#ic. ♦

[crystalprofessor]

"Broadly speaking the capturing of legendary pokémon, while taboo, is essential for the development of scientific research and our understanding of pokémon on the whole. Granted, one should do so with due caution and respect for that pokémon's place within the ecosystem, but the act of researching them as pokémon should be destigmatized. Regardless of whether you believe in them as deities, they remain the most under-researched pokémon, to the point where myth is widely conflated with fact in such a way that we don't actually understand their true importance and impact on their native environments—"

[batthiief]

Imagine wanting kids.

[terroreigns]

@distortedkilling asked the Troupemaster:

He's here and he doesn't have a single thought in his head. It almost appears like someone kicked his puppy, but Anarchy should know better - they should know if anyone is kicking puppies, it's this thing.

After a moment the curse blinked, snapping out of his thoughtlessness. "You smell beautiful."

Well, that was an unusual compliment, for sure. Anarchy was already smiling like a lovestruck fool. They adored novelty.

"Oh, and how did you happen to wander in here, my friend?" The lilt of their voice teased playfully, the deity's comparatively shorter form taking a few curious steps towards the new arrival.

"Strayed into the Pillar of Darkness? I do not recall laying claim to your world... yet." The avatar mused - last word tinged with disappointment - while pale blues took in the sight of the peculiar man.

A visage crisscrossed with scars, though scarcely inflicted in combat. There was an unmistakable scent in the air, an inkling of a kinship already beginning to connect this strange Earthling with the God of Joy.

Earth - yes.. what a show. Breeding not only that lowly vermin known as humanity but also... their offspring. A purer kind of life, born from the energy produced by mortals. The same kind of energy that was the sole thing capable of filling the mad magician's stomach. Ah, yes~ they could feel Chaos itself singing in greeting.

"Oho, who's this?" A shrill voice emerged from behind, a plain white mask suddenly hanging inverted above the Troupemaster's head. A shadow-like figure, of flesh yet moving like liquid, craned its neck further than a mortal should.

Not that any of the three were anything close to that.

"You can tell what we are, young man?" The dark jester inquired, cocking his head in curiosity. Where his facial expressiveness was nonexistent, Oscha's excitement easily showed in the unnatural movements of his body. Twisting around from the ceiling, he stretched, placing both hands upon Anarchy's shoulders - a casual disregard for the gold spurs that pierced through his palms.

[kokuycku]

i came up with a new oc while out and about and i am highly tempted to write her-

[j4degoyl]

@unsnare liked for a little starter !

"I believe in forgiveness, but I don't know if people can change." At least not for the better, Will silently admits to themself. After all he has changed in so many ways, the physical transformation being only one of them, and sometimes that new person still scares him.

[requiemofrebellion]

@ofluminance ⸻ STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS.

❝  stay,  please.  ❞ / from langa to reki :)

Eyes widen at the soft request that came from his best friend. Reki having gotten up to get going home. It was late and he had just been hanging out over at Langa’s place. He had lost track of time, not fully realizing it until a yawn had escaped him and that’s when he noticed the time. But as he was standing and putting his jacket on, he didn’t expect Langa to ask for him to stay, at least not like that.  Had something been wrong and Reki hadn’t noticed?

He turned to Langa as he stopped zipping up his jacket. He blinked at him as if he waited for something else to be said but nothing left the other. Silence just falling between them, just the ticking of the clock could be heard in the bedroom. Reki drew in a breath before he walked closer to Langa. His footsteps felt louder now that he was so focused on the silence. Once he got to his friend’s side, he knelt down in front of him.

“ Of course, Langa. I’ll stay. “ He said, but he couldn’t hide his concern in his voice. His eyes wandered around Langa’s face, trying to read the other. “ Everything okay? You know you can talk to me, right? “

[voiidcursed]

Blighted. | @ask-the-dweets

Ignis grimaced, coughing into his hand before wiping it on the grass. “That.. the Blight. He found me when I passed off from exerting myself after a few trials in a row.. woke up in the lab..”

They hurt, all over, and there was this constant, feral pounding in their head. “I hate.. feeling like this.. like there’s somefin in my head that’s not me..” They sink down to sit, keeping their tail wound around their waist. They don’t want to prick Fancy. Didn’t want him to feel whatever effect the Blight would have on their venom.

Their eyes kept weeping serum, it dripping onto the ground around them as their body tried to get this.. infection out of them.

[mcltiples]

"Whaddya mean I'm not allowed to? I can do what I want. I'm fuckin' Harley Quinn!"

[monogatcri]

@maquiscursed replied to your post:

nahida vc: you're experiencing too many (an)emotions. would you like a headpat?

━━ ˟ ⊰🍁❝ YES , but I will also ground a god, too, don't tempt me. ❞

[crystalprofessor]

"If you try to argue with me about pokémon type taxonomy you're banned from my lab indefinitely."

[batthiief]

Hi Rouge. Your fox is being horny for bats again.

              ❝ Some things NEVER change. I'll handle him. ❞

[terroreigns]

Chaos, having just completed the integration of another Outer World.

"And they said, I quote, touch some grass! And I said, I CAN'T! I EATED IT ALL!"

Promptly erupts into a fit of giggling.

[kokuycku]

"Booooo."

[j4degoyl]

@donebowing liked for a little starter !

A comfortable silence had settled over their camp, as their companions slowly began to retreat to their tents. Will considered joining them for a moment, but he found that he didn't feel tired yet. One of many strange side effects that came with the use of the stone skin.

So instead they moved just a bit closer towards Astarion, idly plucking a few strings on the lute. "What kind of music do you actually like? I don't think I ever ask you that."

[requiemofrebellion]

@grislyintentions ― * ― graveyard based sentence starters.

“ the chain was already off the gate, i’d say we’re fine.” -kafka to blade

The night air was a welcome to the tall, silent man. The trees softly rustled in the wind, the moon barely visible due to clouds moving in on it. The iron gates in front of him and Kafka, the chain that Kafka spoke of, indeed not around the iron bars nor anywhere to be seen. As if either someone took it and was already inside or someone forgot to lock up properly. Blade was going to go with the latter and say people were idiots and forgot how to do their job properly. 

“ Hm. ” He replied, eyes looking over to her. “ If anyone is inside, do you wish for me to kill them? ” He questioned, crossing his arms over his chest.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

♦ A yo ?

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

"Wounded."

"Pitiable."