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I am now one year away from 30

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The Final Round!

Justification

Jellie: She is a cute, attention seeking cat during scar's videos and streams. She has been a character in Minecraft since 2018

The Nefarious Anglerfish: I like them :) [Super cool!!!!] One of the best memes of 2023

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I am now 28 and still somehow on tumblr

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I am opening up illustration commissions for the first time in forever, hoo boy!

as the thing says, i am going to have four slots open for this, and that is any combination of either offerings. i don' have any hard limits to what I can and will draw, however i will say that I am not well practiced in drawing subjects like mechs or furries, so I may not be the artist for that.

inbox is open, as well as email! if you have any questions, please let don't hesitate to just ask! and of course, thanks for liking my art and being patient with me coming back in general :)

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ok gamers,

(hey you, the gamer who voted AND reblogged - i appreciate you!! (⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ)

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ROUND 5:

JOE HILLS (3) nominated from Hermitcraft, Beetlejhost, Joemez Addams, UHC

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QUACKITY (22) nominated from DSMP, Karmaland, Minecraft Extremo, TFTSMP

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please vote here thank

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ROUND 2:

MARTYN INTHELITTLEWOOD (21) nominated from 3rd Life, MCC, Datastream Defender, Rats SMP, Ratsune Miku, EVO, Vtuber

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CHARLIE SLIMECICLE (44) nominated from TFTSMP (Mr. Circle), SCU, DSMP

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followers who would be your pokemon partner… I don’t mean the pokemon you’d WANT to have I mean the pokemon you’d HAVE. I want to hear the same kind of activity level + safety + enrichment considerations you’d use if you were considering getting a particular breed of dog for example

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math is RED. math is NOT green. literally WHAT are you guys talking about

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help

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americans better be rebloging the donation and help links for mexico and colombia after all the help they recieved from latin americans w their own issues

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littlebusinesslibrary.com

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here is a twitter thread and constantly updating, currently active google doc that contains the gofundmes, paypals, cashapps, etc of victims of anti-asian hate crimes, asian-owned small businesses, and asians who need financial aid. please consider donating & boosting and adding more donation links if you have them.

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i hope every white person on here who made liking kpop and anime and kdramas and shit like that a part of their online identity is doing something to boost AAPI charities/mutual aid today.

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i havent posted in so long, whoops....

anyways have some stuff from my dnd group

"So...I know why I'm doing this, but why are you doing this?" Dea asked, as she and ??? meandered about the tents.

"I'm here to cause trouble on purpose."

Dea snorted at that, and conceded her point with a shrug. "Fair enough. We're gonna fuck up whoever stole the tables, right?"

"Oh, absolutely, are you kidding? I will fight whoever stole from Ren. Only I'm allowed to do that."

"Please. You've never stolen from us."

??? huffed, and didn't reply, instead ducking into yet another tent.

Which was, luckily, the store that had clearly stolen the Izumi tables.

And, to make it even better, it was a jewelry store; imagine the fucking /chaos/.

"Hello," the shopkeep said, rather smoothly. "How can I help you?"

"Well, you can start by giving those tables you stole back," Dea said bluntly.

"Yeah!" ??? chimed in, folding his arms. "We're going to take that, now."

The shopkeep didn't look impressed. "Who are you to say that, exactly?"

"Call us concerned citizens. So, you need to give those back, now."

The shopkeep--Kay (who did jewelry, which just amused the fuck out of Dea, honestly)-- scowled, and motioned three men forward. "No, I don't."

??? activated his tiara, the orbs beginning to orbit his head. "Let's fucking go, then."

Dea just rolled her eyes, and waved her hand. The next thing everything saw was one of the tables disappear, the jewelry and stands crashing to the ground.

"I'll just be taking this, then," she said, moving casually to pick up the table, as she sent a message to Ren. Found your tables, at Kay Jewelry.

Ren, on the other side of the grounds, jerked their head up. Thankfully their shop was empty, so they could scribble a note and tie their tent closed. On my way, don't do anything hasty, I have guards, they message back, waving a few guards down.

They were nearly racing their way to the tent, three guards hot on their trail, as Dea skidded to a halt, the table abruptly going back to full size.

Ren spluttered. "What happened? I told you I was getting guards--"

"He didn't want to give your tables back, so I had to take one. I was just about to go back for the other one, but they started attacking, so I had to get out," Dea said, before they were interrupted by yelling behind them.

Two of the men that ??? had not attacked had apparently also gotten guards, and were making their way towards Ren's group.

The guards could see the Izumi ensigna on the table Dea had accidentally dropped when it shifted, and with a few hand gestures, the other guards immediately turned on the men, arresting them.

"Here, Izumi, and, uh, ma'am. We'll carry this table back, and go get your other, okay? Just follow us."

??? still had orbs circling his head when they made their way into the shop.

"Finally," Kay exclaimed, exasperated. "Get this /halfling/ out of my shop--"

"You took my family's tables, you need to return them," Ren countered, staring right at it.

Kay scowled. "Nonsense. These are my tables--the ensigna on them is mearly a maker's mark. I'm not giving them to you."

Ren, sensing an opening, immediately burst into loud, wailing tears. Their head dropped back, and crocodile tears rolling down their cheeks.

Everyone was staring...except for ??? and Dea, who sensed their chance, casually wandering over to the now destroyed displays, and began trying to steal whatever they could get their grubby little hands on.

"F-first you take my--my parents stuff, and now you won't even give it back? T-t-they could be dead, I haven't seen them in so long, and-and you're going to say that I can't have them back?"

If there were guards on Kay's side when they had first came in, Kay had now lost all sympathy.

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Xander was sitting outside the Izumi tent, looking lost, when Shy walked up, sans cloak.

"Hey," Shy said, nodding at him. "Ren gone?"

Xander nodded back, cradling their violin. "Uh, yeah. Looks like they found their tables."

Shy looked thoughtful, and then shrugged, plopping down next to Xander on the ground. "Alright."

They sat there in silence for a few moments, before they saw the guards, carrying a familiar looking table.

"Huh," Xander said. "Looks like they found them."

"Yep," Shy replied, and they nudged Xander a little, so they could both scoot over, no longer blocking the doorway.

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"Listen, sir," one of the guards said, folding his arms. "These tables clearly belong to the Izumi clan. You have two options, now. Either you refuse to admit these belong to them, and we go to court, where you'll pay the fines, or you admit they belong to Izumi, and you pay them--2000? No, make that 5000 gold, for emotional damages, and you give the table back. It's your choice."

Kay looked around his shop. There was no sympathy, from anyone, and the only person who could possibly be on his side was currently in a corner, whimpering.

He sighed, seeming put upon. "Fine. Let me get the money."

The guards seemed satisfied, and two of them broke off to pick the table up, as Dea and ??? came forward to coo at Ren, seeming to comfort them. "There, there," Dea said, patting them on the shoulder. "You have it back, now, don't you worry."

Ren nodded, sniffling and wiping their eyes, and while the guards took their table back, and Kay was carefully counting out money for the guards, they went over to the nearly unconscious man, carefully tapping his shoulder, to heal some of the burns.

Dea and ??? exchanged almost exasperated glances, that seemed to say, 'yep, that's Ren for you,' and Kay handed over a bag of gold, almost sulking.

The guards motioned all of them outside. "Right. Izumi, here's your part of the money. I hope you're not too distressed."

Ren wiped their eyes, still sniffling. "T-thank you for your help. We couldn't have done this without you."

The guards looked awkward, now, and a few of them mumbled thanks, before they broke off to go back to patrolling.

As soon as they were gone, so were Ren's tears. "Thanks for finding my shit, you guys."

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I made bread for the first time ever yesterday and I think it turned out great!