#oof. that's a heavy one

[nabaath-areng]

As children, twin brothers Jinn and Tchigri would always run away from home to embark on their so called 'expeditions' to ancient Turali ruins. Now in their adult years, they travel together as experienced archeologists, seeking to continue their mission over at distant shores. Years spent on the field using pickaxes and sledgehammers have served to help them develop new and refined techniques with their chosen tools, setting them apart from traditional miners who primarily hunt for ore. Whether it be ancient artifacts or hidden fossils, any remnants of the past are unearthed with utmost care and precision. It is not profit that drives the twins. Indeed, they merely possess an insatiable curiousity for all which came before them. To them, there's just something so very special about those who walked before not being all that different to those who now walk after. Every ruin tells them that same story; that people have always laughed, wept and bonded over the same things, then as they do now. Jinn and Tchigri hopes to compile all their findings into literature one day. Not for the sake of established scholars, but rather to introduce everyday people to the wonder of history and archeology, and thereby encouraging them to be curious about the world around them... and the stories that lie in wait, if you just know what to look for.

First attempt at writing for the so called 'background characters' (ie characters that aren't necessarily created to be fully fledged or detailed, but rather are just made for fun for me to play around with different designs and lore ideas without feeling like I have to commit wholly). I actually made their designs and gave them their names back in 2021 (and even drew them), but I just couldn't decide what their homeland should be and so they've kinda circled around aimlessly in my brain ever since then. Only now did it finally click when I realized how fitting Tural would be! Really helped them 'make sense' for me, which meant screenshot time!

[witchofdiamonds]

Thinking about this scene, actually

If we’re running with the assumption that the Colelctor is referring to his own tears, this has… interesting implications about their character.

For starters, this isn’t really the first time we see the Collector crying. There’s this scene, after all.

But, even though they’re clearly distraught, there aren’t actually any tears. Which is kind of weird, right? A chance at having a real friend is clearly a big deal to them, but still, their eyes are dry.

When do they finally do it, then? During the fight with Belos, when he possesses the Titan and kills Luz. With Titan magic on his hands, the Collector cries tears for the first time.

But that isn’t the last time. The Collector tears up again, after the fight has ended, when Amity reaches out to him.

And this? This really makes me wonder, because he only actually starts crying after exposure to Titan magic.

We’ve seen that Titan magic is capable of cancelling out the Collector’s. From the Archivists’ genocide, to the Collector’s failing powers, and even the usage of the Light glyph. Titan magic counters Collector magic.

We’ve also seen that the Archivists, uh. didn’t really like the Collector. At all. Judging by the Collector’s words, they seemed pretty irritated with him.

So, when you’re a powerful magic being with an annoying child on your hands (and a blatant lack of morals), wouldn’t you want to shut them up?

When he’s crying, wouldn’t you make him stop?

[phuljari]

social media au! part 4

summary : khushi is a model and influencer; arnav just seems to stumble upon her profile one day— not so much by accident. (or what if khushi fell in love at first sight?)

warnings : lots of hindi, some english, cussing in (either) languages. deliberate typos. online stalker!shyam. text heavy.

a/n : i am...trying something new (by using the word prompts) #IPK 13th Anniversary Fiesta @arshifiesta

laxmi.ji

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laxmi.ji Tum aa gaye ho, noor aa gaya hai @/nandiii

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hellohibyebye e goatwa ko postwa karna kaun sikha diya haiiiiin?

⤷gulabo_devyani Manorama. khabardaar 😠

hari_prakash Nani ji humein kyu crop kar diya?

anjaliiiii.r Laxmi ji! Kya lag rahi hai!! :)

⤷gulabo_devyani :) E. Kaa MATLAB ka. Hai. Anjali. bitya.

nandiii Arey waah, ghatiya lag rahi hai laxmiji ekdum 👌

⤷aakash_r NK bhai 😭😭😭ghatiya nahi badhiya 😭😭😭

iMessage "Raizada Group"

NK: Di mera instagram suspend ho gaya 😭

NK: Ab me kya karunga diiii

NK: It's saying that I was reported for abusive language

Anjali: Aree, ruko hum dekhte hai

Aakash: 👀

NK: Dii, mere bichaare followers kya sochenge

NK: Mai toh nadaan ho gaya di

Aakash: 😭

Aakash: Nadaan nahi, pareshaan 😭

NK: Sach sach bolo Aakash, tumne report kiya na mujhe?

NK: Tumhe mere hindi sacchi nahi lagti

NK: *Acchi isiliye

Aakash: Nahi NK Bhai, mai kyu report karunga?

Anjali: Chotte 😒

NK: Nannav main tumhari paav padta hu

NK: Please mera account suspend hone se bacha lo na

NK: Nannav

NK: Nannav

NK: Nannav

Anjali added Arnav to Raizada Group

NK: Nannav

NK: Nannav

NK: Mere bhai 🙏

NK: Mujhe Khushi ji ko invite karna hai

NK: Dinner ke liye

NK: Shantivan

NK: Ab mai unko message kaise karunga? 😭

Arnav seen

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(1) new messages from nandiii

nandiii: Khushi ji!

thekhushigupta: nanhe ji!!

nandiii: Aapko bhojan ka aamantran hai aaj raat 8 baje

nandiii: Shantivan 📌

thekhushigupta: ji bilkul! 🫶

nandiii: Waise what's your fav dish?

thekhushigupta: oh i devour aloo poori, chaat, jalebi, pakore 😭 anything lucknowi also works

nandiii: Of course Khushi ji! Humari choice is same to same 😌

thekhushigupta liked a message

thekhushigupta: nanhe ji, ek question hai

thekhushigupta: hum apni jiji ko bhi laaye kya saath me?

thekhushigupta: if you don't have a problem?

nandiii: Why not Khushi ji? The more, the merrier! :)

nandiii: Aur haan Khushi ji, I forgot to tell you that this is my cousin's home

nandiii: He's most probably not going to be around but in case he is, don't mind his presence 😂

nandiii: And the rest of the family will be there too

nandiii: Hope that's okay Khushi ji?

thekhushigupta: aree kyu nahi! i'm already so excitedddd

iMessage

Preetika: What's up buttercup?

Preetika: Still in your lover era?

Khushi: OMG

Khushi: no

Khushi: yes

Khushi: maybe, idk 😭

Preetika: Ooo what's the tea?

Khushi: we went out but

Khushi: he was only trying to stay out of his home

Khushi: cos guests or sm

Preetika: Oh no, girl, I'm so sorry :((

Khushi: no you're not

Preetika: No, i'm not😂

Preetika: At least you found out early enough that he wasn't as interested as you were

Khushi: i guess 🥺

Khushi: but what do i do with all these feelings? 😭😭

Preetika: You wanna talk over coffee?

Khushi: i wish!! but i've gtg for dinner at this place

Preetika: Okay wow, I get it. I'm not even on your priority list 😔

Khushi: noooooo

Khushi: ofc you are

Khushi: he's just a friend and he's visiting from australia so can't say no na

Preetika: Oh, is he single?

Khushi: idk 😭

Khushi: i'll see tho

Preetika liked a message

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titaliya_k raghbat <3

@/nandiii thank you for hosting this amazing dinner and fulfilling my 'ghar ka khana' needs 💖

and @/laxmi.ji for the wonderful company!

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nandiii Anytime Khushi ji!

⤷titaliya_k 🫶

aakash_r We were delighted to host you and your jiji!

⤷titaliya_k it was lovely to meet you! 😌

⤷hellohibyebye e kaa dusra accountwa hai ka phati saree?

⤷user1 this is her personal account and @/thekhushigupta is her professional one

shyamjha Accha toh aap idhar thi Khushi ji! Hum toh pareshaan ho gaye aapko dhoondhte dhoondhte

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usershyam: Waise aaj aap khule baalon me kaafi sunder lag rahi thi

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user2 yummy!

hari_prakash humne banaya didi

(2) new messages from titaliya_k

titalilya_k: nanhe ji!!!!!!

titaliya_k: aapne bataya kyu nahi 😭😭

nandiii: Kya hua Khushi ji? Kya nahi bataya??

titaliya_k: ki aap asr ke bhai hain 😭

nandiii: Oh sorry, mai bhool gaya Khushi ji 🥺

titaliya_k: 😭😭😭

nandiii: But everything went well no? Nannav said something to you?

titaliya_k: haan par

titaliya_k: wait NANNAV?!😂😂

titaliya_k: i'm cackling! 🤣🤣🤣

titaliya_k: ek din me do do nicknames 😂😂

titaliya_k: chotte had me giggling af lol

nandiii: Di and Nani ji only call him that 😅

titaliya_k: btw naniji is soooo cute! i absolutely enjoyed spending time with her!!

nandiii: Oh? She said the same thing about you two! But especially you 😌

titaliya_k: anjali ji was pretty sweet as well

titaliya_k: nothing like her chotte 🤭

nandiii: 😂😂

(1) message from thekhushigupta

thekhushigupta: hey

arnavsinghraizada: Yeah?

thekhushigupta: chotte 😂

arnavsinghraizada: 😒

thekhushigupta: istg it was so funny

arnavsinghraizada: Funny was you meeting my family on the second date itself

thekhushigupta: it wasn't a date 😒

arnavsinghraizada: You were literally staring at me the whole night

thekhushigupta: ok no need to call me out like that

thekhushigupta: so what? i like to look at pretty things

arnavsinghraizada: I'm pretty?

thekhushigupta: yessir

arnavsinghraizada seen

thekhushigupta: oh!! hello!!! don't ghost me!!!

arnavsinghraizada: Kya bolu ab?

arnavsinghraizada: I don't get it. You asked me out, we went on a date. And then YOU ghosted me.

arnavsinghraizada: And now you're flirting?

arnavsinghraizada: Tum thodi pagal ho

thekhushigupta: haan 😂😂

thekhushigupta: bua ji hume sanka devi bulati hai 😂

thekhushigupta: but you had the ghosting coming

thekhushigupta: who says on their first date that they're only there to avoid their cousin?

thekhushigupta: who btw is my friend!!

arnavsinghraizada: Wow you assumed that i was there to avoid NK

arnavsinghraizada: Okay, fair. I was actually

arnavsinghraizada: Doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy your company

thekhushigupta: oh?

TBC

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[hecatesbroom]

did I finally manage to write a brand new fic? I sure did!! with many, many thanks to the lovely @eeblouissant for inspiring me with these beautiful drawings of Blanche dipping Dorothy (and the incredibly sweet follow-up with Rose playing the piano, after our chat about this scene!!) I hope I managed to do it justice ;)

Summary

When Dorothy mentions she’s never been dipped before, Blanche and Rose decide to take matters in their own hands.

[patrice-bergerons]

the price of admission

Fandom: Torchwood Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones Word Count: 3,856 Summary:

“Look, mate,” Owen says, like Ianto is being particularly unreasonable about not wanting to leave their hallucinating immortal and quite powerful boss without medical supervision. “He is not a danger to himself or others; I’ve given him a sedative which should knock him out for the night in 45 minutes max and even if he corks it, he will pop right back to life again. And–” He keeps Ianto from butting in. “–you may not have realised because you have no life to speak of but it’s New Year’s Eve. Be the loyal lapdog that you are and keep him company if you are so stressed."

[vbs-akito]

im sorry. i wanted to surpass rad weekend. i really did. i wanted to live. but if dad has a shotgun then i don't know if i can. a part of me doesn't think he'd use it on me, i'm his son. but if he doesn't think of the clones as people. ha. ha. ha. ha. ...should i just go back home? should i throw myself at him and let whatever happens happen? what's the point. i would never have left if i know that i was putting kanishiro at danger. he's a good person, if not annoying. o eanted to live. after so many years of crawling my way out of that hole i was in i finally started wanting to live. i want to live to surpass rad weekend so badly that it feels like a part of me bmis being ripped out. maybe he won't use it. maybe my luck hasn't ran out. maybe i'll get to live. maybe it won't be mt fault. i hope if i don't that nobkdy grieves. i don't want o hurt anyone. i'm sorry, please forgive me for being latheitc. i'm sorry

[permetutotheworld]

untitled poem 3

I’m sorry I’m not the girl you wanted me to be

I’m sorry I don’t fit in and I can’t make them like me

I’m sorry I’m too loud and too awkward and too everything

I’m sorry I’m different I’m sorry I’m weird I’m sorry-

I can’t be who you think I should be

I’m sorry I like girls and not the boy across the road

I’m sorry I have my own opinions and it pushed him away in the end

I’m sorry I couldn’t be the perfect daughterI’m sorry I’m not even a daughter at all

I’m sorry that I ended up being everything you hoped I wouldn’t

I’m sorry that I ended up being me

@marylily-my-beloved this is the other one it’s a lot sadder sorry about that 😭

[birdy-bird27]

Here is my live blog notes of reading the new chapter of The first of a shattered mirror

Mostly for @volivolition I didn’t send this as an ask bc it was long lol but here are my thoughts as I read the chapter

This chapter is hilarious already the physical crew always brings the A game

Hand cordination saying gun? Like a puppy hearing treat lol

Savvy my boyyyy he’s back! All for a couple coins from an altar lol

lol we are not punching a child part

Love when contact Mike is brought up Voltion is like we gotta put a stop to this

Poor volition putting up a. Plea to be reasonable but the phys gang is in control this time around. The whole intervention Voltion really stressed out

Naurrr Harry don’t listen to the fascist ideas of time travel 😭 don’t do it

Echem is really shining this time lol especially around the princess “big *woman*”

I knew the voice of stubborn would get along great with the coach

The home made Gatorade lol

LMAOOO the coach check and echem both saying they can take her I cantttt this chapter I knew it was going to be good

Reaction speed returning just the right time

Omg the voice of the stubborn joined the team! You impressed the coach son 😎

Ahh yes just what I expected the voice of the stubborn starting to push his power.

. Much like the game how he takes over the narration I love it

Good call Harry out Voltion and the physical skills

Drat I forgot which skill is missing. Visual calculus? I have foolishly thought he was not missing though

Yooo spinal cord!

I was right Visual calculus! My boyyy so underrated!!! Yess

Even the voices can appreciate his awesome work hell yea

“VOLITION [Medium: Success] - If you make it out of this in one piece, you *definitely* need to get back in touch with that therapist. None of this is good.” So true Voltion

Yess visual calc with his math

Oop he threw the jersey away

That ending beautiful muah love it. There’s more to all of it. So many thoughts woah. Absolutely visceral and bloody I love it!!’

Perfect balance of humor and sadness to it all absolutely wonder.

God I love this fic so much

[hal-assan]

Muse List

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Yvair Viriselan, of Clan Lavellan

Dalish rogue, skilled particularly in archery and tracking. While known to be sarcastic and rather flirtatious, Yvair genuinely is bighearted deep down and prone to self-sacrificial tendencies. Despite being overall a 'proud' Dalish, his beliefs could be considered more agnostic than faithful. While not blindly trusting of humans, Yvair is more willing than some Dalish to allow every human to make their own impression instead of outright assuming ill intent. Canon world state features him as Inquisitor, but a companion verse can be requested.

Sebastian Vael, Prince of Starkhaven

Devote Andrastian who despite his strong faith may be considered openminded, or critical of how the Chantry functions at times. He wants to be able to help those in need of it, and can struggle against making rash decisions. Defaults to friendship path, request if intended rivaled.

Elgaris Viriselan, of Clan Lavellan

Born initially to Clan Viriselan, after her magical capabilities unlocked Elgaris moved to Clan Lavellan alongside her older brother to take on the responsibility of learning to one day become a Keeper. Unlike her brother, Elgaris genuinely believes in the Evanuris. She is lighthearted and optimistic to the point some people may consider her to be naive. Defaults to First of Clan Lavellan, willing to play as Second to another Lavellan.

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Tamlen, of Clan Sabrae

Raised a proud Dalish, Tamlen is wary of every human until given a good reason not to be. Doomed by his curious nature, the warrior ended up Blighted and conscripted to take on the Blight despite his protests. While he fought against the idea up until his Joining, Tamlen proves to be a great addition to the Warden's ranks. Canon worldstate has him stubbornly become the Hero of Ferelden due to delivering the killing blow to the Archdemon-- if his life is spared in the act, he is out of the loop as to how.

Fejin Mahariel, of Clan Sabrae

Fejin is morally grey-- someone who isn't concerned if they need to spill blood to get their job done. However as long as it is in their abilities, they will do their best to aid those less fortunate than them. Unfortunately for anyone who is better off, especially if they prove a terrible person, Fejin is not above thievery or other criminal activities. Usually an alternative to Tamlen, but happy to write it where both had survived.

Merrill Alerion, of Clan Sabrae

Despite turning to blood magic in an attempt to fix the eluvian that cost her the lives of her closest friends (be they dead or simply taken from the Clan), Merrill is nice to nearly everyone unless given a very good reason not to be. She seeks knowledge of her people's past and many may consider her naive or stupid, views she doesn't always try to correct. In some cases she'll lean into that belief and use it as an opportunity to troll or otherwise mess with those around her.

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Archex, Tal-Vashoth

When it became clear that Archex was going to face re-education due to not quite conforming to what the Qun wanted of him, he took off despite having no idea of what to do with himself after gaining his freedom. In due time, the Qunari happens across a merchant under attack by bandits and steps in to save his life. The human befriends him, even taking him in as family and helps Archex eventually adjust to life as a Ferelden. Verse set for Inquisition, but happy to work out something for any other timeframe.

[highly-opinionated-ramblings]

Sanji usually got up an hour or two before the rest of the crew- it gave him time to prepare a decent breakfast for everyone. It was also a nice little piece of alone time, which was sometimes hard to come by when at sea. He kind of liked the quiet moments before dawn, just him and his thoughts alone in the kitchen. It was a nice way to start the day.

But today, something was different. As he approached, he made out the silhouette of someone sitting against the door to the galley. A few steps closer, and he could make out the additional silhouettes of three scabbarded swords at his side.

At first, Sanji thought he was just sleeping. It wasn’t unusual for him to fall asleep in strange places, after all. But when he got within a few feet, Zoro raised his head.

“Hey.”

“Hey. What are you doing? Go back to bed, and breakfast will be ready in a little while.”

“I need to talk to you about something,” Zoro said, unfolding his limbs and getting to his feet.

“Does it have to be now?”

“It’s important.”

Sanji sighed. “Can you talk while I’m cooking?”

“Fine.”

“Alright, fine. Come on in, then.”

Zoro stepped aside and allowed Sanji to move past him into the galley, then followed him in, closing the door behind him.

“Since you’re here, I’ll give you a choice,” Sanji said, heading for the fridge. “Omelets, or fried eggs on the side today?”

“I don’t care.”

“Pick one.”

“Omelets, then.”

“Ok.”

Zoro took a seat at the counter and waited quietly for Sanji to gather up his ingredients and the tools he’d need to turn them into a delightful breakfast.

“So,” Sanji prompted as he started in on the vegetables on the cutting board. “What’s going on? Did something happen?”

Zoro actually hesitated before answering. That wasn’t something Sanji was used to.

“Yes,” he said finally, “and no.”

“...What the fuck kind of answer is that? Did something happen or not?”

“Look, it’s stupid. But I just need you to listen for a second. Ok?”

Sanji frowned. He did not really like where this could be going. “Ok. So talk, already.”

Zoro took a deep breath.

“I had a dream last night. Everyone died, and you and I were the only ones left.”

Sanji blinked. That was not what he’d been expecting to hear, frankly.

“There was a really bad storm,” Zoro went on, avoiding his gaze. “The whole ship was, like, breaking apart.”

“It was just a dream,” Sanji said quietly. “There’s no storm that could take us out, let alone the Sunny. Especially while we have Nami.”

“I know that. I mean, I have those kinds of dreams often enough, I know it’s not real.”

“You dream about everyone dying, just, all the time?”

“Doesn’t everybody? Don’t you?”

“No,” Sanji said firmly, moving over to dump his diced vegetables on the griddle. His nightmares were a much more colorful variety of horrors. A lot of them involved his father in some way or another. Not that he would ever admit to that out loud, though, especially not to Zoro.

“Well, I do,” Zoro shrugged dismissively, apparently unbothered by that part. “But this one was different. Usually, everyone dies. But this time, you were there with me, after the storm.”

“Ok.” Sanji cracked the first of the eggs against the lip of his silver mixing bowl. “And?”

“And…And…”

Zoro paused, apparently struggling to put his thoughts into words.

“And, I feel like I have to ask, ok? I just wanna know-”

“What?”

“-if it was, just you and me…would you let me stay with you?”

Sanji froze, hand hovering in midair over his bowl. For a moment, the only sound was that of the vegetables simmering on the griddle.

Zoro still wasn’t looking at him. Sanji stared at him, sitting there across the counter, as he stared determinedly at the floor, clearly trying to pretend that having to ask that question hadn’t hurt.

God, it hurt Sanji, too, to think that he even had to ask.

The pieces were beginning to fall more clearly into place. Zoro had woken up from a bad dream and immediately went out and put himself in front of the galley, waiting for him. He could only assume that the Sanji in Zoro’s dream had said no, and it had spooked him enough to swallow his pride and sit there and ask-

He thought Sanji might say no? That he would really abandon him like that? After everything…?

Zoro was the protector of the crew first, and a human being with his own goals and ambitions second. Sanji had known that since they first met. Learning that he had recurring dreams of not being able to protect his crew- and that it was a storm that killed them off, not a person he could go out and take revenge on- made a sick kind of sense for him.

But it was another kind of gut-wrenching altogether to imagine him imagining the only surviving member of his crew in a situation like that wanting nothing to do with him. It was like his brain was challenging itself to come up with new ways for Zoro to fail.

Zoro, who had quite literally stabbed Sanji in the back at Thriller Bark, just to be the first in line to throw himself in front of Kuma. Zoro, who had come to Whole Cake with the rest of them to bring Sanji home. Zoro, who put his neck on the line for his crew all the time, to the point that he had shown up to their two year reunion with a missing eye, and thought next to nothing of it.

“Don’t be stupid,” Sanji said, and it came out a little harsher than he meant it to. Zoro glanced up at him, looking like he was preparing for the worst.

Sanji shook his head, finally reaching out for the next egg to crack. “Don’t be stupid,” he repeated, softer this time. “Of course I’d stay with you.”

“Oh. You would?”

“You’d get lost without someone around to show you the way.”

“Hey-”

“And you wouldn’t eat properly. Or take care of yourself. Don’t be a fucking idiot. We’re nakama, aren’t we? You know what that means, don’t you?”

“Well, I-”

“It means you’re stuck with me, that’s what.”

Zoro rolled his eyes, but even as he did so, Sanji watched him visibly relax.

“Hah. Thanks. I don’t know, I just…I guess I needed to hear that.”

“I’m sure everyone else would say the same, too.”

“I hope you’re right.”

“I am right. Now get out of my kitchen, go back to bed. Get some rest, and don’t let those dreams get to you, ok?”

“Ok, ok, I’m going. Thanks.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll wake you up when breakfast’s ready.”

[bean-chaointe]

During a break in the storm.

Santa Cruz, California (1/5/23)

[zorkaya-moved]

lucifer: dead belial: goes ham sandalphon: has breakdowns morael, packing her things: anyways, I guess imma peace the fuck out. don't call me. i don't want to go to our primal reunion ever.

[jazzzzzzhands]

Omg omg I'm getting asks again!

Delighted! Enchanted!

Letting you know I did get them!

I want to answer them with a cute doodle!!!

I will I will!!

[nostomannia]

how do you best like to be loved?

craft me a cunning creation

the power of 'i made this for you' is enough to make your heart ache in the good kind of way. the knowledge that someone sat down, and, with you in mind, they Created. they painted, they knit, they sculpted, they folded. they Created for you. it is something tangible. something that will remain when they have to leave for the night. something that lingers. you can look at it, touch it, and you can know that you were cared for enough to inspire creation. you were the source of someone wanting to make. you were, and you are, and you have proof of it. you have proof that they think of you, proof that they thought. and you're worth it, love, you're inspirational. i hope you have an entire shelf or bookcase filled with proof of being thought of and remembered. filled with tangible evidence of consideration.

[mushroom-for-art]

A non canon what if where May was never implanted with the synergy tainted megastone that'd become Darkness allowed to grow to her full potential.

Just a little different

Scientists checked their growing prices with morbid intrigue and slight boredom, the fetus they were growing were beginning to show features but growing far slower than they'd like. The lead scientist watched bubbles float rising in a growing tube behind the creation, looks like it was beginning to get pin feathers. He turned away in disgust of its appearance.

His judgements were cruel and harsh on each of those created critiquing the genetic splicing process and if the others had even done their job properly, snarled insults of what blithering idiots they must be. He stopped as he passed by some more disappointingly small bodies and took a step back to look between them at the tank behind. Passing past and towards the tank his footsteps heavy and furious.

"What is this?! Is this some joke?!" His voice barked as his subordinates flinched one of them anxiously approaching with a timid, "what is a joke sir?"

"THIS!" He grabbed their collar, yanking them forward and shoving the side of their face into the tank to look at the creature inside. "Now you tell me, what does that look like!"

The subordinate stammered face smooshed into the glass struggling to see as their breathing hitched in panic, "I, I don't know sir? It's! It's bigger than the others sir! Is that not good?"

The frustrated growl as the boss grit his teeth let them know they were indeed very wrong, wincing and letting out a whimper as their head was grabbed, hair tugged and once more shoving their face the front this time painfully into the glass.

"And can you tell me. Why. That. Is." His voice was harsh as he held his lesser in place. They struggled for an answer before swallowing in panic.

"It…it doesn't look like this one has uh, had any dna added or spliced into it, sir."

"And how exactly are you lot so stupid that something like this could've happened? Who signed off on this?!" His voice a snarl as he let go of his subordinate to storm off and check paperwork.

There was quite the uproar over it all that lasted a couple of days, followed by heavy debates on what to do with the undesirable subject. Some suggested leave it alive for spare parts, others said to keep and use, the rest suggesting to kill it off and start anew as it'd reject splicing now. One worker said to implant it with a mega stone with a known kill streak, free up the tank sooner add to the streak.

"No," the lead scientist finally decided, "we'll leave it to grow for now, it'll be a good example to show off and to buy us more time and resources if need be." And everyone went quiet to agree.

Inside a void unperceivable to most even other psychic types, consciousness' began to sense each other even as their bodies were small, stretching outwards in webs tapping experimentally curious floating prodding and wrapping tangling around each other. Energy shot across the wavelengths of consciousness that bloomed in different colors as time passed, bright spikes pulsating as they wove together until they started to finally take form.

They were clumsy, they didn't know what they were only that they happened to be. In the outside world a body jerked and kicked a little as in the psychic realm one of them began to create a foot. They swirled in a circle wanting to grab their own toes rolling around in the vast space as another began to make a tail. They copied each other as they formed picking up traits realizing what they all kind of looked like and then realizing the great differences as squeals of giggles and delight filled the once silent void, brainwaves spiking occasionally.

They flew around each other in a vast display of colors and features, they collided bumping and bonking into each other giggling as they flew around. A pale white one falling into a darker black one whose arms felt weird but they hadn't figured out why, an orange one spun around with her greener sibling. They played and laughed learning to communicate in their own special language of chirps and calls though sometimes they would bring words from the outside that they overheard even within their tanks.

The fusions continued to grow slowly, but their brainwaves were positive enough with how active they were they'd all be very powerful no doubt.

Until they weren't …

Scientist scrambled to stabilize the rapidly weakening form of the pale yellow creation, removing it from it's tank to perform surgery as its heart began to struggle. Within the void they started to seem so far away their voice a whisper despite being right with them, they started to cry.

"It hurts it hurts it hurts I'm hurting," they could only chirp in distress until their voice was gone too leaving the muted fading form. The others tried to comfort to find out what was wrong floating over. A green one tried to grab their hand only to phase right through.. That's not meant to happen. And, then they faded so much they were gone.

Scientists yelled clattering equipment and screaming at each other in rage and fury as the void felt so much emptier. They looked and searched, it must have been a game, their sibling couldn't be just gone!.... Right?

They couldn't find their missing pale sibling..

Soon more started to disappear too, sometimes it'd be over a few days weakening unnoticed or sometimes in a blink they'd just be gone despite seeming to be fine. The bright spectacle of their home becoming dimmer and dimmer as each light of their lives flickered out.

The scientists dissected and preserved each body as they theorized and ranted at each other.

The pure mewtwo outgrew her few remaining siblings but remained in her minds eye as small as they were as with time it was reduced down to only two left.

"I'm going to go soon," unprompted her sibling spoke as she looked at them.

"please don't.."

"I can't help it,"

"you can't leave me alone,"

"I don't want to..but it's getting hard to breathe.."

The orange hued one floated to her sibling as bubbles floated out their mouth as their organic lungs began to fill with fluids. Once more the scientists rushed to attempt to save the last surviving one breathing assistance and scalpels drawn.

"Please don't leave me alone I don't wanna be alone please please stay," she begged and chirped in their language trying to gently hold her siblings aware of her hands phasing through their weakening psychic appearance.

More bubbles flowing from their mouth and nostrils as they moved their mouth in soundless words. They wanted to speak but they couldn't they could feel the gunk filling their lungs they could feel their organic body suffocating.

"No one else is left but us!" The orange one continued to helplessly beg as her brainwaves spiked, she knew all her begging and pleading meant nothing that this wouldn't help, she moved her hand to gesture to the emptiness. "We need-" she turned back, her hands empty, "each other…" a faint droning in her ears as the void became near black once more save for the faint glow of her own body.

"No…." She opened and closed her hands, they were just here she just held them, "Nononono…" She moved frantic and panicked to search it must have been a bad joke of some kind no they couldn't be gone. The emptiness followed and consumed her as her glowing grew brighter brainwaves flaring.

"Someone stabilize that one!" the lead scientist snarled as a lower ranking went to administer sedatives.

The realization began to crawl into her mind, she stopped as her mind slipped floating in the void looking at her hands once more. Her organic body began to cry, beginning to weep as her mind screamed tank glass splintering.

"NOOO!!!" It was purely anguished as the scream ripped through her mind to the point it was projected outwardly as though screamed from her very throat.

Glass flew everywhere.

The force of the explosion knocking the scientists back into the walls of the room, glass scattered across the floor and some shards stabbed into the scientists soft flesh as their creation stood there before them. Her eyes were weeping and wide open. She stared forward at the dissection that had been occurring.

They watched her climb from her risen platform, and she was big, towering over the tallest staff member, a man of 6'2 as she slowly walked over to the tiny operating table on wheels.

She stopped and looked over the tiny body of her sibling, she tilted her head and leant down closer moving a hand and pausing to observe her palm before gently cupping the side of their unmoving face, more tears began to fall from her eyes as she started to wail in misery and pure heartbreak as she cupped their tiny face her other hand grasping the table as she rocked her head as she wailed and she screamed with her fresh vocal cords crying and screaming her heart out for the loss of her sibling the losses of all her siblings all her family gone as her tears splattered audibly on the metal table and the cooling skin of her baby sibling.

She brought her body closer and her forehead touched the cold wet forehead of her sibling nudging them softly unable to even know how to process everything that was happening when she finally lifted her head again to look she noticed the blood on the table.

Her eyes slowly moved from their face falling to their chest and stomach, skin cut open and pulled back, pale pink organs visible and stomach already partly pulled out as her hands started to shake. All she could see was tiny internal organs even as the blinked it's all she could see tiny lungs tiny heart as her ears buzzed with the drone of a machine.

She turned quickly on the first scientist she heard outside her state, she pinned them by their throat to the wall, a claw which previously had not existed summoned through sheer psychic will manifesting on the end of her finger pressing into their stomach with threatening intent to cut them from stomach to throat, snarling directly into their mind, 'WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM.'

The scientist let out a cry of agony at the voice violently screamed directly into their skull that made their eyes burn as they desperately scrabbled to grab at her arm and hand to try to free themselves.

"We, they were choking, we were trying to fix that but they died." They choked as her grip tightened.

'Did you do the same to the others.'

"We tried to save all of them! We truly did. But none of them made it."

She watched them sternly hand slowly releasing.

The lead scientist glanced to a subordinate besides him, "try to get that body preserved and put it with the others quickly."

Red and brains splattered across the wall as Mays eyes locked onto the lead scientist who did so poorly at an attempt of subtle whispering. The body of the scientist she had been choking laying on the floor without a head.

'Show me the others.' The lead scientist doubled over at the sensation of burning in his skull at the voice inside him.

"Go go show her." He hissed through his pain to his subordinate handing them his access key as they stumbled to their feet stumbling for the psychic voice that probed their mind. They could feel her cold watch as they prepared the body carefully closing up the vivisection and carefully wheeling the table to the storage room sensing with neck hairs prickled the creature they'd made following.

Their hands shook as they swiped the access card to the lock and stepped inside with the lights coming on in rows revealing the preserved bodies of all the others each having been cut open and observed post mortem in some way leaving them with clear noticeable scarring.

The creature stood in the doorway looking in as their eyes began to pick out and stop each one giving them their names mentally fury rising at the number labels, she turned her head observing jars labeled with tiny organs inside a weird fluid. The lights hurt her eyes as she felt her hands and arms shaking.

She looked down at her hands the room beginning to blur and stir uncomfortable hands practically trembling uncontrollably as a faint glowing illuminated from her burning her skin with how powerful it felt. Through her blurred vision she could see tiny colored hands grasping and holding hers with a sensation of company and extreme loneliness.

And the room began to burn.

Storm clouds blackened outside rapidly winds picking up to threatening degree as lightning started to beat down into the ground with cracks and shocks breaking away chunks of the building with each violent assault.

Flames whipped off of her body that quickly turned dark purple before shooting out from her body, scorching walls and erupting from the ceiling as the energy screamed into the growing storm. The scientists didn't get any chance to escape as flames began to engulf the whole lab rapidly.

The only thing safe from the blaze the orange hued mewtwo who floated slowly into the air, they twirled and the air picked up beginning to spin and warp rapidly growing in speed as they swallowed some of the flames and wielded the lighting. The twister spun and ripped up everything in its path picking up and throwing the large slabs of concrete as though they were nothing.

Inside a protective ball in the center of the tornado the two curled in on themselves as destruction roared around them, it was only when the building leveled and burnt to nothing but ash and some charred bones did the storm begin to dissipate. Clouds parting and wisps of twister fading she observed feeling no satisfaction as she turned and flew away.

[priestofberath]

Nothing like being a Medic main and finding yourself in a lobby with a Heavy main who knows what they're doing. Love at first sight kind of shit. Whenever my health got low they'd throw a sandvich at me to heal me back up. Whenever I'd ubercharge them, they'd immediately rush out and go on a rampage instead of just wasting it like Some People. We were at the top of the scoreboard. Video Games