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Can this be considered sonadow?

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girls' night (& shadow)

creech close-ups

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Crossworlds in a nutshell, basically.

The hedgehogs are out for each others' blood.

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@wholesome-animal-images

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"Getting into this hobby is actually super cheap and easy!!!! First, start with a section of land and a house that you own and can mess up at your discretion"

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When I was 5 or 6, my grandma was going to take a church trip to Pennsylvania with her friends and I got Pennsylvania and Transylvania massively confused and became very concerned about my grandmother encountering vampires and began to give her unwarranted vampire hunting advice. I don’t think they put it together that I thought she was going to the mountainous region of Romania where the fictional character Dracula once resided, I think they just thought I was having a vampire phase. Anyway, I think a campy horror story about a bunch of old ladies from North Carolina crashing their church bus in rural Pennsylvania and having to fight off vampires would be amazing. And I think my grandma could face down a vampire without the advice. She’s just got that spirit.

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the problem with me is i cannot differentiate what is & is not my circus and what are & are not my monkeys. this gives you mental health conditions

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algebra is honestly funzies when you know what youre doing it’s like a puzzle that you feel smart for solving. however when you don’t know what you’re doing it becomes a challenge called who can turn into a feral dog and bite things fastest and brother i always win

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The whole "lgb drop the t" movement is so obviously a psyop to make queer people destroy their communities from the inside, I'm honestly surprised anyone fell for it, let alone this many people

Like

Guaranteed, if they ever did manage to "drop the t" they would 100% make the next step "lg drop the b" (assuming that discourse isn't already happening)

All im saying is if you join a movement whose whole purpose is to mobilise the exclusion of a marginalized group, don't be surprised when they start mobilizing to exclude you

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bro did you just forget about covid or

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Blocked a dingus who kept insisting Christians "plagiarized" the concept of resurrection.

Sorry pal, but the definition of "plagiarism" still isn't "when something you don't like shares a trope with something else."

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Tumblr pillow fight

Reblog to hit the person you reblogged this from with a pillow

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That the people touting antivax shit as a personal choice have made it very difficult to get a vaccination makes it pretty damn obvious it was never about choice it was about the same thing right wingers always want: control

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huntrix simply does not miss or quit✨

i'll have prints of this illustration up on my shop soon!

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Yeah can i get a joker roll with a side of cum please

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When I was like 12 years old my violin teacher owned this peculiar music shop that I visited weekly for lessons. It was a narrow old pioneer house whose ground floor had been converted into a storefront and lesson rooms. After a while, a luthier also moved into the attic and set up a studio for making violins.

So one day I'm going into the shop for my lesson. I head in the front door, and before I turn into the 'living room' area where the main shop is, I look down the dark hallway toward the rickety wooden stairs that lead up to the luthier's studio. The air smells like sawdust and lacquer. Just a little bit of light filtering in from the window behind me.

Something's on the stairway. A huge black animal is making its way down these steep, narrow stairs. I've never seen anything like this, I genuinely did not know an animal like this exists, and it comes right up to me — click-click-clicking slowly across the floor, long and tall and dark. Its coat is peppered with wood shavings. It lifts its head up until its massive beast-face is virtually level with my child-face, and I realize this is a gotdamn bizarro dog of some kind. It looks impossible but it's real and it's there, staring at me in total silence with a face the length of my arm. Then it does a 3-point-turn in the tiny dusty hallway and goes right back upstairs.

Turns out this was just the luthier's dog Seamus, a black borzoi of incredible height and length. anyway i'm just trying to say it was a disturbing set of circumstances under which i discovered what a borzoi is and everything in my life has felt very complicated since then