#and i never looked back

[real-total-drama-takes]

how many notifs do you get per day?

I have notifications turned off lol

[rubysundaey]

Happy one year anniversary to me being on this website. Here’s to another year of funny silly textposts, cool art, and the horrors.

:3 hooray!!!!!

[cultivating-wildflowers]

the day a friend said "why don't you try parting your hair on one side?" is a core memory of mine

[bonyfish]

Y'all have any games or things that you got into for incredibly specific reasons?

For example, I decided to try out Baldur's Gate 3 because 1. I heard on the internet that you could fuck a bear, and 2. I heard from a friend that it was about having brain worms.

I started playing FFXIV because an illusory cowboy told me to in a dream.

[dismightyman]

I have no idea what your icon is but every time I see it I think it’s Keith of the Try Guys with his giant bird mouth.

LOL okay!!! This is gonna sounds crazy but it’s a screen shot of a vine that I’m positive doesn’t exist anymore

It’s the vine dude Ben Cahn he did “sir the dinosaurs have escaped!” Vine if that rings any bells

This vine in particular had the song in the background that was like “our god is an awesome god he reigns” and he was just making these horrible little feral faces and I took a pic of one, just absolute chaos

and I couldn’t tell you the thought process of why I did this but it’s been that dudes face since I made my account, I was actually thinking of changing today but there it is

[classyhatsvt]

Friendly reminder that while this is true, you shouldn't take it out on the actual employee that is asking you for the donation. Cashiers are heavily pressured to ask customers for donations, and can actually get written up if they're caught not asking. Trust me, they know that it's bullshit too, and they hate having to ask every time.

[duelpawn]

I love how I spent all of my childhood and early teens thinking I was basically forced to be a twink because that's all I knew and then the internet went "dude no you can be a big, hairy fucker"

[lemongogo]

life of regret

[newty]

raises my hand to hit terence w te lawrence disease

[flamboyantcuttlevawn]

Cheese with jam/preserves is just an all around amazing thing. I first thought of it after I tried pear paste with cheeses the first time. Loved the pear paste, but it was so expensive and at the time hard to get.

So the next time I wanted some sweet with my cheese I just tried the raspberry jam I had in the house with a sharp aged cheddar and it was so good.

If you have some leftover Brie from your fancy cheese party or whatever you should put it on toast with some strawberry preserves.

[egophiliac]

since Eng is getting 7.5 soon(?), I felt motivated to go back to my Meleanor rig and make her a couple of lesson animations! ...except for alchemy, because the cauldron bubbles proved too hard to photoshop around, whoops.

maybe she just got lost on her way to the classroom...?

(credit: backgrounds are from the game, I just put her on top of 'em)

(aside from the backgrounds, this is not an edit, I drew her from scratch! please do not tag or treat as an edit!)

[herd-reject-arts]

So I'm leaving work and something darts in front of me, maybe 10ft away, too fast for me to see what it is. Peek around the tree blocking my path and I see this

Just like... a whole ass hawk. Dude's gotta be about 1.5ft tall. Massive fucking bird. And it's just staring me straight in my soul like this, even as I try to move ahead. It didn't budge. And there's only this path back to my car unless I want to walk on a busy highway. So I have the option of Death By Raptor or Death By Truck.

So I walk in the poison ivy filled patch off the sidewalk. Guy still isn't moving. Still staring me directly in the eyes. And I do this thing when animals are behaving strangely where I'll talk to them, so I'm just like, "Hey, man. I don't know you. You don't know me. This feels really threatening. I'm just trying to get to my car, dude. Can I get some space please? You're a big fucking bird. I see those claws. You could kill me right now, but I'd appreciate if you didn't, ok?"

It didn't move until I was about 2ft away. Again: I'm as far from it as I can be without walking into the street. It clearly wasn't going to budge. I walk past, thing flies up (silent, btw. Scary) and lands on a brick wall a little further ahead

Anyway. Weird guy. Nearly shit my pants when I noticed a bird big enough to carry off a fully grown cat was just... there, staring me in the face, unwilling to move away from me, a human, something it should see as a threat. I watched behind me the whole rest of the way to my car, just in case this bird decided to help me shed this mortal coil. 10/10 experience. Super cool guy.

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Like the majority of society I’m obsessed with Nimona

And I rewatched it a million times and one thing always sticks out to me 

There are moments when Ambrosius is surrounded by light like a little protective bubble 

That keeps him away from the man he loves more than anything 

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[arkangelo-7]

I love how Clark’s entire internal monologue in this scene appears to boil down to, “Don’t drop the baby. Do not drop the baby. Batman will kill you if you drop the baby.”

Source - Batman/Superman: World’s Finest

[ionomycin]

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