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[lisandra-phillips]

I yawned a hundred times while I was drawing this🥱

[emmitsu-art]

Day 2: Animals in Eden

Did you know the Purple Frog (Nasikabatrachus sahyadrensis) spends it’s whole life underground, only emerging during the monsoons to mate.

[lisandra-phillips]

Just look at this excited guy🤩

[writing-prompt-s]

You’re a regular office worker born with the ability to “see” how dangerous a person is with a number scale of 1-10 above their heads. A toddler would be a 1, while a skilled soldier with a firearm may score a 7. Today, you notice the reserved new guy at the office measures a 10.

[captain-acab]

You decide it’s best to find out what you can about this person. Cautiously, you approach his desk. He’s a handsome man, tall, but with a disarming smile. How could such a friendly guy with such cute, dorky glasses be dangerous?

You extend your hand. “I noticed you’re new here. What’s your name?”

He shakes your hand warmly. His gaze is piercing, as if he’s looking right through you. “The name’s Clark,” he says. “So, how long have you worked for the Daily Planet?”

[misscrazyfangirl321]

This one wins.

[janothar]

It’s been a few weeks, and one of Clark’s friends shows up.  She’s pretty and all, enough muscle that she must work out.  First thought would be that she should be maybe a 6.

Clark’s introducing her around.  “This is my good friend, Diana, she’s in from out of town.”

You blink, and take a step back in fear.  You’ve never seen an 11 before.

[aniseandspearmint]

The day Bruce Wayne shows up for his long promised interview with Lois Lane, you can’t help it, the mug your holding drops from your fingers and sends a shock of hot coffee and ceramic shards across the floor.

Clark stops a few feet away and squints at you worriedly from behind those ridiculous glasses you’re 99% sure he doesn’t actually need, and asks tentatively, “Everything all right?”

You ignore him in favor of staring at the inky dark numerals hovering over the beaming fool gesticulating some fantastic yacht story for a gaggle of secretaries and minor columnists.

That’s it. Your gift has officially gone haywire. There is no other explanation. Because there is absolutely no way that Brucie Wayne is a 10.

[petitstar]

At this point, you’ve seen it all. Miled manner reporters and billionaires at a 10 and a model-like woman at 11. You were really starting to doubt your power. The day you really stopped believeing in it was when Bruce Wayne came for another visit, and this time with a kid. The kid couldn’t be more than 10 years old, a bit on the short side.

He was an 8.

[lainathewitch]

The day you started believing in it again was when you saw on tv the formation of something called the justice league.

There were those same numbers over superman, batman, wonder woman and robin. That’s when you put two and two together. You wonder how nobody at the daily planet noticed that Clarke was Superman with glasses. You wonder why you didn’t notice. You wonder why nobody put two and two together that Diana Prince and Wonder Woman looked exactly the same. You look in the mirror as the realization hit you and you see your own number change from a 3 to a 9.

[ribbonsflyingoutthewindow]

I don’t think I’ve ever actually reblogged this magnificent post and that’s shame.

[dc-comics-heritage-posts]

dc comics heritage post

[snuffysbox]

Next up on the Stardew comic - What happened during the gridball date 🏈

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[few-marbles-short]

That is an awesome as hell scene transition.

[thepromiscuousfinger]

[hunter-rodrigez]

So I do 3D modeling and printing as a hobby, and a few weeks ago I designed wheel guards meant to prevent office chairs from running over cables and clothes... or your pet's tail.

I got the idea from cowcatchers old locomotives used to have.

Anyways, yesterday I uploaded the model to Thingiverse, and just hours after uploading it, the Community Relationship Manager of the whole website left a comment suggesting I enter the model into a competition that's currently being held on the site.

So I did... and now it's in third place not even a day later. First place is $500, but the competition still has a month to go.

Then the Community Manager contacted me again, telling me they want to feature my model in an upcoming design promotion.

Just, what is happening? I mostly made this thing for myself in, like, an hour, and now it's suddenly super popular? This is all a little bit overwhelming 😵‍💫

Other models I worked on for weeks didn't get nearly as popular. I swear, it's impossible to predict what people will like.

Anyways, if you want to print the wheel guards yourself, you can get the model here or here.

I also made a quiet version you can stick furniture felt pads on.

[these-violet-delights-fic]

People love simple, extremely practical things. I hope you win!

[ghosttrolls]

I like in avatar when they sneak into omashu and Aang is like "I'm mr Pippinpaddleopsicopolis" and the king thinks "this is obviously Aang, my old friend, who is still 12 for some weird reason" and then turns around and goes "of course, mr Pippinpaddleopsicopolis"

[absolutely-esme]

I headcanon that part of why he recognizes him is that Aang is using a name that Boomie made up as part of a bit that became a running gag between them and he's 100% doing the voice and act that went along with it.

If Aang had shown up as Aang, his old friend probably would have thought it was just a rare surviving descendant of the air nomads who happened to have the same name as his old friend (who would surely be an old man by now, if he was still alive).

But Mr. Pippinpaddleopsicopolis only ever existed in the one context and was so hyperspecific that any other explanation would have made even less sense than Aang somehow being here now and still 12.

[dragongirlsweetie]

girls love the overgrown megastructure. girls want to live in the overgrown megastructure. girls want to build communities and societies in the overgrown megastructure

[librarian-raichu]

Damn right we do, look at that thing

[voidsetup1]

and out of the darkness - you you you you you

[khepiari]

One Piece 1145 Spoilers: Someone Stop Luffy before he kills Loki by over caring!

Someone stop Luffy before he kills Loki with overzealous caring.

Lu that’s not how you do it.

Please I am begging you.

Please stop. You cannot aggressively befriend everyone you meet. On a second note, that’s the only way he knows how to make friends.

He annoyed him so much that Loki sat up.

[bersov]

🥺my two Shaylas I adore them

[rhythminwhite]

AGAIN. THEM

[foodffs]

Perfect Rhubarb Crisp

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Is this how you roll?

[foodffs]

[foodffs]

Best Strawberry Poke Cake

Recipe:  https://sweetandsavorymeals.com/strawberry-poke-cake/

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Is this how you roll?

[foodffs]

[foodffs]

MISSISSIPPI MUD CUPCAKES

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Is this how you roll?

[sibyl-n-silver]

[Transcript:

Stanford and Jolene are in Backupsmore’s library. Stanford leans against a table, wearing an orange turtleneck and brown pants, he has one hand in his pocket, the other rests over his chest.

Jolene is sitting opposite him, wearing a red and brown plaid skirt, a black turtleneck and cardigan. Her hair is auburn, long and curly. She has freckles and blue eyes.

Stanford: You’re ignoring me.

Jolene: Not intentionally.

Stanford: Did I scare you away?

Jolene: I don’t scare easily.

(Something drips into Jolene’s hand.)

(Jolene looks at her hand. More blood drips into it. She looks up at the ceiling and frowns at the stain of wet, dripping blood forming there.)

(Opposite her, Stanford is confused at Jolene’s expression. He follows her gaze. There’s nothing to see.)

Stanford: New neck exercises?

Jolene: Uhm…

(She looks back up at the ceiling. It’s just a regular ceiling.)

Jolene (flustered): Yes! Actually.

Jolene: You know, that reminds me: I have a question for you!

Stanford: You always have a question for me. This time, before you ask, let’s talk a little ‘quid pro quod’.

Stanford: You get to ask a question, I get to ask you a question.

Jolene: Okay. What’s your question?

Stanford (jokingly): How many college professors does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

(Jolene rolls her eyes)

Stanford: Don’t answer that! That’s not the real question.

Stanford (seriously): My real question to you is: Do you claim to have supernatural powers?

Jolene: Define ‘supernatural’

Stanford: Ah! Now we’re getting somewhere! Do you claim to be connected to the supernatural?

Jolene: Sometimes it feels that way.

(Stanford pauses. Thinking.)

Stanford (squinting): How do you know—

Jolene (cutting him off): Okay, that was your one question! Now it’s my turn.

(Stanford tuts, feigning annoyance.)

Jolene: If somebody said to you that there would be five signs, then death would come. What would you think?

Stanford: I would think about selling my house and moving to the nearest police station

Jolene: I’m being serious

Stanford: That’s what scares me. So what’s going on?

(Jolene looks to the ceiling. Then to her hand. Then to Ford, squinting.)

Jolene: Not yet.

(Stanford smiles, squinting at her.)

Transcript end.]

Ghostwhisperer x Dirty Work au aka “Ford applying for that PHD in meaningful and deep friendships with beautiful women, 1970’s, colorized.”

[slipng]

your dashboard is mothed ི༘ ࿔̥̊ཐི༏ཋྀ󠀮

[lemonlamblaura]

@cuddlingdragons