People Are Still Reporting Illnesses From Lucky Charms And Cheerios. The FDA Could Not Find The Cause

Photographer Gunarto Song captured a remarkable photo of a meteor falling “into” a volcano ( Mount Merapi, the most active volcano in Indonesia), and the resulting shot looks like there’s a green beam of light shooting up from the crater. (SOURCE)

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AI chan might be cute, but stealing art isn’t‼️

Short comic for Sonilver week 2022 for Day 4 Brithday

I didn't have the title for this short comic yet but I'll I hope you guys still enjoy it

Hope I'm not too late on this plus excuse to draw them and their dynamic along with lore

One dates anime by purchasing a body pillow with a favorite anime character and taking it to IHOP at two thirty in the morning.

Alright Anon, you're asking for this I'm honestly happy that it isn't anything weird also I never been to an IHOP before but I can only guess it's like a Denny's but bit more affordable(?) Idk, anyway here you go Anon hope I don't disappoint

Wholesome + Comfort Reader Insert fic

Read rating: General (Everyone can read it)

Word count: 360

Fandom: anime (unspecified)

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It's early in the morning not even past seven o' clock. the morning chips of the birds fill the quite morning commute outside the open window of an dimmed lit room. slowly opening and rubbing the tiredness from your eyes. feeling your body protesting not wanting to leave the warm embrace of the bed keeping you warm during your 6 hour slumber. you slowly force yourself to sit up on the bedside for a bit to grain your surroundings. the alarm clock on the nightstand is the only thing that illuminate in the dark room.

The clock flashing the numbers 2:15am even tho it's your day off the night shift at your job at the local brewery. your body become custom with the 9 to 5 routine for two years now. and it's too late to change it ow especially on this day that you earn fairly by how hard you worked these past few weeks. with tiredness still linger in your eyes you started to get dressed, brush your teeth, and trying your best to make yourself presentable for public standards. after everyday was done you decided to work on some house chores that you were neglecting for awhile now.

It taken an while to get some of them done but you feel reviled to get them over and done with. and it's was now time to go grab some breakfast with at new anime pillow you brought from an anime convention with your friends few months back. the pillow was mostly use as a form of protection in a sense to avoid creepy conversations with people that make you uncomfortable, along with being an cosplay prop for friends for the next con. in all honestly the pillow get you an sense of comfort and some wreids looks are better then creepy conversation. you drive to the nearest IHOP location to be the first one to eat breakfast together and avoid the morning rush of the work day.

nothing is going to ruin your attempt to have one of the most comfortable and wholesome day off that you can give yourself and the pillow as you possible can

Ghost never really learned how to properly tie a tie.

He never had reason to. Never had a father that would teach him, either. And when it comes to formal dress after joining the military, he’d always fidget and tug and prod at knots until they looked right, whether or not they were done properly.

He’s tried looking up tutorials, sure, but it’s just… overwhelming as to how many ways ties can be knotted. So he never bothers. Just does his best to pretend like he knows even when he’s so, so lost.

Because it doesn’t matter.

At least, not until—years down the line—his and Soap’s wedding.

Ghost figures it’s his time to finally learn, then, because it has to be perfect. He can’t mimic a knot for such an important day, just praying for the best, he has to do his tie up properly.

But he can’t.

He tries, over and over, watching videos and looking at picture-by-picture instructions, but he can’t. Ghost gets frustrated, hands trembling more and more every attempt until eventually he just… gives up. Rips off the tie and resigns himself to slumping into the nearest chair, running fingers desperately through hair he’d taken so long to make look nice.

Soap finds him much too close to the start of the ceremony, quick to rush to his side and ask what’s wrong.

Ghost isn’t sure when the tears had started welling, or when his bottom lip had started to wobble. He lets Soap gently guide his hands away from his head, pressing thumbs lightly into open palms.

“You’ll think it’s stupid,” Ghost mutters. His tie is loose around his neck, an irritating reminder of why he’s yet to be ready to meet Soap at the end of the aisle.

Soap smiles softly at him. He looks so handsome, as always—him and his perfectly tied tie.

“I doubt it,” he says, oh-so kindly. “Never is.”

Ghost laughs quietly, the sound shaky, watery. He swallows the lump that threatens to rise in his throat, peering into the comfort of Soap’s eyes to lend him strength as he confesses, “I can’t get my fucking tie right.”

“That’s all?” Ghost nods and Soap sighs, sitting down on his knees, pressing the back of Ghost’s hands to his forehead like an odd sort of worship. “Thank God. Had me worried you were rethinking things.”

"I'd never rethink this, I just—" Ghost takes a shuddering breath. "Fuck, I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Ghost mourns the loss of Soap's warmth as he lets go of his hands. He lifts a hand to drag through Ghost's hair, surely mussing it in a way that looks better than the tangled mess Ghost had probably left it as. "All you had to do was ask for help."

Ghost's gaze falls to the ground as shame burns his ears. "I just didn't want you to think—"

"I'd never think any less of you for not bein' able to tie a tie, Simon," Soap assures him. "There's a stupid amount of ways to do it 'right', anyway. C'mere."

Ghost leans forward enough for Soap to have a comfortable grip on his tie. He watches Soap's face the entire time, the subtle concentration in his expression, though surely he should be paying attention to how he ties the knot instead.

He doesn't move even as Soap has switched to adjusting his collar and smoothing the artificial wrinkles of his dress shirt.

"Pure braw," Soap murmurs. He sits up to capture Ghost in a kiss, sweet and innocent and comforting.

"You're supposed to save that for after the vows," Ghost says once they break apart.

Soap barks out a laugh. "Prude," he teases.

He stands slowly, then, wincing when his knees crack as he gets up. Soap offers out a hand to Ghost, of which Ghost happily accepts.

Soap grins at Ghost, then, bright and blinding and full of love.

"Let's go get married, then, shall we?"

Tails Doll for spooky season and made them look slimar to his living counterpart but still have the doll features

I am writing to ask you to consider sharing a petition. I don't know how far the story has spread, but a non-binary high schooler in Oklahoma (where i live) named Nex Benedict was killed as a result of an attack at Owasso High School two weeks ago. They were attacked on school property.

The state of Oklahoma School Superintendent, Ryan Walters, who has spent his tenure focused on book bans, villainizing teachers, fighting "the woke agenda," and whatever will get him on Fox news. As a part of this he has formed partnerships with the Moms for Liberty and Libs of Tiktok person, Chaya Raichik.

All of these actions include a near constant barrage of attacks on the lgbtqia community. As an lgbtqia person myself, with kids who are also part of the community, including non-binary children, i am incredibly saddened by Nex's death, and worried about the safety of my own children in this state.

It's just a petition and i know the impact feels limited. It feels small to me, but i would like to ask you to share it in the hopes that it might bring some news coverage and open talks in this state about removing this public official for the good of the community.

I appreciate your time and attention. (Obligatory big fan, because I am.)

The petition can be found here: https://chng.it/CvHz2J8QW4

Thanks.

Happy to share it.

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Hold Ryan Walters responsible for his role in Nex Benedict's death