#cornination

[bwela07]

Octonauts - A new Generation

Character bio

✨️ The Vegimals ✨️

Grouber loves eating. He eats when he’s stressed, eats when he’s bored, eats while he’s working. He eats during every and any occasion. Tunip gets annoyed at the amount of food he eats, but Grouber doesn’t really care. Grouber absolutely adores being a douchebag towards Cornin. He is especially nice and sweet to his brothers Barrot, Codish and Tominnow. He’s the kind of person, or rather Vegimal, to give tough love. Codish and Tominnow look up to him. As the strongest out of the eight, he is naturally their protector. Codish and Tominnow spend a lot of time with him. Grouber is incredibly over protective of them.

Tunip loves his brothers and the Octonauts. At first, the language barrier decided the two groups. After a while, the Octonauts became family. Tunip puts a lot of efforts into knowing every single member of the crew and his brothers, so that he knows exactly what to do depending on their mood. Tunip loves cooking and he loves helping others. He is the second oldest, but often acts like the oldest. He is seen as the leader of the group. All of his brothers respect him, expect for Grouber.

Cornin is the third oldest and loves being left alone. Most of the time, Cornin stays in the library with professor Inkling. Sometimes the two of them will have a conversation with each other. In his free time, Cornin writes his own novel about the life on the Octopod. No one if aware of this hobbie of his. Corning loves keeping things organized, which is why Grouber loves being chaotic. Corning enjoyed his peace and tries to be calm all the time. He gets along just fine with his brothers, expect for Grouber. He barely spends any time with his brothers. The only one that he hangsout with is Charchard.

Charchard and Albachoy are twins.

Charchard loves going around the Octopod and helping where he can. Whenever there’s an event happening, he insists on being the planner. Cornin often helps him plan and organize the events. Charchard looks up to Tunip. He gets bored very quickly and often ventures around the Octopod to look for someone to play with. More often than not, no one is available. For the majority of the time, the only one that will play with Charchard is Cornin or Barrot. Sometimes Grouber will play with him if he’s in a good mood.

Albachoy spends most of his time in the kitchen trying new recipes. He takes pride in being the main chef of the crew and being the mastermind behind most of the recipes that the Vegimals use. Tunip often kicks him out of the kitchen, telling him to go be productive. Albachoy is often annoyed, mostly because of Tunip thinking that he’s the boss and Grouber constantly picking on Cornin. Albachoy’s short temper has caused many problems amongst the brothers. Albachoy secretly cares a lot about his brothers, but doesn’t want to show it.

The twins only ever get along with each other when Charchard annoys Albachoy so much, that Albachoy decides to do as Charchard wants in order to get him to leave Albachoy alone.

Barrot is incredibly sportive and competitive. He is constantly trying to find something exciting to do, which is why he spends a lot of time with Kwazii. Barrot loves it when Dashi shows her competitive side. While he works, Barrot rushes through everything in order to get it done and go do something fun. This annoyed Tunip a lot, but Grouber always defends him and even takes over for him sometimes. Barrot is incredibly greatful for Grouber’s support.

Codish enjoys being the second youngest. He’s cute, he’s adorable, and he can get away with so many things. He likes being mischievous and causing trouble. What he likes the most though is studying others’ character. Codish finds great joy in really knowing a person, although he doesn’t do it for the same reasons as Tunip. Codish also loves trying new things. Lately (at the beginning of my AU) he has been into taking photos. He has even summoned up the courage to ask Dashi for advice on how to take good photos. When he isn’t doing any of that, he is sleeping. If he isn’t sleepy, he has a great need to be mischievous.

Tominnow is the youngest out of all eight brother, and is naturally also the cutest. He loves drawing in his free time and is generally joyful most of the time. He wants to help his brothers with the chores around the Octopod, bu they refuse to let him work. The only time they let him work is when they need help with the garden. All of his older brother are extremely protective of him. Tominnow spends a lot of time with Codish.

[grantmentis]

Initial list of cuts for the PWHL

More clarity on waiver ineligible players: "circumstances that may prohibit players from waiver eligibility include receiving and declining a Standard Player Agreement offer while attending a team’s training camp, not showing up to a training camp or leaving a camp without being released, and released players who had been granted compassionate circumstances in their market." As one may notice, the majority of waiver ineligible players announced are those who have announced retirement or announced plans to play in another league this year/take the year off.

[whalepropaganda]

Let's gooooooo!

[mira0000000-blog]

it's cornin' time 🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽

for some reason I WAS NOT READY FOR THIS I dropped to the floor laughing dfoadshfhwe

ITS CORNIN TIME 🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽

[simonegiardina]

Prima Moto Prime Esperienze. Motovlog Honda Hornet 600 Costa Trapanese

[novastarfox]

Corn

CORNin

GENTLEMEN!!! BEHOLD!!

CORN

[ladybugoflove]

go on an ethnobotanical goose chase with me~

9:30ish a.m. saw this in a blog post about dogwood/ red osier (Cornus sericea)

looked up coronic acid

lol, ok that's not right. Let's look on pubmed

I also looked up cornine, cornin, cornic acid. Find this blog that references something

check it out, and ofc it didn't cite shit -_- it's just a list of references at the end of the book

Checked out all the references with the term "medicinal" in it (approx 10-15), none of them mention coronic acid and I'm too tired to go through the rest of them.

Web search begins again. Find this mentioned by Judson Carroll.

Same situation. The book Botany In A Day doesn't indicate the source of info.

Noon. Give up on the idea of finding the first mention of coronic acid (or it's name variants).

[sparatus]

WIP Game - Desolas fucks up on purpose pretty please?

wip game

THREE PEOPLE ASKED FOR THIS ONE IM WHEEZING local menace is just so so appealing while setting shit on fire gonna tag @teamdilf and @korblez while im here

okay so for some additional comedy i mean context, there's this post, which led to this exchange:

and lo, a crackfic was born

basically! valis's family does not like des. des does not like valis's family. valis has been keeping low contact with them, no visits, for years. unfortunately, they now have two chicks, 5yo taniria and almost-1yo desivius, and valis's parents' desire to hold grandbabies finally outweighed their desire to never see desolas in person ever. so they pester valis into agreeing to a visit, and getting des to bring food.

problem: desolas is king shitbird.

he's sabotaging that shit on purpose.

valis is kept entirely in the dark, for plausible deniability (and also because sivvi still needs his food regurgitated for him and des isn't entirely confident his affront to the spirits is safe for regurgitating parents), but baby tanni is recruited to """help""", and she is SO good at helping daddy :) saren and the feral coyotes he found in the trash are on a mission but love chaos and are happy to also provide dipshit ideas.

have a snip:

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When she made it into the kitchen, Des was carrying Taniria on his hip, bouncing to the beat as he serenaded her with… Galactic Cannibals, she was pretty sure, it sounded like one of Saren’s playlists. Tan was only four and didn’t really understand the lyrics, but her muxaup was singing and dancing with her, and she liked music that made her move as much as any turian, so she was having a blast just clinging to Des’s arm and giggling. She noticed Valis first, turning her head at the sound of the cane and squeaking an excited, “Phatzhi!” as she stretched out an arm to invite her to the little party.

Unbidden, Valis’s mandibles lifted, just a few degrees, just in time for Desolas to glance over his shoulder. “Oh, hey,” he purred, lifting his own mandibles in that easy grin of his. “I found one last package of ground cornin in the freezer, so we’re making… Iunno, it’s pasta with meat and cheese, nothing fancy. I see you survived your call with the demon.”

And just like that, her faint smile fell into a grimace as she slowly paced forward to pull out a chair at the table and slump into it. Des’s grin slowly fell, too, and he clicked his mandibles against his face and reached over to turn off the music. “Uh-oh, Phatzhi’s makin’ a face,” he told Taniria. “You better go work your magic, little bird.”

Tan chirped, and when Des set her down, she came hopping right over to Valis’s chair, eyes big and curious. While Valis shifted to let her daughter climb up into her lap, Des whirred. “Alright, what did she say? You look like you found a whole hive of something venomous under the bed.”

Valis scowled and pulled her mandibles in against her face. “Apparently, we're invited to Solstice," she huffed. “So my mother can meet the kids.”

Desolas blinked slowly, moving his mandibles in and out while he thought. “Hold on," he said finally, “they invited us last year, but you didn't tell me ‘til after Siv was born, ‘cause you said fuck off, on account of. Y’know.” He gestured vaguely to her belly. “No travel while pregnant and about to pop."

“And not likin’ my husband," she grumbled. “Tan, what's the rule about words Muxaup says?"

"Not ‘til my mubbles get long,” Tan replied promptly, tapping the backs of her stubby little mandibles.

Valis chuffed and ruffed a hand over her daughter’s scalp, trying not to get distracted by her heart fluttering over how small she was. "Smart lass,” she purred, and Tan giggled and pressed into the touch.

Des purred briefly, then puffed and went back to the meat. “And, you only let it slip last year because you were blitzed on painkillers and forgot you weren't gonna tell me. And yet now this year, you're telling me three weeks in advance." He tapped the grease off the spatula, then turned fully to fold his arms and face her. “You accepted, didn't you."

[hoewrld33]

I had a terrifying dream like the worst it was that Axel wanted me soooo bad and was trying to freak me and when he was trying to seduce me he was like say my name and I was like ew no and he was like why and I was like bc 1 I'm sad that Zane's gone 2 what Abt Corine 3 and most importantly I don't like u like and sometimes I'm even beefing with u and u don't know it

oh also it was funny in my dream Axel was Jake's side piece but cornine didn't know any it but like imagine Axel hates Jake sm

oh but anyways I was so stressed but Axel wanted me like crazy and was being kinda strange and pushy Abt it so I went to talk to val and val made it all better cuz she's awesome and amazing to talk to

[angelmotifs]

decided to read the libretto while listening to the songs when I get there. this sucks so bad brah look how they massacred my boy

listening to bare the musical let's see how severely this is giving mid

[bwela07]

Octonauts - A new Generation

Chapter 8

The father- I mean founder

Inkling’s pov

Missing humuhumunukunukuapua'a part 3

The trio have been gone for hours once again. Inkling hated when missions took this long. He would always get concerned about the effect it would have on the others. He cared about them deeply, they were like his children to him. He had watched how they helped him make his dream come true, his dream of making the oceans a better and safer place, despite knowing the dangers in doing so. He will never be able to express his undying gratitude towards each team member for everything that they have done. And now the captain, the lieutenant and the medic are out searching for a creature in need of help for several hours once again. If this continues, it will most certainly have a negative effect on their sleeping schedules.

“What’s wrong Inky?”, Min's concerned tone can be heard through the Octo-tablet.

Inkling would often call Min whenever he was troubled.

“Ah, nothing much. I’m just worried about the trio”, He says with a sigh.

“Have they been gone for a long time again?”, Min asks in a soft tone.

“I’m afraid so”, Inkling replies.

The two of them share a moment of silence. Inkling can already tell that Min is waiting for him to further unpack his troubles, but sadly he isn’t good at doing that.

“So…how has your week been?”, he awkwardly says in an attempt to change the subject.

“Inkling…”, Min’s calm and patient, yet clearly concerned tone pierces through Inklings heart. Min usually refers to him as ‘Inky’. She doesn’t call him ‘Inkling’ unless it’s a serious matter. Which just makes the sting worse.

“I’m sorry, you know that I’m not good at this sort of thing”, Inkling confesses, “I just…they’re like my children, you know? And what kind of father would let their child go through all of this?”

“So you feel guilty?”, Min asks.

“I…I guess so. I just want what’s best for them”, Inkling slumps into his chair in defeat.

“They all knew the risks they were taking when they applied for the job. They made the choice to go out there and risk their lives”, Min’s voice was gentle, but Inkling could hear how it was shaking.

“I know. You’re right. Despite that, I still feel guilty for some reason”, Inkling says, deciding not to confront Min for now.

“As you already said, it’s natural for a father to be worried about their children. Just trust them with the choices they make. They are old enough to take care of themselves”, Min’s voice was like a gentle breez, bringing comfort to the professor.

“I suppose you do make a good point”, he says. After sighing, he proceeds to show her his gratitude for always being there for him and for comforting him. They talk for about an hour after that before ending the call. With a smile on his face, Inkling turns towards a bookshelf and picks up whichever book is in his reach.

Inkling had just finished going around the Octopod to make sure that everyone was in bed, when the trio finally came back. They came back earlier than they did yesterday, which made the professor happy.

“Welcome back you three. How did it go? Did you find the missing humuhumunukunukuapa'a?”, Inkling asks in a joyful tone. There is a sudden shift in the atmosphere as Inkling realizes the sorrowful expression on all three of the trio’s faces, especially Peso’s. In fact, by the way the cat and the polar bear are handling the penguin, it seems like they’re trying to comfort him.

“Wh-What happened?”, Inkling stutters, the fear of a concerned father rising up.

“We sadly had no success finding the fish, professor”, the captain replies in a calming but firm tone.

“Are you alright Peso?”, Inkling asks.

“Yes professor, I’m just a little worried about the lost fish, that’s all”, Peso answers more quietly and shy than ever.

“Are you sure that’s it? You know that you can tell me anything”, the professor proceeds, desperate to find out what’s bothering the medic.

“It’s nothing, really”, Peso answers, this time in a more persuasive way.

“Alright. Well, the three of you better head to bed now”, Inkling says, despite still not being convinced by Peso’s words.

“You’re right”, Barnacles agrees while yawning, “After all, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

And with that, the four of them go their separate ways.

Cornin should have been here by now. Every evening, at about this time, Cornin would always come by and give the professor his bed-time-tea. Inkling is starting to get worried for the wellbeing of the Vegimal, and decides to go looking for him.

“Cornin? What happened?”, Inkling asks with concern.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that professor. While I was on my way to deliver your tea to you, I heard some strange noises coming from Peso’s bedroom. I went inside to investigate and found him fumbling around with something. When I had asked him why he’s still awake, he said that he couldn’t sleep. I gave him your tea, since I know that it helps you sleep. I’m preparing another cup right now”, Cornin explains in Vegimalese.

“Alright. I’m glad you gave him the tea. I wonder what’s been bothering him lately”, Inkling says while slowly drifting deep in thought.

“Perhaps you should go talk to him while you wait for your tea to be finished”, Tunip suggestes.

“What a wonderful idea Tunip! Just make sure that you all go to bed on time as well, okay?”, Inkling asks, while eying Barrot.

“Yes sir!”, Barrot says while saluting.

“I’ll come check on you later just in case”, Inkling mentions before he goes to Peso’s room using the electric chair that Tweak had made for him.

“What are you doing awake at this late hour Peso?”, Inkling asks with the patience and concern of a loving father.

“I’m just struggling to sleep, it’s nothing severe”, Peso replies.

“Peso, please be honest with me”, Inkling pleads.

Peso looks him into his eyes for a few seconds before looking down at the floor. Peso was sitting on his bed, with the tea cup in his flippers. The room was dark, with nothing but Peso’s bedside lamp providing some light. Inkling got out of his chair and made his way over to Peso to sit next to him, while the penguin puts his cup aside.

“Please tell me what’s wrong Peso. I want to help you”, Inkling gives one more desperate attempt to finding out the truth.

Peso remains quiet and continues staring at the floor. They stay seated that way for a while, until Peso abruptly turns towards the professor, catching the octopus by surprise.

“My older brother Pedro. He had gone missing for a long time. When he was found… He was badly injured… Months had gone by… It was way too late… I just…I just don’t want the same thing to happen again”, Peso stutters and stumbles over his words, but he finally manages to tell the professor what has been bothering him. They share a moment of silence, until Inkling pulls Peso into a hug. They stay like that for a while. Not a word is needed to be said. The comfort of the hug is more than enough. Peso’s shoulders violently shake as he starts crying, as Inkling tries his best to further comfort the penguin.

Despite everything that Peso has said, Inkling can’t help but feel like Peso’s still hiding something.

Other chapters

[anonymoushouseplantfan]

You still think they'll be at the cornination

Yes, they need the content and they won’t see the hypocrisy of it at all.

[wormsslime]

my favorite part of children of the corn is when all the children said "its cornin time" and corned everywhere

[grantmentis]

Kendall Cornine signs a two year deal with the Connecticut Whale

[texasthrillbilly]

Cornin' it up.

[weakenedcrab]

who up cornin they cob