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In Sickness And In Health by Cryssy-miu
In Sickness And In Health
My boyfriend and I are both chronically ill with our own different brands of illnesses and conditions, and it's something we both struggle with. We've always vowed that when we live together no one will be fighting any illness alone, and we'll always be there to take care of the other no matter what.

In sickness and in health

Til death do us part....<3

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Boop by Cryssy-miu
One thing I love in the remake is the personality they added to Link and his little subtle, kid-like gestures. He strikes me as this actually dopey and affectionate boy that never really has a chance to be affectionate with anyone, and once in a while he'll just boop his very confused fairy out of nowhere.

I think this is like the first time I've ever gone without any real lineart. o-o

5 hour draw

Link and Tatl and Majora's Mask (c) Nintendo

Pokemon Meme!

Tue Feb 17, 2015, 5:34 PM

She returns after months for just a hilarious meme! Tagged by :iconfaithfirefly:

This is you

That's just offensive.

This pokemon is your best friend

Eeee, I'm not complaining <3

This pokemon is your boss who you need to impress for a promotion

Am I allowed to cuddle my boss

This pokemon is your partner for a science project

Am I dissecting it?

This pokemon is looking for any possible way to murder you


This pokemon is your boyfriend

Sorry Jonathan but he can fly.

This pokemon is your ex

Wow okay, I hope we ended on good terms.

This pokemon stalks you at every waking moment

I won't complain.

This pokemon just stole all your cheesecake

Fatass. Lose some weight.

This pokemon is what you felt in your bed last night

YOU MEAN MY FAVORITE POKEMON? HELL YEAH! (Just mind yourself with the sharp teeth)

This pokemon punched your mom

....I thought what we had was special

This pokemon would do anything to steal your shoes

They'd fall off you man.

This pokemon died by your hands

I am a powerful human.

This pokemon is your loyal companion for life

If I wind you up will you jerk back and forth like a chicken

This pokemon is your loyal pet


This pokemon is your dentist

Pretty sure you'd get stuck in my teeth

This pokemon is what you dream about every day

Not really, but at least we can crush the bones of my enemies!

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  • Listening to: Everything Is Alright
  • Reading: Fanfics
  • Watching: American's Funniest
  • Playing: Legend Of Zelda MM
  • Eating: Chocolate
  • Drinking: Pink Lemonade
Picking up charred wreckage of a spaceship isn't the only thing Pearl has on her mind after "Space Race"; one is the guilt of what she almost caused to a certain little boy, and another is facing a very angry leader. Implied Pearlnet. R&R


Garnet had seen the explosion, and rose from the temple with Amethyst at her side, panicking until they saw the small parachute descending in the sky. Pearl clutched Steven close, just relishing in the feel of both of them being alive, and trying not to think of how - because of her - they were nearly not.

"You know, minus the almost blowing up junk, that was pretty fun," Steven said, as if he sensed Pearl's regret and was trying to lighten the tension. "Like, I got to see more of space then I ever did before!" Pearl gave him an affection squeeze but Steven could still tell how upset she was.

"I'm really okay!" he piped to the gem, trying to ease her guilt. Pearl's grip on Steven inadvertently tightened and she felt her throat tighten, needing to look away.


Pearl stepped out of the chair and released Steven just in time for his terrified father to scoop him up into a hug. "Steven, buddy, you're alive!" He pressed a large kiss on the boy's forehead and squeezed him like a teddy bear. "I can't believe you did that to me!" he cried, holding the child close.

"Dad—whoa!" The boy squeaked from the pressure of his father's embrace. "I'm gonna suffocate in your beard! Ahhh, beard attack!" he giggled—but his laughter was cut off as his father jerked him to eye level and Steven met his steely gaze.

"Young man, what were you thinking? You scared me right to death! What did I tell you?" He shook the boy in his grasp and Steven seemed to shrink by ten sizes. "I told you no going to space! You were grounded!"

"But there's no gravity when you're in space!" The man's sharp eyes narrowed, his expression deadpan. He sighed and put the boy down, but his grip stayed firm on the chubby arm.

"Well you've had enough space escapades for one night," Greg griped and was already starting to drag the youngster down the hill with him. "And now you really are grounded..."

"Aw man!"

Pearl could feel her own shoulders shake, the terror of what almost happened taking her in a death grip. She almost...they almost... Sweaty hands to her face, the woman backed up from the seat as if she was deathly afraid of it—and she rammed into the hard, armored chest of who she feared the most right now. She froze. She couldn't even look up.

"Whoa, P!" Amethyst laughed from beside her, staring up into the night sky as debris fell like rain to the beach below. "That was quite a spectacle, even by my standards. Couldn't wait for us to get here for the party to start?" A hand on her arm shut her up.

"How is Steven?" Garnet's voice was so flat and low that it frightened even Pearl.

"He's okay, I made sure..." Pearl stammered. "He's left with his father for the night and he'll be back in the morning, most likely."

The tall gem seemed to tower even taller than usual and was all the more intimidating as she stepped towards Pearl. "And you?" she demanded. Her tone was so crisp and curt, it cut through the smaller one like a knife.

"M-me? I'm fine." Pearl's breath caught in her throat when Garnet suddenly grabbed her firmly by her shirt collar and jerked her head, gripping Pearl's face in her strong hands. Her face went bright blue in shame and embarrassment as she tried to avoid her eyes. The slightest jerk of her head made Garnet whip it angrily right back. She tipped it forward and examined the shiny stone imbedded in the woman's forehead.

Pearl remained silent as she was checked over, not dare having the audacity to growl that she was not a child and was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Not now at least.

"You seem fine," Garnet said, her voice still taking on that terrifying, emotionless air. Without a word she started back to the temple, expecting her comrades to follow.

What Garnet was feeling always eluded the other gems, and Pearl wasn't sure if she ever considered it a blessing or a curse. Now knowing she wasn't able to see the rage steaming behind three glowing eyes made her relieved for the visor. Neither gem uttered a word all the way back to the temple; even Amethyst knew it was not a good idea to be making wise cracks right now. Pearl looked like she was going to pass out.

They stood in the living room of the temple, basked in the moonlight. For the first few moments not a word was exchanged and all that hung above them was ominous silence. Then Garnet spoke, and both gems straightened.

"Amethyst, you should go to your quarters for the night." It was a suggestion, but they all knew better: it was an order. "Pearl and I are going to speak in my room." That made even Amethyst's mouth drop.

"Y-your room?" Pearl stammered, turning to Garnet. Garnet guarded her room as seriously as a dog did with a bone, and Pearl had been lucky to catch only a few glimpses of it. The leader whipped her head towards her and Pearl shut up immediately.

"Yes, my room—and we're going, now."

All Pearl managed to catch before they entered the glowing doors was the flash of concern on Amethyst's face before Garnet's body blocked it, and blocked her only escape. Now Pearl knew better then to run, but she still couldn't help the juvenile instinct of wanting to.

"What were you...THINKING?!" Garnet suddenly thundered, and slammed her gauntlets into the floor below her, cracking them. Pearl backed up rapidly, shaking in terror. She was ashamed to release a soft whimper.

"I—I wasn't!"

"You got that right!"

"Garnet, please," Pearl begged, barely even able to understand her own feeble and pathetic pleas because of how desperate and shaky they were. "I—I'm sorry! I—I just wanted to show Steven space! Our home! I wanted to..." Her voice trembled and broke. "G-go home..."

"And to do that you decided that building a cheap spaceship and just taking off was a good idea?!" Garnet snarled at the woman, nearing her. She punched the wall and debris crumbled down. "Do you realize what you almost did to Steven?! To yourself?!"

The crash echoed as Garnet plundered through more floor tiles and Pearl backed up desperately to put some distance between them. She had never been more afraid before, not even in the face of the most dangerous monster she had faced.

"I do! I do!" Pearl cried and felt tears start to trickle. Sobs threatened to burst out with every word shouted at her, and her fear mounted the angrier Garnet became. The gem was not above using physical force on them, by any means. And although she couldn't remember the last time it occurred, the threat always lingered like a cloud of dread when they were in trouble. "I'm sorry! I'm SORRY!"

"I can't BELIEVE you could be so reckless! And—to just leave! You didn't even tell anyone! None of us knew where you were! You both could have been killed! Amethyst and I saw the ship explode! We feared the worst! You and Steven almost DIED out there!"

"I KNOW AND I'M SORRY!" Pearl finally screamed, her emotional wall broken as she fell to her knees and bawled. Fear, regret, and shame took over all at once and all she could see was Steven, his body broken in the grass, motionless and never to breathe again. She lost it, and she covered her face and head, shaking. "JUST GET IT OVER WITH! GET WHATEVER YOU'RE GOING TO DO TO ME OVER WITH!"

Pearl sat there and prayed to the gods that whatever punishment she was going to receive would be over with quickly and she whimpered when she felt Garnet's hands clamp onto her arms and pull her up. But as she braced herself, she instead felt the pair of arms wrap around her. She sobbed and shook, terrified that Garnet was going to snap her in half, but the woman just held her close.

"I'm not going to hurt you Pearl," Garnet murmured softly into her shoulder as the smaller form trembled into her chest. "I'm just..." Her grip tightened, like she feared the woman would disappear. "I thought you were both dead. We realized you were both gone, and then we saw the blast..."

Pearl heard the crack to the taller woman's voice and what was left of her broke completely as she burst into further tears and clutched to Garnet, like a needy little kid just desperate to know she was forgiven and not hated. "I...I'm suh...sorry! I'm so sorry, Garnet!"

"I know," the taller woman responded gently. Her tone was so soft and calm-such a contrast from earlier and the usual Garnet. But she knew how badly Pearl needed comfort right now. "I know...and you are forgiven."

Pearl shook her head in denial into the taller gem's chest and Garnet nodded gently and patiently, even as Pearl shook her head more. " are."

"Rose would h...hate me."

"Rose would not hate you..." There was no one in existence more forgiving then Rose. Oh the amount they screwed up while in her charge, and yet, always forgiven. It was the type of leader that Garnet aspired to be.

"I almost...St...Steven...!" Pearl sobbed. All she could feel was her own guilt and it crushed her. Not even the embrace could soothe her. "Oh Garnet what was I thinking?" she blubbered into the woman's chest. She was constantly lecturing Amethyst about her adequateness of being a caretaker when she's the one that just launched them both into space in a deteriorating rocket. What a disgusting hypocrite she was. She failed. She failed as a caretaker. She failed as a...mother. "I...I could have...could have..."

"Don't think about that," Garnet ordered gently, and was prepared to hold the woman until she finally calmed down. Being a leader meant many things, and one of them was that Garnet would always do without question was pick up her teammates when they fell to pieces. "That little boy is one resilient warrior." She smiled gently as her fingers threaded lightly through Pearl's hair. "He can survive anything."

Garnet pulled back after a moment and surveyed the smaller face in her hands. Pearl was an absolute mess, her face swollen and tearful as her shoulders jittered with an occasional hiccup. The gem found herself staring into a shiny, wet pair of blue eyes, and for a rare moment, she let her guard fall.

Slowly, she lowered her visor, and then, she took it off her face completely. Pearl's shoulders relaxed, and she felt calm. Garnet's three eyes were so much more gentler then she had ever seen them—in the rare moments that she had if her visor was knocked off her face. There was something so comforting about seeing the part of their masked leader that she almost never had.

She wiped her eyes and was relieved when no more tears followed. Her face fell forward, almost shyly and she averted her eyes, relieved that she was able to blame the blue tinge to her cheeks on her recent crying session.

"How are you feeling now?" Garnet asked. Her own voice was slightly awkward, and she slipped her visor back over her eyes. Even though Pearl couldn't see her eyes anymore, she could tell she had averted her gaze as well.

"I'm...I'm perfectly fine now." That was a lie and really, Pearl felt like her own throat was closing up for multiple reasons, but she had to get out of Garnet's sight before her chest burst. She felt like a mouse face to face with a hungry cat for an entirely different reason now.

"I know sleeping isn't essential for us," Garnet said, "but you should rest easy tonight anyway. Try to calm down from everything that happened."

"I really just want to see Steven," Pearl sighed. All that talk of nearly blowing the boy to bits just made her want reassurance that he was fine, in one piece, and wasn't going to go anywhere. "I need..." She knew she sounded stupid, but she had no other way to say it. "...I just need to see him."

Garnet nodded in understanding and looked back at the door. "Amethyst probably thinks I killed you."

"I thought you were going to too..."

"I was thinking about it," the leader responded, in that eerie way that left you to wonder if she was joking or not. Pearl shuddered and Garnet quirked a slight grin at her. "Go see Steven—that's if his father doesn't have him trapped behind bars with chains bound to his ankles." That was likely after how angry they saw Greg was.

Pearl nodded and slowly made her way to the door. Her eyes stung and she held her shoulders to keep from shaking. She was sure she was going to break down again, but when she reached the door, a soft voice put her at ease.

"Good night, Pearl..." Three simple words, but yet Pearl could feel the meaning behind them. 'It's okay, and you're forgiven...' They were so soft, meaningful. It was like getting reassurance that you were still loved even after you screwed up. Pearl sniffled and gave a soft smile.

"Good night, Garnet."

It was silent when Pearl finally left Garnet's quarters. Amethyst had done what she was ordered and stayed in her room (although Pearl couldn't help but suspect she tried to eavesdrop some way through the conversation). All that greeted Pearl was the moonlight through the windows, the ticking of the clock and the hum of the fridge.

All she wanted was to see Steven, but she knew the child was probably out like a rock from their terrifying escapades.

She made her way down the beach and just listened to the soft lap of salty waves. Pearl was grateful for the silence, since it gave her time to think—and there was a lot that she had to think about. Steven, home, earth, her sheer desperation that almost killed them, Garnet's rage, her soft gaze, how she spoke to her... Those eyes... So much kinder then you'd ever think a hardened warrior's could be.

She rose from the sand after weighing in her mind the consequences of waking exhausted Steven yet again, and she was just about to turn back to the house when she saw a little silhouette pattering down the sand.

He had escaped his apparent unsupervised grounding (or his "captor" fell asleep) and he was running towards her with tears in his eyes, likely having woken up from an awful nightmare about the ordeal. It wasn't hard to tell that both of them had recently been crying about the whole mess. "Pearl!"

Pearl whipped around to see the little boy running towards her in the sand and caught him as he fell in her arms.
Crumbling Walls
After I rewatched Space Race I had to think about all sorts of things that could have happened after it. And judging by how Pearl panicked in Secret Team when she went against Garnet, it's not hard to tell that in the face of her anger she'd probably break to pieces, especially since Garnet is terrifying when angry. It's also pretty evident by that episode and a few others, that Garnet uses "scare tactics" a lot so this is definitely something that I could see off screen.

I wanted to put more Pearlnet in it but I also kind of wanted to leave it vague, hehe.

Characters and show (c) Rebecca Sugar
The First Day

His wings are ripped at the edges and his body thrums with pain. It's hard to fly and he's already been swatted three times just this morning. Tael isn't sure why he doesn't try to fly off the tower. Most of the time Tael is alone anyways if he isn't dragged along with his ex-friend's escapades—forced to be the distraction, the diversion, and praying to the goddesses for forgiveness as he gazes down at the glares of pain and betrayal from every unfortunate soul they torture.

And yet, through it all Tael stays by the imp's side and never even bothers to test the boundaries of the mask's power and see if he can even leave and find his sister. Someone needs to stay by Skullkid's side and some compulsion tells him the child still needs someone to look after him, even if he has the power to literally bring down the entire world. Even if he can do anything to him—and he really can do anything to him. The fact that Skullkid hasn't used powers on him gives the small fairy a glimmer of hope that somewhere in the madness, Skullkid holds onto some care for him.

On the first morning, Tael gazes skyward at the impending doom of the world. It's at a far distance from the earth, but it nears by the day and its malicious glare seems to become more demonic by the hour. It's Termina's ticking time bomb, and it has begun.

Tael floats next to the child as he climbs back up the steps of the tower and slams the trap door with a furious cackle.

"That hag has made potions for you, when you were sick," the fairy speaks in a trembling and pained voice. He can still hear the crack of brittle bones in his head and the witch's pained whimpers. "You had a fever and she was kind to you." No one had thought fondly of him even before this, but Koutake and Koume still took pity when they found the fevered child on their way to pick up mushrooms.

Skullkid turns to him and the mask's demonic eyes leer into the tiny creature's soul. "What's up with you, fairy? All we did was have a little fun with her," the evil entity chortles. "And there's nothing wrong with fun."

"No, but there is something wrong with breaking people's backs," Tael speaks up bravely and cries out as he's smacked out of the air. His head spins and his vision blurs The mask's golden eyes leer down at him.

"Care to speak against me again, fairy?" Skullkid spits at the creature. Ever since they had met, Skullkid called Tatl and Tael by their names, but since he got the mask he dropped it. "Because I don't mind having a punching bag with wings."

Tears fill Tael's eyes and he murmurs an apology, dizzily flying next to his friend's side. His wings are torn, the air passing through them. And he tries not to sob.

"Isn't it remarkable, fairy?" the imp asks, hovering over the edge of the roof and gazing at the moon with pride. "In just three days the moon is going to fall, and everyone in this world that has ever gone against me will know to bow at my feet."

"If the moon falls Skullkid, what makes you think you're gonna survive it?" Tael asks. "It's a moon, and when it collides it'll kill the entire world! You've got a mask, but it isn't going to change that. You're not gonna live through it." Skullkid turns to him and Tael expects to be hit.

"Don't underestimate my power, fool," the imp sneers. "You think I don't know all of this? I can't be destroyed that easily."

Tael shakes his head frantically, his eyes wide. The kid is insane, deranged. But Tael just can't give up. "I know you're in there somewhere, Skullkid! You know this isn't right!" Something hard slams into his body and it takes Tael a moment to realize that it's a bread stick.

"Eat this. We're going to go play in Woodfall for a bit. Won't that be fun?"

The Second Day

Sometimes Tael has to remember the happy times just to survive this cycle of depression, abuse, and growing fear of the end that's coming. It's the only thing he can hold on to. So when he watches his mad companion bring on more destruction on innocent civilians, he thinks of sitting in the grass dancing to Skullkid's tunes. When he sees the moon growing closer, he thinks of cuddling next to his sister in the hollow of a tree when it rains.

Skullkid leaves again—this time to bring disaster upon the gorons in the mountains. Tael shakes from the bitter cold when they return, snow coating his wings. He's haunted by death all around him and watches innocent souls freeze to death.

Skullkid leaves the tower again at noon and this time he disappears without so much as a glance to his fairy companion. Tael realizes that he can leave the tower, try to find his sister. At least he'd be able to take some comfort in knowing she was still alive. He flies off the tower but that's as far as he gets before he realizes he can't leave the Skullkid alone. Everyone sees this monster that has no soul or remorse, but Tael still sees the little kid that cried when he got burrs stuck to his bum.

The Skullkid returns at nightfall and grins at the moon that looks more sinister by the day. "You know a fun game? Egg smashing."

Tael feels instantly sick. "You smashed someone's eggs?"

"Nah," Skullkid smirks. "Just handed them over to pirates. They'll probably smash them though. I wonder what Zora eggs taste like?" He glides over to where Tael is, levitating in the air beside him. "Seems like they could make tasty omlettes. Maybe you and I should try some, fairy? We can celebrate the beginning of the carnival! And the end of the world," the imp adds with a giggle.

"I don't want anything to do with you, or your stupid plans!" the fairy snaps, boldly glaring into the face of evil.

"Suit yourself," Skullkid sneers. He pulls a slingshot back and it slams into Tael, cutting into his wing. "You work better as target practice anyway."


Night falls and so does rain. All Tael has is the cold and darkness around him. The moon feels like it's pressing against him, red eyes gleaming and evil. Tael shakes the water off his wings and remembers the night they met Skullkid. It was cold like this and they heard him crying. They curled into his arms to warm him and they promised always to be friends.

Tael whispers good night to his sister and flies over to the Skullkid. He's slumped against the side of the tower in the rain with his head tipped forward. The eyes on the mask are wide open but even the monster on his face seems to be sleeping. Tael curls up in the imp's lap and snuggles close to the only companion he has. He's not sure if it's rain or tears on his face.

The Third Day

The skies seem red and the moon is so close it's suffocating them when morning comes. In just twelve hours the world will be dead. He might not even get a chance to see his sister before that happens.

Sore and beaten, Tael draws close to his tormentor. Right now, Skullkid is all that he has. The Skullkid doesn't even seem to notice, too busy beaming up at the moon that will kill them all. The fairy trembles at his side.

"Just a few more hours, fairy. Then it will all be over..." he cackles.

"So are you finally gonna be satisfied, after you make the whole world suffer? Don't you realize you're gonna die too?"

Skullkid laughs, but Tael knows it's Majora. "Your friend might...but I shall never die."

"I know you're smarter then this!" Tael snaps desperately, his voice breaking. "I know you remember know that this is wrong! You've always been a prankster, but you have boundaries! You'd never try to harm anyone! You're not evil! You're not...this! Please, Skullkid..." He won't give up. The imp just floats in the sky and watches him silently.

"You have a good heart! Do you remember when we saw that injured fox in the woods? And saved it! You tore off a bit of your cloth...and you wrapped it around the fox's wound. You saved its life..." He fights back a sob. "Because you're good! I broke my wing once too! I cried but you told me that as long as you were around I didn't have to cry!" He's nearly screaming now into the unblinking face, but he doesn't care. "You loved us...we loved you... Can't you hear me?'

Finally, Skullkid moves. Tael flinches until he feels the soft long-forgotten glove run across his wing, gently, lovingly... It cups him to his face and he cuddles in. For the first time, for a brief moment, the evil lifts. It's Skullkid, and he's holding him... Tael is so desperate for comfort that he doesn't listen to his instincts screaming at him to fly away.

He gasps in agony and chokes as the glove suddenly grabs his small body, squeezing it. Pain rips up his entire form. He can't even scream. The imp brings his face inches away from the fairy.

"If you ever speak out of turn again," Skullkid begins in a terrifying whisper. "I'm going to rip off both of your wings...and you will merely flop around in a circle on the ground like a fly without its wings, until you are dead. Got it?"

Tael can't do anything more then tremble and nod. His mouth is sewn shut by fear. Skullkid turns away, and the only indication that a heart still beats under Majora's face, is the tear that runs down under the mask as he whispers an apology that will never be heard.

The Final Hours

Tael hasn't spoken since the incident earlier and he just floats silently nearby the Skullkid. The Skullkid is quiet as well. Once in a while Tael gazes at the moon and is reminded just how fast the pendulum is winding down. The moon could almost touch the very tip of his wing.

When the clock chimes midnight the fireworks light up the sky, but no one in Termina finds any joy from it. Most of the town has evacuated anyway. Tael watches the fireworks with Skullkid, but he feels no love from his deranged friend by his side. This isn't how he imagined spending the Carnival, but all Tael can do is pray that there will be another tomorrow.

The door to the clock tower opens.
Three Days
"Sometimes Tael has to remember the happy times just to survive this cycle of depression, abuse, and growing fear of the end that's coming. It's the only thing he can hold on to. So when he watches his mad companion bring on more destruction on innocent civilians, he thinks of the way they played." (What happened with Tael and Skullkid in the three days they were alone?)

A little tidbit I made to curb my uncontrollable excitement beyond belief at THE REMAKE OF MAJORA'S MASK

The Legend Of Zelda and characters (c) Gamefreak


All me :D


Hello there, my dear deviants! I am Cryssy/Jordan - whatever you wish to call me. I prefer only close friends call me Jordan though, and I am an artist of mostly the fanart division, but I also love making stamps and emoticons and photography.

I'm a very kind and sensitive young deviant, so don't be too mean to me or I may cry. XD :bucktooth: (No really.)

I have this thing I do called "Fun With Cryssy!" where I hold random contests, and give love to under appreciated, or new or just really special deviants to make 'em happy. ^^

I live in the east in a boring old town....and I like subs. :meow:

That is all.

Also, I do not take requests.


Chronically weak and timid, but with a heart of solid gold, you tend to require and depend on the help of your friends in most situations. You enjoy their company, but also enjoy solitude and time away from your friends where you can enjoy the sounds of nature. Just because you know you're weak doesn't mean it holds you back, because you know you're strong where it counts, with your overabundance of kindness, caring, and compassion.

You're often worried about saying or doing the wrong things and also fear rejection. Speaking of fear, you've got a lot of it, often times letting your fear hold you back from doing even the most simple of things, such as jumping across a cliff. But in that fear, you can often find just enough bravery to stand up for doing the right thing if your friends need you.

You may be naive and innocent, and you're very shy and quiet, but you're also a very good listener and are likely the one your friends blab on about their problems to — and while you may feel powerless to help at times, just listening and cheering them on means the world to them. Yay!

Current Residence: ...Da middle of a deli eating all their subs
Favourite genre of music: Japanese, pop, heavy metal
Favourite photographer: ..I don't know any!
Favourite style of art: Digital art
MP3 player of choice: Ipod touch (Tis my baby..)
Shell of choice: Conch
Wallpaper of choice: The ones I make! :D
Skin of choice: ..What are you, racist?!
Favourite cartoon character: Discord, Fluttershy, Skullkid, Shen
Personal Quote: That is fantabulous! (It's my quote, no matter what you say!!)


95 - Lord of the Scrolls by FaithFirefly

XD, you already know my opinion on this hun, I saw it before anyone else. It's quite amazing how you fit them all in there. I love Tai ...

Pokemon Meme!

Tue Feb 17, 2015, 5:34 PM

She returns after months for just a hilarious meme! Tagged by :iconfaithfirefly:

This is you

That's just offensive.

This pokemon is your best friend

Eeee, I'm not complaining <3

This pokemon is your boss who you need to impress for a promotion

Am I allowed to cuddle my boss

This pokemon is your partner for a science project

Am I dissecting it?

This pokemon is looking for any possible way to murder you


This pokemon is your boyfriend

Sorry Jonathan but he can fly.

This pokemon is your ex

Wow okay, I hope we ended on good terms.

This pokemon stalks you at every waking moment

I won't complain.

This pokemon just stole all your cheesecake

Fatass. Lose some weight.

This pokemon is what you felt in your bed last night

YOU MEAN MY FAVORITE POKEMON? HELL YEAH! (Just mind yourself with the sharp teeth)

This pokemon punched your mom

....I thought what we had was special

This pokemon would do anything to steal your shoes

They'd fall off you man.

This pokemon died by your hands

I am a powerful human.

This pokemon is your loyal companion for life

If I wind you up will you jerk back and forth like a chicken

This pokemon is your loyal pet


This pokemon is your dentist

Pretty sure you'd get stuck in my teeth

This pokemon is what you dream about every day

Not really, but at least we can crush the bones of my enemies!

CSS & design by harleshinn
  • Listening to: Everything Is Alright
  • Reading: Fanfics
  • Watching: American's Funniest
  • Playing: Legend Of Zelda MM
  • Eating: Chocolate
  • Drinking: Pink Lemonade

Quotes :)

Your mother plays card games in Hell. <3

With the price of groceries, it is now acceptable to cry over spilled milk.

If you give a mouse a cookie, he will want a glass of milk. If you give a teenage boy a marker, he will draw a penis.

A common mistake people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools.

I know some people were dropped on their heads as a baby, YOU were obviously thrown at a wall!

I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn't work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.

Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.

The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.

Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.

Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.

How is it one careless match can start a forest fire, but it takes a whole box to start a campfire?

Some people are like Slinkies ... not really good for anything, but you can't help smiling when you see one tumble down the stairs. - :rofl:

Whenever I fill out an application, in the part that says "If an emergency, notify:" I put "DOCTOR". - :rofl:

I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.

Some cause happiness wherever they go. Others whenever they go

When tempted to fight fire with fire, remember that the Fire Department usually uses water.

Most horrible death: Death by the rack. Or perhaps the torture where they place a metal can with a rat on your bare stomach and pour hot wax over it. So the rat has to eat through your stomach to escape, therefore sending painful barbs that slice deeper and deeper into you, and your bloodstream fills with its urine which is essentially poison, and it slowly melts your kidneys and you go gray and can't speak and slowly start to fade. Right before you lose all feeling, a brick is smashed into your head....

...then youd meet Satan - yours truly :P

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You smell of poo
Go to the loo
You skanky shoe..

FUCK THIS. :iconfuckthatshitplz:

Pokeball charm bracelet. Name me eight popular pokeballs. 

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GoldLeafGardenia Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2015
Hey Cryssy, I just wanted to let you know that a couple of people on FIMfiction have been worried about you.

Just thought I'd let you know. ^^;
Cryssy-miu Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2015
x-x I know...I've lost my password...and email I used to get on there. And I've hardly been on because of school, and other things. A lot has happened, and I mean a lot. I'm going to post a full journal on DA. If I can, I'll put it on FF too. Let everyone know I'm not dead ^^;
GoldLeafGardenia Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2015
Ah, okay. I'm sorry to hear that. :(
FireNationPhoenix Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2015  Hobbyist Filmographer
Ms-Who Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Bout bloody time you watched me, Jordan. :P
Cryssy-miu Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2015

Closest I could find to a "mooning" icon
wolfrulez Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2015  Student Writer
Hey Cryssy-miu. I'm a HUUUUGE fan of your writing, especially with discord, Everything you write just flows so smoothly and keeps me just wanting more and more. I've recently tried writing a story on an idea I've been thinking of for the past two years and I've just started to write it. Unfortunately I suck at writing and I was wondering if you could take a look at what I have so far and give me a few pointers and guidelines. I already have the entire plot ready to go, but I was wondering if you could give me some pro tips. Thank you!…
mildirk Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2014
Fishmas spam, Fishmas spam, Fishmas all the way :party:!

Merry Merry Fishmas. Ho ho ho!... and a Happy New Year!
Hi, um... Do you plan on writing more? If not, you should tell your fans on Fimfic about that, it's been months since you last said anything...
Cryssy-miu Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2014
If ever I'd get the chance I'd like to write more yes. But I'm in animation now....don't have much of a chance to write anything that isn't for school.
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