#Blog mega tag

[livingdeadhorse]

I'm gonna start grouping some of the requests, I hope that's fine!

for (@sapphic-saionji and @roobjoshi)

[cubedmango]

anyway my dumb vn adaptation idea. because

[ghostieblotts]

Okay so I've wondered about making a silly poll like this for a while.

I want to know about two things: firstly, whether you prefer/are more of a fan of Curt or Owen (no nuance here, pick a favourite), and secondly, your opinion on bananas and banana-flavoured foods.

If you haven't watched/aren't a fan of Spies Are Forever, feel free to vote as well - I've included options for you.

Feel free to say which option you voted for in the tags - any reblogs will be greatly appreciated as they mean I can reach more people.

Also, if you aren't a SAF fan and I've piqued your interest at all, you can find out what the relevance of bananas is to this show by watching it for free, officially recorded and uploaded on YouTube! (Or by asking your friendly neighbourhood SAF fan.)

[hellscythearts]

XZero Week 2024 - Promise

(This requires a great deal of context from our RP blogs involving time loops and multiversal chaos and you're welcome to ask me and my wife more about it, but here's the long and short of it:

Think of this as X getting a sort of premonition pre-X1. Z hasn't died (yet), so why did he have a nightmare about something that hasn't happened...? 🫠 )

[rosewheresheshouldntbe]

> Rose: Confess to Kanaya!

Rose: I love you.

Kanaya: Y Yo Ati, Rose.

> Rose: Get swallowed by something that looks like Venom.

> Rose: Get sent to super hell!

> Kanaya: Have something very gay and homophobic happen to you.

Kanaya: ...

What an absolute diversity loss. You find yourself thinking "love loses!"

[askpharos]

[megalopolus]

i want there to be a fyeahgwourtney/dailygwourtney type blog but i'm too employed and not on tumblr enough to run one

[violetf0x]

did an art trade with UltraSTH of their character Gadget as a reploid from the mega man x series! she was really fun to draw, and I think this turned out pretty nicely!

alt. version under the cut

[wariowarerainbow]

WELCOME IN!

welcome to our askblog! this is honestly just something me and my boyfriend are doing for fun. here, you can ask the warioware inc. team questions (as long as you’re being appropriate…) and they’ll answer to the best of their abilities! you can also ask us, the admins, questions too!

allow me to introduce both of us! you can call me axel, (im the guy writing this) and ill sign off with this -> 🦑 emoji ! i use he/him pronouns. the other admin is bones, and he’ll sign off with -> ☠️ this! they use he/they pronouns. my main account is @karaokebotz , and bones’ is @bones-but-cooler .

lastly, three quick answers to questions you May be having:

Q: is this an au?

A: kinda. all the characters are headcanoned to hell and back (design changes, headcanon genders and sexuality, all that jazz) and there are gonna be some ships and like one crossover character… so i guess you could call it that. (the blog name is also a joke, being the opposite of the au “warioware gray”, but i have nothing to do with that au.)

Q: what are the rules to questions?

A: just be appropriate … no nsfw or just weird questions in general. make the ask clear as to who you want to answer, as in specifying a character or an admin. if either of us deem a question inappropriate or too cryptic, we will not answer it.

Q: is this just an askblog?

A: no, it’s also for art, and character refs … and maybe other things! i don’t know yet.

with that, i hope you enjoy this askblog! :) — 🦑

[fell-maverick]

This is dumb and Zero looks terrible but I had to get this one out of my system.

I dunno maybe they're infiltrating a ren fair or something. (I'VE GOT IT! They're incognito security detail!)

X had to settle for the dress. Alia would not budge and Pallette enabled her.

I'm more than well aware that X can take care of himself. But when the boy cures an entire population of forest animals from being evil just by talking sweetly to a stag and petting it gently. AND THEN AFTER RIDES THAT STAG OUT - SIDE SADDLE MIGHT I ADD - what other conclusion am I supposed to come to?!

[kalosian-woods]

I know I already sent one but. The Bonds of Mega Evolution. The flower arranging scene but from Serena’s perspective. I beg of you. Her thoughts on being praised over Ash and Korrina who are everything she admires. Mabel’s analyses. I have so many thoughts -W-

(ps I had to do this one because my mind would not let go even through my busy day, but dw i'm still filling out the other asks + extra dw because i love this one and i can go for maybe 1 more extras from others as well if yall want... might just take a while lol but i'd rather pace myself with these and build up my writing rather than rush)

The flowerfields of Pomice Mountain were so incredibly pretty it was almost unreal in its ethereality, like a delicate watercolour painting set up in the most protected portion of Lumiose Museum and protected from human hands.

Serena looked behind her, noting the… very long distance that they made on their own legs. Well, that she made on two legs, considering how Fennekin was still a little finnicky about tracking mud sometimes. Letting the fox down, she crouched on the tip of her toes and smiled as she watched her partner frolic in the flowers. “I'm glad you like it, Fennekin!”

Coming up here was a good choice. No doubt that the likes of Ash and Korrina would travel far, but not even they would come all the way up here for a few flowers. And if Serena really wanted to impress Mabel, she had to make sure that her bouquet was as unique as can be!

Fennekin yipped at her after coming back from her moment of exploration, tail wagging happily. A small giggle came out of Serena’s mouth then as she picked out a few petals that stuck to the Pokemon’s ear. “Found something you like?”

“Fenne!” It didn’t hurt that she had Fennekin by her side. That fox was a master at ordering things, and Serena started to defer most organising details (that are doable by Pokemon) to her fuzzy little friend. It was fun and nice and such a big help to have Fennekin go through the Pokepuff ingredients, especially now as there were more tastes to account for (and more bellies to fill); just as much as there was the need to track down lost clothing blown off the clothing line or what flowers to use for their flower crowns. Fennekin started to trot forward, mouth split in a wide and toothy grin as she rounded the small hill with Serena at her heels.

Serena kept pace, letting her gaze rove over the magnificent landscape. She couldn’t believe all of her friends would want to leave this place as soon as possible: it was almost an insult to the natural beauty blooming all around them. Sure, they were here to help Korrina and Lucario master Mega Evolution, but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t relax and have some fun on the way.

Nothing was a waste of time, including now.

And breathing in the fresh mountain air, Serena couldn’t imagine it to be any other way.

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·. 

There was a certain type of aura that can be sensed when it comes to ikebana.

With the bright and showy demonstrations, Mabel can already see the youth that shone brightly in all of her new wards—even the scientific young lad had that spark of childishness that was separate to what his Chespin had. Moving across the room, she shook her head; it didn’t matter if they nailed the technique for flower-arranging as it was.

Even though she was expecting Gurkinn’s granddaughter Mabel had opened her door to all of Korrina’s friends, and so, she would judge them all equally.

“Haha, d’you like it? I tried my best with Pikachu, but then a Ursaring came outta nowhere and started chasing me for picking some of—”

Ash was a spirited fellow, for certain. Some may say that danger followed him, as she had heard from the group’s late-night talks, but Mable thought differently. Was it relevant to his bond with his partner Pokemon? If it were Pikachu, certainly not—their joint work showed a sort of oiled-quickness to their every move, every kink that was possible ironed out for the most part. But still… there was a certain kind of disconnect between the pair: the tall and towering flowers alongside the more bushier and stout ones were telling in their own way. Ash longed for height, for growth, for greatness beyond everything he’s ever known. Pikachu wants the same, but there was some distance between that primal urge that were bared with every cut-up petal and splintered wood. She internally filed those observations and moved forward, coming to face a very vibrant display by a very familiar face doing a very unfamiliar pose: bowing.

“How do you like our work now, madame?”

Mabel chuckled once, using her cane to nudge up Korrina’s chin. There was no need for her to flatten her pride now, not without cause. Appraising the work, she can see some improvement this time—at least the plants used weren’t from two completely different fields this time. She gave a surreptitious look towards Lucario, who let out a surprised bark before turning away, and Mabel grinned. Of course, youth rarely liked to be challenged, and this young lady was still desperately scrabbling for some approval. The Lucario too. It’s clear that there is much work to be done in regard to the two of them, but at least they are moving a little closer to the true intent of the activity here, and that’s what counts for today. Refocusing lens takes time, after all.

“I’m so sorry, I was working on the Little Flower Arranger 2.55—”

“Why’s it called that?”

“Ash, let him finish!”

Mabel sighed good-naturedly as she looked around Clemont’s waist to the creation that he made alongside Chespin while the rambling flowed on above her. Normally, she would expect a Grass-Type to know their plants, but she was sorely mistaken when the other day Chespin had contracted a rash from sleeping on some poison ivy. Clemont seemed to balance out his Pokemon well with his worried nature, but they have yet to learn how to cater to both without leaving one side wanting, which could be expected if one knew of his adolescent Gym Leader status and focused Typing. Today seemed to be more of a Clemont-day, with the machine’s smoking remains blowing up a small portion of flowers and leaving the ground smoky and charred. At least he had some extras on hand to fill up the empty space—she can appreciate readiness whenever it appears, in all of its forms.

“Hey, look, Dedenne! It’s our turn now!”

Bonnie may be too young to be a Trainer yet, but she held some very interesting insights alongside the Pokemon of her choice. Their bouquets always held the most changes and variation, with some surprises being found around whenever they came back with their flowers. Yesterday was a freshly plucked Budew that they played around with while waiting for her to come around. Today seemed to be the pebbles that they arranged in a smiley face on top of the soil, with both of them mirroring the face. It was a very charming attempt, and if the group wasn’t on a quest for Korrina’s sake, Mabel might’ve indulged in her own desire to work with her as it was. The difference between this young girl and her brother was as clear as night and day, and yet, there were always the one clue (straight stalks this time). Patting the child’s head, she moved onto the final stop.

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·. 

Serena held her breath next to Fennekin, heart pattering in her chest as she held her hands in front of her. It was her turn to present their work of art, and bearing her and Fennekin’s heart to someone so critical… it was a lot different than just running around in the fields and doing whatever they wanted.

It felt like being on a stage.

Terrifying… and yet, exhilarating as well.

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·. 

As usual, a bright smattering of gold and crimson in her work. Serena was different to the others, as she didn’t strive for big or showy or even imitations of famous works from long ago. Her creations always were related to something around her—the rainy sky yesterday, the Pokemon battle on the first day the group came, and today, it seemed to be based on Fennekin itself. It’s clear that the Pokemon approved of it with the bite marks on some of the stems, but there were signs of a human hand plucking some of the flowers as well. While both Pokemon and person shared similarities, there was a focus with the delegation of each task—finding the flower, placing it, arranging it. It was unique. It was the product of them, with the skills they both displayed.

· · ────── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ────── · ·. 

“Wonderful and in sync,” Mabel murmured, too quiet for anyone but the two of them to hear.

Serena’s breath caught, and her right hand slowly rested on her chest as Fennekin shot a triumphant look towards Chespin’s dour face.

With two claps of her hand, Mabel called out, “Good work as always, everyone! See you all tomorrow!” and it was all Serena could do to stop herself from jumping up with a shout.

The first time she actually got praise, before Korrina or even Ash. It felt… thrilling, to know that she can surpass them in this way. In her own way.

Grabbing Fennekin, she quickly made her way out of the doors before she shared a conspiratorial giggle with her partner.

[croc-pop]

asks from @askamyandherfriends

og post about Amy angel

og post about Toxic

og post about DD

[cinderellas-humble-narrator]

thinking about the 30 minute argument I had with our dear calvin about the fact that DARREN AND CURT WERE BOTH IN GLEE AND WERE IN THE SAME SCENE AT SOME POINT

[askpharos]

I'm sure you have questions for me, yes? I would be full glad to answer them all, so go ahead, ask away~ I will have time to kill while I search for this thing of mine...

Majesty is open for questions.

(Ask hints here!)

[cerealmonster15]

what time is it how long have i been sitting here. i have to go back to my roots i have to draw tf2 fanart

[ask-toonie-cogsworth]

Mx. Cogsworth? Would you care to take a minute? I could come over and get you a can of oil on the way, just say the word. It wouldn’t be a hassle, I can tell you’re stressed.

-Backburner

I-i think i do need a minute..

Bu-but if- if i take a minute then everything could pile up more and then I'll be fully swamped and then if i dont get it done someone might get angry, more cogs will lose their jobs and... And...

They stopped and held their breath for a moment, closing their eyes to steady themselves

I'd appreciate you coming over.... Please.. Im so tired..