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look at my dogs

left is Bruin and right is Gus

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made this last august-for a fiends b-day, but forgot to give it to them… so now i’m waiting for his birthday again. But i’m posting here in the meantime.

here’s the reference photo to give credit:

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made this about a year ago. lumpy boy but he’s mine.

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Spoiler alert 🔔 it’s not so short anymoreee

It’s official now (it already was but now they got dad’s Blessing)

Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (PREV / FIRST /)

Inspired by those two amazing asks

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Journal cover for art class

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Nom nom nom

Canabalism

THIS BEAST IS FINALLY HERE AHAHAH

And by this beast I mean the Sculptor part haha. Sixteen injured nine dead /j

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“Hey, Again.” 😀

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Gay space turtle

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GAY COW AND PRIMATE

whaat? There are stakes? We don’t have time to be gay because MK freedom is at risk? I’m sorry I can’t hear you over the sound of my ship kissing for 20 panels while Taylor Swift is playing in the background

let them have this moment, because trust me you all will need it for what is about to come next.

ALSO I'M LIVE ON MY TWITCH CHANNEL!!!

Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (PREV / FIRST /

Next part is coming on December 12th 1PM

ALSO RED BOY IS STRONK BOYFRIEND!

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Colored another panel of @somerandomdudelmao’s Marble Sky comic.

(tumblr stole the quality)

Please read it, it’s really good. I love the plot and the art is iconic.

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MOXXIE BOYYY

I love my boy. He just needs a hug and a Millie.

Tumblr killed the quality 😭

Media: ink,colored pencil,white gel pen

My original art-Do not repost without credit

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We can do this. There will be death, there will be consequences, and we can’t hide from that. But we can keep pushing forward towards hope, towards a better future.

welp. feels bad, kids. but chin up.

let's just get through the next four years. and then that will be it.

the good news is that this is the last time that this can happen. this is his last term-- for certain this time. and then we never have to do this again.

nothing is going to change right away or fall apart overnight. and no matter what, over the next four years there will still be ninja turtle cartoons. there will still be puppies and kitties. there will still be minecraft and magical girl animes and those lil caramel hard candies.

we'll get to the other side. just hang in there.

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I’m in love with this comic already <3

You've Been Portal Jacked! Part 3

[Prev] [Next (in progress!)]

h'uhhhh boy...

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My name is Ahmed Bakr, a Palestinian. I live in the Gaza Strip. My least wish is to save my wife and children (Neven, Khaled, Joan, Aida, and Musk) from certain death. I write these words and ask for your help. I do not know whether we will be able to survive. This is my last message to you as a human being and the story of my life and my family since the beginning of the war. My son (Khaled) is his age. (8) years old and suffers from enlarged liver diseases, infections, and anemia from contaminated food and water. We are unable to treat him, buy medicine for him, hold a baby no more than two months old, and I am unable to provide her with milk, pampers, or even supplies for small children. My children need food and treatment. We are deprived of the food we love. Our mental health is deteriorating and very destructive, and we need hygiene supplies in the tents. I was displaced from my home from the north to the south, to Khan Yunis, then to Rafah, and then to Nuseirat. I was injured by an occupation sniper while searching for a living for my children. I endured carrying water, searching for wood to light the fire, and bringing food for my children because there was no gas for long distances. Long, all day long, surrounded by devastation, bloody missiles and shattering shrapnel. We endured constant fear day and night for a whole year without any peace or comfort. I do not know where to take my children. Our lives are very painful and difficult, and every time we miraculously escape death, I want to help everyone who can help us, those with compassionate hearts. We live in the heat of tents and under the blazing sun. My house was completely demolished after years of effort and fatigue and building our house. Then, one night and one day, everything disappeared and my children’s room was completely burned and demolished. Even our car was not spared from the bombing, as we had all the wonderful means and tools. For the sake of a decent life, we started roasting our food over the fire despite the fatigue and heat. We are still standing despite the bombing, hunger, and severe shortages. We need your help. At this Save My Children event, we invite you to share our story with your friends and families with clarity and support. Your sensible words and prayers provide strength to endure these difficult circumstances... (Your donation) can make enough difference in our lives. We depend on your support and your standing by our side through this traditional ordeal, boxing, to restore hope and safety to Hayat and her family. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my application. Your support and donation are very important to me and my family

Show your support for this GoFundMe

Unfortunately I am not in a position to aid, but I can ask others to help. So if you are seeing this, please help stand with the people of Palestine 🇵🇸

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We are going to be okay.

This video made me cry so I wanted to put it here

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You did that.

To the men who voted for Donald Trump today:

When your girlfriend gets pregnant, and you’re not ready to become a father, and you’re forced into a position that cripples you emotionally, financially and irreversibly, remember: you did this.

When your sister’s pregnancy turns out to be ectopic, and she can’t get the life-saving medical care she needs and dies a completely pointless, preventable death, remember: you did this.

When your 12-year-old daughter is raped by her soccer coach — after he’s legally allowed to strip off her pants and peep at her genitals, because the existence of trans kids terrifies you — and she steals your shotgun and kills herself in your garage, remember, first and foremost: you did this.

Hundreds of thousands of people are going to die because of the decision you made today.

You did that.