#but this will do for now until i can up my technique!

[chibifox2002]

Does Jaybird have a set schedule for Doey when he splits into the three boys. Is there somewhere she gets frustrated with Kevin.

Each of the boys actually have their own pre-planned days to spend with Janet! So that way they have their own time to spend with mom whenever they're separated!

Also that second part inspired me to write a fic so hope you don't mind that!

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The autumn sun shone brightly as Janet drove down an old trail just a bit down the road from her house. It was a slightly bumpy ride, with the trail being slightly deformed by the numerous storms that had passed by since she last drove down it, sticks and twigs littering the path.

Normally, she would be picking up the mess so the next trip wouldn't be as bumpy, but she didn't want to take too long with this drive. Not with her current passenger, who was seated on the right side of the back seat of her old mustang, looking out the window with a sour expression on his face.

Doey- no, Kevin, had a bit of an outburst a couple days prior, and separated himself from the others since then.

Literally. He had removed himself from Doey and locked himself in the basement storage room. It had surely shocked Janet when the situation was explained to her after returning home from work. She had no idea that the boys who formed Doey were capable of doing that!

Although she was able to convince Kevin to come out of the basement, he was still silent and distant from the others. Especially Jack and Matthew, the other two boys of Doey. Refusing to reform with them, and the two were starting to get worried about their friend and brother.

Well, today Janet had decided that enough was enough, and invited Kevin on a drive with her. Telling the red colored doughboy to grab a jacket and that she had a special place that she wanted to show him.

Leaving DogDay in charge, she had set up a movie marathon for the other toys, along with snacks and instructions on how to use the popcorn maker, and set out with her son.

Which led to now, Janet finally pulling up to her destination, an open space next to a decent sized lake surrounded by trees, and stopping the car and walking to the trunk to grab a blanket and a small basket of snacks for the two of them.

Might as well make this a picnic.

After setting everything up, the two sat and chatted about the week while snacking on the sliced fruits and grilled cheese sandwiches that Janet had prepared.

About an hour passed before Janet decided to initiate the plan.

"So... Did you wanna talk about what happened a few days ago while I was out?" Janet asked with a gentle voice. Knowing (and expecting) that the boy may not want to talk about it just yet.

Kevin paused mid-bite of his sandwich, and placed it back into his paper plate. Falling silent once again.

Janet nodded. "That's alright baby, you don't gotta talk about it if ya ain't ready to." Janet reached into the basket and pulled out a water bottle for Kevin, holding it towards him as an offer. To which he accepted.

Janet continued as Kevin opened the bottle to take a sip. "I just want you to know that I know what it's like to lash out like that. To have something eat away at your mind until it drives you mad. Until you feel like you HAVE to get it out SOMEHOW, and how violence seems like an easy way to do so..." Janet paused, sighing. Kevin paying full attention to his mother.

"But that's not the best way to go about it... It can hurt you, as well as those you care about..." Janet looked up towards the tops of the trees.

"Back when I was in therapy, my physiatrist suggested finding a better outlet for my anger. She suggested practicing breathing techniques, hobbies to get my mind off of it, and even to try writing it down in a journal." Janet shifted, suddenly moving to stand up.

"But, I found that the best way to deal with my issues for me, was to come here and release it!"

"Either by just screaming my heart out here-" Janet bent down and picked up a rock. "Or by throwing rocks into the lake." She reeled back her arm and threw the rock as hard as she could into the lake. It splashing close to the center of the lake.

She stared towards the lake for a bit before hearing footsteps approach her, she looked over just in time to see Kevin pick up a rock, look out to the lake, and throw it as hard as he could, shouting as the rock flew from his hand and into the water. Landing just a bit farther from where Janet's had landed.

"Nice throw honey!" Janet applauded as she walked over to him with a slightly bigger rock. Handing it to him. "Wanna throw this one too?" Kevin took the rock and threw it. Landing a bit closer to them from the last rock's landing spot.

Janet then suddenly picked up a pebble, and skipped it across the lake with ease. Which shocked the doughboy.

"How'd you do that?!" Kevin asked, amazement in his voice and on his face.

Janet chuckled.

"Well, first you gotta find a flat pebble or rock-" She held up another one as an example. "You hold it so it's like a tiny frisbee in your fingers. Then you flick your wrist as you throw it like this!-"

She once again skipped the stone as Kevin searches for a suitable stone to skip.

It takes him a few tries, but eventually he's skipping stones with the same amount of grace as the human woman who taught him.

They laugh and continue to skip stones for a couple minutes. Before Kevin speaks up again.

"... I hate that I'm mad all the time..." Janet turns to him. "I hate that I still get nightmares about that place and what happened to me. I just want to TRY and get over it all, and I am! I'm trying so hard to just enjoy the present with everyone and I just- I just can't!" Kevin yells as throws his hands up, before letting them drop to his sides in frustration.

"I just-" Kevin pauses, sighing before finishing his thought. "I'm just so tired..."

Kevin stares out into the lake, watching as a group of three ducks land on the water and begin to swim around.

A hand gently appears on his shoulder. Gently squeezing it as he looks up towards the kind face the hand belongs to.

"Sweetheart... It's completely normal for you to still be affected by your trauma. Heck, I still have moments where I'm reminded of mine and I just completely freeze because of it... Trauma doesn't just disappear overnight, despite how much we all wish that was the case."

Janet slowly wrapped Kevin into a hug as she continued.

"But the fact that you want to do something about it is good!" Janet began to gently sway side to side to help calm her son. "If there's anything I can do to help you with that, just let me know and I'll figure something out for you." Janet stepped back, keeping her hands on Kevin's shoulders.

"Is there anything you want to do about your frustration right now?"

Kevin was silent for a few moments.

"... I wanna scream..."

Janet nodded and took a couple steps away from Kevin. "Alright then, let's just-"

Janet didn't even finish her sentence before being caught off guard as Kevin let out the most blood curdling, soul ripping, rage filled scream she had ever heard in her life. Putting all her previous rage induced screams to shame.

Kevin's face had exaggerated to extreme levels as his red teeth exposed themselves and his angered expression morphed into a more monstrous version of itself as he screamed, small spikes forming on different areas of his body.

The three ducks that were on the lake flying off at the sudden loud noise.

The scream lasted for almost 30 seconds before Kevin stopped, his form reverting back to normal before he began to breathe heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

Janet stared at him for a bit before composing herself and releasing the tension in her body.

"... Ya feeling better sugar?" Janet asked.

"...Y-Yeah... A little bit." Kevin stuttered out, voice cracking a bit.

"...You want another hug?"

"...... Yeah..."

Janet took a step towards Kevin, wrapping him in another hug. Making this one a bit tighter than the previous one. Once again swaying side to side as the quiet sniffles and hiccups of her boy crying could be heard.

Looks like Kevin needed that more than he thought.

....

Two hours later after they finished their picnic, they drove back home and Kevin apologized to the other toys for his outburst. Eventually reforming back into Doey by the end of the night.

And now, whenever Kevin's anger begins to become too much, he simply goes to his mother and she then brings him to their favorite spot at the lake where they skip stones and yell into the sky together.

[generic-sonic-fan]

Omega's Observations: Inside/Wired

Summary: Tails tells Omega about Shadow’s recent visit to his workshop.

For @teamdarkweek. 2047 words.

Omega observes that Tails is quieter than usual today. This would be irrelevant, if not for the fact that the fox is currently elbow-deep in his chest cavity.

He waits until Tails withdraws to grab another tool from the workbench to speak. “YOU ARE HIDING SOMETHING.�� 

“Huh?” Tails turns around. “No, no, it’s nothing.” 

“YOU ARE A TERRIBLE LIAR.” Omega gambles.

Sure enough, the fox’s face falls. “You got me there. But I’m serious. It’s not a big deal, just something about Shadow.” 

“INFORM ME OF YOUR HESITATION ABOUT SHADOW.”

“Nothing to hesitate about- just something he brought up the last time he visited me.”

“ELABORATE.”

Tails folds his hands together. “It started something like. . .”

—

“Teach me how to solder.”

“Hmm?” 

Tails lifted his welding helmet, only to find Shadow standing in the door of his workshop, his arms crossed and his foot tapping impatiently. 

“Oh! Shadow! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you come in.” Tails put down his welding torch. 

“Teach me. How to solder.” Shadow wasn’t asking.

“Well, sure? Is everything alright?”

“Yes.” 

“So, no particular urgency? The thought just struck you?”

“Please.” Shadow finally said. 

“That’s better.” Tails said, before feeling a little bad about it. “Follow me. I’ll get a soldering kit out.” 

He had to search only a little bit to find his old soldering iron- he hadn’t used it in a while, not since Sonic had gotten him a new one with all the bells and whistles on it. But it would be better to start Shadow off on a simpler one. Tails then grabbed a coil of solder and a little bottle of flux. 

He brought them all over to his workbench.

“Pull up that stool?” Tails gestured to an extra rolling stool in the corner as he grabbed his own. 

Shadow did as asked, but he didn’t sit in it like Tails had intended. Instead he stayed standing, studying intently as Tails moved to plug the soldering iron in. 

“Alright!” Tails set the soldering iron down and clapped his hands together. “Let’s start with this: what do you already know about soldering?”

“It is a technique that can repair wires.” Shadow replied. Tails waited for him to elaborate, but he didn’t.

“That’s okay. I’ll start by going over the components and what they do.” He picked up the soldering iron again. “This is the iron, and it is used to melt the-” with his other hand, he picked up the coil of solder “-solder, which is a filler metal used to help rejoin the two halves of the wire.”

Shadow nodded.

“But, before you do so, you want to clean the site of joining with the flux.” Tails set the solder down and picked up the bottle of flux. “Well, it’s not just cleaning, it also helps the solder actually stick, but you get the idea.” 

Tails set down the flux and then grabbed the iron. He turned it on and set it to the correct temperature. In only a few seconds, a wisp of smoke trailed off the end. He then unwrapped a bit of the solder and held it to the end of the iron, causing it to melt and coat the tip. 

“Now you’ll just want to-” Tails looked down at his bench and realized he didn’t get out anything to actually use as an example. “Can you grab some spare wires for me to show you with?”

“Where would those be?” Shadow asked.

“Oh, in the back somewhere. Anything on my shelves will do as long as it isn’t attached to anything.”

Shadow disappeared. He did not return. For about a minute, Tails was worried he’d gotten lost back there before he showed up again with a handful of small wires. The way he carried them was strange; gently, as if he was holding a baby bird. 

“Great! Hand me two with stripped edges, please.”

“Stripped?”

“The bare metal, instead of being covered by the insulation.”

Shadow handed him two bits that had their bare copper showing.

“Now we’ll want to twist them together,” Tails mimed the motion.

Shadow copied with the actual wires, before handing them over. Tails placed them against the workbench and tipped the bottle of flux, splashing them with the clear liquid. 

“Most solder that you buy from stores already has a little flux in it, to make sure the solder sticks, but I like to apply extra anyway since I’ve got it.” Tails explained. 

“I see.” Shadow replied.

“Now that that’s done, you can melt the solder onto the wires. You don’t need to put a lot- just enough so that the twisted portion is coated.” 

Tails touched the soldering iron to the wires, transferring the bit of solder he’d already put on the tip to the wires. 

He then handed the iron to Shadow. “You try!” 

Shadow looked at the iron, then the bundle of wires. He gently tapped the tip of the iron against the wires, not long enough for any of the solder to transfer.

“You can do it with a bit more authority, you know.” Tails suggested. 

Shadow’s eyes narrowed. He pressed the tip of the iron against the part of the wires that was still bare, this time adding enough solder for it to drip down and onto the plastic insulation. 

“Too much! That’s okay. All it does is stink up the place.” Tails waved his hand over the bit of melted plastic to fan away the fumes. “The solder will still hold. That’s what’s important.” 

“What now?” Shadow asked.

“That’s it!” Tails replied. “We just wait for it to cool. It cools pretty fast.”

“It’s. . .” Shadow stared at the two joined wires, now tinged a silvery color from the solder. “Vulnerable.”

“It is exposed,” Tails agreed. “We can add a heat-shrink tubing to insulate it again.”

He stood from his stool and started digging on his shelves for those little heat-shrinks. He found one shoved beneath an old circuit board; it would do for this little practice session. 

He returned with the little black tube between his fingers. Shadow was still staring at the wires.

“Usually, you want to slide one of these on before you join the wires if the wires are already part of a system,” Tails explained as he gently pushed Shadow’s hand out of the way and threaded the tube onto the now joined wire, “but for our purposes let’s pretend we remembered to do that.” 

“What now?”

“If you have a wire cutter, you can trim the joining, but otherwise you can just fold it in parallel before sliding the heat-shrink over it.” 

He let Shadow practice the motion and thread the tube over the exposed junction.

“Then you’ll use either a torch, if you have one, or the soldering iron itself to heat it. It’ll shrink tight against the insulation already existing on the wire. Think of it like a patch on a tire.”

Tails took the wire back and used the upper portion of the soldering iron tip to heat the tube. Sure enough, it shrunk tight around the new joining, leaving only a little lump in the plastic as evidence of the break in the first place. 

“And that’s it. Pretty easy once you get the hang of it.” Tails smiled. 

“I need to practice more.” 

“Yeah, it gets easier with practice for sure.” 

Shadow grabbed two more wires from the bundle he’d set on the workbench and twisted them together. Wordlessly, he grabbed the iron from Tails’ hands and pressed it against the junction. 

“. . . sure, you can practice some more here!” Tails gave an awkward smile. 

Shadow poured excess solder all over the wires, resulting in gobs of the metal ringing the plastic insulation. He threw this attempt away and started his next. Twisted the wires together, pressed just the very tip of the iron against the wires. 

“Oops, that’s too little.” Tails said. “You’ll want to add more or-”

Shadow pulled on the connection and it unravelled. 

“-it won’t hold.” 

With a sharp sigh, Shadow twisted them together again. 

“Want to use the flux? It might help.” 

Shadow ignored him. 

He twiddled his thumbs together, before running back into the shelves and retrieving a little desk fan Amy had gotten for him a while back. He set it up on the workbench, pointing away from Shadow’s face, and turned it on.

“There. Now you won’t have to breathe in the fumes.” Tails said. “Ultimate Lifeform or not, I can’t imagine it’s very good for you. Not that they’re making solder with lead anymore- thank goodness!”

Shadow did not reply as he carefully painted the joining of the wires with silver. The only sounds were the hiss of the iron and the whirring of the fan. Tails couldn’t even hear him breathe. 

“Is everything alright?” Tails asked. 

Shadow grunted something vaguely affirmative.

“Is it Omega?” 

Shadow paused. 

“If he’s hurt,” Tails said tentatively, “he knows he can come to me any time, right?” 

“And when you’re not here?” 

“You can call me! I’ll race right on back.”

“Tch.” 

Indignation flared in his chest. “Hey! He’s not complaining about me, is he?” 

“You don’t get it.”

“What do I not get? I think I’m doing a pretty good job with him, thank you very much, and if he doesn’t like it-”

“You,” Shadow said, “Won’t. Always. Be. Here.” 

“Even if I can’t make it back here, that doesn’t mean I can’t phone in and help guide. . .” 

Tails noticed brushes of melted solder against Shadow’s gloves as his hands shook. 

“Careful, it’s hot.” Tails said quietly, and reached for the iron in Shadow’s hands. “You could burn yourself.” 

Shadow didn’t fight him as he took it and turned it off. 

“If it would help you feel better, I could start teaching you?” Tails offered.

“I can’t just use chaos energy to heal him like with Rouge.”

“Kind of a bummer, huh?” 

Shadow looked at him. 

“You know what I mean.” 

Shadow sighed. “I do.” 

“You don’t need to worry about it for a long time, though.” He put his hand on Shadow’s shoulder. “You’ve got, what, a hundred years or so before I kick the bucket? You plan too far ahead.” 

Shadow didn’t reply. 

“I’ll teach, and you’ll learn. I’ve always wanted a protege!” Tails joked.

“I already know how to repair some mechanical systems. It’s the electronics I’m not familiar with.”

“Right, your motorcycle is in pristine condition! Omega’s going to be lucky to have you.” 

“I. . . thanks.” Shadow muttered at his hands. 

“You’re welcome, Shadow. Any time.”

Shadow stared at the tangle of newly-joined wires on the workbench for a while, before placing his hand over Tails’ on his shoulder. 

“Want to watch a movie, perhaps?” Shadow asked. 

“Sure! There’s this new one Sonic got me and he says he doesn’t want to watch it again but I really really want to see it again. It’s about giant alien robots and they’re fighting, and two of them are friends but things happen and- you’ll have to see!”

Tails grabbed Shadow’s hands and led him away from the workbench and to the couch.

—

“. . . it was a good movie. I think he liked it.” Tails concludes. 

Omega finishes sorting this new bit of information in his memory banks.

“Well?” 

“HE SEES ME AS FRAGILE.” 

“I don’t think so. I think he’s just concerned.”

“HE SHOULD NOT BE CONCERNED!” 

“He’s your friend.” Tails replies. “Of course he’s concerned.” 

“HE OVERANALYZES EVENTUAL POSSIBILITIES, OVERLOADING HIS BIOLOGICAL STRESS RESPONSE IN THE PRESENT DATE.” 

“Yeah, but-”

“IT WOULD BE A GREATER FAVOR FOR HIM TO CEASE HIS NEEDLESS ANXIETY.”

“Learning how to do first aid for your friends isn’t a bad thing.” Tails crosses his arms. 

Omega cannot generate a suitable rebuttal to that.

“Given the rate at which you turn back up at my place damaged, it’s good for one of your team to know how to solder.”

“ROUGE ALREADY KNOWS HOW TO SOLDER.”

Tails opens his mouth, then closes it. He turns back to his workbench to finally retrieve the tool necessary to finish the current repair. He sticks the wrench inside Omega’s chest compartment. Tightens a few bolts. Withdraws again. 

“It’s just the way Shadow is wired, I guess.” 

“I KNOW.” Omega mutters before he can stop himself. 

[artbyluro]

– Hey…didn’t know you took naps…

Satoru raised his blindfold a little bit and looked at her eyes for a few seconds

– Im a human too, I need to rest sometimes – said covering his eyes again

– Wait…have you been…crying?

– Nah, who did you take me for? It’s just my technique – he clapped and stood up – Well! Time to practice that sense of yours!

– You know, sometimes massaging the eyes with something fresh can help ease the pain

– What? Are you saying you care for me? – he smirked

– You’re a pain in the ass most of the time but…you’re my friend, one of the few I have here. Of course I care. Now sit.

She went to the bathroom, soaked her hands and approached him.

– What are you going to do? – She raised his blindfold and softly put her hands in his eyes. – Oh! Freshy!

She chuckled – Told you, I do it when I spend too much time on the computer. – She hesitated, Hiro once told her Geto’s leaving had affected Satoru deeply, and had his nostalgic moments, little ones, once in a while; it was hard to believe, since she always saw him smiling and being goofy. But it wasn’t until that moment, when she saw his red eyes, that she understood the pain he actually hid inside.

– You miss him, don’t you? – she asked. He remained silent.

– Sorry for asking, I just thought it would be good for you to talk about it…since we’re friends…Im sorry.

The silent in the room became awkward and Minah felt stupid for asking such a personal question.

– I do – he said after a couple of seconds – very much – whispered

Minah removed her hands from his eyes – Don’t feel sad, you also have people here who love you and care for you.

Satoru chuckled, she still didn’t understand how the whole jujutsu society worked, specially how everyone saw him, couldn’t blame her though.

– Well, of course! Nobody can resist my pretty eyes!

She sighed, there was his usual self again – Well, at least you’re happy now.

He grabbed her hand and looked at her – Thank you.

They started at each other and Minah knew she was lost the moment she actually looked at those eyes.

Normally, when she was around him, she felt a pressure due to his cursed energy, but in that moment a strange force attracted her to him, pulling her close like gravity until there was no space between them.

And while she felt his hands all over her, she agreed with him, nobody could resist those eyes.

[radioactive-earthshine]

I have curly hair but I don’t really know how to take care of it correctly I just use the first shampoo and the conditioner I see.

do u have any product or routine suggestions?

Okay, so. Having curly or even wavy hair is 1.) so incredibly gorgeous and stunning but also 2.) a fucking pain in the ass because you cannot treat it like straight hair, which is shampoo, condition and then GO and obtain optimal results or even good results most time.

How you care for your curly or wavy hair depends on a lot of factors such as hair porosity, density, thickness and genetics.

Embracing a curly hair routine takes a lot of time and patience to find out what works, it will be a lot of trial and error and it all just depends on what your own tolerance level is. Sometimes I just cannot be bothered and I straighten my hair and I'll do that for a month then go back to the absurdity.

But here is where I suggest you START

1.) Find out what your curl pattern is, it is common to be in-between types or even have a mix of types. This will help you with products and even method. Type 2 - "Wavy" Type 3 - Curly Type 4 - Coily

I have 2c/3a curls... and sometimes it looks like 2b... and if I don't take care of it all it's 2a but like shapeless fluff on my head and looks like a 1980s anime chick.

Once you find out what your curl type is I would then research a curly hair routine based on that type. You can also look up "curly method" or "curly girl method" and you will get a lot of results but I found looking up my curl pattern was infinitely easier.

You can even go onto Youtube and just look up "3B curly hair routine" and you will find some great videos that could help you.

When you research you will come across terms like porosity, density and thickness. These are things that help you understand your hair texture.

Porosity - how porous is your hair shaft, how quick does it dry. The higher the porosity the faster your hair dries. If you hair takes "all day" to air dry the chances are it is low porosity. My hair dries in under 2 hours so it is high porosity. What does this mean to a routine? Air drying and staying away from the hair dryer might be best.

Density - how many hairs are on your head? Is your hair so dense you break hair ties, or when you pull it back it looks like a rat tail or somewhere between? Mine is a rat tail, I have low-density hair. This means HEAVY ingredients like shea and coconut might weigh my hair down and I should skip leave-in conditioners and stick with lightweight products.

Thickness - just how thick are your individual hairs. My hair is fine, you can barely feel a single hair when rolling in between two fingers. This means again, heavy products might weight my hair down. But it might not!

When you figure out all of this then you can do some product hunting to see what will work best for you and what sort of technique will work best to bring out your CURLS.

All routines should involve some sort of wash, condition, styling product, scrunching. Just how you are doing this will vary.

Tips: Start in the drug store, you will see A LOT of ads for some high end, EXPENSIVE curl products that might tempt you - I can promise you that you do not need these, stay in the drug store to start until you find out what works and even if you LIKE doing a curly method. You can find some amazing curl products in the drug store that all work fine.

Right now I am happy with Shea Moisture's line, but I also liked OGX, Not Your Mother's brand will come up a lot too in your research and they are good.

Another Tip: you will hear 'protein' come up a lot, a lot of curly people use this as some sort of weird incantation they act like will cure all your problems, it will not. Keep it in mind but honestly getting a routine down and figuring out your hair is more important than focusing on protein.

I hope this helps your journey! Good luck!

[adore-gregor]

🤞

[hauntingblue]

ENIES LOBBY TIME!!!

Sanji's face here.... he Knows he is going to fuck him up

THAT IS SANJI??? 😨

Holding them in my hands again....

Sanji struck a nerve there akdjaoajkq

Increible trio btw.... look at the evidence

............ me next please 🙏🏻

That is love right there I can see it

What if we all killed ourselves (except usopp is telling her the opposite ajahkdhsakjd)

I need sanji to go insane like this more often.... after the timeskip it doesn't happen as much and I love to see him suffering

This is so funny.... there is no denying to her face card

"It's not like she actually wants to die" well yes she does, but no because you know she doesn't really. It is in a quantum state right now

Luffy is such a menace akdhaksjkaak

TELL EM!!!! THAT'S MY GIRL!!!!

Look at franky worrying about robin.... do not fret luffy is coming and he will NOT lose!!!!!

This is zoro remarking how usopps fear of being left behind makes no sense.... this is so good.....

This is so endearing but it also breaks my heart....

Who is that sultry binch... (I don't recall this attack AT ALL and i'm sure we never see it again)

They botched his bbl.... 😔😔😔

Luffy's face here... he was convinced she wanted to go with them but was compelled to do otherwise but no.... he thought wrong and he can't fight to her.... I've just been staring at this page for minutes like damn.

Nevermind.... this is something your mother would say "you want to die??? Just wash the dishes and you can do whatever you want later"

"If you wanna die, or whatever...." this is so good like he knows what he is doing.... he Knows.... look at her face. After knowing how luffy and ace were as kids this just makes more sense (oda didn't think about this i'm sure but damn does it fit) also the slight manipulation.... look at all of us we're already here and look how we all miss you already... you know that post about luffy being selfish but his selfishness is jusg kindness to others... yesh

Thinking about robin's cinderella lifestyle.... why did her mother leave her with that aunt and why didn't some archeologist take her in?? Because she doesn't complain about anything just like she doesn't respond when that mother accused her of hitting her child without reason... that's so fucked

Alright this is funny (and also true)... I'm sorry fellow women....

*Justin Bieber voice* I like your laugh... dereishi shishishi

SHE'S GONNA ASK HER MOM TO TAKE HER TO THE SEA WITH HER??? LIKE SHE DOES AFTER WITH LUFFY??? MY GOD!!! I just bursted into tears like I got punched in the nose I can't keep going ajdhakajk

I lied i can keep going... but head in my hands over this....

Find out how my emotional stability survives this arc in ennies lobby part 2. coming soon

[delta-piscium]

Trying? Trying??? By learning. By succeeding!

(about this and my text under the cut)

this is very nice actually thank you so much <3 <3 and like, i probably do need to give myself more credit in general but also i am still very much learning and stumbling and figuring digital art out (and for the most part it is so fun)

I’m gonna ramble about this a bit so bear with me and also i apologize lol, but that art was done after a month of getting increasingly more frustrated with everything turning out so badly and eventually realizing that I was trying to 1. copy a certain look/style that i’ve internalized is what fanart and digital art should look like and is very far away from my style/comfort zone 2. i was trying to do everything digital allows without being comfortable with it or understanding it

so (and this took me a month to realize ? ??) i did what i already knew from doing acrylic and oil painting in the past and could somewhat easily transfer to digital without having to know more than the basics, like i didn’t use a lot of the things digital provides or allows for. i used layers for my own peace of mind but without actually needing them and did some color adjusting (honestly, the color adjusting digital lets you do is such a blessing to me) but the only fancy way i really utilized the medium was making it a gif (which is so fun and a lot easier than i would have thought, like honestly watch me make any future art into gifs too) but there are so many things you can do with the medium with settings/effects, different brushes, tools to use in the process etc that i just do not understand what they are or how to implement them so i am very slowly learning digital art as a whole new medium rather than just being able to use it to adapt what i already know

[stillgotme]

would y’all laugh at me if i told you i edited hsr screenshots……….

[aria0fgold]

Whoooaaaa! Life gotten bit hectic again but like not events but more like just me. Was feeling melancholic??? like, bit down in the dumps lately but I’m feeling better now! :D And then I had my wisdom tooth removed yesterday! Ngl tho I didn’t realize it was my wisdom tooth up until the dentist said it cuz I always referred to it as the tooth at the very end. For smth called a wisdom tooth, it sure dont grow out wisely.

Been practicing writing again too! But more like, practicing planning. I at first wanted to continue a lil personal story about my OC, Alec and while expanding more on smth I realized a lot of loopholes everywhere in his overall story and ngl, doing a self-test style where I create questions for me to answer helped a lot in finding those loopholes.

Cuz like, I’m the type of writer that goes with the flow and worry bout things later which is honestly not that good as planning goes. I’ve tried like other ways of outlining that I’ve searched up but nothing worked out and now I finally found one that does! So I’m thinking of doing that same technique with my fics too cuz there’s a lot I need to connect with everything and it can also help me with figuring out where to go next!

[ms-demeanor]

Hey, are you a broke motherfucker trying to save money on groceries and attempting to plan for having food in the house at the end of the month? Do you have a good system for storing frozen meat? If you don't, here's how I do it:

Large Bastard called me when I was at the plasma center (we're broke motherfuckers!) to tell me that Aldi had nearly expired pork chops (use or freeze by tomorrow) for 50% off, so I told him to get 4 packs.

I keep my freezer pretty full with homemade stock, frozen meat, frozen veggies, frozen fruit, and g-free bread, so I can't just stick the big packages of pork chops directly in the freezer, and besides if I do, the pork chops will freeze to each other and then I'll have to thaw the whole mass of them if i want to cook them, which will increase thawing time.

So what I do instead is make an accordion of waxed paper and fill it with pork chops.

This ends up saving a ton of space, and means I can choose to thaw 8 pieces or 1 piece or however much I need at a time.

3 packs stored this way are smaller than 1 pack from the store.

The final accordion of meat gets wrapped in a layer of waxed paper, then put into a freezer bag with the air pressed out, and now if I don't have cash for groceries I've still got something to eat.

This is also the way that I save meat that is close to its spoilage date that I won't be able to cook before it goes bad. If you stick a family pack of chicken breasts in the freezer, you have a family pack of chicken breasts to thaw. If you put them into little waxed paper envelopes, you've got single serving packets that you can easily toss into a soup or bake from frozen.

This is ALSO pretty much the technique I use to freeze banana slices when my bananas are going brown and I'm not in the mood to bake, only I freeze them on a cutting board before breaking them off and sticking them in a bag when they're frozen.

Freeze wet stuff in individual pieces, not big chunks, so you don't have to break up big chunks to use your frozen food.

I know this probably seems pretty obvious to a lot of people, but it wasn't obvious to me until a couple years ago because nobody ever showed me how to do it and I didn't grow up in a family that cooked a lot.

[exopelagic]

my new flatmate just put raw uncooked spaghetti in a hot frying pan. no water. I can still smell it burning from my room. what

[bmpmp3]

now that virvox has basically handed me my own personal slightly clunky boyband with the voicevox humming update to play with i now fully understand the urge for anime idol companies to give all the vocal lines to one specific character. i want to put my specialest little guy of all time (takehiro) in like every part LOL

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC "Pick Me Up"

The stream goes live on the first day of the school year. It's the usual song and dance - mad laughing, threats, poor jokes, terror, and about thirty kids huddled together in a classroom behind Joker's back. Tim recognizes it as one of the Gotham Academy classrooms. Dick can't imagine the horror those kids' parents must be feeling right now. Jason jokes about middle school traumatic experiences. Damian is feeling very justified for skipping classes today.

Bruce, all suited up in his Batman garb, is making his way to the Academy as fast as he possibly can. Those are kids.

Gotham is once again anxiously kept on the edge of their seats, watching as Joker decides to interview the kids on their learning experience so far. Something about leaving a good first impression on the new generation or some other bullshit. Most kids stutter over their words - it's true that Gothamites are way more composed when facing life-threatening events, but those kids are only fourteen or fifteen for the most part. They are not old enough to keep their cool in the face of a murder clown.

That is, until Joker points his camera at one of the girls. Black hair in a high ponytail, blue eyes without a trace of fear, a slightly displeased, even bored expression on her face. She looks straight into the camera, not even waiting for the laughing madman to finish his question, and deadpans:

"I don't think I like school. Pick me up, please."

Joker sputters.

"Not so scared, I see," he sneers, and, in the next moment, a comically large gun painted in purples and greens is pointed to the girl's forehead, "How about now?"

The girl scrunches her nose and makes a so-so gesture.

"It's kinda meh," she admits, "Like, yeah, points for style, but you know, size doesn't matter. It's all in the technique."

Dick snorts over the comms. It's a bad time for laughing, sure, but the phrase caught him off-guard. This is not what you'd expect to hear from a teen, and definitely not something you'd expect anyone to say to the Joker. Jason's comms are muted, but Barbara knows he also laughed a little.

"Technique, you say?" Joker hisses, pressing the gun closer to the girl's head, and she winces, leaning away from it, almost as if she is disgusted by the touch.

"Yeah, I mean, guns are not that scary anyway. What are you gonna do with them, blast my brains all over the floor? Been there, done that," the girl shrugs, "Kinda nasty, but overall, it's just like slime, only sticky." She pauses and looks to the side, seemingly lost in thought, "Huh, maybe we should have added Borax to it. Or was it baking soda?.."

"Listen here, you little brat," Joker's fingers catch the girl's chin, and his voice becomes sickeningly menacing. Bruce is almost there, just two more minutes. Tim is already grappling onto the wall.

But none of them get to finish.

"Put your dirty fingers away from my sister," a low, cold, and even in a way that speaks of barely contained fury, voice comes from out of the screen.

The camera spins, like whoever is holding it turned really fast, and everyone watching the stream sees a fairly normal guy standing by the window - a turtleneck and ripped jeans, same black hair as the girl, same blue eyes... Wait, they are not blue.

And that's not a guy.

The camera falls down to the floor, and there are a lot of panicked screams coming from the broadcast now, but none of them sound like children's voices. It's the screams of adults, of grown-ass men, and later, someone even claimed they heard Joker's scream among them, too. The picture on camera glitches a few times, and the angle is awkward, but everyone still gets to see how shadows in the room morph into eyes, wide open and green, and how the darkness grows sharp teeth, countless grinning mouths that don't belong to any faces.

Screams turn into gargling and then to quiet whispers, filling the ears of all those listening with countless words in languages they don't know.

Red Robin turns off the recording and looks to that same guy from the levestream, sitting across him on the couch. The guy - Daniel, or Danny, as he introduced himself - looks him in the eyes and raises an eyebrow.

"Okay, and?"

"How did you do it?" Tim asks for the third time this evening. Danny blinks.

"Did what?" He asks, completely incomprehending. Tim groans. He's been trying to get his answers, any answers at this point, from the guy for thirty fucking minutes already. So far, he's got nothing. Danny, whoever the fuck he is, proves to be the most annoying human being on Earth.

"Seven people in a coma, including Joker himself, with no physical injuries and none of the children remember a thing! How?!" He demands, and a girl's face peeks from around the corner:

"I remember!"

Tim snaps his head at her, "What do you remember?"

The girl pauses, blinks, and looks to Danny. Then shrugs, "My brother picked me up from school."

Tim drops his head down and breathes out in frustration. He can't force the information out of civilians, he is a vigilante, not a mafia.

"Would it make you feel better if I promise not to do it again?" Danny asks, and his voice is way too innocent for Tim to believe him. He raises his head to look the guy in his shameless, amused eyes.

"I hate you."

"Thanks," Danny grins.

[tonycries]

A ranking of JJK men from best to worst during your period (absolutely no one asked for this):

Nanami - Are you kidding me? In what world would this perfect husband NOT be number one?? Doesn't even need that lil' app on his phone to track your periods, bro remembers. He has it mapped out in his brain AND on his calendar. You don't even have to tell him when it starts, he'll be home with chocolates, your fav movies, and enough heating pads to last a lifetime going, "Hi, my love, I hope m'not too early but I got you these." He's never too early. Never.

Geto - Bro has been through the whole process twice already with his daughters. He KNOWS exactly what's going down when you get just a lil' too sensitive, when your cravings become just a tad sweeter. Would lay you down and give you the most soothing massages whispering about how it'll "all be over soon" and "his girl can tough it out." 10/10 is so patient, even has a period tracker on his phone.

Choso - Y'know he's a lil' confused but he's got the spirit. Curses don't have periods so trust he'll be MAD confused wondering whether you've somehow developed the same jujutsu technique as him. When you teach him though, he's gonna be the sweetest babygirl. Let's you cuddle and use him all you want, throw him around to your hearts content until you have the perfect pillow!! Only minus points would be for that little intrusive thought in his brain that just wants to.....experiment......with his technique....

Gojo - Now, you'd be confused about who has the period - you or HIM? Which, honestly if distraction is your go-to then it works out pretty well. Every cramp you get, Gojo just hates to see his pretty baby in pain, so he'd be crying out. He'd be right there moaning and groaning along with you until you're crying tears of laughter because what the fuck?? Extra points because he's a sweet connoisseur and knows ALL the best places to get you everything you want. Trust, bro doesn't skimp out either he'd be diving IN to that Gojo Estate old money just to get you more than everything you need. Much more.

Toji - Now, hear me out it's not that man doesn't know what to do. It's just that he doesn't want to. Not to bully his cute girl, but does he really have to get out of bed and walk the treacherous block down to the convenience store to get you extra pads? Really? He'd much rather stay in bed cuddling you and kissing every inch of your face he could reach - seriously, his old bones are creaking at the very thought of moving. But, eventually, when you do bribe him with a dollar convince him to go, he'd be pampering you and more with your own money.

Sukuna - Bro definitely tells you to "just suck it back in wtf." -3878473 aura for him, but at least Uraume is on your side and gives him a good whack to the head. When he realizes a bit tho would be a bit softer than usual, at least he'll stop calling you his usual names after your sensitive self tears up at them. Mhm, definitely take him to try out a cramp simulator, though he deserves it.

[simp4fictionalmenandjesus]

To elaborate on my idea of Tim and Dami forming a friendship through gossiping about their respected supers. (And eventually gossiping about everyone LOL)

Kon and Jon have def noticed the shit talking as well.

Kon found out on purpose when he tuned in onto one of Tim and Dami's conversations out of curiosity when he was bored out of his mind standing next to Clark at a Wayne gala.

"The worst part is the throwing, Timothy. Though I can easily adapt to any situation... Being held by the cape and tossed isn't very dignified." Tim nods his head lightly to his brothers words, giggles falling from his lips that made Kon's stomach do flips.

"You gotta train him to throw you well. I had to force Kon to practice throwing techniques with me for weeks until we found a comfortable and dignified way for him to toss me." Kon remembers those training sessions from back in the early days of Young Justice. It's part of what drew him and Tim closer.

Damian nods his head at his brothers words. "Very well, I will take that into consideration." A more serious look dawns onto Damian's face after that.

"Do you have any methods on how to get Jon to look more presentable for galas?"

Tim pauses, sips his glass of (fake) champagne, and smirks. "Don't give him the option to pick his own outfit."

Now Kon knows why Tim insists on getting ready for galas together. Control freak. (Kon will deny the fact that he enjoys letting Tim do his hair and tie his tye.)

On the other hand, Jon found out on accident when he was playing block blast on Damian's phone. (Lois took his phone away since he snuck it into his room at night and stayed up past his bedtime. Whining that he "was a superhero!" and "superheroes don't have bedtimes!" Only earned him a ruffle of his hair from Clark as he tucked his son into bed.) A notification from an unsaved number pops up.

Jon recognised the number as Tim's since Kon had told him that: if he couldn't reach Kon, and needed help with something that he didn't want Clark and Lois to know about, he should contact Tim.

The notification read 'you're joking 💀 poisoned apple pie is crazy... go buy him the cookbooks I mentioned, trust🤞🤞’

Jon flies into the field, where Damian is chilling with the chickens and asks "Did you like the pie I made you?" Damian glances at Jon and nods his head. "It was good."

Jon didn't think much of the message until Damian came over two days later with a pile of cookbooks in his hands.

[hoshifighting]

Can you please do svt members who eat out their girls because they want to pleasure them vs those who genuinely fucking love the taste of pussy vs those who are so into eating out they might just cum totally untouched while eating you out

why svt like to eat pussy?

WARNINGS: pure putaria and smut, oral (f. receiving), pussy-drunk analogy.

eats you out bc he wants to pleasure you

seungcheol: the type to give you a speech about how he’s a man of duty and literally write essays about making sure you have toe-curling, back-arching, crying-in-pleasure levels of satisfied.

seungkwan: gold star service provider. it’s giving “nothing but the best for my baby.” he type to ask for feedback mid-session like, “is that good? or do you want me to go harder?”

wonwoo: mf reads books about anatomy to perfect his technique. he’s meticulous as hell, but he’s also so quiet and focused while doing it that you’re left wrecked because how does he even know your body better than you??

seokmin: he’s just so happy to make you happy. he’s the king of telling you how good you’re doing while he’s down there, and it’s the most wholesome yet sinful thing ever.

vernon: this man’s lowkey about it. he’s not saying much—he’s just doing it. very intuitive, very chill, but still SO effective. the kind who gives lazy and broad licks but somehow leaves you shaking. and when he’s done, he’s like, “you wan’me to order some food?” like he didn’t just wreck your entire existence. would probably frown at the sight of your legs shaking. (gives this vibe of that one meme: my boyfriend just left me trembling, and now he is playing minecraft)

2. loves the taste of pussy

jeonghan: smirks while wiping his mouth this man will straight-up tell you he loves the way you taste. and the thing is, he’s cocky but he’s earned it. you’re left wondering who’s being pleasured here because he’s moaning like he’s the one getting off.

joshua: sweet, until he’s between your legs like a man possessed, act like you’re a full-course meal, and he is starving. will kiss you after, totally unbothered that you can taste yourself on his lips.

minghao: he’s the type to tell you you’re delicious with the most deadpan sincerity while licking his lips, and it’s lowkey terrifying how good he is at it.

jun: this man is an enthusiast. he’ll legit say, “I could do this all day,” and you believe him. will pause mid-session to kiss your thighs just to prolong his enjoyment. he is is savoring you like the main course you are.

vernon (again, because he’s sneaky like that): listen, once he gets a taste, it’s game over. sure, he acts chill, but he’s obsessed. you’ll hear him humming into you, vibing just like when the waiter put your fav food on your table.

3. so into eating out they might cum untouched (y’all already know these men are problems)

mingyu: he would grind against the mattress and your leg just from how turned on he is. you’d hear him moaning WITH YOU, and suddenly it’s not just about you anymore—he’s a mess, and it’s hot.

hoshi: would put his whole chest into it like it’s a performance. he’s slurping, he’s whining, and he’s holding onto you for dear life while losing himself in the process. will look up at you with those wide, starry eyes like, “did I do good, baby?” (might need a minute after because he is too into it)

woozi: his arms are locked around your thighs so you can’t run. his tongue is completely illegal. you’re sobbing, and he’s just groaning into you like it’s his orgasm. would cum untouched 100% and then smirk about it.

chan: this man is hungry. his whole vibe is;; “you’re my first meal of the day, and I’m starving.” mf has no shame, no chill, and no limits. he’s gripping your thighs like his life depends on it, grinding into the mattress because he’s that turned on. when he cums untouched, he’s shocked AND EMBARASSED like he wasn't literally eating you out seconds ago.