#lamantis

[sourovahmed]

Americans continue to move to Florida despite devastating hurricanes — Redfin

📍According to a new analysis, 69,000 people bought homes in Florida between July 2022 and July 2023. Properties were purchased mostly in the Sunshine State's frequently flooded regions of Brevard, Lamanti and Lee.

📍Experts note that frequent natural disasters are forcing thousands of Floridians to leave dangerous counties. Ironically, however, they are being replaced by other residents for whom climate is not crucial.

📍The same situation is happening in Texas. About 24,000 Americans bought homes in extremely arid Brazoria and Fort Bend counties during the same period.

📍Specialists say that with the arrival of new residents, insurers are certain to raise rates again. From 2022 to 2023, insurance in Florida and Texas went up 15% and 36% respectively.

[things4your]

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[yekuana]

🎬🐉🎞️ #LaMantis (Miniserie de TV) (2017) Miniserie de TV (2017). 6 episodios. Años después de su captura, una asesina serial ayuda a resolver los crímenes de alguien que la copia. Pero solo su hijo, que ahora es policía, está de su lado. (FILMAFFINITY) Dirección Alice Chegaray-Breugnot (Creador) Grégoire Demaison (Creador) Nicolas Jean (Creador) Alexandre Laurent Reparto Carole Bouquet Fred Testot Jacques Weber Manon Azem Pascal Demolon Frédérique Bel Élodie Navarre Robinson Stévenin Serge Riaboukine Pierre Deny Christophe Favre Jean-Charles Rousseau Jeff Esperansa Xavier Brossard Año / País: 2017 / 🇫🇷 Francia Título original: #LaMante Género #SerieDeTV #Thriller #Drama #MiniserieDeTV #Crimen #AsesinosEnSerie (en Isla de la Cuarentena) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSDCwaEnQqa/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hotleaf-juice]

Me a bisexual: watching loki being bisexual become canon in the MCU this week

[luckycheesefoodie321]

LOKI EP 3 THOUGHTS

The mutual resigned indulgence and tolerance of the other reeks of beautiful sibling rivalry even tho they’re technically the same person with a different origin story… the constant back and forth bickering and trying to show each other up but then slipping into a state of fascination bc they are in fact interacting with another version of themselves, and are even genuinely enamoured by the other’s skills and capabilities…

Also the part where drunk Loki had been trying to think of the ideal metaphor for What is Love? And Sylvie hearing his full explanation and realising it’s a crock of flowery bullshit and laughs at him for it, and Loki is genuinely disappointed he didn’t get it right…

It’s such a different dynamic from his relationship with Thor, but it’s also sooo familiar... almost like Loki is now Thor, kinda bumbling and up himself, and Sylvie is Loki sniggering to the side and trying to reign in her wayward brother…

[morsartis]

Lights Part 1

There was nothing quite like going for a random walk. The urge hadn’t hit you for a very long time- so long in fact a small tremor of fear shot through you. It couldn’t be him. He’d been destroyed with the creation of the new worlds and the new timeline. Simply put, there wasn’t a way for him to reach through the ever calling void to pluck your strings. But for a moment you were reminded of your time on Alternia. You’d traversed that planet in a mind controlled haze and it was an experience that left you shaken. One you never wished to experience again. So when the urge to get up and go somewhere hit you it had taken you an embarrassingly long time to calm your racing heart. It was an ordinary urge, one that didn’t mean you were back under his control. Still, you were anxious as you stepped out of your front door. Your little corner of the world wasn’t all that exciting. A welcome reprieve from the constant action Alternia had given you. As it was, the neighborhood was as calm as any other day. Afternoon sunlight filtered over the houses and across the sidewalks giving everything a warm feeling. There was no reason for your anxiety. Even so, you took careful steps. You weren’t interested in making friends this time around. Just going for a simple walk. Your coat kept the autumn chill off and you were happy about your sturdy boots. Both had cost you pretty penny but the price had been well worth the quality. It also helped that they looked damn good on you. 

It took less time than you remembered to reach downtown. Everything a steady stream of people and activity. People were no doubt doing last minute shopping. You wandered down the streets with no particular destination in mind. There was a little hole in the wall coffee shop not too far away that you liked to frequent. They had some of the best drinks and their prices didn’t leave your wallet openly weeping. Then there was the bakery not too far away that had the best donuts you’d ever had. Among all the shops there was plenty to choose from that you’d enjoy. You decided to go to the coffee shop first. The darker lighting and overstuffed armchairs hidden in the corners were exactly what would set your mind at ease. They had no bell to alert them to customers- music soft but unmistakable floated through the air. That wonderful coffee smell permeated the building and it took little time for the barista to get your drink made and hand it to you. Dropping a tip into the tip jar you took your drink and sat in the furthest arm chair you could find from the door and the drink station. As far as anyone was concerned you were simply part of the backdrop. Pulling out your phone you scroll through the latest news feeds and try not to lose your will to live. Things will always keep happening and quite frankly you aren’t sure how much you can take anymore. Or rather, what was that popular quote? Something about drawing a line somewhere and looking deep inside of yourself for what you’re willing to put up with today. Either way it isn’t this shit. 

You’re so engrossed in the latest bullshit your country is spouting you almost don’t notice the new occupant of the coffee shop. Almost. Too many years being on a hair-trigger of flight or fight have engrained a deep sense of your surroundings. Even if they hadn’t you’d recognize this particular customer anywhere. Her hat is pulled low over her face and her steps purposely soundless. You both know that the barista and the other customers haven’t noticed her. There is only the steady swish of her coat as she walks and even that is drowned out by the music. You look down at your phone and watch her out of your peripherals. She takes a seat across from you as silent as a phantom which is just the way she likes it. You both know that you’ve seen each other. She makes no move to talk and neither do you. If she sought you out then that means there’s a problem. None of your other friends had reached out to you and while you hadn’t attempted to hide you made no move to reach out first. It would be a long time before you felt secure enough to reach out first in your friendships again. 

“He’s gone.” She says barely a whisper. You bob your head in a nod. Its a statement not a question. “I’ve managed to keep tabs on all of our mutual acquaintances.” 

“I expected nothing less from you.” 

“Adalov has been cyberstalking you.” That makes you glance up. There’s the barest hint of an amused smile on her lips. You raise a brow for her to continue. You weren’t completely unaware but if Boldir is bringing it up then its more significant than you gave credit for. 

“He’s been methodically going through every scrap of information about you he can get his claws on.” She pauses to take your drink from you and take a sip, you let her because despite everything you still consider her a friend. You’re pretty sure she knows this too. “He started out doing so of his own volition, however, I believe an acquaintance of yours- Dirk Strider- is also cyberstalking you. Adalov has taken note of that and started stalking him as well-,”

“Which in turn means Dirk is stalking him.” That almost makes you laugh, the two of them stalking each other to see what the other is up to is just the type of Spy vs Spy bullshit that only leads to further shenanigans. Even Boldir has a look that says she thinks its equally as amusing. The two of you sit in a momentary silence. A comforting thing you’d almost forgot to miss. Now it settles around you like a warm blanket. Taking your drink back from Boldir you take a sip. 

“I have a feeling Adalov and Strider will try and contact you at some point soon. I thought...�� She hesitates for a moment- eyes darting, “I thought I should warn you so that you aren’t caught by surprise. I know the control he had over you has made you wary.”

“Boldir... I may not have reached out but that doesn’t mean I’ve missed you any less. I can’t bring myself to be the first to reach out. Not after... Everything that happened on Alternia. But I’d never turn away a friend.” You reached across the little table to hold her hand. Her claws dig into your skin with how hard she grips it back and you watch the way she relaxes. It’s almost enough to break your heart. 

“Would you like to go on a walk with me?” She asks, voice uncharacteristically fragile. You smile as you stand up with your drink. 

“I’d love to.” 

[geekinghaidi]

This Loki really has not caught a single break since finding out he was adopted.

I mean seriously the events of Thor 1 leading to his suicide attempt,

his (not canon but heavily implied) torture at the hands of the Black Order and maybe even Thanos himself,

the attack on New York during which he was the attacker, yes, but was not doing it entirely of his own free will,

and then branching out from his timeline and getting itself caught up with the TVA

the whole interrogation from Mobius in Ep1 “you were born to cause pain…” and watching his parents die as well as his own death at the hand of the person who was responsable for his torture following his suicide attempt

Getting stranded on Lamantis, getting pruned…

And everything that happened in the finale that idek where to begin.

I mean damn he really can’t catch a break, can he?

[mischiefthedreamerx]

The Lies We Tell Ourselves

Synopsis: After being taken back to the TVA from Lamantis 1, Loki and Mobius have a little chat about trust, lies, their unsteady partnership and jealousy. Is this how it ends?

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is just some alternative dialogue I came up with after Loki explains the truth about the TVA before being sent back to the time loop. Just some angst.

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Mobius tapped his pencil against his notepad before beginning to write down Loki’s sudden outburst of false accusations against the TVA.

"So let me summarise the lie you and Sylvie have conquered up this time; the TVA is actually the ones lying to us, right?" He looked up from his notepad, satisfaction gleaming off his face. “Not a very good lie though.”

Loki shook his head in denial before he spoke up defending himself. "It's the truth, I swear it! Take me to Sylvie! She'll explain everything you need to know about this place.”

Mobious scoffed, his amused smile remained in perfect place which only aggravated Loki even more. "No chance, Loki. I'm not falling for your lies anymore."

Loki refused to back down and as he leaned forwards over the table. "Believe me. Just this once." This time he decided to lower his voice, the intensity in his tone sounded almost pleading. "You can trust me."

"Still think you can play these sorts of games with me? Lying won't get you nowhere this time. You’re out of luck." Mobious whispered harshly.

Loki pulled himself away with his back against the chair, arms folded across his chest, his chin lifted ever so slightly. "You really think you know everything about me don't you?" Loki questioned, his face hiding any sort of emotion.

"As a matter of fact, I do. I know more about you then you know yourself." Mobius boasted proudly. "And frankly, I no longer have much need for you considering you've chosen to work with the adorable little Sylvie." Mobius picked up his tempad and began to open it up.

"Have I broken your heart?" Loki teased, a small smirk creeping upon his lips. "Because if that's the case then I'm dreadfully sorry."

Mobius closed the tempad with an unnecessary snap. “No. You broke my trust, Loki."

Loki's victorious smirk dropped within seconds, eyes widening.

"Yeah, believe it or not I actually trusted you to do the right thing for once." The once playful atmosphere between them changed into something unpleasant, something almost suffocating. "I thought I'd give you the chance to be someone else, someone of your choosing instead of becoming a villain like everyone expects you to be." Mobius straightened his shoulders to compose himself. The disappointment was so easy to notice, on display with non attempt at even hiding itself.

For once, Loki was wordless from Mobius’s confession, breathing out a low sigh. He opened his mouth to speak but nothing was able to come out, no sarcastic remarks this time. Loki narrowed his gaze downwards to avoid the clear pained look on Mobius's face, his hands gripped his shirt forming fists from his folded position. Loki had broken many people’s trust before but this time it felt different somehow.

"Do you truly care for me?" Loki questioned curiously, he lifted his head back up to meet Mobius's eyes, analysing him.

"Considering I've been defending you time and time again ever since you got here, I'd say the answer is plain and simple." He explained, his hurtful expression changed into something more neutral.

"Even after I betrayed you?"

"Even after you betrayed me." Mobious confirmed.

Loki was set back, and even possibly surprised that Mobius had much trust in him despite knowing everything about his past and future. Was he feeling guilty for betraying him? Guilt had never been a feeling he felt before. It was a pointless feeling, what was done had been done. Guilt changed nothing but only made you pointlessly suffer for longer than necessary.

Loki gave it some thought, he kept his cold guard up despite it all.

"Then you're a fool."

A sad smile crossed Mobius's lips. "Yeah, maybe I am."

They fell silent in the large empty room, both trying to form something else to say. Loki knew this conversation would not work in his favour, not if Mobius's continued to disbelief him, could Loki possibly blame him for not believing him? The concept of trust was just as foreign to Loki as companionship was. He'd spent so long only trusting himself and relying on himself, wandering alone and pushing away the few remaining people that still cared for him. You could only push someone away so far till they no longer wish to keep trying to save you. And Loki has done exactly that. But why?

Guilt. Loki felt guilty for never appreciating those who did care for him. Still, it didn't change a thing. It was too late now.

Loki stood up, no longer being able to handle the drowning yet awkward silence.

"So what now?" Loki questioned, spreading out his arms out in annoyance.

Mobius smiled to himself at some inner thought he was having. "I don't know, Loki. You tell me." He said casually with ease. "Ready to tell the truth yet?"

Loki grumbled out an exasperated sigh. "I've told you the truth!”

"Okay, Loki, let's try something else; what caused the sudden nexus event on Lamantis-1?"

"How am I suppose to know? I was too busy trying to not get myself killed out there!" He began to pace slightly.

"You mean too busy flirting with yourself."

"No!" Loki protested. Mobius sat back comfortably and let out a laugh.

"And what's so funny?" Loki asked, his back turned away.

"You know, out of all the Lokis i've met, you're my favourite one so far." Mobious said.

Loki stopped his tracks, still facing away. "And I bet that you've said the same thing to all of them." He scoffed in amusement, hands on his hips.

"Feeling jealous?"

Loki rolled his eyes. "Would that surprise you? Considering you know so much about me." He turned around to face Mobius who still had that same smile on his face. "To answer your stupid question; no, I'm not jealous. I couldn't care less how many Lokis you've met."

"Wanna know why you're my favourite one?" He asked. Deep down, Loki was rather curious to know why, or craved to know why simply due to his pride of course or perhaps it was something more?

"No not really." Came his reply. Though Mobius knew that was a lie.

"Because you're so easy to rile up, I mean, look at you, all that pent up anger ready to pounce."

Loki turned away again, unimpressed by the answer but Mobius continued;

"Because unlike the rest, there's..how should I put it? A lot of depth to who you are. You're complex and unpredictable. But underneath all that mischief and chaos, there's a lot of pain too. Maybe we are more alike than we think."

Loki's shoulders slumped, still refusing to face Mobius like some child who did not wish to see the truth in front of him.

"You and I are nothing alike." Loki gritted his teeth, forcing his breathing to calm itself.

"Unlike you and Sylvie, I suppose?” Mobius said. This time, Loki turned around and went to sit back down.

"What's it to you? After all these years I've finally found someone who understands what it's like to to be me." He said defensively.

Understood what it was like to be alone. Though Loki refused to say that part out loud.

"Yeah, yourself." Mobius commented.

Loki chuckled as he stretched out his legs onto the table.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but do I sense a hint of jealousy from you?" Loki mused.

Mobius only laughed in response to Loki's idiotic analysis, he had no reason to respond to such an allegation. "Loki, feet off the table.” He said.

Loki stretched his legs out even more, resting his back down low into the chair. "Now look who's all riled up."

Their eyes clashed in some form of silent challenge. Mobius accepted the challenge as they both continued to stare into each other eyes, waiting for one of them to back down and accept defeat.

"Loki." Mobius warned, hand reaching for the tempad without breaking away. Loki placed his legs back down. So this was how it was going to end between them. "Alright, fine."

"Now, are you finally ready to tell me the truth?" Mobius asked for the finally time.

Loki blinked his eyes a few times. "You're in denial. You can't possibly tell me you've never doubted the TVA? Not even once?"

There was a brief pause. "No, not even once. There's never been a reason to doubt them."

"Not until now. Stop lying to yourself, Mobius. I'm trying to save you." But Mobius still held up his facade of smiles. Maybe now Loki could understand how alike they where, they had become delusional in their beliefs despite knowing something wasn't quite right. Loki believing he was a god destined to rule for all those years. He had to learn the hard way that it was only a bunch of lies he used to comfort himself from the painful reality.

"Alright, I think I've had enough. As you said earlier, our interests are no longer aligned." Mobius took the tempad and typed into it. A door shaped portal appeared.

The minute men entered the room to take hold of Loki, he did not fight back, there was no point. "You know, out of all the liars in this place and there are a great many, you're the biggest." Loki stood up, letting guards walk him towards the time loop.

"Why? 'Cause I lied about your girlfriend?"

"Oh, no. That I can respect. I mean, the lies you tell yourself."

Mobius narrowed his lips, not giving Loki the satisfaction of responding to him.

"Mobius, I thought we were friends." Loki tried at one last attempt.

"So did I, Loki, so did I." Mobius stood up from his seat taking his belongings with him and made his way towards the exit. Loki was escorted back into the portal.

Mobius paused, briefly turning his head to the side peering behind him at the empty space where the portal had now vanished.

He was alone once again.

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A/N: Obviously the 3 parts of the dialogue are towards the end are from the show

[kenichikrueger]

Last Night Kenichi with Patti Labelle @lifeball_official @cityhallvienna #lamantis #gottesanbeterin #mademynight #lifeball2018 #kenichi_666 #kenichiwa2018 #birgitmoertl (hier: Rathaus)

[nottskyler]

Moroni 1

This one does not fit as neatly in the queer lense perspective I outlined, but it gives me confidence in standing up for what is right in opposition to what is taught in Christ’s restored Church.

In this short chapter, Moroni recounts that the Lamanites are killing every Nephite that will not deny the Christ. When we read this, we just think about Moroni and his testimony and sure knowledge of our Savior Jesus Christ. We don’t think about what this really means on the larger scale.

I know I’ve always imagined the Church in Mormon-Moroni’s day to be a small group of very faithful people, but that is not what story this is telling. If there was a small band of true Christian followers in that time, I don’t think the Lamanties would know too much about it or be to upset about them. This means that the Nephites believed in Christ, the Nephites who were ripe enough for destruction that Mormon gave up having hope of redemption for.

Now we know from 4 Nephi 1:27 that “there were many Churches which professed to know the Christ, and yet they did deny the more parts of his gospel”. However, from the epistle of Mormon to his son Moroni about baptism for infants, we know that such doctrines were entering the true Church as well as being in the other Christian Churches. I think it is very interesting to note that there were a lot of Christians and they didn’t have faith (because if they had faith they would have miracles and gifts of the spirit and all the many other things that Moroni stated were done away in his time because of the unbelief of the children of men). 

I think it warns us that when religion becomes too much “the tradition of our fathers” instead of something that deeply and personally matters to us that we are in danger of being cast off. This means that the many wars between the Lamanites and Nephites were likely fought in the name of religion, though it was really about pride and reclaiming lands. But Moroni teaches us what we need to prevent ourselves from falling into that trap: charity, the pure love of Christ. With that we can turn something that appears to just be tradition into something personal that can actually save us. It’s also the piece that taught the children of Lehi to stop splintering into different tribes and to accept their queer siblings, but that was yesterday’s post. Be warned, you can believe in Christ without faith. You need charity to have your belief mean something.

[eypril-eypril]

i believe that fiction is a reflection of our society, and therefore edward’s behavior is problematic wether he’s a vampire or not. HOWEVER, i don’t really care. i love twilight unironically and i enjoy the problematic parts of it (except for the racism, that part is not fun). 

i also enjoy listening to smeyer talk about her writing process. i like the way she views her characters and her world building, and i can very much see myself in it. i do think it’s legit to dislike her though. her faith has undoubtedly had a negative influence on the books, specifically when it comes to the racism. i mean, come on. lamanties are a thing in mormonism.

conclusion: i like twilight and i (kinda) like smeyer but i also enjoy the community that revolves around disliking them both 

Alrighty. Here’s an unpopular opinion but it’s mine and I feel worth sharing. I love Midnight Sun and I don’t think Edward Cullen is trash.

Is the book problematic and Edward unhealthy? Absolutely. But that’s the point right? We don’t read to find perfection, we read stories that remind me us of ourselves and places we want to get lost in. Cancel culture in fiction is so dangerous because we idolize fictional characters and then when they aren’t perfect, we shred them for having flaws. Am I saying we should ignore the problematic issues? No, they should be talked about and acknowledged, but that doesn’t mean we throw out an entire fandom or smear the author.

Also need I say that Edward is a VAMPIRE. As in a different SPECIES. So I don’t know where everyone gets off expecting him to behave or think like a human. His conflict with this monster inside him is a representation of the desire to do good and evil in all us. It’s metaphorical and an exaggeration of something we all do every day. It’s FICTIONAL. It’s a made up world, with made up rules. So why do we get all righteous about how poorly of a person he’s acting like?

My other problem with the Twilight Renaissance haters is Stephanie. People love to mock her for being Mormon or displaying traditional values in her books. Last time I checked, they’re her books and she can write about whatever she wants. I am not a Mormon, and I don’t condone the racism and misogyny that has been an issue, but disagreeing with someone doesn’t give you the right to use their religion or their past as an excuse to cancel their art. Midnight Sun wasn’t written differently from Twilight because it’s the same book from a different POV. If she changed all the things to please everyone mad at her, it would be a different book and defeat the purpose of what she wanted to give everyone.

Fictional characters are allowed to make mistakes because you make them every day. So please get off your high horse cancel culture tornado and either appreciate the art for what it is and acknowledge the unhealth and apply it to your own life, or find something else to spend your time on.

In conclusion, Edward and Bella are horridly co-dependent and both need serious therapy. But they are also loving, brave, strong, and for the other person, and are just trying to figure it out. I’d love for one person to tell me they’ve never royally screwed up in the name of love.

[luigicassandra]

#Repost @climatesavemovement ・・・ Nel 2005, la Florida ha dichiarato novembre come Manatee Awareness Month. Novembre è stato scelto perché questo è il periodo dell'anno in cui iniziano a cercare acque calde a cui migrare man mano che cambiano le stagioni. Il mese manatee Awareness è stato creato per sensibilizzare i molti pericoli che li intasano. Questi includono la collisione con barche ed eliche, il cambiamento climatico, l'interferenza umana, le reti da pesca fantasma, il degrado dell'Oceano e molti altri pericoli. Anche se i lamanti sono spesso chiamati mucche di mare, in realtà condividono un antenato comune con gli elefanti. La loro pelle è molto spessa e rugosa come un elefante ed entrambi hanno zanne e denti simili, piatti per schiacciare la vegetazione. Molti di questi fattori sono il motivo per cui gli esperti hanno stimato che i lamanti potrebbero perdere un terzo della loro popolazione nei prossimi due decenni e sono considerati vulnerabili (di fronte a un alto rischio di estinzione in natura) dalla lista rossa delle specie in via di estinzione della IUCN. È possibile celebrare il mese di Manatee Awareness sostenendo organizzazioni come @seashepherd e @defendersofwildlife per proteggere l'habitat oceanico e la fauna marina. È inoltre possibile "adottare" un la lama attraverso il @savethemanateeclub che funziona specificamente per conservarli. #ManateeAwarenessMonth #november #manatee #seacow #elephant #extinction #endanagered #climatechange #animalsarenotours #vegan #friendnotfood #govegan #rispettoeprotezioneperognispecieanimale🐵🦁🐯🐱🐶🐺🐻🐨🐼🐹🐭🐰🦊🐮🐷🐗🐴🐸🐲🦎🐉🐢🐊🐍🐁🐀🐇🐈🐩🐕🐅🐆🐎🐖🐄🐂🐃🐏🐑🐐🦌🐘🦏🐒🦍🐪🐫🐿️🦇🐓🐔🐣🐤🐥🐦🦉🦅🕊️🦃🦆🐧🦈🐬🐋🐳🐟🐠🐡🦐🦀🦑🐙🦂🕷️🐌🐜🐚🕸️🐝🐞🦋🐛🐾♥️🇮🇹 https://www.instagram.com/p/CHeu4jFhwkv/?igshid=1lwphzruxjd0x

[originaljediinjeans]

Me: k, it's time for scripture study!

Me: *opens the book to Mormon chapter 4, in which the Nephites are wicked and bloodthirsty and fighting an awful war with the Lamanties*

Me: Why am I doing this?

[bytemycupcakes]

SOMONE POINTED OUT I FORGOT CHARUN

Fuck

Okay olive part two: konyyl lamanti, boldir goezee, charun okimaw, polypa krojib

Cursed (?) Thought: a swap au for hiveswap… Not just any normal swap though…

Each caste is swapped within itself

Indigo for example: Nihkee Xigisi, Galekh codakk, Amisia Moolah, Zebruh erdehn

The part that makes this cursed is Galekh switching with Zebruh tbh

The twins count as a single person here so purples would be-

Baizli and Barzum pierot, marvus maenad, chahut xoloto, karako soleil (id like to mix it up a bit more but it’d feel very weird to do so)

Or the twins could be seperate, giving marvus and chahut soleil, baizli xoloto, barzum pierot, and karako maenad

Also weird but the clowns get confusin with the twins tbh-

Ceruleans: Remele carmia, mallek namaaq, ?????? adalov (using elwurd as her last name) , and Ardata Elwurd

Jades: wanshi jonjet, daraya ursama, lanque skalbi, bronya bombyx, lynera adyata

Teal: Tirona sezyat, tegiri gorjek, tagora entyyk, tyzias kasund, stelsa Kalbur

Olive: konyyl lamati, polypa okimaw, boldir goezee

Yellow: azdaja tongva, kuprum knelax, zebede darane, folykl maxlol

Bronze: Vikare roixmr, tetrarch chixie, skylla ratitie, dammek roixmr

Rust: xefros velyes, fozzer xicali, diemen houtek, marsti titroh

I would love to switch trizza with someone- shed switch with a violet if we had one tbh

Joey and jude are switched so we have jude claire and joey harley

Idk what im gonna do with all of this tbh

I only meant to write down the blues

[kenichikrueger]

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