#Squirrels are everywhere

[arllanaeats]

Seems the squirrels got the dog this time! 💝

VALENTINES DAY ART FOR MY BOO @kibsyourbits 💗💘

[incompleteninny]

The sixty-fifth free, unedited chapter of my upcoming book, “The Heist at Cordia Aquarium” is now available on its website (or click here to read from the beginning).

Crawling along unseen wires, strings of holiday lights curl away from street lamps. They trace images of snowflakes, bells, and candy canes that twinkle in mismatched sequence from red to green to gold. An unnecessary display albeit eye-catching and festive.

Scrypher's comfortable again — her face is covered up, free to look how it does. And she's on the move. Patrolling along the route outlined by their nightly dispatch. Rather, she would be, if Barclay didn't find a new excuse to drive them off course every few blocks.

Like the overexcited dog of a man that he is.

First, a bottle shop: he drapes himself over their glass display. "Evening! Oh no, no drinks for me: just wanted to check in. How are you folks doing tonight?"

Next, a trumpet player: Barclay claps and stomps in tandem with the surrounding crowd. Scrypher pulls him away, but not before the struggling strongman drops a handful of bills into the waiting instrument case.

The final time — not counting the dozen that follow — he steps into line behind some drunks playing hopscotch on a faded board. Scrypher's eyes glaze over. She barrels past, set to leave him behind. Irritating. An endlessly annoying, unfocused, lazy—

[...]

I’m sharing the book’s art insert featuring Scrypher and Barclay again. I’ll never stop thinking about this piece. I’ve got a plan for another featuring her, but solo. It’ll be placed in the book after next weeks chapter and the patience I need to muster until it’s time to send the references for it to Stella is unholy. Why must time be so linear...

(She’s the one standing prim and proper under that helmet, since the small excerpt above doesn’t mention her appearance. Barclay’s got the tights)

[respect-the-stache]

*pops in and waves*

I’m King of the squirrels!

*Waves back.*

Well, hello there! What brings you here, King?

~ᗯIᒪ

[invinciblerodent]

so i poked around a little bit among the popular DA2 mods, for reasons I don't quite know myself, and um

how do we, uh. feel. about this.

because i think. i think we are feeling bad.

like i'm not a Fenris girlie, and i won't even mention the parts of this mod that make him human for some reason ("half-elf") or whatever, but this....

well this. is a thing for sure

[milkweedman]

I ended up needing to decant the exhaust dye when I put the next 2 ounces/56 grams in, which I still have not added back in, and the new fleece is already dark with color. I'm going to let it cook overnight regardless just because I think it's good practice but wow, buckthorn berries are crazy potent for a natural dye. This was like one scant double handful (I didn't weigh them RIP) of dried berries and I'd be surprised if I got less than 6 ounces (130 grams) of dyed wool out of it.

[meat-loving-meat]

I want to write a Vanyel/Stefen modern-with-magic AU soooo bad but I don’t know Valdemar lore like at all. There are six books standing between me and feeling comfortable enough in the lore to imagine what Valdemar might look like with the internet and planes

[photozoi]

“Don’t be askeerd, it is just me, Imp, in disguise with a mask and everything. I found this cool mask and it matches my Majesty scarf! So now I can go InDogNeat-O and no one will know it is the Famous Me. So don’t tell, coz I still haz ALL the Cookies and it is a secret where I hid them in Mom’s bed so you won’t get any if you Undisguise me.”

the Imp, His IMPerial Majesty, Ruler of ALL the Things, and Keeper of the Aforementioned Cookies-  Silken Windhound

[general-george-washington]

if i ever visited nyc, I WOULD be disappointed if I didn't see any rats ngl. They're famous

[speedlimit15]

[shroomsnail]

do some people really live in places where there are no wild animals?? like, even downtown, i see sparrows all the time despite trees being mostly absent. rats at night. turkey vultures above our heads. wasps and mosquitoes. spiders of all kinds licherally in every possible corner and inch of all buildings. ???

[unhingedlesbear]

Woke up at 6am to my cat literally face to face with a fox outside my window. The fox was such an unbothered queen it literally just came over and sniffed my hand like... what even is London at this point why does every garden in this city have its own fox??????? I'm literally on the outskirts of London but it's just the same here with these guys fr.

[tweedlebean]

Harness training Priscilla is going much better than it did with Jolene. Jo was more interested in the plastic bag than the actual treats, and never got past hating the body strap. Silly, however, will waddle around forever as long as I keep giving her treats and pets. She has created a new issue though, where anytime I go anywhere near the stairs she bolts down and meows her head off in the spot where I usually train her. I've accidentally laundry room trained my cat.

[pompoenwolkjes]

I have just spent an ENTIRE HOUR looking at the birds in the garden.

?????

Me whenever there’s a bird, anywhere:

[invinciblerodent]

If there's one thing that can absolutely convince me to pick an elf for my next, Astarion-romance playthrough, it's the "no sleeping" thing.

Mainly it's just *infinitely funny* to me to have two bristling, wet cats be the only two awake through basically the whole night, avoiding eye contact and covertly glaring at each other from either side of the campfire

And it's also kinda cute to imagine them reluctantly striking up a conversation, just because somehow it's MORE awkward to be silent, and kinda ending up finding out that it's... actually pretty entertaining? To just talk?

A pair of nasty, judgemental, pan/bisexual freaks

[sempiternal-peculiarity]

Guys my little tiny guy is back!!! 🥹🥹🥰

[stinkywrinkles]

Early morning adventuring at the park!