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[aanggelicc]

i’m back after my year hiatus & i’m still on my same bs 🤡

anyways, how are you guys? ❤️

[theflowerofhumanity]

Green-Blooded Jealousy

Among the crew of the USS Enterprise, the Bridge officers saw a disproportionate amount of action. Those privileged few, orbiting the captain like so many moons, regularly had the kind of adventures that motivated exhausted but starry-eyed cadets in Starfleet Academy to study just a little harder and to stay up just a little later.

But those officers could also be somewhat isolated by the rarefied air of the Bridge. They were usually the last ones to hear the latest gossip, even the salacious, speculative kind that tore through the rest of the ship in just a few days. There were exceptions to this rule, of course: Lieutenant Uhura was a popular social butterfly, and as chief engineer, Scotty probably heard all kinds of talk but was wise enough not to repeat any of it while he was on duty. The ship’s first officer, though, might have been the very last to hear any of it. Spock tended to ignore all but the tallest tales even when he did hear them. In typical Vulcan fashion, he dismissed anything that lacked the potential to threaten the overall morale of the crew and fortunately, nothing had fit that description this early in the voyage.

The same privilege and separation from the lower decks that put the Bridge crew out of the loop made them a favorite subject of that same gossip. Half of the women on board carried a torch for one of the senior officers, with Captain Kirk’s boyish good looks and charm making him the clear front-runner. To some ordinary crewmen, the captain and his inner circle were more like celebrities than fellow members of Starfleet.

So when two crewmen working alongside him in the lab struck up a conversation about a relatively recent rumor, Spock took notice only when one of them remarked, “Chapel? The blonde with the great legs? Damn. Some guys have all the luck.”

His companion chuckled. “Well, I don’t see your epaulets, Sharma. Everyone knows she’s been sweet on a Bridge officer for months. You think she’s going to be interested in a lab rat?”

Spock frowned, his hands going still. Under the influence of an alien virus, Christine Chapel had confessed that she was in love with him not so long ago. He remembered the encounter with crystal clarity—and he knew that it had caused her a great deal of embarrassment. But how had that translated into this supposed common knowledge? Since neither man was paying any attention to him, however, it appeared that no one had correctly guessed for which Bridge officer the head nurse had eyes. In any case, their talk had already moved on to a different topic. Spock went back to his research, putting thoughts of Christine (and her great legs—the observation had been slightly crude but accurate nonetheless) in the back of his orderly mind.

It never occurred to him to wonder about the identity of the man.

A few days later, Spock laid claim to the empty corner of a rec room for dinner and a game of chess with Jim. The chatter from a table near the door washed over him like so much white noise as he began setting up the tridimensional board. Until—

“He was with her down there, after all. On Exo III, I mean.”

Exo III. The name was enough to pique Spock’s interest. They’d found Dr. Roger Korby—or whatever had remained of him—on that desolate planet. He lifted his eyes from the chess pieces he was arranging, unconsciously tilting his head with curiosity. The speaker was an ensign whose auburn hair was almost indistinguishable from her uniform.

“I guess chivalry’s not dead,” her dark-haired companion remarked, laughing.

“Not while Captain Kirk’s alive,” agreed the redhead. “I heard that they’ve been seeing each other for months already. If that’s true, it seems like a pretty quick rebound, but well…can you blame her?”

The brunette lifted one non-committal shoulder. “He’s not really my type.”

“Sure, you say that now, but if he turned that gigawatt smile on you—”

“It’s a megawatt smile at most.”

Both of them rose from the table and headed for the door, giggling as they continued to bicker over the order of magnitude that best described the power contained within Jim Kirk’s smile, not that either girl had probably ever seen that expression for themselves.

A deafening silence accompanied the ensigns’ departure. Spock didn’t recognize his own sudden, intense agitation until he swept the board he’d just assembled off the table. He stared with astonishment first at the mess of pieces strewn across the floor, then at his offending arm, which trembled beneath his gaze.

It is not logical to envy, he reminded himself even as he wondered if that was the sensation he was experiencing.

Christine Chapel was almost nothing to Spock—maybe not even a friend. When had they ever had a real conversation? He wasn’t available, in human parlance, even if he had the time or inclination to pursue an intimate relationship. If Christine wanted companionship and comfort in the wake of losing her own fiance, she had no reason to seek those things in him. Jim, on the other hand, was an obvious choice. Was it possible that their experience on Exo III had forged a bond between them that had grown into something more?

Even if such a thing had occurred completely unbeknownst to Spock, he wondered further: their mission was still young, had he ever seen Jim carry on a romance with a crew member? Not even with Miss Rand…

“Enough. Enough!” he muttered as he knelt down to collect the scattered chessmen. It was just some talk. There was no empirical evidence that the captain was spending time with Nurse Chapel in any capacity, and he had no reason to be jealous of such a relationship if it did exist. Such a reaction was utterly irrational. It was below him. Jim was his friend, Christine his colleague.

Ordering a cup of spice tea from the food synthesizer, Spock settled back into his seat to wait for Jim.

@multirptrash

[bees-nest]

My favorite cartoon is Gravity Falls. My favorite color is green. Never ask me any other question about my favorite anything because i do NOT know!!!

[kissingwookiees]

nolan really is allergic to having more than one female lead who also isn’t the main characters love interest, huh?

[tiffanydraco]

Here’s some thiiining inspiration ✨

Movies/ shows to watch when your thinking of binging 🎥

• Mean Girls

• Clueless

• 13 going on 30

• Bring it on ( any of them)

• Confessions of a shopaholic

• Legally Blonde

• Keeping up with the Kardashians

• My 600lb life

• Thousand Pound Sisters

• The Victoria Secret documentary (Hulu)

• Abercrombie documentary (Netflix)

Use these as motivation to not binge eat because if you binge you’ll be pounds away from your goal weight. Hunger is only a temporary thing and self discipline is sexy. ✨

[redswaberkez]

You said you could write a whole essay on the design choses of P1 and P2, could I see that? 👀

time has come and so have i 😈 (and english isnt englishing gonna use translator ahaha sry)

First, i wanted to express their difference between one of them is alive, which is p1, while the other is already dead man walking (p2) For i used p2 - cold tones, like a corpse , for p1 - warmer colour palette

and also them being blue coded bitch and red coded bitch. y'know)

speaking of p2. I like to portray him more dead than alive as i said before. he is pale cadaverous in colour with spreading acrocyanosis (blue fingers, nose and ears). because of this, his hands, his skin, his entire being are cold. don't even try to warm him up. it's useless. he shot himself and the gaping hole in his skull wont stop bleeding, and all his body functions have slowed down significantly. that's why the wound doesn't heal.

the racoon eyes symptom (reaaally dark circles under the eyes) and intraocular hemorrhage (which isn't there, just slightly red eyes instead) are appears in patients with skull fractures and i think gunshot wound also matches the description. also empty lifeless look in faded-green eyes.

p2's nose and goatee are more spikey and straight bc i feel him more sharp-shaped than p1. p2 is like an explosion havoc and spikes 💥💥💥 he WILL show with all his appearance that he is a thorn and dont touch him ot you are dead, BUT he isnt shy, or meek, or sissy and etc. it's hard NOT TO notice him. yes he IS dry, but he likes to annoy people by his existence and the bullet damaged his brains so this also will act up sometimes. Thats why his pose with gun is open with a maniacal smirk. He will shoot u for fun lmao. I gave him earrings and grown hair just bc i wanted to. no hidden meanings in there And honorable mention. his pin is dead too

P1 NOW

his palette is warmer because he is alive. fiery red hair gives an even more dangerous look (like a fly agaric). disterssed black nail polish bc he is the one who is listening to alt nu metal music. imo he would paint his nails. his eyes sparkle with hatred and madness if u look REAALY CLOOSE ((and same is on my the fiiirst art of him))

okay, we zoomed too close. Now you can see his asymmetrical glasses, they give him an even more absurd and virulent look. Something that acts on our subcortex of consciousness and tells us that something is wrong. (aaand i forgor abt p2's sunglasses ooop💀)

p1 appearance isnt too sharp-shaped bc for me. for me. his isnt an explosion like p2. p1 is a predator that will wait for you for HOURS. no sudden movements, everything is precisely calculated. His world is a havoc, but he is the one who will solve this problem. He wont spoil anything in seconds. thats why his posture is closed and strict as opposed to p2. u seee.. they are the opposites.... oooo

his gaze is heavy, he looks at everyone with disgust and distrust. medium-thick eyebrows only add heaviness, unlike p2, his eyebrows are thiiin. p1 is SICK of everyone's bullshit to be honest.

Turtleneck turtleneck... I just like turtlenecks and also character must have a wardrobe with different clothes in it, right? oh and ofc. their crosses. i explained it here

and for the ending AS I MENTIONED BEFOOOORE i gave p1 klayton's (the one w red mohawk) facial traits ON PURPOSE. but for p2... for him i unconsciously gave blue stahli's facial traits (pink one) and when i relized it it was kindaaa eye-opening SJDHFSKJD. circle is closed now. also check out their music its sooo sick i cant

[alastor-the-demon]

IM GOING TO FIND WHO DID IT AND RIP THEIR SOUL FROM THERE BODY

THAT WAS HALF OF YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS

IM GOING TO BURN DOWN THIS ENTIRE REALM

-💫 anon (apparently very protective of her friends)

"Haaa. That shaaadowowow thing.... I thiiin-in-ink it was them"

[straightyuri]

STOP MAKING HIM THIIIN

[exculis]

okay test tassels made. for this yarn, it looks like the carding brush and manually unplying the yarn is about the same result. so i will probably do the carding brush bc 1. its less time consuming and easier and 2. i can try spraying a thin thin thiiin mist of hot water on it while brushing it to hopefully train it to lay flat ish instead of twisting into a weird tube like it likes to.

thats the thing about unplying tassel yarn, it looks excellent in theory, but if you take your eyes off it for a few seconds it twists itself into a few chunky plies

[missthiiinmints]

miss thiiin mints

[catis15]

Watching the new mean girls

- NO DAD?!?!

- She wants to leave Africa???

- bitch excited to leave in this one I'm confused

- my gf and I are only watching this for the Regina tits

- watching this with our generation is hilarious, old mean girls was giving Disney this is giving actual HS so far 😂

- SHES EMBROIDERING IN CLASS POP OF

- 'care of myself' 😂😭😭😭

- AND CHOKING 😂😭😂😭

- OMG I LOVE THE GAY BITCHES SHIRT

- my three favorite colors with jaguars I WANT IT IT WOULD GO SO GREAT WITH MY MATCHING TRAPPER KEEPER :000

- my gf is so excited for Regina tits

- I love her necklace 💅

- Gretchen that blank stare is scaring me

- OK SRSLY I NEED JANICE'S ENTIRE GODAMN OUTFIT I STG PLSSS 😭

- old boy toy was cuter he's meh .

- THE OTHER FIRLS REACTION

- GURL STOP STOCKING HIM

- GURL STOP DANCING UR BEING CRINGE

- girl was almost Regina-ed

- Gretchen and Janice so me frfr

I had to stop to cook dinner but I shall be back

- Regina's top low-key cute tho

- love the lion/heyna paralell

- why is her bra showing sm 😭

- I mean good for her tbh but like

- she drives a jeep bitch gay

- my gf is gay panicking over this woman sm 😂

- bestiiiies

- that's a lot of pink

- is Regina choking himmmm

- I want to be an art therapist once im done with medical research 🥲

- she's so real like gurl I can't comfort u bish 😭

- 'mama called me beautiful I don't believe her anymore' 😭😭😭😭 baby girl noooo

- hetero alyship 😭

- she's not wrong about Halloween

- girl don't be so gullible

- boy don't follow her

- stupid stupid horny boy

- my gf is no better ATM 😂😂😂

- THEY WERE EVERYTHING 😭

- it's yes Katty not yes bitch 😭

- tho can confirm if say yes bitch or yes queen or he's gurl 😶

- girl code my ass girlcodr this bitch

- poor girl just selling candy canes 😂😭

- poor Gretchen 🥹

- those juicy added details

- love how she just closes the door 😶

- REGINA U DIDN'T

- it's not babiesh and this was not in the original 😭

- is my guy singing in French 👁️👄👁️

- he got a voice tho

- Kevin's parents 🥹

- the insurance so rl

- babydoll Gretchen noooo 😭

- her mom lmaoooo 🤣🤣🤣

- oh nuuuuu girl needs thigh day more than ever poor babes

- that's just unprofessional 🤣😭

- as a red head yes ty ty we are superior

- guuuurl her eyeshadow slays sm

- the lighting symbolism slays tbh

- owie

- her ass fine tho

- he was so passive aggressive

- awe he said her name right

- boy likes being dominated too much

- awee

- boy defend yourself that's right!!!

- uh ooooh

- he's in the thiiin I forgot what it's called but omg it's not even a caaaar 🤣😭😭😭

- as an art kid this huuurtssss

- And I want my pink shirt 🤣😭

- ughshajaj the lighting in this movie 😫

- damn she had a point she was nice to Katty and maybe she's just used to being used 🥹

- it's the boob bounce for me

- it's the tittly slap for me 😭

- I miss the animal music and narration during this scene won't lie

- the fannnn

- preaaach about the period sister 😭

- I forgot they are together

- teachers talking faaacts

- I LOVE THIS SONG I SANG ALONG OBVIOUSLY

- ugh those pants and that top I needed them

- play that guitar sweet pea

- ofc my fave song is sung by the artistic lesbian

- and dayum it ended with a bang

- we pulling out the wench card now?! :0

- ope this isn't how it happened in the movie she don't just confess does she??? It's been awhile

- and technically she didn't write it the other two did

- she nicer than me frfr

- OMG it's the dude mean girls 😂❤️

- where do ik her frommm

- the original oml also that new Irish movie

- not the grilled cheese 😂😭

- THIS HAS ONLY HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE 😭😭😭😭🥰🥰

- BITCH STFU

- support ur fellow gals

- HUNNY I DONT KNOW YOUR LIFE

- Girls so neurodivergent I don't take criticism

- welcome to science waaars she's so the math section ✨

- pop off gretch

- gurl u look pretty in that jacket yellow and blue ur colors

- bitch is a compliment goddamit

- WHY DOESN'T HE HAVE A SHIET ON 😭

- a buss pushed me 😂

- I'd think u have to give a speech too NGL lmao

- his gasp

- she's so suped up on pain meds 😂😭

- no vaping and give me that inhaler 😂😭

- factttts u two mwah mwah

- damnn that was a good ending but I wish they would've included the first one with it

[sicklyethereous]

You know it’s bad when you’re not even trying to not eat anymore and just thriving in the feeling of being 3mpty and thiiin isn’t even the real motivation it’s just the comfort of hunger.

[cyberghost-scout]

"Oh, okay, so you know about different verses. Good." Flow said, relieved. "It's never easy to explain," She said, waving her servo. "You know, treading the thin, thiiin line of keeping things to yourself and sharing--" She at the room. "The existential crisis here and there... and not sounding like you lost a screw."

"Some are safer than others, I'll tell you that much," She turned to Warwoman. "But never in my life, this place would exist..." The seeker admitted. And it was an accident to be here as well.

||_abnormal normal___||

@cyberghost-scout summoning first steps

||………………………………………|||

The walls were so, so very odd. The sounds surrounding the room and that were oddly foreign to his audio receptors echoed dully on the stroll he took. A stroll he had taken the past few, whatever they were, by now. It didn’t matter much to him now opposed to the one he had seemingly taken under his wing. For her sake he liked to think he could care, but he couldn’t. To him it was just a matter of how long it would to regain what he had lost. And if he could even return and leave this fascinating place.

So far it seemed he’d been able to keep his frame clean and out of the liquid that seemed to be ever so popular for the room. The odd infinite source of liquid and its items of small stature was somewhat interesting to observe, but nothing to keep him fully entertained or fully satisfied in processor work. The tubes and other smaller decorations that could barely handle a cog less bot..he did wonder where they did originate from…

He paused his walking and flexed his wings, he heard something different, not similar to the sounds of usual ambiance. It placed him in a stage of unrest, and hope for engagement. And with little hesitation— he walked towards it. To inspect and ensure it wasn’t something that could harm the smaller company he had.

[tryhard-bethin]

My friends don’t touch me like they touch our pretty friends

My friends don’t touch me like they touch our skinny friends.

[hosoihone]

I told my mother about my e4t1ng d1s0rd3r today. She told me that I am not sick enough to have one. I’ll prove her wrong. I’ll get so thin that all she can think about when she looks at me is how sick I am.