#And his boys

[rafielo]

Hello. We're all very happy to be here tonight. Umm... First of all I'd like to introduce my Buns, This is Annie, This is Anthony, This is Ghost Bunny, I'm Rafielo, And This is Candy and This is Eliza...

[carebearos]

"Dada, can we have another cookie?"

"You know the rules, Maki. Just one for snacks. You can't eat too much sugar." Satoshi looks at the cookie his son has eaten halfway through. They are ridiculously big, unable to fit in the toddler's hand. What is Dad thinking?

"Why?" Maki asks again. He's not letting this one go easily. Is Grandad Kei's baking that good?

Satoshi sighs. "Because you might get really hyper and find it hard to sleep."

"But Dada, sugar rush is a myth."

Satoshi's eyebrows shoot up. He looks at the kid on his lap just to check if he heard right. "What was that?"

"Sugar rush is not suh... s-suh-yen-fi-chik. If we eat more sugar, we will have sugar crash and get tired. Then we'll sleep."

"H-Wh--" Satoshi sputters, finding himself at a loss for words. "And where are you getting this?"

"Siri, of course."

Satoshi has even more questions now. Meanwhile, Risa just starts giggling, "See? That's tiny Satoshi. 100%."

Satoshi chuckles. "There's about 5% of you there. I will never ask for a second cookie."

"Touché. Meanwhile that little guy on your right..."

"You. Definitely you."

"Mmhmm. Good food? Warm hug? Happy."

Both parents chuckle.

"Dada. Do we get more cookie?"

Little Maki is still looking intently at his dad, waiting for his reward. Satoshi looks at his wife. She nods. "Half each."

"Okay, half each. Good enough?"

The boy pouts and sighs. "Fine..."

Satoshi bites a smile back. He never thought he'd survive a life-threatening curse to see the day that his toddler swindles an extra cookie out of him. With science, at that.

ps: this post is not in any way promoting eating too much sugar. many sugar still bad.

[lesbxdyke]

I could think of no better way to share the news than this!

So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.

Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.

Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!

Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)

He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!

I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!

Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:

[paper-lilypie]

something something just my luck

[harumscarumcos]

tbh I do not think that Vander is beating the “Claggor is his biological son” allegations

[lithiumseven]

Jason: It’s your spleen! You lost an ORGAN Tim, you should have told us!

Tim: So? You don’t have your tonsils, that’s an organ!

Dick: That’s not the same and you kn-

Jason: Jokes on you, my tonsils grew back in the Lazarus Pit so your argument doesn’t even make sense!

Dick, now fully turned toward Jason: Your tonsils did WHAT

[prlssprfctn]

Bruce, adopting Dick: Aw-w, what a sweet little kid! Surely, he is so polite, and—

Dick, the instance he gets in the battle: You fucking disappointment of a person, and (string of curses on his mother language)

Bruce: Oh. Okay.

Bruce, adopting Jason: Well, Jason was well-mannered and soft-spoken so far, so, maybe—

Jason to the random goon: You motherfucking asshole, I am going to shove this boa to your—

Bruce: Right. Okay.

Bruce, making Stephanie his Robin: Maybe...

Stephanie, using the same street language Jason did, if not worse: I FUCKED YOUR MOM, YOU SON OF A—

Bruce: Whatever.

Bruce, eying suspiciously quiet Tim, who came to interrogate the goon for the first time as a Robin: ?

Tim, the minute door closed behind him: Listen to me, you pathetic excuse of a man, I am going to fuck you up, in an—

Bruce, sighing: Yeah. Honestly. Whatever.

Bruce, staring at angry Damian, who looks like he is about to explode, but keeps up as much as he can: Go on, chump. Say what you want.

Damian, staring at the floor with the deadliest stare ever: Not to sound unbecoming, but... Loser. -_-

Bruce, flabbergasted: ...Okay.

[wasabi-gumdrop]

local ladies man’s signature move totally useless against autistic monster enthusiast. more on Kabru’s fumble era at 6

[menmysister]

“Hey man please make something normal at craft night this time”

[doctorsiren]

Gravity Falls AU where everything is exactly the same except Bill’s parents are alive and well, and they’re just so proud of their chaotic dream demon son

[citree]

More older Kieran!! He’s still figuring things out 🥹

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

THIS IS SO MUCH FUN!

[leiandroid]

"free palestine," he shouted until his last breath. aaron bushnell, we will never forget you.

as much as bushnell's actions has moved us all, please seek other ways to take actionable measures against the injustices we face in the world. none of us wanted him gone, and the least we can do is prevent another such tragedy by supporting each other in our efforts to enact lasting change.

[malenjoyer]

WE'RE SO BACK

[lilislegacy]

imagine being someone at new rome university and not knowing percy is the same guy as “percy jackson, son of poseidon, two-time hero of olympus, former praetor” because the thought doesn’t even cross your mind. like… he’s percy. he’s a total frat boy. on a normal night, he walks into a party, refers to everyone as bro or dude, socializes with every living (and not-living) person in the room, makes at least 50 sarcastic comments, plays 12 rounds of beer pong, drinks way too much, and then skates around campus on his skateboard yelling “I LOVE NEW YORK” (which makes no sense, because they’re in california) until someone calls his girlfriend to come get him.

and then one day there’s an attack, and frat boy percy is all of a sudden a fighting machine. he’s yelling battle cries alongside the praetors frank zhang and hazel levesque as they lead everyone into battle. (why is he with the praetors? and why…. why in the world do the praetors seem to be following his lead?) his sword slashes through armies of monsters faster than you’ve ever seen. he’s controlling the entire river surrounding the camp, creating huge waves as tall as skyscrapers that crash down all around him, wiping out monsters and causing mass destruction to his enemies’ ranks. the sky is suddenly dark above you, ice-cold water droplets are slashing through the air, and the wind is blowing so aggressively that it’s making it hard to stand up steadily. because he’s somehow created a hurricane.

and he looks terrifying. you can feel the power radiating off of him. he’s like a god. or maybe a monster. it’s hard to tell. you’re a little scared of him, to be honest. but also in total awe, because it’s extraordinary. he’s extraordinary.

frat boy percy is not who you thought he was.