#FISTA

[hugoalexandrecruz]

FISTA 23_246_ KUKA e TECAS by Iscte - Instituto Universitário de Lisboa Via Flickr: Décima edição FISTA 23, no Iscte, a 9 de março de 2023. Fotografia de Hugo Alexandre Cruz

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Da fisterrr

[spaciebabie]

the fucking stance dude

[clownaddict]

Age of reckoning update: Found an ork named “Ironfista” in the Slaanesh quarters of the Chaos faction hub who very politely reminded me to move it before he shoves his afformentioned “ironfista” up where the sun don’t shine

[yahoo201027]

Day in Fandom History: June 25...

In what appears to be a form of escapism for Molly, Fista Puffs battles a monster in the Metropolitan Museum of Art to see if she's worthy enough to join an elite girl fighting group. “Fista Puffs Mets Out Justice” premiered on this day, 3 Years Ago.

[curlymangue]

Feliz Navidad.

El respecto consiste, en aceptar aquello que los demás aman, pero tú no soportas No soy muy amiga de estas fiestas. Aunque no quede muy bien decirlo. Probablemente, me tachen de mala personas. Y es que, siempre he pensado que son unas fechas para echar de menos a aquellas personas que ya están en tu vida. Añorar lo que pudiste ser o tener. Y no eres o tienes. Unos momentos, donde se mira sin…

[melancholicwriteaholic]

Controversial Opinion.

The One Piece Anti's are actually CORRECT about One Piece having a bunch of overly-convenient powers being held by ladies, lately.

And I love it.

I love Tama and her ability to mind control literally ALL of Kaido's gifters, making her an unexpectedly central part of the protagonists' victory.

I love Jewelry Bonney and her ability to imitate Gear Five Luffy and help turn the tide of the current arc, and also control all Kuma-Fistas

I love Boa Hancock having just the right mix of powers and attractiveness that lets her Insta-KO entire armies, as well as some of the setting's most powerful characters.

Hell, if they're doing what I think they're doing with Catarina Devon, I even love that.

Powerful Mary-Sue-ish Ladies Sweep!

[mysticwolfshadows]

Taken - Zutara - Part 33

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When they get to the arena, Toph and Aang are dangling in the air in metal cages.

And then Lord Beifong, the bastard, tried to take Toph and leave Aang too be handed over to the Fire Nation. When the Beifong's were walking past her, Katara tapped her foot, making Toph pause.

"It's your choice," Katara said. "But we could use the help."

Toph's father scoffed. "My daughter is blind. She is blind and tiny and-"

"I'll help," Toph said, pulling away from her father.

They joined the fray, despite Toph's father shouting at them. Toph takes over, telling Sokka and Zukoo to go help Aang instead. Katara smiled, knowing this girl could take care of a few lesser benders. She joined the boys at the cage, nodding to Zuko as she pulled water from her pouch.

"Heat the lock," Katara said.

Zuko nodded, trusting her judgment, and grabbed the lock in both hands, heating it until it was red hot. Quick as a whip, Katara doused it in water, freezing it all at once. There was a crack, and the lock came loose with a tug. Aang crawled out, staring at Toph.

"Wow," he said, blinking. "She's so good. Am I really gonna learn from her?"

"Maybe," Katara said, as Toph finished up. "That's up to her..."

Back at the Beifong estate, Katara stands with the others as Toph confronts her parents. She listens as Toph confesses her feelings, her desire to fight, and genuine love for it. She confeses never having a real friend, but feeling like she has the chance to now.

Katara was so proud of her, only, Toph's father is an absolute ass.

"I've let you had far too much freedom," the man has the gaul to say. "From now on you'll be cared for and guarded twenty-four hours a day."

"But dad!" Toph cries, then turns her head. "Katara-"

"They have no say here," Lao said, scowling at them. "This is for your own good."

But it wasn't Katara that spoke up. It was Zuko, his hands clenched, that stepped forward.

"No," Zuko snapped. "You're doing this for you. Your insane desire for control. You'd rather destroy your daughter than release any of your control over her."

"You don't know what you're talking about, boy!" Turning Lao shouted. "Guards! Escort the Avatar and his friends out. They are no longer welcome here."

As the guards stepped forward, Zuko turned, sweeping a foot out, shooting flames at the approaching enemy. The guards stumbled, and Katara got into her own fighting stance, ready to defend.

"Firebender!" Poppy gasped, shrinking away.

"I am Prince Zuko, son of Ursa and Fire Lord Ozai." He turned back to the Beifong's, smoke rising from his fista as he glared. "And I speak from experience when I say you will break your daughter one day. And when you do, it'll be something you can't take back."

"Get out," Lao tries, even as his voice shakes. "Get out of my house."

"We'll leave in peace," Aang cuts in, his staff pointed towards one man. "Toph?"

"My daughter-!"

"Has the right to choose," Katara said, reaching with one hand to touch the earthbenders shoulder. "Toph, if you want to leave, we won't let them stop you, even if you don't come with us."

For a moment, Toph just stared in the direction of the floor. Then, she nodded. "I'll join you," she said, ignoring her parents cries. "I'll teach the Avatar."

Her father was shouting, and the room was thrown into chaos. They took off, fighting their way out, climbing quickly onto Appa and flying off.

"This is gonna come back to bite us, isn't it?" Sokka asked, peering over the saddle as the Beifong Estate grew smaller and smaller.

"Probably," Zuko sighed. "I shouldn't have done that."

Katara shook her head. "Toph deserved to make her own choice. Right, Toph?"

She turned, finding the younger girl clinging to the saddle. She was looking kind of green. "I think I'm gonna hurl!"

"Over the side!" Sokka shrieked. "Over the side! Not in the saddle!"

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[truskafka0]

W piątek na w-fie pewnie będę zaliczał siatkówkę lub będzie bieg bo nas w-fista szykuje do biegu wytrzymałościowego i myślę czy lepiej będzie jutro po zakończeniu 72h lq fasta zjeść pare wafli ryżowych czy lepiej będzie jak wezmę mus do szkoły i zjem go przed w-fem i ciągnąć lq fasta do soboty. Jak myślicie?

[birdwen]

some mgadd fanart !! 

also i’d like to think moongirl and fista puffs would be friends 

[licisca-73]

Appuntamento in studio, ore 10. Lo avevo avvisato che, purtroppo, non avrei avuto molto tempo da trascorrere dentro una stanza perché attendevo una chiamata importante, giusto un paio di ore e lui, pertanto, ha concentrato tutto in quel breve lasso di tempo. Come potrete immaginare, quindi, il risultato è stato meravigliosamente duro. Il suo cazzo si è mostrato duro quando, appena mi ha sfilato il vestito, sono rimasta nuda al suo cospetto, indossando solo un paio di scarpe che a lui piacciono molto. Accogliere quel grosso pene nella mia bocca è per me un meraviglioso rituale iniziale: succhio, sempre più avidamente, mentre lui lo spinge fino in fondo togliendomi il respiro e facendomi sbavare come una cagna e la mia fica inizia a colare. Lui sa benissimo cosa lo aspetta in basso e, quando inizia a scoparmi con colpi sempre più decisi, la mia fica si lascia andare a gorgheggi rumorosi che sono per lui un richiamo irresistibile. Dopo un po' mi riempie il culo, mi fotografa ricordandomi quanto io sia bella e continua a scoparmi la fica... Dall' ingresso passiamo in studio. Conosco ormai benissimo gli arredi di quella stanza e tutti i loro possibili utilizzi:salgo sulla scrivania offrendogli i miei buchi. Il suo sguardo si accende: è un bambino davanti alla vetrina dei dolci che non sa cosa mangiare prima. Inizia a leccarmi la fica, ci ficca la mano, il cazzo e poi ancora la lingua mentre io godo e mi aggrappo a lui per tenerlo dentro il più possibile. Parliamo mentre mi sbatte, lasciamo alla nostra fantasia libero sfogo, programmiamo porcate da fare, godiamo nel farlo ormai in preda ai nostri istinti più osceni e, tra una chiacchiera e l'altra raggiungo l' orgasmo: inizio a tremare e a gemere mentre mi svuoto e lui è lì intento a coglierne il "succo". Il mio Porco ama i miei liquidi e come fare a non regalargli una bella pisciata? Lui ha pensato a tutto: una ciotolona, che si trova lì non a caso, diventa il mio orinatoio e, dopo poco, il mio bicchiere: in quel piscio infatti affonda il mio viso mentre mi incula pesantemente. L' idea di essere una brava Cagna mi fa impazzire: lecco e bevo mentre il mio culo si lascia spalancare prima dal suo cazzo e poi dalla sua mano. Mi fista la fica mentre martella incessantemente il mio culo, mi dice che ho un culo meraviglioso e io lo espongo fiera, spalancandolo con le mani e chiedendogli di metterci dentro anche i coglioni. Sono davvero una brava Troia e merito un premio: tanti sputi nel culo, che percepisco chiaramente andando in estasi, e la sua sborra. Si siede sudatissimo per riprendere fiato e mi chiede di sedermi sulle sue ginocchia: provo una grande tenerezza e lo bacio, stavolta per il puro piacere di baciare la persona che mi ama e che amo. Incredibile ma vero: siamo rimasti nei tempi previsti e decidiamo quindi di trascorrere ancora un po' di tempo insieme. Gli propongo una granita con brioche in un bar poco distante e lui accetta volentieri. Seduta, percepisco chiaramente la sborra che inizia a colare...Sorridiamo e chiacchieriamo di tutto e, mentre gli slip iniziano a bagnarsi, mi dico che è proprio vero: da quando sto con lui "tutto è bene quel che finisce bene".

[hardlyevenexist]

I miss my fista 😣 I have so much stuffffffff 2 say

[apple-brees]

if u follow me and i havent talked to u be prepared im fista drop in

[5isacolor]

take his ass to toula fista

[joyffree]

…And A Wake-Up Call: An OPS Protector Romance by Giulia Lagomarsino is LIVE!

I should be on Island Time right now. They say no man is an island. Well, let me tell you something. I was born for island living. I like to drink, smoke my cigars, and sleep under my favorite hat. That’s my idea of a good time. Island living isn’t for everyone, especially the guys at OPS. You would think as former military that I would fit right in. But unlike them, I don’t take great pleasure in rescuing the girl, taking out baddies, or saving the world. That’s not what Island Time is about. All I need is a woman in my bed and a drink in my hand. I just didn’t realize what I was getting myself into when I brought this particular woman home. Fista…Whista? Nah, that’s not right. I’ll remember her name one of these days. Names aren’t really important. But her scent…I would go to church if it meant knowing what that amazing smell was. Granted, I’d probably turn to ash the moment I stepped through the doors, but it was a risk I was willing to take. For her. Just as long as I still get my Island Time. A man doesn’t change overnight, and there’s no way I’m up island living for a woman. Not even if she said she doesn’t want me anymore. How much longer can I hold out? It’s been five days …And A Wake-Up.

[yahoo201027]

Day in Fandom History: June 25...

In what appears to be a form of escapism for Molly, Fista Puffs battles a monster in the Metropolitan Museum of Art to see if she's worthy enough in joining an elite girl fighting group. “Fista Puffs Mets Out Justice” premiered on this day, 2 Years Ago.