#my presents

[catlokis-blog]

Freemind and jetfuel fanart omg ... Him and his murder dog

[bryan360]

Here’s my note before I’ll get started….

(DON’T YOU EVER COPY FROM MINE OR MY FRIEND’S WORK, CHARACTERS, AND STUFF IF ONE OF YOU ARE IMPOSTERS WHO HAD HABITS OF PLAGIARISM! I WILL BLOCK YOU FROM MY BLOG IF I SEE YOUR POST WITH MINE OR MY FRIEND’S ORIGINAL WORK BEING EDITED ALL OVER! I’LL EVEN SHARE IT ONTO MY BLOG SO IF EVERYONE WILL SEE THAT YOU TRYING TO COPY MINE OR MY FRIEND’S THINGS FOR NO GOOD REASON WHATSOEVER! That will be all….I mean it.)

This is it, you guys! My “late” X-Mas gifts/presents that my mom and my sister helped is finally arrived. However, make that four of them that originally started back in 26th to 28th day. (⬇️ 1st and 3rd Image)

Isn’t this a big surprise or what? I’ll be saving one of three for my upcoming reviews next year; started with new accessories and a new controller for my Nintendo Switch system. The second one next to the new Switch controller however It’ll be a big one….(⬇️4th Image)

A new Xbox controller to upgrade….or at least with the enhanced wired version. Either way, it’ll be worth checking out soon. 😉👍 As for the other one while not gonna be in my upcoming review, but it was a nice thing after my sister bought from Wal-Mart (⬇️5th Image)

This is sweet of owning a Super Mario shirt and a $20 Nintendo eShop card at the same time! Thanks, mom and sister of helping me out of giving me gifts this year. Though hoping next time It would’ve arrived at Christmas Day by chances, but all is forgiven. See you in my upcoming reviews, amigos. 🙂

Tagged: @murumokirby360 @carmenramcat @alexander1301 @rafacaz4lisam2k4

[samantabrzozowska]

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“I’m so grateful to God for my cute presents”

~ Sam

[habken]

Deku's first day on the job is going great

[bereft-of-frogs]

There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation

because WHAT are people talking about sometimes

[juiche]

a moment of peace before the whole world shatters 😇

get your own print here ❤️

[morganbritton132]

My sister and I have the same birthday and it’s cool because people will be like, “Oh, are you twins?” And I get to say, “No! I ruined a five year old’s birthday.”

[legionofpotatoes]

Lead them to paradise.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.

[hansoeii]

crowley

[ink-the-artist]

Video game I saw in a dream. It was in this low poly style like an older video game. You play as this character I think was meant to be a lamb, or maybe a weird mix of a lamb a mouse and a rabbit, (while not really looking like any of those things) and you’re running away from a wolf. Your objective is to last as long as possible before the wolf catches and eats you.

The house you’re running in is endless and bizarrely put together like most building interiors in dreams are (like the infinite toilet dream dimension on Reddit lol) the layout of the house is pretty detailed, you can stop and hide in places like closets or bins while the wolf looks for you, you can go up and down stairs and into rooms etc.

You never actually know where the wolf is or how close it is to you until it appears in your line of sight, it makes no noise and the game gives you no way of knowing where it is, and it’s pretty unpredictable it doesnt move at a consistent pace. When the wolf catches you there’s an animation showing it eating your character

[catlokis-blog]

The two scientists had been split up from the rest of the Science Team.

"A wonderful job well done, Professor!" Doctor Coomer beams as Doctor Bubby blows invisible smoke away from his gun, a dead zombie left in a heap on the floor. "Doctor." He corrected, unamusedly as he reholstered the weapon.

"Professor!"

"Doctor."

"Professor!"

"Doctor!"

"Professor~!"

"Doctor- just- damn it, Harold!" Doctor Bubby huffed, crossing his arms as he stepped quickly over the body. "Honestly, I don't even know why I try! You do know what Doctor means, right?" Doctor Bubby frowns as Doctor Coomer trails behind, pausing his thought to think.

"Well, a physician (American English), medical practitioner (Commonwealth English), medical doctor, or simply doctor, is a health professional who practices medicine, which is concerned with promoting, maintaining or restoring health through the study, diagnosis, prognosis and treatment of disease, injury, and other physical and mental impairments. Physicians may focus their practice on certain disease categories, types of patients, and methods of treatment—"

"ENOUGH, Harold." Doctor Bubby groans, becoming too annoyed to further the discussion topic. What he hopes is just a quick walk down a corridor in silence after that debacle to find the other idiots who lost themselves, but that was not the case.

After a few steps of quietness, Doctor Bubby let out a strangled noise as Doctor Coomer advanced on him like prey and pushed him against the wall, flipping him to face frontward so he could look down at his fellow doctor. Trapped against the wall between Doctor Coomer's metallic arms, Doctor Bubby sputtered some more as Doctor Coomer stared at him, unblinking.

"Harold??" Doctor Bubby spoke as he was watched, and Doctor Coomer only tilted his head in response. "Do you really want me to stop calling you Professor?" Doctor Coomer finally asked, and Doctor Bubby gulped.

"Yes! Well- no, maybe, I- if it's a one off joke I don't care, you just always push it, and-" Doctor Bubby tried to look elsewhere, suddenly uncomfortable with the situation he was forced to acknowledge as all the previous anger and annoyance faded fast.

"Hey. Look at me." Doctor Coomer put a hand on Doctor Bubby's chest, causing the other to look back immediately, although with a flushed face.

The height difference wasn't insane, so it was not like Doctor Bubby had to strain much to see the shorter, but he looked down none the less.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Bubby." Doctor Coomer apologized, an easy going smile on his face, and Doctor Bubby knew it was genuine with no malice. Breathing through his nose, Doctor Bubby muttered something akin to acceptance, but Doctor Coomer wasn't through with him just yet.

He didn't look away, nor release Doctor Bubby from the pin in. After a few moments more, he spoke again at last. "You're so handsome." Doctor Bubby seemed to be caught in a trap at that. "Of course I am, I'm perfect in every way!" He barely was able to stutter out, growing a deeper shade of pink every second. Doctor Coomer found it cute.

The hand on his chest never moved, either. "Can I kiss you, Doctor?" He asked, and Doctor Bubby's breath stuttered. "O- of course, you don't have to ask." Doctor Bubby barely had any time to think as the hand on his chest balled a fist into his shirt, pulling him down to meet Doctor Coomer in a kiss undeniably soft, the one arm left pinning Doctor Bubby to the wall coming up to cup Doctor Bubby's cheek instead as they kissed.

His legs felt like they were going to give out, shaking as he felt like Doctor Coomer was the only thing to keep him upright. The kiss went on for an eternity, or so it felt, and Doctor Bubby wished it would never end.

Doctor Coomer, on the other hand, had different ideas.

The hand on his face went to his shoulder instead as Doctor Coomer pulled away from the kiss, a smile pressed to his lips as he stared at the other with half lidded eyes. Doctor Bubby let out a breathy whimper as Doctor Coomer let go of his shirt to hold his waist instead. "I don't have to ask to do this, right?" He practically purred out.

Before Doctor Bubby even had a moment to question what '' this '' was, brain still frazzled from the kiss and relocations of his hands, Doctor Coomer leaned upwards to mouth at his neck, causing Doctor Bubby to stand straighter against the wall, fingers scrabbling for purchase against it as Doctor Coomer giggled against his throat. "Oh, fuck, Harold-" He whined, eventually leading his hands to weakly grip at Coomer's shoulders. "What if- what if they find us?" Doctor Bubby whispered, barely able to bite back the noises Doctor Coomer was forcing out of his being.

"They won't." Doctor Coomer assured him, kissing the side of his neck before licking a stripe against it and biting down gently. Doctor Bubby was almost certain he saw stars.

They stayed there for a few minutes more, Doctor Coomer attached to his side as if he couldn't get enough, and Doctor Bubby letting it happen as he whined, too caught up in how good it felt.

Suddenly, footsteps were fast approaching them, causing Doctor Coomer to pull away, leaving Doctor Bubby wobbling as he tried to process what had happened.

"Hello, Gordon!" Doctor Coomer cheerfully announced as a trio descended upon them, turning a corner into the corridor they were walking in.

"Hey, Coomer, where the hell were you two?" Gordon rubbed at his face, "we were looking everywhere for you guys. C'mon. Lets go." He turned around without a second moment's notice, not even noticing the way Doctor Bubby was rubbing at his neck, or the way Doctor Coomer had a mischevious smile. "I was simply helping our friend Doctor Bubby after a little alien mishap!" Doctor Coomer informed, trailing after Gordon as he left, while Tommy and Benry were left to help Doctor Bubby.

Benry gave Doctor Bubby a silent high five.

ANON I APPRECIATE ALL THE FICLETS YOU GIVE ME BUT I DONT THINK TUMBLR IS GONNA APPRECIATE THE AMOUNT OF HOMOEROTICISM PACKED IN THESE ... old man yaoi is real though

[july-19th-club]

seriously have been thinking about this all night long. call me autistic but the fact that 90% of workplaces the point is not to get your work done and then be done doing it but to instead perform an elaborate social dance in which you find something to do even when you're done doing everything you need to do in order to show your fellow workers that you, too, are Working . because you are at Work . disgusting why cant we all agree that if there is no work immediately to be done. we just dont do anything

[inkskinned]

what is with men being mad any time a woman raises her voice where did that even come from. someone posted a video of a small electrical explosion, and the top comment was of course the woman screams. the second comment is women try not to scream challenge, level impossible. i had to go back and watch the video again. there is, somewhat fainty, a little gasp emitted off-camera, more of a yelp than a scream. it is mostly lost in the crack of the explosion. afterwards, you hear her voice, shaken, say, are you okay?

i am helping one of my friends train her voice pitch lower, because she wants to be taken seriously at work. she and i do each other's nails and talk about gender roles; and how - due to our appearance - neither of us have ever been able to be "hysterical" in public. we both appear young and sweet and feminine. she is cisgender, and cannot use her natural voice in her profession because people keep saying she appears to be "vapid". we both try to figure out if our purposeful voice lowering is technically sexist. is it promoting something when you are a victim to it?

a storm almost sends a pole through a car window. in the dashcam, you can hear the woman passenger say her partner's name twice, crying out in alarm. she sounds terrified. in the comments, she is lambasted for her lack of calm. how is that even fucking helping?

in high school, i taught myself to have a lower voice. i had been recorded when i was genuinely (and righteously) upset; and i hated how my voice sounded on the phone speakers when it was played back. i was defending my mom, and my voice cracked with emotion. it meant i was no longer winning the argument: i was just shrieking about it.

girls meet each other after a long summer and let out a little joyful scream. this usually stops around 12-14, because people will not tolerate this display of affection (as it has the effect of being passingly annoying). something about the fact that little girls can't ever even be annoying. we are trained to examine each part of our lives (even joy) for anything that could make us upsetting and disgusting. they act like teenage girls are breaking into houses and shrieking you awake at 3 in the morning. speaking as a public school educator: trust me, it's not that bad, you can just roll your eyes and move on. it does not compare to the ways boys end up being annoying: slurs in graffiti, purposefully mocking your body, following you after you said no. you know, just boy things.

there's another video of a man who is not allowed to yell in the house, so he snaps his fingers when he's excited about soccer. the comments are full of angry men, talking about how their brother is unfairly caged. let him express himself and this is terrible to do to someone. eventually the couple has to address it in a second video: they are married with a newborn baby. he was trying not to wake the infant up. there is no comment on the fact women are not allowed to yell indoors. or the fact that it could have been really alarming or triggering for his wife. sometimes i wonder if straight men even like women, if they even enjoy being in relationships with them.

for the longest time, i hated roller coasters because it always felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for me to scream. one of my friends called me on it, said it was unusual i'm so unwilling. i had to go to my therapist about it. i don't like to scream because i was not raised in a safe situation, and raising my voice would have brought unsafe attention towards me. even when i am supposed to scream, it feels shameful, guilty. i was not treated kindly, so i lack a basic form of self-protection. this is not a natural response. it is not good that in a situation of high adrenaline - i shut up about it.

something very bad is happening, i think. in between all the beauty standards and the stuff i've already discussed - this one feels new and cruel in a way i can't quite express. yes, it's scary and silencing. but there's something about how direct it is - that so many men agree with the sentiment that women should never yell, even in an emergency - it feels different.

is the word shriek gendered automatically? how about shrill or screech? in self defense class, one of the first things they tell you is to yell, as loud and as shrilly as you can. they say it will feel rude. most women will not do this. you need to practice overcoming the social pressure and just scream.

most women do not cry out, even when it's bad. we do not report it. we walk faster. we do not make a scene. what would be the point of doing anything else? no matter what we do, we don't get taken seriously. it is a joke to them. an instagram caption punchline. we have to present ourselves as silent, beautiful, captivating - "valuable."

a woman is outside watching her kids when someone throws a firecracker at them. she screams and runs towards her children. in the comments, grown men flock together in the thousands: god. women are so annoying.

[meziniart]

Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves

[eleilinnrallin]

This is a reminder for those who handmake Christmas presents that now is not too early to start. It may in fact be a good time to start if you have a lot to make/your craft takes a long time. You should maybe start it now, whether that's brainstorming or actually doing the crafts!