#of all energy to exercise

[finalhaunts]

> I go to calculate my BMI on a website

> Straight up just gets called obese

[khihi]

what if Joker Out is an all virgin band. Because they got obsessed with music and school and forgot everything else and never really dated and never knew where to start from. So all those hotline promos were just them fantasizing that they know what they're doing. Maybe only Nace a proper adult joining from outside, looking at the horny but totally inexperienced bunch of guys and thinking "ufff 😳 do I... do I help?..."

Anyways where were I? oh right, Joker Out are all actually virgins conspiracy

kwjekewkjwj nonny wdym "what if" this is real, they're all music nerds and no one in the band had sex til nace joined, this is fact

i like to imagine the others all lying to each other that they've had sex but one by one nace gradually finds out they're all virgins and slowly goes insane with this knowledge – one day they're all joking about sex but it's just so obvious they have no idea what they're talking about and nace just stands up and goes "you all sound like TEENAGERS, if any of you want to ACTUALLY know what sex is like i will be in my HOTEL ROOM goodnight" and leaves

[aseuki]

hi there Stell, good luck in the tourney! i'm plopping starstruck dee here in your inbox for a hot second!

she wants to know what's up with the economy and you seem like you might know! she also wants to tell you that you have the most amazing beautiful wings she's ever seen and also that your gun blades are soooooo incredibly super cool and you look like you must be really good at them and also that it's totally impressive that you live on a star and she wonders if that means the two of you are friends and also th

[Obtained(?): +1 Conversation Buddy] Good luck, Starstruck!

[ron456]

My back and neck hurt like HELL so you know what? New headcannon just dropped. Jeremy Heere has scoliosis. That's one of the reasons why he slouches. He's just like me, fr! 😍😍

[quietwingsinthesky]

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[wtfforged]

i really wanna redesign the strawhats timeskip designs because i hate all of them with my soul but the thing every time i try theres a good chunk of them i wouldnt actually know How to change, or if i Did change them itd just be one completely insignificant thing. like sanji barely changes but he WOULD grow that Thing on his face. doesnt mean i have to like it though. ptooey. OR. OR. hell, id just be fighting my urges to keep them the same as pretimeskip. if its not broke dont fix it... etc...

[mixtapedoh]

the amazing, showstopping, incredible @musicallisto enables me daily <3333

for your consideration <3; you may now rest soundly in the knowledge that i am, in all things, correct.

[snackugaki]

doing the absolute most frivolous shit with my au

EDIT: ... it’s ガンコ (がんこ / 頑固) not カンコ ; im tired lemme alone orz

[kelpiemomma]

friends i am begging you, if you want to get a dog and have never had one before, DO YOUR RESEARCH ON BREEDS.

i was working with a lady the other day who was telling me she wanted a puppy and had never had one before, so she went and adopted a 7 month old husky/border collie mix from the shelter after being denied at [pet store] for working too many hours. i'm pretty sure she got this dog because it has complete heterochromia and is a very tidy black and white, like a standard border collie.

please. do NOT do this. look into what dog breed will BEST fit your lifestyle. if you work long hours, do NOT get a working dog breed. maybe even don't get a dog. maybe get a less affectionate cat. i do not give a single FUCK if the dog is pretty. do both yourself and the dog a favor and get the dog that fits your life!!! do not get a working dog and stick it in an apartment or house and wonder why it's eating your furniture and destroying your house!!!

[feathers-little-nest]

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[dingoat]

[Ugh do you know how HARD this one was for me to figure out when we still have so much BETWEEN THEM to work out??? Have they told each other they love one another yet? Will they, would they? Anyway I did my best and it still hurt >.> ~750 words on the theme of pining for the impossible and a big big problem with bonded souls.]

You're Not Mine

She didn’t want to think about the time drawing to an end, she almost didn’t… want to keep progressing, knowing that every step forward she took in gaining control over her wild half also drew her a step closer to having to… leave.

She didn’t want to leave. She didn’t want to be apart. She wanted him to come with her even though she knew it was impossible, he never would, and yet she could not stay here forever, the thought of drawing out her return to the fox left her writhing with guilt. It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair, and yet all she could do was cling onto every moment she had  while it was still there for her to hold.

“Ahuska,” Thirteen’s voice was gently amused. “How about you not dig in those claws like you’re holding on for dear life.”

“Sorry, sorry-” she winced and pulled back her hands from around his waist, folding them self consciously against her chest only to have one of his strong, long-fingered hands wrap around hers and tug it gently back to his side.

She shivered, then sighed, and tucked her face under his chin. “It’s not fair,” she whispered, as she had countless times before.

He knew what she meant. He felt what she meant. And he softly sighed in kind, knowing he could no more lie to her than cut out his own tongue. “It isn’t,” he agreed, moving his hand to rub slow, comforting circles between her shoulderblades.

“I don’t want a life without you in it,” she murmured, her muzzle sleek and soft against his jawline.

And it hurt him, as it hurt her, and he was silent for a while as he tried to find the words that would help her understand why she yearned for the impossible. “Ahuska. I love you, but you’re not mine,” he whispered, but as sweet and earnest as his tone was, he couldn’t guard against the way her heart twisted to hear it.

“Why not, why not? Your heart is big enough for me as well, I know it, I know it…”

“Big enough for your love, maybe,” he said, his hand sliding to the back of her head, fingers weaving through her hair, hoping to soothe her before speaking further. Their hearts shared their melancholy, their wistfulness, their frustration at a galaxy that had pressed them together when they could not be. He tilted his head and kissed the bridge of her muzzle. “Your love, but not your hate.”

“What- what?” She gave her head a fierce little shake against his face. “I don’t hate you. I never hated you, you know I don’t blame you for the way anything happened…”

“Five,” Thirteen said, and the way she twisted against him, her response so deep and visceral that the revulsion echoed in his own heart, only made him more certain.

She hid her grimace by tucking her face between his neck and the cushion, but she could do nothing to keep her own feelings from him. “So what?  You’re not him.”

“But I love him,” Thirteen answered simply. “You have every right to hate him, and I would never ask you to change that, to forgive him for my sake.”

“So what’s…”

“I don’t blame you for your feelings. But I can’t stand to feel them for myself, and I’m sure you don’t appreciate sharing mine.”

She didn’t.

Opening her heart to him had been… oh, it had been everything, to know one another so perfectly, man and bothan and wolf and hawkbat, but she knew how carefully they skirted around the subject of Five. She didn’t want their bond tainted with an awareness of Thirteen’s love and loyalty for him…

And how could Thirteen go to him, with Ahuska’s seething aversion simmering in the back of his mind?

How could she do that to him?

“Don’t,” he whispered, feeling her on the verge of spiralling. “You’re bigger than the mess life made of you. You’ll be unstoppable one day, and you won’t need me.”

She shuddered, and closed her eyes as she tucked herself more closely against him. “But I want you.”

“And right now you have me,” he reminded her as he kissed her on the forehead. Please, gods. He fought to convince himself as strongly as he wished it for her. Let it be enough.

[sysig]

Lost my mind thinking about the Vyer Estate (Patreon)

[dreamlogic]

musing in the tags about the view two years out from my hysterectomy and the shifting nature of neuropathy. i asked my PT for recommendations/resources pertaining to pain science and that's been a very helpful lenses to have. i'm still not back to normal, will never be unmarked by this experience or return to my pre-op self, but my baseline has been gradually increasing over the last few months, and it feels good to look back on the last two years and say "i have no idea how i managed to function while living with that, but i did!"

[mcnuggyy]

vent/rant SAD!!

kinda feel myself getting a bit depressed being back at my parents… I’m not sure if it’s because I feel really constricted again, or if I’m missing my wife, or I feel like I’m losing all this progress I made in my independence even though I’m only here for a while, or because I feel all these bad habits I’ve been able to get rid of sort of coming back? Also I have no job or reliable source of income right now and getting a job while I’m kinda on vacation seems silly but idk… I have like 300 dollars to my name rn and my edd is about to end and I go back to Canada in a month anyways so like!!! I either gotta do more commissions or try and advertise myself on upwork again or something 🥲🥲🥲

Like!! There’s more important things to worry about for sure, like my residency paperwork, and getting my hrt shit figured out! But ugh I feel at such a loss all of a sudden.. before I felt so on top of it even though I didn’t have a “regular” job.. but now I’m just reminded of all the reasons I left in the first place </3 idk! Idk! I think I need to go outside and run around or something maybe then I’ll feel better <3 I think I’ve changed in too many significant (and good!) ways and now I feel like I’m being forced back into an old shell I’ve outgrown ykno?

And even though my parents have been extremely kind and patient w me now that I’m back for a bit I can’t help but feel like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop… like they’re gonna find a way to keep me trapped here again or something…

ALSO. My hair is getting long and I NEED to cut it!!! But too many important people in my life have said they like that it’s long and it’s upset me but also I care about what they think too much and ugh!! Dysphoria has felt extra bad!!! SAD!! I miss my kitty cats and I miss my beloved and I miss my bed and my new routine and I just wanna go home and and and

[giddlygoat]

today, me and my sibling made death battle machines and pitted them against each other. the one with the ninjas piloting is called “wu’s team building exercise” and the one with the flaming tit on top is called “diarrhea johnson’s freedom-licious nutbuster 3000”.

diarrhea johnson’s machine can only go in one direction [circle] and wu’s teambuilding exercise can only go in every direction all at once. it has 11 wheels and 6 joints/swivels for maximum teamwork difficulty. kai is in charge of main steering from his post on top of the double-decker couch, and due to an error in lower-couch capacity calculations, the secondary steering mechanism had to be moved to the very front of the vehicle last-minute, but lloyd is braving it like a champ. cole is on back right steering and zane mirrors him with back left steering. wu’s job is to hold The Skull.

in the end, diarrhea johnson won with only a single illegal nuclear rocket booster knocked off from the impact, and wu’s team building exercise was broken into 4 pieces. among the detached was the expresso machine/main and only engine in the back that jay was put in charge of constant monitoring, as well as the emergency shut down explosion button [and only form of breaks] on the very back of the vehicle. lloyd was flung across the floor and hit the dishwasher head on. he is still in the ICU. however, when the illegal nuclear rocket booster was knocked off of mr johnson’s vehicle, it also set off a nuclear explosion and rendered everywhere within a 100 mile radius an instant-death zone. diarrhea johnson did not survive. however, we concluded that the ninja are probably fine, because they are only glowing green, and as everyone knows, lloyd’s power glows green, so nothing is out of the ordinary. 

perhaps most impressive of all is that The Skull was not once knocked from wu’s hand. truly a legendary battle was had today, but i think the true hero here does not lie in the winner - but in each of us. 

[dmc-questions-anon]

I would also like to see more of Lady and her mom.