Aceanario - Kadarka

okay but can you imagine—

Chai tea bag + lil but of brown sugar + apple cider packet + 16 oz. mug of hot but not quite boiling water

it will not Fix You but like. maybe. maybe.

U.S. conservatives always talk about creating jobs but get SO MAD whenever anyone mentions banning prison labor like imagine the insane ammout of jobs that would be created literally overnight if companies in your country had to actually employ people instead of using slave labor from people that got caught with weed 10 years ago.

If there was a way to run SUPER MEGA AD BLOCKER on this website I fucking would

wanderlust and what you could become

(they’re pen pals for the rest of the traveler’s life)

Something Short for my Sengen Hanahaki AU

"Nice trick, Gen, but if you're just going to stand around then you can go help make fabric." Senku laughs, rolling his eyes.

Gen puts the handful of flower petals into a pocket, not pleased about the slimey texture. While everyone looks towards Senku, he coughs out one last petal and covers the sound with a laugh.

"Ah, so orry-say, Senku-chan. I suppose you're right..." he speaks energetically, though he sighs.

"That's not his usual flower, is it?" Chrome tilts his head curiously, watching Gen walk regretfully towards the fabric.

"Nope! Those were gardenias. Guess he ran out of the usual ones." Senku stares at nothing in particular, then turns to Chrome with a grin. "Gardenias contain a chemical called crocetin. If ingested it can improve fatigue, though it was never confirmed... I wonder where he got them? Might be useful."

"Are we going to experiment on Gen?"

damian: you bumbling bafoon! never in my life have i met such a -

jason: big words considering i fucked your mom.

dick: YOU DID WHAT?!

jason: oops