#Exotic Age

[emacrow]

Poison Ivy's little sprout

Ivy just got back to her main base after a lil three month fun vacation with Harley and Cat women. Only to see her giant plants seemingly a foot or two away from one lil growing pod sprout literally shaking as if the Fear of God was put into them.

Now she doesn't remember planting this lil bud, it was sickly green in the leaves and steam, the pod itself seem to be glowing blue that the size of a peach. The chaotic maddening whispers from the plants around her wouldn't even come close enough to where she stand right in front of the lil sprout.

They seem more afraid of this lil plant then the last time Harley accidentally brought her an invasive species plant that sass the hell out of the other plants until she secretly relocated it away.

She grab her plant shovel and replant it into a slightly bigger pot, picking it up and walking toward her lab part that didn't had much plants there, considering the big plant babies immediately took over the previous place where that tiny plant was and inched away from where she was walking to.

Maybe it was sick, with how pale and bright green the plant was and whatever fruit was growing was sucking the literal life out of the plant. She could probably add some extra nutrients and plant fertilizer to help it grow until it was ripe to be plucked. Watering it with enough to last the week after putting extra fertilizer.

Taking just one tiny bud leaf since the silent was deafening coming from this plant was completely abnormal to her to a degree that something was very wrong or this plant was alien not from earth's native plants.

Weeks of research turned to months as she watch with pure heavy fascinating interest, seeing that the leaf she cut off turn into an unstable green goopy mess of dna not even an 15 minutes off the plant. It made Ivy wonder what kind of giant peach was growing from it with how it glow so bright purple yet ominous at night. Her lab never felt so cold yet the heater was on 79 degree for her plant babies.

It was by month of September that was a surprise, when Harley came over to help pick the super sized fresh vegetables and fruits off the other plants to maks chicken salads, not noticing that Harley took the large peach fully ripe from the plant she had been observing on.

She was chopping carrots up into bite sized pieces before Harley's voice spoken out.

"Um.. Ivy? I don't know where you got this plant from that momotaro movie, but I think you just grow a boy from a peach."

Ivy turned around immediately to see Harley looking rather shocked as well, with a peach juice covered sleeping baby boy lay in a half way peeled peach. A wet curly black hair with grey eyes that she know in her gut that it will turn blue later.

Oh no.. she caught the bat-bait disease.

"We're not keeping him." Poison ivy said sternly and sharp to steel herself from that sappy adorable puppy eyed look Harley was giving her.

🥺

"Harley, we don't even have-

🥺🥺🥺

"Har-

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

"...."

"One night and then it straight to the the good orphanage near the rich area." Poison ivy sighed, pinching her nose.

"Yessss!" Harley cheered, holding the baby up like he was simba.

It was only for the night, what the worse that could happen.

......

......

......

She was weak to that stare and she knew it.

Poison could only sighed, holding two month old Dara in the baby sling, staring sat which baby outfit to pick, the olive green that had the baby duckies or fern green with the adorable flower patterns.

(Thanks the commenters for telling me the original name. All Google gave me was the Peach boy or Jack and the Giant Peach XD)

[jkateel]

excuse me, what?!

[oakendesk]

Fantastic Universe Science Fiction Mar 1958

Virgil Finlay

Exotic Adventures Mar 1958 (modified version used for Mar 1960 Action For Men)

Rafael DeSoto

Action For Men Mar 1960

Rafael DeSoto

[alongtidesoflight]

honestly at this point isabela's armor is just cartoonishly funny to me like it's gotten past the point of being horrified at how much bioware walked their performative feminism back, like that rift between those MASSIVE pauldrons and those strings covering her titties is SUCH a joke to me

yes the promise of her pussy being insta grabbable is on the horizon YES u can stab her literally anywhere else YEAH her ass is hanging out but her shoulders man her SHOULDERS u better cover them with absolute chonkers of pauldrons we don't want them to get a lil booboo

[thestobingirlie]

steve’s faux-liberal parents are so real to me actually.

mrs h was so happy when she realised steve was attracted to men because she wanted a little gay boy son to carry around like a purse dog. she was devastated when his interests and sense of fashion didn’t miraculously change. (“but you’re gay now. everyone knows gays have good taste.” “….”)

(she still brags about having a gay son in her bookclub though. gay children are sooo in vogue. take that mandy and your adopted daughter.)

[exoticuwuz]

i'm rewatching AG since there's an official sub but i don't understand why may blushed when all drew said was: "two more ribbons"

i just thought that was a dub thing but apparently, it's a sub thing too and it makes no sense

like...did they make may blush because they want more contestshipping? if so, i don't mind, that scene just has me so confused

[cantsayidont]

June 1961. The preeminence of Lex Luthor's 1986 reinvention as a billionaire industrialist has created a lot of misconceptions about his pre-Crisis counterpart, a "renegade scientist" who spent as much time in prison as out of it. This Edmond Hamilton story from ACTION COMICS #277 presents a good summation of how Luthor was positioned narratively in the pre-Crisis period (1958–1986). Luthor, who we see is not popular even among his fellow inmates, is asked to use his scientific genius to prevent a catastrophic incident:

After saving the bomber, Luthor uses his anti-gravity ray to immobilize his guards, then carjacks Lois Lane to make his getaway. We then get our first glimpse of "Luthor's Lair," the villain's secret headquarters in Metropolis:

After touring his lair and getting a good night's sleep, during which he has a satisfying dream of defeating and humiliating Superman and his friends, Luthor devises a plan to rob Fort Knox. This succeeds marvelously: He uses a new shrinking ray inspired by his dream to shrink the guards, a "fourth-dimensional arm" to remove the bullion from the vaults, and "gimmicked trucks [that] can turn into planes" to carry the loot. When the commander of Fort Knox calls for Superman's help, Luthor is able to draw Superman away with a machine that creates what appear to be globes of Kryptonite (although they're actually "harmless fakes"). Afterward, Luthor is triumphant — but not for long:

A common complaint about the pre-Crisis Luthor (and other villains of his ilk) is that his plans make no sense because the super-scientific equipment he creates undoubtedly costs more than he could ever hope to recoup through the robberies he commits. (Stealing all the gold in Fort Knox might be an exception, but it's hard to see his being able to convert more than a fraction of the gold to liquid cash.) That's true so far as it goes, and it's a legitimate complaint about some of Luthor's '50s appearances, but this story, like many later Silver Age and Bronze Age Luthor stories, makes plain that money is really not what Luthor is after. He's driven mostly by ego, with his hatred of Superman functioning as a useful object for that drive. Interestingly, in Luthor's dream, when he has the Man of Steel at his mercy, Luthor can't make up his mind about what to do with his foe:

The Silver Age and Bronze Age stories generally present Luthor as a kind of quasi-hero. He exists in the same kind of demimonde of secret headquarters and fantastic gadgets as heroes like Batman, and like them, he applies his extraordinary skills not to conventional pursuits of wealth, power, or social progress, but to his own somewhat quixotic personal quests. It's true that his elaborate schemes seldom seem likely to make him any money, but that's equally true of Batman or the Silver Age Green Arrow, to say nothing of Superman — Superman could certainly engineer a more lavish lifestyle for Clark Kent than his Daily Planet salary provides, but he's never shown any interest in doing so, and people rarely question that.

Of course, Superman also performs various acts of heroism and altruism (not all of which involve fighting crime), but Silver Age stories repeatedly emphasize that Luthor can and occasionally does do that as well, and even when he has an ulterior motive, Luthor's efforts are usually surprisingly sincere. This is most evident in the stories set on Lexor, a distant world whose inhabitants think Luthor is a great hero, but even in this story, notice that Luthor does in fact save the bomber from crashing before using his device to escape. To the extent that the stories present Luthor as a tragic figure (which they do surprisingly often), the tragedy, as the unnamed government official remarks in this story, is that he only rarely applies his talents "to the good of mankind." On the other hand, that's also true of Batman and the rest of Superman's Justice League colleagues, who could certainly use their abilities to benefit society beyond simply fighting crime and upholding the status quo, but choose not to.

The pre-Crisis Luthor, then, is not simply a villain, but an inverted hero: His logic and his motivations are very similar to those of his superheroic counterparts, except that the (equally arbitrary) lines around what he is and isn't willing to do are drawn somewhat differently.

[nickysfacts]

Another classic example of Giraffe diplomacy, works every time!

🇰🇪🦒🇨🇳

[duchessofostergotlands]

One thing I feel like people don't get about the Wales children's school is it's a private school. I went to a private school in my country, and we had more holidays than public schools, it was just normal, so I feel like people are comparing public and private schools.

I also went to a private school, in Scotland. And yes, you're right. Private schools have more freedom in setting holidays because they don't have to stick to a certain number of days in the classroom per year so even looking at a general English school, it won't necessarily be exactly the same. The way it worked for us is we had a longer school day than state schools so we finished later and had shorter break times. As we spent more time in the classroom we therefore had longer holidays to balance it out, pretty much.

[neverendingstreamofconsciousness]

Inktober Day 4: Exotic

After Day 3 comes Day 4 and I decided to challenge myself 😂

"Exotic".... Many things came to mind, but since I've been in a constant Dragon Age brainrot since basically forever( 😂) I thought about my qunari Inquisitor, Tsebaa Adaar.

Because, really, If "exotic" isn't the definition of a qunari, with an Antaam Saar on, in Val Royeux... I don't know what is. 😂

So here she is! 🩷

I leave this 4th day with glee and anticipation, see you tomorrow!

(Ps: Can't wait for DA Veilguard to come out !)

[publicdomainbooksdevotee]

I <3 u Russian River Consecration.

[love-pinups]

[oakendesk]

Exotic Adventures - Jun 1958

Hugh Hirtle

[raurquiz]

#Happybirthday @shazad #shazadlatif #actor #ashtyler #voq #StarTrekDiscovery #TheDarkCrystal #ageofresistance #BlackMirror #thesecondbestexoticmarigoldhotel #pennydreadful #toastoflondon #FallingforFigaro #ThePursuitofLove #ToastofTinseltown #RogueAgent #Magpie #Nautilus

[boy-armageddon]

Personally I think the little phenomenon w/ Johnny Whitney writing a just genuinely sort of devastating song once per every record or so (or twice! take, well, Take Me to the Sea 4 example. actually three times maybe. talking about specifically georgia + my organ sounds like… here and also bonetrees and a broken heart a little. also also As Brass And Satin just feels utterly melancholic in its near entirety) is that he just wakes up face down covered in blood in the studio, his own or someone else’s he can’t tell, shaking and grasping some shoddily scrawled out lyrics on a rlly very old piece of paper. The rest of the band might be like “johnny what the fuck happened” and he just springs 2 his feet like “oh haha nothing :> im fine don’t worry. nothing happened!!!!!!! anyways i have this cool new idea 4 a song wanna hear” and any time anyone tries 2 ask about it he immediately dodges the question and moves on2 a diff topic. He can explain what it’s about, but any time someone asks about the inspiration he gets nervous and is like “ohhh ummm. I 4got! Any other song though lol” and doesn’t wait 4 an answer. that’s just a theory though a Seattle theory

[exoticuwuz]

so im watching that one AG episode with that Whiscash right???

and like Ash fails at it and the old guy who is like the fishing god for some reason says like: no one can be a pro in a day or smth like that

MAX PULLED UP AND DID GOOD AND THAT OLD MAN WAS LIKE: IT TOOK ME YEARS, WHY DID IT ONLY TAKE THIS KID A DAY???

new headcanon: max is secretly good at everything he just doesn't know it yet because he's a kid but also because bro is a damn know-it-all who only thinks he's good with pokemon stuff