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mrd0ll · 2 months
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[ME ? REST? I CAN'T- SOOOO HERE, THE REST OF THEM, LIKE CATNAP]
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[Hoppy IS SO BADASS WTH?]
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[I finish DogDay in the morning-]
[I can't stop myself to give them some pretty outfits ú-ù]
[But i need to make some good reference, sooooo yeeaaaah its not gonna work, i will now go to sleep-]
[Bobby, DogDay, Hoppy, Picky, CraftyCorn, Bubba and Kickin belong to their creators!]
[The outfits design by myself zjdnsj]
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noahreidlyrics · 6 days
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Wet shoes and a broken nose and a Tailpipe and a garden hose But I know The sun's gonna rise again
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jack-o-phantom · 2 years
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Cut to the chase Jack, neither will you. I'm holding multiple dragon ocs hostage and even I don't know the full backstory of them all.
Damn, called out.
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toruro · 8 months
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when is cant you see me fic with jeonghan coming???
when i feel like it idk
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sdcomics525 · 9 months
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796 - One Final Question This will haunt me for the rest of days (and I still didn't see any HP Printers in with Purah's or Robbie's labs in TotK)
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redhairedgirl95 · 2 years
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can you write about a scenario where stella has to use her moon powers? or where she is practicing them maybe? 🌙<3
Stella learns she has moon magic 🌙
She couldn't go to school looking like that. She already had enough problems without that giant zit that had decided to grow on her chin during the night. She hated it. It needed to go, immediately. Otherwise she would have to fake a stomachache. But it would be the third time that week. They would send her to the doctor, and Stella didn't like doctors.
She sighed, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "Why me? Why can't you just disappear?"
She blinked. Twice. Three times. And then ... "MOOOOOOOOM!"
She ran from her room to her mother's, who had already opened the door. Maybe she'd heard her. Well, the whole castle had heard her.
"What is it, darling? It's almost time to leave for school ... Why are you crying?"
Stella was using both her hands to cover her chin, while tears streamed down her face.
"Let me see, sweetheart." Luna gently removed her hands from her face and saw that her chin had completely disappeared.
"I'm a chinless monster!" She cried. "Someone has cursed me!"
"Nobody has cursed you, Stella." She said, as she guided her to sit at her vanity table. "Did you want to remove something from your chin?"
The princess nodded. "I have the most hideous zit ever! And now I don't have a chin!"
The queen chuckled. "You still have your chin, my dear. Look." She agitated her fingers and Stella's chin appeared again, zit and all.
"Ehw." She made a disgusted sound. "I looked better without a chin."
Luna kissed her cheek and snapped her fingers. "Do you like your chin now?"
Stella smiled as the zit - and only the zit - disappeared. "Wow! But what happened before?"
Her mom looked proud. "Congratulations, my dear. You have Sun magic and Moon magic. Oh, wait until I tell your father!"
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amuletwizard · 1 year
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Having ADHD is fun because sometimes my thoughts are too long and sometimes they are too short to bother writing.
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inkskinned · 9 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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blinkpen · 18 days
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(i Will go back to everlasting haitus if that GFM slows down too much btw, seeing it to its goal ASAP is my primary focus right now)
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artkaninchenbau · 1 month
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A h-heartfelt reunion..?
Bonus
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egophiliac · 20 days
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bring back zooterkins, the best 17th-century swear word
I don't normally do Just Characters Swearing, but. ...this kind of wrote itself and then wouldn't leave my head. it comes from both a piece of character-writing advice that has always stuck with me, and also my conviction that Leona is 1000% funnier as a character if his dialogue has to stay G-rated. let Kalim say fuck, but don't let Leona say bastard.
(I'm sorry)
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noahreidlyrics · 16 days
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Truck stop on the side of the road and the Cuffs on all tight and cold But I know I'm almost there
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woke up and someone spilled vanilla extract all over my dash, so as punishment you strange little beasties are getting all the VANILLA FACTS i know:
vanilla is the 2nd most expensive spice in the world (2nd to saffron)
which is why more than 99% of what we call "vanilla extract" is actually vanillin (vanilla's dominant flavor compound) and is not extracted from real vanilla.
luckily, even professionals struggle to tell the difference when it comes to things like baked goods. but there is a distinct difference in non-heat treated products like vanilla ice cream. real vanilla has a more complex, individualized flavor profile.
why is vanilla so expensive? because it is a ridiculously delicate & demanding crop. complete primadonna.
vanilla beans come from vanilla orchids. these crazy flowers bloom for A SINGLE DAY and have to be HAND-POLLINATED in a process that is exhausting, delicate, and requires specialist knowledge passed down over generations.
then, if you're lucky, you get vanilla beans.
which then require months of further specialized treatment.
the entire process takes about a year and can go wrong at any stage
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vanilla has been cultivated for over 800 years (possibly much longer). the first known cultivators are the Totonac, an indigenous people of Mexico.
the Aztecs used it as a sweetener to balance out the bitter taste of cocoa. it was popular in a drink called xocolatl--the precursor to modern hot chocolate!
it is only pollinated by a very specific orchid bee!!!
which is why no fruit could be grown outside of Mexico until the 1800s
Edmond Albius, born into slavery, invented the pollination method we still use today--launching a global industry when he was just 12 years old.
today, the majority of the world's vanilla is grown in Madagascar
if you want real vanilla, read the labels carefully--it's harder to find than you think!
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in conclusion, those tiny black specks you see in fancy vanilla ice cream? those are vanilla bean seeds! itty bitty orchid seeds!!! they are delicious and also a PRISSY BITCH!
(src)
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pachix · 13 days
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https://www.geoguessr.com/vgp/3007
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uncanny-tranny · 8 months
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Fat people deserve mobility aids, too. No matter if it's connected to their fatness or not, because having a mobility issue that is connected to one's fatness won't change that they're still fat and still have the issue at hand. Fat people don't deserve to "tough it out" because fatness should be this divine punishment doled out to those who "deserve" it. Fat disabled people deserve to have the peace of mind that they can exist in whatever way is most comfortable and accessible to them
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herd-reject-arts · 10 months
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So I'm leaving work and something darts in front of me, maybe 10ft away, too fast for me to see what it is. Peek around the tree blocking my path and I see this
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Just like... a whole ass hawk. Dude's gotta be about 1.5ft tall. Massive fucking bird. And it's just staring me straight in my soul like this, even as I try to move ahead. It didn't budge. And there's only this path back to my car unless I want to walk on a busy highway. So I have the option of Death By Raptor or Death By Truck.
So I walk in the poison ivy filled patch off the sidewalk. Guy still isn't moving. Still staring me directly in the eyes. And I do this thing when animals are behaving strangely where I'll talk to them, so I'm just like, "Hey, man. I don't know you. You don't know me. This feels really threatening. I'm just trying to get to my car, dude. Can I get some space please? You're a big fucking bird. I see those claws. You could kill me right now, but I'd appreciate if you didn't, ok?"
It didn't move until I was about 2ft away. Again: I'm as far from it as I can be without walking into the street. It clearly wasn't going to budge. I walk past, thing flies up (silent, btw. Scary) and lands on a brick wall a little further ahead
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Anyway. Weird guy. Nearly shit my pants when I noticed a bird big enough to carry off a fully grown cat was just... there, staring me in the face, unwilling to move away from me, a human, something it should see as a threat. I watched behind me the whole rest of the way to my car, just in case this bird decided to help me shed this mortal coil. 10/10 experience. Super cool guy.
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