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two days late but happy eight year anniversary to this fucking post
PSA for Switch owners
The latest 11.0 update means that Google Analytics is a thing on the switch and turned on. What that means is that Nintendo has a deal with Google to share with them your data for advertisement purposes.
To turn it off
go to the eShop
go to your profile where your funds and account info is
go down to the bottom of the page
there you will see “Google Analytics Preferences”
select the Change
select “Don’t Share”
Please spread the word. Really shitty of Nintendo to just quietly start allowing Google to spy on users for advertising.
EMERGENCY KANDI COMMISSIONS!
Hello! My name is Kay, and I am currently struggling to put a roof over my head and keep myself fed. I'm currently sleeping in my car and charging my devices at places such as the local library, fast food restaurants and cafés. Gas is tight from all of the moving around, and so I'm turning to arts and crafts once again to try and make ends meet. Even if you can't buy, reblogs, shares, likes, and comments are all fantastic ways to help boost this post and get me the help I need. Thank you for your time!
Prices!
Pokeball charm, cat bracelet: $5
Flower bracelet, worm on a string keychain, possum keychain: $7
Ladder cuff: $6 +2 for each additional row (3 being $8, 4 being $10, and so on)
Peyote cuff: $15 +5 for each additional 2 rows (must be even, 6 rows would be $20, 2 rows would be $10)
Shipping depends on the order, but expect $7 minimum!
I can make more than just these listed, and I can modify patterns too! Just ask and chances are I can do it.
I can be contacted through tumblr, but discord is my main source of communication. If you're interested, please friend and DM me on there using my username, PhillieCheez!
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petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’
what about alaska
are we then normal canada
canada a bit to the left
What about South America? Is that just America? Or South South Canada?
i cried my ass of laughing
WARM CANADA
i caN’T BREATHE OH MY GOD
I’m not even from Canada but I approve this change of names
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IT IS AN HONOUR TO HAVE THIS GRACE MY DASH
reblogging from myself bc i found this when scrolling through my blog
Reblogging again because this is too god for not reblog
this is one of the few posts you have to reblog or else you’ll never see it in a million years besides screenshots
This is the last thing I wanted to do, but I have to. Even just a boost helps, thank you for your time.
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Handmade Needle-Felted Pride Bee Commissions open!
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Paypal Only. I will consult throughout the process of making yours. My DMs are open on here, and on discord at philliecheez if you're interested.
This is without the additional $5-10$ for shipping. US ONLY
Simple bee- $20
Bee with Clip- $25
Bee with keychain and bell-$27.50
ANY SUPPORT HELPS! I'm in a tight situation right now, otherwise I wouldn't be doing this.
Progress pictures below the cut!
Grusha sat at the Pokemon Center near his gym. The snow always quieted the sounds of anything around on the mountain, even the music playing at the rest stop. But still, the crunching of snow and ice underfoot sounded out in the quiet. Not surprising, they thought, the gym still had visitors, after all.
"So what brings you here...? You don't look like you're dressed for the cold."
The wyvern tilts her head at the strange greeting from the trainer. Being a dragon, however, it was a little odd for her to be up in the cold that could so easily put her right to sleep.
"No, am not. But hooman clothes not fit."
She responds in broken English. In her talons sat a basket filled with various baked goods. She lifts it up to the human, as if offering for them to take something. Each and every item within the basket had a note underneath, stating a (rather cheap) price, not one was more expensive than a single pokeball.
Hello, I saw your friend emmet-appreciation's art post of Ingo with a service dog. I've been really interested in Ingo's character, mostly because I haven't played the game and want to play it myself first before seeing him in gameplay. general.?So after looking at him in other games, I thought it was cool that I noticed he might headcanoned to be autistic.! Since I'm still learning about what autism is like. So, I'd like to ask what could he use a service dog for.? Or just how are they used.?
//another ooc post, since I see this as important information to get out there!
Ah yes, of course! Autism isn't a one sided coin, it's viewed as a spectrum. Personally I see the twins as different sides of the spectrum, with Emmet being on the hyperactive side while Ingo has social problems. I, personally, am on the latter side.
Ingo could benefit from a service dog in many ways! The three main purposes of my service dog are to stop me from potentially harmful stims (ie: hitting myself, plucking and pulling at my hair, picking at my skin,) give me confidence in social situations, and calm me during anxiety attacks.
Personally I see him benefitting from the latter two uses, but not so much the first. But it can really depend!
The thing about service dogs is that they are permitted anywhere and everywhere in america (not sure about other places, protected by the ADA (american disabilities act.) And to add onto this, there is most likely a rule in place stating that Ingo can step away from work at any point that he needs to, to ground himself and benefit from his companion to the best of their ability.
Now, I have to take a minute to state that I'm probably not the best person to ask about autism in itself, nor service dogs. You'll need to do research on that part. But I will say, stay away from Autism Speaks, that organization is ableist and spreads misinformation.
Autism is still fairly new in the medical community, I personally wasn't diagnosed until I was 11, when most children are diagnosed at around 3 or 4. This was seven years ago, almost eight. So I'll leave it up to you to decide whether or not Ingo was diagnosed late.
If you have any more questions please don't be afraid to ask! I'd be happy to answer to the best of my ability!
Sorry if this post is a bit jumbled, I wasn't sure how else to word it.
Of course, of course! Any time, friend! Feel free to dm me if you'd like!
Hello, I saw your friend emmet-appreciation's art post of Ingo with a service dog. I've been really interested in Ingo's character, mostly because I haven't played the game and want to play it myself first before seeing him in gameplay. general.?So after looking at him in other games, I thought it was cool that I noticed he might headcanoned to be autistic.! Since I'm still learning about what autism is like. So, I'd like to ask what could he use a service dog for.? Or just how are they used.?
//another ooc post, since I see this as important information to get out there!
Ah yes, of course! Autism isn't a one sided coin, it's viewed as a spectrum. Personally I see the twins as different sides of the spectrum, with Emmet being on the hyperactive side while Ingo has social problems. I, personally, am on the latter side.
Ingo could benefit from a service dog in many ways! The three main purposes of my service dog are to stop me from potentially harmful stims (ie: hitting myself, plucking and pulling at my hair, picking at my skin,) give me confidence in social situations, and calm me during anxiety attacks.
Personally I see him benefitting from the latter two uses, but not so much the first. But it can really depend!
The thing about service dogs is that they are permitted anywhere and everywhere in america (not sure about other places, protected by the ADA (american disabilities act.) And to add onto this, there is most likely a rule in place stating that Ingo can step away from work at any point that he needs to, to ground himself and benefit from his companion to the best of their ability.
Now, I have to take a minute to state that I'm probably not the best person to ask about autism in itself, nor service dogs. You'll need to do research on that part. But I will say, stay away from Autism Speaks, that organization is ableist and spreads misinformation.
Autism is still fairly new in the medical community, I personally wasn't diagnosed until I was 11, when most children are diagnosed at around 3 or 4. This was seven years ago, almost eight. So I'll leave it up to you to decide whether or not Ingo was diagnosed late.
If you have any more questions please don't be afraid to ask! I'd be happy to answer to the best of my ability!
Sorry if this post is a bit jumbled, I wasn't sure how else to word it.
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//ooc, but this is super useful!
Oh, thank you hooman..! I appreciate the attempt but I think I'm much too big for that..!
:0!! Do you perhaps stock hot choccy? Because I would like some ;)
I'll hafta look, most of my drinks are made beforehand so I don't knock things around :'3
Ermmm... this is the best I can do, I hope it's good enough! I think these are called cocoa bombs? I can grab some hot water for you if needed!
“Sorry, this is my first time drawing a Noivern! I hope your appearance isn’t too off-putting, Dubstep”
"Aaa, no worries, frien! I think this drawing is very kyoot! I didn't know humans like eating cocoa bombs on their own! Very interesting!"
:0!! Do you perhaps stock hot choccy? Because I would like some ;)
I'll hafta look, most of my drinks are made beforehand so I don't knock things around :'3
Ermmm... this is the best I can do, I hope it's good enough! I think these are called cocoa bombs? I can grab some hot water for you if needed!
Hey hey hey! Dubstep the noizy noivern here! I'd like to announce that my ask box is officially open!
As you can imagine, it's fairly difficult to draw with big bulky wings and claws for... what do you call them? Fingers? So I will probably only be responding with emoticons or just human words! I like to think I speak them quite well!
So drop in some time! I can grab some snacks from the back, and we can have a nice chat! I'm happy to answer any questions you may have!
How would you guys react if I shared my two competitive pokemon dreamteams on here? I might even post my 3ds friendcode if some of you want to help me complete them :)
Stars in his Eyes: An original Perfectworldshipping fic
"Yet another long day.." thought the redhead. He had just closed up shop for the day and was heading to his apartment. Surprisingly, he lived rather high up in the complex.
As soon as he unlocked and opened the door, his beloved Pyroar was rubbing against his side. "Hey bud." Lysandre smiles, combing his fingers through the feline's mane. It purrs and leans against him, nearly knocking him over.
The tall man walks into the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a large container of food he had prepared specifically for his companion's diet. A wonderful smell soon envelops the room as Lysandre prepares the dish, and Pyroar mewls pathetically, staring up at its owner. Lysandre laughs, scraping the fancy dinner into Pyroar's bowl and setting it down before walking to the couch.
He pulls out his holo caster, its pale blue glow lighting up his face. He enters his contacts, selecting one titled "Gussy." Then waits as it rings a few times before the professor picks up.
"Bonjour..?" A gentle voice responds from the device, displaying an exhausted raven-haired man who couldn't be older than thirty. At the sight of Lysandre, his face lights up. "Ah, mon amour! What a pleasant surprise!"
Lysandre smiles. It always delighted him when Sycamore spoke Kalosian. "Good afternoon, Augustine. You aren't too busy, are you?"
"No, no! I just closed up the lab for the day, haha.."
"Well, I was wondering... I've heard tonight is supposed to be a clear night. Would you like to lay outside and watch the stars with me?" Lysandre asks quietly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"That.. that sounds wonderful, mon cheri.. a much needed break. For both of us, really." The professor smiles. "Is that all you needed..? I know it takes a while to get here all the way from Lumiose."
Lysandre nods. "I'm assuming we'll be in the grove near your lab?" He receives a nod from the man, and grins. "Wonderful.. I'll be there as quickly as I can."
By the time Lysandre had gotten back to Vaniville, it had already gotten dark. Sycamore was already laying in the grass on a blanket he had laid out. "Greetings, Augustine." He smiles, waving to the sleeker yet smaller male. Sycamore looks over to him, smiling brightly as the stars themselves. "Viens viens! rejoins moi!" The ravenet beckons him, to which Lysandre gladly does.
When Lysandre lays, Sycamore cuddles up to him, resting his head on his chest. The two chat for a while, admiring the stars and watching fireflies flicker. After a while, they were both silent, listening to Froakies croaking and cicadas chirping.
Augustine points up suddenly with a gasp, his eyes sparkling. "Look, Lyssy! It's the Xerneas constellation!" He breathes out in awe. "Isn't it beautiful..?"
"Very much so.." Lysandre says softly, instead gazing down at the smaller man resting against him. "Very beautiful indeed.." he hums, wrapping his arm around the professor. All was right in the world.
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I posted this because of all the support I received on Crosscurrent. I really do appreciate you guys and I'll try to write more often, but it's been difficult as of recent. Many of you know that school has started up. That, along with being an admin for @wainbow-wocket really does fill a lot of my agenda. But if you have any prompts you want written, feel free to ask! You already know that I support Hardenshipping,and now Perfectworldshipping, but I will also write Namelessshipping, Originshipping, Absolutecontrolshipping, and many many others! The only ships I will not tolerate on ANY level are abusive or pedophilic/poképhilic, such as redorbshipping, or gingashipping. But I digress. Just ask if you have a request, and I'll try to get to you ASAP!
Crosscurrent (GORE AND ANGST WARNING)
Before I start, I'd like to say thank you for all of the support I've been getting for this. I never would have posted it otherwise. This fic is entirely my work, and I spent an all nighter writing it because I was afraid I would lose the inspiration. Once again, thank you all. I hope you enjoy!
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It's been three weeks now since the leader of Team Aqua has gone missing. I must say I am concerned. Not for his wellbeing, Arceus forbid. I just want to know what those imbeciles are planning. After all, we ARE their.. I suppose you could say rivals, but I daresay more than that. No, we are Team Magma. We are their arch enemies.
Recently it's been raining much more than I'd like. This region has too much water as is. I suspect it has to do with that thick-skulled gang of lowlife pirates. They've already taken the blue orb, and the red orb is nowhere to be found. But, despite that, Kyogre is.. Kyogre is missing as well. Something is wrong.
Two full months have passed since Archie's disappearance. The storms have only gotten worse, and there's been reports of hurricanes and tsunamis down by Pacifidlog. I was never fond of it myself, but.. he always loved that place. It hurts to know that he might be out there somewhere, watching his hometown be demolished.
No, what are you thinking? You hate each other. Why in the world would you, the great Maxie, care about some hooligan such as HIM? Absolute nonsense.
Despite this, I can't help but to wonder. Where in the world could he have gone..? I'll be setting out tomorrow, regardless of the panicked pleas of my coworkers. I had to find him. Things would only get worse if I didn't. I could feel it.
My first stop, though I hate to admit it, was in the heart of Sootopolis itself. The Cave of Origin. The resting place of both Kyogre and Groudon. As my Crobat and I flew, I got an uneasy feeling in my gut. There was a solid black cloud above the beautiful city. The storms seemed to be coming from here.
When we land, my poor Crobat was exhausted, too much so to fight. Out of pity, I return him to his ball, tucking him into the pocket of my coat and I walk towards the entrance to the cave.
As I had suspected, the entrance's Alpha pattern was glowing, and the sealed entrance had been broken. The ground rumbles several times as I approach, and I could faintly hear a roar from inside. It wasn't Kyogre's... not entirely, at least.
My hands shook as I pushed the entrance open just enough to slip in, closing it back behind me. I wasn't near ready enough for this. What was I going to do? My team is only fire types! I push this thought aside, however. This creature, whatever it was, needed to be stopped. My heels click against the slick rocks inside the cave, accompanying the frequent drips of water from the ceiling. This entire atmosphere made me incredibly uncomfortable.
The beast seems to hear me approaching, it's roars growing louder and angrier. I could have sworn I heard a human scream, distorted, deepened, and hidden within the beast's voice. I keep pushing forward, even though I had a sinking feeling in my chest.
After only a few minutes, I was there. In front of a giant glowing pool of water. A lone rock sat in the middle, and on top of it... a familiar figure, large and intimidating. The same markings on the cave door decorated his body, glowing just as brightly. The sleeves of his suit had ripped open, his arms disproportionately sized according to his body. But the most striking features were on his face. It had twisted beyond recognition, revealing a jaw full of razor sharp teeth.. and his eyes... I'll never forget the look of pure hatred in those yellow-orange eyes.
Before I could speak, he was rushing at me, letting out another terrifying screech. All I could do was send out my Camerupt, praying it would protect me. It shoots out a strong flame, but to my dismay the beast seems unaffected. Within seconds my beloved partner was fainted, leaving me open to attack again. I just barely dodge a swipe from his massive claws, them digging into my cheek. I could feel the warm liquid running down my face. With a shaky breath, I send out my Mightyena. This was my last chance. I close my eyes, bracing for impact. I hear a whimper and a thud, followed by the steady drip of blood. The cave reeked of iron.
I scream out his name, desperate to reach him. But he can't hear me in his crazed state. I remember feeling a unimaginable, burning pain course through my stomach, and being slammed against the wall, my injured pokemon beside me. I return him, looking back just in time to receive another slash to the face, my glasses easily snapping in half as my right eye and cheek were torn open. I was begging for mercy, only able to watch as the beast lunges forward, digging its fangs into my throat. With one last attempt, I squeak his name once more, barely keeping myself alive. "Ar..chie...."
Suddenly, I was freed. The beast backs up, it's eyes softening. I could barely hear anything he said, my vision blurring out quickly "Max...... MAXIE..!" He roars, running towards me again. He barely had time to say my full name before my vision had blacked out.
I remember waking up to bright, blaring lights. A muffled conversation was just within earshot. "Sir, you got him here just in time... if he had lost any more blood he would have.."
"I know." A familiar, gruff voice replies. He sounded normal again...
"I know 'e would've died. And it was my fault." He continues.
I lay my head back, closing my eyes. The excruciating pain in my stomach was still there, but I no longer felt the blood dripping down my sides. I attempt to call his name once more, but all that escapes my mouth is a groan.
"He's awake!" I hear several people exclaim, including the man who had almost taken yet saved my life. There were suddenly people surrounding my bed, each and every one a familiar face.
"Leader Maxie.." a gentle voice begins, but stops, instead turning to sob into her girlfriend's shoulder. Courtney.. Shelly.. girls, I'm so sorry..
"Boss. You're gonna be okay. This IDIOT- ow!" He hisses, the nickname earning him a playful punch from his oversized boyfriend. He clears his throat. "Archie brought you in, nearly dead. If he had waited any longer there's no doubt you would've been. But apparently he cares about you."
With that, I turn to the man, who's been silent this entire time. He had bandages around his hands, no doubt from the damage those claws must have wreaked.
"I'm sorry, Max. I... I didn't think ye'd chase me down like ye did. And I never woulda thought it'd end like this.. truth is, Tabby's right. I do care about cha. A lot, actually. I just.. never had the courage to say it. I'm glad yer okay.." he sighs, looking down.
I smile softly to comfort him, even though my face still had a fresh wound across my cheek. "It's okay, Archie... it's not your fault... I tracked you down because I was worried and.."
Archie cuts me off. "Shut up, ya big nerd. Save your breath. Ya need rest, arright? You can do at least that for me, kay? That'll make me happy."
I laugh softly, nodding. Everything hurt. But... that didn't matter. Things were sorted out. Even if I was injured, I doubt Archie and I will fight for a long time after this.
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I wrote this fic after finding a certain picture in my gallery. The post can be found here: https://mayucva.tumblr.com/post/108426487248/you-guys-wanted-possessedarchie-and-beat-up-maxie