#veriety

[gurkandbannis]

More Than Just Soysauce

Soysauce! 🫘 It has for a long time ben a staple in the asian cuisine 😗 and in the last 50+ years it has become a staple in the whole world 😙 BUT!! There are more than just one soy sauce! 😁 If you like what you see, feel free to comment below. We upload a video every single day so be sure to follow so you can take a part in our journey🥰🥰

[wendibird]

Ok imagine Sam and Castiel talking about some random angel-related problem, and Dean's half listening but he suddenly sits bolt upright because Sam and Castiel have slipped into Enochian. And are seemingly unaware of this fact. Eventually they switch back to English. They keep switching, all unaware, and gradually Dean realizes that they're switching whenever they need a word that their current language doesn't have. (also imagine that Sam speaks a somewhat archaic form of Enochian because Lucifer wasn't around for the eons during which the language changed - slowly, but it still changed - and Castiel finds his phrasing and accent beautiful)

*practically vibrating* OOOOOMG! This is like at the center of most of my "Sam speaks Enochian" headcanons and imagines!

Okay, but hear me out. (Sorry, about to make it angsty.) Lucifer and Michael were pretty much his ONLY sources for learning it. So he learned what he heard from them. I'd imagine there might be a few gaps in his knowledge, due to some subjects just never coming up when they were all down there.

So, one time Sam and Cas are conversing and Cas uses a word in Enochian and Sam gives him a quizzical look. Cas realizes he doesn't know that word. And he connects the dots and realizes why. And his expression softens with a hint of sadness. "Love. It means love, Sam."

[pseudo-satisfaction]

[popiplant]

wheres my real ones that like cellbit/roier/slimecicle or etoiles/slimecicle

[quartersold-blog]

Honestly I'm much more interested in the shadow bugs that I got. Hello-Kittys-Pastel-Bullshit isn't really my thing either, but I'm a bit obsessed with him. He's got such strong GNC vibes and honestly love him for it. Had to get him an intimidating partner. Dunno if I wanna give them silhouette scrolls tbh.

Sandollar/Robin/Robin (M)

Cantaloupe/Fire/Gloom

[juneegbertfanpage]

so hi tumblr i have a question

where do i start, like as a former-ish twitter user I wonder like. what do I do here. how do i make friends. honestly tumblr seems so nice for discussion i just need to find how to do so

adding tags for fandoms im in

[the-patchwork-girl-of-oz]

Anyway so I randomly started hyperfixating on the Archie comics again so if the fandom exists other than just Riverdale and porn of the female characters, please come find me🙏

[bolters-and-rivets]

Worcester-based British Railways (Western Region) Castle Class, 5071 "Spitfire", receives attention to it's motion-work during a pause at Oxford, 1959.

[nickleback-fan]

He comes.

I hear his soft soles

Through the aperture in the door

I knew he would return,

A sordid beast

But his eyes do not glow,

Oh no,

Neither does he wear black robes

Or carry a stave

He's one of us

He is closer now

I can almost hear him

Breathe.

My skin prickles, hairs on end

But I cannot move

As he advances, ever closer

I can almost make out his features in the moonlight

A crack in the curtains betrays his disguise

Almost

Powerless I wait

He comes

[functionalasfuck]

I love that for you. I love that you know what you like.

I, however, feel like a caged fucking animal with too many walls and not enough empty floor space. I want to be able to see most of my habitat from a singular vantage point. No one can hide from me. And the center must have a wide space with zero obstacles I have to maneuver around. Just a wide expanse of floor and nothing else for me to roll around in and be a general menace.

And I’ve been having a very hard time finding spaces like that since everyone loves walls and closed off rooms and labyrinths.

So I’m just proposing we exchange places. Anytime you see a place you hate, send it over to me. And anytime I see a place I hate, I’ll send it over to you and we can have a nice symbiotic relationship of opposites.

I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth

[damn-it-not-again]

I really need to get back into traditional art

[ghostbonetv]

Me talking to a friend: so yeah this is why i feel anxious and like shit today

Me 3 hours later alone: hmm why do I feel anxious and like shit today? Hmm there's no way anyone can figure this out. This is such a huge mystery.

[dykesbat]

ive been listening to this one visual kei playlist i found but since it has like 300 songs i knowww that none of these artists are gonna make it to my top artists and that kinda makes me sad

[6erikjohnson6-8calemakar8]

why is everyone leaving

aghhh

im fine....

compleatly and totally fine

└bo byram walking out of ball arena | 3.6.24

[wisegirlandseaweedbrainforever]

First off apologies to StarryFeathers on ff I know this is a rewrite of a certain scene from your fic "Lost Brother" I did love your fic, but as someone who was pushed out of their family due to disabilty, I didn't feel the conculsion was messy enough emotionally, so I rewrote "that one scene" so I could go back to writing my own fic, instead of this thing sloshying around my head forever. Again APPOLOGIES!

...

"That's just cruel father!"

Michelangelo hears Donatello shout.

The clink of pottery gets louder as he breaks into a run. Things have been too tense lately, he gets, but do they have to fight he knows Leo can hear them if nothing else.

"What's going on here?" Mikey asks as he enters the dojo.

"Splinter wants Raph to teach Leo how to fight!" Donnie says throwing his hands in the air.

"I mean that's a good thing right? That way we wouldn't have to worry about him, and dad so much?" Mikey responds confused.

"Not you too!"

"Hey! If this is about him not being right in tha head-" Raph starts

"Oh don't start that again" Donnie rounds on him. "I was there too, Raph! Just cause you can't face facts doesn't mean I love him less! Who built all those crutches as kids, huh? Who tried to teach him how to speak again huh? Me! And I'm telling you ninjitsu is too much for him! It's hard enough on a healthy body! You wear a knee brace, I've been nursing my ankle for over a month! His leg is twisted in two places! He can barely hold a fork! I get wanting to protect him, but that is why I am installing censors! Why we should have an escape route planned, and agreed upon places to meet up! Not for us to break him again!" Don screams tears flowing down his face.

"About that-" Mikey says quietly.

Everyone turns to face him.

Mikey quakes, but holds out the box that he is holding. "I was working on gathering Leo's things from the old lair, and look what I found"

"Is that my old tea pot?" Master Splinter says.

"It looks like it." Mikey replies.

"Didn't it break?" Donnie askes.

"It did indeed, my son" Splinter says simply.

"Leo tried to bring it to you last winter," Raph says. "When you got sick, he tried to help you like you always help him"

Splinter sighs.

"So he was putting it back together?" Mikey askes. "I didn't know he was able to do that?"

"He's more stubborn than a mule" Raph says. "Always has been."

"Hmmn" Mikey hums. "Where is he anyway? With all this arguing, I'd normally hear him falling down the stairs trying to stop us?"

"He's at April's. She wanted to see him, and this all' was a long time comin' " Raph growled "I didn't want him here for it. He's been too anxious as it is, since the cave in."

Donnie finally looked away. And Mikey didn't feel any better, almost leaving Leo behind after the mousers would always haunt him "how could they do that? Just forget about him altogether in an emergency?!" He knew objectively it was because Leo wasn't part of the team, when things got rough topside, they didn't have to worry about him, he was home and he was safe. But that hadn't been the case this time. They weren't topside when the mousers attacked, Leo hadn't been safe, and they should have been worried.

"He's still trying to fix us isn't he?" Don says breaking through Mikey's self depricating thoughts.

"Always the big brother huh? Even when we should be tha ones taking care of him." Raph says bitterly.

Splinter sighs again, "Shredder will still stop at nothing to destroy us, and my eldest is still helpless against him."

"You are so sure he's still in there Raph, why?" Donnie asks.

"Why don't you ask him?" Raph says, holding out his Shell-cell.

Donnie's forhead crinkles as he takes it, and Mikey moves around to read over his shoulder. The ID said Leo, and there were so many texts there, like the accident never happened, like Leo had always been there. Leo asking if dinner was ready, if they could watch space heroes, when April was coming to visit. Mikey barely remembered what that was like, for Leo to be part of their lives. He just remembered the accident, his broken body, how it had been him to suggest that tunnel for playing, sure Raph blamed himself for Leo going back to save him, Donnie for not seeing the signs of collapse, and dad for being topside when it all went down, but no one remembered Mikey had begged Leo to go play there, Leo had said it was dangerous, but Mikey hadn't listened, and Leo was never the same because of it.

"I never made Leo a phone" Don says, voice light with amazement.

"I gave him an old one of mine," Raph said awkwardly. "He was always so worried when we were gone, and this let him know how we were doing."

Donnie looks so horrified, and Mikey understands. All these years, the chasm between them felt so wide, yet if they'd only given him a key board it wouldn't have. They gave up on him too quickly.