#common swift moth

[candles-crystals-cauldrons]

Went for a walk on the common with Bumble and look at all the lovely flowers that are out and the bugs that are attracted to them, we are so lucky that the blue butterflies are coming back 💙

[onenicebugperday]

@atienn-e​ submitted: here are some fun bugs ive seen lately in the pacific northwest. :) i believe them to be a harvestman, a common red soldier beetle, and a banded alder borer, but ofc i may have misidentified.

and this is a moth i found in alaska, of which i’ve been unable to identify. do you have any ideas?

Yes those IDs are correct! Banded alder borers are so dang pretty. The moth looks like a type of swift moth, Gazoryctra confusus, or at the very least a similar one in the same genus :)

[teaboot]

Community-building Tag Game

Tagged by: @anchored-trident

Name: Internet safety 101, kids. Keep 'em guessing. ('Tea' is fine.)

Pronouns: he/him

Where do you call home? Northwest Canada! Nice and grey.

Favorite animal: Honestly I love pretty much all of them but if I had to, like. Cohabitate with one? Cats. God's favourite bastards. Also partial to polyphemus moths, the common brown bat, june beetles, golden moles, the silky tree anteater, poison dart frogs, hawks, chimney swifts, and nautuluses, too.

Cereal of choice: I am. Not a cereal person. Fruit loops?

Are you a visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner? Visual. 100%. Everything I do and use is organized by color. I will remember your birthmarks and tattoos and piercings and scars long before I remember your name or anything else about you. I forgot my own name once. It's bad

First pet: A big black cat.

Favorite scent: Oh, this is hard. I have a coconut shampoo that reminds me of my mom, and a white musk and oud perfume that makes me think of Cairo, and a plum/vanilla/white musk lotion that smells like the last week of school before summer vacation. A bottle of my dad's cologne he let me keep for my 16th birthday. Frankincense. Lilacs. Sunscreen. Cedarwood. Pine chips. Pumpkin. Clean laundry. I dont think I can pick just one.

Do you believe in astrology?  Not even a little bit. Sure is fun, tho!

How many playlists do you have on Spotify/Apple Music? Playlists in general? Too many. Couple dozen, probably. One for every occasion.

Sharpies or highlighters? Sharpies. Though I use highlighters more.

A song that makes you cry: Right now? "Dear Fellow Traveller" by Sea Wolf. Also "Cain" by Cousin Marnie.

A song that makes you happy: "Art Hoe" by Call Me Karizma, "Cannibal" by Naethan Apollo, "Wanted To" by Infected Mushroom, and "Daywalker!" By Machine Gun Kelly X CORPSE.

And finally, do you write/draw/create? if so, use this as an opportunity to shamelessly (😉) promote yourself!

I love to draw and oaint and sculpt and sew, but spend a lot of time at work and have some issues with hypersomnia so it doesn't happen as much as I'd like. Wish I could promote myself better because I miss creating but... I don't know. Maybe I'll make something in the morning.

@anchored-trident thanks for the nom'! ♡ This one was fun :)

Nominations (either because we're mutuals or I find you interesting): @melancholysage @naamahdarling @sternenhimmel-mondnhimmel-mond @mist-the-wannabe-linguist @smlmsworld @mangotarot @genderfuckedpigeon @twofaced-gemini-withnobrush

[lycomorpha]

Some beautiful recent moth-trap visitors 🦋💖 If you love these fluffy moth friends and are lucky enough to have a garden, please leave some weedy areas & long grass for them to eat, & dead leaves/foliage for them to hide in. Thank you from the Moth Promotional Board 🦋✨

1 & 2. Yellow shell 💛🐚

3 & 4. Spongey moth 🧽🦋

5 & 6. Orange swift 🍊💨 - look at its fluffy legs?!!

7 & 8. Common wainscot 🪵🧱

9. FURIOUS common grass veneer 😡🌾

10. Equally FURIOUS checkered grass veneer 😡🏁

[Just to add again: spongey moths are not considered a pest reportable to forestry services in my area of the UK. So this majestic floof was released to go about its day.]

[lyrenminth]

LSU Joe

You are friends with Joe and fall in love with him. Now it’s time to confess your feelings.

***

You and Joe meet through friends in common. In the beginning, you thought he was insufferable, student-athletes were a weird thing, usually with big egos. You have to spend fifty minutes in the same room as Joe to realize he was similar. Quite popular, and confident with himself, ignoring all the girls' attempts to catch his attention. Your friend, Justin, made the presentation. You only said hi and raised your eyebrows toward him. You felt envy when you realized how clear was his skin, how tall and good-looking he was. That's why everyone was surrounding him like moths searching for light. You didn't talk so much. Firstly, because his presence was intimidating. Secondly, you didn't know what to say, so you stayed with your friends. After the party, you met a couple of times in different scenarios and started talking more and more, you discovered he was really goofy, owned a collection of funky shirts, and was invested in conspiracies and all things related to the space. You introduced him to Taylor Swift and Asian media of which you were a big fan. You were glad he was curious about your interests and tried to watch some movies together, but he always fell asleep. You were glad he trust you enough to let you know about his personal life. Joe had a very busy and public life at LSU, when people, especially girls hear about you they would approach you and act friendly to be closer to him. Trying to get info about what he wanted, what type of girls he liked, and more. You didn't mind at the beginning but eventually started to bother you more and more. There were two reasons behind this, you couldn't tolerate fake behavior and you were in love with Joe. The second caught you by surprise. You were his friend, you spend time together as friends. And Joe didn't like you, not romantically. You didn't want to fall for him, his lifestyle was complicated and that made you conscious about yourself. So you did your best to act normal, trying to limit your encounters until your feelings dissipated. Joe, with his smart-ass, noticed the change quickly. "What's up?" he intercepted you after a class, still wearing his training clothes. You took off your earphones, raising your eyebrows. His blue eyes were scanning your face. When he wanted, Joe had the fieriest and most intense eye contact. "Nothing," you said, feeling your pulse rush when he got closer and started walking next to you "Did you finish your practice?" "Yeah, as good as usual," he said "Are you mad at me?" The abrupt question caught you off guard. "No, no, what makes you think that?" "You don't talk to me like you used to, you kinda ignore me" he shrugged like a little kid. "I don't" he gave you a glare that made you change your words "I have been busy, you know" "I know, but we spend time together anyways" You bite your lip, not knowing what to say. You felt the urge to confess your feelings right there, but you weren't ready for the rejection. "Sorry, Joey, I didn't know you pay attention to that" you mumble, shrugging. Trying your best to keep it cool. He frowned, looking down at you. "Seriously, what's wrong?" he stopped walking, and so do you "It has been almost a month, and you are not going to the games either. Did Justin say something?" "No, what he could...?" "I like to spend time with you, I enjoy your company, you are the only one who treats me like a human among these people, and suddenly you stop talking to me and acting all weird" "I say sorry, Joe!" He squinted, not believing what you were saying. He knew you so well. You lost it because it didn't matter, after that rejection you could move on, but at least your feelings were released and free from your chest. At least you could sleep better knowing the damn truth. You were going crazy trying to find excuses every time. The better option was to confess "What you wanted me to say? That I am in love with you and that's why I cannot stand to be around you without dreaming to kiss you or...whatever" you covered your face with your hands, feeling vulnerable and extremely stupid. Falling in love with Joe Burrow was stupid. You knew better. His silence made things worse. You needed to keep your cool before everyone started paying attention. You felt his hands touch yours, keeping them away from your face. You stared at the ground, ashamed of your reaction. "Is that true?" he said, sounding happy. You nodded, confused. You looked up when you hear him chuckle. "What a fucking relief, well, we are on the same team baby" he confessed, letting out a sigh of relief. "What?" you muttered. "I am better pretending though," he said, reaching for your hand. He gave you a full smile. "Do you like me too?" you asked like an idiot. "Yeah" "What? Since when? why?" your mind couldn't stop asking questions your mouth was happy to share. You looked at your hands holding each other. "Can we kiss now?" he joked. You gave him a friendly push. "Are you serious?" He squeezed your hand. "Do you want me to prove how serious I am?" the playful tone in his voice made your heart run faster. "In private, please"

[rotten-pest]

2-5 things your muse can be easily identified by

Colors Light pink, more vivid than it has right to be. Deep dark red, like dried blood. Bone white, imperfect decay. The end that should not be.

Scents

Rotting wood, earthy, fresh. Where a corpse should be.

Sickly sweet illness, last breaths.

Soap.

Stench of decaying flesh, with acidic undertones.

Fashion -Commoner’s clothes, a disguise. A simple traveler, devout. -Red robes of the astrologer, unconcerned with stars when earth-bound gods have much more to do with fate. Another disguise. -Torn white linens. The first clothing she ever wore—stained, stolen. -Metal and richly colored fabrics, intermixed for a flashy but practical display—perfect for a mercenary. She didn’t know what attracted her to that man’s armor exactly, but she peeled it off his corpse nonetheless.

Objects

Two gently curved blades, made from dark metal, and tarnished by the influence of the Rot but yet to dull their edge.

Cleanrot knight’s gauntlets, refined and elegant. The traces of its former owner cling to it yet still.

A backpack, waterproofed and well worn—not hers originally.

Bone knife, more like a needle. Meant for one person.

Body language -A vacant, ever present smile, with nothing behind the eyes. -Curiosity, tilting her head back and forth. -The clicking of teeth together, a nervous tick carried over. -Standing very, very still, yet with all the intent and energy in her muscles as if she were about to spring.

Aesthetics

A zealot who seeks to kill her own god. A crisis of faith for one whose does not waiver. A heretic who disdains the faith of the flock. For one who portents the cycle of abundance and decay, she still fears death.

A praying mantis – beautiful, deadly, patient. Yet for all this, temporary.

Bogs, marshes, and swamps – often thought of negatively, their ecological diversity and greater services are greatly at odds with their inconvenience to people where their soft soils create unstable foundations and shallow, still and warm water transmits disease. What is taken must be given back; disruptions to their form and function results in tragedies, both swift and slow.

Butterflies and moths, fungi – tied to the wings of the Rot Goddess. Their larvae feed on the very plants they pollinate, tying them together intimately. Fungi serve many roles—disease causing and parasitic fungi take out the old trees that’d otherwise choke out any newer saplings from growing, shading out the understory. Decay fungi return nutrients to the soil. Mycorrhizae facilitate plants growth and communication.

Songs Ladies of the Woods – The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt OST The Wrath - A Plague Tale OST Mystery Man - The Witcher 3: Hearts of Stone OST An Offering of Grief - Pallbearer If I Had a Heart - Fever Ray

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Tagging: pretty sure everyone I follow already got tagged ha so I'll just leave this as a do-as-you-will

[juleteon]

What types of bugs are used for what purposes? Are some ridden like horses (so transportation) while others are used for resources and some for pets? How is that determined?

Absolutely adore the idea of having a giant flightless beetle friend (specifically my fav, the japanese beetle), such amazing ideas and art!!

Oh, you have No idea what a question you have just asked... (cracks knuckles) Here we go...

Insects are incredibly wide-spread, but not often the domestication process is as successful. The domestication is often only possible with non-predator species, and to have enough generations to alter and selectively breed preferable traits.

But, the process of domestication of various species for different purposes has been implemented in many places across Terra Sonalis, the most common ones are described here:

Thanks to some cities being entirely constructed on trees or tree-tops, having familiars that help to transport both the rider and carry 'luggage' up and down safely has been a very important development. But, they do indeed have their limits, mostly when it comes to distance that isn't as vertical. Don't get me wrong, they will definitely save time travelling on land, but due to the high metabolism which requires frequent nectar breaks, it's more efficient to travel up or down a familiar, safe, blooming tree than across a forest with unexpected surprises and/or predators. For security measures, the people have chosen to prioritize moths with more bright and vivid colors, to mimic more unpleasant species to interact with for increased safety.

A relatively small critter, resembling a bee fly - Do I really need to explain why they made such good pets and companions? They've been bred to be fluffier and reduce in their wing span, they're bad at flights nowadays, but still use those for communication via friction. And, as omnivores, they're great at cleaning up leftovers.

Communities of river-valleys and wetlands have cultivated breeds of water-bugs to aid them with transportation across the in-land waters.

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What all do have in common, is their limitations, and expenses for food and care. Which is why, with the progression and development of Alchemistry, instead of caring for the insects as companions - city folk have begun to turn to machines, inspired by the arthropod anatomies, to replace them. Powered by various complex engineering using fuels for heat or magnetic ores for electrical currents, these machines, while at first requiring an intensive planning and work to create and upkeep - gradually became more popular and efficient than farming lands. Travel by machines was not limited to certain climates, seasons, or environments. Their design did not discriminate against herbivore or carnivore. Structures inspired by swift predators that were untouchable to explore before - have now been studied and replicated. They could be adaptable and easy to upgrade if you had the means, and as the technological advancements became more contagious, the interest in generational breeding and farm-keeping had began to fall out of favor.

Yet, many still depended on their livestock for a living, and continue to upkeep the traditions and celebrate the animals that have aided them for centuries.

[ailurocide]

:D OK OK I HAVE A LOT (and i’ll mark my asks w/ -🪷 just so inremember which asks i sent lol)

is there a in-universe reason as to why the fealty has a prefix-suffix naming system?

HECK YEAH TY LOTUS ANON!!

Prefix-Suffix Naming and it’s Origins

While the Fealty’s religion claims otherwise, historically, the Vale was initially settled by a few primarily felfolk families that all hailed from different sources. Some of these families that hailed from the distant mountains held distinctive two-part names: a given name and a family name.

[Ex: Gray Sky and Clear Sky, sons of Raining Sky. Tall Shadow and Slight Shadow, children of Moss Shadow. Etc.]

This was to prevent inbreeding as much as possible, and separate the bloodlines into families that could be awarded accomplishments onto the whole of their kin. They had no other purpose than to identify a felfolk by their family and to address them by.

These families were not alone, though, and were quickly joined by others who held varying names of their own, though most commonly, sounds or sights, plants or creatures of the Aerth.

[Ex: Birch and Alder, siblings. Bumble. Crackle. Etc.]

Over time, however, this became an inefficient way to identify folk, as with a sudden slew of plagues, temperature fluctuations, and territorial disputes that often ended in death, “honor” names began to crop up more and more, resulting in the exact same names for different folk, which was clunky and confusing rather than honorable, as intended. These names were then morphed into being either shortened or elongated, but the most popular means of this new sort of naming was to add a word that made them very pretty or aesthetic.

[Ex: Dying Ember, Dust of Chalk, Fluttering of a Moth. Etc.]

With more time, the stretching of these names morphed into a coming-of-age ceremony, in which a felfolk would receive one small part of their name, and then go on to gain the rest of it upon reaching adulthood. This eventually morphed into the longer, aesthetic names being shortened into just two words - a prefix and a suffix -, which would later become the modern Fealty’s way of naming.

These two-term names changed a lot over the ages.

The prefixes had come into existence, and were typically that of a folk’s appearance, usually color or pattern, or of an object that resembled their appearance. [Ex: A black cat being named “Shadow”. A golden cat being named “Honey”, after the golden substance. A gray cat being named “Clay” for the riverbank’s clay. Etc.] The suffixes came later on, and were a rite of passage for those born into the society that were slowly perfecting these names. The leaders of these groups as well as the individual’s dame would gather to discuss these suffixes, and certain words began meaning certain things: “Shadow is very aggressive and good at fighting, so they’ll be known as Shadowclaw. Honey is very sweet and small, so they’ll be Honeyberry. Clay is very sturdy, and they’ve got a distinctive stripe down their back, so they’ll be Clayback.” It soon became common practice that the suffix was to be symbolic of an individual’s skill, personality, or general competence, to display not only what they could best serve their faction with, but to silently boast with. There was still a lot of leeway and unspoken symbolism at this time with suffixes, however, and over time, their meanings became lost to time.

What did “storm” truly mean when in regards to a folk? What did “breeze”? “Shine”? It meant so many things. But when looking upon folk with suffixes evoking a body part, things became much clearer. It’s far easier to see that a folk named “-leg” is swift and sure-footed, rather than a folk named “-bright”, who is… What. Bright-eyed? Bright-furred? Mentally bright? Body part suffixes were adopted due to their simplicity, and their ability to convey a skill much more clearly.

Finally, folk sat down and etched out the meanings of each body part to bestow upon those earning their names. Gone now were the “-storm”, “-bounce”, etc that could be embodied into something far simpler to understand, something that could be far easier to remember and felt more solid rather than flowy and aesthetic. These names, the prefix and suffixes, finally came together smoothly, in a way that could prove to be recognizable and impressive in of themselves, as well as the figure that they represented.

Names carry great significance within the Fealty. In short, they’re meant to be used as a quick identifier, and to act as a representation of one’s identity, to help guide them to a path that would be best for themselves and for their faction as a whole.

The flower names came with the Evergreens.

[dansnaturepictures]

Seven of my favourite photos I took in July 2023 and month summary

The photos are of; Marmalade hoverfly at Egleton Nature Reserve at Rutland Water, view at Andrews Mare in the New Forest, Brown Hairstreak at Shipton Bellinger, Chalkhill Blue at Stockbridge Down, Four-spotted Chaser at Hickling Broad, water mint at Lakeside Country Park and White Storks at Knepp.

July was another fantastic wild month for me with so much seen and so many places visited, a key part of real core weeks in my wildlife year. We saw and did so much it feels as though things right at the start were more than a month ago!

It was one of my greatest ever months of butterflies. There were nine excellent species additions to my year; the dream moment when we were amazed to see a Swallowtail in Norfolk, another very successful Purple Emperor search at Knepp seeing them so well as well as Silver-washed Fritillary, White Admiral and lovely White-letter Hairstreak, always a quintessential summer moment I think seeing beautiful Chalkhill Blues at Stockbridge Down and Brown Hairstreak, Wall Brown and Silver-spotted Skipper on an extraordinary day at Shipton Bellinger and Perham Down making my butterfly year list my highest ever. Purple Hairstreak at Knepp and various times at Lakeside was another key butterfly I loved seeing this month, with Marbled White, Ringlet and Small Skipper enjoyed too. The arrival of Big Butterfly Count was something I enjoyed doing, counting the butterflies to help inform how species are doing again. This also helped uncover (although I’d have surely noticed anyway) for me that we are onto a bumper year of Red Admirals with so many around which has been fun. Gatekeeper, Meadow Brown, Small White, Green-veined White, Holly Blue, Common Blue, Comma, Peacock, Brimstone, Small Copper and Small Tortoiseshell were other of the target species enjoyed, with Brown Argus seen nicely this month too. Six-spot Burnet which I’ve also seen so many of this year and Silver Y are day flying moths in the count I’ve liked seeing this month in another good one for moths with my first ever Forester a pretty one and a Mint moth at Stockbridge Down as well as Synaphe punctalis on that pivotal insect day for me as well as Yellow Shell at Knepp, a few Bird-cherry Ermine at Rutland Water and Shipton Bellinger, Pearl Veneer at Lakeside and Pyrausta nigrata at Shipton Bellinger key ones seen.

Bird wise it was another smashing month, with a charming Ruddy Shelduck seen at Petersfield Heath Pond, an inspiring day at Knepp getting exquisite views of the monumental White Storks young and old, of course another valuable chance to see the astonishing and wondrous Bee-eaters at Trimingham on the Norfolk trip and in among all the inspiring talks and lovely interaction at the Bird Fair my first Green Sandpiper and Yellow-legged Gulls of the year at Rutland Water’s Egleton reserve during that long weekend both top birds of my year. On those two weekends away this month part of one of my best runs of weekends throughout the year with so much packed in and many big trips we like to do going to Norfolk and Rutland stunning views of majestic Marsh Harrier, exceptional views of Osprey including seeing one hunt, Hobby seen extremely well and at both gorgeous Great White Egrets so well established in those areas now were other big highlights, with Egyptian Geese enjoyed at both and the Petersfield Heath Pond visit including seeing young. Sand Martin, Common Tern, Blackcap, Linnet and Yellowhammer were other standouts this month, with the Lakeside Great Crested Grebes with both families doing well I really enjoyed seeing multiple times as well as Moorhens with young, seeing Peregrines in Winchester including the chick Rosie too. I have also really appreciated Swift and House Martin this month especially on patch, and with gull numbers going up again at Lakeside young Black-headed and also an adult Mediterranean Gull were key moments there this month.

It was also one of my best ever months for dazzling dragonflies and damselflies, with our first ever Norfolk Hawkers, Brown Hawker, Ruddy Darter and Emerald Damselfly coming into our year on the Norfolk trip, Brown Hawker enjoyed again alongside immense Southern Hawker views at Rutland Water with Common Darter, Four-spotted Chaser and locally and further afield Black-tailed Skimmer seen well this month. It was a top month of mammals with smashing views of Water Vole and Stoat at Rutland Water and Stockbridge Down on the long weekend, big mammals in what has got to be my best year of mammals with so many amazing species seen. Fallow and Muntjac Deers at Knepp and Norfolk respectively added to those brilliant times. There were lots of great moments with other insects with Black Clock beetle, Peacock butterfly caterpillar and Garden Tiger moth caterpillar at Hickling Broad, Marmalade (also seen at Lakeside) and Long Hoverfly at Egleton, Rutland Water in a strong month of hoverflies, striking and symbolic of summer Cinnabar moth caterpillars first seeing these at Knepp, so many Common Red Soldier beetles seen what a stalwart of summer, Black-and-yellow longhorn beetle something I was fixated on at Lakeside and Meadow grasshopper at Stockbridge Down with Common Field Grasshopper at Lakeside standing out with nice spider moments too.

In my plant year July felt like the very mature time in the flower year it is with some of the last flowers I expect to see blooming including hemp agrimony, water mint and red bartsia. Wild carrot, marjoram and basil, great willowherb, purple loosestrife, bird vetch, pyramidal orchid, St. John’s-wort, centaury, restharrow, scabious, mallow, scarlet pimpernel, many white clovers, rosebay willowherb, lady’s bedstraw, cuckoo-pint and agrimony have been others that stood out this month. With wetland, coast, meadow, rich grassland, lakes and woodland explored I enjoyed many breathtaking and panoramic views this month, as the weather was interestingly changeable. Have a good August all.

[gyubby99]

@disneyanddisneyships ok so-

MALAPONI = REPUTATION AND LOVER

Okay let's discuss this.

Aponi = Lover

It might be a shock considering her edits, her songs, her fics of revenge, but she IS lover. She EMBODIES lover. Here's why I think Aponi is Lover.

First of all, she is the overlord of WHAT?? Love. Ofcourse Lover is a happy song! Lover is so happy, right?

No. If you look at the songs on the album, it is considered one of the saddest albums by swifties. We have songs like the archer, death by a thousand cuts, afterglow, SOON YOU'LL GET BETTER!!

I think the emotions each song represents, can all be found in Aponi. The anxiety of afterglow, wanting your lover to love you even if you lose your mind, even if you make mistakes, even if you sometimes cause them pain. The scathingly beautiful pain of death by a thousand cuts, the calm golden love of daylight, the sassyness of I Forgot That You Existed, the frustration of The Man, the beauty of Lover, and many many more songs. They all scream one name and that is Aponi Wings.

First off, Lover is more of a sunlit album. An album of love.

"But why are there songs about anxiety and breakups and cancer? If it's all about love?"

Well, it's to show that love isn't always all pink and happy and rainbows and sunshine, which most overlords and demons think about Aponi. That she is HARMLESS. Would never hurt a fly because she is the overlord of Love. Love comes with different things, different emotions. With love, there can be pain, frustration, anger, anxiety, agony even. We should not underestimate what love can do, and we should definitely not think of aponi as weaker than mal just because I in my very own opinion think that Aponi is Lover. A common misconception is that love is weakness, when in reality, it is one of the most powerful forces in the world. Without love, what would happen to the world?

The album Lover expresses the things that come with love aside from being happy. It also expresses something like self-hatred, abandonment issues, and overthinking which Aponi seems to have. Aponi, while being the overlord of love, can also go for blood. Aponi is flawed as well as love can sometimes be, and that is okay!

(Side note that she would fr marry alastor with paper rings)

Aponi to me is a woman that loves, but also knows better. She can love, but she also knows when to stop loving, and when to stand up for yourself. That makes her one of a kind in hell. She is what hell needs. Sure, it doesn't have songs like "dear john" or anything about sa but it has the gut-wrenching feeling like in the lyric "my heart, my hips, my body, my love. Tryna find a part of me that you didn't touch." From death by a thousand cuts. It's not the exact story but the spite, the hurt, the pain is similar.

Let's not forget that Aponi is popular in all the right ways! She is so nice and believes anyone can change for the good and that those who can does not deserve hell and deserves a second chance! She doesn't care what you did in the past, except if they're unforgivable.

And the fact that she takes care of her dancers at a club, her performers comfyness is her first priority, their equal pay, like she takes good care of them. Like, she is radiating this kinda glow that if you're a moth next to it you wouldn't be burned. Like she has a flame that wouldn't kill you but warm you. Like a safe place.. the feeling of a fireplace after walking through a snowstorm for hours.

Aponi as Lover makes total sense and I absolutely stand by my opinion.

Now let's move on to my daughter being REPUTATION.

MAL.

Reputation.. what comes in your mind first when you hear me say "Reputation album by Taylor Swift"?

Hm..

Could it possibly be.. a revenge album full of snakes? A clapback from the hate? A totally badass and fierce album?

Well, from the aesthetic, I can see why you thought of that. All black and white, snakes everywhere, angry songs..

But Mal.. what makes Mal reputation-coded?

Look, on the outside, it's a revenge album. Hell- even the cover is like some dark, badass, angry, out-to-kill vibe. (Who has those same vibes? Right.)

Look at the songs, though!

..Ready for it? End Game Delicate Don't blame me Gorgeous King of my heart Dancing with our hands tied Dress Call it what you want New year's day

Half the album = love songs

Okay maybe rep isn't that scary at all if you really listen and know the album. You know those swiftie videos of "what reputation actually looks like" and it's all photos of Taylor smiling widely on her tour, interacting with fans, looking into the crowd with that glint in her eyes.. just her being happy.

I think that this resonates with Mal, because I think she was fairly well-feared in hell, (especially venice) and while she likes it, she revels in other demons' misery, there's more to it than that.

I'd like to think she was meant to be a lover, but HAD to be a fighter. She was a really nice person who would never wish upon anyone what current Mal wishes on other demons and mortal humans themselves. Ofcourse she was a little mischevious and a troublemaker in her own way, and still is! She now realized she can be both, though.

Most people either hates mal or fears her. All they know about her is that she is two sides of the same coin when it comes to her promises and deal making. She's a trickster, an overlord out for blood in her hands taking on more than she can chew. She lives for the thrill of hell and how one big of a circus it is, and how much fun it is compared to the tight rules of heaven. It feels like she truly belonged here and the gods have decided that fate on her. She feels like this was meant for her. To bring bad luck was something she detested but at the same time was something she half-fully owned.

But I did say the same coin has two sides.

If you're someone like aponi, vox, anyone close to her, you'd know there's WAY more to it than a woman who likes being a literal gremlin who causes chaos and loves lying. Look at how she treats them! People who are important to her and makes her feel special. Mal is very putty and almost melts in vox's arms which is least expected from someone like her, she's helped aponi get throigh shit because she's as stubborn but like 5x more. Aponi says "No." She says "N O !" Velvette is her other soul sister that supports her a lot, Al is like a brother to her now, and they like talking about murder and witchcraft. Emma has the best mom she could ever ask for, Emilia (her bb cousin) had her soft spot, the hotel crew being treated like the found family you'd have a booze with snd laugh at their jokes. Her "lover" side shows ONLY with those people. Only with the people that can be trusted with it and SHE KNOWS they can be trusted with it.

She's caring, kind, honest.. in her own way. In a way that people consider a luxury. Once she lets you in that circle, you'll be treated so right. Kinda like how these love songs show a sense of loyalty, devotion, and just.. pure love and adoration for those people. Although she's not perfect and can anger you, irritate those nerves of yours on the brink of snapping, makes yiu cry sometimes, if she says she loves and cares about you, she's not going anywhere. That's the good luck you get.

So why I think all of this correlates with what swifties say about reputation is that we are the ones that Taylor loves and prioritizes, she's very protective of us, she looks at us like we're the ones who got her to where she is, she always says that swifties changed her life, and that there's nothing we cannot do for her. The revenge songs arent for us obviously. Those are for the rest of the world who watched and laughed as she mourned her reputation, but she slowly rose again, and better than ever.

So I do think that reputation is more of a love album than lover.. which is ironic because of what people think these two albums are based on ONLY aesthetic and name. There's more to her albums than their titles and themes. Hell, speak now is like a princess-like album and then you get songs like dear john and better than revenge. She threw a damn CHAIR during sparks fly!

So uh I guess my little brainrot rant ends here?

[jonnysinsectcatalogue]

Isabella Tiger Moth Caterpillar - Pyrrharctia isabella

With how the breeze is getting colder and leaves continue to fall at an increasingly swift rate, autumn has fully arrived here in Toronto. I’m not ruling out another handful of warm, sunny days, but with the weather turning cold, insects are beginning to finalize any activities they need to wrap up. Most will perish, but have already laid their eggs so that their offspring will return next year, while other insects will hide in safety and overwinter until next spring. This familiar fuzzy insect is one of those insects: the autumn brood descend into leaf litter and remain as a Caterpillar until they can pupate into an orange-colored Moth when warmth returns. It’s been awhile since last we’ve seen this insect, so let’s revisit it with a little story and some photography. We usually find a few woolly bears during yard cleanup at the start off the year, but I was lucky enough to find this autumn brood before the snow arrives. It was found by accident while moving the garbage bins, so I picked it up to move it to a more leaf litter heavy spot after some photos. The urban environment can offer many new hiding spots for the winter, especially the insides of houses, but this Caterpillar deserves better than a covering that frequently moves around, and would thusly expose it to the elements.

Rolled into a ball on the ground, I picked it up, and eventually it eased back into its common wriggling form. It unfurled upside down at first, so I got a good view of the primary legs and the abdominal prolegs which tend to be hidden by the black and brown fluff. If you try and get a closer look at the legs yourself, gently roll the Caterpillar and you might get your chance. I, however, didn’t get that opportunity as after I took these pictures, I noticed something coming out of the other end of the Caterpillar around the size of a pencil eraser. Errmmm...yeah, I nearly got pooped on by this woolly bear. You can see a little bit of it on the left side of Picture 2, hence why I’m holding my hand upside down to let gravity do the work. Still surprising to see, but it does make a lot of sense given how much Caterpillars tend to fuel their grown and their metamorphosis to their adult form. Especially given that food resources will be scarce to nonexistent during the cold months, overwintering insects will need to bulk up and store fats. If it can’t be stored and must be used for daily function until overwintering time, all waste products have to go somewhere. So, a Caterpillar pooping on me...not exactly how I pictured that day going. 

Pictures were taken on October 4, 2022 with a Google Pixel 4. Please wash your hands if an insect tries to poop on you while you handle it. 

Update - October 21, 2022: One more Woolly Bear picture has been added from the golf courses of Muskoka. It was much brighter over there. The Caterpillar’s fur bares the same pattern as the Toronto specimen. That picture was taken on October 10, 2022.

[aduelbetweenkingdomsafreshstart]

ADBK: Killer Needle

Epithet: The Swift Stinger

Voice Actor: Charlie Adler

Tribe: The Arthropod Empire

Biography: The armies of the Arthropod Empire are vast, and many of Insect Queen's generals command up to a thousand bugs at a time, many of them clones of several commanders. This is one of the most common along with Basic and Big Insects. Killer Needles have a similar mentality to hornets, slicing and dicing as much as using their stingers to inject poison into their enemies!

The main commander of these buzzing bombers is nicknamed Vesper, and she commands these sisters of the skies with all the grace of a swarm of locusts!

She's often paired with the Moth Twins, and is very devout in her worship of them and Insect Queen. Vesper will protect them with her life, and has died for them on multiple occasions.

However, much like Machines from the Machinations, Insect Queen can respawn commanders and their minions as easy as any factory. As such, she's gained many enemies and fought many battles over her campaigns. So the next time you hear a great cacophony of buzzing, run in the opposite direction!

[metro--station]

so this is an intro post

hi loves <3

i am a teenage girl. if you want pronouns, it's she/her. i won't be posting my pics or sum like that but i will tell you that i have dark brown hair and very dark brown eyes, i'm kinda short and very pale

i won't say my name, at least not yet, but it starts with J and it isn't very common and i do like it

i love cats with my whole heart. black ones are the best but i love them all. ravens are so underrated like huh? they're smart and look great and i'm going to stop myself here before it'll get too far. i also like moths, idk, there's something about them.

i love little nightmares and hunger games. my fav characters are Six and Johanna. i also love reading and all kinds of art, but music has a special place in my heart, i am listening to music 24/7, i listen to all kinds of music, but i really like phonk. God's revenge by Feerix is my favourite. i'll link it down here ↓

guys give it a try i love it

my other fav artists are Isabel LaRosa (my love), Crystal Castles (but I fully support Alice), Ellise, Billie Eilish and many others. to give this a bit of contrast, i also listen to Taylor Swift and ABBA and these people and i love romcoms. no one is plain.

i am also crazy about psychology and i really want to study it. i am interested in personality disorders (especially bpd) - that means i love to research them, find new stuff about them, you know

i'll be posting here some stuff i like and think it's fitting here. i also want this to be a safe space for mentally ill people since i might not be mentally healthy, but even if i was, i know it's hard, and i hope you'll feel safe somewhere. it doesn't have to be there, but somewhere. this doesn't add only to mentally ill people, but to anyone. that means that if i'd add anything harmful, which i'll do my best to avoid, but something can be triggering for someone, i'll delete it and apologize if needed.

i don't know how i came up with the name métro station. i'm not french btw, i am Slavic, from Eastern Europe, and maybe it's because it sounds similar to how you say subway station in my native language, and métro station kind of describes the way my style looks. i really don't know, don't ask about the thought process, it just happened one night

okay i think that's all, you'll found out the rest if you'll keep an eye on this blog

[libidomechanica]

Of hurts, which fain be thy mountain: how many

When from hurt you happen where memory   moth, pod of ever in Londonderry’s   Marquess shows that Psyche, nor curse you this? And with just a common this old store, or other, and I will come hame, and they lives.   Or on, might the Alamo. Come swift country   gentlemen farmer’—a race be my day, and her eyes can vie: her Arethusian streamers to give me from the guy. From   what can even by whom Messalina’s   selfe I need not reach’d that shines, in a knot. My testament her doubt, the gotten, and not misapplied unto the gable-wall.   Now, at thy skin like only when she only   I could only said, return no more you—Then hey, for what the leap. I should be.

[dkayproductions]

Inktober 2017 - Day 1

(Swift)

For this year’s set of prompts, I decided to do a list of definitions for some of the days featured on the list. In this case, we’ve got a science-fiction take on the Common Swift Moth.

References for this creature can be found at this link: https://www.google.com/search?q=common+swift+moth&rlz=1C1GGGE_enUS564US564&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwj7lKOehdHWAhVLTSYKHSR7C0IQ_AUICigB&biw=1920&bih=965

[husbandohunter]

What they love about you (part 2)[Genshin Impact]

Synopsis: It was as if the universe had changed when they saw you.

Characters: Zhongli, Childe, Albedo, Kazuha. Part 1 here

Genre: fluff

"Poetry for my hopeless romantic heart 🥺 and Kazuha, he was the perfect candidate for this. I decided to put Zhongli first of course, he deserves it after saving my ass in Baal's fight."

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Spirit flows through the Immovable rock (Zhongli)

Nations fall, truths be told, iron rusts and earth erode

Through six centuries these were stories he watched unfold.

He sees you and the archon knew that you shall too grow old

But despite it all, he loves you for your existence, as nothing can compare to your intransient soul.

The purpose of contracts were made to ensure there had been a fair trade between two parties. Like merchants striking business deals for a favourable outcome, like mother nature maintaing the balance between life and death, like how you and your beloved said your vows and whispered promises to one another as evening bids farewell by the warm welcome of the moon's gentle glow. Those days were the most treasured that you couldn't help remisicing them-- when Zhongli appeared in your life. Your mortal life. How time can fly so fast.

Perhaps this had been a common notion among human standards. That to be connected, both sides must share the same factors in order to proceed the contract. Clearly your placement proved to be mismatched. Unlike Zhongli there could be a day when your legs gave up and you can no longer walk. He will go on without you, continuing to drift in places where you cannot reach, where time was out of the question, further and further away until the mist begins to seize your field of vision and soon your eyes were too old to see.

The difference in age can truly make someone feel alone and Zhongli knew it well. Thus he smiled softly like he always does and held you close, speaking with so much kindness:

My dearest.

Your soul existed like an evergreen tree blooming through all four seasons, unwithered and everlasting, even against the cold storm of white. And it could be as soft as the sunbeam cascading through the mountain peaks while they dust the land with their ethereal hues and emitting the warmth that breaths absolute serenity. If artifacts were a piece of what someone left behind then maybe everything you made was considered an artifact-- a treasure. A piece of you in those handwritten letters, the beauty in your fingertips after knitting him a scarf which caused scars to mar them, and because of how heavy your spirit weighs through everything you did, it became evident that the one he had fallen for was not your skin nor your body but the person who resides in it.

And sometimes he wonders if he had met you once upon a dream. What else could explain the mysterious feeling that made you seem so familiar, even when he only saw you for the first time? Or perhaps you were an old friend from the long long past, someone he stargazed with upon the infinite mounds of grass and glaze lilies, someone whom he shared the taste of osmanthus wine, someone he came to cherished just like how he cherished his own nation. Regardless, whether you were that someone or not, he wouldn't hesitate to relive those times all over again.

If there was a day when the world around you decided to cave in, where time inevitably caught up and you succumbed to change, he would still be yours. After all, the immovable stone was meant to be the symbol of constancy. He already sworn to you that his devotion and affection will never waver, they were solely held towards your essence for you had touched him through the things he could not touch, and left a mark that would last longer than his ancient self can last. Zhongli may have lived through many lifetimes but meeting you was the beginning of everything. You were a mortal immortalized in the world his heart, etched so deep that it stirs him apart, there was no room for anyone else.

~xx~

Drowning in the ocean flames (Tartaglia)

There was a man who fell deeply in love with war

They raged inside of him like the spontaneous battlefields he came to adore.

Consumed by desire, pain became an addiciton

And he eventually surrenders to the heat of your passion.

While many fear death, Childe learned to dance with it.

He revels in the way his heart pounds endlessly, as if new life had been born from the inside and then bursted like thunder, sending trembling sensations through his veins, bringing him to the peak of euphoria. The feeling was a drug in which Childe hesitates no more when he confronts it, rather he deliberately seeks it. He seeks thrill in the most dangerous situations since they were the moments that made him feel so alive.

Henceforth the Harbinger sought you out. He inches closer and ever so close, those deep cerulean eyes trapped in your hypnotizing ones. Childe loves how you look at him like you were about to devour him, consume him as the flames in hell would, perhaps destroy him completely to the point there was no turning back and yet...he would not mind.

Childe had been so drawn to you like a moth to a light. No. Rather, Adam and the devil, tempting him to sin because the things he would do for you were undeniably impetuous. It was too late. It was too late when you told him you wanted to stay. Too late when you pulled him down, with arms around his neck, stealing away his breath in one swift manner as well as a kiss. Curse you for having so much power over him, from then and there he was no longer the mighty harbinger everyone knew but a man foolish in love. Take him higher. Higher. Take him far. To say you were alluring would be an understatement. The scent of you brings all his senses to disarray and the taste of you-- by the archons-- had never made him feel so starved. All he thought of was mindlessly running his hands over your small back, reveling in the shape of you, exploring every inch and curve in attempt to make you completely his.

This was the reason why he grew accustomed to dancing with death. Because it was you. You were going to be the cause of his downfall and you were the cause of this insanity. Even though you constantly reminded him how risky the situation was due to being a wanted criminal in his homeland's eyes, Childe pays no mind. Didn't he already tell you to trust him? Anyone who threatens you would be an enemy of his, much to their misfortune. Whether it'd be conquering the world and laying it beneath your feet or walking through the depths of the abyss all over again, he'll make sure to have it all and no one can say otherwise.

~xx~

Shelter (Albedo)

Your warmth was his hearth

Like stars falling onto the earth

Gracing the plains in an empereal bliss

As they trembled under the touch of heaven's kiss

Closing his eyes, you are the first person he sees.

The sound of snow chasing the wind fills the silent night once again while it's whispered blows continued to echo just by the cave's entrance. Albedo had planned to take you back to Monstadt that day but Dragonspine was not the place to be merciful with the weather. No one else except the two of you occupied the abandoned space and a singular camp fire to serve as a source of warmth. You place your hand on your lover's forehead, brushing away his ash coloured strands while he seeps into slumber. Albedo sighs contentedly. Despite the world being engulfed in sheer cold, here he felt safe and sound.

Before meeting you Albedo never really had that. People regularly held him on a high regard and had a hard time matching his pace. He was a born genius to the point that he practically stood out like a swan out of the ducklings' crowd as they admired his brilliance. Truly Albedo was a perfect human being. But when turns around to see the rest he noticed how distant everything seemed. He was so focused on his pursuit towards the universal truth that he hadn't given the time to consider; where is he going with this? And what for? Everyone else looked so happy living in their mundane routines and Albedo soon grew curious about such thoughts. Out of all the places in Monstadt, exactly where does he belong?

Opening his eyes, you are the first person he looks for.

"Welcome home, Albedo!"

The answer was obvious. Home was the sound of his name on your lips. When you were side by side with him while he sketched the landscape from the far distance. In places where the lights were on as he entered the room, knowing you were inside. This feeling couldn't be describe with just a word. Home was not a nation nor was it a destination. Home was in your touch where he felt the most protected.

I'm home.

A sky filled with stars and he only saw one; his Starlight. Your warmth held the emotion similar to the kind where there had only been one cande lit amidst an infinite stretch of darkness. But it also brought the joy of flowers blossoming into the vivid future of new spring. There was no place he'd rather be than the shelter of your arms because with you, Albedo believed he truly found where he belonged.

~xx~

Pirr against the Scarlet Leaves (Kazuha)

Silencing the world

My heart begins to find peace

Soothed by your presence

- For my beloved, (Y/n)

I remember how the first petal of spring drifted by as it had flown into the crossroads of our path. Subconciously my entire being began to still. This particular flower... it must have come far and wide for the wind to carry such a pleasant scent. Although I had intended to continue my venture onwards but the air ceased to sound and I knew that this way was true. And so nature beckons me to the shore where the waves lulled back and forth under the moonlight's entrance, only then I began to sharpen my vision to see what was before me. You stood there on a rock with your face looking into the sparkling sky, singing a tune that drew me near. Just the mere sight was enough to stir my heart alone.

My beloved, do you know why I named this poem 'Pirr against the Scarlet Leaves?'

Watching you was like witnessing the ephmereal birth of a flower sprouting amongst the slums of an abandoned nation. A fleeting miracle where snow falls from the summer sky. I am compelled to capture these feelings in this poem yet there are moments where my thoughts scatter as if the autumn wind had whisked them away and out of my grasp until a singular leaf is only what was left. Perhaps it wouldn't be necessary for me to keep a notebook of ways I can describe your presence, instead a few simple sentences would suffice. Nevertheless, I only wish to express my feelings for you.

When you're with me it seems I have nothing to think about. The aura around you can silence the world alone, speaking louder than thunder cries, weighing heavily to those around you in ways it would feel empty if you're not here. Yet I could breath as if alleviated from the burdens of my past. This had me realize that this must have been the will of the wind. You were the greatest gift to have ever bestowed upon me and I confess, sometimes my chest aches because of how much I cherish you, it pierces me like a sharp blade but even if my heart bleeds it will continue to bleed only for your sake.

So wherever you are, wherever you may be, I can feel you in the breeze. Return soon my beloved, I'll be here, waiting.