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elbiotipo · 2 months

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Current worlds I'm building on my head:

Biopunk South America: where a biotechnology revolution and a worldwide ecocide changed the world forever, set in Buenos Aires in 2143. Six students set to make a grant project that would bring back the spirit of old biopunk. Inspired by Argentine rock and fútbol, hacker culture, and biopunk of course.

Campoestela: A 'classic' space opera setting, humanity has spread across the stars meeting hundreds of other civilizations, the focus here is on the cultural diversity of countless worlds. An Argentine space trucker finds a cringefail gamer girl from an extinct civilization and they try to cope with this. The theme is travelling but not for adventure but to work, like truckers or bush pilots.

The Alchemists: Set in the historical Republic of Florence in 1491, except the supernatural is very, very real. An alchemist and a witch deal with adolescence and their jobs while uncovering the secrets of Hermes Trismegistus (and eventually travel all the way to Egypt, China and beyond). A magical setting but based, as much as I can, in real historical conceptions of 'magic'.

Space Battleship Aurora: During the twilight years of the Space Roman Empire, the crew of a battleship rebel and they join a communist (not metaphorical, literal) revolution, as things fall apart. Basically a retelling of the Russian Civil War but in fantasy space.

METAL LML: This is just a rule of cool setting where everything that happens in Heavy Metal covers (the magazine and the genre) is real. A bunch of badass characters fly on their spaceship fighting hordes of evil demons with the power of METAL. With a found family, if you actually care about plot or stuff like that.

Argentina post-magiapocalíptica: Somewhere in 2012, the world changed and civilization collapsed with the "return" of magic. Argentina is a vast land full of wonders, all based in popular legends from the pre-columbian to current memes. Argentina-core basically. It has a lobizón and bruja characters too.

América Invicta: In this setting, the Inca and Mesoamerica remain unconquered, but they still have to deal with the contact of Europeans. This is a setting where every myth and legend about the Americas is real and then some. It's an excuse to present more Latin American mythology and legend.

The Greatest Scam: A hard (as it can be) sci-fi setting where the Solar System is turned into a dyson sphere to mine bitcoin, and the Socialist Interstellar roams the galaxy, safeguarding what remains of Earth from the ultimate apotheosis of capitalism

Concordia: (or Star Trek: Rebuild) An optimistic atompunk (but realistic) setting where the US and USSR decided to cooperate and do a joint atomic and space program, and things escalate from there. Humanity reaps the benefits of the peaceful Atomic Age, as ATOMIC ROCKETS explore the stars.

If you see me talking about worldbuilding, or reblogging very specific things, it's about some of these. EL BIOTIPO CINEMATIC UNIVERSE.

#cosas mias #there's also a space gauchos one and another space opera one but I haven't worked on them lately #(by work I mean doing drabbles and imagining stuff)#oh and all the alternate history ones I didn't even mention them #worldbuilding

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stormyweaver · 2 months

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The Jake + Adam Series 1/0

So! Like I said in an earlier post, having a new laptop has significantly increased my drive to write. This one's actually a commission for the lovely @bigsnzstanacct that I wrote a bit ago but am finally posting!

This definitely won't be the last seen of these two, I became rather fond of them quickly but I'll come up with a better title for their adventures a bit later. Anyways, this was a joy to write for you dear, and I hope everyone else enjoys as well! ;3

Adam had been idly flipping through a magazine when it happened. It wasn’t even an interesting article - something about the benefits of kale vs spinach because apparently that was a debate now? Eh, the world was always coming up with some new bullshit, he supposed.

But his attention was immediately arrested by the sudden clang of pots and other cookware in the kitchen. Their living room was just on the other side, of a doorway and, considering their tiny apartment, he likely would have heard the clamor either way. He certainly heard the sudden, panicked gasp that followed, along with an equally frantic call of his name. “A-hahhhdam? N-need you in here huhhh’un!” Oh. Oh fucksicles.

All but sprinting up from his place on the couch, the brunette sped into the kitchen, and wasn’t surprised at the sight that lay before him. His boyfriend - his wonderful, spritely, gorgeous blonde-haired angel Jake - who had his back to Adam, but even then it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know just what had Jake hollering for his assistance. Well… maybe a rocket scientist would actually have come in handy, all things considered. As it was, Jake’s broad shoulders were shuddering up and down unsteadily, back muscles spasming beneath his tight, gray v-neck. Even without stepping closer, Adam could see that the poor thing’s frame was dotted in some kind of… substance, and– yep. There was the unmistakable scent of cayenne. Well, that explained a lot. Far more when Jake peeked over a shivering shoulder, and Adam felt his heart ache and also nearly leaped out of his chest at his boyfriend. “Oh, babe…” Jake’s flaxen, wavy hair had speckles of red along it’s tresses and Adam swore he could even see a bit dusting the bridge of his long nose. Which… shit, right, that had to be taken care of – like, NOW. Before Jake could gasp out another word - the poor thing always tried to talk, even though he knew it only made things worse - a firm index finger was rushed beneath his flaring nostrils. Adam shushed him gently, the other hand resting on his hip as he tried to soothe his boyfriend’s nose before it went absolutely nuclear. “You’re okay, baby, we just gotta wash you off real quick, okay? Nod if you can make it to the sink– yeah? Okay, here we go…” Still with a firm pressure beneath the wriggling mass of hyper-sensitive flesh and nerves, Adam gently but steadily urged Jake towards the waiting sink. Thank goodness they had cleaned it out prior - not being able to get Jake all the way beneath the tap would prove to be a real problem. Yeah, as if your boyfriend about to sneeze the entire spice-cabinet to smithereens isn’t considered a ‘real problem’, Adam mused. Although, knowing Jake’s habits, it’d likely be a bit more than just the spice rack. Jeez, they really couldn’t afford to replace the entire upper cabinet space… “HAAHH…!! Ahhh- Adhhahham, I c-c-ahhn’t–!” Pupils shrunk as he felt Jake’s back arch, wincing as a cloud of the aforementioned spice puffed into the air around his boyfriend’s tear-stricken face. His nose lifted from Adam’s finger and he swore at this angle, he could practically see the grains being hovered into the widened, quivering ovals of Jake’s nose.

Adam swallowed thickly. Now was not the time to be both undeniably worried AND incredibly horny. DAMN IT BRAIN, PICK ONE! “Shit baby, please, you gotta try! Just lemme– fuck–” This time, Adam tried to pinch Jake’s massively flared nostrils shut but even that was a struggle all it’s own. The wings protested vehemently, alive with wriggles and flexing that threatened to breach the plug of his index finger and thumb. Despite his urgent panting, Jake’s shoulders loosened a bit, the lift of his chest deflating bit by bit.

Adam released a breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding. “Just a little more… 'atta boy, here we go…” It took a bit of finagling- mainly to avoid 1. Getting MORE spice into areas where it definitely would irritate Jake’s face and 2. Readying himself for when Jake inevitably did blow, because at this rate there was no denying that his boyfriend would need to get the already trapped spice out somehow.

And there was only one way they’d both found to truly rid his nose of the most cloying, tantalizing of irritants… “Just tap when you’re about to let loose, k? That way I can get the towel ready,” Adam rubbed his back reassuringly, his other hand almost hovering over the aforementioned cloth. Sure enough, Jake’s slightly damp head lifted a bit, a shaky hand rapping atop the sink counter. Okay, showtime, Adam supposed.

Once he was sure Jake had the towel steady within his grasp, Adam braced himself for what was next to come. The blonde’s back arched once again, but his head and face were still hovering over the towel in preparation. Chancing a glance over a shoulder, Adam felt his cheeks flood with color at Jake’s expression: desperation soaked every single inch of freckled skin, lower lip trembling as his jaw went slack, gulping in breath after behemoth breath. His poor eyes were flooded with tears, the tracks leaking down his own flushed cheeks threatening to be permanent.

And his poor nose… Christ on a bike, had he ever seen his nostrils flare so massively?

In all likelihood, yeah. But something about seeing Jake gear up for a sneeze never failed to strike awe into his very being. Sure there was… something else besides awe but, that could wait. For a while. Hopefully. “hHuuhhh… hHHUHHH…” Adam gulped as he saw Jake’s nose quiver intensely, upper lip catching in a tickly snarl. He opened his mouth, thinking that maybe he should urge Jake to go ahead and let it out - but apparently, a verbal allowance was nowhere near necessary. “HUHHHH…!!! HHHRRRRSSCHHHHHH’HIIIIIEEEEEWWW!!!!”

The sound reverberated off the walls of the small space like a bouncy ball, and Adam couldn’t help but wince at how Jake’s large frame nearly tried to snap in half. But he knew there was at least one or - dear God he hoped not - two more in his lover. “hHHAHH–?! IIHHH– HHRRRSSSCHHHH’IIIUUEEE!!! IISSCHHHHUUUEEE!!!”

Ah, yep. Two was a fair bet. Adam felt his own nose twinge in sympathy, speeding up his rubbing across the expanse between Jake’s heaving shoulders. “There ya’ go, baby… get it all out… Christ, might need to reinforce the walls again after that…” He quipped, only once he was sure Jake had indeed finished. The thick, but hopefully relieving emptying of his sinuses into the towel affirmed his suspicions, and he couldn’t help but flash a cheesy half-grin at Jake’s not-so-subtle dead-pan across the damp cloth. “Seriously? SDFK! You’re one to talk, as if we didn’t have to send like… three pies out to the neighbors when you had a cold last month,” Adam felt his cheeks darken at the memory, brushing a thumb against his nose with a shy sniff. “Fair, fair. But we’re talkin’ about you now, big guy. Sure ya’ got all of that shit outta your system?” Jake hummed in thought, scrubbing at his flushed nostrils carefully before exhaling with a nod. “Yeah, think that’s all of it… Geez, we gotta get an actual spice rack, Adam. That thing’s a hazard,” To you at least, Adam mused with a rueful smile. However Jake definitely noticed his musing, and he rose a brow. “Or maybe you’re hoping this’ll happen again…?” If not for the obvious teasing tone, Adam would have likely combusted on the spot. Which was always one of Jake’s favorite fucking pastimes - making Adam blush until he was essentially a walking red crayon.

Asshole… loveable, but still an asshole.

“Tch, no. Absolutely not! What would you’ve done if I hadn’t been here in the first place, huh? Thanks for the assist, Adam! Oh, you’re so welcome, Jake!”

Jake simply rolled his eyes, though there was a fondness within the reaction, only further reinforced when he cupped one of Adam’s overheating cheeks. “My knight in shining armor, I dare say I wouldn’t ever know~ Better?” Adam swallowed past his suddenly tight throat, subtly leaning into the large palm. “... better. Now c’mon, let’s get you outta here before there’s a repeat performance… your highness,”

#greywrites;#snz #snz kink #snzfucker #//still kinda giddy about these two lol #this was genuinely so much fun

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un-fairway2003 · 29 days

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I've been going through some digging in my brain to hopefully have a hint as of where the kim possible comics I've seen in my childhood could be. I stumbled upon two magazine issues that I'm almost 100% certain that one of them held that specific comic:

MEIDEN and Tina. Both are a teen girl catered magazine that featured Kim Possible. MEIDEN I think was owned by Jetix and later maybe Disney(?) and Tina is non associated I think.

Tina 2007 issue 24 holds (I'm almost certain) the Kim Possible comic I'm looking for.

Other issues of Tina featuring kp are in this list:

https://www.lastdodo.nl/nl/areas/search?type_id=147&q=Kim+possible

Here are two snippits I could find from cover only. Not sure if you've seen these ones before and if you managed to post these comics... first one is about kim and ron shrinking and they're in someone's nose??? Second is Ron forgetting something very important while Kim is initiating the self destruct program.

I don't know HOW you get your magazine scans, but I think you have a better shot at finding out this mystery than I do.

If you somehow get your hands on any of these comics, I'd GLADLY translate it all for you!

Hi. I found those 2x comics. Both of them were released in the USA in the Disney Adventure comics, you can find both of them in a Disney graphic novel/book "Kim Possible Adventures" re-post of old KP comics that was released in 2019. Both of these are in original English. I can't release those scans here due to legal reasons ( I only upload scans of the comics they didnt re-release in that book), but you can find those 2 KP comics you referenced in this book: 1. First pic is "Impossible Voyage" page 35. 2. Second pic is "Rocket Chips" page 51.

#kim possible #disney adventures

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jokeringcutio · 6 months

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"Jessie" Pokémon Jessie x Female Reader Romance. - Part 1? Meeting Jessie

Fandom: Pokémon Pairing: Jessie x (f) Reader Rating: NC-17 Warnings: One mention of Serious Offenses by Team Rocket (other than stealing Pokémon). Has the potionetial to become a Smut fic with darker themes in it, but will overall be a romance between Jessie and a Female Protagonist.

Summary: You are a pokémon trainer who meets this wonderful young woman named Jessie.

"Jessie"

The sun beamed down on you, its warm rays caressing your skin as you strolled through the verdant fields. The sweet scent of wildflowers filled the air, and the gentle hum of insects accompanied the rustle of tall grasses swaying in the breeze. As a Pokémon trainer, you were on a journey to prove your worth, seeking out new companions along the way.

Your path meandered past a small grove of trees, their branches casting dappled shadows on the ground below. A sense of joy filled you. Nature looked marvelous and it felt as if the very earth sang to you of adventure and discovery. You hummed along. ‘To be a master…’ No one would hear, except the Pokémon you carried and those scurrying in the fields.

As you continued along the winding path, your eyes were drawn to a figure reclining beneath one of the trees. A young woman with long magenta hair that cascaded to the ground like a waterfall of silk sat engrossed in a magazine, seemingly unaware of the world around her. She wore a simple sundress that matched her hair and sunhat, and her enigmatic green eyes were hidden behind a pair of fashionable sunglasses.

As you approached, one of the woman’s Poké Balls tumbled from her bag, rolling across the dirt road to stop at your feet. You bent down to pick it up, examining the glossy red-and-white ball in your hand. You wondered what Pokémon would live inside of it.

"Excuse me," you called out gently, not wanting to startle the woman. "I think you dropped this."

She looked up from her magazine, a faint smile playing upon her lips as she met your gaze. Then slowly, she removed her sunglasses, revealing the bright sparkle in her eyes that hinted at equal parts mischief and curiosity. For a moment, you stood entranced, drowning in those blue eyes.

"Thank you," she replied, her voice as smooth and soothing as the breeze that rustled through the leaves above. She accepted the Poké Ball from your outstretched hand, her fingers brushing against yours for a fleeting moment before she tucked the ball securely back into her bag.

"Enjoying the day?" you asked, making small talk as you took note of her magazine filled with fashion trends and glamorous models.

"Very much so," she answered with a nod. "It's not often I get to relax like this."

Then she turned back to you with a bright smile. “Let me introduce myself. Hi, I'm Jessie," she said, extending a hand for you to shake. The warmth of her touch seemed to send a jolt through your arm as you introduced yourself in return.

"Nice to meet you," you replied, feeling an unexpected connection to this stranger. You glanced down at the magazine in her lap, noticing the array of fashionable outfits and accessories sprawled across its pages. "I see you're into fashion."

Jessie's eyes lit up. "Yes, that’s it,” she said, making you frown at the weird answer, but she quickly chuckled and ran a hand through her hair. “I mean, I love it. There's something about the way clothes can transform a person, don't you think?"

You nodded in agreement. “Tell me about it,” you said, and Jessie did. She started about all sorts of outfits and the jobs they belonged to, talked about how clothes made the man – or woman, or even both. You enjoyed her light chatting. The conversation flowed smoothly between the two of you, like a gentle stream finding its way through a lush meadow. With each passing moment, you found yourself drawn to Jessie – her laughter was infectious, her eyes captivating.

Eventually, the topic shifted to your own journey. "I'm actually on my way to becoming a Pokémon master," you shared, feeling a surge of pride as you recounted your dreams and aspirations.

"Really?" Jessie leaned in closer, her interest piqued. "Which Pokémon do you plan on using?"

You thought for a moment, reflecting on the bonds you'd formed with your Pokémon so far. "Well, I've always been partial to water types," you began, recalling your fascination with the sea and its mysterious depths. "My Vaporeon has been with me since the beginning, and together we've overcome countless challenges."

"Vaporeon, huh?" Jessie mused, her eyes shining with admiration. "They're beautiful and powerful creatures, much like the mermaids that grace the ocean's depths."

Your heart fluttered at the comparison, a soft blush coloring your cheeks.

“So you don’t happen to have a Pikachu on you?” Jessie said with a smirk.

You shook your head and laughed. “Nope, not a water-type is it?”

“And if someone used one on yours?” She asked, curiously.

Now it was your turn to return the smirk. “They’ll see when they try it.”

Jessie stared at you for a moment as if you had just told her a riddle, then her smile returned and she laughed. “Good answer!”

You continued discussing your other Pokémon companions, from the graceful Lapras to the steadfast Blastoise. With every word, it became clear that your connection to these creatures ran deeper than mere strategy or battle prowess – they were family, partners in a shared dream.

Jessie listened intently, her gaze never leaving yours as she absorbed your stories and experiences. For that brief moment in time, the world around you seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of you beneath the comforting shade of the tree.

"Your passion is inspiring," Jessie said softly, her eyes reflecting the sincerity of her words. "I can tell you're going to achieve great things."

You couldn't help but smile at her encouragement, feeling as though a newfound strength had been kindled within your heart. You liked this woman, liked this new friend you seemed to have made.

The sun cast a warm, golden glow upon the fields as you continued your conversation with Jessie, completely forgetting the time or the fact that you still had a while to go until you reached the nearest tavern.

Jessie’s laughter was like a melody carried on the breeze, and you couldn't help but be captivated by her vibrant presence. As you shared stories of your adventures, you felt a sense of camaraderie that had been absent in your life for far too long. You could have talked to her for hours, had not a voice called out from somewhere at the end of the meadow. You turned, unable to see who it was, but you had recognized the masculine tone to it. A man, probably.

"Jessie, we need to get going!"

"Ah," she sighed, her magenta hair swaying gently as she turned towards the source of the interruption. "I'm afraid I have to go."

"Will I see you again?" you asked, trying to mask the disappointment creeping into your voice.

"Of course!" Jessie reassured you, flashing a warm smile. "Here, let's exchange numbers." She quickly pulled out her phone, and you did the same, exchanging contact information in a matter of seconds.

"Until next time then," she said, her eyes lingering on yours for just a moment longer before she stood to leave.

"Goodbye, Jessie," you murmured, watching as she walked away, her figure growing smaller in the distance. A pang of sadness struck you at the thought of her having a boyfriend. Wait. Did you really just think that? You’d only just met Jessie. She was nice, you got along.

Shaking off your feelings, you continued on your journey. You needed to find a place to spend the night. The dwindling warmth of the setting sun and the gentle rustling of the grass beneath your feet served as reminders that life was full of beauty and wonder. Yet, the beauty of your surroundings could not fully distract your mind. Your thoughts kept drifting back to Jessie, her laughter echoing in your ears like echoes of a siren's song. What was it about her that had captured your heart so completely?

As you lost yourself in your musings, your phone vibrated in your pocket, jolting you back to reality. You got it out, skeptical about who might be sending you a message, when you saw it was Jessie’s. She texted you? Your heart skipped a beat.

"Hey! I really enjoyed our chat today. Would you like to meet up again sometime soon? 😊"

A smile spread across your face as you read the words, warmth flooding your chest at the thought of seeing her again. You quickly typed a response, your fingers dancing across the screen with eager anticipation.

"Definitely! I had a great time talking with you too. Let's plan something soon!"

With a sense of hope and excitement fluttering in your heart, you resumed your walk, the promise of another encounter with Jessie lighting your path like a beacon in the night.

~*~

The moment you stepped into the sushi bar, the scent of fresh seafood and soy sauce enveloped you like a warm embrace. The dim lighting created an intimate atmosphere, casting shadows that danced across the walls as laughter and conversation filled the air. You spotted Jessie sitting at a corner booth, her magenta hair shimmering like a mermaid's tail beneath the soft glow of a hanging lantern.

"Hey! Over here!" she called out, waving you over with a smile that could rival the sun itself.

As you slid into the seat across from her, your heart swelled with anticipation. You looked at her with a smile and shook you head laughingly. “It’s fashionable,” you said, gesturing at the rather exotic costume she wore.

Jessie’s cheeks colored and she huffed defensively. “It is! Latest!” And then she laughed along, because you both knew that Jessie looked rather ridiculous. She stood out in the crowd, her heavily adorned silken clothes shimmered in the lights of the lamps. You nearly wanted to ask her if she’d been to a costume party, but decided against it. Instead, the two of you starting chatting about everything and nothing.

Throughout your meal, Jessie regaled you with stories of her adventures, each one more enchanting than the last. Every so often, she would lean in close, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she shared a particularly juicy tale. You couldn't help but notice how her hand brushed against yours on the table, the warmth of her skin sending shivers down your spine like waves crashing against the shore.

"…and then I told him, 'You know what they say about curiosity and the Meowth!' We laughed so hard we nearly fell out of our seats!" Jessie exclaimed, punctuating the story with a peal of laughter that rang like a melody in your ears.

Her laughter was contagious, and soon you found yourself joining in, the two of you laughing together as if you'd known each other for years. Time seemed to lose all meaning as the evening wore on, the world outside fading away until it felt as though you and Jessie were the only souls there.

Eventually, the laughter subsided, replaced by a comfortable silence as you both savored the last bites of your meal. Jessie's eyes met yours, a hint of something deeper lurking beneath the surface like a secret treasure waiting to be discovered.

"Thanks for meeting me tonight," she said softly, her voice barely audible above the gentle hum of conversation that surrounded you. "I had a really great time."

"Me too," you replied, your heart swelling with a mixture of joy and longing. "Let's do this again soon."

"Definitely," Jessie agreed, her smile warm and alluring. As you stood to leave, she reached out to touch your arm, her fingers lingering just long enough to send one last wave of heat coursing through your veins.

"By the way," she added, her voice low and sultry, "you look absolutely stunning tonight."

Your cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, the compliment taking you by surprise. You stammered out a thank you, your words tumbling over themselves in a clumsy attempt to express your gratitude.

You parted ways, the promise of another date hung in the air like a beacon of hope. Tonight had been a success, your heart felt warm and alive. You had found a new friend, perhaps someone potentially more than that.

As you stepped outside the sushi bar, the cool night air caressed your cheeks. The streetlights cast a warm glow on the cobblestone path beneath your feet, their light reflecting off the puddles left behind by an earlier rainstorm, creating shimmering pools of liquid gold.

Your heart felt as light as a feather, the memory of Jessie's laughter and the electric thrill of her touch resurfaced in your mind. You couldn't help but smile, the corners of your mouth curving upwards like the crescent moon that hung in the sky above, its silvery light casting a spell over the world below as you started walking. Arms drawn around yourself, you tried to avoid the pools.

You pulled out your phone to look at the time, but saw a notification at the top of your screen. An alert. Your smile began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of unease.

"Team Rocket spotted in the area," the text read, followed by a series of warnings advising trainers to keep their Poké Balls secure and to report any suspicious activity. The words seemed to loom in front of you like dark clouds on the horizon. Team Rocket was a famous criminal organization. Anyone unfortunate enough to encounter one of their members usually didn’t get out in one piece. At the very least, they were missing their Pokémon and any personal belongings that held any value.

You shivered and didn’t want to think of it. This was how your sister had lost her virginity. And her life.

Criminals. Thieves. Murderers.

"Jessie should know about this," you thought, concern for her well-being tightening its grip around your heart. Your fingers danced across the screen, tapping out a message as quickly as they could manage. "Hey, just got a warning about Team Rocket being around here. Be careful and guard your Poké Balls!"

A moment passed, and then another. It took way too long. You hurried your way back to the hostel which you stayed at, but you kept checking your screen nearly each step of the way. Finally, a reply appeared on your screen, bringing with it a sense of relief that washed over you like a cool breeze on a sweltering summer day.

"Thanks for the heads up! Don't worry 😊" Jessie's message read, accompanied by an emoticon that seemed to sparkle with good-natured mischief.

You couldn't help but smile, reassured by her words. Jessie was amazing and a confident woman. She was warned. She could handle any of this herself. But most of all, she’d be safe. That was the thought you clung onto. And as you tucked your phone away and continued down the cobblestone path, you wondered when the next time would be that you’d meet again.

~*~

AN: Quick Drabble. Should there be more?

I have an entire outline ready for a multi-chapter fic.

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#pokémon #jessie x reader #jessie pokémon #jessie pokémon x female reader #femslash #reader insert #pokemon fanfiction #does anyone need this?

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joyboyish · 1 year

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ok so in this post, i mentioned that nami gives the strawhats money so they can decorate their rooms, and now i want to tell u guys what i think their rooms look like

luffy -

he probably has a little bit of everything.. like a race car bed, some dinosaur coat and hat hooks his beetle and frog collections is there and beside it is a little book robin wrote about what to feed each beetle (its written in very simple terms) its organized by name. think he has a book shelf in the shape of a rocket ship that has fun facts about his favorite animals and bed time stories when robin is too tired to make one up, theyre robins books and she reads to him since he is canonically the only person who doesnt have a book in the ships library. theres a dresser with beetle shaped handles but he has like 3 things in it. also he always has legos on the floor... no matter what

zoro -

he has a simple bed, simple dresser, simple decorations etc. the only notable things are probably the larg collections of workout materials, and protien powder.. he also has some pain ointments incase he hurts himself, chopper gave them to him and hed die before something bad happened to them. he doesnt rlly go in his room unless its for sleep so theres really not much there.. there isnt a closet bc he wears the same smelly thing everyday and washes it like once a month in the washing room

nami -

she has a loft bed w some bean bags under it, some nice comfortable sheets and what not.. some spare treasure lying around, probably some of her favorite maps up on her walls, or framed photos of the crew and her and bellemare/nojiko. her closet has lots of clothes in it, orginized by type of clothes. she has a caddy bag for her night time stuff, and she has lots of face masks and hair care products for various hair types so usopp and brook dont feel excluded

usopp -

he has a bunk bed! which on he sleeps on depends on his mood tbh but he loves the top bunk so much. he has various green stars on his dresser that he messes around w for stronger ammo. he has pictures framed all around the room, seeing a picture is almost as frequent as seeing his CLOTHES ON THE FLOOR!!!! he likes silly bed sheets and blankets a lot, and he has a journal where he writes down all of his adventures

sanji -

his prince side came out a bit tbh... HUGE bed w silk sheets, and puffy blankets, his closet is decked out in TONS of different suits and silk pjs. has cook books laid out on his nightstand displaying different recipes from different islands he wants to perfect. he probably has porn magazines under his bed tbh..

chopper -

his room has lots of pillows and blankets tbh... they couldnt find an adults bed he could reach and he didnt want a kids bed. usopp and franky made him a smaller adults bed but luffy got uoset bc that meant he couldnt fit in it when he sleeps over at his room, so chopper sleeps on the floor and his room is just covered in various blankets and pillows.. he likes it tho its like a huge bed

robin -

honestly her room is just a library w a bed in it... TONS of bookshelves and a bed in a corner... thats it

franky -

his room is also p simple, huge bed tho bc hes.. him. he doesnt own a closet bc he only wears undies.. his floor is covered in cola, oil, and unfinished projects.... its super sticky..

brook -

BAND POSTERS GALORE!!! tons of different instruments everywhere, he has a bed and a closet and thats p much it.. nots of music sheets tho! theres a trash w scrapped music ideas next to his door

jinbei -

hes a simple man! simple furniture and a neat room. he doesnt spend much time in it

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ufohio · 3 months

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On Kaleidoscope World, we use prompts to inspire standalone science fiction and genre stories from our writers. In the context of our collaborative setting, we use these stories to populate a fictional magazine called—you guessed it!—Kaleidoscope World. However, as standalone writing prompts, they really could be used by anybody looking to create a thematic sci-fi story. Go wild! The prompts featured here include special Pride, Valentine's Day, and Black History Month topics. The full text of these will be under the cut for anyone needing it.

Theme: The Search for a Kaleidoscope World! Prompt: Heaven. Utopia. Home. These are the words that launch voyages and sink ships. If we knew with certainty the Kaleidoscope World existed, we never would have come this far in search of it. For the first issue of the city of Earth’s favorite vintage pulp science-fiction publication, write about travelers and pilgrims who seek the titular, mythical planetary paradise—or about the people who find it when they’re not looking. Theme: Over the Rainbow Planet Prompt: Somewhere over the rainbow is a world of peace, love, acceptance, pride, romance, mystery, fantasy, and adventure. For this special issue of Kaleidoscope World, include reoccurring LGBTQ+ color schemes in a story OR write a LGBTQ+ protagonist in a classic plot from any genre. Theme: Rocket Summer Prompt: In the opening chapter of Ray Bradbury's The Martian Chronicles (1950), a rocket is launched in snowy January and creates so much warmth that winter is temporarily changed to summer in the nearby town: the ice melts, women shed their coats, and children go out to play in the streets. For the third issue of the city of Earth's favorite tales, write a story that takes place in a very hot climate or during this so-called "Rocket Summer." Theme: Fantastic Planet of Love Prompt: Love is a universal language—be you man, bug man, blob, or floating space jelly. Across the galaxy, all hearts speak, and though they can't always immediately understand the words, all creatures hear it. For this lovey-dovey issue of Kaleidoscope World, write about a couple (or more) from two (or more) different worlds and/or about aliens visiting a paradise planet on their honeymoon or honeymoon equivalent. Theme: Year on a Black Planet Prompt: Afrofuturism envisions the world of tomorrow through the lens of Black identity and history, combining science fiction and fantasy with themes of displacement, liberation, and diaspora. From P-Funk to Octavia Butler to Black Panther, Afrofuturism has been expanding American and global philosophy and imagination for years. For this special issue of Kaleidoscope World, imagine a dazzling African city in the far future, a planet influenced by African culture—or let yourself be inspired by examples of Afrofuturism in music and art.

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The Rocketeer Adventure Magazine #1: Cliff's New York Adventure

by Dave Stevens; Henry Mayo (C.) and Carrie Spiegle (L)

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#comico #The Rocketeer Adventure Magazine #art #dave stevens #comic book

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"I Finally Got The Message"

The Rocketeer Adventure Magazine #1 (July 1988)

Dave Stevens

Comico

#The Rocketeer Adventure Magazine #Dave Stevens #Comico #Great Comics #Great Comic Art #I Finally Got The Message

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Disney Adventures, December 1994

#Disney Adventures #science #1994 #1990s #illustration #Joe Rocket #magazine

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October 2022 Ace Attorney Events

Nothing more spooky than a few murder investigations, amirite?

As always, this post will contain SPOILERS. This one contains them for:

Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney

Ace Attorney: Trials and Tribulations

Ace Attorney: Dual Destinies

Dai Gyakuten Saiban

Dai Gyakuten Saiban 2

Do note that this post concerns only titles with an English release, so GK2 dates will not be present. All information is taken from the Ace Attorney Wiki’s timeline. I will also assume DGS takes place around 1900 and will use that year as a benchmark.

Also worth mentioning, October 7th is Recycle Your Plastics Day! Don’t forget to recycle those plastics and give your annual gifts, people!

Heere we go

~122 year anniversary of (~1900):

???, -1 year: A very mysterious letter containing the names of four very special people is sent from Britain to Japan.

???: A new volume of Randst magazine is released, containing the short story “The Adventure of Silver Blaze”.

21st: Under the cover of a failed teleportation device, Odie Asman is murdered... 22nd: ...and conveniently, Naruhodou Ryunosuke’s suspension is lifted a day later.

23rd: Susato Mikotoba returns to Britain just in time to assist with the current case in question.

23-24th: Said case goes to trial, with Albert Harebrayne as the defendant.

31st: And to top it all off, detective Tobias Gregson is murdered.

Six year anniversary of (2016):

15th: Dee Vasquez kills Jack Hammer in self-defense and ruins some fanboy’s childhood.

18-20th: Will Powers’ trial for the murder of Jack Hammer, and Edgeworth’s first series appearance.

Four year anniversary of (2018)*:

12th: Luke Atmey murders Kane Bullard. Probably because he wasn’t looking at him.

13th: Ron DeLite’s trial for stealing the Sacred Urn.

14th: Luke Atmey’s trial for stealing the Sacred Urn, as well as Ron DeLite’s trial for the murder of Kane Bullard.

*Please Note: This month is September in the Japanese version.

Two year anniversary of (2020):

7th: The UR-1 incident occurs. Metis Cykes is killed, and Simon Blackquill is arrested.

8th: The “HAT-1 Miracle” occurs after an attempt to sabotage said rocket fails. Solomon Starbuck is now forever afraid of space travel.

Four years until (2026):

6th: Drew Misham is murdered by everyone’s favorite black-psyche-lock-harboring villain, Kristoph Gavin.

8-9th: Vera Misham’s trial for the murder of Drew Misham. She is poisoned with atroquinine during the trial and is subsequently hospitalized. The juror system is used once, and never again.

10th: Vera awakens, marking the end of AJ:AA.

Five years until (2027):

23rd: Constance Courte is murdered by Aristotle Means, who may or may not have been a living statue. Who knows!

25-26th: Juniper Wood’s subsequent trial.

#ace attorney #ace attorney events #October 2022 #phoenix wright ace attorney #trials and tribulations #dual destinies #dai gyakuten saiban #dai gyakuten saiban 2 #the great ace attorney #the great ace attorney resolve

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