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I ❤ my OCs

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Semi-selective rp blog. Mun: 15/AFAB/Nonbinary/Leo/Any Pronouns "I am not a saint, unless you think of a saint as a sinner who keeps on trying.” -Nelson Mandela
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Last week I think? Pom brought up that they had read something about lawyers jogging to help with anxiety and that they could see Benny doing that which I heckin’ LOVED the idea of, so I went out and read a thing about lawyers also meditating to help with stress, so all of that combined with the already existent headcanon of mine that Benny is made of pipe cleaners and duct tape (read: flimsy as all heck) resulted in me writing this little ditty.

Just a shortish one-shot that I’ve been calling “Benny Jogs to Taco Bell” even though a more accurate title would be something along the lines of:

“Benny Tries to Run from his Problems but is Harshly Reminded that he is his Own Problem Most of the Time (also Oliver is there)”

Contains fluff, doctors doing doctor things, and lots of robots being robotic. Rated PG-13 tops probably, fic below the cut, rip mobile users. 1800 words. Not the best thing I’ve ever written, but I still like it, so enjoy. I don’t think there’s any applicable trigger warnings since they’re all robots?

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(For the “dead” thing) Funky sees Everett limping on the bed without any sign of life. She couldn't believe he didn't make through after all of the days of recovery he had. The tension began to tighten her throat and chest that almost made her want to let out a cry.

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Everett wanted to wake up. But he couldn’t. If he did, his battery would die within a few minutes. He also seemed to have gained a little weight, strangely…. 

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"It will, I'm sure." He said quietly. He purred, and curled up.

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Anonymous asked:

Im gona start taking prozac and I'm like, pretty scared about it. Is there anything I need to know before I start taking it?

meds tw

im not on prozac, but if anyone else has any experience..?

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Eat before taking any dose above 20 mg. For me, 40 mg fucked up my stomach if I didn't.

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Everett coughed and nodded. “Yeah, I’d rather not be hit by that.” He laid on his side, and promptly fell asleep.

“Well, if you’re going to be boring like that, then fine.” Toonpupless shrugged and reluctantly put down the frying pan. After dramatically cracking his knuckles and promptly wincing at the pain, Toonpupless started to get to work. 

- - - 

“Alright big guy, you can wake up now! I just need to put a few finishing touches on your suit. I was gonna go with a fashionable neon yellow with green polka dots, but I figured since you’re so boring you’d want an ordinary Lawbot suit instead.” 

Toonpupless hummed and whistled to himself as he put the last few buttons and pockets onto Everett’s new suit, jacket, pants, and shiny new shoes included. 

Looking around, it could be seen that it was now daylight. Houndless was slumped over in a chair across the room, fast asleep and softly snoring.

Once Toonpupless was finished, he backed away and pretended to wipe sweat off his brow. 

“I repaired your injuries as best I could, you may find it awkward to move around for the next few hours, but you should be back to normal in due time. 

Also, if you find yourself spontaneously making bird calls without meaning to, there is no need to be alarmed: it’s just a harmless side effect. HOWEVER, if you find yourself barking uncontrollably with a sudden desire to quit your dayjob in favor of being an Elvis Presley impersonator; contact me IMMEDIATELY because that means the procedure went horribly wrong and you only have 24 hours left to live. But otherwise, you have nothing to worry about!!” Toonpupless explained with an awkward nervous laughter that clued in to the fact that he wasn’t joking about that last part. He grabbed a cloth and started wiping off the excess oil off both himself and his work table. With a nod of his head, he motioned over to Houndless. 

“Oh yeah, I’m sure Hound will be thrilled to bits to see you awake, feel free to wake him up whenever you’re ready to stand up again. Unless you have any questions, I’m gonna go see if Conway finally wants to see the cog I’m trying to build from scratch.” 

Everett accidentally made a peacock noise, and then covered his mouth in embarrassment. He kept his mouth shut, but couldn't help his tears. Chances were, there were friends of his he'd never see again. He put his head in his hands, and cried softly.

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gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

So, I have to say something. 

This is my favorite post on this website. 

I’ve seen this post in screenshots before, and the first time I read it, I cried. Just sat there with tears running down my face. 

Because this, right here, is the best of us, we humans. That we hope, and dream of the stars, and we don’t want to be alone. That this is the best of our technology, not Terminators and Skynet, but our friends, our companions, our legacy. Our message to the stars. 

I’m flat out delighted, and maybe even a little honored, that I get to reblog this.

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dharmagun

when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit.

i am straight up whimpering in an unmanly fashion

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Your Tumblr username decides your profession. How is your first day at work?

Well, I’m a Kryptonian, so probably pretty bloody good.

I AM THE HUSH UPON THE HORIZON AT DAWN.

I SEE ALL AND KNOW ALL.

I AM LIMINAL SPACE.

QUAKE IN MY PRESENCE, MORTALS.

so pretty good. the day is going well for me thanks.

I am a bookshelf.  I get to sit back in one place and cradle all of the knowledge in the world within myself.

…yeah, no complaints here.

I’m not even sure….but I think I am pretty worn out….

I go and be me.

Today actually was filled with both frogs and coffee. In fact, I think there will be more coffee soon. Now if I could only get paid for this…

I guess I’ll conquer something?

I’m a lucid dreamer. Pretty awesome.

I hover at the shoulders of great thinkers and creators and I have Opinions, woe to those who don’t listen to and consider them…

I am now questioning my life choices

I am a vendor of stories :D

I reckon I should sing. Hahahahaha.

._.

i’m a voodoo doll whose only job is to greet people.

sounds easy enough…

Underpaid and breaking the dress code

Snake Plissken: Cattle Rancher

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beetleboo

I am either scaring insects, or am a scary insect. Personally I’d prefer the latter.

Im a warden who can’t keep all these prisoners in her because i was cursed by a witch or something?

I’m a snake

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100+ FOLLOWERS WOW

Bad news: The thing I wanted to finish for this is gonna have to be a different milestone/holiday because I’m losing motivation for it.

GOOD NEWS: I am totally motivated (and finally have time) to draw other people’s stuff!

THAT’S RIGHT, REQUESTS, BABY! Send in up to two references per person of your toons, cogs, doodles, kitchen sinks, whatevers alongside either a pose/emotion or a little bit about them and I’ll doodle as many of them as I can for ya’, similarly to Mumble up there.

(Base colors are in the middle) Bill is the CFO! He's paralyzed from the waist down due to a train running over him. As such, he cannot walk or stand up. He gets around, of course, via wheelchair. He's kind, and a very happy guy despite his disability.

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Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

ask-omnipony:
I don’t really believe this mumbo jumbo
I mean it’s a goddamn hat.
Right..?
The white rose, it symbolizes the unique beauty of all the women who wish not to be with a nice guy such as myse-
I wonder if this works with other kinds of hat…
Nothing ventured, nothing gained…
WHEEEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYE LIKE A BIG PIZZA PIE THAT’S AMORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Men of Tumblr are my favorite kind of people…
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jamesbleach

wait, does that mean?

oh boy…….

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usedtobehmc

Luckily, this nonsense doesn’t work on girls.

Observe…

IT’S GOTTEN BETTER!

This post is immaculate

It can’t be true.

And it can’t possibly work on motorcycle helmets.

I must test it.

Nothing happening so far…

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strampunch

HOLY SHIT IT WORKS

What in the world?

Oh why not? This should be interesting.

Here we go!

Were all mad here in Underland!

What the hell! Never Again!

… Actually …

One more time.

Alright, I gotta try this!

Can’t be that bad!

….

…oh my god…

LOL

This just gets better and better

This is one of my favourite things to look at

holy shit this stuff is back

The Gravity Falls one though

i wonder if it works for flower crowns?

here goes nothin-

w HAT THE

DID I JUST-

WHAT THE FUCK

Okay Clearly something is up.

Hmm… I wonder

I’m sure nothing could possibly…

HOLY SHIT

IT GOT BETTER

nukewolf

I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING SO LONG FOR THIS POST OH MY GOD!!!

I wonder what happens when you wear 8 of these at once…

Never not reblog

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ryrobsessed

IT’S ON MY DASH. ACTUALLY ON MY DASH.

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cate-geo

Oh my God, there are so many new ones

Friggin, yis

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wildishmazz

Always reblog.

IT HAS EVOLVED

The legend marches on…

BEWARE THE MAGIC OF HATS

JDNXHSBSBF

I T ‘ S  B A C K 

a classic meme from when the world was less of a tire fire

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self care is putting the X Files on in the background because Mulder and Scully’s conversations soothe you unlike anything else

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fat bodies tutorial!

ALRIGHT SO my pal @kalreyno wanted help with drawing fat characters and as a fat artist i felt like i could give a bit of helpful insight on that. there’s also been a lot of complaining about “boo hoo fat characters are hard to draw so i can’t include them in my work Ever” goin on lately so if that’s your case then this is for you too!! and also just for anyone who would like help with fat bodies in general, ofc. anyway, let’s get this show on the road!!

let’s start with some common misconceptions. these are the two main attempts at chubby bodies i run into, so i’ll focus on them. 

the Anime Chubby i see everywhere, and it’s just……so wrong in many ways. first of all, there is almost no additional body fat compared to your average thin character - except for where it’s added in “attractive” places (breasts, hips, thighs). the breasts are way too perky, and don’t have the realistic shape fat would give them (though how to draw accurate breasts is another tutorial all on its own lmao). there is still a thigh gap, which usually only happens in very thin people, and bones are still visible on the surface of the skin, which also rarely happens in fat people.

the Michelin Man is better in some ways, but still not that great. it’s a slightly better attempt, but basically all that’s done there is taking a thin character and blowing them up, while giving no thought to fat distribution. the thigh gap is usually still present, and they look a lot more hard than soft - and fat is very soft and pliable.

here’s a chart on how fat usually distributes (if you can’t read my messy writing, “1. next to no fat, 2. moderate amount, 3. most of the fat distribution”). basically, the more muscle an area has, the more prone it is to develop fat, such as the abdomen, thighs, and upper arms. it’s important to note that fat sits on top of muscle, and that it does distribute in different levels, and not evenly across the body as shown in the Michelin Man. 

now, here’s an accurate fat body with all of that kept in mind!! notice how the fat isn’t only kept to aesthetically pleasing areas, and how it sits realistically on the character’s body. their breasts sag a lot more, which happens even in thin people with larger breasts, and the nipples are pointing more downwards than straight out. there is no thigh gap in sight, there are no bones in sight, and most importantly, they have fat rolls, which are very important in drawing a convincing fat character!! as far as i know i’ve never met a single person with no rolls at all, and everyone has them, whether thin or fat - they’re just more prominent and more consistently present in fat people. pay close attention to where they are and how they’re shaped.

here are a couple of drawings showing how fat is affected when sitting vs stretching. as seen in the first, the fat specifically on the stomach is distributed a lot more evenly and stretched out, so it becomes “flatter”. the love handles are still pretty visible, though, as well as the fat on the thighs and arms. the breasts are raised with the shoulders, and the fat on the shoulders and near the neck forms rolls as it’s being pushed together. 

in the second, there is a lot less room for distribution, so the fat is all pushed together. the breasts sag and the stomach forms rolls and spills into the lap. a good analogy for the way fat works is to liken it to a water balloon, and thinking of how its shape would change when resting flat on a surface, hanging off of a ledge, held upright, etc.

here are a few extra tips i find a lot of people miss!

first on the top is the hip/pubic region. the first circle is showing the way the bellybutton is folded in fat people, as opposed to stretched out in thinner people. the second is the stomach fat spilling over onto the pubic region and creating a separation in the two areas, which is something that’s missing in a lot of art. in addition, the pubic mound also gains fat, making it round as seen in the profile drawing i did up there (i’ve heard people refer to it as fupa?). the last in the hip region is the lack of a thigh gap. i can’t stress this enough!!!! if you’re trying to draw a convincing fat character, make sure their thighs are pretty much always touching!! for reference, mine literally don’t separate until my feet are about 2ft from each other.

the bottom right is showing the double chin, which a lot of people are afraid to draw!! fat does distribute itself here too, and there’s nothing wrong with it, so don’t feel like you shouldn’t give fat characters a double chin in your work for fear of it looking like a caricature.

in the bottom middle, it’s showing how fat affects different types of breasts with the presence of more or less breast tissue. 

lastly, at the very right are stretch marks with their usual locations and directions, which i also can’t stress enough!!!!! i sometimes forget to add them honestly, but they’re so important in accurately portraying fat characters, as they literally come from the skin being stretched from fat being gained (and they’re also just rlly neat lookin like why wouldn’t you lmao). some people have less and some people have more, feel free to experiment with them!

the last thing is body types!! there isn’t one single way for a person to be fat, so feel free to experiment with shapes once you’ve learned the basics!! 

so there you have it, a tutorial on how to draw chubs!! now go forth and make some accurate fanart or some rad fat characters, because the world could always use more of both. hmu if you have any questions or concerns, and thanks for reading!!

EDIT: someone pointed out the bad wording in the tutorial. thank you for bringing it to my attention and sorry for offending anybody. i’ve updated the tut, so please reblog this one!

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Crows are scary They

  • use tools
  • Can be taught to speak (like parrots)
  • Have huge brains for birds
  • like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee
  • They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things
  • they are scary smart at solving puzzles
  • some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies
  • they can remember faces
  • SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.
  • They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q

Yeah but have you seen this 

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!

your son is Beautiful and Strong

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solitarelee

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories

@nentuaby - More birbfriends

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asymbina

BIRBS Seriously though: crows have been known to mimic common phone alert sounds & rings just to fuck with people walking through Central Park.

Don’t forget that they are one of the most intelligent animals on the planet, and most of the people only know them by the “crow are bad” history. That is sad.

Crows remember human faces. They remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. And the people who wrong them too. They don’t forget. They tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for.

crowd are fucking awesome

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