After learning about Vulcans’ response to chocolate and sugar, McCoy decided to pursue an experiment to see what the reaction to other items would be. However, he only made it as far as vanilla when, after putting a few drops of vanilla essence into Spock’s lunch, the Vulcan became lethargic, started asking the replicator for pizza rolls and proceeded to stare out the view screen muttering things about how space is so huge, just like… really big, man.
im already graduated but the fact that normal majors have you take a series of short classes throughout the day that you attend multiple times a week instead of 6 hour weekly classes still blows my mind. every time i read a college AU fic and they go “he sat through all his classes absorbing nothing” (its always this phrase) im like … all …………… his classes … all his classes … all his …… classes ………… because ive never had more than 2 classes in a day but those 2 classes would stack up to 12 hours of work
in an alternate universe fishmobs and mobfishs are just normal mob and normal fish and in that same universe someone goes "hey what if we put a fishmobs head onto a mobfish!" and where we see a normal fish, they see a cursed Horror.
this is an eye-opening thought that opened all three of my eyes
Quick warmup featuring Nico and his black fire from @gr33kg0ds’s fanfic Secrets because this idea intrigues me. Does black fire still cast light?? Does it cast shadows instead??? If it does cast light does the light look like it has no source since ya know, the fire’s black?????
Also I like the idea of shadows moving freely on/over Nico when he’s in the dark, and I feel like that’s portrayed pretty well with this colouring style.
Bucky, Steve & you are called into the principal's office bc your daughter was fighting. It turns out she was fighting bc some asshole was beating up on some smaller kid with health issues (a la pre-serum Steve). All your daughter has to say for herself is: "I don't like bullies so I told the punk to pick on someone his own size." Although Steve & Buck are proud, you're the one that breaks the silence: "did you have him on the ropes?" Your daughter slowly nods. "That's my girl," you wink.
Bucky and you high five, much to the dismay of the principal