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Dartmoor National Park UK
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aceofwhump · 11 months
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The Little Mermaid (2023)
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ace attorney trial where like halfway through the second day the door is thrown open and who is it??
who is brinign in vital evidence??
its the fucking victim. they got stabbed ON CAMERA by a guy in a mask, then dragged off screen. it is suspected their body was thrown into a river, but had yet to be found.
turns out guy is still alive, hanging by a thread. you now have to cross-examine someone who is very groggy (from being nearly killed) and who clearly needs to go to hospital.
instead of the usual "breakdown" theatrics, he just coughs and shudders violently.
the only explination for how he survived is that hes got some of that Phoenix Wright Invunrability-Luck, but of a poorer quality
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Round 1 Poll 9
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nixii-sabre · 8 months
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i wanted to draw this scene in particular because it was dramatic and boy do i like drama @much-significant-harassment
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no-barbarians-here · 1 year
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flowergirlmiwa · 11 months
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one time when i was a kid i was like "im gonna drink all the water!" and got like ten different cups and filled them with tap water and brought them to the living room and drank them. when i pissed water i went to my mom all scared because that's a weird thing to happen she was like "you got waterlogged" and i've had that term just sorta floating in my head ever since. waterlogged
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stylistic-nightmare · 1 month
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Broken Hope - Waterlogged
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selfshippawing · 2 years
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Grabs leviathan and shakes him around I am going to kiss you So Hard
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legitedigiulia · 1 year
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WET WET WET
Brokenhurst, New Forest UK
jan 2023
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spockvarietyhour · 1 year
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Waterlogged road driver sits in his car on the flooded Bayview extension. The Don River spilled over its banks north of the Bloor Viaduct closing the extension for the second time in three months. 1980. [TPL Archives]
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aceofwhump · 11 months
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The Little Mermaid (2023)
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kramlabs · 2 years
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Waterlogged
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https://www.crossfit.com/essentials/the-hyponatremia-of-exercise-part-1
https://www.outsideonline.com/health/running/tim-noakes-serious-problem-overhydration-endurance-sports/
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https://www.amazon.com/Waterlogged-Serious-Problem-Overhydration-Sports/dp/145042497X
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https://www.crossfit.com/battles/pepsi-cease-and-desist
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while we wait.
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may i offer you all a pubby?? lil bby barns?
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deadsetobsessions · 3 months
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Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.1
[Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5][Pt.6][Pt.7]
As someone who lived in the middle of nowhere, Amity, the ocean both terrified and enthralled Danny Fenton.
The first time his parents took him to the beach, it was the middle of the day and he’d been stuck in the prototype GAV for hours upon hours on their “quick, ghost rumor hunting field trip.”
It wasn’t quick, and they caught exactly zero ghosts. When Danny saw the expanse of sand underneath the summer sun, he and Jazz both bounded out of the van like feral little monkeys. Danny and Jazz sprinted down the sand, their parents ambling behind them with their arms loaded up with towels, a first aid kit, and an ungodly amount of mildly ecto contaminated food that they already fought before getting onto the beach.
Danny had splashed into the water, yelped at the freezing temperature, and then promptly found a shell to keep. His mom taught him how to swim with the waves, having come from Surf City herself, and his dad taught Jazz how to dive.
It was a day full of fond memories, especially the memory of the Great War of Sand-Castle Crushing he and Jazz waged against each other.
They stuck around for the sunset, the ripples of colors and peacefulness that swept across the vast waters caught Danny in its hold.
He hadn’t forgotten that moment. Not even when he died.
After a particularly hard day as Phantom, Danny would fly to the coast and loose hours just sitting on the sand and watching the waves lap against the shore. And when those nights were clear? It felt like a slice of his own personal heaven, with the stars shining on his shoulders and the encompassing crash of the waves sheltering his heart.
And on some days, when being Danny left him frustrated, Danny would fly out to the coast and use his intangibility to walk beneath the waves. Near the coast, it’s cloudy with swirls of moving sand and disturbed waters. He walked, and walked, and floated and floated beneath the waters, taking contentment from the way the moonlight of his stars filtered through the water. He admired the way light would glint on the scales of fish and crustaceans alike as he floated beneath the surface. On those days, Danny would pick up trash and polluted things and bring them to shore, to place in the trash cans and all of the recycling cans. He picked up shells and decorated the beaches he frequented, because if it were decorated, perhaps people would refrain from chucking their waste into the sea.
Well, usually, it’d be trash.
Danny watched speechlessly, jaw cracked open just a smidge, as an explosion happened right over his head. The distortion of the water did not hide the fact that there were large chunks of plane pelting down at him, a different figure flying away from the explosion. Danny went invisible and intangible as large metal pieces plunged into his current water space.
“Gosh, people these days,” he huffed. “This is gonna take forever to…”
Danny trailed off, seeing a humanoid shape crash into the water, clearly unconscious. Danny didn’t hesitate before shooting towards the drowning person, glowing green and fully visible again. The stranger’s eyes- holy shit, that’s Batman- turned towards him before closing behind cracked open lenses. Batman slumped falling unconscious. That’s not good.
Danny rocketed out of the water with the vigilante in his arms. If it weren’t for his supernatural strength, there’s no way lanky teenage Danny would have been able to carry Batman’s grown ass built like a tank self to the shore. Likewise, if it weren’t for his strength, Danny wouldn’t have been able to start chest compressions through the layers of armor.
Danny leaned back with a sigh as Batman coughed out only a bit of water, because Danny hadn’t taken all that long to get to him, and held up his hands in a “I don’t have weapons” way as Batman whirled to him.
“Hi. Are you alright?” Danny asked, ectoplasm and instinctive ghost speak fuzzing his words a bit. Damn, Batman must have nearly died a lot. He’ll freak out about meeting Batman later.
“You saved me,” an awkward pause. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. The other guy went that way.”
Danny waved vaguely.
“…What are you?”
“Oh my god, Batman, you can’t just ask someone what they are!” He immediately replied, inwardly smacking himself for the joke. He watched Batman’s face, watching for any sign of discrimination against ghosts, or any sign the man had a sense of humor.
“…”
Neither, apparently, was the answer.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m just here to clean up the beaches. You humans really like to pollute the beaches. It’s quite rude, you know. That plane of yours, well, it’s not your fault,” he amended. “But it’s gonna damage sea life. And I don’t know if you’re in the habit, but please don’t litter on the beach or in the water, especially with your unconscious body. It’s tedious to clean.”
“…I see.”
“Stay. I’ll take out your plane. Make sure it doesn’t stay on the sand, alright?”
With that, Danny stood. Unaware of the way the moonlight lit up his hair like white flames and accentuated the sharp points of his ears, Danny turned away and flew back to the plane site, dragging the pieces up with ease.
Batman sat on the sand, likely exhausted from his fight, and watched him carry the pieces of the aircraft up.
“Here. All done. I gotta get going,” because Danny has school and this just lost him two hours. “Will you be alright?”
Batman nodded once, sharply.
“Good.” Danny went invisible, watching Batman sat up straighter, glancing around in a suddenly visible awareness. Oh, well. Tucker’s gonna freak out.
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Three years later, Danny’s moved to Gotham for university.
And after midterm season, Danny went for a ghostly walk, but this time, in the waters surrounding Gotham.
When he surfaced, Batman was crouching on a lamp post, waiting for him.
“Oh, it’s you,” Danny said. “Hello. Did you know that people are polluting these waters with bodies too?”
“Yes,” Batman said, graveled voice resounding on the shipping containers around them.
“You should do something about that. Do you like places that are polluted?”
Batman sighed. “What are you?”
Danny hears a small, tinny voice by Batman’s ear, coming from a comm.
“Oh my god, B, you can’t just ask someone what they are!”
Mind flashing back to the night Danny drug a waterlogged Batman out of the ocean, Danny cracked a smile.
“Phantom,” he said, decisively. And, because this isn’t Amity anymore, “the Beach Clean Up crew from the flip side.”
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Bruce, waking up on the sand: wtf
Bruce, seeing a child next to him who probably saved him: wtf (in “adoption”)
Bruce, seeing Danny’s skin glitter like stars, hair aflame, and pointy ears: wtf (in “I can adopt fae folk, right?”)
Bruce, seeing that Danny doesn’t leave any footprints: wtffff (detective mind goes brrrr)
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Bruce, after Danny leaves: *donates 20 mil towards beach clean up efforts and anti-pollution causes*
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Bruce’s Goggle Search History, documented by Oracle:
Sea spirits
Sea vampires
How to parent supernatural kids
How to thank your sea child
Are shells a good gift?
Ocean conservation efforts
Sea spirits that glitters under moonlight
Sea spirits that cleans up beaches
Wayne corporation waste disposal
Companies that dump trash into the sea
*outgoing call to Lucius Fox*
What is “mean girls”
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Bruce, learning “current pop culture” from his kids:
Bruce, remembering the kid who saved him and realizing he’s probably as old as his own kids are: *adoption tendencies intensifies*
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newsbites · 1 year
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Senior meteorologist Harry Clark said parts of the south east received 44mm of rain on Sunday afternoon.
"Any thunderstorm has the potential to cause damage so I would encourage people to stay up to date with the warnings and the radar this afternoon," Mr Clark said.
Rainfall could increase as the system tracks east over the coming hours.
The storm risk is expected to decrease for Brisbane and Ipswich into Monday, with the risk of isolated rainfalls remaining.
The system is expected to move north on Monday, with regions from the Sunshine Coast north to Mackay expected to experience thunderstorms.
At the opposite end of the state, dozens of Burketown residents face an anxious wait to return home after severe flooding inundated much of the town.
Authorities say it could take weeks before heavy machinery can get to the area to help with clean-up efforts.
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