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froggymarsh · 1 month
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25 for the 1-100 ask game? ~Constellationprincess
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this song is everything anyways here u go
Drey sits perfectly still as Jay works on his hair. Her hold is feather light and her fingers are quick. She's braiding it, on the left side of his face, just beside his eye.
He opens his eyes as quick footsteps come hurrying into the quarters. In the corner of his eye, Chip appears behind Jay, with fists full of flowers, with Pretzel on his head.
"Got t'em!" he clumsily kneels next to Jay, out of breath, and begins laying the flowers out in a row on the floor.
Jay finishes the braid and pulls back. Drey gives her a smile and a gentle thank you.
"Look, look," Chip pulls at Jay's arm, pointing down at his flowers. Pretzel shifts from Chip's head to Jay's shoulder, gently rubbing her face against her cheek.
Jay giggles- "you picked good ones."
Drey nudges her kneed with his own. All of them look up at sudden, loud, wet footsteps above deck- and soon enough Gillion comes barreling into the cabin.
"Found them!" he shouts, and caught in his fist is a handful of flowing, multicolored ribbons. He, too, fans them out on the floor of the deck, his tail wagging and his grin bright.
"Good job on your treasure hunt, kiddos," Drey says. "Now remind me again what you were plannin' on doin'?"
"Uncle Drey, can we please do your hair?" Jay asks.
Drey heaves a long suffering, pretend sigh, and nods. Jay beams, reaching forward to start another braid. Chip and Gill cheer, scooping up their chosen flowers and ribbons and offering them to Jay.
"Don't do too much damage, alright?" Drey chuckles.
"I won't," Jay says, "promise."
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kitakami-zorua-kin · 2 months
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☭ (@blueberry-gills)
Battle intro: "Oh! The Alcremie guy! Gill, right? Let's have a fun battle, then!" Victory: "That was a ton of fun! Between Scovillain, Alcremie, and Klefki you really had me on the ropes! Ah, payment? No - no, absolutely not, no way! This was just for fun! I'm not taking your money-" Defeat: "Man, what a blast! You're stronger than you let on, huh? Ah, do I owe you anything? I've mainly got BB points - I could treat you to a meal or something, or get you an item from somewhere...?" Assist: "Here to help! Autumn, Dragon Cheer!" Taunt: "Uh - you're um - too nice? ... I'm not good at this-" Reacting to Taunt: "Heh - sorry, I mean, I've kinda heard a lot of this already... It doesn't really hurt my feelings, you know?" Tie: "Woo! What a rush - you want to go again, or do you want to take a breather for a bit? I'm cool either way!" Perfect Victory: "Woah! Not sure how I pulled that off - but hey, I am former Elite Four! Guess I have to be sorta good at this, right? Ah - you cold? Sorry, I keep forgetting not everyone's equipped for the snow - here, you can borrow my jacket- let's go get you a hot drink or something- on me!"
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starlightandspirits · 2 months
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(@blueberry-gills)
Battle Intro: "Alright, let's do this! Show me what you've got, Gill!"
Victory: "Oh-- That was a good battle! You had me on the ropes for a bit there..."
Defeat: "... Ah! Nice one! Why don't I treat you and your team to something in honor of your victory? Heheh."
Assist: "Don't mind me cutting in--! Heh. Cut in." [Aegislash used Sacred Sword!]
Taunt: "Don't let a defeat here haunt you too much, okay~?"
Reacting to Taunt: "H-hey now--!"
Tie: "... okay, that's actually pretty funny."
Perfect Victory: "... Uh. Gill, are you feeling okay...?"
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hellebore-petall · 5 months
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Can't wait to play this fucked up little guy on Friday! He's a (trans) circle of spores druid fisherman who drowned once while fishing and has no idea because the spores he has connected with his whole life kept him alive.
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dizzybizz · 3 months
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"this is regrettably the best kiss of your life, you understand?"
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wasyago · 8 months
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we're at it again🕺
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mumblesplash · 1 year
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🌴⌛️🐚🌊
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tractym · 9 months
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bluebeard’s wife
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thefiresofpompeii · 12 days
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the ninth doctor trusted rose enough to believe she would stay with him after his face changed. and twelve took some convincing but towards the end of deep breath accepted that clara would stay by his side no matter how old he looked. but thirteen was so used to losing people. her previous self had loved clara and lost her, he had looked after bill and failed to save her, he had tried to redeem missy and (to his knowledge) lost that cause too. no wonder she wouldn’t trust yaz to stay for her fourteenth face. no wonder she believed she ‘had to do this next part alone’. she had grown quietly distant with the new knowledge that she was no longer even an ordinary gallifreyan, not something of this universe, but outside of it, alien even to the aliens. isolated and inaccessible, standing on an invisible pedestal her ancestors placed her on — a pedestal that more resembled a cage. glass walls on all sides like the forced regeneration chamber. thin glass wall between her and yaz now, transparent but too solid to break through. harder than azbantium when there’s no solid footing to stand on.
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of course yaz would run when she saw her new self. of course she would leave. companions would never stay now, they would never fully understand. when thirteen said that she would need to do ‘this next part’ alone, by ‘next part’ she meant ‘the rest of her (potentially eternal) life’. it’s the classic gambit: push the one you love away before they get the chance to reject you. because they always will, now. either that or they die in horrible circumstances. better to flee like you’ve always done.
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this is why the bigeneration was a narrative necessity, why the giggle was the perfect vision of a positive finale. the original version of the doctor gets to settle down with people that he won’t lose. people that he won’t turn away from. people whose hearts he won’t inevitably break. he’s sitting there in the back yard and he’s not going anywhere…
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…yet somewhere out there in sheffield lives a police officer named yazmin khan. she’s not all sunshine and rainbows — all cops are bastards, after all. sometimes she takes her nameless rage out on a shoplifting suspect. sometimes she hands a parking ticket to a kid that didn’t deserve it. and sometimes she does genuine good for the community, sometimes she goes to the club and dances with strangers, sometimes she sits on the sofa and watches a documentary about space exploration and laughs at the painful inaccuracies. and many miles south, the doctor spends time with his family, but he’ll never get the courage to visit her. because she’d want to run away with him again. and he could never give her that, not anymore. anything but running.
yazmin khan loved the universe in the eyes of her doctor. oh, that doctor in the garden? the stay-at-home-doctor? he’s brilliant, but he would never be enough for her. his presence would never replace the cosmic vistas and myriads of stars thirteen gave her. and she’s never coming back
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lavender-rroses · 7 months
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read a fic where gillion made destiny’s blade out of water and i wanted to draw it
+some pretzels bc i love her
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froggymarsh · 3 months
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if i make gill have an accident will anybody even notice. he's so naturally wet can he just. get away with it....
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salemoleander · 1 year
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"My teeth hurt," Martyn says.
He and Scott are on the deck, enjoying the morning sun before it has the chance to get humid; Scott is busy crafting sugarcane into paper while Martyn is (ostensibly) trying to carve a bowl.
"What, like- cavities? We've only been here for a few days, and I know you're eating the same fish and dried kelp as me." Scott pauses, holding a fresh sheaf of paper. "-and if you're not, and you've been holding sweets out on me, I'll be pissed."
Martyn huffs a laugh, then grimaces when pain shoots up through his sinuses. Ambling over to the table, he half-sits, half-leans on the back of one of their deck chairs.
"Nah, same food as you. Man, I don't know what I did. TNT to the face carry over, d'you reckon?"
He grins, and Scott blanches. Well, shit.
"Alright, what's wrong with my mouth?" Martyn asks, stress rising when Scott doesn't answer. "I've still got teeth, right?"
Scott nods sharply. He wavers on an answer for a moment before sighing. "Yeah. You've just got some new ones, seems like."
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The hard part of suddenly having shark teeth, Martyn quickly discovers, is that they are not particularly designed for beings with lips, and certainly not ones that talk.
He tells Scott this, nursing several sore spots on his lips and tongue.
"Have you considered talking less?"
"Oh, screw you."
Scott rolls his eyes, and they go back to sorting through chests in companionable silence. Waves gently lap against the edge of their island, while bamboo canes creak and shift. After a few minutes Scott says, "In the- last time. I remember being relieved, a bit, that even though Cleo and I chose each other-"
"Exactly the conversation I wanted to have," Martyn deadpans.
"Would you shut up? Honestly." Scott smiles, but his jaw flexes as he does and Martyn resolves to shut up and let him say this, whatever it is. At least for the next ten or fifteen seconds. Probably.
"Anyways. I was a tiny bit relieved that I was paired with Pearl, because she was human. And I'd seen how it was for BigB getting canine features and Joel getting whatever the hell from Etho, and you, y'know..."
"Rotting?"
"Eugh. Yeah." Scott looks through their fence-lattice walls and out to the water. "But Pearl didn't stay human."
Martyn raises an eyebrow. (For effect. If Scott is doing a dramatic monologue towards the ocean, Martyn at least gets to make faces, whether or not Scott sees him. Them's the rules.)
"She got kind of... wolf-y? Or more accurately, the game made her wolfy. Not like Ren, not nearly that elegant a combination."
Scott's voice is bitter, an edge to it that Martyn associates with fireworks going off too-close by. "I woke up one morning and my teeth were sharp and there were too many for my mouth. And it hurt, and the worst part was knowing this wouldn't be happening if we'd just done what the game wanted."
Blinking, Martyn says, "Oh." Brilliant. Nailed the response, there.
"I just wanted to tell you. That it might- those might be my fault, because it seems like whatever runs this game doesn't like me very much. There's a reason I set up alone out here."
Martyn- ignoring the ache from his jaw and the kernel of self-interest that tells him to get while the getting is good- scoffs. "None of that, thank you! I don't care if bloody Herobrine has it out for you, we're sticking together."
Relief washes over Scott's face. Martyn adds, "If whoever runs this circus thinks unlimited knives for teeth is a punishment, they're mad."
"Clearly! You were already enough of a menace." Released from whatever tension kept him still, Scott reaches over to flip another chest lid up and starts rifling through. "It's like trying to annoy Joel by giving him too many TNT minecarts."
Martyn snorts. "Right! Once my mouth gets the memo about where everything is now I'll be doing fine- probably better than I was before! A supernatural entity trying to tell me who I can be friends with? C'mon, nothing that stupid is busting the Mean Gills up."
He almost believes it.
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starlightandspirits · 14 days
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♡ (@blueberry-gills)
●○○○○ | ATTRACTION ●●●●● | AFFECTION ●●●●○ | INTEREST ●●●●● | LOYALTY ●●●○○ | TRUST
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
If Coppelia was asked, they'd definitely describe Gill as one of their besties tbh
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plastic-pipes · 2 years
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⚾⚾🥎🌈🌈
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dizzybizz · 2 months
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the little chipper
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wasyago · 8 months
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i imagine it's quite chilly in the black sea (for the lack of sun and color), so they're wearing slightly warmer clothes now uwu
+ thoughts
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