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my moonpaw!!

an apprentice who drank the moonpool for some saving starclan prophecy reason and is now haunted by a catsonification of the moonpool. it's very new to mortal life having only previously experienced whatever the hell the medicine cats and leaders are up to and they have to learn to work to gether and kiss

Ocarina of Time Fanfic (Ch1)

Saria, Hero of the Forest Chapter 1: If Time Was a River… Characters: Saria, Link, Mido, the Kokiri…

Disclaimer: This is a hypothetical alternate timeline to the events of “The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.” This story is a showcase of what might have happened if Saria were to take on the role of Hero of Time in Link’s place. This story includes existing events and dialogue from the game, deviating more as the story progresses and its differences become more pronounced. This is not an exact retelling, however. There are new characters, names (some characters were not given names until Majora’s Mask while others didn’t originally have names at all, such as Saria’s fairy), and extra content meant to fill in the gaps. The story also explores and interprets available lore, diverging only when appropriate (such as to compliment the additional content). Any critique or feedback is greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy.

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Somewhere to the east in Hyrule, a foul plan has been hatched. A sorcerer from the Gerudo Desert known as Ganondorf tried to take the Kokiri’s Emerald, but when the Great Deku Tree refused him, a terrible monster was sent to curse the Deku Tree and feed on his life force. Unable to move, he was helpless against this monster. Growing weaker, he reached out to one of the fairies of the forest.

“Navi… Navi, where art thou? Come hither…”

Afficher davantage

A friend has given me an AMAZING IDEA. Hear me out.

Danny fenton. In the Pokémon world. Going around meeting ghost type Pokémon.

IT WOULD BE AWESOME

Especially if he’s world hopping and is NOT used to pokémon

“OoOo this house is SUPER Haunted!”

(Finds what’s doing the haunting)

“…… that’s just a weird cat. Not even a ghost cat- it’s just weird”

I feel like all the ghost types would follow him around, he doesn’t have pokéballs or anything they just like him.

His Pokémon just dragging him around to do Trainer things and Danny just having no clue what going on like-

Some random kid challenges Danny to a Pokémon battle

Danny has no idea what that means but definitely does NOT want to beat some toddler into the ground and is trying to find a way out of this “Pokémon battle”

His Pokémon on the other hand will NOT stand for this DISRESPECT and promptly ignore Danny’s attempts to leave in order to DESTROY THIS CHILDS DREAMS

mm this was mostly for anatomy practice n shit but doodles!

tanerelle by seb xavier

Maxfield Parrish - New Moon

I have a really complex relationship with religion, but here’s something positive

sorry this is out of order but,, yeah the personality character test is pretty accurate as an introverted guy,, except the high self esteem part no way nuh uh

also "should have been a villain" 💀 HAHHAHAHA MAYBE!! i thought i'd get neurodivergent character but really i'm gonna go down the Spamton villain pipeline if one more stupid thing happens. or just become Peppino. that's possible too

and finally the picrew, pretty darn accurate! always wearing headphones, hair is messy as fuck, resting bitch face, evil trans man, just make the guy a little chubbier and it's on point. i try to keep my hair in check sometimes i really do.,.,

this was fun and it looked like a pretty cool thing to try :) i know i'm supposed to tag someone but,,, my shyness is either gonna pretend i didn't read that or just tag my other account :D (its a garfield blog if you're wondering im just gonna end up making Jon lmao)

PICREW + QUIZ TAG GAME — [ original post ]

i found this really cool challenge on here and i wanted to share it with you (with an extra suprise)

THE RULES. —

1. take the quiz,

2. do the picrew,

3. take this quiz aswel,

4. reblog this post with your results and tag whoever u think would enjoy this challenge too!

MY RESULTS. —

the first quiz is one 90 procent accurate lol🤞and i tried to make it look like gyaru make up but it just looks like i have white circles under my eyes! and the second quiz is not totally wrong but i don’t really enjoy attention irl and i never heard i was narcissistic before but i do think i’m an attention seeker online, also i never had a lover T^T

SOME OF MY LOVELY MOOTS. — @coquetteky @bluehwale-main @ari-shipping-stuff @sweatyjeans @sunoo-bby @rieuvie @leo-seonghwa @girls4cheol and whoever feels inclined to do it too!!

Can I... talk about the theory that winners help craft the next game?

Because, and I really can not say this enough, it puts So Much into perspective.

Everything starts out Normal. Three lives, simple, cut and dry, there hasn't been a winner yet. No one to help craft the game. (And there's something to be said about how simple it really was. Not even a real expectation of the world becoming pvp or combative. No idea of the war to come)

Then Grian wins. The green killer, the man who vowed his first life to the one whose life he took. The next game the boogie man is born. A mechanic that allows and, in fact, demands, a green kill. People can trade lives back and forth, currency and debt wrapped up in one. (can we still be friends? Said the red partner. A life time later and reds are hostile, alone. Maybe it's an answer: No. Not anymore)

Scott wins this time. He refuses to play the game. He will not kill his team, he will love and he will do so fiercely and with all of himself. The next game people are attached through to their very souls. Every bit of damage to one soul is done to its twin. There is no boogeyman. (There is no way for a widow to be left without their love)

Pearl wins and she wins a blood bath. Spent the game draped in red, only wolves for company. Sitting in her tower, shivering in ice, maybe she wanted it to end. To see where it would. Limited life rewards you for killing, limited life has a clock tick tick ticking down, you always no how long you have. A curse yes, but a blessing too.

Now It's Martyn's turn.

And what a turn it is.

Keep your secrets, says the disloyal man, keep them well. Everything hurts, everything Matters, says the man fracturing with every loss. (What if we could love each other without hurting? Says The Hand, who never wanted to be coated in blood)

More importantly, Martyn has always seen the watchers below the surface. Now, they're right here in front of him. Something that could almost... be rebelled against, no? Something that someone else could finally point to and say: hey, hey isn't that familiar?

Can I... talk about the theory that winners help craft the next game?

Because, and I really can not say this enough, it puts So Much into perspective.

Everything starts out Normal. Three lives, simple, cut and dry, there hasn't been a winner yet. No one to help craft the game. (And there's something to be said about how simple it really was. Not even a real expectation of the world becoming pvp or combative. No idea of the war to come)

Then Grian wins. The green killer, the man who vowed his first life to the one whose life he took. The next game the boogie man is born. A mechanic that allows and, in fact, demands, a green kill. People can trade lives back and forth, currency and debt wrapped up in one. (can we still be friends? Said the red partner. A life time later and reds are hostile, alone. Maybe it's an answer: No. Not anymore)

Scott wins this time. He refuses to play the game. He will not kill his team, he will love and he will do so fiercely and with all of himself. The next game people are attached through to their very souls. Every bit of damage to one soul is done to its twin. There is no boogeyman. (There is no way for a widow to be left without their love)

Pearl wins and she wins a blood bath. Spent the game draped in red, only wolves for company. Sitting in her tower, shivering in ice, maybe she wanted it to end. To see where it would. Limited life rewards you for killing, limited life has a clock tick tick ticking down, you always no how long you have. A curse yes, but a blessing too.

Now It's Martyn's turn.

And what a turn it is.

Keep your secrets, says the disloyal man, keep them well. Everything hurts, everything Matters, says the man fracturing with every loss. (What if we could love each other without hurting? Says The Hand, who never wanted to be coated in blood)

More importantly, Martyn has always seen the watchers below the surface. Now, they're right here in front of him. Something that could almost... be rebelled against, no? Something that someone else could finally point to and say: hey, hey isn't that familiar?

compilation

compilation

LGBTQ Pride Month turning into LGBTQ Wrath Month

SOMWONE MAKE THIS A FIC PLEASE

an idea from twitter

When the paws..

yeah so lighting scars

yeah this was my warm-up excuse the shittyness edit; i didnt mention but yeah this is my old kon design i wanted 2 doodle 4 old times sake idk aSJKFhsdkj

You know, for all these years, I just kind of took it for granted that Edgeworth's bow was something he learned in the von Karma household. After all, Franziska curtsies, so it must have been part of the upbringing, right? But if you think about it, Manfred doesn't have a bowing sprite. Not one. He bows to no one.

But you know who does?

I think Edgeworth remembered how his father would bow to say thank you, and kept that with him. And then Franziska, seeing her "little" brother do it and always chasing after him, adopted it into her own style with a curtsey.

There's nothing to prove it, of course—maybe it was part of etiquette training for them and Manfred just chose to ignore it—but this is going to be my headcanon nonetheless.

I have come up with a better metaphor than “you can’t pour from an empty cup” for burnout. You can’t boil an empty kettle. Pouring from an empty cup just gets you nowhere. Trying to boil an empty kettle can ruin the kettle, the stove, and burn down your house if you keep trying it.