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Republicans are disgusting. Here is your tyranny, brought to you by the cowards in the GOP Congress.
There’s a protest held by the Carrizo/Comecrudo tribe.
You can give to the Carrizo/Comecrudo tribe here.
Please please please boost and donate!!!! This is practically my backyard!
This tree will be just one of the casualties if things continue 😥
Again, the link is broken
https://www.gofundme.com/carrizocomecrudotribeoftexas this is a real link
Please share the correct version
On mobile but awareness about this needs to be raised
-FemaleWarrior
Republicans are disgusting. Here is your tyranny, brought to you by the cowards in the GOP Congress.
There’s a protest held by the Carrizo/Comecrudo tribe.
You can give to the Carrizo/Comecrudo tribe here.
Please please please boost and donate!!!! This is practically my backyard!
This tree will be just one of the casualties if things continue 😥
Again, the link is broken
https://www.gofundme.com/carrizocomecrudotribeoftexas this is a real link
Please share the correct version
On mobile but awareness about this needs to be raised
-FemaleWarrior
why is barbie’s the nutcracker the only good film adaption of the nutcracker that has ever been made
because barbie movies slap next question
Temple of Horus, Egypt
its horus he’s here
Guys no, it gets so much better.
A small fat bird, like the above, is the hieroglyph used in Ancient Egyptian to mean “wicked” or evil”.
The phrase above him (the inscription should be read from the top down) is “Nb s3″ or “Lord of the son of”. Genitive is usually implied in this sort of phrase without a connecting word, meaning:
This birb has literally created the sentence and declared himself “ Lord of the Son of Evil”
God dammit, I realised I made a mistake doing this from memory- the first sign is “k” for “your”, not “nb” for “lord”. So this birb has declared himself “your evil son”, not “the lord of the son of evil”. Which is not quite as dramatic, but still very menacing. You go bird.

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Cold
the first time you breathed in ice, you didn’t notice. not really. the room was cold and ms. cazo even colder when she was teaching science. hydrogen is the one atom in the h20 sequence she says. you’re cold. your fingers are stiff and you try to write with them but its hard. you drop the pencil and in this cold room, it echoes. ms. cazo zeros in on you and you don’t notice, you’re trying to stretch out the ice from your fingers. mr. fenton she says am i boring you? perhaps h20 is not collecting your mind enough? allow me to enlighten you. h20 is in the air we breath, it is the water we drink, it is the very lifeblood of the ocean. are you paying sufficient attention now? ms. cazo is spitting tiny globs of saliva as she rants.
you’re cold and you don’t notice your icicles of lungs getting colder. your teeth click and clack and you take the jacket behind your seat, wrap it around you. it smells like home, like smoke and burned electoplasm. it smells cold. you breath in and your stomach is squeezing itself. it’s so cold. you exhale heavily, trying to feel that warmth that usually comes with the air and steams up googles and glasses.
it wasn’t blue. at least you don’t think so, you were preoccupied by ms. cazo slamming the desk you were sitting on and she says mr. fenton! detention for ignoring a teacher. she draws herself up like a mighty person, so assured of their greatness and as she walks away, you hear her say teenagers! idiots the lot of them. its august and you’re cold.
Zombies
They were walking in four legs. You had a sudden cold sweat break out in your back as you stared at the horrifying beings that didn’t notice you - yet.
They had a general shape to them, their hind legs were longer than their forelegs and as they stood on four legs, you could see that the butt side of the - you can’t say humans, don’t - animals sloped downwards in a small incline. There was also a sound that your ears could hear clearly in the quietness of the clearing, it was a sort of wheezing but it was quiet. You swallowed dryly, the click on your throat making a sound inside and you were motionless. Their hands were positioned all wrong too like the hands seemed to be facing the opposite direction and they stood on their toes, you could see the heel raised in the air.
They looked fast. Really fast. You thought if you were still then maybe, maybe, they wouldn’t see you. Your legs quivered with the adrenaline and fear that was running through them and -
One of them sneezed. Its face was squished inside in an attempt to recover from the sneeze but given that it had a sheared off nose -exposing the insides- it couldn’t work quite as well if it was a full nose. It’s hair was dangling off its skull in limp, stringy threads with a dull bald spot on top of its head. All of them turned towards the sneezer and one of them spotted you. Its feverishly bright eyes widened and it grinned with a gaping mouth, all of its teeth exposed. They began to lope towards you and you were panicking, your legs seemed so slow, why oh my god why did it sneeze, and you started sprinting right away. The thing that spotted you was flesh coloured and you could see that, now that it was closer, it had hands and feet just like a human’s. It had a longer neck though and as it caught up to you, you could see it was drooling and it had no lips whatsoever. Its eyes were so sunken in, it was like a pit of darkness with orbs that stared eerily with clear malice and cunning.
You were so busy observing them, your feet got out of rhythm and you slammed into the pavement. The grit was digging into your peeled off hands and you quickly turned yourself around to face the animal. It had stopped and started to stalk toward you, a chuckling ‘hehehehe’ noise came out of its drooling mouth and it started to lick whatever lips it had left. You scrambled backwards and looked around the alley. There! There was a long, rusted nail near the dumpster, that had its flap open. If you could just get to it, you can climb the dumpster and get inside safely! You started to crawl your way towards the nail, the ‘hehehehe’ noise got louder as they picked up their pace and suddenly, there was a loud ‘AH!’
The animal chasing you suddenly stopped it’s chuckling and you looked back to see what was going on. It had its neck turned and its face was directed towards the mouth of the alley. You couldn’t see what was going on but you could hear it - a low snarling coming from the mouth of the alley. You turned around and quickly army crawled, hoping that whatever the hell was there could distract the other animal from mauling you. You manage to grab the nail just in time for you to hear the rumbling growl and the following yelp. You lever yourself up to your feet, wincing at the throbbing in your exposed arms and hands. You shakily grasp the nail, which is getting bloody and you should probably start worrying about tetanus. There’s a chewing noise behind you and you really, really don’t want to look. In fact, it’s about time you get in the dumpster you realize. But...there’s that voice in the back of your mind that urges you to look. You grimace and try to reason with it. Why not look? You’ve seen so much shit today, it couldn’t hurt.
You reach your hands to the dumpster and say I’ll look when I’m safe and sound! Ignoring the stinging in your hands and arms, you shakily manage to get yourself inside the metal container. Thankfully, it’s empty but it still smells gross. You’re able to see now and -
Correction. The voice was wrong, it was so wrong. You stared at the taller animal that was eating the one that chased after you. It was very...tall. Like a giraffe but more flesh coloured and had a human face. Its hands were turned into fists and it walked on its knuckles. It looked like the giraffe imitation had kicked the other animal into the wall so hard, that there was a big hole where its body made an impact. It was whining, struggling to get up and the fake giraffe simply picked up a long leg and with its clenched fist, it punched right through their chest cavity, obliterating their insides. You nearly puked when you could see the struggling lungs trying to inflate and deflate. You made some sort of noise and it snapped its head toward you. The dying animal looked at you and it was crying, you could see the light dim out of its eyes. The fake giraffe stared at you hard with its pitted eyes and turned back to its meal. You swallowed hastily and grabbed the lid of the dumpster, sealing yourself inside it safely. Hopefully.
His friends had no idea he was doing this. Danny was glad for it however because he was a Mess. Blood dripped off his wrists and it tickled him as they slowly traveled from the wrist to the hand and then to the finger tips and off to the song of gravity. He took his left wrist and held it above his cupped right hand, where it collected and over spilled over the small dips of his fingers. He took his right hand and shoved it at the wall in front of him, the grit digging into his hand painfully and he dragged it in a straight line downwards. He smeared the blood all over it and it hissed as it met the brick and melted it slightly.
Danny took a deep breath and looked to the night sky, he could vaguely see the stirring of day. If he squinted, there was some purples and pinks as the sun’s light touched the clouds and illuminated them. He huffed and dragged his left hand over the brick, making sure to really dig in the blood into the brick. The brick quietly gave a protest as it hissed slightly. Danny took his hand off the brick, feeling the dirt and various minerals digging into his wound, and he sniffed the brick.
It smelled like him. It smelled like graveyard dirt and the fresh dew on the morning grass. Danny rubbed his face on the bricks, and breathed in the scent of his blood. It smelled like....home. He closed his eyes and basked in it. He pulled his face away and turned around to face the rising sun. He levitated upwards to the roof of the brick building and sat on it. The sky slowly unfurled into colors of yellows, oranges and reds as the pinks burned away. Danny kicked his feet on the brick building and leaned back on his still sore wrists. He should probably check that out. Later, though.
He could feel the town waking up in slow, sleepy grumbles. Danny grinned and beamed at the sun when the scent of the brick building he was sitting on wafted to his nose.

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These are pretty damn old but you can see how I figured out the joints and shit. I actually used a reference photo for these but I can’t find it. >.>
hhhhhhhhhhh, i forgot about this lol. i’m gonna upload some old art to make up for it xD

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Death
“What do you think you’re doing, Death?” The skull flapped its jaws, making a clapping sound against the old, wooden table.
Death was currently inspecting themselves in a full sized mirror, edged with old iron which silently gripped the mirror. It swayed a bit on its clawed feet but quickly steadied itself before Death could notice.
“Hmm, what do you think? Does this robe flatter me?” He asked the skull.
“You’re DEATH. No one’s gonna care when your visage looms over them for their souls. They’ll be too preoccupied with their begging for their lives.” The skull harrumphed, turning itself around so it didn’t have to stare at Death. Death chuckled at the skull and turned to face the sliding mirror once more. He slapped the mirror, giving it a sharp “Hey!” The mirror quickly straightened itself up.
“You don’t have to be so jealous that more people get to stare at this lovely visage instead of your boring, old dusty skull.” Death grinned at the mirror.
The skull quickly turned itself around and shouted,”Fuck you, man, I’ve been fucking stuck in this fucking skull cause you won’t let me GO!”
Death whipped itself around and started to stride towards the table. “Excuse me? Are you taking a tone with me?” The furniture quickly scurried out of the grim reapers way. The table on which the skull was on started to quiver and take slow and then rushing steps away from Death. The skull started to jostle up and down as the table took quick leaps around the house. Death roared.
“GET BACK HERE, YOU INSOLENT SCUM, I PUT YOU BACK IN THIS EARTH AND I CAN SURE AS HELL TAKE YOU BACK TO WHERE YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE!”
October Creature Challenge
So, in the spirit of Halloween and the deep love for creature fics, I decided to do a month of October/Halloween/Creature Prompt Challenge! It’ll follow the basic form of one fic per day and you all free (and encouraged) to join in whether you do one or all of them; regardless of the fandom/pairings/medium you want.
(yes, I am aware that some of the following are not creatures but shhh)
Day 1- Grimm Reaper/Death
Day 2- Incubus/Succubus
Day 3- Banshee
Day 4- Shapeshifter
Day 5- Satyr
Day 6- Genie/Jinn
Day 7- Changeling
Day 8- Phoenix
Day 9- Siren
Day 10- Pixie/Fairy
Day 11- Bird/Wing fic
Day 12- Doll/Doll Maker
Day 13- Occult/Paranormal
Day 14- Unicorn
Day 15- Demon/Angel
Day 16- Giant/Dwarg
Day 17- Reptilian
Day 18- Merfolk
Day 19- Vampire
Day 20- Ghost
Day 21- Witch/Wizard
Day 22- Werewolf
Day 23- Zombie
Day 24- Dryad/Naiad
Day 25- Selkie
Day 26- Dragon
Day 27- Mummy
Day 28- Centaur
Day 29- Alien/Scifi
Day 30- Skeleton
Day 31- Monster Mash (Author’s Choice)
Have fun, hope some of you join in and Happy Halloween! :)
Hello everyone, I am alive and well. Going to be doing this for this month. :)