#Pets galore

[rizumuj]

Furries & Pet Lovers, Get Your Juice!!!

Wonderful PreCure is Here!!! 🐾🐱🐶

[jeeaark]

imagining new game+ greyg completely foregoing the like, "making friends" part of all this and pulling some of those insane speed running strats people use in the actual game. using boxes to skip areas and jumping through walls and shit. not doing all THAT again.

Greygold. 'Power of friendship' Greygold. Skip 'making friends'?????? My dear anon, if Greygold ever loses an inkling of interest for their friends' wellbeing, that is no longer Greygold.

NAY, even though they'd absolutely try speed-running through this hellish repeat venture, they'd still care enough to help with their companions' personal quests and approval rating. But like. Still speed-run it.

[ghostlyfurball]

great image from uesp dot net

[flightrising]

Psst! Hey. You. Yes, you. We heard one of Galore's colleagues dropped off a gift for players, but it's only available until April 4th.

You got that? Galore's Glorious Gifts before 06:00 server time, Thursday April 4, 2024.

[black-cat-reversed]

The overwhelming urge to bite something as hard as I can. Biting down on a cute boy's shoulder, mumbling an apology of some sort through my blood-stained teeth

Meanwhile I just keep biting down and tearing out chunks like a starved man

[lemotmo]

Do you have any fic pet peeves?

Pfff... all right, I might get some flack for this, but for me?

My pet peeve is bad grammar and bad spelling all throughout the fic. It will turn me off in an instant and I'll just close the tab and move on.

As a non-native speaker who writes fanfic in English I think I can say this. With every single fic I write I do my very best to make as little mistakes in English grammar and spelling as possible.

While writing I do constant research into grammar and spelling. Whenever I want to use a word, but I'm not sure if my spelling is correct, I look it up.

Once the writing of a story/chapter is done, I then read it through in silence at least 10 times to get all the mistakes out. This means that I sometimes rewrite whole paragraphs, because they just don't feel like they fit with the rest of the story. Or the language I used is lacking, so I need to rewrite and make it better.

I then read the story/chapter out loud a couple of times. To see how it sounds and to hear if something doesn't read easy. If I feel that the flow is off somehow, I'll go back in and rewrite the section I didn't like. Sometimes it comes down to adding or removing a comma.

It's a very long and tedious process, but I need to do that before I publish. I'm a perfectionist when it comes to creating things. I need things to be as (near) perfect as they can be.

Which never happens of course, because once I've published, I always read through the story/chapter one last time and I still find little mistakes here and there.

So yeah, my pet peeve is bad grammar and spelling. I cannot, for the life of me, understand why people won't take the time to correct their mistakes before posting.

If you feel like it's too much, call in the help of a beta-reader. These are wonderful people who are always willing to help you out when you are stuck in a story or when you want to have your grammar and spelling checked.

Sorry. Please don't hate me. 😁

[variouspolltournaments]

SUBMISSIONS CLOSED

Next up is the Canine and Feline Duo Tournament. The duos do not have to be literal canines and felines.

Submit a Canine and Feline Duo, along with where they come from and (if you want) propaganda through ask or submit a post.

Submissions will be closing on the 30th of May.

Top 6 submissions are the ones I submitted myself.

@tournament-announcer

Submissions in bold have propaganda, submissions not in bold do not have propaganda. Whether they do or do not have some already, you are still free to submit some.

SUBMISSIONS:

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning: The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Catherine and Diggs: Cats & Dogs 2

Mozart and Dreamer: The Wolf and The Lion

Proud Heart Cat and Loyal Heart Dog: Care Bears

Jade Catkin and Roxie McTerrier: Littlest Pet Shop: A World Of Our Own

Komugi Inukai and Yuki Nekoyashiki: Wonderful Precure

Chat Noir and Flairmidable: Miraculous Ladybug

Dog Man and Petey: Dog Man

Cat and Dog: Catdog

N and Uzi: Murder Drones

Garfield and Odie: Garfield

Bug and Bunny: Warrior Cats

Pixie and Brutus: Pixie and Brutus

Yukari Kotozume and Akira Kenjou: KiraKira Precure A La Mode

Serafina and Wolfie: Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper

Pat and Pran: Bad Buddy!

Roger and Belle: Pets United

Marc Anthony and Pussyfoot: Looney Tunes

Bolt and Mittens: Bolt

Ballister Boldheart and Ambrosius Goldenloin: Nimona

Gretchen and Frou-Frou: Scarlet Hollow

Bitch and Pussy: Tumblr Kickstarter Scam Parody by fipindustries

Feng Xin and Mu Qing: Tian Guan Ci Fu

Yachiyo Inugami and Suzu Nekoyama from Inugami-san to Nekoyama-san

Liko’s Sprigatito and Alex’s Fidough: Pokemon Horizons

Liko’s Sprigatito and Murdock’s Rockruff: Pokemon Horizons

Clawdeen Wolf and Toralai Stripe: Monster High

Alopex and Takeshi: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2012

Nekomamushi and Inuarashi: One Piece

The Rain: Real Life

Oliver and Dodger: Oliver and Company

Ashiol Xandelian and Livilla: Creature Court

Milo and Otis: The Adventures of Milo and Otis

[terrence-silver]

Terry and beloved going to buy a pet snake 🐍

---

A pet.

A pet will do, Terry tells himself.

Yes, he wanted to tie you to himself through something --- someone. Attaching you to himself through the obligation of raising a sentient, living thing, a creature, an animal, a beast, however coldblooded, with him. Key emphasis on the 'with him' part. Terry knew, in fact, he was convinced, that a snake wouldn't begrudge being used as a tactical placeholder, in fact, if a snake had the capacity to understand his plans and his intent, it would support him in its own reptilian way, finding relatability in him being territorial. Claiming what he wanted, in whatever way he could, even through the act of making you responsible for something you adopted with him. What was more natural, after all? More primal? More snake-like, ironically? Than him going out with you and pinning a being on you, convincing you that you and him needed this and that you would raise it, like a team? Like a twosome? Like an unit?

Like a brood?

An interlude of sorts, for far greater things.

An interlude into him endowing you with a progeny of his own.

But, Terry needed hooks to achieve ultimate control. As many hooks as he could fasten into you first. Hooks comprised of various things; Items. Material goods. Promises. Acts of service. His own love. Pets. Whatever else came to mind along the way. Why not? He needed so many tentacles in you until you were a fly in his net, limbs moving according to the tugging on the strings coiled around his fingers. A robot.

-"I don't know. It's a big commitment."-

He remembers to comment strategically, trying to sound like the reasonable everyman while he played with the sapphire on his pinkie finger in a feigned sense of calculation, overlooking the transparent terrarium exhibits, attempting to act like he was the hesitant party here, following your every move, every gaze, every blink of your eye. Yes. It was a big commitment. That's precisely why Terry wanted a snake. Exactly because it was a huge commitment. If you were too busy tending the pet, feeding it, cleaning its habitat, socializing it, caring for it, would you really have time for much else? Except for him, of course? He figured you wouldn't. With the San Fernando Wild Life Center left closed to the public for the hour to allow you and him undisputed space and time to browse, he more or less ushers you towards snake he figured was most high maintenance out of the bunch, although, all the terrarium dwellers were. That was the point here. The agenda. He donated to this center multiple times over the years. The least they could do is obey when his people phoned them explaining precisely which snakes should be brought forward for your viewing pleasure. The curators stand on ready, diligently, when your attention lands on the exact snake Terry knew your attention would land on.

Beautiful colors.

Admirable size.

Apex predator in a glass cage.

Most importantly, required exuberant amounts of care.

Perfect.

Ensuring you'd be well-occupied for...well...for years, undoubtedly.

-"A red tail Coral snake. You like that one, don't you?"-

He interjects, knowingly, standing beside you, recognizing the particular breed on sight. Maintaining this species in captivity is very difficult because it refused to feed, which meant, it would be a task you'd have to take up daily. Every day. It is hard to keep his lips from quirking up into a half smile. Almost on cue, you speak up, amazed; -"Terry. Its so beautiful."- You coo with the uniformed, silent curator with white gloves taking this as a sign to remove the multicolored serpent from its terrarium and carefully hand it to you, letting you hold it. Yeah, it was a sealed deal. You've made your choice, or rather, Terry made it for you. He nods to the assistants surrounding him. Yeah. That one. You've chosen that one. Its highly neurotoxic venom is known to cause seizures in its prey by activating nerve proteins responsible for seizures within it, but this one? This one, with its natural venom removed was perfectly docile and perfectly safe to handle by you. Another thing he made sure was done according to his desires. Regardless, Terry liked to imagine the snake would understand. That the snake would get it. That they got each other, in fact, like two likeminded individuals. That they were in on this together in some weird way, as he watched you handle it, fingers caressing crimson scales, observing the snake's yellow eyes, the flickering of its tongue.

Terry bows his head ever so slightly, smiling.

The curator and the assistants take it as a wordless sign that Mr. Silver would be making this particular purchase of this particular animal, scattering around to quickly prepare the paperwork necessary, operating like a well-tuned machine, and you, taken with the pet...well, you might've thought he was agreeing with your choice. Oh, not that he wasn't. Not at all. You choose a perfectly complicated animal to fill your days with and all the hours between dedicating yourself to him, unknowingly, but that tiny bow --- that was for the snake itself --- a kindred animal; a one of great many invisible hooks fastened into you, holding firmly, attaching you to him, by any means necessary, however minute, miniscule, mundane. The three M's.

Sometimes, a man does bullshit like that when he's in love.

[nie-narzekam]

Hark who’s talking 😂

(It feels weird being the voice of reason, doesn’t it?)

[swampstew]

Please enjoy Gaspar being comfy while it is Heckin' Cold Outside

Also please have this, just in case you need it.

AWWWWW me and Gaspar are the same, the way I cuddled into my pizza blanket for a nap and I was just a rolled up bagel :3

I am embarrassed how long it took me to get the pun, ngl I am a bit ashamed of myself >< but thank you, I will put it in my back pocket...just in case ;)

[viir-tanadhal]

sometimes i forget they did a video for yesterday when i was mad even when neil is dressed up as some vaudeville style villain with a monocle going down a hallway with giant scissors

[bobfloydsbabe]

i don’t have a dog but i have cats

meet goose (orange one), shadow, tigger (striped one) and kylo (she’s got cream filling on her chest lol it’s her little white spot lol)

Kitties! I love cats too, and these are all so cute. Their names are top tier, and I adore that the black one is called Shadow!

Thank you for sharing your babies with me!

[flightrising]

Important Dates & Times for This Week

Happy Wednesday!

There are two important dates and times you should be aware of for the rest of this week.

Galore's Glorious Gift expires Thursday April 4th at 06:00 server time.

There is a scheduled maintenance happening on April 5th at 06:00 server time. This maintenance is for backend work.

So be sure to stop by Galore's to pick up your gift before 06:00 server time tomorrow April 4th (if you haven't yet!), and be ready for some scheduled downtime on Friday, April 5th, starting at 06:00 server time!

[black-cat-reversed]

When you fuck me, for your safety, it's best you have my arms bound. My nails are sharp and have drawn blood before and will do so again.

But you'd look so pretty with claw marks all along your back and shoulders, wouldn't you?

[dangerclaw]

This is a good point

To understand and be more aware of nature and ecology is great; it just sucks that I’m allergic to most of them

I agree with the idea that a lot of humans nowadays have a severe lack of curiosity about the world, but I think there has to be a solution other than shame.

I think about this every day because the fate of our world hangs on curiosity: either we will rediscover the importance and wonders of the soil and bugs and flowers and water and finally with the whole natural world, or this way will be forgotten.

People raised in the great wasteland of the suburbs and roads and buildings have never seen most of the plants and creatures that are supposed to fill every field and meadow. So many humans have never seen with their own eyes more than a scant few of the most common of hundreds of wildflowers that are supposed to surround them. Some live in biomes designated forest and have never witnessed truly mature trees. They do not know what the birds sound like. When they see an ordinary deer, they are awed and amazed by it or even afraid of it. They have never eaten any of the delicious wild fruits that grow in their homeland; all birds except starlings and robins and sparrows are so strange and beautiful that they stare in wonder. They confront insects like people on an alien planet encountering an unknown life form: What is this? Will it hurt me?

I cannot even describe the grief I feel on behalf of humans that grow up and live in the wasteland of pavement and lawn. That we are expected to live in these brutal environments, that we are expected to be content without the right or ability to live alongside living creatures, to walk among wildflowers, to hear birdsong, to feel the plush softness of moss, to see even common bees and butterflies—the fact that we live, work, and raise our children in poisonous wastes where nearly everything has been wiped out, and the simplest and most abundant of natural pleasures are rare privileges—it's cruel. It's a crime against the human spirit. It makes me so angry and sad.

When I started researching plants, I had no idea that I would end up expanding my mind so much that I would be virtually a different person within the year. Before I learned, I could not have imagined the diversity and beauty that exists in the world. My mind did not have the tools to come up with it.

I lived for over twenty years believing that there was only one species of firefly. I lived for over twenty years not knowing that the Southeastern US has native bamboo. I had never tasted the indescribable flavor of a pawpaw or seen the iridescent vibrance of a red-spotted purple butterfly. I had only seen a Pileated Woodpecker out the window of a car. I had never touched true topsoil, the soft, living blanket of rich, sweet-smelling earth full of mycelium, as springy and plush as a mattress. Just one year ago, I knew nothing!

Humans, as creatures, are insatiably curious and hunger for beauty. It is so cruel to deprive a human of relationship with their natural environment.

It is no wonder that we are all addicted to the internet—we have a crucial need that is unfulfilled. Compared with a forest, the world of lawns and buildings is so ridiculously flat and unstimulating. You would expect humans in such a place to feel constantly bored, restless, frustrated, and incurably sad.

I feel that lack of curiosity can be a chosen thing, but it is also a defense mechanism against a world that will feel like sandpaper on the senses of the curious.

But we need curiosity to fix this—we need the ability to notice the living things that have crept in at the edges of the wasteland and be infected and tormented by their beauty. We need to recognize the forest reaching into our cage in the form of tiny saplings. We need to discard the word "weed," not because it is derogatory because it is fundamentally incurious—it designates a plant as needing no identity outside of its unwantedness. We must learn their names. We must wonder what their names are.

[hsmagazine254]

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