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murdermitties · 2 years
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if requests are open: could i get a tadpole design? i miss the youngest tigerson,we were robbed of a character arc
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Sasha & Tadpole
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lieu-rey · 1 month
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first meeting
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blazingblorbos · 11 days
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Phenomenal.
Absolutely phenomenal
Web event releases and literally all it is, is Arlecchino killing 2 (3) men. Congrats. here's your rewards!
I saw a tweet earlier this morning that said
"genshin saw people mad at chiori for throwing a man out of her shop and their honest reaction was making arlecchino kill one in her teaser"
AND I CACKLED SO LOUD so seeing this now, I just had to share it with you all
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justablah56 · 4 months
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woooo guess who made an actual lineup for s2
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gonna try n do one for the dads and kiddads too , so maybe look forward to that eventually cbsnndnd
close ups below the cut :3
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oceanwithouthermoon · 3 months
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hi you will understand my view
saiki has a lot of boxes full of shopkins and miniature things in general
one day in the middle of a hang out w the gang they're bored in his room and he pulls out one of this bad bitches
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ignore the low quality 😭
FUCKKKK YESSS. I DO. I DO UNDERSTAND.
there needs to be like a masterlist of kusuos fixations/special interests LOL but mini things is definitely one of them.. i like to imagine him with a little dollhouse full of shopkins and other mini things so he can shrink down to their size and hangout inside.. sorry that's so silly but i love it LMAO imagine his parents walking into his room and hes in a little mini hammock in a barbie dreamhouse..
omg kusuo writes in a diary but nobody can read it because its mini and he writes in it when hes tiny..
sorry im gonna keep adding my own stupid things to this but. some of his other fixations include zelda, my little pony, mario kart, hot wheels, stuffed animals, the frozen movies (specific ik), vocaloid (pjsk)..
remember how he made his dads figurine move like a real robo-suit when he was in it ? that but with hot WHEELS and those little mario kart figures oh my GOD. sorry.
i still believe that all of the objects and collections he's accumulated because of his fixations are all in hidden places around his room because he's embarrassed of them since like. collecting cute plushies and shopkins isnt a thing the average teenage boy would do. like his closet and the space underneath his bed or even boxes underneath his desk are like portals to another fucking world bro.
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druidshollow · 6 months
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dunes rise to villainous power
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gohandinhand · 1 year
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Right at the very beginning of 2x01, when Ava gets to the bar late for her shift and Hans tells her she’s late? And her reply is “my roommate forgot to set the alarm” and Hans’ reply is that super sarcastic “yeah, okay”
The somewhat hidden layer here is Ava incorrectly uses the masculine form of “my roommate” - mein mitbewohner instead of meine mitbewohnerin
So maybe Ava just has bad beginner German (highly possible) but also maybe her German is decent and she’s trying to hold up some ridiculous cover story about her and Beatrice not living together. Except Hans has 0% fallen for any of this and clearly knows who actually runs Ava’s life schedule and now it’s turned into an inside joke because Bea still doesn’t want to break the cover story
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codecicle · 4 months
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Hey bestie voted for the one and only JuanaFlippa!! Could I perhaps have our girl as a DnD DM ? (She would cause so much chaos just like her father lmao)
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she's saying this because charlie made another character that he didn't realize would fall in gay love and then his character Fell In Gay Love
‼️ vote for either flippa or grizzly in the transmcytshowdown and send proof to get a little doodle of your request ‼️
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fahbev · 1 month
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hello yes I have just finished reading Red Robin can you tell who my favorite character is?
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Where are my Tam Fox enjoyers?
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sevenrs · 8 months
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all the songs selfie doodles i made for sqs
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mo-ok · 5 months
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cleaned up some of my gingaman sketches <3 <3 <3
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pigeonwhumps · 3 months
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Telepathy and doctors
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Santhiya, aged five, gets taken to the doctor's to find out why she keeps fainting all the time.
Based on this.
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CWs: minor whump (kinda), medical setting (mostly), mentions of bullying, fear of abandonment, mention of abandonment of a child, superpowers whump, fingerprick test (brief), mention of other medical tests, chronic condition/disability
"She keeps fainting," explains Santhiya's mum to the doctor, via an interpreter. Really, Santhiya thinks as she swings her legs back and forth on the chair, she's a bit insulted. She could do it.
"How often does this happen? And how long do these fainting episodes last?"
"Two or three times a week. It's only about a minute or so, but they worry us."
"I understand that," says the doctor calmly, writing something down. "Is there any unifying factors where she's more likely to have them? Times, places?"
Santhiya's mum goes quiet for a few minutes, and then she says, "Crowded places. She has a lot at school and her dance performances. And when we play games or her dad is working from home."
The doctor nods, and then turns to Santhiya. "These fainting episodes, can you describe them for me?"
Santhiya nods. "They're horrible. I feel like– this big emotion, and then I hear some voices that feel like that, and then I'm waking up on the floor or slumped in my seat and people are there and it's embarrassing."
"What sort of emotion?"
"Lots of different ones. And the voices seem to be feeling that too. I don't understand it."
"That's okay. We'll try our best to work it out. Thank you for telling me all that." He turns back to her mum. "I can't diagnose anything right at the moment, but I'd like to order a few tests, if that's okay. And refer Santhiya to a neurologist."
"That's brains? You think there's something wrong with her brain?" Her mum sounds worried, which makes Santhiya worried.
"I don't know, Mrs Choudhary. It's probably nothing to worry about. I'd like to order an MRI and a CT scan. It'd be up to her neurologist whether or not they want them, but the waiting lists for those tests can be quite long and that'll give us a head start. I'd also like to do a blood test, the clinic is still open next door. And there are a few things I'd like the two of you to do. Is that okay?"
Santhiya's mum swallows and nods. "I'll do what you think is best. I just want my daughter to get better. What do I need to do?"
The doctor smiles. "I'd like you to keep a food diary until you see a neurologist. That should be about two weeks, give or take. Feed her as you normally would, this is just to see whether anything such as sodium or blood sugar levels could be what's causing her fainting. And I'd like you to do a fingerprick test the next time she faints and is with you, if possible."
Her mum glances at her. "How do I do it?"
"I can demonstrate, if your daughter doesn't mind. Santhiya? It would just be a small prick."
Santhiya nods and shifts in her seat. She doesn't particularly want to do it but her mum seems to think it's fine so it probably is.
"Okay. Mrs Choudhary, if you'd like to come over here." He pulls out a kit and opens it, then opens a little pack displaying a needle. "It'll just be a little prick with this needle, okay Santhiya?"
Santhiya nods, eyeing the needle nervously. Her mum squeezes her hand. The doctor demonstrates how to prick her finger with the needle, then let it drip into a little pot. She doesn't like it. But it only has to happen once.
And besides, he's given her a butterfly plaster.
"Do it as soon as she wakes up, if you can. I'll print you off a blood test form, food diary and some guides to the tests. We'll find out what's going on as soon as we can, okay Santhiya?"
Santhiya nods. At some point, she's stopped swinging her legs, but she bounces off the chair and takes her mum's hand again when it's time to leave.
The blood test is scary, but as her mum helps her back on with her coat (the nice yellow one with the furry hood) she promises her some dosi from the nice shop on the way home, so Santhiya thinks it's probably worth it.
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The neurologist's office is nicer than the other doctor's. The waiting room is in bright colours and the office is a nice blue with fish on the walls. It should probably be butterflies, to match the ones in her stomach.
Over the next year, she has to have lots of scary tests done. She even has to stay in hospital for some of them. She gets concussion twice and breaks her arm. Her parents are worried. They try to hide it but she can tell.
She's delighted by the glove balloon one of the doctors gives her though. She loves it. And she has a fluffy toy lemur now.
Finally she's referred to yet another part of the hospital. This one has green walls with safari animals painted on them, and the actual room has a weird bed that looks like a flat elephant.
The doctor smiles at her as she and her mum enter.
"Good afternoon Santhiya, Mrs Choudhary. Please take a seat." She waits for them to make themselves comfortable. "As you might've guessed, we have a diagnosis for Santhiya. We believe she has telepathy. Specifically–"
Santhiya doesn't hear the rest because she bursts into tears. No. No she can't have that, she can't!
"Santhiya?" asks her mum, alarmed, as if from far away. "What's wrong?"
"They'll take me away! I don't wanna go away! I don't wanna leave you and dad and everything!"
"Take you away? Who told you that?"
"A boy at school! He said– he said that there was something wrong with me and it was probably powers and that they'd take me away and lock me up or you'd abandon me and then they'd hurt me and I don't want that! Please don't make me!"
"Hey. Hey, look at me." Her mum cups her face in her hands and she tries to blink away the blurry vision. "Have I ever given you reason to believe I'd do anything like that?"
"No but he said you'd change your mind once you knew what I was! And his parents did, so–"
"I would defend you with my life. I don't care if anyone tries to take you, I am never letting that happen. Listen, Santhiya. You're my daughter. You always will be, whatever happens. I'd never let anyone do anything to you. Yeah?"
Santhiya nods and grabs her mum, pulling herself close. She eyes the doctor warily.
"Sorry."
Her mum kisses her on the head. "No apologies. Are you okay to continue?"
Santhiya nods and her mum sits down, gently pulling her onto her lap. "What do we do now?"
"I'll explain the details of her condition in a minute, including what it looks like on the scans. I think you'll like looking at them, Santhiya, even if you don't understand them. You can see your eyes on them." Santhiya's eyes widen. Wow. "But basically, Santhiya, you're picking up on people's thoughts and emotions, even when you're not trying to, and it's too much. You're strong enough to go deep into people's minds, but their views of the world and their thoughts and emotions are too much for you."
"Oh." That... that actually makes sense. She thinks on it for a moment. "Does that mean that it's their emotions and voices I get before I faint?"
"I believe so."
"I don't want to read their minds." It's not fair without asking and she doesn't want to faint either.
"I know. That's why we're going to help you. Santhiya, Mrs Choudhary, do you both want to know what the possible next steps are?"
Santhiya nods, and her mum says, "Please."
The doctor nods. "Santhiya, do you remember the last time you were in hospital and you had your head measured? And they showed you different colours of fabric and had you choose which one you liked best?"
Santhiya nods enthusiastically. She'd chosen the sparkly rainbow one.
"Well, it was for this." She pulls out something that looks like a... helmet? Fabricy helmet? Santhiya's not sure. But it's sparkly rainbow, just like she chose.
"It's for you to wear while you're out, to protect your head. I don't think any of us want to wrap you in bubble wrap but it will hopefully protect against you getting concussion again. Unless your mum really doesn't want you wearing one, I'd like you to try it on."
"Go ahead."
Santhiya takes the helmet and pulls it over her head. Her mum does up the straps and holds her hand as they walk to the mirror.
Santhiya tilts her head to one side, then the other. She likes the fabric, the way it shimmers in the light. But...
She bites her lip, seeing it wobble. It still looks silly. She'll be teased for it, she knows it, she already is for her fainting and going into hospital so much, and she's lost her friends because they don't want to associate with her or their parents don't want her around. This is going to make it worse.
"Do I have to?" she whispers, the words just for her mum. Not for the interpreter or the doctor, just between them.
"I'd like you to. It would keep you safe. And maybe we can go out more if we don't have to worry about concussion."
Santhiya perks up a little. "Can I go back to dance?"
"If the doctor says it's safe I don't see why not. Provided you wear the helmet."
Santhiya swallows. She doesn't want to but if it gets her back into dance...
"I'll do it."
Her mum smiles, and nods at the doctor. "She'll wear it."
"Excellent." Santhiya hops back into her seat. The helmet feels weird. "I'll refer you to a nurse specialist in addition to your appointments with me to help with issues such as dealing with schools. At this point we recommend counselling for Santhiya. With telepathy, there might be things she picks up on that she doesn't understand, or that hurt, and she needs to talk to someone outside her family about them. And for you and your husband, too, as her parents, to help with what you might be feeling about all this."
"The online booklets mentioned training?" asks her mum cautiously.
"Oh, you've done your research. Yes, we offer that too. It usually starts a little older, but since Santhiya's powers are already fast developing we can start early. With telepathy, it involves simple exercises to help her brain develop ways of making other's thoughts and emotions quieter."
"So– so does that mean I can't cheat at cards anymore?"
The doctor laughs. "I'm afraid so."
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"And that's why I don't like your parents," finishes Santhiya. She's never told anyone the whole story before.
Phoenix frowns. "I've, um, never heard of these, um, services."
"Which is why I don't like your parents. How could anyone expect you to control your powers without training?"
Phoenix hums, cocking their head as they look at the photo album. "You know, it, um, it actually kind of suits you. It's your style."
Santhiya shoves them, laughing. "Oh shut up. I never should've let my mum show you these."
"She's proud of you. And, um, you might've lost your friends then but you, um, you have me now. And everyone else but, um, especially me."
Santhiya grins and kisses her, long and hard. "Oh, definitely you."
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mugwot · 8 months
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them! again! more!
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adelle-ein · 5 months
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dear professor: i am extremely ill and in the middle of a months long mental breakdown so i have doctor’s appointments every day this week so can you please FUCKING grade this assignment so i can FUCKING do the “feedback” assignment that’s supposed to be based entirely on that grade since you decided unprompted to change the rules for classmate feedback so i won’t be getting any (except one which was three sentences long). thanks
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ratislatis · 1 year
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I need everyone to know that when I heard the first note to s2 ep21. I was like "oh my fucking god are they actually playing mcr on this podcast" forgetting that they always do covers??
and then scary marlowe's voice sailed through my car speakers
and I fucking SCREAMED
besties I screamed for THREE straight minutes I was in HYSTERICS. can you imagine being one of those other cars on the highway and just seeing this scrawny teenage girl with possum memorabilia all over the place. and her jaw is just on the floor. and you can't hear anything but you can physically see that she is expending all the air in her lungs
she is yelling "NO WAY. NO FUCKING WAY" with dumbfounded hilarity unparalleled by god
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the-mushroom-faerie · 3 months
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worst part about writing non canon compliant fic is constantly forgetting the detail that you're writing that fic to change
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