suddenly stuck by the thought of Charlie, in the early days of chaggie, getting lonely and insecure whenever Vaggie took time away from them to clean and check over her stupid angel spear, to the point that at least ONCE Charlie full on seduced Vaggie away from weapon maintenance and back to bed JUST to prove she could
like, with vaggie in canon getting jealous over something dumb-
(Charlie, one of the friendliest people ever, holding hands with Emily, the other friendliest person ever)
it'd be so funny, charlie getting equally jealous over something just as silly- and having a running feud with vaggie's 100% non sentient spear, not only for taking up vaggie's attention but ALSO for being (in charlie's very private opinion) an unhealthy and self destructive influence on vaggie's life (it's mainly the first reason though) (vaggie likes keeping the spear near or under their bed and sometimes reaches out to grab it in her sleep and THOSE are the days charlie starts off with a scowl) (she was lying Right There next to vaggie) (and she is much softer and warmer and more cuddly than any stupid spear)
I bet if a mushroom could lap water out of your hand with a tongue that a gently drinking mushroom tongue on your hand would be the softest and gentlest thing.
salt & vinegar chips are snacks for fucking masochists. literally the entire flavour of the goddamn chip is “acetic acid, which will hurt your tongue, and then just salt on top of that to hurt it worse”. it’s brutal. this chip is designed to hurt you
AU where Sokka’s high-on-cactus-juice encounter with the giant mushroom takes a dark turn. (Also he has a gun)
based on this beautiful tumblr post
bonus:
A long day’s light
comic doodles of @calchexxis ‘s fics!
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People are like “these animals have exoskeletons and these ones have endoskeletons” but no. It’s all exoskeletons, your exoskeleton is protecting your bone marrow which is where your soul (which is you) is. The rest of the stuff is extraneous decoration that Big Pharma wants you to think is important/
Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.