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Jules of Nature
shark vs the universe
i don't do bad sauce passes
wallacepolsom
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON
todays bird
pixel skylines
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.
if i look back, i am lost
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NuCIlX34z4)
(I just had to share. For Ari! So cute. @mavicvirim @crassussativum
((Okay So this is awesome and I can definitely see Mavic building things like this-or trying to- in his free time for Little Ari. See? Rodent City would soon become a metropolis.))
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((Mavic seems to have gone on a hiatus in my head, so putting him to rest again for now. I’ll be around over on @crassussativum with Cato and Crass and maybe he’ll make a few cameos. That seems to be all the inspiration I have for him. If you need him for something, let me know over there and we’ll work something out.))
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OOC- Vacation
((So! I work today, the kids just have school tomorrow and then it’s summer vacation for them, and a week long vacation for me. Currently, we only have one adventure planned and that’s for Tuesday. Basically letting you guys know I’ll be off and on Monday, gone most of the day Tuesday and then here until the following Monday. We may pop off during the week to do things but I don’t know yet.))
Today’s searching question: What would a buffet catering to elcor, volus, turian, human, salarian and asari look like?
I guess it depends on your head canon, but here’s mine: First off, different species will have different tables for each of them. How they’re labeled depends on whose throwing the buffet: asari/salarians tend to label things by species, turians/quarians by amino acids, humans by culture and/or homeworld, elcor/volus by planet of origin, and krogans don’t label anything at all. Some species - elcor, asari, quarian - are more likely to focus on vegetarian fare. Others - turians, krogans - focus on different types of meat. Humans and salarians may focus on meat, veggies, on in-between. The other races are always wary about going to human or salarian run buffets, since a turian expecting prime rib will be disappointed by tabula, and an asari wanting a salad will be horrified by a shrimp cocktail. Obviously, different items will be of interest to each species:
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For Zal: “I’m blind, its fine.”
Zal shook his head, “You are not blind. Just blindfolded. You said you would trust me. So trust me…and hold still.” the quarian instructed. Although he smiled, and smoothed his hands down Mavic’s neck and over his chest. “I would never hurt you beloved. You are mine after all, I would never hurt what’s mine.” He said, voice as smooth as the hands that lightly danced their way back up to tickle around Mavic’s temples.
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For Zal: “I’m blind, its fine.”
Zal shook his head, “You are not blind. Just blindfolded. You said you would trust me. So trust me…and hold still.” the quarian instructed. Although he smiled, and smoothed his hands down Mavic’s neck and over his chest. “I would never hurt you beloved. You are mine after all, I would never hurt what’s mine.” He said, voice as smooth as the hands that lightly danced their way back up to tickle around Mavic’s temples.
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Frantic Mad With Evermore Unrest (Saren, M, Saren/Nihlus)
Summary: On Sovereign, Saren cannot sleep. On Sovereign, Saren cannot sleep.
That in itself is odd. He’s lived almost all of his life on ships. First his brother’s, then his own, and now this strange God-King’s. He is used to the hum of the engines, the soft purr of the ventilation systems. There are many sounds on ships and Saren is used to them all.
But Sovereign is cold and dark and silent, the only noises those made by his own presence.
It reminds him of the Citadel. Reminds me of his apartment, rarely used. It has always been more of a depository of things, things that are not Saren’s but which he cannot bear to part with. (Nihlus, slowly but surely, has made his apartment – always huge when alone – seem small. There is only one room where Nihlus scent does not fester, and that is the room that houses Desolas’ things, cold and lifeless as the man himself but with the soft scent of him still lingering.)
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Parting (Saren, T)
Summary: Saren Arterius deals with the aftermath of his brother’s death. (Gen, Warning: character death)
He could not say when the spirit of his brother began to haunt him, only that he felt the weight upon him instantly from the moment that he’d ordered his brother’s murder.
“Hold the connection,” he’d barked, to some terrified ensign or another, as he watched the missiles that he had ordered bomb the ruined remains of the old Palaven temple, watched until the image of Desolas fractured and burned, until the equipment itself winked out in unblinking, white space.
“Switch to the long-range sensors.” Saren Arterius kept his arms folded lest they shake, kept his eyes glued to the equipment in front of him lest he falter. He could not fail in his mission, no matter how much his heart heaved in his chest.
Abrudas stared at him, her mouth slightly askew, and he felt the weight of his guilt settle deep in his chest.
He continued watching; the long-range cameras on the drones confirmed his solution had been a success. Temple palaven burned. He could not tear his eyes way. He owed Desolas the duty to see his last mission through.
One of the ensigns touched his arm, said something. The words sounded like little more than static. Saren jerked away and ignored it; they were distractions. He could not afford them; Desolas had been distracted by the monolith and he had died for it. Was dying for it. Had he granted him a quick death? Saren did not know. Was his brother burning now, his claws desperately trying to open a door that could never be reopened?
His knees shook. He wanted to sit down, put his head in his hands. But Desolas would never have approved.
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For Zal: “I’m blind, its fine.”
Zal shook his head, “You are not blind. Just blindfolded. You said you would trust me. So trust me…and hold still.” the quarian instructed. Although he smiled, and smoothed his hands down Mavic’s neck and over his chest. “I would never hurt you beloved. You are mine after all, I would never hurt what’s mine.” He said, voice as smooth as the hands that lightly danced their way back up to tickle around Mavic’s temples.
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For Zal: “I’m blind, its fine.”
Zal shook his head, “You are not blind. Just blindfolded. You said you would trust me. So trust me…and hold still.” the quarian instructed. Although he smiled, and smoothed his hands down Mavic’s neck and over his chest. “I would never hurt you beloved. You are mine after all, I would never hurt what’s mine.” He said, voice as smooth as the hands that lightly danced their way back up to tickle around Mavic’s temples.
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Reblog if your muse loves physical affection like cuddles, massages, head scratches and handholding
Ari and the Lettuce Lunch
Wanted to paint and rustled up this sketch. Ari too cute <3 Not sure about the colors… I was playing around with a new technique and I don’t know if I like it…
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((I’m going to do the couple of replies that came in during the day and that’s it for tonight. Had an okay day at work, until my ex who I have a restraining order against showed up and I had to hide in the manager’s office until he left so kinda feeling not up to things but I don’t wanna let stuff sit. So, just gonna get them typed up and go to bed.))
For Zal: “I’m blind, its fine.”
Zal shook his head, “You are not blind. Just blindfolded. You said you would trust me. So trust me…and hold still.” the quarian instructed. Although he smiled, and smoothed his hands down Mavic’s neck and over his chest. “I would never hurt you beloved. You are mine after all, I would never hurt what’s mine.” He said, voice as smooth as the hands that lightly danced their way back up to tickle around Mavic’s temples.
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Reblog if it is totally, 100% fine to send anonymous comments to your muse pertaining to the events in your RP
Example, if your muse kisses another muse, it is totally fine for you to get on anon and congratulate my muse, or to say tat the other muse isn’t right for them. I will answer ic.
For Zal: “I’m blind, its fine.”
Zal shook his head, “You are not blind. Just blindfolded. You said you would trust me. So trust me…and hold still.” the quarian instructed. Although he smiled, and smoothed his hands down Mavic’s neck and over his chest. “I would never hurt you beloved. You are mine after all, I would never hurt what’s mine.” He said, voice as smooth as the hands that lightly danced their way back up to tickle around Mavic’s temples.
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