#scorching sands

[pokemoninaction]

Cinderace used Scorching Sands!

Cinderace's type changed to Ground! (Libero Ability)

Pikachu used Thunderbolt!

~ Ultimate Journeys Ep. 39

[wardrobeoftime]

Could you design the female costumes for the films, Sheherazade (1963), Slave Queen of Babylon (1963), Solomon & Sheba (1956), The Ten Commandments?Especially Cleopatra (1963)?

Plissssssssss🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

I haven't seen any of these tbh and I don't have files for them. I'll need to do some research first, so this is more of a maybe.

[alulalover]

MORE cookie art! Plus another oc AGAIN, can you tell i make ocs just to love on my favorite characters? Their ship name is ScorchingSpice or whatnot 🌶️🏜️

Also some designs/practice with drawing Burning Spice, Wind Archer, Prune Juice and Capisaicin!

This game has kickstarted my art skills again so i’m so happy about it :]

[watchingblsnowandforever]

Epsiode 7 felt like a brewing storm: the rain, deceptively soft at first, then flashes of lightning in the distance, encroaching darkness. And then all at once, the power goes out, the rain starts pelting down mercilessly and the thunder booms across the sky. And the ship capsizes.

When the storm clears, it's only the ruins that are left.

[szynkaaa]

Sort of just feels wrong to see Monkey wearing shoes and having his whole feet covered

[pink-november]

Hello!! I don't think I've sent anything here so welcome to DINOSAUR FACT TIME!! The rules are simple, I tell you a dinosaur fact and you tell me a dinosaur fact in return!! (Unless you don't want to, I don't mind)

The fact I offer you today is: Ornitholestes (meaning "bird robber"), is a small, late Jurassic theropod. It was the first theropod discovered in the 1900s and was found by an American Natural History Museum expedition including Paul Miller, Peter C. Kaisen, and Frederic Brewster Loomis in Wyoming. As of current, all we have of the genus is that first partial skeleton with a crushed skull. The only known type species of this dinosaur is O. hermanni. There has been some debate on length and weight but I've done my best to put together numbers for you, so it's come to an estimated length of 2.08 meters (6.82 ft) and a weight of 15 kg (33 lbs). The maxillias in it's upper jaw contained 10 teeth each where the dentary in the lower jaw held 12, it's teeth were short despite its dentary bone reaching to below the middle of it's eye socket!!

I hope you enjoyed dinosaur fact time! :]

hi critter! nice of you to stop by here <3

how fitting of you to give me a dinosaur fact that essentially has the word "bird" on it XD especially considering the common fandom we share and thrive in. this is very interesting though and quite a mystery to unravel. what do you mean we only have a partial skeleton with a crushed skull for this genus? hopefully we can find more of its kind in the near future, mapping out its family tree a bit more! theyre also rather small guys (still bigger than me) and rather light. the teeth are quite curious too, wonder why they evolved to be like that...

well so dinosaur fact time from me [searches thru google] im sure u already know this but feathered dinosaurs are evidenced to exist based on the discovery of feathers of fossilized specimens of the sinosauropteryx in china. some dinosaurs like the microraptor and anchiornis had complex feathers that suggest they may have been capable of gliding or even powered flight. its kinda fascinating to think that the dinos predated feathers and flight than birds.

anyways yeah wanted to end this ask with something relating to birds XD thanks for dinosaur fact time <3

[corrodedcarpals]

lol quick derek sketch cause ive been learning how to draw f/urries and hes a hot f/urry

derek goffard belongs to gatobob

[boardthatsinkingship]

11. Sand

✨ V A L T O B E R ✨

His cape flapped behind him in a whirl of fabric, in a black arc like feathers. His long hair danced across armored shoulders. Each strand twirled through the sandy wind.

(excerpt from this fanfic: swallowed whole by a moonless sky)

special thanks to my friend who doesn't have tumblr for posing as the reference!

[prayers-to-hyliarceus]

Ohh, they get along so well!

[A photo is attached of Blupee perched atop Naboris's head, the two of them beaming at each other. They appear to be in a softly sunlit forest with thick trees.]

Aww

scORCHING SANDS NABORIS-

AGHGGHA

that sure wa s an ambush o f bees .

extrmeely overgrown bees.

[aurora-313]

Hi! Hope everything's fine!

I've been reading Black and Blue for a while and it's amazing, but that goes without saying. All your works and takes on Bleach are just perfect 😊. Fun fact? I hear the anime's OSTs while reading. Kaien sure is a badass when the visored theme plays, lol.

My question is: how does the other lieutenants and their 3rd seats, perhaps the younger ones, would look at Kaien? I have this question because I've been wondering specially about Yumichika and Hisagi, for some reason.

(okay, maybe it's because of the ship but that's not the point).

It's just that Yumi has that situation with his shikai and all, and Hisagi... well, honestly I've always looked at him and thought Ichigo with dark hair, so he's a tiny bit similar to Kaien, I think. If you squint.

If there isn't anything about them, please, tell me something about Kaien's trips. Did he met anything in Australia? Australian shinigamis 😂😂😂

Also, Kon thinking Ichigo had a boyfriend at the earlier chapters before Kaien saying he knew who Kon was made me laugh a lot. I could almost picture him holding a pride flag for Ichigo at some point, out of the blue lol. That's number one ally over there.

Wow, I can think of no higher compliment. I'm glad you've been enjoying my writing so much! And I'm glad my work makes you think of the OST, I frequently listen to the 03 anime's OST while writing and use them to sculpt the flow of the my chapters.

As for how the other Lieutenants will react to Kaien; well, canonically his name is still on many lips, even so long after his death. When these Lieutenants find out he's still alive - or came back to life - reactions will be understandably mixed. Aizen already pulled the stunt and tainted the gimmick. Not too hard to accuse him of being a plant to subvert the Gotei 13 (they're right. Just not the way they think, but that's spoilers).

Look at Rangiku. She was initially furious but cooled down after hearing his explanation and easily fell back into their old routine. Renji shit himself for understandable reasons, the others... well, their reactions will come in time. But given Kaien's a Visored now, I imagine that'll add another invisible divide that makes him an 'other' compared to them. First as a prodigal genius, now a Hollowfied Shinigami that they had standing orders to kill on sight until recently.

That being said, Kaien is a Shiba. When have they cared about being an outlier? He'll plow right through it with that bull-headed stubbornness and an easy-going charming smile.

But Hisagi specifically...? I sincerely believe they'd be fast friends, and I think Kaien might even defend him from Matsumoto's batting eyelashes. Plus, ya know, Kensei and Mashiro will be/is Hisagi's Captain and Co-Lieutenant, Kaien will be frequently visiting them and Hisagi will probably get roped into lunches or dinners or whatever they're doing.

As for places Kaien has travelled to: Egypt, Europe, Germany, Italy, Scandinavia, Africa. He's not met any psychopomps per se, but he has seen Valkyries (Scandenavia) and Shamans (Australia) in action.

However, there was an incident with Egyptian Priesthood in the Land of the Dead that Kaien, Kensei and Rose absolutely refuse to talk about, will violently silence anyone who tries and prefers to forget ever happened. The only comment that I'll make about that is the other Visoreds (namely Lisa and Hiyori) never thought they'd hear grown men screaming like little girls.

With Kon thinking Ichigo had a boyfriend because he was wringing his fingers over asking Kaien for help; that was just a one-off gag. A vehicle to get Ichigo and Kaien's conversation started. I wouldn't read anything into it.

Thanks for the ask~! I appreciate it. :D

[pokemoninaction]

Cinderace used Scorching Sands!

Cinderace's type changed to Ground! (Libero Ability)

Pikachu used Thunderbolt!

It doesn't affect Cinderace..

~ Ultimate Journeys Ep. 39

[pxvellan]

i need it to be summer so i can walk to the gas station at 3 am and not freeze myself to the bone.

[dreadranger]

I still plan on being here tonight it just might be at ungodly hours since my brother is (suddenly) visiting and I gotta nyoom to prepare for that real quick orz

[himasgod]

LEONA X READER

Where you start to ask him to use his UM for you

Where Leona, always insecure and determined about the patheticness of his UM, begins to change after meeting you, an artist who creates glass and crystal figures, and asks him to use his UM to transform glass remains into sand

loved this one <3

Leona hated his Unique Magic. Always had.

Sure, people said it was impressive. The ability to dry anything, to strip it down until it crumbled to dust in your palm? Sounded like the kind of magic suited for a king. Ruinous. Untouchable.

But in practice? It was destructive. Useless. Unoriginal. All it ever did was reduce things into sand. Turn lush greenery into withered husks. Sap water from soil, drain warmth from food, crack even the air with its dryness.

He’d never found a good reason to use it unless he wanted something to disappear.

And Leona Kingscholar didn’t like being reminded that he was good at getting rid of things.

So when you first approached him about it, out of the blue and way too bold for someone who barely knew him, he looked up from the grass in the greenhouse with a deep, annoyed grunt.

“You want me to what, herbivore?”

You stood over him in that stupid art-stained apron you always wore, holding a cracked chunk of smoky, burnt glass in your gloved hands.

“I’m not asking you to blow anything up, geez,” you said lightly. “I just… need some sand.”

He squinted at you, ears twitching slightly. “What, the beach too far for you?”

You smiled. “Yeah, and your sand is better.”

He blinked. “Come again?”

“The sand you make. From your UM.”

You lifted the shard to show him its jagged edge.

“See, this one’s ruined. The shape’s off, and it’s scorched. But if I grind it down, melt it again, I could maybe salvage it. But if you could just—turn it back into sand, I could get a cleaner rebatch.”

Leona sat up slowly.

“You want me to use my Unique Magic… on your garbage?”

You didn’t flinch at the edge in his tone.

“I want to try turning it into something new.”

Leona almost told you to piss off. Almost.

But you looked at that broken glass with such purpose in your eyes, like you believed something beautiful was still hiding in it.

And for some reason—maybe the sun was too hot, or he was too tired—he flicked his hand lazily and muttered under his breath.

King’s Roar.

The shard crumbled instantly, dissolving into a fine, pale gold powder. Clean. Almost sparkling in the sunlight.

You crouched to scoop it into a container with a small, satisfied hum.

“That’s perfect,” you said, like you’d just watched a flower bloom.

He raised a brow. “It’s just sand.”

“No, it’s potential.”

Something shifted in his chest at that. Uncomfortable. Hot.

You came back the next day. And the day after that.

Always with cracked glass or ruined sculptures.

Always asking, softly but with certainty, “Can I borrow your magic again?” And Leona always acted annoyed, always rolled his eyes like he was being inconvenienced, but he never said no.

And eventually, you started bringing things back to show him.

Bowls blown in spirals of color, where specks of sand were like desert stars.

Sculptures that caught sunlight just right, making tiny rainbows on the greenhouse walls.

Or delicate little trinkets—a lion’s paw, a flower blooming in a dish—that you swore were just “practice,” but he caught you smiling when he lingered on them too long.

“Couldn’t’ve done this without you,” you said once, holding a jar filled with a swirling, amber-hued hourglass.

“Your sand’s smoother than anything I could get from crushing it myself. It melts cleaner. Glows brighter.”

Leona grunted. “You’re the one doing all the work. I’m just breaking things.”

“You’re not breaking anything,” you said. “You’re giving me a chance to start over.”

He didn’t know what to say to that.

Because no one had ever said that before. Not to him.

Weeks passed like that. And slowly, Leona started to wait for you. Subtly. Not that he’d admit it.

He’d lie on the grass and tilt one ear toward the greenhouse entrance, pretending to nap while secretly hoping for your footsteps.

He found himself pocketing little broken pebbles on walks, wondering if you could use them. Once, he even caught himself thinking about what kind of glass he would be, if you ever sculpted him.

(Probably dark. Sharp. A piece that refused to be molded.)

One afternoon, you showed up carrying a bundle in cloth.

“This one’s for you,” you said, unwrapping it.

“I made it from the first batch of sand you gave me.”

It was a glass lion—small enough to fit in his palm, all sweeping mane and proud curve. Not flashy, but warm, like the sun on stone.

Leona stared. His mouth went dry.

“…Why?”

You tilted your head.

“Because I wanted to. Because I thought you deserved something that stayed, instead of just slipping through your fingers.”

That—hit something. Deep and buried. Something fragile.

He closed his hand around the glass lion slowly.

“…You’re weird, you know that?”

You smiled. “You’ve mentioned it.”

But when you turned to leave, he spoke again, quietly.

“Hey… next time you’ve got something to ruin, come find me.”

You paused, a little smile blooming on your face. “Yeah?”

He shrugged, looking away. “Might as well make some use outta this busted magic, huh?”

Your voice was soft. “It’s not busted, Leona. It just needed the right hands to show what it could become.”

His tail flicked.

For the first time in years, Leona Kingscholar didn’t think of his magic as something to be ashamed of.

He thought of sand in your hands. And glass glowing gold.

And he felt—maybe—for once—

Useful.

[eterniityblooms]

hi, hi! Great to see you got your ask blog up and running~! You mind if i ask some of those multi-muse questions?

4, 16, and 20? (Aiden Anon)

(ps, good luck on this blog! Hope you have a lot of fun!)

〔 multimuse blog questions! 〕

hiii thank u for the ask aiden anon send in all the questions you like<3

4 - which muse is, physically, the strongest?

by all technicality, i think zorah would be, or maybe lady dala, simply because of strength in relation to size, but if we took that out of the equation i think it would tie between zorah and shara, considering they're both dragons with gigantic rocky mantles/shells, though shara can move much, much quicker than zorah does (again likely due to size, though zorah is also obviously based on a snapping turtle so likely wouldn't be super fast even if small), and can jump (!!!) as well, even despite their entire body (compared to zorah only having it on his back) being covered in who knows how many tons of rocks

16 - what is a plot you’ve been wanting to do for [muse name]?

hmmm🤔 i've been itching to get to write pretty much all of my rain world muses, particularly nine shadows (a vulture) or gourmand, but my darling beloved kaboom is the one ive had more of a plot forーit isn't Much of a plot, mind, but i really, Really just want to do some kind of serious thread where he gets taken seriously as a muse; his ultimate goal is to get back to shimmering golden chimes, his iterator, but he doesn't even remember their name or face, nor has any idea where they are. all he can really do is wander, hope he finds people that can helpーi'd love for him to make some friends, so the world is a little less lonely<3

20 - which muse would investigate the scary noises? which one would hide?

vugel would absolutely investigate the scary noise, with the express intent of finding whatever caused it and throwing hands with it because he's an ebony odogaron and that's What They Do

ibushi, on the other hand, would probably hide; you'd expect an elder dragon like him to be less easily startled, but he was raised by humans (farmers, to be exact<3) and has always had a nervous disposition, and due to being raised not by his own kind his mastery of his abilities is quite weak compared to the average ibushi, so he's quite anxious and easy to startle

[i2rizz]

No Way He Pulled That

Synopsis-No one believed Bachira had a girlfriend-until they saw you, effortlessly stunning at the beach.

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The scorching sun beamed down on the golden sands of the beach, reflecting off the crystal-clear waves lapping at the shore. It was the perfect day for a break from the grueling training at the Neo Egoist League, and the Blue Lock boys were ready to unwind. The air buzzed with laughter, the scent of salt and sunscreen mixing in the breeze as the players staked out their territory along the coast.

And then there was Bachira.

"You guys don't believe me when I say I have a girlfriend?" Meguru huffed, kicking at the sand. "You’ll see! She’s real! And she’s amazing!"

The rest of the players groaned. They'd heard this a hundred times before. Rin scoffed, arms crossed over his chest, while Kaiser smirked with an expression that screamed, "Sure, buddy"

"Bachira, we've known you for years," Isagi chuckled. "If you had a girlfriend, we'd know"

"Yeah, just admit it, you’re making it up for attention," Sae quipped lazily, adjusting his sunglasses. (Js pretend he's also in the NEL or smth)

"Oh yeah? LOOK OVER THERE!" Bachira suddenly shouted, pointing wildly toward the volleyball courts.

All heads snapped in the direction he indicated, and suddenly, the playful chatter among them fell silent.

There, in the middle of a heated game of beach volleyball, stood the very definition of summer beauty. You.

The sunlight kissed your skin, accentuating every perfect curve. Dressed in a fitted bikini top that left little to the imagination, paired with barely-there shorts with the strings of your swimwear peeking out, you exuded effortless confidence. Your hair cascaded in tousled waves, a few strands sticking to your sun-kissed cheeks. A small sheen of sweat clung to your collarbones as you moved with ease, toned legs flexing as you chased after the ball. Every step was like something out of a slow-motion movie scene.

And then—the ball bounced right at your feet. You bent down, arching your back slightly as you picked it up, completely unaware of the jaw-dropping spectacle you had just caused.

A sharp inhale passed through the group.

"No. Fucking. Way," Kaiser murmured, visibly shaken.

Sae’s cool façade cracked just slightly, his eyebrows raising in disbelief. Rin’s arms fell from his chest, his fingers twitching at his sides as if trying to process what he was seeing. Isagi had forgotten to breathe.

"She's—she’s unreal," Chigiri whispered, shaking his head like he was seeing a mirage.

Meanwhile, Barou just clicked his tongue. "Tch. There’s no way Bachira pulled that"

And then—then you looked up, locking eyes with Bachira, and a slow, breathtaking smile stretched across your lips. With effortless grace, you strode toward him, the sunlight illuminating your every move.

The guys stood frozen as you reached Bachira, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a quick but affectionate hug. Before they could even process that, you placed a soft, playful kiss against his cheek.

"Hey, Meguru. Missed me?" you said, voice smooth like honey.

A shit-eating grin spread across Bachira’s face. "Told you, boys. My girlfriend’s the real deal!"

Silence.

Pure, stunned silence.

And then—

"EXCUSE ME?!" Kaiser practically screeched, gripping his hair in disbelief.

"No, this has to be some kind of social experiment," Isagi muttered, looking personally victimized.

Sae was still silent, lips slightly parted as he processed what he had just witnessed. Rin, on the other hand, had turned away completely, face twitching as he glared at the sea as if it had personally offended him.

Barou clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "Bullshit. What kind of witchcraft did you use, Bachira?"

"HAHA! The power of my monster, obviously!" Bachira cackled, wrapping an arm around your waist with unfiltered pride.

Chigiri blinked. "Are we in an alternate timeline?"

Gagamaru just nodded solemnly. "We have to be"

Meanwhile, you simply looked at all of them, lips twitching in amusement. "So, you guys didn’t believe Meguru?"

"WE STILL DON'T!" They all shouted in unison, still unable to process the reality before them.

But as you laughed and pressed another teasing kiss to Bachira’s cheek, there was no denying the truth:

Bachira Meguru had, indeed, pulled the hottest girlfriend they had ever seen. And it was breaking their brains.