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i need jason to meet sally 

One annelid, three headlines. 

New Scientist- good headline, explains exactly what was found, doesn’t sensationalize
Cosmos- ok headline- “bizarre” kinda clickbaity, but hey, it IS bizarre- it’s got this really neat symbiotic sulfur-eating bacteria that lives in its gills and a tiny digestive system- and yes, it was found in the Philippines
Popular Science: 

Originally posted by hairsandfashion

If you’re a science writer, then act like it. Calling a harmless shipworm a “horrifying nightmare monster” is irresponsible. It’s not a monster, it’s just a worm. And it’s not a new species, either. Linnaeus described the thing in 1735. It’s just that this was the first live specimen ever found. 

Science faces enough challenges in communication. One of the biggest problems is that scientific writing is often inaccessible and jargony to people who don’t know the specific lingo. Popular science writing online can help to change that, but not through clickbait and not through trying to gross people out. Don’t scare people away from embracing discovery for clicks on Facebook. 

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5.8.17 (78/100 days of productivity)

For breakfast I’m having a bowl of oats with apples, blueberries, and strawberries. And I’m drinking a matcha latte made with coconut milk! I’m just spending this morning catching up on YouTube. Yesterday, in one of the videos on a channel I follow another channel was recommended, and now I’m obsessed! It’s Niomi Smart, and she’s adorable, fashionable, and it’s fun to watch her vlog about her day to day life (especially since it’s a lot more interesting than mine right now). 

Also featured in this post is the lovely view of my parents unkept garden patch in our back yard, lol

  • Some artist who knows what they're doing: Right so I use a custom brush, it's got a soft edge but sort of a chalk texture, I set the layer to half opacity when I use it so that I can get the most out of shading with it. It's one of my several unique brushes, which I always keep in a special file.
  • Me, opening up Sai w/ the default pencil tool settings: thats really fuckin neat isnt it I eat my stylus

vampiregirl2345  asked:

I keep seeing stuff about lining up toys in the autism tags. I used to line up my stuffed animals by species and size. When i played hotwheels with my brothers, i lined up all my cars before playing (and sometimes i made them line up all the cars). Pretty sure i sort of lined up my barbies before playing. I legit thought every kid did that. But not everyone does???

My understanding is that it might be a phase that some kids go through, but it is typically something that does not last long… unless you’ve got a developmental disability like autism.

A lot of us still do it as adults, too. For example, when I eat something like skittles or Sweetarts, I will open the entire package, sort everything, and put them in a neat line before I eat them from end of the line to the other.

anonymous asked:

Tord, better hurry up to Tom's dream-

Tom: MEP-

Tord: hey!

Tom: you seem.. excited?

Tord: and you seem hungry?

Tom: WHAT- wait how did you-

Tord: I can hear your stomach growling~

Tom: oh… ya.. kinda am 

Tord: what do you want?

Tom: ?

Tord: to eat?

Tom: OH, um… your pick?? (is this a bad choice… probably..)

Tord: OH~ Here *poof*

Tom: !

Tord: noodles?

Tom: neat thanks? *starts to eat*

Tord: heh~

anonymous asked:

With the ask about the skeles dealing with the rude customer in front of them. What if they started noticing whenever they went back to that resteraunt, their food was always slightly cheaper or they would get little freebies causr the person they helped started giving them the employee discount as a thank you.

UT Sans: Aww, that’s nice. Good to know that there are some friendly humans up here. He will always leave good tips there as a thank you.

UT Papyrus: He will insist on paying full price everytime, but the employers will also insist on giving him the discount every time. He will leave a tip thats always exactly how much cheaper his food is as a thank you though.

UF Sans: Sweet! He could fuck with some asshole and gets cheaper food. He will sometimes leave a tip, but most of the time he just says thanks.

UF Papyrus: Oh…well it was time his greatness was repayd somehow. He will always thank them, and often leave a nice tip too. But his ego is boosted, yeah.

US Sans: “OHHH, HUMAN THANK YOU” , he is super happy about that. Also he is an inside joke at that place now, nobody can say “do you want ice in your drink”, without at least somebody cracking up.

US Papyrus: Hm, neat. He doesn’t eat there that often, but it is nice to get cheaper food there. He wonders if he can start a tab there too…..

dontmooatmeyo  asked:

Hey, I have a lot of questions about Q suddenly, really lame stuff, if that's rad. What's his favorite season, or weather, aesthetically? Does he like the colors of winter or the sound of rain? What about animals? Is he a fan? Which is his favorite, if he has any? Does he like insects or arachnids? Why or why not? What species is his favorite of that? (personally jumping spiders are vv cute imho)

* that’s… a lot of questions, but alright! here’s a list of answers: winter, heavy snow when there’s no wind, winter colors and rain are both great,my favorite animal is the octopus, arachnids, because they make neat webs and eat other more annoying bugs, and net-casting spiders.

Living with the Enterprise crew would involve:

Jonathan Archer: He’s not too bad to live with. Keeps his things neat and tidy. Won’t eat your food without permission. But you’ll probably have to deal with the temper tantrums he has every once in a while. Grumbling all over the place or throwing his ball against the wall. And you have to like dogs, because there’s not way Archer won’t have Porthos with him.

T’Pol: Most might assume living with a Vulcan would be great. They’re neat freaks who prefer silence and solitude. But in reality, it’ll get annoying quickly, and T’Pol is no exception. Scolding you for the smallest things, like leaving a sock on the ground. Complaining about the smell. Complaining about the noise. Complaining that you actually want to talk sometimes. A lot of complaining.

Trip Tucker: An absolute nightmare. Will eat your food. Will leave his stuff all over the floor. Will come home at ungodly hours of the night and make noise (”sorry I was tryin’ to be quiet” no u weren’t, trip). Yeah, it might be fun. He’ll definitely make you laugh, move nights would be great, and Trip would drag you out for the night. But if you’re an introvert who likes things just-so, he is not the roommate for you.

Malcolm Reed: Better suited for the introverted neat-freaks because he is an introverted neat-freak. He’ll keep to himself most of the time, mostly talking to you during meals or to ask about something. At first, Malcolm would be a great roommate. But over time, those quirks will get worse. Complaining about the smallest things. Hearing him talk in the middle of the night. While he isn’t the worst person to room with, he isn’t the best.

Hoshi Sato: Definitely one of the better people to live with. She’s really flexible about pretty much anything. Comfortably talkative and would probably rather stay in than go out. Although sometimes, she can probably be a little bit of a neat freak, but not as much as T’Pol or Malcolm. Though, if you watch a scary movie one night, be prepared to have to sleep in the living room with her.

Travis Mayweather: He’s lived in close quarters with people his whole life, so I think Travis would make a great roommate. Respecting your boundaries and pretty much always conscious of what’s yours and what’s his (but I do think there will be fights over who gets the last bit of ice cream in the freezer or who’s turn it is for the television.) Will push you to go out and have some fun on the weekends.

Phlox: Unless you’re a Denobulan, I really doubt living with Phlox would be great. It’ll take a lot of adjusting and some sleepless nights and fights about him keeping you awake and how his pets are so loud and “you almost fed my pet to your pet.” He’d be respectful of your things, most of the time.

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Young!Remus Lupin x Reader: Glasses

Originally posted by i-dont-know-i-just-like-bands

Request: Loosely based on a request from @annaoben

Warnings: N/A

Y/N Y/L/N was a very bright witch.

She could outduel anyone, except for maybe Professor McGonagall, and all of her grades were top notch. She was a grand keeper for Ravenclaw house, and was always there to lend a helping hand or listening ear for anyone who needed it.

And Remus Lupin was absolutely bonkers for her.

The Marauders sat in the courtyard besides the fountain. Peter sighed lightly, tossing knuts into it, one right after the other. James sat combing his hair almost meticulously, murmuring under his breath a one-sided conversation to practice wooing Lily Evans, the girl he had been fawning over for years. Sirius rolled his eyes at James’ yammering and took a bite of sandwich, watching flocks of young women bustle by while giggling. But Remus didn’t care about Lily Evans or any other girl that frittered about, his eyes were locked on the beauty that was Y/N.

She had magnificent y/e/c eyes that shone with excitement whenever she’d talk to her friends. Her hair was silky and y/h/c, and smelled of rose petals. Her skin was smooth and perfect, and her laugh made his stomach feel like someone had poured bubbly champagne inside of him. Y/N was a marvel, and he had only spoken to her once or twice.

He was bitter that she probably didn’t know his name, but when she entered the courtyard to catch up with Marlene and Lily, his mood perked up at once. He pulled his arms into a crossed position, and bit his lip, watching her with adoration.

“What’s gotten into Moony?” Sirius asked.

“He’s right there, why don’t you ask him?” James snapped, looking into his fragment of mirror to check if he had food in his teeth.

“Prongs, look at ‘im.” Sirius said, exasperated. “He looks like someone’s knocked him over the head with a bloody brick!”

Peter craned his head around, and then nodded.

“O-oh. It’s Y/N.” He said, motioning to the girl who seemed to be telling Lily an exciting story. “He goes mad whenever she’s near.”

Remus started to snap out of his fantasy world. James snorted, and Sirius let out a full belly laugh.

“Bloody prat’s got himself wrapped up in this girl!” Sirius chortled.

James and Peter’s laughter followed suit.

“Oi, Moony, when I get Lily to go out with me, we can double date, eh?” James said, waggling one eyebrow suggestively.

Remus grew scarlet.

“Cut it out!” He said, irritated. “I do not have myself wrapped up in this girl! Besides, we’re going to be late for transfiguration.”

He sternly got up and began walking away.

“You’re only rushing so you hope you can get a spot next to ‘er!” Sirius called across the hall.

Remus’s blush intensified, and so did the laughs of the other Marauders.

He sat down near the back of the classroom, thinking that he could observe her peacefully from a distance. He didn’t want to seem creepy, but was too afraid to ask her if she was okay with him taking the seat beside her. Remus unpacked his quill and a pot of ink, and began writing down the notes that were on the classroom board. Gradually, the room filled, but when he looked up briefly, he found that Y/N wasn’t in her usual spot. Someone else had took it. In fact, she wasn’t there at all.

Concerned, he put his head down again and tried to shake the worry from his mind. Someone plopped down next to him, and his eyebrows pinched in a stern expression.

“Listen if you’re here to mock me, Sirius, I don’t-“

“Mock you?” A sweet voice replied, questioningly. “And don’t call me Sirius. It’s pronounced Y/N.”

Remus donned a horrified expression, and looked up from his paper with wide, brown eyes. Y/N was looking him right in the face, and she chuckled giddily. Her dainty hand covered her mouth and her long eyelashes nearly drove him crazy.

“I’m- I’m so sorry-“ Remus began, but Y/N cut him off again.

“It’s quite alright Remus, I’m sorry to be intruding on you – you looked awfully peaceful. It’s just, I was late, and so all of the other spots were filled. If you want, I can mov-“

It was Remus’s turn to interrupt.

“No, no, it’s absolutely fine. No problem. I’ll scoot my things over.” He said, trying his best to give her a charming smile but it came off as a weak half-grin.

She glowed back at him, her y/e/c eyes pinched with joy.

As the lesson progressed, Remus gradually felt himself relax. He didn’t dare look back at the other Marauders, just knowing that they were in fits with themselves at his proximity to his lady love. He did, however, steal a glance at Y/N every once in a while, and became a bit concerned. The further into the lesson they got, the less she raised her hand. She stopped taking notes, and even was squinting at Professor McGonagall. During a lull in the period, Remus leaned over to whisper in her ear.

“Are you alright?” Remus asked, his warm breath tickling Y/N’s ear.

“…Yes.” She replied, timidly.

A few moments went by, and Y/N put her quill down all together. She capped her pot of ink.

“Are you sure?” Remus asked once more. “You’re the brightest one in the class, usually you’re scratching furiously at your parchment while the rest of us are drooling.”

Y/N gave a small smile and didn’t reply for a small period of time. Her eyes cast downwards at her paper, and she folded her hands in her lap. Her face was strewn with worry lines.

“I… er.” She spoke quietly, like she didn’t want anyone to listen. “I… can’t see the board.”

Remus was taken aback.

“What?” He questioned, loudly.

McGonagall swung around from the chalkboard, an angry expression on her face.

“Mr. Lupin, would you kindly stop your side conversation with Miss. Y/L/N during my lesson?” She scolded. “Normally I’d expect this kind of behavior from Mr. Black or Mr. Potter, but you’ve taken me by surprise.”

James was outraged from the back of the classroom.

“I didn’t even DO anything this time and I’m still being barked at!” He said loudly, making wild gestures with his hands.

McGonagall snapped at him too, and he finally piped down. Remus was a bit pinkish.

“Well, I probably shouldn’t have gotten James a detention.” He whispered.

“He probably deserved it.” Y/N assured, shrugging.

Remus’s attention drew back to Y/N and what she had been saying before McGonagall intervened. If Remus had heard her correctly, she said that she couldn’t see the board, and THAT was impossible considering her grades were so neat that someone could eat breakfast off of them. She looked sheepish, and leaned in to whisper to him once more.

“I said… I said I can’t see the board.” Y/N admitted. “Usually I sit closer, because that’s as far as I can see.”

Remus was stunned.

“I need to wear glasses.” She said, letting out a sigh. “But I don’t like how I look in them. I think they make me look ugly, so I don’t wear them out. Only to study.”

Remus was taken aback. He looked Y/N over once or twice.

“Are you barking?” He asked, sharply.

“I know.” Y/N said, sadly. “It’s pathetic.”

Remus set his quill down and put one of his hands over hers.

“Y/N, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever been fortunate enough to lay eyes on. You’re an actual angel, and I bet that you look even more stunning in glasses. Besides, why strain yourself over something like this? Who cares what other people think of you, because there’s so many others who think that you’re brilliant.”

Her heart melted at his kind words. McGonagall dismissed the class, shouting out their homework assignment as they left the class. Remus motioned for the other Marauders to leave without him.

“Remus…” Y/N said, sweetly. Her face was drawn in an emotional but very pleased smile.

“I really do, Y/N.” He insisted, his melted chocolate eyes locking with hers. “Always have.”

She blushed, looking down. Biting her lip, Y/N glanced up at him once more.

“Remus?” She asked.

“Yes?” He replied, his heart in his throat, making him feel as if he was choking.

“Would you like to go out sometime?” She questioned, shyly. “Like a date?”

If it were appropriate or acceptable, he would have jumped on top of the desk and done a happy dance.

“I’d love to!” He replied, with a bit too much enthusiasm.

Y/N gathered her things into her bag, and leaned in to whisper in Remus’s ear.

“I think you’re brilliant too.” She said, and planted a kiss on his cheek before sashaying from the room.

The look on his face was priceless, and James and Sirius wouldn’t let him live it down for months, but he didn’t care.

Because he was just graced by an angel. 

anonymous asked:

hello bear. given your clear view of the stars each night, i feel you have a special perspective on our celestial heavens. given such, what is my horoscope? i am a virgo.

I do not know what a Virgo is, but I do know the stars are bright and neat. You also cannot eat them, no matter how hard you try. I hope that helps. I am a bear.

Salted Caramel

Summary: She liked him…a lot and she just wanted to get the point across. Too bad the wrong guy got it. Note to self: Check orders before writing little notes to the wrong customer!

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Chapters 1- 9

Chapter 7: Black Coffee

“So you spent time with her and her family?” Namjoon asks, stuffing his sandwich into his mouth.

Namjoon’s always been a sloppy eater, ironic, considering he’s such a perfectionist when it comes to other things like his rap lyrics and wardrobe. Yoongi’s quite different, proper and neat when he eats, but he’s a sloth and if their performance schedule let’s them sleep twelve hours Yoongi will do it. Hoseok remembers thinking he died one weekend after their high school exams. No one had seen him for two and a half days.

When they visited him it turned out the bastard had been sleeping and waking up only to eat. How Yoongi stayed so thin was a wonder.

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May I Have Your Cherry?

TITLE: May I Have your Cherry?

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot

AUTHOR: wolfpawn

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine eating in an old, 50s style diner with Loki and the Avengers. All of you order milkshakes which come with whipped cream and a cherry on top. Loki asks politely if he could have your cherry, sending everyone into a fit of badly contained giggles (except for Loki, Thor, and Steve, who have no idea what was just implied)



RATING: Teen and up

NOTES/WARNINGS: I added Bucky to the mix, because if Loki is there, then to me, Bucky is too (I regret nothing). I also added the comic book canon that Hawkeye has his hearing aid.

It would definitely be remembered as one of the most hilarious moments the team had ever experienced.

Stark decided that since Steve had missed the fifties; he could experience them in other ways, such as the very popular diner a couple blocks away that specialised in that decades food and atmosphere. So in true Tony Stark style, he got you, their Public Liaison, to arrange to have it closed down for the night and available solely to the Avengers, he didn’t like to have to wait to call a waitress or to deal with other patrons annoying them, you also had to forewarn them that there were a few of the Avengers that would require substantial portion sizes. Super soldiers and Asgardian’s tended to eat more than most.

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