#good load testing

[marvel-lous-guy]

Tony: here, hold this *hands Peter a wrench*

Peter: *now holding 17 different tools* I think I'm gonna drop it

Tony: You're fine

*loud clang and crash*

Peter: ...I dropped it

[boycritter]

IM SO CONFUSED.

[readingwriter92]

Me trying to get fighter's block to work: "Damn why is it so hard to load an insecure webpage these days"

[symerr]

it's almost midnight, and we have a busy day tomorrow, but we started work on the project that made us want to learn how to use blender in the first place: easy-to-make portraits 👍

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Update on my Whumptober thoughts: Not all the prompts will be posted, I have all 31 planned out but I found out that you don't have to post all 31. If a fic is finished, I'll post it but there's some big beasts that I want to write properly instead of rush. Also, I might not even write all 31. I want the completionist title but I don't have the time nor energy to force myself to write all the prompts and I did it last year and it wasn't like life-changing. I like Whumptober because the prompts help my creativity, spark some inspiration (talking about my Delancey Brothers Fic) but the perfectionist in me just beats myself up about not getting enough fics done before October or not writing enough each day to get them finished and then writing fics that all sound the same or the ideas being kind of shitty because I'm forcing them. I want to do my ideas justice rather than mass produce shit I don't like because I feel I need to, it's a constant line I walk between "I want to write something well and that I'm proud of so might be inactive for a while on AO3" and "I want to get this idea out there so need to post a bunch of stuff now"

[syninplays]

I just spent two hours fixing one of the requested dresses and manually applying bones to it (:

[sunfoxfic]

*grits teeth* Skyrim is a fun game and I'm having fun

[verysmallcyborg]

[person who has never had an ssd before today while playing games like d2 and xiv] oh my god. things load. things are smooth and fast. i think i could cry (positive)

[fionnaskyborn]

pros of learning how to play fighting game:

undergoing a learning experience, trying out something entirely different from anything i have previously played

i get to look at a little guy do cool things on my screen :)

cons of learning how to play fighting game:

i am clumsy as all hell with the inputs

the order in which you press and/or hold buttons to create inputs is less like trying to get a sequence of movements right and more like playing a rhythm game (down then while not letting go of down press forward then let go of down and THEN press an attack button on the other side of the keyboard). i suck at rhythm games. hell world

sometimes, the damn things just... won't register? at all? you do a half circle to forward input and the game says "half circle forward? oh, sorry, that's ensenga :)" or, worse, "too slow, that's a regular heavy slash move :)". brother. why must you do me like this.

the area between the knuckles of my ring and little finger hurts like a motherfucker (though this has hurt in various areas since at least this morning, but i'm willing to bet that practicing quarter and half circle inputs for at least an hour did not make the situation any better)

[theinfinitedivides]

can't believe T*ylor dropped that f*cking album and Spotify decided ok no more lyrics for anyone

[gaydivorcetual]

The meower

[starfinss]

Hahahaha guess who has Covid again.

Me. It’s me.

[thelaughingmerman]

Anyway that smell disappeared. I took off the cover of the socket I thought would be the offender but to my untrained eye it looks fine, no off color or charred areas knock on wood. I wanted to ask my neighbor about it but im nervous to bother her but knowing she was just cooking something would make me feel better. I smelled it very strong in my room after I opened the door which tends to happen if a smell is wafting through the vents and I did leave the closet door open when I went out (that's where the hvac is and the food smells downstairs waft out from there ) so I don't know, I don't know. Im just going to be scared about it for a few weeks and get very little sleep

I might ask my landlord about talking to an electrician. I wanted to see if they could get someone to come service my dryer anyway. It's fine knock on wood but I'd feel a lot more comfortable if someone could clean the vents since that's been a stressor too who knows the last time these dryer vents were cleaned

[chevvy-ryder]

I'm updating 😩

[flying-potato2]

YES PLEASE USE NEWPIPE its so good you can download video+audio in a ton of different formats or just audio as m4a, and then you can use video transcoder from fdroid or github to change the codec to whatever you want. It is so genuinely amazing and doubles as an alternative youtube client AND it has no ads

One thing I really love about seedy anime websites and YouTube mp3 converters is like. They actually do what they say they’re doing. But they WILL try to trick you into downloading a virus. Like it’s almost just a greeting at this point. I try to extract a song from a YouTube video and it says free VPN installer tonight perhaps? Free VPN installer tonight queen? And I say YouTube-mp3 converter you sly dog, you know what I’m here for. Show me the goods. And YouTube-mp3 converter says ahhh you got me, no getting one over on you. Thought it was worth a try tho. Here you go king x

[tojishousewife]

Bouncing on Toji’s cock even while he’s overstimulated <3 ddlg reader

His head’s tilted back, hairline freshly damp with sweat, his chest heaving with every deep breath as he grips the arms of the chair hard enough to splinter the wood. He already came. Gosh, he already came—stuffed you so full the first time you felt it spill out before you even stopped grinding.

And yet, here you are. Still bouncing on his poor cock. All messy and filthy and giggling softly with your hands braced on his broad shoulders, your thighs trembling but still determined as you use his cock like your own little toy because fuck it feels so good stuffing you up.

“Darling” he groans, voice hoarse and edged with warning. His fingers twitch, aching to hold your hips still, but he doesn't—he can’t.

Not when his sweet girl is looking down at him all bright-eyed and pouty like that, acting like it's his fault for being so big, so deep, such a perfect fit for your cunt that he carved out perfectly after months and months of sex—just for him. His plump tip is twitching and leaky as it punches your g-spot over and over.

“You said you were done,” you murmur through a sugary whine, lips brushing the corner of his jaw as you bounce again—a little slower this time like you're savoring it. “So why's your cock still hard, huh?”

He swears under his breath, eyes fluttering shut as his hips jerk up without his permission. “You don't know what you're doing” he rasps, his jaw tight as he looks at you with half-lidded eyes. “I'm too fucking old for this shit—‘m sensitive, baby, fuck—“

But your little giggle is wicked now, dragging your fingers down his big sweaty, chest, tracing the muscles that flex under your touch like you're testing just how far you can push him. “Then why does it keep twitching inside my cunnie?” you whisper sweetly. “Feels like it wants to cum again”.

Toji growls, real deep in his throat, bucking up into you with a desperate snap of his hips that makes you gasp. You weren't ready for that one—not so deep, not so mean—it caught you off guard. You stutter a breath, hands scrambling for his chest again as he grabs your hips hard, holding you still forcefully.

“You're gonna fucking break me,” he mutters through clenched teeth, watching the way your pretty mouth falls open, eyes wide as he holds you there, impaled on his fat throbbing cock, stuffed full of the last load still leaking around the base.

You roll your hips in tight circles, whining pathetically. “Daddy…it's leaking out”

“Yeah? That what you wanted?” he pants, fucking up into you deep and slow— dragging his cock against the swollen mess inside your cunt, making sure to stuff his cock all the way to the hilt so your pube hairs grind against each other’s “Greedy fucking baby, so full and still not satisfied”.

Your legs are shaking, and your voice cracks when you try to sass him back, but it's nothing but a breathy moan. “Wanna... wanna feel you again,” you whisper. “Need it, daddy—need you to fill me again, even if it hurts!”

He snarls something feral under his breath, hands gripping your thighs to bounce you harder now with his sheer strength, ignoring his own overstimulation just to ruin you. “Fuckfuckfuuuck, You're gonna be the death—hah!—of me, kiddo,” he moans. “But if you want it so bad—fine. I'll fucking give it to you”.

And he does.

Even if his legs are cramping and he's seeing stars from how sensitive he is. Even if he cums again with a strangled grunt, filling you a second time while your nails rake down his chest and you sob into his neck, overwhelmed and stuffed to the brim.

Because you wanted it.

And he always gives his baby what she wants.