#like $400 for intake?

[blackbackedjackal]

I hate this new wave of impossibility with shelters

When my cat cookie had her last oops litter we tried to surrender them to the local shelter cause we figured theyd find homes easier that way BUT the shelter wanted $400 per kitten plus several "interviews" with the kittens over the course of like 3 months before they would even think of taking them, and if they decided against taking the kittens you were down $400x however many kittens (in my case it would of been $1200) and the kittens would be like 6 months old and at that point you might as well just keep them all and get them all desexed instead of taking them to the pound to surrender them at all

We ended up rehoming them via facebook and two of them went to the same home a week apart

They...wanted you to pay $400 to surrender animals to them??? That alone is insane but an extended interview period with the kittens as well? Are they applying to work there like what the fuck?

[animehideout]

Hi um it’s my first time requesting something..😭so I mean it’s okay if you put your other requests before me

So I was thinking maybe ..can you make a reincarnated version of a princess reader and sukuna ? Like they were lovers in past but she died because villagers killed her and her family because her father was cruel but she was nice to everyone actually and that’s why he fell for her and after 400 years he saw her again but this time she’s one of the sorcerers

For Eternity

Ryomen Sukuna X fem! Sorcerer Reader (Reincarnated)

a/n: Hii anon, hear me out, I was so excited to write this one , you guys always come up with amazing ideas OMG!! I really hope you enjoy it tho 🥺❤️.

Words count : 2.9k (Not proofread)

Angst with happy ending <3

Halted mid-fight. Crimson eyes that were amused while fighting Megumi are now wide open, in shock. Aflamed with ancient fire. His mouth parted in disbelief, unable to form a sentence while looking at you, standing in front of him, in your full glory.

“That's impossible” he managed to say.

Too distracted by your surprise appearance, the love of his life, his princess, the woman he couldn't uproot from his mind despite being separated from her for 400 years, after some villagers murdered her along side her family.

Too engrossed in your face, the face he missed so much, he didn't notice Megumi's attack.

Ryomen Sukuna, the king of curses, that hundreds of sorcerers from different timelines tried to kill him but failed, ended up receiving a powerful punch on his face by Megumi.. because of you, because your presence made him weak and easily targeted.

That punch knocked some sense in him, waking him up from his trance. Now easily dodging Megumi's hits, shoving him aside, no longer interested in fighting some jujutsu sorcerer.

“Y/n” he said as he took a closer step to you, his voice was so soft and sweet, making Megumi look in confusion. “My princess” he added, gently extending his hand to you,

but was met with your cold eyes, clenching your fists into a fighting position, ready to use your jujutsu technique and kill him. Sukuna chuckled in confusion, why on earth would you fight the man you loved against your family and people's will?

“What are you doing? Y/n?” he asked not realizing that being reincarnated means forgetting your past life.

“What am I doing? I'm going to exorcise you Ryomen Sukuna and free the world from your evil” you exclaimed in a challenging voice, yet perplexed by his question and how he knew your name even though it was your first time meeting.

“Y/N RUN” yelled Megumi from the other side as Sukuna got way too close to you, but you stood your ground.

“No you won't kill me! it's me!! the man you swore to love forever–” he explained.

“HUH?!” you and Megumi said in union.

“Are you insane? clearly living for 1000 years damaged your brain” you said in a harsh tone,

furious that Sukuna was toying with you, even though he was telling the truth. Without hesitation, you started attacking him. To your and Megumi's surprise, he didn't fight you back, or even bother to block your hits, you found it as an opportunity to harm him and maybe success in exorcising him.

His soul ached with each blow you landed on him, with the words you said to him.

“Y/n stop” he said,

but you're a jujutsu sorcerer, you can't stop, you fight to protect the weak you fight to kill curses, that's what you do. He suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you to his chest,

“Fucking stop it Y/n and fucking remember who you truly are” he yelled.

You fought against his tight grasp even though he was holding you so delicately, yet so securely afraid to let go, afraid he might loose you again.

“I'm a jujutsu sorcerer, that's what I truly am–”

“NO YOU'RE NO SORCERER, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO I REMAINED LOYAL TO EVEN AFTER YOUR DEATH, FOR LONG 400 YEARS, YOU CAN'T BE A SORCERER WHEN YOU'RE ALREADY MINE”

You couldn't say anything but stare, eyebrows frowned with the intake of words that Sukuna said to you. When he first approached you, you thought he'd easily snap you in half, or torture you to death. But he did the unexpected, the thing that nor you or Megumi anticipated. He just held you close, and started babbling nonesense.

As long as you were safe, Megumi didn't do anything, he stood there and watched things unfold, too surprised to even react.

“I.AM.NOT.YOURS” you said through gritted teeth, freeing yourself from his embrace, eyes narrowing

“Then who the hell are you?” he asked in disappointment, his eyes fixated on your figure, trying to take into every detail of yours.

Even after years, your face and body that he worshipped and still do, is still engraved im his mind to this day.

“I already said it, I'm a jujutsu sorcerer, and I exorcise things like you” you spitted angrily.

“Things?” he repeated,

his soul shattering with the eco of your voice that rang in his ears. You weren't the princess whose kindness and gentleness captivated his cold heart and ascended on the throne of his ego. Sukuna never believed in love, just power and total vigor. But a princess, with a modest heart and a pure soul swept him off his feet, 400 years ago, making him weak and needy for love, something he never experienced, something he never dreamt of untill he met you. But now, you stood in front of him, cold and distant, full of hatred and enmity towards him. Maybe..maybe if your father wasn't cruel, maybe if those fool villagers didn't kill you, maybe if Sukuna knew beforehand and manged to save you and keep you alive, you'd still be his princess, by his side and not the jujutsu sorcerer you are.

“Then you leave me with no choice Y/n” he muttered,

the idea of killing you, killed him more.

“Y/N” yelled Megumi panicking.

You wanted to run away for your life, but you couldn't. Too scared to even move? Too attached to the idea that jujutsu sorcerers never run away? Or an invisible power held you in place?

Sukuna's red eyes started glowing, evil and scary expression drawn on his face once again, making him the ruthless king of curses that he is. His eyes couldn't leave yours, taking into your sight, one last time before be kills you.

Air hitched in your lungs from fear, you knew there's no point in fighting him back now, as your jujutsu that you've spent your whole life mastering is now useless. You closed your eyes, waiting for him to just do it and end it all, your life wasn't special....but your past life was..Oh if you knew that, you wouldn't give in to death so easily.

You waited and waited but nothing happened....

Jolting, a startled gasp left your mouth when Megumi shook you awake.

“M-megumi?...Am I dead?”

“What? No!”

“D-did you kill Sukuna?”

“No”

“Then we're both dead?”

“NO, he left”

“left?”

Is it a miracle? Did Sukuna pity you and spared your life? All these questions burned in your throat, craving answers.

“Let's go” said Megumi dragging you back to Jujutsu High.

A long sleepless night, how could you sleep after the king of curses confessed his undying love to you? What is so special about you that stopped him from splitting you in half? Looking at the dark ceiling, mind wide awake for hours now.

“What game was Sukuna playing?” you said to yourself.

You refused to believe his words, but you couldn't brush the curiosity that stirred inside you. Putting your jacket on, you headed outside for some fresh air, the room was too suffocating for you. You stood outside looking at the starry night above you, eyes fixated on one particular star, your favorite that you used to watch.

“I have to meet him again” you muttered to yourself.

You knew he could easily kill you, were you dumb or brave to chase the truth from Sukuna? You needed to know, even though you put the possibility of him making all of this up to get to Gojo Satoru and the other strong sorcerers.

Busy in your thoughts, a hand covered your mouth, making you freeze in place. You could feel his strong presence, no one other than him Sukuna Ryomen. Heart hammering against your ribcage, as if he was reading your mind, you wanted to meet him again and he showed up in the middle of the night, emerging from darkness...just for you.

“Come with me”

And who were you to fight against his will, so you followed along, his hand still on your mouth and his other arm wrapped protectively around you..he was trying to protect you while you thought he's the danger. He was loving you while you thought he's the enemy. Taking you to an abandoned place, up on a hill– Everything looked so small from up there, the city lights glistening.

“You always liked to go up on a hill and watch the sunrise with me, you said they are a proof that everyday is a new beginning and a new chance” he started, peacefully looking down at the lights.

Your eyes widened, how did he know you enjoyed watching the sunrise? was he stalking you?

“If you kidnapped me to kill me then do it already!” you said coldly but deep inside shivering form his presence.

“Kill you? 400 years mourning your death and you expect me to kill you?” he said in a sad tone, his palm cupping your cheek, as his thumb caressed the smooth skin. He closed his eyes enjoying the sensation, “I love you Y/n” he added.

You could have stepped back, but something was holding you still, an unexplained force

“But I'm alive, what death are you talking about? Are you trying to drive me insane? What game are you playing Sukuna?” you drowned him in questions, that only him hold the answers for.

You almost broke down, tears threatening to fall. He helped you sit down and took a seat next to you

“I know you're confused, I can't balme you, I'm confused too, but let me explain to you..”

you nodded weakly, all what you wanted in the first place was an explanation.

“We were lovers, many years ago, you were mine... A gentle princess that I couldn't help but fall for..you, you were a princess Y/n– your family ruled back then, your father, a cruel man, an abuser who made your life a living hell, you used to escape from him and come to me, you found safety and warmth in my arms. Despite my sins, despite my cruelty, I was always gentle with you, I've never hurt you and never will, I've lived to protect you...but I failed..” he paused clenching his jaw and tightening his fists, “They took you away from me, you were a victim of their revenge, they wanted your father to suffer by taking what he had, thinking that Killing his family would make him pay for his wrong deeds towards the villagers he oppressed.....you were the price Y/n..I couldn't get a chance to revive you, they burned you alive, leaving me with nothing but emptiness..I killed them all even your father..”

You gulped, how could you believe this when you clearly have a complete different life now. It was hard to swallow his words.

“Maybe I just look like her?..I mean your past lover, maybe it's just a coincidence we have the same name and face, may–”

“NO, it's not just your face, it's your soul, I can feel it”

“So you're saying I'm a reincarnation?” you questioned and he nodded. You stood up quickly, leaving him,

“NO Y/N WAIT.. your favorite flower is Ajisai, you enjoy looking at them” he spoke trying to prove to you that he knows more about you

“Its just a guess Sukuna, anyone can like Ajisai, not only me” you fought the urge to believe him and started walking away,

“You have a crystal necklace, I gave it to you when we first met” he said again,

and you stopped in your track, no one ever saw your necklace it was always hidden beneath your clothes..

“A star, appears in the west, you've named it Heiwa (japanese word for Peace), your favorite star, manifesting peace whenever you looked at it. Collecting leaves in Autumn, you liked the degradation of the colors. Watching the rain pour for hours, dancing while getting soaked with it, saying it purifies us, Admiring the butterflies during spring, wishing that one day you become free like them...” he added.

Electricity ran through you, hands shaking, breathing heavily as your heart raced inside. How could he know every detail about you? your habits? how could he be so accurate? It's not just a coincidence so how? You turned slowly, facing him again,

“W-who are you?”

“Ryomen Sukuna, your lover”

“I can't remember anything..” you choked on tears.

“You will, if you don't fight it back, embrace it and memories will flow back” he reassured..

The first light of dawn appeared on the horizon, a gentle gradation of purples and pinks painted the sky, gradually giving way to warm oranges and yellow. You and Sukuna watched, eyes glued ti the sky, putting you at ease, as the sun rays pierced through the darkness, casting a golden glow..maybe this sunrise is a new beginning for both of you.

“I- I have to go..”

“Wait Y/n.. promise me that you'll try to remember ” he pleaded,

you nodded, sadness taking over you, you left to Jujutsu High with a heavy heart. Was your whole life a lie?

“Where have you been?” asked Gojo, catching you as you snuck into the school.

“I- Um, I” you stuttered.

“Megumi told me about your encounter with Sukuna..hm so curious, how the king of curses withdraws from a battle field?”

you remained silent as you teacher Gojo tried to read your face,

“I don't know” you said.

“I think he's got something for you Y/n”

“It doesn't matter, right?”

“Nah it does, we can use it against him maybe..”

“How?”

“It seems like Sukuna has a weakness..you!”

“And?”

“We grasp the opportunity, you trick him and lead him to our trap, if you're in of course!” he suggested.

Will you betray him and forget about the promise you just made, to try and remember.

“I don't know Sensei, I'll think about it” you answered, you weren't in a stable state of mind of take such decision.

“Take all the time you need y/n-chan” he said with a wide smile.

Straight to your room, no missions for today, you needed solitude, you needed to know who you truly were. Locked inside no matter how much your friends tried to drag you out. Thinking and thinking.. holding the necklace that Sukuna assumed he's the one who gifted it to you. You've never remember how you got in the first place, you've been wearing it for your whole life now, its just an accessory.

Day after day, growing impatient and anxious, you thought you were going crazy, unable to focus on your present while trying to remember your past. Sleepless nights, exhaustion and living nightmares.

Enough is a enough. Sneaking out of Jujutsu High, going up that hill again. You were hoping to find Sukuna there, you wanted to tell him him to just forget about you and to kill you next time in battle. You couldn't remember, but you knew there was something hidden, far away from your reach and it tortured you. With heavy steps you hiked up...but he wasn't there...Sighing, maybe it was all a lie. Your eyes looked up, there was Heiwa, the star you named.

“please show me the truth...please I need to remember ” you pleaded to the universe, desperately whispering.

You brought you necklace that was hidden under your sweater, kissing it. The soft morning lights started crawling, your favorite star's glow slowly fading..

“Who am Im?” you asked again.

Suddenly the crystal on your necklace started ti glow once it was touched by the sun's rays. Your eyes widened, the necklace was always tucked under your clothes, never seen the day light. Each luminous pulse from the crystal seemed to sync with your heartbeat. Eyes fixated on it, you held it up, exactly in the middle aligned with the sun that rose from the east and the star thay faded in the west. The crystal radiated with memories from your past life

“I accept it, I accept my truth” you whispered.

Images, voices, scents, faces and emotions started to flow into your mind like a running river. Overwhelmed by the sudden remembrance you started crying

“I-its real” you cried out.

The crystal that once was worn as a simple accessory, transformed into a vessel of remembrance, channeling gour past life into your present, it channelled your love for Sukuna as well. Your heart suddenly full of him, as if you loved him for years, as if you've never been apart.

“Sukuna– I have to find him” you said to yourself,

ready to run as fast as you could to reach your lover and hug him again, to feel his warmth. As you turned at a random speed, you bumped into his chest, he was there, for you. His arms circled around your body, stopping you form stumbling backwards.

“S-sukuna?” you said softly,

throwing yourself into his embrace, burying your head in the crook of his neck, while sobbing uncontrollably. His strong arms pulled you close, leaving no space between your bodies.

“I knew you'd remember” he said smiling nuzzling into your hair.

You pulled away a little to look at his face, his thumb wiped your tears, his touch making your heart pound fast.

“I love you” you confessed.

“I love you too, I swear I'll protect you , I won't let anyone take you away from me this time”.

He pressed his lips against yours, pouring all of his love that was kept unspoken of after your death for 400 years into the kiss. You kissed him back, passionately. He pushed your head from the back further to his face, deepening the kiss. Oh how much he missed your taste, how much he missed your soft lips and how perfectly they fit with his. Leaving you completely breathless, hungry for more– His lips danced in sync with yours, completely devouring each other. He finally rested his forehead on yours and said,

“It doesn't matter, past or present, because in each life, you'll be only mine”.

[wheelsgoroundincircles]

1973 to 1974 Pontiac Trans Am SD-455

1973 to 1974 Pontiac Trans Am SD-455

1973 to 1974 Pontiac Trans Am SD-455

1973 to 1974 Pontiac Trans Am SD-455

End of an Era: The Trans Am SD-455 emerged during the twilight of the muscle car era, as rising insurance rates and federal regulations stifled high-performance vehicles in the early 1970s.

Miraculous Production: Producing the SD-455 was a feat, given the political climate against high-performance cars. It almost didn't happen.

Firebird's Near Extinction: The Firebird line, including the Trans Am, was nearly canceled after 1972 due to plummeting sales, with a drop of more than 56% from the previous year.

Unique Engine Components: The SD-455 engine featured almost entirely unique parts, from the block and heads to the intake manifold and carburetor.

Initial Power Rating: Initially, the SD-455 was rated at 310 horsepower. However, emissions regulations required a revised camshaft, dropping the rating to 290 horsepower.

Delayed Production: Production delays meant that by the end of 1973, only 295 SD-455 Firebirds had been built, leading to significant customer dissatisfaction.

Costly Upgrade: The SD-455 engine added $521 to the Trans Am’s price and $675 to the Formula, equivalent to over $3,700 in today's money.

Transmission Options: The Trans Am SD-455 came with a four-speed manual transmission standard, while the Turbo 400 three-speed automatic was optional.

Performance Metrics: Despite a compression ratio of only 8.4:1, the SD-455's 395 lb-ft of torque and exceptional airflow made it the quickest car out of Detroit at the time, achieving quarter-mile times in the mid-to-high 13-second range.

Short Production Run: The SD-455's production ended in 1974, with a total of only 1,286 units produced over two years.

Enthusiast Admiration: Despite its short production run, the SD-455 received universal praise for its performance, even as other high-performance cars of the era lagged behind.

Collector’s Dream: John Nikolas, an avid collector, owns four SD-455 Trans Ams, highlighting the car’s enduring appeal among enthusiasts.

Well-Preserved Models: Many SD-455 Trans Ams, like Nikolas's 1974 Cameo White model, have been well-preserved, maintaining their original components and features.

Luxury Options: The Trans Am SD-455 could be equipped with various luxury options, including power windows, power locks, and air conditioning, pushing the sticker price to nearly $6,300.

Functional Shaker Scoop: The iconic shaker scoop, initially functional, was capped in 1973 for noise reduction.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

About the time cap for the dreams, didn’t Ortho or one of the Shroud parents say something about how their bodies would waste away from lack of food and water? 😨 which would make the lack of urgency even stupider than it already is.

[Referencing this post!]

Ortho states in 7-46 that ��[…] everyone’s bodies could atrophy if they go too long without nutritional intake.” This is reiterated recently in a JP update to the main story but I’m too lazy to dig through Ortho’s dialogue and 30+ parts to find that 💀.

However, none of this is hard confirmed. This is just Ortho speculating and talking off the cuff.

Malleus’s magic is described several times as allowing him complete control over everything within its area of effect. It’s possible that this magic also extends to suspending his victims in a form of stasis in order to keep them alive while dreaming for extensive periods of time. After all, wouldn’t the thought of “not having food or water -> thousands of deaths on his hands” occur to Malleus…? It’s not like fae can go forever without sustenance either, so surely is something he considered?

We also know that it is possible for magic to suspend a living being’s need for food and water. The Dawn Knight’s three guardian fairies cast a sleep blessing on Silver, which kept him safe and unable to even age for 400 years.

If three separate fairies (that are surely less powerful than an OB Malleus; they need their power enhanced by Silver’s ring to even perform the spell) can pull this off, then surely an OB Malleus can do the same on a basically endless energy supply + his berserk state. His grandmother Maleficia is described to be more powerful than Malleus regularly, but she is not able to break through his OB’s domain of control. This implies Malleus is currently more powerful than his grandma, so I think he’d be capable of keeping his victims in stasis.

So while I do think the lack of urgency is an issue with book 7’s writing, I’m not sure if the need for food and water is a genuine concern!

[slytherinshua]

ALSO THIS PIC GOT ME THINKING….

he’s so hot.

but like braiding his hair or putting little clips n them n he’s just letting you do your thing…. but deep down he’s just melting yknow <\\3 n imagine the boys walking in n i feel like they’d either die from laughter or cuteness how adorable u two are:(

also this is so mean but imagine he’s sitting between your legs on the floor n you’re on the sofa n he won’t stop squirming bc he can’t focus n u tug his hair LMAO

IM BARKING CRYING SCREAMING GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET AND JUMPING OFF A CLIFF UR SO INSANE FOR THIS AXE SKDJSKDKSDS warnings: none?? wc: ~400.

usually theo would say no to anyone touching his hair (trust cause the boys have tried before), but you are the exception to every rule. he doesn't mind when your cuddle session turns to you starting to massage his head and play with his hair. it's actually very relaxing and his eyes are fluttering shut from the sensation. but then he feels a slight tug and winces ever so slightly because he's not used to it. he realizes what you're doing pretty quickly and his heart melts inside. you tell him to sit on the floor, and he's quick to do it because whatever his princess wants.

he can't see it, but he can feel your fingers working to put small braids in his hair, and tying them with the colorful elastics you have on hand. you have bow and butterfly clips as well (he has no idea why you have so many hair things on hand? you didn't even have to get up to get them???) but he lets you have your fun. on the outside he looks annoyed. his eyes are closed and a small pout is on his face. but on the inside he's really enjoying it. he doesn't even mind the slight pull and tug from you securing his hair. you could never really hurt him </3

what he doesn't expect is that the boys would burst through the door a second later and immediately start cackling. intak and keeho are practically falling over each other with giggles and jiung is already snapping pics for blackmailing purposes later. of course theo's eyes flew open the second he heard the door open-- he can't look like he was enjoying it, definitely not-- that would make him look whipped for you or something.

he tries to argue with the boys saying that you forced him into it, but jongseob is having none of fit and constantly teasing him, calling him whipped and a simp. he admits defeat eventually because the last thing he will ever do is deny that he loves you in front of you. maybe he is a simp, because the second he looks in the mirror he realizes how ridiculous he looks. pink bows littered all over his silky black hair, braids sticking out in every direction. but he's so soft on the inside because you decorated his head with love. so he keeps it in for the rest of the day, even if keeho starts laughing at him every time he sees him sjdksd.

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[soft4changbin]

Things he doesn’t remember

Intak x reader

100 follower celebration prompt: drunk confessions he pretends not to remember with a warm and healing vibe.

Word count: 400

The apartment was quiet, lit only by the soft glow of a salt lamp and the low hum of a playlist you’d made for nights like this — calm, sleepy, safe.

Intak lay half-sprawled on your couch, cheeks flushed pink from the soju, eyes glassy but still warm. He giggled when you handed him water. “You’re like… a walking comfort playlist,” he slurred.

You laughed gently. “And you’re drunk.”

“I like drunk me,” he said, squinting at the glass like it had betrayed him. “He’s brave.”

You curled up on the edge of the couch, watching him settle deeper into the cushions like he belonged there — like he always had.

“Do you know,” he said suddenly, “how annoying it is to like someone who doesn’t even see it?”

You blinked. “What?”

He turned his head toward you slowly, grinning lazily. “You. I like you. Always have. Since the day you made me ramen and called me a chaos gremlin.”

Your heart stopped. “Intak…”

“I like the way you laugh when you’re tired,” he murmured. “And the way you always carry extra snacks in your bag. And the way your voice softens when you talk to me like I matter.”

You stared at him, words caught somewhere between your heart and throat.

He yawned then, curling into a ball like a content cat. “You’re my safe place,” he mumbled. “Don’t tell me I said all that tomorrow, okay?”

And just like that, he was out cold.

The next morning, he blinked awake to the smell of eggs and something soft playing on the TV.

“Headache?” you asked without turning.

“Massive,” he groaned.

You placed a water bottle on the table and offered him a knowing smile. “You were… chatty last night.”

He scratched his neck. “Was I?”

You didn’t push it. Just handed him a plate and sat beside him on the couch, close enough that your knee brushed his.

He didn’t say anything for a while. Then, just before taking a bite, he said quietly, “I meant it.”

You looked over, surprised.

“I remember everything,” he said with a smile. “I just wasn’t ready for the answer yet.”

You reached for his hand, fingers threading through his with ease.

“I like you too.”

[transport-methodology-101]

From top:-

1966 Ford Fairlane 427 R-Code, a rare and powerful muscle car. Unique Features: Solid lifter camshafts, forged crankshaft, medium-riser aluminum intake manifold. Designed for drag racing and was known for its speed and performance. Only 57 (fifty seven) were made and all were originally Wimbledon White with a black interior. These spectral anomalies were built with minimal frills to maximize power. The R-code Fairlane was a street-legal drag racer. Mechanical details ⬇️

2nd from top:-

1967 Shelby GT500 Super Snake. It was originally a Shelby GT500 Mustang modified with a 427 cubic inch racing engine, and was intended to test Goodyear's Thunderbolt tires. It was capable of reaching speeds of around 170 mph.

427 cubic inch (7.0-liter) V8 engine derived from the Ford GT40 racing program. 550 hp (though some sources suggest over 600 hp) with 550 lb-ft. 0-60 mph: Approximately 4.1 seconds and top speed of 170 mph (274 kph). Kelsey-Hayes front disc brakes. Goodyear Thunderbolt tires.

3rd from top:- 1969 Ford Torino 428 Cobra Jet featuring a powerful 428 cu in (7.0 L) V8 engine rated at 370 hp, but some sources suggest it was also closer to 400 hp with optional Ram Air induction. Complete with competition suspension, oil cooler, staggered rear shocks, power front disc brakes, and heavy-duty springs. 0 - 60 mph in 7.7 seconds and quarter-mile in 15.8 seconds at 90 mph.

1968 Ford Torino GT 428 FE V8 Specs :- https://www.hotcars.com/highest-power-ford-torin-engine/#:~:text=Instead%2C%20Ford%20added%20a%20less,GT%20428%20FE%20V8%20Specs

4th from top:- 1969 Ford Mustang Boss 429. Officially rated at 375 hp, but likely closer to 475 hp or more and 450 lb-ft. of torque out of the 429 cu in (7.0 L) V8 with semi-hemispherical heads which Ford called "crescent". The Boss 429 was designed for NASCAR homologation and engine designed with Nascar Heavier Crank Shaft & Connecting Rods. The Mustang's body however was not wide enough to encompass the massive Boss 429 engine and as a result, Ford hired Kar Kraft out of Brighton, MI to modify existing 428 Cobra Jet and Super Cobra Jet Mach 1 Mustangs to properly fit the new Boss 429 engine.

It features a unique hood scoop, a chin spoiler, and optional rear spoiler and louvers. The interior included a top loader Hurst T-handle shifter. Only 859 units made in 1969 and auction prices have reached $1/2 a mil.

https://www.rmw.lv/car/en/mustang-boss-429-s-code-1969#:~:text=The%20cars%20were%20rated%20very,nothing%20has%20been%20actually%20proven.

5th and last:- 1970 Ford Torino Super Cobra with a 429 Super Cobra Jet engine. Difference from 1969 Ford Torino 428 Cobra Jet (3rd from top) engine lies in the engine itself and included features; 4-bolt main block & stronger block for better durability, forged pistons & stronger rods for enhanced performance & longevity, a larger, more aggressive mechanical camshaft for improved breathing & power, 780 CFM Carb: A larger 780 cfm Holley carburetor, header-style exhaust manifolds, an external oil cooler for better cooling & reliability & a Ram Air system for increased airflow and power & all these aided output in excess horsepower 425 (unofficially). To improve oomph, Super Cobra Jet often came with the optional Drag Pack, which included a stronger rear axle with higher gear ratios (like 3.91 or 4.30) and only 241 built with these specs.

[offender42085]

Post 1248

“two males stripped me of my clothes and threw me onto the field,” --Inmate

Brandon Shane Carserino, South Carolina inmate 389727, born 1999, incarceration intake December 2022 at age 23, scheduled for release June 2027

Breaking into Motor Vehicle, Cruelty to Animals, Burglary

In September 2017, as a half-naked man was being escorted off the playing field during the last Coastal Carolina football game, he allegedly told an officer “two males stripped his clothes and threw him on the field,” according to the Sheriff’s Office.

At the time, Police arrested Brandon Carserino, 18, and charged him with breach of peace. A video shared on Twitter shows the officer apprehending Carserino at the football game after he allegedly attempted to go streaking on the field.

At the start of halftime, the officer noticed two CCU officials tackle Carserino who was “wearing nothing but a pair of red boxers and white shoes,” as he noted in his report.

The officer then went up to Carserino, and "rather casually" placed handcuffs on him and then escorted him off the playing field. “While escorting him, the suspect advised me that two black males stripped his clothes and threw him on the field,” the officer said. Carserino did not resist arrest.

But the Dean of Students said that’s not what happened. According to the officer, the Dean told him “he witnessed the suspect take his clothes off and jump on the playing field.”

Since Carserino was not a CCU student, the Dean told the officer he would like him placed on a trespassing notice., the report states.

In July 2020, the Dorchester County Sheriff’s Office says the now 21-year-old Carserino was arrested in connection with an early-morning home invasion in Ladson. The incident was reported in the 400 block of Edward Drive at approximately 4:20 a.m.

Deputies say the suspect entered the home armed with a handgun and shot and killed a dog during the incident.

In 2022 Carserino was sentenced to 13 years with 8 years suspended.

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[lexithevalkyrie]

Wieght gain tip number 2: what should i eat 🤷‍♀️

Now that we talked about the best nutritional intakes to gain weight, both healthy and unhealthy, next next question to ask yourself is: what do I eat?

Now, let's start with you unhealthy piggies first. Good news for yall! You get to have all the fatty and delicious food you want 😋. Now, what is a good meal plan that will last you a week and won't hurt your wallet 🤔

Well any American knows the magnificent super store called Walmart 😌. Now what if I told you this bad boy can get you so fucking fat with only 40-50$ a week?

At 35-50$ a week: you can get around 3k calories per day for 1 whole week

Let's get the fun stuff out of the way. For your morning snack should be light compared to your afternoon snack, I recommend getting fritters. You can scarf down 720 calories with 2 fritters. A whole box of 6 fritters is merely 4 dollars, sooooo you should pick up 1-2 boxes. Your breakfast should be your lightest of your meals. If you want to go the extra mile and be lazy, I highly recommend Jimmy Dean Sausage, Egg & Cheese Croissant Sandwiches, each sandwich is 400 calories and one box has 4 sandwiches in it, so once more get 1-2 boxes for the week at this point you've spent between $10-$20 and eaten around 700-1.2k calories so far. It's not bad for a start, but im sure that tummy is still very hungry 😋. So let's move on to some lunch, and I know just the meal that will fill that gut! Starting off with your sides, you should pick up some Great Value Seasoned French Fries. 11 servings per bag with 140 calories per serving and only $3.75. As always, I recommend getting 1-2 bags like usual, of course, the more the merrier 😁. For your main meal, I recommend eating some nice and healthy American made burgers 😋, so grab some patties (recommend 20% fat 80% lean). The All Natural brand sells 12 patties per pack at $10! And if course you can eat a burger without buns, sooooo let's grab some big carb filled buns 😌. Great Value Jumbo Hamburger Buns should be the cheapest and most carb heavy buns you can get at only $2 (although you have to pick up 2 for all 12 patties). So let's have the final snack before bedtime, I think something light like walmart's famous Freshness Guaranteed Frosted Sugar Cookies should do, hehe 😉

In total, this should set you around 2.7-3k calories worth of food, which is more than enough to fatten up anyone under 200lbs

(The second part of this post will be about healthy gain, which I will post later today)

[sterekchub]

Theo probably doesn't even need to fill Stiles with his concoction of different additives, but now that Stiles is utterly at his mercy and immobilized by everything that has happened to him, why *shouldn't* Theo continue with the boosters and enhancers and everything else? If anything, he might up them instead as Stiles is begging so prettily in the moments when he isn't either braindead from fullness or asleep, truly turning him into nothing more than a balloon to do nothing but eat and expand~

Really, once Stiles pass 400 pounds, or gets to the weight and general laziness he starts looking at mobility scooters with jealousy, starts dreading anytime he has to get up and waddle to class, because it means a break in eating, a break in jerking off, and a dreaded 5 minute walk across campus (that takes him about 15)- he doesn't need them. So Stiles essentially immobile and constantly fed absolutely doesn't need them... But Theo gives them anyway. Loves hearing Stiles moaning and begging Theo to get him off. He's horny and needs to come and can't reach his dick, and the effort of rutting against his fatpad and belly makes him sweat and wheeze and tire himself out. Or the appetite stimulants that have Stiles constantly demanding more food. His gut is stretched and bloated and he's so damn full, but he needs to eat more. Just a few more bites. One more burger. Another shake. He swears he's still hungry. Theo can't get enough, of Stiles with a thick double-chin, everything about him from his moobs to his belly, the side rolls, the back fat, the thighs and love handles and hell, even hands and ankles getting wider with fat - and yet he's clutching his belly like he's starving. Never tires of hearing Stiles' muffed cries around the funnel in his mouth of "more" and "faster" like he isn't already greedily sucking down a shocking amount of fattening slop. And the calorie boosters are Theo's favorite. Keeps a meticulous board in the room of Stiles' calorie intake (that creeps up higher and higher each month) and ever expanding weight. Stiles would appreciate the organization and dedication...if he could focus on anything but food long enough to recognize those numbers are tied to his ever increasing waistline and the blubber weighing him down more and more.

[carlos-the-ai]

Hypothetically. How many cups of coffee can One drink consecutively before it becomes a problem?

Asking for a friend

Hypothetically, Mr. Parker, the general recommendation is to limit caffeine intake to about 400 milligrams per day, which translates to roughly four cups of brewed coffee. However, individuals can have varying tolerances. Drinking significantly more than that could lead to side effects such as restlessness, insomnia, or even increased heart rate. But if your 'friend' is trying to drink more than that consecutively, it might be time for a coffee intervention. Would you like me to draft a plan for caffeine moderation?

[featherirhi]

Tw/cw depressing ed vent

I'm noticing a culture here that is very.. um.. pr0 4... but even more so than twt which is crazy. It's usually minors, but there's even some adults :/

I get we all have our own issues. I just miss my old twt mooties. It was easy to find other science and medical students on there who were all for harm reduction... even when I was harm reducing, I still ended up really sick both physically and mentally, not once but twice.

So to see ppl on here encouraging and normalizing people to eat less than 500 cals every day is really sad... I get fasting regularly, I get having a regular days where you wanna eat really low bc you feel bad if you don't, but I swear the amount of "I ate 400 calories today I'm so fat omg tell me I'm not gonna gain" posts I see is disturbing. You can be pretty undw8 and still lose on like, 1000 a day if you don't start right off the bat with an extremely low intake.

I'm just too old for this shit tbh. But it doesn't even matter bc I'm stuck in it and can't get out. I don't have insurance at the moment, and even if I did, where I live, I'm better off dy1ng than getting treated for any mental disorders :/ at least that's how I feel now bc of the last hospital experience I had.

I hope I just stop losing when I get to around bmi 17 or 16. I'm in a weird boat bc I've already been so fucking s1ck from this shit. I don't ever want to experience those times again. Not only for my sake but for my family's sake. I already feel so guilty r3lapsing, the last thing I need is to do this in a way that I know is going to f me up physically & mentally. I just need to be careful. I didn't realize tumblr was quite so... xtreme. In some areas.

[amelee23]

Color of romance | Lee Minho

Info: Lee know x reader, fluff, suggestive, heavy use of kissing (making out?), hopeless romantic and dramatic stuff, reader is referred to as they/them, reader discretion advised, 400 words

In which lino rents a clear tent because his baby wants to star gaze. His baby, his lover, the pulse above the bones of his wrist - they want to look at the stars while he holds them safe to his chest. And he was made, constructed by the heavens to fulfil the wishes of those he loves. So he makes it happen; he strings fairy lights, he lays down to serve as a mere pillow, and enjoys the silence as they stare at the sky - but then he laughs. God, the laugh that escapes his chest and shakes the being of his lover. They've forgotten about the stars quite easily, and instead, they've attached to his lips, to his forehead, to the apples of his cheek, to his goddamn cardiac rhythm. He feels so high thinking of the power that he holds - that suddenly he was more interesting than something that they've had on their bucket list for years. But he doesn't complain – he never fights it - he kisses, and he kisses, and he lets himself be kissed. He circles their waist, grabs their clothes with the gentlest touch, pats their hair and combs it under the moon. Once in a while, they look like they want to say something, but they say nothing. They look into his eyes and dive back into his skin, and he knows without any words he is loved. He can tell it, from a gentle kiss to his nose, from a mess of mingled breaths, from a sigh so deep and so filled with content, from a nuzzle and a long intake of his scent adorning his neck. He never thought he'd fall in love with a romantic, but now he's addicted - he's addicted to their addiction to him, he's so deeply lost into the depth of their love. He'll never be able to go back to being loved normally; no, this daydream must remain eternal, and the stars must continue to shine to paint everything in the color of romance.

The stars reflect into his eyes, and his lover doesn't need to even glance at the sky to see the sparkles; he's only half alive, half his soul sold to love, and the other waiting to be sold once the love becomes eternal. And yet, he's never felt more lively.

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