#misc tbt.

[sensoryled]

@archclergy

and now for fidel’s birthday gift! it is a cake that marcellus made himself — it’s not very shapely, and is lopsided even, but hopefully it tastes good.

sorry all your presents are food, fidel. you’re a hard person to shop for.

[moonspower]

ＤＯＮＴ/ BＥ/ 正方形 - 43° [マクロスMACROSS 82-99 Edit].mp3

for @alastgoodnight !

[moonglittering]

Vi the term Fuck Cops was not meant to be taken literally-

✨ anonymous. meme. still accepting!

❝I never said I was consistent. Also, Andreas is not a cop. He’s an experience.❞

[crystalpower]

small, compact size. perfect for storage and yeeting

✨ @knightshonour. meme. still accepting!

considering the trajectory of his life and everything *vaguely motions to whatever he’s doing with himself rn... like tagging behind rowan for instance* hes gonna yeet himself right into a trashcan and roll into a river :|

[hopesprung]

open rp

hello! this is becky; i’m calling with senior benefits. how are you doing today?

[ohcruel]

hey can i kiss bill idc if i like die or smth just one kiss thats it thanks

if you kiss bill you see the entire history of the universe and every possible future all at once and your head explodes and you die

[minarcana]

i commissioned rani to draw my idiot cat and the loser he keeps annoying and ive been barking about it

[kintsugiscars]

Lex losing his eye kills me because i know-- I just know that he would hide. he couldn't bear to face anyone. it definitely heals a bit fucked up because he won't let anyone touch him. he's too scared and afraid and for hydaelyn's sake he's a child in this moment.

he wanted to save his friend. he reached out. he tried and tried and tried and keeps trying but all he gets in return is more pain and more injuries.

he holds his face afterward, curling up alone. he purrs, gods does he try to purr and soothe himself, but he can't even breathe. he feels violated moreso than he did during the Ultima fight. later on, he comes back to his moment after losing a piece of his ear to zenos. he tries again - maybe this time the purrs will come. they don't.

does he even remember how?

he thinks back to being a kit with flames of pain licking across his face and blood drying incorrectly. curling up alone in a bed meant for someone better and praying. praying to gods and men alike for sanctuary. praying that someone will save him. that the skies will burn once more and let him run. he can't take it anymore. he wants to run so, so badly but cannot.

he's the warrior of light. and the warrior of light never gives up. no matter how many pieces of them burn away. no matter how many eyes or ears are lost. no matter if he can't think through the headaches or the loss of blood.

he has to keep moving on. everyone needs him. he can keep breaking and breaking and breaking.

who else will be the sacrifice if not him?

[celestiel]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐨𝐡.

the italicized oh. often seen in romance novels and fanfics. when a character looks at someone, wondering why their chest tightens when they're near, why their heart beats quicken at the slightest touches, why they lose their breathe at the sight of them and suddenly realization dawns on them— oh. they've been in love for a long time now. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝. though when you love, you fall deeply. 𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, and you're more inclined to fall in love with a longtime friend than a stranger. though, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞. and maybe if you have someone in mind, this is your sign to tell them.

tagged by: @purityran hehehehehuhuhuh tagging: @dvnities (u know im not picky girl hit me), @loetise @helreisa @ozumakis @heldwoven @heartsbreaking​ @vihilum​ @yoakkemae​ @damnedreams​ @dvarapala​ @ta1jutsu​ @shikeis​ 

[crushng-a]

i missed three days of i.nktober so i combined all three owed pics into one papercraft. it a him.

[sensoryled]

lysandre labs. the shining gem of kalos, in terms of industry -- as per their manifesto, they constantly pursue paths to a better tomorrow. its leader . . . the charismatic lysandre himself. a captain of industry who seems to put his heart and soul into guiding kalos into the future, one innovation at a time. anyone would find such a man, such a company, impressive.

but what does industry and innovation mean to a street rat who gives little care to more than where he will sleep that night, and where he will get his next meal? with a team of pokemon for which to care and slim means through which to care for them, industry means nothing. all that matters is surviving. or, in the case of marcellus austin . . . surviving and staying out of the grasp of parents who, in his opinion, never deserved him. it would be impossible for him to guess whether or not his parents are actually searching for him, but he wanders anyway. place to place, hiding, and avoiding law enforcement.

hoenn . . . though nothing can possibly remain for him there while his parents still reside there, he does miss it. four years ago to date, he ran away. he could not stand to live there anymore. the way they treated him . . . the way every adult he knew looked the other way when an incident occurred . . . eventually, he had realized that nobody was coming to help him, and that he had to help himself.

unfortunately, he had not made it very far before encountering a hostile wild pokemon. looking back on it, the incident was embarrassing, but he would not trade it for anything. he had been cornered by a wild zigzagoon, and it had been ready to attack when a poochyena appeared, seemingly from nowhere, and drove it away. even now, marcellus does not know if it had had a trainer before, or it was wild. all he knows, all he has ever known, is that the bond between them was instant and unbreakable. the poochyena became his first partner, and marcellus continued on his journey, empowered by his new companion.

ralts had joined next. it had been a chance encounter just outside of petalburg. he had been drawn in by . . . something. even now, he would not be able to describe the compulsion he felt to enter the tall grass at that exact moment. all he knows is that when he did, a ralts appeared, looking battered and like it had seen better days. marcellus had applied a potion to the wounds, and ralts had joined his team. they grew closer and closer over time, and marcellus would carry ralts everywhere. ralts, in turn, would provide him psychic information about his surroundings to augment his awareness.

the others joined throughout the rest of his travels. as he wandered from region to region, he would occasionally encounter pokemon in need of rescue, or who wanted to join him on his journey. he would choose special moves for the members of his team based on their needs, but he never considered himself a trainer. no. these were rescues. they were partners that he would never force to battle again unless absolutely necessary.

ending up in kalos had been the natural progression, after visiting kanto, johto, and sinnoh. unlike those regions, however, he had had an encounter shortly after arriving in kalos that had left him shaken. it had been the most beautiful thing he had ever seen . . . he had never heard of anything like it, but he had figured it for a legendary pokemon. after all, it was so majestic -- a huge deer with rainbow lights strewn about its horns -- that no ordinary pokemon could possibly compare. mesmerized, he had approached it, and it had let him. he had reached out and put his hand atop its head, right between the antlers. a light had appeared, and he had felt more full of life than he had ever felt before. it had let out some sort of gentle roar, and then bounded away. later, he would learn the pokemon’s name -- xerneas.

just days later, he would meet a girl unlike any other. one look at her would seem to sew curiosity about her circumstances. what he would notice about her, the reason he would approach her -- she seemed tired, like she had not eaten that day. he would be struck by the notion of approaching her, offering her a jelly donut from his backpack, and they would talk. kindred spirits, had they known it. both running from something, but with hearts kind and gentle enough to share a genuine moment with a stranger. they would talk, and laugh, and share stories, and then they would be on their way.

team flare would appear not long after. a grunt would defeat his pokemon team, which had been ill suited to battle in the first place. they would attempt to question him about that girl, and he would refuse to say a thing. they would attempt to question him about himself, to the same avail. miraculously, he would emerge from the encounter unscathed.

in a seemingly unrelated encounter, lysandre labs would reach out to marcellus just days later, requesting him and his partner for study. they were, according to the labs, a pair with a bond that, when studied, could provide insight to improve the lives of others. hesitant, but ultimately taken by the idea of being able to help others, he would agree to work with the labs.

if only he knew, at that time, just how much he would come to regret that decision.

[moonglittering]

↳ ♫ seori / ❝can't stop this party.❞

for @mechahero bc i was inspired.

[crystalpower]

How about platonic friend attraction? She appreciates his honesty. Sometimes she can talk herself into little spirals of doubt, and one word from Vi that she's being absurd is enough to cut through it, because Vi doesn't fuck around with his words - if he says she's overthinking something, then yeah, she probably is. It's an admirable trait, one she appreciates a lot.

✨ @starfoam. meme. still accepting!

omgggg i feel like one of their first convos was vi telling lo to pull herself the fuck together lkgjfdlkgd and that’s when he was moderately a bit more reserved. she kinda met him at a weird turning point for his character because he was outspoken but still struggling to open his mouth a lil bit....... she kinda met him at that little in-between w. his development there and i actually think thats interesting....

anyway hehehe..... lo recognizes real.!

[glorifiiedgore]

Lynx  presents:  A  New  Original  Character                                            Angelo  ‘Red’  Azzano  (FC:  Chris  Messina)                                               Chef.  45.  Brooklyn  for  Life.  Divorced.                       A  dive  into  city  life  and  what  it  means  to  be  a  proud  Italian  American,  making  it  from  nothing,  sifting  through  your  trauma  and  your  past,  cooking  for  the  thrill  of  it  and  to  live,  navigating  through  fatherhood  and  self-induced  chaos,  but  most  importantly  embracing  what  you  cannot  change  and  finding  the  strength  to  do  better  while  you’re  still    a  l  i  v  e.  

[muutosarchive]

watching edible arrangement commercials thinking about jay ranting about how stupid they are, relentlessly… then seeing one in person & going 👀 & YOU JUST KNOW his apartment is all fruit for like a week cause he’s trying to make one look as good as his Flower arrangements…. & then he ends up giving them to people as early gifts and literally apologizes for it 😂 he still thinks they’re stupid gifts but he just wanted to do arrangements. He’s made it his friends’ problem.

[unk1ng]

td

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