#cause like yknow if you think abt it

[cheemken]

Some more villain au stuff

Imagine the Unova kids noticing there really is smth off w Iris too tho, cause like, at first they thought that hey she was still mourning over Drayden, and they're happy the other Champions are there for her too. Then suddenly she starts wearing the Indigo Champion's cape, suddenly she's soaring around Unova to stop crime, she said, to make sure Unova is safe, to make sure that their region wouldn't have to deal w another Team Plasma again. Then suddenly she's cold, suddenly she's distant, suddenly her temper became short.

Suddenly they see her almost killing someone.

They're hurting that poor pokemon, her grip on her pokeball tight, and they don't want me to help?

She doesn't understand the Unovan people. She's soaring around the region to patrol for anyone trying to ruin it, they get mad bc she's supposed to be at the League being a champion. she does her job, they still get mad bc she's always up at the League, not helping the people. Just what do they want me to do?

It's always been she's too young. Always been she doesn't deserve that. And now they think I'm too brutal to criminals, even though I'm doing the right thing? I'm the Champion, I just want this region to be safe!

Then Hilbert is there, in her chamber at the league, "this time, I'm sure I'll win!" He had always been so cheery, it reminds her of Hau.

He lost. He almost won. But Iris wasn't weak, ofc she wasn't, she's not champion for nothing, she's been champion this long, and the others had trained her well, why would she ever disappoint them.

Hilbert looked at her with a somber look, he never looked at her like that ever, even after every battle trying to take her title. "They're worried about you." She raised a brow at that, "Hilda, N, Cheren, even though they wouldn't admit it. Bianca.." her hands twitched at the name, "we're all worried about you. You just seem more.. distant." She sighed, said she's just stressed over her champion duties, she told him she's just keeping herself busy to forget the void her grandfather left after he died, and Hilbert understood. He approached her, pulling her close to a hug, "we're here for you, Iris. You're our friend. You don't have to deal with all this alone." And she just stood there, unsure what to do, unsure what to feel. Then he pulled away, a sad smile on his face, "maybe next time, we could all get to hang out again! Hopefully you're not busy soon." He laughed and bid his farewell, promising that next time he's really gonna win.

She watched him leave, and she's alone once again in her chambers, a million thoughts running in her mind. But she shakes them off, there's no point to those thoughts, she's doing her duties as Champion, she's protecting the weak, protecting her friends, doesn't matter if blood gets shed.

[thelilylav]

"Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway."

Darabella they could never make me hate you <3

[sluckythewizard]

'I wont cry for you, I wont crucify the things you do. I wont cry for you, see, when you're gone, I'll still be BLOODY MARY'

[skitskatdacat63]

Forced against my will to post these(thanks @flopnandoalonso and @schumigrace ...) , but please enjoy gifs of: Fernando at the spa (PLEASE DON'T BLOCK ME)

[arolesbianism]

Despite how much I suffered making my last isat au Aris sprite redraw, I decided to do it again and once again went through hell doing it. There’s like a billion mistakes in this (such as her having the wrong arm rip) but at the end of the day I’m still happy with how it turned out :]

[godlygivenanxiety]

good news guys, i survived!

also, completely unrelated, i wanna cry?

[cannibalistic-suggestions]

If I could pluck out your eyes to collect in a basket like fresh berries, I would. If only you had several that grew back to be replaced, after I mashed and crushed up the old ones into jam for my toast or just bit into your corneas like grapes with seeds to spit out.

Stop looking at them. Look only at ME! ME! ME! ME!

What do I have to do to finally catch your eye? Do you want to kiss up the scars when I slit open my wrists, so you can feel superficial accomplishment? I would let you drink the wine in my veins if you had higher tolerance for it.

Why can't you shower me with the affection you once did? I was a dying houseplant and your love revived me, but its gone from daily to only seeing you if I'm lucky to get a hold of you, otherwise you'd be fine leaving me to rot, surely. Did I wear your patience thin? Botanicals like me take time to bloom, too much for your liking it seems. You got tired, or you realized what you were getting yourself into and chickened out.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm so fucking needy. I need your voice, as sweet as agave, to whisper what I want to hear, I need your body in the way we handled the fervor of the spring, wet as the rain. I crumble into decolored nothingness more and more when you ignore me, for those who are "better" than me, the ones that'll actually better you, in comparison to what you had with me.

I would strangle you to hear the calming low buzz of you choking on your own blood, begging for mercy and finally bringing yourself to admit you love me, you love me and I'm your favorite and your one and only forever and ever.

You realized you ingested a poison with no easy antidote. I think you only keep me around to see how you can get out; don't you have guilt about tossing out a reminder of your own failure? I'm sorry I'm this way, I never asked for the germination of my miserable existence in the first place. I don't know what to do if I'm not the prized heirloom of your garden, I'll rip my own petals off and shove them down your throat if you might at least get a taste of my wrath and like it. I wilt more and more the seconds your attention isn't on me.

Wasn't there a bountiful harvest on both ends? Shared bites of forbidden fruit; you're damned along with me and I hate to see you trying to escape it. Don't you want us to drown together? You still fake some semblance of tolerance, maybe out of pity. It's all performative: oh, but at least you're still cute sometimes, when you're everything but yourself.

How about I bake you to finally get the good parts of you that I missed? You're like poison ivy to me in how you irritate me, but at the same time I can't get enough, it's even more maddening to be without that feeling that makes me want to scratch my skin off. You're not allowed to spread, I want to be the sole victim of your infestation. Don't fucking go to those other people. They don't deserve you.

I'll make sure your very essence becomes part of my blood if I have to, to make you stay with me forever and never fucking leave.

[chipjrwibignaturals]

hermit angst-turned-crack fic where someone kills themselves, played completely straight, and after they respawn they get a dm but its just their friend offering to kill them instead

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

saw a tiktok that was about how the OP doesn't like when villains are evil and do evil things like murder just for fun bc it's "boring" and no offense but when did you guys collectively forget/refuse to learn how to make villains sexy and cool and fun

[scarameownya]

omg i am not thinking abt niko's delusion form.....

[cheemken]

I'm gonna be so fucking ill what if she heard Tuesday and thought it was Bonnette, so she had to rush back to Texas to see if her friend was still alive or not oh your honour they make me so sick I'm gonna cry

[mabaris]

begging people to learn the difference between “other characters disagreed with this decision” and “the writers disagreed with this decision”

[exopelagic]

I need to go to bed I’m just gonna shout a lil

[homophyte]

it is interesting to me that ive seen lately (n yknow this is subjective and likely not any real social force just what ive seen) many queer people simultaneously talking about taking back and embodying unpalatable and ‘unmarketable’ queerness (the recent return to the terms faggot and transsexual come to mind) which i think is pretty evidently shaped by the conservative moment were in of demonizing queer ppl and especially gnc and trans people as predators--it reads as a return to queer isolationism in the face of external hostility, imo--while at the same time ive seen a lot of rallying around the “original” 6 stripe rainbow flag as opposed to any of the purportedly ‘factional’ flags of different queer identities, with the assumption being different identity flags divide us while the rainbow flag encompasses everyone and its kinda fascinating to me bc the rainbow flag is probably the single most marketable and palatable and uncontroversial symbols of queerness which has been seamlessly uptaken by those who wish to sell it back to us as gets pointed out every pride month with all the cringey pride merch.... i dunno you could maybe take that as a point of hypocrisy and claim the queer community is itself in a conservative moment rn where its returning to a sense of history and historical continuity (perhaps even out of that sense of external threat) or even that the queer community has for some time been in a conservative moment given the like, decade of identity discourse and lashing out at any people deemed to not have a sufficiently established history or however we should categorize the bihets/ace discourse/transtrender-tucute discourse/pan discourse/bi lesbians discourse (because lets be frank its essentially all the same discourse just keeping up its momentum by leapfroging from one target to the next) which i think is, like, SOMEWHAT true but not entirely? its more interesting to me, in any case, as an expression of a conflict the queer community is facing given that current state of affairs RE antitransness and that very recent history. like, the simultaneous need to retreat to a safe sense of community which is welcoming to the very things the outer world is demonizing ie mutable gender, complex or contradictory experiences of gender, gender expression which is hostile to the cis binary, but also the ways in which it has to grapple with those discourses which have largely defined the community infighting for again the past decade. its queer people begging the question ‘how can we make the queer community welcoming to the girlfags and genderfucks and tboys who are being threatened when we have spent so much time making the queer community a hostile place for anyone with a non-conventional or not easily (or even just palatably) sortable sense of queer identity’. and the answer it seems to be grappling with at the moment is like, welcoming all that diversity of experience but being absolutely averse to naming it. yes we love all the fuckery with gender and sexuality never be marketable but like, ew, why are you calling yourself [insert microlabel here]. you can be genderweird but you cant call yourself genderweird. you can only exist as queer in the broadest possible way (the all-inclusive gay pride flag!) but if you try to name the specifics or use those identity labels weve been fighting over for years youre doing it wrong (the progress pride flag is now ugly and cringey and ‘too much’). i think theres something also to the way (at least on this site) transmisogynistic discourses have really taken hold as legitimate (though yknow i wont downplay how much a problem transmisogyny has like. always been in queer spaces no matter what) in the name of protecting n defending trans people. like its just regurgitated transmisogyny but its being mobilized supposedly in the service of helping trans people. idk its definitely getting a little late for me to string this together fully coherently but theres a throughline there, in the ways certain ideas are being consolidated and reified as ‘yes were more progressive now!’ when i think theres definitely something to question there in terms of like...are we? are we actually? are we doing better by the people were trying to help or are we setting strict standards and forcing ppl to adhere to them again?

[skitskatdacat63]

Some matador studies :)

+ ref pic I like but couldn't even attempt to draw 😭

[arolesbianism]

Some stuff I've drawn semi recently