#avalanche

[crabussy]

I'm really curious about this!! in aotearoa, every classroom I was in growing up had posters up on how to respond to an earthquake. "drop, cover, hold" was drilled into me from a very young age. I experienced a few growing up, but they were mild because I don't live in areas where they are more extreme. One of our major cities, christchurch/ōtautahi, gets hit by earthquakes very frequently. if you look at a global seismic hazard map, aotearoa is fully lit up in the colour indicating high hazard chance. wild!!!

for reference, in the UK (similar size country) there are around 20-30 noticeable earthquakes per year. in aotearoa, that number is around 100-250!

[waifujuju]

Cloud Strife voice: me and the found family i pulled by being autistic

[acquired-stardust]

Sonic Adventure Sega Dreamcast 1999

[robogart]

Bunch of X-Men Evolution doodles I made back from May 2023! Gotta rewatch this series again sometime it was so much fun!! 🥳👏💕💕✨

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[thattripleabattery]

[keysports]

Sid and Nate’s New Ride | Bloopers

[will-art]

This shot is just so cute ✨

Sorry for the poor quality of the initial screen but as the French streaming quality is... ✨wonderful✨I only have this shot on hand 😶

[incorrectshinraquotes]

[hermesserpent-stuff]

decided to do writing instead of art for today's mer may prompt.

companion!!

Remy twists around in the tide pool, balancing a diving toy on his forehead. He grabs it with his hand and throws it upwards. He clicks his tongue and then dives down after it, pounding his tail against the water to push himself to go faster. Snatching the toy off of the bottom, Remy curves his body and surges right back up to the surface. He lets out an excited chirp at the sight of Lance pulling himself back over the rocks. Remy greatly enjoys Lance's visits, fascinated by anything that the wild mer brings to show him. Remy flicks his tail and swims a circle around his friend, who chitters at him warmly.

"Hey Rems, brought you some kelp. It has fish eggs on it."

Remy grins at the food being presented and is quick to accept it into his own hands. He takes a bite, blinking a little at the flavor. The wild stuff tastes different from how the stuff his papa gives him tastes. Remy presses the kelp against the back of his fangs and hums thoughtfully.

"Thanks, Lance. I have some chocolate for you to try!"

Remy takes another bite before flicking his tail and moving over to where he had left a few things on the rocks. Lance follows and accepts the unwrapped bar of chocolate with a half-scrunched nose.

"It doesn't smell like food."

"Well, it's not made of sea stuff. No fish or anything. It's a land-based food. Papa kept me from having it at first cause he thought I might get really sick. But I love the taste of it."

Remy lets out a sing-songy croon and Lance snorts before taking a bite. The other mer pauses, sniffs the chocolate again, and then takes another bite. Lance makes a trumpet-like noise that has Remy flinching back and pressing into the rocks. What? Lance looks at him and then shifts back slightly.

"That noise means I really like it.”

Lance says, looking at Remy with sad, sad eyes. Remy flushes uncomfortably. Just another reminder that he had been dumped by the wild mers that birthed him. Another language barrier. But! He has so many other things he knows that Lance doesn't. He takes a settling breath.

“Oh. Okay. I'm glad you do. I don't get to have it very often. It's good, non?!”

Lance meets his grin with one of his own. 

“What's that?”

Lance asks, pointing at the diving toy. Remy lights up. 

“It's for playing games! My brother and I sometimes race to see who can swim to it first. And sometimes we take a few and see who can either collect the most or who can do it the fastest. Maybe we race? Or pass it back and forth?”

Lance’s eyes glitter, and a competitive look comes to his face.

“Race! Toss it!”

Remy throws the toy up, and then both dive after it. Lance gets it first, but mostly because Remy is not using all of his usual tricks. He doesn't want to irritate his friend just to win. He throws it again, and they dive. His companion laughs and chitters as the two wrestle for it, and then they dive again, and again. Hours pass, stirring up the water and flicking tails. 

The setting sun shimmers against the surface of the tide pool as the two lay on the rocks. Lance shifts over to Remy and runs his claws against the part of Remy’s tail not covered by his prosthetic’s sleeve. Remy tenses but makes no movements, trusting his companion.

“I'm cleaning your scales. We do this in the pod for… well, to clean up but also to show that we care.”

Lance says, and Remy can admit that it feels nice. He yawns and hears the bell. He groans, not wanting to leave his friend. But he needs his medicine, especially with all the hard swimming he has done today. Lance looks at him, concerned.

“I gotta go. Bell means medicine and food time.”

Remy says, and Lance glances back to the facility with a heavy frown. 

“I- You feel safe there?”

“It's my pod, Lance. They keep me safe.”

Remy states softly. Lance chitters a little and swings his tail.

“I know. I- It's just that Logan and Creed… well, all the adults really… they always warn us about humans. A lot of us have lost people and gotten hurt because of them. But if you're alright… Alright. I'll see you tomorrow?”

Lance asks, and Remy pats his arm.

“Oui. Yes. Tomorrow. Unless it's storming.”

“Unless it's storming.”

Lance easily agrees, bumping Remy’s head with his own. 

“I'll find some more stuff to show you.”

“Or just bring me stories. I love stories.”

Remy says hopefully, and Lance grins brightly.

“Oh yeah. I'll tell you about a fight I got into with a whale shark. I'll see you tomorrow, Remy!”

Lance clambers over the rocks and dives into the waves. Remy watches him vanish beneath the frothing waves. He breathes deep and turns, heading back to his tank.

[blahblahblahviolentpain]

Can we talk about Reeve? He's so funny. He hates his job, he hates his coworkers, he hates his boss. This ragtag group comes along and he's like "friends!" and tries to sacrifice the Turks because he's afraid of losing them. He needs a vacation

Bonus page:

[illustratus]

Snow Storm: Hannibal and his Army Crossing the Alps by J. M. W. Turner

[waifujuju]

What if Cloud unconsciously mimicked Avalanche?

[waitingforthet]

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[btlyus]

Been doin' sum x-ketches (get it? sketches = x-ketches. Anyone? nvm) since my little sister asked me to draw a few for her notebook covers. Gotta say i dig the results