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tenth-sentence · 10 months
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These great Rodents occasionally frequent the islands in the mouth of the Plata, where the water is quite salt, but are far more abundant on the borders of fresh-water lakes and rivers.
"Journal of Researches into the Natural History and Geology of the Countries Visited During the Voyage of H.M.S. Beagle Round the World, 1832-36" - Charles Darwin
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lonicera-edulis · 10 months
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And I finished them. Species are listed in tags.
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sennamaticart · 1 year
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A finished commission for Boarthiry on twitter!
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willowcreektrait · 10 months
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case diggs. a college student working here as an intern, looks good on his resume and gives him extra credits. definitely spills coffee everywhere, hogs the water-fountain, and is the mastermind behind the "wear your best sweater" day at the office.
@kashisun , i say we burn all his sweaters for spilling coffee everywhere in the damn office.
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mistressemmedi · 2 years
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old tea about esteban and pierre: rumor has it they don't get along because pierre's mother pulled something shady ~i don't know what exactly~ to get him state funding over esteban. esteban took it badly and took it out on pierre on track when they were younger and they eventually grew apart. the old rumor in france was something like this
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Old tea? Fam, this is the first time I've ever heard of any of this 👁️👄👁️
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sergle · 1 year
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What if only half the hair was black and half red? That’d be cute asf
I'm not a tiktokker!!
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fluffybellyhog99 · 4 months
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New Water bloating Video:
To Video
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bitter69uk · 10 months
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It was pounding with torrential rain Sunday afternoon, but that didn’t stop Pal and I from making a religious pilgrimage to genuflect before THIS sacred artefact – the bright orange “octopus” dress worn onstage by drag terrorist Divine (1945-1988) when John Waters’ “hog princess” leading lady toured the United Kingdom’s dive bars and fleshpots in the 1980s! Divine’s dress is in the permanent collection of the Queer Britain museum in Kings Cross. Pictured: Pal wearing his Divine t-shirt in tribute!
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staticshipstation · 7 months
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Hey! We're not 100% sure on how this whole asking thing works, but....out of anyone willing, who is the most likely to use an Ouija board, and why?
-The Lords in Black (from @hanahaki-arcade )
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"Xavier."
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"Xavier."
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"... Do I even have to say anything?" She stops "Listen I love the attention and all but-"
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"WHAT THE F- I am a DEMON why would I EVER-"
Metal_Pipe.MP4
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"... You see I told you-"
"SHUT UP AND GO BACK TO KISSING MY PARENT."
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sillygooberdoober · 16 days
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watch as i dump my little thing i made
WOF spoilers, not finished
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Fleeting Flames
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PROLOGUE
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Mark was panting as he'd bolt from side to side against the scorching hive walls, his senses scrambled and alert with his eyes wide as hed grasp onto a silky rope, climbing it as his wings flailed around like a panicked wasp on its own, his lat muscles sore.
He'd climb to the top, as a cloud of gray smoke was rushing across the hive, turning his head around to be met with the equally terrified and distressed roars and movements from dragons below.
He'd begin coughing excessively from the smoke particles before shifting his focus and darting towards a outer platform, clenching his talons against the railings as he'd pushed his hind legs up onto the rails, gazing downwards to see the dry savanna wildfire roaring below, as his wings settled and opened wide, attempting to take a deep breath before being cut off by the smoke, coughing loudly.
He'd begin trembling, his vision becoming blurred before he lept off the balcony in a gawky manner as his translucent, white wasp-like wings caught onto a quick gale, beating his wings as he regained composure and properly caught onto the wind current and glided. He saw hivewings near the blazed hive spiral like distressed bees, the connective bridges to the pair of hives beside it being ignited in the inferno. He'd close his eyes, calming down as he soon flapped and glided himself across dragonfly bay, not so sure what was ahead but was far better than Pantala's current state.
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PART ONE: Coastal Confrontation.
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He'd pant heavily, his wings trembling alongside his other limbs as he landed onto the cold shore near the ice kingdom. He could see his breath a bit, not all that much as he was one step away from collapsing onto the silky grains of the shoreline.
He'd sit down, his tail swaying before he heard something, as his ears perked.
He'd glare at a certain direction for a moment, freezing as a chill went down his spine whilst trembling as he sat down.
He shivered, glancing around as he felt a near by presence, his tail swaying back and forth rapidly, letting out a katydid-like hiss, his tongue clicking against his teeth.
He wasnt alone.
Something, or someone was watching him.
He'd slowly got up and regained his stance as he would gaze around the area, surveying nearly every movement.
Quickly, and seemly out of thin air, a sparkly, towering and bulky gray dragon appeared infront of him, he'd screech in terror as he'd jump back and darted his stinger towards the odd dragon, as it slithered inbetween one of the sparkly, sharp scales near its shoulder blade as it froze quickly, its pupils becoming sharp. He would examine the strange spikey dragon. Sparkly, Tall, muscular and sharp with a necklace with a sliver ring in the middle, held by a wiry black rope-like string placed along his neck, the ring on his chest-And a pair of slightly larger, dark gray clear circular glasses. Odd, he'd think.
Not soon after, the spikey, towering dragon would regain control in his muscles, letting out puff of cold air as he trembled and dipped his head whilst glaring at him, its eyes fixated on his own.
What. Just. Happened.
His thoughts were racing as he couldnt properly think of what to do next, his muscles tingling while staring at it.
Two pairs of transparent wings on each side. Forehead horn. Antennae. Stinger.
It looks mutated, as the tingling subsided before raising his body up, shifting his glittery light grey wings against his body in a formal fashion, making him appear more elegant and menacing at the same time, snorting out cold air from his nostrils as he'd stare down at the dragon.
He thought for a moment, raising his right front limb and putting his talons against his temple, thinking that was awfully a rude thing to describe a unique dragon.
He'd put his talons back onto the warm sand, shifting them as he'd click his other talons, awaiting for it to make some sort of reaction. It looked frozen out of sheer fear.
It then backed away, its black tongue hitting against his teeth with its wings vibrated violently before snorting abruptly.
Wallter let out a grumble and a low hiss of his own, planting his talons into the sand.
It let out a slight hiss in response to his own, sounding alike to a disturbed tenlined june beetle, its tail flinching so slightly as it scrunched his snout, baring its teeth so slightly whilst focusing his gaze on him.
After a short staring contest, it raised a eyebrow at this dragon. It seemed a bit confuzzled about his appearance, equally as he was of its own.
What was this.. Creature? He'd think. His thought process was fast and darting, giving him a headache as he was face to face with an.. Peculiar dragon.
This was strange.
Freezing. Bitter. Nothing of the sorts.
He'd stare at this dragon for a prolonged period of time, before blinking and swaying his tail, shifting it to the side as sand sprinkled onto his pale brown scales with minor wavy patterns resembling that of oak wood.
The dragon then finally spoke, his talons clicking a bit in nervousness, with a southern accent. So, erm.. Whaddya' doin' here, strange lookin'… He'd pause for a moment, his talons digging into the sand before resuming. Dragon..? I can't exactly tell wha' yer are.
Wallter raised a eyebrow, surprised this.. ''Thing'' Actually spoke. Hed notice his talons digging into the sand as he spoke with a light british accent. That's not the nicest thing to say to a new dragon, don't you think, my.. He'd glance around a bit, scratching the back of his neck. Buzzing acquaintance? ' '
He'd let out a loud chuckle, before speaking again. Well.. Arent yer' quite a comedian, Glitterin' dragon, Speakin' of that, what is yer' name? I go by Mark, Mark th' hivewing. He'd move closer, opening up his palm awaiting for a shake.
Aha! Arent you just a exquisite dragon, aren't you? I go by Wallter, Wallter the icewing. He'd shake Mark's talons, cracking a sweet smile.
Mark felt something particular for that sophisticated Icewing. He could nearly put his talon on it, but it clearly was more than a mere companionship.
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katierosefun · 7 months
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one day i won’t start crying the second i leave my college friends to board a train! today is not that day!
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illiana-mystery · 1 year
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Want a cookie? 🍪⚱️
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amcdrawnon · 11 months
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I think it'd be really cute if Shiki and Eri took Joshua shopping
(he buys a bunny parka?)
They both fuss over him because he'd suit so many cute clothes
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Eh close enough
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babybluesquid · 9 months
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Hog 112, the founder and leader of the Hog, Forward, & Associates Inquisitives Agency on Washery Street, LLC.
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antirepurp · 10 months
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fellas i think it's been enough time. frontiers is up there with rise of lyric and 06 i fucking love this game and im tired of feeling like im not allowed to because it's not perfect
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hussyknee · 2 months
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27°C/ 80F + impending rain -> excellent! thank you!
90% humidity -> what the FUCK
Real feel 32°C/ 89.6F ->
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