coldlandstarlight
coldlandstarlight
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coldlandstarlight · 25 days ago
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how come you draw Sam with white hair sometimes :0
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Okay so I basically headcanon Sam as a white rabbit with all white hair and stuff at birth! But he's extremely insecure about it so he got a white rabbit hat to “hide” his white hair (it doesn't hide anything but yk it gives him peace of mind) and he dyed his bangsto be brunette so it looks like his hair is just hiding under the hat (it was poorly thought out but he tried!)
Anyways yeah those are my Sam hair and bunny headcanons! Merry Christmas ⭐⭐⭐
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coldlandstarlight · 25 days ago
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🌟 A Cry for Help: My Family’s Struggle to Survive in Gaza 🌟
Hello, my name is Areej Kassab. I’m a 27-year-old English teacher and writer from Gaza, and I’m reaching out to you with a heavy heart and a desperate plea for support. My family and I are enduring unimaginable hardships as relentless bombings devastate our home and our dreams.
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We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.
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💔 A Life in Ruins The war has robbed us of everything: safety, peace, and even the hope of a future here. My family’s needs are basic yet critical—food, clean water, diapers for the babies, gas for cooking, and other essentials to make it through each day.
With rising prices and limited access to necessities, we are struggling to provide even the most basic items. My sister’s home has been destroyed, and we are working together to ensure everyone has shelter, food, and warmth.
✨ My Plea for Your Support ✨ I’m a writer, and I’ve been documenting the harsh realities faced by my community under siege. But words can only do so much. We need action, and we need help. Your kindness can save us.
🙏 How You Can Help
Donate: Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us closer to securing the essentials we desperately need.
Share Our Story: If you can’t donate, please share this post to help us reach others who can.
Your support will help provide food for the children, clean water for my family, and basic supplies to help us survive this unimaginable crisis.
Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing in solidarity with us. Together, we can create a lifeline for my family—a chance to live, to dream, and to hope again.
With love and gratitude, Areej Kassab ❤️
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coldlandstarlight · 27 days ago
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grian minecraft they could never make me hate you
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coldlandstarlight · 1 month ago
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watcher grian design :D
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coldlandstarlight · 1 month ago
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hot summer game night
[my piece for @boatemvillagezine]
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coldlandstarlight · 1 month ago
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Some sketches that spawned from my poor brain trying to figure out what perching looks like. Click for better quality because tumblr must've gotten hungry and taken a few bites out of the resolution lol
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coldlandstarlight · 1 month ago
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There was only one bed is a great trope, but consider: there was two beds but Grian is an avian, and can only sleep in nests. He’s shorter than Scar, so he got the smaller blanket, and it’s not big enough to make a nest, so Scar offers to share his, and they push both of the beds together to make one shared nest instead. 
Maybe the first night Grian just doesn’t tell Scar about needing a nest to sleep, but he also doesn’t feel safe at night without a nest, so he just makes a really small one out of the blanket he has, and sits in it. Scar wakes up and asks what’s wrong, because he’s just sitting on the bed instead of sleeping.
Avians usually cuddle together in nests, so Grian automatically goes to do that with Scar, then shuffles away, embarrassed, but Scar reaches out and pulls him back in, and wraps his arms around him, and that’s how they sleep every night in the desert.
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coldlandstarlight · 1 month ago
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Imagine this: a wild card that makes everyone’s hybrid instincts go into overdrive.
Grian perches on Mumbo’s shoulders, squawking at anyone who gets too close. He somehow manages to steal something from every player for his nest, despite living on people’s shoulders and backs the whole time. He doesn’t give the items back once the session’s over.
Tango wanting to keep his pyre warm. He starts off just clinging to whoever’s nearest, but it soon turns into “Tango! Too hot!” and he’s absolutely crushed he can’t just set everyone on fire. Eventually they get out fire resistance potions so he can make everyone as warm as he wants, because watching him be a sad pathetic cat was no fun.
Jimmy unable to stand being away from his flock. If he’s left alone for as little as one minute he has a breakdown, because his flock is leaving him and they hate him and the world is ending. Him and Grian get along well.
Ren for the most part is normal, but he does require head scratches often. He brings sticks to other players to throw, immediately chasing it and bringing it back. He also tries to eat… everything. He chews up so many of his things that the chests end up getting locked. Martyn is tired.
Lizzie immediately gets stuck in a tree and has to be saved. She’s already quite a menace, but with her feline instincts turned up she’s more feral than ever. She knocks things over, digs in people’s storages, and hisses at anyone who gets too annoying. She has to be kept away from the giant bird that is Jimmy, unfortunately he becomes a tasty snack in her eyes.
There’s thankfully some normal, non hybrid players on the server that can help out. There’s also, luckily, hybrids whose instincts don’t get in the way too badly.
Scott, an ice elf, just has to make sure he doesn’t get too warm or he’ll get sick. Pearl occasionally has to be dragged away from light sources, but otherwise she’s great help. Impulse helps as well, when he’s pulled away from making mischief with the fae that is Gem. Skizz is a saint (literally) and does his best to make everyone happy. This does end in a breakdown for Skizz, because helping people is his job, he needs to make them happy, but even instincts can’t stop Impulse from comforting him.
They all end up in a pile at spawn by the end of the session, some players having breakdowns or freaking out when they can’t make sure everyone is safe.
…And Bdubs spent the whole time either asleep or screaming at people. Damn phantom hybrid.
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coldlandstarlight · 1 month ago
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“Grian?” calls Mumbo, pushing the door to his friend’s precariously-perched cliffside home open. It hadn’t been an easy climb up, not without elytra, and now he’s up here he’s half-worried the whole thing might collapse underneath him. Not that elytra would really help with that if it did. “You in here, mate? Just, uh – friendly friend check-in! I mean, neighbour check-in! Friendly neighbour check-in! I mean– look, no one’s seen you for a couple of days, and I just wanted to make sure–”
Then Mumbo registers what he’s actually looking at. Or, rather, registers that he’s looking at something, anyway. It’s not entirely clear what the something is. 
“Grian. Mate. What on earth are you doing?”
Grian’s head perks up, from the middle of a truly bewildering pile of clothing, all bright and beady-eyed. His wings perk up too, an odd little raise so the elbow-joints are higher than his head, the wings themselves slightly flared. Mumbo’s never seen him make that gesture before.
“Mumbo!” Grian says, brightly – and then, blissful, says “Nest.”
“I can see that.” Mumbo can, indeed, see that. It’s definitely a nest, for a given definition (‘bunch of stuff piled up approximately in a circle’) of nest. It’s also technically an answer to his question, but it feels very much more letter of the law than the spirit. And not that it’s unknown for Grian to be an obstructive pain in the behind, or to be a rules lawyer, but this feels… different. “Why’re you in a nest, buddy?”
For a moment, Grian considers that, head cocked to one side. “Nest,” he concludes, eventually, conclusively, which– again, doesn’t really answer the question, but answers a few others. “Give me your jacket.”
Mumbo sighs, and starts shrugging off his jacket. He knows what happens if he tries to refuse; his moustache is only just recovering from the last time he attempted to preserve his clothing in the face of Grian’s nesting instincts. “That time of the year?” he asks, sympathetically. “Something made you broody? Based too high up and now you’re all bird-brained?”
“Jacket,” says Grian, holding out both hands expectantly, which is a firm yes on the bird-brained and a vague who knows on everything else.
Mumbo sighs, and hands the jacket over. He watches, pained, as it immediately gets shoved in amongst all the other clothing lining the nest. The fabric gets, undoubtedly, horribly creased by the inclusion. He just hopes he doesn’t lose a button again this time.
“Okay,” he says, as Grian chirps happily, arches his wings higher and starts fussing further at the clothing. “Okay, bird-brain. Fine. I’ll put out a call for clothing, see if Scar can run us across some golden–”
“Scar,” says Grian, suddenly, head turned in Mumbo’s direction and beady eyes locked on to Mumbo’s face.
“Uh. Yeah? What about him, buddy?”
Grian hums, and then holds out his hands, expectantly. “Scar,” he says, with a single-minded intensity. “Give me your Scar.”
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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Concept: Sometimes, when Monoma sleeps, he gets flashes of memories from the people whose quirks he recently copied.
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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<3
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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Is 'furry' a slur in the mha-verse?
Discuss.
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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Read like two fics now I'm obsessed
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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Who's that pokemon
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Quick draft
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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Pro hero monoma vs Styling his hair and an alarm that didn’t go off in the morning
+ a bit of monokami
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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Monoma/Awase nation can I get a hell yeah ?!?!? (deafening silence)
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coldlandstarlight · 2 months ago
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So it turns out the MHA leaks, are fake most likely! If you've seen them then here is a good thread (on twitter) explaining why they are fake with evidence!
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Monoma's design is most likely fake, still a cool design but anyway (I had posted his design before, which I didn't know was fake so sorry about that guys! <3)
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