#Soda draws on occasion

[caffeiiine]

i downloaded concepts on my ohone

[akutagawa-spotted]

but what about akutagawa striped? 🤨🤨🤨 /j

Just for you my friend he gets stripes today I don’t believe he is too happy though

[ellejos]

I completely let go of myself after finals so here is a list of things I implemented into my day to day life this month:

Intermittent fasting: I’m currently doing 20/4 having a smoothie or some kind of protein drink as a snack to end fasting, doing a workout and then having a large meal and fruits and oats as desert. Then I start fasting again, it works for me because my eating behaviour was out of hand

Nutrition: I cut meat and sugar. I‘m making cheat days on special occasions like birthday gatherings, etc. but mostly I’m eating veggies, high protein and high fiber.

Hydration: drinking 2 liters of water, tea and some black coffee in the morning every day. No soda, no milk, nothing

No addictive substances: no alcohol, no smoke. Trying to reduce technology aswell.

Fitness: workouts, stretching, yoga, Pilates, running, swimming, bicycling, volleyball. I try to be active everyday at least for 20 minutes. I‘m extending the time when i‘m fitter.

Mindfulness: journaling, reading, meditation or listening to podcast. You gotta keep growing through outside inputs.

Beauty: taking care of my look and my outer appearance. My skin, hair and nails are clean. My apartment and car are clean. I cherish and take care of myself and the things I own.

Love: spending time and giving love to my family and my closest friends. Making time for them and showing effort.

I’m currently on my second week and most days I’m feeling great. I‘m still not happy with my workout schedule but next week I got a buddy who‘ll help me get better and fitter and I’m looking forward to it.

Things I want to change, but didn‘t had time yet:

Applying for a new and better job

Having a creative hobby (drawing or writing)

More character improvement

[silverika326]

hollow bark

@splatanastamprr let me draw his skid, sirce! I love themmm I wanna shake ‘em like a soda bottle and watch them explode

I drew my skid, Nimcha, along with sirce and I got to develop their personality in the meantime! Here’s some stuff abt Nimcha:

Crab call

Stealthy or Laidback stance

Favorite instrument: Large Bell

Lives in a rural part of Valley of Triumph (that isn’t Hermit Valley)

Sometimes makes clothes and capes to sell to the village of dreams but usually fends for themself

Will hunt crabs for food on occasion (they think it’s taesty)

Think’s they’re hot shit; if they were a spirit, their emote would be a beckoning/challenging w/ the hand kinda emote. Despite that, they’re unexpectedly respectful & understanding of others.

They enjoy ‘sparring’ with the people they meet through games like tag, hide & seek, arm wrestling, etc. it’s really just playing but sparring sounds cooler to them lel

Anyway that’s it ta-ta

[4suitedplayingcard]

Various Punch Out Headcanons I have that I felt the need to share or else my brain would explode :p

All of the boxers (who didn't originally live in New York) pretty much just live in hell NY now cuz of their boxing career. They do visit their families during vacation and all that, but for the most part, they just stay in New York.

Piston Hondo finds it hard to make friends with people who are around the same age as him and younger because he finds them harder to understand/relate to (and also a bit more judgemental), so he mostly hangs out w/ people who are much older than him, with the only exception being Great Tiger.

King Hippo thinks that most beds are uncomfortable and will sleep pretty much anywhere except on a bed. On the floor, the couch, a pile of leaves, a comically small pillow, etc etc.

Aran Ryan has a bad habit of eating non edible objects out of intrusive thinking (and also spite sometimes), he's eaten things ranging from twigs to hand sanitizer to cigarette butts and has been sent to the hospital a couple of times because of it.

Don Flamenco is obsessed with skincare, mostly due to the fact that he looks like a middle aged man with his toupee off. The second he gets his paycheck, he immediately spends most of it on various scrubs and lotions. He even almost went bankrupt on numerous occasions because of it

Bear Hugger had been friends with Ms. Bear even since he was 12 years old. He found her all alone in the forest on a snowy day when she was a baby and his parents agreed to keep her until they find her a new home (which obviously didn't work out)

Super Macho Man is a nepo baby. His mother was a movie actor while his father was also a heavyweight boxer, which caused him to get a lot of attention from not only his peers at school, but also media outlets too.

Glass Joe has terrible eyesight and mostly uses contact lenses wherever he goes, though he does occasionally wear glasses sometimes (mostly at home or whenever he's run out of contacts).

Bald Bull is VERY reluctant to touch, even the slightest little bump in can cause him to flip out. He only makes this exception to people who are super close to him, but even then, he doesn't want any physical contact for too long or he’ll start to lose it.

Even though Von Kaiser wasn't actually apart of a war, he was enrolled in a boot camp for a few years of his life. It was hell and he still has nightmares about it to this day…

No matter how much sleep he gets, Great Tiger usually ends up sleepy at some point during the day. He's tried every to get him to sleep better, drinking warm milk, staying away from electronics an hour before bed, taking melatonin, but he still ends up tired in the middle of the day sometimes and it drives him mad.

Y'know those scientist that you see in Soda Popinski’s title defense slideshow? Well those are kind of his dads. He was left on the doorsteps of a lab when he was a baby, and all of the people in the facility have been taking care of him ever since.

Disco Kid has a brother a few months younger than him who used to be the boxer known as Kid Quick. They both started Boxing at around 18, but Kid Quick ended up quitting early in his career to focus on something more mundane. (Yea ik I made a lil shitpost drawing a few weeks ago about Kid Quick being pre-transition Disco Kid but shhhh-)

Mr. Sandman is the only boxer in the entire organization that's not only married, but also has a kid. He has a wife named Alena and a daughter named Chelsea, they all live with Sandman in NYC. :)

[00belle00lovely00]

*+_THEATER AND OG DAYCARE AU!_+* (PART 1)

(OK. THINGS FIRST, DO FORGIVE ME IF YOU SEE SUDEN STRANGE CHANGES IN THE ART STYLE, I swear to my mama I made all of these, just that I've been drawing this concept idea for the past 2 years and I somehow completely changed from my own art style for these sillies towards the cardboard cutouts that the game has us to offer. So if there's any confusion, the first image up there is the latest from a few weeks.)

So I had this concept AU idea where I wanted to explain WHY the Sun and Moon can be completely separate while Eclipse is just cast away from the whole 'brotherhood' the fandom has created. And BECAUSE I haven't seen anyone do this back when I had this idea, I decided to make it my own!

AU LORE:

Eclipse in this AU appeared way back when the pizzaplex was being built. Small variations of iconic attractions such as a smaller version of the atrium, a half-cut area of Rockstar Row and Bonnie Bowl which was, at the time, the biggest attraction at the in-construction were all located within the upcoming glamrocks with their beta versions. Back at that time, Eclipse was somewhat of a prototype for the present-day daycare attendant we all know and love. They began to work around a smaller version of the daycare, being introduced to the children with both daytime and naptime protocols to ensure their safety and fun in Superstar Daycare.

Eventually, though, the pizzaplex began to grow bigger and bigger, to the point where more clients of all ages started to watch the early performances of the beta Glamrocks. Due to funds increasing and higher-ups becoming much more daring, a new attraction was set up near the daycare, this being known as the present-day Theater where Sundrop and Moondrop were introduced as its performers. Working as entertainers and jesters for comedic acts, especially for the adults who dropped off their kids and went off for a bag of popcorn and a soda to watch the sillies on their performances.

Sun and Moon as Jesters:

Sun back at the time was his usual joyful and happy self, yet one full of ego and quite self-centered if you must say. As Sun was given the role of the main character in the majority of his performances, he kept the idea that everything must be according to what was planned. Perfect, clean and nicely done, he thinks that the smallest mistake could ruin his "character arc" and much rather be scrapped on set in front of all his fans than admit that sometimes you just have to get off your fantasies and set yourself in real life.

Moon on the other hand, oh boy, that guy wasn't any less good. As the antagonist of the majority of the performances, he grew a 'villainous wanna-be' personality. Where he tries to prank you, trick you, and make pathetic yet silly obstacles before laughing away in an 'evil' laugh. I mean... what would you honestly expect? This is Moon who we are talking about you guys, there's no way this guy can be a calming presence to be around, not even before the virus situation.

FAMILY BONDING:

At first, Eclipse seemed a bit shocked and wary about how there were suddenly two completely identical modelled animatronics that resembled a lot of him living just near his daycare. At some point, they didn't want to be involved in whatever these two jesters were.

But as time went by, admittedly Eclipse grew attached to the twins. Having an older sibling bonded with them as they were the ones making sure those two imbeciles wouldn't go at each other's necks for dumb reasons like a scrip, a mistake in their performance on stage or even just a simple argument. Which they had. Multiple times.

Things were always a ruckus with the jesters. They hung out on their after-hours, helped each other with their usual routines for the day, and even there were rare occasions when Sun and Moon were invited into the daycare. That, of course, was where Sun learned how to adore arts and crafts. Seeing the beauty of art from his own viewpoint. As for the Moon jester? Well, he learned about disciplinarity, the need for perpetual rest and most wholesomely, he grew to like naptime due to Eclipse's soft lullaby that they would spread to every kid alike. Although too proud to admit, he is slightly jealous of Eclipse's calming nature. In a good way.

ANYWAY, ILL UPDATE ALL WITH THE 2ND PART SOON BYE-

[taste-thewaste]

Ficlet Friday! Can I get a FirstPrince #5–cherry cola with lots of ice? *savage garden plays in the background*

anything for you, darlin' <3

The lake house in Texas becomes Alex and Henry's favorite place. They disappear there for long weekends, holidays, random Tuesdays when things are hard and they have air miles. Sometimes there are people--Oscar, June, Nora, even Ellen and Leo on occasion--but so often it is just them, and they like it that way best. It's a scorching hot day in July, 90 degrees and sunny, not a cloud in the sky. Henry is lying in a beach chair, Henry James novel in hand, when Alex comes up with two glasses. "Who reads Henry fucking James at the beach? Only you, sweetheart," he says, dropping a kiss on the top of Henry's head. "Brought you something to drink." Alex flops into the beach chair beside his love and hands Henry a tall glass, ice cubes clinking. Condensation is already forming on the outside of the glass from the hot summer day. Henry eyes the glass of brown liquid and looks over at Alex with a grin. "Shouldn't we be drinking water? Hydration and all that?" Alex gets up from his chair and sits unceremoniously on Henry's lap, ignoring the grunts and cries of 'you cretin!' "This is the best cherry cola in Austin. It's made and bottled here by this artisanal soda shop, I picked up a couple bottles when I got groceries this morning. I wanted you to try it." Alex wants Henry to try everything, wants him to taste and smell and feel everything that makes this place special to him. He wants this place to leave the indelible mark of safety on their relationship the way it has on Alex's heart. Henry studies Alex, then takes a long drink from the glass. When he's done, Alex can see the slightest trace of cola on his lips, and before Henry has given Alex his opinion, Alex is kissing him, licking the sticky sweet liquid and drawing it into his own mouth. It tastes like summer and freedom and sin. "Delicious," Henry says as Alex pulls away, and he takes another drink.

[ashtxeman]

BIGGER Punch-Out!! Relationship HC's!

Shhh.. I went into more depth on a couple of the mentioned relationships from the last post..

Kaiser and Joe are obviously a romantic duo! They often go out on walks (since Kaiser likes the peace and Joe thinks forests are good places to kiss), eat at restaurants or visit each other's houses and talk over coffee. Sometimes they'll train together until Joe becomes distracted looking at Kaiser and gets decked by a punching bag.

Disco and Hippo are an unlikely friendship to be sure. I've touched on this before but since Kaiser and Joe go off on their own little ventures, Disco and Hippo are stuck together and have to come up with things to do. Disco enjoys taking Hippo around the city and showing him cool details about everyday life to help the other get accustomed to the ins and outs of such a different environment (during the time between contender and TD, Disco was the one who gave Hippo the suggestion of a guard for his stomach, but unfortunately he was too busy having his own crisis to actually help Hippo find one).

Hondo and Hugger are next, and they're probably the most obvious best friends out of everybody. They've known each other for years and compliment each other well. They're both good cooks, polite people, encouraging to others and know when to draw the line. Hugger's sense of humour also balances out how emotionally dry Hondo can be, they're pretty much each other's bread and butter. Most of the time they enjoy going out on hikes or on rare occasions volunteer together at pet shelters and help get some good animals to equally good homes.

Tiger and Don are.. hard to explain. 90% of the time they're forced next to each other and throw insults to pass the time, and the other 10% they're getting into fights over said insults. It's impossible to count the amount of times one of Tiger's clones has stolen Don's toupee and stuck it to the ceiling as a joke. Poor Hugger has to act as the Dad for them, separating their fights and calming tensions with his signature 'I'm not mad, just disappointed' glare. Hondo threatens them with his signature 'So help me God if you don't stop now, there will be hell to pay' glare. Both work. Overall Don and Tiger are good friends, they just express their friendship in very.. bothersome ways.

Aran. Dear God. You'd assume he doesn't have any friends, but there's two notable people. First off there's Tiger, who people actually know Aran gets along with well. They enjoy poking fun at others to pass the time and usually stand in the corner of the room pointing things out and making each other laugh. Tiger is also one of the only people who supports Aran's pranks, but mostly because if he supports Aran then he can't be pranked himself. It's a friendship with benefits, in a way. Second off there's Hondo, who nobody knows about. Both Hondo and Aran keep the friendship they have hidden well under wraps, with Aran constantly sneaking over to Hondo's house so they can watch anime and draw.

Soda and Bull are similar to Hondo and Hugger in the sense that they've known each other for ages and everybody knows it. There's never a time when they're apart, since Soda's always there to help Bull stay calm and Bull's always there to stop Soda from being too social (like starting conversations with shady strangers since he can't read people very well). Sometimes they're forced to go their separate ways when Soda goes off with his doctor or Bull goes to therapy, but they're never away for long. Usually they hang around in a dry cleaners run by an old couple they enjoy the company of, since it's quiet and they get free stuff if they behave.

Last is Macho and Sandman, an unlikely pair! Even though Macho started off hating Sandman since he was the one thing keeping him from the title, he came to like him more after Mac stormed the ranks and they ended up becoming good friends. Macho often trails after Sandman when he goes to volunteer work like cleaning the rings after matches or helping in soup kitchens, even if he hates it.. he basically just does it to be around Sandman more. Now that is a huge signal right there, but Sandman really doesn't catch on, since Macho is naturally a himbo and at this point Sandy doesn't question anything he does or says. He is beyond being questioned.. there's not a thought in his brain.

[empresskadia]

Eeby John

John had finally succumbed to the overwhelming fatigue that had been dogging him for days, his broad frame sprawled gracelessly across the couch in their shared living quarters. The couch, designed for Spartan proportions, still strained under his weight. His head was tilted back, mouth slightly open, the steady rhythm of his breath a soft rumble in the quiet room.

Fred, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, eyed the black marker in his hand with a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know," he began, a playful smirk playing on his lips, "it's not every day we get John out like this. We could at least give him a little memento to remember the occasion."

Kelly, who was sprawled in an armchair nearby, her legs thrown over one armrest, chuckled softly. The sound was light and bubbly, like the bubbles in a glass of soda. "It's too good an opportunity to pass up. Just a little something? Maybe a lightning bolt? Or how about a nice, big pair of glasses?" She mimed drawing glasses around her eyes, her grin infectious.

However, Linda, who was sitting at a nearby table examining some data pads, glanced up, her expression a mix of amusement and reproof. Her eyes, sharpened by her enhanced senses, flicked from the marker in Fred's hand to John's peaceful face. "Guys, really?" she sighed, her voice carrying that typical older sister tone of mild exasperation mixed with fondness. "You know he's going to murder you both in your sleep if you do that, right? And then who's going to be left to help me analyze these data?"

"But Linda, think of it as... enhancing his features," Fred argued, waving the marker like a conductor with his baton.Kelly snorted, her laughter filling the room again. "Enhancing, he says. I think John would have a different word for it."

Linda set her data pad down, her gaze softening as she looked at John's sleeping form. "He's been pushing himself too hard," she remarked, more to herself than to her teammates. "Let him have this rest. God knows when he'll crash like this again."

Fred sighed, the fight draining out of him as he capitulated, tossing the marker onto a nearby table with a resigned flick of his wrist. "Fine, fine, the great John-117 can sleep in peace. But one of these days, Kelly, we're going to get him."

Kelly laughed, pushing herself out of the chair. "Oh, absolutely. But for now, let's let the man sleep. He's earned it."As they tiptoed out of the room, Fred whispered conspiratorially to Kelly, "You think Linda would notice if we just drew a tiny mustache?"

Kelly's whispered response was a stifled giggle. "Maybe next time, Fred. Maybe next time."

JOHN!!! 😭😭😭 Helix, he's just alittle guy, I wanna give him and Linda all the forehead kisses pls.

🥺🥺🥺🥺 not me having alot of emotions over this and about ready to write an halo!reloaded fanfic with Raya

[doodlebeeberry]

Why she was sitting up on the pool rim with her, then, Charlotte didn't know.

wip of a charlotte and amelia fic cause. i dont really have a good reason i just feel bad leaving it on my hard drive for so long with out touching it.

The plane wasn't quiet. It had been, it had been really quiet, for a while, back when Airy had first disappeared. Hours (days? Weeks? Months? Shifts, the others had started calling them, like they were stuck at work instead of in Hell, though she herself could never get in the habit) of silence would stretch over the plane on all sides. Charlotte, more often than not, would use that time the same way she almost always did: sitting back, thinking, watching, on occasion, whatever the others were up to. Fun times. But, sometime in between dying–or reviving, reincarnating, she didn't even wanna begin figuring that one out, so dying it remained–and Backpack–Liam–making an appearance…wherever Airy was, something changed. She'd noticed while trying to take a nap, how there was always noise now, some little background noise beyond the usual chatting that was a frequent fixture of this place. She heard rain pretty often, or what sounded like rain, sometimes like a drizzle and others like a down-and-out hurricane. Typing was even more common, the clunky kind from a loud keyboard, alongside computer mouse clicking and muttering. Lots of muttering. Lots of muttered curses, to be more specific, in a voice eerily like Liam's. Honestly, it sounded like someone had walked away from a voice call without turning the microphone off, all that kind of unconscious background noise. Putting two and two together, she could guess that Liam himself had something to do with it. Figures.

At the moment, she heard the faintest sound of snores make their way down to them, which had followed behind keystroke clacks, slowing steadily until, with a final little clatter, the vanished altogether. It was an easy picture to paint, Liam slumped over whatever keyboard he had on his end, asleep with his cheek pressed flat on the keys, and fitting given that almost everyone down on the plane was asleep as well. Subway and Whippy had gone inanimate–another wonderful phenomena of this place she wouldn't bother figuring out–in a little pile, one stacked on top of the other. She'd caught Tray dozing on the far side of the pool, and last she saw Scenty and Soda–Bryce–they'd been in the shed failing to play chess, she could only assume they'd fallen asleep at some point too. Charlotte was tempted to join in, honestly, she certainly felt tired. Earlier she'd been pulled, five against one (though it really wasn't much of a fight) into helping whittle down some of the wood from that last stake into something they could actually use. Someone–Subway, she guessed–wanted to make another game board, so that they'd have something to play other than chess. But despite actually doing something today, the keyboard noise combined with the renewing ache of growth in her shoulder had kept Charlotte awake, enough so that she'd said Fuck It and went on a short walk down to the plug and back in the hopes that it'd knock her out. Which it hadn't yet, even though she was already on her way back. Passing by Subway and Whippy, still inert, she groaned internally. Staring off into space and thinking–spiraling, more accurately, though she wouldn't put it like that–hadn't exactly done her any good before she died. Charlotte wasn't keen on playing that game again, but she didn't have anything else to do, particularly with just about everyone else asleep. She could swim, she thought, but hesitated at the thought of all that moisture mingling with her mold. She passed by Atom, the only other person awake by the looks of it, noticeable only by an overturned triangle of grass, bobbing as he tried drawing in the dirt with its tip. He greeted her, just like he had when she'd left. She could sit with him, watch him draw, even draw herself if she wanted, but…eh. She wasn't really one for art. That, and Atom was another one of those quirks of the plane she didn't wanna put much thought into; she didn't really like hanging around with just him. She nodded back at him, returning his greeting, and approached the shed. If nothing else, she could always steal the chess board from Bryce and Scenty while they slept, though the thought of playing a one-on-one match with herself was absolutely humiliating.

Charlotte sighed, rounding the corner. What she wouldn't give for her flat-screen. Or her phone. Or the internet. God, she missed the internet. All the movies or games or books she could have ever wanted had been right at her fingertips, and now she'd been reduced to just whittling away her time. Literally. It sucked. Before she could get too far with her griping, though, she glanced into the shed. The sight gave her pause. Bryce was there, as she'd guessed, leaning back with his feet kicked up on both the table and the board–the bastard, she thought, unable now to steal it without waking him–but that was it. Bryce was asleep alone, Scenty nowhere to be seen. Huh. it wasn't a cause for concern, really. Unless she'd fallen from somewhere, somehow, and shattered her sorry ass Charlotte knew she was fine–not like they could get lost here, after all, or go missing–but it was weird. She shrugged, turning away from the scene. Not like it was any of her business what Scenty got up to in her down time. But no sooner had she written the situation off did she spot the woman of the hour perched up on the rim of the pool, alone, facing the water. Again Charlotte paused–that was even weirder. She could count the number of times she'd seen Scenty up there on one hand with fingers to spare, and not once had she been alone. The ladder in her sights, Charlotte weighed her options.

...At least the climb up the ladder was short.

Annoying, given the bad are and shit depth perception, but short. And the view from the rim wasn't terrible. Not that there was much to see, beyond the occasional sleeping forms of the others-now including Tray, visible from this vantage point, still curled up exactly where Charlotte had last seen her-but you could see the curvature of the plane, the way the "grass" seemed flatter the further out you squinted. At the very least, you could see it all more clearly that you could from the ground. At its edges, the sky was grey. Greyer, anyway, or duller. The sun sat squat overhead. Scenty sat criss-cross a scooch or two away. Hands at her side kept her balanced on the thin edge, Charlotte thought. She pulled herself up onto the lip, alongside her. Scenty didn't acknowledge her, if she noticed her at all, staring into the water. Reflected back, Scenty's expression was steady. Charlotte watched her a moment, then, with a splash, plopped her feet into the water. Perfectly lukewarm. Eugh. The reflection rippled. Scenty glanced at her slightly. Charlotte caught her eye instantly. She raised a brow, and Scenty looked away. Charlotte did the same.

They stayed like this for several minutes. Looking around, into the water. Sometimes Charlotte would drag her feet, back and forth, making the sun around their heads distort. Charlotte and Scenty hadn't talked much lately. They'd talked a little, in a place like this it was almost impossible to avoid one another entirely, but all of it was short and none of it mattered much. Just shift talks, mostly. Somewhere along the line, Subway, nosy bastard that he was, insisted on knowing more about her life-particularly her cave exploring, which both he and Whippy claimed was too cool a topic to keep to herself. She'd relented eventually, if only (she would say) to get them off her back, and one little story-time turned into another, then another. Then the others started throwing in their own experiences–who was dating who at Tray's school, convoluted sub-atomic politics as described by Atom that Charlotte simply could not wrap her head around, a story about sibling mischief that made Bryce sound fonder than she'd ever heard him. Even Liam had joined in a couple of times, with weird telemarketing stories that made him laugh tiredly. It became part of the work shifts, like yoga or whittling. Scenty, meanwhile, never joined them. Charlotte only offered once. She wasn't surprised, being turned down. She remembered what'd happened, just before Bryce showed up. Scenty was set on leaving that chat unfinished and Charlotte couldn't be assed to do anything about it, even if it kept them from actually talking about anything ever again. Whatever problem Scenty had, that was her business.

Why she was sitting up on the pool rim with her, then, Charlotte didn't know. She hadn't really thought this through as well as it seemed. Scratch that, she hadn't really thought this through at all. But the silence was getting awkward, with everyone else too asleep to break it. "The water's…nice," Charlotte tried lying first. Scenty hummed. The quiet returned. Damn it. She kicked the water around a bit. "You don't come up here much," she observed instead. "Not really, no," Scenty replied.

[caffeiiine]

Hey look at what I made last night

[bea-bea-beatrix]

Hello there!

Hi there! Welcome to the blog! 

The name’s Beatrix! I’m a newer Champion of the Paldea region and currently taking a little adventure around different regions and lands! I’m used to Social Media like this but I’ve still got some things to learn.

I’ll mostly just be posting about my journeys and antics with my Team! Here’s hoping I won’t be getting in too much trouble. 

🔮(Reference for this Blog’s character and extra important info below the cut!)🔮

🔮 Hey there! I’m the mod for this account, Blacklight! I’ll use this emoji alongside some parenthesis whenever I’m talking out of character or when there’s asks directed at me specifically. 

🙌 No NSFW or inappropriate asks please! No hate, either. You can be jokingly mean but don’t get too intense. 

‼️ This is the very first genuine OC based account I’m gonna try to put hefty effort into, so I have lot to learn! The rules and what I’m gonna put in this pinned post will change as time goes on.

🖌️ Very willing to interact with other Pokémon Character based accounts! This blog is also story based, but said story will be sprinkled in. Beatrix’s story here is after the events of the Scarlet and Violet DLC epilogue, so be wary there will be spoilers for anything included in that, the previous two DLCS, and the main story of Pokemon Scarlet/Violet. 

✏️ I will be doing drawing for answers and interactions on occasion. I’m an art student so it’ll be fun. I hope. 

#️⃣ I’ll be using basic tags such as #Art and #Ask tags to differentiate between posts if you’re looking for anything specific, as well as #Story when we get into that. 

The Characters that will be appearing on this account as of now are as followed!: 

Beatrix (She/They)

Larkspur the Meowscarada (She/Her) 

Typhoon the Samurott (He/Him)

Caramel the Hydrapple (He/She/They)

Dynasty the Flygon (She/They)

Eclipse the Haxorus ( She/her)

Ogerpon (She/her)

Sushi the Tatsugiri (He/Him)

Soda the Toucannon (They/Her)

Miraidon (He/It) 

[kennexander]

people on the discord server simping over manfred von karma is crazy take some examples -multiple occasions of people (mainly me) asking to draw manfred pregnant -somebody ACTUALLY DRAWING HIM PREGNANT -said artist offering to draw him give birth (they did not) -whole ass mpreg roleplay where manfred had a baby it was insanely weird. there was debates over whether it was gant's or gregory's baby. it was gant's. -the sheer AMMOUNT of people (also mainly me, but it wasnt all me i swear) using the confession bot to simp over manfred (one of them said "pregnant mvk is making me feel things" -didnt actually happen in the server, but me and someone in the server call him damnfred sometimes -yes soda, i DO feel the need to mention the drawing you did of mpreg manfred and then offer to draw him giving birth a second time. and yes im calling you out on this. -i think the quote "i want to lick mvk clean !!" says enough and yes this is the second time im posting this bc tumblr glitched and i accidentally deleted it

[messinwitheddie]

How tall is a tallest compared to a tall human? Like are they around 6 to 7 feet? Or a bit taller? (Without the hovering gadget. 😅) Are they all stretched to be the same size or were there ever a tallest who was Stretched a bit too far?

Ancient Irken tallests ranged from over 6 ft to over 17 ft tall [The Colossus, Behemmotta Tallest of tallests, died measuring about 18 feet]. (The measuring process had not yet developed in Irken culture).

Late first era to the third era tallests ranged from over 7 to 9 ft tall (after the measuring process, without hovor belts, to specify) Soxx, Hitz and Kii all stood just over 9 feet tall in their original flesh vessels.

Modern tallests range from 6 1/2 to 8 1/2 ft tall (After the measuring process. The control brains put a cap on the species so to speak...) Red and Purple stood about 7 1/2 ft tall after the measuring process.

So, most modern Irken tallest would only stand a few feet taller than the average American male, BUT, their proportions would look so incredibly off to us, an Irken tallest might appear taller at a glance (Imperial robes are designed to give this visual effect. The hovor belts exaggerate the visual even more.)

No two modern tallests, with the exception of Red and Purple, are the exact same height.

I had a list of the top 5 tallest modern tallests, but I can't find the post, so maybe I'll make a new one.

Sadly, some drones who are encoded as tallests do not survive the early steps to the measuring process. It's a brutal ordeal.

[Adult Dib (well over 6ft in my head canon) standing beside disgraced Purple (so no hovor belts).]

Purple "You were that big headed kid? That's why your head looks so familiar?"

Dib "Yes, I promise you, that's accurate."

Purple "Good Glord, what did they feed you?"

Dib "A lot of beef, pizza and soda and...garbage. My drone, I know it's been a while, but we've spoken on multiple occasions. I met you in person once. How do you n-?"

Purple "Where? When?"

Dib "Remember a few decades back when you and Red shunned Zim imperially?"

Purple *nodding* "Imm hmm??"

Dib "About six hours prior you snuck off to smoke in the civilian halls and you ran into this awkward weapons engineer intern-cadet also sneaking a smoke...?"

Purple "..."

Dib "You asked him what he was smoking and he told you, tobacco; they're imported. Then you asked him did he bring enough for the armada? And he told you "I brought enough for you, my tallest" and he handed you a little box filled with "imported" cigarettes?"

Purple *chuckles* "That was a good answer."

Dib "That intern drone was ME. I was infiltrating the massive to sabotage whatever Zim was planning."

Purple *exhales, coughing as he laughs* "That's hilarious!... and wonderful a earth monkey managing to infiltrate the Armada isn't my problem anymore... It's a shame you weren't born an Irken drone; the empire could have benefited from you."

Dib "Sorry, but that sentiment doesn't exactly come across as a compliment."

[Because I'm too lazy to draw a height chart. And because I will probably never have an excuse to write out this dialogue...]

[livehexmoments]

here’s some Hex hcs about some of the characters in no particular order!:

Reginald doesn’t like drinking rootbeer or most sodas! he likes making it, serving it (used to kind of), but gag if he has too much of it. He only drinks it in small sips and even then, it’s only for special occasions or get togethers. He actually prefer things that are sour and i mean, this man can eat a lemon whole and be fine. He has been working on making specialized rootbeer that’s more sour but it’s a work in progress (Weasel accidently drank a sample and almost threw up)

Reggie’s first name is Rootbeer and he fucking hates being called that. Every time he introduces himself, he has to insist the person calls him “Reggie”. When the patrons found about this, you can bet Weasel and Chandrelle took turns calling him Rootbeer just to piss him off

Going off of names, “Chief Bryce” is not Bryce’s full name, it’s just Bryce. Chief is just a title. If anyone did call him Chief, he wouldn’t mind at all though

FPP’s actual name is Lionel according to the Walk, but due to...reasons, they don’t like the name at all. Honestly, I think they would change their name to “Joe”. It sounds weird, but when Rebecha called them “Faceless Joe” I can totally imagine them clinging onto the name only because it has barely any association with Lionel. They try to separate themselves from Lionel so much.

O btw in my hc, FPP uses they/them pronouns exclusively!!

FPP has a couple ways of communicating with the inn members: sign language (they learned how to do it themselves and then taught the others how to. Can be difficult for them because they can’t move their arms very well), Morse code (same story), simply drawing or writing it out, using sound effects from a soundboard they found (uses this if they want to annoy everyone), or using face masks to express how they feel about something. 

Oh yeah speaking of that, FPP can’t really move their joints very well :(. They can move their arms up and down as an example, but can only move them left or right a little bit.

Rust’s vision is super fucked. Literally, he can’t see anything that isn’t 2 feet in front of him. 

Rust does know that Rocky isn’t his biological son, just never cared to tell Rocky because 1. he didn’t want Rocky feeling any type of way and 2. It doesn’t matter to him that much, Rocky will always be his kid, regardless if they are biologically related

Lazarus has cosmic radiation, thats canon. But, because of said radiation, his immune system is incredibly weak. If he gets the flu, he’ll go from being sick to critical condition in minutes. It’s also why he does get sick often

While Catarina says their relationship is like “Master/follower” it’s really not the case. However, I will say that it can sometimes manifest and is an unhealthy flaw of their relationship. Jeremiah can be a bit too loyal to the point of putting himself in danger to get Reggie what he wants and Reggie's stubbornness can lead him to getting mad when Jerry says no (Which is rare). Still, fighting between them is rare and when it does happen, it is absolutely not something you want to stick around for. 

Thankfully, they don’t last very long because they’re both lonely and being away from each other for more than 10 minutes is painful. Longest they fought and refused to talk to each other was a month (and it was hell for everyone involved)

Chandrelle is introverted as hell!! I usually think of her and Lazarus on opposite sides of being antisocial. like “oh no people!! (Lazarus) vs. Ew people (Chandrelle)”

FPP loves giving hugs and holding hands!! They were stuck in the walk which had barely any characters they could physically interact with so sometimes they’ll go up to any of them and either ask for a hug or hold out their hand. 

FPP does love his new found family very much. For all their flaws, he does appreciate how they basically accepted them in and it shows with how nice they are to them...even if they can be a bit creepy about it, by following them around and trying to hang out or watching them do their thing intently

Lazarus doesn’t smile very often, but when he does, it’s the most awkward smile ever. Even his laugh sounds a bit off because he’s not used to doing it. Chandrelle loves it though, it’s honestly cute (He gets a bit annoyed when she says that)

JUNIOR TRANS!!! Changed his gender after SOL and went to Vicious Galaxy (Moji is a gender neutral name with Moglees and honestly look at them, they do have a little bit gnc swag). Also in the files, he goes being referred to “mojikid” or “kid” to “mojison” so,,,  trans rights. Also love the idea of Lazarus and him having a moment of understanding with each other

I imagine Wizarro constantly changes his story with the lipstick on his cheek and how he got it (“I was in a dating sim once”, “it was a secret in joke with the creators”, and “I had a secret relationship with one of the fighters ;)” as examples). Are any of them true? Probably not but he just likes to fuck with people, hes a funny little wizard man.

Ok one more because this is getting long: I hc Irving as bisexual. Not just because I am making “every dmg character is queer” a reality but also because of this meme: “get a girlfriend” “or a boyfriend! He’s bi.” “Damn nobody wants you fr 😂😂 ” “I’m saying like 😂😂” (Changed it to laughing because i love bullying him FWQEWERG, imagine any of the inn patrons @ him)

[fizzyghosts]

15 + 17 + 27 for art meme!! <3

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

In my room, usually on my bed bc my desk chair is a v uncomfortable dining room table chair </3

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

I usually have a soda or tea with me while im drawing but I always end up forgetting about it and never touch it 😔

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

I mostly warm up by drawing my ocs for a bit without worrying about accuracy or anything. Just stuff to get my pencil moving. On rare occasions I'll do figure studies (i dont like doing studies)