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frummpets · 7 months
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he is my favorite qing jing disciple oKAY
design by @berriecherry, u draw him exactly like how i imagine him!!!!!
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solarpunkani · 11 months
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"Oh no, someone's attracted to the aesthetics of my -punk movement but doesn't know the praxis and history behind it like I do--"
OK. Tell them. Make it a teaching moment. Everyone who's in your movement learned the background from somewhere at some point, maybe this is that point for that person. Give them a jumping off point that they can dive into later.
"Oh but I shouldn't be responsible for teaching baby -punks about the history and the how-tos and--"
OK. Then don't tell them. You don't have to be responsible for teaching people with a budding interest in your group the ins and outs and how-tos. That's fair and valid! It can be a lot of work. Someone else will handle it
"But I'm annoyed that they would try to claim to be part of/be interested in my community without knowing all the details that I know after being in it for months/years/decades, they're dumb, they're posers, they're--"
OK. Then don't engage with them, if it's that bad. Maybe someone else will come around and tell them the history, maybe they'll pick it up on their own, maybe they'll just enjoy the fashion elements for awhile.
"But they shouldn't claim to be part of the -punk community if they don't know the--"
I feel like we have a few options here. People can either talk to them, share the history, share the values, share the praxis. Or they can just chase off anyone who even thinks about dipping a toe in their community, and then wonder why it's dying off later down the line.
I dunno, maybe I'm too naive and patient or whatever. But if people are entering your -punk spaces without knowing The Rundown of what you feel they need to know, maybe being nice about it and informing people instead of immediately assuming stupidity and malicious intent could help you make a new friend. Even the loudest voices in a space had to learn from somewhere, and not everyone has the luxury of being in the space as the History was Happening--whether it's an age thing or a not being aware of the space thing. Or maybe I just don't see what the big deal is behind people hating people who like the aesthetic of something and don't know the behind the scenes history about it yet.
Because I believe in the word 'yet.' No one comes into this world knowing everything about everything, and we're all constantly learning new things. I'm not gonna degrade someone and call them a poser for not knowing what I know. Because if it were me, interested in a scene but getting chased out and called a poser? I wouldn't hit the books and study up, I'd go 'that fuckin sucks, those people sucked' and then avoid anyone and anything having to do with it.
So chase people off and call them posers if you want. But if your community starts dwindling, don't be fucking shocked.
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lamina-tsrif · 2 years
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Jschlatt 4?
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*schlatt voice* and I would’ve gotten away with it too if it weren’t for you meddling kids
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amelia-rate · 9 months
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July 29, 2023
Rainy Saturday
This cherry tomato plant was a gift from the man I buy seedlings from, it's a variety that a friend of his created. "The best cherry tomato you'll ever taste" and while I haven't sampled every single cherry tomato variety in the world, these are really very good to snack on. And very photogenic.
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randompawrtist · 26 days
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Hullo world! This blog is mainly for me to post Purrfect Apawcalypse art, because I've got a lot of thoughts and I feel like feeding the community :3
Also a weird social anxiety about doing stuff on my main account, for some reason (don't ask me to explain, I have no clue.)
Hope you all enjoy!
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rainybraindays · 2 months
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Its time to mentally prepare for farm work again
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the-tomato-patch · 3 months
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Fluffyfebruary - Prompt 1: Snow
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Fandom: SW:TOR ( Star War: The Old Republic )
Pairing: GN! Reader x Lord Scourge
Written for: @fluffyfebruary
Tags: Fluff without plot, potential ooc, cloak sharing?
You weren't aware that it snowed on Odesson. Granted it was the first year you were actually spending a proper winter here since joining the Alliance, but to be fair, your duties hadn't required you to give this world much attention. There hadn't been the slightest white dusting in your line of sight since your arrival, and maybe not for years before that either. Who knew. Who could possibly recall the last time it snowed on Odesson— the answer not being you. What with one catastrophe to the next, you couldn't have afforded the time to wonder. And evidently, neither could the Alliance, as the kriffing heat was busted too.
Today heavy clouds carried fat flakes of snow which fell upon the planet and collected where it lay. While Odesson could handle a light sprinkle, the lack of cold weather gear or warm clothes to bundle in left you feeling less prepared to meet it than normal. Like a protective shell, you wrapped your hands inside the excess material of your sleeves around your wrists. You shivered while pulling the collar higher up the sides of your neck and drew the hood over your head in the hope it would trap more heat.
The meager ensemble was the most suitable clothing you could dig out of your closet, though. And it would be some time before you could seek other, more sufficient outfits to get yourself through the rest of the season. Kriff it all, you might be in for an unfortunate, freezing week or three. It's not like you didn't deserve such hardships in the least, but did it have to be so blasted cold?
As you marched from the exterior of the base, your head was down in hopes the additional fabric over your face could block the bitter gusts which swept the open corridor. The icy needles were strong enough to make tears prickle at the corners of your eyes as they stung into your cheeks. Your breath danced out of your mouth and nose in a cloud of white fog.
"Take my cloak." A shadow stepped into your path, startling your gaze to lift, "You're cold."
You gawked, still reeling at his offer, when the dark lord returned your stare. His intense red pupils seemed to search your very soul. That and he'd spoken to you of his own accord— surely a strange day. Perhaps, a trick. No, it has to be. Still, you nodded an acceptance as the Sith stood tall and began to remove the swath of his cloak from his broad shoulders. He was so quick in response, a surprised gasp tumbled out of you when a newfound heat hit your chest in the most delightful way.
The shock of warmth rushed across your body, banishing some of the frost which clung to your bones. You gulped, reminded then how easily Lord Scourge was capable of killing. You knew the former emperor's Wrath had no ill intentions now, but his imposing figure was enough to make a chill run up the length of your spine. "I know the Alliance's current facilities are somewhat subpar—" he drew the edges of his black cloak around your shoulders a little tighter— "but perhaps, we can fix that."
With the air of superiority Scourge typically held, and the dark power of a Sith always laced in his veins, it had taken a moment to understand just how Lord Scourge wasn't completely immune to the harsh winds himself. Now, without his cloak, the Sith wore the thin, yet heavy weight, of his armor. In all the time you'd known Lord Scourge, he appeared unperturbed by many things and never acknowledged such discomforts or weaknesses. Had he merely pushed them aside? Or was the fact that this is something which couldn't be avoided making the thought all the more urgent in your mind.
Either way, the fact that he'd seen the cold rattle you so easily and had willingly removed the protective cover he could've kept over his own body, left you grateful.
You did the best you could not to take notice of his unusual softness. Though you had come to be familiar with this side of him as well since befriending him, the smallest parts of him were always easier to pick up on than others. Maybe that's why he doesn't share his kindnesses and generous moods so openly. Everyone's got to start somewhere, and it could prove awkward and clumsy if he went about it in full. As awkward and clumsy as he once made his introductions, for sure. And he already felt uncomfortable at times. But how lovely and endearing it was to learn a part of his heart you never thought would reveal itself.
"Thank you, Scourge," you said with an appreciative smile in place.
The glum attitude had suddenly shed itself, leaving a newfound appreciation in its place. You swallowed another cold shudder and hoped the deep hood of his cloak would do its job and hide some of your blushing.
It may or may not. It couldn't be avoided— not the affection.
"It is nothing," the Sith uttered with a curt bow of his head.
You barely managed to follow his step, Scourge didn't slow his stride and even quickened it. Once you had fallen into stride, it didn't take long for your gait to catch up with his, though the angle of his pace took you somewhere else entirely, forcing you to study the length of his arm. You ran a slow eye along his sinewed, nearly perfect build. When a pang of self-consciousness seized your confidence, you lifted the line of your sights and struggled to be free of the temptation to gaze his way.
Then Scourge would pass a subtle glance at you. It must have been the lingering shivers from the cold because every time you glanced his way, it was like lightning shooting straight up the length of your spine.
Stars. Stop it, he's only offering you a cloak.
Scourge looked back again to offer you a curious eye. His attention shifted your way, and when he opened his mouth to speak, a ping on his holocomm went off.
You never got the chance to discover his intentions, or even why he was interested to ask, the ring of his holocomm brought all those answers to a crashing halt. With a displeased hum, Scourge took the time to answer, turning a way for privacy. When the holo communication finally ended, a fresh sigh had the Sith returning his gaze to you, but when the inevitable happened, Scourge's footsteps also came to a standstill.
"I'm needed. You would do best to hurry and remain indoors," the Sith stated. He tilted his head as the contemplation of words danced behind his eyes. But they remained unsaid. You reached around to take the cloak from your shoulders, but his hand paused your efforts to return it. "Do not forget to hold onto my cloak," Scourge muttered.
The sith stepped aside to create a wider gap between the two of you. His ruby eyes latched onto your person. Scourge gave you an amiable, comforting nod. You smiled a faint grin in kind. "Keep warm."
"You, too," you muttered. Scourge bowed his head and turned, striding away.
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butchdykekondraki · 2 months
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big fan of watching my coworkers get filled with shock at the fact that no, im not kidding, i did really know multiple farmers growing up, and was related to one, and also went farm hunting from when i was a kid to my early teen years . i am literally a living midwestern stereotype
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freekzout · 1 month
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"i made soup from scratch for the first time today. it gave me heartburn, but it might not give you heartburn," she says, hopefully.
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tomatoluvr69 · 8 months
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You wish you were me so fucking bad right now…
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frummpets · 7 months
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user bobby_speeds on twitter was so right for this
Binghe loves to go above and beyond to show his love for A-Yuan~!!
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amelia-rate · 11 months
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Something cool you can do with tomatoes that Psyduck and Rubber Ducky wanted me to share with you all: when you see a sprout coming off the main stem of your plant (it'll be between a leafy branch and the stem) you can break it off and root it by popping it in a bottle of water. The hair on the tomato stem becomes roots after just a couple days of being submerged, and that makes it a whole new plant! Happy planting, folks!
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randompawrtist · 21 days
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more of tomato eater Patchie because.. I can
this and the other one were both inspired by messages in the 90% Hub discord server :3
I have an entire batch of drawings I did abt stuff in there I could share if people are interested in seeing it ^^'
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alter-koker · 1 year
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my sister accidentally poured an industrial sized bottle of vinegar into the electric kettle instead of distilled water and proceeded to try to BOIL IT and now the entire house smells like salad dressing
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basaltbutch · 1 year
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i love how i have no gotdamn clue what's growing in my garden anymore
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