“Woe, snowrunt be upon ye” They are bonding with their local ghost man.
Ingo brings gifts of baby pokemon and tries to be helpful. He is very climbable and no one can tell me that he woudn’t just completely ignore what people say about pokemon. If dangerous why friend shaped then? He does get hurt because of this but that will not stop him.
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ngl one of my favorite revival era decisions was making Jenny one of the begrudging Tugger fans. Like, I wouldn’t say she’s etcetera or even Bombalurina level interested but she’s more there for vibes, and Jellylorum is just silently judging but also “…..very well” about it, the whole time and just follows Jenny around.
Also, I like how it gives the oldies group a more varied opinion of Tugger rather then them all acting as a unit, I imagine she acted in a similar vein when Bustopher was younger and the talk of town. And Jellylorum had a “here we go again” expression on.
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one thing ive been wanting to do for my conworld is invent some sports. came up with this idea yesterday:
there's typically 3 or 4 evenly spaced apart (5-20m away from each other) trees, but can be more depending on field and team size
trees thickness can vary but are usually somewhat thick, can also be replaced by movable poles so field size can be adjusted depending on how many players there are
space in middle is clear, ground is usually just dirt
1-3 players are assigned to each tree
each player/team has to hit the opponent team's tree and avoid their own tree being hit
hitting a tree gets you a point, getting hit loses a point
once a certain number of points, typically ranging between 5 and 10, is reached by one team, they win
trees and players are marked with colourful cloths for easy identification
ball is usually made from leather stuffed with wool or feathers
players are only allowed to touch the ball with their feet and knees, but not their hands or other body parts
if ball is touched with forbidden body part, that team loses the ball, and whichever enemy's tree they were closest to, that team gets the ball
shoving other players or being otherwise overly aggressive isn't tolerated and results in point loss or disqualification
if tree is hit, that tree's team gets the ball. one player stands at the base of their tree and kicks it to a teammate, or if only one player, they just start playing again from the tree
who has the ball first is decided by random chance, like pulling coloured stones out of a bag, or often if there's only one player per tree, who the youngest person is
the ball can't go outside the field. if that happens, whichever team's tree it was closest to when it exited, that team gets the ball barring the team that kicked the ball out
obviously inspired a lot by soccer in some parts but still different enough for my taste. am curious if something like this already exists, i did do a bit of research into ancient sports but really only took a cursory look and didn't find anything quite like this
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why am I on the verge of tears you ask? oh nothing i'm just imagining Petyr calling Shadowheart "Shadow" as a nickname first, then slowly transitioning to calling her "Heart" as they grow closer and start sorta-dating, and landing on "my Heart" by the endgame
because he's fucking insufferable like that and I hate him
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be my dad, standing behind your youngest son at a family dinner with a bone-cracking grip on his shoulder to keep him and his temper in check, shaking your head in confusion as he mutters "hozier would never" after your step-father said something very rude about women.
what is a hozier and what makes it more hozey than hozey, in it's nuetral state?
this thought plagues you for many years, keeping you up at night.
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A coworker told me a sexual joke and I was like how dare you... Then I remembered I'm in fact a grown ass adult.
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a friend convinced me to go to a mensa pub night thing tonight, but no one else showed up, so we went to order pasta instead at the place next door and honestly that was much much better than the pub anyway, bc it was much quieter and also the friend in question is very nice to talk to, so it was just a huge W all in all
also i got to try a mussel from his pasta, which was extremely scary but actually not so bad in the end 🙏
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