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water-based · 15 days
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Have you heard of contraception? Yeah well my fish HAVEN'T. GIRL, WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSE TO DO WITH 30 BABIES?????
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xmamt · 3 days
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That might be a little big for you..
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mod2amaryllis · 8 months
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hmmmm. Sarge the betta is showing maybe possible kinda the same early signs mistofelees was showing. hanging at the top of the tank, bobbing when he comes to a stop, slightly lower activity. it's subtle enough it could be paranoia but I'm trusting my gut and considering this tank contaminated, i just have no idea with what. gotta take it down.
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moving sarge to the 5g qtank. man i really hope he doesn't get sicker :/
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bunnie5 · 7 months
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peep the finished tank!!! i call it The Guppyyard
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gemini-sensei · 1 year
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Ephyra!reader and fry!reader need to become besties because they both grew up as outcasts
Agreed! @sensei-venus
They'd get along so well too! They'd be so enamored by their similarities because they both have tentacles. They dance around and swish their tentacles around. They don't get too close while they are dancing because ephyra!Reader doesn't want to sting fry!Reader by accident.
Omg! They'll sit together and play, do each other's hair, dress up and sp much more. They talk quietly to each other and share ideas and giggle. As they get older, they might even shit talk all the people who think wrongly of them, who judge them and so on.
!!!! What if they are buddies! Because their swimming patterns are similar!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
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caesarsaladinn · 2 years
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in personal news, my betta’s fading a lot faster than I thought. He has a swelling on his side and I think it’s constricting his swim bladder, because he can’t seem to float upward without swimming mightily, and drops like a stone as soon as he stops. I’ve had him about a year, so if he dies in the next month or so it wouldn’t be an atypical lifespan, but it would be a short one.
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kyeabove · 10 months
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Keeping fish as pets is very fun, but Watch Out.
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xannerz · 2 years
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im a grandma 😭
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aquatics-room · 2 years
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Rip Mr Fluffy Fins my Dumbo guppy
You were the mvp from the start, even though none of my female guppies were good enough for you.
Imma miss your lil fluffy fins dude 🥺💖
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random-but-good · 25 days
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Some of baby guppies have grown a lot in just one week.
Week #2: Lookin' for Food (in All the Wrong Places) [AKA The micro pellets have all sunk to the bottom, fellas...]
Wanted to add on to Week #1 but realised that they only allow one video per post
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coastalcosmopolitan · 3 months
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hunting day
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ujjalshoby · 5 months
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Guppy fry growth ❤ New fish tank
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wildalgaefishtank · 1 year
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Found another molly (hybrid?) fry in my aquarium. I thought my wildtype (?) molly fry was developing a silver belly. Then, I noticed it was not in the breeder box, where my two molly fry were.
Two of them have are wildtype coloring, like I've seen many hybrids of guppies and mollies have. Yet, there's one albino/yellow one with black speckling. Only time will tell if they are hybrids or not.
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caesarsaladinn · 2 years
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hm. just saw a baby guppy in my guppy/apistogramma/killifish 10g. I'll consider this a trial run for whether a killifish fry could survive in this fairly predatory aquarium, since I'm taking a laissez-faire breeding approach.
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calcifiedunderland · 8 months
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Shrimply Yours~
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In which you invoke your shrimp privileges to cheer Floyd up.
Floyd x GN Reader! Enjoy, shrimpies!!~
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“Y’know Floyd, I’d say you’re the shrimp, not me.”
Maybe you really did have a death-by-squeezing wish. Or maybe your plot-armor protection had finally worn off. The eel in question lifted his head slowly at your words and side-eyed you, his golden eye glinting ominously in the Mostro Lounge kitchen’s light.
You’d been washing the dishes after asking Azul for a job in exchange for a little extra madol on the side. For the most part, your day had been as peaceful as it could’ve (the life of a magicless prefect was always maniacal), until you heard arguing from outside the kitchen. You all but jumped when Floyd slammed the door open and wordlessly stalked to the stove, and you spotted Azul walking off shaking his head to himself. Floyd shoved pan on the heat and began frying something, completely ignoring your presence. Was it even possible to fry chicken so aggressively?
In any case, Floyd seemed a little more volatile than usual at the moment, even considering it was him. The other students who’d been in the kitchen with you before had scuttled out before Floyd could snap at them too. But in any case, you knew that Floyd’s mood flipped faster than Crowley leaving all his work to you. So, you thought you’d try to lighten the mood.
At your words, Floyd slowly brought his head up from his deep-frying, golden-and-olive colored eyes zeroing in on you, baring his sharp, shiny teeth at you in a scowl. And in that split second, you suddenly remembered that Floyd was, in fact, a mer-eel. Moray, specifically. A predator. A predator that probably ate shrimpies like you. Who was now looking at you predatorily.
“What did ya just say, shrimpy?” His pupils were practically pin-pricks, and for a moment you swore you could hear the Jaws theme song in your head. You could remember, time and time again, your friends and upperclassmen telling you not to engage Floyd when he was in one of his moods. Even up until now, you’d never been on the awful end of his anger, especially alone. But you weren’t called beast-tamer for nothing, damn it, and maybe that title could extend to taming angry Floyd’s too. An angry Floyd that was still your friend.
“I said, you’re the shrimp, not me.” You maintained eye-contact with him, almost challenging him, ‘come at me, bro.’ You tried to keep a straight face, although you were deflating rapidly by the second because by Sevens this was so stupid but-
“Because you’re shrimply amazing.”
One second passed. Two. Three.
Then Floyd broke into a wide, sharp-toothed grin. He surged towards you, completely forgetting the frying food. “D’awww, SHRIMPY!!!”
He swooped behind you, wrapping his arms around you and picking you up. Your legs flailed around and now your arms were locked in as Floyd spun around the kitchen haphazardly with you in his arms. “Shrimpy knows just how to cheer me up! I knew this is why I kept you around!” He laughed cheerily, bobbing you up and down.
“FLOYD!” You cried, “PUT ME DOWN-“ the kitchen swirled crazily around you, as Floyd babbled some song or other cheerfully. Thankfully he’d stopped spinning, but began shaking you side to side while humming, “Shrimpy’s so brave n’ nice, all the other guppies left when they saw me but only Shrimpy stayed!”
He started pouting, and squished his cheek into yours. “Azul was bein’ mean to me, making me work now. Just ‘cause I roughed up a few customers doesn’t mean it was my fault! They shoulda been nice to me~”
Even though you were basically suspended in the air by him, you smiled at Floyd’s words. “Glad I could help Floyd, that was so mean of Azul,” you consoled him, hoping he’d put you down. He bent over until your feet were safely on the sweet, sweet ground, but didn’t let you go from his arms. The two of you swayed together, basking in each other’s company in the subpar lighting of the kitchen, until you frowned.
“…Hey, is something burning?”
“Ah shit, I burned the chicken.”
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kedreeva · 6 months
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Hadah, enjoying some sunlight on my hands the other day! And maybe a guppy fry treat...
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