Hello, dear followers!
For some reason more than 2000 people decided to follow my blog, thank you so much for you support !
To commemorate this, i’m giving away some of my art! Here goes:
- No giveaway blogs
- Both reblogs and likes count, you can reblog as many times as you like, just be considerate of your followers!
- Must be following this blog
- Giveaway ends on November 9th
- Keep your askbox open so that i can contact you
- If this post gets more than 500 notes, more prizes will be added to current ones!
- 1st prize: a full-body thing with a simple background of your choice
- 2nd and 3rd prizes: couple waist-ups with a simple background of your choice
- 4th and 5th prizes: waist-ups with my usual background
- 6th and 7th prizes: bust-ups with my usual background
All pieces will be painted, fully colored and in hi-res. (I won’t draw porn or violence!)
Good luck to everyone, and thank you again for your support!
Thanks for the questions! I have been breeding and selling snakes since 2007, when I produced a litter of Kenyan sand boas. I’ve been breeding sand boas (Kenyan, rough scaled, Indian), ball pythons, and Honduran milk snakes every season since then.
I do sell most of my baby snakes locally, or at reptile expos in places like Toronto and Montreal. I also ship snakes all across Canada. I advertise on Reptiles Canada as well as on classifieds sites like Kijiji. Shipping snakes is quite simple and safe, but you need to be knowledgeable and follow all of the shipping regulations for live animals. I do not ship outside of Canada due to the added expense of things like import/export paperwork, CITES, etc. It really is only economical to ship internationally when you are shipping several valuable animals.
The main suggestion I have for obtaining a snake is to do your research. Find out what kinds of snakes you like, and then find out how to house them optimally. Research quality husbandry products, and sources for food. Research breeders and reptile sellers. Research exotics vets in your area. Go to forums for the species you care about. Don’t rush into buying a snake. Also, keep in mind that some young snakes are only available seasonally, due to breeding seasons.
Thanks for the response! Alas I don’t live in Canada so it looks I won’t be getting a snake from you.
I definitely have a lot of research to do. Thanks for the direction!
My follower count is now frankly alarming and this calls for a celebration. So here’s a little giveaway. The winner will get to choose one MINI print from my Society6 account.
- REBLOG and/or LIKE this post. No need to spam your followers, though, I think Tumblr counts these things only once anyway.
- NO GIVEAWAY BLOGS. I’ll be watching you. >_>
- This is for my followers, so you have to be following me.
- You must have your ask box open, so I could contact you and ask for your address.
- If you’re a minor, make sure your parents are okay with you entering this giveaway.
- Society6 ships worldwide.
- Giveaway ends October 31st 2014 20:00 GMT+2
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Summary: Ten billion people over here die, so twenty billion over there can live. After the war, there are pieces to pick up, and lives to rebuild. And even with the Reapers gone, nothing is easy.
This is another chapter too long for tumblr mobile users, so you’ll have to follow one of the archive links for the bulk of it. (Also, thanks for your patience <3)
Fifty-Eight: In a Flash of Lightning
On the one hand, Garrus knew he had to say something. On the other, since neither laughter nor keening was the appropriate response, he couldn’t say anything quite yet.
Solana half-choked, “You’ve got to be kidding,” and he wished he’d been the one to manage it, since it so perfectly encapsulated his own feelings on the subject. And yet, when he caught the shocked tilt of his sister’s head, the flare of her mandibles, he remembered her in his little grey room, sitting at his little grey desk, with the sound of rain pattering against the roof. He remembered her exasperated expression, and the exact tone of her voice as she said, “You’re a politician whether you want to be or not.”
He’d wanted her to be wrong then, even as he’d known she wasn’t.
Little as he’d liked the prospect, on some level he’d known one day he’d be called to serve the Hierarchy in a political capacity. He’d done his job too well, and even without Reapers to advise about, his knack for tactics and logistics in the face of overwhelming odds wasn’t going to go unnoticed. Not when he’d been so competent right under the primarch of Palaven’s nose.
He’d just thought he’d have more time before that call came.