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lumpiya · 2 years

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shaw pack as adventure time quotes B)

this is also my first time posting on tumblr and i’m still learning how to use it soooooo don’t kill me pls-

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darlin: i’m also exhausted emotionally…

sam:

darlin: wait no… i mean- i mean physically

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david: no, they’re clones

angel: … what are clones?

david: sigh agroupoforganismsorcellsthatareproducedasexuallyfromoneancestororstocktowhichtheyaregeneticallyidentical

angel: … how did that happen

david: it’s a long story

angel: *smiles* i love long stories

david, done with their shit: GAA

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(headcanon that sweetheart hates kids)

sweetheart: hey kids! *picks one up and drop kicks it*

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(babe and sweetheart snuck into angel and david’s room to find something)

*door slowly opening*

sweetheart: TURN INVISIBLE *cloaks*

babe: i c a n t

sweetheart: well hide then!!

babe: uh- hide wherrrrrrrreeee

angel: i know someone’s in here… i heard someone say where

babe: *paniks and grabs an orange and peels it*

*door opens all the way*

angel: no sign of the intruder-

*babe squeezes orange juice in angel’s eyes*

angel: MY EYES-

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*milo and ash breaks down door after a 911 text from babe and sweetheart*

ash: MATES YOU’RE FREE!!

*babe and sweetheart just playing a board game*

babe: :o they broke the door. the door is broken now

sweetheart: FIX THE DOORRRRRRR

*ash and milo walk in awkwardly*

milo: fix the door?? what??? what? fix the door?! fix what- what’s going on here?? fix the door ash?? what’s going on?? fix the door

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*ash and milo spying on david and angels first date with binoculars*

milo: here he comes! they’re talking

ash: lemme see *grabs binoculars from milo* i can read their lips

ash:

“angel with a high voice”: hey shorty you should pick your boogers and then fart.

“david with a low voice”: you look kinda like a big pink baguette

*milo snatches binoculars*

milo: GET SERIOUS ASH

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ash: it’s just a prank man, for laughs

david: pranks… for laughs… yes of course… just a harmless prank… for laughs… aaaaaa… hAhHahHahaHahahahHahahhHahHhahhHahHha

ash: hahahahahaha

david immediately stops laughing: 12 years suspen-

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milo looking for sweetheart: sweetheart…. sweetheart-

sweetheart uncloaks and jumps on his back: SWEETHEART CHOP *chops his head with their hand* if this was a real attack, you’d be dead

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angel: SWEETHEART AND BABE IF YOU EVER COME TO THIS APARTMENT AGAIN ILL HAVE YOU DOUBLE DIPPED IN GOLDDDDD…. unless i get a written apology

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david: if you only knew what monstrosities that lurk around every corner-

ash who’s in the back seat: *throws rock at david* DARK ARTS

david: RRRRRRRR

ash, milo, and darlin: hehehehehehehehe

david: STOP LAUGHING. YOU’RE STRESSING ME OUT.

*crashes front of the car into a wall*

david: *immediately runs out* SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU MESS WITH THE DARK ARTS *kicks back of car twice* ILL GET YOU DARK ONE. YOU RECKED DAVID SHAW’S MINI VAN *stumbles back into the van* RRRRRR

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*ash accidentally dropped a sandwich that he was extremely proud of*

ash who’s back in the kitchen: ehhhh okay let’s do this. i can make another awesome sandwich! creation realm, inspire me once again!

*looks out window at chimes*

*chimes break and fall*

ash: ō_ō okay

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sam: all these people are so terrified! all scared of their own shadows

darlin: we can rule over them! like gods! *queue deep voice and rubbing hands together* angry gods

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(angel trying to get sweetheart to like kids)

sweetheart: uhhh… uhh… goo.. goo gooo…

*baby smiles*

sweetheart: mmmmm goo- goo goo- ahhhhhh

*baby’s smile fade*

sweetheart: *aggressively pats it* duh- duh- bluhhhh- do- du-

*pats turn into balls of fist*

sweetheart: blululululululullululululul *stops* MMMMMMMMMM PUT YOU IN MY OVEN *aggressively pushes it off their lap and gets up and looks at angel* ITS GROSS

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(ash and david trying to clear out a cave but they’re investigating it first)

*both of them lying on a cliff looking down at all these live skeletons*

ash: *farts*

*fart echos and the skeletons at the bottom hear and see where the two are and start charging

dave: ASH

ash: I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY-

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babe who got kidnapped: 🎵🎵hm hm hm hmm hmm hm hm hm hm hm, broke up dimension you’re breaking my heart, i’m lookin for a broke up boy to break me apart🎵🎵 just kiddin, i got a boy! *pulls up unflattering selfie of ash from wallet*

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angel: woooaaaaaa pshhhh bwooooaaaaaaaaaaaaa pshhhhhh waaaaaaaaaaaaooooooooooo pshhhh beoooooooooo pshhh

david who’s been getting slo mo punched for the last hour: stop it

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#redacted asmr #redacted david shaw #redacted davey #redacted asher #redacted milo #redacted darlin #redacted angel #redacted babe #redacted sweetheart #redacted sam #adventure time #incorrect quotes #shaw pack

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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years

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hello, recently i’ve been getting sexually harrased by old men on the internet because of my body. if you’re comfortable doing it, would you mind writing albedo comforting a reader who something similar happened to them? but please don’t describe it happening if you can

(was supposed to queue this for tomorrow but accidentally posted AGAIN but aight, early gift bbs)

Hey anon, first of all, I wanted to check if you're doing better after that ordeal? Have you talked to someone you trusted about this? Second, I hope you told those mean men off, they are truly disturbing and disgusting. I wish that after this, you'd still manage to be comfortable with yourself :((

Thinking about those kind of behaviour makes me gag and I hope that you'll find comfort someday and soon.

As for your request, I will make sure that there won't be any triggers in this answer. And so to avoid that this will be bulleted, I hope you can take your mind off with this fic!

White Lily

Albedo providing Comfort to Reader after an Unpleasant Encounter

Do you remember the meaning of White Lilies that Albedo endearingly associated you with?

Delicate, untainted, the Alchemist handled you like you were the finest dust of gold carefully drifting down the side of a beaker.

Besides wanting his White Lily for himself, Albedo acquired your heart to ensure your protection. To nurture you, bloom your brightest, watch your white petals glow in healthy conditions and prosper.

In his great care, the man almost IMMEDIATELY noticed how you wilt and appear so dim. Because to other people Albedo barely understands and cares for others, he pays attention to things he cares about the most and that includes you.

Albedo doesn't approach you immediately, as he was scared to worsen your mood even more with a wrong move.

His touches are minimal, aiming to guide you to the extra chair in his laboratory, and place around a soft wool blanket around you.

He'll stand a good distance away but still keeping the keenest eye on you as he watches for any signs of when your mood switches, either good or bad.

This gentleman will not invade your personal space during this time and it's up to you if you ask for cuddles or urge him to come closer. He really just doesn't want to hurt you any further.

He’ll indulge you like a mistress with a bell.

While in his company, he’ll provide you with things that will distract you, but in the Albedo Way™: he’ll turn on the burners so you can watch and listen to the bubbles the hopefully-harmless liquids produce, he’ll sketch beside you so you can get distracted by the sheer beauty of it; and your favorite: plucking a branch and giving it life in front of your eyes.

When it comes to physical comfort, Albedo usually has his hand and lips on your head. Why? It’s the safest route in his opinion.

He knows the importance of physical contact and how it comforts people, however he doesn’t master that thing.

If he gets really into it, he’ll softly nuzzle the crown of your head, softly stroking your hair while murmuring against it.

If you’re not ready to talk about it, that’s fine

But this genius and his aura has a way to coax out answers out of people. You’ll be leaning to his touch, “my beloved petal, together we’ll make sure you’re back to your usual blossom. I’ll always be here with you, and I will be sure to listen once you trust me enough,” and then suddenly you’re spilling your guts out to him.

The more you talk about the incident, his grip around you will be tighter, inching you closer to his chest with a protective grasp around you.

It’s like instinct: like he’s physically protecting you, pulling you away from the pain.

But also a way to make sure you don’t see the burning glare in those once soft, teal eyes.

Million paradigms stir in his mind as he continues to listen, and soon enough (even without uttering the person’s name), he’s already figured out who he needs to brea- confront.

“No matter what they say, darling, you are worth every inch of respect and innocent adoration. They are nothing but monsters, aimed to wreck havoc and haunt your mind. But know that you are more than just your body, you’re made of the most beautiful soul I have ever seen.

I will make sure that you live in a world free of insecurities, so that everyone would see you for who you truly are.”

C O M F Y HOURS

What??? Experiment? Cursed sword whomst?

Everything is off the table, full schedule suddenly as empty as the abyss as he asks if there’s something or somewhere you want to be other than his messy and crammed laboratory

Do you want to be away from people? You’re suddenly making your way to one of his camps outside of Mondstadt with a beautiful view

Do you want to be distracted more? Albedo’s an expert at keeping someone entertained and distracted because of Klee: he can teach you how to sketch, read a book to you (Legend of the Sword anyone?), heck he’ll even try to sing just to get you smiling again

All throughout the day, you’ll notice how reluctant or reeling he might be when it comes to touching you

Taking a split second of a pause before placing his hand on you, even if it’s the most innocent place he can put his hand on

He’ll tap his finger on your palm, before slowly wrapping it with his

Don’t get him wrong, he’s not just doing this because he thinks you’re uh ‘sensitive’

He just doesn’t want you to think of him the same as those guys; it would break his heart to make you uneasy, much more scaring you

Because he loves you not because of your physical properties but the warmth you provide to his cold soul

And that what makes you truly beautiful, White Lily

Bonus: He instigates Kaeya into hunting down those nasty humans, to the point that he bribes the Cavalry Captain with a proper self-portrait sketch just for this one occasion.

Writing this gave me such soft hours vibe hnghng- I hope that everyone feels safe and comforted anytime they need it. Somewhere out there you will find comfort. I hope you enjoy this, anon! And I hope you’re feeling much better now <33 sorry if this came out looking like a general comforting reader hc than the intended scenario ackkk

#genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact albedo #albedo #albedo x reader #exile.goblet #exile.flower #followers special #protect yo homies #you are safe here <3 #i feel like i fucked this up and turned it into general comforting hcs hahahaha #genshin impact x reader #gender neutral

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helloprettybb · 3 years

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wips

i have a lottttt, in queue so this is just a little preview of some things that are finished and will be posted within this or next month and things that are still being written.

captain idiot

pairing: steve rogers x reader

word count: 2.4k

status: completed and will be posted soon

You’ve had a massive crush on Steve ever since you joined the team. Actually, you liked him even before that, when you saw him on TV for the first time. You were only sixteen at the time, but seeing people like you saving New York inspired you. All of your life, you’ve been ostracized and cast out for your abilities. While your parents tried to be supportive, they still held some fear. You don’t blame them, especially after you accidentally split the house in half with a tree.

You were only seventeen when you first met Fury. He offered a position on the team. You wanted to attend college, so you declined, but you kept in touch. After graduating from university three years later, you decided to join the team. Tensions between the team were high as Steve, Natasha and Sam just rejoined the team and the Accords were dropped. But gradually, strain eased and the team seemed back to normal. Tony started talking to Steve and Bucky even joined the group. Everyone lived in harmony, until today.

“I don’t know how to say this, so I’ll just be blunt.” Steve states his intense eye contact piercing into your soul. “I like you. More than just a friend.”

You try to remain calm, but you can feel the childish joy rise in your chest. Steadying your tone, you reply, “I like you, too.” For some reason, Steve doesn’t smile but looks more serious.

He sighs and asserts, “I was afraid you’d say that.”

slip of the tongue

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 1.9k

status: completed and will be posted after captain idiot

Bucky makes it back to the Compound, but the pain is getting worse. Stumbling inside, he heads for the labs to look for a medkit. But of course, since it’s his lucky day, you’re there, too. You’re probably finishing the project that you were talking about for the past few weeks - something about particles accelerating, but Bucky didn’t care enough to ask. He hopes he can slip by unnoticed, but the gaping hole in his side draws attention to him.

Your head snaps up from your work and you see Bucky hobble by. “Heya Buck,” you start in your usual playful manner. But when you look at the state he’s in, your attitude changes immediately, “What the fuck happened?”

“It’s nothing.” he grumbles. You look down and see that he’s holding his side. His sweatshirt and fingers are covered in blood.

“Bullshit.” you say. Moving around the lab, you quickly find the medkit. “Sit down.”

“I don’t need your-”

“Shut up and sit down.” you interrupt.

vanilla

pairing: steve rogers x reader

word count: 2.1k

status: completed and will be posted after slip of the tongue

“Why do you think I’m boring?” he asks.

“Sorry?” you furrow your brows, confused as to why he randomly showed up at your room and by his question.

“I heard your conversation with Natasha.” Oh shit. “You said sex with me would be boring.”

“Steve, I’m sorry. That was just meaningless talk.” you apologize quickly.

“So you didn’t mean it?” You don’t want to lie, but now that Steve is in front of you, it’s hard to tell him what you really think. You stay silent and Steve seems to understand. “I see.”

You can’t tell if he’s hurt, so you apologize again, “I’m sorry. Honestly, I shouldn’t even think about having sex with my coworkers. That’s weird and I’m sorry to put you in this position-”

“I’m going to prove you wrong.” he interrupts.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m going to prove that sex with me isn’t boring. If the only reason you don’t want to date me is that you think the sex is boring, I’m going to show you you’re wrong.” You can’t believe what you’re hearing. Steve Rogers is offering to have sex with you.

“Steve, you don’t have to do this. If I hurt your ego or something, I’m sorry again, but-”

“It’s not just about my ego. I’ve thought about this for a long time. Not like this, but I have.” Steve just confessed that he liked you. “So, if you want, I can prove you wrong. If you don’t want me to, I can leave and pretend that none of this happened. But I don’t want you to have that misconception in your pretty little head.”

all i see

pairing: steve rogers x reader

word count: 1.4k

status: completed and will be posted after vanilla

He consumes your thoughts all day and night. You hate yourself, truly. You resent your heart for allowing a man to have such a grip on you, but here you are, leaning against your apartment balcony with a cup of tea in your hand. Your tired eyes glance down at the city beneath you. For being the city that never sleeps, New York is pretty quiet at 3 a.m. The cars zooming below you are mostly semi-trucks with the occasional sports car.

You should be asleep, too. But every time you close your eyes, you dip into a dream about him. America’s golden boy, the ultimate patriot, Steve Rogers, your unrequited soulmate. You’re a rather closed-off person, but Steve made you believe it didn’t have to be like that.

“You know you can tell me anything?” he says randomly. It was late and you were at Steve’s apartment with an empty pizza box and a couple of beers. It’s become a sort of routine. Although the food and drink varied, the company never did.

“Yeah, Steve.” You smile, “I know that.” He smiled back at you as if he knew you didn’t completely trust your words.

“I know you’re not really open to people, but I just wanted you to know that,” he adds.

“Thanks, Steve.” you reply and you mean it.

warm me up

mystery of love

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: 1.9k

status: in progress

“Hi, Draco,” you start, knowing it’s him without even looking up. Looking up from your book, you look at Draco for the first time and the smile drops from your first. He does not look good, especially since he seemed to be doing better lately. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he says.

“Are you sure?” you ask.

“I said it’s nothing!” he snaps. Red. All you feel is red, hot, burning anger. But you sense a hollowness to it. His anger is strong, yes. But there’s something else to it.

You furrow your brows and read his body language. His shoulders are hunched and his hands are shaking.

“Can I hold your hand?” you ask.

“What?” A confused, sneer written on his face.

“Draco, you’re shaking. Just let me hold your hand.” you add, “Please.”

enticing

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: about 800

status: in progress

Bucky’s big arm is wrapped around your side and with the blanket strewn across your laps, you’ve never felt more content. You lean your head against his chest and Bucky kisses your forehead. It’s nice and domestic, until a scene starts. You’re thankful that Bucky is behind you and can’t see your widened eyes. The characters are ripping clothes off one after another until they’re practically naked. The man hovers over the woman and cages her between his arms. You can’t help but imagine that being you and Bucky. You feel your face start to heat up as lustful thoughts cloud your mind.

You must be squirming a lot because Bucky asks, “You okay, doll?” You nod against him and continue to watch the scene. Your jaw drops as the characters begin to simulate sex. It’s not the first time you’ve seen a sex scene, but you’ve never watched one with your boyfriend while he was practically wrapped around you.

As you continued to watch, you felt yourself heat up, undeniably turned on. It’s so embarrassing! Here you are trying to have a nice movie night with your boyfriend, yet you can’t control your horniness.

“Buck,” you say quietly.

“What is it, honey?” he asks nicely.

“Can you kiss me?” you ask meekly, like you're scared he’s going to reject you.

tongue so mean

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: about 400

status: in progress

“I hate you.” Draco looks at you with a hard look in his eyes. He has the same frustration and annoyance as when you receive higher marks than him, but something’s different. The usual intense, angry passion that comes with your rivalry is tinged with a different kind of heat. One that equally terrifies and intrigues you. “But I can’t stay away from you anymore.”

You try to hide your surprise, but a small gasp slips out. “Draco?”

“You consume my thoughts. You are first on my mind when I wake and last when I sleep. And I don’t know why, but I can’t live like this anymore.”

“What are you saying?” you ask, even though you know the answer. You just need him to say it out loud.

“Don’t make me say it.” he looks away as if he’s disgusted with his own feelings.

“No,” you move closer, the gap between you two getting smaller. “Say it, Draco.”

Draco scoffs, “You already know.” He’s so close that you can smell hints of his cologne. Traces of musk fill the air, adding to the alluring atmosphere. You’re breathing heavy. His words shouldn’t have that much of an impact on you, but you can’t deny the pleasant images that fill your head as he speaks.

“No, I don’t” you reply, feigning innocence to tick Draco off. “I think you need to be more clear.”

warm me up

pairing: steve rogers x reader

word count: about 600

status: in progress

“Hey babe, warm my dick up wontcha?” Steve asks right when you walk into his office. You look up from the file that you were sent to give him. Usually files were sent digitally, but since Steve was so terrible at technology, everything was given to him in paper form.

“There are nicer ways of asking that,” you lightly reprimand, walking over to his mahogany desk.

“Can you please sit on my lap and slide that pretty little pussy onto my cock?” Steve asks lowly. You can feel your face going red and heart beating faster. Just last year, Steve wouldn’t be caught dead saying those words, but now it comes so naturally to him. He can sense your flustered reaction as he gently removes the file from your hand and places it on the desk.

You move to straddle his waist and slot each leg over his thighs. Sitting down, you can feel that he’s already semi-hard. “I don’t know. You have a lot of work to do, honey.” you tell him and spare a glance at his desk, which is covered in numerous files. “I think I’d just distract you.”

Steve furrows a brow at your reply, “I won’t be distracted. Promise.” If you weren’t so close to him, you’d laugh at the neediness your super-soldier boyfriend displays. This man, who can rip logs in half and run 13 miles in half an hour without breaking a sweat, is nearly begging you to sit on his cock.

There are some more, but these are the main ones i will be focusing on.

#steve rogers #bucky barnes #draco malfoy #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #draco malfoy x reader #marvel #harry potter #marvel imagines #harry potter imagines

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lindoig · 7 years

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Days 56 to 60 – South, then west (and north, west and north) again

I woke up on Wednesday feeling a little better, but not much – and Heather was feeling worse so we decided to enjoy Burketown for a bit longer. We just hung around the van in the morning. Then walked across the park to the pub for a late lunch and some grocery shopping on the way back. It was the NRL State of Origin match at night and it was a really big deal up here. We had seen the advertising for it across the NT and in Queensland and the pub was decorated ready for the big night. Ours was somewhat more subdued, although we knew who was winning because we could hear the booing and cheering around town.

They say you never forget your first time! This was our third stay in Burketown and I well remember our first time – it was the first time we spotted the pictorella mannikin. We were doing some off-roading not far from town and there they were – 6 or 7 of them dashing around in the bushes. The saying is true though. As we drive along, I often recall that this is where we saw a particular bird for the first time. We crossed a really wide river on the way to Burketown and I immediately thought that it was almost identical with where we spied our first striated heron. Heather probably thought much the same because she immediately recalled the similar place and we jointly tried to recall exactly where it was – just a few clicks south of Karumba according to our official sighting log. We saw a flock of about 100 cockatiels just near the river on Monday and I recalled exactly where we saw our first one – I could point out the branch on the dead tree near the river at the back of the North Burke caravan park. (That was the first one we had seen together, but Deanne and I had seen one years before at Kimba, South Australia, on one of our trips to Perth.)

During the afternoon, Heather stayed in the van, but I went ‘exploring’ with binoculars and camera. I was never more than a kilometre from the caravan but I took a little over 200 pics and what I think are the best of them are attached. The mineral spring was interesting – it delivers nearly 800,000 litres a day at 68 degrees C and the mound (embalming a fence post) is the residue of mineral salts from 120 years of evaporation. The water has formed a wetland and that is where I took almost all my photos.

We then had a few uneventful days, almost to the point of being unbloggable, but that won't stop me!

We set off from Burketown on Thursday with no firm objective. Maybe we would get to Camooweal, or maybe we would stop at Gregory Downs, or perhaps even detour to Lawn Hill or Adel Grove (the latter being much preferred based on our previous trips). Very soon after leaving town, we came upon a huge flock of brolgas: at least 2-300, in 5 groups across a paddock – all very exciting, but still no sarus cranes. The roads turned out to be a good deal better than expected, particularly the last 112km and we drove straight through to Camooweal with plenty of time and daylight to spare. Last time we came through that road in the opposite direction, it was posted as 'not suitable for caravans' (that didn't stop this intrepid duo), but this time it was really quite good, certainly much better that the previous 220km or so that was supposed to be the main tourist route. It was on the edge of the Barkly Tableland and it was wonderful to see the wide open spaces and Big Sky, horizon to horizon, with nothing taller than a metre. Grass, grass and more grass, with bustards and other grassland birds to suit. We really love bustards. We rarely see them, although we have seen an amazing SIX so far on this trip. They are so tall and regal with their heads held high, challenging us to scare them. They pose beautifully for the camera (Heather got some pics, but unfortunately, I couldn't access my camera when we have seen them) and just stroll leisurely away once they have seen enough of us. One of my favourite birds! (I only have a few hundred other favourites.)

We stopped a few times to review the landscape or check out the birds. The place we stopped for lunch was most enthralling. There were birds everywhere and we saw at least 10 species In the tree we parked under. The tree itself was fascinating too, with interesting birds, buds, leaves, flowers and galls. We spent well over an hour photographing the birds and the bees and desert bloodwood trees and enjoyed every minute of it. Later in the day, one bridge we crossed was over a shrinking waterhole that was also full of birds - nothing we hadn't seen before, but so many to look at and a few new ticks for our trip list. People generally imagine that there is little to see once you get right away from 'civilisation' but nothing could be further from the truth. For us, the outback, the desert, the nowhere, is so much more engaging for the mind and the senses than the city.

We set up camp at the Camooweal caravan park and decided to eat at the pub. Placed our order and waited. And waited. And waited....... I finally asked where our meal was and was told that our 2 hash browns had already been given to our kids. Oops, our kids were nowhere to be seen. Maybe we had left them back in Victoria? Turns out that it was not our fault our kids got the hash browns. They had accidentally written two #21 dockets and stored ours down behind the Bain Marie. While we waited for our meal to arrive, it was a great opportunity to ring all the kids. Perhaps the booze we were obliged to consume while we were waiting mellowed us, but I think we got more of a buzz out of talking with our kids than we have for a long time. Maybe we were less focussed, but it was really nice to catch up with all their doings a little more casually.

The meal was good, but Foyle's War and bed beckoned so that was the end of Thursday.

Friday, we took a sharp left turn into the main street and headed for Barkly Homestead. The Tableland Highway is a very narrow paved road, but even on somewhat wider roads we always choose to vacate the pavement (and sometimes stop altogether) to allow oncoming cars to barrel through at 140kph, trailing their wall of stones behind them. A question...... if we give them the whole road to use, why do they all still drive on the verge and create this unwelcome barrage of stones? Very annoying!

Barkly Homestead is a popular refuelling stop and vehicles were lined up 7-deep at the bowsers. Turns out that there was only one diesel pump operating – and by accident, we happened to pull into the vacant side of it and got refuelled and on our way while maybe five in the queue were still gnashing their teeth. Fortune favours the brave?

Turn right and northwards ho! up another narrow bitumen track toward Cape Crawford (almost back to Borroloola!). We decided not to push it all the way, having driven over 500 clicks on the day, so had a wonderful bush camp about 110 km south of Cape Crawford. It might have been a wild old Friday night somewhere else, but where we were........ What a night! Yet another mind-dazzling sunset (Are we getting blasé? I think not!) Later, not a hint of the moon in sight or we might have been dancing naked under the moon, but the stars were a perfect substitute. It was pitch black, but the stars were blazing diamonds in the blackness, and there were at least a thousand trillion of them looking down on us. There were a couple of other vans not too far away, but out of our line of sight and we had pulled in close to some shrubbery, under a tree, close to the road - and not a single vehicle disturbed the tranquillity until after 8am next day. It was a truly beautiful night, with all the comforts of home in our little mobile cubby-house - yet another fantastic night to remember - I feel a song coming on.......

We started late on Saturday. A leisurely few puzzles before arising and then the slow and casual process preparing for the road again. Heather cut sangers for lunch as usual after our porridge (nice to have unseasonal brekkies on the road - always imagine porridge as a warming repast on a chilly morning, but it is just as appetising when the temperature is in the mid-20s). We ate our lunch under some trees at Cape Crawford and were beset by hordes of hungry apostle birds, crows, bowerbirds and blue-faced honeyeaters, among others. The blue-faces were tame enough to take bread from our hands and the apostle birds were at our feet constantly. Once they found the mirrors on the car, things got comical, but we took over 300 photos between us before we hit the road again. Really quite amazing how tame wild birds can become once they accustom to human food sources.

We went on to a caravan park on the Stuart Highway, just a few clicks from Daly Waters where we visited on the way up. The main park was pretty crowded, but they let us park in a lovely green adjunct to the park and it was great. A large section was cordoned off for a hundred or so army personnel, bivouacing there en route to a big exercise near Rockhampton. They had dozens of vehicles, troop carriers and all sorts of trucks and equipment and we saw plenty more on the road, including massive tanks and other equipment. Apparently, the place we camped was used over something like a week with 100 or so soldiers transiting through there each day. Some of the vehicles and items of equipment are enormous.

Sunday, it was an easy drive up the Highway to Katherine where we booked into the Riverview Park again and went to the supermarket to do a massive stock-up - a huge replenishment task that necessitated an even huger reorganisation of the fridges, freezers and cupboards - but it is all done and we are ready for the next leg of our Odyssey.

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