#i didn’t find any

[indigosparkle444]

Back when I was in Arizona searching for geodes in a dry river bed

[namesareweird579]

Ochre's heart

Ochre is an unremarkable dragon, he always was and always would be whether he was in some world saving prophecy or not, but he didn't care, he never cared just as long as he had something to eat he would be fine, After all why should he care? Nobody ever cared about him, Nobody ever cared about his well-being? He always felt like he was missing something when he was in the Talons of Peace, he didn't even want to be there, he was only there because the talons of peace didn't know what to do with him. He thought he'd never feel anything other than apathy for the situation he previously found himself in, but after one mission he was sent in order to get him to do something useful he found something he never knew he was looking for, a family. Reunited with his sibs he now feels loved, noticed and appreciated

Ochre was peacefully napping in a burrow, he wasn't in very deep sleep as he could hear various noises from bugs and birds, Ochre didn't mind though he just continued napping in the burrow under covers made out of moss and pillows woven out of reeds filled with cattails, he continued to lay their until he felt someone nudge him. Ochre to preceded slowly open his dreary eyes and turned to see who nudged him, it was another mudwing who was much bigger than him, this mudwing had copper colored scales, a light tan under scales, curled ram like horns and two eye piercing eyes one orange and one Navy blue, this dragon was Ochre's bigwings named Cow and despite his angry glare Ochre wasn't very intimidated.

“It is time to rise…” grunted Cow, Ochre grumbled he could feel shifting near him and turned to see some of his other sibs Fireback and Villiuamite, Villiuamite was the group’s treasurer as his small statue allowed him to crawl into small spaces other bigger mudwings couldn't reach. Fireback was their war strategist. Fireback and Villiiamite both had scars while Villiamite only had some claw marks scratched across his face and parts of his tail and Stomach, poor Fireback was covered in scars, including a snapped off horn and a slashed out eye, supposedly out of all their sibs she had the most because she happen to hatch out with Flame resist scales, the flame resistance scales that he was supposedly supposed to have. As Fireback and Villiuamite crawled out of the makeshift blanket fort, Ochre craned his neck he could smell something cooking in the distance, which enticed him enough to decide it was worth it to leave too. Ochre slowly crawled out of the burrow followed by Villiuamite, Fireback, and Cow. Ochre eventually made it to the main living area where the rest of his sibs were. They were surrounding a dead tree stump with a partially eaten strawberry pie in the middle of the area. The area was dimly lit by bioluminescent Oyster mushrooms clinging to the roots of a tree holding up this part of the burrow. The walls of the burrow were decorated with random random leaves, acorns, drawings, and other not very expensive of things, the most notable being a terrarium filled with different kinds of invertebrates, lying on a wood table, According to Villiuamite, it was Bulrush's bug collection which he got very defensive about other dragons touching, Ochre asked them why'd they kept this stuff, Villiuamite said because it was pretty; Bulrush went on a tangent about bugs. Ochre continued to wander around the burrow noticing a few more holes lining the bottom part of the walls. The holes lead to various other places like, the treasury, a kitchen, alternative sleeping quarters which made Ochre wish he could crawl into but Cow or Cinquefoil would just drag him out, he'd have to wait till sunset before doing that. Cinquefoil was the group’s medic; she had vast knowledge over different herbs, minerals, and other items, though most of her advice boiled down to sit in the mud until you felt better. Ochre could see Cinquefoil staring at him, seeing if he would try to go to the sleep quarters anyways, Ochre decided that it wasn't worth the headache

Ochre's sibs sat on pillows near the tree stump and casually talked about random things. He wandered towards them and sat down next to a free space towards them, he could see Bulrush glancing at his bug collection, besides being a bug collector Bulrush was the group's gatherer as he had a keen eye for finding all kinds of things though he wasn't quite as keen when it came to the specifics of what he gathered which was why Cinquefoil was their medic and not him.

“Do you want some?” one of his sibs asked. This one was named Billabong. He was quite jittery and panicky, Billabong was always full of energy. He was the group’s communicator. he’d often spend time talking with Fireback about battle strategies. Ochre eagerly looked at the pie.

“Sure, I guess” Ochre grumbled

“Ochre… if you wanted some, you could just have some” one of his other sibs replied. This one was Agardite, Agardite had his right horn partially snapped off and didn't really have a role in their sib group so Agarite would often spend time just helping his other sibs with their roles.

“Of course we made this specifically for you” Buttercup responded. Finally there was Buttercup. Buttercup was the cook of the sib group, she would take the stuff that Cinquefoil or Bulrush would grab and cook it up into items that Ochre had never seen before. Buttercup had a calming soothing voice that would always feel a little sad, it was strange… he would watch his sibs play, and fight, and sleep, and just be there they would always be around eachother, Cow and Buttercup would always be a shoulder to cry on, Billabong and Villiuamite would always crack jokes to make you feel better, Fireback and Bulrush would just sit there then give tales about their lives, and Cinquefoil and Agardite despite their strict nature would always have a piece of advice to give it felt strange… he never knew what it was like to really belong to anything, while their was the prophecy no one really cared about him and he didn't care about anyone which was fine or atleast that's what he thought he never really thought about how the other false dragonets had someone to rely on, there was Viper's parents and uncle, Flame's mother, Squid’s father who he always made sure to remind everyone how important he was as the talons of peace leader’s son, and Fatespeaker's… Fatespeaker didn't really have anyone either… but that didn’t matter she had someone now, though Ochre thought about how he had someone now too, Ochre's head ached thinking about it and he groaned. Suddenly he was poked by someone

“Are you okay Ochre?” Buttercup Asked

“I'm fine” Ochre grumbled “Just thinking.”

“About what?” Agardite asked

“Life.” Ochre replied. “it's nothing to worry about “.

“Are you thinking about the Talons again, Ochre?” Cow asked, Ochre didn't respond. “Hmmm” Cow said “Just as I assumed…”

“I know you haven't been with us for a while…but, mayhaps you could tell us more about your time at the talons of peace…”

“There's not much to talk about!” Ochre grumbled “ We just moved around a bunch, sat in a volcano for like two weeks, then I sat with the Talons of Peace since they didn't know what to do with me!”

“Did they camp in the mud kingdom?” Cinquefoil asked

“They did…” Ochre said

“Did you get a chance to explore the mud kingdom?” Cinquefoil continued

“Of course not, most of the members hated how dreary and bog ridden it was, so we tried to stay as far away from it as we could, we didn't even stay there for a month…” Ochre snorted

“Mother never tried to take you? I know mudwings don't do parents but surely she would've wanted you to be able to experience it, As a fellow mudwing? Villiuamite asked

“Nope, she never bothered to take me” Ochre replied “But that's alright, It's not like I cared about her either”

The group paused with various concerned and disappointed expressions

“That's truly unfortunate” Cow hissed

“But at least you Have us now!” Villiaumite chirped, Ochre didn't respond. “Right?” Ochre turned to the sib group, it was strange, to see all these dragons trying to make him feel better, it made him feel weird and he found that he kind of liked the feeling

“Yeah…” Ochre said. Then he smiled

“I guess I do…”

End

[ohno-the-sun]

Continuation of this

Sun is also going through it

Please enjoy it it took months 😭

[mushramoo]

I been talking to a lot of ppl w cats lately (I volunteer at an animal shelter) and I didn’t know this needed to be said but

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT DECLAW YOUR CAT.

Declawing sounds very normal to people who aren’t educated on it so let me show you what it actually is.

As you might notice from the diagram, the claw is attached to a small bone at the very end of a cat’s paw. They are fused to this bone, which on a human hand would be where your last knuckle is (the one right before your nail). When someone gets a cat declawed, they aren’t just removing the claw.

The entire last digit of the cat’s paw is removed. (See below)

This severely impedes the cat’s ability to balance itself, is extremely painful for them, and can make the cat extremely aggressive because it no longer has one of its main defense mechanisms! It can also cause many other medical issues down the line including infection, necrosis, and some cats are never able to walk correctly again. Most cats that have this done never fully recover from the procedure and are in constant chronic pain.

It is extremely inhumane and is illegal in only two states at the time I’m writing this!!!! (Maryland and New York) Cats should only have this procedure if it is a life or death situation, never just because someone finds a cat being a cat inconvenient for them. Don’t get a cat if you don’t want to be scratched or have some ruined furniture. If you want more information on this topic, I’d recommend Jackson Galaxy’s YouTube video on it, and to read up on some articles I will link in the comments.

I know I don’t usually post about these types of things, but it’s made me extremely angry to hear people mention getting their cats declawed so flippantly as if it doesn’t ruin the cat’s life, and always for an asinine reason like “they scratched my couch” or “they scratch my kids” THOSE ARE YOUR RESPONSIBILITIES AS A CAT OWNER. Treat your kids and peers to treat animals with respect, or don’t get a cat.

[remxedmoon]

isat npc designs!!!!! wahoo!!!!!

greyscale versions below :3

i don’t really have much to say about the colors here?? all of these fellas are vaugardian (i think) so i just kept their palettes Warm. i did give claude stains on her coat because i think she drops Chemicals on it all the time and doesn’t wash it throughly enough to get the stains out. other than that all of these are pretty straightforward!!

[turtleblogatlast]

Tiny little guys

(That comic of mine is on its way - wanted to share the little ones from the current wip haha - EDIT: no longer wip!)

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 173

Danny might have made a mistake. On one hand, thankfully, his class hasn’t realized he’s Phantom, which is good. On the other hand, he’s somehow become their arms dealer after maybe, just maybe er, being done with Skulker’s shit when he was just trying to do his test and er… maybe beating him to a pulp. As Danny Fenton. 

Well, the good news is apparently everyone now thinks that he doesn’t fight back lest he accidentally snap someone’s spine. Which is honestly kind of nice to not have to deal with the harassment anymore. 

How has he become the fenton technology arms dealer though?! Legitimately, he has no idea how it happened except for sleep deprivation and someone mentioning how one of the places that they might be going to for the field trip was Gotham. 

At least everyone has their weapons and knows how to use them when some sort of clown-masked people decide to break into the mall and attempt to take them hostage. So. He guess he can’t complain, and at least he got food that doesn’t come alive in exchange. 

[randomalistic]

Wait you guys are actually buying Disney products I thought it was a joke

(READ TAGS FOR FULL CONTEXT Sorry it’s long dies

[viarayy01-blog]

where are the fics/stories of everyone minus siffrin coming to terms with all the stuff they didn’t get to experience from their friend quests.

where’s all the conversations with mira about how she still feels inadequate in her belief becuase shes been told that she’s going to be alone forever, even if that wasn’t the intention?

where’s all the deep dives into isabeau and his self doubt issues that lead him to wonder if he has to Change again to better fit how his family sees him now?

where’s the tension between odile and the group because one side her biological family was never there for her and she doesn’t want to follow in those footsteps and latch onto something that might not last.

where’s the anger filled outbursts with bonnie and the rest of their family because everything is sugar coated towards them and they can’t help anybody if they don’t know what’s going on?

and where’s the moments where everyone has to realize that just because siffrin’s come to terms with all these facts and nuances about them and their lives doesn’t mean they have.

[solacestea]

day one: role reversal au

[anothersuperstition]

one year since MCRNJ 🦇🖤 little collection of unseen pics i took with my little point n shoot to celebrate the best show i’ve ever been to

[soaring-trash]

This chasm is an angst factory, I both hate it and love it so much, stuff is very very juicy 🧃🧃🧃

also having your girlfriends abuser a constant presence you can’t get rid of sucks a tremendous amount

[goddidntdothis]

[ DAY EIGHTEEN : HOUSE ON THE OUTSKIRTS ]

[starry-mang0s]

Cecilia

Eerie deery

[riso-wizo]

[transk0vsky]

The return of the Casey gifs yipeee!!