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[harpie-raven]

I know it’s been talked about before, but I saw a list of pros and cons laid out by @spooksier (in drawing form, I like their stuff, check it out!) sooooo I must ask again…

Juno’s only advantage here is he is actually a lady that knows how to fight and a trained sharpshooter, otherwise (would the Martian blood do anything here? The other opponents aren’t from “around there” so probably not but maybe), but if he could act first — I don’t even know if Cecil CAN die??? And Jon can smite people — but that does take a sec and would the Ceaseless Watcher even be accessible there? I love you Jon but you’re not exactly a capable fighter without the Ceaseless Watcher. I don’t think Cecil draws power from Nightvale? Does he?? Cecil is a mystery. Would he be less or more dangerous if he did not know where Carlos was— and if it’s —

(I could ramble about this for hours—)

💥 FIGHT! 💥

[civetside]

hello guys it's me miss consistent art style!!! wrestling AU????? sorry i am smashing my 2 current interests together as ya do, gideons trying to be a cool pro wrestler and harrow is her manager

[purrhibition]

Comm for @me7a

[butterflyscribbles]

Nightmares

[cookiesandcantarella-art]

Do you ever think about the absolute euphoria Duck would feel at getting to be human again? I do. I do a lot.

[ID: a stylized digital painting of Fakir and Duck embracing each other as he lifts her in the air. Fakir stands ankle deep in a pond and water splashes around them. A few white feathers float through the air around Duck. She is nude and her hair is down. Fakir wears a simple white shirt with his pants rolled up above the water level. In the foreground, an open book rests upon the dock. Behind them, the clouds are lit with the pinks and blues of a sunrise. End ID]

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

"Things in the Dark"

Ominous

indeed!

[electrozeistyking]

my name is zeisty and i collect goofy screenshots.

[newtafterdark]

I found this old CD-ROM from 1997 by pure chance! It just arrived in the mail too, so I haven't had a chance to put it into my CD drive yet, but I am excited!!

This is a CD-ROM specifically for the parents, but judging by the booklet it seems to also have a few bits of extra content on it that is not found on the official software?

Important note: This was not made by the company that made FinFin, but a German company unaffiliated with them. That being said, it has an ISBN number, price tag and everything! You could've bought this easily back in the day!

I plan on fully translating the booklet & whatever is on the disk itself into English and post it all on here. Also, I'll try to get all of the files from the disk and put it up somewhere for everyone to download for free!

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

Low Tier Thunder God lmao

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

I’m sure that Pep could handle a knife. Even if he cuts himself I don’t think he can actually hurt himself with it

Peppino: "Mm, your friends are pretty-a divided on this..."

Peppino: "I'm more concerned with him possibly hurting himself than me, and I don't remember seeing any kitchen utensils during the fight... And we're not using cheese that's-a been in a pocket! I don't even know how we'd get it from you..."

Peppino: "Okay, how about this; Pep, have you ever actually used a knife before?"

Pep: *thoughtful burble*

Pep: "..."

Peppino: "Pep...?"

Pep: "...I... I don't remember..."

Peppino: "Hey, it's alright. I can show you how to use one safely, but maybe we-a take a break first, yeah...? You spaced out for a moment there. Not ideal to use a knife while distracted."

[benetnvsch]

idk

[the-kipsabian]

[fivemonsturzzzwowz]

five minute break to remember weather exists

[ask-eden]

Etoile remains silent for a moment, their head staring down at the grass below Their expression is practically unreadable and they were almost mortifyingly still Only the wind in the grass could be heard and the faint chatter of those outside and the soft tune of music playing in the ballroom The small moment feels like a eternity Suddenly the mew's head snaps back up with a cheerful smile

Etoile: That was a long time ago though! I mean a LONG time ago hahah! The mew floats in the air, leaning back and crossing their legs as if they were sitting in a chair. Etoile: Like before the Earth was even conceived kinda long time ago! Heehee! Dialga and Palkia hadn't even been born yet either! heehee.. I remember how cute they were as babies! OH but that's off topic!

She beams a bright and happy smile, tail swishing back and forth happily

Etoile: I changed them to look more cute after I got.. Better!

Etoile: I think it was a good decision on my end! I think having little spots are MUCH cuter! Sometimes I have them stick to my fur.. Sometimes I have them as freckles.. Or sometimes I just let them float, like how they are tonight!

Etoile: That's the true perk of being a god! Ultimate customization! Heehee!

Etoile leans forward with a cheeky grin Etoile: Can you count all of the spots I have? I have 27 to be exact! I usually let kittens try to count them when they are learning their numbers! Do you wanna try? :D

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[ Anon ] [ Background by @/sinnohsiblings ]

[wrencatte]

mini-fic 3! Cere POV. linguist!Cal, Mantis Crew as Family, Merrin & Cal bonding 1.2k words

“This one?”

Cal squints at it for half a second, says “yes,” then looks back down.

“What about this one?”

“Yes.”

“You didn’t even look!”

“Greez, that’s the third time you’ve shown me that one.”

“No, it – oh, wait, haha, yeah it is. Okay. Let me see….”

Cere watches in fond amusement as Greez goes back to the shelves. Merrin comes over with a tome from deeper within the city library and angles it in a way Cal can look at it without straining his neck. His expression brightens and he takes it, running his fingers over the edges and corners.

There’s a slight twist in the Force that Cere’s beginning to learn means he found an echo. She has to focus pretty hard to feel it so she only pays it enough attention to be sure Cal’s not about to fall into anything nasty – not that she can do anything about it if he does, but she likes to be prepared – and tunes back into the softly murmured conversation between Merrin and Cal.

The Nightsister looks absolutely delighted at having found something in a language Cal doesn’t recognize, all quiet pride and subtle preening. Cere hides a smile behind her hand. Adorable. Cal flips the tome open and the two of them duck heads, Cal underlining a few words with his finger and saying something that Merrin repeats. He shakes his head and says it again. Her face twists in thought as she sounds it out before giving it voice and he nods rapidly, grinning. She smiles back, one of those small soft ones that pops up whenever it’s just her and Cal.

Cere is just about to go back to her own readings when Greez arrives, BD-1 whirling on his shoulder, a book held over his head in triumph.

“Ha! Try this on for size!”

Cal takes the book carefully. “I know this one,” he tells Greez, who groans in disappointment. “But, oh wow.” He flips through a few pages, lips moving as he reads the text silently to himself. “I can’t believe they have a book written in pre-Reformation Gwyrdd’tafodi. Do you know how rare that is? When they switched over, they deliberately destroyed all they could! An archivist hid this away for a hundred years in order to get it safely off the planet. It kept getting passed down the family line until one of them got passage on a ship.”

Greez crosses one set of arms, his free hands on his hips. He watches Cal fondly as the young Jedi’s excitement grows with every page flip. “You know, I would’ve never pegged you as such a gigantic nerd.”

“Jedi were scholars and peacekeepers before they were soldiers,” Cere says quietly. A hush falls on the group. Cal ducks down, shoulders hunching, eyes kept resolutely on the page though it’s obvious he’s not reading a single word. She smiles and adds lightly, “We’re all nerds.”

Cal laughs first, tinged with grief and legitimate delight. He tucks the book Greez brought under the one Merrin showed him, which makes Merrin throw Greez a smirk and for the latero to throw his crossed arms up in the air in a huff. Cere rolls her eyes fondly and catches Cal’s gaze. He grins, unrepentant, enjoying whatever contest is going on between their friends. It gets Cal more books without him getting up, so he’s not going to stop them.

Greez’s frustration is amusing to watch, especially when he snatches BD from scanning the book Cal has open so he can co-opt the droid’s database to help find a language Cal doesn’t know. It’s not helping. BD-1’s database might be filled with years and years of history and culture but knowing the intimate details of a language instead of just a simple dictionary is completely different.

Merrin listens to Cal read out loud for a few minutes, humming at all the right moments, but obviously thinking hard about something. Cere gives up on reading her book and focuses on the two of them, curious as to what’s going to happen next.

“How many languages do you know?”

Cal’s teeth click he stops talking so fast. “I don’t know,” he admits with a shrug. “Sometimes I don’t even realize I know a language until I see or hear it again. Sometimes not even then! It doesn’t always register it as a different language. It’s just…words I understand.”

She tilts her head, expression intense. “Could you learn Dathomiri?”

He grins and quips something in the smokey, gritty sounding language of Dathomir. Merrin’s eyes widen, and then, suddenly, they glimmer with a wetness both Cere and Cal pretend they don’t see.

Knuckles pressed to her lips, she breathes a very quiet, “oh,” before clearing her throat and adding roughly, “Your accent is terrible.”

“Is it though?” Cal asks smugly.

Merrin scowls. “I will teach you more…if you want to learn.”

Cal’s expression softens. “I would love to. Thank you for sharing it with me.” He adds something in Dathomiri at the end that has Merrin abruptly turning back to their shared book, expression pained and grieving.

Cere nudges the Nightsister with a tendril of the Force and gets a small smile in response. They don’t share the same bond as Jedi do, but theirs is enough for Cere to believe her. She settles back in her chair, musing on what her life has become, sharing a bond with a Nightsister, before she shrugs it off and fully intends on finally going back to her reading with Merrin and Cal’s back-and-forth as a background noise.

Except Greez comes back again, the book he carries is much thinner than any of the ones stacked around Cal like a barrier. BD-1 clicks excitedly and Greez is grinning smugly as he waves the book in the air.

“Did you know this place has an unknown language section? Guess who found it!” he all but brags. Merrin frowns, nose wrinkling while Cal laughs brightly and holds out a hand for the book.

Greez slaps it in his hand, earning a scandalized look from one of the librarians. Merrin and Cere laugh as he hunches down with quick apologies. Cal inspects the book carefully. If there are any echoes, they’re soft and quick. He grins.

“Congratulations, Greez, I don’t know this one.”

The latero cheers silently, all four arms thrown up in victory.

Merrin rolls her eyes. “You still lost. I found one first.”

Cal hums. “Best two out of three? This place is open for another five hours.”

The two of them exchange looks for a full second before Merrin jumps out of her chair and rushes into the depths of the library. Greez yelps and follows her as fast as he can without running. Cere hides her face, as though that will keep people from realizing they’re with her. Cal laughs, covering his mouth with his book. His eyes peek over, glittering in mirth. He pulls the book away, and holds it to his cheek, leaning in like he has a secret. Cere can’t help but lean in to hear it.

“I already know the language,” he admits.

Cere blinks at him then laughs loudly – nearly getting them kicked out of the library.

[sinsofsinister]

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