#Liften

[gxtzeizm]

the fact that me, as a fan of both lando and oscar without any bias (maybe a bit on lando but not that much), is going to witness both "oscar fans, lando antis" and "lando fans, oscar antis" posts all in my one dash 🥲🥲

also the fact that atp i couldn't even bother enough with this same situation on both lewis and george. now it happens on lando and oscar as well which got me like....

[aew-regression-cove]

gots ghostie!!! he sings ghostbusters theme!!! lights up an dances too!!! :D

[theindefinitearticle]

I love how the knock-off Hamilton in Poker Face features a scene where Ben Franklin has the key and the kite, an event which is also mentioned in Hamilton

[maddsmallow]

me: literally has an entire list of things ive been meaning to draw

my brain 1 second ago: what if luther and kara were ballet dancers

me: pushes my list out of the way to draw this new idea

[thewestfling]

my friend gave me the aux cord i played 2 songs and then she changed the music

[j-a-nuary]

Kinda wild that JYPE is already being somewhat boycotted due to working with artists that are pro-Israeli-occupation, yet they still decided to move forward with the Charlie Puth collab

[thesingingrevolution]

neo didn’t have her back 😞

[writingjourney]

“I understand that despite the fact that we’re here tonight and we’re having a good time, that might not mean that you’re all feeling great all the time, right? Sometimes moments of fun can just be like a liftening of the burden for a short little moment. But hey, that is life, you know? That is how life works. You have fun and then you have not so fun. You’re happy and then you’re sad. That is the rollercoaster that is life. You got that? Do you understand? Alright."

[novankenn]

Ravenous Familiae

Beacon was burning. Civilians, soldiers and students were dying as Grimm, White fang and rogue Atlas Knights. But Pyrrha couldn't focus on that right that moment. She had made her decision she would save everyone... with the help of the Headmaster by accepting his offer.

Jaune was at her side, and she felt oddly perfectly calm with him supporting her. Jaune said nothing as he raced with his partner through Beacon's grounds for the tower where the Headmaster was waiting for them.

Jaune paid little attention to what the Headmaster was saying. HIs senses were on overdrive. The scent of blood and ichor was thick in the air, calling to him. But he had to resist the urge to indulge. There were more important things to focus on... like Pyrrha. In fact she was his only concern at that moment. He had no faith in Ozpin's machinations.

As Pyrrha and Ozpin were focused on the technological monstrosity or the aura transfer machine, Jaune moved. He had sensed her approach, no that's not right. He had tracked her following them ever since they had entered the halls of Beacon, and when she made her move... he was ready.

"Jaune!" Pyrrha screamed in panicked anguish. The sight of the young man she felt so close to impaled through by a black arrow making her hands shake, and tears well up in her eyes.

"Mr Arc?" Ozpin's voice was filled with concern and confusion.

"That takes care of your pathetic defender. Now for the true prize!" the raven haired woman cackled. Jaune knew who she was. He knew what was inside her. He had always known.

"You really think so?" Jaune commented dryly as to the utter shock of everyone he reached up and with agonizing slowness withdrew the arrow from his flesh. "I must commend you... Cinder. It's been many years since someone has been able to injury me..."

"This is not possible!" Cinder screeched as she knocked another arrow.

"Mr Arc?" Ozpin yelled his own mind reeling at what he had just witnessed.

"Oh it is VERY possible." Jaune replied, "But maybe you'll all understand better if I show you..."

Pyrrha's tears stopped and she watched awestruck as Jaune's body began to twist and morph. His height bloomed from just over six feet to well over nine. His body grew thin, almost skeletal, and his fingers lengthened even further past what would be proportional. Viciously wicked looking claws growing from each finger tip.

Cinder staggered back the whites of her amber eyes visible as she took in the horrific creature before her. Trying to steel her nerve she brought her bow up only to find that thing no longer where it once was. Her hands released her weapon, letting it shatter against the metal floor, as spindly fingers wrapped about her throat and liften her from her feet.

Cinder clamped her hands upon the stick like forearms, as she kicked out with her dangling feet.

"Fear makes meat so much more sweeter." the creature that had once been a lanky young blond man chuckled, "And considering the filth infesting your flesh... it will need to be so much more sweeter to be palatable."

Ozpin forgot about everything as he stumbled back and away. He knew what Mr Arc was, or at least now that his true form had been revealed. It was something, a malevolent entity that he thought he had eradicated decades ago. The Wendigo shouldn't exist anymore. How did they escape his judgement?

Cinder screamed in pain and terror as her back impacted the far wall of the metal encased room. The wall deformed where she had struck. Sobbing she tried to pull herself away as the thing slowly stalked forward, but her legs wouldn't work. They wouldn't obey her will.

"Grimm aren't the only horrors in this world... girl." Jaune chuckled, "they're just the most... numerous... more akin to vermin than real horrors like me and my sister."

"Please?" Cinder bawled out as she felt herself being dragged back along the metal floor. "Please!"

Pyrrha didn't blink, or flinch as she watched Jaune toy with Cinder. She hadn't even noticed that the Headmaster had vanished. No all she noticed was the inhuman grace, speed and strength Jaune's thin limbs contained. A thin smile even curled her lips when Cinder's breaking body was flung against the very pod she was currently trapped in.

Cinder couldn't move. Abject fear and searing pain raging through her mind and body. She could only whimper when she was pulled away from the tubes containing her target and Nikos, by her hair, and then deposited in the center of the room. She didn't see the monster. She didn't see Jaune tear the pod containing Pyrrha open with the ease of a child ripping paper.

"Jaune?" Pyrrha asked, her eyes alight with intrigue and no small amount of affection and desire. "Is this really you?"

"It is." he replied.

"How?"

"Since my birth two centuries ago." he informed her, as she reached up without hesitation with her hands. He leaned forward letting her fingers ghost over his taunt, pale flesh.

"What now?" Pyrrha asked, her eyes never leaving his twisted visage.

"You have a choice."

"Choice? What choice?"

"Embrace the hunger that now gnaws with in your gut, or walk away." Jaune replied. "You have tasted the flesh of man..."

"What?" Pyrrha was a little shocked at that statement. "How? When?"

"The dry meat that the others refused."

"The gift package from your sister?"

"It is human, meat."

"I was..." Pyrrha took a step back from Jaune, in shock, "But it was so sweet?"

"It was and if you choose you can have more. But you must choose... embrace the hunger join me... or flee like the headmaster has."

"What happens... if... I..."

"If you embrace it. If you choose to feats upon the flesh of man and faunus you will become like me, my sister and her mate. You will live and exist with a craving for such meat..." Jaune commented, being honest with the young woman before him.

Pyrrha looked up at the creature that was Jaune, and then to the broken and beaten form in the center of the room. Her emerald eyes returned to look directly in to the haunting, glowing blue of Jaune's.

"What would you like for me to choose?" She asked a soft smile upon her lips. She had a hope, a wish to the answer she wanted to hear.

"I want you to embrace it. Join me... become my mate." Pyrrha bit her lip. It was what she wanted to hear.

"Then I choose..." Pyrrha smiled her eyes gaining a cruel tint. "... to be your mate."

Jaune nodded and smiled. He reached down and tenderly took her hand, leading her to the barely alive form laying in a heap on the cold metal floor. Jaune released her hand and inclined his head towards Cinder.

"I don't..."

"Kill her, and then I will feed you fresh flesh." Jaune informed his would be partner.

Pyrrha didn't hesitate, she closed on Cinder's broken form and grabbed a handful of her bloody locks, lifting her head from floor. Pyrrha slid her other hand down and clamped in upon Cinder's exposed throat, before leaning down and whispering in the doomed woman's ear.

"Thank you." Pyrrha hissed.

[a-little-revolution]

hey elliot! this is a surgery question, so please take all the time you need to reply. you've mentioned you had top surgery before, and i was wondering what it was like accessing that kind of care as a little person? was it challenging finding a surgeon willing to work with you? what sort of considerations were needed for your surgery and recovery, if any? i was also curious if you had used a binder before surgery, and how you found it? i have a hard enough time donning and doffing mine with long arms, so i'd imagine it could be quite challenging for you, but maybe you found ways around it! thank you for all your hard work and patience in educating folks. wishing you bountiful spoons and lots of restful, easy days 💚

Hello! Thank you so much for your patience, I did indeed take some time to process this - I'm more than happy to answer questions related to surgery on here, as it's such a large part of my experience as a little person, but I may indeed take some time to respond as I have medical CPTSD.

Anyhoo lol Yes! I have had top surgery, and my dwarfism did effect how I accessed that care:

Because I'm at risk for spinal injury, my surgery was done at a hospital rather than an outpatient centre where most top surgery is conducted (I needed to be kept overnight for monitoring while most top surgery patients leave day-of)

Like for all my surgeries, my sleep apnea and oxygen levels needed to be monitored

But unlike my many other surgeries, this particular hospital (which will remain nameless for my own security) was incredibly inaccessible despite it being obviously well funded. No stools to be found, the wheelchairs were so high and designed with an almost bike-like frame that I needed to be liften in and out of them, and the staff was unfriendly and ableist.

My surgeon was picked for her experience with little people rather than her experience with top surgery. (I ended up unhappy with my results because my surgeon was more familiar with breast reductions and didn't follow through with my wishes. My top surgery was actually the worst surgery experience I've had - I was repeatedly dead-named by members of the hospital, overdosed on anaesthesia, and my surgeon had a terrible bedside manner)

But my touch up surgeon was my first choice! Dr. Armstrong at McLean Clinic did a fantastic job straightening my scars and removing my nipples (which I had hesitated on for the first surgery but firmed up for the second. I love having no nipples!)

Image description: a photo of my torso and lower face, displaying my healed top surgery results. Two wavy pink scars line the bottom of my pecks, and I have no nipples. With one hand on my hip and the other on my upper chest, you can see my tarot "the fool" tattoo, my kissing crows, and my sailor mercury star. On my right hand I wear a red glass ring to honor my deity Hestia. I have pail skin, a short brown beard, green curly hair and a gold vertical medusa piercing.

Post-op care was understandably different for me. Since my arms are already short and locked, the limit to my range of arm motion affected me even more. I needed even more help with care tasks than that of an average height/able bodied patient. I was lucky to several loved ones around to help :) Though compared to other surgeries, I was happy that I was able to walk and be more independent for the most part.

I also just want to add: something I see a lot on social media is trans and nonbinary folks seemingly bouncing back from surgery effortlessly. We see them at the beach, posting photos, and it gives the illusion that top/gender affirming surgery isn't the painful, emotional, difficult thing that it is. IT'S OKAY IF YOU DON'T FEEL QUEER JOY IMMEDIATELY AFTER SURGERY!! It takes a while to heal and bounce back because it is a lot on your body! Take your time, and give your body the love and care it needs!

Anyway I hope this all was helpful/educational - and I wish all my queer, trans, and otherwise gender diverse followers a lovely day!!

[gxtzeizm]

i relate to you SO hard except i had a man united game to watch right after instead of a bayern game. i’m presuming the bayern game went well but i for one was stuck with 90 minutes of liverpool DESTROYING us while ten hag fucked around with our formation 💔depression on depression for me….but football is always a comfort and at least your game went okay!

noooooo i also feel for you tho for the man united defeat 🫂🫂....but yeah really, like seriously like football really brings me more comfort than ever ngl 🥺🥺

[dxwnstxr]

Giving into Temptations

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs (Highschool AU)

Pairing: Fyodor x y/n (Shy reader)

Genre: Smut

Warning: Nsfw, teasing, grinding, making out, neck biting.

A/N: Requests are open!!!

You had your music playing in your ears as you rested your head against a bookshelf. You were hiding in the back corner of the school library. The sunlight shown perfectly in your face. You drowned yourself in music, letting the beat fill your eardrums.

The door to the library opened quickly, letting in a black haired man. He shut the doors and tried to find a place to hide. He looked around the room until coming upon a hiden corner. No one could see the corner unless you looked for it. Fyodor's eyes widened upon seeing a girl sleeping in said corner.

He walked to the girl and bent down to her level. He took in her detail. The shadow of her lashes and her pink lips. A piece of hair fell infront of you lovely face. Fyodor brought his hand up and moved the piece out of your face and tucked it behind your ear.

He rested his hand on your cheek and brought his thumb to your lips. He guided his thumb over your bottom lip and your mouth parted. Your eyes fluttered open. You lifted your head up a little, coming back into reality. You noticed a man infront of you and your eyes trailed up his body. After noticing who i was a blush spreaded across your cheeks.

He smiled at you wish just worsened your blush as you scooted back. Though you couldn't go very far.

"So this is where you've been hiding" He spoke, getting closer to you.

"W-what are you talking about?" You replied.

"I always see you running off somewhere, yet i can never find you"

"You know me?"

"Should i not?" Fyodor asked, almost close to you again.

"I-i don't know" you stuttered out, looking away as you felt his body heat close to you.

"Look at me" He demanded and took your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger. "Do you like me?"

"W-what! N-no!" You replied, embarrassed. You tilted your head down and looked up at him. You felt his body tense at your movement.

"You know, you shouldn't lie myshka" He spoke quietly.

He brought his head down to yours and leaned in. He stopped, his lips faintly touching yours. You both could fell eachothers breaths on your lips. Fyodor seemed to be trying to calm himself only to give into you, closing the little gap. His lips met your harshly and you sucked in a breath.

His lips molded against yours. Your arms went around his neck and one of his hand got tangled into your hair. Fyodor liften you up and put you ontop of him. You were leaned over him, sitting on his lower half. Your hands traveled down to his shoulders and Fyodor's other hand rested on your waist.

He licked your bottom lip and you let him inside. His tongue swirling around yours. Drool ran down the side of your mouth. You both pulled back due to lack of air. Fyodor and you breathing heavily. You gave into your lust and leaned back in. Making Fyodor groan.

Your hips started to move by instinct and Fyodor's grip on your hips got tighter. He pulled back and rested his back to the bookshelf. You leaned your upper torso up, continuing your pace. Fyodor tried to catch his breath. Your hand ran down his chest, stopping at his stomach. Both of Fyodor's hands now rested at you waist.

You felt a bulge under your core and whimpered, picking up your pace. Fyodor let out a breath of pleasure and brought one of his hand to your mouth. He ran hip thumb over your bottom lip and then forced your mouth open. Your tongue stuck out a little as Fyodor pushed his thumb down on it.

He smirked at the sight of you. You rocking your hips on his cock, eyes full of lust, swollen pink lips, the way your hair drapped over your body, your messed up shirt, and the way you looked with his thumb in your mouth. You felt his cock harden and you leaned down to his neck. He removed his hand from your mouth and placed it back on your hip.

Your breath was hot against his neck. Fyodor moved your lower torso faster and he bucked his hips into your heat. You let out a moan and bit down onto his neck. Trying to cover your moans. You sucked hard, leaving red marks. After finding his one sensitive spot you licked it. Fyodor whimpered and you started to work on that spot.

He bucked his hips again and you let out a muffled moan.

"Be a good girl and keep quiet, okay myshka~?"

[korhazavaroskozepen]

Szép lassan eltűnt a kórházból egy munkakör. A liftes. Pedig igen színes társaság volt.

Volt: - a kicsit furcsa bácsi, aki napi nyolc órát végig nyomott tisztességgel a fülledt, levegőtlen liftben, így a színe hasonult a lift halvány vajszínéhez - a pöttöm csúnya asszony, aki alig érte a gombot. Az ő színe viszont a negatívja volt a halvány vajszínnek. - a kicsit mindig izzadságszagú lány, aki rendszeresen bebóbiskolt, pedig óránként egy liter kólát megivott - a Kalán nénire hajazó néni, aki volt annyira fineszes, hogy kiszámolja, hogy ő több embert visz a liften, mint a másik - a bolond (tényleg az volt), aki elmondása szerint a BM tett ide, hogy figyeljen, és ő figyel, és jelent, dolgozott a CIA-nél is. Ő is bebóbiskolt rendszeresen. - a termetes asszonyság, aki a hat személyes liftet négy személyessé varázsolta - a vak ember, aki mellett nem lehetett besurranni a liftbe - a nagyon buta ember, akit mindig azzal riogattak, hogy liftes vizsgát kell tennie, és erre bepánikolt. Mondjuk a nevét sem tudta helyesen leírni.

Az utolsó liftes viszonylag épkézláb ember volt, ő nem azért ment el, mert minden lift önműködő lett (egyébként egy önműködő liftben sem árt egy kezelő, aki elmondja, hogy lefelé megyünk, ne tessék beszállni, ha felfelé tetszene menni, tessék kiszállni, mert jön a hulla-mentő-betegszállító), hanem összeveszett a főnökével.

És ahogy kezdtek kikopni a liftesek, úgy tűnt el a markukba tett kis pénz is. Tizenéve még a napi bérüket a zsebükbe dobálták, de ez a szokás eltűnt. Annak azért örülök, hogy egyszer egy negyedórára beálltam én is, és kaptam egy 20 forintost. Akkor azért megízleltem, hogy jó kis meló lehet ez.

[proseka-headcanons]

[polysho]

since rui is TALL he picks up all his partners when he wants to kiss them or be affectionate with them.

tsukasa screams and yells at rui to put him down. nene typically doesn't realize she's being lifted up off the floor until she gets kissed. emu just SQUEALS when rui picks her up. one time he tried picking them all up. he failed. eat vegetables rui.

emu squeals with utmost joy and whimsy.

when nene realizes she has been liften she is either mildly unamused or is cursing him out.

tsukasa, in a panic, begins to quote plays.

rui eagerly awaits each of these individual reactions. they fuel him greater.

[anphivenas]

Well I went in to my numbers room this morning for The first time in The day and found them Actually with their spirits liften + playing and floating all around the place 😊 It is hard to be a mother but you know some times it has its real merits 😊 Was filed with so much joy at seing my numbers 1 - 5 Playing with mirth like the good old days . Miuch love from Edinbouggh on this soft and warm friday aternoon

[themostlesbianever]

just saw a weird take(imo)

they said caitlyn DID have an opening and the right to shoot jinx, like when isha was on top of her.

They said instead of stopping caitlyn from shooting jinx and also probably the kid, vi should have liften isha off of jinx????

1. NO, you cant defend caitlyn from not caring about shooting a CHILD because then jinx would get away

2. vi was literally on top of jinx and isha was pointing a gun at vi. Look idk if the little kid would have actually shot the gun but i feel like if vi did touch isha she would have shot vi. maybe

3. I know vi said that powder is gone and its just jinx and they need to stop her, but its still her sister and i get it.

ALSO im pretty sure the point of that scene literally was to show that vi still had doubts about KILLING her sister. And how caitlyn was blinded by revenge and anger.

plus it would have basically ended the show right there

im not saying i dislike caitlyn btw, just her actions