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Pearl has climbed a tree!

Pearlescentmoon is climbing a very tall tree!

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Throwing my alien!Pearl propaganda at you.

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The most productive women in the bussiness meeting

[Day 9🎲]

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oops! all meowth

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Fellow netherborn spotted!

It was so cute how excited Tango was about her skin, especially when everyone else was ragging on it. And it looked like a ghast to me. With the happy ghast lore I thought ghastborn probably need goggles to protect their sensitive eyes.

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part 2! full moon for double life pearl of course!

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pearl through the life series seasons as moon phases, starting with waxing gibbous for last life pearl!

might go back and change some things, but I've already started on the next 2 and if I don't decide it's finished enough to post now I probably never will

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The results of this being that 66.3% of people who answered are transmasc, sapphic, or both is crazy. Improbably high numbers. Ms Moon, cishet woman, is leading the transmascs and sapphics into battle.

Now I just have a question based on the demographics of Pearl fans I’ve seen on Tumblr who mostly seem to be one of two things.

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Uh hope it’s okay I wrote fic about this:

Pearl dreams of wolves. Her wolves, of course. She recognizes them as easily as she would herself. Matchbox, clingy as ever. Mailbox and his awkward gait, still an adolescent by the end of the game. Billy, whose fur was a mottled gray and brown (his coat had been the same when she found him transformed). Villy, her newest baby, slightly ghostly at his edges with having disappeared and been brought back. The three dogs she had picked up and never named, their faces so sweet and hopeful. Even Milly, and her missing leg and tongue too big for her mouth. There is her Double Life pack mingling with her Last Life pack, flowing into each other in waves of fur, indistinct enough from one another that she does know who is from where but she knows she loves them all the same.

And of course, Tilly. Her sweet girl, the biggest and scruffiest looking of all the wolves. She is hulking, direwolf sized, fur matted with blood and dirt. She is kind and gentle as she picks up some of the puppies who had not yet grown when Pearl won.

In her dreams, Pearl runs with them, sleeps in their piles. They do not follow her lead so much as they all move together easily.

In her dreams, they hunt together. Tilly’s maw dips into a river and she pulls out a pile of cod and koi with beautiful shining red and orange scales. Pearl eats them with a pit in her stomach. A graceful deer, with a ginger coat and green eyes, comes too close to Pearl and Billy growls, pounces, tears it apart and offers strips of meat to the pack. She watches in horror (and so much guilt because she had wanted to kill that deer herself). A red bird swoops to stupidly dive bomb them and he is caught easily in Mailbox’s mouth. He nudges Pearl’s hand with his bloody muzzle and drops it by her feet and she can only laugh.

Pearl wakes up in their shared twin bed, pinned under her teammates, and she almost screams. It’s nothing like sleeping with the weight of the pack. The warmth isn’t comforting, it’s suffocating. She is covered in people and has never felt more alone. (Not true, she has felt this alone, in the tower. But she had been properly by herself then, this ache is so different.)

Pearl is the tallest so she naturally ended up on the bottom of their weird sleeping arrangement. She remembers the bed meant for Etho upstairs and wonders if he would mind if she used it. She wonders if her teammates would wake her up, pouting. If they would sigh and tut and tell her it’s just too evil to leave them without their Pearl in the middle of the night. Maybe they would accuse her of having snuck out to some other team’s base in the middle of the night. Maybe they wouldn’t even notice, would wake up and fall into conversation in that way that comes easily to the two of them and in stuttering stops to Pearl and not even care that she wasn’t with them until she came downstairs.

Pearl doesn’t move, doesn’t sigh. She wishes she could convince them to let Villy sleep in the bed too, but it already creaks under the three of them and one more body might be too much. Their faces are slack and peaceful in sleep. She doesn’t want to hurt them. No harm, no fowl.

that cold, familiar feeling

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idk quick pearl doodles

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that cold, familiar feeling

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Pearl is in the shrek movie.

Pearlescentmoon is in Shrek (2001)!

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SO weird to me that the default assumption in modern fandom is that you must be attracted to your favorite characters. nah man those are just my funky little guys and gals i want to study them under a microscope. i want to put them in a mason jar and shake it and see what happens

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this is 100% nf and no worries if you don’t have the motivation / time but !!! if ur sketch requests r open and ur up for it could I request wholesome galaxy duo (pearl & scott)? 🥺

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idk quick pearl doodles

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They turned my girl into a myspace user 😔