#I'm just tired of working on it xD

[griffincastle]

Stay warm.

[eddis-not-eeddis]

I keep seeing this thing where guys swear up and down that they want a good Christian girl, but then balk if that means she wants to be anything more than a wife and mother. Like, my guy, you do realize that there's a lot more to Christian women than being married or having babies? Yeah? What about a woman who works among the homeless, or runs a bible study, or volunteers to teach refugees a new language, or who takes part in the prison ministry, or who spends a lot of her spare time in another city street preaching? I see a lot of guys who claim they want "a girl who loves Jesus" but don't want anything to do with a woman who does more than just go to church and lives a life of active ministry outside of her home.

[aashiqeddiediaz]

lowkey wanna drop this post about ibuprofen vs naproxen (im a med student and i have a masters degree in pharmacology so those are my credentials xD).

(cw pharm mumbo-jumbo) buck's allergic to naproxen, which is a non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug (NSAID). Ibuprofen is also an NSAID. these both are different in their mechanism of action, because ibuprofen is non-selective in blocking COX-1 and COX-2, and naproxen is selective for COX-1 only. this leads to some overlap, but not a lot in terms of allergic reactions. (there's like. a helluva lot of biochem involved in this so im not gonna go into it but basically, they're not the same drug)

now, some people will have you avoid NSAIDs altogether if you're allergic to one, particularly if you have a super adverse reaction to one. so if buck were to have severe reactions to naproxen like anaphylaxis, he probably should not be having ibuprofen just for the risk of another adverse reactions (and get an epi-pen dude).

however, we don't know what his allergic reaction is. if he has a milder reaction, like...maybe hives, GI upset, or something, he still might be able to take ibuprofen with no problem at all. and honestly, if he has ibuprofen in his own apartment, he probably can take it with no problem xD so...im so sorry, but it's not quite the plot hole or catch-all that you might think it is xD

[felis-insomnis]

I very much enjoy booping, but tumblr is running like ass today and I'm already low on spoons so I'm not returning boops as well as I'd like :(

[hirazuki]

For Now [Chapter 18 snippet]

Sasori/Haruno Sakura, Sasori & Haruno Sakura | T | Blank Period | canon divergent | angst, hurt/comfort, enemies to friends | ongoing [AO3]

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“Human bodies are an inconvenience, in multiple respects,” he elaborates. “Surely you can appreciate this.”

Sakura sighs and flops on the bed, her back to him. “I am not debating life philosophies with you at – ” she cranes her neck up to look at the clock on the nightstand “ – three forty-two in the morning.”

“Oh? Is there something else you’d rather be doing?” Sasori smirks, knowing full well that he’s annoying her.

“Yes,” she snaps, sitting up and whirling on him, throwing her second pillow at his face. “Sleeping. I have a job to show up for in the morning, unlike some.”

She prepares to dramatically fling herself back down again but stops, abruptly, likely realizing that she has relinquished both of her pillows to him at this point, leaving her with only the mattress to lie on. He can feel the debate going on in her head – to just grit her teeth and live with the situation that she created, or to swallow her pride and ask for them back – and it looks like the latter is winning out, as she slumps her shoulders and starts turning towards him.

So, naturally, he does the only thing possible in this situation.

Sasori swings both pillows at her, trapping her head between them.

She sputters, briefly, and once the initial shock is over, yanks them out of his grip and attacks him with them. He grabs one of his own to defend himself with, and they exchange several blows until, predictably, she gets too invested, and accidentally channels some of that monstrous strength – and they hear the crack of wood.

“Okay, stop, truce!” Sakura calls, shielding her face with her pillows. “I can’t afford a new bed.”

“I win by default,” he announces, as she’s rearranging her side of the bed.

“I said 'truce!'” she argues, and snatches his pillow from his hands, clearly claiming it as a prize. “Hmph.”

Holding it close to her chest, she sticks her tongue out at him, turns around, and lies back down.

He doesn’t need it, to sleep; he doesn’t need to hold that particular pillow, though it's the one he's been using, nor does he actually need to hold anything at all. It’s simply that insomnia still breathes heavily down his neck – two years of being back in his human body is not nearly enough to overwrite almost two decades of experience, no matter how this body craves the rest – and he has discovered that clutching something physical against him helps to ground him, for whatever reason. 

But he doesn’t need it, and even if he did, he has his chakra threads at his disposal, growing stronger by the day – he can simply pull it out of her grasp.

Like her, though, he has a near-addiction to having the last word, and one of his favorite pastimes is making her squirm.

Sasori leans over, well past the unspoken boundary between their respective sides, and hovers above her for a moment, before lowering himself snugly behind her body and wrapping an arm around her – waist, pillow, and all.

“What are you doing?!” Sakura immediately startles – he can feel her muscles tense, and the way her heart is beating wildly – and attempts to throw him off.

His grip tightens.

“You stole my pillow,” he murmurs into the hair at the back of her head.

“You can have it ba –”

“Silence.” 

“But – !”

“Shut up,” he mutters again, holding her down more forcefully. “I’m trying to sleep.”

[jyou-no-sonoko19]

For their Halloween gig, exist†trace wore self-made costumes of the cast of Nightmare Before Christmas! Jyou dressed as Jack, miko as Sally, Omi as Jack's dog Zero, Mally as Doctor Finkelstein, and Naoto as Oogie Boogie.

[chenziee]

OPKisstober: Straw Hats

Day 6 for OPKisstober: Law/Luffy (HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAW!!)

[ Masterpost | Series on AO3 | Ko-Fi ]

When Law had proposed his alliance with the Straw Hats, it was a thing of opportunity for him. They appeared out of nowhere in front of him right as he was starting to think about how to put his plans against Doflamingo to motion, almost like a sign from the heavens. The helping hand in a moment of need that the Sister from his school in Flevance had told him about.

He had expected it to end in maybe 24 hours, the moment he actually faced Doflamingo. He tried to make it end there. But, unfortunately for him, Straw Hat Luffy was much more stubborn, much more selfish, and much more caring than Law had given him credit for.

And now, here he fucking was.

“Torao!! Where are you?!”

Law groaned. Can’t have peace for five fucking minutes…

“Up here!” he called back—after all, he had learned the hard way that if he pretended he wasn’t there, he wouldn’t hear the end of it.

A second later, a hand appeared on the railing circling the roof of the Sunny’s bathroom. Law sighed as the entire Straw Hat hauled himself up, a wide grin on his lips and a plate full of meat in his free hand. “There you are. Why are you hiding? It’s your party today!”

Law rolled his eyes, muttering, “You guys are too loud. I needed a break.”

“You never change,” Straw Hat snickered, finally jumping off the railing he had perched himself on earlier to join Law in his hiding spot. He would have to find a new one. Again.

“You expected me to change in the two weeks we didn’t see each other?” Law asked, a small, teasing smirk finding its way on his lips.

“Who knows? You’re officially old now!” 

“I’m turning thirty, not fucking eighty, Straw Hat-ya. And we’re still only six years apart.” Law deadpanned.

Luffy shrugged, plopping himself on the floor next to Law, placing the plate of meat on Law’s lap.

Raising an eyebrow, Law looked at Straw Hat questioningly, but Luffy only grinned. “Sanji’s special BBQ meat you missed! I’ll eat it if you don’t want it tho.”

With a huff, Law grabbed the fork that was on the plate—no doubt thanks to Black Leg; there was no way Luffy would think to grab one—, bringing a piece of the meat to his mouth. He could feel Luffy’s eyes glued to the juicy bite, clearly having to physically hold himself back from stealing everything for himself.

And honestly, Law couldn’t blame him; he shouldn’t be surprised by Black Leg’s cooking at this point, but the way the meat melted in his mouth, the flavour exploding on his tongue, the spices perfectly complementing the particular type of sea king… It was simply incredible.

“It’s good, right? Right?” Straw Hat asked eagerly, and when Law glanced at him, he was momentarily blinded by the excited, proud smile on his face and the stars dancing in his eyes.

It took Law a second to recover, but then he sighed, nodding. “It’s amazing. Although,”—he paused as he gestured towards the plate, giving Luffy a look—”I could swear there was more when you brought it here.”

Luffy blinked, his blinding smile melting into one so innocent and so awkward that Law was actually amazed by how unconvincing he looked. “It—It must be your imagination…”

Law couldn’t help it. He burst out laughing at the sight, a bubble of warmth growing in his chest. How was this guy so ridiculous? A Supernova, an Emperor, or the Pirate King, it didn’t matter. He was still just as dumb, just as selfish, just as reckless, and just as cute as he was when they first met at that auction house on Sabaody.

And Law just seemed to love him more every day.

“Don’t laugh,” Straw Hat muttered, a large pout replacing his fake grin.

Shaking his head, Law reached out with his hand, touching Luffy’s cheek, letting his fingers slide over that soft skin until they buried in Luffy’s messy hair, pulling him closer.

Luffy didn’t fight the guiding touch; instead, he shuffled a little closer, leaning forward eagerly. A moment later, their lips finally connected.

The touch was familiar, their lips moulding together with practised ease even as Luffy grinned into the kiss, a small snicker escaping him when Law ran tongue over Luffy’s bottom lip—tasting meat and spice, an unnecessary confirmation of Luffy’s crime of stealing Law’s food.

Not that Law really cared. He was used to it at this point, even expecting it. Honestly, he never truly minded sharing his food with Luffy—a fact that shocked both him, and everyone who knew him. Penguin still hadn’t let it go, teasing Law over it every fucking time Luffy grabs something off of Law’s plate with no repercussions, a feat that no one else would get away with.

Law simply didn’t share things, food especially. It made him feel weird and uncomfortable—just like the thought of kissing someone, caring for someone romantically, loving someone always made him feel weird and uncomfortable.

But Luffy always somehow found a way past Law’s barriers, defying logic and Law’s own convictions.

And Law was past wondering why or how.

As they finally pulled away from each other, Law raised an eyebrow at the unhappy look on Luffy’s face. “What?”

“You can’t just kiss me and expect me to forget you laughed at me! You didn’t even say sorry,” Luffy whined.

Law snorted, leaning in to press another kiss to Luffy’s mouth. Not saying anything.

“You’re a jerk. I hate you,” Luffy muttered, stealing all of the remaining meat on the plate, gulping it down in one go.

Shaking his head, Law reached out to ruffle Luffy’s hair. “Thanks. I hate you, too.”

When Luffy’s only response was to stick his tongue out, Law chuckled, kissing Luffy one last time before he grabbed the now-empty plate and got up, offering his hand to Luffy. “Should we go back?”

His annoyance obviously forgotten, a wide grin spread on Luffy’s face as he grabbed Law’s hand, letting himself be pulled up to his feet—only Luffy didn’t let go. Instead, he followed the momentum, crashing into Law, wrapping his free arm around his waist.

“Happy birthday. I love you,” he said, his grin widening.

The corners of Law’s mouth twitched in response. Pushing Luffy’s hair away from his face, Law leaned down, giving Luffy one final, small kiss. “I love you too, Pirate King,” Law muttered.

With a snicker, Luffy stepped away, never letting go of Law’s hand when he jumped off the roof, dragging Law down with him.

As the both of them rejoined the birthday party the Straw Hats had insisted on throwing him—a completely separate party from the one his own crew was throwing on his actual birthday in two days—, Law couldn’t help but marvel at how much his life had changed in the past four years.

Four years ago, he was still fighting against Doflamingo’s strings, attached to him like he was a puppet. Since then, everything had changed. He lost his ship, almost lost his entire crew—everything he had, for the third time. He experienced freedom, crushing defeat, crawling his way up again… and the Straw Hats were there for all of it. Law wouldn’t be where he was now without this crew of idiots, and their complete menace of a captain.

His ally, his partner, his king, the absolute bane of Law’s entire existence… 

The love of his miserable fucking life.

Four years ago, he didn’t think he’d see his 30th birthday but here he was, happier than he’d ever been.

[avoidmint]

Hey all, just wanted to apologize for the lack of new posts since returning. I've had some pretty serious burnout lately due to health issues leaving me pretty exhausted, physically and mentally. It's taken a bit of a toll on my creative output as I've been struggling to find inspiration and energy to do much of anything.

I'm still trying to work on getting at least something here and there that I can post, but it'll probably be pretty limited for a while until we figure out what's going on. And admittedly most of the time I have spent drawing lately has been of OCs, and I don't generally post OC art. <<;

Anyways, just wanted to explain that I haven't fallen off the planet or anything yet, just having a bit of a hard time right now. Sorry for the lack of content!

[amtrak12]

Okay by the end of the Lucifer fandom's October event, I was so worn out and brain dead that I absolutely could not judge the quality of my fic anymore. I had so many doubts about whether the scenes flowed together, whether I showed enough detail to support the relationship development, etc because it was an experimental format and style for me (a super distant, present tense using a kind of stream of consciousness/run on sentence style). I wanted it to mimic All Roads Lead to You by CyPanche where the fic grips you by the throat and drags you through the years, but did mine do that??? I COULDN'T TELL!!

But after I posted the full fic to AO3 last week, every single comment that's come in has been like this:

???? 😭😭😭 It'll be months before I can reread this fic with a clear head, but I think I succeeded???? idk but I am very, very happy.

[studentbyday]

mood

[jellymish-reblogblog]

Call me Sleeping Beauty because I want to sleep for 100 years

[sergeantnarwhalwrites]

Lol my mom just asked me if I liked white women and I had to stare at her and breakdown the many implications behind whatever the hell that came from.

[yuiyuuji]

ok i tried everything. i just can't beat him. fuck the green monster. Got the scrapped watchmen first try but this thing? even with an specter? idk. king of puppets was somehow fun and even victor was "easy" after i knew his moves. but the monster seems to have no window for a attack? he's constantly moving and I can't land a punch. for the first time i really don't enjoy this game ffs.

[rowshi04]

Current Plans and Some Ideas (fic stuff):

Now that it's a New Year and I'm out of my writers block🙂, I've been working on some stuff that I had in mind/planned and I've come up with some new stuff (on which I'd really appreciate your opinions/thoughts on🫶🏻)

✏️Plans/Current stuff I'm working on:

The Royals Of Love (AU reguri fic)

Red x Green Volume2 (my reguri fic pt2)

Heart To Be Mended (continuing the fic with more chapters)

Pt2 for A Rose Through Time (og story/fic with cross universes)

💭New Ideas:

Valentines Reguri fic (short, sweet oneshot)

FNAF with the plot of Super Paper Mario (random idea I had, which would be cool, greg being the main role and others would have other roles. would have to change it abit and adapt some stuff, but there is a potential)

A fic where two characters are singing along to a song (similar to my fic Rockabye. it be a oneshot, but have some little plot/story)

🖐🏻Other stuff/notes:

Try and make a comic (trying to find my art style for it, and how I'd want to do it. and if I like it, maybe make more)

Branch into different fandoms (pkmn and reguri will be my base, but I'd like to write for other fandoms I like)

~ Also do it at my own pace and not by scheduled times like I did with RxGvolume1🙃

[coollyinterferes]

Today, I offer you...

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[the-insanity-of-mojiru]

What do you mean this audio is 6 years old, I just heard it yesterday--