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munchy-k:

munchy-k:

munchy-k:

ive always rly liked the idea of a member of a group of adventurers having what everyone assumes is very well trained hawk and then at the end of their journey its casually revealed that thats actually just his buddy whos a shapeshifter and just rly likes being a hawk

the guy also like thinks everyone knows bc he never tries to hide the fact that the hawk is a person but everyone assumes hes always just joking. like the others being like “damn its crazy how he knows exactly what you want him to do its like he knows english or something.” and the guy is just like “well yeah thats his first language so ofc he’s fluent??” and they all go “haha good one” and move on, leaving him confused

they just think hes a quirky guy that really loves his pet and says things like “the 9 of us” even tho there are clearly only 8 people! he just cares about the bird so much he counts it as a group member haha !

revieloutionne:

maaarine:

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nicolegendary:

princereece:

nicolegendary:

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these two memes have equal and opposite energies

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ok but how could you forget this one

god you’re so right. hatred, worship, and comradery. below, above, and beside. the ultimate trifecta.

sometiktoksarevalid:

angelnumber27:

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portal to a better place II

jenroses:

kedreeva:

legitimately:

legitimately:

My new favorite genre of picture is a very special thing that most animals (and humans!) do: face nuzzling as an act of greeting/comfort/intimacy. thank God that this is happening all over the world right now

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Isn’t it wonderful?!

had to continue the compilation:

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Adding my own for you

My cat does this to me on the regular

havingapoemwithyou:

Coming down out of the freezing sky with its depths of light, like an angel, or a Buddha with wings, it was beautiful and accurate, striking the snow and whatever was there with a force that left the imprint of the tips of its wings- five feet apart—and the grabbing thrust of its feet, and the indentation of what had been running through the white valleys of the snow- and then it rose, gracefully, and flew back to the frozen marshes, to lurk there, like a little lighthouse, in the blue shadows— so I thought: maybe death isn't darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us— as soft as feathers— that we are instantly weary of looking, and looking, and shut our eyes, not without amazement, and let ourselves be carried, as through the translucence of mica, to the river that is without the least dapple or shadow, that is nothing but light-scalding, aortal light-in which we are washed and washed out of our bones.ALT

White Owl Flies Into and Out of the Field by Mary Oliver

singing-bowl:

2026

CREATE THE WORLD YOU WANT TO LIVE IN, NO MATTER HOW SMALL

READ VORACIOUSLY, WIDELY, DEEPLY, FOR FUN

WRITE DOWN YOUR THOUGHTS, PEN ON PAPER, WORDS AND IMAGES

STOP BUYING SHIT YOU DON’T NEED

MOVE YOUR BODY IN NEW AND EXCITING WAYS

DANCE AND SING LIKE IT MIGHT SAVE YOU, BECAUSE IT MIGHT

THERE ARE TIMES FOR SOLEMN CONTEMPLATION AND THERE ARE TIMES FOR MINDLESS ACTION, LEARN THE DIFFERENCE

DON’T BE AFRAID OF LOVING—EVERYTHING IS A PART OF THE WORLD

motherfucker-unlimited:

Opening a tarot booster pack i got 4 common Towers and one holographic Death

fastorslow:

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Natasha Polis