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drew this just recently, but this is a ref for a long time oc of mine, I just never got around to making art of her rip. anyways, enjoy! criticism is appreciated.

Henry shivered. Kate had a gun, and while he wasn't sure why she had it, he prayed that she didn't want to use it on him. Kate made eye contact with him, and slowly skipped closer to his table. Kate grabbed his food and shook it's can aggressively, a large amount of food particles falling into his home. Henry raced and caught the food in his mouth, nibbling on them when he was finally finished. He was feeling full, Kate didn't usually give him this much food... Was he going to be released? Get a mate? Henry's mind flooded with the possibilities as Kate tightly gripped her gun. Kate spoke, but Henry didn't understand well. Through the blurry water, he saw Kate staring at her phone with an angry and vengeful frown. Her grip was so strong, mad and shaking, she almost broke it. Kate put the phone down and crept over Henry. She gently grabbed him and took him out of the water, even with Henry's nervous slippering and shaking. "You'll pay with blood!" Kate shouted, shaking her gun and loading it. Henry watched in horror and tried to breathe, to no avail. The first words he understood from his owner were about to be his last. Kate put her finger on the trigger, and looked at Henry one last time. Bang, went Kate's gun as she pulled the trigger. She miraculously didn't miss, shooting Henry in the mouth. Birds flew off of Kate's land as she realized what she had done, and her neighbors vigorously knocked and rang the bell to her front door. She sobbed and stared at Henry's corpse, his lifeless eyes peering back at her. They almost spoke to her. What have you done, you loveless snide?! The voice in her head hissed and twitched, as she mistook it for Henry screaming at her. She ugly cried as her tears dripped and fell onto Henry's lifeless body. If he was still almost alive, her tears could have given him breath. But he didn't come back. He never came back.

Remember to pick 7 different wild flowers and put them under your pillow to see your future partner in a dream! (I try this every year but it either never works or I can't remember my dream at all...)

Wow a lot of these traditions involve running around on a field naked...

Just stick 7 different brands of applesauce under your pillow and discover the lover of your life.

or maybeeeee... applesauce

My sister's bunbun. She's 5 years old and has an interesting personality

max and rubyyyyy ruby and maxxxxxxxx floofy bunnies and floofy bunny butts

thank you

You could also run around a sauna counter-clock-wise three times and then look into a well

or maybe perfume or orange juice

I'm gonna try it (because why the heck not?) but I have a feeling I'll dream of something strange like a my cat or flying elephants.

i shall join beetles are good

That's a really cool tradition! [stores in back of mind for future writing reference]

uhhhh no thank you that sounds unhygienic :pp

Looks good!

Y e s

She Do Be Amazed

Goose name: Gray Goose personality: can’t get enough of chaos. tbd otherwise (she new) pic

btw thank you for finding me this old show i used to watch it as a wee child i shall watch again

Okay, thank you!

Art of Floo

whisper, maybe?

Glory?

Genevieve wants to screw things up like shes going to kill someone

(ready?)

As Bluejay woke up the next day, she could hear something off in the distance. She remembered these voices.. but she couldn't remember why.. She tried to pinpoint where they were coming from. Then suddenly, as she tried to pinpoint the noise, she remembered. She remembered a warm body pressing again her suddenly becoming cold. She remembered a strange noise that had came out of the nichelings mouth. And she remembered what had happened after the nicheling had faded into nothing. She had been able to open her eyes, a little, on the first day. And all she saw was a color like the river, but deeper. Was it... blue? The blue things had swarmed above her, calling out to each other. "Look at it.." "It's so strange.." "Huh." Suddenly, a quiet, but commanding voice spoke out. "Leave her." The other blue things had, at least from what Bluejay had seen, seemed confused. "But.." The quiet blue thing spoke again. "She... is different. I think... she in one of them." The confused calls turned into sharp whispers. "It.. can't be.." "There hasn't been one in so long.." Then, one question ended all of the whispering. "Are... are they coming back?" This caused all of them to go silent. Then, the quiet one spoke again. "... maybe..." Then, Bluejay's eyes had shut, and she had fallen asleep. She was sure of it now. it was those voices she heard in the distance, calling to her. She was able to pinpoint the voices were coming from the north, and she knew what she had to do. She had to follow them.

My sister: Hey sister, why are you making your elders pick from poisonous bushes on their last day, isn't that kinda mean Me: