#sydney test draw

[cconfusedkat]

This took like three days because I struggled a bit on Shrimpo, but,, Gardenview boys 🎉🎉

I had the most fun with cosmo and looey's tbh!! I plan on drawing the gardenview girls next, and then the mains getting their own post... 🌟🌟

[crescentfool]

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[neorazorhands]

fav blorbos from total drama island /j

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

Aussie Slang || Tom Blyth x Actress!Reader

Summary: You quiz Tom on set on some Australian slangs as his Aussie gf ;)

A/n: Inspired by the interview between Sydney Sweeney and Joe Davidson, also bc as an Aussie this was fun to do lol 🙈

Warnings: none

Wc:

actress!reader au masterlist

Divider by @pommecita

"Tomm" You enter your shared trailer with your phone in hand, recording. "Yes, darling?" Tom looks up from his script as he gives you a smile and slightly confused face as he looks towards your phone. "I'm going to test your knowledge on aussie slang and words," You set up your camera on the table in front of him as he pulls you by your waist to sit on his lap.

He touches your hair that were in hair rollers as you smile at his buzzed hair, your favourite look on him. "I feel like I'm going to be absolutely terrible as this," He points out as you chuckle, fixing your camera. "I know, especially since I don't really say some of the stuff I'm going to quiz you on," You giggle as he throws his head back.

"That's even better," He sarcastically says with a smile as you pull out a small note book with the things you wrote down. "Okay, first one, are you ready?" You hype Tom up as he nervously looks at you. "This one is an easy one, I say it all the time. She'll be right"

You hide your smile behind the notebook as he thinks, "She'll be right?" You nod at him, "When have you said this?" He looks at you dumbfounded as your jaw drops, "Tom! I say this all the time, I even said it just this morning!" "I was half asleep this morning!" He reasons as you cover your face and laugh.

"This morning you told me it was going to be colder today and you said to bring my jacket remember?" "Yeah..." "Well I said she'll be right and I regretted not bringing one so you gave me yours. There you go, I just gave you a hint!"

Tom's mouth forms an o shaped, "Doesn't it just mean it's all good?" "Yes!" You chuckle. "Okay, that was an easy one" Tom smiles as you give him a look and look to the camera shaking your head. "Okay next one, I don't really say this to you but when I'm talking to my sister on the phone, you might hear me say this one: scoenonn"

Tom gives you the weirdest look as you laugh so hard tears started to form. "I'm sorry could you repeat that?" Tom looks absolutely baffled. "Scoenonn." You say in your Australian accent one more time as he shakes his head. "Is that even english?" He quietly laughs to himself as he thinks hard. "I say this to my sister when I greet her sometimes," You give him a hint.

"I actually have no idea," Tom says, his finger drawing circles on your back. "It just means what's going on" You laugh as Tom pulls another baffled expression. "Why can't you just say what's going on instead of what you just- How do you even spell that!" You show your notebook to Tom as he furrows his eyebrows at the spelling.

"Scoenonn. Wow." He chuckles to himself. "For this one I'm going to have to actually find it around here,” you look around the trailer before getting off Tom's lap and running into the bedroom and to your bedside drawer pulling it out. "Babe, what's this?" You show him a tub of vaseline as he gives you an odd look. "Vaseline?" He says in a questioning tone as he gives you space to sit back on his lap.

"Yes, but what do Aussies call this?" You hold it up to him before applying it to your lips as he watches you intently. "Uh-" "I think I have said it to you when I ask you where it is," Tom rubs his chin as he thinks. "Is it something completely whack and doesn't make sense?" He asks as you shake your head.

"This is fun," You giggle as you look to your phone. Tom lets out a groan of frustration, "Can you just tell me?" "Fine. Vaso. We call it Vaso" You couldn't help the smile that was forming on your lips as he shakes his head and laughs.

"You aussies sure do like shortening things up," He points out as you laugh at his comment. "Okay second last one, "What is a bottle-o." "A bottle-O? Is that just a a type of bottle?" You shake your head, "Nope." "Uhm, is it a name of a shop in Australia?" "You're getting there!" You chuckle.

"Want me to put it in a sentence?" You asks as he nods, "Do you wanna come with me to the bottle-o and pick out a few beers?" Your aussie accent comes through as he smiles at you accent. Tom absolutely adores your accent and could listen to you talking all day if it mean hearing your accent.

"A bottle shop?" He guesses as you pat his shoulder. "Good job babe," You grin as you flip the page of your notebook. "Okay last one, If you don't get this one, your aussie fans are going to be so disappointed as well as your girlfriend." You tease him.

"Aussie Aussie Aussie," You watch him as he repeats it to himself before his eyes light up. "Oi oi oi!" He chants back as the two of you burst out laughing. "Yes!" You wrap your arms around his neck as his arms wrap themselves around your waist. "This was fun wasn't?" You say as you lean forward and grab your phone, aiming it towards you two in each others embrace.

"Maybe I should quiz you on some British slangs, see how you go," Tom looks at you with a smile on his face as you make eye contact with him, "I'd be so good at that love," You chuckle before ending the video. You posted it on your Instagram and it blew up. Tom kept his promise of testing you on British slangs and that video also became very popular which then turned into your little thing of quizzing the other cast members.

[chefkids]

A Chaos Menu is coming. Emphasis on Chaos.

Carmy's got non negotiables. The list includes: of the place, vibrant collaboration, no repeat ingredients, consolidation + speed, confidence + competence, in + out service, pursuit of excellence, details matter, know your shit, focus, something about perfect, somethings about tradition, something about boundaries, clean as you go, shirts perfectly pressed, and no surprises.

Carmy's focusing on details more than actual dynamics and Sydney's Bandana has got a big list of ingredients.

Carmy is truly going to be a whole new meaning to Chaos Menu, that is going to destroy everyone around them trying to keep up with them. Because as I said before, he still does not know how to do a chaos menu. He is so used to living in chaos, that menus are the only thing he knew how to control, but Syd wants chaos so he’s going to try to bring it. (and probably fail in the process)

Syd told him she didn’t want to be tweezing herbs on a dish she doesn’t care about, but if she’s constantly just making things for the sake of having something new, it's going to feel forced and uninspiring.

Syd and Carmy might be matching each others freaks, but everyone else didn’t sign up to be part of their psycho partnership. Richie will be tired of trying to keep up with their menu changes and expo mess. Tina is going to be so overwhelmed trying to manage all the cooks to keep up with a new menu every day. It’s also just throwing shit at the wall and seeing what sticks. In my experience most high level Michelin restaurant tend to stick to mostly the same menu for the entire season, because perfecting each dish takes time both in trial and error testing and in teaching the crew to able to make it perfect consistently.

Not to mention it’s EXPENSIVE to constantly have to source new ingredients. Which is what was going wrong with The Beef before Sydney stepped in, and she managed to create a great dish with ingredients they already had lying around that got them a good review. We know they’re going to be busy, if they don’t know how to keep operating costs down, they are going to drown the same way Carmy was drowning at the start.

Sydney believes in Carmy because she’s never gotten a star or retained one. But when she meets the Ever crew and sees how the keep up with their stars without tearing each other apart or destroying their lives or keeping insane and unmanageable standards and expectations, she will start to reconsider their partnership.

Especially if Carmy is the one getting all the praise, after the review incident where he didn't let her enjoy her moment. Sydney is going to draw a line at some point about what her non negotiables are, and if Carmy can’t meet them, she’s going to have to find someone or somewhere that will.

Non negotiables are typically things you set in relationships to create a healthy environment, but Carmy is using them to hold them against the entire staff. I think the only thriving aspect of The Bear that isn’t on fire half the time is going to be Ebra's sandwich window.

[mizzskelter]

Dungeons of Lewdity AU Part 3

Er congrats on the new scenes Avery!

<<Part 1 [Pure Sydney, Corrupt Sydney, Erin and Bailey]

<Part 2 [Robin, Whitney, Kylar]

Eden the Half-Orc | Ranger:

Where others call the town a blessing for desires or opportunities, for Eden it was his utter bane. He hated everything about it in his youth and continues hating it far after packing up his meager things to then head straight for the forest. He didn’t look back once as the bustling view was swallowed up by trees. There he stays, surviving in solitude, life difficult yet peaceful. But some days are…lonely, and with loneliness comes desperation. And other rarer times are memories of a devil and someone he wishes he could forget. Isolation, neglect, a fate not unlike death, he wonders who out of their methods truly escaped the deal with a devil who may never come to collect.

Alex the Satyr | Druid:

Born with too many siblings and even more dreams (or as his family calls it stubbornness), Alex always knew where his heart lay. That being with a metric ton of dirt, potatoes, and the bottom of a stein. And maybe another round of drinks. When did a keg get here? Wait-what was I saying again? Right, anyway, with his natural aptitude for plants and a good dash of magic, farming should have been an easy endeavor. Seems like the land he bought nearby the town is as stubborn as he is though to an almost unnatural degree. Then there’s his neighbors who, well, he’ll learn the hard way they have a ruthlessness to rival.

Avery the High Elf | (Blue) Draconic Bloodline Sorcerer:

Every ball, every banquet, Avery will be there demanding no less than the outclassing his competition and associates alike. From company to trivial things like dance, matters like these pose as a test to his reputation. And if he can’t throw enough money until it works then there are other methods of forcing imperfections to obey.  See where his wealth comes from is just one of many mysteries. What anyone does need to know for certain is that the displays of magic he too often flaunts are statements of more than one kind. The type of power that patiently rages beneath jewels and old bones and charming smiles waiting for a chance to show.

Welp human LIs finished. Time to either burn Kylar’s clothes or draw what’s on everyone else’s clothes upclose. I’m not gonna elaborate cus I don’t know where I was trying to going with that.

[devisrina]

Carmy masks his feelings toward Syd in front of others

I was talking to @currymanganese about this, and we've both noticed that Carmy tries to avoid showing any signs of the bond he created with Syd in front of everyone (specifically his family members) to not come off obvious.

In season 2 episode 1, I was kind of bothered by his lack of reaction to Syd falling through the wall. But then I saw how invested he was in wanting to hang out with her outside of work during the locker room scene. I think it had to do with Nat being in the scene. In a conversation that Nat had with Carmy in ep 6 of s1, she got upset that he rarely asked how she was doing, and Carmy explains this by saying that he has trouble articulating his own emotions and that it's hard to ask someone how they are doing. At this point, we saw on numerous occasions that he doesn't hesitate to ask Syd how she is doing. If he reacted more towards Syd falling through the wall, Nat would notice the level of care he has towards Syd and might push him to go for it.

In season 2 episode 2, there is a contrast between how he acts towards her in front of his colleagues vs how he acts at his apartment. He's more closed off while talking to her in front of everyone else. More blunt and avoidant. Versus when they are at his apartment where he is more playful and softer.

season 2 episode 3, When he surges closer to her, he hastily backs up a bit, maybe at the realisation that the other crew members are listening in. He also avoids Richie's remark after this.

Season 2 Episode 5: When Sydney cuts in the middle of a conversation with Jimmy, Carmy immediately responds with "We'll talk about this later." Granted, the situation had to do with him being stressed about passing the tests, I think it's interesting how he uses this specific tone with her whenever his family members are around.

He repeats this again with the plate selection situation.

Season 2 Episode 6: We see how Mikey and Richie react to Claire Bear. You can clearly see how uncomfortable Carmy is with them talking about his crush. I feel like he doesn't want to repeat similar patterns, so he does his best to mask the connection he carries with Syd to not draw attention to it from outside people.

I'm not really saying he knows or is crushing when these happen. I just think it is very normal in family dynamics that whenever there is a person you hold a strong connection with, they'll kind of tease you about it. He probably doesn't know what his feelings are but tries to distance anyone around him from speculating anything.

But there have been a few slipups where others have picked up on them, so I preface that he doesn't hide this well lol.

[digenerate-trash]

YAN VALENTINES HEADCANNONS

TW yandere | TW yandere | TW violence | TW blood | TW rape | TW drugging | TW doctors | TW malpractice

love interests and a couple extras

Robin ❤❤❤❤❤

Robin is enamored with Valentine's Day. He loves it so much and he wants to celebrate with you. He wants things to go well so he's invested some of his money into flowers. Chocolates maybe some movie tickets for you two. 

Wants to go all out and spend the day with you. 

He might ask you to do some somewhat weird things for him since it's a special day. (he wants to suck your tits gn) 

Will skip school today just to keep you two home

If you don't want to spend Valentine’s Day with him he's just gonna cry and beg. get ready for a guilt trip

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Whitney ❤❤❤

Shoves a stuffed animal in your chest as soon as you see him. Brags about stealing it. (it cost him 30 bucks) 

He hates the lovey-dovey part of Valentine’s but he's a big fan of the PDA that comes with it. Is gonna fuck you more than once on school property 

Gonna leave bite marks bruises hickies and burn marks all over your skin. 

Good luck getting anywhere near a classroom today. Whitney is not going and neither are you. 

Don't expect a romantic date. You're going to the pub and getting drunk with Whitney. 

In the morning you wake up hung over and Whitney is still with you snoring loudly and holding you in a vice grip. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him that's too bad. Says that's fine theirs plenty of sluts just like you. but he's just gonna drag you along anyway. 

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Sydney ❤❤❤❤❤

Corrupt or pure Sydney is just expecting you to spend the day together. 

Pure Sydney is up for some wholesome fun. He’s bought candies for you and gotten you a very thoughtful card corrupt Sydney has done the same but has written the dirtiest fucking message in the card and he's waiting to see your expression 

Pure Sydney wants to maybe share a kiss with you. And corrupt Sydney wants to wreak you over the library desk. 

If you work at the shop corrupt Sydney is asking you which heart-shaped toys you like. He keeps insisting that testing them on you is part of the job

Both of them want to go on a date after school maybe to the cafe for a nice meal and to spend more time with you. 

Both Sydney have to be home by 8 pm. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him that's fine. There's always tomorrow. But he is gonna be passive-aggressive about who you love instead of him

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Kylar ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Valentine's Day with Kylar is awful ngl. 

Your locker is stuffed with drawings and candy and cards of all his most devious thoughts about you. 

Every time you interact with anyone else ++jealousy 

Kylar is all over you. Kisses, grabbing your arm in a death grip telling people you are already married, trying to fuck you any chance he gets. 

Overexcited will do anything you ask (will not leave you alone tho) 

Wants to go on a date and will take you back to his home and try to cook for you (oil fire) 

The date is a disaster He is a mess but he still wants to make today special (he lasts like 10 seconds in bed and has head trauma afterward) 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him he's got enough piosin darts and rope to keep you secure. Then every day can be romantic!! 

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Mickey ❤❤

You get one of those little emails with a digital card. 

He doesn't get Valentine's Day

He does invite you to the pub. He wears a mask the whole time and doesn't talk much. He hates being outside. 

Happy to see you. You get a kiss on the forehead

It's only once you both head home that you get the most depraved sick anonymous emails that describe how they want to ruin your body and rape you over and over again until you can't move

Mickey can help block them though. don't worry. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him he doesn't mind too much. Unless you're spending it with someone else then he's pissed

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Eden ❤

Doesn't care that it's Valentine's Day. You both have things to do. 

Too busy hunting and getting his shit sorted. 

If you decide to make the day special he's going to feel a lot better about today.

Wants to help with dinner

The most bear-like sex of your life. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him. To bad.

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Avery ❤❤

Has offered to pay you to spend Valentine's with him. 

Fancy restaurant. The hotel was booked afterward and a small gift of chocolates was. 

he's just running through the motions. This day is kinda below him but he's willing to indulge to keep you happy

Indifferent the whole time

Still makes you get the salad

Will break if it turns out you got him a gift as well and suddenly feels horrible. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him he offers you double the payment. If that doesn't work he throws a fit and assults you. 

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Black Wolf ❤

Has no idea the significance of this day and doesn't get it when you explain it's a day for lovers. he's still confused 

he's happy you're spending it with him though. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him, that's fine. He doesn't understand the holiday 

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Great Hawk ❤❤❤

Lurker dinner. 

Stolen items for a gift. 

Romantic screeching bird sex. 

he's the perfect gentleman 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him devastated. This is a holiday, especially for couples and you don't wanna??? he's gonna cry

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Alex ❤❤❤❤

Gift of chocolates and a card. 

Spends the whole day leaning on you and kissing you. Never wants to let you go 

Good luck getting work done today

He makes dinner and watches a romantic comedy with you 

Going to fuck you halfway through the movie

Gonna be confused about the plot of the movie after he's rearranged your guts

If you don't wanna spend Valentine’s Day with him he's kinda insulted. Get ready for an interrogation. 

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Bailey ❤

don't give him anything. No gifts no candy no card no nothing. he's gonna yell at you. 

He will also stash it for later but you'll never find it. 

Extra pissed off at you today. 

Locks you in your room 

Doesn't explain why 

Gonna cut you open tonight. 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine's Day with him: Good. 

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Harper ❤❤❤❤❤❤

Kisses!!!! 

Harper gets you a card and tells you to come to his office today

Then drugs you with aphrodisiacs!! 

The whole day is a blur and you have no clue what's transpired. But youre marked to hell with hickies and youre hooked up to an IV 

If you don't wanna spend Valentine's Day with him it turns out that youre not mentally fit to be by yourself. he's already called the asylum. 

[dollya-robinprotector]

Giggling because I love making post with multiple character tags and then wait for the wrong face to be featured on all the tags ksksksks

This sydney looks soooo sillyyyy

Anw I just thought about my past so story time under the cut.

When I was in secondary school, I once knew a friend who was bullied.

For the context, it was a decent school, with 4 grades, each had 4 classes: A for lower-perform and naughty students, B for normal, C for better than average, and D for the Elites who will most definitely have bright future ahead. We are Asian children, study means EVERYTHING for us. Our worth are defined by how well we perform in school, how many awards we have and how good our grades are.

That friend was in class C. I was in class B. Normally we don't make friends outside of the class, but I once saw him being poured water on in the hallway, defended him and we became friends. Or something like that. Let's call him Z because I forgor his name now.

My parents didn't do well with the fact that I failed my entrance test and was stuck in normal class. They didn't have money to upgrade me to class C either, so they made me study extra hard. Back since I started going to school, I was being teased and harassed a lot too cuz I love to draw (what's the problem of kids being mean to artistic kids btw???). But since I was one of the best performers in study, I soon gained some respect and the soft bully subside. (I was terrible in math, but everything else were straight A okay??)

Z wasn't so lucky. I learned that his grades were terrible eventhough he was in class C. He stuttered a lot, always looks down when talking to people, never dare to engage in any conversation, etc... His appearance did not help, and he had some funny smell when I stood close to him. One thing though, he loved drawing too (urgh artistic kids again) and really admired my skill. The only times he would smile are when we talked about our fav anime. Looking back, I think maybe he had something to do with autism? I can't be sure though, but I know his parents spent a LOT to keep him in that better-than-average-class.

The bully was not too terrible, at least from what I saw and heard. He often got splashed by water, threw dirty rag or left-over food at, made fun of, laughed at, his belongings often went missing and be found somewhere dirty, etc... I used to went through all that too, so I helped him to somehow deal with them. Those sort of soft-physical bully were nothing scary once you got used to them. Just a little annoying. He got used to it too, I think, and we didn't mention those when we talk. I admit I might had some savior complex, and that friendship is not entirely friendly. It was more like I thought he would be helpless without me so I can't leave him alone.

And then one day when I was going home from school, Z approached me and asked if I want to go to his house. He said he has a very big greenhouse, and there were some pretty blooming flowers he wanted to show me. I never saw a greenhouse before and I love flowers, of course I said yes!

We rode our bicycles to his house. I've never been to his house before nor meet his parents. I didn't even ask my mom for permission to go but well, I was excited.

We went for a long time, and I started to realize he was leading me into the forest. I still went with him for maybe half an hour more, before I said I was tired and you didn't tell me your house would be this far. Then I look around and truly there was nothing bu trees surrounded the two of us. He looked back at me, clearly exhausted too, and said nothing. I started to realize the situation I was in: a 12 years old, in a forest, with no directions and a strange friend who I didn't really know. Yeh atm I was pretty scared.

I asked Z again where exactly is his house. He stuttered and said I don't need to worry, we would get there very soon. He said if I was too tired I can hop on his bike and he would get me there. Then he attempted to take my hand but that creeped me out so I stepped away from him. I turned my bike, ignored his calls, and just went as fast as I can toward the direction I thought would lead me out of the woods. He called out to me and began to chase after me too, but gave up after some times.

I then just rode my bike with full speed, somehow got out of the woods into a strange road I didn't know, asked around for direction and got home safe. My mom scolded me for being so damn late and I apologized. I never tell anybody, and never talk to Z ever again. He didn't bother me either. And that's the end of the story.

[sydneys-adamu]

claire: anything else you’re thinking about? (last thing she asks)

sydney: what are you thinking about? (first thing she asks)

and whom does carmy ask in return what she’s thinking as well? hint it’s not claire.

I think the most tragic thing is that this scene cements more than any other the simplicity of claire being a soundboard for carmy’s feelings and not much else. the time that’s not spent getting to know her but still being told we need to care about her feels so abrupt because that’s the exact place she holds in his life. someone he’s told to love but can’t list three good reasons why. she says things like “no one’s tracking shoes” and “never ever apologize” and that’s enough because on paper that’s the exact thing carmy wants to hear.

but with sydney the narrative draws focus to both their worries and thought processes. it matters to him what’s going on with her just as much as being asked that question, unlike claire. plus the honesty that’s missing from the first scene syd is right there to provide. of course adapting and knowing what the next move is important for the restaurant because they have no choice. exactly what he *needs* to hear. and yeah it’s because they’re both equally worried about the fire suppression test, and obviously, sydney is a main character but it wouldn’t have killed carmy to ask claire what shit she’s got going on lol. homie isn’t that your gf?

these two ask this man the same question but get two entirely different carmys in response and it’s like night and day,,, incredible. and no it’s not “work carmy” and “relationship carmy” it’s “robot carmy” and “actual human carmy” it’s the difference it’s the juxtaposition it’s the poetic storytelling it’s-

[cconfusedkat]

[Scheduled/Asleep] (suggestive warn)

Pros of sharing a crown with your god and yourself: they can heal you automatically when you're hurt! Woohoo! Random wisdom spells placed into your brain to cast healing!

Cons ? Uncontrollably horny god when youre the one struggling with heat . Even worse when youre handling it relatively okay and your god didnt know mortals went through this total baloney. Asalamualaykum

[rjzimmerman]

Excerpt from this story from The Guardian:

When scientists demonstrated a small tropical fish – the cleaner wrasse – could recognise itself in a mirror, Prof Culum Brown’s first thought was: “This is the coolest thing ever.”

Brown, an ecologist who researches fish behaviour and intelligence at Sydney’s Macquarie University, says the mirror self-recognition test – developed in the 1970s – is considered the gold standard for evidence of visual self-awareness in animals.

In the Osaka City University study, a small number of fish had a mark placed under their throats while under anaesthesia. When given a mirror, the fish oriented their bodies to see the mark, and tried to rub it off by scraping themselves on rocks.

Primates, elephants and dolphins previously passed the test. But the results in fish proved so controversial it took five years for the paper to be published.

Even then, many scientists refused to accept the results.

Brown says the response “shows beautifully” the bias against the idea of fish being intelligent – particularly when parts of the scientific community instead thought, “Shit! The mirror self-recognition test is broken.”

Globally, fish are the most eaten animal (an estimated 1.1-2.2tn are caught annually). They are also the most common pet, and one of the main animals used in science and medical research. Yet Brown says most of the public barely even consider them to be animals.

In recent decades, researchers have demonstrated that along with visual self-awareness, certain species have the capacity to learn, remember, experience pain and form relationships. Many of these qualities imply sentience, the capacity to feel positive and negative experiences.

“Science is so far in front of society that it’s going to take a monumental shift in human behaviour to catch up,” he says.

For instance, Brown says the popular misconception that fish have short memories has “absolutely no foundation”. His research on sharks found them to be intelligent and inquisitive creatures with long memories.

He is among a group of scientists and philosophers to sign the New York declaration on animal consciousness earlier this year, which attempts to bridge the gap between science and society. Drawing on evidence, the declaration says there is “at least a realistic possibility of conscious experience in all vertebrates (including reptiles, amphibians, and fishes)”.

The scrutiny of the mirror test led to more studies, including one published this week showing cleaner wrasse will use a mirror to check their size before deciding whether to attack another fish. Fish now have the best supported evidence of any animal for mirror self-recognition, Brown says, yet “people still don’t believe it”.

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Louie Duck and Dewey Duck argue with Jack Kangaroo (my OC) about winning the Duckburg 500 - Quack Pack - Duckverse - My version

Last week I drew this drawing related to Duckblr Movie Night when I watched with my friends the Quack Pack episode "Need 4 Speed" (the episode has the same name as the famous movie of the same name and the car racing video game of the same time). Not to mention the length, the funniest part for me was the end where the Toy Kangaroo with the little accordion wins the Duckburg 500 race. On that occasion I gave my headcanon what it actually looks like at the end of the episode where Donald's nephews Dewey and Louie argue with their friend from Australia Jack Kangaroo, that the toy kangaroo won at the end of that race. By the way, Jack Kangaroo is my OC and I drew him a few months ago and you can see his first version here:

Yes, Toy Kangaroo won thanks to a quick fluency given by Professor Ludwig von Drake. Yes Toy Kangaroo is a toy from Jack, I don't need to say why. So I drew a short comic about it. For those who can't see, here is their conversation:

Jack Kangaroo: "I can't believe my toy won the race. How did it get to to you in the first place?"

Louie Duck: "Well...We didn't think it was yours, it was our Uncle Ludwig who tested how fast he could go and the won the race, and we fainted, when we heard that."

Jack Kangaroo: "All kinds of nonsense, mate."

Dewey Duck thought to himself:"I blame Huey for saying to drain everything of super speed fluid."

I hope you like this drawing and this ending (yes, some consider it the last episode of Quack Pack) and feel free to like and reblog this, just don't use my ideas and my characters without mentioning me and without my permission. Thank you!

And thanks to @writebackatya and @tokuvivor for the great Duckblr Movie Night.

[ravenclawwitchc]

Golden Apple

Notes:

On a sweltering Christmas Day in Sydney, Ran and Conan celebrate his 'eighteenth' birthday - a date they chose together when he became Conan.

Between stolen ice cream bites and sunset kisses, they navigate their unique relationship away from judging eyes.

The sun beat down relentlessly. "It’s so hot," Ran murmured, fanning her flushed cheeks with Conan’s baseball cap, which she’d snatched from his head. Sweat ran down her face and back, and his too. Their equally disheveled states caught each other’s eyes, drawing small, sheepish smiles to their heat-flushed faces.

Conan’s fingers brushed her cheek, hesitantly, as if testing the waters. His gaze, obscured by the glint of his glasses, was hazy and charged, enough to make her chest tighten. Was he going to kiss her? Her eyes started to flutter closed—

And then he grinned, a boyish blush lighting his face, before darting across the street to the ice cream truck.

“Such a kid,” Ran muttered under her breath, but the smile tugging at her lips refused to be hidden.

“That’s what dating someone younger is like,” Sonoko said once, sprawling across Ran’s bed, her freshly painted red nails gleaming in the sunlight. She waved a hand lazily, poking an invisible hole in the air before mockingly poking Ran in the forehead. “But judging by his face, he’s definitely your type. Weird taste, though.”

Ran was silently thankful Sonoko hadn’t tried to moralize her relationship with a seventeen-year-old. Almost eighteen, she reminded herself, marking the days with quiet determination.

Youth had its perks. She bit the tip of her ice cream cone, letting the melting mix of cream and chocolate coat her tongue. Beneath, a green scoop peeked out—mint? Conan didn’t hesitate to lean in and take a lick, casual as ever, like sharing cherry tomatoes in the kitchen. Red juice had once dripped from his hands, but his mouth had been up to much nimbler tasks than that since.

Today was not his real birthday, they knew it.

The drug didn’t work in neat numbers, but he’d seen Shinichi’s death certificate. When the time came to register Conan Edogawa’s identity, he’d chosen to share the date with her. It was the first time he’d known such pain and, in that pain, discovered the joy of forgiveness and rebirth.

December 25th. The birth of Christ. The day he and Ran decided to live on in this form, ending the lies and welcoming new love. How fitting.

He hadn’t expected her to hold the date with such devotion, almost like a believer.

How much difference was there between seventeen and eighteen? Especially when the soul inhabiting his youthful body was older than hers. He hadn’t been thrilled when she dragged him to the beach to celebrate. Eighteen felt monumental, a milestone worth fireworks. Not for him, but if her restraint during their more intimate moments was because of it... Well, he had his own ideas about celebrating.

The perfect moment would be under the covers, wrapped in darkness, her breath trembling as midnight crept closer. A kiss, warm and tender, on her skin—a tiny trespass, a crime in miniature.

But six kilometers of hiking from one beach to another? That hadn’t been on his agenda.

His gaze swept over the distant horizon, tracing the sea’s jelly-like shimmer before settling softly on her face. How could someone at twenty-seven still look so innocent, so portable? Or was she naïve enough to think this would exhaust an eighteen-year-old’s boundless energy and thoughts?

The ice cream on her tongue, the sweat trembling on her lashes, the little sighs she made—Ah, apple. He couldn’t resist pulling out his camera.

“What are you doing?” she laughed, shielding her face.

“Memories, of course.”

She misunderstood, thinking he was admiring the scenery. She invited a passerby to take a photo of them. Leaning against the railing, hot as a branding iron, he felt the green branches tickling his back. It was itchy, laughably so, prompting him to share the feeling urgently with her. If it hurts, we’ll hurt together, she’d once said.

So this time, it was a kiss.

Not rushed, not forceful—gentle and lingering, lips brushing, tasting salt. Worried she’d get shy, he looped a hand around her neck, a touch possessive but mostly just wanting to hold her close. Here, in the southern hemisphere, far from judgmental eyes and the fame of Beika, they could walk hand in hand, carefree in the warm afternoons. Logic, like the cases that used to bind him, had evaporated.

“Merry Christmas,” someone said, returning the camera. Ran managed a flustered but polite response, cheeks burning.

She hadn’t noticed the passerby had switched to video mode after snapping a few shots. The shimmering sea framed two figures as radiant as the sun, caught in profile.

Before she could feel embarrassed or angry, he tugged her along. “The view from the hill should be great. Let’s go there next!”

The bus back to the city required two transfers. The streets bustled with people of all colors—Asian, white, Black—and they blended in naturally, two drops of water in a sea.

“Hold my hand,” she reminded him. “It’s crowded today.”

“Holiday season,” he replied with a knowing smile.

The bus was decked out in Christmas ribbons, the windows reflecting the twinkle of holiday lights. The warmth of strangers’ laughter filled the air, popping like bubbles. For once, they were invisible in a foreign land.

When they were noticed, it was only to receive a cheery “Merry Christmas” from the driver. Ran, never stingy with her own cheer, returned the greeting, her voice sweet and lilting with a hint of her Japanese accent. It made Conan hold her tighter. A man in love sees rivals everywhere.

“Man,” he thought smugly, “not boy. Your man. Introduce me properly next time, won’t you?”

As the bus passed brightly lit shops, the largest Christmas tree in the southern hemisphere came into view, standing tall in the square. Warm December winds stirred its branches, dancing with twinkling lights. Christmas trees and summer breezes didn’t quite fit, but this place—this moment—was theirs: warm winds, a sun reluctant to set, and the heat radiating from a simple touch.

The streets, strung with lights and stars:

“Not as fancy as London’s angels, but still beautiful, right?”

“Yes, yes. Ran-neechan’s always right.”

If they had gone to London, they could’ve huddled closer in the cold. But here, in her sundress, her laughter bright as the sun, her hair tousled by the wind—she was the picture he’d treasure forever. Southbound breezes would forever remind him of this unique traveling companion. Should he set this photo as his phone wallpaper? Frame it alongside the amusement park memories?

There was still time for a sunset picnic on the grass, watching it sink over the bridge and opera house. Then, dinner before the evening light show. Ran flipped through her notebook, marked with smiley faces and cute doodles.

After 10 PM, she’d simply drawn a heart.

“What does that mean, Ran-neechan?” he teased with wide, innocent eyes, playing dumb in that way only he could.

The "neechan", once scolded into retirement on a Christmas night long ago, had taken on new meaning. It was a cue now, for her to hush his mischief, his restless desires, with her lips—or something else entirely.

But not here, not now. “Too many people!” she scolded, trying to stay firm.

Of course, that didn’t stop him from stealing another kiss. Christmas magic excused everything—even fake birthdays and forbidden romances.

She tasted like apples—sweet, crisp, and eternal. His kiss lingered, promising more moments, more tomorrows.

“Why insist on celebrating Christmas in Sydney this year, Ran?”

“Take a guess.” She grinned mischievously as they boarded the plane, her tone as carefree as if she hadn’t meticulously planned every detail of their trip. Then she left him hanging, retreating behind her sleep mask to fend off his signature puppy-dog eyes—a trick that usually never failed him.

Was now a good time to ask? He traced her lower lip with his own, his tongue brushing lightly against her teeth as though the question had slipped out by accident. Yet the butterflies in his chest betrayed his careful nonchalance.

Her gaze softened, bright and tender, settling on his nose, then his lips. When she finally answered, her voice was a syrupy whisper, melting between their shared breaths:

“Because… the temperature here in December feels just like Tokyo in May. Happy birthday, Merry Christmas, Shinichi.”

[oscconfessions]

i hate the fact i have the PERFECT cross over idea but its a really small fandom compared to the osc thats so big its hard to get recognized.

the cross over would be ii x camp here and there (a fictional horror podcast, DEFINITELY RECOMMEND IT!!!)

theres only 2 other people in the chnt fandom that i know of that watch object shows, and one of them doesnt even watch ii

but guys im being sosososo fr its so similar its not even funny. taco and elijah are like, the same guys. both characters stalking the main cast, not the same motives but still. but also having that same vibe almost. and even with the side characters of chnt. like silver spoon and candle are so juniper and rowan coded. joshua and yvonne are basically balloon and nickel. lucielle and jedidiah literally just tea pot and test tube. sydney definitely microphone. and the one that made me realize this was marisol and salem being lightbulb and paint brush. MARISOL IS LITERALLY TRANS FEM GUYS.

i know that like NONE of yall seeing this are in the chnt community, butttt i definitely recommend it a listen. and i will forever cherish this au bc it combines two of my hyperfixations.

also it kinda is weird with teapot and test tube there bc lucielle is jedidah's mom so idk there :pp

anyways imma go draw more of this au. this has been on my mind for MONTHS now and i love it i love it i love it

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[misty-zzz]

YIPPEE

im having a LOT of fun combining these 2 fixations.

for those who dont know, cuz i bet theres gonna be some ii people who dont know, camp here and there is a fictional horror podcast! i realized that some of the characters in ii had some parallels in each of the stories. oh and for the chnt people, its just a silly object show :3

parallels and characters under the drawings!

also ive been wanting to draw objects with animal features more, but its not my main style, so i wanted to do it with this au!

okay sooo

uhh

sydney - microphone

jedidiah - test tube

elijah - taco

lucielle - tea kettle (which is kinda weird cuz her son is jedidiah, so test tube is tea kettle's daughter now..? BUT THE PERSONALITIES....)

so in the story of chnt, sydney meets up with elijah in the woods. so do taco and mic.

both taco and elijah are sorta the villians through out the story

both elijah and taco were (sorta, for elijah) there before the story

sydney and microphone can be a lot for some people

test tube seem like the type to stay up all night on a project and ignore everyone else.

tea kettle and lucielle are both motherly like, but can lash out very easily (lucielle literally used a flame thrower 😭)

taco and elijah like tea :3

also i thought that since sydney talks into a microphone throughout the podcast it would be funny to have him as microphone

and i gave taco a cat mask instead of the pink elephant mask because her she has sorta cat like limbs :p

thank you for coming to my ted talk of me combing 2 fixations. im still working on this, but maybe suggest which characters are which :0