One Nice Bug Per Day

Andulka
styofa doing anything

if i look back, i am lost
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@neo-harmonia
Preparing for his bake off tomorrow
WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE.
Wait you’re righr what ARE those?????
"Greetings to the Universe in 55 Different Languages", a poem compiled out of messages from the Voyager spacecraft
No jokes this time
So before anything else, let me just apologize for my disappearance. Yet again. I’ve been going through ups and downs in my life that have left me feeling beyond down. That being said, I’m recovering slowly. Very slowly.
I’m not sure if I ever mentioned this, but I’m a writer. I mostly indulge in fanfiction though. For me, writing is my absolute passion. Something I enjoy doing and something I adore. Recently I have been struggling a bit, but I do not want to let it get me down. I don’t want to give it up without even trying simply because I am afraid. It’s the same with this blog. Writing for these characters is a joy, genuinely. I love them, the setting they live in, the plot their stories tell. Everything. I know it may not seem like it with how long I have vanished (and kept vanishing) but it’s the truth.
So I’m returning. I know I’ve said that so many times before, and even made up cute comeback announcements, but I won’t give up on this blog I made with so much passion and joy. I will finish the asks in my inbox as well as the drafts. I will warn you, however, it will be a bit slow. As I have said, I am slowly returning to this normality. That being said, it would mean a lot to me if one simple question was answered—do you want this blog to return? I have been away for so long and I honestly have not been in the fandom for a while. I have no idea what has been going on. So I do want to know if the readers are still around and if they’re still interested in this blog. It would mean a lot to me to know if this blog is still looked over every now and then.
Thank you very much, and I have missed all of you! 💛💛
oh yeah, with the new size limit for .gifs this thing can finally be posted
what the fuck
I just….?
TREASURE THIS POST. IT ONLY APPEARS ON YOUR DASH ONCE IN A BLUE MOON I SWEAR
forget posting cringe to scare off Twitter folks, we just gotta make this appear to be the constant vibe here and we’ll be good skdjskksks
Hacker adjusts his position on the window sill. A hand moves to activate his scanning device, familiarity the result of muscle memory that comes with the job.
He looks in the distance, then turns. “Swindler? Do you see that?”
She rests at his side, peering out the window to better observe the colorful airship flying past. “Is-is that…?”
“I think it says what I think it says.” Hacker once more adjusts the view through his scanner.
“The hell’s going on.” Courier’s voice carries to the duo from behind. Voice nonchalant, lips having parted from his cigarette only for the duration of the talk.
“It’s imagine-akudama-drive!” Swindler announces. The excitement in her voice succeeds in drawing the attention from the rest of the Akudama, all having been occupied in their own activities. “The sign says they’re back!”
“HELL YEAH!” Brawler’s enthusiasm only catches onto Hoodlum, who stands to join his brother in arms.
“That blog has been gone for so long, I bet they fled because they feared they could never do me justice!” Hoodlum throws an arm across Brawler’s shoulders. “After all, can anyone really capture my magnificence? Me, who has a five trillion year sentence?”
Doctor shoots at a glance at the two men, attention momentarily deviated from her cell phone. “Five trillion?”
Hoodlum stammers for a reply, Brawler hitting his back in encouragement, as Cutthroat rushes to Swindler’s side in quick strides.
“Red! They even made the sign red!” For once his attention rests elsewhere other than on his claimed angel. “Such a lovely color!”
“‘Imagine-akudama-drive is back once again!’” Hacker reads. “So their hiatus is over or what?”
“It must be!” Swindler recovers from Cutthroat’s interference. “They do say third times the charm, so I’m guessing they’re officially back.”
“That shithead will finally be getting things done.”
“Well, this should be interesting. And just when I was getting bored.”
Swindler smiles. “Let’s hope for the best!”
***
Is it a drone? Is it the Shinkansen (🙏)? No…
It’s imagine-akudama-drive!! 🎉🎉🥳🎉
…
……i know, the Shinkansen would have been cooler…
Enough with the jokes, yes siree, I. Am. Back. And this is totally not the third time I’ve said that.
That’s right, we’re back in business! Before anything else, let me just give a huge, huge, HUGE apology. I know I’ve made little comebacks only to dip back into my hole. I have had to make some pit stops, and it’s taken me a bit longer than I thought to get out of them. I have had to face some minor struggles, but I am here once again. There are sooo many things I want to do. One of those things is to write more. I want to engage more in this blog and with all of you!
So without further ado, we are back in action! I am currently working on the requests in my drafts/inbox, but if you’d all like you can still send in asks nevertheless! I know that’s a lot to ask considering how many times I’ve vanished, but either way, I welcome any and all of you!
Once again, thank you very much for all of your patience. It truly means a lot to me. Again, I apologize for the long absence, but luckily and hopefully, that is behind us now. I have so many treats planned for you all, and I am just overall super excited to be back!
Here’s hoping for some more writing, because after all, Swindler did say third times the charm! 💜💕💜
Spooky season is closer than you think.
Wednesday April 19.
today, nearly 2,000 years ago, someone in pompeii baked bread.
Ahh, picture it. The time, around 2,000 years ago—the place, Pompeii. Simpler, happier times in some ways; and for the ruthless power games, insatiable sexual appetites, wild ambition, and creative genius, less so in others. However, following yesterday's foray into pastries, and all things fluffy, warm, and flakey, it dawned on us that this day around 2,000 years ago a happy chappy somewhere in the city's magnificent walls got to work and made some bread. CIL vol. IV 8972: XIII K. Maias panem feci—which translates as: On April 19th I made bread. And we love that for you, even millennia later! So, one day after our sweet celebration, it's time to pay homage to pastries' savory counterparts by marking April 19 with #bread. And a happy 2,000th anniversary to whichever miscellaneous Pompeian who decided not simply to make bread, but to mark the occasion with graffiti. But how do we know this? Well, it is thanks to the enquiring minds as evident in this post from @todayiwrotenothing, and indeed this commemoration on Reddit. Every day is a school day over here on The Internet.
Today it comes in countless forms, shapes, and sizes: wholewheat, rye, sourdough, multigrain bread, baguette, ciabatta, pumpernickel, soda, focaccia, cornbread, bagel, flatbread, naan, brioche, challah, and, last but by no means least, the ever-trusty white bread. As you will shortly see in the following string of bready content, this is simple yet limitless food: it can be braided, made by illustrated cats, or indeed constructed in the shape of the dashboard's beloved, hapless vessel, the good ship Ever Given.
So here's to you, as-yet-unnamed Pompeian who not only makes the bread, but brags about it too. We think you would have enjoyed this one-day tribute to your escapades here with #bread. We shall submit a formal application to rename it Tumbread, in your honor. But that's still not all: rumor has it there is sister graffiti that reads "Olivia condita XVII Kalendas Novembres"—so come back on November 16th for preserved olives.
seeing that Zexal Oneshot Duelist tournament thing made me remember my old favs, which led me to reread the wonderful fic @neo-harmonia wrote so many years back and well- Wolf/Coyote art came as a result lol
i am still a fan of the idea of pretty boy Wolf just having the stupidest big crush on his mess of a teammate while Jackal just watches it all go down like "sigh, any day now, man."
Ahh, thank you! I'm genuinely touched you enjoyed my fic enough to remember it! 🥰 Writing for the Fallguys was such a joy, and even now I still find myself thinking about them on random days 💛💛
huh. something small but unexpected happened and it threw me off my rhythm. the whole day is ruined now. its gonna take me 3-5 business days to recover
Oops
This dramatic birb
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An interesting example of reinforcement learning
If you met your younger self what would you say to him/her?
Stop putting so much emphasis on needing validation from other people. Tell your old best friend she was being an asshole before you had to lie your way out of the friendship. It’s okay to stick up for yourself
I’d tell myself: “You’re smart enough to get a college scholarship, so quit skipping school, dumbass.”
Oh, and “stop wearing baggy clothes and show off that perfect body while you can!”