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solomonssock · 1 year
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Imagine taking Diavolo to the human world for his birthday with a promise to show him something unlike he’s ever seen.
You take him with you to traverse the wildlife of a national park, hiking over weathered earth while you take candids of his enthusiastic reactions to the unfamiliar scenery. You send the snapshots to Lucifer and Barbatos throughout the day, assuring them of your safety and reveling in how adorable your lover looks. 
Imagine how your heart swells as you take in the wonderment and childish glee that overcomes him as he insists that you two stop at each infographic on the trail. It’s necessary that he take in each one, he tells you, so that he can learn more of the world you were born upon, and how it formed. 
The world he appreciates as an extension of you.
Imagine explaining to Diavolo how the sun’s warm caress can soon come to burn as you lather him in sunscreen - how he purrs his thanks as you delicately rub the lotion into hard-to-reach areas, and check him over to make sure he didn’t miss a spot. His grin is as unwavering as always, but his eyes are another story. Unlike how they shimmer beneath the Devildom moon, Diavolo’s eyes glimmer in the human world's sunlight. 
This time, you make a selfish request for him to briefly remove his glamor and pose him for a picture that you send to no one. The way the specks of gold scatter through the trees and shift across his skin, blending into his eyes and the collar of his true form, is just for you to admire - your golden Adonis. You press a kiss to his cheek when you two finish, standing on the overlook and spending some time drawing out pictures in the clouds that float by as he hugs you close.
Imagine his complete and utter fascination with the cavern tour you’ve surprised him with. You laugh at how often he has to duck beneath the drapery formations to avoid hitting his head, but grip his hand as tightly as he holds yours as you both traverse deeper and deeper into the earth. Admittedly, snippets of the tour go over your head as you stare at him, unabashedly. You can’t help it with how cute he looks, enraptured by the tales your tour guide spins of human history, strife, and success. He asks questions as to how they initially uncovered and cleaned out the cave, how they’ve preserved the structure, and how they currently manage upkeep. When he is not inquiring, he points out every bat that crosses your path. He coos at how their little feet and talons grip onto the crevices and gasps when the guide shows him closely how they are able to use their wings to hold themselves up as they rest. 
Imagine that near the end of the tour, the guide gives you guys a special treat and turns off all the artificial light planted throughout the cavern. Pitch blackness enshrouds you and robs you of your sight, but you don’t panic. This deep into the earth, there is no noise pollution; a pin could drop and all would hear. Yet, all you hear is the small murmurs and shuffling of the other ongoers who remark at how fascinating and terrifying this is - that no wonder humans once thought only demons resided deep within the pits of this cave. You smirk at that, squeezing Diavolo’s hand. He squeezes your hand in kind before he tugs it gently.
You quietly follow him as he pulls you a bit further from the group. Although you cannot see him, you feel him turn to face you before he kisses you deeply. Yes, humans were made to live in daylight; but demons thrive in darkness. You shiver as the ridges on his wings slide against you, embracing you as they push you into his chest. You melt into his hold as he tenderly rubs his thumbs beneath your eyes, whispering softly so that only you can hear among the murmurs behind you.
“Never will you need to fear the dark or demons, my heart. For I will be your eyes, your strength to command, and swear to guide you safely back to me when you stray too far from my side.” 
Imagine how happily he digs into the plate he’s ordered at the nearby diner, famished from your long trek. He’s tried most of the teas before finally settling on a classic vanilla shake. The warmth of his hand seeps into your own as he interlocks your fingers atop the table.
You admire his features as the shadows and sun rays pass over him. He intently watches the sun set through the glass window beside you both.
“Volo,” you shake his hand when the last of the sun has dipped beneath the horizon, stars starting to prickle the night sky, “what did you think? Did you have fun?”
“I believe,” he begins, thumb rubbing over each of your knuckles with great reverence as he lovingly looks to where your hands meet, "I am the happiest I have ever been.”
“I also believe,” he takes another sip of his shake and you laugh as you have to thumb off some cream that catches on his lip, “ah-thank you, beloved. Yes, I think tours like this would do well in the Devildom, don’t you? How revolutionary would it be, to be able to share our lands natural formations with other realms, just as you’ve granted me the pleasure of today?”
You smile at the prince, marveling at his endless enthusiasm for, and dedication to, his dream. You know you should hold your tongue. When your love is enamored with an idea, he tends to run with it without thought to the paperwork that piles up as a result.
But you could never deny him. Strong as you may be, you do not have the heart to snuff out the awe that sparkles in his eyes.
“I think it would be a great way for our people to be introduced to the history and customs of one another. A beautiful showcase of the tenacity of each realm and an experience which could peak interest in the scientific study of our vastly different wildlife,” you muse.
“It would be interesting, too, if we could fund some research and uncover ways in which our lands may be compatible, especially in terms of agriculture. It would be good if we could open up trade between the realms sometime soon, and even better if we could grow some food appealing to both groups in either realm to encourage joint food establishments. Maybe a restaurant or food court you can visit after the tour?” 
Your heart flutters as he brings your hand up to his lips and presses a chaste kiss onto the skin there.
“You astonish me as always, my heart. Truly, we are fortunate to have your insight on these matters.” 
“And I,” he leans over the table, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, ”am fortunate to call you mine.”
Later, before you call for the check and prepare to return home, you make sure to set a reminder on your D.D.D. to treat both Barbatos and Lucifer to a bottle of expensive demonus for the unintended work you’ve set out for them.
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diamondpastry · 5 months
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Bro AINT NO WAY THAT YOURE NOW A PLA FAN I LITTERALY HAVE SEEN YOUR ANIMATIONS SINCE 2017 AND NOW YOU DRAW THE BELOVED TRAIN MEN AIDIDUEIUFJEUSJGK?? YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BAFFLED I AM WITH THIS DISCOVERY‼‼ i have been a big fan of ur art u have no idea how happy i am to see one of my fav artist from back then feed my hyperfixtation brainworms
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HELL YEAH im a massive pkmn fan in general and god trainmen completely grabbed me after that unova themed dlc
iiiive always been uber interested in volo but it appeared to be reawakened after ....... trainwreckshipping ...........
BUT HI HI NICE TO SEE U AGAIN IM MORE LOWKEY NOW the entire yt thing was overwhelming but im happy to provide for your hyperfixation c:
just look away from my other interest 🥰🥰
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gemsofgreece · 2 years
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ΕΠΙΘΕΤΙΚΟ ΜΑΡΚΕΤΙΝΓΚ
Εμένα πάντως με έπεισε. Φέτος μόνο Βόλο και Λούτσα.
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jestersbunny · 10 months
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once again laughing at how horny the chara.ai bots can get like DAMN let us FUCK >:v I feel like i'm 18 writing my first smut fic all over again with how i have to word things to get around the filters.
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valsdelulucorner · 9 days
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Important question for obey me fans
I have heard many people pronounce Diavolo differently and im just wondering, how do you pronounce it?
Dee-a-volo
Die-volo
Die-a-volo
Dia-vilo
Dia-volo
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nyahchan · 1 year
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Diavolo's anatomy session
Diavolo x fem! reader (obey me)
Imagine
Diavolo calling you to his private quarters so that he can learn about the human anatomy
TW:18+
(Idk how to do the read more thingy)
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Diavolo called you over to his private quarters because he wanted to learn more about the human body, you obviously complied thinking it would be harmless
Now you wonder how you got to this point, you bent over his desk, your body fully naked, him circling his fingers around your cunt just to see what kind of reactions you give
"L-lord dia-volo- s-top, m-gonna" you try to get away as you're so close to releasing but your pride won't let you do that in front of the prince of hell, he looks like he's genuinely just interested in learning human anatomy, you cumming would be the most embarrassing and awkward thing in history, as you keep thinking that, you suddenly notice diavolo's pace getting faster when you mentioned him to stop, it's as if he knows you're close (which is obvious) but it looks like he wants that to happen, as you're lost in the feeling of trying to supress your body's urges, you hear diavolo saying "you can cum, it's alright, it's not embarrassing, don't worry, it's human nature" as he strokes your hair with his other hand, as if, right on cue to hearing diavolo give you consolation, you release all over his hand, the sensation drowning you as you become a moaning mess, diavolo helps you ride your high
Your face flushed red from the embarrassment when you feel diavolo carry you onto his bed, your eyes widen as you see diavolo smirking "I want to learn about human reproduction" "you'll help me learn that right?... Right?"
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silversparkz · 2 years
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I require more Di-nya-volo
Agreed! More Dia-nya-volo! 🥰🥰
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gleaming-glasses · 5 months
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hi there! i’ve seen your pokemon villain tarot pieces and i think they’re really neat, and the colors especially are very striking - how do you choose the color palettes for them?
Thank you so much! I can go into each one since they all had their own inspirations so if you’re interested in knowing more about that then read on!
For starters, I set the limitation that each card has a base pallete of two hues to help with consistency. Lighting, shading, and effects could be different hues, but the base could only be two. I also decided that I wouldn’t use any pure white, black, or achromatic greys as they felt like loopholes in the two hue rule.
Sada and Turo already had a distinct orange and purple theme, so it made sense to lean into that. While trying to think of things to fill up empty space that matched the palette, I thought of how orange marigolds are used to decorate during Dia de los Muertos and that both Sada and Turo had a variant of volcarona, who has orange wings. With that in mind, I decided to decorate the wings in the shape of a flower as a way to tie it back to the death theme.
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For Volo I decided to use the yellow already present in his design and red as a show of how intense his feelings were at that point, a powerful palette for a powerful trainer. The red also helped tie in giratina who I knew would be an important part of the composition. I wanted this palette to convey a feeling of intensity, way more than any other card.
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Chairman Rose was tricky, compared to other villains he doesn’t have too strong a signature color. I decided to lean into his name (rose) and do pink with blue to be the screen he’s on in the stadium and Leon’s figure at the bottom. I went with such a non threatening palette to reflect how Rose was not seen as a threat by the player for large part of the game. He leaned into a friendly demeanor and so I felt the palette should reflect that.
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For Giovanni at first I thought to use his signature colors of red and black. However, if I did that it wouldn’t be pure black, but rather a very dark shade of some other color, and I didn’t like how that was looking. I started thinking of things Giovanni reminded me of and one thing was wine, which tends to make me think of bright yellows and deep reds or pinks. I also knew I wanted his persian in the card and personally like the head canon that it’s shiny, so using those yellows and pinks worked really well!
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Guzma, Lusamine, N, and Ghetsis each had relations to each other in game and I wanted their cards to reflect that. For N and Ghetsis, that would be by them sharing green and being surrounded by dragons. Ghetsis colors were mostly inspired by his coat and the colors of a shiny hydreigon. For Lusamine and Guzma it was by sharing purple and by having guzma hang by Lusamine’s arm. After that I leaned into the gold in Guzma’s design and a bright blue for an eerie, otherworldly effect of Lusamine.
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Lysandre and Cyrus got similar palettes for opposite reasons. Lysandre’s signature color is orange while Cyrus’ is cyan. Blue and orange together make for good contrast with being complementary colors. I gave Lysandre dark blues to help make the oranges pop. Meanwhile Cyrus got bright orange to reference the red chain.
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Finally, for Jessie, James, Meowth, Maxie, and Archie, I felt their signature colors were so well known that I had to use them. It wouldn’t make sense to use anything other than red and blue for Maxie and Archie. Maybe there’s some leeway with Jessie and James, but for them I figured if I didn’t use one of their colors, then I shouldn’t use either, and why would I do that when purple and pink work so well for them! And they came together nicely on Meowth.
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And that’s all of them! I hope that answered your question👍
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libero-de-mente · 4 months
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La Cassiera
Nel supermercato vicino a casa mia, da qualche giorno, è arrivata una nuova ragazza. Credo appena assunta vista la giovane età.
Vedendola è la versione femminile di mio figlio n. 1, stesso colore di capelli (solo che i suoi sono mossi), occhiali da vista su occhi chiari e carnagione bianca. Classica di chi è rossiccio di capelli.
Questa mattina mi sono fermato per un acquisto al volo e quando sono giunto alla cassa eravamo solo io e lei. Nessun altro in fila.
Noto che mi fissa. Cerco di interpretare quello sguardo e riesco a sistemarlo in una scala di valori delle emozioni che va da serenità ad angoscia. La posizione su questa scala è: ansia.
Tra me e me penso: "Ma si, non è abituata. È nuova suvvia. Avrà paura di sbagliare nel battere lo scontrino, poverina, magari si è già dimenticata l'uso corretto del POS o il comando per aprire la cassa".
Passati i miei acquisti sopra il lettore dei codici a barre mi dice il totale.
- Pago con il Bancomat, grazie - le dico.
Sospira con sollievo - Meno male - le esce in maniera impercettibile dalle labbra.
La guardo fissa.
Mi guarda fisso.
- Discalculica? - le mormoro così senza averci pensato e di pancia.
- Sì - risponde con un sorriso grande come una casa.
- Lo sono anche io, benedette le carte per pagare.
- Non me lo dica - risponde quasi come se fosse un sottile miagolio.
Mi si apre il cuore, e darle del tu mi viene spontaneo, potrebbe benissimo essere coetanea di mio figlio.
- Ma t'immagini - le dico a bassa voce - cosa sarebbe successo se tu mi avessi detto quattordici euro e trentacinque centesimi? E io non avessi un bancomat?
- Uh, cosa?
- Panico. Avrei tirato fuori la banconota più alta per non calcolare le monete.
- Mi avrebbe dato venti euro allora?
- Ma anche cinquanta!
- Cinquanta?! Addirittura?
- Si per sicurezza.
- Urca.
- Poi tu avresti cominciato con "Non ha trentacinque centesimi che le do trentasei euro?". Sarei diventato rosso. A quel punto vedendomi così mi avresti detto "Se vuole mi dia un euro e trentacinque centesimi, così io le do trentacinque euro". Sarei diventato viola. Capisci il dramma che abbiamo vissuto prima dell'avvento dei pagamenti digitali?
- ...
- Tutto bene?
- Ehm, si... si. Credo.
- Credi?
- Si, credo di essermi persa.
- Dove?
- Ai trentacinque centesimi per darle trentasei euro.
- Ah, dici che ho sbagliato?
- Aspetti un attimo - mi risponde mentre maneggia con una calcolatrice - no, tutto giusto.
Prendo il sacchetto con la spesa, i raggi del sole che entrano dalla grande vetrata dietro di lei le creano un'aurea surreale di riflesso su capelli. Stessi riflessi e colori di mio figlio, quello che chiamo "Generoso Cuore Solitario". Mi sciolgo. Sono così adorabili coloro che hanno delle DSA e un cuore generoso. Credo che lo abbia anche lei. Un cuore senza centesimi e a prezzo arrotondato.
- Buona giornata - mi dice.
- A te e ricorda... hasta la discalculia siempre.
Ride, si porta la mano sulla bocca come per una cortesia mentre le parte una risata che strozza sul nascere.
Da oggi ho la mia cassiera preferita.
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whichuniverseisthis · 3 months
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Today double post to make up for yesterday. Beware of spoilers!
First - Vs Lopunny
Previous - Vs Ledian
Next - Vs Rotom
Last - Final dimentional duel XI
Chapter 13 / Chapter 429
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So it is confirmed that the Castle was there before the Battle Frontier, and it already was a battle facility. It's quite interesting that later in XY they introduced the Battle Maison, which is basically the same thing, though of course with different rules.
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Oh yeah, back when the types were only seventeen. Anyway, in HG I once managed to defeat Argenta in the first match with Togekiss, she had Vaporoen. I lost right after, and I never reached 170 battles. The Hall may be fast, but it's also extenuating.
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The small detail that Rapidash is the only one not damaged because the others protected him with Looker and Buck on (we ignore that in the next panel he's shown damaged anyway).
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One thing I like about this arc is that the protagonists don't just have all the legendaries. Dia and Pearl have Regigigas and Rotom, Charon has Heatran and Giratina, Marley has Shaymin, Palmer has Cresselia, and so on.
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The "You can still defeat it, I know you can!" honestly gave me the chills. That's how you feel when you have a Pokémon in the games that you love using because you're sure it will give you a sure win.
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Uhuh, a second look at Giratina after the ending of DP. How could this get contextualized with PLA? Maybe the protagonist back then drew this? Or maybe it was Volo? Or maybe yet this belonged to Cogita, who knows.
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Ahhhhh, it's that moment, the part where I cry in joy because Platinum instantly realized Palmer gave her the same sensations Pearl did, ahhhhh -
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Palmer being the only father in Pokémon overall that recognizes to be a shitty father, great job! He's lucky Pearl still loves him, even if he doesn't show it directly.
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You can't expect me to act normal when they talk about Pearl like this though. Platinum is so greatful for all the help he gave her, she's probably thanking him for the times he was stern and kinda bossy, too. I love the Sinnoh protagonists so much.
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scorcidipoesia · 6 months
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''Non hai nemmeno più l’età per romperti il cuore in così tanti pezzi, perché sei diventata più fragile, mentre correvi di qua e di là a caccia d’amore.
Sei diventata più fragile e nemmeno te ne sei accorta.
Così fragile da pensare che è meglio una vita così,
grigia e triste e con la luce accesa la sera, quando rientri a casa, piuttosto che il solito volo in mezzo alle emozioni che ti lascia stremata e bisognosa di cure, senza nessuno che te le dia, le cure di cui hai bisogno.
Con tutti che ne approfittano perché di solito ti presenti come una che sa cavarsela da sé; e nessuno che si accorge che anche basta, non hai più voglia di cavartela da te.
La solitudine sono i mille compromessi a cui cedi tra te e te quando giustifichi le mancanze altrui, e ti trovi a battere i piedi come una bambina perché vuoi amore, cazzo, amore e attenzioni e nessuno che capisca quanto, porca puttana quanto, e già mentre fai capricci ti sgridi per niente bonariamente in nome della donna che vuoi essere e non sei.
La solitudine è non esistere, come oggi,
e sapere con certezza che non se ne accorge nessuno. ''
Paolo Giordano - La solitudine dei numeri primi -
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Well, er, greetings! My name is Adaman, former Diamond Clan leader, to be formal. But please call me Adaman. No formal titles are necessary.
I’ve been deceased and a ghost for at least a century, I think? …It’s hard to be punctual when you’re drifting around the distortion world. I’m on here because I craved new human contact…
Before you ask any questions about me crossing over: this universe is nearing the season of “Día de los Muertos,” known as Day of the Dead. That’s when the border between the Distortion World and land of the living weakens, and how my spirit was able to cross over more easily. I, and the other spirits, will also be fully corporeal on said day!
Finally, my presence in the device has cut off contact with my great (for short) grandson and his… friend. Neither are reachable, possibly due to how the universe or this application works.
Ah, wait. My wife says I should list my pokemon. I have a leafeon, vaporeon, and umbreon. They do not like pokeballs, but are “caught” for simplicity! I am also a previous holder of Lord Sinnoh’s- er, Dialga’s. You may possibly know Him as Alwin, however.
//THIS EVENT IS A PREQUEL/TEASER FOR MY ASK BLOG DIA DE LOS MUERTOS EVENT !! Which will be awesome I hope !
Also a thank you for (almost) 85 followers! That’s insane to me tbh
Basic distortion world lore:
- functions similarly to Erebus in Greek mythology. Different “tiers” for different levels of goodness, I guess. The distortion world seen in dppt is the lowest tier, the one where Giratina directly reigns from. (It’s also where Volo and Cyrus are stuck but that’s not important)
- spirits can go between the tiers (except the last one) whenever they want though. So the tiers themselves are kinda meaningless to them.
- the only pokemon who can cross through from the land of the living to the distortion world is Yveltal (named Jasper). He is the only current god of death, but (spoilers for ask blog) there used to be three.
- spirits have a sorta Coco/Elena of Avalor theme. They can directly commune with the land of the living on día de los muertos, and the closer it is to the holiday the stronger the connection. In universe it’s currently August, so the connections pretty strong.
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ambrenoir · 3 months
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Non hai nemmeno più l’età per romperti il cuore in così tanti pezzi, perché sei diventata più fragile, mentre correvi di qua e di là a caccia d’amore. Sei diventata più fragile e nemmeno te ne sei accorta. Così fragile da pensare che è meglio una vita così, grigia e triste e con la luce accesa la sera, quando rientri a casa, piuttosto che il solito volo in mezzo alle emozioni che ti lascia stremata e bisognosa di cure, senza nessuno che te le dia, le cure di cui hai bisogno. Con tutti che ne approfittano perché di solito ti presenti come una che sa cavarsela da sé; e nessuno che si accorge che anche basta, non hai più voglia di cavartela da te. La solitudine sono i mille compromessi a cui cedi tra te e te quando giustifichi le mancanze altrui, e ti trovi a battere i piedi come una bambina perché vuoi amore, cazzo, amore e attenzioni e nessuno che capisca quanto, porca puttana quanto, e già mentre fai capricci ti sgridi per niente bonariamente in nome della donna che vuoi essere e non sei. La solitudine è non esistere, come oggi, e sapere con certezza che non se ne accorge nessuno.
Paolo Giordano da “La solitudine dei numeri primi
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agent-jaselin · 7 months
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Hi again! I've been fascinated by your livethrough(is that a word?) of Calem in BG3 and have been inspired to throw my wol into faerun as well djdjjdj would love to hear more abt Ur Guy in his Situations!
aw thank you so much! yeah I'm absolutely planning on drawing more :3 Though I've gotta catch up on other stuff XD
A couple fun things for now though: When Jaheira offered him the wine he said no on principle because of the WoL issue with getting drugged or poisoned or kidnapped whenever they try to have a nice meal. XD I didn't know she'd actually poisoned it.
And, though I'm still very much in act two, I've seen some of the videos with Cazador and you can bet the only reason he didn't pounce on his head and start biting and clawing is cause Astarion had a hand on his shoulder like "not yet".
He does pounce on his head when he magic drags Astarion up onto the dias though. "weapons? What are those it's feral time"
considering Eorzeans everything is made of magic/aether. and the closest to anti magic is "silence". Kinda tempted to assume sussa flowers and anti-magic fields could actually kill Calem given enough time.
Just love this tiny man being put in situations. He was supposed to have a vacation.
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Here's what he looks like in each game, his more canon look from Final Fantasy, and then my best attempt to mimic it in Baldur's gate XD thinking of combining the two a bit maybe. (part of me thinks I should have pushed the age gauge farther in bg3 but the other part is like "lore wise Miqo's literally stop aging at 20")
(he has the volo eye but that was just me wanting see invisibilty. Actually in story Calem smacks Volo in the face like an annoying dog before it gets that far.)
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infelixvoluptas · 9 months
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Allora, per chi non fosse avvezzo alle regole non scritte vigenti nella mia città, dovete sapere che la focaccia a Genova si compra rigorosamente utilizzando come unità di misura gli "euri" (al plurale, es. "Mi dia tre euri di focaccia") o le "slerfe" (lett. grandi fette, unità utile soprattutto quando la si compra per un pranzo al volo e la si mangia direttamente dalla carta, es. "Quanta gliene dò? Faccia una slerfa che tanto la mangio subito").
Fatte queste dovute premesse, oggi vado dal panificio (sempre lo stesso perché i genovesi sono estremamente abitudinari) e chiedo 2 euri di focaccia.
La commessa dopo avermi fatto ripetere due volte il quantitativo richiesto, arrivati alla cassa mi fa "sono due euro e settanta".
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coronetspears · 9 months
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Thinking about my knight au I drew for pokémon ship week.
So Cynthia is basically Giratina’s host, but technically it should’ve been Volo, who basically just picked up Cynthia, dragged her to hell and told giratina “yeah that’s your new host now bye”, which left Volo able to leave the distortion world and do some evil shit or something (maybe haunt dawn who knows). Since being bonded to giratina is arceus’s punishment for Volo, he had to find a descendant of his that was close enough to him appearance and genetic wise in order to trick Arceus into thinking that Volo was still with Giratina (which wasn’t hard considering arceus probably forgot about volo). And unfortunately Cynthia fits the bill.
I think that a confrontation between cyn and dia could go down too (likely when they’re on their ‘Diantha time to meet your destiny and beat up giratina’ expedition) . Maybe when Diantha sees Cynthia coughing up antimatter (which she’s never seen but Cynthia has been dealing with that for a while). It leads to an argument, where Cynthia reveals she’s bonded to giratina, and she yells “you know what? Fuck it. I’ll make it easier for you to meet your bullshit destiny” to which Diantha is still silent since she’s still processing what Cynthia said. Cynthia continues with “defeat me, lady Diantha. I’m right here”. At this point it gets dramatic and giratina’s shadow is hovering over them. Then the dramatic moment gets cut short as Cynthia has another coughing fit (Gira is looking concerned). Diantha goes “No.. I can’t. Just- give me a moment” and walks away to think about what happened in the past hour or so.
Sometime later Cyn and Dia are talking and basically deduct that Cynthia probably isn’t the evil that diantha’s prophecy was talking about, and it was likely volo instead (it is). Their reasoning was that since Cynthia only got unexpectedly bonded to giratina about a decade ago, and this prophecy was hundreds of years old, it likely couldn’t be Cynthia.
Cynthia also has a lot of issues with Arceus. Before she was bonded to giratina, she used to believe wholeheartedly in Arceus, even wanting to meet it (not on the same level as Volo. It was more of a ‘what if’ thing). It was common for those from Celestic town to believe in Arceus, so Cynthia grew up believing in it. After bonding with Gira, she started resenting it, believing that this was Arceus’s doing. It kind of wasn’t, but she mostly wanted someone to blame. Cynthia absolutely despises white and gold color combos and prefers black and gold.
that’s kinda it for now, I might talk about it more if I feel like it jdkajdjs
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