scrumt · 10 months ago
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rxttenfish · 6 months ago
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your merfolk are the coolest things ever. i love how they look and all the thought you put into them!!! it rocks!!!!!! monsterprom SHOULD have gotten fucked up with it. wouldve been awesome. i wish i could hug miranda if she was ok with it. big and muscular,,, like a weighted blanket
thank you!!!! you'll be very happy to hear that i'm starting to finally settle on something around 1,000 lbs for miranda's weight. ultimate weighted blanket :3
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dead-costco54 · 3 months ago
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*sees Sam and Dean* best brothers omg *Cas enters* ...AAAUUGHH ONE CHANCE PLEASE CASTIEL OH MY GOD
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tbsviovixx · 3 months ago
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Virtual hugs from nexus
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larry-hiatus · 1 month ago
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scopophobia-polaris · 1 year ago
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Arn seeing Timie on the street: aw what acute lil guy sure hope he isn't tormented!
Bro absolutely messed up, wanted to be a good boy and help someone because this mirrors shit that happened to him but instead found out that Timie is filled with 10thousand problems and somehow knows Arn to a weird degree withought ever really talking to him and he cant...figure out why..... can you really meet someone in a dream?
And now poor Arnold got a little guy that wants to cling onto him when they're sad
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nebulousbren · 8 months ago
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Yesterday I had to say goodbye to my darling boy, Kody. He was with me for 15 1/2 years and the best, most precious of boys. He passed at home in my arms, surrounded by family at 18 years old. I miss him so much, there will never be another like him.
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a-very-sparkly-nerd · 4 months ago
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Don't know who needs to hear this, but being scared of healing is normal. It's okay. Sometimes you don't know how to exist without being messed up. You and your pain are not invalid for taking time to heal and even not wanting to.
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okay-sky · 7 months ago
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i just had to say goodbye to my best friend today, and i want to share him with you. he was such a special boy. i got to have 13 wonderful years with him and am forever grateful for every second we got to spend together. his name was dell
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a-very-fond-farewell · 2 months ago
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ttlmt · 11 months ago
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bitchfitch · 1 year ago
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So, Conrí and Gwyn went through a few major story iterations before I settled on their current 'Isekai but it's about a giant wolf man trying to get home to his kids while an old wizard and the wizard's roommate slow him down' but I still have all of my original draft fragments and I found one of them again last night and have been kinda. picking at it. Because there was something There.
These two rival kings with a long standing feud between their families. As different as two men can physically be from each other. Notions of honor and revenge and grudgingly respecting the other despite all the bad blood. There's a Vibe.
A massive wolven monster in a snow storm, its fur just as white as the snow. a young man in red who has Everything, and everything to lose.
But I couldn't make it work. for over a year, I couldn't Find It. the angle. The thing that would make this worth telling.
But Finally. FINALLY. I've found the three things that needed to change to make the story work.
1. They don't meet as equals. The wolven king is aged and settled into his throne, his territory thrives under his reign. The human one is young, his crown still sized to fit his father instead of him, his country is at war and he knows they have no hope of winning it if he can't find an ally to fight with them.
2. The wolven king is still an arrogant cock of a man, but his cruelness is heavily tempered by the fact he's only mean when people are looking. The newly crowned kinglet isn't who has wronged Wolf King even if he is going to use him to get back at the rest of the family. Human King's own arrogance is now tempered by his lack of experience, he acts the part but is fully aware that he doesn't know what he's doing and needs guidance from someone who does.
3. The bad blood is that once upon a time Wolf King had a Wolf Queen, and she dumped him for Human King's (much older relative) bc Wolf King sucks and to this day he Still believes she was forced to leave him and not that she just got tired of his shit and left 100% of her own accord.
I haven't come up with names for the secondary and tertiary cast yet but Wolf King is Maelgwn, and human king is Erasyl. When I have time and brain space for it I'm drawing them and bitching about having to name them that instead of Conrí and Gwyn. bc like. These were the characters Those names were chosen for originally and they fit these guys better than the Isekai guys.
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badwolf-67 · 7 months ago
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I learned a really important fact in my psychology class that I must share with literally everyone:
when your dog dreams, they’re probably dreaming about you :)
that’s it!
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haltandcatchfiretothemax · 9 months ago
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FEMSLASH FEBRUARY 2024 #3: In which Donna rejects Cameron’s idea
[CN: mention of animal deaths and instagram videos about animal abuse and death] . . . After twenty minutes of scrolling at the kitchen island, Cameron threw her phone down, so loudly that Donna looked up from her phone, and asked, “What?”
Agitated, Cameron said, “Okay, I have an idea. Hear me out” — she put her hands up, thumbs flexed to create a make-believe screen — “a social media platform for photos and video, you know, like Instagram, except that it’s just for photos and videos and animals, BUT” — now, her hands curled into fists of fury — “there are NO posts about dead or dying animals allowed.”
Donna frowned. “I understand your concept, but…I think it’s a no from me.” Cameron opened her mouth to argue and, going back to her phone, Donna said, “I hate seeing those posts too, but people want to put their grief for their pets, or, you know, the animals they take care of at vet officies and zoos and what have you somewhere. They need to! We can’t expect people not to.”
“But Donna! We made a whole website for people’s grief, for both human and non-human loved ones!” Cameron shouted. “And it’s very successful, I might add! We have an entire ‘pet cemetery’ section!”
Donna looked at Cameron again, and shrugged sympathetically. “But not everyone is on our very successful, very useful website for the bereaved. And people want to post to their various accounts when they experience loss. They want people to see and know their lost loved one, regardless of species, you know that.”
Cameron rested her elbows on the counter, and sighed heavily, and let her shoulders sag.
Donna let a few seconds go by out of respect for Cameron’s non-verbal response, and the said, “Was it another kitten that failed to thrive, that you just read about?”
“Yes. And also, there was a sloth and a zebra, who both died at different road-side zoos after being stolen from their jungle homes and worked to death.”
Donna hopped down from her seat, and went around the island to Cameron’s side. She squeezed her shoulder, and said, “I think I might have a better solution than a website that will enrage people by taking down animal memorial videos.” She picked Cameron’s phone up off the counter, and then went into the kitchen, where she put the phone in a drawer, and then she reached into one of the cabinets and pulled out their jar of cat treats. She shook the box, and Licorice the cat, who had been relaxing in her hammock that was attached to the large window that looked out onto the pool, jumped down onto the floor and ran quickly toward Donna. After she gave her a treat, Donna picked Licorice up off the floor, and went back around the island to Cameron, and offered the cat to her.
Cameron, of course took Licorice, who meowed huffily as she settled into Cameron’s lap, and the started to purr. Already feeling less miserable, Cameron said, “I both love and hate it when you’re right.”
Donna patted Cameron on the back and said, “I know you do, baby,” before striding back toward the kitchen to put away the jar of cat treats.
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mrfoox · 1 year ago
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It's 6.30 and I'm prepared and in bed 🫡
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floral-hex · 1 year ago
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I’m so over emotional right now. read that Jimmy Buffett died surrounded by his friends and family and started crying. not that he died. that everyone he loved, that loved him, was there with him in his final moments. and his dogs! his dogs were there, too! something about it is so beautiful and nice and fuck, I am bummed he died, but that he went out surrounded by his loved ones makes it seem okay. I’m glad he got that in the end. That knowing you’re loved and you’ll be remembered. I think that’s all we can really hope for in the end.
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