#i think this one turned out well!!

[ask-dawnanddusk]

The Serpent Who Rules the Void

"To grow only small ~ Giving guidance for all ~ Seen while hardly known."

~

Now, the beginning of everything, as you very well know, starts in the Void. Here in this expanse of both all and Nothing, new dimensions spring forth. And it was here, when all was still New and young and being made, with so little realms formed, that Maksviah, already Old, laid her first egg.

We don't know exactly how or why this occurred; perhaps it was the alignment of her powerful magics, or maybe the Nothing wanted a beast of its own. In any case, this egg soon hatched into a shadowy, wispy, serpent-oid child whom she named Teniguris.

The two went nearly everywhere together, as Teniguris was still very fragile as a child. Maksviah showed her son the wonders of the physical world; the cool billow of the breeze, the warm rays of the young sun, the dim shine of the full moon, the earthy scent of the world after rain, and much, much more.

As Teniguris matured and Maksviah settled down, he decided to continue his travels and observed the changing world around him. He loved watching how the worlds grew and all the unique creatures within it fascinated him to no end.

This, along with his mothers teachings, made him fall in love with the world around him.

One day, however, Teniguris stumbled upon a world unlike the others. This one was malformed and lopsided, as if someone had ripped apart multiple realities and stitched them together in some monstrous and unstable thing.

Shocked and concerned beyond belief, Teniguris entered the Void in an attempt to figure out what had happened. He quickly found his answer.

You see, the Void is not only the place where all things rest, but it is also the place where most young Arceus form. Their small, ethereal bodies would, over time, solidify into what we recognize as the standard Arceus look, and they then go on to make their own realms.

Very few Arceus remember where they originate from, however in this case, one did. And they were not a kind god.

This Arceus had a twisted mind, and would hunt down the baby Arceus, so little and fragile, and steal their powers, killing them. It would then use these new abilities to experiment and build worlds that never should have existed.

Teniguris was enraged when he learned all of this, and a terrible battle broke out between the two, magics of creation and distortion clashing against each other.

The battle raged on for many, many months. The two hated each other deeply, and while eventually Teniguris did defeat his opponent, it did not come without a great cost.

The Void, their battle ground, had been nearly empty before, but now it was all but devoid of anything living. In his haste to defend the little ones who lived within the Void, he had unintentionally sealed their fate. They had not stood a chance against the magical waves of power emanating from the two, and had perished almost immediately.

Teniguris was heartbroken when he learned of this. His anger had blinded him, and innocents had paid the price for his ignorance.

He swore he would not make the same mistake again.

—

Over the next few years, Teniguris spent much of it in the Void. He carefully watched over any little Arceus who formed and was so, so careful with them, terrified of harming them as he had once done before. He guarded them, but dared not approach.

One day, however, he gained three visitors.

The first visitor came clad in Diamond and blue, large and unyielding.

The second visitor came cloaked in white and Pearl, sleek and sturdy.

The third visitor came gilded in gold and Platinum, slithering and mirage-like.

These were the first Dialga, Palkia and Giratina.

They had found their way here after many years of searching, and they shook at the sight of his form. Carefully, they approached him, each with their own problems.

The Dialga spoke first, explaining how it struggled to control time and balance all its duties. It had little time to do anything else. Teniguris thought of all he had seen and done, and said that it was not wrong to rely on those who care for it. He advised the other god to approach their Arceus and ask for aid. Learning to balance its work with others' help would lessen the stress placed upon it, and he was sure that their creator would be willing to help. Putting pride aside would be essential.

The Palkia spoke second, explaining how very few listened to them, and how it struggled to be firm with others. It feared its own power and anger. Teniguris thought of all he had seen and done, and said that yes, its power was great, and it had reason to fear losing control. But letting this fear control them would only do more harm than good. Learning to control both their emotions and power, finding healthy ways to bleed off anger, and building meaningful and healthy bonds would all be ways to mitigate this.

The Giratina spoke last, explaining how it had trouble understanding the mortal world, and how it feared that due to its previous violence it would never be loved. Teniguris thought of all he had seen and done, and said that whilst its past actions could not be changed, it could strive to be better in the future. He also suggested that the other Giratina travel the world and find wonder in the mundane. Perhaps it would never be as loved as other legends, however such worship was not something to strive for. What truly mattered was the close bonds it made with others in its life.

The three legends heard his words and thanked him for his advice, leaving soon after.

As Teniguris spoke, saw the struggles of others reflected on himself as well. He struggled with these things just as the young trio of creation had, and resolved to take his own advice.

From that point forward Teniguris worked to better himself in many ways. He raised each Arceus carefully, but with the kindness and firmness needed, until they were ready to leave him. Each one he saw beauty in and loved fiercely, despite how they were destined to forget him. And when they were ready, Teniguris would see them off with a smile.

~

"We built a world of wonder with our hearts."

[chloesimaginationthings]

There's doomed yuri... in my FNAF ruin?

[hinamie]

corvidae

[choochooboss]

[ale-arro]

been going a little bit insane about this sentence from Ace by Angela Chen for the past week

[panstarry]

my final from last semester that i made into a zine. cooked this one up in a couple hours before the critique (the ink was still wet!), so it's very raw and kind of sloppy but the sentiment is there. i love you trans people of color. we are the backbone of this community 🌟

[teh-inggris]

pvp civ nation...... this aint much but pls take my contribution for this series bc im going insane i love hate this man so much get him out of my head

[wasyago]

on a lunch break

[mohntilyet]

illario as the grandchild that is most like caterina is something i'm loving to chew on. the grandson that took her lessons to heart the most. kill anyone who sees your face and knows your name, "we are not revolutionaries", the first out of the two to prioritise the contract. power at any cost, and the only one to lean into the unnecessary abuse that their grandmother told them was tradition. why is anyone surprised he allied with the venatori? and then there's illario's considerable skill in infiltration and manipulating any mark, he has always had the charisma that lucanis lacked. illario isn't attached, he has/can/will use someone and immediately drop them; "that does free me from promises i don't intend to keep". he can lie about how much he cares so well that he fools a magister into believing he loves her. he kills zara without hesitation to cover his own tracks, meanwhile lucanis blindly promises a young girl in the middle of a siege that he will help her find her father. even the lessons about family stick with him, and in this entire messy power struggle, he never actually orders anyone to directly kill caterina or lucanis, not until he's backed into a corner.

and even after all that. despite even lucanis believing illario should be first talon, lucanis is still the better killer. illario is not strong enough to be the brutal assassin caterina needs him to be. so when lucanis seems to fill the role his mother left, grief and love for her dead heir apparent remains, and any of the other qualities caterina needs in her next talon doesn't matter. whatever his mother was, lucanis has to be. what illario does doesn't matter, because he will always be second best to caterina's memory of her favored daughter.

[zecoritheweirdone]

wanna preface this by saying that i am. So normal. anyway i just spent the last week redrawing scenes from mystery skulls animated but as that hermitcraft au i posted about a couple times. you guys should watch msa it is. so so good.

[lotus-pear]

"feels like we could go on for forever this way.." (x)

[redbean-nom]

Mand'alor and Fett

also a plain color and lineart version

(seriously every generation with a named Fett features at least one of them being the Mand'alor's best friend or family)

[egophiliac]

So how’s ride kamens going for you as I just pulled my self together long enough to read the other half of the current main story

I've been working on catching up on the event stories since they announced the upcoming main story update! (I totally bombed the last few events...they're so fast-paced and I just didn't have time...😭)

and then of course they went and dropped THIS on us today

(you don't understand, I LOVE Tajador and I already love the two blurry frames they've given us of non-silhouetted Kelka, I'm ready to absolutely lose my shit come the announcement/reveal(?) stream on Thursday --)

[hinamie]

round 2 of prelim designs for @philosophiums n my lovechild of an au

first year trio

[arielluva]

look within

[anna-scribbles]

they should've been at the club(infertility treatment centers)