#Macro Art

[soft5ku11]

WOAH HOLY SHIT 2000 FOLLOWERS? THANK YOU?? WHAT THE SHITT??

To celebrate 2000, enjoy 2000lbs of Doug! Somehow, he miraculously gained hundreds of pounds overnight, demolishing his bed and becoming as big as the bedroom. He can't even stand up now, unless he wants to risk tearing the roof off the place. Not to mention he's even fatter than he was before on top of all that...

[faucetrye]

Spencer having some hungry dreams

[half-a-life]

It's a frightening thought, that in one fraction of a moment you can fall in the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over.

Beau Taplin

Mushrooms

Marche-en-Famenne, Belgium 🇧🇪

[itsmoving]

got a little hungry ;p

[richs-pics]

A place in space

[bexxthehexx]

When your drawn to Nature, So you fall in love with a Leaf

[gothycollie]

Don't worry, you're in good hands

Soft shaded commission for @/FateCookiez on Twitter!

[trishpixflorals]

[sc00tf0x]

NOW RAMPAGING A CITY NEAR YOU📣

[axellycan]

Tybalt’s necklace now has an exterior design! Hurray!

[soft5ku11]

quick full-body Prof. Maple to show you i'm not dead

[faucetrye]

Ires fights some bandits or someth idk

[half-a-life]

A book can teach you, a conversation can assure you, a poem can seduce you, a genius can inspire you but only you can save yourself.

Anthony Anaxagorou

Taraxacum

Benduiha, Ukraine 🇺🇦

[itsmoving]

playing with angles is one hell of a drug, have some macro :)

[selfish-heels]

Cozy Macro!Jack stuff

[flintox]

"Madame President! A few questions?"

The president halted in front of the camera and put on her most presentable smile. "Of course!" She adjusted her hair, already self-conscious about it knowing she was being filmed.

"The galactic federation has just passed over one hundred member planets. How do you feel about this monumental milestone?"

"Aha~" The lioness giggled. "Well, I doubt anyone is as happy as I am. It is an accomplishment several decades in the making and I couldn't be more proud of my fellow member planets in all their hard work in making it a reality."

The flash of a camera blinded her for a moment but her expression remained stalwart and regal. "A new microphone was thrust towards her face by a shorter alpaca species. "Madame President--what do you have to say about the allegations of the federation isolating aggressive non member planets using dangerous experimental technology?"

There was always one of these types at every press conference. She'd been hoping the security here would be a bit more stringent and not let these sorts of inflammatory reporters in. She sighed and maintained her smile. "You're referring to the recent disappearance of the Human threat, I assume?" She flashed the reporter a smile. "The federation only makes use of tested weaponry that is compliant with the federation code of conduct--which was written in co-operation with other species, both aligned with us and non aligned. The disappearance of the human planet was likely the cause of their own experimentation and is as much of a mystery to us as it is to you. Despite the aggressive stance the humans took against us, the loss of life is nonetheless tragic." The lioness leaned in closer to the reporter, looming over the short alpaca. "Lets not spoil the ceremony with such frivolous conspiracies, alright?"

More cameras flashed and the choir of reporters devolved into a gaggle of questions, too chaotic for her to follow. The lioness put her hands up. "That's all the time I have for questions for now. Please, enjoy the celebration. Let's hope one hundred planets is just the start!"

She quickly made her way through the crowd of reporters and into the grand hall, eager to celebrate the monumental victory of adding the 100th planet to the federation she presided over. A milestone that had come with quite some cost.

It was true, that the federation had some enemies. Had, as in past tense. Convincing one hundred planets to ally with you was a difficult task when you had powerful enemies to chip away at your projection of safety, and if you simply eradicated them it would make you look like the aggressor. So it was most convenient when your enemies simply...vanished on their own.

That was the official story, at least. In truth the federation couldn't sit idly by while some upstart species made threats. Of course they had to act. Erasing a species was a bit too far gone, so other...more experimental measures had to be taken.

She stroked her hair behind her ear, feeling the smooth dome of one of the isolated planets jingle against her fingers as it hung from an earring. A beautiful red planet with endless dunes. It was a shame the species there believed themselves to be ordained by their god to erase all life from the world that wasn't them.

The rattling of another planet sounded from her golden wristband. A quaint little world inhabited by a very war obsessed species. Their idea of diplomacy was firing laser from a distance. Perhaps with a few years of hands on experience around other species they might be more willing to talk, until now their planet complimented her wrist perfectly.

Then there was the planet hanging around her neck. The little blue rock had originally wanted to join the federation but as it turned out their intentions were less than sincere. At least now they could see all the inner workings of the federation first hand...assuming the president didn't wear anything too tight.

Simply destroying these planets had been far too harsh and would send the wrong impression of the federation. So, they would be isolated and contained and kept by the most qualified person available...the president herself. If she could manage an organization with a hundred planets in it, she could look after a few marble sized planets. Besides, who could say no to her?

Of course, they didn't have the tech to manage the planets yet. It was still a few decades away before they could help the planets adjust and hopefully allow them to return to their old size again. Or perhaps not their old size, perhaps it was best to keep a few dozen feet back just to keep them compliant?

She shook the thought away. Restoration of these isolated planets was still a distant pipe dream. Especially for the humans. With a smirk, the president wiggled her hips, feeling the final planet on her person rattle at the base of her tail. The humans had been quite difficult to deal with. An annoying supremacist government, xenophobia, the works. While it didn't mesh with the ideals of the federation, the president couldn't help but enjoy lording over the minuscule human planet dangling right above her rear, rattled by every sway of her hips. It made for a fantastic confidence boost, something a federation president needed in droves.

It was harsh, yes. But some planets needed to learn that either you learn to play well with others. They needed to learn to treat others as equals. This way, they could learn how it feels to be utterly pathetic compared someone else. It was hard to argue that your species was superior to all others in the galaxy when your entire planet is routinely jolted by the cheeks of an 'inferior' species.

The president giggled. In a way, she almost hoped the humans could never be redeemed. Their little planet went so well with her outfit. Perhaps she could argue they were beyond saving and required constant isolation--a verdict she would be happy to enforce personally~