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No streams this week because I take a little break. ("Mad Father p2" will be released though)
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You are trouble, and trouble follows me
Shadowing my moves, hiding in my dreams
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lmao i would love to be ronika this weekend😭 watching my hot nfl qb man playing my former hot nfl qb maybe man
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a very successful 3rd anni
weronika is X'd out bc A) i didnt get her card & b) i do not want her card
only really needed sophia from this but i got neo and elsie out of it too, really glad about sophia though she was the missing piece
oh yea, i got a 2nd copy of neo with elsies pull so cool stuff 😋
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Hey Again!
WHAT’S UP PEEOOPLLEE!
Remember dear ole me?
#@rasnak2#@hissterical nyaan#@rambheem is real#@eremin0109#@thewinchestergirl1208#@budugu#@ronika-writes-stuff
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It’s Black Cat appreciation day! To celebrate, here’s a drawing of my OC Ronika, and her cat [redacted]!
Her cat is very skittish around people, and only really trusts Ronika. She’s surprisingly good with other animals though, as long as they aren’t cats.
#art real#black cat#black cat appreciation#black cat appreciation day#original character art#original character#oc artwork#lixard#dh oc: Ronika#lixard oc: Ronika#goth#goth girl#goth oc#black cat oc#petworm is a northern journey reference#one of Ronika’s favorite games#she’s a#goth gamer girl#digital art#digital sketch
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Bheem and Ram in their Battle-outfits
The boys went on an adventure. On their mission, they had to get past the mountains and find their path through the fresh snow.
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@ronaldofandom @irisesforyoureyes @rambheem-is-real @yehsahihai @maraudersbitchesassemble @justmeand-myinsight @rambheemisgoated @jrntrtitties @obsessedtoafault @rambheemlove @jjwolfesworld @iam-siriuslysher-lokid @bromance-minus-the-b @ssabriel @milla984 @boochhaan @mesimpleone @carminavulcana @filesbeorganized @meastradeur @teddybat24 @fangirlshrewt97 @stanleykubricks @stuckyandlarrystuff @burningsheepcrown @veteran-fanperson @voidsteffy @ronika-writes-stuff @chaidrivenwhore @minusculetony @bheemaxrama @kaagazkefool
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9 people to get to know better
Thanks for the tag @kingfisherprince :)
LAST SONG : 'Govyachya kinaryava' which is a Marathi song in the konkani dialect, because I hate it when I've been surrounded by people who don't speak my mother tongue for extended periods of time so I play my Marathi playlist to just hear the language. It soothes me more than you can imagine 😊
FAVOURITE COLOUR : Ultramarine blue or sea green, because they both remind me of the ocean which in turn reminds me of home 💙
CURRENTLY WATCHING: It's a documentary called 'Bandon me tha dum' about the legendary Border - Gavaskar trophy series India vs Australia of 2020/21. My god the way we played cricket with a team at less than half capacity, countless injuries and hostile conditions, it is truly awe inspiring.
SWEET / SAVOURY / SPICY : Spicy all the way! Give me all the spice, I wanna burn my mouth 😁
RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Somehow found a guy? I don't know how it happened myself but we love him
CURRENT OBSESSION : As you can probably tell, it's cricket 😅. It seems to be the only thing I can write about these days
LAST THING YOU SEARCHED : Sertraline, which is an antidepressant drug. And no, I'm not depressed, I'm just a medical student who has to give a Pharmac in less than 10 days (which might actually be the same thing...)
Don't think I can tag 9 people for this, but...
@the-slythering-raven @madhare0512 @sleepstxtic @ronika-writes-stuff @ishuess
And anyone else who is interested! 😊
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🖤THE KING HAS ARRIVED🖤✨️✨️💫✨️🔥🔥🔥✨️💫💫✨️🔥🔥🔥✨️💫✨️💫✨️🔥🔥🔥✨️💫
@ronaldofandom @kaagazkefool @fangirlshrewt97 @ladydarkey @stanleykubricks @ssabriel @teddybat24 @burningsheepcrown @milla984 @minusculetony @carminavulcana @rambheemlove @ramcharantitties @jjwolfesworld @beingmes-blog @ronika-writes-stuff @umbrulla @yehsahihai @badtabbywhitecat @gifseafins @stuckyandlarrystuff @ramcharantitties @mesimpleone @boochhaan
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The schedule for this week:
Classic PSP game
Tierlists because….
Special Announcement on Wednesday
#envtuber#vtuber#therman#membersrf#ronika#therlive#virtuallifede#youtube#twitch#black rock shooter#black rock shooter the game#vtubers#video editing#video commissions#tier list#rlaxday#rtgs#r-force members#24/7#twitch vod
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.｡.✰ 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥 ✰.｡.
Ishman/ Shubhish :
RRR :
ICT :
#desiblr#indian cricket team#ict#ishan kishan#shubhman gill#ishman#shubman x ishan#shubish#cricket#jr ntr rrr#rrr fanfic#rrr movie#ram charan rrr#alluri sitarama raju#komuram bheem#rrr#rrr fandom
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Hey!! Could you please draw Hulevi and/or J-Ronika? Thank you!
j and veronika in my non despair au! :3
#sparrow.png#sparrow’s mailbox#danganronpa despair time#drdt#j rosales#j moreno#veronika grebenshchikova#jronika#fatigue has been kicking me in the ass so i might be a bit slow with requests#now that i’m thinking about it… they’re really cute…
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This fic is written for @ronika-writes-stuff , a very, very belated Happy Birthday to you <3
Bheema growled as they barreled through the dense undergrowth, stumbling across protruding vines. A few paces ahead, Arjuna danced in the rain, fleet and swift and beautiful.
“Angaraj!” he heard his brother call out, “do you not like the rain?”
Duryodhana exhaled noisily beside him. “Is it too much to hope he will slip and fall?”
Bheema agreed with the general sentiment; Arjuna’s antics were getting on his nerves. But damn him if he ever chose his homicidal cousin over his own brother.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” He sent Duryodhana a scowl for good measure.
“Actually, I would like an umbrella right now, and a sedan chair, but Arjuna shutting up is an acceptable alternative.”
Bheema called him a cuss word he would never dare pronounce in Yudhisthira’s earshot. His cousin burst out laughing in response.
Karna, who had abandoned any attempts at running, marched up to them. “Wait,” he said, catching Duryodhana by the arm and flapping his hand dangerously close to Bheema’s face. “Prince Sahadeva believes there is a cave close by.”
Bheema stopped, and Duryodhana did the same, leaning against a false ashoka. “Is this belief the result of some tangible evidence or is he doing his mind-manifestation thing again?”
“Oye!” Bheema scowled, swinging his mace up his shoulder, “I’m going to bash your head in.”
Duryodhana rolled his eyes but pushed himself off and Bheema stomped ahead of the sycophant and his king. He was ready to go home.
They marched the remaining hundred paces in silence. Sahadeva and Yudhisthira were huddling under an arched stone structure that once might have been a sprawling temple but was now reduced to a glorified rocky outcrop. Dushashana crouched beside them, close to Nakula. They were shaking their heads hard, fanning out their hair and sending sprays of water everywhere.
“What is wrong with you?” Karna demanded.
“I shook out more water than Nakula,” Dushashana told him proudly.
No, you did not.” Nakula thrust his head out into the rain again and started tossing his hair. “Look at this.”
Bheema rolled his eyes then noticed Yudhisthira taking a deep breath, clearly preparing some new lecture, and cast about for something to say before he began.
“I am hungry.”
Duryodhana stared at him. Arjuna started to laugh, “Are you ever not hungry?”
Bheema, who had blurted out the first thing on his mind in an attempt to distract Yudhisthira, blushed.
Karna hurried them all into the shelter. “It’s wet and cold,” he told Dushashana when the latter tried to drench his hair again. “You are going to forget about this match in half an hour. If you get sick, you will have to lay in bed for a week.”
“Oh, come on,” Dushashana grumbled, but complied.
Yudhisthira held out a hand to Arjuna. “Are you going to get some firewood?”
Bheema watched, a little bemused, as his brother bounded over a fallen log, and turned to Sahadeva. “Where is he going to find dry wood?”
Sahadeva shrugged and smiled. “Have patience brother. He will think of something.”
Bheema curled under the shade, huddling between his brothers. They watched in companionable silence as the rain slowed gradually, the pattering growing softer. Karna and Duryodhana had their heads together, murmuring in low voices. Once in a while there came distant whoops – Arjuna was certainly enjoying his duties.
Of course, because Yudhisthira could never let things be – he turned to Duryodhana and began, “So, how is the construction of the new quarters going?”
Karna jumped and Bheema smirked.
“Oh, pretty good. My mother is going to confirm the patterns on the balustrade today, and all the options look ravishing.” Duryodhana boasted.
“Oh,” Yudhisthira blinked, but was saved from thinking up an answer by Arjuna’s return. Their brother was dragging a dead stag behind him, grinning like he had won Draupadi’s swayamvar all over again.
“Where’s the firewood?” Dushashana asked.
“I forgot,” Arjuna told them.
“You forgot?”
Arjuna shrugged. “Okay, I did not want to. This was more fun.”
Yudhisthira rolled his eyes. Karna got up, stretched, and picked up Sahadeva’s axe, swinging it in his hands.
“No matter, Arjuna,” he said tauntingly, “I am sure you can eat raw flesh like a pisacha. For the rest of us, I will get you firewood.”
“Oi!” Bheema jumped up, clenching his fists, and narrowly avoided a head-on collision with the protruding rock. “You are just jumping to go, aren’t you? This is right up your lane.”
Karna snorted. “It is,” he said, “and you need better arguments if you want to defend your brother.”
And with that last piece of gratis advice, he was gone.
Bheema opened his mouth to continue, but Yudhisthira gave him a glare so stern he was compelled to roll his eyes and settle into sullen silence.
“We should get moving,” Nakula said, after a pregnant pause.
“Where are we?” Duryodhana demanded.
“Shouldn’t you know?” Bheema asked impatiently. “This forest is in your kingdom.”
“Look here-” Duryodhana began, but Yudhisthira intervened once more.
“It’s growing dark,” he pointed out, gesturing to where the patches of sunlight on the ground grew sparser and more diffused. “Maybe we should wait for the morning. We have food and we will soon have firewood. It is going to be safer.”
“It’s going to be boring,” Dushashana complained.
Arjuna shook his head. “I promised Draupadi we would not get in trouble. I vote for morning.”
“There are more of you,” Duryodhana grouched, but he must have agreed to it because he did not fuss anymore.
They fell into pairs – Duryodhana with his brother, the twins together, Bheema with Arjuna, and Yudhisthira the odd one out – and dispersed cautiously to gather materials to make camp.
They were hauling armfuls of underbrush to make their beds when Arjuna nodded behind him into the gloom. “Here he is.”
Karna emerged from the shadow of the trees, bundles of firewood on his shoulder. He took one look at the lumped beds, Yudhisthira’s half-skinned stag and flung the bundles into an untidy heap.
“Are these edible?” he asked Sahadeva, holding out his palm. Bheema spotted a bunch of herbs and some seeds.
Nakula peered over his brother’s shoulder and nodded. “Yes. Good job.”
In a rare moment of civility Karna nodded a vague thanks to the Pandava twins and started arranging the piles to build a fire.
Then, Dushashana ruined the moment (as he was wont to) by asking aloud, “Who is cooking?”
Yudhisthira looked up and offered, “Bheema perhaps?”
Bheema bristled, not because he did not want to cook, but because Yudhisthira had not even bothered to ask him if he was willing to burn a stag for eight people.
“I can’t cook very well,” he announced. “I think someone else had better do it.”
The others stared at him.
“What?” he asked defensively.
Duryodhana shook his head in amazement. “Who are you, and what have you done to Bheema?”
“You dumb thing,” Bheema sneered, “have you finally lost your sight as well as your brain.”
Dushashana rose beside them, but Duryodhana did not even take offence. He was still gaping at him.
“I don’t think,” Nakula began, “anyone expected to see the day when you refused to cook, Bhaiyya.”
Bheema sputtered, half in annoyance and half in betrayal, “Excuse you!”
There was a pregnant pause. Dushashana ventured cautiously, “So… what now?”
Bheema buckled under the pressure of several pairs of eyes and burst out, “Why don’t you do it?”
Karna, who had also stopped whatever he was doing to observe this playing out, stood up, sighed, and ruffled his hair. “Never mind, I’ll do it.”
This declaration was greeted with considerable suspicion by the rest of the group. Even Duryodhana, who had openly supported his then-commoner friend in front of the whole empire and his royal father, now blinked dubiously at him.
“What?” Karna asked, flinging out his arms. “I do know how to cook, you know.”
“I most certainly did not know that,” Dushashana muttered.
“Are you going to poison us?” Arjuna demanded.
Yudhisthira made a shushing sound, and Karna rolled his eyes hard enough to see the back of his head.
“If I decide to kill you, Arjuna,” the King of Anga enunciated slowly, “I will make sure I do it with a bow in my hands and a bow in yours.”
“Oh… um…” Yudhisthira looked taken aback. “Can we postpone all plans of homicide for a few prahars?”
“Sure,” Arjuna and Karna spoke at once.
“Then everything is settled?”
“I don’t want to eat his food,” Bheema told them.
There was a pause. Then Karna got up, swung the stag over his shoulder and glowered at Bheema.
“You know what? Stay hungry.”
With that, he was gone.
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“You know,” Bheema heard Nakula say, “this wasn’t actually that bad.”
“You sound surprised,” Karna observed.
“Do I?”
Bheema turned around and tried to block out the conversation. Since he had remained firm on his decision and refused to eat, the others had ganged up on him and sent him up a tree to keep watch. He would feel betrayed by his brothers, but he was far too hungry to care.
He heard them eating, and the occasional polite compliment floated between breaks in stilted conversation.
After a while, Sahadeva called out to him, “Bhaiyya, we are done. Do you want me to keep watch now?”
“No,” Bheema called back, although he just wanted to shout, ‘go away.’ “I am not sleepy. I will call you.”
“Huh,” Sahadeva muttered. “Not hungry, not sleepy, refuses to come down from a wet branch – what has happened to you?”
Bheema did not deign to dignify that with an answer. Yudhisthira came by sometime later to inform him that Arjuna had made his bush-bed, but Bheema ignored him as well. All he wanted was food.
Gradually the sounds of the camp quietened down, and the forest came alive. Moonbeams cut through the leaves like shards of glass, and crickets chirped in the night. Bheema heard the distant howl of jackals and shivered a little. His stomach growled.
Bheema looked over to their camp. His brothers lay sprawled over in various degrees of comfort – Nakula and Sahadeva were huddled together like newborn pups, and Arjuna had his head in a rather uncomfortable position on Yudhisthira’s arm. Karna and his cousins appeared asleep as well and Bheema gathered up the courage to venture closer.
The branches creaked and shuffled their leaves as he climbed down, but no one stirred. At the edge was a heap of banana leaves, and it was there that Bheema tiptoed.
Fate was not on his side, however, and when he parted them, he was disappointed to find a morsel of meat so lonely and small that he could not bring himself to eat it.
Someone coughed. Bheema jumped a foot in the air and spun around, heart pounding.
Karna had rolled on his side, watching him with glittering eyes. “Hungry?” he asked.
“No!” Bheema felt his face flame, and lowered his voice, “No, not at all.”
Bheema’s stomach chose that very moment to growl. The other man gave him an infuriating smirk, rolled over and stood up.
“Wait here,” Karna instructed, picking his quiver and bow, maneuvering around sleeping bodies, and disappearing into the forest.
Bheema sat there compliantly, feeling rather upset and a little foolish. He wondered if he should make off with the last piece, but the thought of Karna finding it missing was worse.
There was some rustling, and Karna reappeared, holding up an arrow with a dead rabbit skewered on it. Bheema was not faint-hearted by any means, but he had to turn away from the grisly sight.
“What are you doing?” he asked, as Karna added wood to the fire and settled down to skin his kill.
“This is for you.” He held up a hand to forestall his protests. “Starvation is not rebellion; you just end up being miserable.”
“I was not rebelling,” Bheema sulked.
“Sure.”
For a while they sat together in silence – not particularly comfortable, but not hostile either, which was more than what could be said of their previous interactions. Karna cleaned the flesh and seasoned it with more leaves and mounted it over the fire.
Behind them, Duryodhana stirred. “I smell food.”
“It’s not for you.” Karna told him.
“Everything you make is for me,” Duryodhana drawled. “Wake up, Sahadeva, there is more food.”
Bheema expected Karna to take offence, but the other man only smiled, sighed, and handed Bheema the rabbit.
“Might as well get some more,” he clarified in answer to his questioning glance. “Something tells me everyone will be up now.”
And so they were. That night the eight of them feasted once more – with great teasing at Bheema’s expense, until he pointed out how everyone was gorging themselves on their second meal of the night. Afterwards, they lay on their backs in twos and threes, talking quietly.
When morning came, they began their long trek back home. Bheema threw Karna a smile when no one was looking and got a reserved nod in response. Then, Duryodhana turned to Yudhisthira, who was telling them about Indraprastha, and said, “When we get back, would you care for a game of dice?”
#mahabharat#mahabharata#hindu mythology#karna#duryodhana#bheema#yudhisthira#yudhishthir#bheem#nakula#nakul#sahadeva#sahadev#duryodhan#arjuna#arjun#birthday fics#fics#boo writes
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hi I have no art so. I have a giant list of information I wrote down about my interpretations for the splat 3 promo kids. bc it's so fucking long I'll put most of them under the read more if you're curious. this is for you, very specific mutual
Veronika
"Veri" , "Ronika" , "Ron-ron" (by Hiro only) , Agent 3.0
roomates with Hiro, main caretaker of Smallfry
works at Grizzco, but is a liability due to hesitation to fight
brains < brawn, fight < flight
doesn't think before they act
wears heart on their sleeve
heart of gold, dumb of ass
Hiro
"Roro" (by Veronika/Yarwhal only) , Agent 3.1
roomates with Veronika, secondary caretaker of Smallfry
one sided crush on Veronika, and later mutual crush on Yarwhal
works at Grizzco, but is a liability due to hesitation to fight
brains > brawn, fight > flight
nervous and skittish. skeptical
tries to do the right thing in any situation, which leads to many moral dilemmas
despite hiding his emotions a lot he's pretty sensitive
anxiety
Yarwhal
"Yar" , "Whally"
brothers with Kayoss
mutual crush on Hiro
originally from the Octarian Army
made his way to the surface with Kayoss through the metro. managed to avoid getting dragged into the sanitization project
brains = brawn, fight > flight
very strategic and serious about games, but isn't a sore loser or anything. good sportsmanship
bit of a troublemaker, just silently. somehow gets his hands on things he DEFINITELY shouldn't have
has modified weapons before
Kayoss
"KK"
brothers with Yarwhal
originally from the Octarian Army
made his way to the surface with Yarwhal through the metro. managed to avoid getting dragged into the sanitization project
brains < brawn, fight = flight
dumb of ass with no braincell
shows off and often humiliates himself
tries to be his brother's wingman (somehow succeeds)
says stuff like "rizz" unironically
Anemone
"Mimi" (by Tako only) , "Annie"
roommates with Tako
brains < brawn, fight > flight
weirdly short but same age as everyone else
CHRONICALLY online.
games all day and gets gamer rage
streams games online
weirdly good at turf
says stuff like "lol" and "lmao" out loud
quotes memes constantly
Tako
no nicknames
roommates with Anemone
brains = brawn, fight > flight
sassy
probably gossips
tinkerer and definitely has modded weapons
regular at Ammo Knights
decorates their locker perfectly
also the mom friend
knows a lot of survival tips for some reason
Calamar
"Callie" , "Marmar"
lives by themselves
brains > brawn, fight < flight
albino
doesn't speak or emote much but isn't emotionless
chronic gambler at the shell-out machine
best grizzco worker out of everyone
guilty pleasure is learning tiktok dances and doing them in the bathroom
Stephanie
"Steph"
lives with their parents
brains < brawn, fight > flight
omg she's so crazy! love her!
most chaotic and unhinged of the group
throws parties for various events for everyone (bdays, squidmas, splatoween, etc)
super passionate about splatfest themes and will vehemently argue about the theme for hours
they wear the helmet cause they think it's cool. no one else does
spoils Smallfry like a grandma
#splatoon#splatoon 3#waffles splatoon ocs#octoling#inkling#splatoon veronika#splatoon hirooooo#splatoon promo kids
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