#out of my sight

[pr0jectult1m]

m... michael?? you what?

you WHAT

[falseandrealultravival]

Excellent profile (verse)

Car waiting to turn right,

The driver is a woman.

Something that looks like a cafe latte

She is drinking and waiting.

That profile--excellent!

When I looked at it, it was a light car.

I was mesmerized for a while.

and the car started moving

she is out of my sight

It disappeared...

never see it again

Probably not.

(2019.02.20)

エクセレントな横顔

右折待ちの自動車、

ドライバーは女性。

カフェラテらしきものを

飲みながら待っている。

その横顔――エクセレント！

見ればそれは軽自動車で、

しばし私は見とれた。

そして車は動き出し

彼女は私の視界から

消えていった・・・

二度と目にすることも

ないだろう。

[alisdairvalentine]

so much rock lobster hate on my dash….,, go away how did you find me….,,,

[anna-scribbles]

emma dupain cheng on the brain😽🎀

more:

[thestarfishface]

“There is no platonic explanation for thi-“ Sprays u with water. Sprays u

[hinamie]

alongside someone like you

[wombywoo]

retired 🩶

[jadethirlvvall]

Ayo at ABC Times Square Studios

13/06/2024

[classical-bluess]

Jotaro after he was gone for one day (he had to go to work)

[meidui]

aragorn and legolas at each other's sides at helm's deep ♡

[witchstone]

when the light does the thing that makes you feel like you were here 20 000 years ago

[vaxxman]

Could I request Medic having The Mom Grip on Scout’s shoulder after the speedy moron almost let a mercenary secret slip while they weee getting groceries?

Three Europeans and two Americans walk into a grocery store in New Mexico.

I hope this is the right meme.

More silliness below.

This comic is the antithesis of the "wtf is a kilometre" joke.

The faces they make when they can't quite identify the type of brown bread in the bread aisle.

You don't know how [insert nationality here] you are until you go overseas and things are different.

Spy obviously has no problems with pretending to know how much a gallon of milk is, he just peeks into his conversion chart notes, pretending it's his shopping list.

I want to think Heavy is completely fine with having to readjust to a new unit system, he just eyeballs most practical things anyways by holding them up and mumbling about how they approximately weigh like a chicken or his kettle bell etc. He's always been living in practical ignorant bliss.

Medic has a peer reviewed meltdown the first time he realises there's no uniformity in "a cup of ____" because every object has different densities. He's diligent about memorising the conversion rates for ounces, pounds, the most common things etc., and recovers ok. He goes through the same stages of grief rage when he finds out about distances and lengths.

Just remember four inches are 10.16 cm and pray no one asks you to specify anything bigger than inches.

Everyone does a mental victory lap when they manage to guess how much Celsius the weather is because they keep forgetting it's Celsius*5/9+32=Fahrenheit, Engineer reminds them patiently.

The true victories are the correct temperature guesses we've made along the way.

One time, a friend asked me if I actually knew how much a tablespoon of flour was in gramms to convince me that metric users also make use of volume based units without thinking about them. But little did she know a heaped spoonful of 405 flour is about 15g and a level tablespoon is 10g.

They claim Oolong just tastes better when it's boiled to 80°C exactly with a Bunsen burner.

You only asked for one scene but somehow I came up with a bunch of other things. This post was drawn across 2 months so the artstyle is all over the place. Thanks for your ask!

[iknowicanbutwhy]

Commission for @chipper-smol featuring Ophiuchus being... gifted to?? taunted?? by the Universe. With a little plush Loop :) Time to commit self-care, loser.

And now. I shall buy two (<- has already bought one beforehand)

[heynhay]

KL ML 😋

[bacchuschucklefuck]

she turns, makes direct eye contact with you, smiles,

[xxcrystalinerose]

Supergiant is absolutely COOKING with their characterizations of Nemesis and Moros.

It's deliciously ironic how the embodiment of divine retribution, meter of justice and avenger of evil, is in possession of grade-school-rivalry level of pettiness against Melinoë. Unfairly taking out her frustrations on Mel (about something that can't be helped wrt. Mel's birthright too!). Regularly steals her lunch money so she can buy more stuff from Big Bro Charon. Forced into the passive position of standing guard at the Crossroads, preventing her from doing what she does best: actively punishing evil. Not to mention the hilarious occasional "I punch you once and I give you stuff. This is definitely a fair exchange" encounters.

On the other hand, the official Bearer of Bad News™, who sometimes engineered horrifying deaths because he and Sisters Dearest get bored on the job, feared and hated by all mortals, is an unfailingly polite, nice guy who doesn't know how to deal with niceties because barely anyone has ever been nice to him (even the Fates bully him sometimes). Receives one (1) gift and instantly suffers critical damage, afflicted with "Down Atrocious" status effect. Sometimes weirdly optimistic and willing to make the best of his time in the Crossroads, to the point of asking Hecate herself to teach him witch stuff.

TL;DR I love Nem and Moros very much and they have ruined my life. Good fucking food, Supergiant writers.