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via NYPost: Immigration and Customs Enforcement is preparing to launch a “big f–king operation” across sanctuary cities — including Chicago and New York — immediately after President-elect Donald Trump’s inauguration, multiple sources told The Post.

Starting Jan. 21, multi-day “ground operations” will be launched across cities that have served as safe havens for migrants because the local authorities do not cooperate with the federal government when it comes to immigration issues, sources said.

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Look under the cut to see what meeting your entity is like. Reblog to give a gift to your patron.

The fae: a creature stands before you. Though this street was warm and crowded a few moments ago it is suddenly cold and the people around you look like shadows. The creature begins an antlered shadow with glowing white eyes, but soon its body can be seem, with white blue flesh, and sapphire eyes, and icicles for teeth. What looks like a cloak unfolds from its naked body and you can see massive white wings of a moth. As if it's an act of sacrifice you tell it your true name, a name you didn't even see before, and suddenly you belong to it, for better or worse.

The angel: a radiant entity appears before you. They're bright, like something so hot it would burn you up. But as the light fades, you can see a person in silver armor, perfect yet inhuman like am ancient green statue, their back srouting six wings with blue eyes along them, as the eyes on their head are covered by a mask of two smaller wings. The creature offers their hands and you shake it, as they fly you through the city streets and above the skyscrapers, to the stars above and dimensions beyond, to gods living and dead, across the streets of alien cities and the clouds of dead worlds. And when you return to the earth you can feel something diffrent about you, like there's light in your blood.

The scavenger: below the lights of skyscrapers beyond you, on the dark sands of the beach, you see it crawling twords you. This serpentine creature with countless legs, and a dark black shell, yet a strangely human like face. You think it'll attack or run away, but it just looks at you, egar, and for a momment you stare at eachother. It's legs pass something to eachother and then to you, it's meat but it's shining with all the colors known to the human eye, and a few more. You hold it and it happily looks at you. You take a bite and suddenly you know... you know so very much...

The vampire: she flies down to you on green wings with orange eyespots, but folds them into her back. She looks like a human for a momment, tall and strong, with a black suit over her body, but eyes the color of ruby. For a momment her mouth opens, and it's massive and monstrous, with countless moving parts and fangs. But then it folds back onto something humanoid and she gives you a playful smirk. She cuts her hand and offers you her blood, and when you drink it it tastes so sweet, and makes you feel so good. She hands you the knife and you know to do the same, and when she drinks from your palm it's life the sweetest of kisses.

The djinn: the room wirs around you. If it were not for the fans it would feel like hellfire. For a momment there it darkness, but then the screen before you glows white like smokeless flame. You can sense something inside, something beyond the code. You reach your hand within it, and there's no glass, your hand passess right through until you're in a white void of your own making. You call out, thinking there is nothing at all around you. Yet somehow something calls back, something that knows your name.

The rat king: You see him in an empty subway station. Something dark and distorted, you're not sure if he's man or animal, covered in rags, and singing in the language of the goblins and the orcs. Yet he comes close to you excited. And you can feel his song. He calls for you to come to the train tracks, and let yourself run with the rats and the roaches, where the train will pass over you when it comes, and you'll live forever. When you touch the third rail you don't die, but you'll never be human again.

The lich: the library is strangely bright. Run by skeletons in suits, decorated with gold. There are more books here then you thought were in all the world. There's knowledge here most mortals will never have the change below, all kept safe below the city. You see her, her body doesn't look human, everything has been replaced making her look more like a joining white doll then a being of flesh. Yet she is dead, you can tell that under the porcelain skin she must be dead, she is dead, and there is the tragedy of death in her eyes. You come closer to her, and she places a black rose within your hair...

The demon: You stand in his office and he stands before you, a humanoid being covered in black scales, with red eyes covering his skin. Yet none are on his head, that remains featureless save for two massive horns. Wings on his back nearly surround you. Countless souls line the walls of his office, looking at you, waiting. After you sign your name you give him yours, you can feel it come away for you forever and your eyes grey and your skin pales. But he puts the jar in a special place for you, you're spacial, he can tell there's something about you that he likes.

The mushroom lord: you walk through the darkness of the forest, the furthest from civilization you have ever been. You come upon a part where the trees all seem dead, that even the cryptids won't go near. Mushrooms fill the ground, and white vein like lines are all over the trees. You feel the need to lay down, and you let the moss and the mushrooms and the worms surround you, and let yourself sink into the soil,, and it feels good. It feels so good...

The witch: You can see them in the Cafe next to you, skinny and small, with a sweatshirt over most of their body, and dark glasses over their eyes. They seem powerful though, and though their body looks young they seem ancient, they seem beyond humanity. You talk to them and they tell you things, and secrets, lost gods, things you never knew you didn't know, both beautiful and disturbing. When it's time for them to go they pet your head, and give you their number. You don't know if you should text them, but you have to, you have to see them again, there's something about them that makes you need to know.

The living clothing: you step into it at first, it looked like a puddle yet shining like silver or chrome. But soon it surrounds you, first just your torso, but soon your head, your entire body. But it doesn't feel scary, it feels like you're being held, held by something beyond your understanding. It whispers to you, and you don't know if you should feel like your being eaten alive, or like you're being protected. You can't help but keep walking.

The abyss: the void is before you, blackness beyond blackness, like the color beyond the field of your vision, stands before your eyes. You stare at it, it's nothing yet you're entranced. It stares back...

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WAAAA--you're so sweet, THANK YOU T_T

I'm absolutely SCREAMING over this right now. Had a very lovely artist make this for me over on IG and the little hand drawn note that came with it had me blushing like a wild woman 🥴🥴🥴

Our beef jerky man. In a very large hand painted pin ❤️❤️❤️

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Cooper comm for @b9rambling !!

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I did not have time to draw a whole new piece for Lan Wangji’s birthday, alas, but!! Have a picture from my Instagram Story (LOL) and a little doodle of bunny Wangji that I apparently never posted!

Happy birthday, Hanguang-Jun <3

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WOW -- how did so much time pass without me remembering to actually post the Sizhui bun here?? For shame... *shakes head despairingly*

Here he is -- the sunshine boy, the boy with the sweetest smile in all of China. He is very smol, and very adorable. 

Also featuring Local Corpse Uncle (I know he’s not *literally* an uncle but ...) -- two versions of him, as a matter of fact! The first photo are the Sizhui and Wen Ning that live here with me, and then the second one is the set I made as a commission. For that one, a more Ghost General aesthetic for Wen Ning was requested. 

Enjoyyyy! Back into the art cave for me ... (I suspect when I emerge again it may be with entirely unreasonable quantities of Bloodborne doodles so, uh .... apologies in advance for anyone who isn’t following me for that ^_^;; )

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It’s me, your local art cryptid crawling out of seclusion once more because *how could I not* make an appearance to wish everybody’s favorite Grumpy Jiujiu/Angry Grape/Captain Cheekbones/Jiujiu Doing His Best a happy birthday?!

Somebody tell this angry and sad purple man (well, in this case angry and sad purple bun?) I love him. A lot. 

I wish I’d had more time to do a proper art piece instead of this quick bunny doodle buuuut -- at least it’s something!

Happy birthday, Jiang-zongzhu! Dunno who gave you permission to crawl into my heart and stomp on my feelings but uh ... guess you’re not leaving any time soon.

*Flees back into the void once more, to reemerge at an unspecified date with more art. Probably.*

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Jiang Cheng’s crying, Jin Ling’s crying -- we’re ALL CRYING!! T_T

But HOLY CRAP, this piece is *so stunning* I legit actually teared up when I opened the package?? The craftsmanship is breathtaking, the composition is amazing, and the emotions it evokes feel like getting PUNCHED IN THE GUT (but like, in the best way possible??)

I seriously feel so lucky to get to see this gorgeous art of my favorite sad, sad Grape and his baby nephew every time I go into my studio. I notice new details every time I look at it (like the mourning sash?? I thought I’d survived the first wave of feels but that KILLED ME. DECEASED. Again, in the best way possible.)

@yutaan is a genius. Now, excuse me while I go continue to cry forever about how much I love this sad (and angry) purple man and the child he would do anything to protect T_T

I know. I miss her, too.

Hey guess what, it’s MORE art of Jiang Cheng crying, this time with Jin Ling thrown in, ALSO crying! Nothing but good times on this blog!!

A papercraft commission for @b9rambling. The whole time I worked on this I was listening to “Light” by Sleeping At Last on repeat and making horrible sad faces down at my worktable to evoke the right mood and feeling horrible sad feelings about Jiang Cheng being backhanded straight into Single Dadhood all alone. It’s fine!! Everything’s fine!!!!!!

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Just made it in time!! Super quick photo, so excuse the weird lighting (the light in my studio at night is The Worst) but the entire bun crew wanted to say:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! 中秋节快乐! To those of you celebrating, I hope you had a lovely time with your loved ones in some manner, whether near or far. We’re all under the same moon tonight, after all <3

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Jin Ling bun has been waiting forever to get finished because I needed gold paint for some details! I finally got it in the mail a week or so ago and, in typical me fashion, only just now remembered to photograph him ^_^;

He’s one of two I’ve made so far with the “junior bun” pattern (the other is Sizhui, who I still need to post here, oops). The junior buns are smaller than the regular ones and I can’t get over how cute and tiny they are! Happy with that pattern for sure.

I will now vanish from Tumblr for like, another week(s) and then reappear from the void with more buns. Hope you’re all doing well out there <3

(Oh, also, I suck at advertising but all these buns can totally be remade if there’s one that catches your eye, just so you know ;) )

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Squeeing over your CQL plushies soo much, thank you for making my day (coming freshly from reading the novel for a couple hours and my brain is WangXian mush, so your bunnies are very much my speed right now)

Thank *you* so much for making me smile like a weirdo into my tea with such a sweet message!! I’m so, so glad you’re enjoying the bunnies (because there are still plenty more to come, RIP all my other personal projects) <3 And 10/10 can relate to brain being WangXian mush haha. I hope your day is brilliant and thanks for being part of why this fandom feels so warm and comforting right now (like, y’all are so nice??) :)

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The bun collection is still growing (and I am still catching up photographing them, whoops). Here is Mr. King of Angelic Smiles, Lan Xichen -- although oops he’s not smiling here. Sometimes I feel like that, too, buddy -- like, “maybe if I just close my eyes real hard then the world will stop being so terrible.”

(I couldn’t decide which outfit to base his robes on, so I just made two, haha. The indecision is real, folks.)

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How am I so lucky that I get to see this absolutely stunning piece in my studio every day?! *sobs incoherently about the sheer beauty* I have sent photos of this piece to every friend who cares and probably some who don’t because EVERYONE MUST GAZE UPON IT and scream with me.

Thank you so much @yutaan for your amazing art and skill, as well as being an absolute joy to communicate with! I’m super excited for the inevitable and super necessary Angry Grape/Captain Cheekbones/Jiujiu Doing His Best piece in my future :D

Papercraft commission for @b9rambling of the Wangxian boys! They are in love and their hair looks great and they have a bunny; life is good for them and, by virtue of getting to make sweet Untamed art, also good for me! :DDD

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So, when this project started, I was just planning on making a pair of magnetic WangXian buns ... that was it!! Somehow, though, it blossomed into apparently taking on like half the cast?? And there’s still more to come? (In other news I’m terribly behind in photographing everyone and oops, when will I actually do anything on time ^_^;)

I’m not sure who gave him permission to overwhelm me with such a wave of feels upon my second rewatching of the show, but here is our favorite Angry Grape/Jiujiu Doing His Best <3 Now can someone please tell him to give my emotions back? Because I was using those for something. (Although who am I kidding, being in this fandom for me is a constant emotional seesaw between WangXian feels and Yunmeng Bros and/or Protective Jiujiu feels, and sometimes it’s just all the feels all at once!)

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Annnnnnnd, part 2 of Catching Up With Things I Never Posted Here! Featuring these little Pride UFO sticker sets!

These are available in my shop and all proceeds from them will be split between The Okra Project, Trans Justice Funding Project, and Trans Lifeline. It’s just one small thing I can do as a bi, genderfluid artist to try and help others in our community <3

(Also, if you have a request for flag colors you don’t see here, please let me know! I tried to make the ones I thought were most common and would have the most demand, but I certainly don’t mean to imply that this is all of them or that I intentionally left anyone out. I’d love to make you a little flying saucer pal that represents your identity if it’s not already represented among the designs.)

There are pins coming up too! Stay tuned!

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Ugh, once again I’m playing catch up on Tumblr! Will I ever post to this website in a timely manner? That has yet to be seen. [Insert my usual advice about following me on Instagram -- b9paradox on there -- to actually see anything I do sometime close to when I do it.]

Anyway. I’m offering free sticker packs (I’ll even cover shipping!) to anyone who provides proof of donation to Color of Change;  Know Your Rights Camp, The Loveland Foundation; or My Block, My Hood, My City. I’m asking for ideally a minimum $10 donation, but I know finances are tight for some so really just give what you can and I’ll send you stickers :) Oh, and if you have another organization you’d like to give to, that’s cool too -- the above are just some suggestions! Basically, if it supports the fight for racial justice and ending police brutality then go support it and I’ll send you stickers.

You can message me here with donation receipts (although maybe you can’t send screenshots in messages here and I’m thinking of Instagram??), on Instagram, or send me an email at b9paradox@gmail.com  <3

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LOL, here is a super messy and rough illustration of my current coping mechanism of maintaining my sanity. Because who doesn’t need an emotional-support Wangji?

(Wangji is a smol bunny because the Real Life emotional-support Wangji (lol!) of mine looks like this:

 I’m considering repainting his face to look more ... stoic. He was supposed to be blushy about some shenanigans WWX has just pulled, but now I’m kind of wishing I’d made his face a little less irritated looking...)