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#ice the ermine
bloodmoon24 · 2 months
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Idea!
I thought of a ShatterSpace idea with a made up world and Shard
The Orange Shard of Steams-Burg
Amy Rose - Radio Rose
Knuckles - Bronze Knuckles
Tails - Cooper Tails
Rouge - Titanium Rouge
Steams-Burg is like a steampunk version of Green Hills
Also, for some of my witches in this world just for fun
Moon - Crescent Moon
Jade - Jasper
Ice - Steam
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russelwelss · 2 months
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Stoat
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Stoats are small mammals from the same family that belong to otters and badgers (Mustelidae) and live in America, Asia and Europe. It was introduced in New Zealand to control rabbits, but caused a high decline in native birds.
Image used in reference for size comparison :
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(They should not be confused with a ferret, weasel or long-tailed weasel!)
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darkecho17 · 1 year
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Finished up an older ref sheet I'd been working on months ago! Made a fursona for my Wizard101 character!
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redactedfmart · 1 year
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123 Permine, the Tunnelling Pokémon - Ice/Ground
They shoot up from the ground to attack flying prey. When one is injured, it covers itself in a protective layer of mud or snow until healed.
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ghosthalfa · 2 months
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operation tiny ermine danny is a-go! feel free to like this post for a small event starter, capping this at 2!
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drumlincountry · 2 years
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I hate how embarrassing ADHD is. Yes. Sat down to work on a job application and scrolled thru someone’s supernatural blog for an hour instead. I don’t even wach that show. Debilitating! infuriating! humiliating!
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garlicandzest · 2 years
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This is the creamiest, dreamiest Whipped Icing ever. Also known as Ermine Frosting, Boiled Frosting and Flour frosting, this recipe produces the most ethereal topping for your favorite cakes and cupcakes. Tastes like a whipped cream frosting, but there’s NO CREAM.
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ponybullet · 2 months
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mmmhmhmhmhm it seems my favorite detective has been asigned a new partner. "lyrika", a bronze blood clawficer. lets seeeee how this goes~
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rogersgeorgia · 2 months
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Frostings and Icings - Ermine Icing This old-fashioned icing starts with a roux, then gets beaten with butter and sugar until light and fluffy.
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lisakamolnick · 8 months
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Red Velvet Cake
Red Velvet Cake has been a family tradition for at least four generations. It’s one of those recipes that tells of my Southern roots. When I was growing up, it was often made for a sibling’s December birthday and for other special occasions. It has become a tradition in my home around the Christmas holiday, and it took a new name thanks to one of our foster children. Whatever you call it, be sure…
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anonknitter · 5 months
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This matcha cookie recipe is bonkers. It uses peanut butter of all things to enhance the matcha flavor and, bafflingly, it fucking works. I believe it's paywalled (but if you go find the video on YouTube and click through there it might let you in) so I screenshotted it from my dinky recipe app. I haven't made the frosting and tbh I might not, they are delicious enough
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bloodmoon24 · 10 months
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Q&A
Ask me or the Chaos Witches themselves for more lore about them, or just ask something that’s for fun
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warrior-names · 6 months
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Warrior Prefixes: White Cats
Words that aren’t derived from things found in North America or Europe aren’t included.
60+ prefixes under the cut!
A
Allium-
Aspen-
Aster-
B
Birch-
Blizzard-
Blossom-
C
Chamomile-
Chickweed-
Cloud-
Clover-
D
Daffodil-
Daisy-
Dogwood-
Dove-
E
Egret-
Ermine-
F
Feather-
Flower-
Flurry-
Frost-
Frozen-
G
Goat-
Goose-
H
Hare-
Hellebore-
Hemlock-
Honeysuckle-
I
Ice-
L
Laurel-
Lily-
Lotus-
M
Magnolia-
Milk-
Moon-
Moth-
Myrtle-
P
Parsley-
Pearl-
Petal-
Poplar-
Q
Quartz-
R
Rabbit-
S
Sage-
Salt-
Sheep-
Shell-
Snow-
Stoat-
Swan-
T
Tulip-
Y
Yarrow-
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sauntervaguelydown · 1 year
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it's funny although a little exasperating how artists designing "princess" or medieval-esque gowns really do not understand how those types of clothes are constructed. We're all so used to modern day garments that are like... all sewn together in one layer of cloth, nobody seems to realize all of the bits and pieces were actually attached in layers.
So like look at this mid-1400's fit:
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to get the effect of that orange gown, you've got
chemise next to the skin like a slip (not visible here) (sometimes you let a bit of this show at the neckline) (the point is not to sweat into your nice clothes and ruin them)
kirtle, or undergown. (your basic dress, acceptable to be seen by other people) this is the puffing bits visible at the elbow, cleavage, and slashed sleeve. It's a whole ass dress in there. Square neckline usually. In the left picture it's probably the mustard yellow layer on the standing figure.
Specific Italian style gown. This is the orange diamond pattern part. It's also the bit of darker color visible in the V of the neckline.
surcoat, or sleeveless overgown. THIS is the yellow tapestry print. In the left picture it's the long printed blue dress on the standing figure
if you want to get really fancy you can add basically a kerchief or netting over the bare neck/shoulders. It can be tucked into the neckline or it can sit on top. That's called a partlet.
the best I can tell you is that they were technically in a mini-ice-age during this era. Still looks hot as balls though.
Coats and surcoats are really more for rich people though, normal folks will be wearing this look:
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tbh I have a trapeze dress from target that looks exactly like that pale blue one. ye olden t-shirt dress.
You can see how the “renaissance festival” style of kirtle (left) is a modern recreation of this look (right)
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so now look here:
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(this is a princess btw) both pieces are made of the same blue material so it looks as if it's all one dress, but it's not. The sleeves you're seeing are part of the gown/coat, and the ermine fur lined section on top is a sideless overgown/surcoat. You can tell she's rich as fuck because she's got MORE of that fur on the inside of the surcoat hem.
okay so now look at these guys.
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Left image (that's Mary Magdelene by the way) you can see the white bottom layer peeking out at the neckline. That's a white chemise (you know, underwear). The black cloth you see behind her chest lacing is a triangular panel pinned there to Look Cool tm. We can call that bit the stomacher. Over the white underwear is the kirtle (undergown) in red patterned velvet, and over the kirtle is a gown in black. Right image is the same basic idea--you can see the base kirtle layer with a red gown laced over it. She may or may not have a stomacher behind her lacing, but I'm guessing not.
I've kind of lost the plot now and I'm just showing you images, sorry. IN CONCLUSION:
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you can tell she's a queen because she's got bits I don't even know the NAMES of in this thing. Is that white bit a vest? Is she wearing a vest OVER her sideless surcoat? Girl you do not need this many layers!
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Random story scene of the Unfinished Book:
The protagonist, who is a baron (his mother being a baroness) and half a northman, spent his teens running out of the house to hang out with stray kids in the city his mother lived in after his father's death and a childhood in the northlands - living a double life with a "stray name" with such conviction that most people are absolutely not convinced that he even is the baron he claims he is. His official legal identity of Aiden ar Gar had a bounty for high treason (which he was innocent of) and is legally dead (he didn't fake his death on purpose, he mainly got lucky).
Due to a turn of events he and his friends end up at a high-end socialite party where most of his friends are passed as servants of different sorts, and when they wonder what to do with him, he goes "it's alright, I'll pass myself up as some lesser foreign prince. I'll act offended when people have never heard of me and they won't pry for more details." They don't think this will work, but there's going to be a huge party with wine, fancy drugs and rich milfs in there so it's not like they could stop him from going.
His friends - who have mainly known him as the stray - are surprised to find that he actually can conduct himself quite properly in a palace, knowing how to walk in a nobleman's boots (literally) and eat with a fork like a baron could. Then he overhears some courtesan bragging about the ermine in her outfit. The wealthy have gotten into the trend of wearing white fur in their clothing, because what could be more frivolous than wearing fur in a land so warm that their language doesn't even have words for "ice" or "snow"?
And Aiden - at this point already drunk - turns to the other party the next table over and goes girl. That is not ermine. His friends are mortified but can only watch as he confidently turns to the table and starts explaining to the courtesan how the fur is far too thick for ermine and doesn't have the distinct traits of weasel pelt - this is clearly the winter coat of a hare, that someone botched skinning, cut into strips, and passed off as an ermine. Whoever sold her that was a cheat and a fraud and she should not conduct any more business with them. Drunk as he is, he clearly knows what he's talking about, and did this so casually and without a thought that he clearly could not have done this with any deliberate calculation.
His wavering claim of being some sort of obscure lesser nobility has been solidified, no-one else could not only so confidently break social tacts of not interrupting other peoples' conversation, and speak so confidently and expertly about something so frivolous as white pelts, and he clearly is no tailor. His friends still don't quite believe his claim that he used to live in The Northlands (not any more than they really believe he actually is the Baron ar Gar), but his northman father was a fur trapper. Not only has he seen both an ermine and a mountain hare in their winter fur in the wild, and would actually know how to trap them, his father taught him that stripping trick.
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greycaelum · 9 months
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What is exactly Sukuna’s role in Laluna ? He appeared in one of the chapters but I’m afraid I don’t really understand why he is there 😅
you don’t need to explain if you don’t want to
Cursedtales Collections—La Luna Chapters: {Storm}
—Vampire Gojo Satoru X Reader X Lycan Sukuna
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Heat, fire, the scorching firewood burning in the fireplace. Life seems suspended as the embers of the hearth crackled and fluttered around the air.
A man sat by the window, his knee propped whilst he languidly amused himself by smoking his long pipe. The tobacco swirled a mixture of intoxicating mint to calm the heat inside his body.
It seems as if all that life has given to him is the excruciating neverending heat. For a creature like him who lives in the somber dark side, it is a strange thing to have a furnace-like body, always exuding heat.
"Sukuna?"
The heady scent of night-blooming jasmines filled the room, overpowering the intoxicating tobacco.
A woman dressed in silver ice silk like the moon, covered in rosy ermine fur to keep her warm looked inside the room and locked eyes with his ruby orbs.
"I've been looking for you..." She sighed and closed the door.
Her soft gait didn't make a sound as she walks over to his side. Her cold hands found their place on his shoulder. It immediately spread a sense of relief to his body. Like an oasis in the desert. Her touch calms the beast inside him... Like a balm to a wound. Like ice to the fire.
"What do you need?" He gruffly replied and blew a cloud of smoke in the air. He looked up to her waiting for an answer.
Her nose scrunched from the scent of the tobacco leaves and waited for the smoke to disperse before speaking once more.
"The warden of Phyrria requests your audience." The woman took one step back from the scent of his tobacco.
He sighs and pours out the small ember inside the pipe, staving off the smoke, and hung his pipe on its handler.
"Since when did my mate become a messenger for those fools? Hmmm?" Sukuna took two strides to close the distance between the two of them. The pelt covering the massive expanse of his colossal body dropped revealing the daunting tattoos etched on his skin, lining the ridges of his muscular scarred body.
His nose found a place on the crook of her neck, his two huge palms holding her slender neck as he traces her throat with his nose whilst inhaling her night jasmine scent. His eyes are hazy as he licks her collarbone, scenting her with his musk. "Since when did my goddess become a tool to make me play along with those stooges? Hmmm?"
"I am n-not. Sukuna, c-cease this." She breathes and held her chin high. "You are inviting but danger and enemy with this behavior."
But Sukuna did not stop and instead traveled all the way up to the shell of her nose, biting the lobe of her ear with a husky chuckle as she bites her lips to suppress him from getting any reaction.
"Of what behavior, My Lady?"
The woman is unfazed by his touch and simply pulls his hand away from her. Her eyes look at him with a profound look of mixed emotions.
"Everyone will not follow a king just because he is king. The people will only follow the King whom they love. Not just your brethren but also the seven races."
He clicks his tongue and lets go of her.
"Who needs love? Love is easily swayed. Fear is the real power behind a ruler." He growled and turned his back on her. "I will be King one day, and all of them shall learn to love and fear me as it should be."
The night is cold and so is the moon.
For a goddess isolated from the warmth of life with only the darkness as a companion, it is not a strange thing for your lonely heart to blossom with joy after finding out you will have a mate. The promise of eternity and devotion.
To love and be loved...
But what happens when that love promises chaos?
"Faltered seven high towers
Crimson soaked the loom
Refuge of towers regard
The other half of the moon."
The night owl hoots from a distance. The wind is cold. You slowly closed the curtain and walk towards Sukuna's side of bed. His arrogant face is replaced with a tranquil one as he sleeps. You covered him with the soft ermine blanket and blew out the candle.
A storm is brewing.
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—GreyCaelum,
PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME
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