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The young woman looks your way, her head nods, eyes conveying a sense of welcoming. Meet Fuil, just a mysterious Shiny Absol who is also a mute. (Fuil often speaks using Sign Language, but if your character does not, she will write to communicate. If your character is a Psychic-type, a Ghost-type, or capable of mind-reading/telepathy, then they can hear Fuil's voice through her horn and jewel.) Magic!Anon Status: n/a [[ I track the tag fuiltheabsol ]]

[fuiltheabsol]

[[ briefly logs in to post fantasy dollmaker Fuil :> ]]

[takoush]

Absol!Vinis on a roomba

because this concept demanded to be drawn

[fuiltheabsol]

[[ Oh gOD I have to present my speech today

IM SHAKING LIKE A LEAF NO LIE

W-WISH ME LUCK I GUESS... //screams and cries internally ]]

[fuiltheabsol]

Hands that were more easily likened to gnarled claws grasped a small box, cardboard brown and stained in some places. The creature gurgled disapprovingly. Not yet right. He carefully began to rummage in the knapsack on the ground beside him for something. After a few moments, he found what he sought.

The pretty thing from his last meal.

His tail began wagging crazily as those same mangled claws, after a great deal of struggle and effort, managed to tie the thing around the box. A cloth ribbon that was green and white and shimmered faintly in the sunlight now adorned the tiny ramshackle box, however the edges of the ribbon were stained with some dark brownish-red substance. 

The misshapen aerodactyl’s face pulled back its lips and smiled, the rows of large, protruding, misaligned fangs glistening as he sat there, admiring his creation, tail thumping the ground a little as a whine issued from his throat. A sound that, if it had not been coming from such a monstrous and ugly creature, might have been likened to a squeal of glee.

[pocketparade]

*The day was exceptionally wet, and for that very reason Chiyo was very excited. There was no need to water all her friends when the sky had been kind enough to direct the clouds tears her way. Clothed in a light sun dress and a pair of out of place goulashes, the girl goes leaping around in the yard, smiling delighted at the dew adorned flowers.*

I don’t know what could be better than having all of my flowers happy. 

*Well honestly perhaps she could think of a few things, like maybe a little wind to make the sea shell chimes sing for her. Or a friend to play in the mist with, she could think of a few people to play with at a time like this, Chiyo turns to her tulips and asks curiously.* Do you happen to know the whereabouts of my dear large friend who likes yogurt? I feel like today would be an exceptional day to find him.

[fuiltheabsol]

Feeling pleased with his accomplishment, the aerodactyl gingerly picked up the tiny box in with one hand, and began to hobble along on the other and his hindlegs. A ridiculous, lurching stumble, to be sure, but it got him though the dense forest.without his creation coming to harm. Even his simple mind knew that if he were to fly with it, his taloned claws would likely crush it and its contents.

The dew-sappled grass felt pleasantly cool against his mottled skin as he sniffed about, the sunlight of this morning was not yet bright enough to bar him from the open air, but his knowledge of the light hurting his eyes caused him to linger in the dense brush. By the familiar scents nearby he knew he was in the right place. So he keened softly towards the flowery scents. It was more of a strained, loudly whining gurgle than a keen, but any louder would be an all out screech or roar.

[fuiltheabsol]

Hands that were more easily likened to gnarled claws grasped a small box, cardboard brown and stained in some places. The creature gurgled disapprovingly. Not yet right. He carefully began to rummage in the knapsack on the ground beside him for something. After a few moments, he found what he sought.

The pretty thing from his last meal.

His tail began wagging crazily as those same mangled claws, after a great deal of struggle and effort, managed to tie the thing around the box. A cloth ribbon that was green and white and shimmered faintly in the sunlight now adorned the tiny ramshackle box, however the edges of the ribbon were stained with some dark brownish-red substance. 

The misshapen aerodactyl's face pulled back its lips and smiled, the rows of large, protruding, misaligned fangs glistening as he sat there, admiring his creation, tail thumping the ground a little as a whine issued from his throat. A sound that, if it had not been coming from such a monstrous and ugly creature, might have been likened to a squeal of glee.

[4gifs]

[jan3d0e]

*hugs* ^.^

[killthatmeowth]

[[ INTERRUPTION from Fuil BECAUSE IM TOO LAZY TO LOG ONTO HER BLAG ]]

Your muse distracts mine from baking

I’m…I’m so glad to see you again!! 

[fuiltheabsol]

*grins widely with her fingers to her mouth, as if laughing, before taking out her pad and writing*

"It is certainly good to see you looking so well, Cervantes. How have you been?"

Then she noted his dropped items, looking apologetic as she bent to pick them up. Her expression seemed to say "I'm sorry if I startled you."

[fuiltheabsol]

"Hm. Haven't seen anyone around in a while."

The sword rattled in its sheath.

"Nobody asked you."

[fuiltheabsol]

[[ must resist urge to bring Kaernk out again ]]

[[ because while the prospect of meeting another cannibal sort of person is interesting Kaernk isn't exactly somebody you can talk to on civil terms easily since... hES KIND OF A DEFORMED MONSTER PERSON THAT CANT EVEN SPEAK OTHER THAN GURGLES AND SCREECHING AND WHATEVER SOUNDS DEFORMED AERODACTYL MAKE... AND HOW THE FECK DO I RP THAT

PLUS HE WOULD PROBABLY ATTEMPT TO KILL AND SUBSEQUENTLY EAT YOU unless you're Chiyo, have yogurt on your person, or shove something sweet into his mouth and run

what kind of monstrosity have i created 

[exorcist-on-paws-blog]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

[pocketparade]

sorry for spamming babes, I drew most of them on my hiatus and was like, hellaaAAA!!!

this is Tristan, a cannibalistic shiny snorunt. He enjoys hunting humans, welding, eating flesh, reading, drawing, and he’s got a serious nature. he’s gonna be barreling in along with 

krash aka kristophe an old emolga of mine huehuehuehuehue

omfg this is the original blog too isnt it???? KRASH YOU’RE COMING HOME

[fuiltheabsol]

[[ time to bring this back then is it?

//CACKLES INTO THE SUNSET ]]

[observando]

[underlashes]

Playing catch-up on Pokedexy!  (aka starting it) 

Day 1: Favorite Bug Type - Larvesta Day 2: Favorite Dark Type - Absol Day 3: Favorite Dragon Type - Noivern

Noivern’s shiny because mine is, and this was totally and excuse to draw Absol’s fab mega.

[fuiltheabsol]

Mardig! ovo

Full name: Mardig ??? HovsepianBest friend: Hesperus... you could probably count Zenk too but that sword is kind of an asshole tbhSexuality: ???Favorite color: Greens and reds.Relationship status: SingleIdeal mate: Er... he's never really thought about it but I think his ideal mate would be someone he could really open his heart to and settle down with one day. Maybe have a few kids too, he likes kids.Turn-ons: Um... probably if he was with someone he would turned on by knowing he can turn them on in turn, that he can cause them pleasure, if that makes any sense. Other than that I suppose sensual touchings and certain degrees of dirty talk gdi Mardig get his motors running. He kinda likes it rough too oops.Favorite food: Fish, meat and fruits.Crushes: nONE...Favorite music: He really likes anything with wind instruments, flutes, ocarinas, woodwinds, you name it.Biggest fear: That his search will end in vain and the hope he's been hanging on to, that's kept him going for all these decades, was completely false.Biggest fantasy: dear lord I have no idea from a sexual standpoint But as far as future ambitions, he hopes that his search bears fruit, and maybe someday he can settle down.  Bad habits: His appearance is a bit rough and severe and he can often come off as gruff-sounding without meaning to.Biggest regret: That he wasn't strong enough to protect his family.Best kept secrets: He actually had a crush on a girl one time.Last thought: "I wonder how that other Absol is holding up. Looked like a dead man walking, he did... I sent him in a good direction, he'll probably be fine."Worst romantic experience: Its not really all that bad but i guess when that crush fizzled out?Biggest insecurity: That he unintentionally offends or intimidates someone with his gruff demeanor when he didn't mean to do so.Weapon of choice: Swords. Lots of swords, and he has knowledge of other bladed weaponry as well. And if not those, then his pokemon abilities. Role Model: His father.

[fuiltheabsol]

NO NO THAT- THAT IS NOT OKAY POOR FUIL WHO WAS THAT GUY hOW DARE HE

[[ wha

oh are you talking about that guy in the meme, anon?

He was a guy whom Fuil loved very, very much

and they were engaged

8') 

yep. ]]

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Visit Original Link

Hermit Of The Sea Rock — Adiemus

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this is a beautiful, beautiful instrumental that has been occupying my mind for months. take a gander and listen. <3

[killthatmeowth]

Now Pietro version! :0 

Showing how his face is different from Cervantes when it comes to facial features, and how his hair changes too uvu and then cat