#squat day

[meticulous-tendencies]

squat dayyy 🦵

[cold-earth-connection]

Project mental health basement, with a side of getting healthier, is go. Sorry for the grotty photo, busy trying not to die rather than nailing composition.

[montereybayaquarium]

The pelagic red crab, also known as the squat lobster. Not a crab. Not a lobster. Just vibes.

[anniebass]

high spice tolerance, my ass

(old man smut)

[dannyphannypack]

college is supposed to be a new start for danny: one in which his “work” life and personal life stay strictly separate. but when danny moves into his new gotham university dorm for the upcoming semester, his hopes are dashed. gotham is overflowing with lost souls, and they won’t leave him alone long enough for him to finish his damn physics homework.

when mr. and mrs. wayne offer him refuge in their old study, danny thinks he’d be stupid not to take it. he wasn’t expecting their house to still be inhabited, but whatever. he can blend into the background. he’ll do anything for some peace and quiet.

now if only he can convince martha to stop trying to out him to the rest of the family.

[katethetank]

My kink is traumatized doe eyed boys squatting while running for their lives in white Reeboks.

[pissterdaniel]

I crocheted the Father Philip...

...to my Sister Daniel

more photos 👇 other sister dan pics

and some bonus pics of them cloud gazing and ice skating 🥰🌸

and now some yaps:

I kept a stopwatch going whenever I worked on Father Philip, so I can tell you that he took exactly 16 HOURS AND 2 MINUTES yikes.

Today also marks 1 month until I MEET DAN AND PHIL!!! Big yikes... Will be bringing the dolls to my m&g to show them, and if they have room I will happily gift them. If not, I was gonna get a print done of one of these photos to give them.

Also thinking of getting a couple photo prints for myself and have that be my signed item. I am just so proud of what I have created, and it would be super special to have posters of my dolls signed by Dan and Phil.

Next project: a granny square bandana to match my titfit (aka the phandana or even worse: the phanny square phandana) it is currently about two thirds done.

I also have started work on my next dolls which will be Viktor and Yuri from Yuri on Ice >:). Fully in the depths of a figure skating hyperfixation atm, have been super into the ISU Grand Prix series that is currently on. Should anyone wish to discuss this or YOI, my dms and inbox are always open :)

That's it for now, thank you for all the support 🫶. I hope you all love Father Philip as much as I do, and hopefully I did The Phlonde™ justice.

I realise most of these photos are from a low angle so have a bonus phlonde close up, ft. the phandana wip:

hair is by far my least favourite thing to do

okay now that is it, fyi I use the tag #pissterdaniel crochet for all of my crochet related stuff if you want to see more :)

[enthyrea]

my truth is turning dr. strange into a nepali uncle

[fisheito]

is he a wise mentor or just jealous

[meticulous-tendencies]

sunday 🤤 🏋🏻‍♀️

[novice-comics]

Time to dust off my old Split AU for DannyMay

Week 1 - Invisible

It started quietly, like a mouse hiding in the walls. The voice would echo in his head as if it were just a thought. The words were full of malice and anger. Danny found no reprieve. Slowly, ever so slowly, the voice took shape. It was like a manifestation of everything he feared; everything he felt guilty for. The invisible apparition plagued him, infesting every second of every day.

[helyannis]

Vintage

I've been thinking about Elven agriculture and food production (as one does) and I think grape vines would work very well! Growing vines on trees may be the oldest form of viticulture

[slayingdotfit]

Bulgarian Split Squats 🏋️‍♂️

Your next Gym Shirt - > Slaying.fit 💪

[justice-artblog]

Wait shut up, late night thought (For the Saiki×Mob Crossover)

Just the thought that one of his friends makes it into seasoning City for a day or two, either passing through or temporarily visiting family.

And just the thought that Saiki is so devestated by what happened that he literally decides to hide rather than face what happened, rather than face the people he left behind.

And Mob has to awkwardly turn them away like *No, you didnt see any pink haired kids around here named Saiki, no siree!*

And manages to successfully ward off the friend. So he goes to Saiki's hiding place, and for the briefest moment sees the barest hint of devestation on Saiki's face. Morphed in grief before it smooths out.

Saiki wants to go, but Mob convinces him to just sit and wait it out.

And wait they do.

Either that, or.

Or.

They visit at Reigen's workplace. Cause they hear he's the greatest Psychic in the 21st century.

So surely this man can find their best friend, right?

And it's like 4 of them, And Reigen fully expects Saiki to give him sass when the teen makes note of people entering the building.

He does NOT expect Saiki to dive behind his desk and hunker down.

Amd 4 of his friends walk on, sit down, have tea and finally go onto their spiel.

"We know you do exorcisms but-"

"Well, we were wondering if you could locate someone? Cause you're a Psychic and all."

"I'm sorry?" Reigen blinks, plassing down his teacup as the teens shuffle nervously, the purple haired kid with glasses giving him a painfully peircing stare.

"Our friend." The teen explains, and slides across a picture of a very familiar teen. "Kusuo Saiki, he just up and disappeared one day."

Dont tell them Anything, Saiki's voice filters in his head that Reigen forces himself to just bite down the sarcastic comment bubbling up.

If anything, Saiki sounded nervous.

I do not.

"I'm not sure i understand." Reigen opts to say, waving a hand at Shigeo, who seemed just as tense as he felt. "Me and Mob here, arent really search and rescue types. Shouldnt you go to the police for this?"

"We did," The brown haired girl pushed up her own glasses, fingers drumming nervously against his chest. "Look, Psychic's have Telepathy, don't they? And youre the greatest one out there so- so maybe you can reach out to him... For us?"

"Please," The smaller blue haired teen voice quivered, his strangely wrapped forearms clasped together in a begging position. "Even if you tell us he's okay, that's all that matters!"

The conflicting feelings rise in his chest, the urge to tell the kid's everything was strong but-

Please, don't.

"I'm sorry," The smile he gives is a nervous one, lips twitching at the corners of his mouth. "My Telepathy has a range, and even then, if i havent met him personally i wouldnt be able to find him like that."

The way each teen deflated broke something in him, the desperate want to see if their friend is okay was palpable.

"But," He held up the picture of Saiki, the kid was surrounded by other's, 4 of them sitting right in front of him and the rest possibly being his classmates. "I can do this."

His eyes slipped closed, the blinding flourescent light leaving his world a view of dark skin toned reds. He pretended to focus, pretending to pour all his energy into this one photo.

'Do you really not want to say anything?'

No.

'Saiki-'

Drop it, Reigen, just... Just drop it.

'I'm going to tell them you're okay.'

Don't you-

'I won't say where or how, just that you're okay. Okay?'

...

'Saiki?'

Okay.

His eyes slipped open, squinting slightly at the bright lights as the teens starred at him expectantly.

"He's okay." Reigen smiled, and handed back the photo to the first teen.

"How?" The last teen finally spoke, slightly taller than the rest and gray hair almost white with the indoor lights. "How do we know it's not a trick, how do we know you're telling the truth?"

Well-

"I'm using a form of Psychometry." Reigen explained gently, watching the teen's glare harden. "Using a Photo, i can tell the state of being of the occupant within. There's a lot of you in there, granted, but with your description and knowing who I was targeting, it was easy to narrow it down."

He waved a hand down and up, letting their eyes trace his hand movements as the words registered in their brain

You're such a scam.

'Quiet you.'

"I don't know where he is." Reigen grimaced, the lie burning at his tongue. "But i can at least tell you he's okay."

"This is a trick." The taller teen snapped. "This has to be."

"Your friend," Reigen paused, thinking slowly. "He loves sweets, doesn't he?"

As a unit, they froze. The bittersweet smile he shot to them wasn't for show, Reigen felt sick.

"I got that from the photo." He pointed a hand, and then pulled back. "Loves Sweets, seems to be a bit of a homebody, a very quiet demeanour, yes?"

"All that... Just from a photo?" The smaller teen seemed to tear up. "Is there anything else?"

Don't do it, Reigen.

"I think... He misses you as much as you miss him." Reigen smiled. "His feelings are harder to pin down through the photo, and i don't know if im getting that because of the photo or if it's what he's feeling. But I believe, he misses you all too."

The fear faded, leaving nothing behind but relieved looks.

It took a couple minutes to wrangle them outside, denying pay even if the taller teen seemed to be loaded.

When the door clicked shut, he paused. Listening to the sounds of Mob shuffling and the absent noises that Saiki seemed to make.

"Kid's not telling us something." Dimple's appearence wasn't a surprise.

"Shut it Dimple." the words weren't harsh, but pointed, even as the spirit rolled his eyes and moved towards Mob, floating behind the other esper. "They're gone Saiki."

Shigeo shot him a look, his normally blank face twosted into something regarding mild concern.

'I know.' And he could hear Saiki shuffle, as if he were oulling himself into a small ball. 'I know.'

--

Like- do you see my vision????

[sainz100]

waiting the same way

[oneheadtoanother]