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Since it's watermelon season!

My grandfather used to grow watermelons, among other things, and he told me about most of this, especially the orange spot. Those are the absolute best!

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Ok I did the thing

Don't look at it too hard

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I love the idea of Danny being just Some Guy.

Like yes he’s Phantom, yes he has ghost powers, yes he’s the King of the Infinite Realms. But to the BatFam? That is just Some Guy. A random dude - if you will.

They are positively baffled by him. Like he’s completely normal as far as they (and the background check) can see. Yet, he. Is. EVERYWHERE. (Not actually but it sure feels like it.)

The kids have a running bingo card of where he’ll turn up. Outside a warehouse they’re raiding? Check. Stopped a mugging? He was the one being mugged. Tim’s favorite coffee shop? He was just hired as a barista.  Seriously it’s like everytime they turn around he’s there.

Which wouldn’t be such a problem if he REACTED NORMALLY. But no. He doesn’t flee in fear, stare in awe, he doesn’t even try to say thank you. This man looked Batman in the eye and called him the furry vigilante - TO HIS FACE! He casually referred to Dick as “the flying monkey one” to Red Robin while also calling Tim a literal walking Red Flag. When he crosses paths with Duke he doesn’t always speak but he does always give him a snack. (Sometimes it’s candy, sometimes it’s fruit but it’s always food. And he only gives them to Duke.)

He once told Jason that he didn’t care that he was a crime lord and built like a brick house, Danny would kick his ass and drag his “rotted milk soul” too hell if the gun fights kept going on past midnight. (He had exams in the morning damnit.)

He will only call Damian “baby ninja” no matter how many times the kid insists that his name is Robin.

Spoiler and Orphan? The only ones he’s respectful to but even they get the occasional random comment. (“It may be a Tuesday, but if the universe is gonna make me the human equivalent of a pin cushion then I have the right to keep the knife.”) (It was actually a Friday but who were they to argue with a man bleeding out in an alley.)

Eventually the Batkids start keeping score of who has had the most out of pocket thing said to them by this random white boy.

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All my haters become aligators when I activate my gatorinator.

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i will never stop thinking about this poem my greek professor showed us

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Obsessed with his mind

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FBI agent stiles Stilinski and mafia Derek hale flirting.

“When I can prove your crooked I’m taking you down”

“Yeah baby, down where?”

All the other agents hate listening to this shit. Stiles is constantly getting called into his superiors office for his negligent and inappropriate behaviour. But they can’t take him off the case because Derek only puts up with stiles.

Now I can’t decide if Stiles if actually on Derek’s side and is a corrupt agent or if Derek seduces him to his side.

Also Derek stealing a kiss from in front of the agents. Like they are trying to intimidate Derek with a show of force and he just laughs, the leading agent talking shit about how they are going to get Derek arrested. Derek winks at stiles and tells him that stiles can see him in cuffs anytime he wants before stealing a kiss and walking away.

Or insert my earlier post about Derek kissing stiles while in hand cuffs

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Noah: You haven't been practicing your Polish, I can tell

Stiles: Nie, nie jestem, widzisz. jestem w ciąży

Noah: You just told me you're pregnant

Derek: Congratulations, you're glowing

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Derek: When I said bring me back something from the beach, I meant a shell!!

Stiles, struggling to hold a seagull: Fucking say that next time!!

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Derek: We all have our demons.

Derek, pointing to Stiles doing something stupid: This one is mine.

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It felt more like leaves falling, flying, changing, than autumn passing. The frost set in faster than it did last year, and he couldn’t help but think maybe if he were home, he wouldn’t notice the way the trees sit silent on the mountain.

The end of winter brought with it a young child, bundled up in cloth, at the base of the mountain. No one showed to claim her, not that day and not ever. He had never thanked his unending life before, but as the child grew, he thanked the stars every night for the gift they had given him.

The girl grew into a beautiful young lady, cunning and strong. She wanted to travel, see the world and experience what it had to offer. The next time winter rolled around, the house was empty. 

The years flew by one by one, seeing sunsets and sunrises, cliffs and oceans, mountains and caverns; until the once young lady, was no longer young. The brief snippet of time he had with her drawing to a close.

He had spent many nights urging her to rest her wandering feet. To find a place and make it home. Yet she did not rest. She left him as she'd found him; at the base of mountain with wide, curious eyes, and a forest at her back.

He was alone once more, mourning another loss, but he could not bring himself to resent the time spent with her. She was a gift he did not know he needed.

He buried her where he'd found her, bundled up in a baby's rug, silent as she was in death. Their cabin was broken, beams had fallen and nature had reclaimed it as her own.

He did not fight her.

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hey im free later if you wanna like get married or merge souls or something

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stories where the past is a wound that refuses to heal

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they hate each other.

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One of my favorite thing I’ve learned about animals studies is that you should avoid using colorful leg bands when you’re banding birds because you can accidentally completely skew the data because female birds prefer males with colorful bands

Apparently if you put a red band on a male red wing blackbird his harem size can double

So like you can completely frick up the natural reproduction of a group of birds by giving a guy a bracelet so stylish that females CANNOT resist him

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Recently, I finished a collab with a group of German filmmakers on a short film called "Who am I".

A collaboration between undbitte.films, fizu.studio, eonamic and robert.scott.audio (me).

Crew: Kevin Kaczynski, Stefan Famini, Fiona Mentzel, Lukas Hundertpfund and Fynn Schmidt

Cast: Leo Rüland

Post Production: undbitte.films

Voice Over: robert.scott.audio

Soundmix: Kevin Kaczynski

Colorist: Stefan Famini

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Meme news: The Brazilian actress Renata Sorrah came out as bisexual at the age of 76

That's her, btw

She's an icon and also very talented. We Stan.