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v0idspeak · 1 year ago
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Question about the Cyrin Story- I saw protusol mentioned in a poll, what is it?
Oop- didn't see this question for some reason, sorry about that.
So-
Protusol is a science-and-research company! It's been around for a long while now, and, while under its previous owner, was known for a handful of shady dealings.
Since then, though, its public image has been cleaned up, and it's developed into a pharma/R&D giant. Money flows in and out of the company by the millions (or maybe billions - hard to say), and new advances in pharmaceuticals and Cyrin research trickle out at an incredibly fast pace. It's also one of Havel's main sources of income!
The reason for that is incredibly simple: the company's main shareholder is one Tornis Maurier, the president of the country of Havel. When he inherited Protusol Labs from his father during the most recent war, he saw its potential, sullied by bad handling and, frankly, its awfully-handled PR department.
Say what you will about Tornis, but he knew how to turn a scientific venture around. It took barely a few months for him to cut ties (or did he simply hide them?) with less-than-tasteful contacts and old research facilities. Any of the facilities left on his birth continent were abandoned, or at least downsized considerably, and he focused on his new home instead.
Today, Protusol hires thousands across dozens upon dozens of well-organized research facilities. The company is so intertwined with the government that Protusol and the Corynen are basically synonymous by now - working at Protusol means working for the Corynen, and many Corynen jobs are connected to Protusol, at least tangentially.
The collusion should be enough to attract angry crowds and protests, but, really, the Corynen stopped a war that had been ravaging multiple countries and leaving children alone and hungry; Protusol had developed medicine the likes of which the world had never seen. No one could complain about that, right?
No one had, right?
Right?
Anyway yeah that's Protusol in a nutshell.
@wind-rider Got anything to add?
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sproutwings · 2 years ago
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@moriavis and @nytephox tagged me for this half an eternity ago
9 people you would like to get to know better
1. 3 ships: Dickstroke, JayTim, Tommy/Bubonic
2. first ever ship: D'Artagnan/Mylady de Winter from 3 Musketeers (I didn't know what a 'ship' was back then! I was, like, 11!)
3. last song: "Timezone" by Måneskin
4. last movie: "Breaking Fast"
5. currently reading: lots of fanfic
6. currently watching: "Found" on NBC, "The Traitors" Canada, "The Masked Singer" US
7. currently consuming: Does backreading my saved Tumblr tags and staring at pretty fanart for my blorbos and ships count?
8. currently craving: Peace, quiet, better health, pasta, and half a million dollars. Possible in a different order.
9 people to tag: not tagging anyone because I've been away so long I have no idea who's already done it, but if you see this and haven't done it, consider yourself tagged!
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moonshynecybin · 10 months ago
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like what was their problem.
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messymoonmad · 1 month ago
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Hi Messy!!!! :3
Just wanted to tell u that I LOVE your drawings , they’re both so pretty and funny nusxnjscsnjcjscn.
I’m a bit shy ‘cause I’m not really an artist, I don’t know basic anatomy/proportions/lighting and stuff BUT. I tried drawing your Antinous! So here’s a little offering for u hoping you don’t mind having it in your box! (I’m too shy and afraid to post it on my own profile I’M SO SORRY I REALLY HOPE I’M NOT DISTURBING AAAAAAAAA)
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Please drink water especially on these hot days! ILY!!!! <3 And PLEASE don’t feel forced to answer or anything OKAY I’M SORRY FOR DISTURBING BYE LOVE U THANK U FOR YOUR AMAZING WORKS
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
YOU BET YOUR ASS IMMA DRINK WATER AFTER THIS. YOU GOT ME THIRSTIN'-
"I'm not a real artist," but you dropped a BOMB in my inbox.
@moscustos
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4thwallbreakerdraws2 · 8 months ago
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Get back in your frame, your not allowed to break the 4th wall, twink boy
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sometimesanequine · 1 month ago
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Have you ever done an Arabian? They’re actually kinda fun to draw.
i should draw more arabians tbh. i draw too many warmbloods. never hotbloods or coldbloods 😔👍 i have drawn arabians though just a long while ago
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emiplayzmc · 6 months ago
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now all I can imagine is Rodger giving sprout a death glare that says try and take her away from me and they will never find the body
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[Text next to Rodger: 'crrrrrkk... clkclkclkclk']
Words, verbal or mental, aren't needed for Sprout to get the message to back off... at least for now.
(He tried to gently tug her away from Rodger, worrying about what he'd do, and then Rodger started making noises at him. He may not physically be verbal but a whole bunch of mechanical creaks and clicks can sure be menacing when this guy knows how to fry your brain).
Gotta work on some comics for Rehabilitation AU, tbh.
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whoatherebigguy · 6 months ago
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Draw a superman poster with gamera here
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chose heisei[GotU] Gamera for this, since I think he fits the bill the best. not sure how well i did with mimicking the effects in the original poster, but here he is!
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drarrily-we-row-along · 1 year ago
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Dolonia
Dolonia is defined as: a state of unease prompted by people who seem to like you too much, which makes you wonder if they must have you confused with someone else—someone flawless, selfless, or easy to understand from a distance.
Potter rolled over, pressing his too hot, too sweaty body against Draco's. And in spite of the fact that he was altogether too hot, that he was sticky, and still breathing too heavy, he couldn't find it in himself to complain.
"That was good," Potter said, trailing his fingers over Draco's ribs, brushing back and forth lightly and leaving trails of electricity shaking through Draco's chest.
He hummed, hoping it sounded aloof and noncommittal, like he wasn't trying too hard and didn't care too much about Potter's opinion, anything to convince himself that that was the truth.
"Do you want to order in some food from the Thai place down the street?" he asked, "or maybe we could go out? There's that diner a couple of blocks away, y-"
"You want to eat with me?" he asked incredulously, because fucking was one thing and occasionally sleeping in the same bed after being too tired to move made sense. But going out and eating together was something else entirely.
"Yeah," Potter said, shrugging like it was no big deal. "I'm starving, aren't you? We haven't eaten since lunch and that case was no easy thing to solve."
"Yes," he conceded, "That's what the celebratory sex was for."
Potter laughed, that bright, delighted sound that made it seem like nothing in the world was wrong. "Sure, just." He sat up, looking down at Draco, eyes impossibly large and impossibly green, "do you not want to get food with me? It's fine if you don't," he added, "just say so and I'll leave you to it."
"It's not that I don't want to get food with you," he said with a frown, staring at the mole on Potter's neck to avoid looking into his eyes. "It's just that you seem to be making this into something that it's not."
"What do you mean?" he asked, fingers carding through Draco's hair and brushing the loose strands back off his face.
He rolled his eyes, trying to make himself seem less vulnerable than he actually felt. "It's like you don't remember who I actually am sometimes."
Potter laughed, "Of course I remember who you are. You're my annoying, prat of a partner, too brilliant for his own good. You're the idiot that I come in to work with every morning wondering what sort of chaos my day is about to hold because even simple robbery cases turn into something that has years of ancestral battles and blood magic tied into it. You have very particular tea habits, and you like everything just so. I drive you mad but you still put up with me in your bed anyway."
"You're a good fuck, Potter," he said flippantly.
With a laugh, Potter leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose, like casual affection was the sort of thing that they did. "I know you."
And that reminded Draco of where this had all started, "right, but it's like you don't remember all the other parts, all of the things that came before."
He shrugged, "Why would I? You aren't that person anymore, you don't believe those things, you've turned your entire life around."
"But I am still those things," he said, shaking his head. "Sure, I don't believe what I used to, but that doesn't change that I was raised in that culture, it doesn't change that I still go to have brunch with my parents at the manor every other Sunday, or that I know how to get my way in the Ministry, or that I'm an expert manipulator-"
"Hey," Potter said, cupping his cheek. "Hey. Relax. Take a breath," he said, lips pressing to the crease between Draco's eyebrows. "You're okay. We're okay."
"I'm don't-"
"I know who you are, Draco."
"But-"
He shook his head, "I know who you are. I remember all of the things there are to know about you. I know who you were, I know all of the work you've done to be different, I know who you are now. I know you," he repeated. "Just like you know me. It's what makes us such good partners in the office and out of it." He let out a soft self-deprecating chuckle, "Please don't think that you're the only one of the two of us who's spent the past fifteen years meticulously watching the other. I know you, Draco."
He frowned up at him, uncertain where this could be going then, if Potter consciously chose Draco with all of his faults and flaws instead of just for the convenience of it.
"I know you," he repeated, "and I want you." He shrugged, "I've just been waiting for you to be ready to hear it." He grinned at him, "So, what do you say? Dinner?"
And how could he say anything but yes?
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zephyrrhiesfyrian · 7 months ago
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So Lady sneasler has adopted Ingo. What would sneasel/sneasler Ingo look like?
like pokefied/pokerus?
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Lady Sneasler and her skrunkly son (sneasler!Ingo)
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arrowsnsarcasm · 3 months ago
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Playfully Violently throws to the ground
( @godofarchery)
“Ollie! Oh…is this because of the credit card bill?”
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zukkaoru · 8 months ago
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since spotify wrapped is out..
send me a number 1-100 + a ship / platonic dynamic / character and i'll write a ficlet for them based on the corresponding song
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losergender · 2 months ago
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11 for the drabble challenge!!
-@mediumgayitalian
11. "dear diary..."
“Dear diary…” He mumbles the words out as he writes them down, having half the mind to ask himself why on Earth he chose to start the damn thing in English. Nico looks up from the page. “Now what?”
“Now you write what you’ve been doing today,” Will replies. 
“Haven’t done anything today.”
“It doesn’t have to be anything special,” the blonde tells him, scooching over closer to him on the hill where they have sat. Nico can feel him looking as he starts writing again: Today Will gave me a dairy becuase apparently it hleps with memory.
“And that’s it?”
“Yeah, just try to do it everyday or at least often.” After speaking, he placed a small kiss on Nico’s temple. “It’s not much, but I read it helps and…”
“It’s really nice of you,” he replied, smiling as he closed the notebook and leant against his boyfriend’s chest. Will had been trying his best to find him a method to get his pre-Lethe memories back. He could tell the boy was as convinced a journal wasn’t gonna work as he was, but that didn’t matter whatsoever. He turned around, kissing his cheek softly. “It’s the thought that counts.” 
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allimili · 4 months ago
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um allimili!!!
There's a person who used your art and idea to to a j.ai bot, they didn't credit you at all for the pfp being your art and all that
Do you mind it or nah? I can send you the link if you want
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I mind it. Share it.
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mrvelocipede · 2 years ago
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I finished the banana. I think I may have put slightly too much stuffing in it. When it was done, I embroidered a little face on the side, as requested by the person it's for.
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I'm especially pleased with the small amount of shaping I did on the stem:
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This is probably not ever going to be an official pattern. I know it was 36 stitches around, and that the short rows spanned 2/3 of the stitches, and then there were five plain rounds before the next short row, but I didn't really keep track of the shaping other than that.
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sometimesanequine · 2 months ago
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Sorry for spamming tf out of you but this is my new favorite blog < 3
thank you! spamming is no big deal i always gotta stim real good when i see spam cause its so exciting. heck yeah someone likes my art! i am making people happy!
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