#version 3

[revelio-magicae]

.·:*¨Revelio Magicae .˚ˑ༄ version 3 (9 octobre 2023)

Venez fêter Samhain avec nous sur Revelio Magicae, pumpkins scream in the dead of night 🎃 Bannières & codage by HERESY.

[oneliferpg]

Version 3 "the new romantics" en ligne

One Life fête ses 3 mois et enfile sa garde robe d'été avec un design très différent du précédent. J'avais (@ohdaylight) envie de couleurs et de mettre un peu de vie dans le design cette fois. Comme le forum gardera sûrement ces couleurs tout l'été il fallait aussi des tons dont on se lasse pas trop vite !

Donc on part sur des tons orangé & bleu pour cette nouvelle version ♥ & côté membres, on a atteint les 80 petits loups, une intrigue en cours & des petits rp communs avec notamment une fête foraine !

Vive l'été (en priant que ce design fasse venir le soleil sans les chaleurs écrasantes 😭)

[kettouryuujin]

So You Wanna See an Evolution Party? (V3)

The second they’d returned with Lady Lilligant, Akari had basically Extremespeed’d to the supply tent, leaving everyone else in the dust. Rei helped Arezu get her Noble to medbay, grumbling about Dewotts and priorities. Honestly, he didn’t see what the big deal was with this whole “evolution party” anyways.

Honestly, he’d rather rest up and heal. This whole thing was just… a lot to deal with. A whole lot to deal with. And being around the Dewott may only make things worse.

---

Akari was zipping around the supply hall, going back-and-forth to try and gather the supplies needed for the party. It was astonishing one hadn’t been planned yet, but there was a crisis afoot. That and these weren’t their natural forms, but. That’s no reason to cheat someone out of one of the most important days of their life!

“So...what’s the plan for when we get this all fixed?” Eh? Fixed? Wott? “Honestly? Mainly getting rid of all these adaptations, and getting rationing reset.”

Hearing all this caused the Water-type to screech to a halt before she stumbled over another’s words. They weren’t seriously talking about...

“Heh, well. I’d kill to have arms again, if you ask me. Sucks that I have to ask for so much help.”

“Legends, that has to stink. I’m just glad I still have mine...” As the pair laughed and walked along, neither deigned to notice the slack-jawed Explorer. And, if she was of a clearer mind, she’d be thankful for that. But as it was, she had only one thing in her mind.

“Palkia, why didn’t I think of that...’

---

Rei grunted, working his forelegarm a bit. One good thing about these changes, Potions were far more useful. And if Akari was anything to go by, this wasn’t that bad a fate - Jubilife was adapting enough before she showed up, but once the Dewott had shown that life as a Pokemon didn’t have to be uncivilized things picked up pace. 

On his way out, he passed by a Sliggoo’s bed, where the Rock-type Noble helped remove some shards of stone from his Warden’s goopy body. A small chuckle escaped the Raichu’s lips - another training accident, no doubt. The pair had been sparring a fair bit after both had gotten back to health, and he’d heard even Sabi was joining in. It made sense - while Sliggoo were blind, Goodra could see. Best to get that back sooner than later, even if they don’t know how long they’ll... be like this...

Eyes slowly went wide as implications went thru his head. Sweet Groudon, was that why?

---

*thump*

“OOF! Sorry about that Rei...”

“I-it’s alright, I wasn’t watching where I was going.” The duo slowly stood up, avoiding eye contact with the other.

Dust drifted upwards as paws shuffled. “So, umm... W-we don’t have to do the party.”

“I’m not sure where we cou-wait, what?” Embarrassment forgotten, the Electric-type’s eyes darted to look at the Mareepish Dewott.

“Y-yeah, I...I kinda was getting all into it, and forgot you guys. May not be staying this way.”

“I...umm. I actually realized that...”

“Wait, what?”

A small nod from the ‘chu. “Yeah, I...I know we want to go back to being human, but we don’t know how we’d do it... or when. So I guess indulging in something like an evolution party might not be that bad, especially if we...you know.”

“O-oh... I see.” Silence reigned over the pair, a small wind stirring up the dust and grass. “So, umm...”

huff...puff...

The sounds of exhaustion caused two pairs of ears to twitch, their owners turning over and down to look at the source: A small Growlithe, drenched and out of breath.

Both Surveyors immediately panicked, Akari reaching down to hold the poor thing. “What happened? Is everything ok? Why are you so wet?”

“A-Akari...that’s the young Lord.”

“Wott?” She turned to face her partner (...huh, guess he was!), eyes catching his fear-widened ones. 

“He’s not yet taken the Trial yet, but he should be next in line... and Palina watches him like a Staraptor. For him to be here on his own - “

“Something would have to be very wrong...” A shudder overtook the Dewott as she looked back at the shaking canine.

Tears quivered under his bangs as that ruddy muzzle worked, trying to form words - and eventually managing to get something out.  “P-please...help...h-help Momma...”

---

The two Explorers/Rescuers promptly rushed the runaway heir to the medical tent, where all attention was diverted to getting the dry and fed. Well, that and planning how to handle the Coastlands, since they had rocketed to the top of the “must-do” list.

(One does not just ignore a Noble’s request, alright?

Well, within reason.)

“What do you mean I can’t go?”

“You’re a Noble - well, Noble-to-be. You need to stay here with the others - we can’t risk you getting Frenzied.”

“But...”

“No ‘Buts’. Every other Noble we’ve met has been Frenzied, and we have no reason to believe you won’t be. Stay here.” And with that Rei walked off towards the Hall’s exit, Akari looking back worriedly before following.

The young Fire/Rock-type whined, head lowered. This wasn’t fair! Mommy and Other Daddy were stuck out there, and he couldn’t help! Yes, he was able to get them some help, but that was beside the point! He could actually help this time, so why wouldn’t they let him?!

He needed to find a way out to join up with them. Somehow.

...time to make use of all those times he’d snuck off to snag a treat early.

[ibun3x3]

New overlay! Ill be back to streaming soonish. Check me out on twitch @ perrythepunk3x3 if u like ps1/2 era games and occasional art^^

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[chaptertwo-thepacnw]

laid (version 3), james |1993|

[junmoonhui]

Because i am fucking LIVID right now, let's make a carat bong VERSION 4

Reblog and spread it to other carats on this blog to reclaim our family colors 💕💎

Y'all i see the fan designs and im disappointed in hybe

[cgoodin]

Dasher - Issue 6 - front covers

In the story of issue 6, dasher will go down to the sewers of Blackpool to face of against a terrifying creature that threatens the lives of not just the residents of Blackpool, but the entire world too.

Currently, I have made 3 different versions of the front cover based of the story line of issue 6. Right now, I've focusing on which of the 3 is best suited for it.

Once I make my choice, my next task will be to upload it onto the last page of issue 5 to tease issue 6 to the readers for when they finish the current issue.

[platoapproved]

What was that you said about memory? "A monster," was it?

[paintedcrows]

The Mystery Twins all grown up!! I love them so much. 13 forever, yet always older than me

[johnnymartyr]

Clearing the Confusion: Leica 50mm Summicron Version History

by Johnny Martyr If you’ve been on the market for a Leica’s most popular lens, the 50mm Summicron, you’ve probably experienced some confusion over the different versions that have been available since its debut in 1953. With lenses from most manufacturers, different model and age lenses of the similar specifications can be identified by a simple modification of the name. Leica is a little more…

[jolikmc-stuff]

Rockman World Plus (Fan Game, v3.0) - Full Playthrough by Jo Li KMC on YouTube (Linked video to be embedded later.)

It's not the worst fan game I've ever played. But, that's not saying much since the game is 99% built-in assets. No, it's just lazy. Very… very… lazy.

More of my thoughts on the game can be found here.

Like, seriously, what's up with the locked screens all over the place…?

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

feel free to put location/area in the tags

[chloesimaginationthings]

He has no mouth but he must scream in FNAF..

[traaansfem]

Reblog to Estrogenize Prev*

*Cis men are welcome to reblog this, but be aware that those labels may not last :3

[inkskinned]

you said you were stuck in a time loop, which was fine. i feel like late-stage capitalism has us all in a time loop, ammiright? you came barging in at 5:33. in the morning. i hadn't even processed the idea of coffee.

but you had this look of utter panic in your eyes. terror like the ocean. you grabbed my cheeks. im in a time loop.

i don't know why in movies the first reaction is to deny it. when someone is panicking like that, it's not appropriate to ask them to calm down. it didn't matter if i believed it, what mattered was that you believed it so much that it was consuming you.

so here we are. i pour you some of the dark roast. "you look like utter and entire hell," i say.

you push your fingers into your eyes. "you always say that."

i try to think of something funny to say that i wouldn't have said on previous time loops, but jokes don't land without the proper timing (lol). "remind me to think -"

"-yeah, of a joke that only works in the future. and before you say anything, i know you're pissed i just stole your punchline." you bolt the coffee, which is wild. it's very hot. you don't seem to notice.

i blow on mine to cool it down. i both am very pissed at you and also i can't see you in this amount of panic without wanting to help. but i'm also not really sure what we are, not since i saw you kiss her like that, no offense. it just was like, kind of rude when you knew i liked you.

and besides. i'm just like, barely a person. i write omegaverse fanfiction. i love the concept of a time loop, but what the fuck am i gonna do? send an alpha in there? i open my mouth.

you point at me. "you're about to ask why me. and then say some disparaging shit about yourself. i'm just a nerd who plays dnd or something. that self-own is slightly different each time." you sigh. "i know you think you can't really help me. i don't know who can help me. i only came to you because you fucking believe me." you check your watch, sigh, and throw your head back. you cover your eyes with one hand. "i've come here on 26 separate revolutions," you say. "you have believed me every time. and yeah, i have no idea how you fit into this but i just -" you sigh again. "i just like fucking talking to someone about it."

"do you need more cof-" i start, but you're already holding the empty cup out. i frown at it. "you're not getting any more until you promise not to bolt this one like an animal."

you laugh a little and sit up, pushing your hair out of your face. "okay, that's new dialogue. but to be fair to you, i'm not usually this rude. i'm still pretty new at all of this." you check your watch again. another sigh. i guess you're cruising for a personal best in the Sigh Olympics.

i almost tell you im not an NPC but i've played enough video games to know i'm very much an NPC. i pour you another cup. "so what happens in the loop?"

"really bad explosion." you mutter into the mug. you put your elbows on the table (rude) and bury your face in your arms like an angsty teenager. one hand floats up while you talk, because evidently you literally can't talk without your hands. "i have to save the day and there's this bomb and i have no bomb training and it keeps moving, you know."

"do i die?"

you peek up from your arms. "yeah. bigtime. you keep trying to run or stay or do anything and you always super die."

"oh."

"to be fair, like, everyone dies in it though.... so you're in good company."

i hate that you make me laugh. i hate that being around you always feels tingly and strange, this electric tension between us. something that is evidently (given how you stuck your tongue down a stranger's throat literally 3 days ago) (well. 3 for me) super one-sided. i take a sip of my coffee and close my eyes.

i die today, i guess. a little spark of panic starts at the top of my hands and starts whipping up my wrists.

"shit," you say. you look at your watch and jump to your feet. "i have to go. if i can come back, i will. i am still trying to figure out when is best to do everything, you know? the order of stuff. maybe morning isn't good for us."

i look up at you and think about how you keep kissing me in the back of my car and in alleyways and in the dark. and i can never fucking get a read on you. and i also think about how incredibly panicked you look. how broken. how long have you been doing this? "i don't want to die," i say.

you glance downwards. "well, you're not really dead, you'll come back in the loop."

"but i will have died." my hands are shaking. i am trying really hard to stay calm.

you push your hands through your hair again. "i really have to go. i will have this discussion with the next version of you, though. it is like, something i am thinking about."

"but i don't get a next version," i say. i don't really have the language for this, because i haven't had 26 tries with you. i only have my memories: you, a week ago. drunk and telling me you loved me in my ear. you, kissing her anyway. you, months ago, throwing up on my birthday, whispering to me i ruin everything i touch, always, over and over. please don't ask. i can't ever fucking have that be you.

i run my finger along the rim of the mug. "i don't want to die in this one."

you seem baffled by this. "i get that but - time will reset, you'll be fine, you won't even remember we talked about this."

"but i know now." i stand up too. "i have to live the rest of this day knowing i could die. knowing i probably am going to."

"you could always die, to be fair."

i feel my hands get out of control. "earlier, you said i always say a different insult about myself. what if you're just going through different parallel universes and those are all just different - but real - versions of myself? what if you're not in a time loop, you're in a fucking universe loop?"

"if it helps, i've wondered this too. also, you're hot in all of them. if that helps."

i point at you. "no flirting. i'm trying to figure out if i die today."

"who's flirting?" you catch my wild hands and give me that long, perfect smile. like we're in this together. "i won't let ya die." you check your watch and sigh again. "well. maybe not this time."

i grit my teeth. you are so not making quips at me while i try to explain the existential dread i'm having. "does the time loop reset if i fucking kill you?"

"honestly i don't know how long it continues after i die, because i just wake up. it could be that the loop goes until the explosion for everyone, and we're all in the loop, or it could be that when i die, the loop restarts. when i die i wake up, is all."

i pull away from you and stalk into the kitchen and start doing all 3 of my dishes. "okay, first, you know i was joking. and secondly, this is exactly my point. you don't know if this is just a parallel universe. maybe in the ones where you died, the explosion happened and nobody reset and it's just you travelling." i have to stop and push my heel into my eyeball. "... how often have you died?"

i look at you. you look at me. you give me this very sad, halfway smile and a little what can ya do shrug. something in that action seems so old and weary that i want to burst into tears.

"i have to go," you say. "really. for real. there's this family of five i save from getting into a car crash. and i know it's like oh but we're all gonna die in the explosion anyway, what's the point. and..." you shrug again. "it matters to me, is all. at least i saved them for now. at least i saved anything."

you pad over to me and wrap me in a tight hug. you always seem so tall against me. i feel your cheek rest against the top of my head for a moment. for a second, it's just us, and the space is warm, and my heart is a little broken hare.

you leave me there, and i stand in my stupid badly lit kitchen with my stupid mugs. i think about you. i start texting my mom that she needs to get out of the city, but it feels pointless.

i don't know what to do. tomorrow is the same day for you. but i have to prepare to die in my today.

[autoboros]

Wave of inspiration hit me suddenly for a hairstyle so I made a girl for it