#or verrrrry emotional . . . °

[littlebubblesgalore]

Could Little My be a big sister to Snufkin if he was a a regressor? :o

[todayisafridaynight]

SORRY TO TAKE SUCH A HARD LEFT BUT HOW DO YOU THINK JO FOUND OUT ARAKAWA WAS DEAD

IM GOING TO SCREAM IF I TRY TO THINK ABOUT THAT NOOOOO I GOTTA GET BACK TO YOU IN 5-7 BUSINESS DAYS WITH THAT ONE............

[subwaytostardew]

▽ Subway to Stardew - Adoptable Joltik ⚡️

This would play after Emmet's 8 heart event and getting Joltik up to 8 hearts as well.

I released a separate mod specifically for adopting Joltik, so you only need to get them up to 8 hearts to adopt them! You can do it right now!

Adoptable Joltik Mod Link: https://www.nexusmods.com/stardewvalley/mods/21002

And of course... Commentary under the read-more.

Joltik's adoption event sat in the drafts for quite a while. It took me whole a day to implement and I didn't let myself sleep until I finished everything. (It's 1 PM now...)

The event ended up wildly different because of how extra custom pets are implemented. You would think that they would be added in the same way as you get your cat/dog that you select during character creation. No. You have to buy a license. Only Marnie is authorized to sell them.

Here's the original script for Joltik's adoption event:

[Joltik Adoption Event]

Emmet: @! Joltik likes you verrrrry much. They want to stay with you. I'm letting you adopt them. Yup. I filled out all the paperwork. The Joltiks are legally documented now. 

I never gave ours a name... Galvantula wouldn't let me. She is verrrry picky about it. But that's okay. Joltik is yours. You should name them. She came along for approval. So. What name should I put on the adoption form?

[Name input box like Marnie's adoption thing...]

[Galvantula pauses for a moment to think and then offhandedly agrees.]

Emmet: Galvantula didn't shock me for that. That name is okay. Yup. I will file that with the Ferngill Republic. Don't worry about it. Make sure you take verrrry good care of our little Joltik!

[Joltik jumps and heart emotes]

◇──◆──◇──◆

The whole naming portion was a source of much more frustration than it should have been. In events, the name input box is brought up by the "catQuestion" command (which applies to dogs chosen at the start, too...

If you refuse, then Marnie also shows up no matter what you do. Farmhouse positions are also tricky and made even harder to find reference for after 1.6 added the farmhouse being moveable. Joltik kept spawning where Emmet was supposed to be so I had to use a move command just to get them to spawn one tile to the side. Galvantula was fine. I didn't get to updating her vanilla portraits yet so she's staying quiet.

The catQuestion command also only adds the pet you pick during character creation. There's no fields to target the usage. You have to buy a license. It's the only way to get another pet. I didn't want Joltik to replace a cat either since in-story you would have to earn the trust of both Emmet and Galvantula... There's no way you can do that by the first 25 days of spring. It's immersion breaking and you lose a cat.

I did find the license aspect funny though. It was oddly fitting for the mod's lore of Pokemon being pretty much banned from the region. Emmet is a threat to Stardew Valley's ecosystem. Not the best guy for the task of combating anti-Pokemon xenophobia.

Pet sizes are apparently hardcoded so I had to make a new spritesheet for Joltik as if they even need a 32 x 32 pixel area per frame. I did end up making new sprites for them while I was at it. I tried to base it off of the cat's behaviors so I have less animation fields to edit (I was tired). The cat loafs a lot. Trying to convey that in a tiny spider posed quite the challenge.

After everything was done, I figured that the whole adoption portion of the mod could easilly be taken apart to be its own mod as a demo of sorts for the expansion. So I went and made a content pack to post.

Bringing up your starter pet's friendship level takes quite some time, so it would be awkward if I let the event play with no preconditions. Because of that, I ended up including Joltik as an NPC and locking their adoption behind their heart level.

We actually only had two lines per day of the week (not including season) for daily dialogue. That shot up to six lines per day of the week for a full 0-2-4-6-8-10 in spring because I was determined to publish a mod. (I've been modding for nearly a year nonstop and I don't have anything playable... humiliating...)

Anyways! I hope you're all having fun with 1.6! It certainly brought new challenges and opportunities to the modding scene!

▷ Station Steward Thylak

[torialefay]

Moon in Sagittarius 🚩🚩

toxic-ish!minho x fem!reader angst; (based on astrology) 🔞

✨ synopsis: your boyfriend minho doesn’t do well with being told no. he is objectively toxic, but eventually becomes less terrible.

✨ word count: ~2k

✨ 2nd part in my Minho as Your Boyfriend Astrology Series (check my masterlist for full series)! together, let’s take a look into minho’s natal chart to see what type of boyfriend he would be!

✨ i will give a brief synopsis of what each chart placement means throughout the series (for all my non-astrology friends out there <3) and how that would affect lee know in a relationship

✨ author’s notes:

(1) i do brief compatibility readings w/ skz members! if interested, send your natal chart to my inbox, as well as which member you’d like me to read for OR if i think there is one member best suited to you <3 (i am verrrrry much behind on these, but feel free to send them. may take a few weeks)

(2) the aspects in this reading are based solely on my opinions and interpretations! nothing about a person is set in stone simply because of astrology. please don’t use anything i say as canon :)

✨warnings: toxic minho, slightly suggestive at the end

Moon in Sagittarius:

• The Moon is the ruler of emotions. It is also who you could feel yourself to be, if all was stripped from you. Many people relate it to the “psyche” or the unconscious. It represents the parts of ourselves that are most fundamental, that we may not even understand. It also reflects our “baseline” energy that we radiate while sitting quietly, being content with our own company. It is the part of ourselves that we really want to be SEEN and understood, even if we do not see or understand it ourselves.

• Sagittarius is the mutable fire sign. They are passionate people who are deeply intrigued by the world around them. They are known for needing a sense of freedom and individuality. They do not like to be tied down. In the same regard, they value exploration, adventure, and meeting new people. They see others as unique individuals and can likely meet them wherever they are at emotionally. Sagittarius people are quick thinkers, witty, and fun-loving.

• Long story short: Moon in Sagittarius people can often have light-hearted, often shifting emotions. They do not like to feel like they are pinned down to any one place. They do not like being told what to do. They will, however, bring a fun element to any time of relationship- platonic or romantic. They are fiercely loyal and passionate about those they love. They do not always feel comfortable with their emotions, so they tend to be flighty and try to run away from this. This is not a great coping mechanism and can lead to a lot of problems in expressing themselves emotionally and what they need from someone else.

As your boyfriend:

• Minho takes you on the most fun, most elaborate dates ever. He’d always find cool new things to do. And of course, he’d want to take his favorite person with him.

• He loves going home with you to meet your parents and learn more about where you grew up. He may have a nature that doesn’t come across this way, but he would inherently love getting to understand you better and see new places.

• He wants to travel with you!!! He will take you literally anywhere you want to go. And when you do, it’s just your own little world. Just the two of you.

• You have the most intellectual conversations ever. He has a lot of abstract ideas about life, and he isn’t afraid to talk to you about them. He likes to know the way you think about it too.

• You have a core group of friends that you hang out with as a couple. It’s not too big of a group, but getting together with them and having a night to cut loose is super important to him. And he loves the fact that he gets to do it with you.

• Friday night, you started to get excited as you heard the keys jingle in the lock of your shared apartment with Minho.

• Today had been a really tough week at work, and all you wanted to do was have a nice relaxing weekend with your boyfriend to decompress.

• Well, if we’re being honest, you felt like you’d crumble away to nothing if you didn’t get it. The stress was that bad.

• “Hi jagi,” Minho greeted you as he came through the hallway to the living room where you were sitting.

• “Hey honey! Please come sit with me. I need to rant about my day,” you pouted.

• He pulled a wide smirk across his face. “Well now you sound like me,” he teased.

• He walked over to the couch and plopped down next to you, letting his hand rest on your thigh.

• “Okay, what’s going on?” he asked.

• “So you know how I told you about the girl I went to high school with who just started at work? The one that’s a bitch?”

• Minho laughed. “You think everyone you work with is a bitch.”

• “You do too,” you stared at him.

• “I do not! Jisung is alright,” he smirked again, knowing that one would get an eye roll out of you… And it did.

• “Anywayssss, that girl. I’m already overwhelmed with stuff I have to get done to meet my deadline at the end of this month, and then she strolls up asking if I can help her with all of her shit too. Knowing damn well how busy I am. I see her over there laughing her ass off on the phone all day long. If she’d stop, then maybe she’d get something done. And THEN, after I told her I couldn’t because I had a bunch to work through as well, apparently she went to one of the main managers and complained that I wasn’t a good co-worker. Saying that apparently I should ‘give her a hand since she’s new’… I mean who goes to a manager with that shit and doesn’t even do a damn thing all day? All she does is gossip and talk shit. So NOW, I have a meeting with our manager Monday morning to talk about it, AND she’s spreading this all around that ‘I’m so horrible to her.’ Like genuinely, the only thing keeping me sane right now was knowing that I was coming home to you.”

• “Aww honey, I’m sorry.” Minho took your hand in his and brought it up to his mouth to plant a kiss on the back of it. “I can cook or we can order some food in and have a good night together. Whatever you want to do tonight. Just let me know what you want.”

• “I don’t want you to have to cook. I really just want you here with me. Maybe we could order some take out and then do a movie? I’m just super drained. Maybe tomorrow we could do something more fun.”

• “Tomorrow? I have plans with the boys. Felix, Jeongin, and I planned a camping trip for the weekend. It sounded like fun. But whatever you want to do tonight, we’ll do.”

• You shot up off the back of the seat. Surely you heard him wrong.

• “You’re doing what tomorrow?”

• “Going camping with Felix and I.N…”

• “Well, it would have been nice if you’d talked to me about that sooner… Or, I don’t know, maybe have just asked?”

• “Asked what? Asked if it was okay?” Minho scoffed.

• “Well, yeah?” you replied, furrowing your brows in confusion and frustration. The fuck is he being like this?

• “Sorry, I didn’t know I needed to ask for your permission to hang out with my friends,” he said sarcastically.

• “It’s not ‘asking for my permission.’ I’m just asking you to check in with me first- to talk about it...- is that so awful?”

• “I mean I would say that telling me that I either am allowed or aren’t allowed to see my friends is pretty awful. I’m an adult, y/n. You’re not my fucking parent.”

• Your blood was boiling at this point. The last thing you wanted to do was to “parent” him. But goddamn, wouldn’t it be nice for him to just see if maybe you needed him for the weekend? Or maybe if there was something he forgot was going on? Or to just let you KNOW about it? Jesus fucking Christ, here we go again.

• “I’m not trying to ‘parent’ you. I’m not trying to tell you what to do. I’m just asking that you COMMUNICATE with me what you want to do so that I know in advance. This is the second time this month alone that you've done this… And to be honest, I really don’t want you going.”

• “Here it is,” Minho rolled his eyes with an annoyed smile. “You always do this. The second I mention wanting to spend time with the boys, you’re suddenly all disapproving,” he let out a strained, sarcastic chuckle before clearing his throat. “I’m sorry if you ‘don’t want me going’, but you don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do.”

• Minho let out a deep breath before putting his hands on his knees and using the pressure to pull himself to standing. “I’m going tomorrow. Let me know I guess if you want to spend time with me tonight.” He looked down at you before walking away to the bedroom.

• And then, the house went quiet. For a long time.

• At that point, you’d decided to just give up. Your boyfriend was a conceited asshole and there was nothing you could do about it. You were upset, but you knew that crying wouldn’t help. After all of this shit, you just wanted to sleep.

• Problem: Minho was in the bedroom. You were too exhausted to fight anymore, now not even hungry to think about dinner. Instead, you just balled yourself up on the couch and went to sleep with a resentful heart.

• An hour later, Minho came creeping out of the bedroom to find you lying peacefully on the couch. He bent down next to you.

• “Jagi,” he whispered, brushing his hand along your shoulder.

• “Jagi,” he said again, a bit louder this time. You stirred a little bit.

• “Honey, please wake up. I need to talk to you,” he said as he saw your eyes slowly open, a confused look coming over your face.

• You took your time to sit upright. Another conversation about his little "boy’s trip" was the last thing you wanted right now.

• “What is it?” you mumbled grumpily.

• “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I did earlier.”

• You didn’t say anything back. I mean, what could you say? It was the truth.

• “And I’m going to work on that. To work on talking to you about things better, I mean. Maybe I can have a hard time doing that sometimes.” He never would admit when he was wrong. But this was a start.

• You just looked at him, trying to give him a facial expression for him to go on. You weren’t satisfied yet.

• “And I decided I’m going to stay home with you instead. You need me more than the boys do.”

• “Okay, you don’t have to do that, Min. You can still go, but I just needed you to understand where I was coming from.”

• “And I do understand now. That’s why I’m staying with you. I made up my mind. That’s what I want to do,” he said with a proud smile.

• You let out a soft chuckle. “You’re always gonna do whatever you wanna do, huh?” you joked. You finally flashed him a smile. The first smile you’d had all night.

• He just looked at you with a grin, giving a little bit of side eye. “If that’s true, then what if I wanna do you?”

• You tried to tease him by pushing him away, giggling a little in the process.

• “You better cut it out,” he said, pulling himself back to you until he was hovering right in front of your face. “I get to do whatever I want, remember?” He smiled as he inched his lips closer, but stopped himself right before letting them touch yours. “I made my mind up. I’m gonna do you. Whatever I say goes, Jagi.”

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✨ author’s note: moon in sag has a lot of wonderful aspects as well, i just chose to write on the more angsty side of things :)

✨ if you enjoyed, please consider liking, commenting, and/or re-blogging <3

[moodymisty]

Your Horus fic had me thinking.. I read somewhere that later on, some of the Primarchs looked for validation from Horus just as much as they did from Jimmy Space himself. Do you think that'd cause any kind of pressure on Horus's longtime lover? Like maybe they'd pine just a teeny tiny bit for her to think they're impressive/noble/whatever? Or maybe being jealous even, hearing Horus bragging about some "inconsequential" mortal thing she accomplished as if it was a great feat.

I think so, especially some of the more 'fragile' emotional wise primarchs. Lorgar, Konrad, maybe Corvus. Despite them being 'gods' their interaction with humanity is minimal, especially outside of just, giving orders. Horus' lover has no ego to protect like them, so her casual compliments provide a validation that is quite rarely received. She accidentally 'compliments' (literally just said hello) Konrad on first meeting and he follows her around for 3 hours.

A decent few would get jealous, I'm sure. Perturabo is one who comes to mind, Konrad probably, and Sanguinius would be verrrrry quietly jealous. When Horus talks about her especially when she isn't around, he sounds like he's in the clouds. Most baseline humans are at best extremely formal around them, and oftentimes quite scared, so they can't just, court someone easily not to mention most of them probably don't know how to manage the emotions to do it LOL.

[perpetual-fandom-brainrot]

Fluffy Dark Link Headcanons

A/n: I want to write fluffy fics and drabbles for a little bit to soothe your souls before I crush them with more angst. Enjoy! <3

Check out the angst Check out my Skyward Sword fic

Considering he literally murdered you the first time you met, it takes him a verrrrry long time to cope with the fact that he has emotions

But when he finally does, and he realizes he likes you, he genuinely starts fumbling when he doesn't expect to run into you. Like he has to put himself in a specific okay, be calm, you're seeing Y/n mindset before he sees you or else he's screwed.

But that phase only lasts for a few weeks because he does figure out how to reel it in and act like his usual self. Which kind of makes you sad because you were oddly enjoying seeing him in a mushy crush mode.

And he also ends up keeping it reeled in for so long you forget he likes you, which is what he wants, because now he can start to plan things.

Definitely the traditional chivalry type. Like your first date would be a proper white table-cloths and red chairs candle-lit dinner for two. He'd bring you to the most expensive place in Hyrule, no less for his lovely maiden of light.

And when he confesses to you it'd be the whole path leading through the woods to a circle of fireflies where he's waiting in the middle with a big bouquet of roses

Big on cuddles

Loves giving you forehead kisses, especially when you're sleepy

Uses his mind powers to make sure you have good dreams when he's up later than you

Can move between people's shadows, loves to hang out in yours and make you feel as though he's constantly hugging you

He gives head pats/head pets instead of hugs when comforting you because he likes looking you in the eye while he's calming you down

Whenever you fall asleep right after the two of you have smexy time, he's always there when you wake up the next morning to give you aftercare immediately. This usually consists of breakfast in bed, morning cuddles, and a warm bath together to start your day

1000% the type to watch the stars with you until he has to carry you inside for bed, he'll never say it but he secretly loves doing it

[suzukiblu]

one of your previous asks got me to check out the wip: love potion number nine tag and. holy shit. fuck. those snippets are enough that i feel like curling into a ball & just pretending the outside world doesn’t exist, in the best way possible. the exploration of trauma, kon trying so hard to do the right thing, (under the influence) tim trying so hard to do the wrong thing…. i’m screaming. when he brought out the blue kryptonite… i still feel slightly sick in my stomach (again, in the best way). bc i love when tim is a freak, but it’s usually done in a way that helps his loved ones (even if in slightly dubious ways), but here it’s being done in a way that unambiguously hurts kon even as he thinks he’s helping. but at the same time, there’s still that trace remains of his genuine love, of it being blue instead of green and just. i’m McLosing it.

anyway. great job. 10/10.

this isn’t really an ask, i just i had Emotions & your inbox felt like an appropriate place to vent them. i hope it’s the appropriate place, anyway

My inbox is ALWAYS the appropriate place to vent the Emotions(tm), haha.

Thank you, I'm very fond of that fic, it's just a verrrrry slow write, usually. But I REALLY enjoy all the messed-up bits about it, and the blue K versus green K thing I ESPECIALLY enjoyed doing. 💙💙

[squidthesquidd]

How aboooouuut...... Gem! AU boys??

yeS!!!! gem au!!!! emmet and Ingo fusion :DDDDDD !!!! i call them Emigo!!!

pretty sure its canon that the more compatible gems are with each other, the more “normal” their fusion will look. this is why garnets only odd feature is the third eye, but looks normal otherwise, and malachite is some hand centaur monster thing. so!!! Emmet and Ingos fusion is verrrry normal looking! two arms two legs two eyes! the only thing that's kinda odd is that they have no visible pupils, cus the gems in their eyes kinda took them over

familial soulmates my beloved 💕💖💕💘💕💖💘

My original design of their fusion had four arms, but it kinda made it too cluttered since I already had the split color outfit going on :/ so two arms it is!!!

anywayyyy, Emmet and Ingos fusion is called ‘True onyx’! cus their two halves of the onyx that was supposed to form finally come together!

True onyx is verrrrry emotional, and expressive to an almost cartoonish extent! They are curious about everything but also seem to have an unfiltered knowledge of everything around them. its kinda weird

Speaking of unfiltered, True onyx has no speaking filter whatsoever. They always say whatever comes to their mind no matter the situation

and a verrrrry important thing about them is that they are verrry stimmy!!! theyre always stimming!!! flappy hands and rocking back and forth and making little noises always!!!! verrry important!!!!!!!!

Edit: someone asking about their weapon in that tags so heres a post where i talk about that :> its at the bottom!!

[welcomehomeincorrectquotes]

idk how to draw somethings and i was wondering, how do you draw wally?

Golly, I'm flattered you'd ask me! I'm not very good at putting things in words (hence the very verrrrry late reply) but I'll try to give some tips?

I'd recommend using some reference images to start with, try to take note of certain traits that define the character's look. If you're more of a "kinesthetic" learner, don't be afraid to try tracing the character to get a "feel" for how to draw them.

It will take multiple tries, so don't be scared to fail epically when you start drawing on your own. We are often our own worst critics. Here's some of my old Epic Fails!

Rules for drawing Wally, my style (this is based on my perception of his character, which may be disproven later in the story):

Exagerrated pompadour; Wally likely spends a lot of time on his hair, so give it shine, curls and lush!

Added two anime-style "ahoge" to Wally's hair to help with expressiveness as well as build on his "airhead" persona.

Permanent smile (true emotions must be reflected in other ways, look to body language) and upside down mouth is a no-no!

No eyebrows (though wrinkles on his forehead can be used)

Large eyes (always half-lidded unless he's feeling an extreme emotion such as fear or anger)

The eyes are the most important part for expressing Wally's true emotions. Tiny tweaks can do wonders for showing his mood.

Here are some templates I made:

Keep in mind when drawing Wally that he is, for the most part, very unexpressive. That ambiguity is a part of his appeal as a character (and what makes him relatable to me). So sometimes when drawing an emotion for Wally, more often than not, "Less is more."

I hope you find this helpful @jschlatt-fan!

[egginfroggin]

To the Anon who sent me an ask requesting more little Emmet content: I am so sorry, I started to answer and then Tumblr ate it when I tried to save it to my drafts.

That being said, here is the requested content:

After Emmet gets shrunk from Rift energy, Arceus quickly sees the issue with this situation and tampers with its mark on him -- rather than a subtle mark that designates their connection, visible only to the Nobles and Legendaries, Arceus adjusts it so that most pokemon are able to see that Emmet is Arceus's Chosen, and will leave him alone accordingly. This doesn't always work, but it helps make sure that the Staravias don't try to peck his eyes out, at least. Its effect is flaky when it comes to Paras.

As a continuation of the above point, this makes it slightly worse in some cases, as the frenzied Nobles can see his designation plain as day. Due to Giratina's wrath being the source of their frenzy, this makes them pursue him with single-minded intent. Additionally, some alphas choose to ignore Emmet's mark and all it entails.

Typhlosion mothers Emmet already, but she truly leans into her broodiness in this variant. Do Not Touch. Emotional support fire weasel will bite.

Akari and Rei are well aware of the fact that Emmet is possibly not supposed to look like this, but they frequently forget about this during the process of Sibling Adoption.

The Ride Pokemon (which are considered Nobles in most, if not all, of my works) are very, very protective of this little bean chosen by Arceus. He is tiny! He must be protected!

Jubilife generally treats Emmet more warmly than they do in the original fic. Most people don't know about the theory that Emmet is, in fact, a grown adult who somehow got shrunk. Those who do know about that theory nevertheless treat him more gently because he is still physically, and to some extent mentally, still a child in a very unfortunate situation.

This does not stop a sort of banishment from occurring during the red sky, but rather than chucking the boy out on his ear, Kamado outright orders Akari and Rei to go with him.

(They would go anyway; even if they were to be ostracized, by this point Emmet is their tiny brother, and they would be willing to deal with it)

Palina is not happy with the fact that the Galaxy Team is okay with this tiny child running around fixing problems.

Emmet and Vessa get along great, frankly, once they get past Vessa staring him dead in the eyes and telling him that he is a mess and his soul is blinding and wrong. After that, hijinks ensue.

Emmet is not above using his cute little face and big, shiny eyes to manipulate Akari and Rei into giving him sweets.

Akari and Rei hate distortions with a passion because they're dangerous, but also because whenever they show up, Emmet just up and freaking runs into them and then they have to go drag him back. It's exhausting.

Emmet is very good at escaping whatever measures are instated to keep him contained.

Due to Emmet's tininess, things like stun spore and sleep powder affect him more severely. He will catch a whiff of sleep powder, sneeze, and get verrrry sleepy verrrrry fast.

Akari and Rei learn sign language very fast because it is the only way to tell what the heck Emmet is saying without writing utensils, and in the field, writeable dirt is not common, nor is sand, and they don't usually carry around much spare paper.

On the plus side, Emmet can get tuckered out pretty quickly due to the aforementioned tininess, and he's not very good and pushing on after that point.

On the down side, Emmet can get tuckered out pretty quickly due to the aforementioned tininess, and he's not very good at pushing on after that point.

So, that's all for the moment! I hope this answered your question if you're seeing this, Anon, and that you have a good day. ^^

[beastkonohaworld]

ch!Emmet July Challenge: Week 1

Decided to use #monthofemmet to be an opportunity to show u LUFF and CUTENESS with my chEmmet! The smol, happy train boi! ChooChoo~~!! He is the Emmet, but.... smol. And cute. And adorable. And he luffs everyone. And cute!

To not overflood my dashboard, I will do weekly compilations <3

Ready? ALL ABOAAARD!!

[DAY 1: Pokemon]

Ch!Emmet is so happy to be around his pokemons - even if they are... kinda big for him. But it doesn't matter, bc pokemons love him too!

[DAY 2: Family]

Just a twin brothers doing silly stuffs to each others X3

[DAY 3: Alternate Clothing]

Have some nice clothes for ch!Emmet:

- one as my Drag Lady AU, Trainity;

- one inspired by my favorite character from anime about NEET sextuplets;

- one with pajamas bc joltik sleepers!

[DAY 4: Memories]

There is something verrrrry special about looking at your old photos: when you see how you grew up and how far you went in your journey. To look back and think "wow! how much I changed!"

[DAY 5: Hobby]

Who says your job cannot be also your hobby? Creating new strategies with your pokemons surely counts as the hobby - and it's more fun when you have such a great students as your team!

[DAY 6: Emotions]

My close friend once said: "Brightest smiles hide the saddest tears". Everyone wants to be happy, but sometimes emotions are too much to handle than you can, even if you're still smiling and saying "I'm fine"

[DAY 7: Train]

[Thomas the Tank Theme Song plays in background]

Btw, did you ever notice that Thomas has Ingo eyebrows? COINCEDENCE?? I DON'T THINK SO!

[I drew it on the stream, thank you @/EnableEnoki for idea

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[WEEK 2] [WEEK 3] [WEEK 4]

Stay tuned for next week train of arts!

ALL ABOAAAARD!!!

[ihaveatheoryonthat]

I don't know if I'm winding down my time in this fandom, or if I just need a blank slate to work from, but I'm going to get a few partials out of the way, just in case that helps get me going again. As per usual, it's completely unfinished and doesn't have an ending. I called this one Folie a Deux.

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Ingo was [at wit’s end/whatever]

They saw odd happenings at the station on a daily basis-- got a glimpse of hundreds of peculiar interactions and thousands of unique faces. No one would bat an eye if he reported watching [w/e], but apparently this was simply too much to believe.

For the past several days, Ingo had seen a man wandering the station, or on a rotating [?] of platforms. He recognized a substantial number of patrons, but this man was not one of them; his eye had been drawn by the [unique] garb, and after he’d noticed it, he’d been unable to not notice it the next day, or the one after that.

That wasn’t the strange part; people boarded trains dressed in far, far weirder, to the point that they saw Hatenna Miku cosplayers on a weekly basis. The part that Ingo simply couldn’t look past was that it just wasn’t a matter of the man’s chosen wardrobe.

He looked like him.

Now, that wasn’t a concept entirely divorced from reality, as Ingo saw his own face turned back at him on an hourly basis, but that wasn’t his brother. It wasn’t… exactly him, either, but all of the major strokes were there; the creases below the eyes and mild hunch weren’t enough to throw the uncanny resemblance off.

The first time he’d noticed, he’d passed it off as a trick of the imagination-- poor lighting that made him fill in the blanks with the features he was most familiar with-- but the second instance had disproven his theory. He’d been able to see the stranger’s face with perfect clarity, well enough to read the emotion in the tilt of his eyes and angle of his downturned lips: anxiety, anticipation-- the wanting for something, but the inability to reach out and take it. Ingo had seen much the same in the days he’d bothered to practice in a mirror, trying to force his face into anything that the layperson wouldn’t see as stern disapproval.

When he’d seen the man next, it had been on departure from a shift on the Multi Line, and he’d been startled to face that [wanting] stare head-on-- fixed not on him, but his twin standing beside him. It was followed by a flickering of attention, the realization that he was being watched in return, and they’d spent an [odd/uncanny] few seconds trapped in a mutual [stare]. Ingo hadn’t realized his gait had faltered until Emmet looped back to take him by the arm, asking what was wrong. He’d torn his gaze away to nod in the man’s direction, but all his brother had done was look, raise a brow, and said, “Huh. Verrrrry weird cosplay.”

Ingo hadn’t pressed; when he’d followed up, the man was poised to leave, shoulders raised uncomfortably with his hands clutching at his arms as he turned away. He was embarrassed, and it was kinder to let the matter drop. When they’d finished their shift for the day, Emmet had wondered, aloud, what the cosplay was supposed to be-- last week there had been a [theme] Miku, so what was the idea behind that version of Ingo’s uniform?

There was a key point of miscommunication in that [?] which+ Ingo didn’t notice until well after the fact.

The next time he saw the man, it was without the ragged hat and coat; he wasn’t focused on anyone or anything in particular, just staring blankly out over the crowds. Under different circumstances, Ingo might have passed it off as waiting on an arrival or biding time until his train arrived, but he wasn’t paying any attention to the world around him. No repeated looks at clock or scanning of the [crowd], just the [dull] [stare] of a man lost deep within his thoughts.

He wondered if he should let this [chance] pass without comment, but he felt he had to say something.

Ingo approached from an angle, so as not to march in with reckless abandon the way his twin might. He stopped a respectful distance away: close enough to be heard over the din of the station, but not so close that he was invading the man’s personal space.

He cleared his throat politely to wake him from his [trance] and said, “I’m terribly sorry if we made you self conscious the last time we met. It wasn’t [appropriate] of me to stare, and I promise you Emmet’s commentary was born of curiosity, not criticism.”

The man seemed tense as he listened, and while he nodded, accepting the apology, none of that [tension] bled out of his posture. He seemed like he was about to say something, then turned his head to cough into his far shoulder.

“It’s no matter, I wasn’t offended.” He said. His voice was rough, and… strange, like he was speaking in a lower register than came naturally to him. Ingo made a note of it for later, but not an urgent one; if he was a cosplayer, he could be practicing his vocal range.

Even if it was true that he hadn’t been offended, he’d clearly been ashamed of his previous ensemble. Ingo hadn’t been paying a great amount of attention, but broad strokes were the same as what he’d worn before-- a thick pink tunic and dark, unremarkable pants and shoes-- with the only changes being the absence of his coat and hat. It was the first time he’d seen him without them, and it couldn’t have been coincidence that the [change] had come directly after their last interaction.

“While I admit that I only saw your work in passing, the attention to detail was quite impressive.” Ingo knew it wasn’t just cosplay-- short of visual effects make up, no amount of contouring or [?] could recreate someone else’s face so precisely-- but he didn’t know what it was. Maybe, if he got to know the man, he could solve this minor mystery. Their conversation had been a short one thus far, but already, he could strike a curious Zorua or Zoroark from the list of possibilities.

The man didn’t say anything for a moment, and, eventually, his eyes [?] down to the ground. “I… don’t know what to say.”

On its face, it made perfect sense-- the words and the gesture together should have indicated bashfulness, and while that was a [subsect/subset?] of [being uncomfortable] he was simply uncomfortable. His pale skin was unmarred by any blush, and he wasn’t peeking up to gauge Ingo’s response. He was staring at the floor, avoiding eye contact. No denial in regards to being a cosplayer, but no attempt to lean into the cover story he’d just been handed, either. Interesting.

“I don’t mean to keep you from your work.” He said, risking a single glance in Ingo’s direction. His brows twitched inward, [?], and then flattened. “Please continue with your business, I’ll vacate the premises shortly.”

“There’s no need to--” Ingo began, only to be cut off when a hand clamped down on his shoulder.

“I’m interrupting.” Emmet announced-- not a question, no hint of apology, just boldly asserting his presence. In the moment’s distraction, the man turned and briskly walked away, leaving Ingo with no [?] but to see what his brother needed from him. “[idk why Emmet’s interrupting]”

[Response to the problem/whatever]

He nodded, and then glanced in the direction the stranger had vanished into the crowd. “Your conversation seems to be over. We can [?] immediately.”

“Thank you, I’ve noticed.” Ingo said, pinching the bridge of his nose. As he turned to accompany him, though, something clicked, “You didn’t recognize him?”

Emmet shrugged shallowly. “No. You did?”

“Of course I-- did you not look at his face?” He asked, promptly switching from one unhelpful thought to a more productive one. While Ingo’s initial statement began with disbelief, the question he rerouted to was genuinely [?]; there was every possibility that Emmet simply hadn’t noticed, too focused on the man’s clothes or [interruption].

“Vaguely.” His brother said, dashing that theory. “I saw no reason to investigate further.”

“How?” The disbelief was back, more potent than before. Ingo himself had passed it off as a quirk of the human mind at first, so he was reluctant to judge, but seeing the man head-on had dispelled his uncertainty. He simply couldn’t believe that Emmet had looked into this particular mirror and not seen his reflection [shining?] back at him.

Emmet’s face twitched in irritation and he waved a hand out over the crowd, demonstrating that he found this particular individual indistinguishable from the masses.

“He looked precisely like us, Emmet; it was uncanny.” […]

At that, his twin’s eyes lit up with comprehension, lips twitching at what he took to be a joke. “Oh. It was the cosplayer. Did you ask what the premise was?”

It was tempting to ask if Emmet was yanking his chain, but the subtleties of his expression made it clear: he hadn’t noticed a thing. He truly didn’t recognize the man-- either as the person he’d seen in passing, or on the basis of their own resemblance.

Was Ingo’s perception flawed, then? While he’d never been diagnosed with prosopagnosia, he occasionally failed to recognize commuters or coworkers in different environments. He’d thought it was just a natural function of the human mind, filtering out information when it wasn’t immediately relevant, but perhaps they were indicative of a greater problem? He was tempted to look back, as though the empty spot could answer any of his questions, but he refrained. Instead, he turned, bumping Emmet with his shoulder to get them moving, and [went to address the interruption].

He might have convinced himself that it was a [flaw] in his [?] after all, had pure coincidence not run them straight into one another once again.

The man’s cap and coat were still absent, leaving his face as the most identifiable part of him, but his clothes seemed to be the same as well. There were odd creases in the shirt, as though it had shifted while hanging out to dry, and odd creases below his eyes, as well.

[lifecyclesofmayflies]

I don't know what happened, but I almost lost Bubba today.

12 hrs ago, he was barely breathing, wouldn't eat, or drink. His gums and tongue were white. I thought for sure I was at the end of my days with my best friend. I laid there with him on the floor and cried. I told him I loved him, and just kept petting him. He could hardly open his eyes but he kept looking at me . I had food and water for him available and I kept offering the water to him. After an hour or so, he took a drink. Then another. Then he licked a little peanut butter off my finger. Over the next few hours I continued to monitor him. He continued to eat but was having a real hard time walking or standing, so he ate and drank while laying down. So I carried him to bed and laid there for an hour or so. Then I took him outside and we took a slow lap around the yard, where he peed. We then came back in and he has been laying around since.

Right before I took this picture I opened a snack sized bag of Cheez-its and to my surprise he quickly(relatively) stood up and hopped up on the couch and was very attent.

Now, in his life, he has only verrrrry rarely ever gotten food from me. On a day like today that was full of tears, and was overall very emotional, I split the bag with him and he happily ate all of them.

[consumed-by-fandom]

Oh no i did it again oopsie

Dude and stims… the “om nom nom” he does when he’s eating I can’t help but see as a stim lol. It’s definitely dependant on which dude… continuing with P2 he does finger guns or plays with the bali blade, swings his revolver, very playful stims he likes doing. There’s his idle rocking on the spot he does in-game, and I think his odd words he throws around like buttsauce and his mentioning of brain anatomy is just the fact they sound nice to him. They’re all entertaining stims, either from boredom or just his way of showing he’s calm and in a good mood. Scratching his head when he’s confused or trying to bargain. Definitely see him cleching his fists, grinding his teeth when fustrated but I think that’s something all the Dudes would do.

Maybe not P3 though. I see him more of a stoic type who’s more subtle about his anger. Clenches his jaw or just lowers his eyes a little, otherwise you’d never be able to tell. Verrrrry good at masking. Doesn’t stim too much, EXCEPT for the one thing I headcanon him to do which is his humming. Man hums all the time, whether in response, to emote or just humming tunes and shit. Touches his face quite a bit too, maybe plays with his goatee or just rests his head on his hands.

P1’s stim city though that bitch is autistic and you cannot tell me otherwise. Very tactile, plays with his hair depending on how he feels, might pull on it too (lightly or hard if he’s stressed out.) Uses his hands a lot, fiddles with them, talks a lot with them, massages them to calm down. The type to curl up into a ball and rock because it makes him feel safe and away from the world, but that’d probably be something he’d only do if he was extremely upset/dissociated/regressed even. Folds his arms and holds onto himself. Picks at loose threads and skin, I think he’s actually quite good at restraining himself from picking too much most of the time, its moreso his fingers tend to suffer the most and when he gets in a really bad place mentally he scratches himself a lot or holds himself really tightly to the point it leaves a mark. He’s a bit more destructive with his stims, and its something he struggles with a fair bit.

Don’t really have any ideas for the others since it’d probably just be a mix of the stuff I’ve already said, I just always go to the first three for headcanons a lot of the time because they give a lot of variation for these kinda things. Also my headcanon explanation for the Dudes timeline sometimes gets in the way :p

[olderthannetfic]

Hi friend, I wonder if you or one of your followers would have any advice to offer on a writing issue. I’ve always been interested in writing but internalised young that it was something to be ashamed of, so I haven’t done much. I got back into writing fanfic a few years ago and have written a few things since then, but the longest was only about 14,000 words.

I’ve also been thinking about an original fiction story during this time, and I come back to it periodically. I’ve got a few chapters, scraps of scenes, a verrrrry basic outline of the plot, and pages of notes and half-ideas and questions etc etc. Every time I go back to it, it feels really big and hard and intimidating and I run away pretty quickly. And of course there’s the perpetual ‘you think you can write a book?’ self-criticism.

I don’t think I’m being too naively optimistic in the ‘oh, I could totally write a book’ kind of way. I know that it’s hard for most people and it’s a skill and you develop the same way you do in any other job. I guess I’m just. Hoping for some guidance that will stop me feeling quite so much like I’m drowning whenever I think about it. Something to help me keep going to the point that I’ve written the damn thing, even if it’s terrible and gets put in a deep dark hole on completion and never sees daylight again. Even practical advice on the step by step process. I’ve tried using scrivener, for example, but i’m on an iPad and it feels really unintuitive to me (and I’m worried I’m misplacing work).

Thanks in advance <3

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First, read more Kindle Unlimited erotica, and not the well-reviewed stuff. Those will quickly disabuse anyone of the idea that all published authors know how to run spellcheck, never mind know how to write.

Second, I think Scrivener is extremely useful, but mostly in the computer version for fancy export settings. It's a program with a massive learning curve, and most of its really great features are things you use after the first full draft is written or even after revisions.

Third, writing is mostly about managing emotions and time in order to have stamina.

Gosh... this one is hard to lick. I had the same problems, and I'm still figuring out how to put into words all the techniques I learned for my Patreon blog.

Set timers and work in chunks without worrying about word count, then look at your word count later to convince your brain you've made progress. Convincing your brain you're succeeding and that it's therefore worth continuing is a lot of it.

For me, having a very detailed and complete outline of the whole thing before I start writing helps me be efficient and know how far through I am.

[squidthesquidd]

Your giratina possession AU...

Tell me more. ôwô

well 👉👈 it is ENTIRELY an excuse to draw emmet looking just so fucking unhinged <3 i love those expressions their my fav to draw <3

but the au itself is basically,, ingo goes missing, and emmet is verrrrry much not okay. he's obsessed with finding ingo and goes through every channel he can to find anything. but he cant, and in a moment of extreme desperation and mental illness, he manages to summon giratina.

he makes a deal with giratina that if it helps him find ingo, giratina can inhabit his body. so of course giratina, being the worm it is, accepts this, and gets in emmets brain. now theyre kinda fused? emmet usually has control, but giratina is a huge influence on his thoughts and actions

its not like giratinas being actively malicious, but it's definitely not a great being to have in your brain. its like intrusive thoughts personified

also, if emmet is feeling a particularly strong emotion, attributes of giratina can kinda come through. like red stripes and eyes, and some black vein-like markings. any intense emotion can make this happen, not just negative ones, so if he gets really excited he starts looking all spooky

he can also kinda use some if giratinas abilities, which is swag. hes a pokemon now. (also he has prehensile tendrils cus i think its cool)