DIRK: Can anyone tell me why I enter the grocery store a normal person and emerge as some sort of vile ravening monster.
JANE: It's the Prices.
JAKE: Overstimulation :(
ROXY: florescent lighting...
DIRK: You are all... correct.
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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...
She's perfect :')
Photo by Marshal Hedin
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I'm pretty sure A Court of Fey and Flowers was filmed before Calamity. which means that Brennan making Sam roll insight against his own deception was ACTUALLY inspired by Aabria doing the same to him first. which I love.
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"As for the insects, their lives are sustained only by the intricate processes of fantastic horror."
-John Wyndham
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getting blocked by one of the biggest tumblr blogs these days is like a point of pride
(i said trump was the lesser evil against biden because i, a trans person, would love to not have to detransition or get my rights taken away) (i did not even say biden was a good person or that i support genocide)
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Some fae!Dick freaking the hell out of the court of owls?
The Court of Owls is… disturbed, in one word.
They don’t know where the new talon came from (“not a talon!” Dick will sing-song eventually, “not a bird! Can you guess my name?”) but it is goddamn weird.
It laughs in the handlers’ faces, it slips from the edge of a cliff only to reappear back at their sides a minute later, head cocked the way owls do, inquisitive and predatory.
It’s goddamn weird and they don’t know where it came from. They ask the labs, but the scientists cite ignorance. They think they remember something but their minds are all foggy and weird.
Cameras only manage to capture glimpses of teeth-feathers-bones-eyes before shorting out.
The other talons refuse to get close to the strange talon for no discernible reason. (Dead things have no business existing anywhere near something so utterly alive).
And Dick has fun. He has so much fun. He found the strangers in the cave system beneath Gotham, found their little dead pets and the masks, and felt right at home in the strangeness of it all. An evil strangeness, sure. But it appealed to something inherently wild and other in him that he couldn’t help but play a little.
And it’s fun, but it has to end sooner than later. Bruce will get worried, after all. And Dick doesn’t want his family to worry.
So in the end he leaves again to go back to the manor and Alfred and Bruce, leaving the Court disturbed and almost decimated to nothingness over night.
Hehehe
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Not my brain forcing a crossover, and imagining Loquatius taking Laerryn to a Bloom. Instead of being a possession, a curiosity, Laerryn is admired and adored by her husband, who proudly introduces her to his court, and to the others. She is fascinated by the magic of the Bloom, trying to conduct many many experiments while Quay rolls his eyes fondly and teasing her about marrying her job before him.
Just… Laerryn and Loquatius at the Bloom.
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