#it's not easy being green

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98/365 days of regina mills

[chronicallychthonic]

Listen up Chucklefucks, It isn't complicated!! The Muppet Joker kins Kermit the Frog and is also dating Kermit the Frog. I am the untethered soul of a Kermit the Frog plushie brought to life by attention, affection, projection and semen, forged in the fire that also killed me! Keep the fuck up!

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The Muppet Show (1976-1981)

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She-Hulk by Pablo Villalobos

[thegoodplacey]

Redid my Elphaba costume for a Halloween party last night. I am so excited to see Wicked!! Tempted to wear for the premiere 💚🩷

Also included a side by side of my 2017 attempt. Got much better at the makeup 💅🤭

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"Green" Kermit the frog fanart for @monthly-challenge day 2!

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"It's not easy being green, but it's easier being green... together."

This piece is very old and based off a touching and beautiful frantic fanfic i wrote with my friends over a year ago which is below. Happy st pattys day, have some gay muppets 💚💚💚

"It's not easy being green"

(co-written with @chickengodnoodle and another who isn't on tumblr, and we could only see the last most previous section when we were writing)

Rated all ages

"Understand you wouldn't," Yoda growled

"Talk to meeeeee!!!" Kermit pleaded, on his knees.

"Mmm hmm heh!" Yoda retorted. He scrambled off the bed and scoombled out of the bedroom.

Kermit sat dejectedly on the floor and gazed towards the ceiling. It wasn't always like this between him and Yoda. They used to be happy.

Not anymore.

After Miss Piggy died in a karate tournament, Kermit didn't know where else to go but the stars. He paid the fee to go exploring the galaxy, and he met Yoda there. Kermit was still so in grief over Miss Piggy he didn't expect to fall so fast and so hard for Yoda. They had travelled back to Earth, as Yoda had nowhere else to go, he was only 500 at the time. Still a young Yoda.

He and Kermit settled down in a small house near where Kermit performed. Yoda joined the show for a little. They were happ

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y. but over the years something happened. they fell apart, it sure wasn't easy being green. a sad, depressed Kermit got up from the bed to go for a walk and clear his flat froggy head. he needed something, some idea at all that would bring him and his beloved Yoda back together again. He still loved his fellow green one dearly and couldn't stand it when they fought. He knew deep down that Yoda couldn't stand it either. Kermit walked past busy cars and people alike as he made his way to the local walmart. maybe he would pick out some nice green flowers and some snacks for his beloved. They could have a date night like old times.

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Old times.

Kermit almost laughed.

The good times were all he had left, these days, anyway.

Inside, he grabbed a cart and hunted down an assortment of dehydrated frogs, and the lady at the checkout gave him a wild, unbelieving look at she wrung it up with the flowers and chocolate. The ride to the jedi temple was short, and uneventful. The guards recognized him instantly as the grandmaster's old time lover, and admitted him, if not reluctantly; everyone knew of their fall out.

He kept to himself as he picked his way through the maze of corridors, allowing himself a small pause to smile at the gaggle of junior padawans giggling amongst themselves.

Finally, he reached the corridor where the council members resided.

Yoda's door came too quickly, and Kermit had to force himself to knock before he lost his nerve and ran away like the coward he was. Miss Piggy was right. He was a fraud. A failure. A muppet, if being a man were the other option.

The door opened, and Yoda stood in the door, clad in his bathrobe and holding a tall glass of wine.

"Meditating, I am," he said a little lazily. "What is it, hmm?":

Kermit gulped, and shoved his peace offerings forward.

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"It's not easy being green," Kermit said softly. "But it's easier being green... together."

Yoda looked at him with his wide, dark eyes. He looked at him the same way he'd looked at him when they first met.

Yoda's grip faltered and his wine glasses shattered on the floor. He scrambled around and jumped onto Kermit's back to give him a hug.

"Missed you, I have."

The end.

Brought to you by me and my chaos friends and frantic fanfic

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WIP Whursday: Katabasis

Tagged by the lovely @dirty-bosmer and @tallmatcha this week! Unfortunately I didn't have much time to get anything together for Wednesday, so here's my belated WIP. I think most of my mutuals have their acts together more than me and so already posted, so I'm tagging @gilgamish

Fandom: The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Rating: T (blood and violence) Category: Gen Genre(s): Action/Adventure Main characters: Khemor gro-Skaven (Male Orc LDB), Calder, Gregor

Summary: A prequel for Nostos, detailing how Khemor went from a senior magus in the College of Whispers to becoming the Last Dragonborn, Thane of Windhelm and the Pale, confidant of Ulfric Stormcloak and traitor to the Empire. =================================

“If I may make my thoughts known, Jarl Ulfric,” Khemor’s resonant voice cut through the chatter around the map table.

“Please, Dragonborn. Speak.” Ulfric’s words were mild but his tone was stern. Calder wanted to fade into the stone of the palace walls.

“I would urge a...less sweeping approach. It was one of your Altmer residents who brought you word of the spy, after all. Others might be less inclined to pass on valuable intelligence in the future if the result is increased hardship for themselves and their families.”

Thorygg snorted. “So one has given us valuable information, once. But what incentive would any Elf have to work against their own kinsmen?”

Khemor straightened and fixed Thorygg with a piercing stare. “Surely that cannot be a serious question?”

“But it is. Why wouldn’t they wish to be ruled over by their own kind instead of by lowly men, let alone Nords?”

“Because the Thalmor do not consider most Altmer living peaceably in Skyrim to be their own kind. Have you not once asked yourself why so many Altmer and Bosmer have made Skyrim their home? Why they have been moving to holds not controlled by the Empire in droves since the Thalmor have been given free rein?”

The puzzled faces around the table told Calder that none of them had.

After a pause Khemor continued. “I lived in Skaven during the Dominion occupation. As a crippled Orsimer child, the soldiers often found tormenting me an amusing diversion. But that was all I was; all the humans, Khajiit, and Argonians were to them. Amusing diversions. The Bosmer and Dunmer were annoyances. The Altmer of the city were an insult. An insult that had to be answered.” Khemor’s voice lowered, but the council chamber was now dead silent, and his words were clear. “Being a center for scholarship and magecraft in Hammerfell, many refugees from the Night of Green Fire in Sentinel had settled in Skaven, thinking themselves safe. There were shops and businesses run by Altmer on every street and in every market before the Dominion came. Skaven fell in Sun’s Dawn. By Heartfire none were left.”

“The Dominion killed them all?”

“Not all. Many fled before the city fell, with what belongings they could carry. The ones that waited had to flee in the night with the clothes on their backs. Others...we never knew what happened to them. We hoped they had escaped. But many were taken by the Thalmor and publicly executed, and their children sent back to Alinor if they were full-blooded Altmer. Any who weren’t...in the killing fields the Dominion left behind we found the bones of children and infants.” Khemor turned back to Jarl Ulfric, who was staring down at the map covered with small red and blue markers, stroking his beard in thought. “You asked what the Altmer of the city have to lose if Windhelm falls, my Jarl. They stand to lose everything.”

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PETITION TO MAKE IT EASIER TO BE GREEN

[starlightcleric]

I mentioned her last night, but you must all gaze upon Herja, my BG3 character from my new game with my husband, who, with Longstrider, has a move speed of 17 meters :D

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136/365 days of regina mills

[chronicallychthonic]

Her mind is Mine. I am going to Kill our ex-boyfriend Robert.

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Kermit the Frog and Ray Charles (1975)

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Yoòoo can I please download her 🧙‍♀️💚igotsnothing/763000773887098880?source=share

Hi Friend of Mystery-

Is that about Walpurgis? I'd love to share her! Since I entered her in adelarsim's magic tournament/challenge, I am going to wait until that event is over and/or she is eliminated, etc. If I forget and you're still interested, feel free to give me a nudge! Walpurgis deserves to be stirring up drama everywhere she goes. 💚 Thanks for showing my witchy girl some love!

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