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jenfoundabug · 7 months
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I discovered this adorable mother earwig with her clutch of eggs under a rock recently. Unlike most nonsocial insects, earwigs are excellent mothers. The female guards the eggs, cleans them, and keeps them warm. She doesn't even leave to eat. After about a week, the eggs hatch, and the female continues to protect, feed, and take care of her nymphs until their second molt (adulthood is 5-6 molts depending on the species). I felt bad for disturbing this lovely lady, so I very carefully put the rock back after taking a few pictures. (Other than the nesting behavior, you can tell this is a female because of the straight forceps. Males generally have curved ones. Also fun fact: earwigs can't really hurt you with their butt pinchers, and they don't want to be anywhere near your ear.) Forficula dentata, Northern California
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bestmothertournament · 6 months
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piplupod · 7 months
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oh wait this is literally just... the majority is Right and True and anyone who deviates from it is Wrong and Unwell. okay. okay. i've experienced this and observed this many times before but this one in particular blindsided me a little because I often forget how much people hate insects because the subject does not come up very often in my physical life
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noirandchocolate · 5 months
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‘Because she likes people,’ said the witch, striding ahead. 'She cares about 'em. Even the stupid, mean, drooling ones, the mothers with the runny babies and no sense, the feckless and the silly and the fools who treat her like some kind of a servant. Now THAT’S what I call magic–seein’ all that, dealin’ with all that, and still goin’ on. It’s sittin’ up all night with some poor old man who’s leavin’ the world, taking away such pain as you can, comfortin’ their terror, seein’ 'em safely on their way…and then cleanin’ 'em up, layin’ 'em out, making 'em neat for the funeral, and helpin’ the weeping widow strip the bed and wash the sheets–which is, let me tell you, no errand for the fainthearted–and stayin’ up the next night to watch over the coffin before the funeral, and then going home and sitting down for five minutes before some shouting angry man comes bangin’ on your door 'cuz his wife’s havin’ difficulty givin’ birth to their first child and the midwife’s at her wits’ end and then getting up and fetching your bag and going out again…. We all do that, in our own way, and she does it better'n me, if I was to put my hand on my heart. THAT is the root and heart and soul and center of witchcraft, that is. The soul and center!' Mistress Weatherwax smacked her fist into her hand hammering out her words. 'The…soul…and…CENTER!’ Echoes came back from the trees in the sudden silence. Even the grasshoppers by the side of the track had stopped sizzling. 'And Mrs Earwig,’ said Mistress Weatherwax, her voice sinking to a growl, 'Mrs. Earwig tells her girls it’s about cosmic balances and stars and circles and colors and wands and…and toys, nothing but TOYS!' She sniffed. 'Oh, I daresay they’re all very well as decoration, somethin’ nice to look at while you’re workin’, somethin’ for show, but the start and finish, THE START AND FINISH, is helpin’ people when life is on the edge. Even people you don’t like. Stars is easy, people is hard.’ She stopped talking. It was several seconds before birds began to sing again. 'Anyway, that’s what I think,’ she added in the tones of someone who suspects that she might have gone just a bit further than she meant to.
--Terry Pratchett, "A Hat Full of Sky"
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herpsandbirds · 9 months
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Can you tell me about earwigs? I saw sa pair on a leaf for about four months that moved around enough for me to know they were alive but they never seemed to have young, eat, or leave that one leaf. Also, I have always assumed the “ear” part of the name was due to some myth, but my sister actually knew a guy in school who had to go to the hospital because one actually got in his ear. Why are they called that, and not something more accurate to the way they look, like… “spinoroids” or something
Earwigs (order Dermaptera)
Well, obviously there are old tales about these insects climbing into peoples ears. They don’t do it regularly, it’s not even that common, and other insects, like small cockroaches, have been found climbing into peoples ears more commonly. I agree with you, they should probably have some different name, but I think at this point in entomological history, it’s unlikely we’re going to rename them.
There are many different species of earwigs, and they live all kinds of different lifestyles. Some of them are predatory, some are scavengers, and many of them are omnivorous.
They appear as if they don’t have wings, but they do have very thin light wings folded up underneath wing covers. The forceps on the back are used for a variety of purposes. On some species they’re used to seize and hold prey, and on most species they are used during mating.
The mothers guard the eggs, after laying, and even take care of the nymphs for a while after hatching. This is a group of insects that undergoes incomplete metamorphosis.

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Common Earwig (Forficula auricularia), family Forficulidae, order Dermaptera, Germany
Photographs by Hans Pohl
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susansontag · 1 year
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studio ghibli ranking list let’s go
(will include nausicaä and the red turtle)
the these-are-actually-bad section:
24. earwig and the witch
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actually the only one I haven’t watched so it’s cheeky to put it here. but I won’t be watching it and no one will blame me.
23. ocean waves
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who sincerely cares about these teenagers they’re so annoying. if the boys had been gay it would have honestly been homophobic.
22. pom poko
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this film is about shape-shifting raccoon dogs waging a war on humans and there’s copious jokes about their testicles. so on paper a perfect film. execution wise it’s so long and so boring and you care about none of them.
the cure-for-insomnia section:
21. tales from earthsea
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hayao miyazaki was right to walk out of this one even though he probably is a terrible father for having done so. some of the animation was really nice but these protagonists made me yearn for the ocean waves cast because at least they have semi-personalities.
20. castle in the sky
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proof miyazaki was judging his son too hard for earthsea because this is basically his version of the same thing: a nice idea with good animation and the most boring boy/girl protagonists imaginable. has got that whimsy he does so nicely however.
the passable-films section:
19. the cat returns
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but should he have? was that really necessary? has a scene of cats walking in a procession on their hind legs though so that’s a plus.
18. arrietty
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visually gorgeous but otherwise a very run-of-the-mill adaptation of the borrowers, which in something that should feel wondrous is less than ideal.
17. my neighbors the yamadas
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some harmless and inventive fun that you can put on in the background whilst eating lunch or doing some light yoga stretches.
the don’t-harm-me-I’m-right section:
16. howl’s moving castle
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yes I do in fact understand the intricacies of the plot and I still don’t care. this is one of ghibli’s messiest films for sure, it can’t decide what it wants to be or focus on and the plot just seems to happen and then not happen for no good reason. I also think howl’s a whiny bastard and hate that sophie has to mother him and endure his contemptible man tantrums. a shame because she’s actually cool.
15. grave of the fireflies
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it was sweet but I’ve watched more moving animated films set in war-time, even. I don’t have much desire to watch it again honestly but maybe I will at some point.
the this-is-getting-there section:
14. the red turtle
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I liked it! an acquired taste but I really felt the harshness of the elements and the cruelty and the love. it's also very beautiful to look at, one of the most visually arresting ghibli productions.
13. only yesterday
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a tale of two films with this one. the parts where she's a young girl are much more interesting, but if this had stuck the landing and it'd been more even overall, could have potentially been a favourite. alas.
12. the wind rises
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a genuinely weird one in ghibli's lineup, in which miyazaki meshes two different stories together (one of inventive 'genius' and a doomed love story, respectively) in a likely attempt to try and grapple with his having chosen his career over all else, including family (noteworthy is that his wife was not able to retain her career as an animator). as a piece of art it's less whimsical and more mature than many of these films, but I struggle to not let my distaste for what it potentially represents get in the way of my appreciation for it as a film, but it's so blatantly personal that it's impossible.
the that-was-just-a-good-fun-time section:
11. nausicaä of the valley of the wind
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aesthetically one of the coolest films on this list but I don't remember the story as well. great protagonist too. must have been great to experience when it first came out in the '80s.
10. porco rosso
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I love this film about a tomboy mechanic and some pilot guy who went off to war and was so changed he is now a pig. watching it feels like if the mediterranean was so small it fit into your back pocket and was also populated by all your friends all your enemies and your ex-lover also.
9. from up on poppy hill
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I found this one boring the first time I watched it but it really grew on me with subsequent rewatches. I really like her predominantly female household and the community they share in the backdrop of the rest of the drama is sweet. the bit of drama midway through is still batshit though but in a loveable, disney-would-never way.
the near-perfect section:
8. the tale of the princess kaguya
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probably takahata's magnum opus with the studio, if slightly overlong. folktales are tricky because they tend to feel moralistic and the characters one-note if you're not willing to build on them but kaguya herself feels very spirited and alive. the prettiest on the list too I'd say.
7. my neighbor totoro
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cozy late summer comfort film. perhaps even more special now because I was able to see the london production. cute!
6. when marnie was there
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surprised this one has ranked so high for me but that's the power of tomboy lesbians heck yeah etc. also the fantastical element of this one is so up my alley and touches upon a particular kind of childhood nostalgia I have of being in old houses and imbuing them with magical qualities. the image of anna facing the house across the marshland is burned into my retina.
the I'd-die-for-her section:
5. princess mononoke
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aesthetically too cool for school and has one of the best ghibli villains and female characters (lady eboshi). they really said all the spirits of the forest are going to die in this one but well it was a nice thought.
4. ponyo
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my comfort movie of all-time! heartwarming! with another great female ghibli character in lisa, sosuke's mum who is legally allowed to drive like that apparently. also one I actually watched for the first time in my childhood when I was around 7 or so at an after school club. the subtitles taught me the useful and now underused gem of a phrase "bog off".
3. kiki's delivery service
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asks the important questions such as: what if you were a young witch from a dying tradition who moves to a gorgeous town in sweden? what if your remarkable gifts were no longer appreciated due to rapid advancements in aviation technology? what if you could live in a bakery?
2. spirited away
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when you're just a timid child who is scared of admittedly a lot and your parents manage to mess everything up spectacularly so now you're forced to work at the age of twelve for people who steal your identity. still one of the best honestly they may never top this as the peak of their artistic achievement.
1. whisper of the heart
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have you ever been a struggling artist? have you ever been in love? have you ever been obsessed with john denver's take me home, country roads? in all seriousness love a story of two artistically inclined people inspiring each other and this has a unique feel compared to other ghibli films forever favourite probably. it feels like basically no one has watched it and that's a shame. rest in peace yoshifumi kondō.
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onenicebugperday · 10 months
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i love most insects/bugs/arachnids/etc., but i still can't stand the sight of earwigs and house centipedes. i was hoping you- or perhaps one of your followers- might have a pleasant story about them, or photos of pet earwigs or house centipedes with cute set-ups, so i could recontextualize these bugs and not get the heebie jeebies when i see them
I would recommend following @crevicedwelling for house centipede content! They keep one (several? idk) as pets and often post cute photos and videos.
As for earwigs, did you know females care for their eggs to keep them safe? They are excellent mothers. Maybe looking up photos of females with eggs might help you to find them cuter?
Look at her...
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She's perfect :')
Photo by Marshal Hedin
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sotwk · 9 months
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2nd Day of Yule: “Two Turtle Doves”
Crown Prince Mirion Thranduilion x Reader
Third Age 110 
The Last Homely House, Imladris
“Are you certain about this?” You gently stroked the downy throat of the sweet, grey-colored bird perched on the ledge of the open window. It chirped its approval of your touch, signaling not just its willingness, but its eagerness to set out on its special mission. 
But your question had not been for the amiable creature. It was for the Lady of Imladris, who finally rose from the desk where she had been working for the past several minutes while you waited, entranced by the swift movement of her skilled fingers. 
“This should do it.” Lady Celebrian flashed a triumphant smile and held up the small object, about the size and shape of an earwig, between her thumb and forefinger. “As for being certain, I think that is something you should ask yourself, not I or our little friend here.” She bent over to the bird on the windowsill, and before you could come close to see what she was doing, the tiny case that contained your letter had been secured to the animal’s right leg. “This will surely find its way to the intended recipient, so are you certain about your message?”
“I…yes, I am.” You knew you did not sound at all confident, and the blush that bloomed over your cheeks did not help matters. “I only hope that my words do not disappoint him.”
“Oh?” Celebrian’s tone was light and passive, but you were well aware of her deep love for Elvenqueen Maereth, and by extension, her sons. She had surpassed your mother in her eagerness to introduce you to Prince Mirion, even in the midst of the momentous occasion of her wedding day to Lord Elrond merely two summers ago. 
Yet Celebrian asked no questions, and gave no indication that she meant to press you for more information, whether at the moment or in the future. When you came to her to share news of the arrival of the feathered messenger from the Woodland Realm, you knew you could trust her to hold your secrets in confidence. 
However, you stopped short of sharing the contents of the letter with her, for you could not even read the words in private without sinking into a chair, overwhelmed by emotions you could not define.
“I believe he is ready to depart.”
Indeed you had tarried long enough in sending a response, almost unforgivably. You stretched out your arm, and the grey dove fluttered lightly to land on the edge of your hand.
“May kind winds carry you all the way home, darling friend,” you whispered. “Thank you for your courage.”
The messenger bird bobbed its head, trilled cheerily, and promptly took flight. In a flash it vanished into the evening sky, too quick in the darkness for even your sight to follow.
“What a long way to fly in terrible weather,” you sighed, peering up at the clouds overhead which appeared moments away from turning their icy burden into snowfall. “It seems like too much to ask of that fair little creature to brave such a journey.” 
“You may see it just as a delicate song bird.” Celebrian moved around you to close the shutters and keep out the incoming frost. “But Greenwood doves are exceptionally, deceptively hardy and utterly determined, just like their people. If that little one succeeded in finding its way here, then it will most certainly succeed in its quest home.” She slipped an arm around your shoulders to give you a gentle squeeze. “There is nothing left to do but wait.”
The Lady departed your room to leave you alone with your thoughts…which quickly turned to those words again. You glanced over at the book you left on the chaise by the fireplace. Within its pages you hid the letter that you had been reading over and over again since its arrival, even though the words had already nested within you, keeping his voice inside your head and his face in your mind’s eye. 
"The bond between two Greenwood doves is so steadfast that one could scarcely bear to be separated from its mate for long. I send this one to you because he is a trusted friend; one who understands the importance of his errand. Just as I do, he knows of separation and longing and the love that drives it all.
My only desire is to reaffirm the ardency of my affections for you. To know that you have been reminded of it, that you have thought of me, is enough to comfort me through this winter we are apart. 
I await my friend’s return with anticipation. I shall celebrate his reunion with his beloved, in the hope that I too may experience that same joy very soon."
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Yuletide Series MASTERLIST
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abimee · 10 months
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Earwigs are among the few non-social insect species that show maternal care. The mother pays close attention to the needs of her eggs, such as warmth and protection
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granulesofsand · 2 months
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Mirrored Earwigs
🗝️🏷️ bugs, RAMCOA
I’m realizing that our story now isn’t far from our parents’. Our father ran away from home around 16 — or more accurately, locked out. He got a job and had his own apartment for a while. He met our mother at that job. When he moved into her apartment, she had an earwig infestation.
We’ve half run away for years. We had a job and slept away from the family house by the time we were 16, moved, lived in the dorms, then lived in the shelter. We live in the shelter now; an apartment looking room with an earwig infestation.
They both got their shit together, more or less. Our father rejoined the cult cause our mother was still in, but they made good money and had a house and stuff. And a family. We kinda fucked up the family portion. (They broke the social contract, not us. Leaving was the best choice.) We can do that too. Just give it time and effort. We’ll get there.
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tatiejosie · 1 year
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oh hey look, i’m projecting again
Some small Earwig doodles in these trying times, I’m going through the Horrors as usual so I don’t have the time to do much. That being said, have some depressed Bella, supportive Earwig and out-of-the-loop Mandrake
I wrote a very small one-shot as a caption but I’m not exactly confident in my writing skills. Here goes nothing -
“I know you’re upset. C’mon, tell me what’s wrong.”
Bella sighed. Earwig thought that she was being ignored for a moment, but she saw that the witch was miserable as she seemingly searched for the right words.
“There’s nothing to say, girlie,” she sighed. “It takes a lot of strength to keep things going… and some days you just don’t have it in you. That’s all.”
Earwig rested her head on her mother’s shoulder, watching pensively. She could notice it when Bella was more exhausted, but she couldn’t figure out why - she hardly knew anything about the witch past a very superficial level. Whatever difficult past or heartbreaks she’s gone through, Earwig would wring it out of her mum eventually. But not now.
“What about Mandrake?” The girl piped up.
“What about him,” Bella muttered in response.
“Do you talk to him when you’re sad?”
The witch huffed bitterly. “Certainly not. No reason to.”
“I mean… I reckon it would be nice to speak to him when you have a lot on your mind,” Earwig smiled as she inched a little closer to Bella’s face. The witch only sighed in response, staring into space.
“You wouldn’t want him to worry about you, would you?” Earwig pressed.
“He’s not… like that,” Bella replied exasperatedly. “I shouldn’t expect him to care about this. It’s my problem, I’ll deal with this on my own like I’ve always done.”
The witch did not want to sound so bitter. She couldn’t deny that she was miserable most of the time, but what else could she do other than repress it? Pretending to be functional was her only way to keep face. And Bella did not want to involve Mandrake into this. Part of her wanted him out of her mess because he didn’t have to see how bad it was… but deep down, she just didn’t want to know that he wouldn’t care if he knew. The probability made it hard to even think about.
Earwig furrowed her brows. “You think… that he doesn’t care about you?”
“I never said that. I just meant that we’re not… that close when it comes to that. Y’know, feelings and the like.”
“But you’re sad, why wouldn’t he care? What does he do to make you feel better when you cry?” the girl inquired curiously.
“Oh please,” Bella scoffed. “I’m not some snotty child, girlie, I know how to keep things to myself.”
“Okay, maybe not cry, but you do look miserable! I saw it, Thomas saw it, I’m sure Mandrake knows it when you’re sad!”
“Yeah, he probably does. Doesn’t mean he has to do something about it.” Bella retorted irritably. “Go away now, I’m exhausted.”
She gave the girl a light push to shake her off, before rolling over to bury her face in a pillow. Thinking about her emotional isolation was the last thing she needed right now.
Earwig sat next to her mother on the bed, deep in thoughts. It was obvious from the start that her parents were repressing a bunch of unresolved issues, but she had expected more… solidarity between them. That was kind of pathetic.
She knew that Mandrake was a caring person, there was no reason for him to just ignore Bella. Maybe he didn’t want to seem intrusive. Maybe he doesn’t know what to say. Or maybe he would rather not get involved with Bella’s personal issues, like it’s better to leave it be. That sounds like him, Earwig thought. But it wasn’t right.
She figured that she still had a lot of work to do on her parents and their ridiculously complex situation.
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bestmothertournament · 3 months
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Propaganda Under Cut:
Sheila Hammond (Mother of Abby): Sheila continues to try and provide Abby with a supporting and stable home environment even after she is turned into a zombie. When she feels that she is about to be caught she plans for Abby's future even if she is not in it.
Bella Yaga (Adoptive Mother of Earwig): Takes Earwig in and slowly the two of them warm to each other.
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hjonko · 10 months
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WHO IS SHE YA’LL! ! ! ! 🗣️🔊🔊🔊🔊
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Y’know how Pranee takes Bubblegums place?
Yeah this zombie gorl takes Marcys
She / They mother fucker fr
She died shortly after the mushroom wars, but during an oozer / zombie outbreak, them bitches decided to bite anyone in a grave (in this case makeshift grave) who wasn’t already reanimated, hence the bite mark on her arm and why she ended up a zombie in the first place.
Cause of death is undecided currently, but ik I want it to have something to do with her facial scars and the GIANT FUCKING HOLE IN HER SIDE-
As for her arm she fr just got it stuck somewhere and left it lmao
The medical tape around her neck is so her head doesn’t fall off and roll away somewhere cuz oh yeah that happens.
Speaking of her neck, she CAN talk, but she wont because what remains of her brain is all scram-jambled, so she has the ability to talk, she just doesn’t have the ability to produce actual words.
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feral-babe · 7 months
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Standing as a beacon of intellect, wisdom, and discernment, The Queen of Horns embodies the essence of clear-sightedness and sharp intellect. Her presence suggests a keen analytical mind, capable of cutting through illusions and uncovering hidden truths. As a figure of authority and independence, this Queen commands respect and admiration, inspiring others with her strength of character and unwavering resolve. She symbolizes the ability to make decisions with a sharp mind and an open heart. This card encourages us to harness our intellectual capabilities and embrace our independence.
Despite their fearsome appearance, female earwigs exhibit dedicated maternal care, tending to their eggs and offspring with remarkable tenderness and vigilance. These diligent mothers guard their young from predators, ensuring their survival through the vulnerable stages of development. Much like the Queen of Horns, who navigates the complexities of life with wisdom and insight, female earwigs demonstrate a keen awareness of their surroundings and a steadfast commitment to protecting their progeny. Their nurturing instincts speak to the importance of empathy and compassion, reminding us of the power of maternal love to transcend barriers and overcome adversity.
The Queen of Horns suggests that embracing both strength and flexibility in our approach to challenges is key to success, which is mirrored in the earwig’s unique anatomy. They possess an extraordinary folding mechanism in their wings, neatly tucked away until needed. It is an optimized masterpiece of natural design, reminding us that being strong doesn't mean being inflexible, and being vulnerable doesn't mean being weak. True wisdom lies not only in the mastery of knowledge but also in the way we use that knowledge to uplift and empower others.
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Sussex Brand VICTIM
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Follow the link Rebecca is tweeting...
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Prince Harry was quiet and sounded nervous as he stated his name “Prince Harry” and swore an oath on the bible in the witness box
I’ve never heard a barrister have to explain to the court the protocol on how to address a witness… “Your Royal Highness” in the first instance, then “Prince Harry”
Prince Harry says decision to “reluctantly” step back from Royal role was in large part “due to the constant intrusion, inciting of hatred & harassment by the tabloid press into every aspect of our private lives, which had a devastating impact on our mental health and wellbeing”
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Prince Harry writes in his witness statement “How much more blood will stain their typing fingers before someone can put a stop to this madness.” He explains the comment was directed more broadly at the tabloid press rather than specific Mirror Group Newspaper journalists.
Prince Harry’s witness statement is 55 pages long. He writes… “What I complain of here is illegal or unlawful, and that is something which I feel incredibly strongly about.”
I genuinely feel that in every relationship that I’ve ever had – be that with friends, girlfriends, with family or with the army, there’s always been a third party involved, namely the tabloid press.”
It created a huge amount of paranoia in my relationships. I would become immediately suspicious of anyone that was named in a story about me I felt that I couldn’t trust anybody, which was an awful feeling for me especially at such a young age.”
I feel somewhat relieved to know that my paranoia towards my friends and family had, in fact, been misplaced, although feel sad for how much it impacted my adolescence.”
In his witness statement #PrinceHarry makes several references to his late mother #PrincessDiana “There are even eight private investigator payments made in relation to my mother, which I have only learnt of since bringing my claim. This makes me feel physically sick.”
The Duke of Sussex singles out Piers Morgan for criticism
The thought of Piers Morgan and his band of journalists earwigging into my mother’s private and sensitive messages (in the same way as they have me)…
and then having given her a “nightmare time” three months prior to her death in Paris, makes me feel physically sick and even more determined to hold those responsible, including Mr Morgan, accountable for their vile and entirely unjustified behaviour.”
“As a consequence of me bringing my Mirror Group claim, both myself and my wife have been subjected to a barrage of horrific personal attacks and intimidation from Piers Morgan, who was the Editor of the Daily Mirror between 1995 and 2004
presumably in retaliation and in the hope that I will back down, before being able to hold him properly accountable for his unlawful activity towards both me and my mother during his editorship.
The problem is that, over the last 15 to 20 years, there are now incredibly powerful media companies who masquerade as journalists and who have, quite literally, hijacked journalistic privileges for their own personal gain and agenda, It’s an unbelievably dangerous place.”
I am bringing this claim, not because I hate the tabloid press or even necessarily a section of it, but in order to properly hold the people who have hijacked those privileges, which come with being a member of the press, to account for their actions.”
I feel there’s a responsibility to expose this criminal activity in the name of public interest."
Prince Harry attempts to lighten to mood by quipping “you’ve got me doing a work-out” as the defence barrister repeatedly asks him to pull out the huge bundles of documents involved in this complicated case.
Prince Harry has been asked to raise his voice in court. The barrister for Mirror Group Newspapers, Andrew Green KC, jokes “not in anger I hope!”
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https://www.itv.com/news/2023-06-06/prince-harry-in-high-court-in-case-against-mirror-publisher#Echobox=1686047163
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blue-phoria · 10 days
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Number Accidentally can't count so last two asks are off by 1 bonus to make them match 36 ahhh:
Idk. Andrew and Ashley make it to cotl to escape death City or wherever. This process gives them new cute animal bodies and now Ashley is supper happy to be a cannibal and is maybe a little obsessed with joining the lamb- Which Andrew is NOT happy about, becoming super jealous and protective. Then super jealous and protective about literally EVERYONE because its really hard to tell gender unless someone tells you. So Andrew is just glowering constantly because He's the weird one here and not Ashley.
Anyway, what animals are they? My first thought was Andrew bear, Ashley some type of cat. But then I thought cheetahs bc of the limited genepool. But pretty much all animals are incestuous so eh. Then I thought cannibal animals- but theres so many- so then preferably an animal that eats its own mother would be good. So I was thinking psuedoscorpians or earwigs. Spiders are too obvious, but if I had to crab spiders so they can have a nice stripe of colour.
Otherwise hippos would be funny.
What do you think?
The lamb is traumatised after reading Ashley's mind. She is the reason they forbade incest.
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