It's like that.
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Stranger Things
occasionally subtle
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
cherry valley forever
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Show & Tell

roma★
hello vonnie

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It's like that.
Aodrable. And I love how they're using the art references.
Moss of the Woods Herbal Pendant Giveaway!
July 24-July 31
In lieu of a proper shop update today, I’ve decided to do a small giveaway to mark the introduction of my new Herbal Pendants! Featuring small sprigs of real, locally harvested herbs and plants preserved in crystal clear resin, these pendants are intended not only as a statement piece for my fellow plant obsessives, but also as wearable charms and botanical allies for those so inclined.
Rules:
One winner will be chosen and given their choice of an herbal pendant (or something else if they prefer)
Enter by reblogging. One reblog=one entry.
Likes are appreciated, but do not count towards an entry
Please do not spam your followers; be considerate. If I see too many reblogs from you in a row I will only count them as one or two.
Must be 18 years or older to enter (US law, I’m sorry)
Winner will be chosen on the evening of Sunday, July 31 via a random number generator
Please do not enter via a giveaway blog; please be considerate of my time, I only ask for a little publicity from you as a small business.
So lovely.
you know, at bedtime or whatever.
game of thrones | text posts
WELCOME TO THE NEXUS (setting)
The thing is, there's always a portal. Sometimes it's a door, sometimes it's a shadow, sometimes it's a step to the left when you should have gone right. However it happened, here you are: in the in-between of everywhere. Maybe you can get home, maybe you can't. Maybe you're alive when you shouldn't be. Maybe you're just looking for a great organic farmer's market. You're here now. Might as well make the most of it.
WHAT TO DO (story)
Ever wonder where the magician's assistant goes after she's put in the box? Where the trickster god goes when he steps out of the panel? Where the forgotten corners of the world go when the maps are redrawn? You're about to find out--you're one of them now. You can go just about anywhere from here, if you're brave and foolish and know the way. Or you can wait for it to all come to you. The lost puzzle pieces of existence are cobbling themselves together again. Want to help?
WHAT'S GOING ON (about)
Nexus Sages is a journal-based pan-fandom sandbox with a dynamic setting, player-driven plots, and minimalist modding (problems addressed, events planned, light housekeeping). No apps, no activity checks, no reserve lists, no "taken" characters. Play who you want when you can and leave when you must; we'll be here when you get back. AUs and OCs welcome.
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Cluster v2.0 Presentation Intro by Tony Pinkevich | Tumblr
If my game had a loading screen, I'd want this on it.
Produced by Lemat works
Gravity1 / Graivty2 / Gravity3
Steve’s face. He knows it’s true.
No. He fears it's true. He's been through worlds of trauma and has lost everything, all he has now is this identity he never really asked for and a war that only slept when he did. Howard's gone, Peggy's gone, the Commandos are gone, Bucky's MIA. But the enemy is still there. He lost everything fighting an enemy he doesn't know how to stop. Yeah, he can do this all day. But does he want to?
WELCOME TO THE NEXUS (setting)
The thing is, there's always a portal. Sometimes it's a door, sometimes it's a shadow, sometimes it's a step to the left when you should have gone right. However it happened, here you are: in the in-between of everywhere. Maybe you can get home, maybe you can't. Maybe you're alive when you shouldn't be. Maybe you're just looking for a great organic farmer's market. You're here now. Might as well make the most of it.
WHAT TO DO (story)
Ever wonder where the magician's assistant goes after she's put in the box? Where the trickster god goes when he steps out of the panel? Where the forgotten corners of the world go when the maps are redrawn? You're about to find out--you're one of them now. You can go just about anywhere from here, if you're brave and foolish and know the way. Or you can wait for it to all come to you. The lost puzzle pieces of existence are cobbling themselves together again. Want to help?
WHAT'S GOING ON (about)
Nexus Sages is a journal-based pan-fandom sandbox with a dynamic setting, player-driven plots, and minimalist modding (problems addressed, events planned, light housekeeping). No apps, no activity checks, no reserve lists, no "taken" characters. Play who you want when you can and leave when you must; we'll be here when you get back. AUs and OCs welcome.
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The Great Flamingo Uprising
I told this story to a few guildies a while back and decided to archive it in a longer format; so here is the story of The Great Flamingo Uprising of 2010 as told to me by my favorite cousin who was a keeper at the time.
In addition to the aviary/jungle exhibit, our zoo has several species of birds that pretty much have the run of the place. They started with a small flock of flamingos and some free-range peacocks that I’m almost certain came from my old piano teacher’s farm. She preferred them to chickens. At some point in time they also acquired a pair of white swans (Or as I call them, “hellbirds”) and some ornamental asian duckies to decorate the pond next to the picnic area. Pigeons, crows, assorted ducks and a large number of opportunistic Canada geese moved in on their own.
Now; the ponds that dot the zoo property (I don’t remember how many there are but the one by the picnic area is the only one with swans) were also full of ginormous koi fish, some of whom by now are at least three feet long. Sensing an opportunity to cash in on the koi, the zoo put up little vending machines all over the place that dispense handfuls of food pellets. I swear to god the fish can hear the crank turning, and will show up at the nearest railing, blooping expectantly at whoever happens to be standing there and doing their best to appear starving and desperate.
Like this.^ And they weren’t the only ones who learned to associate the sound with the imminent arrival of food. The Canada geese knew a good deal when they saw one, and had long since ceased to migrate anyway. They formed roving gangs of thug-geese and staked out their turf around the vending machines, ready to mug anyone with pocket change. Picture yourself as a small child squaring off with a bird fully prepared to strip search you while standing on your feet and yelling “HWAAAAAKK!!” in your face. It’s traumatizing to you and deeply hilarious to your parents.
Anyway.
The flamingos had their spot near the zoo entrance and never seemed to mind the presence of the other birds, as they kept themselves to themselves and didn’t really like the taste of fish pellets. The problem lay in that their shrimp pond was close to a vending machine. Ordinarily that wouldn’t have been an issue at all, but eventually the goose population grew large enough that one of the gangs decided to annex it. Being territorial little shits, they would harass the poor flamingos any time they strayed within ten feet of it. The flamingos tolerated this for years until one day they snapped collectively. Here’s a summary of the incident in chronological order.
1.) It was a hot day, so everyone in question both human and avian, were cranky by the time the zoo even opened. 2.) A few flamingos (let’s call them The Jets) strayed into the radius of the vending machine and were immediately confronted by the indignant hissing geese (The Sharks) 3.) Possibly due to heat and the simple fact that the geese had been giant douchebags for far too long, the flamingos decided fuck it, this time they were going to FIGHT BACK DAMMIT, and swarmed the geese en mass. 4.) Chaos ensued. The geese were outnumbered 4 to 1 but had the advantage of being able to scream for back-up. 5.) Hearing the shrieking Canada geese and the bellowing of the enraged flamingos, the peacocks came to the conclusion that the apocalypse had come upon them and began to gather in the surrounding trees in droves and wail in despair. Or cheer them on, whichever. 6.) NOISE 7.) Apparently one of the siege tactics employed by the geese is to shit explosively all over the sidewalks. Never in the grass. 8.) The geese, having secured reinforcements from all over the zoo, went berserk and proceeded to attack EVERYBODY who had come to watch be they human or otherwise. 9.) The flamingos were chasing/being chased by the geese through the crowd accompanied by cheers/wails from the peacocks in the box seats. 10.) Complete pandemonium when the zoo tram became stalled on the tracks by the flamingo pond due to battling birds. The Jets, sensing these were somehow reinforcements on the side of the Sharks, charged the tram. Adults were doing the duck and cover. So were the ducks. Small children were screaming, adding to the noise. People were slipping on goose shit and hitting the ground in the fetal position, only to be stampeded by the rampaging flamingos. 11.) The koi continued to bloop hopefully for food. 12.) Two of the geese were cornered by a rival gang of their own and were chased into the swan pond. Cue slow-motion. 13.) The swans detected an enemy presence in their territory and by god, SOMEBODY was going to PAY. 14.) The staff were having no luck in breaking up the fight and on the verge of giving up and just building another zoo elsewhere when the hellbirds stormed the battlefield, trumpeting battle-cries, to dispense feathered justice. The staff promptly dropped their brooms and fled. 15.) The uprising was squashed in less than two minutes. Number of casualties was unknown, feathers were flying everywhere and there was enough goose shit to build another bird. One staff member had been knocked to the ground and was left with a melon sized bruise courtesy of one of the hellbirds. Several children were traumatized, probably for life. The zoo eventually removed the vending machine by the flamingos.
The geese went back to being giant douchebags. Because geese.
They're lucky there weren't any turkeys involved. Nasty fuckers.
Vampire Ennui vs Modern Diversions
Have you ever thought about how ridiculously boring unlife must get for really really old vampires? After the first millenium, what is there even to give a fuck about anymore? For most of human history, things haven't changed quickly. Not in a really fundamental way. Another war is another war is another war, and maybe you'd have to move again, but why would you really care about the mortals killing each other anymore? At best, it's a good cover for you and your dark children's feeding habits. Sure, there might sometimes be a good book every few decades, a flickering Enlightenment, a particularly lovely artistic movement... but those things too grow stale and old in their time. When the modern age began, with radio and then television, the need to leave one's safe and comfortable abode dropped even further. There was no need to seek out idle distractions anymore--the mortals so thoughtfully delivered them to you with so little effort on your part. You might rouse yourself to save a particularly beloved great-great-grandchild who got in trouble, or to see if your azalea is blooming yet (no it isn't it's been dead for 43 years let it go man). But then the Information Age was born. Your brood warned you it was likely to be dangerous, making it easier than ever for the mortal hunters to track you, to find you, to know exactly where you were at all times with their little spying cameras and toys. But for you, no, it was no fearful thing to be shunned. It was a blessing! Just think:
You could engage the great minds of the age without risking yourself or rousing their suspitions.
You would finally be able to read all those books you could never find a copy of that wasn't a treasured library or museum exhibit (and some things are still sacred, even to you).
An increasing acceptance of odd appearance and behavior, as well as a love for all things vintage, meant you could go out in style and be appreciated again!
Two words: Pokemon Go. Suddenly, there was a reason--a need--for you to go outside again.
Many of the habits of this new age are strange to you, even perhaps too rude and vulgar to be tolerated. Short messages instead of carefully-crafted letters. A constant and instant ability to connect with friends no matter the distance. A chance to watch the world's petty events as they happen without endangering yourself. That's what your brood is for. They will hunt down that vile slanderer on the X-Box battle chat and they will bring you his still-beating heart or there will be hell to pay. Once you've finished hatching this egg.
WELCOME TO THE NEXUS (setting)
The thing is, there's always a portal. Sometimes it's a door, sometimes it's a shadow, sometimes it's a step to the left when you should have gone right. However it happened, here you are: in the in-between of everywhere. Maybe you can get home, maybe you can't. Maybe you're alive when you shouldn't be. Maybe you're just looking for a great organic farmer's market. You're here now. Might as well make the most of it.
WHAT TO DO (story)
Ever wonder where the magician's assistant goes after she's put in the box? Where the trickster god goes when he steps out of the panel? Where the forgotten corners of the world go when the maps are redrawn? You're about to find out--you're one of them now. You can go just about anywhere from here, if you're brave and foolish and know the way. Or you can wait for it to all come to you. The lost puzzle pieces of existence are cobbling themselves together again. Want to help?
WHAT'S GOING ON (about)
Nexus Sages is a journal-based pan-fandom sandbox with a dynamic setting, player-driven plots, and minimalist modding (problems addressed, events planned, light housekeeping). No apps, no activity checks, no reserve lists, no "taken" characters. Play who you want when you can and leave when you must; we'll be here when you get back. AUs and OCs welcome.
rules ☀ setting ☀ brochure ☀ FAQ ☀ navigation
The motto of some of the more backward schools in @rhydincity
Is that a promise?
Sometimes, when you don't know what to say, it's best to say nothing and look adorable.
"A candle loses nothing by lighting another." --Rumi
I made a little animation to pretty much sum up my weekend. :D
This very well sums up my feelings about Pokemon Go: it looks adorable, but it's just not for me.