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It is imperative I ask about "Puggle Visions".
You must tell me.
Yay thank you for asking. So this one is the Master Emerald deciding to be an embarrassing and show off past visions of little baby Knuckles to his friends.
Its planned to be mostly wholesome and silly but there is of course a hint of angst from the whole "How was this little cutie alone" But even that gets reassurance cuz his friends are given the realisation the got a big, magical rock loving him and looking after him.
Its one of my smaller wips right now, but there's enough of it intact to present a snipet (even if it does end up as scattered and incomplete sentences as it gets towards the end😅)
Around them the world shifted to place them next to an ancient and overgrown statue. Amy’s face brightened the moment she set her eyes on it. “Oh! I recognize this, you were cleaning it last time I visited weren’t you?” Knuckles’ face flushed as he recognized the place too. “Yes, this statue is very important.” The echidna moved between his friends and their sight line of the cupped hands of the statue that rested in her lap. “So don’t get any closer. I can’t risk you damaging it. Tails was sure that was a lie, firstly because Knuckles was a terrible liar and it was the Guardian himself that told them that they were simply observers.  “Didn’t you say this was just a vision and we couldn’t touch anything?” The echidna got more flustered. “Well yes, but I- you- you can’t look.” “Look at what?” Sonic did his best to peer around Knuckles to look behind him but the echidna kept blocking his view. It was now perfectly clear what the Master Emerald was wanting to show them and Knuckles couldn’t feel more embarrassed. “None of your business” None of them moved but the world rotated slightly so that the statue that Knuckles was blocking was now in full view and a little red lump sitting in the lap of the statue caught the eyes of the onlookers. Knuckles grumbled and blushed as his friends' faces lit up at the sight of the mini him curled up and snoozing in the lap of the statue. Amy’s heart swelled as she took in the sight. The baby version of her friend was incredibly cute and a strong desire to scoop him up and cuddle him for hours settled itself in her. He was far smaller than any mammal baby she’d seen and It looked like he would fit perfectly in the palms of her hands. And… he was alone. Something so tiny had been all alone. She couldn’t tell how old he was and he had barely any quill or fur.  “Knuckles… you’re so small.” Knuckles shrugged. “Yeah well Echidna eggs are small. So echidna puggles are small.”
“You know, somehow I keep forgetting echidna come from eggs.” “And the quills. You’re missing so many.” 
“What? No I just haven’t grown them yet.”          “Wait. Are you telling me you’re born with your quills.”
“This statue always warms up. It's a nice nap spot
“EEE! You were so adorable as a baby!” If the Master Emerald could directly communicate with Amy it would’ve disputed that. Its Guardian was still the cutest thing in the whole world and growing older hadn’t changed that. Knuckles tensed his body to prevent himself from physically reacting to the Master Emerald’s gushing.  “I don’t know how i could’ve resesited scooping you up
“I’m pretty sure I would have bitten you.”
“Because if anyone tried to pick me up now I’ll bite”
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frownyalfred · 29 days
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Tips for writing those gala scenes, from someone who goes to them occasionally:
Generally you unbutton and re-button a suit coat when you sit down and stand up.
You’re supposed to hold wine or champagne glasses by the stem to avoid warming up the liquid inside. A character out of their depth might hold the glass around the sides instead.
When rich/important people forget your name and they’re drunk, they usually just tell you that they don’t remember or completely skip over any opportunity to use your name so they don’t look silly.
A good way to indicate you don’t want to shake someone’s hand at an event is to hold a drink in your right hand (and if you’re a woman, a purse in the other so you definitely can’t shift the glass to another hand and then shake)
Americans who still kiss cheeks as a welcome generally don’t press lips to cheeks, it’s more of a touch of cheek to cheek or even a hover (these days, mostly to avoid smudging a woman’s makeup)
The distinctions between dress codes (black tie, cocktail, etc) are very intricate but obvious to those who know how to look. If you wear a short skirt to a black tie event for example, people would clock that instantly even if the dress itself was very formal. Same thing goes for certain articles of men’s clothing.
Open bars / cash bars at events usually carry limited options. They’re meant to serve lots of people very quickly, so nobody is getting a cosmo or a Manhattan etc.
Members of the press generally aren’t allowed to freely circulate at nicer galas/events without a very good reason. When they do, they need to identify themselves before talking with someone.
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melodicwriter · 4 months
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DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one
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rhinestonesox · 2 months
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When Senshi was young in the dungeon the majority of the adults he were with ostracized him. All except Gillin, who died to make sure Senshi had something to eat: unseasoned boiled meat that may or may not have been one of their comrades.
It really puts into perspective why he was so nurturing towards Chilchuck. When Chil reveals he’s 28 to the party, Senshi responds by telling him that he thought he was older. Senshi was in his 30s when he and his comrades got trapped in the dungeon, so it’s safe to assume that he thought Chil was at a similar age.
He met a young boy who was, from his perspective, forced to do dangerous work in the dungeon just like he was, and so, Senshi made an effort to look after Chilchuck in the same way Gillin looked after him.
Mind you, when Senshi was young in the dungeon he had to starve for weeks, eat the horse he loved, and finish it off spending the next i don’t know how many years wondering if he committed cannibalism.
Senshi understands first hand the value of nutrition and proper eating, so when he’s with the party he makes an effort to make sure they’re all eating a full and balanced diet. Not only that, but Senshi INVOLVES them in the process of getting food to eat, always preparing it in front of them and narrating every ingredient in the process so that there’s no doubt about what they’re eating.
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simply-ewok · 1 month
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rolling over, half asleep, in the middle of the night and when you stretch your arm out you end up smacking ghost in the face, and you can’t help but fling yourself back with a loud gasp before realizing it’s just your man, who yet again, snuck inside and cozied up to you without stirring you (bc he hates waking up his baby) bc he was able to come home early and chose to surprise you. and after you relax and begin apologizing for hitting him you hear his low, growly chuckle as he sits up to pull you into his chest, kissing your forehead before mumbling into your sweet smelling hair “it’s all right lovie, di’n’t mean to scare you.”
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twilightarcade · 8 months
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"Whats your favorite memory?" questions are such bullshit I literally don't remember that shit it just occasionally comes to me in divine flashes and leaves indefinitely
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kithj · 9 months
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good games i've played on itchio lately:
please tell me you love me - chat with your guild members for the last time before the game's servers are shut down
GIRLKILLER (covet) - there is a girl who looks like you, and today you're going to kill her
cover me in leaves - stuck in your small hometown, you get your first tattoo. and then a few more, and more, and more
don't rock the boat - play through the different perspectives of a women's crew team as they are stalked by something in the water
GUTLESS - you are the captain of a deep sea vessel. your mission doesn't go well
so, about last night... - you wake up sick and weirdly hungry after hooking up with someone at a party. you spend the next night trying to find her.
close the window, my love - short bitsy poem about closing the window. sound on! this creator has a lot of short bitsy works i recommend.
there is a beautiful star - just a short, cute side scroller. lots of short, lighthearted games from them, definitely recommend for a mood booster.
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phantomrose96 · 6 months
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Actually the funniest part of the entire James Somerton debacle is the response his cowriter Nick gave. For context, Hbomberguy talks a bit about Nick as a cowriter, and there is not any strong evidence implicating Nick of also plagiarizing, so Hbomberguy takes the angle of "Nick is probably not (also) responsible for the plagiarism".
Nick's response?
To claim he could not be part of the plagiarism, because he does not read. And does not do research...
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SOURCE: I Fact-Checked The Worst Video Essayist On YouTube - YouTube, video essay by Todd in the Shadows.
The second screen cap is maybe a tongue-in-cheek joke... but bold choice when everyone's eyes are on you to respond to serious allegations. And this screencap doesn't include the other wishy-washy statements, pre-video, from Nick saying to the effect of "I write based on vibes. I come up with an idea and ruminate on it." For research videos. For educational videos about queer history and queer media culture.
Adds flavor to the Todd video, which goes through two-dozen examples of Somerton videos which just claim... provably factually incorrect bullshit.
This guy is a writer. An author. You could not waterboard "I don't read" out of me if I were aiming to launch a writing career.
Beating the plagiarism allegations by confidently asserting you suck too bad to ever get that far.
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and-corn · 9 months
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if there's a condition called impulsive anthropomorphizing then I have it
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After abandoning this for way too long I have finally updated this fic! The wholesome friendship of Knuckles and Big compelled me.
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ailbey · 22 days
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But I am so deeply lost in my own soul, how can I expect anyone else to understand me?
- Courtney Peppernell
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erabu-san · 25 days
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I enjoyed every second of this quest
[This art has platonic intention. Thank you for not tag ship!]
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This is basically Michael in FNAF Sister location,,
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