#smart chain

[jewishregulus]

love when ppl make random ass aus for their fave ship that r just nonsensical and crazy . anyways jegulus au in which the potter’s run an animal shelter and usually order their pet supplies online but one day james goes to a chain store and finds regulus, who hates every single thing abt his shitty fucking pet store job and ONLY stays bc having a shitty job getting to pet cats on a leash is better than having a shitty job and not being able to. anyways james sees a twink and loses a few brain cells so he just pretends he has NEVER had a pet before and asks for regulus’ advice to talk to him. in his nervousness james is like “so dogs can’t eat chocolate right hahaha that’s crazy i’d go crazy” and regulus is like “i don’t get paid enough for this”

[isasan347]

Ravio deserves to say “I told you so” at least once

[babybinko]

Been playing Payday 2 again a lot lately and I wanted to draw some of the character's faces as practice.

[thedreamerstoryteller]

"Surprise..."

[jentlemahae]

damn

[caterpillarinacave]

James: Thomas your bleeding! Quick, what’s your type?

Thomas: 5’10, Persian, beautiful eyes, looks like a prince from a fairytale-

Matthew: No! He means your blood type

Thomas: Oh, uh, b- positive?

Alastair: We’re trying, Tom, but your losing a lot of blood!!!

[dteamain]

HELLOOOO

[invidiatechdemo]

People make jokes about Nemona getting a Komo-o and Milotic while brainwashed and go 'haha, she evolved them went all the way across the mountain to loop back to the loyal three monument', without realizing what that means in terms of where Pecharunt went.

A pretty large portion of the Kitakami pokemon Nemona can get are ones either on the mountainside /or/ at the crystal pool. And a frankly concerning amount are, as a result uh... Really, really close to where Dreaded Den is.

So... Pecharunt very likely went to Dreaded Den because it uh. Didn't know where the masks were. So they... went to where Ogrepon lives, last time they checked. Because they assumed they'd be back there. Y'know. Because doing that re:the masks went so great last time. And they specifically went back there with Nemona Specifically in tow.

[frc-ambaradan]

Ok, so... I managed to "color" Captain Samakro (he was my guinea pig 😅). It's not the best, but it's the best I can do.

(I also changed him a bit from the sketch I made 'cause I didn't like his face).

[pettson]

consumed by tess and ellie thoughts lately and what could have been and thinking about how much ellie would’ve needed tess to rein her in just as much as joel did

even if tess wouldn’t have been able to avoid joel and ellie becoming estranged, or avoid joel getting killed, i think at least tess would've been the only one able to stop ellie from going after abby

[summertimemusician]

Linktober Day 6

Mask(s)

Soft and sweet with just a hint of melancholic because 1.I'm tired and probably need a nap father than coffee, 2.I actually managed to make a pretty good mocha and the Anchorage LOZ animatic came onto my playlist before writing this and it kind of influenced my mood, and 3. I'm saving the usual Majora's Mask flare of angst for another prompt because I was having way too much fun dissecting the tragedy of the Hero of Time before sleep deprivation snatched the idea away which is usually my sign to pass the heck out and save the second option for when I have more energy lol.

For the Warriors fans, also Warriors is a disaster of an older sibling but we adore and appreciate him for it in this household, as always can be implied romantic or platonic between him and reader.

You were all but pinned down to the ground, brought down more effectively and unable to find the strength to get up.

Well, not literally, there were no enemies nearby, the chaos at camp had long since died down and there wasn’t anything much to do now that night had fallen, the heavens deigning to put all of it’s glittering jewels on display.

Were it any other day you’d probably focus more on appreciating it in full, the fire was crackling merrily, you were safe and had a full stomach and even with the ever present threat of the Shadow possibly deciding to ambush you all while most of your guards were down, you had your boys with you and the crisp autumn petrichor was a balm on your soul, weary from the journey.

Maybe it would be fine to rest for a little while.

And then the small figure clinging to you flinched, burrowing closer and holding onto your tunic like a lifeline. And awareness came to you like a smack over the head with a log, your fingers gently carding through blond locks as you hum gently. Weighting options and just how quietly you could move without bothering the precious Sprite at your side.

You had guessed Time had been a sweet kid, and you still wanted to lodge a formal complaint with the gods for writing such cruel fate for him because the man couldn’t catch a break and you’re not the only one to take it personally. But he was killing you here, this is how you die, with an adorable but oh so heartbreakingly sad little boy having fallen asleep leaning against you after telling you all sorts of stories about his extensive mask collection.

(You don’t know wether you want to cry, scream or laugh, Mask was so, so young. It breaks your heart, just a little.

Really, the deities of Hyrule must adore tragedies. Bastards.)

Sighing, you decide to compromise, gently keeping the Kokiri boy right where he is, fast asleep and with barely any nightmares as you hum and card your fingers through the spun gold strands, you brush your fingers through the last masks he fell asleep mid through telling the story of how he’d acquired. If you were careful surely you’d be able to reach his pack on his side so he wouldn’t worry later.

A pair of brown boots invade your vision, Warriors crouches down. You think you spot a flash of surprise on his eyes as he spots Mask napping on you, and then fond amusement of a big brother you knew he directed often towards Wind, tone low, “Well would you look at that, out like a light. It’s a rare honor for him to trust anyone like this.”

You chuckle a bit, shaking your head, “I can tell, he’s a good kid. I’ve barely met him for a day and I’d already take on an army for him.”

“Welcome to my world.”, comes Warriors dry response, though you both knew he was a hundred percent serious, his own mask quickly falling away as he gently picked up the Deku Sprout Mask to put it back in the small sprite’s pouch, hiding it’s confused, fearful sadness from your gaze (and it’s an effort, not to twitch, as your rage towards Majora gained even more kindling to burn) as the soldier handled it with the due solemnity of being one of the few Mask would allow to even touch the masks without his immediate supervision, “... I never thought I’d see him again, as...”

“I know.” Your tone was quiet, as you carefully picked your choice of words.

If there’s one thing you knew about any Link, is that they’re all really good elder brother’s and that they are too hard on themselves. Warriors specially, Mask and Wind were his everything, there wouldn’t be words that could describe how gutted he was, after confirming his suspicions with you, regretting not saying anything against Mask joining the battle field back then, loathing himself for not convincing him or Lana into letting him stay in spite of his bad feeling that as soon as the young hero of time passed through that portal he was unlikely to ever meet him again.

... You settle for something simple, instead, reaching a hand to softly pat his head, taking care not to mess his hair too much, “You did good, Wars, it’s not your fault. Mask also knows you did your best.”

He still, sighing, the mask falling away as he guides your hand to his lips, quietly thankful (really, like big brother like little brother, your wonderful, silly, caring boys. You make a point to cheerfully bat away the butterflies in your stomach, ), “... Feels hard to believe that, some times. Thank you.”

You hum, after putting the Zora mask away, Warriors takes Mask’s other side, pulls you closer and breathes.

(Just in case, he lies to himself.)

You quietly listen to his stories about his little brother, and Warriors is content.

[phantasyhalation]

on that note. stop compromising between strategic resource management and in-combat player freedom. one way or the other. a game in which i don't have to actively worry about longer-term healing or MP scarcity every time i use them is a game which has inconvenienced me with extra menuing for nothing. either have me cursing myself for only buying 20 potions at the last store twenty minutes into an area or gut the filler entirely and give me all my options guiltless in encounters which will force me to use them. cowards.

[monkiinart]

theyre here!!!!! (will go up on etsy this week)

[theshadowrai]

I keep thinking about how the Lousy Three would be a great antagonist team in a PMD setting. Maybe they're a band of crooks who travel the world seeking out relics that grant them power? Their descriptions in the game imply that they used to be weak and ordinary pokemon, but something happened to where they became more powerful / wise / beautiful. Perhaps that's why they wanted Ogerpon's masks? After all, what could be more powerful than the relics of a deity? That's probably why they're considered to be of Legendary status. Even though I personally don't see them as deities, all of the power they've been hoarding probably makes them about as strong as one.

Honestly these ideas are actually making me like them more lol

[tea-time-terrier]

Flopping and wiggling

[6-2-aestheticsofhate]

do you guys sisyphus would be like that meme like obviously you dont own an air fryer