#tas caterpillar

[hellsitegenetics]

If you are still accepting loveposts for random animals, may I add saturniidae moths as a whole?

They are quite literally the best moth family ever and the only exception in my brain is the death's head moth.

It's got absolute treasures such as the luna moth and various moon moths, cecropia moths, the largest moth species atlas moths, silk moths in general, io moths, rosy maple moths, and so much more! They have some of the chunkiest caterpillars I have seen!

Did I mention the largest moth is in this family. Because the largest moth is in this family. 10/10 would saturniid again.

String identified: a t acctg t a aa, a a ata t a a ?

T a t ta t t t a a t ct a t at' a t.

t' gt at ta c a t a t a a t, cca t, t agt t c ata t, t ga, t, a t, a c ! T a t ct cata a !

t t agt t t a. ca t agt t t a. 10/10 at aga.

Closest match: Fragum fragum genome assembly, chromosome: 16 Common name: White strawberry cockle

[screamingtheo]

Everyone, please say Hello to Timothy Ta-... erm... Twinkle!

Timothy Twinkle! ... haha...

Timothy is your friendly neighbor! Just a completely harmless beetle with nothing to hide, haha...

... okay, maybe he isn't that harmless...

Name: Timothy Tarantula Twinkle

Pronouns: he / him

Species: Tarantula ... G-Goliath Beetle...

Timothy is a Goliath Beetle, who randomly appeared in the neighborhood one day. No one really knows where he comes from or why he moved here, but... he is a friendly fella, so don't worry!

He loves to participate in Julies games, helps Sally with her plays, assists Poppy in the kitchen or carries Wally's easel whenever he wants to paint in nature. Most times you can find him looming over his neighbors and... I-I mean... helping his neighbors! Haha...

Due to his height, he is a great help carrying stuff or reaching for the cookie jar on top of the shelf.

...

You're not believing me, do you...?

Okay... maybe Timothy is a Tarantula, creeping around the neighborhood and waiting for the perfect opportunity to let his dear neighbors "disappear"...

Did you know the limbs of a spider can grow back? Timothy makes sure to "get rid" of two of his arms whenever they start to grow back, so he maintains his beetle-like appearance. He also likes to wear fake antennas on a cheap hairband.

You don't believe Frank would ever fall for some fake antennas, do you?

No of course not! Frank is well aware of Timothy's intentions and both are highly suspicious of each other.

Howdy also sees right through Timothy and tries to keep his neighbors safe. Timothy does his best to avoid Howdy... he is a bit intimidated by that caterpillar...

Eddie as well as Poppy are oblivious to Timothy being a Tarantula. They even maintain somewhat of a friendship with Timothy... though Eddie wonders why Frank seems to dislike their new friend...

Wally, Julie and Sally are also oblivious. They enjoy spending time with their new neighbor, not realizing that Timothy sees them more as a snack than friends...

Barnaby and Home aren't quite sure what to think of Timothy. That new neighbor seems to avoid them both as best as he can. It's probably because of his fear of dogs... but why does he also avoid Home and averts direct eye contact...?

[trashcanplant]

A Gathering

Eddie Dear yawned himself awake and slid the watch onto his wrist. He looked at the calendar he had hung across from his bed. Today there was to be a gathering! He dressed himself up nicely, made sure his slacks were straight and his shirt was ironed, and Eddie tied his tie just-so to make sure that everything was in check. As he began to leave the small area he called home from behind his post office counter, Eddie grabbed his hat and placed it squared on his head.

“Now… what exactly was it that I needed ta bring to the meetin’ today? Was it the glitter glue or was it the stamps n’ stickers?” He asked the stapler, which he had affectionately put googly eyes on. Eddie talked aloud to himself frequently, hopping from shelf to shelf behind the counter.

“I think Jules got the glitter glue, or was it the chalk? And… and… oh, right! I was in charge of bringing stamps and stickers! And some extra paper. Right, right, right. Alrighty. Now the only problem is where’d I put the extra construction paper?” He hummed to himself, bending down low to try and find the paper.

Sally found herself strolling down the promenade before the meeting. She was the one in charge of setting it up, after all. She gathered by the clock, looking across the way to see Howdy approaching with a folding table in hand.

“Howardson! Oh, over here! Do set this table right here for me?” Sally asked with her grandiosity. She waved to a spot right next to the clock tower. Howdy chuckled and set it down, unfolding it.

“Well, Sally, whatever you say! Ho Ho, boy, this meetin’s gonna turn out better than Poppy’s famous peach-pie, don’t ya think?” He posed the question, leaning down with a hand on the table. Sally swatted it away and laid a cloth over it.

“Yes, yes, this will be just the best formal neighborhood gathering since the mailman moved to town.” She said dismissing the notion. Howdy shook his head.

“Boy, you sound just like my cousin Chet, who was tellin’ his siblin’ Paulette not to go round makin’ a bet with his sister Nanette, who’s an amazing swimmer, that they could swim across the lake and be back before dinner.” Howdy explained in his round about way about way. Sally looked at him with a confused smile.

“Oh, you and your family. I’ll never understand how you keep them in check!” She shook her head. Sally heard the high-pitched jabber of an approaching Julie, followed by the nasally laughter of an accompanying Frank.

“—And so I was telling Marnie about the meeting, but she says it’s still too cold outside to come out! Oh, hiya Sally! Hi Howdy!” Julie waved to her neighbors. Sally smiled

“Jules, Frank.” Howdy greeted the pair. The caterpillars antenna wriggled slightly, maybe at the slight displeasure of seeing of Frank. The taller of the two seemed unaware of this, holding his small tote bag which contained Julie’s chalk and the item they were assigned to bring.

“Oh hello everyone! Are we the first ones to arrive here?” Frank asked, a gentle smile on their face. Sally sighed, approaching him and rifling through their bag.

“Yes, yes, Franklin, you and Juliette, ever punctual! Did you bring the folding paper?”Sally asked, looking through the bag as Frank practically threw it off of him. Julie giggled.

“Oh, Sally, Frank would never forget to bring something to a meeting as important as this!” She laughed. Howdy just rolled his eyes, hands on his hips.

“Sally, it ain’t polite to go lookin’ through your neighbors stuff!” Howdy chided the star. She merely puffed out her chest and grabbed the box of chalk and the folding paper.

“But this is an important meeting, Howardson! One can’t go into a meeting such as this without knowing what everyone has or has not brought!” She retorted. In the distance, the gentle squawks of Poppy approached. Everyone turned to see a very anxious bird out of her barn.

“Oh my feathers… am I late? I brought the yarn, and the knitting needles, and the basket to hold the yarn, and oh my goodness have I forgotten something?” Poppy asked, flitting about with the basket in her wings. She received a chuckle from Frank.

“Oh, Poppy, no need to fret! Surely you couldn’t have forgotten anything, you always double and triple check.” They comforted the big bird. Poppy hummed nervously, her feathers falling out.

“This time I even quadruple checked.” She replied. Sally sighed, shaking her head and gently taking the basket from Poppy and setting it on the table.

“Franklin’s right, Poppy dear, you mustn’t worry! Look at yourself, you’re molting! We must all be as prim and proper as we can be for this very important meeting!” Sally said. The majority of neighbors nodded, and heard the ever familiar approaching of footsteps of Home’s funniest and most helpful neighbors.

“He-e-ey everybody! Hope we ain’t too late for the meetin’!” Barnaby greeted his neighbors. Wally stood right next to his best friend, a gentle smile plastered on his face.

“Hi Sally, hi Howdy, hi Poppy, hi Frank, hi Julie-“ droned the smallest neighbor. Everyone mumbled a how-do-you-do to Wally, while Sally approached him with her larger-than-life attitude.

“Walliford! Do tell me you and Barnaby brought the paints and paint brushes!” Sally asked, taking the small coffee tin Wally held in his hand.

“Yeah, no need ta worry, Sal! I made sure Wally got everything all packed up nice and special in that coffee pot!” Barnaby said, standing up from how he’d been walking on all fours. Howdy approached him, while Julie and Sally helped set up the table.

“Say, Barn, do you think he’ll show up?” Howdy asked. The caterpillars eyes drifted to Frank. They were fussing over how the art supplies were to be arranged on the table. Poppy approached the small gathering of the tallest neighbors.

“Do you think he’ll remember..?” She asked anxiously, fiddling with her feathers. Barnaby clicked his tongue and shook his head.

“Well, if worse comes to worse, we’ll have things all set up even if he forgets to show up.” The dog replied. This seemed to satisfy them, as the neighbors waited in the town center for the mailman to arrive.

Eddie sat anxiously at the post office counter. What had he forgotten was today? He checked through all his notes, including those he wrote on the bathroom mirror. Nothing was written down. He paced around, talking to himself.

“I knew there was somethin’ big I had to do today. I just know it! I- I couldn’t be makin’ things up now could I? Somebody woulda dropped in by now, surely, if I had missed something.” He spoke to himself. Eddie’s chest felt heavy, his breath growing shallow. Why couldn’t he remember this? He knew something big was today.

A calm washed over his mind. If there weren’t any notes, no visits from anyone, then it mustn’t have been something that important. But something ached at his mind, on the tip of his tongue. No, it wasn’t anything big. Probably just another one of Sally’s performances, or Barnaby’s sets. Was that what he needed the construction paper for? Was he going to make posters for everyone with Wally?

It didn’t matter, because Eddie did not end up leaving the post office that day. Everyone stood around the clock tower, waiting anxiously for him to arrive. Sally sighed.

“What kind of oaf doesn’t show up to his own birthday party?!” She asked, huffing as she tore the decorations down. Poppy helped to get the banner Wally had made from off of tower.

“He must have forgotten, maybe someone should have gone and gotten him.. I was certain he had written notes for himself!” Frank said. They sounded worried, fiddling with his bow tie.

“It’s okay, Frank. Maybe we can go to him?” Wally proposed. But nobody could hear him over the sound of the tower chiming 6. It was time to head home for the day. Another year, another forgotten birthday party.

Yet Home remembered. It remembered very well.

[stiltonbasket]

hello! i hope you are having a lovely day 💕

i’d like to ask wangxian for the ship ask game :)

who’s the werewolf and who’s the hunter

Lan Wangji would have to be the werewolf; werewolf!Wei Wuxian would be having an even worse time than usual, for obvious reasons. D:

who’s the mermaid and who’s the fisherman

Merman Wei Wuxian, fisherman Lan Wangji. (coughs in merfolk au)

who’s the witch and who’s the familiar

Lan Wangji is the witch, with adorable familiar Mothxian! He comes with a very sleepy caterpillar!Yuan, who (like Wei Wuxian) has the ability to shapeshift into a full-sized human.

who’s the barista and who’s the coffee addict

Teenage Lan Wangji decides to take a summer job at a coffee shop to learn about financial responsibility....and promptly meets someone who clearly knows nothing about finances, judging by the money he spends at the coffee shop each day. Lan Wangji starts giving Wei Wuxian free lattes just so that WWX doesn't bankrupt himself.

who’s the professor and who’s the TA

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian are both TA-ing for classics professor Lan Qiren. It is a transformative experience for everyone involved, whether they want to be transformed or not.

who’s the knight and who’s the prince(ss)

Wei Wuxian is the knight most trusted general to emperor Lan Wangji. But Lan Wangji is sick and tired of watching Wei Wuxian ride to war alone...and one day, he follows him.

who’s the teacher and who’s the single parent

Teacher Lan Wangji doesn't have favorites among his students, but he can't help finding bakery bao A-Yuan extra-adorable.

Meanwhile, dad WWX can have a favorite "son's teacher"--and he does.

who’s the writer and who’s the editor

Wei Wuxian is writing a webnovel based on his tragic college romance with Lan Wangji...but unbeknownst to him, Lan Wangji is his new editor, working under a pseudonym.

[cozmicclown]

WELCOME HOME TRANSCRIBED: #1 Howdy & Poppy

This is a fan-made transcript of the first Welcome Home secret bug audio clips. I took great care to ensure the dialogue is as ACCURATE as humanly possible. That being said, any visuals or actions taken by the characters are generated through my own creative presumptions. I already have #2 and #3 written out, so I’ll be posting more of these. These are a fun exercise to practice script writing. Plain text version of the transcription is below. Enjoy!

1 - INT. POPPY'S BARN - DAY

POPPY, BIGGEST NEIGHBOUR, CHICKEN AND SWEETHEART, SITS KNITTING IN A HUGE ARMCHAIR AMIDST BALLS OF YARN OF EVERY COLOUR, OCCUPYING EVERY AVAILABLE SURFACE.

POPPY (Mutters to herself in concentration)

Oh, stitch. Dropped a stitch again...

HOWDY, LOCAL MULTI LIMBED CATERPILLAR SHOPKEEPER, ALSO LOCAL PUSHY SALESMAN, IS HEARD APPROACHING POPPY'S HOME.

HOWDY (O.S.)

Delivery here! I've got a deliver here for one Ms. Partridge...

HOWDY APPEARS IN THE HALF OPEN DUTCH DOORS OF POPPY'S HOME, BROWN PAPER WRAPPED PARCEL IN HAND, AND CONTINUES HIS SPIEL.

HOWDY (CONT'D)

Courtesy of Howdy's dependable, door to door to door delivery service!

POPPY (Light surprise)

Oh! Oh my feathers, Howdy! You frightened me.

POPPY SETS DOWN HER KNITTING AND CAREFULLY APPROACHES THE DOOR.

HOWDY

Terribly sorry ma'am. 'Suppose I shoulda knocked?

POPPY

Oh, no, no, that would have frightened me too.

(Nervous laughter before excited OH!)

Oh! Is that my order of yarn? Thank you.

POPPY TAKES THE PARCEL FROM HOWDY AND STOWS IT UNDER HER WING.

HOWDY

It sure is Poppy. Hot off the shelves, just the way ya like'em.

(Notices all the yarn laid about inside)

Boy, looks like you already gotta hoard that'd make a dragon jealous.

Whatcha need even more yarn for? Not that I'll turn down a sale, heh heh.

POPPY GIVES A SOFT LAUGH AT THE JOKE BEFORE SPEAKING.

POPPY (light stuttering)

Oh, I'm just working on some scarves and sweaters and such. I want everyone in the ne- neighbourhood to have something warm to wear in-when, you know, winter comes along. Feels like these changing seasons keep sneaking up on me, heh.

HOWDY

Hah, I hear that, not enough daylight ta get everything done. Course, it helps ta have an extra pair of hands!

HOWDY CRACKS UP AT HIS OWN JOKE AND POPPY AWKWARDLY JOINS IN SHORTLY AFTER.

HOWDY (CONT 'D)

'Seems like you know that already, though. I can see you've recruited an extra pair of your own today.

HOWDY GESTURES OVER TO THE PUPPET SHAPED YARN PILE SAT ON A POUFFE BY THE ARMCHAIR. A PAIR OF YELLOW HANDS STICK OUT, PINK YARN NEATLY COILED BETWEEN THEM. THE STRING RUNS FROM THE HANDS TO POPPYS CURRENT KNITTING PROJECT.

POPPY (Referring to the yarn pile)

Oh, heh heh, yes. Thank you again for your help dear. And thank goodness for it, I was worried I was going to get all tangled up with all these colours of yarn.

HOWDY (In serious agreement with POPPYs joke)

Hmmm, I can see why, it's a real risk.

A MOMENT OF QUIET BEFORE POPPY TURNS BACK AND RESPONDS, SURPRISED AND NERVOUS.

POPPY

It- it is?

HOWDY

Well, sure. But lucky for you, I think I might have something ta help.

HOWDY REACHES INTO HIS APRON POCKET AND PULLS OUT A METAL DEVICE WITH A FLOURISH, IT'S ARMS SPINNING WITH A RATTLE, REMINISCENT OF A SNAKE.

HOWDY (CONT' D)

BEHOLD!

POPPY GIVES OUT A VERY FRIGHTENED, CHICKEN-LIKE SQUAWK! BEFORE STICKING HER HEAD UNDER HER WING IN FEAR.

HOWDY (Continues over a few more squawks)

N- no, no, nothing to fear here. What you're looking at is a bon-a-feeday yarn spinner. Perfect for keeping all your extra neatly spooled up.

HOWDY TURNS THE CRANK ON THE SPINNER TO DEMONSTRATE AS HE SAYS THE LAST PART, THE MECHANISM RATTLES AGAIN.

HOWDY (CONT 'D)

Safe. Effective. And...No pesky batteries or electricity to fret over.

POPPY PEEKS OUT FROM HER WINGS BEFORE TAKING HER FULL HEAD OUT SHEEPISHLY.

POPPY (voice shaking)

Well, oh, well, that-t does sound helpful, doesn't it?

HOWDY CUTS IN BEFORE SHE FINISHES HER RHETORICAL QUESTION.

HOWDY

Sure does! Here, heh heh, tell ya what, today only, as an extra special deal for an extra special customer, you can give'er a whirl, no strings attached. Well, no strings but yarn that is. Hah ha!

POPPY STARTS TO INTERRUPT HIM AT "BUT YARN THAT IS" AND CONTINUES TO TRY. SOMEHOW HOWDY GOT POPPY TO TAKE THE DEVICE FROM HIM.

HOWDY (Talking over POPPY)

Well, I've already overstayed my welcome. Got a whole shipment back at the shop I've gotta sign for.

POPPY

Oh, t-t ah- heh eh heh. Ehhhh, buuu-... oohh but - *exhales*, *inhales*, welllll, alright then. Oh.

HOWDY

I'll check in on you and your new wonder device next time I bring you an order Poppy. ‘Til then.

HOWDY DISAPPEARS FROM THE DUTCH DOOR WITH A TWO HANDED WAVE. POPPY STANDS IN HER ENTRYWAY, PARCEL UNDER WING, AND BEGINS TO INSPECT THE YARN SPINNER.

POPPY

Oh, I don't know how to work these things but- well he was so insistent it'd be helpful, do you think you can help me figure this thing out WallE€*YY??

End Scene

[cherrythepuppet]

A Dear In Headlights

Boxes. Thats what Jonsey saw in front of Franks house while on his walk to Howdy Place, He also saw Penny there and she wasn't destroying Frank's garden but instead helping move boxes inside "She seems like such a little doll! I bet Dandy will like her" Penny exclaimed

"I hope she'll be able to adjust well… I still have to enroll her into Deirdre's school" Frank sighed "I can probably help ya with that" Penny shrugged

Penny picked up a box then used her head to open the front door and she put a box inside "Say, Where is the little miss?" She asked

"Hm? Oh She wanted to explore the neighborhood" Frank repliedJonsey watched the two interact thinking it seemed a bit… Strange to see them talking and not yelling at each other

After a moment of watching He decided to continue on his way ignoring the two, He opened the door to Howdy´s place but didn't see Howdy at the counter but He saw the tall caterpillar standing in one of the aisles

"Mr Pillar! Im back" Jonsey called out

"One monet Jones!" Howdy said as he grabbed something off the top shelf then bent down "Here ya go" Howdy mumbled "Thank you!" A high-pitched voice told him

Jonsey perked up and looked over but couldn't see much so he moved over to the second Asile and peeked through the shelves, Yet even then he could hardly see anything just a small girl with a mop of orange-red hair

Jonsey frowned then one of the boxes of cereal was taken off the shelf, Jonsey blinked and saw the face of a girl with orange eyes and freckles

The girl froze and stared at him before she slowly put the cereal back and acted like nothing happened

"I think I've got everything, May I check out now?" She asked "Of course. Follow me" Howdy replied while he walked over to the counter and the girl checked out then left

Jonsey looked at the girl and at Howdy

"Jonsey! Howd the delivery go?" Howdy asked "Good" Jonsey paused "Who was that?" He added "Who? The girl?" Howdy muttered as Jonsey nodded

"Oh uh- well i believe that she´s Ed´s neice and she´s gonna live at Franks" Howdy explained "Saw Penn helpin´ with the unpacking over at Frank´s too, Strange sight ta se those two get along" Howdy chuckled

Well That explains the boxes "And im pretty sure the girls name is Bella and that shes around your age" Howdy added

"So now ya dont have to spend all your time with Me but dont forget about me!" He told Jonsey"I wouldnt!" Jonsey squeaked as Howdy patted him on the head…

Happy late birthday @trashcanplant!! Im sorry i was late with the writing (Very late- its been almost two months i feel awful-) And im sorry its short too, It was difficult writing kids

[haikuandmore]

Sparkling caterpillars Each and every one of us Sparkling caterpillars In our little worlds We wiggle delightedly We make love And do sundry other things Or argue intermittently With our own toes Then we have an epic yawn Before the deep slumber (dreaming of becoming a butterfly). · Những con sâu lấp lánh Từng mỗi chúng ta Những con sâu lấp lánh Trong thế giới nhỏ bé Của mình Ta thích chí ngo ngoe Ta làm tình  Và các thứ linh tinh Hoặc cãi nhau lai rai Với ngón chân cái Của mình Rồi ta ngáp sái quai hàm Trước giấc ngủ dài (mơ thành một con bướm). - Bạt Xứ Art: Bui Quang Vien

[blubushie]

Hope your mental health walkabout helps ya feel better. Here's a cute worm to help you get wherever you're going

Ta!! It means a lot <3

And OH MY GOD A CATERPILLAR I LOVE CATERPILLARS

[hellsitegenetics]

Well since you mention valentine's professions of love, I think it wouldn't be right if I didn't take this chance to extoll the virtues of moths. Firstly, they're adorable. Some of them are really fuzzy and have cute antennae. The rosy maple moth and the common silk moth are both very very cute. Secondly, (as this blog proves again and again) there are SO MANY of them in such a huge variety that you're bound to come across one that tickles your fancy! Take the Atlas Moth for example! It's got a wing span of nearly 25cm! That's like the size of a small bird! (You have no idea how much I want to pet a large moth species. Not the caterpillars though. Never touch random caterpillars. In fact, some moth caterpillars have hairs and stuff that you definitely do not want to touch due to them being poisonous.) Thirdly, moths are culturally and historically important! Silk has been a major industry for centuries upon centuries. The techniques of silk production and the actual moths themselves are the subject of myths in various cultures. They were once so jealously and secretively guarded that there are legends of how they came to be spread to different parts of Asia. I cannot stress how big of a deal silk was throughout the history of the world and how the trade of silk influenced international relations for hundreds, if not thousands of years. Oh and the thing is, common silk moths aren't the only silk-producing moth! There are several moths in the Saturniidae family that make cocoons of silk which are also used in modern, commercial silk production -- some of which don't result in the death of the chrysalid.

Look, I know whatever string of nucleotides this ramble produces will not end up matching the genetic sequence of a moth, because that's just how these things work but... I hope that people will look upon all the moths that do show up going forth with a fond and grateful eye because moths are truly magnificent creatures. Happy Valentine's Day!

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Closest match: Parapoynx stratiotata genome assembly, chromosome: 8 Common name: Ringed China-mark

[voidsentprinces]

Hermes: ...and this was approved by Hythlodaeus? Azem: Yep. Hermes: A caterpillar worm with large humanoid teeth and mouths all over its body and a phallic horn on its head was approved? Azem: It initially flew but that was denied. So this one got through. Hermes: And it can...cast meteor...wasn't the red bipedal bird and that carnivorous bovine off shoot enough? Azem: Nah, this one needs to be able to do it too. Hermes: One concept learning magic is one thing. Two is pushing it. Three, DEFINITELY NOT! I reject your wish for this concept. Azem: Its alright I got like two more. Hermes: A...giant chicken with a humanoid face that scream really loud and then balloons until explosion? Azem: In honor of my dear friend, Emet-Selch! Hermes: A book end but twelve stories tall with the body of a dragon that uses masks to shoot purple lazers? Azem: To haunt my dear friend, Emet-Selch! Hermes: I can't in good faith green light any of these. They are highly dangerous. Azem: Says the asshole who gave a go ahead on that one ladies tentacle mouth that vomits out liquid DISEASE! Hermes: I am sorry, Azem. But no. Do you have any others that are not an immediate terrible idea? Azem: Alright fine. Shelless bipedal turtle. It carries a lantern and wears a shabby hoodie. Hermes: That seems more ta-- Azem: It also stabs people with a knife if they stand around too long. Anti-loitering measures must be maintained! Hermes: ...okay, fuck it. I don't care anymore. Turtle approved. Meteion: Hermes...what does "fuck" mean? Hermes: And now I have to bleach her memory at Ktisis Hyperboreia. Always a pleasure, Azem. Azem: Like-wise :)

[margindoodles2407]

Margin's Links (AND ZELDAS!) Incorrect Quotes pt 2: Electric Boogaloo- Zelink Edition

By the way, if you've got any questions about who's who, I can answer them! If you've been around my blog for very long you should recognize most of them, but some- like Fractal and Radiance- I barely every talk about. Normally I'd post a list here but this post is going to be long as it is. Enjoy the quotes!

Young Sonata: My future husband must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Young Orpheus: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to his knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Young Sonata: That one. I want that one.

Tetra: Since we're in a relationship now, yer clothes are my clothes too. Don' ask me why I have yer tunic on, this is our tunic. Awakener: Fine, but when I come struttin' in with yer mum's bandanna I don' wanna hear it.

Tetra: BE A BETTER PERSON! Awakener: WHY?! Tetra: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS HECK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!

Forger: We’re getting married, suckas! Goddess: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem!

Eos: I used to be very reserved about it, but I've been dropping him rather obvious hints for almost a year now. No response. Dawnbringer: Wow. He sounds stupid. Eos: But he's not. He's quite smart actually. Just... dense. Dawnbringer: Maybe you need ta be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Eos: I guess you’re right. Link, I love you. Dawnbringer: See! Jus' say that! Eos: Holy Golden Three. Dawnbringer: If that flies over his head then, sorry Zel, but he's too dumb fer you. Eos: Link.

*fleeing the castle segment of ALttP* vvvv

Odysseus, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Visionary, confused: I mean, this is my castle, so yeah.

Luminary: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Sunshine: Silent Princess, why? Luminary: Sunshine: Were you going to get me flowers? Luminary: Sunshine: Luminary: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Goddess: My hands are cold. Forger: Here, let me hold them. Goddess: My lips are cold too. Forger: *covers Goddess's mouth with his hand*

Luminary: Zelda and I are no longer dating. Sunshine: Link, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

Phantasma: Link, you love me, right? Engineer: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

Radiance: Okay, but what if we went to dinner not as friends this time? Fractal: AS ENEMIES?! Radiance:

Graffiti: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet? Iconography: What? Like J F K W S Q X- Graffiti: No, like, U R A Q T. Iconography: Awwww!

Sunshine: Hey, about that love letter you sent me- Luminary: *blushes* What are your thoughts? Sunshine: The fourth sentence- Luminary: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I- Sunshine: It’s “you’re”, not “your”.

Valkyrie: That was so sweet, Link. Paladin: I literally called the guy who just flirted with you a degenerate dog and told him I hope he gets dragged through the streets. Valkyrie: I'm so in love with you.

Dawn: The stars are so beautiful... Genesis: They're just giant balls of gas. Dawn: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then- Genesis: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Dawn: Oh...

Adult Timeline!Orpheus: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you. Adult Timeline!Sonata: That's great, Link. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 years.

Odysseus: You're pretty and you're smart, and you're ignoring me so you're obviously my type. Visionary, who was distracted: I'm sorry- what were you saying? Odysseus: Perfect.

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The Padded Palace Act III: Chapter 5

DISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, crossdressing, inappropriate language, humiliation, masturbation/diaper sex, and other ABDL themes. Be sure to check out the link in the description if you need to start all the way back from the first chapter in Act I! I hope you enjoy!

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With the minute hand sharply pointing upward and the hour hand in the opposite position, Connor stared at the pastel-colored clock in the nursery dreading life as the sound of three extra-hyper munchkins invaded his eardrums. Typically, six o’clock would mark the end of the working day, where he would get to wave goodbye to Stacy, Riri, and Ellie before enjoying a nice, relaxing weekend off. Tragically, that was not the case today as all six o’clock signaled that it was time to change out of their coveralls and dresses, and into the PJs they had brought from home.

Stomping over to the rocking chair where Connor was resting, Stacy placed a hand on her hip while pointing toward the door to the nursery with the other. “We not changin in front of chus,” she said as she grabbed the sleeve of his button-up shirt and attempted to yank him up from his chair, though she lacked the adequate strength to pull off such a maneuver.

“Alright, alright, I can see when I’m not wanted,” said Connor teasingly as he made his way out of the nursery, stopping as he reached the door, “You know, Stacy, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

“GET OUT!” shouted Stacy in response, grabbing a nearby plushy and chucking it at Connor, forcing him to flee to avoid being hit.

Placing her hands on her cheeks in shock, Riri scrambled to her feet and sprinted toward the door. “TUMBY!” she yelled, rushing to the aid of the stuffed animal that had been used as an impromptu projectile. Holding the stuffy in her arms, she turned to look at Stacy with watery eyes, “Don fwow fwens! Chus neesa apple-a-gize.”

“Ish a pwushy, ish fine,” said Stacy, rolling her eyes at Riri’s genuine panic over the well-being of what to her was nothing more than an inanimate object.

Folding her arms around Tumby, Riri took in a big lungful of air before shutting her lips tight with her cheeks puffed out.

“What are you doing?” asked Stacy, annoyed but slightly amused by whatever Riri was up to. As the seconds began to tick by, though, she watched with growing concern as Riri’s face took on a fainted blue hue, “What the…just breathe!” She placed her hands on either side of Riri’s shoulders and shook her to no avail. Panicking, she said the only thing she could think of to make Riri stop. “Okay, fine, I’m sorry!”

Gasping for air, the color of Riri’s face returned to normal. She smiled, wiggling her shoulder in victory. “Hehehe! I gots chus to say chus sowwy,” she said, her mouth forming a very toothy smile.

“Dang Riri, you got Stacy to say sorry? I didn’t even think she knew that word existed,” said Ellie, not even trying to sound Little as she stood with her back turned to the others and pulled her green, t-rex footie pajamas up over her shoulders. Despite the incident with Connor and the caterpillar stuffy happening well before lunch was served, Ellie was still stewing over the way Connor sided with Stacy, causing her to feel animosity toward the both of them. Even when Connor had her up on the changing table, she refused to make eye contact with him, let alone say anything.

Sighing, Stacy recognized that if tonight was going to go how she wanted it to, then she was going to need Ellie on her side. Having already humbled herself once with Riri, she decided to rip the bandaid off now rather than letting it slowly peel. With the alphabet caterpillar in hand, she traversed the length of the nursery and set it down next to where Ellie was changing. “I didn mean ta make chus sad. I hope chus can fowgib me,” she said, strategically avoiding saying the “S” word so as not to concede more than she had to. If Stacy was anything, she was prideful.

Thankfully for the sake of friendship, Ellie didn’t question the lack of a direct apology and decided to take whatever Stacy was willing to give her. Her lip quivered as she turned around and threw herself into Stacy’s arms in a hug. Ellie may have been one to talk tough, especially when she felt slighted, but she was a big softie through and through.

Wrapping her arms around Ellie, Stacy was in no hurry to rush their embrace to an end, letting Ellie stay in her arms for however long she wanted. When Ellie finally broke from the hug, it was time for Stacy to go to work. She took hold of both of Ellie’s hands and leaned into her ear, whispering something quiet enough so that Riri couldn’t hear.

Giggling like the Little girl she was, Ellie nodded her head yes, agreeing to whatever Stacy had secretly asked of her. “Dis ish gonsa be a supa fun seep over,” she said, her body radiating pure energy as she was too excited to contain herself.

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Folding the large pizza box in half, Connor shoved the grease-covered container into the garbage can before wiping the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his arm. “Goddess-damn, it’s getting hot,” he said, commenting on the over 100-degree garage that he was standing in. Thankfully, the sweet embrace of AC was waiting for him as he stepped back inside the house and shut the door firmly behind him, “Perfect! Now all I have to do is get the dryer going and I’m done with housework.”

Jogging over to the washing machine, Connor popped it open and began depositing the damp clothing into the neighboring machine, doing his best to keep from fawning over the silky, frilly outfits. Over the past two months, his jealousy of the female sex had only grown stronger to the point where he dreaded removing his nighties every morning to put on his boring boy clothes. The material of his crew-neck t-shirts and blue jeans felt like sandpaper on his skin in comparison to the milky smoothness of silk and satin. Maybe he could convince Latasha to let him exchange his pull-ups for panties. Not every day but maybe once or twice a week.

*Bzzzzzzzz! Bzzzzzzzz!*

Suddenly, Connor’s eyes were drawn to his jeans pocket, where his cell phone was buzzing loudly for his attention. Pulling his phone out, a warm smile crossed his face as he saw Latasha’s name on the caller ID with the word, “Mommy,” next to her name in parenthesis. “Hey, Latasha! You guys still on the road?” he asked, leaning casually against the washing machine.

“Hi, Connor! We’re just getting checked into the hotel right now. The line is ridiculous, though. I don’t think I remember ABDL conventions being quite this packed,” she said in a half-joking, half-serious tone, “How’s everything going with you? Is the Palace still standing?”

Snickering at the way Latasha could sprinkle sugar over even the most probing questions, Connor decided to keep a tight lip on how stressed he’d been working as a solo caregiver. Latasha was just starting her vacation, after all. The last thing he wanted was for her not to trust him again in the future. “Everything’s fine on our end. The girls are actually changing into their PJs as we speak,” he said, trying to avoid going into too much detail about the day’s events.

“Excellent! I knew you could handle it,” said Latasha, unaware of how she was amplifying Connor’s guilt over not being more forthcoming about how challenging handling Padded Palace duties on his own had been, “Glad to hear you haven’t had too much trouble with the three little piglets.”

Before Connor could respond, another voice came through Latasha’s end of the call, one he recognized instantly. “Mommy! Mommy! Ish ouw tuwn!” shouted Skye excitedly just loud enough for the phone’s speaker to pick it up.

“Hehe! I think you need to worry about your own little piglet right now,” said Connor, deciding not to keep Latasha’s Little girl waiting any longer for her Mommy, “We can talk more later when you have time. I should probably be getting back to the girls myself.”

“Sounds good, Connor! If I don’t call again tonight, I definitely will tomorrow,” said Latasha, her voice turning into more of a whisper-yell as her sentence neared its end, “Love you, Connie.”

Connor’s face instantly turned red hearing Latasha said his Little name so soothingly. “I love you too, Mommy,” he said, beaming with youthful energy as he said those endearing words. As the call came to an end, he placed his phone back in his pocket and quickly finished putting clothes in the dryer before rushing back to the nursery with an extra pep in his step. “Okay, girls! Are you all done changing?” he said, placing his hand over his eyes as he entered the nursery.

However, before anyone responded, Connor was impacted by a pair of grabby arms wrapping themselves around his body. “Hiya! I gotchu!” said Ellie, giggling as she squeezed Connor tightly.

Ellie’s actions were enough to cause Connor to remove his hand from his eyes as he looked down at the felt dinosaur that was attacking him. “Eeeep! Someone help! I’m being eaten alive!” he said playfully, throwing himself against the wall as Ellie continued to cling to his torso.

“Wuh chus fink of my nightie, Connow?!” shouted Riri, jumping up and down on her tiptoes as she stood happily in her sparkly, purple nightgown, which stopped just as it reached her butt, keeping her diapers exposed at all times.

Peaking overtop Ellie’s dinosaur hood whilst keeping her distant enough from his pelvic region so as not to rustle his pull-ups, Connor bit his tongue behind his endearing smile, doing everything in his power not to feel envious of Riri’s adorable outfit. “You look cute as can be, Riri,” he said, transferring the blush that had previously filled his cheeks to Riri.

“Yeah! I love the look, Riri. Giving off real Target Exclusive vibes,” said Stacy, doing nothing to disguise how back-handed her compliment was. Unlike Ellie and Riri, Stacy’s sleepwear looked almost too normal, dawning a simple, gray hoodie with no bottoms on to cover her bulbous diaper, “What about you Connor? Got any fun PJs you wanna show us?”

Knowing that Stacy was alluding to the pink pull-ups that were hidden under his jeans, Connor refused to drop the warm smile that he had given Riri, deciding to kill Stacy with kindness instead of barking back. “Sorry to disappoint. I typically just sleep in boxers,” he said, his statement only slightly false since that was what he had previously worn to bed before moving in with Latasha. He quickly changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on his own wardrobe for too long, lest Stacy get any mischievous ideas, “Well, girls, the night is young. Do you three wanna snuggle up and watch a movie or maybe play a board game?”

Stacy and Ellie made eye contact for a brief moment, prompting Ellie to raise her hand. “I wanna pway hide n’ seek!” she said, curling her lips inward to keep from chuckling like the naughty, scheming Little she was.

“Hmmm…I suppose a few rounds won’t hurt! Hide and seek it is!” he said, smiling brightly as he thought nothing of Ellie’s request, “You three go hide while I count to thirty.”

TO BE CONTINUED…

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Why is my TA threatening to eat a caterpillar. Please. I am too tired to deal with this.

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Didja know that the process for caterpillars 'ta turn into butterflies, metamorpa- metamorphosis, takes 'bout 10 'ta 15 days? Oh, and that they actually have see-through wings? They get the colour from reflection up against the scales coverin' them!

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How to Check Air in Caterpillar Fuel and Engine Speed

 How to check air in fuel and engine speed 

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 A. Check the air in the fuel The air in fuel test procedure is used to check the air in the fuel. This procedure can also help find the source of the air.  

(1) Check the fuel system for leaks. Make sure the fuel line connector is tightened well. Check the fuel level in the fuel tank. Air can enter the fuel system from the suction side between the fuel transfer pump and the fuel tank. 

 (2) Installera ett bränsleflödesrör 2P-8278 (observationsinstrument) i bränslereturröret. Installera om möjligt synmätare i en rak del av bränsleledningen som är minst 304,8 mm lång. OBS: Installera inte kikarsikten i höger -vinkelknäbågar, säkerhetsventiler och backventiler. Som visas i figur 3-1-41, observera bränsleflödet när motorn startas. Leta efter luftbubblor i bränslet. Om det inte finns någon olja i synmätaren, fyll på bränslesystemet. Om motorn startar, kontrollera luften i bränslet vid olika motorvarvtal. Kör om möjligt motorn med antagandet att det finns luft i bränslet. 

 (3) Om för många bubblor ses i synmätaren, installera en andra synmätare vid inloppet på bränsleöverföringspumpen. Om en andra nivåmätare inte är tillgänglig, ta bort synmätaren från bränslereturröret och installera den vid bränsleöverföringspumpens inlopp. Observera bränsleflödet när motorn startas. Leta efter luftbubblor i bränslet. Om motorn startas, kontrollera luften i bränslet vid olika motorvarvtal. Om vid inloppet av bränsleöverföringen pump Om överskottsluft inte ses, kommer luften att sugas in i systemet efter att ha passerat genom bränsleöverföringspumpen, fortsätt till steg (6); om för mycket luft ses vid inloppet av bränsleöverföringspumpen kommer luften in genom bränslesystemets sugsida i oljeöverföringspumpen. OBS: För att undvika personskador, bär alltid en skyddsmask när du arbetar med tryckluft. För att undvika tankskador, tryck inte bränsletanken över 55kPa.  

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(4) Trycksätt bränsletanken till 35 kPa. För att undvika skador på bränsletanken, applicera inte mer än 55 kPa tryck på bränsletanken. Kontrollera bränsleledningen mellan bränsletanken och bränsleöverföringspumpen för läckor. Om det finns en olja läcka, reparera den Kontrollera bränsletrycket och se till att bränsleöverföringspumpen fungerar korrekt. 

 (5) Om luftkällan inte hittas, koppla bort bränsletankens matningsledning och anslut den externa bränsletillförseln till inloppet på bränsleöverföringspumpen. Om detta löser problemet, reparera bränsletanken eller ståndröret i bränsletanken . 

 (6) Om insprutningshylsan är skadad eller skadad, kommer förbränningsgaser att läcka in i bränslesystemet. Om O-ringen på insprutningshylsan är trasig, saknas eller skadad, kan förbränningsgaser också läcka in i bränslesystemet. 

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 B. Kontrollera motorns varvtal

  Verktyget som krävs för att kontrollera motorvarvtalet är 1U-6602 optisk varvräknare (denna enhet är ett bärbart serviceverktyg) eller 9U-7400 flerstegsvarvmätarverktyg (Figur 3-1 -42). OBS: Det är också möjligt att använd det elektroniska serviceverktyget och se motorvarvtalet på det elektroniska serviceverktygets statusskärm. 9U-7400 flerstegsvarvmätarverktygsenheten mäter motorvarvtalet med hjälp av en elektromagnetisk pickupsensor. Den elektromagnetiska pickupsensorn är placerad i svänghjulshuset. Flernivåsvarvmätare kan också mäta motorvarvtal genom visuell inspektion av roterande motordelar. 1U-6602 optisk varvräknare är en universell optisk hastighetsmätare. Den optiska varvräknaren 1U-6602 registrerar endast den grundläggande ingångsfrekvensen för någon visuellt roterande del. Den grundläggande ingångsfrekvensen är den puls som genereras per varv av varje reflekterande remsa.

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Alang Machinery News 1847

MACHINERY BEACHED AT ALANG – SOSIYA SHIP RECYCLING YARD FOR DEMOLITION PURPOSE

Main Engine Make: Caterpillar Model: D399-TA Hp: 1090 Rpm: 1225