Hello, everyone ^-^ it has been some time since I was last here, but I would like to try and ease into reconnecting with people, so that’s why I’ve made this post!
My main name here is Void, though I’ve also gone by Echo in the past (and friends might know me as Aria). I’m currently 21, and use she/her pronouns. For more information, please see my selfship carrd!
This - @flowering-darkness - is my new selfship blog; I have previously been at @void-kissed and @tiny-cloud-of-flowers, which will both remain as archives! Unlike those, this new blog is a primary blog, so I can follow others and send asks from here, and so on.
I selfship in lots of different games, from Pokémon to Kingdom Hearts to Xenoblade Chronicles to FFXIV - and many more! I really enjoy getting to see people who also selfship in things I know~
Thank you kindly for taking the time to read this! I wish you a lovely day ^-^
Shoutout to transfem selfshippers. I'm sorry you aren't as heard or focused on. I'm sorry most content seem to be for an afab or transmasc audience. I'm sorry your existence is sexualised by many people. I'm sorry your harassment and discrimination isn't treated reasonably. Your f/o absolutely loves you the way you are. They don't want you any other way. They love you. They don't want to sexualise you, they love you for you. They'd take the transmisogyny you face seriously, they'd speak out against whoever hurt you. You matter so much to them. Transfem selfshippers, I love you. /p
hii ari !! abt the second timeline where adriana was the protagonist .. i remember ur carrd saying that she was in a relationship w luna in that timeline too — would u imagine it being different in any way , compared to the third timeline ? would there be a case where one of them may remember parts of their relationship from the second, or have a 'gut feeling' / 'intuition' that was rly memories from the timeline before ? i hope this all makes sense LOL
Oh!!! This absolutely does make sense; thank you so much for such an intriguing question!
Hmm.. I think that it would be at least a little bit different, by virtue of the fact that in the second timeline, Adriana fully took the role of the player as seen in-game, with no-one else surviving Grandview Station. So, as a result, while I do think that she and Luna would fall in love in the same way - Luna’s feelings appearing quite suddenly after Adri saves Gardevoir and later herself from the sanctum, which was midway through Adri’s own attraction rising slowly over time since meeting her - I also think that Adriana wouldn’t have been able to spend quite as much time with Luna as she had wanted, because she had more responsibilities as the spearhead of the movement to take down Team Meteor. As a result, it’s plausible to say that while we were definitely still close, it was not to as much of an extent (or at least had not developed to that extent yet).
Conversely, in the third/current timeline, Adri doesn’t have to be there for every single event, because there is now someone else travelling the region (in the form of the player), whom she is now mirroring by continuing to collect badges but doesn’t have to constantly be glued to. So, for example, she can spend more time with Luna after returning to Reborn City by not having to go through the Devon Corp raid. By the time the player has done that + defeated Adrienn + explored potentially the entirety of Tourmaline Desert (which is massive) + gone all the way through Titania’s gym, all that Adriana has to do in the same timeframe is just defeat Adrienn, fly from Beryl Ward to the top of Mirage Tower (to pick up Corybantia), then continue north to Never After - because she catches up with the player right before they battle Titania, at least if they’re on Reshiram Route. This (and other examples throughout the story, which I’ll admit I haven’t fully come up with yet) gives her much more downtime compared to the player.
What I haven’t considered as much as I could have is the last part of what you were saying, about feelings and memories of the previous timeline poking through. And I think that is a VERY fun concept to play with - the game sort of touches on it right at the end, but not really to much of an extent. In fact, something that I was considering was saying that Adriana’s experience - so, the second timeline - was closer to Episode 18 than it was to Episode 19, because the game itself was still only on Episode 18 when I myself first played it. This allows for some fun moments in terms of things like Adriana being surprised to hear the name Borealis so early, or being apprehensive to enter Agate until Cain and the player arrive, or suddenly feeling a lot less sure of things after defeating Hardy (because E18 only went up to his Gym battle even though Adri herself did actually get all the way to the end of maingame), or - to bring it back to an F/O-focused perspective - being even more shocked than everyone else that Elias tries to shave off Luna’s hair.
I think that Adriana would be the only one to really have these moments of.. I suppose you could call them anamnesis, but she isn’t necessarily remembering the previous timeline, just getting vague intuitions of things. This is because she’s the only one to have more explicitly been brought back in from the previous timeline - and brought back from her fate in that timeline - because of Anna’s feelings of guilt causing her to intervene more. If she hadn’t intervened beyond the point of a simple reset, it wouldn’t have been guaranteed that Adri still travelled out to Reborn (because she wasn’t the chosen hero for this timeline), defeating the main point of bringing her back - which was to make sure enough people would be present to power Anna’s wish if the new chosen hero, the player, had to be saved like that as she was. I do think there is potential for her to eventually become more anamnestic, certainly moreso than Fern, but that may not actually occur until.. maybe the Giratina quest. Which is late into postgame.
..I think it’s safe to say that I could ramble on about this for ages considering how much I’ve already written here in one go. So, thank you very much for such a question, friend - I am very grateful to have been asked it and it’s given me a LOT to think about!!
Glamrock Syrus (friend's oc) x Watson (si), kiss 35 “distraction” [FNAF SB]
Words: ~1113
Warnings: N/A (let me know if I missed anything!)
Summary: An ambush most sinister.
[Note: There's no rush to read/reblog. There's no obligation at all, even! <3 ]
[When I got "kiss" prompts like, around September last year I think? I quietly decided (at friends' urging) to write extra pieces for those prompts... I only managed one because I got shy, even with a pal's help /lh and then kept being too shy to share. But! Here it is! Finally! We'll say it's a belated Valentines Day post /j]
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Whirring machinery, occasional footsteps down the hall, the faint radio with a generic rocking tune. The bustling Pizzaplex beyond the door faded into background noise for Watson. Rummaging through a dim supply room, they were really determined to find this prop for Kids Cove.
“My, what do we have here?”
So they might've been a bit surprised by the booming voice behind them. They yipped (not that they'd admit it) and kicked the box they'd nearly fallen into. When they whipped around, they found a familiar, sharp silhouette striding in from the hall, bright blue tail lashing behind him.
The door was shut with finality. Claw sliding from the handle, Glamrock Syrus continued with an audible sneer, “A lost pet of that mangy rodent, scrounging about a filthy, dust-ridden room.”
As if the reminder had activated their nose, Watson turned their head to sneeze into their sleeve. Through the fabric, they reminded, “ 'S part of my job.”
Gait steady, the animatronic plucked a shattered scimitar from a shelf perpendicular to them. Eyeing the prop like it had personally offended him. A heavy sigh left his voicebox. “What a careless waste of potential. You were meant for...” The hilt twirled about his fingers. Then (clink) was returned to the shelf. His head raised a fraction, grin unreadable. “Much greater things.”
Ominous. Smile in their voice, Watson shot back, “Like being bothered by a shark?”
Posture already quite upright, Syrus straightened even further, lifting his snout. “Bothered?”
Uh-oh. His behavior had shifted. I know that tone.
A cock of his head and his glowing gaze pinned them in place. Next came weighted footsteps, and the whir of mechanical joints. He stalked forward—approach unhurried, self-assured. “Such a casual dismissal of my nefarious exploits! Is it bravery? Foolishness?” Teeth remained bared in a serrated smile. “The reduction of my tyranny over this establishment, the iron grip I hold over my dominion, to a mere 'bother'...!
“I do believe a reminder of the precariousness of your position is in order. As you seem to have forgotten...” He didn't stop until the employee's back was against a shelf. Head tilting down, tail lashing behind him, he snarled, “...the misfortune to befall those who dare mock the King of the Sea!”
“How could anyone forget that,” was Watson's reflexive response. They had to tilt their head back to meet his gaze. Shoulders hunched, thought not in fear. Damn giant. “You sing about it everyday.”
“And yet!” Hands clanged harshly on the metal shelving, causing them to jump. “I happen upon you, a brazen fool far from the watchful eye of your precious 'captain'.”
...well he wasn't wrong. They certainly were far from all but the distracted Staff Bots, and rare passing worker. (Even rarer to find one of the latter that would care.)
“Such blatant disregard for your own safety. Therefore...”
The spluttering bulb above barely illuminated this corner of the supply room, casting Syrus' face in partial shadow. He certainly looked the part of the villain as he crowed, “I shall remind you, and that mangy stray of a 'pirate,' just who commands these seven seas!”
He was gearing up for a whole dramatic speech. Pulling out all of the stops, even for an audience of one. His tail steadily swayed, back-and-forth. He must be in one of those 'moods.' They found he could suddenly leap into theatrics at any moment, around children or otherwise. And while in the past this 'trap' could've been seen as an intimidation tactic... things were different now. Now, they felt safe, with him. 'Tyranny' and all. He was just, as they would say, 'playing.' Both strutting about in his cartoon villain-y way and trying to fluster them.
And Watson (while, indeed, mildly flustered) found that so damn adorable. I love when he lets loose with a performance. Which, is EVERY performance of his. So when Syrus' snout tilted closer to continue his spiel, they acted on the overwhelming urge to lean forward and kiss its faintly cool shell.
“You—”
He paused. Hinged jaw squeaking.
A goofy grin erupting on their face, they cradled his and began peppering it with more kisses.
By this point, the animatronic had recovered from their 'ambush.' A low chuckle rumbled through his frame, pleasantly reverberating into their palms. His own hands released the shelf, arms finding their proper place around Watson. Half-lidded glowing eyes observed them, amused. “Darling... I was in the middle of something.” His voice had softened, warmed. It was only the two of them here.
“So am I,” they retorted. A light tug to his head fins, they told him, “Keep monologuing, I've got like, so many kisses to go.”
Another chuckle. A claw gently supported their chin. “Is that why you've sequestered yourself away? I would hope you would choose a more sanitary location to stage your ambush.”
“No, I was...”
Watson stopped.
...Syrus lifted one mechanical brow as the pause lengthened. “...go on.”
...oh goddammit. They were going to regret this... but they muttered, “I... don't remember.”
“You've forgotten, you say? Is that so?”
Oh, they knew it, they knew saying that would make him so unbelievably smug. As a low (playful) growl developed in their throat, he leaned closer—they could swear his eyes were glittering. Trying to push at his snout was futile with his animatronic strength, yet they tried anyway. “Look! You distracted me!” Their palm gently smacked his front. (It still stung their palm, a little.) “You can't throw me off like that when I'm working!” Hand reaching for the shelf behind them, they fumbled for a 'weapon.'
Syrus threw his head back and cackled, completely undermining the 'sincerity' of his next words. “I do apologize for distracting you so terribly!” He only allowed one (ineffective) smack of a broken foam sword before he gently removed it from their possession. Rather generous of him, he must have really found this whole ordeal amusing.
“Bullshit.”
“It was not my intention to so thoroughly waylay you—”
“Bullshit!” Okay, Watson was laughing. It was so like them to forget what they came in here for. His interference certainly hadn't helped, of course. One last smack was smoothly intercepted: Gripping their hand, Syrus brought it to his mouth, as if to kiss their knuckles. That did it. Warmth rising to their face, they avoided his knowing gaze by just, pressing their cheek against his chestplate. “I'm going to kick your ass.”
“Certainly.”
“I am.”
“If you can locate a ladder, perhaps.”
“Oh that's IT—”
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Tag list: @werewolfpine @swallowed--by-the--sea @flowering-darkness @cosmic-kaden @bee-ships @goldenworldsabound (feel free to ask to be added or removed from this list!)
Hi hiii everyone!! For my second anniversary I did something I've wanted to do for a long time; which is redraw Rex and Brea as this classic painting by Frédéric William Burton! 🥺💙🫶💙 (og colors + painting under the cut!)
It was very fun to experiment with techniques, using shadows and light to create shapes rather than using hard lines. I painted every bit of this myself by hand and (mostly) on one layer to challenge myself and I'm very pleased with the result!
It was also fun to learn more about the original painting and artist as well! It's based off of a Danish ballad about a noblewoman who falls in love with her personal guard, which I did not know when I started painting it but it's absolutely perfect for us! 😭
Part of me was considering redesigning Adriana (my Pokémon Reborn self-insert)’s outfit fairly recently, but I wasn’t really sure where I wanted to go with the redesign. Then today’s Pokémon Presents happened, and - since Adri is supposed to have started her journey in Kalos - suffice it to say I was very excited, and also inspired to change it once again! But, I’m still at a bit of a crossroads about whether or not I actually want to go through with doing it since I don’t have any super concrete ideas, so.. maybe we shall see?
pokemon reborn stuff as warmup (new outfit for her below)
in the postgame, she takes care of takas chatot after his death* & they become rly close as they run around fighting legendaries but they share a love for sleeping in and often turn up to work v late LOL
Dragon (SI) x Piers childhood rivals AU; (Not) Nice To Meet You (Again) ch6 [AO3]
Words: ~681 (snippet below); ~4151 (full chapter on AO3)
Chapter Summary: All Piers wants is some quality time with his sister before she leaves. And he has just the ticket.
Full chapter includes: Swearing (as usual lol), arguing.
[Previous chapters can be found on AO3, and rebloggable posts in this masterlist]
“You're not trying to stop me from goin' to Hazel's again, are you?”
Piers understood why his sister would think that, but also, ouch. He gently rested his hands on her shoulders. “No, look— The Gym Challenge isn't for another month, yeah?”
“Three weeks,” she mumbled. In rumpled Zigzagoon pajamas, there was still exhaustion to rub out of her eyes. She had only just gotten out of bed. Her hair was mussed, not in her favorite hairstyle just yet. A warm, fuzzy feeling settled in his chest at the sight.
“Three weeks,” he allowed. She's so ready. “That's three weeks before ya leave Spikemuth for adventure. You've been training every day for it, for—well over a week. I know you're excited. An' I can't wait to see what you can do. But yer gonna tucker yourself out if you keep this up. Don't want to run out of that rockin' spirit before ya even get to the ceremony.
“Take a break today. We'll watch somethin' on the telly, gorge on junk food. Still got that pint in the freezer,” he reminded her. “Strawberry swirl.” Her lips puckered, clearly not wanting to take it easy. She has a lot to prove to the world. But, Piers was worried... and he just wanted some time with her. “Just for a few hours. Promise. You can come to the show too, though, if you want. My crew's missed partyin' with ya. If you want,” he repeated.
Now her mouth was a thin line. Her resolve was hopefully cracking.
Head tilting, he resorted to begging. “Please? I've only got you for a li'l longer, yeah? I know you pro'ly won't miss me and my rubbish much—but me and Obstagoon are gonna bloody miss you.” A tiny nudge. “He'll be pretty pathetic when you leave, you know. Howl at the moon every night.”
“Sure, Obstagoon—” A yawn overtook Marnie's dubious response.
“He'll wake up the whole neighborhood,” Piers continued. Her soft huff egged him on. “Every night! I'll hear poundin' on the door an' shouts to shut him up.” He aimed for a somber frown, trying to control his twitching lips to remain downwards. “But there's no healing a broken heart, Marnie. He'll be inconsolable. He'll just have to belt out his feelings 'til you come back home.”
“Alright already. ...alright.” Gently, her forehead bumped against his front. Her mumble was all but swallowed by fabric. “Yer being daft.”
He smiled, softly wrapping an arm around his sister. “Oy.”
Head turning, Marnie argued more audibly, “ 'Snot like I'm leavin' forever. Just 'round Galar. 'Sides... you know you'll be callin' me every day.”
“So?” Her grunt brought a chuckle out of him. Hand moving to her crown, he leaned. Like her lanky umbrella. “You sound better in-person.”
“Ugh.” Despite the noise, she didn't move away. She was always more cuddly when sleepy.
Piers teased, “Want pancakes? Got some berries leftover.” She nodded with a hum. Fingers gently scratched her scalp. “Righto. Wake up yer partner, I'll crack on with breakfast.”
It wasn't long before Marnie and Morpeko finished cleaning off their plates. He was then glad to hear her warming up to today's plans. He wasn't the only excited one: Obstagoon was browsing their movie library, having already setup the sofa with extra blankets and pillows. (As if they'd need any of them, once the badger got cuddly.) They were all well overdue for a lazy morning (and afternoon), and it'd leave them plenty of energy for the show later.
But their old coffee maker just couldn't compare to 'the real deal,' or so his sister claimed. Funny, since she never ordered coffee. But he took the hint. Rolling his eyes, he told her to keep Obstagoon company while he ran out to get her usual.
“I can come with,” she tried.
“Nah, keep the couch warm for me. I'll be back before you know it.”
“...is this just so I don't get you decaf again?”
He dodged answering by hurrying out the door.
[full chapter continued on ao3!]
Tag list: @werewolfpine @swallowed--by-the--sea @flowering-darkness @goldenworldsabound @bee-ships (feel free to ask to be added or removed from this list!)
Trying this again! Anyway. I said I'd go to bed early then stayed up way too late trying to understand how to code (failed). We'll get em next time. Someday I'll be the proud owner of a website but today is not that day
Okay. So. Usually I don't like using my taglist on stuff I consider unpolished but I think this is silly so youguys get to partake in it with me @sweethardtz @kylars-princess @nep-ships @gible-love-nibles @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @selfrinsert
WARNINGS: body horror (flower based), a picture depicting child abuse, and themes of death.
This is a "fun" little video I made! It features our very own Vampire King, and a character who has yet to be implemented named Cameron, who is as of now the only character Vampire King can get with besides the player.
i hope the world treats everyone well this week. i hope youre able to treat yourself well this week, no matter what methods work for you. does thinking abt ur f/o being proud of you for doing a task you usually struggle with motivate you ? does it help to imagine that any of ur f/os are coming over to visit so youre motivated to clean ?
if nothing works, then simply existing and continuing to exist is treating yourself well, too. better days will come, and you'll be there to see them
