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We’re out here concerned about how their gonna do Kai’s hair in the live action
BUT WHAT ABOUT ZANE HOW IS HIS HAIR GONNA LOOK IN THE LIVE ACTION
#lego ninjago#ninjago#live action#ninjago live action#the lego ninjago movie#they just place a block of cheese on his head#paint it white#and call if a day#better question is if they’re gonna make him look more nindroid or not#liek are gonna have a random race actor painted silver or what#or are they gonna make him a computer#live action zane but he’s like that robot pet the genius kid made#ninjago zane#zane ninjago#zane julien#zane best be treated right man#who knows what they’re gonna do to hus hair#might just make HIM bald
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I think this is just a trend everywhere but I've been very frustrated this week by how much admin work is being outsourced to me as the patient/customer.
My orthodontist tells me I can make an appointment with the surgeon. I call the surgeon. They tell me I need a new referral. I call the orthodontist. They do a referral. I call the surgeon. Referral didn't come through. They tell me about their special unique system we have to use. I call the ortho again and walk them through the referral. I call the surgeon. They say the referral was missing some details so they have to do it again. I call the ortho.
The insurance company calls me about repair shops. I give them the name of the repair shop which I already gave them yesterday. They say they're not in their system but I can use them, but I have to call the repair shop to ask them to contact the insurance company. I call the repair shop and they say the insurance company is supposed to email them.
I feel like at a certain point these constant fetch quests become unreasonable?? Is it too much to expect these groups to communicate with each other instead of making me run back and forth between them???
#if the referral is inadequate why don't you tell the referring doctor directly?#instead of waiting several days for me to call you and THEN saying it's wrong#and making me take care of it#don't get me started on the professionally threatening email I had to send the regional director#for her to FINALLY send us an email introducing our new manager who was supposed to start 4 days ago
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I love ending e-mails with "thank you in advance". Like what are you going to now? Not do the thing I already thanked you for? Bring dishonor on yourself like that? No? I didn't think so. Check mate you have been played by the master of manipulation.
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fuck it I was persuaded to post
New Orleans Miku
#skip draws#vocaloid#I MISSED THE OPPORTUNITY TO MAKE HER JERSEY 01#also this one goes out to everyone thats been smacked in the head with a bag of beads#if you ride in parades and throw the whole bag count ur days#regional miku#international miku#what is this trend called fkfjfjfn#hatsune miku#new orleans
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everybodys gotta get back into the practice of using pseudonyms online... i remember the time of screen names where u never ever told anyone ur real name and that was just understood as basic internet safety. plus having a screen name is fun because sometimes it sticks so well that it becomes part of ur identity that u can use in whatever facet of ur life you choose. it rocks to pick your own name
#im living proof! i wasnt always called kiwi but now i am and it rocks#but mostly im just worried about all these kids wayyy oversharing personal info online#not to be like aaaggghh kids these days. but.#um people are sharing their full names and schools and deepest secrets with their FACE ATTACHED#i surely dont need to explain why thats scary#tiktok trends where u share stuff you would Never tell people irl.... WITH!!! YOUR FACE!!!!! IN FULL VIEW!!#WHHH.... WHY...........#Get Scared of Internet Strangers Again Please!
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"we know how to move our bodies, but i didn't know how to manage my heart, so you need help for this"
hi we need to talk more about judo gold medallist christa deguchi.
#maybe i need her#that video about her battling mental health woes in 2021... ;___; i love her#she's all over the japanese forums the past few days#and the wlw community is going feral shfgshjfk#some of them call her “the one who got away”#and “my wife who was too hot for japan judo to handle but is now thriving under canada”#and today i just saw a post that just says:#i just learnt about deguchi-sama and then i rolled over in bed and looked at my husband#and thought to myself: maybe he's not the love of my life#in love with her actually#incredible things happening ;___;#also she has the three cutest cats........... please let me raise them with you....#long post#christa deguchi#team canada#olympics#paris 2024#cats#cats of tumblr#wlw#wlw post
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you’re straddling simon while the two of you are making out, and he grabs your waist in the most desperate of ways, dragging your closer to him.
it’s like he’s trying to consume you, forcing your chest to press into his. it’s almost suffocating, yet it isn’t enough.
his fingers dig into the divot of your hips and he’s still pulling, still eating you whole as his chapped, warm lips devour yours.
those same rough, callused hands loosen and drag up the expanse of your spine, feeling along every scar, every stretch mark. every flaw you have he’s tracing it, memorizing it, painting it on the back of his eyelids so he never forgets.
he’s rough yet gentle and soft all at the same time. he’s the calm before the storm.
he doesn’t leave an inch of you untouched, from the curve of your hips to the dimples in your cheeks.
you look divine in the museum that is simon’s mind. he places you at the center of his own personal gallery, the works of michelangelo and botticelli insignificant to how heavenly you look seated on his lap.
hell, you’re beautiful no matter what, and simon won’t let you leave his side until he’s sure you’ll never forget that.
#writing is hard#this is so short but it took me 4 days to write?#call of duty#simon ghost riley#simon riley#call of duty modern warfare 2#cod#call of duty mwii#call of duty warzone#cod ghost#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x you#simon riley x female reader#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley x female reader#ghost x you#ghost x reader#ghost x female reader#simon riley imagine#cod mw ghost#cod mw#cod x you#cod x reader#cod modern warfare#ghost call of duty#simon riley smut#ghost smut#cod smut#sirin writes⋆˚࿔
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SIGHHHH BSD REREAD…................I MISS THEM SO MUCH :(((
#if i catch anyone tagging this as a ship i will gut you like a fucking fish.#HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO DAZAI AND DAZAI ONLY. BTW#sorry for the inactivity i was busy flopping my ap’s🥰#no skk art from tumblr user lotus-pear after two weeks of not posting get PRANKED#anyway i was rereading the manga and i was struck once again by how father and son they are 😭😭😭😭😭#dazai calls him “kiddo” and “my boy” in the translation i was reading and it actually made me keel over and sob like he’s so sweet 🥺🥺🥺😭😭#actual crime they haven’t been reunited yet#switched up my coloring style a little bit bc why not#dazai osamu#osamu dazai#nakajima atsushi#atsushi nakajima#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#bsd#lotus draws
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the new baby you take care of is the cutest baby you've ever met. (a lil dubcon, baby trapping, 18+)
he has a big head with a tuff of little blond waves, and he has the brightest brown eyes in the entire world. he smiles at every face you make at him, and he takes a bottle like a champ and will nap for hours as long as you're quiet.
his father has a strict schedule set for him. when you met that big man for the very first time, you were speechless. your teeth had clacked together with how fast you tried to close your gawking mouth, but it was impossible not to with how much he towered over you, nearly touching the top of the doorway.
he is methodical, down to every minute. tacked onto the fridge, he had shown you his son's current schedule, which he emphasized with a dead glare must be followed to a T.
two feedings in the morning followed by a nap. another feeding. a longer nap. another feeding. another nap. all separated in increments of 45 minutes, with instructions on how to use the bottle warmer and how to measure the formula.
his son does not cry. his father had told you, if he cries, y'r doin' somethin' wrong. and he was right. the baby only cried when he was hungry, and he would fall into a dead sleep as soon as you gave him a bottle.
it's odd, to take care of someone else's baby. especially this man's. there's no woman in the house, as far as you can tell. the whole house is decorated very minimally, cozy and in shades of warm greens and cool blues and browns. there are no heeled boots by the door or pretty fur coats, and whenever you pass by his bedroom, only one side of his bed ever looks lived-in. there are no pictures on the walls, no makeup in the bathroom drawers, and no pads or tampons under the sink.
just a big, unfeeling man and his big, adorable baby.
but you think that your actions to get this big, unfeeling man to like you are starting to have the wrong kind of implications.
it starts with dinner. you start to make it, using the ingredients from his fridge to make stews and buttery mashed potatoes and roasted veggies. the image of you stirring a pot with his baby on your hip has not left him, and whenever you don't have some kind of meal cooking when he gets home, you answer to someone curt, annoyed, and cold, even to the touch.
then it's the decorating. you thought his couch was a little bare, so now there's a few throw blankets laying across the back of it. there's a vase of pretty tulips on the coffee table. you're growing herbs on the windowsill, little pots of thyme and rosemary and basil. you leave house shoes by the door now, and even when you're not there, he sees those fuzzy pink slippers in the foyer, and he can't help the way he chubs up just seeing them when you're not around.
you start to bring some extra changes of clothes. after the baby spit up on you more than once in a day, you bring a duffel bag with you once a week with extra changes of clothes. he snarls when he sees your clothes in one of his drawers; pretty black panties and matching bras, all laid out under your lounge wear right next to his fucking socks.
the toothbrush next to his in the bathroom. the multi-colored chapsticks in the drawers. tampons and pads organized in the cabinet, your moisturizer next to his shaving cream. he smacks his fist against the wall when he sees the finished package of your birth control in the trash because wot the fuck are y'doing taking those things when y'know i want another--
he can see you in the baby monitor. swaying in the dark of his son's room, the baby's head on your chest as you rock him softly. you're singing a little, a gentle hum to soothe him enough that his eyes start closing. he groans a little when he sees your eyes shut as you kiss his son on the forehead, cooing at him as you pat his little back and tell him to have sweet dreams.
you're making brownies when he comes home that night. his son is seated in his high chair, clapping his hands, and you're smiling at him and cooing in that baby voice you do as you take the warm brownies out of the oven. when you see him emerge from the darkness of his living room, you smile at him, taking off the oven mitts.
"hi, simon," you say softly, and his pupils dilate when you slip a hand over his son's head to soothe him. "i made some dessert, hope that's okay. thought you might wanna try my new recipe."
simon comes into the kitchen as you take his baby out of his high chair. you hoist him up against your hip, and when simon comes closer, you giggle as tilts his head to the side and stares down at you both. you tilt your head back a little, blinking up at him, and the flutter of your lashes is enough to have him rock hard in his cargos as his hands curl into frustrated fists at his sides.
"i'm gonna put him down for bed, it's a little late," you tell him. you hoist his son up a little higher on your hip, picking up his little chubby arm and waving up at simon. "say goodnight, daddy."
simon grins under his mask at the soft lilt of your voice. you try not to squeak when one of his big hands slides around your waist to hold you at your back, and he bends down to kiss his son's forehead through his mask.
"goodnight, my boy."
you try not to linger on the idea that he may have grabbed your ass as you walked away. no, his arms are just so long, they grazed you while you passed by him.
the baby always goes down nice and easy. one bottle later, with a full stomach, he's rubbing his little eyes and fussing in your arms as he tries to fall asleep. he's a mover, simon's little one--always grasping around with his arms and flopping onto his side in the bed. oftentimes, after a nap, he's facing the opposite direction and on the other end of the crib when you come to get him.
so you shouldn't be surprised when as he's falling asleep, his little grubby hands reach for you and pull.
your eyes widen when you hear the pop of buttons. you look down, gasping, when you see his son has grabbed onto the front of your blouse and pulled the first few buttons out. they clatter onto the floor in a mess, and you're not able to see where they go with it so dark in his room.
"oh, god!"
you try to be gentle as you set the baby down in his crib. he immediately sticks his thumb in his mouth with his head lolling to the side, and you try to pick up anything you step on as you hurry out of the room, trying to hold your shirt together.
it's useless. you're standing there in the hallway, hastily shutting the baby's room closed, tits out at eight in the evening.
"tha' why he so good ta ya, mama?"
your eyes bug out of your head when you see simon there. he's standing at the end of the hallway, arms crossed over his chest, and his eyes are focused on your poor open blouse. the bra you're wearing leaves nothing to the imagination--just mesh with underwire, and when simon comes closer, there's virtually nothing separating you when he reaches up with that gloved hand and cups one breast, thumb smoothing over your nipple before he tugs on it gently.
"wha--simon--"
"thinks y'r his mum, pretty tits out like tha'," simon hisses. "'f ya wanted it so bad, why didn't ya just say?"
"simon--"
he tsks, using both hands this time to grip your blouse by the edges and tug it down your arms. it falls around your elbows, and he takes the straps of your bra with it, until it's pooled around your waist and your tits fall free.
"fuckin' hell," he breathes, and your lips part gently as he hikes up his mask and spits on your nipples before sucking them into his mouth. "mmmph..."
you arch your back as he rips the rest of the buttons off with one smooth tug. your blouse falls, and your bra follows it, until you're in nothing but your skirt, backing up into the darkness of his bedroom as he kicks the door shut. you scramble to get him back on top of you when your knees hit the edge of the bed, and you're laying down--grabbing around his shoulders as you try to guide his mouth back to your breasts where he can suckle on them with that filthy mouth of his.
"knew it--" he rasps. "fuck, i knew it--"
your eyes squeeze shut when he ruts his hips against yours. your panties are ruined, slick wet and digging uncomfortably into your folds, but the scratch of simon's jeans have your back bowing at a hard angle, your fingers sliding between your bodies as you reach for his zipper. you gasp when you feel him under your hand, straining against denim, the girth of him tying your stomach in hard knots as you think about what it'll take to get you open enough for him to slip in.
"keepin' me fat," simon murmurs. "holdin' my baby like tha', wot did ya think was goin' ta happen, eh?"
"h-huh?"
"'m gonna make you fat, too, swee'eart," he says, smoothing his hand over your tummy. "saw those little pills in y'r bag. it won't take today, but we'll try again tomorrow, yeah?"
you're drooling as he fucks you. your hips are hiked up, your skirt flipped up as his thighs smack against your ass. you're not privy to the way the fat of you shakes every time he's buried to the hilt, but simon appreciates it, tongue out as he watches you push back against him to try and get yourself filled quicker. he traces your spine with his fingers, leaning over you as he watches your fingers dig into his dark sheets and grip for dear life as he gives it to you fast and deep. it's a mess of wet between you, and you know the bed underneath you will be soaked by the time he's done with you, but you can't think about that when the very thing you've been wanting since the day you met him is so close, so within reach.
you haven't taken a single one of those pills since the first week you met that fat, beautiful baby. maybe simon didn't take too close a look at the dated little pills in your bag and in the bin, the little calendar you used to mark rotting away in a forgotten pocket, gathering dust.
when simon comes, your mouth is filled with saliva, and you gurgle between barely-lucid giggles as your hips sink into the mattress. he's saying something, but you don't hear it. instead you reach down with your fingers and stuff them inside, trying to gather as much of his cum and keep it. when simon tries to cum in your mouth later, you nearly bite his dick off.
how dare he try and waste it?
#i can't write rn but i've been thinking about this a lot lately#a baby did this to me the other day but there was no big giant masked man to save me after#the rest is just self indulgence cause i need to be nasty about him all the time#simon ghost riley#simon riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#ghost mw2#ghost cod#ghost call of duty#ghost mwii#ghost x reader#cod#call of duty#simon riley smut#simon ghost riley smut#simon thoughts#dark!ghost#dark!simon
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I’m too gullible with people. I’ll have encounters and be like “aw they seemed nice ☺️” and then everyone around me will be like NONONONONO THAT WAS THE DEVIL!!!!!!!
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have doodle lol
functionally, i am alive, emotionally?? idk about that work has me crying almost everyday now chat idk if i can do this anymore
#sonadow#? i guess#sonic the hedgehog#shadow the hedgehog#sth#sth fanart#sonic the hedghog fanart#my art#sketch#sonic to shadow after shadow generations#but dw guys i’m doing fine#work it just so fucking stressful we’re getting scheduled understaffed and ofc no one wants to come in so we get call outs every day#30 min wait times to make a caramel macchiato?? yes ma’am ITS BC I’M THE ONLY ONE ON BAR RN#like dawg idk if you can tell but we’re in the middle of a giant shopping center ofc we’re gonna be busy#just expect you’re drink to take awhile to make#ESPECIALLY if the line is A BLOCK OUT THE DOOR#DUDE OFC WE’RE BEHIND HAVE YOU NOTICED WE HAVE ONLY THREE (3) PEOPLE WORKING RN???#WE SHOULD HAVE AT LEAST 6#anyway probably gonna have to start going back to therapy#i’ll be fine lmao but damn this holiday season is fucking traumatizing
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Bisan is calling for another global strike!
I saw some posts just outlining Jan 21st, and wanted to clarify that Bisan has called for a full seven days of action.
What a global strike would look like is:
calling in sick to work
purchasing bare essentials ahead of the week so you can observe the general boycott of goods / buying as little as you genuinely can
putting in a concerted effort to elevate Palestinian voices and make it clear that this strike is in support of a permanent ceasefire!
For those who will have to purchase necessary goods during this time, please observe the brands that the BDS movement is asking us to boycott!
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Right now is also a good time to mention some better uses for your money during this week.
Available e-sims in Gaza are running low!!
Mirna El Helbawi and her team are working round the clock to continue to connect Palestinians as Israel does its best to cut them off from the rest of the world.
You can learn how to purchase and send e-sims here, and below you’ll find a list of what is currently needed (the areas in brackets indicate what region you should select to buy e-sims in).
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CareforGaza is an organisation that does verifiably good work, distributing supplies directly to Palestinian families.
They have a Gofundme set up at the moment, but because of Gofundme’s poor track record regarding refusing to transfer funds to Palestinians, I’d recommend continuing to donate directly to their PayPal here.
Good luck to all of you. Don't turn away from Palestine!
#i know that for some people their first instinct will be to scoff. how can anyone just not buy things for a full week?#what about groceries? rent?#and personally. i wanna say yes. there are some things that we have to spend money on to survive.#but it is possible still to make a concerted effort in your life#to carve out seven days where you can minimise that amount of money#i know its a lot.#for some people who are living on a tight budget. i know its not possible and i dont fault you for that#but i know for a fact that so many of us would be able to take out a few daily purchases in observance of this strike#do your best#dont turn away from palestine#free palestine#palestine#from the river to the sea#call to action
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When a fanfic writer puts a nickname you think Is icky in their smut fic
#im not even kidding i was reading a fanfic the other day and they had the character call the reader baby cakes right before they got naked.#like legitimately#in the same sentence as them taking their clothes off#i closed it out as soon as i read it#i really just said “nope”#fanfiction#bucky barnes fanfiction#bucky barnes x reader#x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#supernatural x reader#avengers x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#anakin skywalker x reader#steve rogers x reader#konig x reader#captain john price x reader#logan howlet x reader#charles xavier x reader#fred weasley x reader#george weasly x reader#james potter x reader#remus lupin x reader#sirius black x reader#regulus black x female reader#regulus black x reader#tony stark x reader#wade wilson x reader#luke castellan x reader
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Making Bruce the kind of guy to work through his thoughts out loud when he knows hes allowed to. This leads to him rubberducking off of anyone who will let him, including, but not limited to his boys and assorted JL members. He latches on, and suddenly, this is not Bruce's Case, its Our case.
Despite him doing this to anyone that will listen, Clark tends to be the most available victim due to his extreme patience, his investigative skills, and love of listening to people ramble at him <3
#superman#batman#superbat#clark kent#bruce wayne#dc#he has to problem solve soooooooo much; he mustve made it a habit at some point#everyones at least a little entertained by it. sometimes the brain behaves the way it wants to#if he has no one to bother he will resort to traditional methods#which include talking to himself for hours OR talking to a little duckie or bat or toy or whatever little guy is on his console for the day#which is objectively funny and entertaining when you rollback camera footage#but hes always grumpier after an afternoon with no headway#so clark is called in before Bruce gives himself an aneurysm lmao
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Oh english is absolutely not his first language.
#Ryunosuke and Phoenix's first day court sillies: I don't know what a court record is! :3 I'm just a little guy!#Apollo first day court sillies: If anyone finds out Im not a native english speaker I will simply have to Murder them#i KNOW they didnt know he was an immigrant when they made this game. Thats why its SO COOL so much of it stil scans and supports later canon#my partner and I were playing together and just talking about how.#he grew up in a mountain shack surrounded by army guys. he KNOWS HOW TO PLAY POKER. He just has no idea what the hands are called in ENGLISH#spk plays apollo justice#ace attorney#apollo justice#apollo justice ace attorney#aa
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Elias Walker father of the year
#Logan getting rescued from The Pit: honestly it wasn’t that bad reminded me of my childhood#hesh: oh right just like the basement training days#everybody else: THE BASEMENT TRAINING DAYS????#call of duty ghosts#for everyone who wanted more ghosts content#cod ghosts#logan walker#david hesh walker#riley the dog#call of duty#cod kick#keegan p russ
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