Linos had been shopping. It was a weird sensation, really, going shopping. He hadn’t actually shopped in ages, and even though it was just a list Sonia had written out, he didn’t mind. He had a basket with all the food in it and was making his way home, when he saw Gene standing there, the door. He watched for a few minutes in confusion. He had told Gene to come visit, sure, but he didn’t actually expect for it to happen.

But it was a pleasant surprise, and Linos couldn’t help but smile, as he called, “Don’t be a stranger! Just knock on the door–Sonia or Jerry will let you in, you know.”

Linos himself was having a disagreement with his own ghosts. Ruth fluttered angrily around him, and Frid nervously fretted, tugging at Linos’ sleeve. “Mister Linos, please don’t go! You said you were gonna drink less–you promised.”

“I agree with Frid–you shouldn’t go anywhere near that man,” Ruth spat. “He’s nothing but bad news.”

Linos, however, just shrugged, and tugged his cloak around him just a tad tighter. “Both of you, stop it. Frid, it will only be a few, I promise. Ruth, don’t worry–I’m sure I can handle anything that he throws at me. I’ll be back later tonight. Don’t wander off too far, okay?” He patted Frid on the head, gave a nod towards Ruth, and strode off, searching the rooftops as he made his way through Driftveil, assuming that Gene would find him. 

yaostrat asked: "Gene grinned as he saw Marcus's tongue. And swiftly grabbed him , pulling the youngling to him. He licked the boy's nose as he watched Damian with the biggest devil like smile. " Watch ourself Bambi. You tempt me, both of you." He brushes Marcus's hair, bringing a strand close to his mouth. He then pushes Marcus back to Damian, licking his lips as he walks off with a wave."

Marcus: Was startled as Gene grabbed and pulled him over, almost pulling the blonde off the bed. 

“Hey let me f…” He froze eyes widening at the lick, face turning red before he lashed out trying to pull away.

“Y-Y-You fuckign licke dmy nose! You freak! PISS OFF!” He bumped back into Damian gritting his teeth, shook up from that.

Damian: “What the- HEY, heyhey, get off him!” He yelled pissed as shit left in the sun. He took a tight hold of Marcus when he was pushed back giving a death glare at Gene

strangersanddangers said: Oooh, Micha and Ren - or more likely Freysa - should chat some time because the Dragonettis are all about dragons too, evidently, but in a very different (maybe more westernish?) way.

That’s perfect! The contrast section is basically a place where Micha gets to ramble about all the strange new things she’s learning about dragons down in Unova (with a lot of puzzled interjection from her).

blueeevee said: I’d help out but Lorette doesn’t have a dragon type yet.

You can put in your own headcanons, too, and I’ll try to work it in in a coherent (as possible) manner. So you can still help out even if your character doesn’t have a dragon!

On this note, you can also help out if you have a pseudo-dragon such as Charizard or the like, or have headcanons pertaining to those!

yaostrat said: Well Shea wouldn’t mind telling about her dragon training. Her master had her dragonite before her. and who ever masters the art of dragon training. Gets a tattoo engraved by a dragon! And more :D

Ooooh yes! I’m sure Micha would have a field day trotting around with other people from dragon-training clans/families, making Sarine take down all the notes from her field trip. :)

((Adobe Photoshop. I think it’s CS5? But yeah I just use Photoshop for anything I animate because I’m scum that’s bad at flash. Photoshop has tweening (even if it’s pretty limited) and filters that I found pretty useful in making those gifs. I used mostly the motion blur and gaussian blur filters for the frames that blur into one another.))

Linos himself was still a mess from the raid on the Thieves’ Guild. He wandered about Driftveil, trying to get accustomed to his new clothes and the fact that he actually had shoes. The wounds from the Ursaring would take a while to heal, he figured, and it made Linos nervous being by himself. Ruth and Frid were elsewhere, and Hazelnut was asleep in his pocket. He didn’t like being among so many unfamiliar people. All sorts of things seemed to go wrong at that point. It didn’t help that it felt like someone was watching him.

The man’s pose was… curious, Odette noted as she approached him, but she carried on with the same eagerness as before. Stopping a couple steps short of the strange man, she looked between him and his Luxio, a bright grin on her fave. Switching to clutching her Shinx in one arm, she waved and introduced herself. “Ah, oh thank you for stopping!” She huffed, Leo struggling in her arm, peering at Sun mischievously.

“My name’s Odette, Odette Woodward. I’m sorry for chasing you down, it’s just, your Luxio,” At the mention of the Pokemon, she looked down pointedly at her squirmy companion. Leo glanced up at the man and mewed, before looking back down at Sun. Being young, he liked to just make noise for the most part, as he was still learning how to talk. When Odette resumed talking, Leo managed to wiggle out of her grasp, and plop down neatly beside her. He hid behind her leg at first, poking his head out and staring at the older Pokemon almost unblinkingly.

“…I’ve never seen another Pokemon with the same odd-coloring as him! I just had to say hello!” She chatted, messing with one long strand of her hair.

missloon asked:

Hi to you too :) , I'm just making a new npc, she has armor and its taking longer than I thought , but I hope she turns out great

Just be happy that she is a NPC. That means you don’t have to do her an intro comic where that armor would reappear in.every.frigging.panels XD

Yea I saw your drawing of her earlier. I think she looks really cool and undoubtedly will turn out really nicely :3

strangersanddangers replied to your post: [[I should probably get a Livestream so people can…

If you are motivated by that, your brain scared me a little. No wonder you are often in a sads mood.

You wouldn’t be the only one.

I am not, actually. In fact, I am becoming distracted by feels. Which is why I thought maybe it would be a good idea to maybe do Livestream so wiser people can tell me better music to draw to.

A sample of my poor extremes taste: during R1 I ran Gangnum Style on an infinite loop–this is peppy and upbeat and I should be plenty motivated to power through! I thought foolishly–and what resulted was 300 parts laughing, 200 parts screwing up all of lines from laughing too much, and maybe 2 parts actual work.

yaostrat replied to your post: [[I should probably get a Livestream so people can…

Ooooo i wanna see you livestream :D

theorangecoco replied to your post: [[I should probably get a Livestream so people can…

Yes good streams.

Woah. Interest. ///OvO/// I will probably scare you all away in seconds.

That being said I don’t know how to set it up…? I hear you need fancy equipment?

missloon asked:

"So, squirt, how did you make a bike like that, looks pretty impressive by the looks of it. " he asked nonchalantly

Joan scowls when Roh calls her “Squirt", and continues to work on her bike. “Books, help from some guys who knew their way ‘round a mechanics shop, and basic trial an’ error.“ She leans an arm on her knee, sitting up a bit. “What’s it to ya?”

ask-ellyn-and-the-team replied to your post: WIS

((D’aaww, look at these two being so precious =3))

:D I don’t know exactly if they’d work out in cannon, but I’m glad you came up with sticking ‘em together, regardless. It’s all on you! <3

yaostrat replied to your postWIS

Thats silly, I love your posts, they are super duper awesome :D

dksljfa i just what i don’t know how to deal with this kind of praise so

I enjoy your posts too and you have an amazing storyline with Gene and Yao and Shea! c:

Jerry took the book and stared at the drawing in amazement. “Whoa…I’ve never seen anything like it! Do they really exist?” He smiled up at Gene happily. “Vivillion…oh!” He held the book back to Gene for a few moments. “You have to sign it, Uncle Gene! So I’ll remember who drew it. Mother always says to sign your work.” He looked at the picture thoughtfully. “Maybe…maybe all of us could go to Europe one day. To see one! Father, Mother, you, and me. And anyone else who’d want to come, I suppose…”