#Not used to such mobile characters

[kettouryuujin]

Information and Realization

[Inspired by @monsoon-of-art's Pokerus AU.]

When the group returned to Jubilife Village, Lian had gone with the Medical Corps to check up on Lord Kleavor. The Pikachu looked like he wished he’d gone with the Warden, but his Dewott teammate was over the moon. 

Kamado? He was considering getting something hard. “So... let me get this straight. You’re that girl’s superior?”

“No! I am Emmet. I help teach Link Moves. I also run the Illusion Express, however it is not at this station currently.” Sinnoh, what was with this guy? Out of the corner of his eye, the Snorlax saw the Water-type snicker. She... did say this Zoroark was eccentric, but apparently she had understated matters. Especially with that weird smile of his (Seriously, how could any ‘mon hold a grin that large for so long?) and the Illusion of dark fur. Well. At least he seemed less focused on stealth... honestly it was only the girl’s exuberance that convinced the Security Corps to let this “Emmutt” in. If Kamado had his way, this Zoroark would be barred entry. Ugh. Time to interrogate. “...Right. And do you have any experiences with these distortions?” The vulpine gave a confused head-tilt - and this guy was an expert?

Apparently, the otter thought so, enough that she had the gall to correct the Commander, saying “distortions” meant “Mystery Dungeons”. At least it seemed to help this guy get his thoughts straight. “OH! Yes! I am Emmet.” Why did he say that so darn often? “My brother and I were an exploration team before he...” Oh brother, he was choking up. The slumping and tearing up was a dead giveaway, even if the lack of words wasn’t.

“Can we cut the sap and keep moving here?!?”

The white-furred ‘mon shuddered and nodded, wiping away tears as he stood ramrod straight. “Ah. Yes. I was derailing...thank you, sir.” Well, at least the weirdo was grateful (twitch). “Re-railing now. Yes. I am Emmet. Whilst in a team, we delved many a Dungeon, oftentimes reaching the bottoms.” Twitchtwitch. “We would also set up Illusion Express stations. But you wish to know if I can assist with your current issue? Sadly my help will be limited.” What. “I am Emmet. I always delved...in a team. Delving outside my old team will inevitably result in catastrophic derailing.” Twitcha-twitch twitch. Ugh, this guy would NOT stay still...

...And he referred to his choking up earlier as “derailing” didn’t he? Oh Sinnoh, his “limiting” is a damn coping mechanism. “However, I will gladly provide advice and coaching. The Express cannot run without both cabs, however.” A blink and a nod (And some more twitching). “I am Emmet. I am an Express Master. I like Team Battles. I like combinations of multiple Pokemon working together. I like multiple moves in synchronicity with each other. I like winning more than anything else, other than my brother. But only winning a serious battle. If a battle is not serious, it is not fun.” ...so he’s a nutjob who takes things seriously. And twitches a lot. Joy. “I will establish my station wherever I am allowed to. Please visit me if you seek practice. Especially with Link Moves. Or if you would wish to battle me. Be warned, I am a verrry tough opponent.”

And with that, the Zoroark turned and marched out, moving with surprising regularity. One-two-one-two, almost like a military march - albeit with arms swinging past his chest. Well. He’s got SOME sort of decorum...”Erm, Sir? Where to next?” And the brat takes his focus from the one semi-decent point of that damn spectral vulpine.

“...Next? I don’t freaking know. I know the original plan was to get Sabi first, but with that ‘expert’ here I don’t want to be making any calls.”

And then the rat spoke up. “Sir, with all due respect? I don’t believe Mr. Emmet is...qualified, to make any decisions regarding where we go next. Outside of his coping mechanisms, we know very little about what the other Dungeons are like.” And now he’s using the wrong terminology...Kamado couldn’t help but let out the sigh of the long-suffering.

“Fine. I still don’t care where you go next, so... Just go do what you want to do.” The Commander waved the pair off, groaning as he looked over the paperwork. The...sloppily made paperwork. Ah, these transformations had just made things so much more annoying.

----

Lord Kleavor sighed, sitting cross-legged as he thought. Like his Warden, he remembered little since he had apparently gone insane. However, there were small flashes of memory - ones that were coincidentally connected to the scent of his favorite tangy plump beans. And in them he could recall, through a haze of rage, his Warden, alongside the two Survey Corps members, striking at him.

*skaaaa-ick!*

The Bug/Rock-type understood why they had done so. He was…not himself, at the time, and they were bringing him back from the depths of frenzy. And he was grateful for that.

*skaaaa-ick!* *skaaaa-ick!*

He was more concerned about how quickly he had fallen, though. It was as if his mind warped alongside the Fieldlands themselves, burying higher thought under rage and instinct as his home turned into a prison. *skaaaa-ick!* *thik* *thik* *thik* *thik*

There was no doubt his fellow Nobles had suffered the same fate, and the Lord was certain that if he left the village again, he would easily lose himself again. It was not safe out there. Not for any Noble.

*thikthikthikthik*

Their only hope was that the Survey Corps and his Warden could get through to his fellow Nobles, and their Wardens. After that, well…

That was the future. Not now.

*thik* *thik*

The Lord stood and backed away, smiling imperceptibly. On a table in front of him was a wooden statuette, depicting his Warden in his current state, hurling one of those distance offerings through the air. A fitting monument to Warden Lian’s actions.

He shook the wood chips off before gently picking his axe-work up, taking slow, measured steps to where he knew his Warden was resting. Hopefully he would appreciate this gift.

[ink-the-artist]

Video game I saw in a dream. It was in this low poly style like an older video game. You play as this character I think was meant to be a lamb, or maybe a weird mix of a lamb a mouse and a rabbit, (while not really looking like any of those things) and you’re running away from a wolf. Your objective is to last as long as possible before the wolf catches and eats you.

The house you’re running in is endless and bizarrely put together like most building interiors in dreams are (like the infinite toilet dream dimension on Reddit lol) the layout of the house is pretty detailed, you can stop and hide in places like closets or bins while the wolf looks for you, you can go up and down stairs and into rooms etc.

You never actually know where the wolf is or how close it is to you until it appears in your line of sight, it makes no noise and the game gives you no way of knowing where it is, and it’s pretty unpredictable it doesnt move at a consistent pace. When the wolf catches you there’s an animation showing it eating your character

[tazmiilly]

my contribution to the @gf10yearslaterzine ! thank you for having me!

[kaeyaphile]

✨ the duality of aventurine ✨

[puppyvenom]

“dumb crip’s just too damn slow” not matthew’s crutchie. NEVER matthews’s crutchie. he was barrelling across the stage with purpose at all times. he could fucking MOVE. he did NOT come to fuck around he came to be speedy as shit and i love him so dearly

[bonefall]

i'm ngl depicting thunder's prosthetic as a burden is pretty uncomfortable even if it is something some amputees experience because like. there's a huge stigma around prosthetics already you know? it's like having a parent forcibly strap a child into a wheelchair when they don't need it and having a horrible experience with it and that being your only character in a wheelchair. some full-time wheelchair users do resent their wheelchairs but when that's the only time you're bringing it up at all it feels like you're playing into our society's perception of wheelchairs and mobility aids in general as useless and best and divine punishment at worst. idk do let me know if i'm wording this wrong because i really do love better bones! it's just that this detail is... strange.

I mean, I'm open to feedback if that's not something I should do-- but I do actually have other characters in prosthetics and mobility aids! A lot of them! Thunderstar's actually the only one who ends up rejecting his own, because I also wanted to depict that it's bad to force a device onto someone who does not want one.

Especially in circumstances like Thunder Storm's, where that sort of device would be actively unhelpful for his lifestyle. It might help in open field environments like moorland, but then I got more feedback and realized that it would just make a lot of unwanted noise in a forest (since cats have carpal whiskers to help them figure out where to place their paws). Then I figured it was a good way to show how BB!Clear Sky doesn't actually listen to his son's needs and acts differently when he's not "grateful" enough for his gift.

But he's far and away from the only one with a mobility aid or prosthetic!

I haven't figured out Frog entirely yet, but he's going to be the first cat with a "wheelchair" type device, to set up a long line of cats through the generations improving on it (Probably not much more than a reinforced canvas or durable leather, as this was the age of very early flax processing)

Wildfur's the next in the big advancements, even making the Great Journey in his own and getting a side story based around Littlecloud and Cinderpelt collaborating over this

The device is then improved upon by Jessy for Briarlight, giving her a level of independence and confidence that she needs to finally cut her mom out until she learns how to behave

Deadfoot has a brace for his front paw because the joint is loose (it was based on a friend's carpel tunnel bracelet) which is affectionately referred to as The Bonker; his name is also now an Honor Title (Old name: Hoprunner) for inventing a battle move by distracting with his good paw, and then SLAMMING his other limb down hard on his opponent. It's called "deadfooting."

I think mobility devices are super important, usually massively improve quality of life, and I just enjoy designing them, so the choice to portray Thunder Storm's as negative was a very deliberate one that I did in response to what I thought was a desire in representation. Even the fact it's a hind-leg prosthetic was thought out, since those have a much higher satisfaction rate in humans than hand prosthetics, but in a cat would probably be the opposite.

Still, I'm not missing a limb, so now with all of that context presented, do you still think the same thing? Should I just add even more limb prosthetics to make the ratio of satisfied prosthetic users vs Thunder Storm even steeper?

Sunlit Frost is actually going to have a bite on his good paw go septic (the other side has permanent damage from the fire). I could have that paw get amputated and have Thunderstar "return the favor" for how Sunlit Frost created the prosthetic he rejected by helping him build his own. A pawsthetic, if you will

OR would it be better to just remove the subplot of Thunder Storm grappling with/rejecting a prosthetic that is unfitting for him entirely, and have all prosthetics be 100% treated as positive in the narrative?

[transmasccofee]

thinking yet again about Saiki‘s’s final choice in the series being “I’d rather live with my powers than die without them” bc that is seriously the single best ending of a disability narrative I’ve seen. Fuck.

[drawfee-quot3s]

i was gonna draw pink panther or snagglepuss

yeah, you can't say snaggle[BLEEP] on youtube anymore

- julia + jacob

[spiritsonic]

I think it's really fun how you left a cameo of Sequoia & Charley from Ensouled in Tangle & Whisper! Do you think we'll be seeing cameos of original characters of yours like Vennie or Sicily in Ensouled to come full circle? :)

A lot of the Ensouled cast are already (very distanced) expies of the GOTF cast, so they're kind of already in there. Beyond the overlap in personalities and motivations some have retained visual elements. A quick rundown:

Sequoia-- Sicily. Have the same earrings

Zinnia-- Vennie. Same hair color and a similar name

Monty-- Shadow. These two are more akin in vibes

Luka-- Sonic. Blue hair, eye shape, feature necklace

Charley, Sugar, and Mr. Flood are new, and loosely based on historical figures.

But speaking of cameos I do have this :)

[ickyguts]

Just a fun refsheet I made for funsies with a collage to boot. I really like drawing the two in contrast, and man, drawing hands is fun.

[razzafrazzle]

only real doc-heads (licherally no one) remember her

[image description: a redraw of a drawing of an original character named winnie from 2016-2017. winnie is a sleek androgynous robot with a triangular head and blue accents. there is a split down the middle of winnie's screen that separates it into black and white halves. end id]

[beepfuckingbeeprichie]

The world is full of cowards who won’t make Alastor’s cane an actual mobility aid

[shiraishi--kanade]

This has been said before but allow me to chip in: if you think anyone writing Saki or other "disabled but they're all better now" characters/disability coded but not shown in canon characters more disabled or traumatised (either from isolation, medical trauma or mistreatment, or ableism and abuse linked to ableism, or all of the above) and your first though is "ugh this is just adding unnecessary angst for the sake of angst" I really, genuinely need you to step back a bit and reflect on how you actually perceive real disabled people's lives and routines.

[everythingwasnormalhere]

weirdly, one of my favorite things about my chronic pain hc is how kenny will never get better

there is no magic cure

there is no way he can heal

the closest thing to a remedy would be painkillers, nothing permanent

there is not a moment in which it just, poof, goes away

he will just get progressively worse and worse, no way to fix it

he will never get better

the only thing he can do is learn how to cope with it, find his own strategies and get through life at his own pace

and his friends will obviously feel helpless - who wouldn't? but they'll have to get used to it, and help kenny be as comfortable as he can

and i think that's beautiful

[revasserium]

h a i k y u u m a s t e r l i s t

gen tags: all; fluff ; nsfw ; angst ; daydreams

k a r a s u n o

kageyama ; hinata ; tsukishima ; yamaguchi ; tanaka ; nishinoya ; asahi ; sugawara ; daichi ; ukai jr

t r a i n i n g c a m p

kuroo ; kenma ; yaku ; taketora ; inuoka ; bokuto ; akaashi

s p r i n g t o u r n a m e n t

oikawa ; iwaizumi ; ushijima ; shirabu ; tsutomu ; atsumu ; osamu ; suna ; kita

a l l s t a r s

sakusa; hoshiumi

h i g h l i g h t r e e l s

kageyama:

found among the ruins; fluff and angst, tobio character study

universal truths; fluff, an angel and a reaper fall in love

hinata:

punctuation; fluff, just fluff

length of daylight; fluff; post-timeskip

tsukishima:

the butterfly effect; fluff

hate; fluff and angst

oikawa:

love as one of the dead languages; fluff, assassin!au

so this is how the summer ends; angst, some fluff

iwaizumi:

grey gardens; fluff, soulmates!au

sakusa:

seductive danger; fluff

kita shinsuke:

100% love; fluff

kenma:

neverending daydreams; fluff and trippiness, kenma isn't a daydreamer...

[deoidesign]

hi i have a bit of an odd question and im so sorry if it comes off as rude at all!

ive seen a lot of your posts about canes, i have hEDS and chronic pain and im trying to convice my mom and my doctor to let me have a mobility aid. my mom is very adamant that i dont need a cane because i dont have balance issues, but my knees and ankles are pretty much always aching. i was just wondering if you think a cane would help with chronic pain or if i should look into other aids?

Canes can help chronic pain, they are not guaranteed to help you specifically

You can get a cane for ~$30 at most stores and try it out

A physical therapist and/or a specialist in rheum will most likely know more than your PCP about your specific pain and situation

Parents often don't want to admit their kids have health problems

I wish you luck

I won't be answering any more asks about mobility aids.

This is nothing about you specifically, you were not rude, I just get a lot of questions like this in my inbox. It becomes draining to get so many asks with people's personal vents about their medical issues or religious trauma or the homophobic situations they're living in.

While I would love if I could help people, I am not a doctor. I am not a therapist, I am not a social worker. I'm just a random artist on the internet who has EDS and is barely getting by myself.

I prefer to keep my blog about my art and about my work, not about my disability. It is relevant to my work, of course, and discussing my conditions in vague terms in how they relate to themes present in my work is more than okay, but I prefer this space to be dedicated to my work and getting to engage with my readers through my stories.

Personal information about my pain, my medications, my tests my doctors and my trauma are not things I want to make public.

Thank you for understanding.