BabyGirl

Tumblrites, the hour has come for us to practice one of our most sacred rituals.

these bots are not only annoying and harmful (if you fell for their lies and gave them money, an access to your personal informations), they’re also keeping artists and art from genuine audiences and destroying the community artists built with their audiences.

this is a post to say fuck you every bot out there.

WITH EVERY REBLOG THIS POST GETS, A BOT WILL DIE

🦀 Kudos Crab 🦀

If you are scrolling and see Kudos Crab, your fics will be blessed!

You will get good comments and kudos!

You will beat your writers block!

This user is anti-censorship

This user believes in “don’t like, don’t read”

This user believes in “ship and let ship”

He is determined to make this a good hibernation for everyone, even if he has to cook enough for five soldiers to actually pack on weight. No, he doesn't care that none of the hybrids in his team are bears, they're getting food.

Juicy steak, grilled tuna, salmon, anything they ask for. Price is glowing with pride when he notices the soft pudge everyone puts on.

...except you. No matter what price offers, you don't eat more than a modest plate full.

It's not until you gently remind him "I'm a raccoon, sir. I can't eat alot of meat." That it clicks, quickly followed by shame for not knowing that.

Which is how you end up with a bowl of various fruits, berries, and nuts at the next dinner. More food than you've ever seen. Price rumbles with delight when he sees you finish off the food, and eagerly piles on seconds. You, the smallest of the team, surely need the extra.