Decided to eat my mango all by myself while no one was home. (Yes, I didn’t want to share.) Was aware of the GIANT ASS SEED in it this time.

Look isn’t that beautiful. Last time I just ate it like an apple. Then I decided to go all in and see if the glass thing worked to peel it.

Holy shit it worked

Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!! This is amazing!

What an adventure! Bon appétit!

anonymous asked:

Do you think that Clark has any idea what he does to the people around him? "Miss Grant sure is friendly." "That Winn sure is swell. He's such a nice guy"

this TORMENTS me okay because on the one hand, it’s fucking HILARIOUS if Completely Monogamous But Aggressively Bisexual Clark is 223% aware of the effect he’s having on people and just gets a kick out of aw shucksing it up and acting oblivious to mess with Kara. 

to a certain degree I almost have to wonder if his powers make it impossible not to know? I mean… he can hear people talking about him, right? and smell their nervous perspiration around him? he can hear their hearts start racing when he smiles at them just so, can’t he? and if all else fails, well, the dude has x-ray vision. there is literally nothing your body can do in response to him that he couldn’t see if he was looking. 

but maybe he would never in a million years go looking; his adopted parents must have taught him right quick how rude it is to go looking in people’s clothes without them knowing, right?

because as funny as Doing It On Purpose Clark would be, I really do want him to be that pure and too good for this world. I really do. I really want a Clark Kent who physically comes across as the embodiment of the white American masculine power fantasy - The body! The virtual invulnerability! Women fall all over him! - but just… Isn’t That At All, because Martha Kent raised him right.   

so he only uses the x-ray vision when he has a damn good reason to, he politely pretends he doesn’t hear the heart palpitations he causes everywhere he goes, and whether he’s Clark or Superman he overcompensates with a level of determinedly cheerful obliviousness that people find almost unbelievable.

of course he knows; he can’t help but know. but he’s not going to say a damn word about it, because he’s a good guy. 

Am I doing this whole vapor wave aesthetic wrong??