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The Watch Me Paint video of this watercolour is now available to Daisy and Dandelion members on Ko-fi ahead of the newsletter early December. I'm so excited to be sharing this with you folks at last.
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A cropped photograph of a watercolour painting of a red fox, chasing a collection of male pheasants. The fox faces to the right with an open mouth, aiming at the startled birds as they take off in a hurry. Alongside the natural colours of the animals are brighter hues of orange, purple and blue in a loose, painterly style. Copyright Hogyn Hampson, Sketchbuck. Not for re-upload or use.
#Red Fox#Stop The Hunt#Keep The Ban#sketchbuck#art#artwork#illustration#watercolour#fine art#commission#commissionedart#fox art#Animal Art#Watercolor#Alt text#image described
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people bitching about urban foxes like.... where else are they supposed to go. yeah they spread rubbish around sometimes but humans do that too plus they don't have rabies in this country and are part of the ecosystem now the research seems to show they cause very few problems and solve others like keeping pigeon and rat populations in check we really can just share the space with them and it's fun to see them around!!
#'urban foxes are a revenge on city dwellers for voting to ban fox hunting' jokes on you! i like the foxes#and like. you can't fully eliminate wildlife and its occasional inconveniences from city life.....
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Bignose ref sheet!
As i have given myself and several other ppl brainrot for this sillie dog, I decided I must give him a ref sheet, the thing I do for all my ocs who i am obsessed with.... I just really like making ref sheets tbh.
I also added some bonus info on the boy to the sheet as well!
(Bignose Origin Post here!)
me rambling about bignose below v
impotent facts:
he is a Warrior of Singingclan (a clan within the Whisperingclan universe hehe)
he is mostly a hunter as well as a border guard, he mostly just scares of trespassers with his presence... he is also great at taking down foxes and badgers if they were on the territory!
His momma is Margoldheart the head perma-Queen of the clan (and the most stubborn woman alive), his brother is Littlehowl (someone suggested that suffix and omg its so cute i had to use it!) the extrovert of the two brothers, and his mate/boyfriend is Chicken- a Coydog who lives on the edge of the territory and gets away with trespassing bec everyone loved Bignose being happy.
Singingclan is probably the kindest clan ever? they are super welcoming to outsiders... and while hesitant about a dog in the clan, they quickly grew to love Bignose and view him as a core clan member.
bignose has general anxiety, though it's not extreme, it just makes him a bit more worried generally. he has big social anxiety tho and is especially awkward around people he doesn't know, which is why he dislikes meeting the other clans. he also dislikes meeting them because they are not as trusting and as kind to him as his clan, sometimes being openly hostile.
he can actually be very intimidating if he wants to, and is very practiced in his scary dog performance for border protection.
Bignose is banned from battle, by agreement of all the clans because he would murk all of them he was literally bred to hunt wolves.
i have absolutely no clue how a tiny borzoi puppy ended up in the woods... dont worry about it.
#bignose#bignose posting#bignose oc#my ocs#warrior cats oc#warriors oc#warrior cats#warriors#clangen#?kindof#borzoi#borzoi dog
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THERE’S ALWAYS ROOM FOR JUST DES(S)ERTS
a Gooey-Wan story
Sitrep.
Cody stares at the tableau in front of him.
Palpatine’s body has gone cold and kind of more shrivel-y, still in that terror-filled, agonized fetal position.
A mouse droid steadily bumps into the corpse as it cleanses up nightmare sludge residue. The usual wails of eternal torment and stalking mimic of the hunted under the whirring of the little droid are almost a comfort.
The galaxy is saved from a madman’s nightmare visions by his own, custom-tailored nightmares in between a lot of impressive lightsaber acrobatics and surprisingly few dismemberments, considering.
“Huh,” Fox says next to him and takes a sip from his “Second Best Commander in the GAR” mug that Cody had helpfully corrected and improved.
“There were,” Obi-Wan pauses, visibly ruminating on his next words, “a surprising amount of tookas involved in the dreams. And those little… do you recall those little fluffy critters we encountered on Therenx VI?”
“Huh,” Cody echoes. He does remember the small bear-like animals. Mainly because they tended to shoot lightning out of their fuzzy little bellies unprovoked. Perma-banning them from the Negotiator after singed eyebrows and electrocuted equipment had involved a lot of tears and attempts at mutiny secretly sponsored by Cody’s General.
“So,” Fox drawls out, “that’s it?”
General Windu frowns. “With the reveal, there are certainly more issues to be resolved. But for the moment? Yes, it seems so.”
“‘Kay. I’m going on vacation. Toodles.” And with that Cody watches Fox go away with a careless gesture.
Cody waves after him before he realizes what he’s doing. He shakes his head and turns back. “You okay?”
The pulsing, thick smoke is slowly absorbed back into the heavy cloak. Obi-Wan is flickering once in a while, the sclera of his eyes a black hole for the stars in his pupils. He drags a hand through his hair but the stubborn strands just fall back across his forehead. “That was quite the outing,” he says cheerfully. “Never did like Taungsdays very much.”
Cody raises his eyebrows, still waiting for an answer. He doesn’t do anything to suppress or hide the smile tugging insistently on his lips.
“Frankly, I could do with a cup,” Obi-Wan admits and cracks his back with a satisfied groan that does it for Cody very much. “I do feel a bit matte.” He tilts his head back a bit, strange, beautiful eyes seeming to stare into the galaxy’s matter itself. The black tongue laps at his lips, quick and away. “And very full. The Chancellor’s dreams provided indeed.”
The sing-song voice is back and Cody shivers despite himself. It’s…unnerving. The one thing that makes the hair rise on Cody’s arms. That tells his hindbrain that there’s nowhere he can hide, nowhere he can crawl into, nowhere to turn to, because what is looking for him can find him in ways beyond his control.
Obi-Wan shakes his head, black bleeding out of his eyes, and leans forward on his knees with another long groan. “I want a nap.”
General Windu shakes his head with a fond look, and leads him away from the body with a steady hand sinking into a smoky shoulder. “Master Mundi is bringing some trusted Senators here.”
“Very well,” Obi-Wan nods and looks at Cody. “Commander,” he starts and Cody straightens instinctively as he receives the last orders from his General.
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“Force, this is exactly what I needed,” Cody hears around the entry to the small kitchen. He takes his mug back to the living quarters and drowns in the sofa cushions next to Obi-Wan.
Nightmare sludge is happily sopping into the bowl placed under black clawed hands.
“Feel better?” Cody asks, sipping from freshly brewed caf made from real beans. The luxury feels endless. Smoke gently curls in between his fingers, dancing and playing around when he wiggles his hand.
With a mischievous smile Obi-Wan turns his head to him, burrows into his side. “Hmhm, that shower was rejuvenating.”
Cody has to agree. Feeling the grime and battle and literal nightmares washing off his skin, Obi-Wan’s skin, under hot water and hotter breath, the calming smell of the soap steaming against the tiles - it feels like a happy ending like in the holo movies.
“How are you?” Obi-Wan asks, shaking nightmares off one hand into the bowl.
“You know,” Cody tips his head against ginger hair and closes his eyes, “I feel really good.”
for @deathdovesong
#goo! on the negotiator#codywan#commander cody#obi wan kenobi#creature!obi wan#my art#star wars#star wars the clone wars#star wars au#the bowl says Do NOT Use This Bowl#the mug says Mug Shot
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Whenever anyone tells you that Prince Charles is an environmentalist, just remember he was a very keen fox-hunter and lobbied Tony Blair over the hunting ban.
I cannot stress how much he is only an environmentalist when it suits... e.g. when he wants to oppose development in the countryside.
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ima sorry bm so drunk rn byt cannyou write smutty for coweboy sebika
hahaha of course, but only if you drink some water!!! one glass for every drink you've had please :)
men and minors dni
what was meant to be a family hunting trip quickly devolved into a 'the girls play in the river all day while you and sevika hunt' trip.
you're not really upset. you and sevika are enjoying the time alone in the wilderness, and you gave the girls a flare gun to shoot if they get into trouble.
neither of 'em need any hunting lessons anyways. they both love coming home with rabbits and squirrels over their shoulders-- you had to put a ban on any animals bigger than the average house cat when ten year old powder dragged home a forty pound doe. the four of you were up all night chopping up the deer and distributing the meat to your patrons and neighbors.
plus... you'll never complain about a little alone time with your wife.
she doesn't seem to be too upset about the girls bailing either, if the way she's smirking at you is any indication.
you're trying to ignore her, trying to focus on the fox at the end of your barrel-- but she's not making it easy.
you take a slow breath, steady your hands, and shoot-- only for the fox to dart away at the last second.
sevika chuckles. you curse.
"quit fuckin' doin' that!" you whine. she chuckles.
"doin' what, darlin'?"
"undressin' me with your eyes while i'm tryna get us a good pelt!"
she giggles, taking the gun out of your hand and wrapping her arms around your waist. "'s my duty as your wife to lust after you at all times." she says. you roll your eyes, trying to bite back your smile. "you look hot with a gun in your hands, all that focus in your eye."
"you're lucky you're rich, sev." you laugh. she raises an eyebrow at you.
"why's that?" she asks.
"we're supposed to be stockin' up for winter. so far all we got was that fish we shared last night." you say, chuckling. sevika giggles then shrugs again.
"you know the girl's probably got a whole pile of game waiting back at camp." she says. you laugh, she's probably right.
her hands are trailing slowly down your sides, the mischievous sparkle in her eye growing the closer she gets to groping your ass.
"and just what do you think you're doin'?"
"undressin' you with my hands this time, since you threw a fit when i was doin' it in my head?" she tries. you laugh, and she untucks your shirt. "well?" she asks, waiting for your permission before she gets you naked. you smile at her.
"gimmie a kiss." you demand. she grins, pressing a sweet, chaste peck against your lips. you hum. "just... make it quick. i really do wanna stock up the cellar before the first frost--"
she cuts you off with her lips on yours, and you lose your train of thought, melting into her arms and wrapping your hands around her neck.
she tastes like campfire and sweat and the handful of berries you'd foraged in the morning. she's intoxicating. her strong arms strip you fast-- not bothering to get you naked, just shoving your pants and underwear down, shoving your shirt up under your armpits.
"turn 'round." she grunts. you shiver at the commanding tone in her voice, and pull her down by her collar for one more kiss before following her instructions. she smacks your ass when you present it to her, chuckling when you jump. "fuck. wanna fuck you." she grunts. you chuckle.
"don't think we packed the equipment baby."
"don't care." it's all the warning you get before she claws your bare hips and starts grinding her clothed cunt against your ass. you gasp. "fuck." she grunts.
you bend a bit at the waist, both of you groaning at the friction the new angle gives you. one of sevika's hands trail up from your hips to fondle your tits. "feels good." you whimper.
sevika growls. "yeah?"
"yeah."
she starts thrusting against you, each one a little more aggressive than the last. each time your hips meet, you both let out little sighs.
"you're stainin' my pants, baby." she murmurs. you shiver again. "fuckin' love your cunt, honey. so pretty. so wet for me, huh? don' even gotta touch you, 'n i still got you makin' a mess." she smacks your ass again and you fall farther forward. she chuckles. "hold onto that tree, doll." she encourages.
you reach out and steady yourself, bent at a ninety degree angle now, your cunt on full display for her. for a few seconds, she just examines you, spreading your ass and marveling at the way your cunt clenches around nothing. you whine, pushing against her grip on you, and she snorts.
she lines her hips back against yours, and just when you think she's gonna start fucking you again, she hooks two of her thick fingers inside of you.
"sevika!" you squeal. she chuckles, then starts thrusting her hips in time with her fingers. "oh, fuck baby!"
"better?"
"yes, fuck, y' fuck me so good sev."
"yeah?" she moans. you nod, gasping as she hammers into you. "y' gonna cum?"
you can't answer, your face is pressed against the bark of the tree and you're too wrapped up in the pleasure between your thighs to think. sevika doesn't seem to care, though.
"love this fuckin' cunt, honey. 's always on my mind. 's fuckin soft--" she punctuates it with a hook of her fingers, pressing on your g-spot, "n' warm--" another press, "n' wet--" you let out a high pitched mewl, and sevika gets one more word out before you cum, "n tight--"
"sevika!" you wail. a few birds go flying, startled.
"oh fuck baby, there you go." she laughs as you start to cum and squirt around her fingers. she doesn't stop her thrusting, doesn't stop her assault on your g-spot, she fucks you until the pants gathered around your knees are soaked your thighs are trembling. you can feel your cum soaking into your socks when she finally pulls out, and you nearly collapse. "woah, doll." she laughs, wrapping her arms around your waist before you topple over. she helps you turn around in her arms, grinning at you when your eyes meet.
"f-fuck off." you sigh. sevika chuckles.
"i didn't even say anything!"
"i know that look in your eye."
"i was just gonna suggest i get you a clean pair of pants--"
"shut up!" you squeak. she laughs again, kissing your forehead as you bury your face against her shoulder in embarrassment.
"so hot when you do that." she grunts. you gently bite her shoulder and she chuckles. "c'mon. lets get you in dry pants, 'm serious. we're gonna have to walk a few more miles if we wanna find somethin'-- you scared everything within a two mile radius off when you came." she teases again. you groan, then sneak your hand up under your wife's shirt to pinch her nipple. she gasps. "ouch!"
"can't stand you."
"no, you can't. i make you way too weak in the knees." she says. you burst into laughter, then pinch her nipple again.
taglist!
@fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner @shimtarofstupidity @love-sugarr @chuucanchuucan @222danielaa @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther @gr0ssz0mbi3 @ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess @leomatsuzaki @emiliabby @sevikasbeloved @hellorai @vikasub
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VIDEO GAME REC
PT.1
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♡ - smut
Most of them are fluff
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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post
poppy playtime
security breach [montgomery gator][sunnydrop/moondrop]
the last of us [ellie williams][joel miller]
call of duty[task force 141][alejandro vargas][simon 'ghost' riley]
———POPPY PLAYTIME———
@clanwarrior-tumbly - reader being a same model as huggy
- Reader being an older janitor who never left
- bunzo learning that it's reader birthday
- the toys reacting to the reader carrying a kick-me-paul
- reader being the creator of huggy wuggy pt.1 pt.2
———SECURITY BREACH———
@clanwarrior-tumbly - security breach with a facepainter reader
- gregory and freddy finding the technician's secret office
- security breach with a mouse animatronic
- Canon animatronic meets y/n a kangaroo
- the animatronic receiving a tiny version of them self
@rainbowapocolypse - first encounter pt.1 pt.2 (animatronic! maintenance! reader)
@blueberrys-writings - scary dog privileges
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montgomery gator
@clanwarrior-tumbly - monty with a small moth animatronic
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sunnydrop/moondrop
@srslysierraa - hand in hand
@g00mb13 - headcannon
@clanwarrior-tumbly - sun and moon with a swordfighting fox animatronic
- Reader apologizing after getting banned
- sun helping overnight worker!reader clean
- reader calming moon when the light go out
- separate bodies
————THE LAST OF US————
ellie williams
@gonzo-rella - helping out ellie when she gets her period (platonic)
@elliesmainhoe - headcannon with a feminine s/o
@bubbles-for-all-of-us - that's my mom (platonic)
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joel miller
@forever-rogue - before
- hey kid
- bookish
@multific - a little friendlier
@luveline - grumpy x sunshine
@yelena-bellova - twenty years later masterlist
@peterparkersnose - christmas vibes
@nexusnyx - miss sunshine ♡
- my fellow, my guy ♡
- imagine being loved by me
@joels6string - cup o'joel
- haircut
@joelsgeetar - ___
@baevillier - regulars
@adora-but-ginger - sparks fly
@nanatargaryen - beach day
- grumpy x sunshine (platonic! immune!reader)
- joel and sarah miller x daughter!sister!reader
@wardenparker - for her
@from-the-clouds - savior complex
@orangevtae - I'm right here
- walking sins, lost tragedys
@talaok - incentive
- hunting lesson
- interrupted
- stay
@ourautumn86 - stray pt.3
@heartpascal - I am good (platonic)
- the crooked kind (platonic)
@angelltheninth - rescued by joel miller
@joshuagrayboy - jealous joel miller hc
- more than friends
———— CALL OF DUTY ————
task force 141
@sant-riley - random task force 141 x gen z member headcannon pt.3
- headcannon pt.2
@meatonfork - grim x platonic 141 hc
@itzclouding - becoming a shadow
@venomous-ragno - ghost and könig wirh a reader who has a big dog
@gatorbites-imagines - ___
@imaginesheaven - medic reader x tf 141 hc
@starstruckmiraclekitty - with a reader who sneeze like a kitten
@mangowafflesss - s/o who plays the sims
- Cod Boys Noticing their S/O Phone Screen is of Them
@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world - The 141 with a reader who's a cybersecurity specialist
@thesharktanksdriver - being the youngest member of 141 pt.1 (platonic)
@personwhowrites - putting stickers on them
@ghosts-bandwagon - ___
@mockerycrow - reader catching them looking at her ass
@gomzwrites - finding out about your soft spots
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alejandro vargas
@ragingbookdragon - ___
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simon 'ghost' riley
@sm8th0p - date (medic!reader)
@ragingbookdragon - babysitting
- ___
- ___
@halfmoth-halfman - the little things
-little treasures, life's pleasures
- our little secret
@clairdelunelove - things simon 'ghost' riley finds attractive about you pt.1
@euovennia - simon being a mom/dad friend to reader
#masterlist#video game rec#poppy playtime x reader#security breach x reader#ellie williams x reader#joel miller x reader#task 141 x reader#alejandro vargas x reader#simon riley x reader
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I got an idea that Plo undercovering to clone slavery market place with Wolffe because I wanted.
Jedi Order had received worrying news that many Clone troopers are lost in underworld, and some body of them found in sewer, with the evidence of many abuse and torture.
Jedi suspected Clone abduction and slavery, but it was not easy to find any clue of the criminals, and yet numbers of the victims is rising everyday.
Plo Koon was one of the Jedi who was tasked to track down the slavery, and he was so concerned about abducted Clones, since he had many experience about trafficking and slavery from the time when he was working as a seeker. Jedi knew he had experience, and slightly not-so-concerned about him.
Plo: I will serve the Order, Masters.(quietly leaves room)
Mace: ...He will going to use that lightning.
Obi-wan: What lightning?
Yoda: Strong assurance, indeed I have.
Of course the tracking of the slavery was not easy task. They ran away fast, and performed act quickly. With no evidence or clue.
One day, Wolffe talked to Plo, about the new plan he made for hunting.
Wolffe: General, I want to propose you to undercover the role as a slaver.
Plo: I am not satisfied about the plan, but there's no time for more consideration.
Wolffe: Thank you sir. Don't worry, I will be by your side as a slave.
Plo: No need to thank wait what!?
Wolffe plan is like this: Him, as a lost clone, will be sold to slavery, and Plo will act as a slaver who abducted Clone and want to sell him. Since Clones all have same faces, and Kel-Dor are not easy to tell apart by their appearance for other sentients, it sill be easy to undercover without suspect.
Plo of course horrified by the plan. He didn't wanted to act as a criminal, but if that's a duty he will, but letting his man to be abducted to criminals? He tried to convince Wolffe, but he was so determined for his brothers.
Wolffe: I know it is very difficult and disturbing role for you, General. And I am deeply sorry for proposing this.
Plo: There should be other way-
Wolffe: But the troopers were missing in every day, even in our battalion had a missing brothers, we don't even know if he is still alive or dead, or worse.
Wolffe: I want to make sure for my troopers to be safe. At least safe from one thing, the thing that no other than Jedi had concerned about. Please General, if this succeeds, we can make great progress for the hunting.
Plo: ...
Comet: (suddenly appeared) But why you, Commander? We are Clones too, it is too risky to let you go when there's a risk about losing Clone Commander.
Boost: Yes, we can go there, you don't have too...
Wolffe: No.
Sinker: But...
Wolffe: No. Never. I would not let my mans to go in danger under my command.
Plo: (heart broken in million pieces and still calmly collecting them) I will make sure you will be safe, Wolffe.
...and how do I end this... um...
So... few days later, there was a sudden lightning in underworld's sewer, and some fried(but alive) slavers founded, Corries arrested them(with some punches), and many lost Clones came back to their brothers, and Wolffe never shut down his mouth while he was proudly announcing Fox(having headaches) about how his General awesomely took care of those assholes with bare hand and lightning, in the bedside he was recovering from abuse of slavery.
Plo calmly explained about the act at the sewer, with no regrets, and Councils were like "yes we knew you would fry them, you had history"
And Wolffe got banned from cookie store in 104th battalion's kitchen because of his reckless plan and making his brothers worried.
Wolffe: I found our brothers and this is how you treating me!?
Comet: Yes. I would never forgive you for making us worried.
Boost: And all of the cookies will be mine. Yummy!
Sinker: Hey, give me that jar Boost!
Wildfire: Cookies? COOKIES!!
Warthog: MINE MINE MINE
Wolffe: (witnessing his brothers' mess at kitchen with headache by the number)
Plo: (making notes about getting troopers more cookies)
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Overview on the hermitcraft war 2: electric boogalegg
Since the peer review process seems to have finished on this post, I have taken it on myself to gather as much info on the war I personally know into a post.
First, as some people have said: "wait there's a war?" The answer to which is: Yes! As of Docm77's 53 episode of season 9 we can officially say there is a war. Doc not only declared war, he also gave conditions to end it. The fixing of his tunnelbore, which from context we can assume that Grian and Scar are the ones that should fix it.
Part 1: timeline
As we are still at the start of the war, we can still make a timeline of events leading to this point, which will probably prove increasingly hard the farther we get into war.
Timeline
Docm77 creates his tunnelbore.
Grian and Scar come across it and explode it on accident.
Grian and Scar try to fix the tunnelbore, but fail in doing so. Now relying on their backup plan of flattering Doc.
Doc does not accept the apology and bans both Grian and Scar from the perimeter.
Doc places wither skulls above scarland.
Zed comes to Grian in search of a dragon egg. In the process, Zed calls Grian's now somewhat organised storage/base dirty. The specific words are: "is this what you consider clean?"
Zed's first attempt at retrieving a dragon egg fails. Leading to Grian creating a scavenger hunt, trying to make Zed an enemy of the perimeter.
Zedaph blows up part of Doc's base during the scavenger hunt. Being told to by the eggs(Grian).
Doc retaliates on the exploding by pretending to be Zed giving Grian the gift of a purple crown. Therefore giving Grian the gift of being Mumbo's best friend.
Doc makes Grian explode Mumbo's vault door with a contraption that got activated when Grian retrieved the crown. Adding that Grian is not Mumbo's best friend, in an attempt to create more emotional damage.
Grian does not know how to physically, emotionally or spiritually fix this. (This being the vault door)
Grian and Scar create the great chickening in retaliation. Poultry man and hotguy return and fill the perimeter with what can reasonably be assumed to be 10000 chickens.
Doc takes about 3 hours to bring a tiny part of the chickens back to Grians base, with some help of Zedaph. Zedaph and Doc get some foxes as well to help deal with the chickens. Rendog also helps Doc with culling the chickens.
And that brings us up to date, with the shenanigans, pranks and unfortunate explosions.
Part 2: alliances.
As you may have well noticed, in the timeline there have been many colours. These colours signify which side the person and/or location are on.
Side 1:
Docm77: tunnelbore got exploded, the great chickening.
Zedaph: was manipulated into exploding part of Docs base.
Rendog: his pride has been hurt by dying multiple times because of slimes while trying to cull the chickens in the perimeter. Told Doc to go above and beyond what has been seen in hermitcraft history.
Perimeter: Doc's base, subjected to 10000 chickens.
Potential members:
Bdubs: horses were killed by Scar.
Cubfan: Doc has an IOU of his. (Citation needed)
Side 2:
Grian: his hands were forced to blow up Mumbo's vault door in his quest to be his best friend. Zed said his base wasn't clean. Apology was not accepted for the tunnelbore accident. Banned from the perimeter.
Scar: wither skulls above scarland. Apology was not accepted for the tunnelbore accident. Banned from the perimeter.
Poultry man: created the great chickening with hotguy. Grian in disguise???
Hotguy: created the great chickening with poultry man. Affiliated with scarland. Scar in disguise???
The rock: Grians base, so many chickens. Was insulted by Zedaph.
Scarland: Scar's base, been wither skull'ed.
Potential members:
None as of yet.
No affiliation yet:
Mumbo: vault door got exploded. And the Best friend situation.
Part 3: conclusion
Prepare for war! The likes of which probably greater than what we've seen before in hermitcraft history. And, if we know the wars of previous seasons this is going to be great fun. Additionally, I cannot keep up with all of the hermits and I've probably missed some potential people to join the war, so I'd love to hear those.
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Fall and Hawthornes, Part 3
Jameson Winchester Hawthorne:
-Likes fall well enough. Like Xan, it isn’t his favorite, but he likes it enough.
-Becomes slightly more reflective during autumn. Something about the “slowing down” time of the year and seeing everything start slowing down around him makes him a little more reflective. Not that he still isn’t a nuisance daredevil, but he has his moments.
-His go to fall outfit is either a pair of sweatpants and his favorite hoodie or a pair of casual/dress pants, a ✨well fitting✨(use your imagination) long sleeve shirt, and one of the following: Brown leather jacket, denim jacket, or a more standard trench coat. Will sometimes complete the look with a fedora.
-He also loved Halloween as a kid, and was a race car driver at least once. Doesn’t dress up anymore but will buy the occasional costume for Tiramisu. And Xander 100% approves.
-He spent a lot of time climbing trees as a kid, and he likes to do it more sometimes during fall. Just sit up in the colorful canopy.
-He takes up piles of leaves for Xander every year.
-Not the biggest fan of pumpkin spice latte. He prefers a cinnamony or appley warm drink.
-He always takes Avery on hay rides, every year. He knows how to romance his girl cause he’s a smooth motherfucker😏 Will also spends plenty of time doing other fall-y things with her, like afternoon walks, pumpkin carving contests with her, and coordinates his outfits to hers. 100000/10 boyfriend material.
-Of the two main fall holidays, Thanksgiving is definitely his favorite. He loves all the food. He is also generally banned from the kitchen during the cooking. Crime: Stealing too much food. However, he can be helpful sometimes. And he kind of needs to be monitored with the alcohol at dinner. He can just get distracted with all the food and people and talk that sometimes he has a little too much.
-Is definitely one of those hunter types. Not like today’s hunters, but prefers something a little closer to the old ways of fox hunting with some hounds. Sometimes Nash can talk him into some down and dirty, rifle and camo hunting though.
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OC takeover tag
Shoutout to @mk-writes-stuff and @bard-coded for the open tag. Looks like fun.
What would happen if your ocs took over your phone/blog for the day?
Using several characters from A Feather in the Forest for this. What could possibly go wrong?
Fen- He would love watching nature documentaries…at least until something incorrect comes up, causing him to rant and vent. Would also get a 3 day ban for arguing with ara types. Being a good storyteller, he would post original works and fanfics. Overall, things would go well. Until the ‘low battery’ warning comes on, causing Fen to panic…and drop my phone in water.
Playa- After figuring out how to do videos, she would do live streams about hunting, forest ecology, and other outdoor activities. Searching the internet, Playa would be confused about all the fox images(no apparel? Why are they down on all fours all the time?),end up finding webpages full of furry art…and be traumatized by all the spicy and explicit content.
Opal- As someone who loves music, Opal would spend most of her time on YouTube. Would use the blog to post wellness videos, divination, and ‘behind the scenes’ looks at Fernstan village. Having no time for scammers, she would give them a scalding before blocking and reporting them. Would also be the only one to figure out what a charging cord is and how it works.
Lord Halley- Would spend time looking at nest cam videos, and searching for anything remotely related to eagles (except for golden eagles, he hates them). Might end up a Philadelphia football fan, and would definitely get banned for looking up and trying to share way too much spicy bird art.
Tagging @the-ellia-west @smudged-red-ink @athenswrites @winterandwords @bunnymermaidwrites @indecentpause @theeccentricraven @gottestod-writes @blind-the-winds @somethingclevermahogony and open tag for all who want to join in. Take your time, and jump in when you want to.
#tag game#open tag#writing#creative writing#writer#writers#writers and poets#writing community#writer on tumblr#writeblr#current wip#the crow and foxfolk series
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The Scottish Parliament has just voted to pass the new Hunting with Dogs (Scotland) Bill, 20 years after the Scottish Parliament last tried to ban the cruel blood sport of fox hunting in 2002. This new Bill means that many of the loopholes that have allowed it to continue have been closed. Crucially, this Bill also includes a pre-emptive ban on trail hunting which is often seen as a 'smokescreen’, or a loophole, for hunts to continue in England and Wales. This means that trail hunting will not be legal north of the border. Scotland will now have the most robust law anywhere in the UK so far, to prevent the cruelty of chasing and killing wild mammals for sport - and this is something to celebrate. Despite a persistent campaign from those resolute to keep hunting alive in the Scottish countryside, and with encouragement from tens of thousands of people from around the country, the Scottish Government has been determined to end the sport of hunting, a sentiment which has been supported by the Parliament. Source: League.org.uk (link in bio) #fox #scotland #animalrights https://www.instagram.com/p/CqGAVdyLvUl/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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The Missing Three-Quarter
Published in 1904, this forms part of Return.
"Weird" in its present meaning is first recorded in 1815.
A three-quarter is someone who plays near the back of a rugby union formation.
Trinity College, Cambridge, was formed in 1546 by the merger of two existing colleges. It is the Oxbridge college with the lowest proportion of state-schooled pupils and no less than six British Prime Ministers are among its alumni. More infamously, four of the five members of the "Cambridge Five" spy ring went there.
Professional sport was just starting to get going on the UK, to considerable controversy. Rugby Union and Rugby League split because of a disagreement about paying players. Many of the clubs were made up of lower- and middle-class players who were missing work to play rugby, so split off in 1895 to form the latter which has slightly different rules and were pro from the get-go. Rugby Union remained amateur until 1995.
The first England international rugby match - and indeed the first such match between two national sides - took place in 1871 against Scotland; they lost. The Scottish team included a non-white player, Alfred Clunies-Ross, who was half-Malay.
Matches were mostly among the "Home Nations" until 1905.
Rugby Union has 15 players to a side - one notable difference from American football is that you're not allowed to pass the ball forwards.
Cambridge is accessible by train from King's Cross and Liverpool Street.
Klinger points out that the richest man in England is so cheap that he's taking the bus.
Intercepting someone's telegrams, telephone calls or mail legally required a warrant signed by the Home Secretary. This of course had the potential for abuse.
The Cambridgeshire Fens are low-lying, flat and marshy. Not good for hiding.
Draghounds follow a prepared scent trail instead of a live animal; thus the sport remains legal despite the more general ban on fox-hunting within dogs passed in 2004.
Pompey was a Roman Republic general and statesman, but the name is also one closely associated with Portsmouth.
Trumpington is a real village, first recorded in the 1086 Domesday Book.
"Consumption" or tuberculosis was a common thing in Victorian/Edwardian literature to inflict on innocent, attractive female characters, who could die in a "beautiful" manner.
The BCG vaccine used to prevent tuberculosis did not start being used on humans until 1921; the main treatment at the time was rest and good food.
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