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Ha! My life is a mess.

@whatispredictability / whatispredictability.tumblr.com

Name: Sketch / Age: 16 / Gender: Male / Otherkin / None of the art I use is mine unless stated so / This is a rp as well as a personal blog / Multimuse / Current M!A: None /
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I am so very sorry to all of my lovely followers and mutuals. I didn't mean to disappear for so long, and without warning too, but I think it's time I go on a hiatus. I'll still be on Skype for those of you who still want to talk, but for now I'm gonna try and focus on my schoolwork since I'm getting my motivation back bit by bit. I'm really sorry, I hate it every time I have to leave you guys for a while, but I hope you welcome me back with open arms. Anyways, wish me luck on the road to recovery, yeah? Until then, my friends. Until then.

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Raimund was napping on his operating table after a long day at work. A certain mannbot was supposed to visit, but he'd fallen asleep waiting for them.

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This had to be the worst day of Medbot’s life.

Dragging himself slowly across the ground, the Medbot–more like Medic now–was trying to heave himself to Raimund’s infirmary. Thankfully no one seemed to be around at the moment, as the sight of a RED Medic crawling on the ground to the BLU Medic’s doors would be a rather strange and questionable sight.

With a huge heave and grunt, the Medic managed to get outside of the big infirmary doors. He wanted–no, needed his best friend right now. It would help to have some comfort in this terrible transformation mess.

“Raimund. Raimund!” He called out, propping himself up against the wall, sitting up.

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The Medic twitched. “What are you..” He didn’t even finish his sentence as the glove was snagged away. Wait a minute, that was a glove? He thought that was his hand the whole time! That was a cover? Surprise was written all over his face.

“Uh…Danke?” It felt odd to have the glove off. He peered down at the other glove that remained, and reached to take that off too, setting it to the side. In a way, it felt…good to take them off? Like he had power over his design.

He looked back over at Raimund, thinking for a moment…Maybe… Medic cautiously reached out to his friend, hand pulling back slightly every now and then as if afraid to touch the wolf. He rested his hand on top of Raimund’s head for a mere second before pulling it back, as if it burned his hand touching him.

But really, he wasn’t expecting the feeling of fluff.

“U-Uh…Have you alvays…Had zhat feature?”

To be quite honest, the wolf splice found the medic's reaction quite amusing initially. Did he really think that those rubber gloves were his hands? Oh boy, this bot has alot to learn about his new body. He himself remained calm as the other hesitantly reached out, almost like he was debating whether to touch him or not. Raimund's eyebrow ridges shoot up at the question before he starts huffing as an attempt at human-like laughter. Judging by that response, he has indeed always been fluffy.

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Raimund was napping on his operating table after a long day at work. A certain mannbot was supposed to visit, but he'd fallen asleep waiting for them.

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This had to be the worst day of Medbot’s life.

Dragging himself slowly across the ground, the Medbot–more like Medic now–was trying to heave himself to Raimund’s infirmary. Thankfully no one seemed to be around at the moment, as the sight of a RED Medic crawling on the ground to the BLU Medic’s doors would be a rather strange and questionable sight.

With a huge heave and grunt, the Medic managed to get outside of the big infirmary doors. He wanted–no, needed his best friend right now. It would help to have some comfort in this terrible transformation mess.

“Raimund. Raimund!” He called out, propping himself up against the wall, sitting up.

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He retracted his hand from Raimund’s fuzzy head, staring at the other for a moment and back down to his hand. Odd, was his hand broken? He never experienced a feeling like that when giving his friend a petting. Perhaps it’s a new human feature.

“Odd.” Medic started, looking back at Raimund. “An odd…occurrence happened. Anozher human zhing I suppose?”

The corners of his mouth pulled back in a smile. Ah, yes, this would be his first time having a sense of touch. He carefully reaches his head down to snag one of his red rubber gloves on his teeth, without scratching him in the process, and carefully pulling it off. He should really experience the whole sensation of different textures, no silly old gloves to hinder it.

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tfgrps-blog

In case you can't find the original thread.. Why not Glow for Fisher and Reynard?

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//oh yes

Reynard stopped in front of Fisher, staring at the glowing spot on his chest.“… No, zhis cannot be…” He muttered. His hand trailed up to where his heart was. He looked down and saw the marks glowing gently. “Nonono…”

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Reynard let go of Fisher before bringing their lips in for an almost desperate kiss. He closed his eyes and his entire demeanor relaxed.

Even though Reynard had relaxed, Fisher did quite the opposite. The kiss was almost electrifying to him, causing his heart to pick up a bit. Soon after, the giddy smile taking place on Fisher’s face pretty much ruined the kiss. And the poor guy was about as red as a rose, too.

Reynard grinned back with as much enthusiasm. He blushed softly and his hand came up to caress Fisher’s face.

The poor sniper couldn’t stop the shaky flustered whimper he made when Reynard’s fingers lightly brushed against his cheek. There was a soft peach fuzz covering them, along with the sides of his head just before his ears.

Reynard hummed and he looked down lovingly at Fisher. “You’re so beautiful, amour…” He said with a faint blush.

"F-f-f-funny... I-I-I c-c-could say the sa-same th-thing ab-bout you..." Fisher whispered shakily. God damn, why can't he get a grip over his emotions? Curse Reynard and his devilishly smooth moves.

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A moment of weakness ((m!a: child))

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29. Your muse has blackmail over mine.

“I don’t know vhat exactly you vant from me, but I beg of you… Do NOT tell anybody about zhis.” Raimund pleaded, human blood covering the area around his mouth. It looks like a child had found him feasting on a random RED mercenaries remains after the war was done for the day. They could get him fired for that, and he really didn’t want to loose his job.

//why hello there, I do believe this is our first encounter. A pleasure to make your acquaintance.

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Rene hummed as he opened the motel room. There was one large bed, a lamp and a single bathroom. He turned the light on and he stretched. He thought about going back for Raimund, but decided to test his sense of smell. He stayed in the motel.

It took a little longer than usual for him to find his way to the motel Rene had gone to, probably because he was traveling by car and not by foot. Thanks to his heightened strength, Raimund was able to carry the groceries in one trip without any trouble. A knock came from the door a minute or two later.

Rene hummed and he went to the door. “Who is it?” He called out. He looked through the peephole and he grinned. He opened the door before Raimund could answer and pulled him in.

“Ach, careful, bitte!” Rene had gotten him by surprise, almost making him drop a few things. “I don’t really know vhat you like, so I just grabbed vhat zhe typical healzhy human eats in a veek.”

Rene helped put the perishables in the fridge. He smiled. The motel was small, having only one bed. Rene blushed. “I… It was zee only one zhey had.”

Raimund honestly didn't seem too bothered by that. "Ach, zhat's perfectly fine, mein lieber. If you're uncomfortable sharing a bed vizh me, I don't mind sleeping on a couch, or even zhe floor."

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snailkeeping

Snails are awesome, so I’m doing a quick guide on H. aspersa, which are legal in the US, and are just as awesome as fat squishy African snails.

But snails are gross-

excuse you

But they-

no

Snails are great. They’re very small, sociable, harmless, silent and can live for several years. They also have no ears and they’re nocturnal. Every snail is unique, from their personality to their physical appearance. You won’t think I’m bullshitting you when you’ve kept them yourself. Just because they look like slugs with shells glued on doesn’t mean they don’t have minds of their own.

Never paid attention to the snails in your garden? Keep snails but think garden snails are boring? I’ve seen far more variety in my aspersa colony than any other species of snail. Red bodies, pale bodies, grey, black, one of them even has a black patch on their head. Their name is Patches. Every single shell is unique as well, and well worth keeping long after they’ve passed away.

They make faces too. Snails make facial expressions. My albino A. reticulata makes his disapproval of virtually everything I offer him very clear. Nothing’s too good for him to wrinkle his face up and move away like a fussy toddler. You can sit there and shove a spoon of mash in his face, it’s just like trying to feed a bratty child, which is especially problematic when they’ve had worms. Eat your medicine damnit. The other snails eat their deworming medicine just fine you little shit.

If you don’t believe snails can be unique and have their own minds and personalities yet you need to go order some snails right now. Yes, right now.

Now onto the things you’ll need/need to know.

Requirements:

  • 2+ snails. (1 snail is not acceptable, they need another snail to socialize with. No exceptions, I’m not covering solitary carnivores in this guide.)
  • Tank/Enclosure. If it fits a betta, it’ll fit plenty of snails. BETTAS DO NOT LIVE IN BOWLS OR CUBES. Snails can however, go wild with that. If you’re going to send me messages about how your neglected betta is perfectly happy in a painfully small unfiltered tank, don’t bother even reading any further. 
  • Substrate. I recommend coir. Plain top soil is fine, anything sharp or difficult to burrow in is not a good staple. If you want to use bark chips, mix them into the soil. No wood shavings or sand. Shavings will rot and get dust all over your snails, cedar is toxic and sand is just sand. Would you want to live in a pile of wet sand with no clothes on?
  • Food. Obviously. Lettuce and cucumber are the staples. Anything from the onion family, pasta, rice, millet and salt can kill your snails very gruesomely. If you pour salt on snails I’ll punch you through my screen. Only feed fruits in moderation. Dandelion leaves are very popular with mine. Never give your snails anything that has been contaminated with pesticides. GMO doesn’t matter in the slightest unless someone creates lettuce that kills snails or some shit like that.
  • Cuttlebone. Your snails need calcium, no matter how old they are. Don’t pick up cuttle on the beach, it’s riddled with salt.

Obtaining snails:

If you live in the UK, everything is riddled with these snails. If you live in the US, you may not have them in your location, hence the earlier link to a store selling snails. You can buy them from snail farms too, but you’ll have to ask for good stock that hasn’t bred yet, or you’ll get the rejected ones too small for the restaurants.

Don’t ask me how to raise your snails as food.

If it’s winter, you’re going to have trouble finding anything without some effort. Tubes, hollow branches and fences are popular snail hibernation spots. If it’s not winter, you’ve probably passed by thousands already. Get a tub and go searching after it rains, you’ll find plenty.

I got some snails, now what?

Here’s some tips.

Snails wake up at night. Mine start stirring around 11pm, get out a flashlight and watch them go. Yours will have their own schedule.

Snails can get worms, as I mentioned earlier. If you don’t control it, you will literally have centimeters thick layers of worms in your tank, and the only cure is a shitload of bleach. If you’re picking up your snails outdoors, they’re WC and should be decontaminated to an extent. Wash them, feed them pumpkin seeds/ground hemp and keep an eye on them. They should be perfectly fine, but once you’ve got worms, it’s a pain in the ass to get rid of them. Try hauling a 75ltr tank filled with soil and plants down a staircase, through the house, outside to tip the whole thing out and violently attack it with bleach. Then reassemble it again. And push it back upstairs. One worm = thousands of worms, overkill will save you a lot of irritation and sick snails later. Worms fucking suck.

Your snails will breed. My tank is currently a borderline 24/7 snail orgy, and as amusing as that can be, that means a lot of babies. If you’re in the UK, the babies can be dropped outside. If these snails aren’t native to your area, sweep the tank several inches deep for eggs once a week and destroy them. Microwave them, feed them to chickens, etc.

Snails can and do overeat, and will get a nasty stomachache from it, or worse, they will literally eat themselves out of their shells. If one of your snails has been spending a few too many hours glued to that apple slice, you should take it out. They’re like children with candy on Halloween.

Do not tug on your snails by their shells. If they suck down onto the surface when you touch them, scoop them from the front end backwards. Once their head is lifted, the rest will come loose.

Don’t poke their eyes, being poked in the eye hurts. The top two stalks are their eyes, the bottom two are their nose and used as feelers.

If your snail is squeaking or bubbling, put them back down and leave them alone. They’re scared and trying to make you leave them alone. If it happens every time you try to handle them, be patient. They’ll get used to you soon enough, especially with your hands being a warm strange surface to explore. Snails are very curious.

Snails tend to fall a lot, mostly in their sleep. Don’t leave anything sharp in the tank they could crack on. Don’t ever drop your snails. If you’re not sure you can handle them, keep them over a cushion. They will be absolutely traumatized if they fall and smash against the floor, and probably won’t come back out again.

Snails don’t have very good eyesight and they tend to be a bit dumb at times. Don’t trust them to know better all the time, mine have crawled up my hot radiator. Fortunately they weren’t hurt, but they can be burnt very easily. Treat them like dumb little children basically.

Snails love baths. Run them under the tap with some warm water.

Further reference:

I’m also more than happy to help out, if you need help then feel free to ask away.

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crucifigo

this happened at midnight-1am enjoy

Snails… can… squeak?

welp i guess im gonna go gather some snails from the garden now

they sound adorable

And now I want snails. Because snails are adorable and I hadn’t realized how easy they are to keep.

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Raimund was napping on his operating table after a long day at work. A certain mannbot was supposed to visit, but he'd fallen asleep waiting for them.

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This had to be the worst day of Medbot’s life.

Dragging himself slowly across the ground, the Medbot–more like Medic now–was trying to heave himself to Raimund’s infirmary. Thankfully no one seemed to be around at the moment, as the sight of a RED Medic crawling on the ground to the BLU Medic’s doors would be a rather strange and questionable sight.

With a huge heave and grunt, the Medic managed to get outside of the big infirmary doors. He wanted–no, needed his best friend right now. It would help to have some comfort in this terrible transformation mess.

“Raimund. Raimund!” He called out, propping himself up against the wall, sitting up.

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The RED looked at the BLU wolf, grumbling something. He reached out and gently patted Raimund’s head, a gesture which he was used to when his friend was like this.

Yet something was…odd. The patting was different.

Medic couldn’t help but give a small rub of the wolf’s head, the feeling of fur between his gloved digits was a strange feeling at best.

“..Hm.”

Raimund smiled through his eyes when he was patted on the head. It felt kinda strange to have an actual human hand meet his head instead of a cold metal one, but it was also rather nice. His tail was contently swishing against the concrete floor as he tilted his head slightly, a bit confused but highly intrigued by his friend's apparent thinking. What was going through their head?

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mentalmeles

Pros and Cons of having internet friends

Pros:

  • They’re there for you when no one else is
  • They don’t judge you as harshly as the people you know irl (or not at all)
  • You can relate to them
  • You’re friendship isn’t based on looks/race/sexuality/gender/age

Cons:

  • You may never be able to meet them in person
  • You can never dry their tears
  • You can never hug them
  • You can never truly show them how much you love them
  • you can’t smack them when they sin
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Dog owners please be aware.

boy im really getting sick of a picture of a printed piece of paper in 14pt font telling me something is deadly and then put on the internet with zero sources to support it

Xylitol is extremely dangerous to dogs  and can kill them. It’s commonly used in sugar free gum and a variety of dental products. 

Xylitol is also found in peanut butters and nut butters but from my understanding it’s primarily specialty food products as opposed to more regular grocery suppliers. STILL it is important to be aware of and know that products containing this substance are extremely dangerous and can cause serious damage to your dog. 

(they’re fine for people though! just not for doggies)

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fozzie

some yiddish words gentiles use all the time without knowing their origin

ay-ay-ay/ai-yi-yi/ei, yei, yei – an exclamation of exasperation (very similar exclamation originates in mexico)

bupkes – colloquially used to mean “nothing” (as in “after all my hard work, what did i get? bupkes!”) but actually means “goat droppings” or “horse droppings”

chutzpah – arrogance, nerve

feh! – a sound of contempt, disgust, or disapproval.

futz – fool around (not sexually)

glitch – you know how it’s used in english. but it actually means “slip,” or a minor malfunction

hock – bother, pester

kitsch – gaudy trash

klutz – literally means “a block of wood,” refers to a dense or clumsy individual

nudge – to push gently

schmooze – to converse informally

schmuck – a foolish/obnoxious person

schmutz – dirt

schnoz – nose

shlep – to drag or haul

schtick - a gimmick used in a performance

spiel – a long, involved rant. usually a sales pitch

spritz – the sprinkling/spray of liquid

tuchus – butt

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