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Owen taking a *very* willing Apo on an adventure!

Took me awhile to finish but it’s done! Yay!

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in gaza, animals suffer alongside humans everyday. we see puppies left without their mothers, kittens with skin infections, little children carrying their fishes in a fish bowl, pets wandering the streets because they can't find their owners anymore.

this is very heartbreaking. saddened by this, my friend @nesmamomen is fundraising in order to help stray animals in gaza. she will use the funds to feed and treat animals in her camp.

her little siblings are already looking after a pair of abandoned puppies! she is also taking care of a kitten who urgently needs to see the vet. she can't do this without your help. please help nesma take care of these animals.

nesma has been verified by el-shab-hussein

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Manifesting....

Custom work done for @beacon-lamp

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one fish two fish

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cod boy and salmon girl do some fishing

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Gem’s fish market (fresh and not suspicious)

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i drew a fish lady

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z obsesji

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I'm sooo late on the Grian permit office train but I just found this image on internet and I was possessed to draw.

Hope you enjoy.

And if you don't I'll have to put you on hold.

⬇️ inspo pic + details

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I am the GOAT …. I fear no mortal fish

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really cannot emphasise enough that "All Men Bad" and "masculinity is inherently violent, dangerous, and evil" are load-bearing pillars of radfeminism and these ideas cannot have a place in any truly progressive queer theorising.

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Klavier's Emergency Contact

This is just a little drabble to partner with Klavier Makes Four; I felt it was too distant from the main story to make another chapter, and too connected and short to make a separate story. Plus, I didn't originally intend to write this, but got inspired to do so.

If you haven't read Klavier Makes Four, you don't have to to make sense of this story, but I recommend it, as it would probably make more sense.

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Kristoph looked up from his book at the sound of footsteps. Usually, he would not have been surprised that they stopped at his cell. However, the three guards were ones he had never seen before carrying out the more... legally dubious actions regarding his incarceration. More interesting yet was the ancient cell phone held in one of their hands.

"Kristoph Gavin," said one of them. "You have a phone call."

That was interesting. He had stopped getting phone calls after his second incarceration.

"I see," said Kristoph, standing up. "Get on with it, then."

One of the guards unlocked his cell as the other two eyed him suspiciously. It was needless. He had no intention of using this as an escape opportunity. He was far more interested in who was calling him. Legally as far as he could tell, no less.

Soon enough, the phone was in his hand.

"Is this Mr. Kristoph Gavin?" asked an unfamiliar voice.

"It is. I apologize for the hoops you no doubt needed to jump through to communicate with me. To whom am I speaking?"

"Una Gnowyn. I'm calling from Central Hospital on behalf of Klavier Gavin," said the voice on the other end of the line. Kristoph pulled the phone away from his face slightly and blinked. That had not been what he expected.

"Even in spite of my death row seat?" he asked, tilting his head. "Does he have no other emergency contact?"

"You're the only one, Mr. Gavin. Your brother was brought in an hour ago with acute atroquinine poisoning. We need to ask you a few questions concerning his medical history."

A smile threatened to slip onto Kristoph's face. Atroquinine poisoning. After six years, Klavier had finally worn the damned ring. If only it had been just a few months prior; perfection would have been in his grasp. At least it was some small comfort that he was still the only emergency contact his brother had, despite everything. He would have no one waiting at his bedside for his eyes to open.

"Fire away," said Kristoph, keeping his voice serene.

The doctor, or nurse, or receptionist, or whatever Ms. Gnowyn was, asked several questions about allergies and previous complications. Kristoph answered all of her questions to the best of his knowledge. He could have come up with lies to hinder Klavier's chance of survival, but really, what was the point?

What the doctors knew was inconsequential. They were dealing with a doomed patient either way.

"Thank you for your assistance, Mr. Gavin," Ms. Gnowyn said.

"It was no trouble," said Kristoph. "It's not as though I am preoccupied. Goodbye."

The phone clicked. Slowly, he let his arm sink. With a winning smile at the guards, he handed the phone back. They left, locking the cell door behind them. They disappeared around the corner, like they had never been there in the first place.

Kristoph sank back into his chair, picked up his book again, and chuckled to himself.

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✨️creepypasta for ppl with terrible vision✨️

You lost/broke your glasses so everything is blurry beyond recognition, and then something along the horizon catches your eye. Somehow, despite the distance that turns everything around it to nonsensical smudges, it is perfectly clear in your vision.

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Being a horror fan is wondering how something can make you so relaxed and so nervous at the same time.

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i really want a horror movie where the protagonists want to buy a new house and instead of ominous neighbors telling them how dangerous and haunted the house is, people in the neighborhood keep praising the house and talking about how perfect it is.

this goes on until it starts to get somewhat unsettling because even people who have never seen the house or set foot inside it keeps talking about how it's the ultimate dream house and how it will drastically improve the lives of the people who are buying it.