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Pictures do not belong to me, I cannot draw but i do prefer writing, the pictures go to their respective artists. Thank you artists for providing the pictures and to those who support me and enjoy my stories.

[arlo-mike]

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[possumsarenice]

Shout everyone else taking the vow of silence today

[rdmfavcpls]

Hi everyone!

Omg I know, I'm making a post which hasn't happened in like what? Five forevers? I'm just posting to make an announcement. I have had the luxury of seeing The Amazing Digital Circus Episode 9: The Final Act in theaters twice. I thought it was only playing in one town but when I found out it was playing in another town that I was planning on going this weekend, I went to see it again. It also helped kill time while I waited for the time in which I can check in at the hotel. This post will share nothing about the movie by the way.

That is not important! Well, the last sentence is important. The other parts are not important.

However, knowing what I know now has given me story ideas that can relate to the movie. However, I have stories already made and are in the works (written because I feel prouder of my works when I have had time to write them down and not just freely typed on the computer) that do not relate to the movie. I AM NOT CHANGING THEM TO FIT THE MOVIE! I will make them be an alternative universe, but the two stories I have been working on and many more are based on my headcannons before this episode.

Thank you!

[bthecasualdoofus]

FOR ANYONE WHO NEEDS IT HERE IS A LIST OF TAGS FOR A BLOCK LIST FOR WHEN THE SCREENING DROPS

#tadc

#the amazing digital circus

#episode 9

#ep 9

#tadc episode 9

#tadc ep 9

#the amazing digital circus episode 9

#the amazing digital circus ep 9

#tadc the last act

#the amazing digital circus the last act

#caine

#pomni

#bubble

#jax

#ragatha

#kinger

#queenie

#ribbit

#kaufmo

#scratch

#spoilers

#episode 9 spoilers

#ep 9 spoilers

#tadc spoilers

#the amazing digital circus spoilers

[ali-theshipper]

Reminders For People Going to See TADC Episode 9 in Theaters!!!

So, Episode 9 getting an early theatrical release has been confirmed, and thankfully, it is not limited to the US or Cinemark theaters, which were both major issues many initially had when this information got leaked. Many people, including myself, are excited that we are getting such an opportunity (I literally bought a ticket myself since it's coming to an AMC relatively close to me).

That being said, there are still MANY fans who will not be able to see the finale until it releases on YouTube, and we as a fandom need to be considerate of that. So here are some friendly reminders:

Please do not record or take photos in the theater during the movie. It's rude and distracting. I'm usually not against people doing it for media preservation purposes, like pirating, but it just feels disrespectful in this case.

IF you are going to post about it online, PLEASE TAG YOUR SHIT CORRECTLY. This way, people can filter out tags until the episode is publicly released. I recommend using the tags: #tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc spoilers (last one is the most important)

Also, I would recommend using the hide under cut on top of that before you discuss the episode.

Remember proper theater etiquette. I do not want a Minecraft Movie situation where people are screaming every few minutes and throwing popcorn everywhere.

Support the fully public release on YouTube, even if you've already seen it in theaters! Host watch parties with your friends IRL and online!

Happy Viewing!

[rdmfavcpls]

I recently deleted a whole bunch of dialogue with my current story and I really wish I could figure out a way to make this line come back.

"MASS HYSTERIA, DRUGS, AND ROCK' N 'ROLL!"

[whatamidoinghere56]

Do not feed the discourse.

DO. NOT. FEED. THE. DISCOURSE.

Amazing Digital Circus Fandom, I am looking directly at all of you right now. No matter what happens tomorrow, no matter what goes on with episode 8, do not feed into the toxicity that has wormed its way into this community. Don't let the Amazing Digital Circus turn into the next MHA.

I don't know how many people are going to see this post, but please listen when I say that Gooseworx, the cast, or anyone at Glitch is not supposed to give you anything. You are not entitled to bully and cajole creators for taking a creative direction you don't like. This is not your show. If you have a problem with it, go write a fix-it fic about it. If not, kindly keep your opinions to yourself. If you can't do that, kindly fuck right off.

I am begging you all. If you have any love for indie animation, or art in general, please do not let this fandom drown in toxicity like so many others have before.

Please. Just this once.

[jvgsjeff]

[yahenni]

[doctor-wormm]

please reblog this i spent way too long on what was supposed to be a quick edit

[rdmfavcpls]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79164266

Hey I know I haven't uploaded on Tumblr for like years but uhm...I wanted to try and do it again. I just won't be doing the full story on Tumblr like I used too.

[moxie-girl]

ok guys claim your stickers here

[rdmfavcpls]

My Little Secret

Title: My Little Secret

Category: Samurai Warriors/Pokemon Conquest

Rating: T

Pairing: Aya/Kanetsugu

Summary: After a gruesome battle, a day before harvesting season, the Uesugi clan goes to retire for the night, while others focus on healing the wounded. One important figure hides among the shadows to focus on others.

Disclaimer: I do not owe any rights to the Samurai Warriors or the Pokemon franchise.

Author’s Note: This is my secret santa gift for @setethx for the Samurai Warriors Secret Santa Exchange. That’s right! I was your secret Santa! I hope you enjoy this story!

~~Story Begins~~

The lingering scent of gunpowder, smoke, and blood flew into the light spring breeze as the leaves danced into the Uesugi camp in a swirl of reds and oranges. The cries of worried Pokemon partners, families, and wounded soldiers filled the otherwise silent night where they would otherwise be asleep in preparation for the busy day tomorrow.

In one of the tents saved for the wounded, an Alakazam watched in worry as his partner helped tended to the wounded soldiers, ignoring their own serious injuries, especially the deep gash he had quickly bandaged so no one would notice his side bleeding.

“I can sense your worry, my friend,” Alakazam’s partner said. “I will take care of my wound once the seeds have been planted for the harvest season. A lot of our farmers were caught in this battle with the Oda forces and they will need all of the help they can get.”

Alakazam nodded its head. It did love its human partner and shared its views of righteous and justice. It was how its human trained him since he was a small Abra, but he still worried over his human. The psychic pokemon could already tell that the wound was taking its toll on him, but if left untreated, it’s going to get infected. 

“Lord Kanetsuga,” a peasant said as they entered the wounded tent. “I know it has been a long night for our soldiers and our lords, but we could use the help in getting our crops planted.”

The peasant bowed as he continued to talk. “We understand if you cannot help us this season as you fought extremely valiantly in the battlefield and helped take care of the wounded.”

Kanetsuga laughed. “Nonsense, my friend,” he said with a laugh. “I would be more than happy to help with the harvest season again. We must cheer up the spirits of the people as well as it is a time to celebrate! Just allow me a few minutes before I join.”

“Of course, thank you so much Lord Kanetsugu,” the peasant said before leaving.

Alakazam looked at its partner who had already lost some color. It raised its concern in its heart and Kanetsuga could feel it. He patted Alakazam's head with a weak smile. “Don’t worry, once the planting is done, I’ll take care of the wound and then sleep. You go ahead and get some rest. You worked just as hard as I did during the battle and must be exhausted.”

Alakazam watched its partner leave the tent as the dawn’s early rays started to break through the night. The pokemon left the tent and proceeded to head to its human’s private tent.

The sun has risen a few times and something was wrong back in Illusion Froslass and her human partner could sense it as they returned from their training in Avia. They had heard about the Oda forces invading from Cragspur to Illusio, but Kanetsuga had defended it bravely. 

“How interesting,” Aya said. “Kanetsuga would have been at the entrance with a report over the month’s events. He’s not in sight and neither is his Alakazam.”

Her Frolass let out a hum of questioning.

“Maybe the unsuspecting warlord of Aurora moved him to a different kingdom,” Aya said and shook her head. “No. They have been strategic in making sure that someone who is originally from the kingdom and knows the terrain stays there.”

“Lady Aya,” a messenger said as he ran up to her. “I’m sorry for the delay, but I have the report.”

“Where is Kanetsugu?” Aya said. “It is unusual for him to relay on a messenger when my dear brother or myself return.”

The messenger looked nervous. “He is currently unable to, Lady Aya. That’s what my report is about.”

“Oh? He has been known to get sidetracked with helping around Illusion, but he never forgets when we are scheduled to return,” Aya said.

The messenger shook his head. “Lady Aya, Lord Kanetsuga is currently running a dangerous high fever. The doctors are unsure if he will make it through another month.”

“Lead me to him,” Aya said in the chill tone of voice that was usually reserved for Lady No. 

“Yes, ma’am,” the messenger said, “but as a warning, he hasn’t been very conscious or audible in what he’s saying.”

When Aya reached his private quarters and walked inside, she instantly knew this was going to be a tough battle. Alakazam looked up at her from his spot by Kanetsuga’s side, his powers were still working on changing the bandages on the wound that was infected with puss leaking out.

“You have been doing a good job of taking care of your partner by yourself,” Aya said. “Get some rest. Frolass and I will help.”

Aya would not let anyone know that she was slightly pleased when Kanetsuga leaned his head into her chilled hands when she placed them on his sweaty forehead or that the happy hum he let out was as adorable as her Frolass.

Maybe when Ransei is finally united as one country and the war is over, maybe she will tease Kanetsugu about this. Then maybe she could convince her brother to nudge Kanetsugu to act on his feelings for her, but with a war where Nobunga has no problems exploiting weaknesses, and No taunting her about beauty whenever they are in each other’s presence, she can only enjoy these little moments. Until then, she will enjoy these moments where they can be themselves with their pokemon and not have to worry about expectations. 

[ransei-secretsanta]

Have you heard the news, warriors?

It’s time for another year of the Pokemon Conquest / Samurai Warriors Secret Santa!

Let’s face it, this year has been rough for Ransei. So we’ve decided it’s time to bring back some holiday cheer! We’ve had so much fun watching this exchange grow over the last three years, and we hope that year four can be the biggest one yet! 

How does it work?

- Reblog this post anytime before December 1st to let us know that you want in. Once you’ve reblogged this post, send your wishlist through Tumblr’s messaging system to head mod @daphneblakess​

- What should you put on your wishlist? 3 to 5 characters, ships, kingdoms, clans, etc. from the Pokemon Conquest and/or Samurai Warriors games. Please tell us which game continuities you would like your gifts to be from! This helps to make the exchange accessible to people from both fandoms, and to pair you with someone similar. NSFW requests are allowed, but only if both parties are comfortable with it and over 18.

- On December 1st, your Secret Santa will be messaged your url and wishlist. While it’s not mandatory, we encourage you to send them some friendly anons throughout the month!

- You will have until December 25th to create your gifts. We understand that not everybody feels confident gifting artwork, so your gift can also be fanfiction, a playlist, headcanons, or anything else you can think of! The only requirements are that it matches something on your recipient’s wishlist, and that it looks like you put effort into it. After all, you wouldn’t want to receive something that looked like it was made in five minutes.

- On December 25th, post your creation in the tag #pokemon conquest secret santa and tag the user who it’s for! If for some reason you won’t be able to post your gift until past this deadline, or if you have to drop out, you must notify us at least a week in advance. We understand that life can get busy around the holidays, but it’s not fair to your recipient when everyone else has gotten their gifts and you’ve left them hanging with no explanation.

- The final deadline to post gifts will be January 1st, and this will only be extended to people who message us before December 25th. Due to issues with this in prior years, we will unfortunately have to blacklist anyone who fails to post their gift by this deadline from participating in the future.

More than anything else, we want this exchange to continue being about having fun, helping people in fandom meet each other, and creating new content! We need you all to help make that happen. Happy holidays, and as always, we can’t wait to see what you come up with!

[rdmfavcpls]

I swear Im going to try and get all of my Bederia week submissions up tomorrow. Why does life always get in the way when I look forward to actually getting stuff done before deadlines.

[rdmfavcpls]

Looks like my story for the first day of bederia week will be late T_T. Just didnt have the energy to really work on it. However I finally did work how another story of mine will work.

[gigglygamer]

Reblog if Fan Fics are just as valid as Fan Art

Affirmation for writers, please!!

Likes do nothing!!

[rdmfavcpls]

Sothis Does Protect

Category: Code Realize/ Fire Emblem Three Houses

Pairing: Cardia/Lupin

Rating: T 

Slight spoilers for FE3H

Summary: Cardia used to be loved, she remembers the times she spent in sunshine with her mother, father, and brother. After her mother’s untimely death and the ritual Lady Rhea tried went wrong.

Disclaimer: This is an AU so it does not follow either game’s storyline. I also do not owe the rights to either franchise, but I do own my love for the games. I also do not own the right for this idea as it solely belongs to @soarinsoraya . Thanks to you for giving me the idea and while this is not what you wanted I hope you still enjoy it.

~~Story Begins~~

I do not trust Lady Rhea, Cardia. When the time comes, you must cut your own path in life. Your life is no one else’s but your own.

~

Monster. Failure. How DARE you take my mother away from me!

~

In a dark, cold, damp tomb hidden in the monstrary that remains untouched except for two people. A person who expected a dead mother to return and a follower who feels obligated to follow an insane woman.

A young girl sits on a stone throne fit for a goddess, a ghastly dull pale sword that doesn’t look like a regular sword sits at her feet. Her long brown hair glow in the dark chamber from a power that was not meant to be hers. Her amber eyes were closed as her head rested on her knees that she had pulled up to her chest. The light from her hair illuminated her pale skin that has not seen the sun in what feels like ages. A simple white dress did little to protect her from the chilliness of the tomb and the only article of clothing her captor allowed her to have after the unsuccessful ritual.

Her eyes opened in small movements, almost like she’s been in deep hibernation the whole time. She heard footsteps that were too quiet and slow to be Lady Rhea’s. The footsteps stopped and her eyes fully opened. 

At the first step to the throne stood a man she has never seen before. His brown hair framed his face that had more color than her own, but it wasn’t colored. His orange eyes were as filled with surprise as her own upon the each other’s presence. A red jacket covered a style of clothes that she had not seen before as he did not look like Seteth or Rhea.

“You know, when I read Isaac’s diary and stole Lady Rhea’s personal diary to read about her plans, I thought I was going to meet a trapped soul in a demonic beast state,” the man said. “I wasn’t expecting to see a beautiful lady.”

“Who...are you?” the lady said as she straightened out in the throne.

“Where are my manners, my lady,” the stranger said with a bow. “My name is Arsene Lupin. The leader of the Leicester Alliance, and gentleman thief extraordinaire. You are Ms. Cardia Beckford, correct? The wielder of the Sword of the Creator?”

“You’ve heard of me?” Cardia said in surprise.

“Yes. Isaac talks about you and Finis with a lot of emotion in his diary, but Lady Rhea made it seem like you had become a demonic beast,” Lupin said. “I have come to steal the sword, but as long as the sword comes with, I don’t mind stealing something more valuable.”

“What could be more valuable than the Sword of the Creator?” Cardia said.

“You.”

A plume of smoke blocked her vision of the visitor. She felt the sword being moved from her feet before an arm was wrapped around her waist. She was lifted off of her sleeping spot, the only place she has known for an unknown amount of time, and was held close to a warm body.

When was the last time she had felt another human’s warmth?

“There is more than just me, but let me be the first to say. Welcome to the Golden Deer house. We have just declared war upon Lady Rhea and the Church of Serios.”

[rdmfavcpls]

Childhood Friends

Title: Childhood Friends

Category: Pokemon

Relationship: implied Bederia 

Rating: T

Summary: Before Bede went into the orphanage, he was friends with Gloria. They had promised to always be friends, but Gloria moved to Postwick and Bede’s life fell apart.  Years later, they meet again as rivals and it is only after Gloria becomes the Champion that she attacks Bede in a way she’s been wanting to do since the Opening Ceremony. 

Author’s Note: Merry Christmas to everyone, especially to jane-plane and pkmntrashcan who makes some of the most awesome Pokemon fanfiction stories. Also, when I get into a new fandom/shipdom it takes me awhile to get used to writing them. So I’m sorry that this isn’t one of my best works in terms of characters.

Disclaimer: I own no rights to the Pokemon franchise.

~~Story Begins~~

Red.

That was all Bede could see when he saw Gloria enter the Pokemon League with another young boy who he never saw before. The kid claiming that he was the younger brother and the one who will defeat the undefeated Champion. 

This kid claiming that Gloria was his rival with the brightest smile on his face. She looked so happy to be in the league.

“That’s okay,” Bede said to his Hatenna who seemed like it wanted to run away from her trainer. “I don’t need Gloria. It seems like she has moved on and so will I.”

~~

Gloria knew Bede the moment he pushed Hop and herself aside, but she did not know the person who he has become. He had always pushed her past her limits when they were younger with small insults that actually encouraged her to keep going, but he wasn’t cold or arrogant about it. He wasn’t the Bede that she knew and wondered if this change of attitude is why he stopped sending her letters.

Hop drags her out of the building before she can talk to Bede. She looks over her shoulder towards the challenger in the pink coat who locks eyes with her in an intense glare.

~~

Bede did not remember the reason why he’s in the Wild Area, waist deep in water as he glares at the tiny island. He knows he’s looking for a Gallade to add onto his team, but he doesn’t remember why.

Did Opal ask him to? Was it to try and keep his Gardevior and Hatterina from fighting? Would that even work? Would anything stop those two from fighting? Who knows?

Bede does know that if he takes one more step towards the island than he’ll have to start swimming which was not on his plans for today.

Why hasn’t he caught himself a water-type Pokemon for situations like these yet?

“Bede!” A female voice said from behind them. It made him flinch at first before he heard splashes behind him in a rapid succession. That caused him to spin around just as that other annoying voice yelled for Gloria to stop.

Once he turned around, he saw the familiar and old (why did she keep that old thing) green knitted hat on the shore and a blur of dark blue hair in his eyes. He felt their combined weight go backwards as the momentum pushed them to the deeper part of the lake. Arms had wrapped around his stomach with just enough room to wiggle his own arms free from the gasp as his eyes went wide.

A loud splash later with some disorientation, Bede found himself underwater as schools of Magikarps and Mantykes swim away. His white hair stuck to his head but he looked up and with the weight of a Champion who still clung onto his body. He kicked his legs upwards and took a big gasp of air as he broke through the surface.

“Why did you do that?” Bede said as he tried to push Gloria off of him with a glare while treading water. “I didn’t want to swim today!”

“I told you that I would get payback someday when we were children. This was my chance, but I didn’t know you was this deep in the water,” Gloria said.

“Whatever,” Bede said. “Let go of me so we can swim to the shore. I need to go home and change into dry clothes.”

“I can’t swim.”

“Gloria, Bede, are you two okay?” Hop asked from the shore. 

“You still don’t know how to swim? After all of these years, you still didn’t learn how to swim?” Bede said in a scream. “Why did you think I pushed you into the lake the first time? Just to spite you? To make your day horrible?”

“I did get sick the next day, no thanks to you,” Gloria said back.

“And did I not apologize everyday when I visited you when I brought over your homework and soup?” Bede said with a huff. He took a look at the Champion who clung to him like a child. 

Her brown eyes showed fear as her bottom lip trembled, her skin made her look like a human ghost and would have put Allister’s mask to shame.

“You’re still terrified of water, aren’t you,” Bede said in a whisper. 

Nod.

Bede let out a sigh. “It won’t do me good to let the Champion drown then. Who else will give me a challenge?”

“Is it because of that and not the fact that there is a witness?” Gloria said with a chuckle as Bede moved her behind him and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“That’s also a factor, a small through,” Bede said with sarcasm. A small slap on the back of his shoulder made him smile.

~~

Bede gave a skeptical look to Gloria as he held onto a Luxury ball that Gloria just gave him. 

“What’s this?” he asked.

“An apology for yesterday. I didn’t mean to cause that much trouble,” Gloria said. “I also need to know something.”

“What do you possibly need to know?”

“Why did you quit writing to me?” Gloria said. “It was something Mom and I couldn’t figure out.”

“I didn’t. You quit writing to me. Once I went into the orphanage, I never received a single letter from you,” Bede said. “I sent letters begging for you and your mom to adopt me so I wouldn’t have to stay there anymore. It was horrible there and you just abandoned me.”

“No. We never received anything like that,” Gloria said with a shake of her head. “When Mom had heard what happened, we went to the orphanage to find you. They said you were already at the Trainer School because you were adopted by Rose.”

“Obviously, someone has lied to you then. That man never adopted me,” Bede said with another venom in his voice to make a poison-type Pokemon look tame. “He used me to achieve his desires and then tossed me aside.” 

Bede expression changed from murderous to shock as he finally registered what she just said.

“Wait, you and your Mom were looking for me,” Bede said. “You didn’t abandon me?”

Gloria shook her head. “No. I wanted to hug you and cry when we saw each other at the Opening Ceremony because for the longest time I thought you were dead. Hop wouldn’t let me breathe from all of his excitement and then your were cold and arrogant. I didn’t have a chance to truly talk to you until now, but Hop wants a rematch and I really need to get going.”

Bede just raised an eyebrow.

“So, uhm. Mom would like for you to come over anytime. You can bring Opal with you. She misses you as well and it will give us some time to catch up.”

Bede watched as Gloria left the Ballonlea Gym. He thought the crush he had on her when they were children had disappeared. It just returned ten-fold and he knows for a fact that Opal will pick up on it within one minute of his next training session with her.