#kantus

[gamingisalifestyle]

Armored Kantus by Play Glittch

[romaroy]

Jack and Jo Don't Want to Die trailer

[meowyoi]

24satni urin je tako funny onako ZASTO IM TREBA TOLIKO??? OZEDNILI???

[sadnessis4prettygirl]

[officialzedwap]

Tommy D ft. Kantu - Yenda (Acoustic Version) Mp3 Download

Tommy D ft. Kantu – Yenda (Acoustic Version) Mp3 Download To offer fans a preview of his upcoming album “Godfather,” Tommy D releases the acoustic version of “Yenda,” featuring renowned songstress Kantu. “Yenda” is a melodic and soulful record where Tommy D and Kantu weave a tale about an abusive and toxic marriage on the brink of irreparable breakdown. Production credits go to Pouli G for keys,…

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[beautiful-basque-country]

In Cádiz (Andalusia), Carnival festivities are a very popular cultural event every year because, besides costumes and dressing up, lots of people compete at the championships of chirigotas, cultural associations that play and sing, very often, songs with social and political messages.

This is the kids chirigota "Las hijas de Neptuno" [Neptune's duaghters], singing about our languages. A simple message that this future generation seems to get but that it's still controversial in Spain. Eskerrik asko to these little singers for the extra effort they made to learn their verses in our language!!

Vivo en un planeta que habla las lenguas de nuestras abuelas I live in a planet that speaks our grandmas' languages lenguas ancestrales, lenguas diferentes con su identidad ancestral languages, different languages with their own identity que son un tesoro súper importante me han dicho en la escuela I've been told at school that they're a super important treasure y que nadie tiene derecho a imponer su manera de hablar and that nobody has the right to impose their way of speaking borrando el mensaje de la libertad. erasing the message of freedom. Euskal Herrian, Euskal Herrian kantu hau entzuten da In Euskal Herria, in Euskal herria this song is heard en galego sa una mariñeira cantiga in a healthy Galician, a sailors' song i las paraules que en català parlen de llibertat i de amor i de vida and the words that in Catalan speak of freedom, and of love, and of life lenguas de muchas generaciones languages of many generations que en mi planeta la gente se entiende si sabe escuchar los corazones, los corazones, los corazones. 'cause in my planet people understand each other if they can listen to their hearts, their hearts, their hearts.

[x]

[Please excuse my understanding and ortography in Galego or Català, any correction is appreciated and welcome!!]

[molkolsdal]

candy

late 13c., "crystallized sugar," from Old French çucre candi "sugar candy," ultimately from Arabic qandi, from Persian qand "cane sugar," probably from Sanskrit khanda "piece (of sugar)," perhaps from Dravidian (compare Tamil kantu "candy," kattu "to harden, condense").

[yanderes-galore]

Can I get a concept for Myrrah from Gears Of War please??

OMG! Finally, It's Myrrah content time >:)

Yandere! Queen Myrrah Concept

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Possessive behavior, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Human pet mention, Slight sadism, Violence, Murder, Isolation, Blood, Forced companionship/relationship.

There are two ways I typically think Myrrah could be written as a yandere.

If she is a platonic yandere, I imagine she'd take you in as some sort of heir.

Due to her "losing her daughter" she may see a young human like you as a replacement, despite her hatred of humans.

She thinks she'll teach you right and purify you of all those human lies.

If she's a romantic yandere I imagine she abducts you with a group of other humans, intending to make you an experiment.

However, upon seeing the prisoners, she decides she'd much rather have you as a human pet.

Her obsession would then continue from there.

Myrrah has an evident hatred towards humans due to them taking the surface and her experiences growing up in a lab.

She herself is technically human... but she considers herself Locust and is superior to any human in her mind.

Despite her intentions you meet her nearly the same way.

You come down to The Hollow as a human prisoner, only for Myrrah to become attached to you in one way or another.

In a way she feels she's probably saving you from being corrupted by humanity.

She plans to keep you to herself and is willing to remove any human or Locust who steps out of line.

I would expect Myrrah to be highly manipulative and possessive over you.

No human but you (and her) ever get in her palace in The Hollow.

Plus tons of heavily armored Locust swarm the palace.

Safe to say the moment Myrrah takes you in, there's not getting back to the surface.

In fact, it was either siding with her or your death.

Myrrah considers this mercy, but really there was no good choice for you.

Since this is a general concept I will try to keep Myrrah's actions towards you ambiguous.

You are heavily protected since you are so important to The Queen.

Locust guards are always appointed around you and they make sure you rarely leave the palace.

Myrrah's goal is to remove humans to have you and her people safe and away from Imulsion.

The Lambent epidemic is a huge concern for her, especially when she thinks she can easily lose you to it.

She may be immune, but you and her people are not.

This is another reason she refuses to have you leave.

Myrrah acts condescending at times, but you mean a ton to her.

She'll act like she's above you (she is) before becoming softer and embracing you.

Myrrah is able to telepathically order Locusts around.

She'd tell them how much you mean to her and how they should treat you like you are an extension of their queen.

No harm should ever come to you.

In response I feel some Locust, at least the Generals and High ranking ones, have a feeling of attachment to you too.

Caring for you is like caring for their queen.

Caring for you will make their queen happy.

Which means you'll have Locust like RAAM or Skorge around you, eagerly trying to attend to you as Myrrah orders.

Armored Kantus and Palace Guards are the most common Locust type to watch over you for Myrrah.

Myrrah is capable of being affectionate at times.

She primarily shows she cares through words of praise and affirmation, occasionally throwing in some sort of name she calls you.

However she may seat you on her lap or hold you close.

A kiss on the forehead if platonic, a kiss on the lips if romantic.

Stuff like that.

Myrrah is ruthless when it comes to others around you.

If the COG ever storm her palace and try to harm you, she'll have them killed.

If a Locust gets too comfortable around you, she has them sent off or even executed.

Wronging you is wronging her, an offense punishable by death.

Myrrah takes her obsession very seriously.

After all, it is a great honor to be one of the only humans she tolerates.

Even Adam Fenix disappointed her... you won't do the same, she knows it.

Myrrah doesn't care how much blood is spilled to keep you.

As a queen she's claimed you and expects you obedience, she even feels she's entitled to you.

I wouldn't necessarily call her all that jealous, but her patience certainly begins to wane the longer someone she doesn't like is around you.

She knows she may have kidnapped you and forced her to live in The Hollow...

But hopefully you won't have to much longer.

She'll find a way to eradicate humanity and move you all to the surface, then you can see the sun again and be free from the possibility of turning Lambent.

She's doing you a favor by removing you from the vermin, you should be grateful she's picked you.

[thatoneaceinthecorner]

RQG Art Masterpost

Hey guys! So recently I've had a wave of notes on some of my old rqg art, and a few new followers. I got really nostalgic about rqg and decided I wanted an easier way to access my rqg-related art (other than the dumpster fire that is tumblr's tagging system), and I wanted other people who are just finding my art to have an easy way of looking at the rest, if they want to. So I dug through everything and made a masterpost! This post contains links to all the rqg art I've ever posted on tumblr, as well as a couple images that I couldn't find the original posts for, despite all the digging. It's loosely organized, emphasis on loosely, but I hope it should be fun to look through if anyone ever feels like it. Spoiler warning for the whole show, just in case anyone new isn’t done with their first listen. There's also stuff in here that's pretty old and that I don't necessarily love anymore, but seeing how my skills progressed over time is still pretty neat. This is a long post, so I've put all the links under the cut. Enjoy!

My top three pieces and why they're my favorites

General:

Shoin's sketch of London

RQG Inktober: Scars

Resurrection Ritual in the Ursan Village

Zolf Smith, cleric of what comes next (comic)

Alex's horrible Barret Monster with knife arms

Ada and Tesla in their lab with the Babbage brain

"Why didn't you do more" (it's all your fault comic)

Blue-veined arm in Other London

Zolf and Azu hear the hivemind

Sasha and Cicero leave Rome behind them

Apophis in human form

Party camping outside the Garden of Yerlik

Kantu!! Because I thought they were cute

Also these two drawings, the ones I couldn't find the original posts for. Azu giving Hamid a piggy-back, and a really old drawing of Azu in Carter's mind museum.

Sasha Racket:

Sasha hangs out with gargoyles (and sphinxes)

Sasha portrait

Goodbye, Brock

Goodbye, Grizzop

If Grizzop had lived and helped raised Sasha's kids

Sasha deserves bat wings, as a treat

"I so wish you could meet them"

My very first drawing of Sasha, post-Kafka fight

Wilde:

Wilde masterpost (yes he has his own)

"We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars"

His brain might've popped

Wilde looking pretty (plus bonus shitpost sketch)

"Oh Wilde, you must have been so scared"

Wilde with blue veins

Wilde gets his magic back (first time I ever drew him)

Zoscar:

Wild and Zolf in the rain, epilogue

"We've got this" "Yeah, we've got this" aka Parallels

Breath of Life

Wilde's first death

Peace and comfort (for once)

Actually some more peace and comfort

And a little more

Aaand back to some angst

RQG Zine Art:

The End of the World As We Know It

How Little He Matters

Rome Is Where the Heart Is

Animatics/Animations/Videos:

Hamimatic - Immature

Zolf is the sand guardian, guardian of the sand

Wilde and Zolf in the rain but animated this time

Sasha protecting Wilde in Paris

Time lapse of some of the "Breath of Life" drawing

Ben Meredith quoting Jenna Marbles (starring Toothbrush Zolf)

Doodles, sketches, and requests:

Messy busts of the whole party (plus Wilde, obviously)

Azu and Grizzop outfit/deity swap

Never wake a sleeping Barnes (comic)

Toothbrush Zolf

Azu caring for undead Sasha

Ada mourning Babbage AU

Fun sketch page of various PCs

Domestic Zolf and Wilde

Canon-compliant under-dressed Zolf (look he's posing like the coppertone baby from that one brand of sunscreen, i thought it was funny)

Sasha and Wilde bonding time

If Sasha and Cel met each other

Sasha and Zolf, amputee buddies

Wilde in a flower crown (Everyone Liked That)

More domestic Zolf and Wilde

Sasha playing with Hamid's twin brothers

Sasha looking after Grizzop's kids

Zolf and Wilde hugging

Sasha and Skraak, dynamic duo

Barnes and Carter hugging

Kobold in the kitchen with Zolf

Ada holding down the fort

Happy Hamid

Cel and Grag

Wilde and Hamid high-five

[scolopendramorsitans]

a blog just for my inverts and snakes (disclaimer 4 any handling pics/videos: handle at your own risk, don't emulate without experience.)

main @cyanocoraxx

🕷 🦂 🩸

click read more for my list of inverts (19/09/24)

⭐ - medically significant venom

⭐? - possibly significant, not enough research

acanthoscurria geniculata - unnamed

aphonopelma sp. jalisco - unnamed

brachypelma hamorii - pleck

ceratogyrus marshalli - kantus ⭐

chilobrachys fimbriatus - hersey ⭐

chilobrachys huahini - unnamed ⭐

cyriopagopoeus lividus - dirge ⭐

haploclastus devamatha - bridgeburner

homeoemma chilensis - iblis ♀

lampropelma n. arboricola - tarn

lasiodora parahybana - laios

phormictopus auratus - furnace ♀

poecilotheria subfusca - pepper ⭐

poecilotheria metallica- nacelle ⭐

pterinochilus murinus - reaver ⭐

selenocosmia crassipes - bard

linothele sericata - cupcake

dolomedes spp. -  ferryman

macroctenus kingsleyi - sisyphus ♀ ⭐ ?

piloctenus hematostoma - vulcan ⭐ ?

atypus karschi - hamster

calommata signata - unnamed

eresus walckenaeri - unnamed

tailless whip scorpion (damon medius) - mizaru ♂

tailless whip scorpion (damon medius) - kikazaru ♂

tailless whip scorpion (damon medius) - iwazaru ♀

thai red vinegaroon (thelyphonus sp. red) - unnamed

scolopendra morsitans (blood red) - sukuna ♂

scolopendra morsitans (blood red) - shrine ♀

scolopendra morsitans (dragon head) - major ♂

scolopendra dehaani (sumatra pink) - eos ⭐

scolopendra subspinipes (java red) - choso ⭐

scolopendra dehaani (orange legs) - astraeus ⭐

scolopendra hainanum pling - tengen ⭐

scolopendra mutilans (green form) - gyomei ⭐

scolopendra polymorpha - sunstorm

ethmostigmus trigonopodus (yellow) - akaza

ethmostigmus austroyunnanensis - kokushibo ♀

ethmostigmus austroyunnanensis - doma ♂

chinese mantis (t. sinensis) - seven

joker mantis (p. picta) - punchline

dorcus titanus - sharpshooter ♀

dwarf wood (l. australasiae) - bargarean jade ♀

vietnam forest (h. loaticus) - hideous mass

golden desert (s. palmatus) - unnamed

brazilian rainbow boa - inti ♂ (5-6ft)

royal python - latte ♂ (4ft)

rosy boa - carmine ♂ (2ft)

"aren't you scared it will bite you" hello job. no i can't come in today. i'm being bitten by my poecilotheria metallica. yeah i'll be off work for 3 weeks. yay

"does it still have its venom" yes. who am i to deny a girl's fun? if she wants to envenomate me one day that's ok with me

"it can't love you" neither could my dad but we move

"why keep centipedes eughghgh gross" i don't have room in my house for an actual dragon so the smaller land ones will do instead

"what do you feed them" small children

"what do you do with them" we vibe. my spiders know my deepest darkest secrets and they will never tell you. on account of being incapable of human speech.

"do they sleep in your bed" yes and they size me up every night. one day they will eat me. please send help!

"how can you sleep at night with those in your house" see above. i'm never alone :)

[gbee-writes]

A Star Shines

Epilogue

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“Play us a song!”

Kantus stopped in the doorway at the demand. When he turned back around Bratha was sitting up again, which unfortunately meant that the other three were following suit.

An exasperated smile pulled Kantus’s lips. He should have known they wouldn’t let him forget.

“Alright, but you must go to sleep after I play.”

The children were quick to agree to his terms.

After tucking them all back in, Kantus pulled out his violin and made sure it was in tune before pulling the bow across the strings. Music filled the air and warmth flooded his chest as Moa pulled Nich in closer.

He planned on playing one song and returning to the others but Kantus couldn’t bring himself to stop. His children dozed off one by one. It wasn’t until Nalluk was sleeping soundly that he let his hands fall.

“Ye cannae tell’em no when they ask fer it, can ye?” Des slid her arms around his shoulders, resting her head beside his. Her tone was so caring it hurt. She must have slipped into the room sometime during his songs.

Kantus leaned into her. “No, I simply do not have the heart to refuse them. How can I, when they look so sad when I do?”

Des hummed lightly. Together they watched the children sleeping for a quiet moment. Kantus couldn’t help the swell of affection and joy he felt. His chest seemed close to bursting.

“Sometimes I wonder if this is how my mother felt looking upon Jekle and me.”

“I ain’t doubtin it.” Des murmured. “From what I hear she loved ye more than anythin.” As Kantus leaned into her he felt her lips brush his cheek. He turned his head so they could kiss. “Ye head up an get some air ‘fore bed, aye?”

“Yes ma’am.” Kantus gave her another kiss before slipping quietly from the room.

Up on the deck he spotted Yewle at the railing watching the last rays of sunlight fade away. Her hair ruffled in the wind. She didn’t seem to mind the chill it surely brought.

As he approached she glanced over. A warm smile greeted him closer and  Kantus rested his arms on the railing next to her. They stayed in comfortable silence until the sun was hidden in it’s wait till the morning, listening to the waves lapping the side of the ship rhythmically. He could never stop loving that sound.

“Can you believe how much has changed since that day?”

He looked over to her. Yewle almost couldn’t be recognized as the same woman she had been. After all she truly wasn’t. Her gentle features had weather hardened, perfect complexion marred by scars and marks. Most ladies of her standing would have been horrified. Yewle wore the experience as a mark of pride.

But that was only her looks, and her looks very well reflected how she had grown inside as well.

“Do you recall the first dual you were in?” Kantus chuckled.

“Oh goodness Kantus, don’t you dare remind me of that.”

His shoulder shook with the effort of keeping his laughter down. “After only three lessons-”

“I challenged someone; I was swiftly shown my place.” Yewle made a face at him, doing nothing to help the amusement.

“You had the enthusiasm!”

“And the foolhardiness. I truly don’t know what I was thinking.”

“I’m not sure you were.”

Yewle leaned back and crossed her arms. “I thought quite a bit actually, simply not about anything but my fantasies.” After a moment where Kantus couldn’t hold his laughter anymore she rolled her eyes. “Are you done dredging up my past blunders? I have plenty of yours to return the favor if not.”

He chuckled himself into silence. “Oh I’m sure you do. I would love to trade them but I believe it’s time for me to tuck in. Do get some rest soon as well.”

He gave her a friendly pat on her arm before returning to the captain’s quarters. Des was already snoring as he stepped in the room. A warm hum fell from his lips at the sight.

Her arms were hugging a pillow close, her cheek squishing in a deeply charming manner. Kantus found that her rough and earthly beauty was something so deeply alluring, even after all their years together.

There were nights Kantus would lie awake and trace every scar on her face. Each one of them told a story, each one led her to become the woman he had married.

He was quick to changing into his nightclothes. When he climbed into the bed next her Des grunted and with a heaving twist she rolled around to latch onto him instead of the bedding.

She released a deep breath before going back to snoring. Kantus wrapped his arms around her and was quickly drifting off into peaceful slumber.

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A deep yawn pushed from Jekle’s chest. The candle was nearly down to an unusable stump as he sifted through more papers. He was certain it was beyond a point where he should have been awake, and he hadn’t planned on being up so late, but a few more pages sorted out wouldn’t hurt.

“My darling,” Jekle jolted at the voice. He turned to the door where Ston was waiting. “It’s late.”

He sighed as he turned back to the papers. “I’m nearly finished. I’ll be in bed short-” Ston’s arms wrapped around his waist and caused him to falter.

“It’s late.” The whisper broke his resolve. Jekle gathered the papers in a neat stack before blowing out the candle. All his exhaustion became much more noticeable as Ston led him back to their bedroom.

It was strange to him that the small, homey room was far more comfortable than his room at the manor ever had been. Maybe it was the lack of danger, or the freedom from overostentatious decor, maybe it was the joy of who he had the delight to share it with. Whatever it was Jekle found himself relaxing further there.

He waited until Ston was comfortably laying in bed before crawling in himself and curling to his husband's side. A contented hum spilled from his lips. Ston pulled him somehow closer. "When did they say they would return?"

"Hmm," Jekle slipped his eyes closed. "Less than a fortnight, weather permitting."

"Are you excited? Their children will want to play with us all hours."

A smile pulled up the corner's of Jekle's mouth. He loved his neice and nephews no matter how ragged they ran him. When he had found out that Des was pregnant he had celebrated nearly as much as Kantus and reasured his brother in his worries about fatherhood.

Little Bratha was a wonderful blessing. Kantus was just as doting a father as Jekle had predicted, wrapped around the babe's little finger.

And of course after getting over the momentary surprise at their sudden appearance, Jekle had welcomed the two slave boys they'd saved with wide open arms. He had happily done the same when Nalluk had been brought into Des and his brother's brood. The Star's old crew had quite a time teasing them about inheriting Cabern's children aquirement habbits.

Jekle hummed again. "I am quite excited for their return. I wish to spoil the children rotten before they grow too big for such things."

"They could be ancient and you would still spoil them." Ston countered with a light prod to Jekle's side. He let out a chuckle as he half-heartedly tried to pull away from it.

After Bratha had been born they had decided to speak about whether they wanted children too or not. Both of them decided their niece and nephews was enough, a choice that would have Jekle's father rolling in his grave, he was sure.

If his father was in a grave that is.

Jekle idly wondered if Kantus also questioned how Toun was doing. Perhaps not, given how Kantus was treated far worse than he had been. Lonette also crossed his mind from time to time but he was much less invested in what had happened to her after the failed wedding. She barely spoke with him after all. Not unless she had found a quality to heckle out of him.

"Darling?"

"Hmm?"

"You're thinking of them again, aren't you?" Jekle sighed at the question.

"Yes," He said rather bluntly. "I struggle to help it sometimes. I am aware of their transgressions against Kantus and I but..." Another sigh. "Curiosity is a strong motivator. I often wonder if Father would be proud of me."

Ston placed a kiss to his brow. "I know it is not the same but Cabern is proud of you, as am I, and your brother."

Despite how different that was, hearing it did make Jekle feel slightly better. All those years ago when the new boards on the Star had met Cabern and the rest of the old crew they had been welcomed in as if they had been part of the family since the beginning.

Going from Father's strict upbringing to being gently nurtured by Cabern was...jarring. It wasn't a surprise when Jekle found himself viewing the man as something of another father figure. Kantus had clearly done the same, to a much more prominent degree. He would often refer to Cabern as "Cappa" like all of the retired captain's other children did.

Jekle let out a thoughtful hum. As sleep pulled his mind down he hoped, not for the first time, that Toun had allowed himself to heal and become better.

---

It was such a beautiful evening. Birdsong filled the garden air and a soft breeze rustled the leaves. Toun breathed in the perfumes of the flowers with a smile. It was bittersweet but that was why he loved his walks after tea.

Walking down his normal path was slower than when he first had the garden reverted to the last arrangement Essaira had it in, with his reliance on the cane he had aged into, but that simply meant more time to reflect. Without Lonnette’s constant changes the plants had grown to a beautiful maturity Toun had sorely missed.

He ambled past the great willow tree, one of the few things his now remarried ex-wife hadn’t touched, and seated himself upon the bench he’d had installed. 

“Hello Kantus,” Toun murmured to the figure across from him. It wasn’t truly his son, and that fact made him ache horribly, but the stone statue would simply have to be enough. 

“I’m having a lovely day. My apprentice has taken so well to the tasks, I fear I don’t have much left to teach him. I was unneeded in doing paperwork and as such he insisted I returned home to rest.”

The statue was silent as always. Dappled lighting danced across Kantus’s carved features, drawing the eye to his carefree smile.

The figure curved in a faux turn, swaying to silent music it played from the marble violin held gently in its hands. It was a memory, a glimpse at the last time he had heard his son play. Toun had been quite proud of the artist for capturing Kantus so well.

“I do hope you’ve had a good day as well.” Toun pulled himself back to his feet. As he made to continue his journey he turned back. “Please return home soon. I miss you, I miss your melodies.”

He trailed past a few bushes, a flower bed, and found himself at a fountain. In the center was a decorated column. The relief carved into the rock was of Jekle in a lovers embrace with his servant.

Toun had only learned the young man’s name after he had lost them. An ache grew in his chest. Ston had deserved better. 

He remembered how Jekle had tried to convince him of letting them marry: the way his son described the boy. His eyes had lit up in a way Toun hadn’t seen in years.

The carver had been instructed to have wedding bands showing on their fingers. Perhaps they never got to marry. Toun so very much hoped they had. Jekle had the same love-struck gaze that Toun had proudly wore when he had his Essaira with him.

“I’m so sorry, I should have given you both a chance.” He let out a weary sigh. “If you’ve stayed with each other I pray your lives together went better than mine and your mother’s. I pray you get to grow old together...”

The wind whispered past. What secrets did it hold? Toun would probably never know, but he would listen all the same.

“Sir!” Toun turned to a servant rushing towards him. “You have guests, sir.”

Toun’s brows rose. “I do?”

“Yes sir, they are waiting in the tea room.”

He nodded. Odd that someone would visit. It had become a rare occurrence after being shamed so horridly all those years ago. Not that he held any grudges upon his sons. No, he understood their need to escape quite well.

Further adding to his confusion, the sounds of rowdy children met him at the tea room doors. Who did he know that would bring their children?

As he reached for the handle another voice came through and-

“Bratha please, the drapes will not hold your weight like the rigging.”

Was it? It had to be! The voice held a seasoned undertone it hadn’t before but it was unmistakable!

Toun flung the door open faster than intended, slamming it against the wall. The room went silent. His eyes were graced with Kantus mid-way at pulling a young boy off his curtains, Des sitting at the table with two more young boys, and a young lady seemingly either attempting to help Kantus or distract him.

A cough drew his attention to the second table where Jekle and Ston sipped tea, sitting almost inappropriately too close. Wedding bands glinted on their hands.

Both of his sons had grey peppering in their hair, but only Kantus had a beard. The boy in Kantus’s arms was clearly his own son, sharing his eyes and a birthmark under his right eye. The two boys with Des and the young girl shared her darker skin tone and general features but in a way that made it clear she was not related. They held no visual traits that matched Kantus at all. However, it was clear from the way Des protectively leaned towards them that blood or not, they were considered her children.

Kantus had children. He was a grandfather. Jekle and Ston had been able to marry. Tears blurred Toun’s vision as he processed the sight. A smile pushed through his shock. 

“Boys...” The breathy whisper broke the tension and a warmth he hadn’t felt in decades filled the room. “You’re home.”

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[romaroy]

Jack and Jo Don't Want to Die Clip | Jack Custodio

[zarenillia]

Welp time to obscure post

Honestly I'm really glad that Reyna was introduced so late into the game cause like, low level scouts just suck, because you don't wanna play a scout how their initial playstyle would tell you to (cloak, dash, this is a run and gun close up heavy hitter), because like while that's generally true, at the same time the Gnasher is kind of bad at killing the things you want dead the most because they have the health pool to sustain that damage. But once you're at the levels you can get like proximity mines and frag grenade mastery? Now you're getting there. Full UIR set and you have yourself a scary bundle of explosives that can kill big threats like a kantus or Theron in two actions in one turn or do really big chunks of a boomer or disciple or something. It's great and you also basically never have to worry about swarms of wretches or anything because guess what kills them in basically every part of its blast radius especially if you have full buffs to them? Fucking grenades. And they're stupid little gremlins, they'll basically always be within radius of each other that with one you'll kill either the entire pack or if it's that big at least like 5. And then you have your grenades back in like 1-2 turns. It's just that easy.

Bottom right top tier for scouts. No question.

[cyanocoraxx]

up to date list of all my invertz

⭐ - medically significant venom

⭐? - possibly significant, not enough research

⭐⭐- *sisyphus prime voice* this will hurt.

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🕷️ tarantulas 🕷️ 

acanthoscurria geniculata - unnamed

aphonopelma sp. jalisco - unnamed

brachypelma hamorii - pleck

ceratogyrus marshalli - kantus ⭐

chilobrachys fimbriatus - hersey ⭐

chilobrachys huahini - unnamed ⭐

cyriopagopoeus lividus - unnamed ⭐

cyriopagopoeus lividus - unnamed ⭐

haploclastus devamatha - bridgeburner

homeoemma chilensis - iblis ♀

lampropelma n. arboricola - unnamed

lasiodora parahybana - laios

phormictopus auratus - furnace ♀

poecilotheria subfusca - pepper ⭐⭐

poecilotheria metallica- unnamed ⭐⭐

pterinochilus murinus - reaver ⭐

selenocosmia crassipes - bard

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🕷️ true spiders 🕷️

colombian funnelweb (l. sericata) - cupcake

fishing spider (dolomedes spp.) -  unnamed

black fang wanderer (m. kingsleyi) - sisyphus ♀⭐?

nursery web spider (pisaurina mira) - stalker

pantropical huntsman (h. venatoria) - keter

red fang wandering spider (c. hematostoma) - vulcan⭐?

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🩸 centipedes 🩸

scolopendra morsitans (blood red) - sukuna ♂

scolopendra morsitans (blood red) - shrine ♀

scolopendra morsitans (dragon head) - major ♂

scolopendra dehaani (sumatra pink) - eos ⭐⭐

scolopendra subspinipes (java red) - choso ⭐⭐(13cm)

scolopendra dehaani (orange legs) - astraeus ⭐⭐ (21cm)

ethmostigmus trigonopodus (yellow) - akaza ⭐

ethmostigmus austroyunnanensis - kokushibo ⭐♀

scolopendra hainanum pling - tengen ⭐⭐

scolopendra mutilans (green form) - gyomei ⭐⭐

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🍃 mantids 🍃

chinese mantis (t. sinensis) - seven

joker mantis (p. picta) - punchline

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🐞 beetles 🐞

dorcus titanus - sawblade ♂

dorcus titanus - sharpshooter ♀

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🦂 scorpions 🦂

dwarf wood (l. australasiae) - bargarean jade ♀

vietnam forest (h. loaticus) - hideous mass

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🐍 snakes 🐍

brazilian rainbow boa - inti ♂ (5-6ft)

royal python - latte ♂ (4ft)

rosy boa - carmine ♂ (2ft)

[prestochange]

picavecalyx

Silva: in my defense. i was unly un kantu fur a weak befure the pwt

“You’re exempt for ignorance for twenty four hours for most things. After that point, if you have not ridden a Saffron train I take it as an insult to the city. Better run.”