#pla marie

[gelatinousrabbit]

still in the process of showing my stuff from last year but here is an art dump of a random assortment of characters!

[sharry-arry-odd]

Mary-Caryll had no family, so her move to Woodstock was easily accomplished. Her arms were as broad and strong as a ploughman's. Her chambermaid's duties seemed too light, too easy to her. But she went about them willingly and was especially devoted to the care of the person and room of small, quiet Sarah Ponsonby, whose plight in the house she sensed was not unlike that of the barmaid she had so staunchly defended. Her fidelities had always been simple, direct, and on behalf of the weak: a deserted cat, her overworked mother, who died in her arms after a fire that destroyed their cottage, the homeless thirteen-year-old barmaid who slept on a shelf behind the bar of the Sheepshead Inn, and now the orphaned and threatened Miss Ponsonby.

The Ladies, by Doris Grumbach

[pupsmailbox]

LOSER ID PACK

NAMES︰ acheron. adora. adrian. ajax. alice. amanda. angie. arthur. aspen. atticus. bane. ben. blaise. bobby. brennan. briar. bruise. cal. charlotte. clara. dean. devlin. dex. dexter. dominic. eddie. edith. flynn. grime. hattie. hiro. hyacinth. jabez. jacob. jamie. jason. jay. jenny. juno. killian. kitty. leon. levi. lukas. manny. mary. misty. monroe. morgan. nancy. noel. ozz. rento. robin. rust. sam. scottie. shadow. sion. tammy. toms. tristan. tucker. tyler. valerie. vera. viola. will. wolf. xavier. zack.

PRONOUNS︰ alone/alone. bro/bro. bru/bruise. brui/bruise. cat/cat. cool/cool. de/defile. dir/dirt. dirt/dirt. dream/dream. dude/dude. dumb/dumb. err/error. ex/expire. fail/failure. fall/fall. freak/freak. grime/grime. gro/gros. haze/haze. heart/heart. hx/hxm. idiot/idiot. it/it. ix/ix. loner/loner. lose/loser. loser/loser. love/love. lune/lune. melancholy/melancholy. misery/misery. odd/odd. paw/paw. pla/plain. quirk/quirk. rock/rock. rot/rot. sad/sad. scab/scab. scrape/scrape. shx/hxr. soda/soda. star/star. su/suck. thing/thing. thxy/thxm. vi/vile. void/void. weird/weird. yearn/yearn. zomb/zomb.

[lady-ace]

Mitosis

(set in an AU where Mary and Freddy are both small in their champion form, and Billy doesn't work for Whiz yet.)

Almost everyone knew the marvels. The magical sunny trio, who always seemed joined at the hip. Where one went, the other two were never too far behind.

Of course, with Captain Marvel being the oldest and looking very similar to the other two (Black hair, blue eyes, you get the idea) everyone thought the same thing; “Cap is the father of Mary Marvel and Captain Marvel Jr. Come on, it's even in the name!”

No one, from the public or the superhero community ever brought it up with them, because 'Well, it's obvious!'

..And then the Captain told them they were completely wrong.

/ / /

Superman, while in a casual conversation with the other leaguers, refers to Marvel Jr. As Captain Marvel's son.

Cap, who happened to overhear: “Son? Jr is my older brother.”

[Shocked pause]

GA, gobsmacked: “Why is he called Jr then?”

Cap, a little taken aback by the apparent shock this was to the others: “Well, to be honest, when Jr was coming up with a name, i suggested Jr, because he was smaller than me, and the name stuck.”

GA, still blue screening the fact that Jr was not Cap's son: “Wow.”

GL, waving his hands frantically to accentuate his point: “Are we just gonna pass over the fact Cap just said Jr was older than him?”

Plastic man, jokingly: “Next he's gonna tell us Mary Marvel isn't his daughter either.”

[Cap shoots Plas a look, and before he can speak up, Plastic man continues, his joking tone nowhere to be seen, now in it's place, an almost disbelieving one.]

Plastic man, incredulous: “Oh my God, you are.”

Cap, nodding in agreement: “She's my twin.

[Que various noises of surprise all around the table.]

/ / /

After a few days of Marvel trying to clear up the misunderstanding, it was quite clear a lot of the leaguers simply didn't believe him. Either chalking it up to magic shenanigans or just really doubting he could be younger than Freddy, even though it was so apparent he 'wasn't.'

So, they decided to pull a prank.

With the help of a spell, he aged his Champion form down to the age of his siblings, and dressed up as Mary.

They couldn't wait to see their faces when they saw not one, but two 'Mary Marvels' flying around the watchtower.

After all, they were twins. And what better way to prove it than the classic twin switch-up?

/ / /

Flash, rubbing his eyes before looking again: “I'm not seeing things, am i? Please tell me i've not gone crazy.”

WW, shaking her head: “No. You are seeing things correctly. There's two of our friend present.”

Flash, now a bit worried: “Has Mary been cloned, or is being followed by a doppelganger?”

WW, tilting her head a bit, trying to remember something: “Not that i recall. Maybe you could ask her about it? She doesn't seem concerned about the 'clone'.”

Flash, slapping his forehead in a 'why didn't i do that earlier?' way: “Good idea.”

[Flash goes over to the two Marys (Maries?). When he arrives, one of them beams.]

Billy: “Hi, Flash! How are you doing?”

Flash: “Good! Well, i've been meaning to ask you.. uh, something.”

Mary, grinning: “Well, go ahead.”

Flash, a bit too bluntly: “Why are there two of you?”

Billy, with the most cheerful voice ever: “Mitosis!”

Flash: “Mitosis?!”

Mary, saying this as if it was the most obvious thing: “Why do you think there's only one big Marvel, and the rest of us are small? We separated from the captain recently.”

Billy, holding in a laugh: “But keep it secret, okay? Me and the others trust you to never tell anyone our secret.”

Flash, who is like 'WTF did i just hear': “Uhh.. sure. I won't tell anyone.”

[The two proceed to tell everyone the supposed 'Secret.' Only years later the League would find out it was a prank, when Billy and Mary showed them their civillian forms. They still use the 'Mitosis' as a inside joke when a new member joins the League.]

[yapihapi]

Part 1

“I’ll be 87, you’ll be 89 / I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine.”

Blue Lock

Michael Kaiser x Reader

Fluff & Angst

Note: All characters and events in this story are entirely fictional and not based on real people or events. Please be advised that this story includes themes of violence, abuse, and spoilers for the manga. Reader discretion is advised.

The swing creaked softly under my weight as I held out the bread to the boy sitting beside me. He hesitated, his ocean-blue eyes glimmering with an emotion I couldn’t quite place. He looked fragile, like glass on the verge of breaking, but there was something fierce in his gaze, a defiance that refused to shatter.

“Don’t worry!” I urged, grinning. “It’s not poisoned. It’s from the bakery just over there.”

He stared at the bread for a moment longer before carefully taking it from my hands. His fingers were thin and trembling, his knuckles scratched and bruised. My heart ached at the sight, but I tried not to show it.

“Thank you…” His voice was soft, almost a whisper. Then, to my surprise, he tore the bread in half, handing the larger piece back to me.

“Oh! Thanks!” I beamed, taking it. “I didn’t bring this for me, but I’ll eat with you!”

We sat together in silence, swinging slowly and munching on our bread. The park was quiet except for the chirping of birds and the distant laughter of children. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, studying his worn clothes and messy blonde hair that glinted like sunlight.

“You know,” I began, breaking the silence, “I see you here all the time. I wanted to be your friend. You look so cool playing soccer.”

His eyes flicked toward me, and for a second, I thought I saw the faintest hint of a smile. “Thanks,” he murmured.

“Do you want to be a soccer player someday?” I asked excitedly. “It suits you! You look so happy when you play.”

“I… I don’t know,” he admitted, his gaze falling to the ground. His hands clutched the swing’s chains tightly, his knuckles white.

“Do you feel a connection with your soccer ball?” I asked. “My mom always says that if your heart feels something strongly, you should follow it.”

He was quiet, his sadness evident in the way his shoulders slumped. I bit my lip, trying to think of how to lift his spirits.

“Well, I think you should go for it,” I said earnestly, leaning forward to catch his gaze. “Starting now, I’m your first fan. I’ll be your number one fan when you play soccer. I just know you’ll do well.”

He glanced at me, his expression softening.

The streetlights flickered on, and I realized it was getting late.

“Oh, I need to go home!” I jumped off the swing. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

He nodded silently.

“Wait! What’s your name?”

“…Michael.”

“Michael? Hmm… Mihya! I’m calling you Mihya from now on!” I waved enthusiastically as I ran off, his quiet chuckle following me into the night.

Over the years. Mihya and I grew closer with each passing day. Every afternoon, I’d find him waiting at the swings, and we’d spend hours talking—or rather, I’d talk while he listened. He didn’t open up much, but I didn’t mind. His presence was enough.

But no matter how much time passed, the bruises never disappeared. Sometimes, there were new ones, and it broke my heart to see them.

One day, I couldn’t keep my worry to myself anymore. “Mihya… are you okay? Your bruises… they don’t seem to get better.”

He didn’t answer right away, his eyes fixed on his soccer ball. Just as I was about to apologize for asking, he spoke.

“My father,” he said quietly. “He gets angry. And… I’m the one he takes it out on.”

His words felt like a punch to the gut. I’d suspected something was wrong, but hearing it confirmed was almost unbearable.

I reached out, placing my hand over his. “You don’t deserve that,” I said firmly, my voice trembling. “You’re not alone, Mihya. I’m here for you.”

He didn’t say anything, but his hand tightened around mine.

For years, we shared everything—bread, secrets, plastic rings, and dreams. Michael began to smile more, though he still rarely spoke. I cherished those moments, holding onto them like treasures. He still had his quiet days, and sometimes I’d catch him staring at the horizon with a faraway look, as if he was dreaming of a world far beyond the park.

But then, one day, he didn’t show up.

I waited by the swings for hours, the bread in my hands growing cold. Maybe he was running late, I thought. Maybe something had come up. But as the days turned into weeks, the hope I clung to began to wither.

He was gone.

At first, I told myself he’d be back. Maybe he was busy. But the more time passed, the more doubts crept in. Had I done something wrong? Had I said something to upset him? The thought twisted in my chest, filling me with guilt.

I kept returning to the park, hoping for a glimpse of him. Every blonde-haired boy I saw made my heart race, only for disappointment to settle in when it wasn’t him. I even went to the bakery, hoping the scent of fresh bread would bring some kind of comfort, but all it did was remind me of how alone I felt.

Eventually, I started to believe the worst—that Michael had simply left me behind. Maybe he’d grown tired of my chatter, or maybe he’d found someone better to be with. The boy who once felt like my entire world had vanished, and I was left wondering if I’d ever meant anything to him at all.

— Author’s note!

Happy new year, everyone! I hope 2025 is off to a great start for all of you! I couldn’t resist diving into some angst for this story 😅 But don’t worry, I promise part 2 will be all about fluff and warm feelings to make up for it. Every reblog, like, and comment means so much to me and helps share this story with others who might enjoy it. I’d love to hear your thoughts, feedback, or anything that stood out to you. Thank you so much for taking the time to engage. <3

[allied-mastercuntputer]

unexpected.

after your planned date with tim takes an unexpected turn, you show him just how full of surprises you are…

word count: <500

warnings: not proof read…i kinda raw dogged this :p no use of y/n

notes: omg first thing of writing on here…im an autobiographical writer, haven’t touched fanfic since i was like 10. with that being said if i proof read it i won’t have the guts to post it. there will be better writing on my blog i promise. also super late for valentine’s day but it rained when i love the day of and no other day of the week n i thought it was funny.

“You told me you checked the weather Tim.”

You had called your boyfriend to let him know that a picnic wasn’t going to work. As soon as you woke up, the noise of rain pattered on your apartment’s roof, hitting you with the reality that being outside wasn’t an option.

“I did! Today is the first time this month it’s rained! But uhhhh should we do the Mary’s?” He tried to remedy the situation with the Italian restaurant in your university neighborhood.

“We go there all the time, can we do something special since it’s Valentine’s Day baby?” You smiled into the phone receiver. You knew he melted into man pudding when you called him baby and used that tone.

“Oh uhh-“ evidence of your work, “Anything you want. Maybe the rink and then hot chocolate after?”

“It’s a date.” You smiled, perfect time to show Tim what he didn’t know about you on the ice.

❅ ❅ ❅

Tim came to pick you up, you made sure to put on a raincoat. Not only to protect yourself from getting soaked, but also to reveal your outfit to your boyfriend in the car.

“Oh look at you, expecting to get some laps in?” He joked at the expense of your lululemon attire

“I like my pink define jacket, thank you very much”

“Hey! I like it too, definitely…tight. Hugs the right pla-“ You slap him on the shoulder, “Ow! Do you even know how to skate babe?”

This was your moment. Should you lie and wow him? Or should you tell the truth and loose your novelty? You lie.

“No actually, you’ll have to teach me.”

“That’s great actually, then you can’t let go of me-“ he smiled like an idiot before you interrupted him

“Don’t push it”

“Yes ma’am”

❅ ❅ ❅

You try not to be suspicious. ‘Act like you’re nervous, get shaky the first few minutes-‘

“Hey babe, need help with your skates?” Tim is an angel. As much as he likes to talk dirty, he genuinely cares and you always know it.

“Oh uhm, yes please”

“No problem.” he got on his knees and laced your skates up, “They need to be super tight, but not so tight you can’t bend your knees beyond a certain point.” Nobody could wipe the smile he had off his face. He was just happy to be teaching his girlfriend how to skate on Valentine’s Day.

“Thank you Tim. I feel like Cinderella, only my shoe has a sharp blade on it and my prince charming doesn’t know how to check the weather.” You giggle at his expense

“Im sure I’m a much better prince charming than whatever that guy had going on. Now stand up and see if it’s comfortable.”

“Perfect! Oh! I mean uhhh-“ You can’t let the jig be up, “Ouch super tight but I’ll be okay!”

Tim looks at you funny, but thought nothing if it, “Alright let’s go.”

❅ ❅ ❅

You can’t even stand it. You’ve been pretending to be awful at skating for almost 30 minutes. The real truth? You were on a figure skating scholarship just like how Tim was on a hockey one. You’d been skating since middle school and it had become a sport you loved deeply. You and Tim had been together for eight months, but the topic never really came up due to you thinking there were far more important things to your character.

“Can I try by myself?” your posture was awful, but it as about to be perfect in about 5 seconds

“Remember what I taught you about falling on your butt and not your face?”

It took so much not to roll your eyes, “Ill try not to fall because you like both of those things about me. think I’m okay.”

“Great! Let’s see you do 5 feet ahead. Go at any pace you want.”

You nodded, kissing him on the cheek. You immediately shifted into better posture, stopped shaking , and started skating at the pace you wanted, like he said. You begin with fluid crossovers, transitioning into quick footwork. With a push, you launch into a simple jump, landing with precision. You could feel the air whipping past your face as you gained speed. Your body twists and turns effortlessly, soon you’re skating circles around your boyfriend, who couldn’t do anything but look at you in shock. You stop right next to him.

“Was that okay?”

“Was that okay?? What are you doing studying here! People get injured all the time at the olympics I’m sure you could fill in and it would make no difference” He laughed in complete shock, “How long have you been skating for?

“More than 10 years”

“We should definitely take this to my place. You’ve won my heart. Not that you didn’t before I just- let’s go babe.”

“No I’m actually having so much fun!”

[celuloideycarbono]

Vingegaard - Pogacar: a rivalry in numbers (updated).

118 race days together: 92 times Tadej finished ahead; 24 times Jonas finished ahead; 1 DNF for each one.

They raced in 4 GT together (Tdf '21, '22, '23 and '24). Tadej finished ahead two times, Jonas two times. They raced 4 one week races together. Tadej finished ahead 3 times, Jonas one.

Difference in time between them in the four TdF editions they compete together: 1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 01:25.

Difference in time between them in the seven ITT in TdF they compete together: 1st Jonas, 2nd Tadej, 00:06.

12 TdF Stages in which they finished first and second:

Stage 17 Tour de France '21, Sant-Lary-Soulan - Col du Portet (1st Tadej, 2ndJonas, 00:03). // Stage 18 Tour de France '21, Luz Ardiden (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 00:02) // Stage 7 Tour de France '22, La Super Planche des Belles Filles (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, same time) // Stage 17 Tour de France '22, Peyragudes (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, same time) // Stage 18 Tour de France '22, Hautacam (1st Jonas, 2nd Tadej, 01:04) // Stage 6 Tour de France '23, Cauterets - Cambasque (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 00:24) // Stage 16 Tour de France '23, Combloux (ITT) (1st Jonas, 2nd Tadej, 01:38) // Stage 11 Tour de France '24, Le Lioran (1st Jonas, 2nd Tadej, same time) // Stage 14 Tour de France '24, Saint-Lary-Soulan Pla d'Adet (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 00:39) // Stage 15 Tour de France '24, Plateau de Beille (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 01:08) // Stage 20 Tour de France '24, Col de la Couillole (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 00:07) // Stage 21 Tour de France '24, Nice (ITT) (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 01:03).

Stages in which they finished first and second (one week tours):

Stage 5 UAE Tour '21, Jebel Jais (1st Jonas, 2nd Tadej, 00:03) // Stage 4 Tirreno - Adriatico '22, Bellante (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 00:02) // Stage 6 Tirreno - Adriatico '22, Carpegna (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 01:23) // Stage 8 Paris - Nice '23, Nice (1st Tadej, 2nd Jonas, 00:33).

Most difference between them in a Tdf stage:

Stage 17 Tour de France '23, Courchevel: 05:45 ahead Tadej.

Stage 8 Tour de France '21, Le-Grand-Bornand: 03:25 ahead Jonas.

Stage 11 Tour de France '22, Col du Granon: 02:51 ahead Tadej.

Stage 15 Tour de France '24, Isola 2000: 01:42 ahead Jonas.

Climbing records (source climbing-records.com & @ammattypyöräily):

By Tadej: Planche des Belles Filles '20 (16:10), Puy de Dôme '23 (35:11), Col du Grand-Colombier '23 (44:32), Poggio '24 (09:26), Vallter 2000 '24 (31:28), Port Ainé '24 (46:10), Monte Grappa '24 (51:48), Galiber (from Lautaret) '24 (20:48), Pas de Peyrol '24 (07:22), Pla d'Adet '24 (25:08), Plateau de Beille '24 (39:58), Isola 2000 '24 (38:14), Col de la Couillole '24 (39:17).

By Jonas: Marie-Blanque '23 (20:58), Tourmalet '23 (from Luz-Saint-Sauveur) (50:54), Col de Pertus '24 (12:02).

Both: Cote de la Croix Neuve - Mende '22 (09:03), Tourmalet (from Campan) '23 (45:35), Les Bettex-Saint-Gervais '23 (18:25), Platzerwasel '23 (with Gall) (22:03), San Luca '24 (05:29).

images: Mont Ventoux '21, Galibier '22, Joux Plane '23, Plateau de Beille '21.

[gryficowa]

Boycott!

I wanted to give vocaloid Pico, but the Pico from the game popped up lol

Now that I have your attention:

[useless-catalanfacts]

Mariquita Tennant (born Maria Francesca Eroles i Eroles) was a Catalan woman who protected abused and poor women in Windsor (England).

How did she end up in England?

Mariquita was born in the village Pla de Sant Tirs, in the High Pyrenees of Catalonia. During the war between those who wanted an absolutist monarchy and the liberals, Mariquita's father was involved in the liberal side and between 1821 and 1823 he was the leader the local miquelets (militia). When the King of France sent the army known as the Hundred Thousand Sons of Saint Louis to help restore the absolute monarchy, many liberals went on exile to England. Mariquita followed her father, mother and three siblings on exile to London.

They settled in Somers Town, a neighbourhood that had become home to many exiles from Catalonia and the Valencian Country and that had previously also become home to exiled French revolutionaries and American independentists. In February 1833, Mariquita married David Reid, son of a Scottish beer maker who had become wealthy running a pub chain in England. But in November of the same year, David threw himself down a window during an epileptic attack, resulting in his death. Soon after, Mariquita's first and last daughter Mary was born, but she also died soon. Some years later, Mariquita married again. Her new husband was Robert Tennant, but he died a sudden death in 1842.

In 1846, at 38 years old, her first husband's family allowed her to live in one of their properties. She turned this house into a shelter for girls who had been abused by society. There were many girls and women in this situation, so the house was full very soon. Quickly, Mariquita looked for funds and allied with the Anglican church to create a local branch of the House of Mercy. In 50 years, this institution attended and housed 2,500 girls in Windsor, many of which were girls who had been forced into prostitution by poverty and until then had had no way to escape.

The house that Mariquita's first husband's family let her live in, and which she turned into a shelter.

Mariquita suffered bad health for most of her years of service, and in the end died in 1860. She's buried in Saint Andrew's cemetery, overlooking the house she turned into a shelter.

In 2005, the Windsor and Maidenhead city council uncovered a blue plaque to remember her (in England, blue plaques mark the place where a historical event happened or recognise a historical person), though there's a small mistake because it says she was born in 1811 but she was actually born on November 9th 1807.

She's the only Catalan person to have an English blue plaque.

[highflyartist]

PART TWO OF THE SMALL FANFIC BASED ON @endomentendo 's WONDERLAND AU (Ft. Celta/Naomi)

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This takes place after Pomni's misadventures. They meet at one point but Celta stayed longer which made her think Pomni needed rescuing still.

--

After spending a fortnight in this weird digital world, it seems that all was normal presumably because Pomni was able to escape. Celta began walking through the forest and soon came across a quaint house on a small perched up hill. There, she saw the little clown again to where she asked, "Do you know how to leave this pla-"

Suddenly, she was barked at by the clown, "Mary-Ann, thank goodness you arrived early! Fetch my cufflinks! I forgot them again!"

"Wha-" she was about to ask.

"Don't ask questions! In you go! Hurry!!" He pushes Celta inside and without question, Celta begins looking around but suddenly, a cake catches her eye. One thing that Celta was back in the real world when she was Naomi, she had a huge love for sweets. So, taking a slice, she bit into the piece like it was nothing. Her smile of happiness was short lived as suddenly she began growing.

She couldn't do anything in the cramped space except stick one arm out the window and hunch up like someone having an existential crisis. She sighed, telling herself, "I might have a problem when it comes to eating sweets."

She continued to grow and she exclaimed, "What will become of me now?!"

--

TADC Digital Wonderland AU belongs to @endomentendo

[headmateelevator]

can we have a prismatic pal finn, a star-time vee, and a twisted pebble? srry for 3 in one rq but. the ffragments. you kno

..Vee, Finn, AND Twisted Pebble..! take care of them, will ya?

name(s) - Finn , Finnley , Fisher , Brook , Fish , Scale , Ocean , Lazuli , Goldie , Esox , Sun , Glimmer , Bennett , Flori , Silver , Gem , Gemini , Pisces , Mari , Marine , Sea , Collie , Tri , Sphyrna , Nori , Nemo , Gill , Coral , Reef , Aqua , Ariel , Dory , Tuna , Guppie , Guppy , Cory , Piscus.

pronouns - he / him / it / its / wave / waves / fish / fishes / swim / swims / sea / seas / co / coral / co / cod / aqua / aquas / mar / marine / wa / water / fi / fin / fins / co / cory / doras / prawn / prawns.

gender(s) - transmasculine , fish gender system , aquariumgender , troutgender , fishstelic , somnolentuspiscis , spacefishgender , fishiegender , fishtelevisic , koigender , lexifishic , fishlexic , oceanibreezic.

orientations - biromantic demisexual.

role(s) - mood booster , beauheur , hyperfixation keeper , ADHD holder (if applicable) , humorist

species - fishbowl-thing toon.

source(s) - Prismatic Pal Finn - Dandy's World.

emoji(s) - 🐟 , 🎣 , 🐡 , 🐠 , 🪸

likes - fishing , telling FAR TOO MANY jokes , science related stuff (finds science cool , might not actually know too much about it) , books , studying sea life , doodling on any paper it gets waves hands on , showers / baths , ANY hyperfixations of the system.

dislikes - feeling dry , being told to stop talking , itchy clothes , understimulation.

front triggers - fish jokes , himself being played ingame , aquariums , showers / baths , anything aquatic.

faceclaims -

( 1 - 2 - 3 )

name(s) - vee , vii , v1 , veronica , cyber , orbit , cosmo , erudiae , destriae , hunter , harmony , harmonia , healia , abunie , presiven.

pronouns - she / her / tech / technos / technologys / he / him / his / web / webs / website / cy / cybers / it / its / click / clicks / vi / virus / digi / digitals / .exe / .exes / they / them.

gender(s) - agender , webthing , genderbotic , techcoric , bluestaric , purplestaric , constellunyx , cosmideityfem , frilluaic , techlexic

orientations - biromantic , ace-spike

role(s) - drowser , verbal protector , night guard

species - TV toon.

source(s) - Star Time Vee - Dandy's World

emoji(s) - 🌌 , 🪐 , 💫 , ☄️

likes - night time , watching gameshows , some sourcemates (specifically any star time variants) , having necessary arguments , being online , stars.

dislikes - loud or what tech deems annoying people , people who start arguments for no reason , people the system generally dislikes , hot weather , starless nights.

front triggers - star time sourcemates , night time , online activity , gameshows , being played as ingame

faceclaims -

( 1 - 2 - 3 )

name(s) - Pebs , Bark , Claw , Fang , Buddy , Spot , Fetch , Ruff , Wolf , Digger , Growl , Howl , Cooper , Dale.

pronouns - he / him / they / them / ba / bark / barks / gro / growl / growls / cha / chase / chases / ru / run / runs / pla / play / plays / bo / bone / bones / ho / howl / howls / mea / meat / carc / carcass / blo / blood / shre / shred / gu / guts / go / gore / han / hangry / hu / hun / hungry.

gender(s) - doggender , bodyhorroric , corbeatsonusic , emptic , slashpupgender , thingmutt , muzzledcanineic , muttgender , dogthing , dogtailwagic , streetdogferalic.

orientations - nonhuman4nonhuman , dog4dog.

role(s) - protector of all trades , DNI holder , anger holder , emotional enhancer.

species - Twisted Dog Toon

source(s) - Twisted Pebble - Dandy's World

emoji(s) - 🐶 , 🐾 , 🐕 , 🦴

likes - eating meat , sourcemates (specifically other twisteds or Dandy , and sometimes other mains.) , yelling at people , running around , hanging out with pets , scaring people (just a bit,,) , chewing things , the sun.

dislikes - others being too loud , most people (at first) , cloudy weather , being tired , uncomfortable clothes , wearing too many layers of clothing , being too hot.

front triggers - Dandy fictives / kins / etc , himself being brought up , arguments , current fronter being too mad , overwhelming emotions , meat being served , dogs.

extra info - probably semi to non verbal

faceclaims -

( 1 - 2 - 3 )

THIS WAS SO FUN!! sorry if the packs are a bit smaller than usual due to there being three, if you need more just let us know!!

also sorry for capitalization errors and such! a lot of us worked on this one, so some things might look odd!!

AND ALSO OBVIOUSLY SORRY FOR THE WAIT WE SUCK

[her-idol]

hello and hi's to you! any boy-loser themed NPTs? /silly if you do that much thanks to you!!!!!

NAMES

wolf , arthur , levi , ben , atticus , sion , angie , manny , mary , hiro , shadow , vera , ozz , eddie , jay , jacob , rust , will , dexter , dex

PRONOUNS

lose/loser , he/hem , it/its , fail/failure , void/voids , su/suck , fall/falls , err/error , pla/plain , vi/vile , de/defile , ex/expire , grime/grimes , gro/gross , lose/loser , rot/rots , weird/weirds , dir/dirt

TITLES

prn of failure , the loser , prn who stands alone , prn who lost , the boy who loses , prn who fell , prn of fallen luck , the boy in the trap , the awkward one , prn with bruised pride , prn with bruised luck

[septiseph]

My Comifuro18 Catalogue

Open PO sampai 5 Mei~

Masih bisa beli on the spot jika tidak preorder, tapi beberapa merch jumlahnya limited karena stok sisa event sebelumnya. Jangan sampai kehabisan!

Fandom:

- Pokemon (BW, PLA, SV, submas, mellingo, hassius, fuecoco, quaxly, sprigatito, kieran, ogerpon, dudunsparce)

- FE Engage (Alcryst & Sommie)

- Kocheng

Dan masih ada lagi banyak merch buatan teman-teman dari Artelier Circle~ Mari kunjungi & lihat-lihat booth kami di E-34!

[pupsmailbox]

MEDICAL︰GORE ID PACK

NAMES︰ aceso. addison. aden. aero. airmed. aliza. alora. althea. ambrose. ambulette. ame. amelie. amor. amore. angel. angelique. angelo. anna. anthony. apollo. arabella. arzt. asa. avian. babe. baby. bambi. bandage. bandagette. blanche. blanchette. blood. bloodette. bright. brigid. cal. carla. carmelita. catherine. cathie. cathy. cecil. chamomile. charge. charles. charlotte. clara. clemence. clement. connie. cora. corina. corry. cosmas. cross. crosse. crossette. daisy. daniel. david. delilah. desdemona. dorothea. dropsy. edema. edith. eira. elias. eliza. elizabeth. ellison. emil. emily. emma. evangeline. feronia. fleur. florence. fragilette. frailette. galen. ginger. gram. grimm. hansen. harmonie. harmony. hazel. healer. hira. hospette. ida. incisionette. incisionne. ivie. ivy. jace. jackie. james. jason. jayla. jayr. jen. jennifer. joasias. john. josiah. joy. jules. kaison. lace. lain. laryn. leah. lee. leigh. leuk. lucie. luciel. lucile. lucy. lue. lues. lyra. lyrica. mae. maebell. maggie. maiya. malachi. mark. mary. marybelle. may. maya. meddette. medette. medicel. medicette. medicinalle. medilita. mercia. michael. michelle. milo. milu. mitzi. moraxella. morgan. natasha. needlette. nile. norrie. norry. nursesse. nursette. nursie. nwurse. nyura. palsy. penny. phoebe. phoebus. pille. pillette. pott. potter. quinn. raphael. ray. red. redde. reseda. reye. richard. robert. rose. salmon. savior. scalpelle. scarlet. scrivener. scrubbe. scrubette. scrubs. serra. shiga. solitude. steven. stitch. stitches. stitchette. susan. sylvie. syrinelle. syringe. syringette. thomas. triage. vasc. viper. vitas. vitus. wiel. winnie. yves. zika. zoster.

PRONOUNS︰ ache/ache. ai/aid. aid/aid. aid/aide. amb/ambulance. ambulance/ambulance. bacteria/bacteria. band/age. band/aid. band/bandaid. bandage/bandage. bandaid/bandaid. bile/bile. blood/blood. bu/bubonic. bump/bump. ca/care. care/care. chick/chicken. chronic/chronic. chu/chu. clean/clean. cold/cold. cough/cough. crab/crab. cross/cross. cross/crosse. cure/cure. cyu/cyu. die/dying. doc/doc. doc/doctor. doctor/doctor. dra/draw. drug/drug. fe/fever. fever/fever. flu/flu. fluff/fluffie. fragi/fragile. fragile/fragile. fragile/fragility. frail/frail. frail/frailty. gauze/gauze. germ/germ. gown/gown. gross/gross. he/heal. he/heart. he/help. he/hem. heal/heal. heal/healer. healer/healer. heart/heart. help/help. herb/herb. herb/herbal. hos/hospital. hospital/hospital. ill/ill. in/inject. incision/incision. infect/infection. injure/injury. iv/iv. ivy/ivie. ivy/ivy. lace/lace. li/live. love/love. lung/lung. luv/luv. mas/mask. mask/mask. med/med. med/medic. med/medical. med/medicine. medi/medic. medi/medicine. medic/medic. medical/medical. medicine/medicine. nee/needle. need/needle. needle/needle. nu/nurse. nur/nurse. nur/se. nurse/nurse. out/outbreak. pain/pain. pat/patient. patient/patient. pi/pill. pil/pill. pill/pill. pla/plague. plus/plushe. poke/poke. red/red. sa/save. savior/savior. sca/scan. scissor/scissor. scissor/scissors‎. scrub/scrub. shi/hir. si/sick. sic/sick. sick/sick. sick/sickly. skin/skin. sle/sleep. sneeze/sneeze. so/soft. soap/soap. sore/sore. stab/stab. stem/cell. stitch/stitch. stu/study. su/surgeon. sun/sun. sweet/sweet. symptom/symptom. syn/syndrome. syr/syr. syr/syringe. syri/syri. syrin/syringe. syringe/syringe. tape/tape. te/test. virus/viruse. ward/ward. we/well. wrap/wrap. ☎ . ☣️ . ⚰ . ❤️‍🩹 . 🌀 . 🌡️ . 🎀 . 🏥 . 🏨 . 👨🏻‍⚕️ . 👩🏻‍⚕️ . 💉 . 💊 . 💐 . 💤 . 📞 . 🔬 . 😷 . 🚑 . 🤒 . 🤢 . 🤧 . 🥀 . 🥼 . 🦠 . 🧊 . 🧑‍⚕️ . 🧠 . 🧪 . 🧫 . 🧬 . 🩸 . 🩹 . 🩺 .

[onestepbackwards]

(Chatting)

I know a lot of people love the Self-Aware Au.

But I can’t help imagining the Hisui residents being in another universe that playing PLA gives us access to. They are unable to see us but can feel us looking over the MC’s shoulder.

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Most of them brushed it off during the first few days. There were enough things to worry about before Ward (and wasn’t that just the oddest name for a young girl) fell from the Rift... Until they started noticing something following the sky-faller. It seemed to have some control over the girl if all the inhuman feats she pulled off were any indication. Not to mention everyone could feel it looking at them from behind her.

The first few signs were hard to miss. Ward was able to stay up for several days and nights going on surveys. Except she started sleeping through entire days, getting up at specific times, went out to catch, and repeat. Her throw accuracy topped even that of Captain Cyllene, though according to the Professor she would occasionally break a ball on a tree. Secondly—Ward never seemed to get dirty despite being in the wilds for so long. How ironic dirtiness would be more normal than her spotless ness.

Pokemon caught by the corps member would rarely if not ever misbehave. She tamed them in some unseen ways but even too-powerful ones who ignored her commands never grew hostile. They were too frightened to tell her off for sending out Pokemon inside Jubilife Village.

(Marie seemed to be affected when she didn’t mind how peculiar the Pokemon were. How did a wooden fence stop them from rampaging???)

It could also predict what their requests were going to be. Ward spent many weeks religiously catching Buizel before taking Dorian’s request. His new Buizel was the exact size he had been looking for to aid his original one. Beauregard got three new Wurmples with the being saying something about Beautifly being impossible to get with one. And wasn’t that a shock! The non-human thing would make rare comments on issues—it seemed to have selective hearing...

A rather startling surprise came when it left Ward standing in place. She didn’t talk but they heard her hum, saw her fidget, even stretch.

Never did the being get truly mad. Frustrated over losing the chance to catch a rare Pokemon was the closest. But a poor Agriculture corps man was left shaking after Ward listened to him talk about his Cherrim request. Kichi described the absolute hate directed at him for half hour from it. First, he felt its gaze focus on him more intently than a casual glance over. Then he could feel the thing glaring at him and its voice complained so much about how stupid Cherrim was! He just wanted to see the complete entry!

It got mad enough to leave Ward stuck for a few minutes in front of Kichi. So. The entity didn’t like all Pokemon as its dedication to the Pokedex project indicated...............

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Otherwise, us playing through Day and Night cycles. Sleeping at camp. Getting through requests as quickly as possible. And hearing about the dreaded Cherrim quest yet not knowing who exactly gave it to us.

I might write more of this. What do you think?

These ideas are very interesting, building off of that last ask 👀

Idk, just the idea of characters being wary of a ‘vessel’ is pretty neat.

To everyone, it’s just weird. No one really knows how to react to the hero, seeing as they are just… only somewhat there? Just a puppet to whoever is really in control. It makes conversations… tense.

And seeing everything they do… being able to sleep like a rock without moving a muscle, as much as needed, at any time. It has people on edge. Especially since despite how the hero may sleep in the weirdest places at the weirdest times, pokemon don’t attack the camp.

Sometimes the hero will just stare in the fields at nothing, standing there for hours. Sometimes even days.

If you watch them long enough, you start to notice how often they repeat thing. The same exact stretch, the same exact look around, the exact same hum.

It’s unnerving.

Sometimes the people think it’s better if they leave the hero alone…

Best not to poke the beast behind the hero. The one they cannot see.

[ann-chovi]

22, 29, and 30 for the ask game! :3

-❓️

22) Fight or Flight? Are they a lover or a fighter?

FIGHT.

To the point that there will be situations later that she will literally need to be DRAGGED AWAY FROM for her own safety. :'D Girl is used to being in the thick of it and providing aid in emergencies. She doesn't back down easily.

29) Imagine a mood board for your OC! What’s on it? (Make it if you want!) I'm not really familiar with how mood boards work??? Is it like- how I drum up inspiration to work on stuff with her? That's mostly music- The PLA OST, and a bunch of different stuff that pops up on my Porter Robinson station on Pandora (So like- Tritonal, Zedd, Rameses B, Virtual Self, Seven Lions, and of COURSE Porter Robinson) So I guess there's an audio moodboard for you??? 30) My OC and your OC are friends. This isn’t a question. I’m not asking. (How do they respond?) Mari: "Hello??? I mean, I guess- the least you could do is buy me dinner first though???"