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Love Begins
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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Acquired Stardust
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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THAT IS NOT "✨💖BABYGIRL💖✨"
THAT IS AN
EXTREMELY
and I want to be clear on this
EXTREMELY TRAUMATIZED
42 YEAR OLD MAN
HIS PANTS!???
the true elation and dopamine hit I get when I have a friendly random conversation with a stranger in public needs to be studied
no this is exactly it
re-posting bc reblogs got turned off etc
*slide whistle* Ah cmon man not my gablins
please read this story of a man accidentally discovering his wife is the world's best Tetris player
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“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”
What Flewin said next I will never forget.
“Oh, my!”
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TL;DR on the article
The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.
The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.
They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.
She overhears that she needs to beat 500-something, and keeps going, setting the record at 841.
which, they later find out, is her second-best record
There was a decent but ultimately forgettable fantasy novel I read a long time ago that had a single moment that stuck with me.
The protagonist has just won the world famous sword fighting competition in the big, rich capital and is talking to his mentor, and says something about being the best swordsman in the world. The mentor frowns and tells him that no, he isn't. He is the best swordsman out of the people that could afford to show up to this tournament. There could be a mercenary way out in the mountains, patrolling a snow encrusted fort's walls that could kick his ass and there was no way to know until he was already losing to the guy.
I think about that a lot, and how for every apparently dominant competitor, there might be a fucking ronin out there somewhere capable of destroying them.
Always reblog tetris ronin lady
*sandwich voice* the world is vast and beautiful and i have a sandwich
*wiggles fingers* balicazam!! Your sandwich is now yarn
idk what you did and normally i wouldn't complain but my sandwich has straight up vanished as if by dark magic
im not even joking my sandwich is gone and i am fucking pissed
motherFUCKER i bet i lost it on the railway tracks
ok im on a train right now. so what happened is I was rushing with my precariously-stacked luggage with my sandwich on the top. and unfortunately it was a vertical sandwich (baguette) and i didn't tie the plastic baggie shut. fucker slid right out of its wrapper
somewhere in this train station is a single perfect naked sandwich lying peaceably on the ground
MOTHERFUCKER I WAS RIGHT i lost it wheeling my luggage (jostling) across the tracks. i can see it from the fucking window. it's just sitting there, taunting me
the train leaves in 5 min, I'm already in my seat, and as stated the sandwich is lying buttnaked on the train tracks.
i still kinda wanna run and get it tho
hey op are you still alive
sorry i was busy staring out a train window. yeah got my sammich
yes i risked missing my train for a dirt sandwich, and paused to take a tumblr photo of said sammy. my decision-making skills are extensive and highly-developed.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a sandwich to eat.
getting jabbed by one of those sexy unethical nurses w/ a giant syringe but then she deposits it into a giant syringe disposal box because she's not That unethical
starting a collection
HES THIRSTY
fanfic is extremely hard
chaotic muppets interview
These are the words of puppeteers who should not be up this early
slightly furious reminder that fish do in fact feel pain and do in fact experience fear and distress when in pain since people seem to love spreading the myth that fish don't feel pain. what is it with people assuming a creature is incapable of feeling pain or emotion just because it doesn't have complex facial muscles. come on gang
As my main income, I work with fish in a specialty pet store that's privately owned (so I'm allowed to say no and be stern to customers when it's needed).
You learn really quickly that not only do fish have individual personalities and emotions but they also have memories and recognize people! There are certain fish who will only come out for me and hide for everyone else. The pufferfish spits at me because she gets pissy that I haven't fed her. The flowerhorn bites everyone but me and my coworker when we clean his tank. I trained a fire eel to come up and eat directly out of my hand.
Fish are beautiful complex creatures and I thank the universe everyday that I get to work in a place where I'm encouraged to tell animal abusers to fuck right off.