Sibling pile

demons my beloved

Stop slandering our brand. we do not have foot fungus in our lettuce.

(sent from @burgerking-official)

the foot fungus in your lettuce says otherwise 💅🥰🤔😝🤡👽🫶💋🔥🔥🔥🔥

HI HI WE VANISHED OH WELL

I took a prompt from @beckyu hehehe and to spice things up, Tommy's also a baby siren

"Tommy, stay." Tommy looked at his parents in confusion. Although calling them parents was an overstatement. "Why?" "Because Tommy, the river is no place for such a tiny fish. Now stay." He stared at the deep trench in front of him. "Will you be back?" Tommy saw the way the different members of his pod flinched. "Sure Tommy. Just stay here and don't go into that trench." Tommy nodded happily. He waved bye as the other mers left him. They would come back!

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It's been a few years since the great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit was left on the sea cliff. And he was surely alive! Albeit he had run out of things to eat yesterday, and was seriously debating on eating the sand until that was gone too. He really didn't have a place to sleep, opting to just lay on the sand instead. Although he certainly wasn't the naive child he was back then, and accepted the fact that his pod wouldn't come to get him again. But he didn't care, and he definitely wasn't lonely. Nope. Instead he busied himself with the sand, throwing it in the air and digging his tail in it. The sand had a funny texture that always cheered Tommy up. The sun beat down on his back as he decided to take a nap to ignore the warning his stomach gave with the painful growl he felt. So he slept.

He didn’t know how long he slept for, but he didn’t feel refreshed. He stretched his fins and limbs, groaning as his back popped. He floated back down onto the sand, staring out at the now empty clearing. There was seaweed before, but Tommy had scared away any of the fish he could’ve used for food, so he ate the plants instead. Something cold brushed his shoulder, and he popped up, eyes targeting the body of a fish, somehow freshly killed. He reached out and grabbed it, looking it over. Didn’t look terrible, Tommy could probably get away with eating it. So he did. The fish tasted like pure sugar to Tommy as he munched happily. There wasn’t blood when he woke up, so he assumed that the poor unlucky fish had hit the edge of the trench and was pushed his way with the current. Tommy didn’t care, he was just happy to have something to eat! He decided to go for a swim as the activity for the day, so he looked around as he swam. Nothing new sadly, just sad and an occasional piece of coral. He was sad now, he wanted to see something new, but nothing was there. He went back to his spot in the sand. At this point, any mer–or fish for that matter– would have the common sense to swim away, but he didn’t. Tommy didn’t know why either, was his mind still hoping that his pod would come back for him? Or maybe he just didn’t feel that lucky. Whatever the reason, the pure loneliness of the boy was sinking in, and he felt hopeless.

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Tommy woke up again, although he didn’t remember going to sleep. Oh well. He stretched yet again, his tail sore from his adventure yesterday. His gaze was caught as something on the ground shimmered in the sunlight. It got his attention as he swam towards it. He pulled it out of the sand, and held it up. A shiny shell! But it wasn’t here yesterday, had it been covered in sand before? He didn’t care, because now he had a treasure! He swam back to his nest in the sand, putting the shell down next to his sleeping area. Then something else shine caught his attention. Another dead fish? More food! He floated over, picking it up. Must’ve hit the trench like yesterday’s fish. Was there a school nearby that was stupid or something? Eh, he wasn’t going to complain, free food! He bit it again, although this fish tasted different this time. It was even sweeter! That meant it was fresher than the last one from yesterday. Tommy was too excited now. Maybe he wouldn’t starve! He finished the fish, and got curious, so he peaked out from over the edge of the trench. He stared down at the pitch black abyss below with curiosity, gasping as he saw little dots of light. They were all green and white, so maybe it was a large pack of that type of glowing jellyfish that his pod had talked about once. There were two larger jellyfish, glowing a stunning green. Tommy eventually got bored, so he swam back to his nest. He grabbed the shell he found earlier, hugging it tightly as he fell asleep again.

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The sun felt so good as Tommy awoke. He stretched again, no longer feeling tired or sore now that he had good food. There was another shiny thing in the sand again, so he swam over. It was in the exact same spot that the other shell was, so he wondered why he hadn’t seen it. He didn’t know what that meant, but he picked it up. No sand on it again. This didn’t seem right, normally he would have to brush away the sand. He looked around cautiously, before turning and swimming back to his nest. He noticed another fish, further than the others, and on the edge of the trench. He set his new shell down carefully, and slowly swam to the fish. He looked it over, suddenly noticing the way the fish was looking. Almost like it had been squeezed to death. He looked around, wondering just what could’ve done this. He sniffed it, and took a bite, deciding that it wasn’t poisoned. That’s okay, right? He didn’t finish it as quickly, constantly looking around to see if something was going to attack him. When he was done, he swam upwards, trying to find any currents nearby that he could swim in to escape, but there was nothing. He surfaced, looking for any signs of humans. Also nothing. So what was messing with him?

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He woke up early today, seeing no shell in the sand ahead. Maybe it’s a good thing- Water brushed over him in a massive current from above, so he looked up. What the f***. A massive arm was reaching over him, placing a shell that was way too small for it to hold in the sand ahead. Where the other two had been. He used the currents the hand created as it moved back to turn himself around, and he watched as the hand lowered into the trench behind him. Tommy was frightened now, something massive was in the trench, and it was here for him. The hand returned, this time leaving a fish out in the open sea, just above the trench. He didn’t dare move. Something was here for him. It had been a few minutes, and the only thing the hand had done was bop the fish back up into Tommy’s line of sight. He inched forward slowly, not even going to get the shell. He reached the edge of the trench, and felt the current move, assuming that the hand was escaping back into the abyss below. He took a deep breath, and raced for the fish. He grabbed it, looking around for any signs of the hand–or worse, the mer it was attached to–returning. Suddenly a massive school of fish swam into and around Tommy, knocking the fish out of his hands, scaring and surprising him with what was happening to think of the consequences. And soon enough, a rope net had brushed up uncomfortably with Tommy’s back as many more fish swam into him as he was pulled upwards.

He was pulled out of the water, gasping for air. There were humans there, who hadn’t made a sound since they pulled up the net. “Wilbur you b**** that’s a f***ing mer! I warned you not to fish out here!” “Oh don’t pin this on me you p****, you were just as excited to come out here as I was!” The sound of waves rang through the air, as Tommy turned his attention to the massive hand that had surfaced next to the boat. The hand formed a fist as it got higher, the humans panicking and racing to the other side of the boat. The fist fell, slamming into the side of the boat and causing it to sink. Tommy was thrown back into the water with the rest of the humans catch, taking in the air that he lacked. The humans fell too, sinking a bit further away from him. The hand wrapped itself around Tommy, a second hand shooting up from the trench to grab the humans, with seaweed in their hand. Tommy gasped as a massive mer swam up from the depths of the trench, focusing on the humans. The mer opened the hand with the humans, frowning as the seaweed started floating away. The hand around Tommy loosened, and Tommy was able to move again. “Little mer, could you feed the humans the seaweed?” The soft but commanding voice of the larger spoke. Tommy nodded, swimming over to the humans, and grabbing the seaweed. He tore it up a bit, opening their mouths and placing it inside. The humans swallowed instinctively, their legs morphing into tails, and gills forming on their necks. The two gasped, breathing in the air as they looked around. “Holy f***!” The brown haired human shouted as he spotted not only Tommy, but the giant mer in front of them. The pink haired mer locked eyes with Tommy. “Now then.” The giant mer spoke softly, aware of the smaller beings around him. “Why did you humans catch Tommy.” How did the mer know his name? “Tommy?” The new mers looked around, staring at Tommy. “That mer?” The giant mer nodded. “We didn’t mean to, we were just trying to get enough fish to sell at the market and feed ourselves, and he probably got caught.” Tommy nodded in agreement. “I see. Well, if you want, you can stay here with us, and you wouldn’t have to worry about food anymore.” The giant mer offered. Tommy just stared at them. “I-I guess we could.” Tommy got excited and swam back to his bed in the sand. He scooped up all three of his shiny shells, and rushed back, all eyes on him. He gave each of them the shells. “Tommy, I was hoping you’d stay too.” Tommy looked at him. “I’ve been watching over you all these years Tommy, and I was waiting for the chance that you’d join me.” Tommy stared at the giant mer for a little bit. “Me?” The giant mer nodded. Tommy nodded happily, swimming up and hugging the giant mer’s face. The other two joined him, although doing so slowly. “Do you have a name?” “I’m Philza, but please, call me Phil, or Dad if you so desire.” Tommy nodded. “And what about you two?” Tommy looked around, staring at the other two mers, smiling as Phil pressed a hand against them as a make-shift hug. “I’m Wilbur and he’s Technoblade.” The brown haired one announced. “Wilbur, Technoblade, and Dad.” Tommy muttered with a smile. “Family.”

God damnit the 18+ bots found this blog.

(qm) i need advice and you're the only sgrub blog i know of.

so one can god tier by dying on their quest bed, right? well some of my teammates seem to Not want to do that, and i need to god tier them anyway. don't ask why. it's important. i just need you to tell me how to do that.

i'm a light player and a dersite, if that helps.

Well, from what I understand, they'd just have to die first, and then you place them on the bed in a timely manner.

Just.. be careful. They may get upset with you. I'd advise you not to do anything brash.

Ben düşlerimi bulutların narin görkemine bıraktım. artık hiçbir duygu zail etmez beni..

A momentary breeze..

three 2022 Japanese stamps from a series on flowers in daily life

[id: three long rectangular postage stamps with softly stylized illustrations of flowers. the left depicts lilies of the valley, the middle depicts a chameleon plant, and the right depicts a rose. end id]

I clearly have a psychic link to the world cause I really could not have timed finishing this any better

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Posting for Laladragon

All drawing credits goes to her

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used 2 b on th blog but got locked out after remaking my tumblr ......... happy late anniversary :-) !!!!!!!

OUUU HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!

Seems ive forgotten this account exists again lol!! Sup, mod flower here, yall can find me on my more active account @local-squishmallow !! Ta-da, big reveal, 🤯