are jumping spiders capable of curiosity? i was making a flower crown one time in a park and one came and just vibed on my knee (it was very cute); it looked like they were watching me weave the crown
I would think so! They are pretty intelligent and show problem-solving skills, so I imagine they’re capable of looking at something and trying to figure out what the heck is going on with it. They seem very aware of their surroundings. Pretty much every jumping spider I’ve ever met has looked directly into my eyeballs. I like to think I could see their little spider wheels turning. Thinkin’ spider thoughts.
Hell yeah!!! I play clarinet, which fits since clarinets are known for being bitchy and dramatic 😂😂
But yeah, I loved band. I did marching band all 4 years of high school, and I did concert band from 6th grade through high school. And then I did community band, which is a concert band in my hometown that's... mostly older people, like Boomer age. But I loved that and them, too!
I miss band so bad though... I pass the football field and music building every day at school, and I can hear the band practice on the field every Monday/Wednesday. Makes me sad and nostalgic. But my body won't allow me to do marching anymore, so yeh :/
Would insulation foam work well for a fursuit head? It’s stiff but it takes a lot of force to snap so I wouldn’t call it brittle. I ask cause (until I start getting commissions) i really don’t have any spare money but I do have A TON of insulation foam. The brand I use is the pink panther one if you want to research it further :)
I wouldn’t use it to be honest. Insulation foam is not made for that purpose.I know some people use if for cosplay horns or weapons, but having your head in it, breathing tiny particles in can’t be good.So nope. I would stay away from it
Could you possibly make a version of your piece “Little Lamb” in the size of an iPhone background? (I believe the resolution is 1080 x 1920 but that could be a few pixels off) I love the piece and would love to use it as a phone background!
Of course! Hopefully, this works for you! Thanks for the message, was a nice little surprise to get this evening!
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For years Gladion made it a habit to challenge Moon at least once a week. “To get stronger” he always claimed, but everyone else had their speculations.
Hau suggested that Gladion wanted to become the next Champion, while Lillie strongly believed her brother had other reasons.
Regardless, Moon didn't mind. She did need a challenge from time to time and she always found herself enjoying the boy’s company. And the two of them had to admit that her bubbly nature and his solemn character created a pretty interesting friendship dynamic.
But with all the fun they would have it also meant that Moon spent a lot of time bored in her Champion room.
“Rotom, what time is it?” Moon asks as she looks towards the glass walls. The snow was falling hard.
“11:30PMZZT”
“And I’m assuming there’s a challenger taking on the Elite 4 right now?”
“Yes Maamzz”
Moon walks back to her chair and clicks a button on the armrest. “Hey, Elite 4, once you’re down with the challenger please feel free to go home. The snow is picking up and I want you all home safely.”
“Sure!”
“Got it.”
“Thank you!”
“He’s in the final room so we’ll all be departing soon.”
Moon sits down in her chair horizontally allowing her head to rest on one armrest but her feet to drape over the sides of the chair.
“You know at a certain point waiting around becomes kinda boring” she mutters to herself as she throws her Pokeballs.
She turns her head and watches all her Pokemon walk around except for Silvally who instead walks up to its trainer and places its head on her stomach. Moon slowly starts to pet her Pokemon as she continues to wait.
Challenger Approaching.
Moon bolts up much to Silvally’s complaint. “Sorry” she whispers as she pats her clothes and combs her fingers through her hair. Silvally gives her a look of confusion.
“Don’t give me that look. A champion has to look presentable.”
Moon stares at the entrance until she sees the familiar shade of blonde appear at the top of the stairs.
“Gladion! You’re here!” she stands up and skips towards the boy. She stops in front of him with the smile on her face slowly fading at his lack of reaction.
“What’s wrong?” A pout graces her face. Gladion stares at Moon for a second before speaking up.
“Do I really need to battle the Elite 4 just to come up here?”
“Well, if you want to battle then, yes. And even if you aren’t...then probably still yes” Moon says matter of factly. “Are you not here to battle?”
Gladion shakes his head. “Not this time.”
“Are you here to hangout with the most wonderful person ever?” Moon says with a laugh, but when Gladion only blushes in response Moon cuts herself off short.
“Dear Arceus you’re not fighting back. Are you dying? Are you sick? IS THE WORLD ENDING?” Moon reaches out to touch Gladion’s forehead which started burning up on contact. He quickly, but gently, grabs her wrists and pulls it down. “Tsk. I am not dying.” He rolls his eyes.
“I heard there was going to be a snowstorm up on Mt. Lanakila so I wanted to check up on you to make sure you would get home safely.”
“Awww, you do care” Moon grins.
‘I need to make sure my rival doesn’t get stuck out in the snow.”
Moon clicks her tongue. “Well, I would’ve gone home sooner if I wasn’t waiting for a challenger, but since you’re here now we might as well walk down together, right?”
Gladion shrugs in response as he descends the steps. Moon follows after calling in all her Pokemon, but when they walk into the Elite 4 chambers everything is pitch dark.
“Moon, are the lights usually off?”
“Not when there’s people still inside...”
Moon makes her way through the dark and heads towards the League entrance doors. She pulls and the doors refuse to budge. “Uh oh…”
“What is it?”
“Rotom...what’s the current weather report…”
“10 Degrees Fahrenheitzzzz. 100% chance of heavy snow. Winds at 30 miles per hour.”
Moon lets out a sigh as she begins walking back upstairs.
“So what? Are we stuck?” Gladion asks slightly irritatedly.
“I think the snow blew the downstairs generator...and these doors work with said generator. Upstairs should still be okay though.” Moon keeps walking until she realizes Gladion isn’t following.
“C’mon grumpy pants. I’m prepared for situations like these.”
Moon places Gladion in her chair and leaves him alone for a while.
When she returns she has a tall pile of blankets and pillows in her arms.
Gladion crosses his arms and scoffs. “This is what you call being prepared?”
Moon drops the stuff in front of him. “I am prepared to make bad situations better!”
“Why do you even have all this bed stuff here?”
“I sleep here sometimes” Moon laughs as she begins to create a blanket fort around Gladion.
“Do you need help?”
Moon shakes her head “Nope!”
“You sure?”
“Yes”
“Really?”
Moon throws a pillow at Gladion in response. She didn’t expect for it to hit him in the face.
“Oops” Moon mutters as she sheepishly looks at him from behind another pillow. Gladion glares at her, pillow in hand, until he tilts his head up and smirks. He throws the pillow (although gently) back at her.
“HEY!” Moon begins throwing more pillows and Gladion does the same.
“YOU STARTED IT!”
“DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO CONTINUE IT!”
Eventually their pillows explode and feathers went everywhere. Moon looks over to Gladion and starts laughing at the collection of white feathers stuck in his hair. Gladion smiles as he reaches over and plucks out a feather out of her hair.
“The feathers match your little red chicken hat”
Moon sticks out her tongue, but the two of them once again fall into the rhythm at laughing at their own antics.
After some clean up Gladion and Moon release their Pokemon and let them basically have a sleepover of their own. The two of them settle into the blanket fort.
“How often do you actually stay here?”
“A couple times a week” Moon shrugs.
“Why don’t you go home?”
“Ehh...sometimes it’s late, sometimes it’s cold, but I always have to be here early in the morning”
“Tsk. You should close earlier and it’s cold cause you’re always up here at the top of a mountain without a sweater!”
“Your way of showing concern is always so snippy, huh Gladion?” Moon says softly as she stares at her Silvally playing with Gladion’s.
“I worry about you, okay?”
Moon lets his words sink in. “oh--thank you…”
VRMMM. A hum could be heard from downstairs. Gladion’s eyes widen “is that…”
“The generator!” Moon screams as she runs downstairs to check. Gladion waits a couple seconds before she comes running back up.
“We can go now!”
Moon calls back all her Pokemon and waits for Gladion to catch up.
“Aren’t we going to clean up?”
Moon shakes her head. “It’s a task for tomorrow unless you want to risk getting stuck again.”
When the two of them are finally outside snow was still falling. Moon was looking up to the sky enraptured by the gentle white specks. Gladion, however, was stuck focusing on her.
“Are you heading back to Aether now?” Moon turns to face him not expecting to catch him looking at her.
“Yeah”
Moon pulls out her ride pager and Gladion does the same, but when their Charizards arrive and Moon gets on hers Gladion stops her from leaving.
“Moon, Wait!”
“Hmm?”
“I originally came by to give you something”
Moon tilts her head as Gladion pulls out a small box out of his bag.
“Happy Valentine’s Day.”
And with that Gladion gives her a genuine smile and a quick wave before getting on his Charizard and leaving.
Moon sits there in complete shock while staring at the small red box.
"Charizard let's go home" she mutters as she places the box safely in her bag.
Once Moon gets back home she collapses into her bed. Meowth climbs on to join her.
She pulls the box out and opens it up to see a small silver chained necklace with a crescent moon pendant.
Moon squeals out loud as she puts it on.
"Huh, maybe Lillie was right. Guess I'll have to ask him to find out though huh Meowth?"
I don't work with the futhark, but I do work with the ogham. In that system, my favorite is Duir (Oak). I have a special personal connection to willow trees, but oaks are the ones I always find myself returning to when I need to feel steady and safe.
83) Do you have a pre-ritual ritual? (I.e. Something you do before rituals to prepare yourself for them). If so what is it?
I don't do rituals very often. When I do though, I take a little time to make sure mundane things won't get in the way of completing the working. That may mean moving to a private space or tidying up a bit or tending to chores before I begin. I also make sure that my tools and materials are assembled and in easy reach so that I don't have to break momentum to search for things. (Also, if I'm going to be performing baneful magic, I find a dark room and recite Lady Macbeth's murder speech to get myself in the right headspace.)
105) What is a pagan or witchcraft rule that you preach but don’t practice?
Probably "document what you do." I'm really rubbish at remembering to take notes on my spur-of-the-moment workings or going back to record results when they manifest noticeably, but I like to think I make up for it with all the research and writing that I do in other areas of my craft.
