#YOU CAN'T EVEN NOT HAVE ABS

[feelboss]

me when I've never played a game with a character creator before

[xfactor7aurora]

ARE YOU READY FOR A VAGUELY ALPHA FLIGT ART DUMP!!!

My beautiful wife....

Uhm did you guys know namor is the beaubier twins dad this is canon and true and you cannot change it. Also hi casual rora

Idc if pride month is over.... They're still special or smthn

Anywho.. more giant sized X men au purely bc it's stupid fluff... Laura is hyoerfixated on sonic btw idk if you knew it's real and true

Who's baby is that... Idk.... Who knows.... Uhm... Anyway

Honest to god it pains me knowing that I spent so much time on this but if y'all didn't know Walter (aka sasquatch aka roras ex) has an ex wife and grown son by the time he's in alpha flight. Which is. upsetting! But anyway drew him and Vanessa and their child bc I think it's weird that we never got it.. idk! Fuck you Walter

Anyway thanks bye... Sorry for the art dump xoxoxo

[mishkakagehishka]

I just . Repeating "characters are tools" you end up erasing so much about arashi's character and motivations and interactions with other characters if you avoid using her pronouns aka avoid showing she's transgender. It's on the same level of frustration with the translators i had when i saw they had Mika speaking standard English, there's a LOT that gets lost if you don't show those little things.

[isalabells]

Joachim Löw, former national coach of Germany, Hansi Flick, head coach of FC Barcelona, Andreas Köpke, former national goalkeeping coach, and Oliver Bierhoff, former DFB manager during the Farewell Game Of Lukas Podolski, 1.FC Köln on October 10, 2024 in Cologne, Germany.

[valyrfia]

guys if i reblog a post to add an opinion/discussion and say 'don't go into this person's askbox we're just all having a friendly discussion' that's not in fact code to go into that person's askbox telling them how they're wrong

[girlivealwaysbean]

so sad for absolutely no reason

[katranga]

for real though, who is using heavy armour??? all the big baddies drop heavy armour and it's like WHOM am i giving that to?? lae'zel is the only one who's proficient without a respec/specific feats. WHERE is the hot shit medium armour? i'm almost done the game and my druid's been in the adamantine forge armour since act 2. who is the heavy armour FOR?

[empirenowmp3]

i'm starting to ship tashigi and zoro

[elliesbelle]

I wish you the best of luck, and I’m praying for you. I really hope you get that raise because you deserve it more then anything!!:))

thank you babes!

had a discussion with my boss before i left work today, and i can't get my raise just yet. there's a lot of steps i need to take in order to get it (and i've been trying to but it's hard AND expensive unfortunately), but i love my job so much. i wanna make it work out and stay, and my boss was super sympathetic and told me she would give me the raise instantly if she could. told me that the kids and the parents love me so much and she'd love to see me stay, but she also gets it if i need to leave.

not sure what i wanna do now!!! i love my job so much, but i'm literally in the negative rn!!!

being an adult and having to pay rent and bills sucks, y'all! don't do it!

[mishkakagehishka]

I really feel like we need to normalise the "it's not about the iranian yoghurt" phrase outside of reddit circles bc i'll be so real i don't think it's playing videogames that's unattractive, it's how men who spend a majority of their free time playing videogames behave that's unattractive.

[its-called-a-hyperfixation-honey]

(Do it)

>:D

well. well. well.

firstly i suggest you go thru the tag... my favourite tag in the whole entire universe on this hellsite: #mungotoria

then this!!!!!!!! this!!!!!! (you've maybe seen it before! but! this!)

now..... i can begin......... >:D

originally my entire idea of mungotoria came from this one moment in the jellicle ball where he helps her down from the tire and it was like a shit turned on in my brain! it was! just mungotoria!!!!!

anyway i take my characterisation of mungo from the 2014 london palladium production, where he's older and more mature. he's a more senior tom in the tribe than the rap tap tapper, who looks up to him and all that jazz. not so much the kitten or young adult he's portrayed as everywhere else.

anyway. anyway. anyway! vicky's relationship with plato implodes (well, explodes? it goes terribly horrendously wrong) and she is a lil messed up and that but! mungo is so sweet and they take their time and it's all slow burn and kinda angsty and!!!!! they!!!????

but anyway they're so cute and they build this fragile, tender and gentle and slow relationship from the ground up and it takes a while but it also happens really fast? they intend to take their time (and they do, in a way?) but after a hot minute they go "oh i actually trust this cat with my whole entire soul and being" and they're very.... ugh words! on each other's side and all from the beginning (of the relationship). they face a lot of mistrust from some of the rest of the tribe at first (which is hard! especially for vic! she grew up with these cats!_ bc they think it's a bit suspish that both of the mates vic'shad either work for macavity or did in the past.

anyway they live in my head rent-free and they are just adorable and squishy and gentle and sweet and yeah..............

(here is one of my favey posts ive made ab them)

(and here is my favourite piece ive written ab Them <333)

[girlivealwaysbean]

okay ventpost time im bored and my period is late

[stopfunkinwmyheart]

I posted a pic of tha breakroom mouse earlier and I realize now that it never posted. it won't let me post from my phone rn but when it does I'll try 2 remember 2 show tha lul king.

[flamagenitus]

I was looking at the computer science curriculum for 1st year comp sci at my university and as a bioinformatics student the comparison is insane. Ppl who have choose comp sci for their degree have like 4 months to learn how python works where we have 1. They are not taught 4 programming languages per year. They are allowed to acclimatise to the notion that packages exist and sometimes they contain useful functions you don't have to create yourself!

AND YET, WHEN A BIOLOGY PERSON CAN'T INSTANTLY USE PYTHON 1 MONTH INTO A BIOINFORMATICS DEGREE, WE ARE CALLED 'BAD AT PROGRAMMING' --

[sqoa]

cw stalking

☓☓☓ stalker!satoru likes exploiting his heightened senses to learn everything and anything he can about you. he doesn't even need to be in the fucking room to know that you're sitting with your thighs pressed together because you're still thinking about the letter he slipped under your door that morning.

the letter, in which he wrote the dirtiest details about yourself that not even you picked up on. like how when you're really horny you become restless and can't keep still for too long, or how when you cum your eyes squeeze shut and you almost look scared of the pleasure you're giving yourself. which he loves, because your fear is an aphrodisiac to him.

but you figure whoever it is that's stalking you is only stabbing a guess at what could be true. because there is no way he's someone you've fucked, because you don't fuck on a whim. the only other explanation you can come up with is that he's been in your home, either to install cameras or slip into the shadows late at night when you're touching yourself. which is a ridiculous thought, so he must be assuming.

until you come home from a particularly gruelling day to find a small box on your pillow.

it's black, and wrapped in a blue ribbon that looks hauntingly familiar to the shade of blue—you shake your head. with trembling hands you open the box to find three things. one of which is a baby blue vibrator, the same shade as the ribbon and a certain set of eyes you often think of when you touch yourself. you also find a smaller box with a note attached.

'a promise, until you trust me enough to replace it with the real thing, doll.' it reads, and doesn't make sense until you open the box and find a ring inside. expensive looking and glistening under the moonlight coming in through your window. it fits your ring finger perfectly when curiosity bests you and you slip it on. You should be panicked, locking your doors and calling the police but there's a horrible ache in your lower abdomen that has you awful restless, and you realise that perhaps your sweet-tongued stalker knows a little more about you than you do yourself.

weeks of gifts like this go by, from sex toys to expensive meal deliveries each night, you're starting to feel more like a sugar baby than a victim. and still, you haven't even given in to your stalker... you've been too scared to touch yourself, to put the box of toys he's gifted you to use, because each night as you fall asleep you dream of vile things done to you by a man you can't see the face of. you worry that if you give in, let him watch you fuck yourself stupid on the toys he brought you, you won't want to hate this. to hate the way he calls you his doll, like you're a toy to be played with, in a home he somehow has access to despite how many times you change the locks.

it's not until you're on a mission one day, alongside satoru gojo. you're in an awfully tight space together, stuck in an abandoned warehouse and boxed in by curses that you're sure he could handle in the blink of an eye if he wanted to. but you're here, pressed chest-to-chest and breathing in the scent of his sweat and cologne mixing together—sugar on his breath.

and you're just so needy, after weeks of denying yourself in hopes of boring your stalker away. you have to press your thighs together, satoru's hard abs against your stomach is too much: and the way he looks down at you, laboured breath and glossy lips parted... you have to look away. but when your gaze meets the ground, you catch a glimpse of something that you hadn't noticed before.

a ring on his finger, one that matches yours—hell, it even looks cut from the same gem.

and his voice is poison. "you've been hiding from me haven't you, my doll?"

[retiredteabag]

winter weight

synopsis: toji has gained some weight this winter - it seems you don’t mind

this is part two -> read about summer!toji here

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It's said that "happy weight" is a very real thing in healthy relationships. Toji had always prided himself on being a big man, he worked out frequently and ate like a beast. But his physique has mostly remained the same impressive form. This winter, however, seemed to have changed that for the very first time.

Toji had noticed these past few days that he'd seemed to have put on a couple of pounds. His shirts were tighter now than they used to be, some of his sleeves seemed to almost cut off circulation, and with a quick feel of his stomach, it was clear that his body was... softening up.

He was not "insecure" per say, just- not in love with his newly added weight. He found himself pulling at the flesh of his stomach, not accustomed to the added fat and he barely walked around the house shirtless as of late.

You'd comment on this newfound modesty of his and he'd play it off as if he had been cold, but you know that your man couldn’t get cold, even in this winter weather.

One afternoon as you both lounged on the couch, you saw him pulling at the front of his T-shirt, flowing it out and away from his body. He didn't seem to be doing it intentionally, eyes focused on the television, but you certainly noticed.

That night he even went to bed with a shirt on which might just have been the very first time he's ever done that in his life.

You went to bed with this notion on your mind. The thing was... the man was totally irresistible to you, so you couldn't quite understand if he was suddenly worrying about his figure.

Toji always awoke before you did in the mornings. When you heard him in the bathroom, brushing his teeth, you stumbled out of bed and came up behind him, wrapping your arms around his form.

Toji is a big guy, he always has been. Only now you notice, when holding the man’s torso, your two arms barely reach around to the mans abs now…

You hum as you feel him up, and he doesn't push you away. Once upon a time you would have tried to tickle his sides, but having been around Toji for awhile now, you know he's not the ticklish type. Even so, your cold hands dance under his shirt and grope at him.

"Too early, ya know." You murmur into his broad back. "Won'tcha come back to bed."

"Get yer paws off me" he jitters, "you're freezing." He turns around to look at you now, facing downwards to meet your tired pout.

"Come warm up with me then." You finish speaking. Smooshing your cheeks into his back muscles and opening your mouth to press up against him and breathe a lung full of hot air through his shirt. While the warmth meets his spine you roll your hands back to his pudgy tummy, his happy trail…

"Alright, alright." He grabs the back of your neck and walks you back to bed. When you're just about within throwing distance, he grabs you by the sides of your chest and tosses you onto the mattress.

In the following moments you curl yourself upon him, your body splayed above his. Giggling, you can't help your wandering hands. He's so warm, you know?

He grabs at your wrist though, "Enough, don't fondle me." His eyes are teasing but you wonder if he's starting to feel unhappy with his body.

"Can't help it, you’re so handsome, ya' know?"

You can feel his muscles tense below you at the confession. He runs a hand through his hair and avoids your eyes. "Thats a bad argument."

You just hum and squish your arms under his back, molding your body to his.

Suddenly he speaks up, "I wouldn't work out as much if I knew you still liked me all fluffy". You hear an annoyed tint in his tone and move up to look at him.

"I like you in all your forms, Toji." And you mean it.

"Ugh." He rolls his eyes at your words and pulls your hands away.

"Don't move me, you're so hot." You tug your wrists in his grasp.

His eyebrows raise

He holds your gaze for a long while, and lifting a brow he slowly speaks, "Get another blanket then."

You stare at him, smiling. "No." You smoosh your face to his chest, "I wanna crawl under your skin... and eat your flesh..."

Toji knew what was coming, he gently pressed on your forehead before you could latch your jaw around his bicep.

"Don't. Even. Think about it." He holds in a giant grin.

"You're too chewable. C'mon..... comeoneeeee." You smirk at him, his palm still flush to your skull.

There's a pause, and just as you think he's gonna give in, he maintains pressure, running his hands down your neck, onto your waist and traps your body under his by rolling on top of you. There are wails of descent from your crushed form beneath him, but he holds you there, wrists in his grasp.

"Lemme go Toji." You tug at your wrists.

"Thought you wanted me heating you up." He huffs into your neck.

"Yeah, but I deserve the privilege of caressing a little more." You flex your hands again.

"You gonna behave?" his fingers run over your palms.

"Not a chance."

He grins, releasing you. Quick as lightning, your hands are up and under his shirt, running over his back. He's groaning into the mattress, something about icy hands, but he's sporting a big grin, leaning down to take a tiny bite of your shoulder.