#hoodies-monster-ranch

[askleaderscrest]

( @hoodies-monster-ranch Hoopa)

The large Hoopa saw the mischievous little Zoura as they crouched down.

“Little Zoura wondering around, where is little zoura’s parents?”

???: I don't have a mom. Just Phobetor. He's kinda like my dad. Or my grandpa! And I guess he didn't follow me! He's probably still in Paldea.

???: I also have a sister! You kinda remind me of her!

[ask-team-misfit]

For a moment, watching Destino rise back up, looking pained almost, seemed to bring him back to reality a little. He stood a little straighter. His tail lowered somewhat, and his fur stood a little less on end. His breathing was a bit heavy from shouting so much.

His voice lowered to a growl at their initial response.

Lief: "Ohh, I am not taking this from you..."

His tail flicked behind him, hard as a whip. Quite a few more berries came tumbling out as they were shaken loose from his fuzz.

Lief: "I have half a mind to... t-to..."

They had started stepping closer. He took some steps back, now struggling to keep up his glare the longer he maintained eye contact.

As quick as it came, that burning anger faded. At best, he was moderately annoyed with how Destino was talking down to him.

At worst, he felt afraid. The calm tone of voice, the talk of execution... it brought forth a familiar, sickening feeling in his gut.

Lief: "Get away from me."

He wanted to sound firm and stand his ground, but instead his voice came out lower and audibly shaky.

Speaking of shaking. He tried to ignore that he may have literally been shaking.

Lief: "I-I said, get awa-!"

Then he saw it. The thing from his dreams.

He scrambled back in shock, nearly tumbling backwards.

[ ID: A sequence of three grayscale drawings, arranged in one big panel above two small ones. The first panel shows Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, recoiling in fear and directly facing the viewer. The background shows various, greyed out scenes including Monarch Destino, notably the ones where they attacked him. The second panel shows Lief again from his right side, reacting with shock and an italicized "-?!" floating by his muzzle. The final panel shows Destino as their regular self, looking somewhat surprised. End ID ]

And in a blink, it was gone.

Destino was talking to him again like nothing happened...

[ ID: A sequence of two grayscale drawings arranged in one wide panel on top of another. The first image shows a zoomed out view of Lief looking towards the viewer nervously, with some onlookers represented by a black silhouette in the foreground. The second image shows the onlookers in question, with varying expressions of shock, surprise, worry and even anger. End ID ]

Did they see what he saw?

Upon seeing their faces, he dreaded the answer.

[ featuring Rimi from @ask-the-shiny-pokemons ; Impmon from @hoodies-monster-ranch ; Wo and Oki from @the-feral-one ; Sirius from @book-of-legends ; Athena from @ask-a-wooper-n-mew bg drawings by @/ask-the-royal-absol; edited by me ]

(Response to: https://www.tumblr.com/ask-team-misfit/747248524259885056/destino-approaches-lief-carry-a-body-pillow-of )

Seems that this evening was going to be full of surprising events. First they had made someone cry and now Lief, someone who Destino had heard could have a little fun, shoved them and became angry at their words. Not just once, twice. What was happening? What they had said wasn't even the worst insult they could have come up with. Oh great, Felix had warned them before about the consequences of their actions. Perhaps they should have taken his advice for once. Then again, Destino didn't really want to think about their so-called friend at this current moment.

Slowly picking themselves back up from the floor after the second shove, Destino brushed themselves off with their paws, taking time to ensure everything was back in place. They turned to check themselves. Seems everything was in order, except from the pain from being pushed over. They were going to feel that for a bit. Destino placed the pillow down, looking directly into Lief’s eyes. No smile, not even a smirk. Their eyebrows furrowed and their tone was of a more serious nature.

"You know if I was given poor advice, I wouldn't take it. I would choose to ignore it. It's like if I was to tell you to jump into a fire. Would you do that? No, I doubt you would. You'd use a little bit of that initiative to consider whether it was a good idea or not. You were the one that chose to take my advice. I don't see how I could be the one to blame for all of this when you decided to act on the advice I gave you. It was your choice. Not mine."

The urge to throw an insult in there was strong. Very strong. However, it didn't seem the right time for it. Destino didn't want to cause this fairy to come at them again. They already had a deep-rooted fear of them in the first place. Who knows what this one would do if they continued to push? He seemed rather volatile at the moment. Destino had to show him they were more powerful. They couldn't let this fairy think he could do as he pleased. Destino stepped forward, getting closer to Lief. Their voice felt rather calm in tone.

"I really don't appreciate being shoved, fairy. Especially not by one of your kind. It's not often I allow someone to touch me. And for someone of your status to feel it's ok to push around royalty for the sake of your anger? If we were in my kingdom right now, I guarantee that would lead to immediate execution.”

Destino felt a little surprised that that last statement left their lips. It felt incredibly weird. They needed to dial it back a bit. Bring the vibes of the evening back. Shaking off the feeling, they brought a slightly more light-hearted tone to their voice.

"Sadly, this isn't my kingdom. I don't have the power to carry out any threats should I so desire. However, perhaps you need to consider if you should be using physical action in a place like this. I mean, looking at the amount of legends here, I doubt they'd be most pleased with some lowly mortal trying to cause a fight at a peaceful event like this. Trust me, I've had my share of legends kicking my ass. It's a pain to recover from. Go get a drink or something to calm that anger of yours, buddy. I thought maybe I'd be able to have a bit of banter or something with you but if you're going to take out your issues on me, I don't want to be a part of it. I've already got enough on my plate to deal with without having another to stack on top.”

Destino felt gross. That was too friendly for them. Urgh, this evening was turning out to be more troublesome for them than what they had hoped.

@ask-team-misfit

[ask-guardian-gallade]

Vinny: This isn't the first time he got himself into this kind of predicament. I saw him got shocked, burned, crushed, slashed and well... frozen but he always comes back...he has to...

Vinny: The hot springs really did work!

@askatimegod @hoodies-monster-ranch

[nakamanokizuna]

( @hoodies-monster-ranch Japhiel @ Taichi)

“I’m sorry to ask but are you humon? I’ve never seen a humon, you’re a silly looking guy.”

Taiki blinks once, twice, then thrice at the Digimon that towered over him- though not like he wasn't used to that prospect.

After all, he did fight beside all of his friends, that more of than not, evolved or fused into forms that are much larger than Japhiel's stature.

"Yeah, im a human!"

He smiled, gently correcting the Cherubimon's pronunciation of the word.

"And you must be a Digimon right?"

The boy asks in return, even though it was a no brainer with how he could hear the larger Digimon's melody- lest he somehow has another secret ability to hear voices or sounds from creatures besides Digimon he's completely unaware of.

[life-of-kalos]

Decending from the cloud covered skies, ??? Finally lands back on the earth. Though the ground was now covered in... snow? Yes, snow. That is what it was called. He was relieved that he still knew simple things like this.

His gaze fell upon a large structure. It was familiar yet unknown, though he was sure he'd been here before. If his senses were correct, there was a hot spring nearby. However, he was not expecting there to be so many other occupants.

"It would seem there is an event in progress.. How unlucky."

In his arms, the woman groaned, pulling herself in closer to his body heat. She ran a fever but was still shivering from the cold. He, too, felt chilled, but perhaps it was his garments that were at fault here.

It became apparent that even if he disliked the idea of joining the crowd, it would be necessary to reach his destination.

Faun and ??? Have joined the event!

Cameos: @ask-the-royal-absol @ask-guardian-gallade @hoodies-monster-ranch @asksableye

[kahurangithemew]

AH! THANK YOU! <3

also, I'm so sorry it took so long to reply/repost I kept forgetting ^.^;

Also, I haven't mentioned it, but she's not very good at bubbles, so she's concentrating super hard to give this wonderful pose! XD <3

For the drawing, my mew girl https://www.tumblr.com/kahurangithemew/722792453990727680/hi-there-my-name-is-kahurangi-i-live-in-a?source=share

And, any and all asks are appreciated!

Bubble time!

[distortionmewtwo]

Giratina's human form! Designed by the lovely @hoodies-monster-ranch , who also designed the forms for Dialga and Palkia- and I am very excited to share them with yall :3c I'll be adding this and Invert to the pinned post!

[left-side-up]

hermittober day 4: woods

It's cold, and for once, it's not because Pearl is sitting perfectly still in a pile of powdered snow. No, it's a different kind of cold right now. She's somewhere in the depths of the woods, trying to find her way back to her tower whilst fending off an army of skeletons and keeping track of Tilly, who seems rather prone to wandering today. It's not snowing, but Pearl lost her hoodie somewhere on the way here, and the wind is biting at her bare skin.

"Tilly darling, stay with me," she calls as she shields herself from a few more arrows. She's already been hit a few times. It's getting a bit hard to keep going, but she has no allies here. She has no choice but to keep going.

(She could call any of her friends, she knows that. These games are just for fun. If anyone knew she was truly lonely, they'd come to her aid right away. But Scott and Cleo and Ren's biting words had felt a bit too real, and she doesn't feel like sorting that out right now.)

Tilly runs a few feet ahead of her, stopping every once in a while to look back. Pearl smiles. At least she has someone looking out for her.

She keeps on running. The pines are starting to grow a little sparser. She hadn't wanted to leave the forest, but she supposes if she finds an open area she can build a quick dirt shack to hide in until daybreak. She just has to go a little further.

The arrow in her shoulder screams at her in protest as she raises her shield again. The gash in her leg aches with every step. Her eyesight blurs, though whether it's from adrenaline or blood loss, she can't tell.

"Tilly?" she shouts. The dog is no longer in sight, and she doesn't come back after Pearl calls again. Panic rises in her chest.

"Tilly!"

Her breaths grow shorter. She can see torchlight on the horizon, she's almost there, where's Tilly-

Her panic clouds her judgement. Something catches her foot- a tree root she could've easily avoided- and she's left vulnerable on the ground.

The monsters that were chasing her grow closer, and she closes her eyes. Scott's gonna be upset if she loses another life, but Pearl is too tired to care anymore. Everyone has been avoiding her like a red name already. She'll deal with the real thing when she wakes up.

Everything fades away, bit by bit. The sound of rattling bones, the feelings of pain and cold and loneliness, until...

Until a wet nose nudges her cheek.

Pearl grunts and opens her eyes a crack. Tilly is there, whining with concern.

"Hey baby," she says, though it comes out raspy. Her senses slowly return. Where there was once the sound of bowstrings, there are now two panicked voices clambering on top of each other. Her wounds hurt a lot more than they did earlier. The forest is illuminated now, though from where she's lying she can't see the source of the light.

Pearl tries to push herself up, but she ends up falling back down in a matter of seconds. The voices stop, and suddenly someone is there, picking her up, supporting her.

"Don't try to walk, yeah? You've got some nasty wounds."

Bright yellow wings encircle her as she's pulled into her little brother's lap. As soon as she hears his voice, she relaxes. His eyes are red, both from his life status and from tears.

"What's wrong?" she asks, reaching up to dry his cheeks. He looks dumbfounded for a moment, before shaking his head and pulling her into a hug.

"Your dog led us into the forest in the middle of the night, where we found you freezing, half dead, and surrounded by mobs. Pearl, so much is wrong."

"Jim, let's get her back to the ranch," the second voice says softly. Tango seems to be the source of the light, his hair aflame the way it usually is when he's feeling strong emotions. He still has a sword in his hands. Pearl would shy away if Tango hadn't been soulbound to Jimmy.

"I'll be okay," she starts, but Jimmy stops her.

"No. You're coming to the ranch with us. We're gonna patch you up, get you some food, and then you are getting in the nest because I'm not losing sight of you for at least the next twenty-four hours."

Pearl knows she could get out of this. If she was adamant enough, Jimmy would let her go. But her little brother is already scared, and Tango doesn't seem happy either, so she decides she can humor them for a while. Plus, she may very well die if she tries going home on her own, which would upset Jimmy even more.

"Alright. Just don't tell Grian," she sighs. Jimmy chuckles.

"He won't be hearing anything from me. It's Scott you have to worry about."

As carefully as he can, Jimmy stands up with Pearl secured in his arms. Tango comes to his side, sword and shield in hand. Tilly stands on Jimmy's other side, ears perked up. It feels... oddly safe.

"Scott had better not tell on me," she scoffs.

They head back to the ranch without another incident. Jimmy tends to her wounds as Tango fixes all of them something quick to eat, Tilly remaining at her side the entire time. At some point, when Jimmy's gone to change his clothes and grab something from the bedroom, Tango pauses what he's doing to come and give her a hug.

"What's all this for?" she says weakly. This wouldn't be out of place on Hermitcraft, but here? This is a death game, and they're not necessarily allies.

"You're my friend, Pearl. No matter where we are. And that was scary."

He holds on for another moment, before pulling away with glassy eyes.

"You can always come here, okay? No matter what. I don't want you to be alone like that ever again."

Before she can formulate a response, he goes back to cooking.

That night, she falls asleep feeling safer than she has the entire time she's been in this world. There's a place for her now, even if it's small and smells like cows. She goes back to her tower the next day feeling much less lonely.

Pearl knows it's just a game. It's not meant to hurt. No one will die forever. But something inside her breaks a little when the ranch is burned down at the funeral of Jimmy and Tango, and she's left alone in the woods again.

[cmauville]

🍁Mini Art Dump + Requests🍁

Hey y’all! I hope everyone’s had a good start for the new year, it’s going to take a long time for me to get used to saying 2025 lol

I’ve just got a few things to show today, some requests that I’ve completed and some art for a friend, so let’s get on to the actual pieces.

1.) A finished request for @raptorscreams, I don’t usually draw rock/crystal structures so this character was an absolute treat!

2.) A finished request of Dew for @hoodies-monster-ranch, this character has such a cool design! Loved drawing them from start to finish.

3.) And a recent PMD character I created for the ever-lovely @sillyboysalmon! This started out as a quick warm-up drawing for a Pokémon chat I joined but I loved his design so much I decided to gift him to Salmon! Can’t wait to draw more of this sassy guy in the future.

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That’s all for now! Y’all stay safe.

[the-reborn-ancestor-project]

( @hoodies-monster-ranch Dave)

“Oh hello cousin! Are you a speed personality? Or do you just like sweets for different reasons? I love spicy chocolate myself!”

'Cousin...? But we aren't... related???'

'I'm not sure why I like sweet things so much though... They just taste really good. Mago Berries especially are nice... But I don't think there's any here.'

'Spicy chocolate sounds... really bad though. I don't think I'd like to try that.'

[a-shy-mimiktwo]

“…”

“…events…”

‘(I just hope I don’t panic if I see his father…)’

This was just before this

Flashback from the Digital Distortion Masquerade.

The version of Giratina featured in the drawing belongs to @hoodies-monster-ranch (I forgot his name mb)

Ultraviolet belongs to @distortionmewtwo

[ask-my-memoir]

( @hoodies-monster-ranch Dave @ Mew)

“Another mew at this event is nice! Although I’m confused on why you have glasses? Where did you get those?”

[ @hoodies-monster-ranch ]

Thank you for the ask!))

[ask-the-royal-absol]

(https://www.tumblr.com/hoodies-monster-ranch/747066458700398592/destino-approaches-body-pillow-firmly-in-their)

*That was unexpected. So much so that the body pillow and bag slipped from their grasp. There was something creeping inside of Destino. Was it…guilt for what they had done? No…it couldn’t be. Right? They had never felt like this before. It was…horrible.*

Destino: Alright Bluey, here’s the situation. I may have said something and it may have made someone cry. Oops. Totally my bad. I’m gonna fix this. Don’t even worry your pretty little head about it. I just so happen to be the best when it comes to making Pokémon feel better. Everything shall be fine.

@lightofunova @hoodies-monster-ranch

[ask-guardian-gallade]

Romeo: Impmon? Meat fruit? I don't even know what those even are? Are you like a new Pokémon or something? Like a Ultra Beast just like that Nihilego that's hanging around with that Grafaiai? And I heard of breadfruit but never a meat fruit. Dose it taste like what I think it is or is it something else? Also...Digimon...What even is that? And you think I'm one of them? I mean I did came from another reality or whatnot but never have I heard of Digimon. Is it because of the arm? I get alot of comments about it.

Romeo@'Purrloin': The Gallade was observing what was inside the snack basket the 'Purrloin' was carrying. "Those are some strange cookies ya got there. Never have I seen one with...exotic smells and flavors.*grabs a slice veggie pizza from one of the pizza boxes he was carrying* Wanna trade for a piece?

Impmon Revealed!

[17panicattacksinatrenchcoat]

Mona and the Angel of Death

I was having trouble writing today so I decided to edit an excerpt from a (very old) short story that I abandoned as a warm up exercise I thought it would post it on here. I don't write in second person a whole lot but it's a fun POV to experiment with

i hate the end of this excerpt but whatever lol. let me know if you want me to post the full story on here

Summary: An amateur journalist (Mona) travels to the home of an acclaimed chef who she thinks might be a serial killer ('The Angel of Death') for an interview

content warnings: serial killing (nothing graphic appears in this excerpt). can't think of anything else. just some ~spooky vibes~ I guess.

Mona and the Angel of Death

Being the creature of spontaneity that you are, you amass all your vacation time and start the drive at six in the evening. You lock the door of your shitty ranch house not knowing when you'll be back and not really caring. Your body vibrates with the sustenance of three energy drinks, and you whip over lonely country highways at ninety miles an hour like a fucking maniac. At three in the morning, you bail and pull into the shoulder for a nap. You rest your forehead against the wheel until day breaks. When you sit up to gain to your bearings, a man's face appears in your side mirror and you scream your throat raw, but it's only a mustachioed cop who's come to ask you if you're okay. "Just a long drive," you say. "I'm fine." Her house is a long way outside of the cities. You drive into the mountains, and ivy-eaten homes slash by your windows. You tear through gravel roads and watch the evergreens roar past you on all sides. The wind cuts through the car's open windows and stings your eyes. It's late in the afternoon, but it is summer --lush, glorious summer!-- so the sun's light filters through the trees and illuminates the debris in the air, the dust driven up by your tires. You reach the end of the road and pull into her dirt driveway. Hop out of your car and sink your feet into the spongy ground. The world stinks of petrichor, that after-rain smell, even though you don't remember it raining during the drive. Revved with adrenaline and deprived of sleep, you are missing things. You swig another monster --your wrists shaking as you do-- and change your clothes in the cramped backseat of your car. Sweatpants and hoodie to business casual: a white button down, your one nice pair of dress pants, loafers. You flatten your hair and redo your makeup with the assistance of the rearview mirror. Compose your face into something resembling sanity. Your eyes look bruised even with the makeup. The path before you zigzags to a fairy-tale cottage from the storybooks of your youth; some piper might reside there to lure you away from the known world. You walk up to the house, scale the three red brick steps and knock to announce your presence. You stand on her doorstep and think about cooking, about knives, about walls studded with the heads of decapitated stags and metal instruments of harm: the house of a hunter. An urge to flee to your car and slam its gear hard into reverse trickles up your spine. You want to run away from the door as fast as possible like you did as a kid, playing ding-dong-ditch. You stand and hold your breath, listening to the flutter of your heart. Your organs slosh inside your body as you shift your weight from one foot to the other. Soon, the day will oscillate into night. You didn't tell anyone what you were doing, only that you were going. They wouldn't know where to look if you disappeared. She swings the door open and appears in its frame. You start. She matches the picture from her social media profile; you don't know what else you were expecting. She is short and slight, and has dark hair pulled back from her head in a practical, messy bun. Her skin is the color of watered-down milk: so translucent that you can see cataracts of veins swooping through her wrists and neck. The first thing she says to you: "I take it that you're the journalist. Mona, right?"

"The one and only."

"I would tell you that you look like the painting, but I'm sure you've heard that one enough times to want to drive an icepick through your own forehead. So I'll shut up." You laugh in spite of yourself. She inclines her head to you, a challenge. "Well," she says. "Come in. I don't bite." You step past her. You'll see about that.

[lightofunova]

The Sleepover Has Concluded!!

Thank you everyone for participating in my first ever community event! This was incredibly fun to host and create assets and backgrounds for! I had a blast hosting for you all, and I hope everyone really enjoyed participating in it, or at least watching along!

I will be taking a break from this blog as the event has undoubtedly caused me to burnout a smidge haha. Alotta art in just a short amount of time. I will of course be back as soon as I feel up to it! However you'll catch me running other blogs or doing other things and art in the meantime. (Like the new blog @distorteddiamonds wink wink)

Raffle Winners!!!

It is my pleasure to announce our raffle winners! Thank you everyone once again for supporting me for so long over the past year! I cannot state how much fun it's been to get to know everyone, and the fact so many of you enjoy my work makes me so happy! But before I ramble more...

Congratulations to @hoodies-monster-ranch for winning the gijinka design!! And congratulations to @pokepalsarchive for winning the icon!! Please be sure to DM me so I can grant you your prizes!!!

In Closing...

I will be finishing up a few interactions here that I wish to continue as I stated in my last post, but they will most likely all be text based haha.

Out of all the secrets at the event, 2/4 were discovered! Through interactions or appearances of unlikely characters, they were unlocked!

Zapdos will be leaving the event withouut his orb!! Let's hope he doesn't get scolded by Ryuki when he gets home.

And of course, Reshi has plenty of new friends she adores very very much, and cherishes the ones she already had that much more. Thank you again to everyone for participating!! I hope to see you very soon!! ;))