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I’m hearing “HONSE HONSE HONSE HONSE” instead of “UNTZ UNTZ UNTZ UNTZ”. They are cute though.

behold, honse

went through a lascaux horse phase and the results are uhhhh *checks list* bumper stickers, bookmark, sticker sheet, and die cut sticker

[shop] - honses will be released into the wild on May 3 (2025)

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Potato with beans

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this garden gnome is A N G R Y

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Incredible. We expect a comparison picture when it grows up.

My sister got a new kitten and it immediately decided to loaf on a watermelon and bless us with this picture.

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Safety inspection in the Mines of Moria.

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It's a sensitive subject among dragons, hoards. It's not polite to admit you compare sizes, though most do. And questioning another dragon's choice of subject is just not done.

Except... hoards are, above all else, meant to be valuable.

"Face it, Fafnir. It was a fad."

"I love my Beanie Babies!"

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She willabee wrapped like fish from the chippy

new cat bed invented

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Also with the foundation she’s set up recently to fund transphobic lawfare it’s likely that profits from the Harry Potter franchise will continue funding transphobia long after she finally goes to Hell, so honestly not even then.

I’ve set filters to get rid of all the common Harry Potter tags already, and if someone manages to get through them? In this Year of Our Trashfire 2025? You’d better believe that’s a blockin’.

and what are we going to do when the HP series comes out and we start seeing a resurgence of the fandom here including gifsets and fics. like are u guys gonna bring up your neurodivergence and cry "can we separate the art from the artist!!!!! you dont need to pay to watch it!!!!!its my comfort show and I'm DEPRESSED and AUTISTIC"

what then

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holy cats!

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Fish Room Bowl (2025)

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What an amazing kitty cat!

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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Everyone shut up and look at this carving of a whale from the 1200-600 CE Chumash culture

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I'm proud of you!!

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The scriptures!

me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit

mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters

me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

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Peace and love