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milktea-grn · 4 months ago
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all grown up🌲🌟
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somekindoffurry · 6 months ago
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I don't like call out posts or whatever but I'm a fucking rural queer.
TCS has a horrible work environment. I know my local hardware stores and mom and pops. They are sweet and have a great work environment and sponsor local events. TSC doesn't donate shit to us. I'd rather support a local homophobic mom and pop than a "queer" corporation.
FFA has a horrible fucking culture and if they cared about queer folks or women or people of color, they would require change. Oh, right... rural culture to them is built on denial of climate change, or any "woke" shit like feminism or anti-racism or Pride. This is just a pink washed way of saying-
"Our employees and rural communities will receive less fucking protections, our employees- fuck them. They have less protections against a horrible fucking environment and we are alienating them from rural culture by acting like anything referring to WOKE is a city thang."
ALSO they are taking away policies regarding carbon emissions to FOCUS ON LOCAL SOIL AND WATER CONSERVATION, THIS IS BULL FUCKING SHIT!! Soil and water conservation is constantly monoriting CO2 emissions, Methane emissions and Carbon emissions.
I'm friends with someone who has pulled live chicks out of their dumpsters and raised them for sustainable profit because she actually gave a shit.
I'm friends with someone who quit after being demeaned and bullied by upper mgmnt. For years!!
Fuck Tractor Supply Company! Support mom's and pop's. They are trying to save the true culture from corporations like Tractor Supply.
"Queer" corporations like TSC are using us as a weapon to both to the communities they colonize both rural and queer.
No kink at pride? Thank Tractor Supply.
Cops at pride? Thank Tractor Supply.
No funding for pride? Thank Tractor Supply.
Queer mistreatment in work environments, thank Tractor Supply.
No mom and pop's, no raccoon huntin', overpriced shoddy quality, cancer from an ointment animals use, lead pollution in farmers farms?
Thank motherfucking Tractor Supply Company.
TSC is directly linked to my horse trainer's cancer and why my cousin is currently dying of cancer.
So yeah, I'm upset. Thanks for reading this far. I was going to reblog @vaspider 's post but this needed to be it's own rant. BTW all of this is alleged to have happened. I don't have sources so you can make your own opinions and do your own research if you are interested.
Thanks again for reading. Goodbye.
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shishkos · 10 months ago
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pic to grab your attention
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Okay now. Question for Wild Kratts(/the Kratt Brothers) fandom.. ... .. .. .
Q: Why did you join this fandom? Or how did you get into this fandom?
reblog for an answer!
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shannaraisles · 7 months ago
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Commissions - OPEN
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Are you in the mood for a personalised romantic scene? Would you like to see your OC (or yourself) lost in the moment with the canon character of your choice? Would you like your OC to have a moment of friendship with a favourite character?
Then commission me!
I am offering three options for those who might like a wee bit of writing for their OTP (tiers are already set on my Kofi page):
200-300 word drabbles - £5
500-1000 word scenes - £20
1000-2000 word scenes - £40
Anything NSFW or more than one OC will incur an additional £10-£15 charge.
Choose any character from the Baldur's Gate, Dragon Age, or Mass Effect video game franchises, and I will craft a scene that is steamy or sweet (your choice) between either your chosen OC, or in the second person, so you can indulge in a little "us time" with your chosen fave! Other fandoms are negotiable - it all depends how familiar I am with them!
Message me on tumblr with your chosen character, franchise, OC or reader preference (including pronouns and other details you would like included), and an idea of what you would like from the scene, before you send any money - I reserve the right to turn down any commission I do not feel I would be able to deliver to a high standard.
Ko-fi link here - https://ko-fi.com/shanil
COMMISSIONS CURRENTLY IN PROGRESS - none
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pato-roldnart · 9 months ago
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COMMISSIONS OPEN!
Hello! I opened a few commissions to help me pay some expenses while I look for a new job :(
The prices changed for this year.
I have 5 slots for waist up/full body and 1 for  page/comic available
You can find all the info about commissions here
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bi-princess-m · 9 months ago
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a thank you for over 100 of you following me and my tiddies 🎉
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ghoulettalie · 5 months ago
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GHESTIES look at this diabolical edit I made of Terzo (I’m sorry for emotional damage this may cause)
(Text overlay by: @ softly.overlay on tik tok)
(Edit Audio by: @ rvnxways on tik tok)
DO NOT REPOST
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on-the-morrow · 6 months ago
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Moon 1 Part 2/3
Previous | Next
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danger-jazz · 6 months ago
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🚨Opening commissions!🚨
💥Bust portraits and waist ups only! 🫀5 slots available ✨Buy directly via ko-fi or dm me to order! Reblogs are super welcome!!!!!
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dreamties · 2 years ago
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polyam! ghostface || chapter 1
A/n- Masterlist
tw: animal death, creepy behavior from Stu & implied assault!
series desc. Stu spares most of the details when he tells Billy about you. He spares maybe too much detail, as he tells Billy that he made a friend in the city and not the fact he met an honest to god serial murderer. He figures he’ll talk about that one when the topic arises.
Stu spares most of the details when he tells Billy about you. He spares maybe too much detail, as he tells Billy that he made a friend in the city and not the fact he met an honest to god serial murderer. He figures he’ll talk about that one when the topic arises. 
. . .
Their friendship begins in 1994. Well, not exactly. Stu is freshly 16 and finally has his drivers license. He only really needs it to get to the main part of town, at that point it’s easier walking everywhere. What’s a license and car good for if it spends most of its warranty stuck on the property? He thinks it’s bullshit. He’s also reckless and still a kid.
He decides, before he’s even fully confident in driving, to go to the nearest big city from Woodsboro. That means the roving hills of San Francisco. Maybe it terrifies him a little- not that he’ll admit it- but it’s thrilling, so he doesn’t take a U-turn back home.
He’s old enough that a few remarks and suave confidence usually gets him into places he shouldn’t be, along with a fake ID- and if that doesn’t work, a show of what’s in his wallet usually does the trick.
He meets you in a club. Or- Stu sees you from afar and thinks you’re cool, but doesn’t say hi. There’s this dangerous, nervy edge to you, that he enjoys simply observing. You’re different from these other party goers. He gets a drink and when he goes back to his seat in the corner to watch you, you’ve already slipped out the back door.
He never brings Billy up with him to the city- despite being good friends, maybe even best friends, if guys are allowed to do that sort of thing. Nothing makes Billy nervous. Nothing that Stu is aware of yet.
(Billy’s fine. He’s stone-walled and flirts with danger like it’s no one's business. And then his mom takes off in the middle of the night, with two hastily packed suitcases, leaving him alone. He’s 14 when this occurs. 
He’s freaked he’ll never be found again. A mothers love will go to any length to make sure their baby is okay- Billy’s not enough to make his mom love him.
He also hates leaving Woodsboro- that one is irrational. He doesn’t get it himself.)
Stu’s up late, flipping through channels, when he stops on the news. Another man is found with his throat slit in the SF Bay. Authorities aren’t sure if they’re connected yet. It’s too early to say, but it looks like California might have a new serial killer on the loose. That should scare Stu, he gets excited about the possibilities. He loves horror and he’s engrossed in slashers- he’s never thought how human blood must feel between his fingers. He gets giddy and has to calm himself down- he takes a hunting knife from his dad’s collection and skins a stray dog in the woods. 
He’s been up to the city a few times throughout the year since his brief- strangely exhilarating, yet fraughtless and boring- encounter with you. He hadn’t been back to that specific club though. There hasn’t been any more news about dead bodies- a part of him, a sick part, wishes there'd be more talk about it, more pictures. He wonders if he went up to the city and waded in the cold waters- if he’d find a dead body. Wonders what a dead person looks like up close. 
Woodsboro doesn’t have any killers or crazy crime. Though there has been an uptick in wild animal deaths.
It’s the end of the year, nearly. Which means he’s nearly 17. He’s at Billy’s dad’s apartment, while said dad is out working. He’s lying with his back on the bed, Billy half-listening to whatever moronic rambles Stu’s on about.
Billy sits on the floor, reorganizing a collection of comic books and CDs. He interrupts Stu, not looking up at him. “Have you ever thought about killing a person?”
It’s not very tactful- he learns to be better with that. Stu seems unfazed.
Stu shrugs. “Yeah, sure. Why you asking, man?”
He speaks like it’s easy to admit. 
Billy scowls to himself, thinking.
Stu disrupts that thought train, because of course he does. “It can’t be that different from killing animals.” Except he thinks it would be more fun. He’s getting excited. His hands itch and ache with the thought.
“Geez,” Billy lets out, too surprised. “That’s fucking ruthless, man.”
Stu sits up, just enough to turn his head to look at his friend. He twists his face, raising a brow in genuine confusion. “What?”
Billy gives him a look.
“What? You asked, dude.”
It’s a frustrating exchange- Billy laughs. Fucking laughs. It stirs on a reaction from the other boy. It so . . . fucked up and they’re laughing. This is a catalyst to their relationship.
“Stu, do you not see the issue?”
He gets a shrug and a wild grin in response. He smiles to himself and then turns to look at Stu, who’s fully sat up now, who looks onwards into his eyes, awaiting in intrigue, hanging onto Billy’s next word. It feels nice.
Billy tells Stu about a plan he has. Stu’s on board with little questions asked. Perhaps no real questions asked- he asks about the methods, if they would get to wear some sort of costume like they do in film, he asks when do they start like this was an interview for a job. He doesn’t ask Billy why he wants this.
Shortly after his seventeenth birthday, Stu goes back up to the club. He gets a short sort of vague warning from his mom to be careful- that there’s an investigation going on for recent killings in the area. He doesn’t say this- but he knows. He’s been obsessed with watching the news. It’s usually on late night that new stuff is announced. He guesses it makes sense- it’s not really daytime media, a daytime event. He’s kept track of each man found dumped in the water, evidence drained clean. Suspect still at large. A pattern that still needs to be found.
He doesn’t say it- but he has clippings taped on his wall from The San Francisco Chronicle, detailing how the victims were killed. How skin with jagged edges came to be, how likely it was that some of the men hadn’t even died yet before being pushed to the water. Bleeding out and struggling to swim up in freezing temperatures. Whoever was behind this knew what they were doing.
He goes up to the city knowing this- and partially because of it. He doesn’t think at all about you, though. He’s mostly forgotten about you by now. He’s more focused on the future killing of Maureen Prescott towards the end of the school year.
He goes to this club because he knows it’s easier to get into than some of the other ones he’s been to over the past year. He gets a drink and people watches in the corner. He doesn’t really care to join in with dancing or chatting girls up. He’s had enough of french kissing guys in empty bathrooms. He can do most things here that he’d have more fun doing in Woodsboro.
Except maybe kissing guys- but that was tiring. The only boy he wanted to kiss was his best friend, anyway.
He notices you out of the corner of his eye. You’re having a verbal altercation with an older man- it’s quiet, he only recognizes it for what it is because you push him away, and your face is scowling, and your hands are shaking. He recognizes a split-second of darkness in your eyes, not far off from how Billy looked, when they were sat in Stu’s room, pinkies brushing against each other, as they talked and looked at the massacre of clippings on his walls.
The man is pushy, angry. Stu doesn’t think to step in at first. Shit happens. He’s not about to mess with things. He quite likes watching it, anyway. Which is fucked up, Billy would let him know that- he’s Stu’s moral compass. He feels a sort of jealousy seeing you pushed out the back door, into the alley. It perks him up from his glass, he abandons it in his corner spot. He follows the interaction in quick steps. 
The alleyway is a maze. It doesn’t empty out neatly into a long stretch. He has to turn the corner before he’s actually in it. That’s where he sees you. 
You’re pressed against the wall; not struggling anymore, but your body still shakes at the edges. The man is slumped over your frame. He’s violently pushed to the ground- and this is- it’s dangerous. 
Stu could very well be dead now.
You’re standing there panting and holding a bloody knife as you catch your breath over the body of a dead man.
You hear Stu take a few steps forward, your head shooting up with wide eyes.
“Oh, shit.” The two teens say in sync. 
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milktea-grn · 6 months ago
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dbh fanart in 2024 it’s more likely than you think
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eleanorintheshower · 2 years ago
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I shower, dreaming of that one time you got home and licked every inch of my body. I remember your tongue against my skin, my nipples hard, my pulse throbbing. I remember how you pushed me to my knees, pulling your cock out and entered my mouth. How you grabbed my hair and I sucked and lapped every part. I’m yours. Yours to use, sir.
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shishkos · 10 months ago
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some requests from ma friends and subbs,, don't really like this piece. ..
¹ Connie - Steven Universe
² Advine - Gummy and the Doctor
³ Maya - Ongezeling
⁴ Phill - Герои Энвелла (Heros of Envell)
⁵ Mary - Tomorrow won't come for those without ■■■■
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and artsona doodles + pic for intro
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scromch · 1 year ago
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pato-roldnart · 1 year ago
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Hello! I opened a few commissions to help me pay some expenses.
I have 5 slots for waist up/full body and 1 for page/comic available
Please, check my carrd for more info
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