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"Don't mention it. I got a good sense when someone new is in town so I'd figure it'd be a good idea to give you a heads up." Poppy wasn't one to poke her nose in someone else's business, though this part of town had some 'interesting' people.

"I can always show you around if you'd like. I know this place like the back of my hands." The possum had a good memory so knew where everything was from the tour she got.

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Petuina was walking out of her office looking over a file as she spoke to herself. "Ugh, seriously? The damage from that storm last week took more out of the budget than I thought." The feline then looked up for only a moment seeing Surge before looking back down. It took her only a moment to look up rather nervous.

"Oh, Surge, I'm guessing you're looking for Poppy or Kit, right? Poppy is putting Lily down for a nap and I think Kit is still on the computer," Petuina said before just, standing there, not sure how to interact with Surge or if she even should. "You, uh, finding the basement okay? Enough room for you and Kit?"

Kit nods. "I will, don't worry." He says. He begins searching up information on portal magic and any info about portal itself. He finds a lot of info about the other interdimensional visitors, and general public reactions to them.

Meanwhile Surge is walking back upstairs after an hour long nap. She stretches bits of static electricity sparking off her.

"Mmm, good nap. Now, where is everyone?" She wonders aloud as she begins walking around.

[florainkingdom]

🌪 ― a scary memory. For Poppy

It was dark out, yet the young opossum sat in the forest, skipping stones as best she good. Guess her mum was right about needing to be hold, though she was eight which should be old enough. Poppy could hear her family looking for her, yet didn't care. She just kept trying to skip stones on the water of the lake.

Poppy then heard something in front of her, making her look up. There was nothing there, though her fur was standing on edge all of a sudden making her stand up. "W-Who's there? I-I know someone is there." She called out, backing away slightly.

Suddenly a tall stranger appearing in front of her wearing robes and having a mask making her scream. "W-What are you?!" The opossum asked, backing away before tripping and landing on her back. She began backing away yet stopped feeling her hand on a rock.

"Oh, aren't you just cute. This is Flora's new anchor? Well, I'll have to do something to limit you then." The stranger would take a step closer.

"STRANGER DANGER!" Poppy shouted, before chucking the rock as fast and hard as she could. It clearly caught him by surprise as he attempted to move his hand to catch it, though she was far stronger than she looked. Got him right in the eye making him step back while Poppy ran.

Poppy ran through the woods as fast as she could before bumping into someone.

"Poppy! You are in so much trouble young lady," Scarlett said, ready to give her daughter the lecture of the century though found Poppy hugging her and crying. "Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"T-There was a scary man, with a creepy mask!" Poppy cried out as she held onto her mum closed.

"What?!" A tall blue feline shouted as he came through a bush. "Let him try to mess with my family! I'll break his bones with my cane!" He shouted trying to march off only to be stopped by his wife.

"Dear, let's just keep Poppy home. We'll tell the Iron Palm in the morning and have them look into it," Scarlett said, picking up her still crying daughter. "Don't worry sweetie. You're safe now. From now on you get home before dark, yes?"

"O-Okay mum," Poppy said, sniffling as she held onto her mum tightly. The imagine of the masked stranger still in her mind.

[peachycrisis]

Sharp as a Sword

Chapter 1

During a mishap in gym class, Hazel tells Dev that she hopes he goes to hell.

As she tries to apologize for what she said, Dev wishes for himself, Hazel, and their fairy godparents to get sent to hell at that very instant.

Well, this is going to be interesting.

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Today was a weird day.

A very weird day.

Today was a weird day for Hazel, for Dev, and for everyone else involved. The day started off normal, with the kids going to school with their fairy godparents disguised as different school supplies on each of the desks: Cosmo was a pen, Wanda was an eraser, and Peri was white out- mainly due to the fact that Dev had stated that pencils were for… “poor people…?”

It was midway through the day, and the two were in gym class. The kids were instructed to work together to climb a rope- with one holding the end, keeping it sturdy as the other one used the knots tied throughout the rope to climb up.

Dev and Hazel were paired up, to Devs over exaggerated and not-actually-unhappy dismay.

He would never admit it, but he had grown rather fond of Hazel Wells during the last couple of weeks…

All started well as Dev held the bottom of the rope as Hazel climbed, keeping it as sturdy as he can. He was very focused on the task at hand until he heard a ringing from his pocket… he tried to ignore it, as he wanted to focus on the rope- but it got too loud for him to handle. He let go of the rope, his… dad…?

his dad was calling him…?

He answered the phone, smiling- not noticing Hazel starting to slip. He didn’t notice Hazel struggling as he realized that his dad hung up without saying a word… what…?

butt dial…

“DEV!” Hazels voice broke him out of his thoughts…

“Hazel..?” Hazel was on the ground now, seemingly had either jumped off or climbed down the rope without him keeping it sturdy for her. A sharp guilt buried itself within his heart as he looked at her walk towards him.

“Dev!” She yelled, “What the heck, man!”

“Hazel, I’m sorry… my dad-“

“I had to climb down, all by myself- no thanks to you… I hope you go to hell-“ she stopped herself- realizing what she has said. She looked at him, his face hung- dumbfounded.

“I-“

“DEV IM SO SORRY IM SO-“ she cried running towards him, going to envelope him into a big hug before he stops her.

“No, you’re right.”

“… what?” Hazel looked at him, genuinely confused.

“You’re right, in fact- PERI!”

The white out- turned purple headphones morphed into his fairy form, looking at dev- confused, but also knowing the kid was going to make a stupid decision.

“Peri, I wish we were all in hell. All of us. In hell. Now.” Dev said, looking at the purple fairy.

“… what?” The young fairy stutters. “Dev… I- I’m not sure that is a good-“

“Does it look like I care?” The kid yelled, starring daggers into Peri. Peri gulped and waved his wand.

“As you wish… kid…”

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Hazel opened her eyes to see red sky… what…? Where was she? She looked beside her, and saw Cosmo and Wanda… they looked- different?

Cosmo had bigger wings… they were huge. The wings were gold and white and feathery- and he had two spheres intertwined with each other that surrounded his head. The two spheres were covered in eyeballs, the same shade of green that Cosmo has been known for. A hot, golden glow radiated off of him.

Wanda looked relatively the same, but also had bigger wings: feathery and angled- the feathers looked to be as sharp as a sword. She also seemed to have an eye on her chest- a big eye, maybe the size of a baseball

What was going on?

She looked around, noticing that they looked like they were in an abandoned alleyway. She looked up and saw a poster.

It seemed to be a furry creature- it was white and fluffy, and posed in what Hazel could only imagine as underwear.

“Angel Dust- one night only… Is that like Patty Possum for grown ups?” She heard a voice ask, she looked behind her and saw Dev and Peri, Peri looked relatively the same but instead of his small fairy wings he was now sporting 6 beautiful wings- 3 on each side, colored in purple, gold, and white. He was also taller- she assumed that the 3 of them were in their human forms with these… add ons?

Her attention went back to her godparents, who were still knocked out.

“Wanda…? Cosmo…?” She softly called out. She watched as Wanda slowly opened her eyes… looking around, before her eyes went wide…

“No… no no no.”

“What?” The kids, including Peri- asked in unison.

“These forms… we’re not supposed to show these forms… we’re never supposed to show these forms…”

“What do you mean?”

“We are not supposed to-“ she is cut off by the voice of a woman.

“Oh dear! What do we have here!” A sweet voice called out, thick with a rich New York Accent.

They looked over to see the silhouette of a woman near the entrance of the alleyway- she had a big hat and an umbrella, and smelt of roses and vanilla,

“Hi Ma’am, where are we?” Hazel asked cautiously.

“Oh darling, dontcha know? You’re in hell! Seems like you’re new meat, huh?”

The woman noticed the tense vibe, and watched as the two kids just stared at each other. She sighed and then frowned sorrowfully. She always felt bad for newbies, being that they just died and must be lost and confused.

“Oh don’t be scared,” she said sadly “the first day is tough- I know, but it will get better, I tell ya!”

“Who are you…?” Dev asked cautiously, walking towards the woman- Hazel and Peri not far behind. Wanda stays behind to take care of an almost awake Cosmo Cosma.

“I’m Rosie Darling! Oh aren’t you a sweet thing! The acid rain is about to start, why don’t you come back to the colony and I can get you guys settled.” She smiled. The two kids and Peri stared at each other, before reluctantly agreeing.

“Wonderful!” She cheered, looking genuinely happy and trustworthy, The group followed not far behind her, with Wanda carrying Cosmo bridal style with a blanket covering his head. Only god knows what is on that blanket, but at that particular moment she found it not important nor did she care.

“I have a friend that will be just dying to meet all of you when we get to my shop! He’s may seem a little stand off ish and unsettling at first, but he’s a little teddy bear once you get to know him!”

Hazel and Dev looked at each other once again.

This is going to be fun.

[sleeplessgreaser]

The Outsiders as Animals

wanted to draw Johnny and Dally but I can't draw people to save my life + i love using animals to represent characterizations of people = i came up with the animal equivalents of the gang

also im an animal nerd so i gotta use my knowledge somehow

This is gonna be long because of all the pictures, sorry

Johnny Cade - alley cat

A skinny alley cat of no specific breed, just your basic domestic feline. Likely with black, tuxedo or black smoke fur. He lives almost exclusively outside and is often the target of abuse and bullying, resulting in malnourishment and less-than-ideal hygiene. But, if you feed him and give him a warm place to sleep at night, he might just be your friend. He didn't choose this kind of life, and really he deserves much better.

Dallas Winston - hound

A tall, lanky mutt, with a barrel chest and sharp, pointed features. He's not a specific breed, and definitely not a purebred, but similar to an Ibizan hound. He likes to go fast and enjoys racing, but he also enjoys going out and hunting for some action. His stature might be intimidating, and his teeth sure are big, but he's not so bad once you get to know him... if he let's you, that is.

Two-Bit Mathews - possum

Just your average wild possum, with a goblinoid personality and little grabby hands. He'll show off his teeth any chance he gets, but it's anyone's guess if he'll ever use them. Also, he's surprisingly clean given his lifestyle. (And it's absolutely shocking that he doesn't carry rabies.)

Steve Randle - mountain lion

Lean and muscular, can jump wide gaps and is surprisingly dexterous, and sure he looks innocent enough on the surface (if you didn't know any better) but he would love to beat you up and absolutely will if you give him ANY reason to. You may not be afraid of him, but you should be.

Darrel Curtis - Kodiak or grizzly bear

Big, strong and sturdy. He looks scary, and sounds scary, and yes you should probably be scared, but he'll leave you alone if you mind your own business. Alongside that, he's mostly a loner, definitely wishes he didn't have 2 cubs to look after, but he will provide for them and protect them until his dying breath.

Sodapop Curtis - black bear

A handsome guy, with sleek fur and a kind face. He looks so sweet, and boy is he a charmer, but in reality he is a menace to society (and it's easy to forget that). He will mess with you, and he enjoys being a nuisance, but if you tell him to knock it off he'll probably stop... probably.

Ponyboy Curtis - Gobi bear

Small and dog-like, but still a bear! His kind is endangered and there aren't many like him. He lives in a place that you might not expect, but he's happiest there. He's not much of a hunter, definitely more of a gatherer. He'll defend himself if he has to, especially if he has some backup, but really he doesn't want to hurt anyone.

[florainkingdom]

"Yeah, glad Lily didn't get my brains. I ain't too book smart and didn't much care for school in general." Poppy had some valid reasons for that, though she was just never a school person. "Though she is right about my mum. You mess around and she'll be your worst nightmare." The opossum supposed you could say that about anyone's mom.

"Though mum ain't a fan of fancy schmancy food. Always said portions are too small for something that's okay. Her main skill is baking like pies, cakes, and stuff, though is pretty good at cooking anything." Poppy did miss her mum's home cooking, though visiting took a while due to distance and lack of portal travel for her. "Also tends to take over any kitchen she gets her hands on."

"Though she's also super good and playing games. So far only I've beaten her in hide and seek." Lily was super good at hiding and finding people. "I also like her quiz games. I hope she visits soon." Seems the young opossum only had good things to say about her Grandma.

"Forgive me for interrupting, though we're here," Friedrich said just as the limo came to a stop. "Please try not to wander off by yourself. Even with your VIP passes if a guard sees you by yourself, they might assume you're up to something as things are still tense with so many other worldly travelers ending up here." There was a lot of tension at the castle right now.

neither hedgehog really believed friedrich but they didn't say anything about it. they figured it was better to not say anything too rude or controversial while they were in his or the queen's presence just to be safe, something that was far easier for amy than sonic but so far so good. now they just had to keep it that way.

which he had clearly just failed with his question to lily. he hadn't meant anything by it, and gave poppy an apologetic look. but the little one's answer did solve that mystery and amy smiled at it.

"that's good, usually you don't hear about kids doing that well in school at that age. i mean, i did but that's not the case for everyone." she said with a casual look to her teammate who just whistled innocently, a grin on his face. at least until the subject of food came up, then he was looking at poppy with curiosity.

and an interested smile. ❝ i think we can do that, you know maybe next time we end up here and don't cause a small uproar and get dragged away to meet the queen. just don't expect me to be able to pronounce the name correctly anytime soon. but the fancier the name the better the food, right? ❞

amy rolled her eyes at that yet there was a smile on her face as well. where they were from it was technically the truth. "sounds a lot better than 'meh burger' that's for sure. That's the only place we have to eat at back in our village."

[yeeyeeclan]

Go on ahead and holler a 'nother fine welcome to one'a the sturdiest warriors in Yeeyeeclan! This here's Longhorn, a big'n sturdy, muscles-fer'-brains cat that'll fight back a pack'a wild coyot's faster'n you c'n say fry me a possum n'call me si'gogglin!

He sure is a mighty fella, earnin' his warrior name from grapplin' with one'a them mighty Longhorn's heself! Despite his sturdy n'brick-like nature, he's got a few braincells left fer love, an'he uses them all on his dear mate, Ironside! They may or may not have a few kits together too...

He may not have a penchant fer makin' too many smart decisions by his lonesome, but he's got a heart of hold, n'that's what counts!

-🦋

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"Really? Well won't that be sweet. Reckon she's already told her friends yer datin' some goofy cowgirl?" she smirked playfully.

"Oh she's wanted to, believe me, though after a good talk she'd understood she had to wait before we made anything official. I'm sure once I tell her that's all she'll be telling her friends at school." Poppy knew her daughter well enough.

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"I thought the same thing when I head about this place, though it's a nice little town." That is if Poppy could go five minutes without all the people whispering that she was an opossum and the occasional insult to go with it. Thankfully no one's tried to attack her, though being the mayor's maid seemed to get people to chill.

"Well, if you need some directions then I'm sure I can point you in the right way. I've been all over Flora so there's a good chance I know the direction you should head. Just gotta tell me the name of the city." Poppy wouldn't go into why she had to travel so much, though at least it could help someone or she hopes anyway.

{{ L }} "Eggton?" Sounded like a food. Wherever he was, it was by pure accident as he was trying to get back to Vamp. Which only provided to be rather difficult of a feat. Still, he was sure to get back home, eventually. Might as well learn about beings on other planets, expand his very limited knowledge.

"No, here by accident. I was trying to get home."

[extraterraangel]

i personally love the thought of gregg coming home after going to the historical society with mae and angus being terrified. i mean, gregg’s pretty sturdy, and the height from the fire escape stairs to the ground isn’t specified, but it sounds like a good distance. he’d at least have some scrapes and cuts, and at worst a sprain and/or broken bone, but to angus, he’s on the verge of death. they need to make it through this goddamn “ghost”/kidnapper situation so they can get out of possum springs and move to bright harbor, away from the awful living conditions they’re in.

[vulpixen]

I made a fic for @stanuary in going with the prompt Animals. This is set in my Lost and Gained AU where Stan has a wife and kids as well as grandkids. Enjoy this small read of the animals Stan has had in his life!

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A young Stan huffed when he was tasked to take out the trash this time around after dinner. It was full and heavy, but his dad Filbrick told him to suck it up and take it out to the trash cans outside. Out the back door, Stan was dragging the hefty load to the back when all of a sudden, he heard the sounds of chittering and the clanks and shattering glass falling out. It alarmed Stan so he put up a tough-guy attitude to confront this supposed intruder. 

“Hey! Stay out of our trash or I’ll give you a knuckle sandwich! And not the edible kind!”

Stan marched up the trash and what he found shocked him. It was a young possum that was munching on a tossed out sandwich when it looked up at the young boy and hissed at him. Stan expected a seagull or rat in there, but this possum seemed like a cooler animal than any other animal he encountered. A little guy trying his best to survive in this world all alone. Stan couldn’t help but to give some sympathy. 

“Uh… actually,” Stan presented the garbage to the possum, “you can have this. I’m not allowed to have pets, but you seem real neat! I’m gonna call you Shanklin!” The possum inched closer to Stan and sniffed at him. Stan slowly reached to touch the possum and pet him, disregarding he was stinky and covered in trash. 

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Some years later….

Stan and Andrea took the time to go camping with their three children, James, Jessie and Leroy while in Perdido Key, Florida by the water. The day was sunny and the water was fine for sailing on the Stan o’ War. It was a good, sturdy boat for the occasion, even without Ford there to enjoy it, too. Stan thought back to him, but he wanted to be happy for his kids and put on a smile.

It would be the afternoon while James and Jessie were chasing each other by the shore when they come across a young chocolate labrador looking at them with interest. 

James stopped in his tracks to take notice of the dog. The dog seemed to be a stray and didn't see another person around whom the animal could belong to. Jessie was immediately happy to see a dog. 

“Doggie!” Jessie slowly goes up to the dog to let him sniff at her and open to being petted. 

“Hey, dog, what are you doing out here?” James and Jessie noticed the dog not having a collar and name tag. “You lost, boy?” The dog licked at him. 

“He doesn’t belong to anyone, it seems like,” Jessie smiled brightly at an idea. “Think we can ask Mom and Dad if we can keep him?” James appeared doubtful, having heard his dad say they can’t have a lot of pets, but pets weren’t exactly out of the question. 

“We can try, but you know Dad doesn’t approve of most animals. Like that one time we tried to convince him we wanted a hamster.” Jessie frowned but she was hopeful. 

“We can still try. This dog needs a home.”

The twin boy and girl lead the eager dog back with him to the camper where Stan and Andrea were cooking hotdogs and displaying the chips and soda/water for them all to have. Leroy helped with setting it up. 

James and Jessie arrived with the dog walking next to them, wagging his tail smelling delicious food. Leroy gasped seeing the dog and brought a smile on his face. 

“Mom! Dad! We found a dog!” announced James. Stan looked from the grill and Andrea from the cooler to see the dog. Stan wasn’t too keen about it. No other pet can replace what Shanklin had in his heart. 

“No. We can’t keep the dog.” The dog stopped wagging his tail and the kids were disappointed. Andrea seemed dismayed as well. Stan continued grilling the hotdogs. “We don’t have the means and that dog could belong to someone.”

“But he has no collar and name tag. He’s a stray that needs a home.” Jessie displayed the puppy eyes and quivered her lips in pleading. 

“We never had a dog before,” mentioned Leroy. 

Andrea looked at her husband and got up from her seat to go up to him. 

“We can make room, Stan and pick up pet supplies on the way home.”

“See? Mom wants a dog, too!” James spoke. 

Stan could see he was outvoted four to one. He took a look at the dog and was reminded of when his dad denied him pets, but not Shanklin as he never told him nor his Ma of him when he was around and stayed outside. The white cat they had was more of their Ma's cat named Pearly than his and Ford's, the cat having been considered an exception. A dog was very different from a possum. But he cannot deny the family a pet when he’d been denied for much of his life. Why deny them this?

“... Okay. We can keep him. So long as he doesn’t pee and poop on anything, he can stay.” The kids cheered and hugged the dog. Stan gave the dog an unseasoned hotdog and pet the animal. 

“What name do you think we should give him?” The kids each had their idea of what to name their new family member. 

“Butch!”

“Chocolate!”

“Beethoven!”

“Lion.” Andrea suggested. “Like the Sea Lion, dogs of the sea.” The kids seemed onboard with the name. “And they love the water like this one does.”

Stan felt his heart warmed seeing his family happy with the new addition and agreed to the name. “Alright, Lion it is.”

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Years later….

Stan found a kid(young goat) on his property when one of his grandkids showed him the small goat outside in his front yard. 

“Grandpa, look!” exclaimed one of the grandsons Leon, looking much like a younger version of his grandpa Stan, but with blue eyes filled with excitement. “Someone left a goat here and drove away. I don’t think they’re gonna come back.”

Stan snorted, recognizing the guy who shorted him on cash that drove off. “That cheapskate! … Well, I’m stuck with a goat now.” He knelt down to the brown goat with the chipped horn as he bleets at him and reached for his burgundy fez hat to chew on, making Leon laugh. 

“I think he likes you!”

“He ain’t gonna be eating this. I’ll get him some food and think about what to do with him. I have to talk to your grandma about it.” Leon perked a smile. 

“I think you should keep him. You and Granny Andy should have a pet.”

“Oh? How come?” The young boy shrugged. 

“Goats are neat to have, I think. He can keep the lawn from growing more and less money for you to spend on mowing.” Stan laughed in amusement. 

“That’s a great idea! We’ll just see.” 

[florainkingdom]

Behind the Scenes, with Poppy and Lilly

"I'm kind mad you got me attacked and my sister banished, though a safe more and getting to marry someone as kind and nice as Blaze even's it out."

"I like Ms. Blaze. When do I start calling her mom?"

Gotta have balance Poppy. As for your question Lily, I have zero idea. You seem to start seeing people as family quickly so maybe in the next one. Though gonna do a thing after I finish the last one I got going on.

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"I mean, I can't say for sure how everyone would react. If you want the best result then maybe your mom just showing up would be best. Can't argue with a Goddess made of fire after all." Poppy was sure people would doubt Blaze's story even if she did come with proof, though there could be a number of other things that could go south. "I'd say if you can get away with checking whatever happened without having to interact with anyone then that'd be best." The opossum wasn't sure just how everyone would react to someone from another dimension and one who was the child of a Goddess at that.

"Guess I should consider getting back into cardio again." Poppy was sure she'd have to be fit in order to have the best chance at passing any trials, at least far more fit that she currently was. Maybe the opossum should also consider learning some kind of actual fighting stance or something as she was sure everyone else would already know some from of fighting style by this point. She'd have to see how things played out first.

"Yeah, guess it's just hard for me to accept I can only do so much as one person, though guess I'm just stubborn. Another thing she most likely picked up from me." Poppy was aware that Lily did take after her a lot, though better than that dead beat father of hers. "Doesn't help I've just been stressed out after she got hurt." The opossum was still beating herself up about that despite knowing the punk kid that did it knew what he was doing and she did smack around their dad for trying to feed her some fake story.

"Whew, was worried I'd run out there for a bit." Poppy still had a good amount left, though that didn't stop her from worrying what should happen if she runs out of them. "Well, I don't mind waiting for an answer from your mother about staying here, though if it drags on I'd still like to have Lily attending school." The opossum wasn't sure how long Blaze's mom would take to make a decision, not to mention the issue of not knowing how they'd even get home should they have to go back. She could try home schooling, though Lily had already gotten down all the stuff she knows herself which is another reason to keep her in school.

"Oh, I'm fully aware a choice like that could break her little heart and mine along with it. I guess the only difference is I've already felt the pain of losing family, though I doubt that it'd hurt any less." Poppy was aware of everything that came with a choice like that, yet it was still hers to make at the end of the day. "Though if its something you can't get behind then it's fine. I'm sure anyone would have doubts about a request like this so I won't try and force it on you. I can only ask if we can't stay here you think about it. I mean, I've only got seven years left as it is seeing as opossums only average thirty years. Maybe sooner given my heart condition." The opossum was sure that little note would be a bomb shell, though it was the truth.

"Anyway, I should get back to Lily and make sure she's doing okay. Knowing her she could've waken up and is talking your friends ear off," Poppy said, acting cheery despite the conversation that just took place. "I'm sure you have royal stuff to do yourself, not to mention setting up a meeting with your mom. I just hope I haven't caused a bunch of rumors floating around after ending up here the way I did." If there was one thing the opossum knew it was that rumors tend to spread fast and can easily get out of hand. "Though I'm optimistic about my chances and if I do stay I'm sure we'll be great friends."

Her eyes shifted a moment at the thought of her own power. She looked at her hand, knowing full well if she wanted she could cause alot of damage. But she knew power must be tempered with compassion. Once she let her own power rule her and became a paranoid tyrant who sought to protect her realm at the expense of her peoples happiness. She didn't want to be that person again, so she embraced more of her mortal side.

" It's true, as the Daughter of Sol's Eternal Fire... I have power most mortals could only dream of. But i always prefer to avoid using it when i can. Having power does not always mean one should flaunt it... and above all else, i try to temper myself with the fires of compassion... I wonder. Should i even reveal my true nature to the people of your world? Sounds as if it might cause more conflict then it solved..."

Her mood lightened speaking on the subject of Poppy and her trials as a royal guard. She simply placed a hand on her chin with a bemused smiled.

" I'm sure you would fair well, Magic is so prevalent in my world, someone who can negate it has a distinct advantage for sure. Should things work out in your favor i shall see you are properly prepared for the next trials "

Her smile was warm at Poppy seeing how she had a true desire to see her little girl taken care of. She was doing so much to see she had the life that she didn't get. It was very clear to Blaze she would do anything to make Lilly happy even at the expense of her own. That sort of raw love was rare, and Blaze was touched by the display.

" Don't be so hard on yourself Poppy, you sound as if you have done well for yourself. Lilly seems very happy, filled with joy... and she very obviously loves her mother very much. Sometimes we need to stop back, and enjoy the little victories in life. Your Dedication to your daughter is something to be admired... "

The question concerning the medication did cause Blaze to stop but only momentarily. She took the bottle from Poppy taking a long look at it. She was no alchemist, nor a medical profession though she was more the confident the royal doctors would be able to replicate the bottle. Though it did wonder what sort of incident left the poor woman needing such permanent medication. As for schooling that was hardly a request considering the education system in Sol was something she often boasted about. She handed the bottle back to Poppy and again offered her a gentle smile.

" I will see what i can do about the Medication, i'm sure we can find someone to replicate it. As for your daughter and her education, i'm sure that is something we can discuss at length once we hear mothers decision. But yes we have a public school system, and i believe very highly in promoting higher education for all... "

" ... I do not think separating a mother and her child... conductive to either individual. I know you think this a great sacrifice... ensuring her a happy life here. But how happy do you think she would be knowing she might never see her mother again? "

She placed a hand on poppys shoulder

" Lilly needs you... no matter how altruistic this seems in your head, trust me on this. Tearing you away from her now would hurt her in ways you can't imagine... She'd spend her whole life trying to find the mother whom left her in a strange world. Or worse... she might hate you for it... no matter the outcome... it would leave a deep wound on her... and you to. "

" No, we'll find another solution if it comes to it... But i can't do that Poppy... i can't see you and your child torn from each other. I'd never be able to live with myself... "

[ahedderick]

Saturday night excitement

   A little while ago, to make my [long] day just a little easier*, I asked my son to take the dogs out for their final mini-walk / pee break of the day. He pulled on his coat and went out, dogs scrambling at his heels.

   Shortly thereafter he called his sister (from the yard) to come out and help him catch the possum he’d found chowing down on chicken feed. I benignly watched the scramble-to-action. This is not my issue to deal with. They have my benediction to Handle It.

   The he called ME to bring out the cat carrier. I do not actually want to Be Involved, but I slipped on my boots and grabbed the carrier. When I approached the chicken coop, my son was high in the largest apple tree, my daughter was lighting the situation with her phone, and the possum was out at the far end of a narrow branch. My big tom cat was thrilled to see hoomans out and about in the darkness, and was pouncing playfully around.

   Several iterations of potential possum removal played out. Unsuccessfully. But my son was resolute. We were going to capture and relocate this fluffy beaste, instead of shooting it. I was deputized to get my brand-new pruning saw. [Note: I could have taken offense at this, but I’m a confident enough parent to let my kids take the lead sometimes, and this was very much HIS project.]

   His idea was for his sister (a serious tree-climber) to climb up and saw the small limb the possum was clinging to. He himself would be waiting below with the cat carrier. And I would be wielding the flashlight. She, however, didn’t want to get anywhere near the possum. I was asked to climb the tree and use the saw. Well, I’ve climbed that tree many times. Never while wearing a nightgown and wellington boots, but I HAVE climbed it. So up I went.

   Until the boots betrayed me. I slipped. A large and sturdy branch stopped my fall, by means of smashing into the lower part of my ribcage. I clung there, wheezing, while below my kids experienced Extreme Stress. “Jus’ gimm’a’minute” I slurred.

   And then resumed climbing, and cut the sunuvabitchin’ branch. The possum fell silently (not very far, btw) and my son caught the  branch, and scooped the varmint swiftly into the cat carrier. I descended the tree and my daughter solicitously helped me from the last branch to the ground.

   I feel very much as if I’ve received a kidney punch. The Poss is on its way to a location at Home Farm where it won’t be tempted to dine on chicken. And I’d have been better off, perhaps, to walk the dogs myself. 

* why. Do I even.

[that-60s-jazz-song]

MY PLANTS BC THEYRE MY BABIES AND I LOVE HTEM

the psychic 7

(the two on the end don't count those are my sister's plants lol)

me (5'7'') vs sasha (my tallest plant at 6'4'')

size comparison between Sasha and Milla. (sasha is 6'4'', Milla is like just over 3 ft)

this is raz! he's my second youngest plant at the old age of 1 and is exactly 4'10'' LOL

i haven't seen any flowers from him yet. he does have some buds so i'll post those when they bloom

btw sasha, milla, and raz are Hawaiian sunset hibiscus. sasha is over his flowering stage (he's like 10, my old man) and milla is just over 5 so she still flowers and UGHHH it's so pretty when she does

(milla's flower today after a fresh rain. so pretty i love her so much!!!)

and finally.

so this is Compton Boole and I just planted him about an hour ago. he's a native plant. no idea which one (i forgot) but he's bound to get over 5 feet tall and he's a pretty sturdy little guy. he's more of a tree though so #privacy

compton measures in at a whopping 28.5 cm and i'm planning to measure him and his growth every 3 days

i will be sleeping outside for a few nights in a tent to make sure no fucking possums try to eat him :D (I HATE THEM THEY'RE SO ANNOYING)

[alltimefail-sims]

17 and 26 for both Erwin and Zoe, please and thank you!

17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When?

Zoe is very well traveled! I've talked about this a bit in the past, but before her mom got sick they would go on wildly lavish vacations! Her mom valued exposure to historic places, other culture, and other customs so she worked hard to ensure her daughter appreciated those things as well and didn't "live in a bubble." Zoe hasn't really traveled much since her mom died, partly because of money but more-so because it makes her sad to travel alone. She feels the absence of her mom too much and even when she's with friends it just hasn't felt the same.

Erwin's family wasn't wealthy by any means, so they would travel to visit his grandma on his mother's side of the family for holidays or sometimes just for long weekends (she lived roughly 4 hours from them, so it was enough of a distance and time commitment to be considered traveling imo). They also went on family vacations every now and then to affordable, middle-class-family touristy places like Gatlinburg (they went to Dollywood one year) but they never had the money to do like... Disneyland, cruises, out of the country travels, or anything extravagant. Their vacations were not done yearly but more like every 2 or 3 years. Erwin would like to travel more, but he's been pretty preoccupied the last couple of years.

26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance?

Zoe's answer is kind of elaborate lmao - she's never had a "home of her own." She currently lives in a sorority house and she has her own room because she has a leadership position. She likes things to be bright, full of natural-light and she decorates with plants, soft colors, and simple patterns. She is a very clean, organized person who always seems put together. Always rocking the "no makeup" dewy look: glowing and put together in a way that takes a lot of maintenance and discipline and her physical space would reflect that. We know that she inherits her uncle's home in Strangerville, and all I'm gonna say is that his home is.......... not those things lmfao. But I digress!

I know that every time I talk about how Erwin is essentially a trash possum I get someone in my asks complaining that I've made him not an uwu boy... but he lives in a shitty motel room and it is a MESS. I would argue that this is not who he is by default, but just who he has become after a lot of time putting his own needs on the backburner to chase a mystery bigger than he originally realized. His place looks like the inside of his head - wildly disorganized, littered with remnants of vending machine meals and takeout, pieces of his true personality here and there that are buried deep below the mess and chaos, untouched more and more as time passes. He would say he doesn't have a sense of style, but I'd call him a thrift-store-grandpa mixed with alternative, bookish, academic. He likes statement pieces - shirts with dumb sayings and sturdy denim, fun patterned socks and button downs layered under jackets littered with patches and pins he's collected over the years. Contrary to popular belief he does not willingly walk around with tin-foil hats or Christmas light colanders on his head 🤦... that's just a gimmick uniform for the conspiracy stand he works at!

Prompt here - ask me about my OCs!