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[the-haiku-bot]

Why do people think

it’s different when it’s a

different particle?

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

Thinking back to the good early days before my skin grew back when people could shake their heads at me and say "masks are a government conspiracy" and instead of navigating the bullshit like a normal person I could pull mine down and say "I have chemical burns on my face"

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Late Returns | Dom!Lisa x Sub!Male!Reader

A/N: I sat down today, set a 45 minute timer and told myself: Alright, content, a smutty short. Don't think, write. Well, 45 minutes turned into an entire day and roughly 6 pages of text. Is this graphomania? T/C: Femdom, clothed female nude male/CFNM, facesitting, cunnilingus, electrostimulation, amazon position, use of a condom.

While the Academy of Mondstadt was far from the level of strictness expected in Sumeru, it certainly wasn't easy. Notes, deadlines, classes, practice, essays and books. Books upon books upon books, stacked in every corner of your house. The knowledge they contained was crucial for passing the many exams you had yet to face, making each book priceless - literally, as copies sold to students have price tags that still haunt your sleep. 

The only option was the Favonious Library. 

You couldn't say you were the most diligent of people. That in of itself was bad, but combined with the diligence of the head Librarian, Miss Lisa, it was a nightmare. You did your best to keep track of the due dates - among the mess your studies constantly created - and you succeeded… at first. Later, as the year got more and more hectic, you would forget about tomes and turn them in after the appointed date. It was only due to Lisa's kindness that you were spared from the occasional thousand or two Mora fine. 

Still, you couldn't help but feel she was losing her patience with you. She grew more and more smug, probably knowing that your entire livelihood relied on her not asking for her due payments. She even started calling you a cutie, something you found fairly flustering. You could only hope to stay on the good side…

… but obviously it had to go down sometime. 

This month has been so busy you were forgetting your very own name. By the time you got a grip and took all of the late returns to the library, you knew you had a bomb on your hands. No amount of smiles or tea parties could get you out of this kind of debt. 

“Ah… Sorry, cutie.” Lisa said, browsing through her record book. “These are very overdue I'm afraid. If anybody would see me going easy on you, they would certainly feel unjustly treated…”

You rubbed the back of your head, looking hopefully at her. “Miss Lisa… I don't have much money at the moment… Could I maybe pay in installments?”

She smacked her lips, slowly raising out of her chair. “I'm afraid that won't do. But, if Mora isn't the way, I'll think of other disciplinary means.” You could tell you saw a small flicker in her emerald eyes as she took your hand. “Follow me.”

There was no time to refuse. You sighed in defeat, going along with her as she led you to the back room. Taking your seat at the small table, you watched as she drew a key and locked the door behind you. You swallowed, nervous at what the sorceress had in store for you. 

Lisa drew a piece of paper and tallied up your due, revealing a shocking, six digit sum. How in the world were you to pay that up…

“As I said, we can change it into something less monetary.” Lisa joined her hands on her chest, looking at you from under her wide, purple hat. “You could do library duty, public works, cleaning or, say, help me specifically.” 

You nodded at the last one - it seemed the least strenuous and, if truth were to be told, you loved spending time with her. Even if it wasn't to earn favors. 

“Excellent choice, cutie. Let's start now.”

Lisa approached you, an eager smirk on her lips. With a gentle tug she stood you up from the chair. You could feel her warm breath on your skin, causing it to heat up with a blush, eliciting a chuckle from her. So responsive, she said, as her hands traveled over your arms and down your back, coming to rest on your hips. 

You felt her fingers creep behind the waistband of your pants but lost focus as soon as her lips touched your cheek. Hidden under the wide rim of her hat, Lisa kissed each inch of your cheek, slowly going up to your ear. The tip of her tongue tickled your earlobe, riddling your skin with goosebumps as her other hand continued its quest. Her fingertips rubbed your thighs through the fabric of your boxers, following a trail from the outer to the inner part of your leg. 

While her tongue continued its work, Lisa's other hand found its place behind your pants and with a slight tug, she pulled them down. You meekly took off the article of clothing, letting her hands grope whatever part of you that struck her fancy. She gently raked her nails across the soft fabric covering your buldge, a nervous hum slipping out of your lips. You allow your hands to wrap around her waist, granting her permission to go further. Her index finger starts trailing up and down your clothes cock, swelling up under her gentle tease. Lisa's lips withdraw from your ear and move closer to yours. Your eyelids lower; your head tilts in expectation. You draw closer, so close, you can barely taste her lipstick, almost…

“Ah!”

Your body jumps back on reflex as a spark of electricity goes through your sack. Lisa smirks, seeing you close your legs and grip your package protectively, all with that adorable look of - fittingly - shock on your face. She turns around, humming. 

“Don't forget this is a punishment, cutie~” She flashes you a smug look and turns towards the couch. “Over there, Y/N. Lay back, will you?”

You obey her command, feeling excitement bubble in your veins. Lisa nods in approval. Her hat is removed with gentle touch and placed securely on the large table, the centerpiece of the room. While unbuckles the chain connecting her top, she lets her Vision drop and fall between her bountiful mounds. With a quiet moan, she slowly drags it out by the small chain still attached to it, letting the cold metal drag across her burning hot skin. The clothes are discarded on the table; Lisa steps out of her heels and waltzes up to you. 

“Mm~” She touches the tip of your cock, struggling to break free of its confines. “I have a feeling you're aching to get out of these, aren't you?”

The purple glow in her eyes causes your pulse to jump. Fearing another shock, you clumsily pull down your boxers, getting rid of the shirt for good measure. The witch's gloved hand grips the tip of your shaft, pushing her thumb into the flat of it. You feel your veins bulging under the pressure, causing your dick to throb in her hand. She laughs. 

“Look at this little cutie, so eager for my touch…” She drags her palm across your erection, moving it to rest on your stomach. “But I'm afraid he'll have to wait. Your punishment begins now. Are you ready?”

You nod. 

“Good boy.”

Lisa steps up onto the couch. She stands still for a moment, letting you gawk up at her like a helpless puppy. She turns around, the cloth flaps of her corset doing a painfully good job of hiding her assets. She holds the back one in her hand, revealing a set of black, laced lingerie under. It hugs her fatty thighs tightly, almost threatening to come apart with a crouch. The silk holds firm, though, as her ass lowers and settles right on your face. 

Your nose is pushed into the crevice of her ass, your mouth feeling the pressure of her fatty lips, separate from you only by a thin layer of fabric. You take a breath, and your nose fills with a strong, tangy scent of her arousal, soaking the silk of her panties. 

She shifts her hips, smothering you as she looks for a comfy position. Her attention turns back towards your manhood. Lisa takes pity on your cock and wraps her hand around it, using your chest as a support as she gives it a few test strokes. 

“Who would have thought that a cutie such as yourself carries something so…” She leans down and takes a whiff of your cock, taking in the musky mix of precum and pure lust. “Mm~... Intoxicating in your pants. The thick shaft, the bulging veins, and the delicious, thick head… Ah, I would love to feel it pushing my lips apart as it forces its way into my pussy~ Wouldn't you, too darling?”

You make a noise in response, the words drowning in the fat of her hips. 

“I'm sure you'd love to empty your naughty balls inside me… I've noticed the way you've been looking at me ever since we met, Y/N. Know that I would love to take advantage of that too~”

Lisa brings your cock closer and presses her painted lips tightly to your head. When she pulls back, the lipstick leaves a nice mark of her kiss. 

“But first thing first… Your punishment. For being such a handsome, shy and absolutely tasty little cutie - and for the books of course - you'll eat me out. If you'll be a good, diligent boy, I'm sure I'll have an appetite for a second helping. I'm sure you'll handle it.”

You mumble yes, miss into her ass, your mouth salivating at the prospect. She giggles, wiggling her hips to bury you deeper in. You move your hands to her waist and, as soon as you touch her, you yelp in pain at the zap delivered to your cock. You whine, and immediately off-hand her. 

“Bad boy. Use your teeth.”

Lisa rubs the skin right above your cock, grazing the base with her immaculate nails, promising more if you behave. You open your mouth, bite down on the fabric and, with utmost care, pull it away. The fabric digs into Lisa's skin, exposing her just enough for you to get in. Feeling your way around her slit, it isn't long before you find the wet, expecting lips. With the tip of your tongue as your guide, you slide between her inner lips, feeling the salty taste of her excitement. A few humms of approval escape her lips. You use all of your mouth to fully expose her pussy. 

She doesn't guide you this time, and instead wraps her hand around your cock to signal her satisfaction. You feel her hand squeezing your dick as Lisa pumps it up and down with frustrating deliberation. Knowing that the pleasure or torture of your cock is at stake, you dig in. 

“Ah~!” She moans as your tongue dives between her eager folds. 

You dine, switching between gentle flicks and strong, full licks. As you tunnel between her lips, Lisa cranes her neck back, her blonde hair cascading back as pleasure builds within her. It's not long before her needy cunt demands more and Lisa begins rocking her hips, matching the length and direction of your tongue. Her body heats up, her beautiful, deep moans filling the room. More, she says, now resting on your entire body as your fingers dig into the fat of her ass, stabilizing her hips for better access. Your tongue dances around her bud, sliding between her folds before locking onto the clit, lips wrapping around it and sucking. Lisa whimpers and her grip on your dick becomes tighter. You squirm, pain pulsing through you yet never slowing down your service. Her heart rages in her chest and her breath quickens as she grabs your balls with the other hand. 

“Keep… Mhn~ Keep going now… Don't get… distracted~” Your skin crawls as you sense Electro buzzing between your legs. Your grip becomes tighter, legs trembling as you feel the energy pulse down your cock and spread to each of your nuts. You shift your hips helplessly, desperate to keep your mouth working as your shaft hardens even further, balls churning even more cum at the painful stimulation. 

You feel her thighs growing tighter around your head so, with the last gasps of air you push your tongue into her core. Lisa lets out a gasp as her pussy tightens, her legs trembling around you as you eat her to completion. 

Lisa releases her hands, cutting off the electricity. Your cock throbs and bounces, both relieved and missing the stimulation. Lisa groans as she lifts her ass up, freeing you; you gasp for fresh air, coughing. With half lidded eyes and a dazed smile, Lisa looks back at you. 

“Good job, cutie.” She turns around, taking a seat on your thighs. “You know how to please a lady, don't you?”

You nod weakly, letting your hands drop to your sides. You feel Lisa prop up your aching dick with her slender hand. 

“All that licking, sucking and eating was delightful… yet my body wants more. It looks like I went a little hard on your cock, didn't I, darling?”

She strokes the head of your cock comfortingly. You wince at the sensation, instinctively tightening your thigh muscles as you watch her. 

“Aw, don't be scared. I won't punish you anymore. You did what I asked, didn't you?” She leans down, placing a light kiss on your frenulum. “You're a good boy.”

Relaxing, you lay back and focus on the feeling of her hands going up and down your legs. The calm doesn't last long, however. 

“Legs up, big boy~” 

You raise your head, shooting her a look of confusion. She smiles in response, sliding her hands under your ass and gently pushing up. You go along with her signal and raise your legs. Lisa shifts closer, gently caressing your inner thighs as she fumbles with her corset. Before she drops it, she reaches between her breasts and pulls out a small, brightly colored pack. 

“Miss Lisa…” You say, eyes never leaving her hand as she tears the foil open and pulls out a condom. “Why did you keep it there?”

“For special opportunities like this, of course. A woman has to be prepared for a sweet catch like yourself, doesn't she? It doesn't happen often, but when it does, well… Better be prepared, hm?” she coos as she slides the rubber over your raging hard-on. 

Lisa rises up, pushing her hips against yours. She steps over your legs and squats down, pushing them to hang in the air. Lisa sends you a teasing wink as she reaches under the flaps of fabric hiding her sex and grabs your dick. Your imagination runs wild before it stops completely, mind blanking out as you feel your dick finally sinking into her sloppy cunt. Your vision goes blurry for a brief moment before it's brought back down as Lisa raises up and falls back down. You see stars as your cock slams against her cervix, making you moan in unison. 

Without delay Lisa begins moving her hips up and down, her walls eagerly sucking you in as she fucks you. Her hands hold onto your ankles as her ass plops down on you again and again, the clapping growing sloppiers as each thrust coaxes her insides to drool all over your cock. Holding onto the couch for dear life you moan as she rides you, bent over and completely helpless. You could only moan and whimper in response. Lisa keeps her pace steady, looking down at your flushed face with satisfaction. 

“Such a good boy, letting me fuck you like this~” She says, reaching out to tilt your head up. Your eyes meet. “Now cum, cutie~ Empty your balls inside me~”

Tenderized by her earlier torment, your balls fail to endure her pace and tighten in preparation to bust. Your mouth cannot form a coherent word other than cum. Lisa presses her body flat against yours, holding your cheeks as she pounds you into the couch. 

“Good boy… That's it… Cum for mommy~” she whines out as you safely unload inside her, her slick walls pulsing in rhythm to coax every drop of cum from your body. When you can shoot no more, your tired form goes limp against her. 

She chuckles, placing a kiss on your forehead. She slowly stands up with a satisfied, drawn out whine. You look up only to see the condom gone from your softening cock. Lisa smirks as you look at her for an answer. She lifts her front flap to reveal the end of the condom stuck inside her pussy. 

You follow her as she graciously steps down from the couch and heads towards the table. Lisa picks up her hat, making her way over to the armchair put up against the opposite side of the room. She sits down, resting her legs on the footrest. Her hat is lowered back on its rightful place.

“Consider the fees settled, cutie. But if you’d like to discuss… extended terms, feel free to come in for a cup of hot tea~”

Thanks for reading!

[bixels]

Hi, I know very little about historic fashion trends; what style is Rainbow Dash dressed in in your art, and what kind of specific clothes is she wearing? I write captions and I want to caption her style accurately, and I know her outfit is in a particular style, I just don't have the vocabulary to say which. Thanks much!

Rainbow Dash's outfit is sort of a mishmash of things (I felt it was appropriate). She's wearing a striped scarf tie, the type sported by Amelia Earhart as to look like her mane and imply a love for adventure and flying. Over an A-shirt (essentially a "wife-beater"), she's got an unbuttoned vest with stitched diamond patterning (used the below image as reference).

It wasn't my intention when designing (I chose the pattern to give her that rainbow effect), but these vest designs are Sioux, unintentionally coding my Rainbow Dash as indigenous Mexican/First Nations (not too knowledgable on this, if anyone knows more than me, please inform).

The pants are regular trousers with stripes down its length to give the impression of a rainbow trail whenever she runs, taken from this dress.

And of course, she's wearing 1922 Chuck Taylor converse shoes, the first running sneakers manufactured.

A surprising amount of thought and research gets put into the costumes! I'm also working with my partner, who's a costume designer.

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This is @minicy 's edgy fail snake rogue and fun fact I. Love Her

[ID: A drawing of Sizwe from the shoulders up. She is an anthropomorphic snake person based on a gaboon viper, with yellow eyes with slit pupils and two small "horns" at the tip of her nose. She has a pattern of geometric shapes in shades of dark brown, yellow, and white over her body and thick, dark markings under her eye. She wears a black cloak with the hood down, and her clawed hand is visible as she holds a coin between two fingers. Her mouth is open in a grin, revealing two long fangs that curve backward. Behind her are several shining gold strings criss-crossing each other against a dark blue background with more geometric patterns. End ID.]

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The real world application of this post

Explaining a beautiful mathematical concept and the person asks for the real world application like bitch first off the real world application is it makes me personally ecstatic and second it doesn't need one because it's my special little princess concept

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Gobblepot Fic Recs

The fic recs event has finished, now it's time to share that list of submitted works! Have fun reading and don't forget to give the writers some love :)

Dog Sitter by greenfairy 13

wanna be your victim by Lullabyebye

i can beg (on my knees) by Lullabyebye

Blue Collar by genmitsu, Inkfowl

Love Is Weakness (And I Was Ever Weak) by icarus_chained

Lost in the Rain by genmitsu

show me how you miss me by Edgebug

Green Eyed Monster by Lullabyebye

Chaos and Control by greenfairy13

Granted by druxykexy

Like autumn fog by Charleston_dancing

New Beginnings by Still_and_Clear

Skirting Around by genmitsu

Trust and other dangerous things by Minici

A Tale of Two Fathers by greenfairy13

Dreams of Lace and Satin series by pamdizzle

Stop by Quinn_Taeyoung

soft on you by Edgebug

Half-doomed and Semi-sweet by genmitsu

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do by Still_and_Clear

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Fics Written In 2014 Masterlist

A Long Winter (ao3) - dropdeaddream, WhatAreFears steve/bucky, steve/peggy M, 35k

Summary: In 1945, Steve Rogers jumps from a nosediving plane and swims through miles of Arctic Ocean to a frozen shore.

In 1947, Steve Rogers marries Peggy Carter.

In 1966, the New York Times finds the lost letters of Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes.

Awake, Aware (ao3) - Misaya steve/tony T, 36k

Summary: Before Steve Rogers disappeared off the face of the Earth, he agreed to an experimental procedure devised by Howard Stark that, if successful, would be used primarily for helping comatose patients wake up. It didn't appear to work, and so Howard put the project and Steve out of his mind.

So when the technology did begin to work, only Tony Stark, barely able to string three words together, was there to see it.

Between the Personal and the Real (ao3) - arsenicarcher (Arsenic) clint/phil E, 21k

Summary: Clint knows how things work between principals and their obeisants. At least, he's always thought he does.

Chrome (ao3) -Seneschal N/R, 1k

Summary: Steve and the future. He's not as impressed as SHIELD might prefer.

Dynamic Reactions (ao3) - Minici steve/tony T, 21k

Summary: In which Tony's ideas always work, anytime is a good time for prank wars, Steve is just overreacting, and shadow warriors won't stop attacking New York.

“Uh-huh. Does that apply to you too, Cap?” Tony says, abandoning his tools, the better to glare him out of his lab. “Maybe if you ate your veggies and took long walks on the beach you wouldn’t have been gutted by an alien? That’s not how this works. You do everything right, your whole life, and you still go down from some missile some day. Aliens don’t give a damn whether you eat your Wheaties. You’ve got to be prepared."

Flitter (ao3) - viestadisaster T, 15k loki/tony

Summary: Tony isn't one to pine after someone, he knows what he and Loki shared was small, very small. A tiny, fluttering heartbeat. Insignificant in the grand scheme of things in the world, the cosmos, in the long life of a god. But sometime’s he finds himself wondering…

First, Do No Harm (ao3) - BarqueBatch, SkyisGray steve/bucky E, 77k

Summary: James Barnes should be just like any other patient Steve sees in his Brooklyn clinic, but the mob enforcer bleeding all over his waiting room chair apparently didn’t get the memo.

i might not say it back (ao3) - sleeponrooftops steve/tony M, 10k

Summary: He spends all night trying to run from what’s coming, but, in the end, it hits him like a sucker punch, and he’s still gasping for breath when it all settles.

No More In Darkness, No More In Night (ao3) - OllieoftheBeholder steve/bucky, clint/phil T, 37k

Summary: He is the Asset.

He is the Winter Soldier.

He is a weapon, a blade honed to perfection and then kept in a sheath, a gun cleaned and loaded and then locked in a cabinet, an object to be used and put away until needed. He is a machine, a thing, an it.

He is a man without a country, without a past, without a face, without even a name.

He is running.

And someone is catching up...

nowhere to go but up (ao3) - anthropologicalhands jane/thor T, 2k

Summary: It is not uncomfortable, waking up with Thor’s arm draped over her waist, their legs entangled under the sheets. It is inconvenient when she wants to get out of bed or, at the very least, look over last night’s data.

Orestes (ao3) - Aublanc T, 288k

Summary: Thanos never pulled Loki from the void, and the invasion of New York never happened. But the peace is only an illusion, and years after Loki jumped from the Bifrost he falls, quite literally, into the life of one Tony Stark. Broken by the emptiness, Loki struggles to pull himself back together in time to stop the Mad Titan from ruining everything.

Say Something (ao3) - laylanbinx N/R, 17k

Summary: Bucky is struggling to regain his memories. Steve just wants his best friend back. Tony plays snarky yet well-meaning advocate.

swallow my pride (ao3) - mwestbelle steve/bucky E, 6k

Summary: When Bucky first came back to SHIELD, Natasha took Steve aside and quietly told him that he needed to be patient. She didn't offer up more than that, but Steve understood. He's been patient. If patience is a virtue, then he thinks he should be up for that sainthood that Tony's always joking about him getting by now.

The Answer You Weren't Looking For (ao3) - songofdefiance steve/natasha, past steve/peggy T, 12k

Summary: Natasha Romanoff seems a bit overqualified to be the person that’s helping him recuperate from the ice.

The Beacons (ao3) - boopboop M, 7k

Summary: To be great, a man must first be broken.

James Falsworth has extensive experience when it comes to taking good soldiers and making them great. His methods have been proved time and again, and though harsh, they always get results. He's never failed to break a man, never failed to prepare him for the horrors that await.

Until Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes throws a spanner in the works.

The Care and Feeding of Traumatized Ex-Assassins (ao3) - Sholio T, 6k

Summary: Steve starts to notice someone's been in his apartment while he's not there. Set after Winter Soldier; spoilers.

Thermotemporal Equations (ao3) - Blinky the Tree Frog (blinkytreefrog) T, 48k

Summary: Bucky Barnes is used to strange happenings; his time with the Howling Commandos has guaranteed that. He's therefore not totally thrown off balance when he wakes up in an extraordinary tower in a seemingly impossible year. He can’t help but be worried though, no matter how much reassurance he's getting from Steve and his new team.

the universe expanded (ao3) - foreverthyme steve/bucky M, 105k

Summary: There is no life without Bucky, or Steve and Bucky from the beginning onward and every place in between.

This, You Protect (ao3) - owlet T, 64k

Summary: The mission resets abruptly, from objective: kill to objective: protect

Winifred and Mrs. Rogers (ao3) - gossamerthreads G, 7k

Summary: The first time Steve Rogers and James Barnes meet they burst into the courtyard yelling and hollering, fists and feet kicking up dirt. Steve sank his teeth into James’s upper arm and James howled and punched him in the eye. By the time their mothers pulled them apart the whole neighborhood was leaning out to watch.

James got the switch, Sarah wore out a shoe on Steve’s behind, and both boys swore they’d be mortal enemies for life.

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Chapters: 1/4 Fandom: Gotham (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Oswald Cobblepot/Jim Gordon Additional Tags: Developing Relationship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, set vaguely during early seasons, Sweet, they are both trying so hard, Eventual Smut, so much TLC

Summary: Expectations, a bad case, and a relationship at the turning point between a fun affair and something more.

"The thing is, Jim's not good at relationships. Knows he's not good at them. But once he had Oswald's concerned voice in his ear, his resolve weakened and he couldn't imagine anything besides sinking into his arms later tonight."

@gobblepotgazette

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Gym Headcanons - Lisa & Ningguang x Male!Reader

A/N: I hope you'll like this one! All the others WIPs are staring daggers at me though... CW: Nothing notable.

Going to a gym? Lisa will pass, thank you. 

All the sweat and all the effort could, if she had to exert herself at all, go towards other things than gaining muscles. What would she use them for anyway? Her strength doesn't come from raw, brutish power, but rather from her brilliance and knowledge. 

For Lisa, getting some gains would be a bad thing as far as her appearance is concerned. She feels great as she is - of healthy weight with some delectable fluff on her belly, thighs and butt. A girl's got to have some meat on her bones, doesn't she? It's perfect for touching and resting your weary head on those plushy thighs. She won't ruin that especially since you're far from complaining about her assets. 

Even if she won't train, Lisa will care for her diet, and will keep an eye on yours too if you ask her to. She'll buy more of her natural yogurts, fruits, granola and other healthy foodstuffs. You'll be in good hands - Lisa will buy you shakes and foods with lots of protein to help build that dazzling body of yours. 

If at any point you find yourself tempted to cheat, she’ll gently remind you of your goal and help you resist. 

She's a vegetarian herself, but will not, to any extent of the word, force her views upon you. She just dislikes the taste of meat, especially when it's fried. The heartburn she feels after is straight up awful. Still, she won't object to making you hearty meals with all the love she has. After all, she has all the time in the world. 

Although she wouldn't ever come to the gym herself, it's different with you there. Lisa will gladly tag along to keep you company whenever she can. She won't hesitate to do her research, helping you in maintaining the proper position and form as you train. Need a break? She'll pass you the water and take away the weights (according to her ability). Feeling tired or bored? Lisa will be there, keeping a conversation or reading out loud to you - this way you train both your mind and your body. She'll get you whatever help she can offer. 

Is she accompanying you to gawk at your bare chest, your tensing, sweaty muscles, hear your masculine groans of exertion as you lift inhuman weights and give it your all? See you doing what men do, pushing yourself to the limit to become bigger, better, faster and stronger? Perhaps. Is that an invalid reason? Not at all. 

After a certain amount of these trips, the mage will start eyeing the exercise mats with increasing curiosity. Of course she wouldn't do any actually tiring exercises, but it wouldn't hurt to stretch a little, would it? Being flexible has a few uses Lisa can't think of, most of which involve you~

The first few times would render her limbs and joints crying in pain as years of “rust” come off. It would surely leave her grumpy the next day, but it's alright - you'll do your duty and massage her pains away, won’t you? 

When going at them, Lisa likes to do stretches that let her poor back get some lovely relief. Every time she begins the cobra stretches of the day, she can't help but sigh in satisfaction. The first one's the best, no doubt about that. On the other hand, those exercises that require her to lean down are the cause of her pains rather than the relief. Toe touches aren't easy, and things like forward folds are the stuff of nightmares, the mere thought of which is enough to make her spine ache.

Ningguang isn't one to work out either. She’s on a strict diet, planned out for her by the best dietitian and cooked by the best chef Mora can buy. Each of her meals has its calories counted to the letter, and - should the situation demand it - Ningguang is capable of counting them herself. Even when there's no label, she's able to judge it with impressive accuracy. 

It's thanks to this attentive lifestyle that she can flaunt her wasp waist. Even if a person's worth is more in merit than appearance, impeccable beauty can go a long way too. Oftentimes just her looks alone can charm an interlocutor, leading to favorable outcomes. 

Eating this little has a downside, coming in the form of low energy levels. She can push pencils all day long, but even short jogs can find her out of breath after a while. Ningguang gets tired and sore fairly easily, making it no surprise that she avoids straining herself. 

She avoids training, but that doesn't mean she simply sits around looking pretty. Each of her mansions is equipped with a rich and well stocked gym for use at yours and hers leisure. Before you came they were mostly gathering dust, but your interest in training reminded her of that purchase. It was nice to see they finally had a use. 

Sometimes, on a slow day, Ningguang will bring out her sport gear and join you in the training room. Most of her time she'll do stretches or use the treadmill, since these don't increase muscle mass that much - the high class canon of beauty doesn't include muscle girls, nor does she see the appeal if truth is told. She's the Tianquan, not some… sea captain. 

Besides, that would be threading on your territory. Why be muscular if you're the muscle man here? If you're strong, then she'll be swift and agile. Perfectly complementary, wouldn't you say? 

When it comes to date ideas, a gym date is a unique one to be sure, but she doesn't mind. It gives both of you a chance to show off your hard earned physiques and spend some quality time together. Ningguang enjoys you spotting for her, even if she won't do the exercises by herself. The attention is always appreciated. 

She wouldn't admit that to anyone, but she enjoys goofing around with you. Using her as a dumbbell or doing push-ups with her casually sitting on your back is both amusing and quite flustering - getting a first hand experience of your strength never fails to get her a little red. But don't tell anyone, or else…!

Sometimes when she needs to think, Ningguang visits you and simply enjoys your presence in silence. There's something hypnotic about you going about your business and the repetitive motions of the equipment. Many times she watched you in silence, only to mutter a silent ‘got it’ before getting up and thanking you with a kiss. Each time after she left the room you were left fairly confused. Confused, but happy to be of help nonetheless.

Thanks for reading!

[cepheusgalaxy]

[ID. Meme with art. Many pikachu in detective hats hold pride flags defiantly in their small paws. Text overlay reads, "It's June, which means it's illegal to be straight. Anyone caught not being a gay will be immediately reported to the FBI." End ID.]

Image description provided by @minicy

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Fics With Two-Word Titles Masterlist 3

part one, part two

Awake, Aware (ao3) - Misaya steve/tony T, 36k

Summary: Before Steve Rogers disappeared off the face of the Earth, he agreed to an experimental procedure devised by Howard Stark that, if successful, would be used primarily for helping comatose patients wake up. It didn’t appear to work, and so Howard put the project and Steve out of his mind.

So when the technology did begin to work, only Tony Stark, barely able to string three words together, was there to see it.

Bated Breath (ao3) - karedeviltrash matt/karen M, 46k

Summary: A step forward is suddenly interrupted by an unfortunate event.

Brainwashed Bros (ao3) - haveufoundwhaturlookingfor bucky/clint T, 3k

Summary: Bucky and Clint return from a successful mission, only to find that Bucky’s childhood best friend (aka Captain America) has been recovered from the ice and is actually alive. On top of that, Loki pays a visit to Earth and brainwashes Clint. So, not only does Bucky have to worry about Steve, but now his brainwashed boyfriend.

Breaking Routine (ao3) - Fool_for_love sam/bucky N/R, 5k

Summary: Sam and Bucky don’t get along. Sam annoys the hell out of Bucky, and Bucky drives Sam up the wall. But Sam is the only person who understands Bucky, now that Steve is gone, so they live together. They’ve established a routine- arguing, missions, and watching baking shows. Bucky likes routine. That routine is broken when Sam goes out with an old… friend… from the VA. Bucky should be thrilled that Sam is annoying someone else for a change. So why does he feel so jealous?

Burnt Sand (ao3) - maikurosaki steve/bucky E, 30k

Summary: Steve Rogers thinks he’s completely fine: he’s a great firefighter, he has awesome friends, and his occasional interactions with Bucky Barnes always put a smile on his face. But, in between a rescue mission at work that leaves him shaken and a blast from the past that leaves him reeling, Steve comes to the realization that he needs to be brave and go after what he wants. The problem is he’s not sure he can follow this through.

Or: Steve Rogers is a firefighter with commitment issues. Bucky Barnes is an army veteran turned bartender with a different set of issues. Somehow, they make it work.

Dynamic Reactions (ao3) - Minici steve/tony T, 21k

Summary: In which Tony’s ideas always work, anytime is a good time for prank wars, Steve is just overreacting, and shadow warriors won’t stop attacking New York.

“Uh-huh. Does that apply to you too, Cap?” Tony says, abandoning his tools, the better to glare him out of his lab. “Maybe if you ate your veggies and took long walks on the beach you wouldn’t have been gutted by an alien? That’s not how this works. You do everything right, your whole life, and you still go down from some missile some day. Aliens don’t give a damn whether you eat your Wheaties. You’ve got to be prepared.“

Finding Home (ao3) - ruffaled rhodey/sam T, 5k

Summary: The world is ending. Again. And after being on the run for three years, as an internationally wanted fugitive, Sam Wilson finally gets to go home.

Heat Wave (ao3) - HandsAcrossTheSea steve/bucky E, 6k

Summary: Sometimes, you just have to let nature take its course.

In Recovery (ao3) - FestiveFerret steve/tony T, 10k

Summary: “Excuse me?” Tony mock-cleaned his ear. “I what?”

Fury sighed, like this was the last conversation he was hoping to have that morning. “We found him in the ice. And you, technically, have ownership rights to Captain Rogers’ body.”

In Rut (ao3) - KandiSheek steve/bucky E, 3k

Summary: In a world where sexual urges only kick in when you present at eighteen, Bucky is a bit of an early bloomer. And as everyone knows he rarely does anything without dragging his best friend Steve along for the ride.

Liminal Space (ao3) - ladyshadowdrake steve/sam M, 6k

Summary: When Steve turned to leave, Sam probably should have just let him go. He was a vet like any other, someone who just wanted to talk to someone who understood. Sam could be okay with that, was comfortable in that role, but instead he called out, “Hey!”

Steve turned around, a twist of his spine that did interesting things to the lines of his hips. “Yeah?”

“I get off at six,” Sam said, completely, entirely skipping over the part of the conversation that ended in a question mark. Steve’s expressive brows curled, one climbing up his forehead, lips stretching into a bemused smile. “If you’d like some company,” Sam added smoothly.

peter’s stars (ao3) - IronPengu, parkrstark steve/tony T, 175k

Summary: Steve and Peter lose their apartment and are kicked out on the streets. Steve has to juggle between jobs to earn whatever money he can, take care of his son while refusing to let him realize how much they’re trouble in, and keep them warm and safe on the city streets in winter.

So, he really doesn’t have time to date the billionaire that flirts with him everyday as he buys his cup of coffee. Even if he did, he can’t let himself fall for the man. Because if he knew that he lived from a backpack and showered in a public bathroom there’s no way he’d still want him…right?

Publicity Parent (ao3) - Bowtiez G, 36k

Summary: Tony’s losing his credit with the public. Pepper’s got a plan to fix it.

Enter Peter Parker, eight-year-old orphan from Queens, New York.

Tony has no idea how children work, so why is he so drawn to little Peter Parker?

Rise Up (ao3) - Wix stephen/tony N/R, 52k

Summary: Tony leaves the Avengers in the wake of Ultron when he refuses to standby and approve of their choices. Fate’s quick to step in though and show that where one door closes, another one just might open.

Say Something (ao3) - laylanbinx N/R, 17k

Summary: Bucky is struggling to regain his memories. Steve just wants his best friend back. Tony plays snarky yet well-meaning advocate.

Social Graces (ao3) - Kangofu_CB bucky/clint E, 5k

Summary: Or, how Bucky got his groove back.

Strange Brew (ao3) - ldyjaydin mj/peter T, 10k

Summary: Peter knows he should accept that being alone was his punishment for messing up the spell, but he couldn’t stop himself from visiting MJ at the donut shop. Yet, everything changes when he gets badly injured. Spoilers for Spider-Man: No Way Home! This story is finished and a new chapter will be posted daily.

the sparrow (ao3) - cm (mumblemutter) sam/bucky E, 16k

Summary: They send someone to take Bucky out.

Sam finds him in Europe.

Unknowing Witness (ao3) - airas_story tony/stephen G, 4k

Summary: The two men in front of him wanted to get married. They had somehow made this Wong’s problem.

Wong was blaming the Ancient One for all of this.

we’re pretenders (ao3) - snufkin103 steve/bucky N/R, 10k

Summary: Bucky sets up a double date. Things don’t go as planned.

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Lisa, Kujou Sara and Ningguang caring for a sick S/O

A/N: Just some short and silly headcanons since I'm a little ill. The characters were picked by The Wheel. Don't ask why ALF is on the cover.

Lisa

"Don't worry, sweetie. Mommy Lisa will take very good care of you~" 

Enough said, Lisa is an expert at potion crafting. As soon as she notices you're sick, you'll have one of her most effective tinctures delivered to you in no time. It's bitter, but it will help - you'll be frolicking again in just a few days. If it helps, she'll be more than happy to spoon feed it to you! 

Nothing helps the body quite like a rich broth. Add some chicken, boil with carrots and top it off with some fresh marjoram straight from the windowsill, and viola - just like that you have yourself a tasty revitalizing soup. Lisa doesn't like eating meat, but she knows how important proteins are for recovery. 

Tending to you is a great opportunity to pamper the absolute life out of you. Tissues and medicine? Right on the spot. Feeling peckish? Here, let her feed you. Thirsty? The best tea will be brought directly to you. Sleepy? Lisa will tuck you in, or let you rest your head on her thighs if you want to. You will have everything you need and even more without having to move an inch. 

Lying in bed is important - it lets your body sleep and regain strength. Still, boredom strikes sometimes. Lisa will provide you with a few books from her personal collection. If you're too tired to read yourself, she will do it out loud. Her narration skills are really something special, and will keep you entertained for hours on end, or until you doze off in her caring arms. 

Kujou Sara

“The medic will be here shortly. Do you need tea or a cold compress?”

Although Sara isn’t well-known for her caring nature, she really does worry about you. Inazuma’s climate tends to be quite harsh, with all the frigid sea winds blowing through the islands day by day. Even a minor ailment can quickly turn into a long-term illness in these conditions, so she will convince you to stay home when the first symptoms appear.

If you work in the military, your leave will be signed by her without further issues. If you’re working in the civilian market, however, she won’t restrain from using her position to ensure your leave is approved by your boss. Because who in their right mind would argue with the Tengu General herself?

It has been some time since the conclusion of the Inazuman civil war, so most work regarding that period is far behind her. Sara’s general duties revolve mainly around paperwork - reading through inventory reports, approving funding requests and purchases as well as some officer training meetings every now and then. Thanks to that fact, she can work from home and keep an eye on you.

Sara isn’t the best of cooks, so most meals will be handled by your maids. This doesn’t mean she won’t contribute to your recovery. She will check up on you frequently, whether to see if you’re taking your medicine correctly, or just to keep you company.

Of course she will call a physician to examine you, and buy all the necessary medicine - she has an immense pile of money saved up due to her fairly modest lifestyle. 

One thing though - she’s sleeping on the couch. Sara can’t afford to get ill herself, even if it means forcing you to recover in a cold bed. Don’t you worry, she will give you more than enough affection to make up for that shortage once you’re back in full health. 

Ningguang

“Don’t worry, my dear. You will get better soon. Meanwhile, why don’t you try another cup of tea? I am sure it will help.”

Ningguang is a busy woman who has no time for sickness. But you? She’ll make sure you get the proper rest, else your weakened body will fall to another illness. There will be no work for you until you are fully recovered - just like Sara, Ningguang will not hesitate to pull a few strings to make sure you can rest without worry.

Baizhu will deliver only his best products, as money is hardly a concern for Ningguang. Every Mora used to help you get better is a Mora well-spent in her eyes. 

Although not a doctor by any means, Ningguang will use some homemade remedies as well - especially white tea with two spoonfuls of honey. The warm sugary drink will surely bring back your strength in no time… or at least lift your spirits. 

She will check up on you from time to time, yes, but will not take a day off. Liyue needs her, and there’s always money to be made. 

Ningguang will make sure to keep her distance - even if it is just a cold, it could affect her as well and make her work that much more annoying. That means no cuddles until you’re healthy - but, with the best medicine money can buy, you’ll be in her arms in no time.

Thanks for reading!

[minici]

Having my partner around while parents are visiting is so nice, because they don't know she's my lovely trans girlfriend, so they perceive her as male. So when they're ignoring my boundaries and talking over me and she backs me up like "yeah, because minici knows best!" They completely back off and start listening to me. Because a "male" backed my opinion so now it's worth something. Specifically, it's part of the social script for a boyfriend to say, yeah my girlfriend's always right :) so it works extra well

[minicy]

[ID. A brussels sprout stalk decorated like a Christmas tree, with pins for ornaments and red and green lights. End ID.]

My dorm doesn’t allow Christmas trees

[weaver-z]

This is Mimi. When she’s not being places she shouldn’t, she likes to sleep with her front paws all stretched out like this.

Omg does she make biscuits...

[rapeculturerealities]

In March 8, women from over 30 countries went on strike to protest the economic forces that put them at a disadvantage around the globe. In the US, the measure was spearheaded by the leaders of the January 21 Women’s March on Washington, including civil rights and women’s liberation titan Angela Davis, who penned their call to arms in a letter in The Guardian.

In it, they pointed to Argentina’s Ni Una Menos (Not One Less) collective—the face of Argentina’s feminist movement—as their inspiration for embracing a feminism for the 99%. On the other side of the globe—el culo del mundo, as Argentines endearingly call their homeland—Minici, an academic, and the dozen other founders of Ni Una Menos, were thrilled, if slightly bemused.

“The fact that the American girls want to oppose capitalism is a triumph,” Agustina Paz Frontera, a poet and essayist, told me. “It’s incredible. Here in Argentina, it’s hardly radical to be anti capitalist, it’s something we feel all the time.”

“Knowing that a group of activists in the US read our literature and believe in it makes us proud,” Florencia Alcaraz, a journalist, added.

A motley crew of artists, journalists and academics with an anti-capitalist bent and reverence for anarchist shakers of yore, the women behind Ni Una Menos can be thought of as a cross between Gloria Steinem, Joan Jett and guerilla fighter Juana Azurduy. To them, the link between financial empowerment and female autonomy has always been clear.

Minici traces her feminist roots back to Argentina’s financial crisis in 2001.

“Back then, we were a country in which people were going hungry, and women were the hardest hit,” she explained. She’d always been involved with workers’ unions and was alarmed by how the economic downturn and wage gap made women more vulnerable to financial instability and domestic abuse.

Paz Frontera began her own brand of activism in 2005 after a friend, Florencia Pennacchi, disappeared, most likely sold into human trafficking. Police conducted a half-assed investigation before quickly giving up, leaving Paz Frontera and her friends to pick up the slack (in vain: Pennacchi was never found).

Alcaraz, on her end, was galvanized by the media’s macho tone and perspective. After a neighbor was shot by her boyfriend in 2002, she was appalled that headlines read, “He killed her out of jealousy.” “We all knew he was a violent guy. You know this stuff when you live in the barrio, everyone talks about it. You hear the screams,” she said.

Along with a handful of other women, they formed Ni Una Menos in 2015 on the heels of two events: the 10-year anniversary of the disappearance Paz Frontera’s friend, Florencia Pennacchi, and the murder of Daiana García, a 19 year old found tossed off the side of the road in a burlap sack. They began meeting at informal assemblies to discuss the most extreme manifestation of machista violence in Argentina: femicide, or the gender-based murder of women. A few months later, when 14-year-old Chiara Páez was killed by her boyfriend after he found out she was pregnant and intended on keeping the child he ostensibly didn’t want, the women set a date to protest. On June 3 2015, 40,000 people marched onto Buenos Aires’ Congress