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cherry valley forever
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we're not kids anymore.
The Bowery Presents
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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hello vonnie
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@enderthefrog
last aid
Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Final Round
Senshi (Dungeon Meshi)
Ryland Grace (Project Hail Mary)
Mr. Ant Tenna (Deltarune)
Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt
“And if you’ll give me 40% of the MOST POPULAR VOTE, I’ll give you my SPECIAL REWARD... A year’s supply of NON-GLOOBY SLIME!!! Never or BARELY used!!!” Tenna concluded his speech with a huge smile, jetting his hands up in double peace signs.
The crowd roared in confused enthusiasm as Tenna gave a gracious flurry of low-FPS bows, pausing only for the occasional stink-nose at his audience plants who weren’t throwing enough 3D roses.
Eventually, the room fell silent. It was Senshi’s turn to speak.
He puffed out his chest, took a long, sweeping look over the audience… and shook his head.
“I can see not all of you are eating properly.”
The crowd murmured with embarrassment.
“I don’t know who needs to hear this, but it’s time to take the turkey out of your icebox. I have seen the ingenious technology with which your people store food... and I have also seen the waste which results from such convenience.
“The food you take had a life. Beasts grew fat on the grass of the field, plants grew from the sun’s rays, and mushrooms grew from minerals in the cracks of caves. And yet, it sits in your iceboxes, collecting moisture until it perishes.
“Eat what is given to you. Because its life will make you stronger, too.”
Without another word, Senshi left his podium and stepped away from the stage. The crowd murmured in confusion. “Is he really like that?” somebody said. “I only remember reblogging the photosets of him tripping and showing ass.”
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Back in the Green Room, Tenna wrung his antennas nervously.
“Y-y-you think they liked me!? They HAD to!! I mean, I don’t know what Asgore was thinking, getting that weird haircut and running that food waste campaign, but… YOU thought I did good, didn’t you, Kris?”
Laios nodded aggressively, a streak of blue face paint peeling from his forehead.
“You did AMAZING, Tenna! By the way, now that we’ve seen all your insider campaign secrets, do you have any more videos of Susie? Especially her tail... If I could get a look at that, I could finally tell if she’s a dinosaur or --”
THWACK. Fake antlers butted Laios’s head.
“LAIOS?? Weren’t we dressed up to help SENSHI???” Marcille hissed, gesturing awkwardly with her hooves.
Suddenly, Tenna turned to the two adventurers.
“Hey, WAIT a second. SOMETHING’s not right here...”
Laios and Marcille held their breath.
“Where the heck are my POINTS!?”
Just then, the door opened. Chilchuck took one step into the room, whistling and holding a large bag.
Everyone turned to him.
Chilchuck paused, took a step backwards, and closed the door.
“CHILCHUCK!!!” yelled Tenna.
“How come Chilchuck got to stay Chilchuck!?” yelled Marcille at the same time.
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Meanwhile, in outer space somewhere, some guy was making out with a rock.
scene that made me giggle
Crucifix Toad (Notaden bennettii), family Limnodynastidae, QLD, Australia
photograph by Will Hunt
Purple Frog (Nasikabatrachus sahyadrensis), female, family Nasikabatrachidae, endemic to the Western Ghats of India
Adult frog described in 2003. The juvenile frog was described in 1917. (Though, of course, the adult frog was known by local people).
This frog spends most of its life underground, and emerges to mate during monsoon rains.
Unlike many burrowing frogs, which emerge to feed above ground, this species feeds on termites underground (as well as feeding above).
Females are more purplish, and males are more brownish (and much smaller).
photographs by Rathika Ramasamy
okay not to ocpost again but the worst thing about having an oc is sometimes they become The Character to you. and you need to talk to someone about it like wow I can’t stop thinking about The Character… but in order to do so you have to like sit them down and explain everything about your oc first. and then it’s just you explaining your writing ideas. i need to talk about them the same way i would talk about any random character i love to someone.
this might be my silly inconsequential take about this but I think you should support your friends' art endeavours in whatever ways you can and very vehemently
say nice shit about their art. fangirl about it, compliment the art fundamentals or the vibe or the color whatever. share their posts online
it used to be so easy to create an art community online in the past and now it's hellish. fight the algorithms. spam your friends art. they will either rlly appreciate the attention or straight up need it.
theres something slightly heartbreaking about the thought that the people around you don't care about your creations. by all means, you should create art for yourself but also, sometimes that art is a direct window into your inner world and when friends and loved ones ignore that it can sting pretty bad
that's it folks be nice to each other out there and fight to create meaningful communities
snakes really make you appreciate how gross mammals really are. squamates are very dry and clean
a bird is a kind of reptile that has learned to be yucky.
floradinn smoking a fat blunt
Kris & the goners at the bus stop
hey man. i didn't see you at the ambient red lighting and horse store. you ok man?
This is the kind of post that is baffling until you see the next post and it’s a store with a horse in it but everything’s red. except. there is no second post
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What helped me write trauma better is remembering that the nervous system learns predictions. If danger used to come after quiet, calm can feel threatening. If kindness used to come with a price, kindness can feel suspicious. So healing is not just “they know they’re safe now.” Healing is the slow, annoying, deeply unfair process of teaching the body that the old prediction is not always the present truth.
it's enies lobby DIABLE JAMBE!
when his suit goes from complete black to that eggplant violet because of the flame leg OOFFF do u girls remember???
fear & hunger: termina cast as pokemon
we need to bring back old school tumblr communication and im so serious. sending an ask to a mutual just to say hello. seeing three different asks in your inbox all asking how your dentist appointment went. seeing a post you think one of your mutuals would enjoy and tagging them/sending it to them in the dms. nowadays its just silently liking a post or (if youre feeling extreme) replying under posts. WHAT HAPPENED TO US!! we used to be a proper community!!!! #LetsBringWhimsyBack
reblog if you want ppl to send you random lil' asks
actually I’m not done talking about Cora and Law’s last scene together. We enter Law’s backstory already knowing Cora is going to die. By the time we get to Minion Island and the Ope-Ope and the treasure chest, we know this can only end in tragedy. But the fact that Cora pulls that goofy face and then we see young Law, the dying child full of rage and anger and grief who hasn’t had a single reason to be happy in the past three years since the deaths of his family and the genocide of his entire homeland, actually genuinely smile and laugh in that moment is so fucking heartbreaking. The ending to this story has already happened, but Law, of course, is not aware of this. and that makes his brief, bright joy in that moment all the more devastating to the viewer
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