#love this freaky grub

[artsy-imogen]

✩ bug boi bug boi !🗣️🐞

[crabussy]

are you a moth enjoyer?

YES. very much so I love those freaky beasts

as a kiwi I'm biased but one of my favourites has to be the pūriri moth!! they're endemic to Te Ika-a-Māui, Aotearoa, and they're gorgeous and the greenest things ever

the larvae live for roughly 6 years before metamorphosing, and spend most of their time burrowing in trees such as the pūriri tree. I got to see a mature pūriri tree when I visited the bird sanctuary island tiritiri matangi in december and it had so many pockmarks from pūriri moth grubs!! super cool to see [: love these beasts

[bandtrees]

i already sent you a character but i wanna send another one. tell me about Oliver

YAERSSE!! SEND ME A CHARACTER!!

Sexuality Headcanon: romance-repulsed, aroallo, gay :] i am very fond of aro oliver - he seems to be the one of the datables with the most hangups on using specifically romantic terminology and i believe in my heart of hearts, when oliver figures out this is an option for him, him and gingi instead have some qpp-adjacent swag going on where they come up with increasingly absurd nonromatic ways to refer to eachother. gingi's like Ok i got it. You're my Grub. and oliver's like HEY IF ANYTHING YOURE MY GRUB. YOURE THE SLIMY ONE and gingi's like Oliveman i have seen the inside of that theater its the moistest place on the planet

Gender Headcanon: trans guy :] might fuss around with neopronouns and the like if he knew of em

A ship I have with said character: well i already went on an oliver/gingi spiel but i do really like it lolol. they mesh together really well - they have a really fun dynamic with gingi being the one to take on the straight-man role from time to time because oliver can just be that weird. there is nothing that delights me more than seeing my friends play dialtown for the first time, meet oliver, and realize OH HE'S FREAKY FREAKY.

A BROTP I have with said character: do you know how happy it makes me that him and god canonically hang out? very happy.

A NOTP I have with said character: i'm not really an olandy guy, at least not in the way the fandom popularly portrays it :'] i don't hate it - it's just not my thing and i am extraordinarily picky about it. i had a concept once for an olandy fic, specifically post-fuckfacev2 ending, that would've been about building yourself up from rock bottom and whatnot, but i haven't found a place where i'm super happy with it lol.

A random headcanon: we know he likes mockbusters in general but i love imagining he really likes dingo pictures especially

General Opinion over said character: it's hard for me to pin my "favorite" dialtown character, especially where the datables are concerned, because my top favs i reckon most people associate with me arent any of the datables - but oliver's my favorite of the datables 100%. i really really like him, and i remember being really touched by his route when i saw it for the first time. i've done a lot of analysis and the like of him for [REDACTED SPECIAL SECRET PROJECTS] and he's a character i found myself relating to a lot more than i thought i would (same name aside lol) as someone who's ruled by empathy and what he thinks is right for others even if it isn't - he's unique in the dialtown cast in that he's already a guy who has a lot of his shit together and most of his issues read to me as more of either "already-resolved past problems, or undercurrents that aren't really relevant to his arc as a whole"(ie. his insecurities you can see pop up sometimes- he's someone who knows he's weird and accepts it wholeheartedly but when it comes to people he wants to actively impress he becomes more reserved, which i find super fun). his flaws aren't as in-your-face as the other characters', but they are there, just gotta dig to analyze him more and i find it really rewarding to do so. i like him a lot!!!!!!

i drew him with my left hand once

[crustaceanchauffeur]

OFF CASTE BLOOD COLORS

What is good my mutie crew!? it's your number one old planetary post ban from the Warren coming at you live!

This wipe we're talking BLOOD- The definin' trait of the offcaste, your blood's weird, wet, wacky, and WILD! Be it unrecognizable like our's truly Kankrizzle the Suffering Signless, blurring the hemospectrum like y'all sicknasty cuspies, or switching teams involun T-A-R-L to the Y style like yall funkilicious chromatic transition fellas out there.

So! Blood! You got it in your noodles! You paint it in your doodles! Get a lil freaky you can bake it in your strudels! We all know the 'leven on the spectrum but what about this off-caste biz? What funky hues in your shoes? Now lets get this flow started by covering them SICK base Sics.

The Leven ! You know em, you love em, statistically speakin you probably are one! Its no news to hues that burg through feu...rg.. fuchsieurg... Yeah. We got Burgundy, Bronze, Gold, Ollie, Jade, Teal, Cerulean, Cobalt, Purple, Violet, and the biggie Fuchsieurg. Nothin too inchwrestling in there, unless youve been livin deeper under a rock than even ol me. Naw- What gets you wakin' up are the Cuspies.

Is it hard to tell if you're green or blue? You look one caste in one light and another in another? You got traits of two neighboring castes? You migh' be a Cusp! Now bein' a cusp makes you just as illegal as any offcaste- you just have an easier time blending yourself right on in when y' bloods getten up all close n personal with two a the big eleven.

A good friend of mine- big goldie- real weird blood, real charmer- Now they has a theory goin' up n on that the hemospectrudle is straight up pseudoscience- a real artificial constraint keepin us down- an they think cusps are the numero uno proof. They gave me a counter argument though- real nitpicker, they- that maybe if the hemospectrum is the baseline natural order of thing an thangs and yall cuspies out there are how our spectacular spectrum bleeds together! Give that theory nuff time and hypothetically, the hemospectrum falls either way. Grub for thought I say, that that big oll order falls apart even when let live long and lone.

Some o' th weirder hemo schemos tcha girls beheldos come from what i've been told are called 'chimera,' or eggsplice for th rest o us. The eye to the dios mio es that when all yall of us are all up in big momma G, sometimes we eggy fellas get all mashed up into eachother, an some freaky stuff can hap to the gubabies. Most o the toast one o yalls prelarvas hot lava gets straight up consumed by the other. Not in a blood and food noodles way, but in a needlecritter way, slurpin' up all that good M the Grub Juise an remelting they egg pardner.

This ain' all th time though, sometimes them goopy lil gups get all globby and glue them gushers all gup and gover themgelves, getting gall gestalt and ghiit. This makes one grubtastic eggy with one itty bitty bippy in there with th amino springs o two. Two coexistin' sets jus all up in there harmonious and livin'. This makes some real strange blood and bod combos, on one prong yall can be real up there with the extra huskbits, Arms +1, +2, +3, eyes 100, thats what i call a netcritter-troll. On that otha prong yalls can be straight up indistinguishable from a typicolor grayguy. All depends how creative Momma G got mixing them gups. Supes easy be mistaken for cusphood, muddy blood hues, and blurs.

If your blood looks jus a tad diffrent depining on the limb it calls hive, might be that your crafting recipes a liiitle more diverse than you expect. Not even too many items got a good splanation for you there. And don't think you on-ies are free from splicehood, same caste chimera are a lit bit rarer an a lotta botta stealthier. Chimerahood don't just happen in duos either i hear from the big blue boy, this battle bus can be droppin' with player counts upwards of a whole clutch!

Somethin' thats right up there wit it, the nearhue of the caste mixing filial thicket is those hues that slide from one to two! Thats right yall, changing colors aint just for the ambitious goldies, mad scientists, and dyschromic! Sometimes that sweet slimey bod gets all gunkled up in the sack an apostrophe 'tivates too many acts and yall's amino springs get bouncin' out with a few too many hues! That big ol goldie i mentioned? Yeah his sizzlin sign assigned at pupation? Sagrist. When my man was pupa pan he had two horns straight like spears yet when he got just a lil past when he dodged that big ol fishies order to the borders, they crown was a straight four prong. Mothergrub's orb his prongs split and to this day like a goldie in gray my ashblood bud got a crown like an archecutioner pailed the helmsman. In all my ways an all my days for some U Enty K own reason, blue->au do be real common hue by comparizzle to the average drizzle- I seen three- Achievement get! Not countin' those with some lineated blood apostrophe lations that is.

...

Now tchagrillmaster turned that raw dogg right over and that underside real crispy flesh-carapace-o-tha-point fell right on down t' the smoulderin' smoulderclumps clumped down in the flames, an my pans slipped like y' ancient ancestor down a flight a terraced platform risers. In other words, topic do be switchmaxxing.

Now back round to big graygreen goldie, now I happen to know this tall dark and hornsome fella- real big troll- COVERED in horns all up like a grub got they candied maize picked pre pupate style cranked up a few times. Now when I met this bristly endertroll he wasn' pickin up cubes an zorpin, he was gettin' my good dehornin' friend to zaw right through one o' those big boney boys 'been blockin' his beautiful bulbs, an this cut was a deep cut- hornbeds byebye- blood 'n all an' yall never guess what color a paint this fellas had in his cellas.

Pitch at first second and third sight- cause that blood ain't changin'- color of hate so pure and true, straight up gravity-black oilstyle six ways from nubsday. Straight up color of the tyrant himself! Checked it out and 'was truly id to the cull. Splains the spikes now, dont it?

Now from the stealthy cuspie to the pitch black bloodbrother, Yall know some a the wonderful ways our hues do play.

The overdue yellow-green hue: Oftcas out.

[cthonicascendant]

Questions 41-50 of ye olde question list~

Typing quirks and all caps below the cut.

41. Do you have a Headspace (if not, is there a reason)? «sort...of...? there's the helm (main fronting area), and then there is the rest of headspace, but we have aphantasia and are monoconscious median sooo it's complicated, as you will see.» - crow

IF YOU ASK ME, CROW'S MAKING A BIG DEAL OUT OF NOTHING. A MINDSCAPE'S A MINDSCAPE, AND JUST BECAUSE SEY CAN'T REALLY PERCEIVE IT DOESN'T MEAN IT DOESN'T EXIST OR IS "COMPLICATED". -BILL

42. What does your Headspace look like? «...you know what, i'm just gonna let mr shouty here do the talking, since apparently *he* can perceive headspace.» - crow

THE HELM IS THE COOLEST AREA BY FAR. IT'S BASICALLY A LIVING ROOM, AND BY THAT I MEAN THE ROOM ITSELF IS ALIVE! THERE'S THESE FREAKY TENTACLE THINGS CONNECTED TO A RIG THAT THESE SUCKERS HAVE TO USE TO CONTROL THE BODY, THE CEILING IS ORGANIC, MEMORY ACCESS IS DONE VIA LITERAL GRUBS. I LOVE IT UP HERE!

THE REST OF HEADSPACE IS BORING OLD SMALL TOWN, USA, AND I'M NOT ALLOWED TO MAKE IT MORE FUN BECAUSE THAT COULD POSSIBLY SCARE GRUB AND WELLSY IS A SPOILSPORT. WHAT CHILD DOESN'T LOVE FLYING EYEBALLS? - BILL

43. How do Members look like in Headspace? (example: Cartoony, Foggy, Realistic, ...) vve all look reali5tic for the mo5t part but a fevv of u5 can change our appearance or dont nece55arily 5ub5cribe to thi5 reality5 notion a reali5m in the fir5t place if that make5 5en5e - Void5ong

44. Is there a reason why the Headspace looks the way it looks? im pretty 5ure the biotech in the helm i5 the influence a all of u5 troll5 othervvi5e grub an harry take care a the re5t a head5pace 5o it5 vvhateVer they like or think i5 be5t - Void5ong

45. Is it easy for you to enter Headspace? alright 5o crovv and i cant do it Very ea5ily at all the other troll5 mo5tly find it ea5y glitch prefer5 to 5tay in the helm 5o i couldnt tell you hovv hard a time it ha5 goin into head5pace grub ha5 an ea5y time enterin head5pace but a difficult time enterin the helm harry find5 it ea5y both vvay5 - Void5ong

AND I PROBABLY HAVE THE EASIEST TIME OF ALL! YOU CAN'T SEE IT, BUT I'M POPPING BETWEEN THE HELM AND THE MINDSCAPE AS I SPEAK! - BILL

you look like a fuckin 5trobe light doin that cut it out vve already got a headache - Void5ong

46. Do you remember what happened in Headspace when you switch into front? nope - Void5ong

«also no.» - crow

THE REST OF US CAN THOUGH! AHAHAHA! ... HEY! >D THAT WAS RUDE. - BILL

«you started it.» - crow

47. Does time in Headspace pass (and if yes, is it at the same speed as in real life)? «we're pretty sure it passes at the same rate as time in the outside world.» - crow

48. What is your favourite place in Headspace? «i don't remember headspace, so. idk.» - crow

THE HELM. - BILL

49. Are there "NPCs" within your Headspace? WE DON'T HAVE ANY AT THE MOMENT, BUT NOW YOU'VE GOT ME WONDERING IF I CAN MAKE ONE OR TWO. - BILL

«my only concern is that you might end up making us another headmate.» - crow

50. Are there any interesting fun facts about your Headspace?

IT CONTAINS A PORTAL TO ANOTHER DIMENSION, WHICH IS HOW ██████ GOT HERE. I'M TRYING TO CONVINCE HARRY TO TINKER WITH IT A BIT, MAYBE SEE IF WE CAN HOOK UP TO SOME OTHER DIMENSIONS - THERE'S A LOT OF THEM! - BUT HE SAYS NO, THAT'S DANGEROUS, WE DON'T KNOW WHAT WE'RE DEALING WITH. I SAY HE NEEDS TO LEARN TO LIVE A LITTLE! THE DANGER IS HALF THE FUN! - BILL

«please do not open a portal to the nightmare realm in my head, please and thank you. :) » - crow

[toxycodone]

Lmaoooo Kabru gives birth to weird little blue-eyed larvae that eventually grow a human body. Like a fucking Homestuck grub.

I think it would be really funny if they grew up to just look like a normal person. Insane ugly baby stage. Only thing that gives them away is the lack of a belly button.

-star anon

I am actually going to cry.

could u imagine Kabru having this as a child. how would he even react. my god??

I actually love the freaky thing grows up to become humanoid trope its awesome. poor kabru is like. dying. because sincerely brother what is this?? he looks back on his kid's former years and is like how are you normal

[the-oc-lass]

Nimona OC - Charlotte Swiftheart/Corova

Hey I had a weird and freaky thing happen today. I was trying to take a nap and was turned onto my right side, putting a bunch of pressure on it, and then my eyes and mouth started to twitch and I thought "huh, that's weird. I'm going to open my eyes and see how I feel" and then came to realize that hey, I can't fucking open my eyes, and I can't move my right side, and I just laid there trying to get my dad's attention from across the couch with only my left hand and the ability to move my mouth but not speak, and I thought to myself "come on. Just open your fucking eyes" and finally I did and I was completely fine.

But no, I don't think I had a stroke. I think it was a dream. A freaky dream, but a dream nonetheless. Anyway, this is why I don't take naps.

But enough of my traumatic nap, I have more content. ENJOY.

First, Previous, Next

Charlotte lightly kicks the door open, then she and Nimona drag Ballister over the threshold. They move him across the room, and Charlotte carefully deposits him on the couch. Once he's safely down, she sighs and rolls her shoulders, looking around.

"This place was so magical to me when I was a kid. Now it's just...Sad looking," she says, setting her hands on her hips. Nimona sighs.

"Yeah..." Charlotte looks over, watching Nimona's face morph into mischief. "But it doesn't have to be." Oh, Charlotte doesn't like that look.

"Nim, you just broke Ballister out of prison. You do not need to be going back in public right now," she says, an unimpressed look on her face as she crosses her arms. Nimona grins at her.

"I'll just be gone for, like, 30 minutes!" she says. Charlotte raises an eyebrow.

"Nim," she says, a warning in her voice. Nimona groans.

"Come on, Chari, don't be such a wet blanket," she says, but she's already backing toward the door. Charlotte blinks at her, unimpressed gaze unmoving.

"I'm serious, Nimona." Nimona cups a hand around her ear theatrically.

"What? Sorry, Chari, can't hear you! Be back later!" she says loudly, before turning and rushing out the door before Charlotte can stop her. The blonde sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose, then walks toward the door and closes it. The least she can do is clean up while Nimona is gone.

Just as she's finished neatly setting Ballister's armor aside and has covered him with a blanket, Nimona bursts through the door.

"I've got the stuff!" she declares, carrying in two bags in her arms, and another with the tail emerging from behind her. Charlotte raises an eyebrow at her as she looks at all of the bags.

"And how did you-" She cuts herself off, then sighs. "Never mind, I don't want to know. What did you buy, Nim?" Nimona proudly sets her haul on the coffee table by the couch, starting to unload it as she talks.

"I got some super metal decorations for the lair, some grub because boss's fridge is empty, and...oh, look at this!" Nimona proudly holds up a box to show it to Charlotte, and Charlotte smiles as she realizes it's a board game. Not just any board game, though. World Domination. She remembers playing it with Ballister and Ambrosius when they were kids. Ballister always liked the game, but she can now admit that she and Ambrosius were extremely sore losers. Must be a Goldenloin thing.

"Looks like a good way to pass the time while you two hide from every knight in the kingdom," she says. Nimona blows a raspberry and sets the game aside.

"We're not hiding. We're plotting," she says. She suddenly pulls some papers out of one of the bags. "Speaking of, I got some stuff to update the murder wall!"

"I sincerely doubt that Ballister has a murder wall, Nim." Nimona scoffs.

"Whatever. Do you want to help decorate or not?" she asks. Charlotte glances around the very dull, sad looking hideout, then down at Ballister. He's probably going to be unconscious for a while. Finally, she sighs.

"Alright, what the hell? Where do you want to start?" she asks.

2/?

Lovely tagged people:

@ammonitetheseaserpent @perfectkittystranger @madlad06 @xxlunadrawsstuffxx

[forensic420]

I don’t know if your taking requests but if you are could u share some Creepypasta smut headcannons ? Thx 🎀

you ask and you shall receive

creepypasta smut headcannons

tim is def into that 70’s style of porn, he’s into the 70’s in general. staying up late and jerking off to 1978 shitty quality porn is his specialty

hoodie is packing mad heat don’t even try to say other wise 🫠

ej is a total menace. i bet he has so much pent up horniness from being in that stupid little medical room all day

ej acts like he’s in heat all the time. just rutting and humping any thing in his sight

im a firm believer jeff is a chronic horn dog. he’s always talking about him hooking up with some hooker or some brutal sex scene he saw in a movie

maksy is into some super freaky shit. degrading, bdsm, fear, yada yada

toby jerks off while looking in the mirror

jane wins squirting contests

jeff loves doing that thing where he makes a v with his fingers and darts his tongue left and tight

hoodie will keep probs keep his mask on during sex. he thinks it adds dominance

masky loves smearing spit across faces (and makeup if u wear it)

i think hoodie is the head god. guy grubs down

[polythremed]

wheres the essay op i want whitsun bugs

there might not have been an essay before, but there is now! bugs and inverts are hugely overlooked. however, the victorians loved insects! they were huge inspirations in art, shells were used in fashion, so what would be more vogue than a giant bug for a pet?

(Punch, September 29, 1877)

the bulk of this talk will be under the cut but tl;dr is that arachnids still offer a lot of potential, beetles and moths live in the neath and were popular at the time, and there are a lot of lesser-known bugs that fit fallen london

also cw for bug images because there’s a lot of them beyond here, this is for people with good taste only

firstly: arachnids

FL has a lot of arachnids and this year’s whitsun saw the introduction of a squirrel with a scorpion tail! i think it’s a fun design personally, but arachnid companions are Not obsolete. the most relevant arachnids are crabs, and crabs are more varied than you might think!

(image by abc.net.au)

the yeti crab was the first crab to come to mind, related to hermit crabs and living in hydrothermal vents in the deep ocean. it means we’ve got another underground beast, and could you imagine this as a spired crab? it could be the product of shapeling arts, and the yeti crab’s famously hairy arms have the potential to be used as arm warmers or 1890s uggs for the discerning londoner!

there’s also the japanese giant spider crab, which might be more lanky than it’s neathy angler crab cousins, but look at those legs! how big do you think it is? how about taller than the average person?

you have to understand how badly i want to be this man they also inhabit vents near the bottom of the ocean (the crabs, not this man), they’re omnivores and one specimen’s measured in at 3.8 metres (12ft) across its outstretched legs! it’d probably be a dreaded companion by the sheer size of it, but imagine the walking sticks you could get from those legs

arrowhead crabs and horseshoe crabs are also runners up for this!

mites also came to mind, being small arachnids- the mite above is an adult female tea mite, and not much is known about mites! they’re primitive but have a terrible reputation, and FBG have shone the spotlight on other unloved creatures in the past. there’s also Caveat Emptor which tells us that the bazaar has parasites which are probably like mites? you could have your own romance vampire, surely nothing could go wrong

and if you’ve come here for spiders, how about the pelican spider? with a pelican-like head, pelican spiders prey exclusively on other spiders! isn’t that a fun way to counter sorrow spider infestations? introducing new species is a good thing, right?

higher tiers of this companion could start to own the whole pelican thing. i’ve seen monster designs of spiders with human heads but never a spider with a pelican head!

(image by me)

all he needs is some love and spiders

close arachnid contenders that i want to mention before this whole post is made up of eight-legged companions: camel spiders, harvestmen, and whip scorpions!

secondly: beetles

as john b. s. haldane once said, “god has an inordinate fondness for beetles”. and he’s right because there are more known species of beetle than types of mammal

in fact, the victorians fucking loved beetles (and butterflies but we’ll get to that)

we have phosphorescent scarabs as luminosity items and a few mentions of beetles in airs texts and in sunless sea, the latter where a beetle has been eating through your ship’s supplies. being from england, i have a vague idea of what sort of beetles would end up in london!

there are still stag beetles, rove beetles, and even cardinal beetles, but these by themselves might feel pretty basic. they’d be good t1 companions, but why not have a companion that’s a whole insect keeping setup? there’s even some colourful beauties like the scarlet malachite beetle which are now incredibly endangered

but if you want something Huge and Large and easily convertible into a fashion accessory, hercules beetles have a lot of potential! horns that can be used for knives in dockside brawls, or you could take most of the bug features and place them on a furry animal like a guinea pig since seas already gave us the guinea page

these beetles could also add diversity for the phosphorescent scarabs- and speaking of phosphorescent beetles, why not look to fireflies? they aren’t fire and nor are they flies, but to carry on with FBG’s habit of “slapping animals together to see what happens”, you could easily make something with the features of a firefly larvae

or you could take the even more interesting approach of having a grub the size of a cat, for example. hercules beetles have some of the largest larvae and the feast of the rose gave us maggots, so why not have one of these babies but the size of a cat? and glowing? they’re a possible light source that might make you more bizarre or respectable

a close runner up that i wanted to mention was diving beetles and how freaky they can get if they’ve adapted to the zee but the sabretooth longhorn beetle is going to close this segment as an embodiment of a dangerous and respectable companion- it already looks like it’s been carved out of wood! i think a carved polythreme beetle would be incredible

(see also: bombardier beetles, weevils, oil beetles, tiger beetles, harlequin beetles, trilobite beetles, and giraffe weevils!)

moths, and less commonly found underground, butterflies

another love of the victorians: butterflies!

butterflies are basically moths by a different name (there are way more moths than butterflies) and we do have canon dreams where a frostmoth the size of your head appears in your window, and wouldn’t that be useful for hunting in parabola? much like the beetles, there’s a lot of diversity that can be explored especially if we add shapeling arts

white plume moths are also found in the UK and just look at those wings

we can have a usual approach of adding the wings to something else, like a particularly unlucky bat, or just have something bizarre with the moth itself! more eyes? more eyes has been a common theme lately, or you can combine an insect with an arachnid and give it whip scorpion hands

these wings would be one hell of a decoration because white plume moths are considered to be micromoths

on the other end of the spectrum and taking the role of a respectable companion, the white witch moth is considered to be one of the largest insects on earth because of its wingspan! maybe they’re a more risky cousin of the frostmoth, maybe you could turn the markings on these wings into shifting sigils? don’t set your moths on fire

(image by Acrocynus)

white witch moths themselves have a lot of diversity while cup moths are another contender for an animal you could combine with another animal

(image by itchydogimages)

why not add the tail of a squirrel to this one? or a scorpion’s tail? a lion? with enough of these, you could end up with a very striking tawny coat. this thing is the embodiment of being neathproofed. even if they’re opposites of frostmoths and are associated with embers because of it, or if the tail is closer to being a candle!

moths are also good at mimicking in order to defend themselves, which is why you see so many moths and butterflies with eye patterns on their wings. birds hate eyes so much so there’s room for some real eyes on your brand new butterfly or moth companion

but some moths also mimic snakes, so for any fingerking fans out there: behold the atlas moth

this is such a mithridacy companion. can you imagine the t3 version of this where the snake heads are alive? we have a two-headed terror bird, so why not snakes on a moth? there’s even jokes to be made about one head telling truths and another telling lies, maybe the only head that could tell you the difference is the moths!

for butterflies themselves, we have butterflies that drink the tears of alligators and tortoises- so melancholy butterflies that only appear to feed on lacre? (and they might not be butterflies down here, you might’ve already mistaken a day-flying moth for a butterfly, not that the difference matters for much in the neath)

another strong mention is vampire moths if we’re carrying on the theme of insects drinking odd things, but a vampire moth with bat wings could be wonderful at ruining the lives of taxonomists

luna moths are also massive and could be more fitting now that we know who the creditor is, and that whitsun is talking so much about the bazaar and the masters

other lesser-known but interesting insects

we don’t entirely need to cover bees and wasps but it would be nice to have a piece of media showing wasps in a way that doesn’t present them as evil, but wasps could wait until hell is really significant again since wasps and bees are incredibly cool cousins. and thread waisted wasps!

(image by Bev Wigney)

get a load of that! these don’t even have the ability to sting humans, what would a thread waisted wasp-themed spindlewolf look like? how much shadowy with something with these colours give you? imagine the corsets inspired by these things

assassin bugs are another dangerous option considering how good they are at hunting other insects, and the neath wouldn’t be complete without more creatures that burrow underground and can find themselves in this weird cavern

(image by Fir0002)

their forearms are specifically developed to dig! perhaps they can dig through a rival’s belongings, or perhaps you can fashion their claws into brass knuckles or a belt buckle?

(image by faraaz abdool)

another fashionable, lesser-known invert is the velvet worm! we have plenty of slugs in fallen london, but you know what they’re lacking? legs

about 200 species of velvet worms have been described and they’re already quite rare! they all fall under the onychophora name and there isn’t anything else like them. you could easily have some persuasive with this, or if you turn it into a stole that can hold however many hands you want!

(image by docj96)

also, thrips! i found out about these today and apparently you’re likely to hear about them if you’re into gardening. sometimes they have crab claws for forelegs, so hey- more bazaar similarities! they have an interesting method of flight (clapping their wings together) but this might not bee too impactful unless you want a novel way to raise your investigating

flies are also criminally underrated, but i couldn’t tell you how many flies live in fallen london. stalk-eyed flies, however, are gorgeous things that would work so well as t2 companions! you could even go all out with a horsefly taking on attributes of an actual horse

(image by minden pictures)

the stalk eyed fly sees you five minutes before you can see it

there are genuinely so many more that come to mind (even neathy types of mantis- orchid mantids that have adapted to blend in with mushrooms! imagine!) but a good way to finish this off is with a love story

there are centipedes who will guard and hold their young close to them! giant centipedes are protective mothers and you can get hundreds of companions in one- or perhaps just one companion who really misses her hundreds of kids. and they hold their eggs just as carefully whilst waiting for them to hatch!

isn’t that a good love story? there’s a lot you can combine this with, but i’ve spent most of today writing this one! do with these creatures what you will, i definitely enjoyed talking about neathy possibilities for insects!

(bogleech also has a fantastic article on insects that should be used as the basis for pokemon designs, if you want even more out there bugs be sure to look here)

[violetnotez]

hiii!! congrats first of all omg uwu i would love a match up if that’s ok. i’m 17, 4’10, & a straight female. virgo + dark brown hair. my fav color is purple & im a mix between shy & outgoing. i game a lot, write, draw, & cook! i’m an ambivert + biggest pet peeve would have to be loud/obnoxious people :> top 3 would be: shinsou, shigaraki, & tokoyami. sorry this is so long :c you can pick which matchup you’d like to do based on availability/time. i love ur work & congratulations once again

Omg no babes this is perfect and thank you for liking my stuff 👉🏼👈🏼🥺!!!!! Alrightie I think I ship you with....

Shinso!

You and Shinsou are lowkey adorable

You kinda are the couple that somehow just-match

Allllll the time

He’s wearing a grey shirt with jeans?Your wearing a grey shirt.

It’s almost freaky-like telepathic

Your heights are lowkey adorable-cause way up at 5’9”

Perfect for hugs cause your head just fits in his chest 🥺🥺🥺🥺

YOU GOT PURPLE HAIR

YALL are meant for each other just sayin 😭

Shinsou would probabaly be a pretty avid gamer, so you guys would always be staying up playing video games

He don’t sleep obviouslyyyyy

It’s cute tho if you guys play like a horror game, cause you’ll be be sitting in Shinso’s lap, hiding yourself in a blanket as you play

He’ll make fun of you even if you flinch the slightest,

“Cmon kitten I thought you said you wouldn’t get scared,”

MAKE THIS MAN FOOD

After he’s done training or having a late night snack, he’ll always go to you for some grub

Imagine early morning breakfasts, with him super tired from coming out of bed and wrapping his hands around your waist as your making food UGH MA HEART 🥺💕

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ

This is for my 2k Celebration! Look at this post if ya wanna matchup! 💕🥰

[scoobydoominuscoobydoo]

You’re making my typical me break my typical rules...

FF.Net & AO3 

   Surprisingly, Daphne can still look Shaggy in the eyes after it happens - after the gravity of their actions sets in and they realize just how not okay it is. And Daph suddenly understands that in any context, what she did wasn’t a good idea at all; no matter how distraught she was in that moment. To think the glow of hallucinogenic fire would have such dormant feelings burst out the front of her mind and turn the pit in her stomach to a full-blown vortex.

    Rational or not, Daphne’s feelings for Fred are still there, and those feelings have been shown to do dangerous things to her. Things that force her heart-rate to double in speed and push her through the Gothic halls of a forgotten library.

   When she is brought back to reality by the eerie crackle of the fire just inches away from her, Daphne is stunned to see the man whom she was supposed to be embracing staring down at her in shock. And when she goes to inspect the person that has their arms wrapped around her, she is met with equally shocked brown eyes.

    Several days are dedicated to damage control from both parties - Shaggy attempting to calm the fires of his overly-protective canine as well as the almost constant teasing Velma sends his way. Daph spends all of her free time trying to calm the black hole in her gut that keeps reminding her that she loves Fred Jones, because it’s starting to hurt. When she’s not doing that, Daphne is usually trying to sustain Freddie’s ego, continually assuring him that both her and Shag weren’t right in the head when it happened. It was taking a while but he was slowly beginning to believe her.

   Everything was actually returning to a state of normalcy, at least the sort of things that are considered normal in the life of Daphne Blake. Any mention of the incident seemed to become a taboo subject among the gang and Velma had at the very least become bored of the discomfort Shag showed when she brought it up.

    Daphne had persuaded Fred to hide out in her house and away from family drama and was certainly relieved to have back on a regular showering schedule; now that the hole in her stomach pushed her to be as close to him as possible. 

    It had just been a simple afternoon - much simpler than most - the gang was relaxing by the pool at Daph’s house and keeping their minds occupied. There was no particular issue or drama circling the air that day, which was the only way they could remain so relaxed, Velma was resting under an umbrella and flipping through the various clues she had found at the library, Shaggy and Scooby had taken it upon themselves to provide a hearty feast, and Fred and Daphne were perched at the pool’s edge. Their hips were connected and all Daph could bring herself to do was count the small dots of bright pink granite that decorated the bottom of the pool.

   Indeed it was a quiet day, and these were the days the gang cherished most, where everything could go by slow and steady. And yet, Daphne was in an indescribable amount of pain, all of it coming from that damned vortex; her hands were clasped tightly in her lap because if she set them free then they could begin to tremble as if the whole world was vibrating.

    She wanted to blame it on hunger, that the amazing scents drifting her way from the outdoor kitchen were just reminding her that she had skipped dinner last night and breakfast that morning. But this couldn’t be chocked up to hunger pain, because this felt like a beam of fire and light was forcing itself through her guts and through her veins. It was bordering on unbearable but she didn’t dare give it away to Fred; out of fear that he’d disconnect from her. So long as she sat still and kept counting the dots, Daphne convinced herself the pain would pass.

    And that was when his voice sounded out, “Alright ladies and gentleman, like, come and get your grub!”

   She began to breathe in and out through her nose as she shot to her feet, disconnecting herself from Fred, and running passed her friends. Ignoring them shouting out to her, Daphne sped up the stairs and practically kicked open the doors that let her back into the house.

    Her vision had begun to blur around the edges as tunnel vision kicked in and her brain urged to keep searching for the thing she needed; placing both her hands over her mouth in hopes of keeping everything sealed in. Even though this was her own home and she had lived here since birth, she found herself rounding corner after corner with no success in achieving her goal. She almost gave in to the desire to fall down on her knees in defeat, but then for a split second the buzzing in her brain stopped and a clear silence replaced it. Daphne looked to her right and sure enough, behind an open door was a hot pink toilet with her name on it. Figuratively of course.

    Not even bothering to turn on the lights, Daph rushed in and grabbed either side of the toilet seat, and without a second to spare because all of that fire in her stomach had risen to the surface and was breaking loose. 

   The adrenaline of the moment was most likely preventing her from actually feeling the burning as it traveled up her throat and pushed over her tongue. She did feel the pain in her lungs from the forced coughing that came from upchucking anxiety, and that was far from pleasant to say the least.

   For a few minutes, Daph had made the decision to ignore the fact that her hair was draping over her ears and into the toilet bowl; it wasn’t like she could see much in the dark room with eyes clouded by tears. 

   That is, until the lights clicked on and she was forced to make out the carnage before her, hardly a pretty site to see your hair dipping in vomit; the same hair that was framing either side of her vision. But then she felt a slight tickle on her left ear and then noticed the hair being rescued from drowning in gastric acid. She would take the time to thank her rescuer but her body had yet to let her take a break from spewing fire.

    There was a gentle hand rubbing her back as she continued to cough up more fire and then take a second to breathe before the hacking returned. That cycle must’ve carried on for about seven or eight minutes before Daphne gasped out for air and found that once she had evened out her breathing, the fire didn’t force anything up.

   Her hero seemed to sense this as well because they’re voice sounded and Daph finally realized who it was, “Jesus Daph...like, you got a hair tie?”

    Daphne nodded solemnly and pulled one from her wrist, holding it out behind her and not tearing her eyes away from the toilet. The disaster looked less awful now that she wasn’t coughing and filling her eyes with salty tears. It was mostly clear, which she figured made sense since she hadn’t eaten anything in at least twelve hours.

    After her hair had been pulled back into a tight ponytail, Shaggy returned to rubbing her back. He didn’t ask any questions or try to break the ice, and Daph was thankful for that; she knew what she wanted to say to him, but it was taking quite a bit of effort to string together how she was gonna say it. After a long state of silence, Daphne finally let out a deep breath - she was ready to pour her heart out, “I remember everything from that night...”

   She heard him take in a deep breath as well, “Like, so do I...’ 

   The calmness in his voice was all the prompting Daph needed, “All I can think about it how if we had never stepped foot into that library... then- ..... then Fred would have been my first. Or better yet, I wouldn’t even be in love with him again.” She said that with a soft chuckle, although it was too callous to ease the tension in the room, “I-I don’t even know what to feel... my stomach hurts every time I think about us both being forced into that. And my stomach has been hurting all the time so I guess tells you where my head’s at.”

   Shag brought his hands up to her shoulders and Daph wondered if she had a sunburn there because the skin was incredibly warm. “I wish I could say that’s just an occupational hazard that, like, comes with the territory of messing with freaky stuff.... But this was never in the job description...”

   “No,” She feels her voice begin to quiver, “It wasn’t.” She turns around to face him and find that his hands are slightly quivering, “Shag, I don’t want what happened to change anything, we’re best friends and I don’t know what I’d do without you....” He smiles, but it’s a sad one; because he can see her biting her lip as she continues, “But, “ The words are too hard to say and I have to push them passed my teeth. Like verbal vomit.

   “Every time I look at you I- ... I just..... Remember kissing you a-and touching you. Feeling you.” her cheeks feel hot as the events flash through her mind for the millionth time and all of the looks he gave her that night with brown eyes replace any of the blue eyes that the firewood forced her to see.

   Shag looks down at his shaking hands and nods, “Me too...” He says, just above a whisper, and Daph doesn’t miss the crack in his voice. That small break is enough to tug a new emotion to the front of Daph’s thoughts. Anger. She lets out a frustrated groan before saying, “This isn’t fair! If anything was ever gonna happen between us.... this- ....This isn’t how I would’ve wanted it to go!” She noticed him flinch at that “If,” like the very idea of them being something outside of friends, far away from her very loud feelings for Fred, just completely terrified him.

   And as she lingered on it, she found it terrified her too.

   So she did something, something incredibly foolish, she wiped any trace of vomit from her mouth and chin on the back of her hand - she’d wash her hands later. And then, with no further warning, she grabbed onto the collar of his t-shirt and brought his chapped lips to rest on her’s.

   Her aim had been a bit off as she found herself kissing only his bottom lip rather than the full kiss she had wanted. And his nose was poking into her cheek leaving the whole experience to be far from glamorous. But God, her whole body was on fire, and it wasn’t the fire that had been burning through her throat just a few minutes ago. It wasn’t even the fire she felt when she had kissed Fred for the first time. No, this fire was brand new; coating her whole body in not just comforting warmth. This was a raging heat that was tearing through her, it was screaming out so many things to her and she had no clue how to process any of it. All of those things were shouting out and pulling on her leaving her with a singular thought. “More.”

   The was enough to send a yelp through her and she pulled away, but the fire was still there, just pulling on her.

   Those brown eyes looked down at her with what Daph wanted to say was awe. But with further inspection, she knew that it wasn’t awe she recognized - it was terror. And now Daphne knew she had made a mistake, one she could never go back on, one she couldn’t fix with a simple apology. She almost wanted to say something, anything, but was struck with fear as his brows furrowed and she realized, ‘Oh. He’s scowling at me. He’s angry with me.’

   All her words were gone as he stood up and left the room without saying a word. Daphne stayed there for a few minutes, trying her best to sob silently because no matter how much cold water she splashed on her face she found that the fire was still there and seemed to get stronger the more she thought about the kiss.

   “Daph?” All at once, the fire was gone, but in it’s stead - that vortex made it’s big comeback in her gut. Sniffling, Daphne could only convince one thought to stay in her mind, ‘This pain is better.’

    And with that, Daphne wiped her puffy, red eyes and walked into the willing embrace of Fred, who instantly showered her with a million questions. She didn’t answer a single one.

[theultimateegghead-blog]

Buggers, some creepy crawlies in video games!

Insects, love them or hate them, they are a part of live that almost everyone needs to deal with. Video games are no escape from this, as these critters have hooped, skittered and darted into many games. Also, even though they aren’t technically bugs, expect some eight-legged freaks to pop up as well. So grab your bug spray, grab your swatter, here are some insects in video games. Fair warning, if bugs really get to you, if seeing them can cause anxiety or panic, then skip this list. It’s ok I don’t blame you, bugs horrify me.

Bug type Pokemon (Pokemon) Bug type pokemon, there are too many to include just one. The bug type is realistically not that great of a type, it isn’t very strong and has many weaknesses. However, we have all had a bug type on our team before, they can be good early to mid-game, and even all the way to the champ if you know what your doing. They level up and evolve quickly and are some of the first pokemon you’ll encounter that can use status effect moves. Some bug types can actually be heavy hitters and worth the investment, and now there are even legendary bug types. So don’t put this typing down just cause it isn’t as strong as other types, bug types have a bit to offer! My personal favorite bug types by generation are… Beedrill, Scizor, Ninjask, Yanmega, Leaveany and good old Buzzwole.

The centipede (Centipede) One of the first bugs in video games, lets sing its praise. The centipede is simple, it crawls down the screen and the player have to shoot it into pieces before it reaches the bottom. The mushrooms will block your shot so you have to align them well to defeat the monster bug. Other than that it serves no lore or greater meaning behind its existence, its just a big centipede, simple as that.

Wigglers (Super Mario Bros) Wigglers are, more often than not, peaceful creatures that walk around in a state of ignorant bliss. They often wont react at all if jumped on and will continue on their merry way. Now if you jump on their head your in for a bad time, as they will fly into a rage and dash around in a crimson fury. It is often the best option to just avoid this creature if you don’t want to get hurt.

Caterkiller (Sonic Series) This is technically cheating since it’s a robot. The caterkiller takes on the form of a caterpillar and it just slowly moves along the ground. This creature is best to just avoid, since jumping on it often results in taking damage. The rule is to aim for the head and not any other part. In some games these things can be giant, reminiscent of a sandworm. Overall they are one of the most famous badniks in the Sonic series.

Flourescent Flower (Bloodborne) This beast is a horrifying eldritch abomination. It is a weird mixture of a plant, a centipede and a horrendous gaping maw. The creature has slow turning and is overall not to hard to defeat provided you are not standing in front of it. It attacks primarily with projectiles and can take quite a few hits to defeat. In the main game, they are rare enemies only appearing in one place that you will rarely revisit. They are more common however inside chalice dungeons.

Roolie (Bugdom) A nice little pill bug. This bug is the main character of the obscure yet cherished pc game Bugdom. Roolie must run, roll and kick his way through several levels in a quest to save his kingdom from an evil fire ant army. Roolie is a brave little bug who is up against tons of odd, including bruiser bees, horrifying spiders and even giant feet that want to crush him. However, he perseveres in his quest to save his kingdom and rescue the lady bug inhabitants.

Seltas Family (Monster Hunter) This monster family has two members, the standard Seltas and the queen. Lets cover the Seltas first. This relatively large monster is an airborne menace that likes to dart and fly out of range on the hunters weaponry. They have weak underbellies and are vulnerable to fire. The seltas will try to ram you with its horn, spit acid at you and swipe at you. If you managed to slay it, you can reap the rewards and make some armor. Now for the queen. The Seltas queen is always seen with a normal seltas, the queen is not airborne but can be carried by its underling. When alone she primarily fights with her tail and uses pheromones to call for help. These two make a deadly duo in combat.

Bugzzy (Kirby Series) A recurring mini boss in the Kirby Series. This martial artist beetle can grapple the pink puff ball with his massive pincers and slam him down or throw him. He can summon other bugs to help him if he cant grab Kirby himself. Inhaling him grants Kirby some new fighting moves, and in some games you can even convert him into an ally.

Zingers (Donkey Kong Country) One of the most common enemies in the Donkey Kong series. The Zingers are large wasp that are covered in spikes, due to these spikes they cannot be jumped on. The only way to defeat a Zinger is to throw something at it or have an animal friend dispatch it. They come in different colors, each one flies in a different pattern. They love to hover around barrels and can make barrel blast jumps tricky. What’s worse is that at one point you need to venture into one of their hives.

Giant Wasp (Earth Defense Force) These guys represent the horrors that is a wasp. Fast, aggressive and intimidatingly large. These wasp dart around at high speeds and shoot projectiles at you. Since they are airborne it can be a bit tricky to take them down, as they are quite mobile. They have a bit of health too and sometimes attack in swarms or in unison with other insects. Eventually you’ll come across giant metal versions that are even faster and more dangerous than before. These guys are among some of the most annoying enemies in insect Armageddon.

Queen Bee (Terraria) Deep in the underground jungle, you can find a beehive…Inside this beehive you can find an odd looking larvae, destroy it and prepare to meet the wrath of the queen bee. The queen bee is a very fast boss with a plethora of attacks. She has a good amount of health and the honey in the hive can hinder your movement. Do not try to fight this thing until your prepared and bring a ranged weapon! After you defeat her, you can revel in the spoils, as she drops some pretty good things. Also you get the witch doctor npc as a reward for slaying this giant bee.

Antlions (Half Life 2) Antlions are very aggressive creatures in the Half Life universe. They burrow under sandy areas and can react to surface tremors. Their nest are large and expansive. They come in five primary forms. The standard drone, which can attack in swarms, they have some flight capacity, so don’t think escaping will be easy. These drones are the most common. Next is the grey workers, they tend to not leave the nest and will spit acid at Gordan upon seeing him, they are physically weaker than the standard drone. The worm like grubs are defenseless and stick to the walls, ceiling and floors of the hive, waiting for the day they become a more capable threat. The red soldier is a ferocious large beast that is very aggressive and serves as a mini-boss of sorts, it can take a lot of punishment before going down. Finally the guardian is a soldier that guards the nest, it is very ferocious and very powerful and is best avoided.

Fire Ants (Fallout 3) The wasteland is full of nasties, these buggers are among some of the worst the waste has to offer. In Fallout three, they were born out of a twisted experiment that turned a colony of ants into giant fire breathing monsters. A nearby town was destroyed by this swarm of monsters and its up to the lone wanderer to clear the place out. These monsters are perceptive, fast and deadly. Since the quest that involves them appears early in the game they can be a brick wall that takes a while to overcome. So stay on your toes and keep your gun ready and steady. Beware, for this swarm has a queen…

Frostbite Spiders (Skyrim) Do you hate spiders? I hate spiders, they are freaky and just instantly cause panic in me. Video games know arachnophobia is a legit thing, and they cash in on this bad. Get ready for some spiders, starting with the frostbite spider. These spiders make their home in many caves and some outside areas in Skyrim. They can spit venom at their foes, and can ambush people from above if they dare venture into a spider infested area. These creatures can vary in size, with some being the size of a pig to others being the size of a small house! Fire spells dispatch them pretty quickly, they seem more resistant to cold, hence their name. Try to keep an eye out for these nasties when exploring the Rift, cause they tend to pop up there often.

Cave Spiders (Minecraft) Regular spiders are bad enough in Minecraft. Spiders can crawl up vertical walls, crawl under one block openings and have a dangerous jump attack. They don’t despawn during the day either, even though they cease being hostile in the daylight. The cave spider is everything that makes a spider bad and more. The cave spider is smaller and thus harder to hit, they can inflict deadly poison on you and they tend to come from spawners. They crawl towards you in narrow corridors filled with webs, now the webs only slow you down, not them. If you decide to go deep into a mine shaft in hopes of finding rare minerals or a fortress, be ready to fight these guys.

Black Tigers (Resident Evil) The Spencer Mansion and Raccoon city have a giant spider problem for sure, but one of the biggest of the bunch is the Black Tiger. This monster made its home underground and waits for unfortunate prey to stumble into its domain. It can spit acid and give a nasty bite… What’s worse is that it might have a buddy with it. After some shotgun blast to the face it will go belly up… And proceeds to spit out baby giant spiders, an arachnophobes nightmare.

Muffet (Undertale) Who said spiders couldn’t be cute? Or sell baked goods for that matter? Muffet is both of these. She initially appears at a bake sale, selling various pastries at extremely high prices. Normally a player will not buy these items. Later, the player is forced to battle her, as she was hired by Mettaton to take you out. During the battle she will trap you in her web and send her pets at you. Survive long enough and she will receive a telegram showcasing that you either supported the spider bake sale in the ruins, or you avoided stepping on any spiders. She will let you go after this ‘misunderstanding’ comes to a close. Alternatively, you can show her your love…but you wouldn’t do that, now would you?

Phantom (Devil May Cry) A big nasty from the Devil May Cry series. This demon takes on the form of a giant lava spider and attacks Dante numerous times. He serves as the first boss and is a challenging one at that. Later on, he will attack Dante and switch to a form similar to a scorpion. This spider is arrogant and boastful of its power but is squashed by Dante. In Devil May Cry 2, he comes back for a rematch. He presumably escaped the dark pit he was sent to, only to be sent falling back into it.

Skulltula (Zelda Series) The giant spiders of the Zelda series. These monsters have a skull like design on its back and are nasty creature to come face to face with. They vary in size, from the size of a turtle to the size of a human child. These baddies usually stay attached to walls or suspended on a vine. However they will craw around if need be and can entangle their foe. These guy’s shells are tough and most attacks to the front wont harm the bigger ones, their belly is their weak point, though arrows help too. There exist a rare golden variety capable of inflicting horrible curses upon the greedy.

The Stygian (Darksiders) Of course there was going to be a giant worm on the list. The Stygian is a colossal sand worm that can swallow War whole. Due to its tremendous speed and size, War must ride his horse to do combat with the creature. These monster serves as one of the bosses od the original Darksiders and would do battle with War in a massive arena. Initially its mouth is closed, but its mouth is its weak point so War will have to break it open, during the fight, smaller worms may come to assist it. Upon its defeat, War enters its body and rips out its oddly small heart.

Undeep (Lost Planet) From sand to Snow, the Undeep is a huge monster encountered in Lost Planet. It is fought relatively early in the game and serves as a warning to new players to choose their battles. This creature can be avoided, and it is recommended to do so. However, a skilled tactical player can take the beast down and revel in the victory. This worm is massive and can very easily crush the player under its mass. This worm would reappear in future installments as a boss as well, however in those games your more well suited to take it down.

Earthworm Jim (Earthworm Jim series) Not every worm is hungry for flesh and is the size of a football stadium! This groovy worm is simply put…just a normal cartoon earthworm. What makes him special is his state of the art space suit. Armed with a energy gun, Jim makes his way through many crazy levels, avoiding deadly traps and fighting colorful villains in order to rescue Princess what’s her name. Jim can use his body as a lasso and a helicopter to navigate levels. Jim was rather prolific in the 90s, starring in 3 games and having his own cartoon series. Sadly, his third game was a bad 3D game that doomed him to the back shelf.

The Knight (Hollow Knight) I figured I would end this list with something cute. The knight is a member of the void race. The knight is a gender-less hero that fights with a nail. Over the course of the game, the knight will learn many powers and spells to aid it in combat. The knight can heal itself with its soul. The knight will encounter many hardships over its journey through its world. 

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Wow! This was my longest list yet! Congrats on making it to the end. Tune in next time when we look at some nice beach themed levels!

[breinersounds]

Recommended Listening: solo stuff in PGH. EAST COAST! Jazz?? also check out my wife!

frenz! i hope you're all doing great and living your best lives. here's some good stuff to listen to: Star Rover :: I May Be Lost But I'm Laughing gee whiz these guys are just so so so great. will graefe and jeremy gustin have been making music together for awhile and it is ALWAYS good. the album comes out October 19 and i've been listening to the three available tracks pretty much on repeat lately. tom-heavy grooves. guitar sounds ranging from spaced out echo to raw and crunchy to desert americana (is that a thing?). beautiful vocals blown out with tons of reverb. sounds like someone you love singing a song to you as you're waking up from a half-dream. their previous album Western Winds Bitter Christians is also banana-nuts good. Yang Jin :: Folk Music Master i recently had the pleasure of meeting and performing alongside Jin in Ben Barson's insane climate change / migrant justice opera and i'm hoping to hear her up close a whole lot more. this recording of hers is beautiful and virtuosic and full of sounds that i think are familiar at first and then ... they aren't. really special recording by an amazing pittsburgh based artist. Michael Azerrad :: Our Band Could Be Your Life ok so it's not listening, but it's led me to tons of artists who i'd never heard before. i'm halfway through and even the bands that i'm not head over heels for musically have such awesome and compelling stories that i'm riveted anyway. granted, it's about the indie scene from 1981-1991, so it's super white-dude-y (and self-admittedly so), but damn there's so much good stuff. black flag, mission of burma, minutemen, hüsker dü... the list goes on. can't wait to read more and listen more. Hannah Epperson :: Slowdown hannah mixes violin loops, fragile vocals, poetic lyrical narratives, and electronics in ways that i really love. this new album always makes me feel like it's 2am. in a good way. ///// Weds, October 17 at The Abbey Pittsburgh. 8-11pm FREE hey guys i'm playing some jazz music. it just so happens that i wrote a lot of it and i'm pleased as punch to be playing it all with some exciting young players. come check it out! Eli Naragon- Acoustic Bass Antonio Croes- Keyboards Patrick Breiner- Tenor Sax Carter Freije- Drums and Cymbals ///// Thursday, Oct 25 Twin Talk at Spirit Pittsburgh 7-9pm NO COVER i'm not on this one but i set it up for my dear pals who are coming through PGH on tour from chicago. this is one of those bands that might not be back for a looooooong time. so make a point to come and scope. tenor saxophone, upright bass/voice, drums. Twin Talk is the real damn deal. unique and smart compositions mixed with telepathic group interplay. https://twintalk.bandcamp.com/ ///// Friday, Oct 26 Rooftop Garden Benefit Dinner at Spirit Pittsburgh 6:30-10pm Ticketssss not cheap but WORTH ITTTTTT. 5 courses by brilliant local chefs Becca Hegarty (Bitter Ends), Brandon Blumenfeld (Scratch), and Greg Austin (Spirit) paired with booze and bevvies AND ALL OF THAT PAIRED WITH MUSIC. tons of surprises. piles of amaze-balls farm to table grub. and farm to table tunes on top of it. i'll be performing solo saxophone up close and personal as Vartan. like i do. ///// Mon, 29 October 2018 8pm. $5-10 suggested at 1106 Reedsdale Street. Pittsburgh, PA Jim Storch - Electroacoustic set Patrick Breiner - Solo as Vartan Mamigonian Kuo/Bernabo Duo - Performance Trimm/McCune Duo featuring the Esteemed Betty Douglas - Free jazz WRIST (Weston / Ritter / Storch Trio ) - Debut performance i love this place (played duo here with jason nazary a few weeks back) and i'm psyched to be back in its beautiful post-art-pocalyptic embrace for a solo set. some new friends and some even newer friends are also performing and all of it will be good. ///// Fri, 2 November Vartan Mamigonian time tba at Caffe D'Amore. Pittsburgh great new intimate listening room in my neighborhood. you know you wanna get real close for those tiny freaky sounds. this will be a show you won't want to miss. ///// Sun, 4 November Myk Freedman and Freends 6-8pm at Barbes Brooklyn reunited and it feeeels so gooooood Myk Freedman - lap steel and comps PB - tenor saxophone Adam Hopkins - bass Wendy Eisenberg - guitar Carlo Costa - drums ///// Mon, 5 November at The Root Cellar Greenfield, MA Myk Freedman - lap steel and comps PB - tenor saxophone Wendy Eisenberg - guitar ///// Tues, 6 November Vartan Mamigonian and Mike Effenberger at The Button Factory at WSCA Portsmouth, NH PB - solo saxophone Mike Effenberger - something indescribable and amazing. seriously. mike is a genius and i can't wait to hear whatever the hell it is he'll be doing. ///// Sun, 11 November 2018 4-7pm. at Nick-a-nee's Providence, RI trio with Gingerbeard: Aaron Darrell - bass, voice Max Goldman - drums PB - tenor saxophone ///// also Sun, 11 November 2018 8-11pm at Tea and Sahara. Providence, RI the return of Pride of Lowell: Max Goldman - drums PB - tenor saxophone double bill w/ Phil Mazza nad Matt Crane ///// November 1-10 Midnight Radio's Frankenstein at Bricolage Pittsburgh 8pm or 2pm :: also there's one pay what you want performance, and one foley sound workshop Getchyo' ticketssssss so i'm not in this one, but my wife jamie agnello is a brilliant genius and works her friggin butt off in order to be brilliant and a genius. and she's in some shows coming up. she'll be playing Mary Shelley in Bricolage's Midnight Radio production of Frankenstein. it's in the style of a live radio play with live foley sound and it's going to be perfect. come! (there's also free booze before the show if you're into that kind of thing... ahem....) geez o man we busy and it's awesome! oh also if you're in PGH i'll be working at the Bureau starting later this month. it's a new coffee shop in east liberty brought to you by the fine folks at the Vandal. so swing through and get jitteryyyyyy. 206 N. Euclid. all the hugs!

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one year older

a/n: this is just a little something for my pal nabi. happy birthday beeeeeeaaaach ily even though it may not seem like i do :^)

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Five, four, three, two, one…

Donghyikes happy birthday loser [12:00 AM]

Jianny (john bro) happy birthday Y/N~!! [12:00 AM] am i the first [12:00 AM]

Ass-y roommate happy birthday idk why i’m texting you when i’m just beside you [12:00 AM] and don’t think idk about what you saved my contact name as [12:00 AM] but it’s your birthday i’ll let it slide [12:00 AM]

Your face almost aches from smiling so hard as you type your replies to Donghyuck (“thanks loser”), Johnny (“thanks!! yes you are”)—he doesn’t have to know the truth—and your roommate (“oops ;) thank you”).

Notifications pop up on the top of your phone screen a few more times, all which are messages from some friends wishing you a happy birthday. The excitement dies down a minute later, and you throw your phone on the bed, watching it flop down lifelessly on the sheets.

You hear the rustling of bedsheets and the sound of hurried footsteps.

“So?” your roommate says while poking your arm.

“So what?” you reply, though you fully know what she’s asking about. You retrieve your phone and unlock it before locking it and pushing it under your pillow. Nope, nothing from him.

“Don’t act like you don’t know. What did Jaehyun say?” She raises a brow at you, a teasing smile playing on her lips.

You press your index finger to her forehead and push her away. “Stop being so nosy. Besides, what do you think he’d say? Merry Christmas?”

Your roommate rolls her eyes and lies belly-down on your bed. “If you haven’t told me about your undying love for him I wouldn’t have asked. And,”—she sits up—“I’m telling you, he feels the same way as you do.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Best friends to lovers, how very cliché.”

You pull the duvet over your legs and urge your roommate to ‘get her own ass in her own bed’. Clicking off the lamp on your bedside table, the room is immediately engulfed in darkness. It’s quiet if not for the frequent laughter coming from next door. You glance at your roommate, who has her phone held only inches away from her face. Your eyes adjust to the darkness fairly quickly. You pull your phone from under your pillow and unlock it again, squinting at the sudden brightness. Apart from messages from Mark and Doyoung, there is none from Jaehyun.

The first thing that pops into your head is “are you kidding me?”, but you think of other possible reasons as to why Jaehyun, out of all people, seems to have forgotten about this special (for you, at least) day. Maybe he’d dropped his phone and cracked the heck out of it, or maybe he’s still busy practising for his dance performance next week. Maybe he’s concentrating on a report, maybe—

“Dude, what’s going on?” Your roommate’s voice sounded ten times louder in the small and dark room. “You have the weirdest look on your face.”

You lock your phone and put it on the floor so fast you almost fell off the bed. “I’m fine,” you smile in her direction even though it’s impossible for her to even see your face at this point.

“I didn’t ask.”

Turning your back to her and facing the peeling wall, you close your eyes and will yourself to sleep.

-

“Get up, you ass.” At least that is what you heard. Smacking your roommate’s hand that is pulling at your sheets away, you grunt as you press the pillow against your face, breathing in its scent.

“Dude, if you want to be late again I won’t disturb you anymore. See you.” The brown wooden door creaks open and she throws a pair of sandals on the ground. You sit up, groaning. Miss Park’s class is fun—she makes tons of jokes—but mornings aren’t your thing. Dragging yourself out of bed, you trudge over to the tiny bathroom and start washing up. With a toothbrush in your mouth, you stoop down and reach for your phone. You have exactly seven minutes before the start of the lecture. To your dismay, there are no texts from Jaehyun. You think back to what your roommate had said last night about him feeling the same towards you. Yeah, right.

When you miraculously make it to class (with only a minute to spare), your roommate is engaged in a conversation with someone she thinks is cute, so you don’t interrupt them. Instead, you opt to sit in the row just in front of them. Jaehyun walks into class a second later, his eyes widen and he smiles that damn dimpled smile when he spots you.

“Hey,” he says, throwing his notebooks on the table and sitting down next to you.

“Hey?” you say. “How are you doing on this particular day, if I may say so myself.”

Confused, he cocks his head to the side. “Good, I guess? What’s up?”

You smile bitterly, beginning to feel a little shitty. “Nothing.”

This moment Miss Park enters the room, and you can’t help but feel even more awful.

-

Miss Park’s jokes save the lecture from being soul-destroying. You feel a tad bit better when you realise you have no classes or lectures to attend for the rest of the day. Shoving your notes in your bag, you say nothing to anyone as you walk out of the room with a couple of other students.

“Y/N, wait.”

You whirl around, the fakest smile possible planted on your face. “Yes, Jaehyun?”

“I’ll be at dance practice for the rest of the day. So if you text me and get no reply, you know why.” He tugs at his bag straps, showing no signs of penitence.

You resist the urge to run up to him and smack him across the face. “Right. Have fun. Hope you don’t fall and break a bone.” Which translates to hope you fall and break a bone. Well, not really. Not really at all.

He looks at you like you’re some wacky clown on a unicycle. Firstly, how dare he look at you that way. Secondly, why not tell him it’s your birthday? Thirdly, no, because you don’t want to seem desperate. Fourthly, where exactly are you going with this?

Oh, and clowns are freaky.

-

So you spend the afternoon sitting in an ice cream shop, surrounding yourself with books. If you see yourself studying on your birthday two months ago, you would’ve laughed and probably cried at the same time. Never mind your roommate ditched you to go hang out with someone who you think is perhaps way more fun than you, but seriously? At least she wished you happy birthday, but you got nothing from Jaehyun. If you haven’t liked him in such a non-platonic way (you wish you did) you wouldn’t be feeling as valuable as a basket full of sticky candy wrappers.

Maybe you’d become a changed person, because you just spent four and a half hours studying. You can’t help but feel somewhat proud.

-

The sky is tinted pink, clouds almost like fluffy cotton candies just waiting to be eaten. The cool evening breeze rumples your hair, and you tilt your head up and inhale the smell of hot dog buns. The only thing you ate today was one pathetic scoop of cookies and cream ice cream. And maybe the cookie from this morning that’s most likely a week old.

You throw your bag onto a patch of grass and sit down beside it. The sky is so beautiful, you wish you were an artist moving a paintbrush professionally over an empty canvas, slowly bringing the sight before you to life. But the best you can do is to snap a picture of the wonders above. The pastel colours slowly melt away, turning sombre with silver speckles. You stand up and brush the grass off your bottom, hugging your bag to your chest.

You’re slogging down the almost empty path when you receive a text message.

Jaehyun 👀 hey where are you [8:58 PM]

You feel stupid when your heart skips a beat at this simple text. Suddenly hopeful (though a little sad, still), you type your response.

You near some ice cream shop [9:00 PM] why [9:00 PM]

Walking with your eyes glued to the screen, Jaehyun’s name pops up once again.

Jaehyun 👀 nothing. your roommate was getting worried [9:01 PM]

Scoffing, you reply.

You she has a phone [9:02 PM] and she’s probably making out with that guy in her calculus class [9:02 PM]

Jaehyun 👀 feisty [9:02 PM] she says screw you and what time are you coming back [9:03 PM]

Your stomach growls loudly, begging for attention and grub of any sort.

You gonna grab some food [9:05 PM] i guess around 9:30 ish? [9:05 PM]

There is no reply after that. You roll your eyes and shove your phone into your pocket. The convenience store nearby is closed despite the ‘open 24 hours’ sign hanging beside the sliding doors. You sigh in frustration. This will be you have to go to the convenience store near the dorms. It doesn’t sound that bad, but the food there tastes like prison food. Not that you tasted prison food before.

You make your way to the convenience store and bought a pack of macaroni and cheese, cringing at the soggy packaging.

-

As you make your way to the area you stay, you walk by the boys’ dorms. The building is dark, with the exception of a few rooms with the lights still on. You count the floors with your eyes and finger, stopping at a specific room. Jaehyun’s room is pitch-black. It can either mean he is still out practising, or that he has already fallen asleep. You don’t like the idea of any of the options. You sigh for the nth time today and resume with the journey back to your room.

As you stand in the lift, you look at the posters on the walls. A yawn escapes your mouth as the lift emits a soft ‘ding!’. The hallway is dark and frightening, you should get someone to repair the lights. Suddenly, you hear indistinctive mumbles. The stretch of corridor appear empty and you feel your heart beating faster. You’re totally gonna die at some point.

“Oh, shit!” Someone emerges from a room that looks undeniably like yours and your roommate’s. The figure disappears, and you run towards it. Because at this point, you simply ignore that this is how people usually die in movies.

When you see the flickering of tiny flames, it clicks. The lights are instantly turned on, party poppers exploding around you, and the classic birthday song (off-key singing) fills your ears.

Jaehyun stands in the centre holding a cake, attacking you with his dimpled smile. Your friends are squeezed against one another in this tiny room, and you swear your heart is swelling with happiness.

Donghyuck runs towards you after the song has ended and punches your arm—hard.

“Ouch! Dude, what was that for?” you yell, rubbing your arm and threatening to punch him back.

“Birthday punch,” he laughs, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“You were totally upset, weren’t you?” Jaehyun smirks. He coats his finger with some cake icing and smears it across your cheek.

“No!” you squeal. “And I wasn’t.”

“Yeah lying isn’t gonna help now, Y/N,” your roommate speaks, smearing more icing your face. The icing-smearing-competition starts after her last action, and everyone in the room soon looks like a ‘facial gone wrong’. Peals of laughter buzz through the room. You think for once you actually beat the room next door in being loud.

You sit on your bed, listening to them share their stories on how they planned this entire thing. The floor is littered with tiny squares of paper, and boy are you going to spend aeons cleaning up.

“I honestly thought you forgot, Jaehyun. What a jerk,” you say between munches on your slice of cake.

“That’s sad. I planned this. You should be saying ‘what a sweetheart’,” he grins at you, and you pretend to gag on your cake.

It’s getting late, and the boys file out of the room one by one, claiming they will be dead meat if they were to be caught.

“I’ll see you guys out.” Your roommate follows the guys out, leaving you alone with Jaehyun.

The door shuts softly, and Jaehyun turns to you, ears an adorable shade of pink. “I have a present for you, actually,” he says.

You’re the best present. You cringe at yourself. “What is it? You didn’t have to get me anything.”

“Close your eyes. And don’t freak out.”

“Okay…” Your eyes flutter shut.

“Promise you won’t freak out.”

“Geez, Jaehyun. I promise.”

The only thing you can hear and feel is Jaehyun’s rhythmic breathing. That feels way too close. Something soft touches your lips, and your insides scream “OH MY GOD!”

He moves his lips against yours, waiting, anticipating. Your hand reach up to cup his (sticky) face as you kiss him back. He runs his fingers through your hair, his other hand on your neck, the heat searing through your entire body. You are definitely freaking out.

He pulls away and you almost whimper at the loss of contact. “Happy birthday,” he says.

You’re leaning in when the door opens slowly, your roommate’s head popping in. “Are the two of you done? I’m frickin’ tired.”

Your face is without a doubt bright red. “Uh, yeah!” you reply with exaggerated enthusiasm.

Jaehyun grabs a piece of tissue paper from your desk and exits the room after giving your hand a gentle squeeze. Your roommate yawns as she stretches her arms.

“So how was your birthday?” she beams.

The digital clock reads 12:49.

“Best birthday. Ever.”

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The weirdest things we learned this week: Blood-thirsty Bambi and 12-foot-tall birds

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The weirdest things we learned this week: Blood-thirsty Bambi and 12-foot-tall birds

What’s the weirdest thing you learned this week? Well, whatever it is, we promise you’ll have an even weirder answer if you listen to PopSci’s hit podcast. The Weirdest Thing I Learned This Week hits iTunes, Anchor, and everywhere else you listen to podcasts every Wednesday morning. It’s your new favorite source for the strangest science-adjacent facts, figures, and Wikipedia spirals the editors of Popular Science can muster. If you like the stories in this post, we guarantee you’ll love the show.

Fact: New Zealand was once chock-full of oddities, including a 12-foot-tall bird

By Eleanor Cummins

I love New Zealand (or the idea of it, anyway—I have yet to go). Lorde is my favorite musician. The Breaker-Upperers and What We Do In the Shadows are two of my favorite movies. I’ve spent a year perfecting my impression of a Kiwi accent. And then there is the wildlife.

It’s often said that “birds occupied every niche” in New Zealand, which means that eagles were apex predators instead of lions, 12-foot-tall birds called moa were grazers instead of deer, and kiwis served as grub-eaters in lieu of badgers. Some of the creatures mentioned are exceedingly large—according to a principle called island gigantism—and others atypically small—due to the inverse phenomenon of insular dwarfism. Every avian was truly majestic.

The trouble is, the moa and many other unusual species went extinct 600 years ago, and the island nation’s existing animal species are still threatened. According to the World Wildlife Foundation, some 4,000 native New Zealand species are at risk today.

Fact: There’s at least one deer out there that’s eaten human flesh

By Rachel Feltman

We talk about dead bodies a lot on Weirdest Thing. We’ve covered the ins and outs of what happens to bodies once they’re donated to science (spoiler: sometimes they end up in post-mortem yoga studios). We’ve talked about art made out of dead babies, art made out of tattooed skin, and art made out of human skulls (for sale on Instagram, no less). We’ve talked about the plot to turn George Washington into a zombie. We’ve covered the process of mummifying yourself to death and the process of letting mushrooms eat your moldering flesh. We’ve talked about taxidermied people. We’ve even talked about a condition that makes you believe you’re already dead. These are just the examples I can remember.

Anyway, on this week’s episode I take us to a body farm—a facility where scientists watch donated corpses decompose to help improve forensics—and share one of our most delightful body horror stories to date. It’s true: scientists caught a deer munching on human remains. Fortunately (and despite the existence of a condition often referred to as ‘zombie deer’ disease) there’s no risk of Bambi turning into a flesh-hungry predator; the skittish critters probably just snack on skeletons as the opportunity arises, as a sort of supplement to their herbivorous diet.

(As promised in the episode, here are other freaky forensic case studies: death by indoor lightning and mysteriously warm corpses.)

If you’re interested in donating your body to this kind of research, you can find more information on the website of your closest facility. Here are instructions for the University of Tennesee’s donation program.

Fact: One of the rarest elements in the universe is inside Euro banknotes

By Sara Chodosh

Counterfeit anything is fascinating, but I think there’s something especially wild about counterfeit money. Maybe it’s that we’re so motivated to catch counterfeiters because what we consider “real” money is only real in that a government has decided that this is what money looks like. Currencies are just pieces of paper (or plastic or metal) that we’ve all agreed have a specific value. If you can make such a good fake that 99 percent of people are fooled, you’ve kind-of-sort-of made real money—you can use it to buy things, so it has value. Until someone catches on, at which point it becomes worthless in an instant. And in the end, there’s something kind of silly about the idea that some pieces of paper get to have value and others don’t.

Modern counterfeiters are now often so good that the bills they create are virtually indistinguishable from genuine money. There are only a handful of experts who can differentiate between so-called superdollars and real hundred-dollar bills. That’s impressive in and of itself. Today’s currencies have a plethora of anti-forgery devices built into them, including the one I talk about on the podcast today: incorporating rare elements into the bills. There are lots of fascinating ways to fake money (Frank Abagnale Jr., the man made famous by the movie Catch Me If You Can, wrote a fascinating book about how he managed to deceive so many people into taking his forged bills), but I think this one is the coolest from a scientific perspective. I won’t spoil my segment here, though, so tune into the pod to learn about why rare elements are such an effective way to prevent forgeries.

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Written By Rachel Feltman, Eleanor Cummins, Sara Chodosh