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doomspaniels · 8 months
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Since a little while after the dry eye started, Tristan has been squinting into the camera. I assume it's focusing/range-finding lasers that bother him a little more than he's used to.
I often deal with "don't want to look at camera" by asking dogs to look at me, instead. But Tristan is too much of a pro to look away. He knows what this is about, and he is GOING to do his job, thankyouverymuch. I am wondering if there's some way to relieve the lights in his eyes while still getting pictures in focus.
Let's all let him know, though: TRISTAN HAS MASTERED BEING THE BEST. Tristan buddy, you are the Best Boy Ever. You don't need to hurt your eyes, buddy, I promise.
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severedegg · 4 months
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theyre like the cop and jake from subway surfing
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uncanny-tranny · 5 months
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This might seem like an "old man yells at cloud" situation, but it's just wild growing up and being told how dangerous distracted driving is - how, at highway speeds, you can traverse the length of a football field (100 yards, 91 meters) in a matter of seconds - how one split second sending a text while driving could result in a potential fatal crash, and then getting on the road as a driver and being surrounded by billboards. Their entire purpose is to catch one's attention, so they're lining major roads, which tend to be highways. How is it that you're told how important it is to never be distracted while driving, but still being advertised to?
At best, this type of advertising is an eyesore to pedestrians and motorists and a general waste of electricity to light it, and at worst, it is an active danger considering they are there to advertise and therefore, must catch people's attention.
I'm not even against advertising in theory, but this particular mode bothers me so much and I hate how pervasive it is - especially in large cities or highways.
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cockyhorror · 11 months
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cupiidzbow · 24 days
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we’re autism4autism have i ever mentioned that
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gaymingintrovert · 8 months
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I learned that snakes are sensitive to light and now my headcanon is that Crowley has light sensitivity and bad eyesight and needs his sunglasses to be comfortable (his eyes being hidden is more of a good coincidence in this situation)
But along with this I also want to say that I now headcanon Aziraphale always keeping it dim in the bookshop is at least partially because he wants Crowley to be comfortable enough to take off his glasses
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insignificant457 · 9 months
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It’s so funny to me that victra has like…a normal job. Everyone else is either military or military adjacent, but she’s literally just the ceo of a huge shipping company, she’s not even in politics. Like sure, she’s former military, but she hasn’t been doing that in years until the war comes back to mars. Like imagine turning on the tv and you see footage of Jeff bezos beheading an enemy general. That’s what the citizens of mars were experiencing during the battle of Phobos.
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pretty-toru · 1 year
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Recently I've been thinking about how Gojo would introduce his non-sorcerer s/o who's completely unaware of cursed spirits and jujutsu sorcery about that part of his life. And he'd maybe start by explaining his blindfold or black-out sunglasses.
I'd like to think that he still sometimes forgets about the small things and shows up at your doorstep in his teacher's uniform paired with his blindfold after a tiresome day of work. You've never really seen him outside of his sunglasses and casual attire and Gojo has kept the details of his profession hidden from you for good reason. Now he's less careful about his appearance since he feels ready to reveal more about himself that's "otherworldly".
Besides, Gojo thinks that it's easier to break the news about how he's part of the Big Three Clans, inherited this special pair of Six Eyes, and he's the Strongest Sorcerer who exorcises curses for a living AFTER you've fallen so hopelessly in love with him that you'll choose to stay with him no matter. (You'd probably flat-out reject him if you knew from the beginning).
So when you answer the door doing a once over of a strange and tall man dressed in dark clothing with his eyes covered sporting a wide grin upon seeing you, you're almost wary as you keep the door open enough just to see out.
"...Can I help you?"
"I've had a long day, sweetheart. Aren't you going to let me in?"
"???" "Sorry? But who are you?"
"Ah, right right. Gimme one second." Gojo then removes the cloth obscuring his eyes and his soft white hair cascades over his forehead as he switches to his sunglasses and you suddenly realize that the stranger is indeed your boyfriend. "You know, I'm actually hurt you didn't recognize me because I'd know you anywhere, angel."
You're dumbfounded as you lower your guard and Gojo enters your apartment and places a kiss on your pretty lips, commenting about how something smells amazing and asks what's cooking for dinner while he unzips his outerwear and tosses it on your couch. But you're still dazed about what just happened and it felt too weird to simply gloss over the fact. "Hang on, aren't we going to talk about what just happened?"
"Hm? Talk about what?" Gojo feigns perfect innocence, making his sweet way to your cabinets and drawers to retrieve two plates and utensils after observing the table hadn't been set yet.
"Your blindfold? And what you're wearing?" Your hand is placed firmly on your hip with a skewed expression, gesturing the wooden spoon in your grip that was used to stir the pot of beef stew at him.
"It's my work uniform. The blindfold is part of it."
"I'm confused, I thought you were a teacher? How are you able to see in that?"
"I'll tell you all about it once I have some of your delicious food in me, okay hun?" Gojo's quick in his stride to set the dishes in their rightful places before he's gently cooing your suspicions away and leading you back into the kitchen with his hand on the small of your back. "C'mon I'll help you finish dinner then I'll answer your questions. I promise you."
You deflate with a sigh. "...Okay."
After enjoying dinner, Gojo helps you clear the table and with all the promises he makes to you he earnestly keeps. He's quite sure you'll come up with more questions than you already have as he's slowly but surely eases you into his world as a shaman — his way of telling you that he’s serious about you. Gojo loves and trusts you enough to reveal all the parts of himself to you in due time, and he can only hope that you'll wholeheartedly accept him in his entirety.
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egg-noodle · 4 months
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One of the strange experiences I've had after having a stroke, is that my brain sometimes struggles to interpret what my eyes are seeing. Here's my recreations of some of the more memorable things I've seen over the last few years.
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cart00ni · 29 days
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My new dragonborn bard who i called Catfish
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garakism · 1 year
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i think everything would be greatly improved by giving garak ridiculous red-tinted glasses (to help him deal with the painful station lighting, of course)
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tart-miano · 6 months
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~Clips from the new "Pollyanna" Owl House animation!~
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chrollohearttags · 5 months
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got some hello kitty headphones from five below out of sheer excitement today and didn’t realize they were light up with actual cat ears so I’m now just sitting here flashing and blinking with BONES and Sexxy Red playing! 😭
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daguerreotyping · 1 year
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Carte de visite of a stylish gent wearing four-lensed tinted spectacles (like this museum example), also known as eye protectors, railroad glasses, or Double-D lenses, c. 1860s
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waterfallofspace · 7 months
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Currently obsessed with how, sometimes, the vibrations from singing/humming can trigger a sneeze.
Thinking about a singer trying to perform with a cold, while having an allergy attack, or just outrageously sensitive for some reason. Thinking about each note tickling so bad they can barely get through a full line without ducking down with another sneeze.
Whether in the recording studio, uselessly attempting and failing to record a new song, or on stage refusing to cancel the show.
I mean, it's not like their voice is gone, they just cahh... can't make it throuuhhh... through a full line withhhout- hh'eNKShiuew!
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skitskatdacat63 · 6 months
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Stop flirting....
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