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I was like a murderous storm, too pure, too destructive.
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“Theoretically... what would you do if you had an ancient relic in your bag that you’re not supposed to have? Would you hold onto it still, or leave it up to chance and get rid of it?”
what kind of touch do you possess?
stimulating touch
you are an intense feeling that energizes others. you feel it throughout your body, oozing out of your fingertips. you're the bustling subway stations, the final goal that wins the game, and the tilting point of going down a rollercoaster. you're keep the group on their toes and always suggest new and exciting things to do. everyone loves the energy you bring and your eyes that seem to light up and brighten the room. you hate doing the same things everyday and completing monotonous chores. keeping moving and active is how you feel alive. after all, what's the point of living life if you cant enjoy it to its fullest?
more random dialogue prompts ,
“why do you have that look on your face?”
“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”
“what have you done to yourself?”
“did you do something different with your hair?”
“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”
“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”
“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”
“there’s something wrong with me.”
“no, i don’t hate you.”
“hey stupid.”
“we’re aren’t them.”
“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”
“you know you’re wrong.”
“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”
“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”
“what makes me so special?”
“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”
“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”
“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”
"how about we don’t do that.”
“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”
“you’re the worst.”
“i don’t need you right now.”
“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”
“i thought you were supposed to call me.”
“take my hand.”
“i need you.”
“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”
“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”
“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”
“why won’t you tell me what happened?”
“you don’t know what this means to me.
“i know it doesn’t make sense.”
“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”
“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”
“your voice is putting me to sleep.”
“did you find what you were looking for?”
"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”
“well, i guess that’s broken.”
“i thought it was part of the act.”
“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”
“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”
“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”
“how could you do this to me?”
“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”
“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”
“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”
“people think i’m weird.”
“i think i’m losing myself again.”
“you can’t be here.”
“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”
“do you know what today is?”
“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”
“i need to get out.”
“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”
“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”
“you gonna eat that?”
“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”
“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”
“we’ll never make it in time.”
“you’d be late for your own funeral.”
“you should have seen it coming.”
“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”
“why can’t you just be happy for me?”
“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”
“is this how you flirt with everyone?”
“how much longer till we’re there?”
“what have you done?”
“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”
“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”
“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”
“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”
“i never want to hear you say that again.”
“you’re all i have.”
“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”
“i was doing so well until you showed up.”
“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”
“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”
“how can you stand this place?”
“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”
“you need to stop.”
“i don’t like that look, what happened?”
“is that seriously your password?”
“what’s your problem?”
“you had no right to use it without asking.”
“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”
“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”
“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”
“why do you want to help me?”
“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”
“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”
“hey, look what came in the mail!”
“do you want to get a drink or something?”
“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”
“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”
“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”
“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”
“you need to leave.”
“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”
“i do blame you.”
“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”
“you’re no longer useful to me.”
“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”
soardived:
“ heavy weights sound HEAAAAAAAVYYYYYY ! can’t we do sum’thin’ easier ?! an’ more fun ! ”
“There’s like... treadmills? You can run like crazy on them... or set the treadmill to go fast and put things on the track so it goes flying off. Or there’s those exercise balls that are fun to roll around on and throw!”
willow and ellie once they get buff
soardived:
“ AIGHT ! this time, it’s decided, an’ today’s the day ! i’m gonna start workin’ out, an’ i’m gonna become, SUUUUUUUUPER buff ! ”
“Ooh, want a workout partner? We can lift all the heavy weights!”
Ellie gets a lot of trainers and coordinators alike who come through Route 212 to purchase her berries. Some are one-time buyers that she never sees again, and some are frequent shoppers that Ellie regularly keeps in touch with and informs them of what crops will be growing in the future.
She’s actually made a decent name for herself, and Hearthome’s Gym Leader and famous coordinator Fantina is a very frequent buyer. The berries Ellie grows are good for eating, both for people and pokemon, and they’re even better for cooking. Her berries can elevate any dish they’re made into, whether it be poffins, juices, smoothies, baked goods, etc. Poffins are the largest reason Fantina is a frequent purchaser. She both pays and tips Ellie well for her berries, and because of Fantina’s good word, she gets a lot of coordinators who come to make purchases or orders.
Ellie does take specialty orders for berries, such as if someone wants a large order, or if there’s berries they need in the future that will be in season. She tends to sell a dozen of one berry type, a dozen mixed types, seeds, or a mystery pack of seeds (usually seeds she forgot to label and has no idea what they belong to anymore). She hates to see people go hungry, however, and she will give out berries or meals for free if she is asked. She doesn’t like when people take her crops without asking, but even then she tries to be understanding if she does catch someone.
“I feel real bad for anyone who was connected to Arceus in the past, because man.”
I was like a murderous storm, too pure, too destructive.
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my beloved..........
soardived:
“ The berry WHAT ? ”
“The berry bitch!”
“I’m Elizabeth Stark. The berry bitch.” Except it’s winter and most of her plants have died off. The only ones still holding on are the super spicy berries. It’s like they generated enough heat to live.
I REMEMBERED THE EMAIL TO THIS BLOG HA
“I’ve... only met one legendary before. I hope the others aren’t as violent and angry.”
also what if arceus vc was hades from. the game hades. think abt it.