#he stretchy

[starlitmeadows]

axolotl cat

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helloo I've been busy sorry but here's some Impulse and Skizz redesigns I did for class !! everyday I stray further and further from their og skins lmao

[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

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[tiredsurvivoronmain]

Noticed something random about Wesker's outfits post RE1

The outfits Wesker wears when he DOESN'T encounter Chris:

The outfits Wesker wears when he DOES encounter Chris:

[braisedhoney]

been on an utdr kick. occasionally i feel the snag of old fandoms… but tbh i blame gaster, because he never left in the first place.

also i know almost nothing about horrortale sans pls forgive me. i’m basing it off the game demo i saw like six years ago.

bro you could totally fit the whole axe in there. question is where would it go.

[lizadale]

[an-albino-pinetree]

I,,

yeah

@sm-baby

[amarriageoftrueminds]

cannot stop thinking about an AU where Bucky gets the same treatment as Steve (ie. serumed and vitarayed.)

So he shoots up to 6' 8" or something ridiculous and is built like a brick shithouse. To everyone else he's almost Too Big, but to Steve it's just like being small again while Bucky is ...Large, and Steve is permanently flustered about it. 😳🥺

[sleepy-steve]

🧠🪱 Wiggly Wednesday Thursday 🧠 🪱

thank you for tagging me @stervrucht 🖤

no pressure tags: @frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe @stevesbipanic and of course anyone else that would like to ♡

thinking about Steve and Eddie who, after going through rounds of physical therapy after everything, continue to work out together because Steve obviously loves it and loves having a friend to work out with. and Eddie notices the difference in his stamina when he gets back to performing on stage. (and if Eddie likes to watch Steve work out a little bit, and likes Steve coming over to help his form more than a little bit, well that’s his business.) but Steve takes a dance class and shakes up his usual warmup, leaving Eddie with some… thoughts.

***

“Okay, Munson,” Steve says, pulling his arm across his body for a shoulder stretch. “You ready?”

“Ready to be tortured? Always,” Eddie jokes. It was their thing. Eddie acts like he hates being there, but he still shows up every other day to their local gym in Indianapolis. And he won’t ever deny the benefits he’s noticed since starting their exercise regime. He's faster on stage, doesn't get winded near as easily, holding those screaming notes without feeling like his lungs will explode. Little did he know that today his joke would come to be true.

Steve liked most kinds of exercise. He was a sporty guy. He liked the pull and stretch of his muscles, the feeling of accomplishment after achieving a new goal, that delicious soreness the day after a really good workout. But mostly he loved trying new things. He’d give anything half a chance if he thought it might be fun. Which is how he ended up at a dance-aerobics class the week prior, finding himself having a lot of fun, blushing furiously when the women in the class complimented how quickly he picks up the steps.

He went back three more times that week. Part of his enjoyment came from the new warmup he was taught in the class. Steve’s usual warmup consisted of basic stretches and a light jog, covering all bases to ensure he didn’t get injured, but not very exciting.

This, however, was far more enjoyable. Steve found himself sinking deep into stretches he didn't know he had flexibility for, and moving his hips to a beat, ultimately just having way more fun with the warmup. And it was about to become a huge problem for Eddie.

Steve pops his headphones over his ears, the tape deck tucked securely in his shorts pocket. He bends over, inhaling deeply as the song starts, rising up with his hands overhead, exhaling as he rolls his wrists, hips moving side to side with the beat. His already short cropped t-shirt rises, showing off a good amount of his chest. He lets his arms come down, bending over again, feeling the pull in his hamstrings. Gripping his elbows, he lets the top half of his body hang, swinging from side to side, his hamstrings fully stretched out.

Eddie looks up from his own basic stretching, shocked to see Steve fully bent over, because hey, since when was he so flexible? With Metallica blaring through his own headphones, Eddie just stares, completely forgetting where he was at in his warmup.

Steve lets his hands drop, moving to one foot, back to the centre, then the other foot. Ass just up in the air, his shorts way too tight. Eddie swallows. He’d been denying his crush for months at this point, and good god this was not helping.

Rolling his shoulders as he stands up, Steve lets his hands travel down his bare thighs, sinking into a squat with his back arched and head tilted back. Eddie's eyes are wide as he watches those tight little shorts with the little cut-ins on the sides ride up, showing far more of Steve's glorious hairy thighs than Eddie can handle. Steve drops his head forward, hunching his shoulders as he moves back to standing. He repeats the motions, and Eddie wishes he had the strength to pull his stare away from Steve's ass.

Seeing Steve's head tilted back and his back arched is sending Eddie insane. Like, he geninely thinks he might evaporate on the spot if he keeps watching. But he just can't look away.

Turning himself sideways, Steve has one foot stepped out in front of the other, legs perfectly straightened into a triangle shape, bent over his front leg. Just when Eddie thinks he’s about to get up and end his suffering, Steve lowers himself down into a lunge. His little shorts definitely way too small and tight for the movement, Steve lunges back and forth, fingertips resting on the ground on either side of his front foot. Eddie watches as the t-shirt rides up with each lunge, the desire to get his lips and tongue all over Steve's chest overwhelming him.

Shaking himself, Eddie tries to remember which shoulder stretch he was up to. He attempts something close to a stretch, but he can’t be sure he's doing it right, because Steve has lowered himself to the ground, front leg bent and back leg perfectly straight, and is fucking thrusting into the ground. If he were to ask Steve, he’d find out this was a hip flexor stretch. But Eddie’s forgotten how to form words entirely, suddenly imagining nineteen different ways he wants to get dicked down by the man before him.

Eddie suffers in silence, heart racing in his chest, watching as Steve repeats the movements on his other side. He prays that the torture ends soon, that they can just get to the workout, and Eddie can go back to pretending he doesn't want to ride Steve until his thighs give out. But Eddie gets no such luck.

Steve has moved into some kind of triangle position, hands on the ground, legs straight, and of fucking course, his ass in the air. Eddie marvels at how straight the shape is, only for a moment, because then Steve is lifting his heels up and down in turn, and jesus christ those tiny little shorts are just riding up, and Eddie can see a hint of Steve's ass peeking out. His jaw drops. He may actually explode.

Just when Eddie's thinking he can't take much more of this, Steve lowers himself down, knees spread wide, arms stretched out in front of him and head tucked down. A wild and rushed series of thoughts fly across Eddie's mind, all centred around Steve kneeling down in front of him. Eddie needs to get it together quickly.

As Steve brings himself back up to the triangle position, walking his feet to meet his hands and rolling his spine up, shoulders and head rolling back last, he sees Eddie taking off for his warmup jog. Assuming that he probably just took too long with his new warmup, Steve shrugs it off and starts his jog shortly after.

Eddie hits his personal best in several weights that day, desperately trying to expend his excess energy in some way. He barely registers the wins, mind still stuck on Steve and his perfect ass in all those new positions. He almost dissolves on the spot when Steve claps him on the shoulder in congratuations.

At the end of their session, Eddie takes a freezing cold shower and prays for the sweet release of death.

[shrimpwizards]

slime time!!! + headcanons (y juevos)

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

Sonic Prime S3 ep 1 but if just random shots of Shadow and the various poses he has:

[mfdragon]

I love how you draw sentomaru, he’s so cute.

Thank you 💕

I absolutely LOVE drawing this round unit of a man!

He’s just so cuuuuuuuuuute~ ���

[marclef]

*Looks at Fake Peppino* What is he made of anyways?Pizza dough?,Slime?The slime you see on AMSAR on YouTube videos?Not to mention if he can shapeshift into Peppino being the doppelganger Fake Peppino is can't hr shapeshift into anything else?

..... okay, serious answer now though. he IS Goop, for lack of a better term. a Goop consisting of the DNA of Peppino, old pizzas, and frogs (a very specific type of frog! 😉) how does all that work together to form a working clone? i dunno, it's ✨SCIENCE!!!✨

as for how it'd feel, i do compare him to Silly Putty a lot, but more like putty that's been dampened or made squishier, though it depends: he can be tougher or squishier if need be, or depending on his surroundings; for example a colder environment will make his "skin" firmer and more snappy, harder to stretch himself.

in terms of being able to shapeshift, my Fake is an interesting case, he can't actually morph his body as much as other clones can. so if say, he tried to make himself look more like Noisette, his best efforts would be stretching his hat to be more like bunny ears, and his "hair" to be like hers, but not a true "transformation".

but, he CAN manipulate his body very well in other ways! he's extremely stretchy, like stretching his limbs and body as far as they're needed. he could potentially stretch into a matter of odd shapes and sized, but as for truly mimicking something, that's a different story.

behold, an elegant form: .... a LONG Fake Peppino!! probably one of the biggest extremes he could reach, but there's all sorts of shapes a Fake can take!

[weensysunshine]

sometimes when you’re new to having a body, you gotta see what kinda crazy stuff it can do

[hplonesomeart]

Puzzles & Leggy having a makeup party together because teehee cute bestie bonding moment or something!! Although if he tried this with Meggy I’m pretty sure she’d punch his screen or kick his shins—wouldn’t even let him in a five foot radius lol. Buuuut let’s just pretend for a moment that they are good friends who would never do each other wrong so we can have the wholesome scene <3

Not too sure how much experience Puzzles canonically has with handling makeup, but given how he’s got some kinda musical theater background it’s plausible that it’s familiar to him! Gotta look good for the shows after all. At least that’s my interpretation

[weskie]

i'm back to say that i finally got to talk to the guy at work and he is so ADORABLE?!?!!?!?!?!?! like he has the DRYEST personality and for some reason that makes my chaotic ass swoon (always has tbh) AND HE STARTED TALKING NERD SHIT `and oh my goD man oh m yogd p l e a s e i would chew my hands off for a chance with him he is literally so sweet

idk i'm bouncing off the walls for getting to talk to him and thought yall would like the update