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This is.... Absurdly cute. What the fuck.
It's worth noting that the reason the beaver wants the water to be deeper in the first place is that the Beaver is using the deep water as a pantry:
All summer and fall, beavers gather up branches with the leaves they actually eat, and store it in the deep end of the Pond, where the cold water and limited oxygen keep the leaves fresh all winter, so when it's negative 20 outside, a beaver can take a dip out of it's lodge, grab some refrigerated leaves in the (relatively) warmer water and go back to it's cozy little nap hole while everything else is out there suffering and eating bark or the like.
So it's less "there's a leak in my house" and more "OH SHIT THE FRIDGE!!"
I’ll always reblog Beaver content.
I know this is from Australia but when I first saw the words “Victorian man” all I could think of was this:
To be fair imagine you just arrived in 2018 from Victorian England and discovered Take On Me, what are you supposed to do, not blast it loud enough for your family to hear it all the way back in 1876?
celestialgreen asked:
Hey Neil! Quick question..
Do you think we'll see custom playlist for Gabriel and/or Beelzebub?
Thank you so much if you answer, bye Neil!
neil-gaiman answered:
I don’t know. They are being made by Amazon Prime Video’s marketing department.
Damn I thought you made them yourself
No, I can't. I'm on strike.
Gazillionaires on strike while homeless people line the streets is cringe AF to me. Don't mind me, just passing through.
I'm a bestselling author on strike as a film and TV writer because people who are writing shows you love get to work for a few weeks a year under the current systems and are doing door dash or driving Ubers to survive.
I'm a bestselling author on strike as a SAG-AFTRA performer because 13% of working actors are hitting the $26,000 level they need to get healthy insurance.
I'm on strike to help because it means something if I'm on strike, it gets the word out and it matters. I'm on strike because it helps raise everyone else up.
It's not blase. It's frustrating and upsetting as hell to have stuff I made stop being made, for stuff I care about be out there and me unable to help it.
I'm not sure if you are arguing for the successful writers and actors to strikebreak, or if you just think that the people who make the things that entertain you and sometimes make life worth living do not deserve homes and food and families and the respect that comes from a day's work for a day's pay. Either way, I'm proud to be on strike.
This is why it is so important to be critical and double check everything you generate using image generators and text-based AI.
aziraphales-library
Anonymous asked:
Hello, I'm searching for a fic that takes place after the not-apocalypse and Crowley and Aziraphale meet alternate universe versions of themselves that have been together for centuries. They're alternate version teach them about being together, and also dom/sub dynamics. There's a lot of all four of them sleeping together in various combinations.
Hey, I reckon this is probably…
The Trouble With Being A Demon by VerdantVulpus (E)
“Name’s Crowley,” he flashed the other demon a grin that could easily have been mistaken for a snarl or vice versa.
“Fuck,” the demon groaned, running a hand through his dark hair in consternation. Crowley caught a glimpse of the demon’s watch. One of a kind. He looked down at his own wrist to see the same watch, still there.
“What the shit?”
“Right, so,” the other demon grumbled. “I’m Crowley.” He illustrated the point by removing his glasses and sure enough there were the eyes Crowley hated the most in the world, looking back at him with a mixture of trepidation and annoyance. “And this is, what? Some other universe or dimension or such nonsense?”
- Mod D
