#make better choices challenge

[darlincollins]

thinking about how blake just has a whole ass shade in a secret basement room... like for what sir! this is not star wars you cannot be dropping people into subterranean monster dungeons for a little teehee haha power moment

[the-pea-and-the-sun]

MAKING DEWEY A TRANS GIRL WOULD FIX THIS SHOWWW IM SO SERIOUS

[mars-ipan]

i do love my family very dearly but the internalized ableism the men in here struggle with is. so much

[inverse-problem]

once october is over I'll put more than [checks time between posts] 7 minutes of effort into art I post here, I swear

[yatiso]

practiced guitar until my fingies ached... which didnt take long bc i havent practiced guitar in weeks bc the move...

[orcelito]

ah ,, ,

fuck

FUCK

[atomic-waste-of-time]

now imagining if they were forced into a single battle by being separated or something, they would have a pokemon that reminds them of each other that's just STUPIDLY strong because they're either their partner pokemon, or they just really liked them, and trained harder with them than with the others, your choice, just a silly idea in my head

Fantasy elf gets an abomasnow maybe because Christmas elf has a big heart, despite how they may project themselves (Abomasnow is big and acts rowdy, but can be quite a softie), also, christmas tree.

Christmas elf could maybe have an elegant and powerful pokemon, and while Gardevoir is an obvious pick for this (graceful, protective, and magical), I can also imagine a Gothitelle fitting here?

tbh, choosing tall girl in dress for fantasy elf seems kinda on the nose, so maybe a different pokemon, like a Flareon? Very powerful and Brave, Loyal as well, plus would keep Christmas elf warm on colder nights. up to you!!

elf yuri except one of them is high fantasy and the other is one of santa's

[abuyasin156]

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[light-wrath-paradise]

I feel like DA fans ultimately have a very different relationship with their franchise than BG fans, because when BG3 put some old characters in, everyone grabbed pitchforks and was preparing to defenestrate all of Larian Studios. Meanwhile DA fans seem to be quite angry that their favs won't be mentioned in the new game.

[enrapture]

You attract what you attract for a reason.

[jugumpuppet]

Act 1: The Heart Never Lies Prev. < Page 19 ||

// This comic was a challenge I took on to test if I could keep with a very strenuous deadline. 20 pages in one week. It was both difficult and rewarding learning what I could and could not do. Learning to sacrifice quality for quantity in order to meet the ridiculous deadline that eventually took a toll on me physically. I also learned what was the most important aspects for me in comic making and learning to either lean into it or omit it all together. Such a fascinating and physically demanding challenge that while gave me so much self doubt during the process, has taught me to be a better story teller. What I can get done in just a little over two weeks has been a self-justifying journey. The total time period of scripting, thumbnailing, linearting, coloring, and lettering was 2 and a half weeks. I got all the line work done in 6 days and it’s what explains the inconsistency and poor shape choices. No time to revise. I will never do something like this again. I'm planning to continue this Sonic narrative, but at a leisure pace compared to a crunch race. If you’d like to follow my process and get early access to each page, consider joining my patreon.

[firebuggg]

on rewatch it’s even clearer that robby is a great mentor to everyone, but he is a much better mentor to his male trainees. he argues with them less; he is more accepting of their diagnoses around difficult cases; he is more comfortable taking them under his wing. they rarely challenge him. it takes just that much more effort from the women of the pitt — mckay, collins, and mohan especially — to argue their point of view on patient care, especially around women’s issues. and that effort weighs on them! it’s exhausting for mohan to constantly defend herself on her care choices. it’s unfair to put blame on mckay for making an extremely understandable decision about david out of concern for his female classmates. his relationship with collins is inappropriate — at minimum it likely gets in the way of her professional development (note that langdon was the one recommended for that fellowship, without even asking robby for it).

i appreciate this writing choice a lot. robby is extremely likable and a compelling center of the story. he makes the right decision for his female patients many times, including giving a teenage girl a chance at reproductive freedom at personal risk. he’s supportive of the women in his department and wants them to do well.

but still. it’s there. and he doesn’t even know it.

[rainyraisin]

I ran out of tag space while yapping oops 💔💔💔 might reblog with what else I was going to say b4 tumblr cut me off idk

Who ends up being the first akuma in the bread girl au? Was the whole ordeal just as chaotic?

The First akuma is a tricky one! Since it's an obvious swap of Mylene and Ivan, I think it should be one of them - Stoneheart Mylene or Horrificator Ivan

The first akuma will need to be loud and straightforward, or else Beetle and Stray will have their ass beat

Stoneheart Mylene (combining her shyness and awkwardness) might be more associated with statues and blending in

"I don't know what you want from me! I wish I didn't feel this way! I wish I wasn't this way either!"

Horrificator Ivan might be a really in-your-face akuma

"Since all of you see me as a big scary monster, I might as well be one!"

I don't have any solid ideas about it yet, so if someone wants to contribute - I'm all ears :)

Thanks for the ask!

[emmyrosee]

“Just one more,” you mewl.

“Oh my god.”

Sae has to leave. It’s past the point of him responsibly leaving, to now, where there’s no choice of him having to leave now, if he wants any chance of making it to practice on time.

But you, however, are seemingly far from getting your Itoshi Sae fix, not wanting to be far from him at all: you whimpered and whined when he got up for his run, you snuck into his shower with him, you looped your arms around his waist while he made his lunch, now you’ve got his face gripped in your hands, sponging kisses over him.

At first, sure, he loved the attention.

But Itoshi Sae has to leave. Four minutes ago.

“Hey,” he sighs softly, trying to push your shoulders back to peel you off of him. “You know I have to go. Don’t make this harder for me.”

“You don’t have to go,” you say simply. “You and I can just be hermits forever, hide here for the rest of our lives and cuddle forever.”

Tempting. Not that he’d ever tell you that.

“Don’t you want to stay here forever with me?”

He clicks his tongue, “you know I absolutely would if I could. But,” he makes a move to step away, and you whine and squeeze tighter. “I have to go. Then, when I come home, I’ll be able to tell you all about my day while we lay down. You like that.”

“I know I do, but,” you peer up at him with your lethal pout, “I like you being here more.”

Sae looks at the clock on the stove. Then back at you. Then he sighs and leans down to steal another kiss from you, slotting your lips with his. They move in harmony, eliciting small pants from you, and his hand cradles the back of your head lovingly. You mewl and rest your hands on his hips, letting the few seconds of heaven be savored between you.

When he finally pulls away, you’re smiling dopily, giddily, and Sae knows he hit the nail on the head.

You’d wanted a goodbye kiss. Sae always knows what you want from him, and in the morning, it just so happens to be a firm, loving, assuring goodbye kiss.

“Okay,” you purr, letting your hands roam over his back, compliant and melted in his arms. “You can go now. I’m happy.”

“You’re done with me?” He asks.

“Yeah, until tonight anyways,” you hum, kissing his chin. “Better go before I change my mind.”

He cracks a smirk, “you’re a real piece of work, you know that right?”

“What can I say?” You sigh dramatically. “I know how much you love a challenge.”

You’re right.

He really, really does.

[siennasfantasies]

One day, you finally decide to join Katsuki at the gym. As soon as Bakugou walks through the doors, the place practically pauses. Everyone’s eyes are on him, some with smiles, others with admiring glances.

You grin to yourself, pleased to see it wasn’t just you who noticed the results of your boyfriend’s hard work. While you’re taking in the gym’s vibe, you hear Katsuki calling your name softly from where the barbells are.

“Come help me with my set.” He gestures over to where he’s standing, and you walk over quickly, eager to join him.

Katsuki plops down onto a bench, grabbing two barbells and setting them on the mat. He sits beside them, waiting with his usual impatient-but-soft expression as you walk over and slide your foot under the barbells.

You start a set of sit-ups, but when you feel Katsuki's hand brush against your thigh, you sit up with a sigh, beads of sweat already making their way down your face.

“God, I’m so unfit…”

“You’re fine, babe.” Katsuki leans forward, grabbing a towel and gently dabbing it across your forehead. “Look at you, though… sweating already.” He smirks, then adds, “Wanna help me with my push-ups?”

You raise an eyebrow, a teasing smile forming on your lips. “How am I supposed to help you with your push-ups?”

Katsuki grins, stands up, and walks over to return the barbells to their proper place. When he comes back, he lowers himself into a plank position and shoots you a look.

“Sit on my back. Cheer me on.”

You can’t help but laugh, crawling toward him with a shake of your head. “You’re crazy, you know that?”

“You sure you want to miss this?” He hums, a playful challenge in his tone.

“Do I have a choice?” you tease, but you can't resist. Carefully, you crawl onto his back, crossing your legs and resting your hands gently on his shoulder blades. “Okay, here goes…” You say with mock hesitation, though your heart is fluttering a little.

“Hold on tight, baby, or you’ll fall,” he grunts, and you feel the slight tension in his body. Slowly, he lowers himself to the floor and pushes back up, without even breaking a sweat.

You sit there, completely entranced, as he picks up his pace effortlessly. The way his muscles flex, the steady rhythm of his push-ups—it’s almost hypnotizing.

“Where’s my encouragement, baby?” he calls out between reps, smirking.

Caught in the moment, you start whispering praises without even realizing it. “You’re incredible. Seriously. Look at you.”

“You better be cheering me on like you mean it,” he teases, not missing a beat.

You chuckle, your heart swelling with admiration, and give him a soft squeeze on his shoulder. “Okay, okay, you’re the strongest guy in here. Happy?”

“Good,” he says with a satisfied grin, pushing himself up again. “Now, don’t go falling off. I might need a spotter.”

God, you love your strong boyfriend—and all his ridiculous, charming ways.

[b-rainlet]

Crutchie and Spot are Bitch and Bastard Solidarity