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pencilbrony · 1 year
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amybugz · 8 months
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just skrimp things
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teethboy123 · 6 months
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i am a shrimple shrimple man
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sky-cotl-nature · 2 months
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animal of today: the dark dragon; aka krills!
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these guys have to be one of my favorite animals in the sky, i find them so silly (just like me fr fr) even though they can be mean at times. i wish i could give one a big smooch on their forehead without being blasted into the stratosphere 😢. go give these lovely fellows a visit, just make sure to give them a little space and to have a friend on standby 🥰
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rills-art · 15 days
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nahvithedragon · 8 months
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shrimps is bugs
I do not sell on Etsy! If you see this design on Etsy, please report it, as it is stolen! I only sell my designs on Redbubble!
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Shrimpies doing shrimp things. Makes me happy! They are surviving quite well in a 34L fluval flex with my one pea puffer. I do think he's eaten some of them but never gone on a full rampage.
Granted the moss and peace lily roots make it easier for them to hide from the lil guy but I am still sort of surprised that a couple of shrimp have bred into a small group of two dozen or so.
These guys are separate from my main colony in the 125L juwel tank with my rabbit snails.
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glassdragons · 8 months
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SKRIMP DETECTED
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skrimpsapphic · 10 months
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Your love for shrimp...is it like a "I cannot stop myself, I must consume you! I must! I must subsume your very essence" kinda love or like a "you are perfect, and that perfection would only be tainted by presence. In loving you, in holding you, I would destroy you. So i must love from afar knowing you're better for it" kinda love?
Or do you just think they're tasty?
Definitely the "you are perfect" type of love. My partner @skrimpinatree and I actually keep multiple colonies of freshwater shrimp in our home! You can't really hold them, but you can put your hand (if its clean and doesn't have any chemicals that could hurt them) into the water, and they are naturally curious and will come and land on you and start trying to eat dead skin off your hand! They are so small you can barely feel them except for a slight ticklish feeling.
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dejablonde · 2 months
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Just saw this on tiktok and knew Tumblr would love it
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germboyfriend · 10 months
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artfight attack on @skrimply ‼️ :)
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pencilbrony · 1 year
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Crusty busker
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comapill · 1 year
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bone crackin
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fa-q-shrimpco · 1 year
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Follow @fa-q-shrimpco on Facebook!
Here is the QR code to our page!
🇺🇲 🍤 🤟
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manwalksintobar · 1 year
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Lighthead's Guide to the Galaxy  // Terrance Hayes
Ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and children of the state, I am here because I could never get the hang of Time. This hour, for example, would be like all the others were it not for the rain falling through the roof. I’d better not be too explicit. My night is careless with itself, troublesome as a woman wearing no bra in winter. I believe everything is a metaphor for sex. Lovemaking mimics the act of departure, moonlight drips from the leaves. You can spend your whole life doing no more than preparing for life and thinking. "Is this all there is?" Thus, I am here where poets come to drink a dark strong poison with tiny shards of ice, something to loosen my primate tongue and its syllables of debris. I know all words come from preexisting words and divide until our pronouncements develop selves. The small dog barking at the darkness has something to say about the way we live. I’d rather have what my daddy calls “skrimp.” He says “discrete” and means the street just out of sight. Not what you see, but what you perceive: that’s poetry. Not the noise, but its rhythm; an arrangement of derangements; I’ll eat you to live: that’s poetry. I wish I glowed like a brown-skinned pregnant woman. I wish I could weep the way my teacher did as he read us Molly Bloom’s soliloquy of yes. When I kiss my wife, sometimes I taste her caution. But let’s not talk about that. Maybe Art’s only purpose is to preserve the Self. Sometimes I play a game in which my primitive craft fires upon an alien ship whose intention is the destruction of the earth. Other times I fall in love with a word like somberness. Or moonlight juicing naked branches. All species have a notion of emptiness, and yet the flowers don’t quit opening. I am carrying the whimper you can hear when the mouth is collapsed, the wisdom of monkeys. Ask a glass of water why it pities the rain. Ask the lunatic yard dog why it tolerates the leash. Brothers and sisters, when you spend your nights out on a limb, there’s a chance you’ll fall in your sleep.
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nahvithedragon · 1 year
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mom im a shrimp-bian
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