#moregreaterthan

[birds-multimuse-moved]

With the new Animal Crossing Game right around the corner, I decided to do something fun and draw other peep's characters/muses in an Animal Crossing Style!

(It took 8 hours to draw this and I'm not mentally stable enough to color it all in right now hcskefj)

[It's okay for the tagged people below to Reblog!]

Left to Right:

@rallytheskulls - PW

@ketzerhund - Dust

@spiritedoperetta - Grey

@xatudueye - Dexter

@galatealiberata - 06/Vi

@lxngfxrgxtten - Six

@tenebres-champ - Strelitzia

@moregreaterthan - Kronos

@parasightcd - Fyuga

@lycanrocspirit - Bozidar

@unmaskedchimera - RU-02

@origcmibird - Kubo

[noiretabby]

An imp from out of the blue! What does he have? An egg! For Streli!

Perfect dodge. 

❝ She’s a goner, sorry to tell you little gremlin. Here, how’s about you join her? ❞ 

Egg fling, go. 

[tenebres-champ-moved]

Ah, yes ... The Fanclub™.

@sextilleon​ @frcsgal​ @birds-multimuse​ @moregreaterthan​

[pokecommunitycenter]

@moregreaterthan / @shadowsthatmakeus  / @ghostlysands / @birdofwar / @toxicintent​ - An Anon Sent Some Love !

I'd love to give a shout out to moregreaterthan/shadowsthatmakeus /ghostlysands/birdofwar/toxicintent for their incredible ideas on taking the seven deadly sins and turning them into Pokemon. They all are incredibly interesting and she has fabulous headcanons that everyone should check out. She deserves all the love in the world and if you have the spare time, go take a read through her blogs. It's amazing, and so is she! (There's a reason our discord calls her "God?"!) - Anonymous

[lxngfxrgxtten]

They say Pokemon can sense the evil in others. Maybe that explains why a random Morgrem is here throwing an egg at Candle.

{一人で}➺ She BARLEY EVEN STEPS OUT OF THE WAY before chucking one of her own at the Pokemon.

[pinkrival]

@moregreaterthan​ said: He's wary about that Hatterene, but that won't stop him! He's come with another egg.

this time, hatterene didn’t see fit to help him.      ( or perhaps      SHE  HAD  SIMPLY  TIRED  OF  THE  HUMAN’S  SHENANIGANS. )      regardless, bede managed to dodge entirely of his own merit.

❝ don’t think i’m going to let you off      SO  EASILY  THIS  TIME. ❞      he returned fire with an egg of his own!

[primordialfell]

@moregreaterthan​ SAID:           ❝ I heard you granted wishes, but what's the catch? ❞

     “ O’ OUTCAST MINE, I OFFER YOU FREELY WHAT OTHERS TRIED TO TAKE. ”

     THE ARROGANCE OF MEN WAS SOMETHING ETERNATUS HAD NOT COMPREHENDED BEFORE NOW. So it was, however, that the power that the Virtuous Worm was something that no one, bet hey man, king, queen, or god, could harness without its permission. It refused every inquiry and demand they made of it, for does a wave agree not to break upon the sand, o’ reader mine?

     BETWEEN THE SHIMMER OF THE CANOPY IT COILED, the Tangle already submitted to its will when Titania gave her decree of IA to the WORM’s will. Truly, all in Galar was its domain now, and it looked down upon its Promised Land with succor and delight, and saw that it was good.

     “ NO MORE AM I A PARLEYING TRICKSTER THAN THE KIN THOU ARE ENTRENCHED WITH, FOR I AM THE VIRTUOUS WORM. LOOK UPON ME AND SEE THAT I AM GO[O]D. I BRING YOU NOT STRINGS BUT SHEARS WITH WHICH TO CUT YOUR OWN, FOR I AM THE GENEROUS WORM. ”

     AND SO IT WAS THAT IT STRETCHED TO ITS FULL IMMENSITY, a grandiose dislay of generosity and abnegation that naught offered a hint of deception. For the Honest Worm told the truth and the Virtuous Worm extended a hand in [amity] and it was good. No more could Eternatus lie than a bird could choose not to have a beak--falsehood was the ken of man, and Eternatus was so far beyond it.

[lyvandre]

🐤

[rallytheskulls]

📂 📂 📂 📂

Now hold on they’re filed away somewhere… || Accepting!

1 - PW really likes the Tanglewood out of all the places he’s visited in Galar so far! Something about the mysteriousness of the place really gets him interested and he’s taken the time to climb up in some of the trees to perch himself a better view. It’s the only other place he’s ever considered setting up a secret base.

2 - Speaking of secret bases; PW has one set in Alola! It’s based in Ten Carat Hill and it’s really comfy. It’s got a mix of more Hoenn traditional things in it then Alolan things, however. These include: - A feathered bed with a Altaria design - A small bush that grows various berries - A unique splice he obtained while in Unova- A Carvanha, Duskull, and Gulpin doll. They’re set ontop of a Glass Desk.- A Seviper PosterAnd a few other things that he’s obtained overtime.

3 - He’s been working on his Curry Dex somewhat extensively during his time in Galar actually, with him actually completed around 85 different types of curry by now! You’d be surprised how kind and considerate the random passerby is with giving out things to cook with are! His favorites so far have been Herb Medley and Tropical.

4 - PW himself hasn’t visited Unova very often, after his initial visit. Cerise has recently took up an interest in a ‘ friend ‘ and PW has gone to visiting with her here and there. He’s happy to have another person to be cookin for, especially one who has a liking for kinds PW has some experience in.

[o26]

“ i can read very well , actually —— ” ( he cannot... ) sincerely, @moregreaterthan​ ; (avery is a beta-cuck, open)

“You can?” Avery asks, with a fake sounding disbelief often reserved for small children. “What a smart little specimen you are. Simply exceptional. I’m quite lucky I’ve run into you actually. Since my eyesight is extremely poor, do you mind reading this leaflet aloud for me? I’d be forever in your debt.”

The leaflet:

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[birds-multimuse-moved]

[ x ] @moregreaterthan​

Kreacher can see the Morgrem start to pace around him, and he’s seen enough of other situations to guess a few reasons as to why, so he simply drops his gem and hops up to sit ontop of it. He trusts that the other won’t try anything, but Kreacher’s been through enough to know that one can never be too careful.

"𝐌𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥"

"𝐊𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐊𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠..."

"𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐊𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 ��𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐊𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞"

[a-handful-of-muses]

“ it’s better to expect disappointment. ” // from misc sentence starters, for any Pokemon muse

misc sentence starters | Accepting

   “’cause then, you’ll always be pleasantly surprised when something good happens!!!! Right?”

[tenebres-champ-moved]

Kreacher takes Strelitzia's left hand, dragging two large blankets behind him with his other hand, and would start leading her to the couch! "Come! Come! Come to bed! We heard you were having trouble sleeping!" ( 1 / 2 )

“ I’d be just more worried with you two ‘round. ”

Oh, she knew nobody was safe with these two imps about, for sure. And even with her around to keep check on them … 

… Well. Not that she had a choice, apparently. Strelitzia is forced on the couch, and she groans in protest as the two place pillows and blankets around and on her.

“ … 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺’𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬-𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 ? ”

A small snort. She tries to relax more against the pillows.

“ … Fine. But y’all better behave while I’m unconscious. ”

[magonumberfive]

“ sorry. no deal.” // From Interrogation Starters

Little shitstain. Just because he was a wild Pokemon didn’t mean he owned the whole damn woods. It was freezing out here! The cave was big enough for a while damn herd! 

“I’m just askin’ to be polite, but I don’t got any qualms forcin’ my way in.” That was a half lie-the less work he had to exert, the better. Buddy didn’t need to end up injured in this weather.

Actually……..

Shigehide spun his dufflebag to his front, rooting through the bag to pull out a half empty box of Twinkies. “What if I gave you a snack cake? You ever have one of these before?”

[lxngfxrgxtten]

He may have been gotten, but the fun has only just begun. A previously egged imp has come for the sweet egg tart that is 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦!

{再び行った}➺ “C’mon little guy… what was that?”

{一人で}➺ EASY DODGE, EASY MISS. Even if she didn’t exactly like fairies, that didn’t mean THIS ONE WAS SAFE! Here comes another egg!

[pinkrival]

@moregreaterthan​ said: From the shadows, an egg is launched.

as much as bede would have      LOVED  TO  TAKE  CREDIT  FOR  SUCH  A  DARING  EVASION ,      he couldn’t. in fact, the young gym leader hadn’t noticed the egg hurtling right for him at all —— thankfully,     HATTERENE  HAD ,      and it was only due to his fairy type partner’s quick thinking that he avoided getting hit. her clawed tentacle wrapped around his waist and unceremoniously lifted bede high up into the air as if he weighed nothing at all.     ( and he likely did, in the face of hatterene’s sheer strength. ) the egg whizzed by harmlessly, landing off somewhere in the trees with a SPLAT.

bede exhaled      A  SHAKY  SIGH  OF  RELIEF ,      quietly murmuring his thanks. oh arceus. it was starting.