#int. indigo.

[kazvvha]

@indgos​, @percvz​ y @bvnsh3​ han enviado MIEDO

‘ ¿no tienes una linterna o algo? ’ usaría su celular, pero la poca batería que tiene no le permite tal acción ‘ no me gusta mucho este lugar, no puedo ver bien con la luz roja ’ nunca es una buena señal una iluminación que no sea natural o, en su defecto, de luz blanca ‘ o mejor, ¿sabes por donde vinimos? creo que me quiero ir a mi casa ’

[noisycaa]

@indgos​ ha enviado CONFUSIÓN

la explosión y las palizas que le dieron durante esa última misión la dejaron un poco tonta. cuando despertó en una cama de hospital esperaba ser de esas personas que inexplicablemente aprenden otro idioma, pero no, terminó con un par de neuronas menos y ahora no sabe sí realmente está viendo conocidos en la calle o si está imaginando cosas ‘ yo te conozco ’ se para delante de él, esperando que realmente se trate de una persona y no de una imaginación suya, producto de los golpes ‘ hace poco me defendiste en ese chat. jamás te pude dar las gracias ’

[rvidenz]

CHOQUE  CON THORAN, INDIGO y ZENKO 📍  subsuelo c.

los espejos sin lugar a duda era el peor nivel de todos, obligándolo a caminar con la mirada baja todo el tiempo al no soportar su propio reflejo. todo el tiempo persiguiéndolo, mirándolo de vuelta. lo detestaba. estaba concentrado en caminar la mirada puesta en la punta de sus zapatos que no se da cuenta cuando termina chocando con otra silueta haciéndolo perder el equilibrio.  ‘  lo siento, no te vi.  ’   se disculpa aún con mirada baja, sosteniéndose de uno de los espejos con su codo, todavía sin levantar la cabeza.    (   @thorvn​ @indgos​ @zcnkko​  )  

[ranger-kellyn]

it's like i so badly want to work on my scarlet/violet fic but whenever i pull up the docs i just...freeze

[blakelivelygf]

vistara has never been on time but it is has also never done anything wrong in its life

[galaxia-art]

[image description: an illistration of all the one for all holders from the anime my hero academia. they’re all holding hands in a chain, in order of succession, with all might and deku in the bottom foreground, all the way to the first user at the top in the background, and behind him is all for one’s hand reaching for his head from the top of the image.

they’re in the ofa mindscape, surrounded by green tinted smoke framing them in a triangle shape, and behind them is beams of rainbow light reaching outwards. where each of their hands are holding, there’s a light emitting int he colour theme of the previous holder, and where all might is, the light is brighter and shining and he’s holding it out for izuku who is reaching towards that light. end id]

i am absolutely going to have to edit colours later so i can make this into a print.

EDIT: did indeed make this as a print! here it is

also fun fact i coloured this al before 6, 4, 3, and 2nd’s colours were revealed. like a day before. and then my art program crashed and i lost all the colouring. life was telling me i needed to slow down a bit there.

anyway im super proud of this!! dont have time to do much big drawings so this was. a pain but i’m very happy!

also close up’s and alternate colours under the cut

[id: close ups of all of them, and unshaded close ups of the 6th, 4th, 3rd, and 2nd users with different colours. 3rd and 2nd have the same clothes, but 2nd has a slightly more reddish and lighter hair, while 3rd has a light purple. 4th has pale pink hair and light purple eyes, and indigo and black clothes. 6th has a slightly blue tinted jacket with grey arm bandages, and blue eyes. end id]

[thecomicallysillyjester]

hello, Hello!!

I'm the owner of this blog! You can call me Jest or Jester, but I don't go by anything specific^^

Let's start with who can and can't interact!

(This also counts as what I can write for, but only fanoms I've mentioned by name)

CAN (INT)

-Garten of Banban

-Poppy Playtime

-Dayshift at Freddy's

-Five nights at Freddy's

-Rainbow Friends

-The Amazing Digital Circus

-KinitoPET

-Childs play

-Sally Face

-Amanda the adventurer

-Undertale/Deltarune

-Minecraft

-Baldi's Basics

-Mr Hopps playhouse

-TAWOG

-MSM (My singing monsters)

-Amphibia

-The Owl house

-Gravity Falls

-Indigo Park

-anyone basically who isn't problematic or has an overly problematic fandom!

DON'T (DNI)

-The basic DNIs (p3d0s, cr3eps, pr0shippers/c0mshippers, ect.)

-Z00s

-Racists

-Transphobes

-homophobes

-anybody with a really problematic fandom

Getting the dos and don'ts aside– hello, yes, I am both a writer and an artist! There are rules to what you can and can't request!

Can

-Ships

-one-shots

-drabbles

-scenerios

-headcanons

-platonic/romantic stuff

-yanderes

-anything that can be fit with the upper things!

(More to be added)

Don't

-pr0ships/c0mships

-disgusting stuff

-NSFW/NSFT

-I can not do request for fandoms I'm not in or haven't been in due to the lack of knowledge

anything that romanticizes disabilities or fetishizing them.

-abuse

-sa/anything related to that

(More to be added)

If you do send in a request, I will need you to specify what you want it to be (art or writing, ect.)

Ok so– let's put down a ground with ships?-

I'm fine with any and all ships! (Aslong as they aren't problematic)

I go by He/him/they/them

-My birthday is on January 19 (01/19)

Requests are open! If you're interested, please do request as I am currently running on three(3) tamales and mango juice^^

[aftermathfanfic]

DnDucks 2

Did this again, this time for Lena, Violet, Della and Magica de Spell! Information is under the Read More thing.

I feel like I should do something with these.

Lena Sabrewing

Floating above you is a duck with a luminescent white and blue costume, her eyes and the tips of her front head-feathers gleaming with magical power.

Age: 18 (mentally) Alignment: Chaotic Good Class/Level: Sorcerer 6 (arcane bloodline) Ability Scores: STR 10, DEX 15, CON 14, INT 13, WIS 8, CHA 18

Once the unwilling shadowy servant of Magica de Spell, Lena Sabrewing is an accomplished sorceress and one of the most powerful allies of House McDuck. Specifically, her loyalty is to Webby Vanderquack, with whom she is practically an older sister to. She has eschewed most of the formal titles offered to her, content with having a normal life – or as normal as one’s life can be in Duckland.

Unlike the other characters I’ve discussed, Lena is not a duck – technically, she is what is known as a “fetchling”, a being crafted entirely from shadowstuff. As a fetchling, she has slight resistance to cold and electricity, and she can blend into darkness to become harder to see and hit. She can use her innate shadow magic to weave illusory disguises, though she is loathe to use these abilities, preferring to use magic unrelated to shadow.

As a sorcerer, Lena can use her magic much more often than a wizard or cleric at the cost of a much more limited spellbook. She only has a handful of spells in her repertoire, which she uses in creative and efficient ways, such as flying invisibly in the sky, unnoticed until she rains a shower of magic missiles down on her opponents. She also uses her magic to mess with people when she’s bored – causing object to levitate, turning your house keys invisible, that sort of thing.

Violet Sabrewing

This indigo-feathered warrioress points her crossbow at you from afar, her eyes cold, calculating, yet curious.

Age: 16 Alignment: Neutral Class/Level: Ranger 3/Wizard 1 Ability Scores: STR 12, DEX 17, CON 14, INT 14, WIS 14, CHA 8

Another friend of Webby, Violet is one of the Woodchuck rangers of Duckland, tasked with protecting the natural world from monsters, magic, and all manner of unnatural creations. They eschew the divine magics employed by rangers in other parts of the world, instead relying on their weapon skills, traps, and their allies.

That, however, changed for Violet when she discovered an enchanted amulet, once wielded by the shadow witch Magica de Spell. Through that amulet, she discovered a world of untapped power, and she began fervently researching the arcane, the eldritch, and the unknown. She even discovered a talent for arcane spellcasting, studying as a novice wizard alongside training as a ranger.

Crossbows are Violet’s weapon of choice, and she has learned to use them with incredible efficiency. She can shoot, reload, and shoot a crossbow again faster than most people can blink, and she specialises in taking down the undead. Her magical focus, in fact, is the art of necromancy, which she can use to weaken her foes and control wandering undead.

Della Duck

This dishevelled duck wears a blue scarf and a pilot’s outfit, with a pair of goggles resting on her forehead. Her left leg is a metallic, roughshod contraption.

Age: 42 Alignment: Chaotic Good Class/Level: Fighter 8/Artificer 4 Ability Scores: STR 15, DEX 15, CON 13, INT 15, WIS 8, CHA 15

Della Duck is the twin sister of Donald, mother of the Duck triplets, and a ferociously ambitious adventurer. She was thought dead for many years after an experiment gone awry stranded her on the Astral Plane for ten years. She isn’t quite as reckless as she used to be, having learned from her mistakes, but she hasn’t lost her adventurous edge.

Della is primarily a fighter, accustomed to fighting blade to blade. She no longer fights with her magic sword Asteria, which is now in Dewey’s hands, but with a longspear built from a meteoric metal, gifted to her by a friend she met in the stars. She also has a few levels in artificer – stranded in the Astral Sea, she had to build a rocket to get back home herself, with very little help, and she picked up a few tools of the trade in the process.

Della is not afraid to leap head-first into combat. She eschews the shield in favour of two-handing her spear, using it to knock aside enemy blows and skewer her foes. Her artificer magic allows her to quickly construct magic items or enhance her gear with power, making her a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.

Magica de Spell

Cackling above you, this mad witch sports a midnight black dress and has sickly green feathers. In her hands is a black sceptre, with a glowing violet gem at its tip.

Age: ??? Alignment: Chaotic Evil Class/Level: Sorcerer 18 (shadow bloodline) Ability Scores: STR 8, DEX 14, CON 14, INT 14, WIS 10, CHA 20

One of the most feared enemies of House McDuck, Magica de Spell is an accomplished and deadly sorceress whose speciality is in shadow magic. She can bring shadows to life, conjure impenetrable darkness, step into one shadow and reappear from another… her powers are almost limitless. And there is rumour that she now tries to push the limits of her magic even further, in an attempt to cheat death itself.

Like most arcane spellcasters, Magica relies heavily on her magical abilities to get through combat. She has no martial prowess to speak of, but neither does she need it – few have the opportunity to get close to her before being blasted by shadowy lightning, accosted by shadow monsters, or just simply disintegrated by her magics. Her arrogance is almost always her downfall, underestimating her enemies or lacking the foresight to come up with escape plans beyond just teleporting away.

Her retinue of servants consists primarily of shadowy undead that sap the strength from their victims. Very rarely does she enlist the help of more intelligent or powerful servants, and she never makes an alliance with a fellow sorcerer. She knows full well that, like herself, her peers rarely honour sworn oaths when limitless power is on the line.

[pokemon-ash-aus]

O ash da sua AU de falsos irmãos ganhou a liga Pokemon , se sim como ? Ele mesmo batalhou com o leon ,maga evoluiu talvez ( amei a mega forma x )

Rough Translation:

Has your false brother AU's ash won the Pokemon league, if so how? He himself battled with leon, mage evolved maybe (I loved the mega form x)

Ash eventually wins the league later down the line in Sinnoh and Eventually Kalos (He doesnt participate int he Unova) but he doesnt become champion in either after loosing to the respective champions.

He doesnt use himself in battle mostly because he's not his own Pokemon! Technically, He's Indigo's Pokemon!

[willwoodlover222]

What you can expect here!

Hey! Welcome to my silly blog. I mainly reblog stuff and mess with my epic friends Super and Alex!!! I post about me and my friends series!! The main series I might post about is Isle of Incarnates (IOI) I dont only post about these though! I'm in quite a few fandoms. I mainly just repost things I find cool! Some of the other things you can expect to see here are: Will Wood (save me aijgruuhjdgdhuj) Ultrakill Indigo Park Regretevator One Wheat Mark And occasionally FPE & ISAT! I might be more active on Twitter, so make sure to check me out there!

[kazvvha]

@indgos​ ha enviado ALEGRÍA

hece ya varias semanas que tiene la teoría de que chicago no es tan grande como parece, porque siempre se cruza a las mismas personas. o quizás el vínculo de alew no permite que aún se separen ‘ ¡indigo! ’ agita su mano en el aire para saludarlo mientras camina sonriente hacia él, olvidándose por unos momentos de que su madre no se encuentra muy lejos del lugar y podría aparecer en cualquier momento a interrumpir el encuentro ‘ ¿cómo estás? qué sorpresa encontrarte por aquí, pensé que no volvería a verte ’

[jarh-ate-jam]

Information!~

Hello!! I am yet again re-doing my blog boundaries/info, so apologies if I keep doing this but I swear this should be the last one I do

Please call me; Chris / JaRH

[Last updated : 9/9/24]

WARNING; I might upload stuff from fandom's people don't like, just because i upload stuff from it doesn't mean I'm in the fandom it could be just that i enjoy the story or something about it. Just a small warning just incase i upload something from something you don't like. Thank you for understanding - chris

Also feel free to use my art as Pfps if you want as long as you credit! - Chris

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That's all for now~ thanks for reading <3

And have a nice day! <3

[rvidenz]

♡       COMPRAS       ——  con  @indgos​ 

‘    ¿estás seguro?   ’   le pregunta ahora, sosteniendo chaqueta de cuero entre sus manos, alzando aquel gancho frente a él sin lograr convencerlo.  ‘   no lo sé, algo así le quedaría mucho mejor a mi hermano mayor... a mi... no me van este tipo de chaquetas.   ’  arruga su nariz mientras niega con su cabeza. su hermano, alguien mucho más apuesto seguro si se veía bien.   ‘   ¿por qué mejor no te la pruebas tú?   ’

[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

I wrote a little backstory for my Roguish Tav from Baldur's Gate 3

Asma hailed from Baldur’s Gate’s Outer City; born to a pair of needy guild agents, who schooled them in the ways of the blade and bow from a tender age. A failed Counting House heist, however, landed Asma’s parents behind bars, and the fifteen year-old Asma turned to picking pockets, running cons, and burgling Upper City houses to scrape by and pay off their parents’ bail. With skills they were honing showing more promise than any coin, Asma would stage a dramatic prison break that freed their parents and thirty-two other prisoners from the depths of the barracks, though at the cost of their own freedom. This was the last they ever saw or heard from their parents; something that wounded them more than their three years of imprisonment ever could. However, word of the fateful escape operation travelled down the River Chionthar, and Asma would find unlikely saviors in the Purple Masks; a thieves’ guild from Iriaebor who’d seen potential in the young rogue. Under the guidance of the guild, Asma left Baldur’s Gate behind and began leading the mercenary��s life; following not a path of justice or heroism but a solitary path of survival in an unforgiving world. With nearly a decade of guild assignments under their belt, the arts of infiltration, manipulation, and assassination have become second nature to Asma. They have even earned themselves a hefty bounty on their head across the Sunset Vale under the moniker of the Wolf’s Bane; reportedly because catching a glimpse of their violet hair was just as deadly as handling the poisonous flower. Fiercely independent— armed with a silver tongue and the piercing silver of their blades— Asma can squeeze an advantage out of the most desperate of situations; if not over, then through.

Name: Asma (discarded surname)

Alias: Wolf’s Bane (in the Sunset Vale)

Pronouns: They/Them

Race: Human (Variant)

Class: Rogue (Assassin) Lvl 12 🗝️🗡️💀

Background: Criminal

STR: 8, DEX: 20, CON: 12, INT: 14, WIS: 12, CHA: 16

Feats: Sharpshooter and Mobile

Born: 1st Nightal, 1466 DR, Stonyeyes, Baldur’s Gate

Age: 25 during the Absolute Crisis (Eleasis & Eleint, 1492 DR) & 26 during the Reunion (Alturiak, 1493 DR)

Height: 5’7” (169 cm)

Weight: 128 lbs (58 kg)

Skin: Brown

Eyes: Brown (lots of eyeliner)

Hair: Violet-Indigo (dyed; naturally Black)

[lindsayrps]

too close to the fire

after a few days here, indigo loses count of how many men go down.

a few months and the numbers become so unfathomable that he tries not to think about it. he compartmentalizes it, pushes it deep down into a box in the dark recesses of his mind where it doesn’t bother him when it’s not supposed to. it’s the only way to survive, really, and he knows that he’s one of the lucky ones to be able to do this without it interfering with his ability to get the job done day in and day out. if he thinks about it too much, he’ll start thinking about how he might not be so lucky next time and it could be him bailing out and floating somewhere over germany as he watched his plane dive and go up in flames, leaving those he’d left behind to grapple with his fate, whatever it might’ve been.

death would’ve been a mercy, then, because he thinks that is the worst thing he could’ve done to anyone, eliza included.

but another mission goes south like they all seem to lately. he doesn’t know how many men make it back but it’s less than what they’d left with. all he knows is he’s lucky to make it back in one piece, even luckier to be able to land his plane on the runway without crashing it, an engine sputtering after a spray of flak somewhere over germany. he takes a minute for himself, in the cockpit, watching as the mechanics zoom across the runway in their jeeps towards them before climbing out as they come to a stop in front of his plane.

"how bad is it?" he asks, pulling off his helmet.

"not the worst I’ve seen but," one of them starts, ducking under the wing to get a closer look at some of the damage. "you’re not gonna be flyin’ it for a while, at least."

indigo glances skyward. of course he would get grounded, at worst, or have to find a new bird to fly, something that is only marginally better. he sighs. "right, thanks guys."

he steps away, watching as the returning men load themselves into the back of trucks to head for interrogation without saying so much as a word to each other. indigo thinks he’ll climb on the one david’s standing in front of but he waves them off and stands there, instead, hands on the back of his head and staring out into the open field across from them.

"you good?" indigo asks, approaching from the side.

david shrugs and, for a second, indigo thinks he’ll just leave it at that and they can go but then he says, "you know how many went down?"

"no."

"too many." a pause. "another empty cot, another footlocker sent home, another moment of silence at the club. gettin’ real tired of it, man."

"i know." indigo isn’t really sure what else there is to say. he’s been there, too, packing up personal belongings, writing letters to loved ones back home to give them the worst news they could possibly ever hope to get from someone they don’t even know but who knew their father, brother, son, husband. "we’re all tired."

david scoffs, hands dropping from his head to his waist as he fully turns towards indigo. "that’s all you’ve got to say?"

"hatch, come on." he thought they’d been over this weeks ago with rex. he had been the idiot pulling flak out and bleeding all over the place, it wasn’t something that david should’ve had to bear witness to but he’d known the risks—they all had and they’d still climbed into those planes time and time again. this was never going to be a walk in the park. none of them should’ve ever thought it would’ve or should’ve been.

"how many of your friends have to die before you start showin’ some damn emotion, huh?" david challenges, "who’s it gonna take? sid? elliot?" a beat, "me?"

"you think i don’t give a shit? that i don’t think about what I’d have to say in a letter to your folks if i ever had to send one?" indigo asks. "it’s all i think about when i wake up every morning."

"could’ve fooled me."

"you’re a real bastard, you know that, right?" indigo fires back, anger climbing. they’ve never fought before, not over this. indigo trusted david with his damn life and if he had to climb into a plane with him with everything on the line, he knew he wouldn’t even question it for a second. that he was doubting how much indigo cared about him, or any of the other men, and their wellbeing during every mission was, frankly, insulting. at this point, he thinks david is goading him into an argument, a reason to throw punches and get all of that anger out and he doesn’t want to do it anymore. "get on a jeep to interrogation or i’ll drag your ass there myself."

it’s all but an order and a threat, though, indigo doesn’t bother looking back when he walks away. he goes to interrogation and, a few hours later, gets a better update on the status of his plane. still looking at being grounded for more than a few days but they’d probably have something else he could fly in the meantime, if he wanted.

he didn’t know if he did.

by nightfall, indigo thinks he’s calmed down enough from his row with david to go for a drink at the club. it’s more subdued than usual but that’s to be expected and most of the usual crowd isn’t here. he thinks he saw elliot at the clubmobile listening to jazz records with the red cross girls on his way over and sid was probably in his bunk reading whatever book he could get his hands on, a tactic he does to wind down after missions indigo’s learned. not having to make any stops along the way, he quietly winds his way to the bar and signals for two drinks. david sits on the end opposite him, flicking his lighter open and shut but not bothering to light a cigarette up.

when the drinks are set down in front of him, indigo quickly picks them up and works over to the other side of the bar, sliding onto the stool next to david. silently, indigo pushes one of them towards him before lifting the other to take a drink. david contemplates the glass in front of him, as if he was trying to assess whether indigo had had the time to poison it in the time it took for him to get from one end of the bar to the next but decides, apparently, that it wasn’t possible before downing most of it in one go.

"we good?" david asks.

"yeah," indigo says, "we’re good."

[chibimochii]

Bc you asked.....i present to you....Ler scara ,, warnign this is so long , so uh feel free to put a "keep reading" button since. ler scara is making me feel all flustered rn

((also if ever you respond to thisss, is it okay you uhm tag this with the 🦋 anon tagg? if its okay with you ofcc,, this is for like easy access hsh

Now....Ler scara

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writing this was NOT EASY btw i felt all tingly and giggly just by typing this all out

- This guy is HUGE on revenge tks,,, like the moment of opportunity comes by, he can AND will get his revenge. also tckles you if he is in the mood

- Likes to pin his lee down to make sure his chances of winning are high

- [coughs] my huge weakness.....teasy/flirty scara.....imagine as he wrecks you, he likes to get near your ear, whispers evilly and smirks when he sees your face flush a deeper red or your laughter gets louder (it brings him a MASSIVE EGO BOOST...)

-Along with teasing... i feel like he would go "Ah, ah, ah~ Where do you think you're going, hm?~" im weak. im goddamn weak for this. if he says this to me im immediately dead.

-Laughs along with his lee. Dont, and i repeat dont look at his eyes when hes tckling you , youre going to die bc of how his indigo eyes seems to glow with that smirk of his is looking at you (i cant even type this fully my face is heating up rn holy shit)

-if his lee says a safeword or he notices that theyre near or at their limit, he will slow down to more gentle tkles,, and will hold you for a bit while you take in air, stroking your hair gently

-Will love to use the methods that makes you squeal, cackle and giggle the most (hes so evil). if youre sensitive on your tum/torso, he will spider his fingers all over it and, blows huge raspberries on your navel (the devious joy he gets when he hears you cackle and try to crawl away from his grip makes him grin widely)

-or if youre also senstive on your neck (and is close to you), he likes to wrap his legs and arms around your body to keep you still as he blows MORE raspberries on the nape of your neck . and also kisses and playfully nibbles there as you giggle helplessly

again this also makes him smug and smirk into your skin, chuckling lowly as all you can do is squirm and scrunch your shoulders up

-OR IF. your back is senstive he scratches the area on your back where the collarbone would be on your upper back and claws your lower back to your sides, sliding a finger up and down ur spine

-Ribs,,, oh god goodluck, hes gonna have a fun time counting them all and nibbling on it,,, glances up at you before biting very gently and when he hears you squeal, he gets encouraged to continue

-Ears. im. im deceased. he chuckles, goddamn chuckles into your ear and enjoys when he sees your whole face burn up. if you try to scrunch your shoulders up or move your head away, he'll simply hold your head in place as he whispers devastatingly tcklish teases into your ears

-When you try to even run away from him, he uses his anemo to blow the wind towards him so that your body will fall right into his arms. So when your body collides against his own, you can only smile nervously as he pins you down

-If you even dare try to tckle him back while hes tckling you, he will be absolutely merciless and get you even worse than before.

-His teases has a slight sarcastic tone but its still so flustering qvaniidvdbdjd my midn is meltinwg my body is also [car crash noise]

-Absolutely does tk punishments , which also goes in hand with revenge tckles. if you get his hat , he will tckle you until you give it back, or if you (playfully no ill intent) insult him, he immediatelt goes for your worst spots until you apologize

yeah uh. ahahuwha godddd ler scara is making me melt int he brainajsdbj

-🦋 anon

Ah darn, I can’t make the thing shorter- BUT now I know for the future! Thanks everyone for being so nice and explaining it ^^

Ahem, yes, my favorite Scara provider hehe (don’t apologize for giving me ideas mwah!)

Lee Scara is something that would keep anyone awake at night. And he loves it, it’s like having a black cat. It’s pitch black in the room but you feel the chilling air that somethings in there with you. Then you notice two eyes staring at you…

Also, this is super random. But Scara and Xiao being (in my own opinion) associated with cats… purring? No sorry-?!