#owth….

[boo-cool-robot]

[Image description: Pencil and paper sketch of Orth Godlove looking serious. /End ID]

A young Orth Godlove. Multiple time winner of Oricon's man in most need of a nap award.

[adobe-outdesign]

It's kind of a shame Jessie and James aren't in the new Pokemon anime because it would be amazing for them to find a Gholdengo. because they're both broke young adults and then you have a Pokemon literally made out of gold show up so they naturally spend the rest of the season trying to catch the thing while the chucklefuck just thinks they're playing a game

[punkrockmixtapes]

Off With Their Heads - Janie

[thedollisdead]

I got to see a bucketlist band last night, and my wife shared the stage with them, and they gave us free merch and were so nice and I still kinda feel like I'm floating over it.

Thank you, Ryan and Kyle from Off With Their Heads, for an incredible night, and thanks to my wife for making it happen and also putting on a fantastic performance with her band Frick 💖

(also including Ryan's favorite Frick song for you guys to check out if you want 🥰)

[thatone-churro]

this quiz is so cute omg 🥹

[is-it-offwithyourhead]

Is it OWMH if I like Azul Ashengrotto

[biographydivider]

Calling it a warmup for a busy writing day ahead, but it’s really a present for @yamujiburo​ - I read that ask about my favourite awful feline scamming his way into two meals and got inspired. For the most accurate reading, Meowth is in his Maddie Blaustien era, because she was the best thing to ever happen to the character and that was the version of Meowth I love the best.

It was a beautiful, sunny day in Pallet Town, and Delia was in her vegetable garden; occupying herself while Jessie took Arbok and baby Ekans for a training day in Viridian Forest. Ash was supposed to be home soon, and she thought she’d make a fuss. She had some garlic growing, and a crop of beautiful tomatoes that were practically falling off the vine; she’d make a nice pasta sauce. Oh - and those razz berries were looking just delicious, too! Perfect for a sponge cake.

“Haaa...oh, woe is me...”

Delia looked up to see the strange little Meowth that Jessie and James had adopted on their travels wandering along the path that led to her home. Delia knew that Meowth had taken the breakup of Team Rocket to heart; he technically lived with James, but sometimes he just took himself off on an adventure to Pallet to bother Jessie for a few days. He’d follow her around, yammering about this and that, bringing up the Good Old Days, and Jessie would pretend to be annoyed by him right up until the second he planned to leave. Then, the tears would start.

“I just don’t tink I can go on for much longer...”

With a swoon, Meowth flopped down just outside Delia’s garden gate.

“Oh my goodness!” she cried, scrambling to her feet and running to his side. She scooped the Meowth’s massive head into her lap; noticing how hot his fur was to the touch. “Are you alright, Meowth?”

“Huh? Who’s there? Come closer...”

“It’s me, Meowth. Delia. Jessie’s partner.”

“Oh, Delia!” coughed Meowth. “You were always so - hack! - so kind ta me...”

“Have you walked all the way from Celadon City by yourself?”

“Yeah...James was busy for the weekend. Wit his fashion stuff, yanno. He said he didn’t have time to feed me, so I...hack, hack! I wanted to see a friendly face.”

“Well, Jessie’s not home right now --” The pitiful whine from Meowth didn’t so much tug on Delia’s heartstrings as yank them painfully out her chest. “But you can stay with me until she gets back! I have a glass of fresh lemonade chilling in the fridge, you really must quench your thirst after that long walk...”

“Really? You’d do that for lil’ old me-owth?”

“Of course, dear.” Delia set Meowth on his wobbly two feet. “Now, run inside and have a nice long drink. Then, when you’ve cooled off, you can help me pick some razz berries for later.”

“Okay!”

Meowth dashed into the house happily, and Delia tutted under her breath. She loved James - really, she did - but she sometimes wondered if he and Jessie forgot that Meowth was a living creature who needed their care. She couldn’t imagine Ash forgetting to feed Pikachu, after all.

“Yanno, I gotta say, Deels - can I call ya Deels?” Meowth asked, popping another berry into his mouth, “You got real a nice setup, here. All’a this food, just growin’ on your doorstep?!”

“Well,” Delia said, filling up her basket with berries, “it takes a lot of work. But I’m happy the end result is so tasty, Meowth.”

“Oh, yeah; an’ after such a long walk, too, I really - ooh, chezz berries! - I really needed some sustanance. So, whaddaya pickin’ all this food for, anyway?”

“Ash is home, soon. And I’m going to make pasta sauce from scratch, and a cake.” Delia looked out over the horizon; wondering idly what the plume of dust rising from Viridian Forest was. It seemed to be approaching fast. She hoped Jessie and the Pokemon were safe. “I know Pikachu will appreciate a good tomato sauce, and Ash always did love my sponge cakes.”

“Oh. How, uh, how nice. For the twerp.” Meowth chewed thoughtfully on a chezz berry. “Say, uh - d’you think I could maybe stay a lil’ while longer? Maybe, uh, try some of that pasta you was talkin’ about before I go...?

The plume of dust was getting closer. Delia watched it race along the footpath, until a familliar and beautiful and violently angry figure emerged from within it.

“Jessie...?”

“MEOWTH!” Jessie shrieked. “I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU’D GO RUNNING TO DELIA, YOU LITTLE SNEAK!”

Meowth was on his feet as Jessie crashed into the garden gate, Arbok and baby Ekans in hot pursuit. “Hahahaaaa...Jeeeessiiiiee!” he cried; voice breaking, hands held out in front of his body - trying either to placate his friend or protect himself from bodily harm, “Whaddareya doin’ here? Delia said you was out training Ekans in the forest?”

Delia blinked down at Meowth. “I didn’t tell you that,” she murmured.

“I was,” Jessie hissed, “until we met you and James for our picnic. Until you ate all the food and wouldn’t stop blabbing for longer than five seconds. Until James told you that you can’t have cupcakes because sugar is bad for Pokémon --”

“Dat’s a gross oversimplication of events, Jess --”

“And until you --” Jessie picked Meowth up by the face and shook him violently this way and that, “went flouncing off into the forest saying he shouldn’t have brought anything you couldn’t have, and that you didn’t need our stupid picnic anyway! I should have known you’d go to Delia with some sob story, you greedy little freak!”

Meowth kicked out, aiming for Jessie’s face with his long, brown-and-white feet. “At least she’s nice to me - unlike you, ya big nasty mean ol’ lady!”

“What did you call me you --”

“That’s enough.” Delia hated pulling out the Mom Voice, but as both of them fell into guilty silence, she had to admit it gave results. “Jessie, I know you’re angry at Meowth but I wish you wouldn’t hurt him like that.”

“Ha!” cackled Meowth, wriggling out of Jessie’s grasp. “See, Jess? You should be nicer ta me, coz Delia says so --”

“And you.”

Meowth froze.

“You took advantage of my kindness, Meowth. You lied to me and told me James was mistreating you. That really hurt my feelings, and I’m very, very disappointed in you.”

There was a long moment of silence. Then, to Delia’s surprise, Meowth plopped down onto the floor and began to sob. “I-I-I’m sooorryyyyyyyyy...” he wailed, thick wet tears falling down his cheeks. “I didn’t wanna hurtcha feelin’s, but everyone’s so busy and the gang’s all split up an’ you’re so nice an’ I just wanted someone ta be kind ta meeeeeee...”

“Meowth, kindness goes both ways. Now,” Delia pushed the basket of berries into his paws, “you can go wash these for me in the sink, and put them in the fridge until I need them. That would be a good thing to do, to show me how sorry you really are. You want to show me you can be kind?”

“Yeeees...”

“Then scoot.”

“Okaaay...”

Jessie watched her friend head into the house - head bowed, sniffling - with a look of total wonder. “Did you just get Meowth to admit he wants to go straight?”

“Yes,” Delia said, standing up and kissing Jessie on the cheek. “I did.”

[rwuffles]

☕️ ❛ dissopermouthcover！ ⚣ diss-oh-perm-owth-cover

pt: dissopermouthcover. diss-oh-perm-owth-cover. end pt.

︵︵﹒definition ｜ an dissoperpetual subterm that refers to wishing / thinking one permanently has a mouth cover on , due to a multitude of factors , and makes the user feel disconnected with / dysphoric that they aren't constantly wearing a face cover. this is not a for 'fun' label or a voluntary "i wanna be this ✨️✨️✨️" , and is to acknowledge the disconnect.

pt: definition, an dissoperpetual subterm that refers to wishing/thinking one permanently has a mouth cover on, due to a multitude of factors, and makes the user feel disconnected with/dysphoric that they aren't constantly wearing a face cover. this is not a for 'fun' label or a voluntary "i wanna be this ✨️✨️✨️ (sparkle sparkle sparkle)", and is to acknowledge the disconnect. end pt.

☕️ ❛ tags！ ⚣ @seapupz @dissodic-archive

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

Fake bean? Can we have that tape, please?

WHILE BEAN WAS RECOVERING FOR THOSE FEW DAYS, I TOOK ADVANTAGE OF THE ALONE TIME TO EXPLORE WITHIN THE STORY

IT WAS VERY INTERESTING, ATE MANY THINGS, INCLUDING THIS, BUT DO UNDERSTAND: IT WAS COVERED IN CHEESE

REGARDLESS, I HAVE NO USE FOR THIS, SO YOU MAY HAVE IT

OOHOHO, CINNAMON ROLL, THANK YOU

"-has developed a moderately sized growth on it's upper back. The subject appears unaffected by this, continuing normal documented behaviour. Closer examination is required.-"

"-owth within the last 12 hours. The subject still appears unaffected by this, but is aware of it, as it is not sleeping on it's back as normally documented. Parts of the growth are of an unusual sha-"

"-re now gone, but the subject is now acting aggressively, not allowing researchers to get close, even with the offer of it's favourite treat. It was advised to leave the subject alone for now, as it has acted violently in the past. Sedatives may be required in order to carry out it's regular chec-"

"-planation for the growths and increased aggression! The subject has reproduced! The offspring is identical to the subject, even down to the subject's unique flecked pattern. The subject has also developed a pouch, similar to a marsupial's. I must inform Mr D'Angiolini. More clones can be produced at a much faster rate with this metho-"

"-ing was taken away from the subject. The subject has never been documented with this type of behaviour before. It's cries are so... Human... This- This isn't right... I have to do someth-"

-N THE LOOSE. DO NOT APPROACH. 00258 IS KNOWN TO BE VERY VIOLENT. IF SPOTTED, NOTIFY SECURITY IMMEDI-

[the tape ends there]

WELL, THAT WAS INTERESTING, WASN'T IT?

[cyprussy]

skwith ov... skwith on ni...

praggg... prag yth yw an brys ma mar skwithhhh

keresik yth esov owth ombrederi war henna bledhynnyow ha mar kodhven y’n ewnhasen 💖💖💖

[eyesxxyou]

eye kuh-lowsd ma penitz in da uh-ven :(

Tek ituh owth

[mikka-minns]

Imagine this will be the Shirai Ryu and Lin Kuei conflict going forward: https://youtu.be/Ll3iyvbsRDM?si=XlsJfLdR-rQi8fHV

I mean..... That kinda how sibling argue sometimes.

I can imagine Kuai and Bi han do too

They Just have nothing to say anymore

Just give up guys, you arent great owth words. You never were.

Here's the link for everyone to see:

[andiwriteordie]

Oh my god holllyyyyy shiiittttt every single thing I read about the atla st au is so incredibly big brained. The way will starts to hate his bending after being kidnapped? The way each member of the party feels abt their bending? Ohhhh my god there's so much potential owth this au. Begging u to ramble abt smth on this au, I'm too tired rn to present any ideas but dear god is this so good

HI HELLO!

god i also freaking love this au. it's consuming my brain which isn't fair bc i have too much to do but it's just so so fun and i love it with my whole heart. you giving me free reign to ramble is Very Dangerous™️ because i have all the thoughts, and sometimes i start talking and then don't stop.

i'm gonna talk about max i think because i just love max with my whole heart. listen. max mayfield has such firebender vibes, right? we all know she and mike have similar (but not entirely the same) personalities, so mike and max having the same element would make a lot of sense in my mind. but (partly for me wanting to diversify the party originally, then me adding some more substance to it), i made her an earthbender, since i also think she has earthbender vibes.

so what if we get the best of both worlds?

what if max is like mako and bolin from LoK? her mom's side of the family comes from the fire nation, whereas her dad comes from the earth kingdom. then we have max who is incredibly hotheaded and stubborn and prone to tantrums as a kid—who seems like she should be fire—end up being an earthbender.

and like, alright. when she's young? she doesn't mind too much. her dad starts to teach her how to earthbend, and she likes it well enough. it doesn't quite feel like her though, and max struggles to make it her own. but she keeps going, because she's max mayfield. she doesn't give up.

then her dad leaves.

and suddenly, max is left with a mom she feels distant from, who is very similar in nature to her, but who she never has really been able to connect with. and then suddenly, her mom is marrying another firebender with a son who isn't just a firebender but who's also just awful to her. in a home full of firebenders, suddenly, max feels like the black sheep, and she finds herself longing to find the steadiness and stability and comfort that she didn't even realize her earthbending lessons with her dad gave her.

it's hard for her to learn earthbending after he leaves. her mom and step-dad can't afford to pay for lessons, so max is self-taught. she's an okay bender, and she does enjoy it more now, but it's also tinged with the pain of knowing she's never quite felt like she's belonged anywhere. she's an earthbender, who is supposed to be strong and steady and be able to withstand anything that comes her way. so why does max feel so unmoored?

she moves to hawkins eventually, and it's tough at first. because somehow, max stumbles into the worst (the best) friend group at school. it's a friend group of kids who aren't very good at their bending either, so that's nice at least. they won't make fun of max's sloppy technique or her self-taught earthbending. but they're hiding something, and once again, it feels like max is the outsider here. she's never going to belong, isn't she? is this what it means to be an earthbender? to just learn to suck it up? to take what life throws at you? to get weathered and worn down time and time again and simply be unable to do anything about it?

but god, then things change, and max gets pulled into this crazy adventure and the chaos that her new friends have been hiding. she finds her place in their group, she learns all their secrets, and she realizes something—that they, just like her, feel unmoored. unsteady. their world has changed so drastically in the past year—ever since will was kidnapped and they stumbled into el, the avatar. life has been wearing them down more and more, knocking them down time and time again, and it's happening faster than they can keep up with.

so max brings a stability into the group. her personality is a steadiness and a comfort, even in spite of the fact that she's the newest party member. she's resilient and strong, and she's a protector. yes, the world is going to keep trying to push them down. but the earth is strong and unwilling to budge, and the earth won't so easily be changed. in a time when things are changing for the party and where things are continuing to escalate and when the party isn't quite sure how to rebuild in the aftermath of their traumas, max gets to be the support, the foundation for the new lives they're all rebuilding together.

and when the time comes—and suddenly, it's max whose life feels broken beyond repair? when max feels like she doesn't know who she is anymore, when she's weighed down by her own guilt and anger and trauma? when she gets hurt by the same man who hurt will all the years ago and she loses her sight and doesn't quite know where to go from there?

then, it's those same friends—like lucas and el—who get to be her foundation to rebuild and who get to remind her that the earth is so, so strong and so enduring. max is so strong and so enduring. and nothing is going to stop her from getting back up again and standing steady and firm.

[eulchu]

dont worry the george taking a body shot off of lil nas will drop soon

pleaase dont play owth my emotions

[wemzissue]

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[realboutfatalfury]

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