what all yall anti-mustachers are failing to consider is how bad chris is gonna clown his dad for it when he comes back from texas
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Tempest (noun):
1. A violent windstorm, frequently accompanied by rain, snow, or hail.
2. Furious agitation, commotion, or tumult; an uproar.
A warrior of light and a scion
The Pendants, the Crystarium
The storm squatting over the Crystarium does its best to make itself known. Rain lashes the window, wind whistles through the cracks of the frame, lightening presses its luminous face to the glass. Jealous and demanding. Desperate to be acknowledged.
But you’re not watching the storm outside. You’re not even listening to it.
No, your eyes track the storm currently rampaging through your inn room. It wears the skin of a girl -- a girl you know very well. Prudence Dubois always paces when she’s truly agitated and now she’s walking corner to corner, back and forth, kicking things out of her way. She’s screamed and cussed and sworn violent, ugly oaths. She’s thrown the same chair from one side to the other, splintering it and now carries one of the legs to further emphasize her many points.
She’s beautiful.
Her freckled face is usually frozen in a frown of perpetual disappointment. Now it is twisted and red and spittle flies from her mouth as another string of curses leave it. Prudence rakes her shaking hands through her short hair. Sweat slicks it back. An improvement over all, you decide, out of her eyes at the very least.
Prudence wheels on you, suddenly, the dark of her eyes burning like coals. You become a target. All her anger and hurt and fear all shaped like you. You’ve never minded.
She’s beautiful.
Throughout this outburst you have sat quietly, hands folded neatly in your lap -- moving only to nod your agreement or voice some vague sound of sympathy. The catalyst remains a mystery to you. She was already storming when you arrived home and her words come in a flood; you’ve picked out the Exarch’s title and Emet’s name and decided you need not pry further.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see the door crack, opening silently, and a white-haired head pokes itself in. Then a second. Two too-curious twins. You expected them earlier. You shake your head and as the door swings shut your shoulders release some of their tension.
It all goes unnoticed by the stormcloud.
Prudence will tire herself eventually. She will come to you, crawling on hands and knees, lay her head in your lap. She will not apologize. She will not acknowledge the outburst at all. And you will forgive her, threading your fingers through her hair, taking all of her unvoiced guilt and shame in your hands and swallowing it.
And she will be beautiful.
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I was digging a spot for some strawberries yesterday and found a few of these little guys in the soil! Any chance you know what they are? Some kind of moth caterpillar or maybe a grub?
Fellow bug lover here 🐛
Hello fellow bug lover!
That little friend looks like a cutworm! When disturbed, they curl up into a ‘c’ shape and like to overwinter in soil. They also like to eat the base of plants, so don’t put it back near your favorite plant, haha. It’ll turn into a moth eventually.
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My new D20 headcanon is that the group of students Goldenhoard is talking to on the first day when Fabian and Fig grab him to bring him to the cafeteria are the Rat Grinders, and their grudge came out of the Bad Kids stealing his attention from them
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Ideas for what the bishops’ + Narinder’s Goat Universe selves are:
Narinder - Dog (I’ve seen others say the same thing)
Leshy - Centipede/Millipede
Heket - Toad
Kallamar - Octopus (I know one of the Anchordeep mini bosses is already an octopus but shh)
Shamura - Scorpion
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think im gonna scrap this one too haha I REALLY HECKING LOVE THE IDEA but i doooont have the motivation to fix it its VERY janked </3
just a lil idea of Philippa trying to figure out how to feed weird alien baby on survival training rules while she's stranded on an alien planet with no support from her ship and crew :)
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Pfffftt, should we set the bar for the 100s then?
And mine primarily lives in the discord chat, but who knows, maybe they will become canon?
They are half vessel, half moth and named Aurora Polaris, even though they mostly go by Auri. Very fluffy. Also, funnily enough, have to contend with expectations that come with inheriting grandma Radi’s powers in the post-infection world.
Here they are as a caterpillar:
(Thanks for asking, btw)
OH MY GOOOOOOD WHAT A CUTIE, I LOVE CATERPILLAR BABIES THEY'RE SO CUTSIES
Could I PLEASE draw the both Auroras together? I think it'd be super cute
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ok and if we consider,,, if we just PONDER,,,..,. hancock (fo4) and public sex, what then 🤔 🤔 🤔
and were we intellectuals, would we not also consider hoffman and collaring? 🧐 🧐 🧐
just.... things to consider 📝🥸 in the name of science. just some questions for the greatest minds of our era o7
- bb <3
day 3: public sex - john hancock
day 14: collaring - mark hoffman
GRASPS U FIRMLY
yes... ... as bitches of science these r things we have to. Consider.
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