#And a rectangle for the stem

[madscientistphoenixlaw]

Update in exams!

I am delighted to say I did well in my Maths 2 exam today!

It was a very challenging exam, and frankly I didnt finish the Taylor series.

But I succesfully managed the graph (a funny little thing with two asymptotes and only one intercept wiith s, concavity positive all around: x^3 +4/x^2)

I also managed the optimization exercises! Lovely thing, turns out the answer was: just make it a square.

[everdreamingstarqueen]

My adhd brain substituted the word "rectangle" for the phrase "A4-shaped" while discussing laser engravings with STEM majors before loudly yelling RECTANGLE when I remembered the word *le sigh*

[wibble-wobbegong]

i love seeing other people fantasize about circus stuff bc im like hey!!! i do that!!!!

[kiabugboy]

Rectangl

(alt:)

vetulicola rectangulata swimming, it's an early stem chordate, somewhat tadpole-like motion, the 'head' in rectangulata has a rectangle shape in the front and more oval at the back, there's a line dividing the top and bottom half of the 'head' which contains five round openings identified as gill slits. It has a pointy Shark like dorsal fin at the top followed by a flat segmented tadpole like tail sticking out after the top dorsal fin)

[bignaz8]

Around 1770 BC, Babylonian scholars in ancient Mesopotamia inscribed a clay tablet (IM 67118), showcasing the Pythagorean theorem (a² + b² = c²) to calculate a rectangle’s diagonal, over 1,000 years before Greek mathematician Pythagoras. Discovered in modern-day Iraq, this tablet employs a base-60 numerical system, reflected today in our 60-minute hours, 60-second minutes, and 360° circles. The meticulous cuneiform inscriptions reveal step-by-step calculations, demonstrating sophisticated mathematical understanding. Even earlier, the Plimpton 322 tablet (c. 1800 BCE) records Pythagorean triples (e.g., 3-4-5), sets of three integers satisfying the theorem, written in elegant cuneiform. Likely used as a teaching tool for advanced students, it suggests a structured educational system for mathematical training. These artifacts, blending geometry and algebra, underscore Mesopotamia’s pioneering role in STEM, influencing modern mathematics and timekeeping systems millennia later.

[a-miniature-constellation]

Factfolk/Fact-Id Flag

PT: Factfolk/Fact-Id Flag /End PT

ID: A 9 striped flag, with every other stripe going from thick to thin. The thin stripes are about half the size of the thick stripes. From top to bottom the colors are medium warm purple, dark purple, light desaturated purple, blue gray, white, blue gray, cerulean blue, dark blue, medium blue. In the middle of the white stripe is two combined white diamonds that poke out from the stripe going into the light desaturated purple and cerulean blue stripes. In the center of the diamonds is the symbol for factfolk, an outline of a simple camera with an outline of the earth as its lens. The symbol is blue gray.

A flag for anyone under the factual identity umbrella. A factual identity in simple terms is best defined as one that has roots and connections to something or someone that currently is existing or has existed in this world (though exceptions may exist in cases such as Exofactive, again this is a simplified definition). In many cases this is a human, but it doesn't have to be. This includes, but is not limited to:

Fact- folk

Fait- / Fuck- folk

Fog- folk

-tives

-kins

-therians

-hearteds

-linkers

-chainers

-vaugers

-karditypes

-stels

Endels, IRLs, DAs, and other folks whose identity is based in, caused by, or influenced by delusions or psychosis in general

Exofactives

Pre Factives

Post Factives

Those with factual hearthomes

Those who just "are" their identity and do not label it further

People who cannot, or do not want to, label their factual identity

[To be clear, prefixes are meant to be mixed and matched]

Again, this is meant to be an inclusive but not exhaustive list. Meaning it is a list to give an idea of who is included by default, but it is by no means limited to only these folks. It is simply a baseline idea for better understanding.

Symbol:

ID: Two symbols, both the same except the first is in black, the second is in white. The outline of a simple small rectangle hand held camera. Where the lens would normally be is an outline of the earth focused over the atlantic ocean.

We wanna talk about the symbol for a minute. The flag itself doesn't have too much meaning besides the color scheme is just one we noticed being used a lot for factual identity flags, so we decided to stick to it, and thought it looked pretty. The symbol on the other hand does have meaning and importance behind it.

The first is the camera. There was a discussion some time ago about a potential fact-id symbol in a server we are in, and an option someone threw out was a camera, to parallel fict-id's common use of a book. It's stuck with us ever since. Something about the symbolism of being able to (in theory) take a picture with two of the same guys. However at some point it also struck us another side of it. A common misconception used against factfolk is they're stealing someones identity, and claiming to be the 'real' [x]. While obviously we cannot say this never happens, that is not the experience for the majority of the community. Instead a better understand is the person you are in a photograph from 10+ years ago, while you, isn't who you are now. Factfolk are in many cases, again no experience is a monolith and we do not claim to speak for the community as a whole, a version of their source. Snippets of them reproduced, but not 1:1 copies. Like how even two photos taken close together won't be exactly the same.

The second part is the earth. This part is a lot more self explanatory. It in itself represents how in majority of cases ones source is from this world. It being where the lens of the camera would be is representative of the focus of that part of the identity. How sharing a world with ones source can impact things.

It can also be easily represented with the emoji combo of 📷🌎 [earth non specific, any can be chosen. A fun choice reason could be where an identity stem from!] which we think is neat.

[riveroftales]

haiii! i love your genya work!! i was wondering if i could ask for a genya tending to you when your sick? 🍪🍪🍪

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ɴᴇᴜᴛʀᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Genya soaked the cloth under cold water, squeezing the liquid out before neatly folding it into a rectangle and placing it on your forehead.

“That’s cold..” you murmured, not having enough energy to flinch away.

“Of course it is. You’ve got an insanely high fever.” He sighed, gently pressing the cloth down. “Maybe you should start listening more often.”

An annoyed pout formed on your lips as you looked away.

“The water really wasn’t that cold..”

“Cold or not, it was infested with germs.” Genya leaned in a teasing manner as he gave you a quick peck on your cheek, which was enough to make you pull away.

“You also trying to get sick?”

A small laugh came out of Genya before he kissed your cheek again.

“Can’t show my poor darling some love?”

“That’s not what I-”

Genya cut you off with another laugh as he sat back up to soak the cloth again in the water.

“How about this?” He smiled softly. “You get as much rest as possible and make a full recovery soon. You can pay me back that way for not listening.”

Despite the playful sass in his last sentence, that was a deal you could live with.

“Deal.”

Your back was pressed against his chest while you were snuggled in a fluffy blanket. In front of you was a pile of flowers Genya had plucked earlier and he was showing you how to make a flower crown.

“We’re going to want to bring the stem up from the back, gently fold it to the left, and add another flower.. we just have to repeat all this.” He smiled softly. “And when you’re done… just secure the ends and.. voila.”

He placed the crown on your head.

“I’ve now got the perfect person in my arms.”

“You saying I wasn’t perfect before?”

“That is so not what I meant.” Genya gently poked your side, earning a small laugh from you.

“Hey!”

“Don’t twist my words!”

He continued to land playful and gentle pokes all over your torso, eventually making you fall on your back as your body hit the soft futon underneath you.

“Okay, okay! I’m sorry! I give up! I surrender!” You try to push him away with hour cheeks dusted pink from the blood rush.

Fortunately, Genya smiles and lets you off with mercy. One of his arms is placed over your head as he leans in, supporting himself over your figure and the other gently cups your face.

“I love you.”

A smile forms on your lips.

“I love you too.”

He leans in for a kiss, until you cover your mouth with your hand.

“Hey, hey. I’m still sick, remember?” You playfully push him away a little.

“God dammit.” Genya chuckles. “What about your cheek?”

“I’ve already had enough.”

“Forehead?”

“You might burn your lips from the temperature.”

“Neck?”

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Well then where the hell can I kiss you?”

“No where until I’m all perfectly fine~”

“Fuck…” he laughed, laying down next to you on his back.

Despite his insistence, he knew you meant well so he stopped asking a couple minutes later. His hand held yours as you two silently laid next to each other, and he knew he wouldn’t want his life any other way.

[two-ghouls-with-a-pen]

Mountain Ghoul General headcanons! (Romantic at the end.)

THIS STORY AND ALL MY STORIES ARE ABOUT THE CHARACTERS. NOT THE PEOPLE UNDER THE MASK!

In my head, he wears those like old-timey rectangle glasses, but he owns like multiple pairs because somehow, they always seem to break on him 

Kinda follows up on the last one, but I think he has like comically bad eyesight. Like I’m talking, when he just wakes up in the morning and doesn’t have his glasses on, he’ll bump into walls

He just gives off long hair vibes. Like, I think he has long straightish brown hair, but he’ll only let a select few people touch his hair. However, if you’re close enough, he’ll let you put it into braids and ponytails for him as well as brush it

Since he’s tall, I think he has a habit of grabbing door frames when he goes through one because it helps him duck under the ones, he’s too tall to pass under without his horns hitting the top of the doorframe

I think the ghouls are like big cats and purr, but Mountain definitely has the loudest out of all the ghouls, that is, if he's happy.

He has weird hobbies like wax seal making, or like ant keeping

He definitely has a typewriter just like lying around. He does own a computer, but occasionally he’ll bring it out to like type something before putting it back. 

Speaking of owning a laptop, he's not great at electronics. He's the type of person to own social media accounts, but his username is just his name, and he keeps a blank profile picture. 

He doesn’t get sick. He takes his vitamins every day and is super clean to make sure not to spread germs. I think he does get a little sick during the wintertime time but it's just like couple of sneezes 

Romantic Headcanons

I think his love language is a mix of Quality Time and Physical Touch.

He doesn't like to see dead or wilting flowers in your vase. Like if he sees your flowers aren't fresh anymore, he's going to get you a new one

While he does like to buy you bouquets from the local flower shop, he often goes out into the forest behind the Ministry and makes you a bouquet of wildflowers himself.

He really likes to kiss your shoulders, like if your shoulders are out, he’ll take the time to bend down and kiss your shoulder.

Usually, though, he kisses you mostly on your head or face because kissing you anywhere else multiple times a day hurts his back cause he has to bend over.

He LOVES it if you stay with him while he practices playing the drums. He even lets you sit on his lap while he plays, if it encourages you to stay for a while

He WANTS you to mess with his hair, especially if you're styling or brushing it for him, he LOVES it.

This stems from his love language being Quality Time, but I think he really likes it if y'all go on walks or hikes together. Plus, if you get tired, you can sit on his shoulders piggyback the rest of the way.

He finds bathing together the most intimate thing y'all can do together, like he’ll make all sorts of scrubs and balms with his plants just for y'all to use when you shower together (If you let him)

He likes it when you let him put his head on your chest. If you have boobs that's fine, he’ll use them as a pillow if not he just wants to listen to your heart as he relaxes because it puts the urge to protect you at ease while he sleeps or lays down with you. 

Y'all please send me requests! I have a post about requests on my page - Dazey

[slowcatsisland]

Black Leg Sanji; Physical Characteristics Headcanons

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His hair was naturally straight but over the course of his time of his Baratie, Zeff has noticed that his hair is more fluffier and wavier than when he first met Sanji.

Some of the small baby hairs he has at the back of his neck curl specifically to his right.

When he’s missing Zeff he’ll put small braids in his hair. They are normally on the side of his head with his eye covered more in the back. He normally does this but once Robin offered to help him and he blushed so hard he couldn’t even respond- he just nodded his head with a smile.

His natural smell is something like cleaning supplies if that makes sense? Like, it’s very faint, it smells clean or like a type of alternative spring water? It stems from the mutations in his DNA.

He also doesn’t have a strong natural musk smell either, you can only smell his armpits and his feet..if ur close enough that is

His scent now though is primarily cigarettes, seafood, and his cologne. His cologne is rather strong because he gets worried that the cigarette smell isn’t attractive to women (He carries mints bc of this). His cologne smells woody and lavender ish. (He got it from Zeff)

BUT he also smells like whatever he cooked that day, especially if the prep took a long time. So the only constant in his scent is the smell of cigarettes

Honestly I thought he had deep brown eyes and looked like a baby doe before it kinda became canon ish that he had blue eyes lol but it makes more sense for him to have blue eyes bc of Sora

His eyes are a grey blue and the blue pops out more when he cries

His outside eyes kinda slant down more to the side of this temples idk how to describe it but ykwim

He’s tried shaving the swirl of his eyebrows, it doesn’t work

I love love love the headcanon that the end of Sanji’s swirl forms a heart <3

His nose is kinda prominent in his face (kinda like his LA Taz Skylar but different) . It looks like what you call a ‘greek nose’. His bridge used to be very straight and it could still be considered straight but it’s been broken by his siblings before so it’s a little larger than it used to be yk? Sora used to kiss up his nose bridge when he would cry around her

Actually I think we all agree Sanji has more of a hooked/curve nose than anything else. Secondary nose for him is a straight, sturdy one

His bottom lip is actually pretty full, and he has a habit of chewing on it that swells it slightly and darkens the color too. His lips curls really easily into a smirky, snazzy smile yk? Like-

Dimple on his cheek……dimple….

His face gets flushed so easily when he’s flustered or embarrassed. Zoro has caught him off guard so many times and it always ends up with Sanji yelling with a pink face

He shaves his face pretty well but his hair doesn’t grow that fast anywhere on him so he could go for a solid couple of days without looking unkempt

Edit: I read a line of another person’s post talking about Sanji having red blotches along mainly his face but also his arms, upper back/shoulder area and hands from being sunburned while stranded on the rock with Zeff and I-

His smoke puffs sometimes form hearts. It just happens

He generally has good posture until he’s by himself and he hunches and slouches his shoulders horribly when he relaxes. His good posture stems from Germa, Zeff, and his desire to attract women. When he’s scared because his past (nightmares, talk of Germa, etc) his posture worsens.

He has a good amount of scars from his childhood but his skin fades very easily.

His worst scars are from lightning (Niji, Enel)

His body is more of a vertical rectangle shape. More toned. His legs are the most ripped part of him (obvi) so it sets him up nicely in clothes because his frame never becomes imposing.

He is so so warm like he’s constantly producing heat and when it’s cold he can warm you up so quick just by hugging you (kinda goes into his ability to create fire)

He is extremely flexible. His back is the least flexible part of him tho ykwim?

I’ve read a theory before that all the Germa kids have the ‘6’ tattooed on their thighs.

I’ve also read a fic before about Sanji having the number 3 tattooed/engraved in his skin that he didn’t know about bc it was on his back or smth until I think Chopper told him

Just thought I’d put that out there..

His hands are literally beautiful. His nails are almost always as short as they can be (bc chef) but they don’t have any scarring at all. He’s also one of those ppl with longer fingers and it helps a lot when he’s cooking’s

He has hips trust!! Yes he uses a belt but only bc it looks good I swear he doesn’t need it he has hips (crying emoji)

His leg muscles are terrifying to look at like they are sooo defined. And big. Def has a clear line that separates his thigh muscles from his quad yk? He can also flex his calve muscles really well.

Bro also has a pretty booty. But it’s all hard and all muscle so not much giggling happens back there lolll

He has ugly feet. I mean the structure is good and if they got broke/bunion they go back to how they were (Germa genes)

He doesn’t take care of them at all. Not even after fighting unless they hurt really, really badly/got injured. Everyday tasks also put stress on his feet because of his dress shoes but he doesn’t prioritize it at all. He’s got lots of blisters and red sore spots.

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I might make this a series this was fun

Mwah 😽

[foreverrandomwritings]

Oral Fixation

Summary: The five times Bradley takes note of your oral fixation. Then the one time he decides to say something to you. (I was watching both Legally Blonde movies when writing this last night so it turned out kind of pink)

Pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x afab!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, rough deployments, insecurities, alcohol, bars, clubs, sex MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY.

Word count: 3660

Masterlist

One

The first time you met was also coincidentally the first time he noticed your oral fixation. You had been transferred into fightertown from an overseas position. You were a new Psychologist and had been tasked with going around to pretty much everyone on base to inquire about their desire for a therapist. You had found most of the dagger squad in the rec room. Payback, Fanboy and Coyote were all up in the sky and the rest of them were lounging around the room. 

Bradley had turned his head away from the movie on the tv in front of him at the sound of your closed toe pink heels clicking along the tiles of the ground. His eye’s worked their way up from your feet, to your light gray slacks up to the pretty pink silk button up tucked away inside of them. When his eyes finally landed on your face you had been sucking on your cheek. As your eyes connected to his own you let go of your cheek and gave him a sheepish smile. 

“Hi, I’m the new clinical psychologist on base. Vice Admiral Simpson suggested I go around and introduce myself.” You stuck out your hand expectantly. He gave you a smirk wrapping his much larger hand around your own. 

“Bradley Bradshaw, callsign Rooster, Ma’am.” His hand was still clasped with your own, but you didn’t seem to mind. The screams of victory from Phoenix and Bob as they won a game of foosball against Yale and Harvard had your hands separating reluctantly. 

“Here’s my card.” You pulled a stack of them out of your pants pocket. Slipping one out of the pink rubber band they were wrapped in you handed him the small white rectangle. 

“I already have a therapist off base. But is there any way I can call you for dinner?” The boldness of his question had your cheeks heating. You pulled your lip between your teeth, debating how to respond to him. 

“I don’t see why that would be a problem.” You gave him a sweet smile before slipping away from him and working to the other aviators in the room. He watched your every move admiring the way you so easily conversed with the group. He noticed your eyes light up when you got to Hangman and his lips pulled into a frown. He couldn’t hear what you were saying as the two of you were on the other side of the room. 

Jake reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a small container of toothpicks. He shook one out and handed it to you with a smirk. You said something to him before passing him one of your cards and taking the toothpick from him. Bradley watched you place the little piece of spearmint wood between your teeth. Your shoulders relaxed as you closed your lips around the object. Then you were walking his way again and he quickly flicked his eyes back to the tv not wanting to get caught staring. But you had felt his eyes on you the whole time you were in the room. 

Two 

The second time he notices your oral fixation is while you are about a month into dating. He had asked you to go to the hard deck with him. It’s a slow night so you are sitting at the bar talking to Penny. Bradley is at a table with Natasha while she goes on about the double date she and Bob just went on the night before. He was only half listening however. His eyes were focused on your form clad in a pair of high waisted light wash ripped skinny jeans and a bright pink cropped tank top. 

Penny had a customer so she had been helping them which had left you alone briefly. You plucked the cherry from the bottom of your glass and pulled the fruit off the stem. You chewed it quickly before slipping the stem into your mouth. You absentmindedly worked the stem around your mouth as you scanned the bar. Your eyes met Bradleys and you gave him a toothy grin showing him the knot you had made proudly. He sent you a wink and a thumbs up. 

“Are you even paying attention to me?” Natasha huffed out at him dramatically. He turned to his best friend sat across from him and gave her an apologetic look. 

“I’m sorry about that. What were you saying about your date?” The female aviator rolled her eyes before continuing her story. He listened more intently this time actually nodding along and conversing with her as she spoke.

“I’m gonna go grab another beer. You want one too?” He asked her as he stood up, their conversation had ended a moment ago and they had just sat in comfortable silence. But Bradley was desperate to be next to you so he could take in the smell of your floral perfume. Natasha grunted in response, handing him the empty bottle she had been peeling the label from. 

“Hi there cherry blossom.” The long nickname had stuck like glue when he had first laid eyes on the pink flowers tattooed across your back. 

“Roos.” You giggled at him, the silver chain with a single delicate pearl around your neck moving along with your chest. 

“Are you drunk?” His eyes took in the knotted stem filled napkin beside you. He knew Penny had to have been doubling the cherries with the amount he saw. 

“Just a little tipsy. Penny makes amazing drinks, Roos.” You punctuated the sentence by taking a sip of your drink loudly. Bradley let out a laugh at your dramatic show, shaking his head playfully. As you pulled the glass away from your lips a few drops fell along your chin. He moved his thumb up quickly, swiping the drops away. He was going to wipe it off on his jeans but you pulled his thumb up to your mouth and sucked his thumb between your lips. You gave it a small bite before pulling your mouth away.

“Feel like taking a walk to the Bronco with me real quick.” He blinked at you slowly as you uttered the words. 

“Uh yea... Yeap. That sounds good.” He all but dragged you out of the bar, his and Natasha’s drinks forgotten. You eagerly pushed him into the backseat before climbing in beside him. He experienced the best blow job of his life that night. 

Three

The third time he noticed your oral fixation was when he had walked into your office on your lunch break. You were sitting at your desk biting off pieces of twizzlers aggressively. You hadn’t noticed Bradley yet so he sat in the doorway admiring the way you looked. Your eyes were narrowed at your paper and your pen gilded across it making harsh marks along it. 

“You’re gonna rip your paper if you press any harder.” Your hand came up to your chest quickly, eyes widening. 

“Bradley, I didn’t hear you come in.” You glanced at your watch, sat upon your wrist and flenched. Eye’s slowly moved from the screen up to your boyfriend. 

“I didn’t realize what time it was. I’m trying to get through some patient notes. I’m so sorry.” You were supposed to meet him in the cafeteria and have lunch with him there. But you had just had a group come back from a rough deployment and had been swamped with paperwork from their sessions. 

“It’s alright. I knew work has been rough lately so I figured I’d bring lunch to you.” He held up the bag that you had worked together to pack the night before.

“What would I do without you?” You asked him as you rolled your chair back standing up and coming around the desk. Bradley closed the door and moved farther into the room. He opened up your cabinet where you had hidden a microwave and popped in your pasta. 

“You’d be left severely unsatisfied.” You hummed at the double meaning sitting down on the couch usually left for patients to sit on. 

“How was work today?” You questioned him sweetly, smoothing out the material of your checkered pink pencil skirt. 

“Went pretty well. We’re going over a new manual for a few tester planes we might get the chance to fly.” You had heard rumors around the base that the aviators were going to get some cool new toys to play with soon. The microwave alerted Bradley, it was done and he pulled the food out of it before closing the cabinet back. 

“Here you go.” You took the food from him eagerly as he held it out for you. Spinning the pasta around on your fork before taking a large bite. You both sat and ate in silence enjoying the other's company and the good food. As you took the last bite of your pasta you held the plastic fork to your lips. The prongs slipped between your lips and you started to slowly gnaw on the material. Your watch furiously buzzed where it was sitting on your wrist. That seemed to jerk you from your thoughts. You looked at the clock hanging on the wall opposite you and groaned. 

“I’ve got a patient coming in five minutes and I still need to pull everything up from our last session. I hate to cut this short but I’m gonna have to kick you out.” Your lips were set in a pout as you gazed at him. He closed the gap between you, giving you a few quick pecks on your lips before pulling away, listening to you whine pathetically as he did. 

“That’s alright pretty girl. I’ve gotta get back to the hangar anyways.” He stood up and grabbed your container before slipping them both into the lunch box. He grabbed your fork as well and went to throw it away, taking note of the teeth marks embedded in the plastic. He’d have to ask you about your constant need for oral stimulation one day. 

Four

The fourth time he notices your oral fixation he kinda blames it on you being drunk. You’re out celebrating your friend's birthday at a club and Bradley had volunteered to be the designated driver that night for you and your three friends. You were going through shots like it was your job. He had sat at a booth in the corner keeping an eye on you guys as well as keeping an eye on your stuff sat on the table top. 

You had bumped into Jake at some point through the night and had conned him into giving you some of his toothpicks. You had then proceeded to chew through all of them in under an hour. Bradley watched you throw away the last one as it had snapped between your teeth with a pout on your lips. You then scanned the crowd quickly before your eyes landed on him and your face lit up. He watched you weave through the sea of dancing bodies quickly before you were sliding into the booth next to him. 

“How can I help you, pretty girl?” Your already warm cheeks warmed even more at the compliment. 

“You’re so handsome, Roos. Have I told you that already?” You hiccuped as you took his hand in your own. 

“Doesn’t matter much if I did. I’ll tell you till I can’t breathe anymore.” You looked at him with hooded eyes as you brought his hand to your mouth and started to work your soft lip gloss coated lips across the rough skin in open mouthed kisses. 

“You’re smearing your lip gloss everywhere cherry blossom.” He didn’t mind that you were getting it on his skin but he knew you’d be a little upset with the way the pink glitter was coating your face. 

“It’s alright.” You threw his arm over your shoulder and sidled up next to him. He groaned as you laid your lips on his neck. You nipped and licked at the skin languidly. 

“Come on, it’s girls night. He’s not here for you to play vampire with.” You pulled away from him slowly at your friend's words. 

“I’m taking this.” You plucked the small black straw from his glass of Coke, before slipping from the booth. You adjusted your glittery pink dress as you stood and wiped your lip gloss off your face with a napkin. You placed the straw between your lips and gave him a wink. 

You shimmed your way between two of your friends and danced with them for a while. Your teeth chewed on the straw as you lost yourself to the songs. Eventually your friends slipped back to the bar and you took the opportunity to slip back to your mustached boyfriend. He was going to playfully scold you for leaving your friends again but you didn’t give him a chance. 

You scooted into the booth and planted your lips against his. He brought one of his hands up to rest against your face as you pulled his bottom lip between your teeth and sucked on it for a moment. He thought briefly about where your straw had gone but his thoughts were cleared as you slipped your tongue between his lips. Drunk you just couldn’t keep your mouth busy enough it seemed. But he wasn’t complaining one bit. 

Five

The fifth time he had noticed your oral fixation had been one of the funniest. You were both covered in sea water sitting inside an ice cream shop that was along the strip of shops on the coast of the beach. You had gotten done with your ice cream cone way before the tall man sat beside you. He had insisted on getting the largest size they had. You told him you were worried about it melting everywhere but he had shooed you off. 

“I’m gonna go get some gum.” You had spotted a gumball machine when you had first walked into the a/c filled building. 

You dug out a few quarters from your purse and inserted them into the slot. You turned it a couple times before lifting the flap. The handful of pink gumballs filled your hand and you hummed in delight. As you sat back at the table with your boyfriend you slipped two gumballs into your mouth. You chewed on them animatedly, occasionally telling him about something funny that had happened in the show you were watching.

“Fuck.” He had been much slower with his ice cream than he expected and it had started to melt all over his hand.

“Oh here let me get that.” He thought you were gonna reach for a napkin but instead you pulled his fingers to your lips. You popped each one into your mouth, licking all the Chocolate and sprinkles off his fingers. He gave you a bewildered look as you nibbled on each finger tip gently. 

“There ya go all clean.” You seemed proud of yourself for the way you cleaned him off. You grabbed a napkin out of the silver napkin holder and wiped his mustache clean as well. 

“Thank you pretty girl.” You gave him a toothy grin before popping another pink ball into your mouth. You continued on with the funny story you were telling him and he continued to eat his ice cream. Neither of you mentioned what just happened. 

Six

The sixth time he noticed your oral fixation was also the time he decided to ask you about it. It had been the morning after a few intense rounds of sex. You had been out of town for a week at a conference and had just gotten back and the night had been passionate. He had woken up before you which wasn’t a surprise, the jet lag from the trip paired with the activities of the prior night had caught up with you quickly. He slipped on  a pair of his shorts he grabbed from the floor. Then he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth. His sleepy eyes took in his shirtless form in the mirror and dropped his toothbrush into the sink. 

There were blue, purple, green and red marks all over his chest, neck and arms. Some of them looked like hickies, others looked like teeth marks. His finger came to run across every mark he could see. He was used to the occasional mark after sex with you but this was another level for the two of you. But he didn’t mind one bit. He was actually ecstatic to have the marks splayed along his body. 

His mind flashed to a tiktok he had seen recently about something called an oral fixation. He thought back to all the times he realized your need for oral stimulation. All the dots seemed to connect as he recalled the information from the short video. He decided to do some research before making breakfast for the both of you. He sat downstairs with his laptop for almost an hour taking notes occasionally in a notebook he kept around the house. 

After about an hour his stomach started to rumble and he closed his laptop. He slipped on an old navy crew neck he grabbed from the dryer before starting on the French toast, eggs and bacon. He knew you’d be hungry after your intense session last night so he made plenty of food. He was just getting done with your matcha latte when you made your way into the kitchen. You had on a pink babydoll nightgown and your hair was a mess. 

“Smells good in here.” You told him as a yawn slipped past your lips. He gave you a peck on the lips when you wrapped your arms around his middle and laid your chin on his chest. 

“I’m almost done with your matcha latte. Why don’t you go sit down and eat?” He nodded his head over to the kitchen island. You puckered your lips at him, batting your lashes at him lazily. He placed his lips upon yours once more before you slipped out of his arms. He landed a smack on your ass as you walked away causing you to gasp. 

He was sitting on a stool next to you after a couple of minutes. You moaned as you put the first bite of French toast in your mouth. He felt pride swell in his chest as the thought of you loving his food so much. He had learned everything he knew from his mother so it always made him happy when you showed how much you enjoyed it. The many cookbooks in the pantry held so many recipes that you were more than pleased to try. 

You guys conversed easily, talking about your seperate week. You took another long sip from your latte as you fixed your eyes on him. He was telling you a funny story about something stupid Maverick had said. You hadn’t realized you had zoned out until Bradley laid a hand on your leg. You stopped chewing on the rubber bit wrapped around the tip of your metal straw. Eyes refocusing on the man in front of you. 

“Do you have an oral fixation cherry blossom?” Bradley felt bad saying it so bluntly when you stopped drinking your match latte and pulled the straw out of your mouth. Your eyes focused on the floor beneath your pink slipper clad feet. You played with the hem of your night dress giving him a nonchalant shrug. 

“It’s okay if you do babe. I just gotta know what I can do to help you.” His finger hooked under your chin bringing your face up so he could see it. 

“It’s something that started as a kid. I normally do it unconsciously. Most of the time it’s when I’m stressed out, tired or need something to do.” You had been told by people before how weird it was. You were constantly chewing on random stuff, eating or chewing gum. Sometimes when you were with a partner you liked to give them love bites. It hadn’t crossed your mind however that you hadn’t told Bradley about the quirk. 

“I love you very much and you are valid to need to stimulate yourself. I’m not judging you. I did some research on it this morning while you slept. Just in case you did, I’d understand it better.” He could tell you were feeling uncomfortable thinking he was making fun of you. You were speechless at his words. No one had ever gone out of their way to understand your unique way of needing stimulation. 

“I’m guessing from what I learned this morning that the marks you left on me last night was your need to feel close to me and grounded during the vigorous activities.” You cocked your head to the side looking down at his shirt. You noticed some hickey marks along his neck but those were pretty normal for the pair of you. He reached for the hem of his crew neck and pulled it up. You gasped a hand coming up to your lips as you looked at the marks decorating his tanned skin. 

“Oh Bradley I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You carefully placed a hand on one especially harsh mark on his chest. 

“It doesn’t hurt, pretty girl. I like that you were comfortable enough with me to be able to stimulate yourself the way you needed to.” He gave you a reassuring smile as he dragged his shirt back down. 

“If you want we can go for another round. You can leave some on my back too.” His eyes held mischief as he looked at you.

“I love you so fucking much.” You giggled before launching yourself out of your stool and collided with the solid mass that was your boyfriend. You were on cloud nine from the open communication from the man you were lucky enough to call your own. 

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this. Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated. 

Tags(open): @wkndwlff​ @sylviebell​ @eternallyvenus​ @loving-and-dreaming​ @princess76179​ @kmc1989​ 

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📺 The Sims 2 re-release is a mess - Corruption Update

From video description:

Marticore's video (introduction for new TS2 players):

FakeGamerGirl's video:

Tumblr post with Manage Inventory speculation:

I forgot to mention the fact that EA devs have heavily inspired themselves with Nopke's shadow fix lol. More info about it here:

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Tutorial: MH Creepro neck and Arm fix

Posting this here because I keep getting questions about how I've been fixing my MH Creeproduction bodies to look a little less janky! Most people already have these techniques in their arsenal (and can definitely do a better job than me) but I keep getting questions on Twitter about how I manage to fix mine so I figure I'd just post a tut on Tumblr that I can link to lol This is an add-on to my previous post about the neck issue with both waves of Monster High Creeproductions in addition to another issue where the Creepro arms cannot lay flat against the sides of the body. Tutorial below!

Supplies Needed:

-Shitty creepro body

-Some sandpaper, I've been using 320 grit

-Boiling water We're going to start with the neck since that one is pretty quick.

This is the neck peg to start with, compared to an original G1 neck peg- the section we're concerned with is the circular peg right above the neck hole:

(Creepro on the left, original on the right) the Creeproduction peg is significantly thicker, which is causing the head to sit lower on the neck and cause the vinyl to deform. We're going to fix that by sanding the underside of the neck peg until it's much thinner, but not quite as thin as the originals (since original g1 dolls frequently have loose necks lol)

First you'll want to cut out a rectangle of sandpaper and fold it in half; this is both to make the sandpaper less flimsy and also because the folded edge is good for sanding nooks and crannies.

Now you're going to sand all around underside of the circular neck peg shown here, until that whole circular peg is thinner:

Make sure not to use the folded edge of the sandpaper for this part of the tutorial, we don't want to accidentally carve into the "stem" of the neck peg and cause it to snap. I like to sand off a bit, try the head on and then sand off a bit more if it's still not sitting as high as an original MH neck would. Make sure you're heating the heads prior to removal or you might break the neck peg. And also chop off that stupid hook on the top of the circular peg, it does nothing but cause misery lol This is typically what it looks like when I've sanded it as much as I need to for most dolls:

(after on the left, before on the right) Some characters have heads that sit much higher on the neck originally (like Spectra) so I'll sand off a lot more for them, but ymmv.

Now onto the body!

So, this is the Creeproduction body as-is:

This is the flattest I can get her arms to her sides. Some creepros can get them flatter, but not by much. Original G1 body arms already tend not to lay flat enough in my experience, but Creeproduction bodies are even worse lol We're going to fix that with sandpaper and boiling water! Provided below is an illustration of the general places that we are going to sand:

The notch under the ball joint of the arm, the area directly below the armpit and a tiny bit of the round area on the underside of the upper arm. We're going to sand a little off of each section.

For the notch in the arm, you're going to use the folded edge of the sandpaper to carve out the notch until it's a bit deeper than previously.

No, it's not pretty! Thank you for noticing lol

Next we're going to sand the armpit area, using the other edges of the sandpaper because we don't want to dig into the arm at all accidentally:

As well as this rounded area of the arm , not too much but enough to make it just a little flatter:

I left it raw to better show exactly where I'm sanding; most of the visible sand marks will disappear after washing but you can clean it up more with a finer sandpaper when you're done if you want. I'm just too lazy to do that lol

After all of that, your arm should sit more or less like the arm on the right (left unsanded for comparison)

Much better, but not quite there yet!

Modern G1 bodies have vinyl upper arms that are easy to manipulate with heat, so in order to get them as flat as possible we're doing to boil and reshape them. I like to boil my water in the microwave, and then dip the entire upper torso into the water until the arms are super pliable. At this point I will pull them out, pinch the arms right up against the body with my thumb and forefinger and then run them under the tap until they set. Your final result should look something like this:

And that's it! Hope that helps lol

Some shoddy before and after photos lol:

(Spectra was also rerooted lol)

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Inspired by a comment @labskeever left about noticing how many beads are in my pieces, I decided to try calculating how many were used in my Indroil Nerevar piece!

Bare with me I am trained as a social scientist, not in STEM so this will be an approximation. If you see an issue with the math I would like you to let it be as I haven't had math homework in years, this was just for fun :)

I started with dividing everything into shapes I could calculate the area of and labeled them R for Rectangle, T for Triangle, and SC for Semi-Circle as well as their number. Likewise I have labeled the red shaded areas and will subtract them, they are indicated with -T and their corresponding number. Under the Cut for length:

= rounded for two decimal points

Rectangles

R1 = 19.7cm x 5.7cm R2 = 16.8cm x 6.8cm R3 = 11.8cm x 6.6cm R4 = 3.6cm x 4.2cm AR1 = 112.29cm² AR2 = 114.24cm² AR3 = 77.88cm² AR4= 15.12cm² Total Rectangle Area = 319.53cm²

Triangles

I don't wanna have to try and format the equation for the surface area of a triangle so I'm here is the measurements and A for each:

T1: b = 8.4cm h = 5.4cm T2: b = 2.9cm h =2cm T3: b = 3cm h =2.1cm

AT1 = 28.68cm²* AT2 =2.9cm² AT3 = 3.15cm²*

Total Triangle Area = 34.73cm²* Total Updated Surface Area =354.26cm²*

Semi-Circle

SC1 = r = 1.2cm d = 7.2cm ASC1 = 20.36cm²*

Total Area Before Subtraction = 374.62cm²*

Subtraction

-T1: b = 9.6cm h = 4.4cm -T2: b =3.2cm h = 3.5cm -T3: b= 1.2cm h = 2.2cm -T4: b = 3cm h = 2.8cm

A-T1 = 21.12cm² A-T2= 5.6cm²* A-T3 = 1.32cm² A-T4 = 4.2cm²* Total Minus Area: 32.24cm²*

Total Area after Subtraction: 374.62cm²*- 32.24cm²* = 342.38cm²*

Now the fun part 😊 I use size 10 seed beads czech glass beads which according to Wandering Bull (Indigenous Bead Store) 24 of these type can fit in a in². I'll be honest I'm tired as hell at this point so I'm just gonna convert the surface area to inches because it's easier.

342.38cm²* = 134.8in²*

24 x 134.8 = 3235.2 Beads

There we have it! That is approximately how many seed beads I used to make him. And since he took 74ish hours that works out to 43.7 beads an hour! Obviously this was difficult to measure but this is the best I could do. I used online calculators for everything, I'm hoping i didn't make a mistake but as I said early it has been some time since I've had to do anything like this.

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fiber observations (knitting edition): peduncle silk

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peduncle silk from type of wild tussah silk worm. what typically think of as tussah silk, is from cocoon. but peduncle silk from stem part. n like stem, peduncle silk processed from it very stiff apparently because “glue” that bind it together.

it so called “rare fiber,” but not sure if it rare because actual few in number, or like. time consuming process for fiber that not very useful beyond niche fiber artist “ooo new thing let’s try.”

anyway. got some peduncle silk yarn some time ago to do exactly that “ooo new thing let’s try” thingie.

[id: hank of peduncle silk yarn that functionally described below. end id]

in real life it dark yellowish brown color that have these “inclusions” of lighter stuff that almost look like tweed. not sure if it just how yarn processed or how peduncle silk. it DK weight n each hank said have 200 yards. n have 5 hank of it, if careful, can make small adult sweater for me. it not my usual color by any means (pastel & bright rainbow), but again “ooo new thing let’s try,” & rarely wear/make anything other than sweater, so, sweater 👍

people (primarily spinners) online said it feel more like wool than silk, n think that pretty accurate—though me would say feel more like cotton than silk. am big avid cotton not-enjoyer, so don’t knit or spin with it to able compare actual properties, but avid not enjoyer mean can feel yarn n immediately tell it cotton/cotton majority. n. this feel more similar to cotton than wool. but mentally less barrier to it because “ooo new thing let’s try.”

it shipped to me damp n dried since then, but in hank form there still feeling of. like. damp. but it dry. but feel damp.

definitely not something would use regularly (or again after this project) though (tho same seller also had lace version so maybe will make shawl from it just for fart fun of it. don’t think will have very good drape bc stiff but funny rare experiment). harder get + only one color (natural/unbleached) + feel.

[id: two picture of same knitted rectangle from yarn. there centimeter ruler on it horizontal and vertical. there also US 6 bamboo needle near by. end id]

knit swatch with US 6 bamboo needle. pre wet blocking. cast on 20 st & it about 9.25 cm wide. knit about 19 st / 21 st if count cast on bind off (unconventional number but got lazy), n it about 7 cm long.

way yarn itself made is… think like 10 ply or something. anyway many lace singles loosely together into yarn. not enjoy that as much… come undone on needle.

it not very slippery, opposite of slippery, so may move to metal needles when do real thing n see. as someone who primarily knit wool & never knit cotton, this yarn idea of what “wool-y cotton” think would feel like to me. if make any sense. but not wool.

immediately after wash, still wet:

[id: first picture hold knitted rectangle in hand against light wood background. next two picture measure rectangle with ruler again. knitted rectangle not look much different. end id]

basically, not much different. with some stretch n shape n put back together, width grew a little to 10 cm, but length not change. not sure why didn’t expect it (prob because last project superwash merino…), but make sense, because stiff.

keep forget this animal/protein fiber not plant fiber.

when wet, have smell. like wet wool have wet sheep smell, this have… wet peduncle silk smell? what associate with damp corners. oh and WET DIRT. really smell like wet dirt.

n. stiffness no joke

[id: first picture of rectangle scrunched up & remaining it shape. second picture of it be stretched very long length wise n remain shape. end id]

like scrunch it up n put it on table not so carefully n take time for photo, still very remain shape, no sign of move. same for pull stretch really out n still mostly stay there.

second picture visually remind me of superwash merino. except in reality opposite of it—superwash merino feel floppy. uncontrollable growth. once it stretch you need accept fate. (until say fuck you n throwing dryer for few minutes that is). this more… stiff n rigid. you need be one to stretch it. n then put it back in shape n it measurement not change much at all.

anyway. it still wet on table. gonna see if any different when dry, but doubt any. hard imagine what it like to wear it with just swatch (wet swatch at that), but would imagine it not spiky but more heavy. curious about warmth. it look quite thick for dk but measured n indeed dk.

thinking about knit field sweater on ravelry (feel like right vibe for color). scared about it bc people say pattern poorly written/translated. but there lots notes online so hoping go okay.

[op nonverbal autistic with communication impairment disability. do not comment about how talk. still english not need “translate.” do not rephrase into “proper” english without ask.]

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Dissofungus

Pt: Dissofungus :end pt

Dissospecies terms describing a involuntary disconnect one has with their species, causing them to feel they are, or should be, a fungus.

Coined for day 1 of @crowdsourcedgender's event using the prompt fungi!

Mentions / tags: @dissodic-archive, @radiomogai, @kiruliom, @rwuffles, @smilepilled

Banner transcript: This term was made by an Endogenic. Anyone can use it however (So don't repost or recoin, ask before adding to wikis) :End Transcript

Written flag id under the cut, same as alt text.

Main flag id: a flag with different shapes and colors that look like an abstract mushroom. Three curved red, pink, and white stripes with fluffy scalloped edges make up the cap. The stem is represented by four rectangle shapes in different shades of brown, the center being the darkest, with the stripes going out becoming lighter. The gills are shown as white and beige shapes that look like fur or hair. In the center of the flag is the dissomei symbol, a stylized brain, colored dark beige. It is outlined twice, first in a gradient that goes from light brown to a cream shaped like a mushroom, and then again in a dark brown. :end id

Alt flag id: a flag with different shapes and colors that look like an abstract mushroom. Three curved red, pink, and white stripes with fluffy scalloped edges make up the cap. The stem is represented by four rectangle shapes in different shades of brown, the center being the darkest, with the stripes going out becoming lighter. The gills are shown as white and beige shapes that look like fur or hair. In the center of the flag is the dissomei symbol, a stylized brain, colored dark beige. It is outlined twice, first in a gradient that goes from light brown to a cream, and then again in a dark brown. :end id

plain flag id: a flag with different shapes and colors that look like an abstract mushroom. Three curved red, pink, and white stripes with fluffy scalloped edges make up the cap. The stem is represented by four rectangle shapes in different shades of brown, the center being the darkest, with the stripes going out becoming lighter. The gills are shown as white and beige shapes that look like fur or hair :end id

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Nests- what from, for what and when for

Nesting is an instinct present in omegas that often brings them the most comfort. Nest are made of many soft materials such as linen, pillows, sheets, blankets, plushies etc. that hold scent for a long periods of time. They are highly personal and individual for each omega and being in one that hasn't been made by your family is an priviledge and an act of utter trust. But even if nests look similiar, they may vary in use and purpose.

Common Nest Materials

Bed

Not exactly a material per se but the most important part of nest, bed gives it ,,skeleton'' that make them more comfortable and less floory. Normal beds of course exists but there are some designs of them that are more appealing for omegas and have steady popularity because of it.

Omegas often choose beds that have closed space, resebling a nook that you can easily hide in. It can be achieved by building in the bed, equipping it with canopy, curtains or even snagging a tent! But remember that exceptions always exist and omegas can live in normal rectangle ones.

Blankets&Sheets

They are often made from soft, scent holding materials. They are commonly light but omegas can also buy heavy weighted ones for extra comfort if they wish. It depends on the person's tastes.

Pillows

Long and short, smooth or fluffy, round or squared etc etc. There are many great designs of soft pillows that can strike you fancy. Average pillows are the most often choosed option but long body ones are very close behind! Omegas like to hug things after all and there are also specially designed pillows for pregnant omegas and betas that can be a life saver

Clothes

Used clothes are common but not only restricted to them, they are most used in nests during heat and pregnancy. The longer used by them or significant other, the better!

Types of Nests

Comfort nests

They are the only type of nest that can be made by all secondary genders, even if omegas make them the most and best. Dynamics make them for as name descibes- comfort. They want to feel safe when they are for example sick, stressed, anxious or sad. They are constructed from closest available materials from bed and simply have to smell good and feel safe. They stem from childhood memories where babies spend their first years in mothers nest. All people associate them with security and stability because of this and often try to replicate them to feel safe, regardless of secondary gender.

Heat Nests

The most known nest type, omegas use them when they are close, in and little after their heat. When Omega has no mate, the nests are often similiar to comfort ones, albeit there are some things stolen from their family members as a buffer and source of additional comfort. When Omegas DO have a mate, they want to be surrounded by the scent of them, so they resort to cloth thievery and Laundry heists for maximum effect. The nest is a perfect combination of them and their mate.

Pregnancy Nests

They are the sturdiest and long-lasting of them all, being made during pregnancy and are used for it's remaining months, birth and first developmental years of ther childrens lives. Less priviledged people use their normal beds as the place they will build it in, but those with more money can dedicate entire room for such a nest. The beds are often round in shape or spacious, with curtains or something to separate the parents and children from outside world.

Kiddy nests

They are often made by the parent or the child themselves as a imitation behaviour or playing. The plushies and pillows are the most popular ingredient in those nests. Please note that young children under 8 doing this is a normal behaviour and doesnt at all reflect the childs future presentation.