I like that she looks anxious and on edge
she looks like she'd say "jeepers!"
hey spit that out! drop it! hey!
Leave the Mi-10 alone its just the Mi-6's lankier and awkward cousin doing its best
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I like that she looks anxious and on edge
she looks like she'd say "jeepers!"
hey spit that out! drop it! hey!
Leave the Mi-10 alone its just the Mi-6's lankier and awkward cousin doing its best

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It is heartbreaking how little media attention this has received.
This year, the European Press Prize was awarded to an investigative report by the Dutch newspaper De Volkskrant.
Titled "What the Wounds Tell," the investigation by journalists Maud Effting and Willem Feenstra documents 114 cases of children in Gaza, all under the age of 15, who were shot once in the head or chest.
Almost all of them were killed or left with severe, permanent injuries.
The journalists chose to focus on children under 15 because they were easier to identify. Many were much younger, only 3, 4, or 7 years old.
The report states:
"A single bullet wound to these parts of the body is a clear indication that these children were deliberately targeted."
The world sees statistics. I see children with names, dreams, fears, and hungry stomachs. My children deserve the same chance to live, learn, and grow as any child anywhere else.
The war took away our home, our stability, and our source of income. Today, my wife, my four children, and I survive through the kindness of people who have not forgotten us.
Donations help us buy food, medicine, clothing, and other basic necessities. Without that support, we have very few options left. GoFundMe - Verified #644
If you are able to help, please do. If you cannot donate, sharing our story may help us reach someone who can.
they make me emotional.

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The binturong of skulking
they should invent putting on sunscreen that doesn't feel like putting on sunscreen
@jared-wormsboy i am crying uncontrollably
I reference this in conversation sometimes assuming everyone knows about the Owl Attack Sex Playlist and i look fucking unhinged
Trinity uses the most expensive skin care products that she can afford, all in an effort not to break out. She has a precise 10-step process that she’s honed to perfection over the years.
One wrong move, one slight change, one missed step, will have her entire face covered in acne for a week at the very least.
She finds out that one of the products that works really well for her changed its formula by waking up the next morning with many painful red bumps littering her forehead. She was so enraged that she emailed them and got an apology email back (which she did not accept since they didn’t change the formula back)
Dennis could roll around in a mud pit, go to sleep with his face still dirty, and wash it off with only water and Dawn dish soap in the morning, and his skin will still be crystal fucking clear
Dennis does nothing for his skin, absolutely nothing
For some reason, unknown to him, and he honestly doesn't give two fucks, his skin barrier is top tier. People assume that he must take care of his skin, but he honestly does nothing, and it's been like that forever
Yes, he’ll do skin care with Trinity if she asks, letting her put on face masks or use moisture spray or whatever, but he genuinely doesn’t need it or care
She is livid to no end. It's not fair

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that's a cat ✅️
comic about chronic fatigue
Landscaping
Thinking of hucklerabbot but it’s kidnapping and puppy play :p
Poor Dennis’s car broke down and he’s got nowhere to go. There’s no signal where he is, and only a single cabin at the top of a hill. It’s snowing lightly and is only going to get harder as the night comes.
He walks up to the cabin where he finds an old, kind, married couple. They let him in for the night, promises to fix his car in the morning.
Jack lets him have some whiskey to warm him up while Robby runs a bath for him. They dress him up in their clothes, covering him with more blankets than necessary, sweet words of wanting him to be safe.
He had no reason not to eat their food, to question its taste, the way he becomes so sleepy afterwards.
He wakes up tied to a bed in nothing but a thick jumper, but there’s a small fireplace heating the room.
He thrashes against his restrains, screams and cries out for help. No one answers, no one hears.
Eventually Jack comes in, holding a collar in his hand and a leash in the other. He smiles, sadistic yet sweet as he drawls, “Hey puppy, you sleep good?”
All of Dennis protests are silenced by fear, the nausea in his stomach.
Jack explains it simply, Dennis is their puppy, he’ll act like one, or he’ll die.
He holds up the collar, tapping the little black box on it. He takes a step towards Dennis, causing him to yell out.
“Ah, ah, ah.” Robby chastises gently, standing in the doorway. “I thought we agreed on no shock collar, he’s such a gentle puppy, that would be mean.”
“We don’t have to use it, he just has to know it’s there in case. Besides he’ll be a good puppy, won’t you?”
Dennis nods slowly, his dignity slowing leaving himself in favour of self preservation.
“See! Besides I know you’ll like spanking better.” The younger man’s eyes open wide at that.
“N-no! Fuck this, fuck you!” He snarled, trying to kick at Jack.
“Tsk, shame. Hold him down babe?”
Robby sighs, forcing Dennis into bed by his throat. “Ah, your going to be good aren’t you?”
Dennis nails dig into his arms as he chokes, nodding just barely. The older man releases his grip, gently petting his hair.
Jack put the collar on, making sure it’s nice and snug. He steps back, appreciating the look of the collar on his neck. His hands wander to his pockets, a small click followed by a searing pain in Dennis’s neck.
“FUCK! Oh my god! Why did you do that!?” He sobbed. Robby pet him softly, shushing him. “It’s okay, I know it hurts baby, he’s so mean. You didn’t do anything wrong, I promise.”
He gently unties his arms, pressing soft kisses to his wrists.
“You want some pants?” He gives a pointed look at abbot. “Were you really planning on fucking him straight up?”
“Nah, he pissed himself, didn’t want him to piss again on my pants.”
Dennis flushed red, he didn’t remember that.
“Oh poor thing, it’s okay, you don’t have to worry about anything anymore. Will you be able to hold it normally? We can get you diapers or puppy pads, I know it can be hard for puppies like you.” Robby’s voice was dripping with condensation.
“No. I’m fine…” He said, then, adding on meekly. “No th-thank you.”
That made Jack laugh and Robby coo. “Oh he’s such a polite puppy! Fuck, half the fun in the training.” He moaned.
Robby gently dressed Dennis in a pair of sweats, his hands lingering over Dennis’s thighs, his eyes hungry.
“Much better, a bit big on you we will have to get you some smaller clothes. You warm enough?”
Dennis nodded slightly, every twitch in his body seemingly hesitant. He looked away before speaking, “What… what are you going to do to me?”
“Aww don’t you get it baby? You’re our puppy now. You going to be a good boy for your owners?”
(Part 2? Maybe???)
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Fun fact: by just using imaginary numbers, some Evil Math, and 101 rotating vectors You Can Create a shitty approximation of a fish.
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it isn't good art unless it's itself enough to get haters, so
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it isn’t good art
unless it’s itself enough
to get haters, so
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
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