#fweeet

[loud-whistling-yes]

Your immune system getting weaker when you're stressed has got to be the dumbest stress response ever like oh you've been having a horrible terrible no good week? Let Me Make It Worse.

[mysteryshoptls]

R Idia Shroud - C&D Diner Voice Lines

Summon: Welcome... Ugh, how did I end up working at the diner...? I just wanna get back to my room ASAP to play my games.

Groovification: There ain't nothing I can't boost processing speed in! I'll get all orders out pronto even at peak times!

Home: Can I go home yet?

Home Transition 1: Fweeet, those fluffy chipmunk's tails are the cutest! I want to touch them, but... why do they keep running away from me!?

Home Transition 2: I can feel a thousand chipmunks staring at me from all direction inside Crisp & Dips. You can really see just how much the owner loves these guys.

Home Transition 3: Cater-shi's really gettin' into it... I think I'll just be like I usually am. It's just a part-time gig, so.

Home Transition - Login: I don't really hate doing the same thing over and over again. It's just like how I grind for levels in a game.

Home Tap 1: This popcorn-patterned apron... It's a little too out-there for someone like me to wear, but it suits the theme of the place, so I'm conflicted...

Home Tap 2: I'm actually surprised Azul-shi didn't leap at the chance to be the acting manager. Feels like he woulda said, "Please, leave the management of this establishment to me!" or something like that.

Home Tap 3: Lilia-shi just keeps on smiling even when a customer's berating him. How's he doing that!? Wish I could just let things slide off my back like that.

Home Tap 4: Time slows to a crawl when working a diner. Feels like I've been working for 5 hours, but it's only been 5 minutes...

Home Tap 5: Look at this bright and shiny uniform that looks like it'd more suit some rando normie...! Why can't equipping it increase my debuff resistance by like 100!?

Requested by @farfalla049.

[chatter-crow]

For the Art requests: Legend & Wild fluff?

FWEEET ‼️‼️

(Legend is Trying to teach wild to play the ocarina. hes not doing so well)

[kishika-torotoro]

Uto can you play your ocarina for us? I must hear it’s beautiful sound

She lights up like a Christmas tree. "Oh, happily! This is a tune I composed on the eve of my meeting with Eira-san, a strong monk with an affinity for the 'Dancing Foot' style."

FWEEEET! Toot fweeet to-too-fweeEEEEEET!

"...why did you have to get her started...?"

Magic Anon - 2/10

[thoselethalarts]

ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕓𝕠𝕤 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣 - ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

(R) Gym Uniform: "I’m not gonna stop you."

(NRC: Sports Field)

(Track and Field Club Meeting)

(Fweeet!)

Vargas: Alright, everyone! While I hate to interrupt your ongoing muscle development I have a brief announcement to make. Vargas: I have a staff meeting I’ve been called to attend this afternoon. In my absence, I'll be having Phobos here in charge of overseeing everyone. If you need anything, please report to him.

Phobos: …Understood.

Vargas: Excellent! That is all, carry on with your practice and training

(Vargas leaves the club, footsteps crunching against the grass as he goes.)

Phobos: …’Kay, you heard him, carry on with whatever. I’ll be over here.

(Phobos walks away from the remaining group and lays down beneath a nearby tree)

Savana Mob A: Tch- Why’d coach put HIM in charge? He barely does anything all day when we have club meetings!

Pome Mob A: Truly! Even now he’s just gone off to loaf about in the shade and play on his phone! If there’s anyone that doesn’t take this club seriously, it’s him!

Scara Mob A: It’s always the Ignihydes, man… Lazy geeks, all of them. Why’s he even here in the first place?

Jack: Hmph. It doesn’t matter who’s put in charge. The most Coach Vargas does when he’s here is time us on circuit runs and tell us to “go faster”, anyway. Jack: Besides, there’s no point in arguing when it’s not going to change anything.

Deuce: True… though I will agree it doesn’t exactly leave a good image when our substitute coach is basically lounging while the rest of us work our butts off in the sun.

Phobos: …Oi. You know I can hear you all from over here. I said “carry on”.

Savana Mob A: Yeah?! And what’re you gonna do about it if we don’t? Savana Mob A: All ya do all day is sit around and do nothin’! What’re you gonna do if we ditch?

Pome Mob A: With a physique like yours I doubt you could stop us from leaving, let alone catch up with us if we try and run.

Scara Mob A: Yeah, yeah! What’re you gonna do about it if we try~?

Phobos: …Nothing.

Scara Mob A: Yeah! That’s what I- …Wait what? Scara Mob A: Aren’t you gonna, ya know. Try and stop us?

Phobos: I don’t care what you do. If you wanna leave so bad, then leave. That’s your decision to make, not mine.

Savana Mob A: Uh… I mean I guess that’s true, but… aren’t you supposed to be the substitute coach? Aren’t you gonna, you know, keep us corralled?

Phobos: What am I, your babysitter? Do you want me to change your diapers and bottle feed you too while I’m at it?

Savana Mob A: Wh-! What was that?!

Pome Mob A: How dare you say that sort of thing to us?!

Phobos: I dare because you three are acting like dumb babies and I’m not in the mood to play your stupid, petty game of defiance. Phobos: You’re the ones that decided to join this club in the first place, so it’s your choice if you wanna show up or ditch. It always has been. I don’t give a rats ass what you do. Phobos: Stay and train, or fuck off and do whatever you want. I don't care how you spend your free time. Just make a decision and leave me alone.

Savana Mob A: Tch! Wise ass. I’m leavin’ then.

Phobos: Okay. Bye.

Pome Mob: Me too!

Savana Mob: Yeah, I’m done with this. I’m outta here.

Phobos: What part of “fuck off” and “leave me alone” did you not understand? Just shut up and go if you’re going. Assholes.

(The three mob students leave, trudging away through the field)

Hearts Mob A: He didn’t even bother to stop them…?! Is he allowed to just let that happen…?!

Hearts Mob B: I mean I guess he’s not technically wrong… he’s just here to coach us if we need it, not keep us from leaving…

Savana Mob B: Ugh, his mood is putting a serious damper on mine. I think I’m gonna take a nap or something.

Deuce: Should we be worried? It looks like at least half the club is gonna ditch at this rate.

Jack: (sigh) ...While I'm not a fan of his attitude I guess he's kind of right. Jack: I joined this club because I wanted to. I'm here because I want to. If I didn't want to be here, I just wouldn't be.

Deuce: True... It's not really up to others for me to be a good student and club member. Deuce: Lets just get to it, then. Laps aren't gonna run themselves.

Jack: Right. I'll go get the stopwatch then. Jack: Hm...?

Deuce: -? What's up?

Jack: I can’t find the stopwatch… Did it get misplaced?

Deuce: Oh. Yeah, I have no idea where it went. Maybe Coach Vargas took it with him by accident?

Jack: Maybe… Well, now I’m not sure what to do. I left my phone in the locker room, and that’s the only other stopwatch I can think of.

Deuce: Hm… Hang on, I have an idea.

(Deuce approaches Phobos)

Deuce: Hey, uh, Phobos, can I ask a favor?

Phobos: Yeah.

Deuce: Someone misplaced the stopwatch and we need it to time our runs. Can you use your phone to time us?

Phobos: No need. Vargas left me with one before he left. I’ll time you both with that.

Deuce: Oh! That’s perfect then, thank you!

Phobos: Mhm, no prob. Hang on. lemmie get up 'n I'll time you guys. Phobos: So I’m guessing you both already have an idea of what kind of circuit you’re going to do.

Jack: I wanted to work on my short burst sprints. I already do fine with the longer ones, so now I want to perfect my time as best I can.

Phobos: That so… With confidence like that I’m guessing you’ve already done short burst races then.

Jack: Hm? What do you mean?

Phobos: …or maybe not. Alright then. Phobos: You do what you want, I’m not gonna stop you, but if you wanna see the most improvement in your time, you should consider doing some racing every once in a while, too.

Deuce: Racing? Like, between each other? How will that improve our times?

Phobos: Well, logically, your time will only get so much better if you’re sprinting on your own. It’s borderline impossible for you to judge how fast you’re going when you’re just doing the same thing over and over again. Phobos: You’ll get better times if you get the chance to actually compete and compare yourself to someone else alongside you. Phobos: Having a rival is good, cuz it’ll help you both get better at the same time. That's how I got my good times when I was still a noob-ass first year.

Deuce: Oh, I guess I never thought of it that way. Let’s try it, then!

Jack: I’m interested, too. Let's give it a shot.

Phobos: Alright. Both of you line up and get ready, and I’ll meet you at the finish line.

Jack & Deuce: Yes sir!

Phobos: ...Don't call me "sir". That feels weird. Whatever...

(They both go to line up, and Phobos walks several yards away from them)

Phobos: Alright. On your marks. Get set…

(Fweet!!)

(Jack and Deuce both take off soaring down the track together, footsteps pounding against the dirt)

Phobos: Time. That’s a good sprint, you both. Phobos: Your times are-

Deuce: HOO-AAAGH! That felt AWESOME! I really did feel like I was going faster!!

Jack: You’re a damn good runner, Deuce! I felt like that was the first time I really felt a good drive to go harder than usual.

Phobos: ...Heh. Told ya. Rivalry’s good, especially in a sport like this.

Deuce: Can we go again?!

Phobos: Uh- Well, yeah. I’m not gonna stop you. You wanna know your times first though, I assume…?

Deuce: Oh-! Right! I got so fired up for a second that I forgot we actually were doing this to get better times.

Phobos: No problem. So it looks like your times are…

Hearts Mob A: Huh? Are they doing races over there now?

Savana Mob B: Wait, did you say race?! I wanna race! Nevermind napping, I wanna do that, that sounds fun! Savana Mob B: Hey, hey coach! Mind if I join too?

Hearts Mob B: Wait! Me too, please!

Scara Mob B: If there’s room for more, I’d like in too please…!

Phobos: Alright, alright, settle the hell down. Phobos: We only have so many lanes on the track, so if all of you want in then we’ll have to split you all up into different groups… Phobos: Everyone that wants in on racing come over and line up. I’ll decide the groups, then you’ll all take your spaces on the track when it’s your turn to run. Got it?

Everyone: Yes, Coach Banner!

Phobos: …and don’t call me Coach Banner, that also makes me feel weird. It’s just Phobos. Just call me Phobos and nothing else. Sheesh…

/ End

[reginadraws]

fweeet. doot. tweet

[destiny-smasher]

The Artazon Open Crafts Festival's debut has a raffle winner facing off against Champion Nemona. Nemona is more than happy to show her battling skills to her Alolan opponent. It's Tauros vs Palossand! How will Nemona deal with the disadvantage?

Excerpt:

The Artazon Gym Battle Arena was surrounded, a crowd packed in its cramped space, with a few RotomPhones hovering overheard to record the action about the take place. The smells of wood and pollen were potent as a breeze swept through the town, caressing it ornate windmill, causing it to creak along in rotation, waving everyone on to gather for the fight about to commence. “All right, then, Percival...” Nemona clenched her fist, putting her ball back onto her belt and lowering her head with dramatic flair for the audience – though Penny knew she would be doing the same if literally no one else was watching, the big goof. She suddenly thrust out her hands in her trademark ready pose, shouting, “Let's have us an awesome, fruitful battle, shall we?!” As always, Nemona's well-worn catchphrase had spectators igniting into applause and cheers as the battle commenced. - FWEEEEEEEEEETTT! - The ear-rattling cry of Nemona's whistle signaled the start of the match. “Sloopy,” cried Percival, “Fortify yourself with 'Iron Defense!'” The black sands of the ghost inhabiting a sandcastle quivered and shifted, a dark energy solidifying them and expanding the grains with a silvery black sheen at its front side. Nemona, her face stoic and neutral, lifted her whistle back up to her lips again, and tooted out a command. - fweet-fweet, FWEEET! - With a steamy puff of hot air from his flared nostrils, her Tauros, Cuernogran, clopped and stamped in place, trotting with enthusiastic anger – he was getting 'Worked Up.' Percival seemed a bit surprised, and slightly off-put by Nemona's lack of words and matching lack of visible emotion. She could get pretty poker-faced when it came to serious battles, having spent a great deal of time over the years learning to keep her emotions in check thanks to Bea's harsh training. Penny was sure that by the time the fight was over, her girlfriend would at least flash a trademark 'Got ya' smirk, which was a moment that always made Penny swoon. This matchup was definitely stacked against a Combat Breed Tauros. Cuernogran was a beast of a fighter at physical combat, arguably Nemona's heaviest raw strength hitter. Against a Ghost Type, that didn't mean very much, perhaps. But Penny was certain Nemona had already cooked up a plan... Percival stroked his facial hair for a moment before addressing his Palossand: “Trap 'em in your 'Sand Tomb!'” Nemona's whistle replied: - FWEEET!... fweet! - The Tauros kept his eyes on his opponent, assuming a defensive stance as two waves of black sand swiftly slid across the floor of the arena, surrounding him from all sides. The sands glimmered eerily with ghostly purple twinkles in the late afternoon sun. As the sands sharply rose, Nemona made her next command, one simple: - fweeet!- It seemed the first whistle had signified the move to be used, while the second indicated when exactly to initiate.

[fweet-posting]

higHhHhIiii!! fWweeet HEeeree!!!!

FWEEET wwWwantedd to Saayy HAPPyyYy SpooOooOkkYy NNiight!!!

HhHooPpe Uu ggEet TttOons OOof FUuUud!!!!!

AaAAND DdOooOnt FOoorgeet...

Im Watching You.

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KKiiiddDDiiiInnng!!! HHheehee!!!

[napstabl00k]

they respond and i love it!!!! its my favourite i go fweeet fweet fweet fweeet and they go fweet fweet fweeet back !!! i like the call and response

i can crow call sometimes,, not the best at it - but that's what practice is for! i can do a cardinal call always though

whaahahgghfgg thats neat tho!!

do you do them for fun and sillies or is there a reason:0

[loud-whistling-yes]

My current favourite pattern is waking up in the morning to see dream situation trending, then disappear from the page, then trend again at night when everyone on the western hemisphere wakes up

[loud-whistling-yes]

Apparently I had more thoughts about this poll than I expected. Anyways

[loud-whistling-yes]

Any character can be crane wives coded if I'm insane enough about them

[fweet-posting]

mmMmmmmm,,NnnaAmee,,,FWEEET!!!!

mMmmM,,,FfWweeet iiIizzz,,,FweeEet!!!

[She twirled a little, the black substance on her getting thrown around, some find their way to a magnet, growing a spike-like pattern when it touches it]

Back to fixing my ship, don't know what the fuck happened back there

[loud-whistling-yes]

Once I rewatch double life for the 4th fucking time it's all over for you fucks

[loud-whistling-yes]

A little known disadvantage of living on the opposite side of america is that when dream decides to have a public crashout in the unholy hours of floridan morning it is 1pm afternoon for you and no one else is online to share that mental anguish

[loud-whistling-yes]

No other answer. Yes or no.