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Recreating my first ever paleoart
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Elasmosaur, me age 5
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Elasmosaur, me age 10 (almost) years later
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Easy weeknight fish fry
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finally cleaned up the glass on my shrimp tank
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why do all my baby shrimp love the back wall so much? theres like 10 of them just sitting there
also that snail just absolutely stole the spotlight
also if anyone knows what species these fish are, please tell me. theyre like 2 months old already, but i still dont know what they are
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i mean theyre my beautiful stowaway fish children and i will always love them no matter what, but i dont even know what tank size they need
edit lol : traced a photo of one of them cuz i realized that u cant see their weird aah dorsal fin cuz of terrible quality (i only know a few species with fins like this, and im pretty sure theyre none of those)
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edwardskhakipants · 1 year
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What separates Twilight from the rest of the saga is that I know what Bella ate for almost every meal during the events of Twilight.
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brattylikestoeat · 2 years
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Jesus this looks good.
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timelyenigma · 2 months
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Midwest Gothic: Fish Fry Edition
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kdizzzy · 1 year
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jacob black headcannons
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he loves to drive and tends to rope his friends into spontaneous weekend road trips to seattle and portland
he loves florence and the machine
he makes a really good grilled cheese sandwich and always makes a bunch when the pack gets together for movie nights
his favorite book is frankenstein by mary shelley
he is actually a terrible singer but he loves to drive with the windows down, stereo blasting music, singing as loudly as possible
he is a really goofy dancer
he gives the biggest teddy bear hugs but they’re the best hugs you’ll ever get
he and billy have such a strong relationship that sometimes they almost seem like good friends. any time billy gives him advice, he takes it (except when it’s about girls…..)
he is an old soul in every way possible, and he loves spending time with the elders on the res and listening to their stories and telling them all his. he and the grannies are huge gossips
he’s a natural runner, even before phasing, and he was up for a spot on his school’s cross country team before he phased
when he gets stressed or angry and needs to calm down, he likes to listen to soft songs, read his favorite books, make wood carvings, make dreamcatchers - anything that will keep his mind and his hands busy
he, quill, and embry have their own unspoken language they’ve had since they were kids, and even the slightest eye rolls are full sentences. they use it to make fun of people, mostly
he secretly wishes he could have learned to play the guitar but never really got into it
he feels most comfortable in the woods, on the beach, in his car, or in smaller cozy spaces
leah convinced him to start a journal to cope with his stress, and he starts every entry with “dear stupid book” (but he writes every single day)
he knows a lot of card games (spoons is his favorite because it’s so chaotic)
he eats hot peppers like candy
he’s always down to watch action and thriller movies, but his favorites are actually the old cheesy horror movies. up until he phased, his favorite was a werewolf movie. now when he watches it, he sits through the whole two hours pointing out inaccuracies
when he was little, he wanted to be a pirate when he grew up
he can sleep anywhere
he’s very quick to justify when the people he loves hurt him because he’s scared of losing them and has a very firm belief in unconditional loyalty. on the other hand, he’s very quick to shut anyone else out when they hurt him.
he gives really good advice but wouldn’t take it for himself
he doesn’t like flashy things or flashy people
he wants to be able to work with his hands, like carpentry, and he’s always wanted to build his own house
he snores. loudly.
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megahorous · 1 year
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Um Jammer Lammy invites her Main Maidens to her church’s Friday Fish Fry !
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gunlord500 · 6 months
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Wednesday, November 8 fish fry at Natalie's Mediterranean Eatery. Fried fish, fries, bread, and some mac salad. Pretty good, and VERY generous portions. Might come back again if I need a ton of food for low price...
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tikuo2007 · 1 month
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『良いアジフライである』
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rare instance of The Fuckers just chillin and letting me take some photos
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theyre so fat cuz they just had bloodworms
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trichternet · 7 months
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My fish had babies last night
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stevos-stuff · 1 year
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Gensokyo Festival 2023 Day 24 - Dressed for the Occasion
Aunn is dressed up like a chef, because she’s working the deep fryer for the Hakurei Shrine Fish Fry. She even remembered to put on closed-toed shoes and plastic gloves.
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timmurleyart · 3 days
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Rodeo fish fry. 🐟🔥 (Mixed media on paper)🐟
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momentsbeforemass · 1 year
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The “why” of Lent
Today is the first Friday of Lent.
It’s something that I really look forward to. But not for particularly holy or ascetic reasons.
The reason I look forward to the first Friday of Lent? Fish fry season.
I’m a fool for good walleye. And I know which parishes and which Knights of Columbus have the best walleye in my town.
The dinner bell summons of great walleye that I can only get for a few weeks each year? That doesn’t sound very “Lent-y.” It doesn’t sound penitential. Like I’m giving up much of anything.
And that’s true. I’m not. But that’s not the whole story.
How many weeks a year do I get dinner on Friday in a K of C hall? I don’t know, how many weeks are there in Lent?
But there’s something about that break from my routine. That disruption always makes me think.
It makes me thing about why I’m standing there in line on the linoleum.
The “why” isn’t the walleye. The “why” isn’t the discipline that it fulfills (in a much-loved way). 
Just like all of the landmarks, disciplines, and once-a-year things of Lent.
None of them are ends unto themselves.
All of them are means to something greater.
To bring us out of ourselves. To bridge the gap between us and God.
This is the “why” behind the ashes of Wednesday.
This is the “why” behind every Rosary. Every holy hour. Every fast. Every abstinence.
And even every fish fry.
To break through our normal. To sabotage our routine.
To get past our habits, our conceits, our ego.
To make us vulnerable to God.
To create a moment for the shameless love of God to break through.
To prepare our hearts for the One who has loved us since before we were born.
Today’s Readings
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