#ghjkdfg

[hcppyhotel]

@ducktastic-dad , how do i taste ?

" like white unseasoned turkey of the driest variety. "

there's  a  silence  that's  only  interrupted  by  static  --  ❝ my,  you're  certainly  proud  of  that,  aren't  you  ?  ❞

[fragilcline]

MEI MOVED TO GRAB THE SEATBELT only to be met with white feathers that instead got in the way, leading her to struggle with the elastic band that had left a pink indent on her shoulder by this time of night. "I don't plan on wearing it again, if that's what you're asking. I planned on donating it back. I suppose not anymore." Struggling to pull her arm out of it, the elastic eventually snapped instead, causing her to jump a bit, but the wing did fall lopsided, allowing her to grab the seatbelt. "I don't think fabric is part of a raccoon's diet." The quick start to their drive home took her by surprise as she turned around as much as possible in the passenger seat to look back at the mansion, watching people spill out of it. She had made herself at home in the living room earlier in the night and chose to stay in the quieter room with her solitude. Plus, the alcohol was making her a bit too tired to feel like wandering back around the party or search a friend out of a crowd. It wasn't discernible how long she had been there when she heard screams coming from other places in the mansion. It could've been a show or someone spooked by a decoration. But Mei had heard a lot of screams before. Ones that could only be born of pure terror. Maybe it had been her frazzled emotions that already had her on edge, but it made her need to leave at that moment as she bit her nails the entire time Mindy was on their way there. She sat back down in the seat of the car, sparing a glance at her driving friend as she considered mentioning it. It could've been nothing. It was a Halloween party, of course there would be screams. Don't freak out again. "You could've worn whatever you dressed up as anyway; there were no display cases. But I understand what you mean about it being fun. I would hardly consider it my idea of fun, either." The last part was mumbled as if she was coming to terms with it herself, even if Mei had tried to put on a facade of enjoying herself while there. A sigh left her lips as regrets about even going circled in her core, even if she knew time would have passed even more slowly if it were spent in the RV alone. Even if it weren't for the phone calls, the artist honestly wasn't even used to being in the mobile home very often before earlier that month. "And how did these important plans go?" Certainly it had to be extra important for Mindy to label them as such, and her own curiosity provided a good distraction from...everything. "I'm not really-" But then the bucket was dropped in her lap, resilience only lasting a few moments before she was poking through the candy, which conveniently gave her a way to avoid Mindy's eyes should they leave the road. "I don't want to tell you because you know them, and I'm afraid of what you'll say," was her answer to the question, which technically didn't break the rule as it wasn't a lie. Finding a fun sized Twix candy, she pulled off the wrapper and took a small bite of the chocolate, caramel, and cookie. Despite not being a very good liar, Mei thought she had been hiding her emotions pretty well from her roommates or at least giving it a good attempt. Locking herself in her room wasn't a very odd thing for her to do before, and it was long ago when she had mastered crying softly enough that no one could hear. But it must've not been enough. "I've just been having a tough time recently." It was an understatement, but at least it was vague.

Descrying the fumble in her footsteps from miles away, the former arsonist was already leaning across the console to open the passenger side door when Mei practically flung herself into the grass. Their eyes widened, peering over the window and waiting for them to stand vigilantly before they insisted, "Let go of the door." Pushing it open an inch, mocha hues were studious of their roommate's well-being as she tumbled into the seat, they dusted a hand over the soiled dress. "I'll drown in dish soap later. It'll come right out. Or I can feed this old thing to the racoons. It doesn't matter to me." White weddings had never rung appeal to Mindy, after all. What use was a thousand-dollar garb that would only be used once? They found that white dress for twenty bucks at the Broom Closet... even if that still hadn't incentivized the fortune teller to pay for it! Though they were riding a wave of elation after their date with Mio, they couldn't help the uncomfortable feeling turning their stomach — It didn't seem right. Without another word, they shifted the gear into drive and beat it out of the mansion's parking lot, eyes darting between the road and Mei beside them. "Ugh," their lip curled, repulsed at the thought of a boozy party filled with drunkards falling over themselves amid a pompous monologue and puking up pastries, "You know big parties aren't my thing. Just because I like to club, being shoved around by a bunch of sweaty bodies doesn't mean I want to be dressed up like I'm a display case. Sorry, not really my idea of fun, Meis." Turning out of the estates without looking in the rearview, ignoring the unsettled contents in their gut, they shook their head. "I had more important plans tonight. And I had more fun spending the first half of the night with Ash, to be honest. I got a shitton of candy if you're hungry —" Their arm reached around the backseat, hoisting up the McDonalds bucket and shoving it into Mei's lap. "Who were you trying to avoid? And don't lie, you've been acting all kinds of weird."

[goldieclaws]

ngl one thing that worries me about seeing a comment misinterpreting my games/characters is i don't want to look like the type of guy who hunts down obscure forums just so I can go WELL ACTUALLY I just wanna make sure people don't think I include certain tags bc I want exposure like a fuckin instagram user who posts like, 80% irrelevant tags. I'm including that tag for good reason lmao.

[acadieum]

noir au where nureyev is an undercover, double agent, caught in a public scandal. he hires a detective to prove his innocence and to maintain his cover but risks everything when he ends up falling in love with the ONE person immune to his charms instead

[cfmysteries]

THE PODCASTER'S INTEREST WAS PIQUED with his words about the manager, making a mental note that they needed to look further into that when given the chance. Especially something about a debt. Zeliha knew from previous events they had made long-winded episodes about just how far people would go for money or if they were in a bad situation where they had to pay up. Maybe even far enough to cause harm. "Hm, that's actually kind of helpful." When entering the pizza shop that day, the brunette was pretty sure the only useful information they would actually find was from snooping around in places they probably didn't belong. Then again, that was one of the things Zeliha did best and what made their podcast so popular. "I don't think I've ever met the manager." Not that they really ever came to the pizzeria for the actual pizza or animatronics but rather when it was out of the rumors swirling around the place. "Well, damn, don't hold anything back about them." There was amusement laced in with their tone, however. Hip cocking to the side, they leaned on that leg more, interest displayed evidently on their face. "You know more than you let onto. But it seems like this place isn't all just greasy pizza and.....weird robots that it pretends to be. Besides the rumors."

mireu shrugged at the other’s inquiry. surely, he was a frequent patron, but it wasn’t like he personally knew the employees. define knowing them, he thought. there was a difference between having small talk with the ones who were working their shifts to avoid an awkward silence or just plainly avoiding any bad blood on mireu’s end. he’d always been wary of the people around him. “last i saw the manager, they mentioned something about a vacation or a debt they owed someone.” as someone who knows how life could be for the less fortunate, it was always a quest to bring a SMILE upon someone's face - give them the time of day, talk about their interest or anything they would like to distract themselves with. “honestly, the only person i haven’t seen when i stop by is the manager themselves. though i’ve been complained to about them, so maybe talk to some of the employees. the manager seems like a two-faced son of a bitch - with the way the bastard speaks to their employees, i’d advise these people to go somewhere else and get a new job.” he was a bit oblivious to the other’s curiosity, though. what’s with all the questions?

[goldie-claws]

The pure coincidence of @scienceverse‘s / @servantparent‘s Hiram having the same name as my Hiram puts such a smile on my face, I had to redraw this meme with the two at some point~

(he/him for both characters)

Nameless (eg. my Hiram) is one of my Ghirahim expies, the first out of four, and when I used to call Ghirahim ‘Ghira’, it would autocorrect to ‘Hiram’ every time. So, as a joke to that problem I decided to make it Nameless’ name that family and loved ones call him.

[quarkcore]

hey lads i just realised sisko had a crush on kirk

[withoz]

DARK EYES WATCHED DANNY ZUKO on the screen, as if the movie hadn't been practically memorized from the way it had been watched and rewatched by the two girls over the years, somehow still not sick of the love story nor catchy tunes. Dorothy could remember when she was a little girl, she would even beg Valerie after the movie ended if they could go through it once more, fast forward through everything but each musical moment just to hear them all again back to back. The feeling of her sister's fingers running through her long hair was welcomed, trying not to move her head even if she'd rather turn towards her to respond. "But I love your hair. It makes you look so cool." The younger acrobat could never have the confidence to do something like that, dye her hair, believing it would only be something to grab more attention from people, which was something she could only handle when performing. Otherwise, she spent majority of her time trying to slide by under the radar of most. Even without the blonde hair, Dorothy would always think of her older sister as so cool, all of her older siblings, honestly. Valerie was famous, Dusty's voice could be recognized by anyone who had recently turned on a radio, and she was pretty sure their other brother was one of the best drag performers in the whole world (in her hyperbolic opinion). She tried not to think of what her siblings would say if they were forced list anything about her that was even close to being as impressive as one of those, as one didn't really come to mind herself. Pulling the ponytail off her wrist, she held it up for Val whenever she would eventually need it. "I haven't been doing much." There was a pause before her soft voice followed up with, "I think....I'm seeing someone." There was no think there, she knew, but more-so it was added in because she struggled to figure out how to bring it up, which was why she hadn't until now. And yet, a small smile was already breaking out on her face at just the thought of Pesor. "You'd like them, Val, I'm sure of it. They're..." A small sigh left her as she trailed off. "I think maybe the sweetest person I've ever met."

( valerie's apartment, evening ) @withoz

Nimble fingers threading through raven hair as she gently worked her little sister's long locks into a fishtail braid, Val absentmindedly hummed along to the music coming from their movie selection of the night, Grease. The sisters had watched the movie dozens of times over the years, practically able to recite it from memory, so they rarely gave it their full attention, only stopping the flow of conversation to occasionally sing along to their favorite songs or quote lines they'd memorized (with matching inflections and all). Valerie herself would always drop whatever they were doing to dramatically belt out a rendition of Hopelessly Devoted, looking to earn a few giggles from Dorothy in the process. But on that particular night, she had a suspicion that the youngest Graves-Seong was hoping to use their weekly movie night to talk about something that was on her mind. Still, Val didn't want to press her if she wasn't ready to talk yet, so she took her time combing through Dorothy's hair with meticulous care. "God, your hair is so shiny and healthy—I'm jealous," she teased from her spot up on the couch, nudging her sister gently with one of the knees perched on either side of Dorothy's shoulders. "I feel like no matter how many treatments I do on mine, it still feels dry," she lamented, referring to her own head of bleach blonde hair. Still, the performer knew in her heart that the compulsion to cover her natural hair color wouldn't be going away any time soon. At this point, it felt almost like a security blanket to her, the desire to look nothing like she had a few years ago. "So, what have you been up to lately, sweets? Anything fun?"

[red-sterling]

natural harmonia gropius :)

whoops i just woke up hewwo?

favorite thing about them

N is like. objectively not a bad person? he’s really interesting as a “villain” character (and i hesitate to call him that) because it’s kinda hard to fault his actions. he’s not the typical Team Rocket give us all your pokémon so much as he is i have been taught that you are unethical and i am here to save pokémon from your abuse, and like. he has no way of knowing he’s misled until he meets bw’s protag. 

he also doesn’t deny that pokémon are happy with their trainers when he realizes your ‘mon actually like being with you!! he’s confused and he feels lost that suddenly his whole world view is coming undone at your hands, but he’s able to bounce back from Team Plasma’s ideologies when he realizes he’s wrong and i think that’s an amazing way to treat his redemption!!! 

it’s a very self-driven redemption arc, it’s not like Hoenn’s villains where they realizes oh we’re wrong because this legendary is gonna fuck shit up, his realization is very much a matter of his own understanding - and it’s a realization that you bring him to, it’s a very intimate and very personal reform that i feel like you don’t get with a lot of other antagonists and i love how much depth there is there. 

like, when N does awaken his dragon (usually Reshiram in the official renditions of him), he doesn’t actually get the chance to really attack the region. you’re right on his tail, and when you confront him for the last time, he just… relents to you. you win with your dragon and that’s the last straw that makes him admit listen, i know you’re right, i just needed to be sure - and once he is sure, i and once he runs away to god knows where, i feel like he’s absolved of all sin in that moment

on that note - 

least favorite thing about them

- the fact that he goes missing so soon after becoming a “good guy” kinda stings. i know we get him again in bw2 as someone who works alongside you, but it kinda kills me that bw protag doesn’t get to spend more time with him when all’s said and done. i understand kinda why he left, but it stings that he’s suddenly just… gone, y’know. i don’t blame bw protag for going missing looking for him at all, it’s such a bittersweet i’m glad you learned but where are you now

also. gropius. 

favorite line

this fucking memory link line killed me because i didn’t expect N to actually like. say the name of my bw1 playthrough’s character so when i read this line i kinda cried ngl

“Touya! Is it because of that Trainer that my heart wavers now? Were the words of the Pokémon in Accumula Town really true? Does that mean Touya is an ideal Trainer?”

brOTP

i got attached to the idea that N and Red would probably get along, partially bc i fixated on them BUT also for real reasons - they both handle pokémon way better than people, they both ran away from their region without a trace, they probably both have some amount of social anxiety, they just seem like they’d be able to get along ghkjdgjkdf idk

also - whenever i see Touya/Touko/N broing around my lifespan increases by two days it’s jsut a really sweet brotp

OTP

i mean. if you’ve ever read ReuNite then you know i’m a sucker for isshushipping ghjkfhjgkdfd

nOTP

first of all: whatever the ship w him and Ghetsis is - fuckin nasty no thank you bye

second: i objectively know there is like. no difference between ferriswheelshipping and isshushipping besides just if you have a girl or a boy protag, but i generally don’t like the way N is written in ferriswheelshipping content for some reason?? also my gay little heart needs mlm rep bc i had really not a whole lot of that goin for me when i was a kid and first playing bw, so it just rubs me wrong

random headcanon

N, while he wasn’t allowed out of his room as a kid, was allowed to play with a lot of toys, as we see when we reach his room in the games. in addition to that, he was allowed to play with a lot of instruments to keep himself occupied and “out of my way,” as Ghetsis said, so N can play like 8 different instruments proficiently

generally he’s a very musical boy i’d imagine. he has a good sense of rhythm and timing because he reads sheet music like formulas. in particular, he likes to play flute, piano, violin, and sometimes he just likes to sing to himself

(although, he doesn’t sing very loudly, because if he got too loud as a kid, Ghetsis would get annoyed, and things go south from there)

unpopular opinion

idk if it’s unpopular, but i think N actually really cares about people’s opinions of him. he never received much (if any) praise nor validation from Ghetsis, and when he finally stepped into the world, he’s immediately seen as the villain if he’s working with Team Plasma. i think he’s very measured in his behavior after the events of bw1 because he doesn’t want to be hurt or hated

song i associate with them

The Predatory Wasp Of The Palisades Is Out To Get Us! - Sufjan Stevens

i get some vibes of this being a post bw N reflecting on and missing his hero - and also this is kinda my hc voice for him! it’s soft and gentle and, oddly, unfitting for a hero 

other random tidbit, i imagine Touya also has a really soft voice, and a bit of a stutter. N talks too fast, so they kinda bond over not talking “normally” early on in their journey

favorite picture of them

i got really attached to the white day art they drew of him hgkjdsghfkdg look at my boy

but also this one makes me cry in the club it’s soft and good

[ethoslut]

okay so,,, i am in a Big Writing mood,, so if any of you have any prompts/ideas please send em my way!! preferably w a ship youd like it with!!! (just like,, tell me if u want fluff or angst or angst w happy ending or what coz otherwise i will give you pure angst ghjkdfg)

[goldieclaws]

Birthday gift for @ogilts/@yumejin of the only trio ever :>

I hope you had a lovely day and received many lovely gifts! 💖✨

[timelostcarrion]

ignitedwill​:​

      All that time that he spent trying to outrun his past was wasted. Unknowingly, with Liam by his side, he managed to run himself into a big circle and then a corner. He was back as he was before, wearing his murder suit, the crimson and black clothes that concealed the sight of blood as it flew out of Lex’s wounds. His mask concealed a good part of his face as he went about tearing another family apart. There wasn’t anything he could’ve done about his eyes, though. That mirror into his soul didn’t reflect the actions of a cold blooded killer. As he stared at Knox, the serpent must have realized something was wrong. His words reawakened sealed off memories of a time long gone, one where he was seen doing much the same thing, pleading for his siblings to be spared while he was made to carry out their demise. And yet, he couldn’t stop. Like a tool, he was fighting another person’s battle, expecting no joy or satisfaction out of it.

      “I’m sorry. I have to see it through,” he said as his fingers tightened around the grip of his blade. “I’ve become the very thing I despise, and so…” The only thing he could have done to save Lex at that point was to offer him a swift death. Despite Knox’s begging, he winded up and plunged his sword into his brother’s back, crushing his heart and extinguishing that last smoldering ember of life. Though after he did so, he stumbled backwards and let his guard down much on purpose, giving Knox the opportunity to retaliate - after all, he knew he deserved everything that was to come his way. It was wrong to follow Liam’s wishes through, but he found it far too late to stop now.

      Unable to look Knox in the eye anymore, he had but one thing to ask of him, one thing that could help his twisted mind justify the unfairness of it all.

      “There’s no going back now. Come at me like you want to kill me.”

Knox would neither be quick enough to protect what remained of Lex, not anymore - his vessel remnants and damage no longer bled the obsidian sediment, it was only blood now that was seeping away, bit by bit. He had exhausted himself to keep his loved ones safe, and not even he was able body - the moment he seen him take to Lex, his heart sank in an instant. By the looks of it had he looked about to make a lunge for it with what last of his ability, but far too late the moment he was able to even straighten his knees. The unpleasant sound Lex made the moment he was snuffed out, reactively made Knox throw his hands over his ears and his eyes squeeze shut. Like a child trying to refuse his fears, and cower away - all that came out was a low pained crooning. It was almost as if he felt the severed bond of his sibling cut from him the moment his life was taken, not too short of a choked sob burned his throat. Eyes opened again when his heart stopped throbbing, but away from the pool of his sibling that was no longer with them. So much he didn’t catch Fang’s moment of vulnerability.

Although he bore on fear in facing the one of their final downfall - his words only made him cringe with something akin to disgust, with the pain contorting his features through a gaze devoid of any sense of forgiveness. But their strength didn’t speak of him as a killer, unable to even see the face of his assailant better - it surely agitated him, but... If only for a brief moment it had it seemed he was going to take him up on it when he began hobbling over to Lex’s body, eyes were on it, instead of Fang no matter how close he was to his lifeless body still.

He had no interest in Fang. Instead, his knees buckled, planting him next to Lex where hands were immediate to reach over his small frame to grasp, and gently heave Lex’s body over once he made sure there wasn't any further obstacles. He put the rest of his ability to better use, than to give Fang what he wanted. Hands grasped the cold ones below before weaving them together atop his sternum. Squeezing them gently as a last goodbye, where he soon stood back up, swaying in his footing before his frame turned to face Fang.

“You know nothing. You never will, just following instructions... I’ve got nothing... worth fighting for, n-not anymore... I wouldn’t.. breath the same air as you. I’m glad--you are hiding behind that mask- here I am wasting breath,” though he had realized everything served to be wrong, it made little validation the moment Fang chose his path. “...I wouldn’t even touch you. The only one who wants to kill here, is you. Low-blows, murdering someone so helpless, harmless, that just wanted to know his brothers safety,” Knox murmured with a sharp grunt, taking a heavy breath. The serpentines words were hypocritical, and yet... “Some other breed you are. So come on, killer. Do what you do best.” He stood higher with what frame he had left, he wasn’t going to move or make an effort no longer.

“Sheesh, what a drag, don’t let your guard down- who knows if he will target me over you, I’m sure he knows what you value most.” Liam added, though he would be lying if he said he didn’t feel that severance - his voice was empty on the matter.

[goldie-claws]

almost everyone on my dash is all over mr ayato genshin impact and I’ve even seen people draw art of him, but what if mihoyo decide to change his design/that design belongs to someone else and he is the most ordinary looking guy you have ever seen? huh? what then?

[acadieum]

now that im frequently online due to online classes, sometimes the academic and social media presences blend in my brain and i have difficulty remembering the formalities of where im typing my entries

like just now, i almost replied to an academic discussion board with “wow that’s wild” instead of properly elaborating and im sghjfkgh

[goldie-claws]

hi just letting u know that Lady Beast lives inside my brain rent free thank u for creating her♡

ORGHH YES I'm glad we both agree in Lady Beast supremacy!!

Sometimes women are allowed to be tall and muscular with a long tail and sharp teeth and wield a rocket launcher one-handed if she existed in the modern day ghkdg.

I may slowly built up more content for her since I am working on a game she plays a major role in soooo 👀👀 I'll try my best to post updates about that game as I did my Visual Novel!

Also for funzies here's a quick draft I made to test the sprites and this one is my fav ghfdjkg (when I draw the sprite properly I'm also gonna make her fluffy :> like a kitty)

Also also, minor thing but it makes me laugh: bc her sprite is too tall for Smile Game Builder (the program I'm making the game in), the section of the portrait it uses for the face is slightly off so it looks like this instead ghjkdfg

I'm tempted to keep it as a visual gag tho since she's 8'7 but lmao male gaze much hkjgf

[goldie-claws]

I know folks love joking that everyone does not like Rhys’ mustache, but in Katagawa’s case, I bet he secretly does like it and that’s why he’s so overly-friendly with Rhys to the point he might as well be flirting ghjkdfg.