#cabbage critters

[basilisk2000]

haii! ♡♡

call me mimzy! im silly!

i use it/its and, for now, only speak english!

i have a pet turtle named beans! i love him very much. beans is an ornate box turtle and was taken in by me after finding him being hassled by my dogs in my backyard. here is a picture of him! feel free to ask me anything or give me tips!

posts that remind me of beans? #beans tag !

updates on beans? #beans update !

updates on me? #cabbage update !

+ extra info and tags in read more!

about me!

im an artist, game dev, musician, and animator! (+ many more!)

i love all critters, old/obscure web, old tech, horror games, nichijou, garage kits + more!

my favorite foods are fried pickles, grilled cheese, texas toast, fried chicken, milk, and the biggest burger at any given resturant

my favorite colors are cyan, blue, neon green, chartreuse, peach, butter yellow, hot pink, baby pink, baby blue, and white!

i love researching weird old websites, games, videos, etc! i have a lot of website ideas too, but i have yet to have the skill to make them!

about beans!

as said before beans is an ornate box turtle found in my back yard, he was taken in after being found being pestered by my dogs. he is okay and unhurt! i try hard to not mess with him much. i chose to keep beans because we believe he was domesticated in the past, he is not skittish around people and is okay with being held and pet. beans has a large terraium thats about three feet long! his substrate is phagnum moss coconut fiber and natural soil all mixed together!

tags!

#cabbage update updates on me! anything rlly

#cabbage dreams dreams i have!

#cabbage thoughts what it says on the tin...

#cabbage art my art!

#cabbage music update updates on me learning how to make music

#cabbage music my music!

#cabbage game update updates on learning game dev!

#cabbage gaming i game Alot, oops!

#cabbage watch i watch so many things!

#cabbage critters any animal related update!

#cabbage coal miner updates on school/work

#cabbage friend promo promo of my friends!!!!! follow them okay? thank you!

[awkwardnerdylesbian]

Share pictures of your chickens

not home yet but i have these of a month ago because my mom wanted to see the roosters

[blunderpuff]

look at my tiny seder, boy.

[wakebymoonsleepbysun]

Seeing a couple theorists on youtube saying that the Nightmare Critters don't make sense as an actual toylike that Playtime Co would make and it's like...

what

dude

Just the fact that mascot horror exists and is popular with kids should tell you that yes, a toy company could ABSOLUTELY make a toyline that's meant to seem spooky/edgy. There are a TON of "scary" stuff for kids, especially back in the 80's and 90's. Or even things that aren't scary or aren't toylines, but have merch and SOUND about as scary, in name, as "nightmare critters". Garbage Pail kids, Creepy Crawlers, Goosebumps, My Pet Monster, Toxic Crusaders...and yeah not all of these are necessarily (or at all) "scary" to most, but they're a bit edgy/gross/etc.

Also all we have is the name. Based on name alone, something like Monster High could easily be a grossout toyline aimed at boys of the 80's, even though yes I know it's a modern fashion doll line for girls. My point is having the term "Nightmare" in the name really doesn't tell us enough to say these are too scary for kids.

Hell, maybe the Nightmare Critters are the villains in the Smiling Critters universe. Villains do get merch too sometimes. Or it could be a Cabbage Patch Kids / Garbage Pail Kids situation. Personally they're the villains in the Smiling Critters universe. Even Disney makes marketable villains from time to time, or merch of the villiains or things like Descendants where the story is pretty heavily focused on villains and also has a ton of merch.

But either way. I'm not saying the Nightmare Critters ARE FOR SURE made by playtime co and not just a nickname for ruined Smiling Critters or something. I can't prove that. But the idea that a toy company wouldn't make a toy line called "Nightmare Critters", esp in the late 80's/early 90's...that argument just doesn't hold water.

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

how does blanche pay his bills 😔😔

no fr tho where does this guy earn money ??

Tw: gore, violence

Despite having a mostly vegetarian diet, Blanche is scarily good at butchering animals, especially mammals. He knows where all the joints are, the right places to cut, and the correct technique to extract all the pieces whole. You thought that he obtained his skills from eating his chickens, but he would rather let them die from natural causes than slaughter them himself. It was rather strange to see him opening up a bag of store-bought raw chicken whenever you told him you were craving for some, while you knew he owns a coop full of those noisy fuckers a few minutes walk away.

He has no qualms about killing and butchering rabbits if you're craving for them. Blanche sees them as pests, munching on his precious lettuces and cabbages, it is scary how he has no hesitation while impaling those fuzzy little creatures with a kitchen knife. You wouldn't know this fact without having a suitable personality for it; as in, you will have to be cold and uncaring towards cute critters in general. If you have a big heart and a tendency to cry when living beings are hurt, you wouldn't know Blanche is a bunny killer.

Similarly, if your humanity is still intact, you wouldn't know that he is a serial killer and an organ harvester. The victims that he didn't beat into a bloody pulp are cut up into individual pieces and have their organs prepared and preserved in wet ice. Blanche's knowledge isn't only localized to creative endeavors or gardening, he also has a deep reservoir containing all things biology. Especially humans. He also has a good grasp of the value of organs in the black market, negotiating with his usually desperate or depraved customers to give him the highest payout possible.

How he sells them is interesting to learn; he would sell them through the internet. Blanche is well-versed with this shiny new modern toy enough to evade authorities for decades. Those who tried to trick him and lure Blanche into a trap were turned into piles of fresh organs for him to sell. And there is no shortage of those idiots who tried to best Blanche at his own game. Well, it isn't really a game, all he wanted was to make some extra cash for him to spend on you. He isn't in it for the power, notoriety, or anything.

Back then, he would have done his business through word of mouth, or even through phone calls. Getting a solid customer base was much harder but easier to hide from the law since Blanche had a lot more experience in pre-internet days. But he has enough luck and skill to become famous yet undetectable in cyberspace.

He understands his market very well. The majority of his sales come from patients who are willing to do anything it takes to get that transplant, but there is a handful who buy them for personal consumption. Blanche would sell organs that aren't as fresh or somewhat diseased to the former, as they're desperate enough to take almost anything. Cannibals would normally demand the best quality, Blanche isn't one to complain. They have the funds to afford them.

All this while you thought he earned his money through back-breaking hard work from his youth. You asked him what he did for a living back then, he described a life with no fun, only becoming a slave to his numerous employers, doing jobs that are as menial as paperwork, or as life-threatening as hacking a tree with a blunt axe until it falls. It made sense how he has this much money until now, it sounded like he doesn't even go home to sleep, eat or sleep. He does that at whatever workplace he was in at the time.

While there are some truths to that, he cannot deny that his organ harvesting business was what bought him the comfortable and romantic lifestyle he could only dream of achieving in his early years. He wasted away years being tormented by constant work, but that wasn't what allowed him to garden, knit and bake freely to his heart's content. Blanche's horrific crimes did.

[atop-dragonspine]

I finished the Sumeru world quest featuring all the Aranara and it made me feel things man,,, I love those silly cabbage critters<3

[maniculum]

Bestiaryposting -- Miscellaneous "Worms"

As a reminder, all previous entries in this series can be found at https://maniculum.tumblr.com/bestiaryposting .

Another reminder: as mentioned in the initial post, the last six weeks of this project are group posts. Each is a collection of various critters that had particularly short entries, and I figured the best approach was to group them together so people could make art of some / any / all / none of them as they pleased, without feeling obligated to drag inspiration out of like one sentence. (Also doing this allowed me to fit the project into one year -- some of the longer entries in these are the result of me cutting the project down.)

Lenggalgak

The Lenggalgak is a worm of the air, and gets its name from the fact that it lives on air; it draws out long threads from its small body, and devotes itself continually to spinning its web, never ceasing to toil, constantly suffering loss in its art.

Khrezaroth

The land-based Khrezaroth is so called from its large number of feet; rolled up in a ball, it swells in pitchers.

Phlerotger

The Phlerotger, a water worm, is so called because it sucks blood, and takes by surprise anyone who is drinking water. When it slides down the throat or adheres to any other part of the body, it drains the blood and when it can hold no more, it vomits what it has already swallowed in order to start sucking fresh blood again.

Logkashgae

The Logkashgae is a land worm, to be classed rather with worms than snakes; it is armed with a sting, and from that it gets its Greek name, because it sticks its tail into its victim and spreads the poison through the bow-shaped wound. It is a characteristic of the Logkashgae, that it will not sting the palm of the hand.

Burlebroth

The Burlebroth is a leaf worm; from the threads it weaves, we make silk. It gets its name because it empties itself when it makes thread and only air is left inside its body.

Kholruntae

The Kholruntae is a leaf worm, often found enveloped in a cabbage or a vine; it gets its name from [redacted]. It folds itself up and does not fly about like the locust, which hurries from place to place, in all directions, leaving things half-eaten, but stays amid the fruit that is destined to be destroyed and, munching slowly, consumes everything.

Shmigwanog

The Greeks call the wood worm [redacted] because they eat by gnawing their way into wood. We call them Shmigwanog, for in Latin that is the name given to wood worms, which are hatched from trees felled at the wrong season.

Feabladtae

The Feabladtae is a worm associated with dogs, so called because it sticks to their ears.

Remember to tag posts with either the names of the critters you picked from the group and/or simply "maniculum miscellaneousworms" so folks can find them.

[gardening-guy]

garden update || 10/25/24 🌿🏡🥰🌱

see that very nice-looking raised bed on the bottom right? THAT'S NEWWWW!!! i just set these two new raised beds up yesterday with a dear friend who's been staying the night over the past few days!! yippee!! 🎉 i've been showing this friend of mine how to garden and letting them learn in my backyard. we've only done flowering plants so far as well as planting dill & cilantro seeds -- so yesterday, i decided it was time to learn about crops!

we sowed seeds for walking egyptian onions, broccoli de cicco, dill, and cilantro; but i plan on also teaching them how to transplant so we'll also transplant in more kale, cabbage, and hopefully chinese pink celery! this'll be a very full & very productive raised bed, i hope!

i also have a few pictures of the progress in the greenhouse box!

the seedlings are all steadily coming along! i do need to sow a LOT more chinese pink celery seeds, so i'll do that once i finally get another bag of soil (i already need 2 more for potting houseplant props, 4 more for my last raised garden bed, and probably 2 more for future seedlings -- augh my budget is so fucked).

currently in the greenhouse box, i have 8 chinese pink celery, 15 cilantro, 3 copenhagen market cabbage, 3 blue-curled scotch kale, and 3 dill. (holy shit so much cilantro, they're going to be gifts for friends!!) i plan on transplanting the kale, cabbage, & pink celery all into the raised beds, i'm just waiting for them to grow up a bit more unfortunately.

i also have photos of some of the flowering plants in the raised beds from today! i use an app on my phone called planta to keep track of all my plants, and once a month, i like to upload photos & notes as a monthly plant progress report. it does get pretty daunting, seeing allllll the tasks that i have to do daily in the app, but i slowly make my way through it! i'm one of those people who just really likes recording & organizing stuff, especially hobbies like reading, gardening, writing, working out, et cetera. i've got apps/websites for most of them!

the butterfly milkweed, bee balm, and coneflowers are steadily going dormant for the cold seasons -- i really really hope they survive and thrive in the spring!!! i'm proud to say i've been a lot better about remembering to prune my chrysanthemums and they definitely look a lot happier (especially compared to last fall's mums)! that coleus is inevitably going to die off, i've accepted it since they're not really meant for outdoors especially in the ground. my lithodora is looking alright (hopefully will bloom again in the spring), my gerbera daisies are looking gorgeous, and the petunias are doing alright (yet are looking a bit... scattered, i suppose).

that's mostly it now for this garden update! i will say my zinnias are still going mighty strong, and i've been seeing soooo many bugs & critters in my tiny lil city suburb garden, and that makes me happy! the stray cats are mostly comfortable with me, the birds love their bird feeders, the squirrels keep taking shits in my raised beds (as well as this one stray cat i call cinnabun), and there's a regular praying mantis in my garden that i am lowkey terrified of (she's just so fucking huge i think she's cool and i respect her but damn she watches me steadily and it's freaky)!

i am potentially going to try to make an arch trellis in the garden with these camping tent poles that i want to repurpose, so maybe that'll be my next big thing? or i do still want to do another greenhouse box once my budget is not as tight (although that's looking like not anytime soon unfortunately) -- we'll see in the future!!

thank you for sticking around this long, and i hope everyone has a wonderful day + weekend!!! :)

[atsadi-shenanigans]

Feeding Alligators 55 - Love Shack

Y'all get caught in the rain. Oh look! A barn!

On AO3.

You sleep like the dead. Don’t even remember conking out. Just the part where you wake up to the scent of woodsmoke, tea, and sausages.

Whatever high you were on yesterday is faded. You feel wrecked. Physically, mentally, like you got hit by a bus, dragged along for a mile, and then run through a meat grinder and repackaged into a human shape again.

The sausages don’t look all that appealing.

You sip tea as the others finish eating and packing. Thick clouds fly overhead, edging silver in the sunlight. Must be some strong winds up there. Hopefully, it don’t start to rain.

There ain’t much critters around. Occasional squirrel. The caw of a crow. But the rest is weirdly silent. Or maybe not so weird as the wind shifts and the rot and piss stink of the town washes over y’all.

The goblin camp is about an hour north, Mr. Eloquent said. You’ll have to track back through that village to get to the road.

“I don’t like the look of those clouds,” Gale says.

And if he don’t turn out to be right. Y’all’ve crossed about halfway through the rest of the village when the wind gusts moisture onto your face. Then the first drops fall. You get to hope for about thirty seconds that’s all it’s gonna do.

Then the sky opens and it dumps.

“Ah shit” you say.

“We need to find shelter,” Wyll says. “Storms like this will pass swiftly, but it’ll soak us through in moments.”

Karlach, sizzling as the rain hits her and immediately bursts into steam, lifts her arms and spins in a circle. “Rain! I haven’t seen proper rain in ages! Look! It’s not even blood!”

…huh.

The houses here are all half-collapsed, with no clear way inside. The lot of you jog up the hill, and spot some low building. A shack or a barn. It looks structurally sound.

“That one?” you say.

“That should do,” Wyll says.

Y’all boot-scoot over. The torrent gets worse. Turns the air silver. Water already streams down your face and you sputter to clear your mouth and nose.

The rush of it is so loud, you don’t even notice the sounds until you’re reaching for the doors. A low moaning, like some kinda cow or buffalo lowing for food.

“Did somebody leave their animals—”

Then there’s rhythmic grunting. Too low and…and too snarly to be human, but there’s some kinda words in there and the other…animal? It moans again. Cause that is a moan and your brain finally puts two and two together and sticks the solution into the square hole.

You step back.

“What’s wrong?” Gale says. He has to raise his voice to be heard over the din of the storm.

“Um,” you say.

Something thumps and bangs.

“Go on then,” Astarion’s voice right beside you. You do not jump. He stands a foot away, peering intently at that door. Fucker knows what’s going on in there. “We’re all getting soaked, dear. What are you waiting for?”

Bastard. He makes no move, offers no guidance; just stands there, arms crossed, looking bored.

The rain is cold.

“Fuck,” you say. Brace yourself. Push on them doors.

The scene will haunt you.

An ogre (ogress?) kneels on all floors, flopping tits bare, grass skirt hiked up over her hips. Behind her, some kinda man-wolf thrusts away. They both spot you and Man-Wolf pulls out, covering himself. But not before you get an accidental eyeful.

“Ah!” Gale all but yelps in horror.

“No,” Karlach says.

Shadowheart looks like she just accidentally swallowed a bug.

But Astarion, the fucking shithead, grins like the douchebag he is.

“What…what the hells are you doing here?!” Man-Wolf says, still overing himself. You don’t see no pants anywhere.

It’s not the floppy tits or the sex that gets you. Logically, ogres don’t just sprout out of the ground like cabbages, and sex always looks weird and super undignified to you. But the glimpse you saw of Man-Wolf showed what you assume is an average-sized, humanoid cock. Nothing like, abnormal about it. But that ogress is the height of the barn. And your brain, always the asshole, shoves its way to the front of the line to cut off common sense.

“How does that even work?” you say.

“What the fuck?” Man-Wolf says.

“The, you know, size discrepancy? How’re you even…does she even notice?” You really should stop talking. Ogress scowls and Man-Wolf has real big fangs. But the horror twines around with your scientific curiosity, and all you can think about is how a vet has to shove their whole arm up a cow to do like, bovine ultrasound. Man-Wolf wasn’t arm-sized.

“Ain’t you too small?” you say.

Astarion sputters and spins away.

“I think I’ll wait out in the rain,” Shadowheart says.

“I—you!” Man-Wolf sputters.

“Gragh!” the ogress bellows, and yeah, that’s why you shoulda kept your mouth shut. She glares down at you as she hauls herself up. “Moment over! Passion ruined!”

There’s something underneath her. A splash of color. That’s clothes. That’s a fresh corpse.

“Uh,” Karlach says as the ogress looms over y’all.

Only the big girl don’t lift a foot to squash your guts outta your mouth like a tube of toothpaste. She turns to Man-Wolf. “We go.”

“But, my sweet—” he says. Still don’t got his pants nowhere.

“We go.”

And ogress lumbers right off into the rain, tits swaying, just as the downpour eases up.

Man-Wolf’s ears pin back. He throws you a nasty glare and scurries out after his paramour.

Leaving all you in the barn, which smells weirdly musty.

“That…really happened,” Wyll say. “I’m not hallucinating?”

Astarion, curled into a ball, wheezes.

“I very much wish it were,” Gale says and rubs his eyes.

You stare out after the couple. Ruin a hand down your face. “How does that even work?” Notice the others staring at you. “What?”

“That’s what you’re focused on?” Shadowheart says.

“They’re two entirely different species! They shouldn’t even be compatible! It’d be like…like a dog trying to mount a heifer!”

Karlach actually grimaces. “There’s a visual I didn’t need. Thanks, soldier.”

“But it don’t make sense. You can breed a donkey and a horse because they’re similar enough, but…I mean…that? Is that a thing here?”

Lae’zel ignores the whole conversation to go search the corpse the two were literally fucking over (gross).

“Like,” you say. Your gaze lands on Astarion as he stands and wipes his eyes. “Elves exist, and so do humans, so do y’all have half-and-halves?”

“I’m a half-elf,” Shadowheart says. And oh. Her ears are shorter than Astarion’s. You never really made that connection, huh?

“But that means both species are genetically compatible. And, you know, physically. Is everything here like that? Because that’s fucking weird, y’all. That’d indicate a common ancestor way, way far back, which’d actually make them two closer to a pig mounting a bear—”

Gale claps your shoulder with one hand. And with a pain-filled grimace, says, “While I always appreciate the pursuit of knowledge, even I believe there are limits.”

And…they all look a bit green around the gills.

And you realize it ain’t about the evolutionary or sociological implications of inter-species fucking. You squint. “Are y’all seriously having a collective tizzy cause you saw them fucking?”

Wyll looks like he bit into a lemon.

“You’re not?” Karlach says.

You ain’t never had sex with someone else. You was raised to think that the literal worst thing somebody could do, the filthiest thing somebody could be. It made you disgusting, made you worthless. Then you got to the secular world and learned that not having sex made you a cringey weirdo.

So to spite the both of them, you learned about it. You learned all about it, because fuck the shame, fuck the farmstead, and fuck everybody (but not literally).

They got no idea how funny this conversation is for you. So it’s with a little bit of bravado, a lot a bit of truth, and a dash of gremlin in you that says, “No? It’s just sex?”

“I…think I’ll check the outer perimeter,” Wyll says. And leaves.

You survey the field—Shadowheart and Gale all uneasy, Lae’zel snooping through barrels, and Karlach wincing.

Ha.

“You’re full of surprises, aren’t you?” Astarion clears his throat and tugs his poofy shirt vest down.

You made the man outright wheeze. Your mouth opens, so ready to fall back into the banter of days before. God, it would be so easy to riff off him. He ain’t bothered by the whole display y’all walked in on, and he’d absolutely join you in horrifying the others.

But y’all are keeping distance, ain’t you? You got the keep the walls up. You can’t go around encouraging him. You got to suffocate that ember before it flames, for his sake and yours.

So you only give him a nod, and turn to the others. “Let’s get outta the fuck barn, huh?”

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[thestudentfarmer]

Hello and Good day~

Yesterday was a busy day! As I cant grow/process everything we eat (yet! Someday maybe the majority, but until then I'm good with growing as much as possible.) it was grocery shop day. Then Did meal prep for the week, I usually do a short bit of meal prep on grocery day but I tried to be a bit better with it this week to try and save time so I can get some pattern work and sewing done later. :)

The start of the meal prep, veggie portion. I like to wash my produce with water and baking soda. (I save the rinse water for the flower patch) ratio for me is a half sink of water, 2 tablespoons of baking soda. Mix to dissolve.

Pictured~

shredded cabbage, carrots (shredded, noodle sliced, coined), mushrooms (sliced and cubed), diced tomatoes, bell peppers (diced. Julienned, coined and a few snacks), jalapeno (coined and diced), onion (diced and frozen), honeydew, potato salad

Salsa (tomato, onion, pepper, jalapeno), dumpling mix (ground pork, minced cabbage, minced carrot, onion, ginger seasonings), bag of veggie soup start.

Fermented fridge pickles (pickle solution, cucumber, onion, jalapeno, pickle seasoning)

Start of apple cider vinegar. I'm going to try and make it again for personal use.

~~~~~~

Super small garden goodies~

Our first radishes of the season!

Plus this lovely web I spotted this morning

As well as an update on the sweet potato flowers

The blooms don't last long, ive noticed most fall off the next day.

I did a little online sleuthing and like regular potatoes, sweet potatoes can make seeds (though vines are the best way to propagate them) It's advised that the seeds might not really produce anything decent but I admit I'm curious more to see how it grows now and goes through seed development. If they produce seed I'll save them for a future grow experiment and experience.

I'll likely be pinching the flowers off from the other vines so they continue producing vines and greens. I've liked having a form of fresh greens available for soups, stirfrys and omlettes.

That's it for now, I'm off to do some critter care~

🍽🌱Happy Homesteading and Gardening 🌱🍽

[amiizuki]

I was rewatching Judgemental Critter's RWBY Beyond review, and while watching the part about Somewhat's episode I realized something

so this is Ambrosius' portal. that's pretty obvious, with the whole blue and yellow aesthetic that all the relics have

now, considering that it seems like Somewhat's episode takes place shortly after V9's end (since that market place, is still being repaired I think), this means that, at the moment of that episode, our "heroes" haven't gotten the relics back yet, since the Boba episode mentions that the gang have been back for weeks already – Ruby's quote: "by the way Yang, you promised we'd go shopping weeks ago" – and yet there was no mention anywhere of the relics somehow being back in their possession (because they prioritize drinking tea and doing Naruto run around the overcrowded, underresourced kingdom over saving the world. lol, lmao even). meaning that Salem's group still has both relics at this point, if not three, considering they fucking nuked Vale offscreen

so here's the thing...

HOW IN THE FUCK DOES ANYONE FROM SALEM'S GANG OF CABBAGES KNOW ABOUT EVERAFTER????

the ONLY characters who were in Everafter and came back out with the knowledge of it (in or close to current time) are RWBYJ. and, if we assume that she's somehow still alive and somehow on Salem's side (somehow), then possibly also Summer.

Neo should most likely still be in her dumbass tree, and even if she isn't and she's back on Remnant, she wouldn't be able to tell (literally) that info to Salem or her gang of failures, because she should remember jackshit about being part of them or them in general, since ascension erases all of your pre-ascension memories. and considering that Neo chose to ascend willingly, I doubt she'd just go "nah, I'm actually pretty good the way I am", then come back with no changes, like Ruby did, and run off to, like, write a lengthy letter to Salem about Everafter or something.

Salem herself can't know about Everafter, because she never had any of the relics in her possession and so never went there. what, did the Brother Gods just randomly roll up to her at some point, after she already turned into Grimm, said "yo, there's this cool Everafter place, we were both born there. here's how you can get to it", and then dipped out? or did she summon Ambrosius and he just started dumping exposition on Everafter onto her unprompted? honestly wouldn't put it past the writers, but let's assume for this that they're not that dumb.

Cinder, Mercury and Tyrian have even LESS chances of knowing about Everafter being real

RWBYJ and anyone from their side have no means of getting there, due to not having relics, like I pointed out before

the ONLY person who could at least somewhat logically come back to Everafter is Summer (again, assuming she's still alive... somehow). she knows how to get there and have already been there, since her weapon is in Blacksmith's workshop. but even if it IS Summer then:

why the hell would she wanna go back there, considering there's nothing for her to get? what, does she suddenly want to help out with the fight against Salem by enlisting a small baby mouse, a deerhare, partially cracked Red Prince and random lads from the market, who don't even know how to fight?

how in the fuck would she even get her hands on the staff if it's with Salem? I doubt she stole it while Salem was too busy monologuing and glaring into the distance or something like that

and if we go with the logical option of Summer still actually being dead, then it doesn't change anything and we're still in the same spot we were if we'd assumed she was secretly alive

so really this final portal thing just makes zero sense. and it's clear why this makes zero sense – because Kerry just wanted to shove some big, cool cliffhanger at the end of the episode to bait people into giving them more money on their show with worse than mediocre writing. "oooooooh, you wanna see who the fuck entered the Everafter at the end there? well, ya gotta give us more money first! pretty pleaaaaaaaaase🥺🥺"

[demetrius-haggarty]

As you potter about the Shrub Club's greenhouse, you suddenly hear snuffling behind you...

Meech hears an animal enter the greenhouse at some point but he is too absorbed in his work to turn around and check. He knows that the girls placed some protective charms on all the entries. Whatever critter this is — it can't be more important than a Cobra Lily Meech takes care of a few times a week. It is delicate work since the plant is still rather small and a little skittish. As skittish as a small cobra head can be. Despite its size, Meech already has to feed it with a tube from a distance. Mostly because the snake keeps trying to bite him whenever the Gryffindor stretches his hands towards the roots.

Demetrius is almost done with his task when he hears his chomping cabbages rustle and then make vague alarming noises. Meech hurries up with his Cobra Lily and turns around just in time to hear a wild screech and see—

'CLEM! NO! GET AWAY FROM THEM! NO! NO, BAD, BAD!'

He will never tell Allegra this but at that moment he is more scared for his cabbages than for the golden retriever. A thought that makes him feel guilty the moment he realizes it. Nonetheless, he deals with the situation before Clementine can carry the chomping cabbage out of the cabbage-safe greenhouse. Lucky dog, grabbing the plant from the root part, away from the sharp chompers.

Thank Merlin the cabbage is safe! AND THE DOG, OF COURSE, AND THE DOG!

[ravynfyre]

omg my local food pantry fucking ROCKS.

So I don't normally answer my phone if I don't know exactly who is calling, but something told me to answer it this evening. Turns out, it was one of the gals in charge of the local food pantry, which won't be open again until Monday. I was confused at first, but she explains that one of our local Dollar Generals just had their produce cooler crap out, so they have to throw out a TON of food. The DG had called to see if the food pantry could use it, but there's no one to collect it and get it into the pantry's fridges quick enough, so the DG gals were disappointed they'd have to bin so much food.

Except that the food pantry gal told the DG gals that, "hey, we have this person who collects "unsafe" foods to give to her livestaock each week. You want me to call her?" And they were excited about that so I got the call.

Three. HEAPING. FULL. Shopping Carts. Plus an extra bag full. Lettuce, cabbage, apples, plums, oranges, mandarins, salads, sandwiches, guac, salsa, carrots, celery, watermelons, grapes... Just a bonanza of fresh produce and stuff. A lot of which was still safe enough for people to use, and the gals at DG were awesome enough to point that out. About half wasn't, and the critters had an absolute BLAST with their wilted salads and such, but a lot *was*, so I took my little wagon down the road and shared with a couple neighbors. Then the rest went to the critters because even I can only eat so much cabbage.

So that was pretty close to a full cubic yard of food that did not end up in a landfill, that is and will be providing nutrition for about 50 living beings. All thanks to the awesome folks at my local food bank.

[palepigeon]

Read that as 'emotional support cabbage' so now I imagine Oneself holding Critter like that.

No escape from the lanky old lady who wants to hug lol /lh

Honestly she might let ‘em!! Like if they’ve known each other for a while she’d enjoy it for sure. Might even start purring :]

If she doesn’t know Oneself that well though she will just freeze up and just let this unnervingly tall old lady hold her like a cabbage out of pure fear.

[camille-lachenille]

Slowly working on it Saturday

I got tagged by several people, I can’t remember who anymore, for the WIP Wednesday. I am a little late for it but I have been sick this week so I didn’t write much. Anyways, here’s a snippet of my latest cabbage patch elflings fic:

It was a known fact that lost souls found their way to Imladris, and that included all manners of critters. It was also a known fact that, from the moment he could toddle around the gardens, Elneldor would bring home any lost animal and beg to keep it. The first instance had been Tom, a tomcat that had fathered half the of the current population of mousers in the valley and who now spent most of his days napping in the solar, his fur grey around the nose and ears.

And I tag whoever wants to take part in the game.

[bonboro]

Design some cabbage critters for fun :)