#goodest boy

[rhiannon-shadowsinger]

Another Scratch finished and soon to be headed off to his forever campsite 💜

Want a Scratch of your own? 💜

https://winchesterpenandink.etsy.com

[casualfoxwitch]

[ralfmaximus]

Simone Biles & Beacon, official US Gymnastics Team therapy dog.

[violet-catsarelife]

sunshine baby nerd

[potter-solomons]

look at that good boy.

[rise-april-art-challenge]

Round 19! On the left bracket!

Papyrus Vs. Alphonse Elric

Don’t forget to vote for Round 18! There are two battles this week!

[sugarvioletss]

Kojo was snuggling his mama 🥺🐾

[theonewhobleats]

Press B to meow

Press B to AWOOOO!!!

[salternateunreality2]

Helpfulroth

I love him. I was struggling with how to get Cloud to open up when Cloud doesn't even know he's closed off himself, or why.

Then Helpfulroth came into my life like a beacon of practicality and directness. After Genesis had explained the situation to him and told him to be delicate and tactful, he thought about it a lot.

Then, when Cloud had just told everyone he was fine (lies) and they should go to bed, he piped up.

“Cloud, why do you insist we leave you? Are you ashamed of your inadequacies as a SOLDIER, partner, and man, and want us to leave so we will not witness your weakness and fragility?” Sephiroth asked abruptly.

Cloud is choking, Genesis is screeching about tact, Zack is trying to resuscitate the chocobo, and Angeal is facepalming.

But tbh, it's going to be the only thing that works because Cloud is stubborn and will use the politeness of others as a shield to protect himself from being asked uncomfortable questions.

[sonicspacecadet]

[manicdreampixie]

[rinwellisathing]

Having a rough weekend, so time to deploy the boy (boy deployed), the bestest boy! I hope you all love Sentry as much as I do. As always feel free to send me asks about him and also check out his stories!!

[moonfurthetemmie]

Imagine real quick. You have spent one hundred years trying to make the world a better place. Some people say your methods aren't...ideal, but you're confident you're making a positive impact.

You have created so many new branches since you first founded your organization. There's medical research. An exceptional hospital. An orphanage. Apartments. Rehab for criminals and addicts.

Most everyone you know is here. Your friends. Maybe a few you'd think of as family, though after all this time you can't really bring yourself to get too close to anyone. Especially after them. But still.

This is your home. Your life's work. You've poured your heart and soul into this.

And now imagine, one day, somehow, it was all destroyed.

No warning. The castle that had served as your base of operations--you're home--has been turned to dust.

You know there were no survivors. Their emotions burned so brightly, and now there was an empty void. The only ones who'd survived were you, and maybe a few of the teams you sent out earlier that day.

In an instant, everything you had was ripped away. Everything.

And you know exactly who did it.

This is how Lucidity ended up losing his goddamn mind.

I was just going to have one big essay with some vaguely defined sections, but then I realized it was so ungodly long it'd probably take three years to read, so i'm going to cut it into three or four (or. maybe five?) pieces. This is part 1.

The Catalyst

It started with the resistance in JMV finding Dreamswap.

At this point in time, Nightshade and Dark have unofficially moved into the manor. Nightshade has decided helping Shale would be entertaining (also they’re gay), and Dark is trying to quietly and gently get Jade out of there (with little success, presently). The resistance is not having a good time with Jet now being part of the team.

So, after hearing a lot about JR, Peridot decided to ask Lucidity for help. Some details still need to be ironed out on my end, but she had a whole plan. Their request, a partial solution to suggest, and some way to repay him for his help.

Their potential solution was a weapon they had been working on for a while. An explosive device powered by positivity, which takes the little bit of positivity it’s given and very quickly produces more, before exploding. The explosion would be partly your typical bomb explosion, and partly a violent boom of highly concentrated positivity. A corrupt that survives the initial explosion would more than likely be killed by the positivity.

But they hadn’t been able to test it yet.

Because the only two people in the multiverse left with the Tree’s positive magic are Jade, who’s stuck in the manor, and Quartz, who’s constantly on the run and would probably rather chew her own arm off than give that away.

They may, with an incredible amount of effort on Peridot’s part, have been able to simulate a very small-scale version of it.

But, either because Peridot (a spirit) didn’t come to DreamSwap herself and saw how much magic was just sitting in the air around JR, or they didn’t realize how sensitive the prototype was, they brought it to show Lucidity, and it reacted to the ambient positivity in the area.

This ambience was a result of both Lucidity’s radiant ass living there for about a hundred years, and the positive emotions of the hundreds if not thousands of people who staff and/or live in the castle.

No human or monster can feel it, but any spirit who doesn’t live there (literally anyone except Lucidity) would notice. Immediately.

And it turned out, the weapon didn’t store a certain amount of energy before exploding. It exponentially increased the amount of positivity that it’s given. The strength and concentration of the positivity also affects the size and strength of the less magical part of the explosion.

And there was far more positivity in the air than they could’ve ever hoped to acquire in their home MV.

So…they pretty much brought a radiance nuke to JR and it went off because the air was too magical. There’s a lot of lingering positivity in the area. There will likely be severe consequences in the environment and any life in the area that wasn’t killed by the initial explosion.

It was an accident.

But they would never be able to make it right. Not in their own eyes, and especially not Lucidity’s.

Lucidity was not in JR. But he was in the same universe. He was taking Champion out. He hasn’t been able to get out much with Champ, so he’s taken the whooole day off to both relax and to spend time with his dog.

They’re close enough to the castle that they can see it. And while they’re not close enough to get hurt, they’re close enough that they can feel the shockwave from the explosion. 

Lucidity sees JR start to crumble before the shockwave reaches them. 

Lucidity is losing his shit. He’s very, very not okay. He’s in shock, grieving the loss of damn near everyone he knows, his home, and his lifelong work, and he’s fucking furious.

Lucidity doesn’t know who these people were, but he does know that they were part of an organization. The idiots who brought the weapon noticed it had been activated, and managed to run far enough that they hadn’t been vaporized in the blast. He found their clothes, several meters away from the rubble, and each had an unusual pin with a logo he’d never seen before.

There must’ve been more of them.

And this is the official start of his descent into (relatively) minor madness. 

[8melli]

shoutout to this creature (my favorite creature)

[idliketobeatree]

you're going to laugh, but Crowley's silly voice saying "be good. and not just pretennndy good, but properly good!" has done more for me in terms of moral self-actualisation than over 8 years of catholic upbringing, hundreds of badly interpreted sermons, a steady stream of yearly advent retreats and one particularly adventurous church camp where the counselors judged the books we took for the trip. thank you demon boy for keeping that high ethical ground. grave robbing aside

[rise-april-art-challenge]

Round 11!

Barnaby VS. Rody.