#Chain Attack

[pyrofruit]

Xenoblade 3 Chain Attack but it's the DnD Party I'm in

#DND #Chain Attack #Near and Far #Kaori #Killian #Elkin #Amire #Aldora #Twig #Ali

[nintendo-europe]

You’ll hear this energetic song in Xenoblade Chronicles 3 when triggering a Chain Attack. Take turns dishing out different attacks and devastating specials. Your enemies won’t know what hit ‘em!

#Xenoblade Chronicles 3 #Chain Attack #Xenoblade Chronicles #Nintendo #Nintendo Switch

[iffdwrandomizer]

#xenoblade chronicles 3 #Chain Attack #epic #awesome!! #Youtube

[lazylittledragon]

i refuse to believe that boycotting is hard. my favourite thing in the world is ordering maccies after a late night at work/a concert/getting drunk. yes i do miss it sometimes. but the other night i ordered from a small place near my house instead and it was the most orgasmic burger i've ever had in my life. i very rarely say this but fucking suck it up people are DEAD

#ramble #also only 0.29 delivery instead of 3.99 #and chilli cheese bites #i swear to god the best food you'll ever eat while drunk is from the tiny shithole that's open until 4am #if you're refusing to do literally the smallest thing you can do to help then i have questions #it's FOOD. you'll survive #it's not even NECESSARY food #if it was like a chain grocery place and you don't have access to anything else then i would understand #but it's just NOT #make your own coffee for the love of god #when there is NOTHING you can do to stop this fucking tragedy. and let's be honest there isn't a lot normal people can do #and people say to you 'do this insignificant thing just to show that you even CARE' #and you DON'T do that???? what is actually wrong with you #also i've been worried about this since my last post about sbucks but this is Not an attack on the people who WORK at the boycotted places #because it is an absolute privilege to be able to leave your job and immediately find a new one

[cowardlykrow]

“Not my circus, not my monkeys”… Except those are his monkeys and they are the circus

#Okay so i think the idea is that Lautski is on a date and the terror duo were ABSOLUTELY stalking them #because of course they would #but (if they weren't already being the most obvious stalkers) they get caught #because then the seagulls descended #but listen okay #Why they attack (and how on earth they carried that weeb away) is up to you guys #because i dunno #i’m just here to make nonsense comics that give me a good chuckle #NPMD #nerdy prudes must die #for some reason i gave them different clothes sorta?is it obvi i dont have a sense of style at all #Pete Spankoffski #Stephanie Lauter #Richie Lipschitz #Ruth Fleming #Also i don’t know why but when it comes to drawing comics #i forget who anatomy is #i seriously don’t know her #esp when it comes to arms? Lord do i hate arms #Art #fanart #Also this whole comic stems from a story about seagulls stealing sausage links? #that's all i got for you #also im so sorry steph my beloved #i can not draw you at all and this is a curse i carry like a ball and chain #starkid #hatchetfield #//Komic

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

𝔇𝔦𝔫𝔬𝔰𝔞𝔲𝔯𝔰 𝔈𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 ℭ𝔈𝔒 𝔟𝔶 𝔍𝔬𝔥𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔦𝔬

#John Brosio #Dinosaurs Eating CEO #dinosaurs #art #painting #Illustration #carnivore #death #dead #attack #g o r e #viscera #memento mori #surrealism #surreal art #artwork #devoured #eating #food #food chain

[marsmarbles]

Anyway I’m fucking internally imploding

#I admire Cherri so much ​I am absolutely flabbergasted #literally audibly gasped and about had a heart attack lmao #I know I’m just another artist to like once and scroll past forever in their Tumblr feed but this actually means so much to me #hopefully they don’t see this and think I’m weird lmao #mars says #chained life au #mcyt #cherrifire

[pcktknife]

ok tell me some basic gen 5 facts

victini was designed with the intention of appealing to female players

#also those bunny apple snack thingies #i only had this one on my mind because i was thinking about it the other day but i can have facts sometimes 🔗💥🔗 #<- thats supposed to be the guy breaking his chains image #asks #vgpony-mk2 #also no matter how you turn the klink lines body it always appears to have a face. i learned this one today ! #frillish wasnt supposed to be a ghost type (love to share that one) #cofagrigus and runerigus share...idk base stats except for attack and somthing else those two are inverted ?? something like that #i dont pay attention to stat details so i dont remember that one as well #also they EAT PEOPLE*. thats just a dex entry but i like to share that tidbit. *theyre said to encase people so its probably not really #eating but like... ur most like not surviving so you might as well say they eat ppl #sorry another cofagrigus one. theyre bipedal and quadrapedal. idk if theres a word that means u do both but they do both.

[v0idwraith]

all of the AFC richmond queers coming out

#i really want it to be a chain of confessions #like what happened when ted told the coaches about his panic attacks #colin starts it and then someone else comes out in solidarity and then another and then another #ted lasso #ted lasso season 3 #trent crimm #roy kent #jamie tartt #keeley jones #colin hughes #richard montlaur #afc richmond

[cyberwhumper]

When he finally came to, the first thing that hit him was the smell. Suffocating, pungent, so strong it made him scrunch up his face in disgust.

He sits up groggily, wondering what kind of dump he ended up into this time and why this hangover didn't feel particularly like any other he's had. The pain doesn't seem to hit him until he hears the chain links clinking softly against each other, piercing the fog inside his brain and suddenly jolting him wide awake.

The metal bolt stares back at him, firmly lodged through the bones on his ankle, still drenched in blood. At least they had the decency to attempt to wrap it up in gauze as if that would do something to contain the damage. The searing pain rises up from the foreign object and seems to explode on his chest making it impossible to breathe. He doesn't even have enough air to scream, gawking at the wound dumbfoundedly as if his brain could not possibly process what is currently happening.

Oh fuck. Oh no. No no no no no. This isn't happening, I'm just imagining things. Fuck. Fuck!

Immediate panic. Even touching the bolt makes him feel queasy despite not being the particularly squeamish type. There's no way he can pull that out on his own, no way to undo the nut holding it in place, no way to pull it off the bone. He's trapped, totally and completely at the mercy of his captors, with no one even knowing he was gone at all.

And his time is running out fast.

#whumptober2023 #no.3 #Make it stop #OC #art #chained to a wall #blood #bruises #panic attack #captive #whump #whumpblr #whumpee #whump art #tokimeki art #original character #original story #Whiskey #some days you just oopsie your way into captivity huh

[askticcitobyshit]

Can we see some interactions between Chev and the creeps?

((FINALLY I HAVE AN EXCUSE TO DRAW THIS LETS GOOOOO))

Toby's been my best friend for years, and our favorite thing to do is shit talk about anything and everything. You can usually find us hanging out at the mansion, either in our rooms or out on the porch.

Jack and I became best friends more recently! We usually either just hang around each other and do our own thing (parallel play, I think it's called??), or doing something active like walking or cooking while we talk. We sometimes hunt together too! I'm not really a fan of killing people, but I gotta eat human flesh a few times a month. and having Jack with me while I do it is a bit comforting, I guess??

Jeff and I are frenemies. He's a stinky greasy man and bothers the fuck out of me. Dude will literally just walk into my house or my room in the mansion and just bug me. (Toby and Jack do this too, but they have bestie privileges.) He's really cool sometimes though.

Nina is an absolute sweetheart!! I love this girl, and we're starting to get closer as friends. We shop together, do skincare together (sometimes Toby joins bc he's part of the girls who get it), go to shows, and talk about fandom stuff A LOT. we also share fanfic and tiktok thirst trap edits on the reg

If you want to know how I interact with any specific creeps, let me know in my inbox!

~ Chev

#i had to partially trace a pic of b&bw bc its so hard pls dont attack me #also i changed Nina's design again LMAO #ALSO ALSO dont ask my why my anatomy keeps changing bc i dont have an answer #creepypasta #ticci toby #toby rogers #toby rogers fanart #ticci toby fanart #eyeless jack #eyeless jack fanart #jack nyras #jack #jeffery woods #jeff woods #jeff the killer #jeff #nina hopkins #nina the killer #nina #chev #chevonne rojas #chain bridge crawler

[aska234]

OKAY- SO

crazy story with this one haha! Its not as good as i'd hope but with recent events i'm just really glad to finally spit it out haha The scene i got hooked on from @prince-liest fic;

Network 0666: No Signal Remember kids, before laughing at Vox's cowardness think abut weather or not you'd be able to handle this stare from his perspective!!!

#my art #digital art #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #panic attack #chain #hazbin hotel vox #kinda #fic art #its literally 5am #good thing I dont need to sleep #also remember kids #do not try to save money on your food #food poisoning is not fun #trust me on that one #now im going knock myself out but yall enjoy yourselfs here!!!

[alwaysbewoke]

#brandon scott #francis scott key bridge collapse #baltimore mayor #racist attacks #diversity equity inclusion #wes moore #baltimore politics #political criticism #city leadership #baltimore community #urban challenges #racial discrimination #political backlash #community activism #baltimore bridge collapse #infrastructure disaster #francis scott key bridge #construction accident #rescue operations #salvage effort #port of baltimore #supply chains #federal government #reconstruction cost #insurance claims #liability

[cant-think-of-anything]

i keep thinking about what the orginal “tragic” ending of the last hours was supposed to be

#like hear me out this ending is fine and happy ish #but i really do feel like whatever the original was would’ve just felt more satisfactory? #like a genuine conclusion #everyday i wake up and wonder what alastairs ending wouldve been #was he supposed to die? was he supposed to die in the levithan attack? #what about cordelia and her whole paladin thing what was that supposed to conclude with #like I want a summary of what the original plan was I really do #the last hours #alastair carstairs #cordelia carstairs #tlh #chain of thorns

[cutthroatcarnival]

A Cinnamon Mask

Warnings: A panic attack happens, and a character being poisoned in the past is strongly alluded to.

1/3 fics!

The fire in the hearth crackled, filling the comfortable silence. The Chain had stopped their current trek through the snowy land of Hebra to rest, and Wild had guided them to the Hebra Trailhead Lodge, which was luckily devoid of its common patrons, allowing all nine of them and their various gear to fit inside the small cabin.

Wind had commandeered the bed, wrapped in various extra blankets with the remnants of a spicy elixir in the bottle he held. Being from a tropical climate and constantly under the sun, the pirate was not acclimated to cold weather. Next to him was Sky, the knight happy to be resting under a roof, even if the cold had little to no effect on him. A perk of growing up and living on an island in the sky.

One. Two.

The others were faring better than the sailor, even Legend, with his lack of pants. He claimed to be used to weather extremes, and refused to elaborate further. Sat on either side of him were Hyrule and Four, the two seemingly content to help him repair rips in their clothes.

Three. Four. Five.

On top of the barrels next to the hearth was a pile of Time’s armor, the man in question slipping on the warm doublet Wild had offered over his own tunic- the cold metal of his armor would do no good to keep Time warm. A quiet conversation with Warriors and Twilight was held as Wild piped in from where he was making something in the pot.

Six. Seven. Eight. Counting himself, 9.

Time adjusted the warm doublet, it surprisingly fit, with no tightness around his shoulders, a common issue for him. He kneeled down to reach his pack, digging around to find the thick blanket that had been packed (but knowing Malon, she probably put an extra one or two in).

A sharp whistle broke through the quiet atmosphere, demanding attention to the hearth, where Wild stood with six steaming mugs and Twilight behind him with three.

“I made us some hot chocolate, it’s a recipe I learned from Uma in Hateno,” appreciative murmurs rose, “And don’t worry, Twilight didn’t do any of the making.” That drew a few laughs from the heroes as the two proceeded to pass out the drinks.

Nodding his thanks, Time wrapped his hands around the mug, feeling both the warmth and the craftsmanship of it. Must be one of the mugs Sky carved, judging by the intricate patterns and steady lines.

“It smells good,” Wind took a sip, “and it tastes good too! I don’t think I’ve ever had this before!” The sailor’s hands were wrapped tightly around the mug, likely attempting to leech the heat out.

“It’d be a mite strange if you’d’ve had this before, being from a warm climate and such.” Twilight was nursing his own mug, as he sat down next to Sky.

The conversation flowed easily as Wild’s hot cocoa loosened the grip of any remaining cold, at some point turning onto the topic of stories from their adventures.

“There’s no way! That’s impossible!” Four shouted, face painted in complete disbelief.

“It’s not impossible, I’ve done it! When we next get to my Hyrule, I’ll ask Gor Coron and see if he would be up for another round.”

“You’re telling me you sumo wrestled a Goron? The people that are partially made of rock? Those guys?” Legend seemed skeptical, his left eyebrow lifted up.

Twilight struggled to defend himself as the younger heroes ganged up on him, poking and prodding for answers, or in Legend’s case, trying to get him to “tell the truth”.

A choked whine snapped Time’s attention away from the conversation, his ears flicking as he turned to face the direction of the noise.

He was met with a wide-eyed Warriors, staring down at the mug that rested in his tight yet trembling grip. In one motion, his grip loosened and the mug clattered to the floor, spraying the (now cold) hot cocoa across the floor.

Another choked off whine, and Time slowly advanced towards the captain, keeping his hands in view, as if he were approaching an easily-spooked horse. One foot stepped on a creaky floorboard and Warriors’ head whipped up, still wide-eyed, but Time could better see his expression.

Pure and utter panic.

Watching him carefully, the elder hero noticed that the younger had positioned himself into a position where he could both attack and defend, likely done subconsciously. Time raised both his hands up, showing he was unarmed.

“Captain… what happened?” In a flash of blue Time was knocked to the ground, and Warriors had effectively cornered himself, the panic in his eyes brighter. The war hero trembled as he brandished his sword.

A pair of calloused hands helped Time back upright, “Why did he attack you?” The rancher mumbled, gaze locked onto the captain.

“He’s panicking, that’s what. Something set him off.”

A few heads swiveled to the veteran, who only shrugged and gave a non-committal noise.

Warriors was muttering something, and Time strained his ears to try and catch what he was saying.

“Poison… trust… cinnamon…”

The rest was too mumbled to understand. It seemed his descendant had also heard what Warriors had been muttering, as he tilted his head in confusion.

“Poison? Cinnamon? What is he-“

“Fuck.”

All 7 heads snapped to the veteran, whose ears were pinned against his head, a look of recognition in his eyes. He growled.

“He thinks his drink was poisoned.”

“What?” Wild stared at Legend, a quizzical, yet worried, expression adorning his face.

“Cinnamon. It’s used to mask the taste and smell of poisons.” Legend explained.

“How do-“

“Not the time, Rulie.”

Time wracked his brain for something, for anything, when he landed on a moment a few weeks back, when he and the captain were up for watch.

Shit.

“I know what happened,” several heads turned to look at him, “he thinks we tried to poison him.” He turned his eye back to Warriors, the panic still evident in his gaze.

Again, he shuffled forward, palms held upward in a placating gesture. Warriors pressed himself further into the corner, his breathing picking up and hitching on every other breath.

“Link.”

The utterance of his actual name snapped Warriors partially back into reality, gaze now finally realizing Time.

“There you are. Link, listen, we aren’t trying to hurt you.”

Time advanced forward again, now within reaching distance of Warriors, and he slowly descended onto his knees, the joints creaking in protest.

“Can I touch you?” He waited until Warriors processed the question.

A nod.

Settling his hands on the captain’s knees, he started tapping an easy rhythm.

“Steady yourself. In for 4… hold for 7… out for 4…” Warriors copied his directions, breath hitching a few times, but steadily evening out.

“There we go. You’re okay. What are 5 things you can see?”

“You, the bed, the others, Sky’s shield, mugs.”

His rhythm continued.

“Good, now, 4 things you can touch?”

“The floor, my sword, my scarf, the wall.”

The breaths evened out more.

“3 things you can hear?”

“The fire, the wind, and creaking wood.”

Warriors’ eyes lost their panicked sheen.

“Almost there. 2 things you can smell?”

“Fire, and- and cinnamon.”

Time kept up his tapping.

“1 thing you can taste?”

“Nothing. I think I burnt my tongue.”

A quiet sigh of relief flooded through the group, who chuckled at Warriors’ comment. Time breathed deeply out his nose, stopping his rhythm and instead gripping at the captain’s knees. A scarred hand rested over his and squeezed.

“Better now, Captain?”

Another squeeze.

“Thanks to you, old man.” He chuckled and stood up, joints clicking as he went, offering Warriors a hand and pulling the hero up.

“So-“

“Shut up. Don’t apologize, damn it.”

“Legend…”

“No, Wars. You had a completely valid reaction to something. Don’t go fucking apologizing for it.” The vet snapped, crossing his arms tightly. Warriors crossed the room and set a hand on the pink hair.

“…Nice to know you care, pricker bush.” His hand was a blur as he messed up the vet’s hair, who squeaked and batted at his arm.

Time watched as they laughed at the two’s antics, a small grin on his face.

Warriors wasn’t fully okay, his hands still held a slight tremble and his eyes still a tad too wide. But Time knew that with time (ha), and his brothers, that the captain would be as right as rain sooner than later.

#tw panic attack #linked universe #linked universe chain #lu chain #lu warriors #lu legend #lu time #lu twilight #lu wind #lu hyrule #lu four #lu wild #lu sky #lu fanfiction #linked universe fanfic #linked universe fic #cross posted on ao3 #based off of my own headcanon #hurt/comfort #fluff #mars writes

[bbugsy]

need more sissy lore like * checks watch * yesterday

#the texas chain saw massacre #texas chainsaw massacre #sissy tcm #my art #likeeee #I’m sorry but I love her lmao #step aside johnny… using my skill tree points on miss agility herself #tip for new sissy players… MAX OUT HER SAVAGERY #she is a chase DEMON #she gets tired easily but fuck is she agile #and she can get everywhere #she’s better at tracking than johnny imho #plus she can block loops with her poison and I have two perks that increase my stamina regeneration and highlights victims when I attack em #and like… lmao… I 3-4k every match not flex #I hope that made sense… it’s 3am and I grinded this out on a stomach with nothing in it but half a day old monster #sorry anyways enjoy my fanboy art HAHA