I think going too deep into anything should warrant a balrog. You scroll too far down on your phone when you should've gotten up an hour ago, you've spent all afternoon sleuthing to figure out why your mom's former neighbour whom you haven't seen since you were 15 and don't give a fuck about got a divorce, you've been ruminating the same situation over and over and over, and a big fuckass beast thing shows up to stop you because you have delved too deep and now you have to fight the balrog.
Reminder that puffins are extremely social and like to fit in with their friends, so they will adopt mannerisms and interests of the group. So there is a good chance this little guy is trying to be friends with the photographer by showing his interest in the camera.
Reminds me of the time researchers were trying to get puffins to land in a specific area so the put decoys up to draw them in but the decoys only had 1 leg and
Melkor forgets he needs to make his fana shorter and either bangs his head on every doorway or just smashes through them.
Gothmog has this problem too, but Gothmog has learned to preemptively blast doors/doorframes/walls/orcs
Mairon leaves shed fana around the fortress because it wasn't quite right for the work he wants to do so he just made another one. As a consequence at least twice a day some poor orc is left convinced that he's dead and the elves have snuck into the fortress
Thuringwethil attempts to snack on Melkor's Favourite Prisoner. This is not allowed, but she'll get there someday
Manwe sends letters. Or maybe sacrifices. The eagles are tasty
Maedhros learns new ways to curse. It's not like he can make anything worse by insulting Mairon's organizational system.
Adding onto the dabbing idea (of all things XD) from 🎲 anon.
Something clicked in my mind. Consider, young Pokémon pick up behaviors from their parental figures and other inspirations.
To spread the gospel of dabbing all across the Hisui Region, the streamer starts to teach hordes of friendly Pokémon with arms of any kind: cleffas, ralts, clefairies, spheals, and some rare Sneasels, riolus, geodudes, gibles, croagunks, etc, all learned how to dab (to the best of their ability).
Whenever a battle is won, finish it off with a dab to show they acknowledge the enemy's strength, basically, GG bro GG.
In wild encounter cases (for any reason), the streamer dabs to acknowledge the Pokémons’ presence and importance.
Unlike bowing, which can be seen as a cowardly request for mercy. The streamer made dabbing a sign of confidence that wouldn’t break away from a promise made, always actively aware of the Pokémons boundaries.
They know they are trespassing onto their territory, but are simply requesting a peaceful passage through it.
If the streamer then doesn’t collect any items, or battle any Pokémon they’ll be allowed a peaceful parting.
However, said Pokémon will not let their eyes off of the streamer at all until they leave.
It is best done when the same Pokémon groups encounter the same trainer. Not all Pokémon will be so forgiving to compete with strangers, but it does much more than running.
So imagine an official Pokémon Ranger tweeting on Pokétwitter that a person stuck in a cave for hours survived a family of territorial Garchomps by dabbing in front of them. They were allowed to pass through as long as they knew their place and caused no issues.
They were found safe, out of the cave, just beside a cliff waiting for rescue.
It being such a simple gesture, able to communicate much more than words could.
The Pokémon Rangers (both kinds) are considering experimenting with dabbing when on patrols just to see just how far it truly spread.
Scientists which study Pokémon behavior and language now booking it to study how a universal gesture could spread from one Pokémon to another of a different species.
It was a joke that has everyone whipping their heads around HOL-UP, is the streamer really a chaotic genius?!
Im sorry but this idea almost has me in tears
Like imagine how this was taught down by wild pokemon
And like, it died out when the streamer goes home, but it became ingrained in wild pokemon at that point
And after the hiker pulls this off after panicking in a cave, it becomes a cultural boom once again.
Moms suddenly realize the reason their kids are friends with so many wild pokemon, since their kids were doing an ancient greeting of sorts.
Scientists (reluctantly or gleefully, depending on who you ask) dab in ancient sites, and unown grant them entry
Dabbing takes the world by storm (again), all because you accidentally ingrained it in Hisuian pokemon that it was a peace greeting and sign of respect.
(Self-aware PLA) Imagine if the player manages to get transported into the game and due to not being made of code is just ungodly strong when in the game, like able to fight a pokemon bare-handed kinda strong.
Now imagine they somehow get transported by complete accident and are just out in the wilderness and decide to just become the local cryptid for funsies. Made a costume out of whatever they could get and everything.
So now people think this pokemon that is immune to pokeballs and as strong if not stronger than the nobles is just roaming around Hisui, on the prowl for its next target (meanwhile they're just gushing over a wurmple they found and petting it)
You honestly thought you'd be nothing but chopped liver if you ever ended up in the Pokemon universe.
It wasn't hard to guess why. Humans in the pokemon world constantly not only had a lot of disasters due to pokemon and legendaries-
But even regular day people dealt with injuries from pokemon, as if it were simply a small cut from an irritated cat.
If you owned an electric type pokemon, it was natural to assume you'd at best be accidentally shocked at some point. Shocks normal humans in your world wouldn't survive most likely.
So you thought.
Waking up in Legends Arceus was... more than just a surprise. You had wondered if you hit your head, or had something slipped in your food before you went to bed the night before.
Of course, you feared for your life at first.
You had no Arcphone or map. Or any of your own pokemon.
If it wasn't for the fact you were looking at living breathing pokemon in the distance, you would have thought you'd been kidnapped and dropped in the wilderness somewhere.
So when you had tried to maneuver through the wilds in an attempt to find some sort of land marks, (which was awful, by the way. How the hell were you going to find landmarks when things looked so different from a new perspective?), it was inevitable you would be spotted.
By a Golduck no less. One that seemed especially dead set on beating the rocks out of you.
It had chased you, a lot more vigorously than in game, before you were cornered.
You thought you were a goner, or at least going to get quite the beating.
But you weren't going to go down without a fight, at least. Even if you were terrified.
So when you threw a terrified punch-
...You weren't expecting the poor Golduck to flying like Team Rocket blasting off.
You had looked at your fists in slight horrified wonder, wondering if it was a fluke of some sort.
However, it quickly became clear when another aggressive pokemon had tried to attack you, that your strength was no joke.
You defended yourself, and low and behold, the other pokemon went flying. Any other pokemon in the area immediately backed off, giving you space.
Though when you gently said hello to a Pichu, and carefully gave the curious pokemon a pet, many pokemon seemed to relax.
The aggressive pokemon though, definitely still gave you a wide berth, and it then hit you.
They were treating you like you were on top of the food chain, being able to square up with them almost like-
It hit you in that moment.
Were they treating you like some sorta Alpha?
You thought for a moment about what this meant, and considered your options.
Given that you had no idea where you were, and how to contact anyone, you decided you'd roll with the punches. Even if that meant doing so literally.
...Which is how you accidentally ended up scaring the first human you saw.
By that point, it had already been a few days.
Despite your sudden climb up the food chain, pokemon for the most part were very friendly to you. Many were willing to help you out.
Some had given you berries and other fruits and veggies they scavenged. Others had helped find you some clothe, which you were... concerned where they had gotten it from.
But you wouldn't turn down clothes or blankets.
That being said, perhaps you should have realized being wrapped in a blanket in the cold at night, surrounded by some Alpha pokemon would have caused a stir by the first human that actually found you.
The poor merchant took off screaming when you spotted him and tried approaching. He was gone before you could even ask him to wait.
You had been confused, and wondered if it was all the wild pokemon near you that spooked him. No doubt he thought some of the alpha pokemon would attack?
It upset you a little bit, but you understood. There goes another human to talk to and get some directions from.
But that did mean you'd have to adjust your approach going forward if you saw another human.
Which of course, also didn't go well.
You came across a camp, and tried to approach-
...Only for everyone to run screaming as they ran from the 'creature' leading a gang of very large pokemon behind them.
After that, you decided perhaps you wouldn't be in contact with any humans any time soon. Not if you kept being found or finding humans at times you were surrounded by other pokemon.
Which was always.
And you had forgotten that people in this era were very wary of pokemon compared to other games. You figured if you were even surrounded by smaller pokemon, you'd still see fear.
It was not long after that you ended up adopting the 'cryptid' persona.
Nearly any time you came across someone, they never got a real good look at you, and ended up running away, usually screaming.
But hey, you weren't hurting anyone. Plus it was kinda funny to think about how you were some mysterious 'human' or 'creature' that gave people the spooks.
May as well find some humor in it, despite how lonely you were.
Of course, you unknowingly end up causing some discord in the local settlements. Word spreads of the odd creature that is often spotted with different pokemon, especially alpha pokemon.
And the pokemon seem to follow them, like they are a leader of some sort.
Was it a new pokemon? A humanoid lookin' one?
Was it strong enough to wrangle even alphas?
Was it dangerous? Did it hunt humans?
Did the creature only come out at night?
Meanwhile, you are playing peekaboo with an Eevee, blissfully unaware of the conflict people have about your existence.
Questions about your presence spread like wildfire as people pondered who you were. Or what you were.
Maybe you weren't even a pokemon at all, but some sort of spirit or god?
Others, a smaller few, suggested maybe you were just a hermit. (Unknowingly, they were sorta right...)
Some wondered if you were even real, and not some sort of prank going outside a circle of friends.
However, the sightings continue, even in different regions. A cloaked figure followed by all sorts of pokemon, regular and alphas.
Some even wondered if you were an omen of death, or a warning. Showing up to weary travelers when danger was near, instilling fear into them so they would leave the area, and therefore, the danger.
In reality, you were simply exploring. It was interesting how the world connected outside the hub area of the game. You could actually see how regions connected now!
Plus, you were trying to map out everything in an attempt to maybe find a settlement at some point. At this point though, it wasn't as high of a priority as you settled into your new life.
It's not until you end up helping a young woman, a teenager you think, who was lost, that people wonder if the deity or omen theory is true.
What really happened is you found a young teen clearly lost and scared.
You approached them, careful to avoid scaring her. You gave her some of your fruit you had kept on you, and asked a Blissey to help heal her.
All while she stared in shock, unable to get a good look at you with how dark it was.
It was near pitch black, except for the glow from Cyndaquil that was next to you for some light to see where you were walking. The flames from the little guy's tail eerily lit up your cloak, but hid your face.
You point her in the direction you think is a camp, without saying much, and she nearly stumbles away as she takes off, occasionally looking at you behind her shoulder.
...The rumors of you being a deity of protection skyrocket after that. Oops.
re: that last nord gods post, is kinda how i imagined miraak would function post-apocrypha. despite it being years since he's performed actual priest duties + considered the other totem gods due to his brain being fried for a few thousand years, once he touches grass is able re-experience nirn and the sensory feedback knocks him back on his ass + is updated on the intricacies of the civil war his extreme disgruntlement at it all (scandalized that the true nordic gods have been so thoroughly squashed from common life and replaced + replaced by southerners from across the mountains + replaced by some second rate dragonborn who never even killed a dragon + some second rate dragonborn who never even killed a dragon was able to conquer an empire and be considered a god, when miraak himself couldn't) marinates in him.
he's got a lot of complicated feelings about his priesthood + mask but he wanders around doing ancient priestly things out of spite and stubbornness. passive-aggressively sets up proper nordic shrines near alessian pantheon in major cities. visits a lot of the smaller villages + nameless hamlets to speak stories and whatnot and perform rituals (weddings, blessings, funerals) as desired. gets safe passage through a few bandit territories bc of this (several major bandit groups are really just older nordic clans who still live by the old ways and refuse to adapt to modern ways. they like that he's actively disdainful of the imperial gods).
he by n large refuses to speak cyrod, mainly sticks to nordic but has built up some goodwill with other denizens by speaking in dunmeris (he learned in apocrypha) to the dunmer on the eastern border, who he's built up a half-decent rapport with in windhelm, many of whom are in turn amused and delighted by his deep disdain for talos + ulfric + the many jackasses who try to start shit and how effortlessly he defends himself (physically or vocally), and how he manages to disappear whenever guards are pointed in his direction. he's ulfric stormcloak's faceless local enemy #1.
and he does still wear a mask; not always his priest mask, but between a pseudo-draugrfication of his face + apocryphal fungal growth that was cut out of him when he was first free he's lookin a little fucked up and that tends to ick and unnerve people so he keeps it covered a lot + after thousands of years of it being covered it still feels weird to have it uncovered too long. he's maybe got a mule he rides for a himself + rough mountain terrain + his knees aint what they used to be, and a pack goat that carries supplies for him
Basically, there r tons of fake asses on tumblr who just want comments and followers, so someone started this to see who's actually a good friend. Everyone I tag better repost (and tag other people and preferably threaten them in a creative way as well) bc I'm high on caffeine and newfound lesbianism and will resort to violence.
@ey-theys-was-coronas
@fangirlhehe
I would tag more people but they're the only ones I've really interacted with-
yayyy friends!! ily finn, you're awesome. I'm so glad I get to talk to you :))
nervous to tag ppl but uhh @arsenic-the-fae @abboii08 @musical-dash-trash @orbitkitty81 @yellowandnothing @rhinopuppy8 @17-gnomes-inmypockets you guys don't have to interact but just know that I love you all <33
🥰🥰🥰🥰 ahhhhhhh you're tooooooo sweet 😘. To my lovely mooty moots
@animatorweirdo @a-world-of-whimsy-5 @asianbutnotjapanese @batsyforyou @valentine-cafe @3dragonstar @heilith @singleteapot (sorry if I missed a few, I still love and appreciate you all)
There are likely more I'd tag here who I appreciate, but my brain's kinda offline due to bedtime, so this'll have to do. 😅 If my sleepy brain missed someone, sorryyyy! Either way, I really appreciate the people I've tagged! 😊
Sketch of Valar during Valian Years ( before the Lamps)
Namo,Yavanna,Aule,Melkor,Manwe,Varda,Ulmo and Orome
No Irmo and Nienna because they look a lot like Namo, and no Nessa because she looks a lot like Orome. No other girls,because I don’t care for them actually. And no Tulkas - because I can’t imagine his appearance before the Years of the Lamps.
It was a bad idea to draw Aule and Melkor together,because generally they made from one material,both of them are giant rocks. So Melkor is a rock + ice + fire, and Aule is rock + lead,gold,manganese and other kinds of ore.
This is a Mairon.
He needs plenty of praise and admiration to grow.
He may grow into an Annatar. The flower means he is ready for mating.
He will bring you gifts.
Warning1: Do not under any circumstances take the gifts(especially rings) that he tries to give you.
Warning2: If you do not admire him enough he may turn into a Sauron or Gorthaur. They are very dangerous and could lead to property damage. Catch and dispose of them in water immediately.
You are the Vala of Nightmares, one of the most mysterious and feared Valars to exist in Arda.
(Author's note: Not gonna lie, I was kinda inspired by Ronova's eye form and Mizuki's story quest. I also thought it to be cool being a Vala who is not evil but no-nonsense either. )
Warnings: Some people fearing you, you being the one who taught Melkor what fear means, you not having a physical form, and some mention of you being rather ruthless.
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- As the Vala of nightmares, you serve as the opposite of Irmo’s dreams. While his dreams bring hope, rest, and healing— allowing dreamers rest from the troubles of the outside world— your nightmares serve as cold reminders. They offer visions of possible future outcomes and encourage action for the greater good, keeping dreamers grounded in reality and preventing them from falling into false dreams and delusions.
- Not many of your kin understood the duty you had taken. To them, nightmares were unpleasant even if they sometimes served as warnings — warnings even they often chose to ignore. In their minds, nightmares were a burden, something negative, and at times, even unnecessary.
- Irmo understood you and your duty, just like you understood his. Even if nightmares were considered dreadful and cold, they were necessary for dreamers as visualized warnings and indicators that something in their life was negatively affecting them. Just like how Irmo's dreams provided hope and rest, a gentle reminder that not everything in the world was dark and terrible. Thus, there was no animosity between you and Irmo, even if you were each other’s opposites.
- As the Vala of Nightmares, you do not exist in Arda the same way as the rest of your kin. You do not possess a physical form as you exist in the realm of dreams, a realm where dreams and nightmares coexist. You watch over its balance and ensure they do not conflict and come to exist in the material world. It was a duty you accepted from Eru.
- Before the creation of Arda, you lived in the Timeless Halls with Irmo and the rest of your kin. He was a bright spirit compared to his siblings, full of gentleness and hope— while you were what others considered blunt and sometimes gloomy with your silence. You two were clear opposites, but despite your differences, you considered each other dear friends.
- When it was time to enter Arda, Eru foresaw your roles in managing dreams and nightmares. Thus, to keep the line between reality and dreams balanced, one had to exist in the realm of dreams.
- As Irmo had grown to love Este and desired to be with her and his siblings, you decided to take your position in the dream realm. Irmo was saddened as he had hoped to have one of his dearest friends live in the same world as him, but you assured him that you will exist in Arda, and as a Vala of dreams, he will be able to enter the dream realm and come to see you. He and Este were meant to rule a realm of healing together; thus, he should not be separated from her and his siblings.
- You had no partner and no creations you wanted to bring into Arda. You also had many Maiars who wanted to serve you and exist in the dream realm with you, so you would not be alone. So, with all those considered, it only made more sense for you to take the position.
- And thus you became the prime sovereign of the dream realm, watching over the creation of nightmares and watching over the world.
- You had no need for a physical body, but whenever you needed to appear personally, you took the form of a great eye as you see everything that occurs in your realm and the material world, witnessing its events and the lives of its people.
- Your Maiars took forms of crows or creatures of the night, aiding you with creations of nightmares and eating away any nightmares that were not naturally created.
- While existing as the ruler of the dream realm, you also served as a watcher as you dutifully observed everything that occurred in Arda.
- You were the one who informed Manwe of the elves’ awakening and the necessity to take action for their protection when Melkor hunted them for his twisted purposes. Urging Manwe by showing visions of what was happening.
- And you were the one who urged them to do something about Melkor for the sake of the children of illuvatar and peace of the world, witnessing his chaining and allowing all life on Arda flourish with no danger to them.
- Many tales of you spread among the Eldar, painting you as an enigma. Unlike the rest of your Valar kin, you did not walk Arda in a tangible form, and the very notion of a Vala ruling over nightmares unsettled them. They whispered of you in hushed tones, wary of the dreams they believed you had sent, uncertain whether they carried warnings or doom.
- Some Elves feared and even despised you, unsettled by the powers of your domain. But there were those wise enough to seek the hidden meanings within their nightmares, recognizing them as messages rather than mere torment.
- In doing so, you also act as a guide of sorts, trying to steer the dreamers away from paths that could lead to ruin or entrap them in delusions and false dreams.
- But, of course, not all of Ilúvatar’s children were wise enough to heed your warnings, and many still chose to walk the darker paths.
- Some of Ilúvatar's children claimed to have glimpsed your form in dreams and, inspired by the vision, crafted pendants bearing the symbol of your eye. These pendants were believed to offer protection against evil or sense its presence. It was said that if the pendant ever broke, it meant that its bearer had been shielded from harm or had narrowly avoided a great darkness.
- Melkor fears you the most as you were nearly equal to him and Manwe in power.
- You were the one who taught him fear when he once imprisoned one of your Maiars and refused to release them when you asked him to, forcing you to take action and release them yourself.
- It was the day you entered Arda in a physical form for the first time and taught him the true definition of fear.
- Ever since that day, he never tried to imprison one of your Maiars again.
- You did not exist in Arda as a physical being, so Melkor could not touch you or affect you in any way. And due to his physical form that occasionally needed rest, you had power over him in his dreams. And for his evil deeds, you often filled his dreams with nightmares as you despised him and his actions.
- Unlike Irmo and most of your kin, you were ruthless and unforgiving when angered. You saw no reason to allow him easy rest, especially when he willingly harms innocent beings who have done him no wrong.
- Melkor believes he is going against his creator's grand design for him and all in Arda. But you knew many secrets regarding your creator and that there was no such thing.
-The only place Melkor would find rest is in his domain. But even so, you always made sure that no matter where he goes, you will always find him. The same goes with his servants.
- Due to your blunt and sometimes ungentle ways, you were a feared figure. You even send nightmares to the dreams of your kin, forcing them to face reality and the need for action. You reminded them that as the ruling powers of Arda, it was your responsibility to look after its habitats and not cower in the safety of your domains when something goes wrong.
- You were given many names. Your original name became a mystery, and even you went by names the children of Illuvatar gave you. The elves who came to Aman called you Tirnómë. The elves of the Middle Earth referred to you as Tirweth. But you were commonly known as the Watcher or the Ruler of Nightmares due to your role in overlooking the balance between realities and watching over Arda and its people, offering guidance in nightmares whenever a catastrophic event is nearing.
- You were Vala surrounded by mystery as some considered you good while some considered you evil for your nightmares. Your presence and role in Arda have never been clear, but you will always be there when necessary.
Concept: Vampire character that represents strengthening ties to humanity and the natural world instead of dividing them
Vampire gets HEAVILY invested in eco conservation because they *can't* just shrug it off as the next generation's problems
A vampire that goes around eating oil tycoons and clear-cut logging CEOs and climate-denying politicians because their childhood village is a dirt pit now and the animals they saw growing up have become endangered
Immortal guys who anonymously donate huge sums of cash to wildlife preserves that oversee forests they used to hunt in
Fellow who, instead of succumbing to the boredom and waste of infinite time, has become feverishly obsessed with making sure this one specific species of snail will still be around in another hundred years
5000 year old woodsman who can still mimic the calls of extinct birds, who still remembers the mating calls of mammoths and wooly rhinos and wild horses
Ancient vampire who can still vaguely recall a cave somewhere with her whole family's hand prints in it, and not sure of it's precise location, keeps the whole area void of human activity so it doesn't become a tourist attraction
Vampire archeologist who digs up their old friend's remains and has the figure out how to prove, with evidence, how they know exactly who they were and what they looked like
Immortal anthropologist who reconstructs a face from a skull only to realize that they'd met them before a long, long time ago
I wanted to write some headcanons of what it’d be like to train a Gengar because… I’m not too sure myself really, haha. My purple bean is just fun to write about. =w=
(Might make these training Pokémon headcanons a series…!)
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• The spook is always happy when you’re there, and if you’re sad, Gengar will keep doing silly things to try and get a giggle out of you.
• If you have other Pokémon, Gengar will take whatever chance they can get to make them laugh (They love spreading joy!).
• They LOVE being petted by you, and will probably fall asleep after so long, which you note is a great way to settle them down for the night if they’re refusing to go to sleep or go back in their Poké Ball.
• Will sometimes play pranks on you, but they’re all harmless and always end with the two of you laughing.
• They will sometimes use their powers to make you levitate, but not too high off the ground, just in case you get scared. If you want to fly higher though, they’ll happily oblige and fly with you!
• Although they’re quite excitable and can’t seem to stay in one place, Gengar will always be quiet and remain in one spot when you’re feeding them. The spook loves food (much easier for you, right?).
