#◀️ i guess?!?!?!?

[beearcheops]

Call me a cook the way I’m cooking (◀️ going insane)

[dgiacomo]

[I looked it up and I did at the back of my head, I guess XD But I wasn't actively thinking about it, hahaha!]

@wildfirechild1989

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[cal-daisies-and-briars]

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blue themed ask this time!

Oh fun!

Okay 36 for 🔼:

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It all happens because of a flat tire.

Actually, no. Scratch that. It all happens because Eddie got her pregnant. Again. None of this would have fucking happened if she wasn’t pregnant. If she wasn’t hormonal and frustrated and… Well, and pent up. 

So it happens because of a flat tire, but it also happens because Eddie knocked her up. Which means, he can’t even really be mad at her. 

Except, he will be, though.

She knows he will be. 

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Shannon is not in the mood for car troubles. 

It’s early August. She’s nineteen weeks along. Almost halfway. Which on the one hand is a good thing, because it means in a week she’ll be able to say more of it is behind her than ahead of her. But it is also a bad thing because things are going to start getting real uncomfortable real soon. 

She’s still not quite big. Like she hasn’t progressed past the phase where she just looks vaguely and kind of cutely pregnant. But he remembers that when it happens, it happens. And life will get harder. Regular tasks will be more difficult. Things like bending down to check the air pressure on your tires, when you’re on your way to physiotherapy, and one looks fucking flat. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” She snaps at the deflated rubber. 

Shannon doesn’t have the time or mental capacity for a flat tire. First of all, she’s starving. And she was going to run by In-N-Out on her way to physio because she wants a burger so badly she’s willing to kill the damn cow herself. Second, she’s already really uncomfortable and struggling to deal with it. She’s uncomfortable, and the reason why has kept her up for the past three nights, and despite being exhausted and a little grumpy, she’s still got this ridiculous fucking energy. Like a heat seeking missile.  For lack of a better word, Shannon is fucking horny. She knows why. She can rationalize it. She has a different balance of hormones right now - more of them - and increased blood circulation in some very sensitive areas.

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“It’s a little awkward,” Buck warns.

Fantastic.

“Okay?”

“Uh, I guess I just wanted to know if there’s anything I need to know,” Buck says.

Eddie doesn’t get it. 

“Huh?”

“I mean, you said you and Shannon were separated, right?” Buck asks.

Oh. Oh. Jeez, he and Maddie really are related. 

“Yes, we’re separated,” Eddie says. He’s not sure where his marital drama factors into what Buck needs to know.

“So, like, is she gonna be happy to see us, or…” Buck trails off. 

“I mean, it wasn’t…” Eddie sighs. “It wasn’t bad like that.” 

[character-profiles]

Password: ⬆️⬆️⬇️⬇️◀️▶️◀️▶️🅱️🅰️

That's not-

*A tophat descends from the heavens, landing on the Anon's head*

Well, I guess it was a code.

[overx]

▶▶️ one Dirge pls, or Raziel! up to u

send “▶▶️” to get a glimpse at a scene from my muse’s future. send “◀️◀️” to get a glimpse at a memory from my muse’s past.

How can I say no?

A smile at the recollection, at Vesper's excited question, and the awkward backtracking that ensued. Insisting it didn't have to be done, but such an earnest request... he'd probably been even more enthusiastic than the Necromancer by the end.

You're trusting me with your first tattoo Vesper! Of course I'll do it. Knowing the sentiment behind it only made him all the more determined. So many unspoken feelings, a bond distilled down to abstract patterning on skin. A secret they'd share, until the right time.

Raz flips through his sketchbook, pages already filled with ink. So many small designs in the last few days, but none of them felt quite right.

Drawing had always been an intuitive process for Raziel, he felt out each piece. Meditated to the scratching of pen on paper. Somewhere in the whitespace, he'd find the inspiration, each blank place a possibility.

In that way, art and magic are the same. Unintentional creations that flowed haphazardly from his hands, that became real without vision.

Maybe this one... The shape closes on the page, just sketchy enough not to act like a real circle.

...or.... so he'd hoped. The glow of magic is unmistakable, each stroke of his hand tying together the unseen around him. Weaving a spell whether he meant to or not.

There's familiar white fur suddenly behind his book, the room noticeably colder.

"...oops." He glances up, a lopsided smile at the Winter deity inadvertently summoned here. "I didn't mean to do that, sorry Mor." Not that it'd been the first time... but his partner is more bemused than upset.

...I guess that means it works. Hopefully Vesper and Volt will like it too.

[rabbit-dance]

Chapter 05: Outsider - Page 26

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Thanks for being so patient with me, I've had a lot going on lately, including a tiny computer upgrade with some subsequent downtime. Oh well, at least it's going now!

The biggest thing is how I made this page. This is the first page that I've made without the help of 3D character models.

Typically, I use 3D mannequins to help me with perspective, height differences, etc. But posing those models for every single frame takes a long time, and I've found (as my old animator skills return) that the 3D dolls were starting to limit the art. Poses were coming out a bit stiff for my liking, the mannequin hands can't curl the way a real hand can, and some of the joints don't work quiiiiite right, or take a lot of fiddling to look good...

So, I've been practicing and studying on top of everything to try and get back to my old level. I felt confident enough to try on this one, and guess what? Cal and Fern only took two days! Honestly the backgrounds (which I will still use 3D wherever I can, because OOF) took the longest time because I had to draw most parts of them. I also designed a stained glass window, which you can barely see in panel 2, but it's finished and it'll be very useful for Future Rabbit.

I will do my best to continue to improve not only my skills, but also my speed!

[notsohumerusnow]

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send “◀️◀️” to get a glimpse at a memory from my muse’s past.

Red stepped into the house with a flurry of snow and closed the door behind him, taking care to barricade it with that heavy wooden table once again. With that task done, he heaved a long sigh and raked his hand over his cracked features in exasperation. Peering down at his shaking hand, he frowned at the ashes smeared across the rugged bone.

"SANS?" A mousy voice would have made the lumbering skeleton jump out of his skin if he had any, whipping his skull around to stare up at the young skeleton standing at the top of the stairs, his small body silhouetted by the light coming from an open doorway, features only vaguely visible in the contrast. "WHAT'S THAT STUFF ALL OVER YOU?"

"Uh," Red stammered, desperately groping around in his thoughts for an excuse before he managed a jagged grin, "Jus' soot, Bro. Diggin' through an ol' fire pit..." He took pause, swallowing thickly beneath the others gaze before he feverishly began fishing through his pockets, managing to pull out a small but battered box. "Ya won't guess what I gotcha' though!"

"IS IT FOOD?" There was anticipation in that high voice, weak and shrill as the small skeleton hovered anxiously at the edge of the top stair.

"Ya know it is, bro!" Jus' for you!" A fingergun was shot up at him as he began for the stairs, his boots thunking loudly across the floor as he ascended the stairs. "What kinda' brother would I be if I make sure the coolest guy ever got his dinner?" He was ushering his sibling towards the open door, back into his room as he followed.

"IS IT SPAGHETTI?!" Papyrus was hopping around eagerly now, finally clamoring over to sit on the edge of his racecar bed as Red drew nearer, carefully placing the box into his awaiting hands. "YOU KNOW I LOVE SPAGHETTI!"

"Sadly not, bro, they were fresh out... but I got'cha some fries from Grillby's." He hadn't even finished his sentence before the child was ravenously pulling the box open and shoving french fries into his awaiting mouth. When he took pause to offer the large skeleton one, Red declined with a dismissive wave of his hand, "Nah, bro. All for ya. 'm not hungry." he lied. Lying had become less of a challenge as time came on, even as he tried to ignore the desperate hunger that was gnawing at the back of this thoughts. He could wait if it meant his sibling could eat.

[voltsm]

can you go in detail about the pamonha procedure

yeah sure. this will get long

first get corn cobs. it needs to still have the leaves

peel them. separate leaves that are not torn or dirty. normally second or third layer are best, the ones from deeper layer tend to be too thin

peel the hair. u can throw it all away. it is as boring and time consuming as it sounds

(psa it's pretty common to find catterpillars when peeling corn, at least here in brazil. just cut the part they are on away and pretend nothing happened)

if you manage to buy corn already cleaned up and also the leaves i guess it makes things easier. the superior experience is to have like 10 people peeling hair and throwing caterpillars at each other though

get a grater. use the side that has all the small circles, like the one you use for grating onion when u want to make it a paste

grate the corn. it is veeeeery tiring. some people cut the corn grains and use a blender but it gets too liquid imo

get a table spoon and scrape all the corn you didn't manage to get out grating. just go through it with the edge of the spoon, concave side down. trust me there is a lot left in the cob. this takes time and is also tiring xD

after u grated at least 3 cobs u will be left with a bunch of corn puree. salt it and add vegetable oil. i measure it by eye but i would say 3 cobs take about 3 tbspn of oil. some people add sugar as well (i really dislike it personally)

now to the hard part. you will need the leaves and some string, like yarn. the leaves have a triangle shape, so you will join the bases of the triangle together, like this ◀️▶️. make it overlap a bit. get some of the mixture with a laddle and put some inside the leaves. that mixture will grow in size when cooking so don't put too much. it doesnt matter it's small as long you have enough leaves for all your mixture. put a piece of cheese inside, more or less the size of your finger. the cheese needs to be of a kind that doesnt melt and is not cured. so, fold the leaves over the mixture. do it over the bowl you have the mixture in because you will fail your first try and everything will spill. trust me. when you manage, quickly grab a piece of string and go around everything horizontally and vertically, shutting it close. some people like to add more layers of leaves before closing with a string but i don't really know why besides just making it a chore to open later xD

boil water in a large pot. put ur pamonha in it and leave for about 40 minutes

here how it looks

and u open after cooking and it's solid

some people separate the mixture in half sweet and half savory and use different collored strings to identify. the preference in pamonha is pretty divisive even in one household so people just tend to acomodate both. i am a savory gal so when I am making for myself I dont bother. also i don't put cheese either i hate the taste, but this is a very, very unpopular opinion as most say the cheese is the best part

the whole process is usually a 5+ people job. guests and children usually peel the corn, older ones scrape the grated cob with a spoon and the ones with high endurance and stamina grate the corn. skilled individuals make the final product in the end. the whole thing is like an assembly line and i love it. like my grandpa's job was to cut the top of the corn with a scimitar looking ass knife and then pick the good leaves. i moved up the ranks from being a peeler to a scrapper but i was a complete disappointment in folding the pamonha so my grandma never let me touch it again

[xxbig-shotxx]

Now's Your Chance [ sad ]

[[ Part 48 ]]

Everyone's all dressed up n' shit and they look terrible because it's the 90s

They're all having a little party for the new shop because I like to think these advert creatures only get along when they're having meetings over ways to make more money or when they've expanded thier capitalist grip

Anyway wild guess over who doesn't want to be there right now and is about to make that everyone's problem

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'Untitled' Chapter 2: "Robin"

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I reveal my worst trait, I can write and read French which implies the existence of French people in 'Untitled'

I like Robin and Percy and I like them together.

They are not together for a majority of the comic, spoiler I guess but C'est la vie

Also from this point the pages are in color, not the "right" color but whatever I felt like the vibe was

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[beearcheops]

Guess who fumbled their drivers test 👉😎👉 (end me)

[soulandfuel]

Photo by @yaduveerbera --- "The Leopard Moon of Bera " 🌕🐆 The most beautiful photographs and moment captured by our team @castle_bera . I have learnt something as a wildlife photographer and from these pictures is that , sometimes you have to create moments which sometimes don't seem possible or perfect . It's that extra effort that will make it count. Always Look for opportunities and find a way to connect the dots . Also to not worry about what others will think coz sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do . As we were on a safari in Bera and it was a full moon night and I had it in mind that I wanted to photograph a leopard with the moon . I gave one camera to my staff (ranger ) who was with other guests , Nikon P1000. There were a lot of jeeps and I guess no one was really bothered about the moon , all the tourists were busy searching for the big cat . As soon as I spotted the Leopard ,I realised the moon was also rising and I was not in the right angle , but I was stuck between many other jeeps ..but luckily my ranger was not stuck in this madness ..so I asked him to park the jeep in an angle where the guests could enjoy the sighting of the leopard and told him change his angle and to create an angle where the moon when it rises should be behind the leopard . and rest is history .. Moral of the story -(As I was using a professional 800mm , which was no of no use and gave my secondary camera which was not a professional camera and it did the job ) Sometimes we think we need the best equipment or facilities, funds etc to succeed in life but sometimes it's just about efforts , creativity and passion that can do wonders . Sorry for long post but I thought I'll share the story behind these beautiful photographs . 😅 . Support and follow the photographer . Selected by : @soulandfuel . . 🎆Congrats for the feature🎆 . . ▶️Follow & use #wildlifephotographyworld to get featured on our page◀️ . . ▶️Check out Wildlife Photography World Official on Facebook ◀️ . . Image is a copyright of the photographer ©️ . . . . #wildlife #nature #wildlifephotography #naturephotography #wild #naturelovers #photooftheday #bir https://www.instagram.com/p/Cdr8rRjq8Yq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[reflected-ship]

“Ah, sorry... I guess I can get a bit carried away when it comes to sharing information...◀️”

The red ship sounds rather embarrassed, believing she had once again failed at reading the situation. More specifically, Luna’s difficulty understanding the conversation. She recovers somewhat quickly, though, as if she was used to perceived failure.

“It is pretty difficult sometimes, especially without help. It’s why I tend to stay around the same places in the Mirror World.◀️”

“Without help? Don’t you have a pi-”

“>It’s also why I usually just chill on Popstar.”

Judging by how blatant the interruption was, Magolor gets the sense Lor doesn’t want him to ask that particular question.

Roa decides not to mention it, opting to listen to Luna’s explanation.

“Interesting... I can’t say I know any of the people you mentioned, but it seems this planet is in good hands with them. Hopefully those artifacts remain well protected, whatever they may be.◀️”

Though she is curious, Roa doesn’t know if asking about such things is socially acceptable. Magolor, on the other hand, seems a bit on edge again, though he’s doing a decent job of hiding it.

“I think so? Maybe? I mean, it would make sense if they were.”

“Many do move, in fact; that’s one of the results of having a timeline. Different timelines move relative to one another, and attached universes– and in extension that universe’s dimensions– follow that movement. Parallel Dimension is one of the only areas where that movement is able to be observed, though I’d assume the same applies to Another Dimension as well.◀️”

Magolor is regretting not taking a notebook or something out here; this is all fascinating, and it seems Roa definitely knows what she’s talking about. Definitely encouraging him in his pursuit of knowledge, since it seems he still has more to learn.

Roa’s question was a bit of a surprise to him and Lor. She’d seemed to have relaxed a bit, but perhaps not as much as they’d thought.

“>Hmm… Well, I don’t think I have the answer you’re looking for on that, to tell the truth…”

Safety wasn’t really a priority when choosing a home so much as making sure it wasn’t Halcandra.

“>I’ve only been on Popstar for a few years, but nothing directly Halcandra related has occurred here in that time. I wouldn’t really consider it the safest place to be, though, other than that. It’s really pleasant here, but that gets interrupted by the just about annual invasions of those who want to take over because of it.”

Magolor almost mentions how he briefly had to help out last year because some cult decided to summon a god of destruction, but he realizes that isnt going to contribute anything meaningful to the conversation.

“Aren’t there any defenses in place?◀️”

She really sounds confused. If it’s a regular occurrence, wouldn’t preparations be made in advance?

“Kinda depends on your definition of defenses, to be honest.”

They got some knights and a pink gumball child with the capabilities of a god, but there’s not much of a military besides that.

All this new information was still really fascinating to her, even if she didn’t fully understand it. She may not be exactly the scholarly type, having decided to forgo further schooling to start working instead, but that didn’t mean she didn’t like to learn things. And, really, Luna figured anyone would find the talk about how universes and timelines moved and interacted to be worth listening to!

“I think we’ve gotten pretty far beyond my depth on this, heh.” She chuckled, just a little embarrassed that she was getting lost. “But, from what I think I understand, the way dimensions interact must be hard to narrow down! Always moving, even around different time lines, it’s a shock you and Lor can get where you want to go at all! It’s amazing!”

Luna stayed silent as Lor answered Roa’s question. At least out of all the invasion attempts, Halcandra had never been involved. Perhaps Popstar was safe in that sense, anyway. She… also still didn’t know too much about the last incident, just that Kirby and some of his friends had needed to fight and defeat an actual God. She still wasn’t sure how to feel about that.

This question Luna felt she could say something more about. “Oh, we do! Though it’s hard to prepare for so many different kinds of threats. Most homes are either reinforced or have safe rooms for when things get bad. Like, for the last one, I stayed in my house until it was over.”

“We have more proactive defenses, too!” Luna added. “A lot of strong people live here that tend to be on the front lines in a sense when an invasion happens. Like Kirby, the king, Sir Metaknight… Especially Kirby.” She said that with a proud smile. “They manage to repel each attempt. I think that maybe the only real reason it still happens is because Popstar has so many powerful magic artifacts.”

[askbookwormflareon]

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“Heehee, what’s with that look, Chance?“

“No one from my village thought I would survive my first year, let alone become strong enough to evolve. Guess I showed all of them, huh?”

“Chance...”

“Hmm?”

“Forget about them, you’re with us now.”

[beearcheops]

God can’t stop me from making shitposts even if he tried

[beearcheops]

fuck my stupid baka life