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HELLO??????

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"Wanna see a magic trick?"

Lucas makes a show of wiggling his fingers before he reaches into the satchel he's holding. A large coat is pulled out. It's so large that it doesn't seem to make sense that it would have fit into the satchel at all.

He puts on the coat and twirls - it fits perfectly. "Abra-Kadabra."

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((You know how I've been writing that fanfic that chronicles Lucas' journey?

Yeah, one reason I've been so spotty on this blog is because I'm trying to set up a fair number of twists on that fic and I don't want to give anything away by accident.

In short - I fear I have worldbuilt a bit too close to the sun, help-))

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“Humans are inherently selfish--" Then why do so many cultures value hospitality, to the point of dictating it in their religions? Why is it so common for hosts to offer their visitors their best food, and as much of it as they can? At some point, multiple cultures decided that they knew what it felt like to be alone and vulnerable, and promised each other to never let those who stay with them feel that way. That doesn't sound very "inherently selfish" to me.

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((DON’T MIND ME RISING FROM THE DEAD TO SHOW Y’ALL THIS THING I GOT IN TCG PO.CKET—))

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There are reasons Lucas doesn't invite many people to his Villa.

The Spiritomb that practically lives in his backyard is one of them.

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((You know how I've been writing that fanfic that chronicles Lucas' journey?

Yeah, one reason I've been so spotty on this blog is because I'm trying to set up a fair number of twists on that fic and I don't want to give anything away by accident.

In short - I fear I have worldbuilt a bit too close to the sun, help-))

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Giratina can hear prayers uttered within rage rooms. Not only that, the Distortion World is a rage room.

I will not elaborate or take criticism on this headcanon.

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Your Secret Santa has left you two gifts. The first gift was a steel rain drum that looks like a sleeping Squirtle. And the other is a Kalimba thumb piano. It seems like your Secret Santa prioritizes your peace and just wants you to relax.

A sharp inhale escapes Lucas as he eagerly took the thumb piano into his hands. He loves this!!

The rain drum is absolutely adorable as well. He's definitely going to set that up as soon as possible. This is probably from his Secret Santa, so of course he wonders who it could be.

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it chrismas

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((Still thinking about this portion of that quiz.))

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assigning you a celestial entity

black hole

you are powerful. black holes have a gravitational pull so strong that nothing can escape from it. not even light. you are set in your convictions and once you put your mind to something it’s already accomplished. people are drawn to you because of your intriguing depth, self-assurance, and commanding aura. people mistakenly think that a black hole is nothing but empty space when, in reality, it's the complete opposite: a lot of dense matter all packed into a very condensed space. you have so many thoughts, ideas, and feelings buzzing around, it's a wonder your body can contain it all. it must get tiring. don’t be afraid to unburden yourself. you deserve to experience lightness and peace just as much as the rest of us. you are strong and determined. you don’t mind waiting for the right opportunity to come along and when it does, you pounce. you take comfort in inevitability. you’re devoted to the things you care about and have a tendency to be opinionated and selective. you sometimes secretly worry you come off too strong and wish you were more approachable. you may feel as if you don’t have many people you feel especially close or connected with but still hold tight to those precious few. you also have a sense of something missing—a void you keep trying to fill that no matter how much you consume never feels enough. you have desires still longing to be fulfilled. you want to feel whole. full. don't give up and don’t stop searching. what you need is out there waiting for you to find it. ultimately, you are like a dark room, filled with endless and infinite possibilities. you are an immovable object. the last one standing. you are what is left even after everything else has disappeared. you are primordial and powerful and, most importantly, never alone. 

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One of the little details that I thought of for Lucas' team (as a result of writing the fic) that I absolutely adore:

Arty is from the past - as in, he's from Hisui. He was yeeted from the Obsidian Fieldlands to the Jubilife City borders via spacetime distortion...and bumped into Lucas and his friends immediately after.

Since he was a Zubat when all this happened to him, he doesn't immediately realize it.

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What does your heart look like?

an open door, a burning hearth

Your chest is wide open, and your heart is a home. Others are welcomed in readily and asked to stay. You are comfort and love, everything you were never given but so desperately want to provide for others. You have built this welcoming hearth with your own two hands and won’t see anyone else left out in the cold. Be careful to not burn yourself out trying to keep everyone else warm.

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He's reading out of a book of puns - a birthday present from Hilbert.

"What's a vampire's favorite fruit? A neck-tarine!"

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((Happy birthday to my lovable nerd of a muse!!))

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One of the things they don't tell you about working in the healing arts (even remotely) is that it instills a strong Mom Friend Instinct™️ that goes off whenever you hear about a friend getting injured.