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[incognitopolls]

We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.

[electronicmail]

the way you draw yourself is so attractive hello. do you have any more self portraits

sure i do. but if i show you too much of myself we’re gonna lose this great thing we’ve got going here

[markscherz]

You are everything I aspire to be

If parenting has taught me anything, it is the importance of getting down on your hands and knees and teaching not just facts, but love and enthusiasm for the natural world.

This is my son Q and me. I have dozens of photos like this by now, even though he is just two years old.

Every chance I get, I will kneel down with him and show him the little creatures all around us. Especially when they are frogs. He loves frogs for some reason. No idea why.

It is important that we all see this together. It is beautiful. It is magnificent. We are here. It is improbable to the highest degree. It is fleeting, but it is everything we get. And we can get so, so much of it. If we just get our faces into it and really absorb it.

So that's what l'm trying to do here, I guess. Get all of you to join me in the reeds. And I am so happy to have so many of you along for the journey.

[hirayaea]

xavier is just casually saying things like this in the office

tara for sure is squealing somewhere in the background

meanwhile, someone nero mutters, “some of us are single, you know…”

/

xavier doesn’t deny allegations when asked if you’re together

in fact, this man is so sly he fans the flames on purpose, but when you ask him about it he just goes: “hmmm? I told them we’re partners”

/

the next day, a “no flirting” sign is posted in the office

xavier is clueless, “who was flirting?” he asks, as he brings you a cup of iced coffee and mixes the gum syrup in front of you, drinking a bit of it himself before handing it to you

“we should share one coffee cup so there’s less trash”, he says, oblivious that tara is still giggling and the other men in the office want to shake him

/

somehow a sign also ends up at jeremiah’s flower shop

xavier asks where are the signs coming from???

jeremiah shrugs, “I don’t know about the one in your office, but I‘ve had that one for years”

/

source: memoria - fluffy trap

[ppedri]

[askchuuyanakahara]

CHUUYA, WHAT IF I HAVE A CURSE OR GOT HIT WITH AN ABILITY AND ONLY YOUR KISS (bc you're my one true love) COULD SAVE ME?! WOULD YOU STILL NOT EVEN BLOW ME A KISS? 🥺😿

Chuuya: "Different ones for different occasions, obviously. And different colours to match different outfits."

Chuuya: "It's shocking you haven't seen me at least once. Perhaps you've just never noticed me?"

Chuuya: "I don't get a lot of days off so I usually spend the day relaxing."

Chuuya: "I hope you feel a bit better soon!"

@bloodyjay-0666

Chuuya: "Tachihara kept calling me a 'grandpa' for typing in full sentences.. so I figured I'd type short ones, y'know?"

Chuuya: "It's not my fault no one's telling me how to send those funny picture faces like Higuchi does.."

Chuuya: "They said the world would end if I started using them, apparently."

@bioluminescentcat

Chuuya: "He better answer after all this."

Dazai: "I was sitting here, ON EDGE, because of you! For a FULL HOUR!"

Chuuya: "Huh?"

Dazai: "Huh..?"

[septimusmoonlight]

You doing ok?

hi

[soupmanspeaks]

Uhhh something Something headcanon the pizzaplex staff are given little trivia note cards about the company and the 80's in general to recite to guests as they tour the place or something, but the thing about these note cards is that they're full of the most inaccurate info ever, and freddy'll overhear them sometimes and literally have to stop in his tracks to compute what was just said like

Staff: "And here we have Glamrock beauty salon! Where you can get personally styled by Roxy herself! Fun fact, shoulder pads were all the rage in the 80s! Everyone was wearing them, along with their bright neon t-shirts and legwarmers!"

Glamfred: "......I remember we wore more t-shirts and jeans, actually"

Staff: "......?"

GF: "uH.....I mean--I am sure there were some shoulder pads..!"

[wiz-writes]

Thank you all for letting me know and I hope you don't mind me answering like this.

Over the weekend, I'll post both the demos on cogdemos and I'll share the new links. Will update the main posts as well.

Well, this is great, haha. Guess I'll have to figure out how that site works...

I've got a question, if anyone would be willing to answer. Is cogdemos the only site for posting WIPs or are there any other places? I only ever used dashingdon, so I'm a bit out of my depth.

[margle]

Always Sunny Fan Survey

Hello, this post is coming to you from the Bureau of Always Sunny Statistics.

We, at the bureau, are dedicated to delivering the answers to your burning Always Sunny questions. Have you ever wondered who the silent Charlie majority are that sweep every poll? Do you want to know who the public think the funniest/most attractive/most pathetic member of the gang is? Would you like to know what the most loathed and loved ships and episodes are? Would you like to pretend to be surprised when Charlie turns out to be the most popular character and macdennis the most popular ship?

Most importantly, would you like to spend way too much time (around 30-40 minutes) filling out a survey?

When I have received enough data I'll make a post going over all of the Bureau's findings. There are probably too many questions but it should autosave and so you can take breaks and complete it over a few days. Please reblog and share among IASIP fans so the Bureau can obtain lots of data.

[incognitopolls]

We ask your questions anonymously so you don’t have to! Submissions are open on the 1st and 15th of the month.

[silverskye13]

WAIT HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! HOPE YOUR DAY IS AWESOME

Ahaha my birthday was actually on the 25th, but I've been slow to answer any asks about it. Thank you for your care anon! It was a very nice day. And while today wasnt quite as nice, I at least didn't snap at any of my coworkers today, so I count that as a win!

[dolcinos]

Ask prompt-> “my stomach hurts.” “you’re probably hungry.”

Arthur gaslighting Alfred for obvious reasons

hunger-related dialogue 🍽️

These days, since he hit around 550, it took a lot for Alfred to even feel mildly full. And to be full to the brim with discomfort? That was even more of a rarity.

That unfamiliar, strange, odd feeling of strain and pain sucker-punched him after a Saturday afternoon of takeout binging. He winced as he swallowed one last deep-fried eggroll, the heavy, greasy feeling hitting his stomach and tightening up good. That sudden pang nearly made him double over forward for a moment.

“Oouuggggh, fuck–” he murmured, pressing a chubby hand instinctively to the side of his doughy gut mound. Holding it and rubbing did help, a bit, but ultimately that full feeling lingered.

It was weird. So weird. Fuck. Alfred groaned and leaned back on the couch in his crater, his body feeling heavy like a huge tub of jello, his belly and limbs feeling too stiff to move properly. The cushions sank in and the frame squeaked, and Alfred reluctantly forgot about the rest of his chow mein noodles and orange chicken slathered in sweet ‘n sour sauce for a moment.

“Ughhh... I'm so fuckin' stuffed,” he groaned to himself, muttering, one pudgy hand rubbing slow circles over the taut surface of his gut. It gurgled and sloshed beneath his touch, packed with food.

A loud, miserable burp erupted from him, the outpouring gas feeling tight and tasting greasy. The relief in his belly was only marginal. He really needed some pepto or something…

Whistling and footsteps approached from the kitchen as Alfred shifted in his spot, still unable to get comfortable… Arthur waltzed in and sat beside him carrying another plate full of Chinese: another helping of orange chicken, a scoop of beef and broccoli, chop suey, a whole container of fried rice, fried tempura spicy shrimp…

“They went a little cold, but I reheated them,” Arthur informed, scooping up a serving-spoonful of the pork fried rice and holding it up for his beloved.

But upon Alfred’s immediate hesitation—which never happened—and strange look on his face, Arthur pulled back a little and raised a brow.

Alfred shook his head at the offering. “No more. My stomach hurts, man. Totally worth it though, those crab rangoons and eggrolls were just calling my name…” Voice drifting off wistfully, Alfred resigned himself to his suffering, despite the fact that just the smell of the hot food was tempting him.

Yes, he’d had a family-sized serving of eggrolls, crab rangoon, General Tso’s, chow mein, orange chicken, and chicken fried rice already, but…he could really go for the newly reheated members of his order…

Fuck, he was drooling a bit.

“Your stomach hurts?” Arthur snorted, a smirk playing on his lips. “That’s never happened before. If you’re trying to be modest about your diet in front of me, I think it’s too late for that–”

Alfred’s pudgy cheeks went red. “N-No! Really! It hurts like hell! I think I really overdid it this time…” His tummy gave a loud gurgle, and he moaned, desperately massaging the side of it, getting in between the folds bathing his actual stomach. Another hot belch made him tremble, his lovehandles jiggling and his double chin jutting out.

“No, you hear? Your stomach rumbled. I think you’re probably just still hungry,” Arthur suggested with a shrug. His hand was insisting, and pushed the large spoon firmly against his lips.

Alfred whined, very unsure and very much aching…but also very much still hungry…full of desire…

He opened his quivering lips and practically unhinged his jaw, suckling down the extra large helping of the rice. As expected, it was delicious.

“There you go,” Arthur nodded approvingly, his free hand falling to rest upon Alfred’s flabby globe of a full belly. “I knew you were still hungry,” he teased, presenting yet another mound of fried rice, this time topped with some of the orange chicken pieces.

Alfred couldn’t answer, but just deadpan stared at him through a mouthful of fattening, greasy takeout, cheeks bulging and painfully aware of all the further pounds he was going to gain because of this.

[doing-something-unholy]

What if the priest found ur tumblr

Well,,, it would certainly cut right to the chase on whether or not he wanted to fuck lmao

[thatimageoftomscott]

he better be single cos i’m gonna fucking marry him i need that wet cat of a man permanently in my life

the world may never know anything about tom sc*tts personal life. but even if he is single. well anon. get in line.

[ottiliere]

haiiii ^w^ do u take commissions

I think it would depend... I have a full-time job and my income is steady but I'd consider it. feel free to dm me!