Psst
Ya wanna know my technique for getting around 17.5 candles a day without going Everywhere?
Geyser -> Brook Candle Cake and Light Farm -> Grandma -> Sunset Turtle
Then just do:
Whatever realm has the treasure candles for the day
Basic Vault (focus on the candle cakes)
Village of Dreams and Hermit Valley cakes
And then maybe the bouquets from Performance, the cake in Wind Paths, and then the cake in Starlight Desert (since the path to it is right next to the one in Wind Paths)
Super fast and doesn't take too much effort aside from getting to the timed events on time and dealing with Vault
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A wizard that uses a rigid braid of dandelions as her magic staff. On command it can release 50 cubic feet of dandelion dander to fill a battle field, obstructing vision better than smoke, and can’t be defeated by spells like see invisibility. Plus, she can let kids pluck a dandelion to make a wish.
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okay but. vigilante!bakugou. with a full mask to cover his face, the only "super" one in a quirkless world. literally every dc trope ever, but i don't care because with him, it's so afhakfha.
you work together in some office job and he's always coming in late with his trousers loose and his shirt untucked. never really speaks to you, except for when there's a group task that needs to get done and your team reserves the conference room to figure out how you'll divide the work and he ends up sitting beside you somehow. borrows a pen, because he forgot one.
other than that, you just know of him, bakugou katsuki. quiet. always frowning. looks like he'd bite your head off for looking at him sideways. doesn't really catch your eye — though you agree with your coworker that he's kinda handsome when he's not scowling — and you don't think he's the kinda guy that's gonna go out for drinks after work with you and the team. and you're right, because he can't.
truth be told, you're not really interested anyway — because you're kinda-sorta, really-super into this guy dynamight, who stops by your apartment every night.
it's thanks to him that you didn't get mugged and left for dead in some alleyway a few months back, and though you think that makes him rather trustworthy, you know your friends would have a cow about the fact that you've never heard his voice or seen his face. that you're always sitting on the rooftop of your complex, waiting, until he's so close that you can feel the echo of his explosions in your chest. reverberating beneath your bones, just like your heartbeat.
you don't know why he bothers, but you also don't really care. he listens to the needless recount of your day, even huffs out a laugh at times. the most you've ever seen of him is the lower half of his face, the cut of his jaw when he took a drink from the chilled water bottle you had waiting. maybe a flash of his hair, but it'd been dark and you can't for the life of you remember if it was blonde or maybe light brown ?
the city is dying to know who he is because, despite being so explosive, he's pretty good at going quiet when he needs to; always manages to get away from the swarm of red and blue that chases him down the highway. and yeah, maybe taking justice into his own hands is a teeny bit irresponsible, okay, but you can't help but to feel a little safer, walking home under his echoing boom as he shoots across the sky.
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Faux monsterra plant!! 🍃
This was the most challenging project I’ve ever made!! I haaaaate working with wire!!
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do y'all imagine that the tadfools walk everywhere or are you like me and imagine that they bought (commandeered) a cart or wagon early in act one and use it whenever they have to move the campsite. withers is the ONLY authorized driver of course
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