#mountain dweller

[earthworms-worm]

I'm posting this here and now because I'm going to be in the Netherlands visiting my brother for a week, so have a comic I made in two and a half days because I had an idea and couldn't stop lol

The creatures on the bridge have a mother that is considered an Old God in their universe, (her design may change in the future, but this is what I've got so far). The words for the comic were borrowed from a song I listened to a few weeks ago and I went "huh, I could use that", anyway, enjoy!

[ryunumber]

Yoki from dwellers empty path?

Yoki does not have a Ryu Number.

(clarification below)

No, the Yoki plush in Deltarune is not a valid appearance.

[decadentdeviation]

Almost certainly dwelling in a drippy cold mountain cave system near you

[wizardnuke]

imagine living in la. willingly.

[dromaeo-sauridae]

babies !

pegasi give live birth, and are among the best (and fiercest) parents in cassandra. they generally have 1-3 foals at a time, and mate for life. young pegasi reach full size at around 2 years, and reach sexual maturity at 3 years

pictured are a cliff dweller mother and her young foal resting on top of the cliffs that give them their name, and a mountain raptor father checking in on his foal in the eastern mountains

[punk-pins]

I have a work stalker again and like he’s harmless I think just very weird. But this time it’s difficult to show disinterest bc he comes in and tries to talk to me about my chemical romance. And I LOVE to talk abt my chemical romance. just not with you michael sorry :(

[twilight-skies]

I’ve been binging Martyn’s pov of Third Life (having originally watched Grian’s) and man I wanna make an animatic of Dogwarts/the Red Winter War set to Go To War (by Nothing More) SOOO BADDD

[windfighter]

Could you write digimon frontier where someone finds/falls into one of Grumblemons burrows? Or just something about him. (He is very underrated)

I tried, but it turned out to be more about Fairymon ops x,x

Takes place after the end of Frontier, when the kids have gone home and the legendary warriors are the new guardians of the digital world:

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Winding Tunnels

The ground disappeared beneath Fairymon’s feet. She yelped, fell. Her wings beat behind her, kept her from crashing completely. She landed gently on a secret second ground, hidden below the first. Tilted her head and listened to the sounds of the area. Wind howled, swept through tight corridors. A tunnel. Several even, a whole system. Had a Drimogemon made it to her area? She put her hand to the wall, followed it deeper.

The tunnels went in all kinds of directions. She listened for the wind, let it guide her through them. Through very tight corridors where the wind whistled high notes for her, and through wider tunnels where it was but a whisper. She didn’t know how long she had walked, but her feet were starting to ache.

”What are you doing here?”

Fairymon tilted her head at the voice. Grottomon.

”I could ask you the same thing”, she answered.

The air was a lot more still in this place, the wind quieter. A cave. Fairymon’s wings beat, lifted her from the ground and she flew over to where she could sense Grottomon.

”I found your tunnel in my area”, she explained.

Didn’t land. Grottomon moved around, but didn’t look at her. She didn’t look at him either, but the movements in the air told her where he was. Unthreatening.

”The ground is my area”, he answered.

Simple as that. Fairymon didn’t agree.

”The mountains are your area, not the Soyokaze village and surrounding forest.”

She put her hands to her side.

”We split the world in ten areas to not step on each other’s toes after the incident”, she continued. ”We should all honor that arrangement until the Angels are back.”

”Don’t think I don’t know about you sneaking over to Ranamon”, Grottomon answered.

Fairymon’s cheeks felt hot. She crossed her arms over her chest.

”That’s… a different matter”, she said.

”Uhu.”

He knocked on one of the walls, shuffled around and knocked again, probably preparing for another tunnel. Fairymon sighed. She wasn’t angry and Grottomon obviously though she was.

”I just want to know why”, she said. ”And to know where the tunnels are so no other digimon get lost in here.”

”Are you lost?” Grottomon asked.

There was laughter in his voice. Fairymon clenched her hands, stretched her back to look more assertive.

”Of course not!”

She was so lost, but she could always follow the wind out. Grottomon laughed.

”Faster travel”, he said. ”Been over to The Dark Continent a bit lately.”

”Why are you…”

”Wolfmon and I had some things to discuss”, he said.

What exactly he didn’t say. Fairymon didn’t ask.

”I am not spying on you or whatever you’re implying”, Grottomon continued.

Moved to another area of the room. It was big, Fairymon couldn’t hear the wind reach the walls. It seemed to gather somewhere above her. Probably a vent or something. Maybe she could get out that way.

”My area’s not big enough”, he continued.

They had split the world in ten equal areas. One for each of the legendary warrior, since tensions had been high after the humans left. Fairymon was just about to point it out.

”All Dig-mons are in my area”, Grottomon continued. ”No tunnels allowed anywhere else and they need to dig. The Digmons, the Armadillomons, the Drimogemons. Me. We need to dig, it’s in our data. There’s almost no ground left to dig in here.”

He turned towards Fairymon. She made an attempt to turn towards him as well.

”Some tunnels flooded because the ground under the lake got too thin and now the lake’s gone”, he went on. ”Water’s gone, plants are wilting and everyone is starting to starve. I can’t reach Ranamon because she’s in the ocean.”

Fairymon landed on the ground.

”You should have said something.”

”I’m telling you now.”

He turned away again.

”We’re trying to fix it, but we still need more dirt. More space. Fresh water. Wolfmon’s been supplying some food while we sort it out. Only one of you who’ll speak to me.”

Fairymon laughed.

”Can’t imagine the dark continent is great for him.”

She didn’t know why Wolfmon had chosen that area, and why Löwemon had taken the Forest Terminal and Seraphimon’s castle. It wasn’t her place to speculate, but obviously he felt lonely if he reached out to Grottomon of all digimons. Fairymon walked after Grottomon, followed him for a bit as he knocked on the walls.

”We can help you”, she said after a few minutes. ”We could use a few digmons in my area. And I’m sure the others would also like to help.”

She smiled.

”It’s not a competition, we’re taking care of this world together.”

”Some of us more together than others”, he answered.

But there’s wasn’t malice in his voice, just teasing. Fairymon blushed again and looked away.

”I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He stopped, she heard him draw something on the wall.

”Anyway, I’ll talk with Ranamon”, she continued. ”And it’s probably time we all met up.”

”Because the last meeting went great.”

The last meeting… Fairymon shuddered. Agnimon and Chackmon had gotten into a fight, followed by Löwemon and Wolfmon refusing to talk to each other. Blitzmon and Mercuremon had done something and then half the building had exploded. Arbormon spent most of the meeting sleeping while Ranamon drew figures on the table. Fairymon had gotten into a fight with Agnimon the moment Chackmon stopped arguing and left. Calling it a disaster didn’t do it justice. Fairymon had no idea what Grottomon had been doing throughout it either.

”Well… We’ve grown a bit since then”, Fairymon said. Hoped. ”We were all still affected by the humans back then. Or the corruption. I’m sure this time it’ll be fine.”

The only one she had spoken to since then was Ranamon, but hope springs eternal. So, she really hoped they would do better this time. Grottomon grabbed something and went back to the wall.

”I can figure it out on my own”, he said. ”Don’t need you all stenching this place up.”

”I’ll send word about the meeting”, Fairymon answered.

Turned around, Now, where was the tunnel she had arrived through? Grottomon laughed.

”Tell me again how you aren’t lost.”

”I’m not lost”, she said.

The air rose to the ceiling. Fairymon’s wings beat behind her, lifted her from the ground.

”Ciao!”

She hoped the hole in the ceiling was big enough as she flew through it. The air guided her, let her know where the walls where so she could avoid them. She still scraped against it in a particular thight spot, but then she felt warmth against her face. Sunlight, a fresh breeze. She was above ground again. She turned, flew back towards the Soyokaze Village. Now she just needed to figure out where they could all meet up.

[aestheticitii]

concept: blue tries to propose to his girlfriend and be romantic for once but she asks a hundred relevant questions while they're dress shopping so he pretends his sister is getting married

the dress? well you need something to wear. this is my sister's wedding we're talking about

the ring? he doesn't need to make an excuse for that. she just goes in because shiny things and he tries his best to pretend this isn't going to be an engagement ring

she also calls up his sister to "congratulate" her but he's already told her about it so that's cool

they go to their two-story house that leaf's parents left for her when they decided to move to alola and he convinces her to go upstairs and try the outfit on.

except he left the flowers upstairs

"hey, babe? did you by any chance misplace some flowers?"

when she comes downstairs, he kind of gives up because those flowers actually had a note that said "please marry me" and he just starts leading her to the backyard but she's like wait, no, let's do this again properly

so she goes upstairs, then comes back down and acts all surprised when he stands there half-bemused, half-annoyed with a bouquet

(he is this close to just shoving it in her hands, but he can tell that's what she's hoping for so he plays it cool)

it's based off of what she said she wanted when she was a kid plus off-handed comments she's made to him over the years

so fairy lights, all their pokemon are there, the flowers are red roses, he calls her a princess but in that teasing way where it just makes her want to smack him and kiss him at the same time (she sticks to the first one)

she's very embarrassed to learn that daisy was not actually getting married. daisy, for her part, thinks it's hilarious that blue went to all these lengths to propose and she brings it up at family reunions

(once, blue says to his kid that lead was dying to marry him so he took pity on her, and then never again, because someone told his kid about the time she beat his strongest team and he became really quiet, not because he was mad but because he was thinking the entire time "oh my god, you're so pretty"

and the kid is like, "i don't know, dad. you seem like the desperate one to me. i mean, what kind of loser thinks the person that beat them is pretty? you even decorated the backyard."

the kid does eat their words. it's the oak family curse)

[iamthepulta]

so what’s with “petyr rivend”?

OKAY. So Petyr is a character I knew needed to exist in Ellenville, but really solidified... *checks watch* ... two days ago.

((How much am I supposed to share for this ask game...? I'll allow myself to go off under the cut.))

TLDR: Petyr is an Elum miner/union organizer in my Ellenville story. He essentially fits the 'angry revolutionary with a tragic backstory' trope, and the story I'd write for him would just be his backstory since that has minimal effects on Ellenville-proper, but it'd really help worldbuilding for the country and geology.

He grew up in the largest coal mining town of northwest Marena, nestled in the valley between two mountains, and his parents were operators on the mine's south slope, situated upstream of the town.

As part of its normal course, the river began to undercut part of the mine's base slope. Petyr's parents and the other south slope workers voiced their concerns, but no changes were made. Eventually, the slope did fail, sending several tons of coal waste on top of the river. The town wasn't harmed, and Breichester & Co. actively mocked Petyr's parents and the other operators' fears.

However, 1. the coal waste in the river created acid downstream and 2. the poorly-consolidated waste wasn't enough to dam the water completely, but the restricted flow still created an acidic lake upstream.

The town and workers were upset, but the company claimed not only was there not enough money to fix the new problem, but naysayers were union plants so they could call in security. Once their vocal neighbor was silenced, Petyr's parents smuggled him to his uncle a few villages over with vague excuses to the company school. Only a few weeks later, the dam collapsed, burying the town and everyone not on shift in 15 feet of coal sludge and acid.

Petyr continued living with his uncle and worked in gold mining until elum was discovered near the capital city, (also called Marena), and miners flocked to their new Mecca. It didn't take long for Petyr to spot patterns in the families of miners and weavers who'd worked elum longest, and his brash nature quickly earned him credit with the other miners. On the run from company thugs, Petyr is well-known throughout Marena's underground, rallying to keep other workers safe, enacting vengeance whenever possible, and telling whoever will listen that something is wrong with the elum kids.

-=-

((His design is partly from songs "River's Rising" and "The City that Drowned", and partly from the Aberfan Disaster and dozens of other tailings accidents over the years. I also require at least one (1) angry!tragic character in everything I write. I love him. Shaking him like a wet head of lettuce ahhhh))

[courierrsix]

madloba ufalo for letting me live in a country where mountains are visible everywhere

[earthworms-worm]

The three types of Dwellers with their canonical height going from tallest to shortest so far are; Meadow Dwellers, Forest Dwellers and Mountain dwellers!

I'll expand on their lore later and experiment with more characters/colours soon!

I'm not sure how good the quality will be since I'm uploading this from my laptop rather than my phone, so apologies if the quality isn't very good!

[hjemne]

Do u see how the mountain dwellers treat me

[what-even-is-thiss]

There’s too many valleys in California and they’re all referred to as “the valley” as shorthand so you never know which one somebody is talking about. Is it the Central Valley? Sonoma valley? San Fernando Valley? Yosemite Valley? Nobody knows!

This is why we need to bring the mountains down into the valleys. Level the playing field. Bring the mountain dwellers down to us. Have a completely flat land and some extremely strange cliffs on the Nevada, Arizona, and Oregon boarders. Screw the water problem we drain the Pacific Ocean and keep it all in a big bucket water problem solved and you can drive to Hawaii now

[aniemated-steph-art-dump]

More of Yoki from Dweller’s Empty Path

[libraford]

Oh God, I have small politics to laugh about.

People are so so SO afraid of cities.

The biggest city near us is around 900k people. Which in the grand scheme of things is not very big (Chicago is around 2 million, for reference.)

The guys I worked with at parks would look at the border of the town we work in, shake their head, and make remarks about 'the city.' They consider themselves a rural town.

This town has 40K people in it. It's not small. It's not rural. We've got yogurt shops and like five grocery stores.

'We want to preserve our rural way of life.'

This is a suburb.

Recently, a merger has happened with a nearby township of about 4K. If we didn't do this merger, then it was going to be annexed by the bigger city- which wanted to use it for housing development. So my town and this township reached an agreement to prevent that from happening. Only drawback is that the township will have slightly higher taxes.

The people of the township are

PISSED.

Because they don't want the 'big city' affecting their 'rural way of life.'

Understand. They mean the 40k town... to be the 'big city.'

Which certainly puts it into perspective, that the little township of 4k considers us an urban entity instead of what it is- a suburb. Massive blow to the identity of the guys I work with, who think they're the country.

Let's put that into perspective.

I used to live in a small mountain town where the nearest grocery store was an hour and 15 minutes down the mountain. It was 2 miles square. There were 600 people.

Which would be considered 'the city' compared to the 'census certified place' that I visit often for work, which has two gas stations, a fruit stand, a pharmacy, and a population of 342 people.

To get there, I drive through a town of 162, where there is a building with the words 'convenience store needed' painted on it.

Sometimes I have to take a detour through a village of 28.

I have thoughts and opinions about the 'rural identity' of suburban dwellers.