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they get to be sleepy and happy as a treat (might color/render this someday)
visions of palps treating corries like theyâre chatCG.
fox is guarding the chancellor in his office. palps is tapping away in increasingly visible frustration on his datapad. fox has been mentally playing the trooper snake game, where he thinks of a designation and then has to think of another trooper whose designation begins with the last digit of the previous.
heâs three hundred and sixteen troopers deep into his game, almost a personal best, when
palps, not looking up: you are a sith expert
fox, mouthing the words in his bucket: iâm a what
palps: iâm going to ask you questions about this ritual. *flicks it to foxâs comm* answer from that expertâs perspective the requirements of this ritual should i wish to scale up the effect by fifteen percent
fox:
palps:
fox: i require⊠resources⊠to assess? this?
palps: *flicks a few more things across* the kaminoans are not worth what we paid here is my previous assessment
fox, screaming internally and in chat: lads look at this spooky sith shit the chancellor just sent me
[documents opened by] cody, thorn, rex, ponds, doom, bacaraâ
Morphological differences between thorns, spines, and prickles
"Every rose has its thorns" - wrong. Prickles
my friend keeps sending the groupchat voice notes of her eating bussy and calling it "asmr"..... bro go study for your physics exam đ
hi sorry uh. incredible miscommunication on my part lmfao.
my bad yall
Iâve been obsessed with this tiktok for days now
Person: "Hello sir." he pets the frog with one finger.
Person: "Have a good day. Actually wait a minute. You missed a bug, but I got you home boy. Hold on." he picks a bug up and throws it next to the frog.
Frog: turns around and eats the bug.
Person: "OHHHHH-" sings high pitched and angelic like he witnessed a miracle.
I would also make this sound, because I've never seen a video of a frog being good at its job before
elm trees my only friend
every tree grabbed my ass and beat me senseless. so much so that my allergist scribbled more trees! and yet the lovely elm cradled and comforted me
hitchhikers may be escaping inmates - 1/1
After an eon, Sifo-Dyas opens his eyes to find himself on a ground. It feels like there should be an inch of water there, but no wetness clings to him. It glows, like phosphorescent moss in a dark forest, and he tries to grasp at it. It slips through his fingers, warm and tingling. There is text of some sort running along its sides. Itâs familiar in the way that language develops, like the evolution of Tythanâs glyphs. The one for the sound ma, now found as the very helpful particle that can create a verb from almost any adjective or noun, began as the face of a cat; if you squinted at the glyph, as it exists now, and turned it sideways, you might be able to see it. There is someone else with him. He turns his head to the side and an old man with a long beard looks back at him. His wrinkles have wrinkles; Sifo-Dyas would be hard-pressed to determine if Master Yoda or this old man was more wrinkled. âYou should not be here,â the old man says. Sifo-Dyas shrugs at him.Â
Sifo-Dyas falls for a very long time, through a very strange place, and ends up about two universes to the left and in-between their fabric. There are people he doesnât know, someone he thought he knew, and someone he could have known.
The beautiful and endangered Dumb Gulper Shark
free daeron from his crazy dadđ
âThe Fall of the Rebel Angelsâ (c.1410) by The Limbourg Brothers ⯠Celestial bodies cascade through illuminated chaos
Daily painting 213/365
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give your sugah some sugar
i see yâall with your âsteven goes to work at the mystery shackâ headcanons and iâve just gotta say⊠he would absolutely be the sketchiest person in gravity falls
the 2nd gravity falls summer (bc you know there would be more than one) the mystery is âwhat the fuck is wrong with this traumatized pink teenagerâ instead of âwho is the author of the journalsâÂ
with such great hits asÂ
mabel (upon seeing stevenâs gem): youâre PERMANENTLY BEDAZZLED?????
dipper: ugh gideonâs the worst
steven: oh yeah I hate it when your friends try to kill you, but you just gotta wait it out and be patient with them and theyâll come around to you eventually
dipper: what. the fuck.
the kids repainting the sign when mabel drops her paintbrush to the ground by accident, cue steven being like ânp iâll get itâ and walking straight off the edge of the roofÂ
mabel: i hate that picture of me, 4th gradeâs the worst
steven: haha yeahâŠgradesâŠthose exist⊠i definitely didnât look exactly the same from ages 8 to 14 for complicated shapeshifting reasons
âour grunkle stan is kind of a sketchy guyâ âoh no way most of my family are war criminalsâ
steven: *breaks a cup* aw shit *licks it and it seals back together*Â
dipper: *furiously taking notes*
theres no possible way that steven âhavenât you noticed Iâm a starâ universe doesnât come over to mabelâs slumber parties w/ candy and grenda and casually mention his girlfriend who a. is literally a knight in shining armor, b. has taken down multiple genocidal dictators thousands of times her size, not to mention c. mastering the art of swordfighting when she was twelve and d. saving his life and the lives of all the beach city residents on a regular basis
dipper: *trying to reach something on a high shelf*
steven: oh here you go *shapeshifts his arm to grab it and bring it down*
dipper: ??????thanks??
playing w/ waddles and nonchalantly saying something about missing his own large, pink pet, a magical lion that can teleport and that he has ridden into battle multiple times
(at suzyâs diner) steven: donât worry, iâll get the billÂ
various pines: thanks man
steven: itâs cool, my dadâs a millionaire
dipper:
itâs honestly the funniest fucking thing to imagine steven outright not even PRETENDING to hide any of the unusual parts of himself, but dipper still acting as if itâs all some giant conspiracy heâs going to crack by the end of summer.
mabel:Â âdipper, stop being such a dummy-dumb, he literally TOLD us that heâs half gem on his motherâs side!â
dipper, chewing furiously on his pen:Â âyeah, but what does that MEAN???â
steven: Oh my mom used to be an alien overlord sent to earth to drain it of its resources. But she didnt want to so she lead a rebellion against my aunts and grandma which i had to finish a couple years Grunkle Ford: huh, so thats what happened to the gem authority
The implication that Ford knows exactly what Steven is and just left Dipper to obsess over it anyway is gold
âeveryone is mad at me and they just wonât tell meâ â> âno one has said anything about being mad at me and i havenât done anything to warrant being mad at so if someone is silently fuming about me and not saying anything thatâs their problem and actually quite weird of them and i can effortlessly move on with my lifeâ
this took SUCH a huge deal of unlearning because, like so many of you, i came out of a home where being quietly in trouble WAS the default state, and i DID grow up not just with the assumption but borderline religious conviction that Everyone Is Mad At Me, I Am Bad, I Must Exist In A Constant State of Attempting to Pacify The Natural Rage I Inspire In Everyone. and no it actually turns out that my family are the freaks . and yours are too
âthis isnât true because i DEFINITELY silently fume at people in the hopes theyâll figure out what they did and apologizeâ thatâs not good. you shouldnât do that
âthis isnât true because the ex-friendship that traumatized me ended explosively after they were mad at me and never told me whyâ thatâs not good. they shouldnât be doing that
âi donât think this is true because my current friend group is constantly icing me out until i figure out what ive done to upset them and properly apologized without being toldâ hey thats not good. they should not be doing that
if the peacefulness of your relationship with someone (familial, romantic, friendly, anything) can be destroyed by effective communication/asking them for effective communication, you have got to get out of there. if you canât get out of there, youâve got to throw away any ideas about what that person thinks of you because they have their own shit to figure out before they can accurately read anyone else
GalĂĄpagos hawk hitching a ride on a giant tortoise By: Tui A. de Roy From: Wildlife of the Islands 1980
Apparently they just do this all the time
Jurassic Park 2.
GraugĂ€nse (greylag geese) im BĂŒsnauer Wiesental, Vaihingen.