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#but it’s my baby.
wormdebut · 1 year
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We added 5k to Kiss Your Knuckles in the last 24 hours buddies.
It’s so close to being ready for you.
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marissasketch · 6 days
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Had to paint Moo Deng!! I love her so much
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noodles-and-tea · 28 days
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Haha… yeah… that’d be crazy…
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shrubsparrow · 4 months
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It's in the eye of the beholder
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wrenchwenches · 4 months
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angicoforest · 26 days
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No anatomy just darkness
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Scenario: a sample of your DNA was taken, popped into a cell, and cloned into a baby, gestated in a sci-fi artificial womb vat. The first time you or anyone in your family meets this baby is after it has already been born out of said vat. You can hold the newborn if you want, it's up to you, but it is a living breathing baby that was cloned from your DNA and is genetically identical to you.
I love clone philosophy. Give me all your philosophy of clones
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gorescreamingshow · 3 months
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he's listening and learning
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liquidstar · 11 months
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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erinmccomics · 4 months
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Not to brag but my cats are Artists™
[Medium: Claws on rainbow scratchboard]
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Remi works with a hesitant, erratic violence, creating a piece as light and fluffy as she is, and signing her work by hole-punching it with her teeth.
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Timmy uses bold, strong lines to evoke some kind of powerful event, echoing his powerful presence and loud voice.
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Nubbins, truly inspired, creates a high-energy piece that symbolizes the void where his brain should be, surrounded by chaos and mischief.
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Kona, a reclusive avante garde artist, refused to work with me around. Only in quiet solitude did she create this haunting, introspective work.
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wishing-well-art · 25 days
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Queen Jellie's successors!!!!
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captainsaltypear · 8 months
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IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR
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trek-tracks · 10 months
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She just sat contented in the comfy chair as I built this up around her
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I call this installation “The Cat of Amontillado.”
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greykolla-art · 7 months
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If Cursed Cat Alastor talked I imagine it would say so many upsetting things.👌
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crumplstiltskin · 2 months
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bros au but they're 12 years apart and jujutsu tech scouted sukuna quite young
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magentasnail · 1 month
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the silly straws page wont leave my head
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