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prairie-tales · 1 year

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Key Marco cat, c.1600s.

Region: Florida.

This tribal representation of a kneeling cougar was part of an extraordinary archaeological find on Marco Island in 1896. This area of south-west Florida was originally populated by the Calusa Indians – hunter-gatherers who are known to have been fierce warriors. They fished in the estuaries and have been dubbed ‘The Shell People’ because of the great mounds of shells that have also been found here. They were scattered and disappeared soon after the Spanish explorers came to the area.

The Calusa were skilled artisans, and more than 1,000 pieces were discovered at the Key Marco site at the northern tip of the island, including masks and weapons, ceramics, bone and shell artefacts, some of which date back to the sixth century CE. The site was discovered by Captain W. D. Collier and excavated by Frank Hamilton Cushing. Dating from the seventeenth century, the cat is about 15cm (6 in) high and is in remarkably good condition. It is carved from wood and represents a feline/human figure. The anaerobic properties of the mud had preserved it for centuries.

Source: ‘Folk Art’, Susann Linn-Williams, pp. 154-55.

#Native American #traditional crafts #Marco Island #Florida #Calusa tribe #The Shell People #shells #Captain W D Collier #Frank Hamilton Cushing #folk art

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lest-we-forget-the-lamb · 1 year

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#i’m sorry #hannibal #nbc hannibal #my brain is something else at this point #i’m not saying actually eat people but the idea of cannibalism is inherently romantic #don’t actually eat people #ok?#1k #beetle shells #10k

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girlboyburger · 7 months

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#mspaint mouse doodlie #a mood as ive been coming out of my shell more and talking to people lately #(says something nice) (feels the need to clarify that i'm not flirting even though there's no reason to assume i was in the first place)#(tries to make a post about art being unable to be judged objectively) (writes 6+ paragraphs in my notes before condensing it to post)#this isnt me trying to be self deprecating btw i just know i do this :.] bc if i'm misunderstood i'll die.#oc: cow #fursona #furry #my art

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radiance1 · 10 months

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Alfred Pennyworth has in fact, perhaps, in the slightest of chances.

Picked up his Master's habit of collecting children as if they were on sale.

He was spending his time on one of those rare vacations he decided to take, it was nice, to relax with only the vague overhanging worry of something going wrong back at the manor that he's gotten very good at ignoring.

Only to come across a child bleeding out in an alley, heavily injured.

He would not be able to live with himself if he didn't at least try to help them however he could.

Such is how he acquired a child he later found to be a meta who whished to learn the ways of a butler.

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Danny had escaped from a GIW compound, after having been handed over by his family a while after his reveal. He felt, completely and utterly betrayed, when it happened. His parents, while hurt, he was at least capable of actually seeing them do it, but never would he have thought Jazz would do so as well.

They did it so happily, that he wondered if letting him go really was the greatest thing to happen to this family.

He chained, muzzled, all the ways to bind him they pulled all the stops too, knowing how dangerous he was. He wouldn't have even done anything then, too stunned by his families apart willingness at handing him over to the government.

He hated them.

He hated them so much.

The GIW facility was a terrible, cold, unfeeling place. One where they drilled thoughts into his head again and again until he found himself unconsciously repeating them when his head felt empty, one where his body gained a new mark day by day and pushed through tests, he had no clue of even hoping to comprehend what they would gain out of it.

It was a cold, unfeeling place. Placed in a cell of white and nothing else, with low walls and chains binding his body in place until the time came for another experiment.

It was a room he grew used to. One he even held some kind of strange, twisted affection for.

It was a room that held a tiny piece of safety, of rest. It was a room that taught him to hate.

A deep, powerful, disgusting, twisting hatred that crawled from the depths of his cells, corrupting his blood and carving itself deep into his bones. Forcing it's out of his pores until it practically oozed from his flesh.

It drowned his mind, tainting each and every thought, every memory, every dream, every waking moment until he could feel nothing but hatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehatehate.

When he was taken out of that he could feel nothing, with the drugs swimming their way through his blood that snapped the thin string keeping him between a person and an emotionless puppet.

He thinks that's what the GIW thinks he is.

And when he was placed back in that room, he could only hate.

It was a cycle. Stuck between feeling either nothing or hatred.

He hated feeling nothing, it made him feel like he wasn't real. Like it snapped the thread that held him between what a real person was and a dream.

So, he allowed himself to drown deep into his hatred. Until the white walls of his far to small room seemed to fade, until whatever sound he could have heard became nothing but dull noise.

Until the passage of time seemed to become just a blink.

He didn't know what day it was, when he saw it. Saw them. He didn't know the time, the date, the day, the hours. He knew nothing.

But he could recognize his family. Recognize one of the objects of his intense hatred that he forced his thoughts too. The people who willingly gave him up just like that and one of the causes for his current life.

He didn't know why they showed him them, he felt it some sick, utterly cruel joke. A joke he didn't know the punchline for, a joke the universe sent his way to make his life all the more miserable.

There were multiple of them. Multiple clones of his family. Som within test tubes, some being pulled out from the tubes, some walking around in lab coats. A waste of talent, they called it in his dad's case, a waste of intelligence in his mother's, and a waste of intellect in his sister's case.

His original family was already dead, he was told. Replaced by clones, clones that took over the legal decision to change his guardianship. Clones walking around twisting and desecrating his family.

'At least it was painless.' One of the clones said, talking with his mother's face. 'Far more than they deserved for having keeping a thing like him' spoken by his father's imposter.

The drugs pumping through his system to keep him calm, to keep him feeling nothing was suddenly pierced through by an intense feeling of horror, hate and self-loathing.

He should've known it wasn't his family. He should've done more! More to protect them! To keep them safe! The could've still been alive if he just knew.

In that moment, watching imposters speaking, walking, talking, breathing, with his families faces. He exploded. Exploded with a power fueled by nothing but his intense hatred for every. Single. Living being in this goddamn facility.

He killed whoever stood in his way. Managing to get his hands on relatively newly designed weapon, an ectoplasmic scythe (that also apparently could revert into an everyday item). Which he used to rip and tear throughout the entirety of the facility. He got injured, of course, he couldn't dodge everything, but he didn't care.

A body stuck between life and death, incapable of fully going one way or the other no matter what happened. Gifted supernatural powers fueled by wrath and twisting hatred and a weapon made by man yet in the range of the supernatural.

They didn't stand a change. He killed them all. No matter who it was, man, woman, clone. He didn't, couldn't care. He could only kill, only maim, only hurt.

And that's what he did.

It was then, when the facility was blanketed with silence tainted by despair, death and hysteria. When previously white walls were covered by blood, and the halls turned into rivers of blood and corpses. That he broke down, the overwhelming hatred he felt replaced by relief then sadness then self-loathing.

His family didn't give him up! But they were killed. Kill because of him. He couldn't stand being in this place, anymore. His body felt as if it were moving on unseen strings as it walked through the halls, the scythe shrinking back what it was when out of combat, his mind too occupied by thoughts and feelings.

It walked through a portal, one to the ghost zone, and then promptly into another portal and spat him out into an alleyway. Which he then promptly collapsed and curled into a ball, curing the shrunken scythe in his palm and he was out like a light.

A few days after he woke up, he found himself growing attached to the human that found him in that alleyway. An old man, maybe, but a nice one. He didn't want to meet anyone, besides that man, so he turned invisible when anyone else come into contact with him.

Alfred Pennyworth.

It was a name he clung onto mentally and a man he clung onto physically as well. He wanted to be like that man, someone so nice and caring, someone who didn't mind that he turned invisible at the sing of another person, who let him cling onto him both invisible and not whenever he wanted to.

He did panic when he heard Alred saying his vacation was over, and such that he had to leave. He didn't want to be left alone again, he didn't know what he would do if he was left alone again.

Until Afred said we were going home.

We. As in, him plus another. Alfred plus Danny.

Home.

Heat blossomed in his chest, seeming to replace the constant, low hum of hate sitting beneath him skin.

Home.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp dc #dp dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #dc x dp crossover #Danny has a scythe and isn't afraid to use it on anyone who even breaths wrong in Alfred's presence.#He also doesn't like meeting other people so he just turns invisible #So you probably wouldn't even know what killed you tbh.#Will Danny be brought out of his shell by the combined efforts of the batfamily?#Probably #Alfred saw a child in an alleyway while on vacation and pulled a Bruce Wayne.#Danny wants to be a butler because Alfred is a butler and he wants to be more like Alfred.#honestly I should be sleeping not making this idea #But MEH #Me tired so I slep now byebye gamers

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miss-americanbi · 10 months

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the way i so personally need messy queer breakup crowley in season 3. let him mope around his sad apartment listening to sad music all disheveled in an ancient queen tshirt. let him dye his hair an awful color or get a piercing he’ll regret. let him get wasted with nina and maggie whilst he talks their ears off about each and every time he and aziraphale made eye contact. this is the queer representation i crave.

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pictureday2005 · 1 year

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DONT REPOST THIS thanks

#home #mine #turning reblogs off and taking it out of tags for a while #i might just delete it #it feels fucking dehumanizing none of you were here nobody knows what happened in these walls #even the people who live there now who probably trashed the place #neither did the people who took that grand piano out in pieces #none of you will ever understand how much i lost when they took me from here #that little girl is dead shes fucking dead and im living in some cruel imitation of her #and every time ive tried to kill myself its been so i could go home again #but i cant ill nevet go home shell never go home home isnt real anymore #r

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warlenys · 6 days

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just. mac gave dennis a rocket launcher dennis loved it despite the lack of rocket…. it wasn’t about functionality it was about being known and seen and loved…… but then when the rocket came mac turned their relationship real and dennis didn’t want it anymore….. couldn’t handle a loaded gun…… only the safe illusion of it…... only the outline of power……. but mac could…. and so he used the rocket to blow up dennis’ car after dennis left him for giving him it…………

#not original thoughts but i’m rewatching and the subtext is all clicking for me it’s glorious #what if i used the heart i gave you to blow up your superficial shell #i Love analysing sunny i’m so glad my brain’s kicking in for it #miles behind clever people on here but hello #iasip #macdennis #+

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pankiepoo · 5 months

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stuck in your own little world

#ii #pankie art #ii fan #fan ii #inanimate insanity fanart #ii fanart #inanimate insanity fan #fan when hes disconnected from the emotions of other people or something and all he sees is whatever he wants to see from within his shell

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soup-child · 5 months

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The fact that Adaine "i don't know if im asexual im 15" Abernant and Riz "why is everyone so horny im definately aroace" Gukgak both being in the same show is incredibly important to me

#like i was just like adaine at 15 and have slowly shifted more towards riz but i like that both are shown #having 2 characters with similar aspec experiences and showing how they react differently is great #and do i think adaine is ace? not really i think if she feels attraction she would put that on the back burner while she deals with her #anxiety and her family being the worst and even now thats shes dealt with all that i dont think its a storyline shell dive into #i think what im trying to get at is that having people support her being ace would help adaine regardless of how she ends up identifying #and i think that riz having a friend (one who doesnt identify as ace) is important for him and feeling like he fits in while being aroace #i dont know if that made any sense but they are best friends #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy #riz gukgak #adaine abernant #you'll have to pry aroace riz from my cold dead hands #<- thats my aroace riz tag

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littlecrittereli · 20 days

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Guardianship au,,,,,save me guardianship au,,,,,,,

If you don’t mind the questions, how’d the Tortuga gang react to Chris tagging along? I assume they understood Chris would be joining them early on into Martin being accepted, but I imagine the situation was more like. Martin snagging a new job on the Tortuga >> realizing he can’t take this job and leave his brother alone >> Chris says don’t worry just take me with you >> Martin nervously asking heyyyyyyyy is it cool if my little brother comes with?

Obviously everyone had to be cool with it eventually, but do you know what Aviva, Koki, and Jimmy had going through their heads when a mildly emo, 14yo Chris rolled in with a deeply anxiety-ridden Martin?

This is kinda the awkward phase of the team's relationship where they know Martin is struggling, but he's not willing to let them help just yet.

The second Chris finds out about the Tortuga it becomes his life-mission to convince Martin to let him go on the trip (it will not be difficult at all to convince him)

Martin is just hesitant because he wants to make sure he's not being selfish in his decision to join the team. Of course Chris wants to go too, but Martin is trying to think of his best interest.

Of course, he eventually realizes that the team genuinely cares about them and he's willing to let them help out with Chris, and then the found-family can commence!!!

#wild kratts #littlecrittereli #WK Guardianship AU #chris kratt #martin kratt #wild kratts au #wild kratts fanart #kratt brothers #asks #aviva corcovado #wild kratts koki #wild kratts jimmy #They actually approach Martin first about Chris tagging along #but Martin is just kinda protective at this point #and doesn't really trust anyone else when it comes to chris #and literally other adult is already criticizing him for not being a “suitable” guardian #So he's trying to be the picture perfect parent and give Chris a normal picture perfect childhood #until he's like fuck it we aren't normal lets go creature adventuring #and it ends up being the best decision he's ever made and Chris comes out of his shell so much #and actually connects with other people besides Martin #and martin actually has friends now OUGHHHHH #THEY ARE EVERYTHING TO ME BTW #didn't mean to lore dump in the tags but yeah

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muffinlance · 2 months

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Isopuppy's got legs for DAYS

Just need to get the top carapace on and write up the tutorial, and y'all can make your own Good Dog.

My baby spent most of the morning crawl-chasing me around, desperately pointing at the pupper to be allowed a hug (which she was finally granted just before nap time when I got the back seam closed, and she hugged it So Hard, then gummed those antennae real good). Toddler is demanding he be allowed to sleep with it tonight. So isopups are VERY snugglable, is what I'm saying.

#I love that white fabric now that it's all sewn up #that white fabric was THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE while working with it #Had to get out a vacuum to deal with how much it was shedding #Had to literally have a dedicated outfit to sacrifice to the shedding that I changed in and out of before approaching that fabric #Had to WEAR A MASK at the sewing machine to keep it out of my mouth #There are people in a fabric factory somewhere dying of Faux Fur Lung there's no way there aren't #Anyway looking forward to the shell!#The non-shedding shell!#Salvage #The amazing isopuppy #avatar the last airbender #atla #Sewing

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arkiwii · 3 months

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Learn to take care of your Liberi partner

#for people who dont know birds #Saria is preening Silence #preening is the action of removing the keratin shell around newly formed feathers when the bird molts #so you know!! yes i do put my bird knowledge on my blorbos. im insane #arknights #stalkiwiart #olivia silence #saria #sariasil #fanart

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firebound-press · 4 months

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Todays bind! Fools Gold, by @tigers1o1 !!

Personally, I absolutely adore the paper and bookcloth combination on this bind. I got the cloth a while back for free and I’ve been waiting for a chance to use it, and then my friend Cam got me this paper as a gift! It seemed way too perfect to not use!

This was a very exciting bind, because it gave me the opportunity to try something completely new, gilded edges!!

Although it didn’t turn out perfect, I’m still super proud of how clean it ended up. Plus, I personally think the flaws make it better :D

The typesetting here was very exciting for me. A few months ago Ty held a tattoo contest for the fic, and I couldn’t not use them when I saw the two finalist designs. So I went ahead and contacted the artists, and they both said I could use them!!

Title page design: @eldrigeonsss

Chapter header design: @sheeeeeeeepherd

Thank you both again for letting me use your beautiful work!

You can read the fic here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42798252/chapters/107512251

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applejuiceyjuice-art · 2 years

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baby leo is a natural on a tech deck

#apparently people put their turtles on tecdecks so they can move around fast #also same species i think!#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #rise leo #fanart #aj art #animation #i have to admit that i got lazy w this one and thats why his head and shell markings move so much

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mariluphoto · 6 months

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🚨 BREAKING 🚨

Al Jazeera correspondent: Families of the Israeli victims at the Nova festival on October 7 demand the immediate formation of an official investigation committee.

Several reports have confirmed that the Israeli army shelled the celebrants at the festival, leading to casualties.

(via. rosypirani)

#october 7th #nova festival #israel shelled their own people on October 7.#free palestine #palestine #end israeli occupation #end israeli apartheid #end israeli siege #gaza #ceasefire now

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musubiki · 9 months

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The divine wrath of the stars || "To take a life, one must be given."

#the cat witchs guild #the misc adventures of mochi and lime #tcwg #tmaomal #mochi #art #ocs #original #the stars #ive mentioned this before right??? the thing that activates if a witch breaks her oath of not taking a life??#anyway. Episode ?: For whom the belle tolls #the last battle against the witch king #i think about what it looks like a lot #i dont think any witch has ever seen it #and everyone is pissed off that it activates on mochi of all people #part of me wants her to have a few moments of life so she can have a moment with lime after this happens #but the other more logical part of me thinks this instantly sucks the life out of her and theres no time for goodbyes #her lifeless shell of a body just falls to the ground before anyone can even register what just happened

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