Today I learnt about how Stuart Semple created Black 3.0 (absorbs 97-99% of light) as a Fcuk You to Anish Kapoor for hoarding the rights to Vantablack (absorbs 99.96% of light). Then while those two were being petty and bickering, someone in Japan created Musou Black (absorbs 99.4% of light) and now that’s probably the blackest black paint you can buy.
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its so funny watching han kihwan, lee changjin, and do haewon fake niceties and butter each other up whenever they all meet all the while dragging each other down with their digs and dirt they have of each other. like. my guys. the three of you will drag each other down. no one will even get up from that.
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3. Screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr
Don't have a screenshot but that ONE tumblr post where the OP keeps arguing that aging isn't natural. You know which one I'm talking about probably
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you tell a bitch to keep their cat indoors and suddenly their town is the first in the world to have eradicated every viral, bacterial and parasitic disease, they invented completely harmless cars, dogs and predators dont exist either but somehow the native songbird population is fine since the cats in this place have lost the hunting instinct, there's no pollutants or toxic plants and human cruelty has ceased to exist. and mr mittens has a chip in his brain that will explode if he doesnt go outside 10 hours of the day
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DPxDC Dead Tired Coffeeshop Accident
For one reason or another, Danny is now living in Gotham and working in a coffeeshop. For one reason or another, Tim frequents the same coffeeshop.
Now, both of them are honest to god messes who treat sleep like a grave enemy. Meaning they both survive on coffee, spite, energy drinks, and their respective hyperfocuses.
They don't even talk, really, they just see each other from time to time: Tim knows the barista who looks like he's been dead for weeks is named Danny, and Danny knows how to make Tim's Death Wish with his eyes closed, but other than that, they are just strangers who largely don't care about each other.
That is, until one time after his patrol, Tim comes to the said coffeeshop in his Red Robin gear. He doesn't even think about it, he simply needs coffee. He comes to the counter. He orders. His voice is tired and emotionless. He just wants his coffee and maybe stare at a wall for a few hours until his brain reboots. Danny takes his order without even looking at him. He has been sitting and staring at a wall for a few hours, night shifts are literally killing him.
They are both so done.
Red Robin waits for his coffee. Danny makes it almost automatically, his mind elsewhere. The coffeeshop is empty, save for them two. It's four in the morning. Nothing feels real.
Danny sets the cup on the counter.
"One Death Wish for Tim," he says out of a habit, not fully registering they are alone, and he doesn't need to do that.
Tim takes the coffee without thinking, nods a silent 'thank you'. Brings the cup up to his mouth-
And notices a glove on his own hand.
He is in Red Robin get up.
He freezes and looks at the barista, who is cleaning the coffeemachine. Danny, noticing him looking, also looks back at him. Did he make the wrong order? He knows Tim's soul, he's seen it a lot, he couldn't have mistaken him for anyone else, but maybe he forgot to add syrup?..
There's a domino mask on Tim's face. A vigilante domino mask.
They stare at each other. No one moves. No one blinks. The sun is rising somewhere over the city.
Tim takes a sip of his coffee. Danny goes back to cleaning the coffeemachine.
They never speak of this again, but Tim becomes a regular here in both of his personas.
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Hugh Laurie: Yeah, I would actually love to have House as my doctor. I actually love him as a character so much, and I think he's actually a very sweet, caring person under his rude exterior. I'd love to sit down and have a chat with him.
Robert Sean Leonard: Wilson's a fucking freak and he scares me
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