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Just a sketch of unus annus in the youtuberverse saying their last goodbyes...

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In the last four days, a lot of you might have seen the video of Mr. Philip Banks catching a baby boy that was thrown out of a burning building - the baby was saved by both him and the mother who sacrificed herself to help save her kids. In the video, you can hear neighbors pleading with her to jump down herself, but she didn't. She was completely engulfed in flames by the time she went back in to try and save her daughter. There are two heroes in this story, and both of them are angels, one in Heaven now, and the other here on Earth.

Both of the children made it, but sadly it was too late for Mrs. Rachel Long. She leaves behind a little girl that will need more surgeries to start her recovery, a baby boy that is getting better but is extremely traumatized, and a husband who is now heartbroken and left homeless with their two children.

I implore you, if you cannot donate yourselves, I completely understand, but please at least share the donation link, that helps too!

Mr. Phillip Banks is a true hero. The way he sprinted to catch the little boy, throwing himself with everything he got to save him - without a doubt, the boy would have been severely more injured or gone if it wasn't for him.

Rachel Long, rest in peace.

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Friend: (while watching Doctor Who) He's like some combination of future genius and ADHD 5 year old. Who can't socialise.

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CATS THE MUSICAL IS GONNA BE ON YOUTUBE FOR 48 HOURS AND IT'S THE GOOD VERSION BABYYYY plz watch it I need people to love it as much as I do

IT’S UP NOW UNTIL 2PM EST ON SUNDAY (May 17)

(The video above will probably disappear when it’s removed from YouTube, but this version is actually available on dvd/blu-ray for your future pleasure)

(Link to information about this: https://www.classicfm.com/composers/lloyd-webber/how-watch-andrew-cats-youtube-free-musical/)

Dude my family owned this on VHS! I watched it SO MANY TIMES, it is EXCELLENT

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Oh my God! 😭 You dropped this queen 👑

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You are a knight turned into a statue by the fae White Which style and put into a garden where you stay for millenia, growing moss and having birds take shelter in your now stone shield. The place grows wild as the fae have lost interest in their little sculpture garden but, greedy, jealous things that they are, they’ve hidden it and you away from the prying eyes of those who would look upon you or gods forbid, save you. You don’t see the world changing, only the passage of time through the growing of the grass and trees and even then, you lose track of how long you’ve been here. 

You can sometimes hear things, laughter, crying, and its these times when you think you will go mad. The sounds are so close, as though they are just behind a thin curtain and you all anyone has to do is pull it aside. But they don’t. They never do. And so you sit alone, your mind slowly, slowly losing itself. More than once you find yourself missing even the company of the fae who cursed you. You are so lonely. 

But then one day you hear something strange. Something is coming through your woods, crashing through it more like, and sounds that are almost voices but you cannot recognize the language. You listen as the sounds get closer and you feel the oncoming frustration which you always feel when people are this close. You curse them in your mind but beneath it all you howl, desperate and raging in your loneliness and grief. 

You don’t actually get much time to pity yourself and your situation this time though, because right about the time when most people would be walking past the spot where you stand, you hear the voice coming ever closer. Closer! The Crashing is coming from just passed the trees in front of you and you can’t believe it. There’s someone here. There’s a surprised sound from behind the closest tree and finally a figure emerges, tearing through the curtain that has separated you so long from the outside world. Someone has found you! 

But oh, if a statue could lose its breath, yours would be gone. Someone indeed has crashed through into your garden, but nothing you recognize and you feel your heart, long settled into a gentle, slow rhythm, speed up with fear and surprise. For a moment you wonder if it is your captures, the fae having taken a strange new form, but no, they look as surprised to see you as you are to see them. 

Colossal things that look more insect than human, tusks like wild boar jutting out from mouths filled with sharp teeth. If you could scream, you most certainly would. 

More enter the garden, looking about in wonder at the wildness of it, before their eyes settle on you. The one in front approaches and there’s something in it’s gleaming eyes that looks familiar. You had seen it before in the eyes of dragons looking upon their hoard. It is a look of awe and wonder and greed. It reaches out and scratches the stone skin of your face lightly with a claw. Your sword and shield are useless and heavy in your hands and you curse your vulnerability. 

There is a sudden shout from another of the creatures which draws the thing’s attention away from you. You look over too, as well as you can and see it holding something in its hand. A loud noise sounds over the garden, growing louder as the creature approaches you as well. All eyes are on you now and as the object’s incessant beeping turns into a continuous tone, you feel dread build in your chest. The looks you are given now are ones of horror. 

Orders are barked and all creatures but the first take steps away from you. You watch as it pulls something out from within its own armour. It points the object at you and in a moment you are blinded by a light that sends your skin burning within its stone casing. You cannot close your eyes, the pain so intense that you almost don’t feel the scream building up in your throat or the cracking of your muscles. You do, however, immediately feel your legs collapse from underneath you as you crumble to the ground.

Your voice is an ugly thing, hoarse and broken and yet you crave the burning of your throat because you can feel it! You can feel the dirt on your face, the wind in your hair. You can feel blood trickle down your cheek from where the creature scratched you not moments before. You look up slowly, your eyes sluggish and heavy, and see the strange face staring down at you. You hear the loud voices of the other creatures behind it, too and the familiar pitch of excitement in their sounds. 

You feel the hilt of your sword in your hand and the sturdy heft of your shield. You ignore the way your arms feel like lead, and the way your head swims in favour of the itch in your blood. Because you can feel again! You lash out with your sword but don’t make it far before collapsing again. Not that it matters. Your head hits the ground and you gasp in pain, but you feel it and isn’t that a wonderous thing!? 

There are hands on you that stop you before you can crack your head again, but that’s alright because they aren’t gentle and their claws draw blood and it hurts and you laugh. Your fear only comes as you start to lose consciousness and you fight it, terrified of losing the feelings but it’s no use. You are gone, faded to black but your heart roars powerfully in your chest and you feel it. 

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Thanks!!! After I made this post I just let him go on his own. I later found out he was probably a pet at some point and I was worried he wouldn't survive on his own however just last week I saw him again on our porch perfectly healthy and alive so happy ending for jerry!!!!

Can someone identify this please!!! I've never seen this thing before and I don't know if it's native to my area!!!

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I don't work with colors very often but I think it could have been worse. I'm actually very proud of this one♥️

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do you think there’s ever been a point in the avatar cycle where everyone was just waiting for them to pop up in one of the water tribes, but instead they reincarnated into one of those waterbending swamp hicks in the earth kingdom? because I really like the idea of a swamp avatar with a little leaf hat and a southern drawl.

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#fortusannus

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Can someone identify this please!!! I've never seen this thing before and I don't know if it's native to my area!!!

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I had a dream where

I was wandering around a school/church, and I went in to one of the classes and sat down, in one of those old desk/chair things, but it had like wheels on the bottom to make it easy to move. I had realiesd that I forgot my shoes, so I told the teacher (she looked like a preschool teacher, not a nun) and she just laughed at me and said I didn't forget my shoes, and that I was lying. Everyone had to sit in a circle, so at first we all moved our desks, but they were to big to make the circle, so we all sat on the ground, this is the first time the teacher looks up, she noties I'm not wearing shoes, and proceceds to get mad at me and yell, while I'm starting to tear up, and asking why is she mad at me, I told her the truth and she just laughed it off.

Around this time, I relise I'm asleep, and am about to wake up, so I, stop crying for a moment, look up at her, call her a Asshole, flip her off, then wake up. So if dreams are infact portals to other dimensions, that lady sucks

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Simmo is best tsundere♥️

Abduction - Chapter 30

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Waking up was more painful than normal. It didn’t help that Simmo didn’t recognize her surroundings once she was awake. It was a hospital, she gathered that from the tubing and scanners that were attached all over her carapace.

She didn’t remember how she got here.

She groaned. What did she remember? Being on the Arum Bloom. That brought a flood of memories rushing overwhelmingly through her brain. She pushed them back. They could be processed later. What happened after?

She remembered being cramped on the shuttle. She knew she had passed in and out of consciousness a number of times. She remembered seeing an impossibly huge ship-fortress-thing and that it was getting closer. That must have been the legendary Rock Base she’d always heard of. Her antenna twitched suddenly. Oh. That’s where she was. She looked around her again. She was on the Galactic Confederation’s Rock Base? Well, it didn’t look like much from here.

Her mandibles rapidly clicked as she struggled to sit up. No. That wasn’t happening. Her sharp claws sunk into the soft gel underneath as she tried to at least prop herself up enough to get a better look at her surroundings.

It was your basic med bay room. Although the long-necked, armed guard at the door was probably not part of the standard package.

It was a striped Daydam, Simmo noticed. They were usually spotted. Its fur was also darker than most Daydam, or at least any Daydam she had ever come across before, ruddy brown and black with thin off-white stripes. It was slouched on all fours, but as soon as it noticed Simmo staring, it straightened up onto two legs and activated its comm device.

“Room 14C reporting in. It’s awake… yes… yes… affirmative… standing by.”

Simmo hissed. It. She’d been called an “it”. Not for the first time in her life, to be fair, but it had been a while. If she had the strength, she’d strut over to the pompous guard and cut some respect into them.

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The duck has graced us with world's at our finger tips. Do not waste his blessing.

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