#i prefer water in a liquid not solid state

[aquanutart]

[alvareus-the-sorcerer-of-seals]

TW: I’m saying what’s on my mind

Spell idea:

Intended use: torture/wizard duels

Spell name: melnes bot(melt and bone combined)

Inspiration: @softandwigglybones’ name

Function(s): changes the SOM(state of matter) of bones from solid to liquid, the viscosity can be decided by the spell caster. It can vary from:

Solid

Bendy and soft

More bendy and softer

Hard gelatin like

Really viscous fluid

Viscous fluid

Soft slime

Consistency almost water

As consistent as water

My preferred way of utilising this spell is by completely liquidating the skull and the legs, person falls and mushes their brain to jam. Another way is liquidating the extremities(from shoulders to fingertips and from hips to toes), wait until the liquid bones leak in between the muscles, in the muscles, etc, then solidifying them, causing physical paralysis, pain(as the newly solidified bones are broken, and tear into the flesh since their stable structure is destroyed, they are brittle).

I also thought of gelatinifying the bones to cause unstable walking/moving in general experience for the victim, as well as changing the SOM really rapidly, spontaneously going from solid to liquid and all in between. This can prove really confusing to the victim as their bones are litterally melting, solidifying, stretching, etc in a matter of seconds.

No, there is no counter spell. No, there is no spell to automatically revert the bones to normal. Only way is to melt them, and mold them through the flesh.

Sorry fellas, I don’t think it works on exoskeletons, might make one that does as well as on armour since exoskeletons are basically bio armour.

:3

[gctchell]

Lilith drew her first attire from the Red Sea, spinning a very rudimentary dark dress from the waters that sparkled due to the salt. She would go back and forth in the beginning when wearing it, as there were definitely times where she did prefer the comfort of nudity as she adapted to the confinement of cloth. In truth really, her dress is much more 'freeing' than actual fabric - she does not feel so enclosed!

This dress has survived the ages and evolved. It's the beautiful dress that we see her wear now, shimmering and glittering. It's changed through the ages in terms of style, and it has refined greatly to style. Right now, it has taken on a much more modern fitting. It has a cold feeling to it, much like Lilith's body itself.

It appears quite solid, but the train of it, pooled as it is and always covering her feet, sometimes has a more liquid motion to it. It ripples and it sloshes against the floor like the swash of a beach, even foaming up at times. When Lilith is entering a demonic state, the skirt of the dress extends outwards and the flooring, regardless of what it is, begins to flood with dark water - pulses of magenta light streaking through beneath the surface. It parts on both sides of her hips to reveal the sides of her legs.

In a weakened state (such as in the lovely rp I have going with edenpoise), the entire dress becomes very simple and floods the surroundings period, still managing to cling to Lilith and cover her up, but all style is lost. It returns to its very simple state like in the beginning.

On the regular, she has it hushed under her influence, but those who sharpen their ears with magic and detection can hear the sounds of the sea softly emanating from Lilith. When Charlie and the rest of her children were younger, she would allow this sound to bleed through softly to help lull them to sleep, or comfort them. She does the same for Lucifer and any other loved one who takes solace in her.

[witchtipsarewhich]

ANXIETY GO AWAY SORBET

For my Americans, it's summer! I understand that summer break is a time to get out and have fun, but anxiety can make that hard, which is why this Sorbet recipe is here to help!

You will need:

1 cup granulated sugar

2 cups water

1 tablespoon food-grade lavender flowers

1/2 vanilla bean

1/2 bunch of lemon balm

3/4 cup wine

saucepan

stovetop

cutting board

knife

Cut the vanilla bean in half lengthwise and scrape out the seeds. Rinse lemon balm and pat dry with a paper towel.

In a saucepan over medium heat, combine sugar and water until sugar dissolves. Then add lavender, vanilla bean, and vanilla bean seeds and allow to simmer for 10 minutes.

Then allow cooling for 10-15 minutes, adding the lemon balm so it can steep.

Strain the liquid and add wine. Red or white works depending on personal preference.

Pour into container and place in freezer. When it reaches a semi-solid state, mix with a fork. Then when reaching a frozen-like state (it will not fully freeze due to the alcohol) put it in a food processor and refreeze it until it's time to serve. It should be frozen for at least six hours before serving.

Before taking the first bite say, "Anxiety frozen in sorbet, I eat my anxiety so it can't eat me!"

Enjoy and stay witchy! xx

[fullmetalwritings]

May I ask if u can write about Isaac Mcdougal in FMA Brotherhood episode 1 character with SFW and NSFW headcanon and what did he do before he resign from the military?

Before he resigned from the military, Isaac was a specialist in liquid-based alchemy—water, to be precise, though he had put in a lot of time and effort into the understanding of many other elements and materials in the same category. Though he understood the basics of western alchemy, much of his knowledge was based in the lesser-known eastern teachings of alkahestry. By learning both forms, Isaac was able to broaden his understanding of how materials can be manipulated at their molecular level—changing not only the physical shape and chemical structure of a material, but the form as well: solid, liquid and gas. This allowed him an incredible amount of flexibility as he honed his skills and eventually specialized into using water-based alchemy that was also fundamentally based on alkahestry knowledge.

Unfortunately, Isaac wasn’t able to further his research into the medical uses for his water alchemy; shortly after he had graduated from the Amestris Military Academy, he was forced onto the front lines of the Ishvalen Civil war by King Bradly’s decree of Order #3066. His skills were recognized for their combative potential and, though he had never wanted to see that side of his research, Isaac learned first-hand how deadly his liquid-based alchemy could be—humans are 70% water, after all.

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As a person, Isaac McDougal is a relatively kindhearted individual. He believes in fairness and truth most of all, having been born and raised in a relatively small town. He even at one time had seen the Amestris military as an example of all the positive traits he thought everyone should have, and had decided to join the first year he was able to do so. His interest in alchemy was also something that had begun early, largely from what few books could be found in the library of his hometown and the rare individual or State Alchemist that had passed through.

At his heart, Isaac McDougal believes there is a lot of good to be found in using alchemy as a tool—he never even considered that it could be used as a weapon until the Ishvalan Civil War. Most of his research in the military academy was actually medical, though he never had plans on going strictly into the Medical Corps of the military and instead kept his career relatively broad (as he was never a fan to the sight of blood, to be honest).

Isaac is… not all that good with jokes. He’s a relatively blunt man after all, and his humor is fairly dry and straightforward. Most of his social skills are much the same; he prefers to be frank with people and would prefer that they are the same to him. It’s actually one of the character traits that made the military such a pleasing option to him, since he hated the social ups and downs of staying in his small hometown where he otherwise would have had to deal with the few rich families living there that practically kept it afloat.

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NSFW content below the cut

As a lover, Isaac is a fairly dominant individual. It’s not to say that he can’t be swayed to be submissive by any means, it just means that he’s not liable to do so for anyone that he doesn’t wholeheartedly trust. He naturally likes to be the caregiver in most situations, the take-charge kind of man who tries to act suave even when he is, in reality, a bit of a dork at heart. Expect a lot of attempted dirty talk if he is ever going to try to take someone to bed, even if his lackluster ability at humor may leave the moment a little awkward—once he gets to know a person, it certainly gets a lot easier for him.

When in bed, Isaac is relatively quiet—someone could even think that he is either purposefully being silent or simply not enjoying himself, though a bit of familiarity would lead that same person to notice that he shows his pleasure in other ways, mainly though body language. Tensing muscles, holding his lover tight against him, scrabbling at the sheets or even his breathing getting labored or quick and shallow are only a few ways to read when he is enjoying himself. The only time that he would ever really make a noise is when he climaxes, though that is typically just a cut-off curse or simply the name of his lover.

[teal-does-things]

Derana: eyes light up THAT’S SO COOL! CAN I SEE? Oh, sorry! I don’t usually get excited easily but I heard from Aiko that elemental magic is rare to see back home.

Sea: Sure. My magic is a little more complicated that just ice magic though. It’s more that I can control the state of water- whether that be solid, liquid or gas. I prefer ice over liquid water, which is what most people associate with me.

(He materializes some ice crystals for you to see.)

[k00282801]

CLAY SEMINAR

Clay is a stiff, sticky fine-grained earth that can be moulded when wet, and is dried and baked to make bricks, pottery, and ceramics.

In this seminar I learned that When clay is soft you can pinch it, roll it, press it, mould it, shape it and stretch it. When clay is dry you can score it , cut it , scratch it, pierce it, Carve it and construct with it

If you add water to clay, it will melt, and change from solid back to liquid

Richard Notkin

Richard Notkin is a full-time studio artist who lives and works in Vaughn, Washington.

Notkin is best known for his reinterpretations of traditional Chinese Yixing teapots that comment on the human condition. His porcelain works explore the effects of modern human civilization on the ecological and spiritual state of our globe from an economic, political, and environmental standpoint.

ALESSANDRO GALLO

Alessandro Gallo makes fun of how we prefer to attribute human attributes to the behavior and routines of animals.

Gallo began his career in London as a painter and decorator before beginning to digitally alter photos by absurdly and humorously putting animals onto cityscapes. The works consist of human bodies with animal heads measuring approximately two feet tall.

Ingrid Murphy

Ingrid Murphy is an Irish artist that uses traditional as well as digital processes to make interactive artifacts which she exhibits internationally

[approximately-32-leafcutter-ants]

Coffee vs energy drinks? What do you prefer?

If you drink alcohol, what's your favorite? On not, just favorite drink?

What is your favorite element state? (Solid liquid, gas, plasma, etc)

i do not drink coffee nor energy drinks, caffeine causes some weird ass dreams when i go to sleep hours later. I'll have soda once in a blue moon or so, but i avoid colas and caffeinated sodas for the same reason.

I also do not drink alcohol, but i do use some white wines for cooking. As far as other drinks i really enjoy orange juice and mint-chamomile tea, but people really underestimate the tasty of water. Water is great.

I thinks liquids are the most fun state of matter because solids are too solid, gases to intangible, and plasma is to painful. But i can touch and go through liwuids

@howlingwolf23

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What are pigments?

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What ingredients are in pigments?

Permanent makeup pigments always contain basic ingredients used by all manufacturers. A small number of pigments are created with iron oxides. According to Elizabeth Finch-Howell "iron is the most stable of all the elements and inorganic iron oxide pigments are non-toxic, stable, lightfast and have a range of colors." Lightfast means the pigments retain their original hue over time. The difference in pigments is generally associated with the vehicle, or liquid, used to place the pigment under the skin. "I use distilled water and ethol alcohol," states Finch-Howell, "I do not use glycerin as some other manufacturers do because it doesn't evaporate." "Glycerin is a humectant with an extremely large molecule," continues Finch-Howell, "this molecule is literally punched into the skin." Glycerin is also found in a variety of quality grades. Other permanent makeup practitioners prefer pigments with glycerin because they glide on the skin and do not dry out in the cup. Pigments do not contain mercury, talc or carbon. More help cosmetic tattoo Perth

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[write-haikyuu]

Karasuno as element benders

This is inspired by Avatar: The Last Airbender since I’ve been binge watching all the seasons.... hehe

Daichi would be an earthbender hands down. The way he grounds himself and the strength he has to pull together to ensure the team is positioned to win, on top of always sticking his stance, Daichi would make an excellent earthbender. In fact, he could probably be apart of an earthbending army and rank quite high in his position if he wanted to.  He strikes as someone who is talented in earth shielding and rock bullets.

Sugawara would be a waterbender. In some ways, his nuturing and caring prescence gives me the impression that he and Katara would get along well. Though he might not posess any healing abilities, he has an artistic sense to create beautiful ice scuptures with his skills and tends to make quite the water bending instructor. However, he would specialize in healing, making sure that the resources of the tribe are fully equipped and physically healed for a battle or just day to day life.

Asahi would be a firebender as suprising as that may sound. He would be a late bloomer however, as some firebenders tend to bend with anger and fear, Asahi learned to bend by being provoked with protection. With a gentle, free flowing background, his flames spread in both warmth and burning sensations. With that, he’s able to redirect lightning, but not so much control it as others can. However, he has great skill in fire vortex attacks and combustion bending. Even he is sometimes shocked at how strong he actually is.

Nishinoya would be an earthbender. Like Daichi, his stands his ground and rooted to both himself and his surroundings. As the libero has to stay close to the ground and be ready to take up the most outragous saves, Nishinoya would make such a strong and sharp earthbender. He would probably learn his bending from the swamp and master it in the city (both ways would work). He’s also best friends with the cabbage man. Like for SURE.

Kinoshita would be an firebender. Specifically, he would have a knack for lighting strikes and have the ability to control the movements of electricity at the tips of his fingers. Though this does not occur often, when he does gain control, I think Kinoshita brings a lot of surprises in the battlefield. Like fire, he fumes bursts of energy where he can, but also remains his composure by heat control.

Narita would be a airbender. His movements are evasive yet free-flowing like air. I think he carries a particular sense calmness in his movements and poses a very meditative state when he is not attacking. He waits for the right moment, and builds up heaps of air to turn into energy and momentum before releasing. His intention is never quite to kill or harm, but rather create counter attacks that make the opponent imbalanced or miss their shots. He also has the ability to reach the spirit world, and occasionally goes back there to visit his spirit friends.

Ennoshita would be an earthbender. Although he has very air-like tendencies, he actually is able to navigate the air well through his earth levitation. Intuitive to the frequencies of the earth, he is able to curate mini earthquakes around the area, throwing the opponents off balance but also manipulate the status of the ground to be earth sinking as well. This way, enemies never get ear Ennoshita. The way he talks and carries himself is very much straight-forward and loyal, much like earth signs in general.

Kiyoko would be a waterbender. Kiyoko shows great versatility and flexibility in the way she carries herself. Just as much as she is steadfast and sharp minded, I think she would have great skill in deflecting in her attacks and maneuver focus on controls. She could ice creep a lot of people into freezing themselves into ice sculptures and create water brackets that could slice through. However, she doesn’t fight unless she has to. She much prefers to help Sugawara with healing. She may not realize it yet, but she also has a special skill in blood bending. Although, I can’t think of a case where she would need to use that as well.

Tanaka would be a lavabender. Unlike Asahi and Nishinoya, Takana’s quickwitted and explosive personality would lead him into both a grounding and heated bending technique. Tremendously strong--yes, but also just as firm in his attacks and thinking. His strength is rooted deep into the magmas of the earth but striking is haste and urgent like a wildfire.

Hinata would be a firebender. He’s a spitfire waiting to burst, and you even see it from his name, which means “sunny place”. Though he is quick to burst, that doesn’t mean his attacks strike as weak. He is certainly a fireball with lots of energy and has no problem creating large fumes of fire to defend from the enemy. He is youthful and young, much like the fire he creates. That also includes the occasional burns he gets from messing around as well. Hehe

Kageyama would be a waterbender. Much like water, his water flows controlled, stilled, yet thick. He is very conscious of how he formulates water in its three different bases (gas, solid, and liquids), therefore you might find him constantly practicing those techniques and perfecting it. You might find him often water whipping Hinata in the butt too~. However, I think his most prominent attacks are with ice, as it comes off to be physically striking and sharp, much like his mind. He is constantly analyzing how to manipulate water into multiple forms during battles.

Tsukishima would also be a waterbender. Like the series, I think Tsukishima would have ancestry with the Moon spirit in some form, and therefore, root from the Northern Water Tribe. Though he would be skilled in water attacks, I don’t think that would be where his greatest strength lies. I actually see him on the defensive lines if creating tidal waves, ice prisons, and steam to distract intruders. I certainly see him as a scholar, so I think occasionally he would practice healing on the low.

Yamaguchi would be an earthbender/metal bender. I definitely got it from his name, Yama meaning Mountain. But also, much like his personality to remain strong willed and become a pillar to his team, he is capable of so much strength. He has a natural talent with seismic sense, meaning he is able to sense the smallest vibrations of earth/metal and intuitively guess the surroundings. That’s why he’s able to create defenses that are critical. He would also eventually build the skill to metal bend.

Yachi would be an airbender. I would imagine that she would rarely have to go out to fight as most airbenders are quite peaceful and prefer to stay on high grounds and live a less violent life. She capable of making air funnels and wipes, while occasionally teaching kids how to make air balls to roam around the air temples. I think she strikes as someone who has a skill in flying! You often can find her gliding in the air next to a bison with a bunch of kids (she teaches the children how to fly).

[aching-tummies]

If I was your partner...I'd bind you. Arms behind your back or tied to an armrest or something. I don't got a preference for what state your stomach is in except maybe an extreme one (hungry, stuffed, sick, etc.). I want you moaning and squirming and begging for rubs. Maybe I will grant them...but the more sadistic part of me wants you on the floor, arms bound to a table leg, with my sock-clad foot prodding into your tummy causing you to moan and something to happen in that gut gu yours.

I wonder if cradling my stomach when it hurts actually does anything. Like…I instinctively try to at least put my hands on it when it starts to ache in public…but it still hurts. Would it hurt even more if I didn’t have anything pressing against it?

My musings gave you the perfect excuse to combine our mutual love for tummy kink with your binding kink. The blindfold was the first to come on. It’s just a scrap of fabric from my sewing projects and not necessarily a true blindfold. The low thread-count is one thing, so I can see silhouettes if I try hard enough. That and the little slivers caused by the gap created by the bridge of my nose…but those slivers barely allow me to see my front if I try hard. More strips of fabric fasten my arms behind me. Not in a way that gets me to cramp and ache, but enough that I can’t bring my arms up to my stomach. I’m leaned up against a leg of our dining table with my legs sprawled out in front of me and my arms fastened to the leg. If I start to panic I could easily push the table up and slip my bonds out from under it, or I could use the safe-word.

A deep, angry grumble quakes in my tummy. It’s audible and it brings an intense cramp with it. I bite back a moan, my eyes squeezing shut against the intensity of the cramping ache as it builds and builds to a head. My arms tense, fighting the bonds as my body instinctively tries to reach over to soothe my upset tummy.

“Ugh…babe?” I don’t even know if you are in the room. You made me ingest a bunch of stuff and I’ve been left to sit for a long while. The plan today was to cook up a stomach ache and we both knew that I’d subconsciously avoid eating stuff that was guaranteed to give me a tummy ache, so we sort of removed my autonomy with the blindfold. “Babe—urgh…ouch—i-it’s s-starting—ah! Ow!” A sharp growl splits the air and I can see my stomach clenching and convulsing as my body squirms involuntarily.

You didn’t just stuff me, but you were careful with the combinations to ensure that it’d cause a stomach ache. There was orange juice to start, something I usually avoid because I’m not a big fan of tart and sour flavors. At least two glasses went into my gut via a straw to start and I was sated after the two glasses. Of course, one never says ‘no’ to pizza. The next thing to nudge my lips ended up being a pizza. You’d give me a few bites and let me swallow, pausing periodically to give me a sip of something through a straw pressed to my lips to ensure my mouth didn’t get too dry. Sometimes it was water, other times it was some carbonated drink. I don’t know how many slices of pizza I ended up eating, but it felt like a lot. The liquid travelling up the straw eventually transitioned into milk tea and my dread ramped up in tandem with the pressure in my tummy as I thought about the lake of acidic orange juice it would clash with. My stomach churned as I continued to suck on the straw and that definitely didn’t help matters. Maybe it was my overactive imagination, but I could feel chunks bobbing around in my gut and I’m not entirely sure all those chunks were pizza.

You left me alone after the feeding. Tempted as you were to put your hands on my belly and slosh it around, that would defeat the purpose of our little experiment. Now we wait. You had retreated out of my sight (not hard to do) and left things to stew.

I sat there with nothing to occupy my mind except for the sensations in my tummy. It didn’t take long. My stomach cramped a little, but it was more discomfort than an actual ache. That went on for about twenty minutes. I guess those minor cramps were my body’s way of churning the mess in my belly. The aching intensified as the mess got more and more churned around. The milk and cheese reacting with the acidic orange juice and curdling terribly. My intestines were alright with the liquidy orange juice dripping into it b, but the easy-to-digest liquid soon stopped dropping in, replaced by a nasty, semi-solid glop of curdled garbage. My intestines reacted almost immediately. Peristalsis stalled for a little while, allowing the nastiness to stew for a bit. When it re-started it was clearly having trouble finding the right rhythm to get the mess moving.

I needn’t have called out. You’ve been watching from the other side of our combined living/dining area. You knew the stomach ache was forming when my mewls and bitten back moans joined the griping grumbles from my unhappy tummy. The noises had started out liquid-y and clear, sounding infrequently and gradually morphed into a sticky cacophony of nastiness. Tell me you’re sick without telling me you are sick. Came to mind. The noises from my gut just screamed ‘sickly’ to you and you were tempted to find me a bucket, but you didn’t want to miss a moment of the action. Not like I’m sitting on carpet—the smooth flooring is easy to clean, even if it’ll be a bit of a pain to do so if I hurl.

“Ugh—urlp—b-babe? Sweetie—it hurts! It really hurts—ulp—” Those aborted hiccups sound wet. Forget ‘if’ I hurl, that sound is basically a guarantee that we’ll be cleaning our floors. Well, if it’ll end up being a mess anyway. A smile forms on your lips as you quietly pad your way over to where I’m bound. Your sock-clad feet make no noise as you creep closer. “Ullf…uhhmm…ugh…’m so full—urp—s-so sick..oohh…” A moan and a coo at directed at my tummy reverberates, blending with a smooth growl from my guts. I’m still completely unaware of your presence.

“Ah—Oww—URLPK!” I was unaware of your presence until a sharp pressure drove into my bloated belly as you nudged your sock-clad foot into the crest of it. Something sour and chunky surged up my esophagus. My surprised gasp at the sudden pressure was just enough to keep the sick from coming all the way out but the back of my throat burns as my stomach churns violently. “Ugh…babe…that hurts. Ugh…forget the stupid experiment. Untie me. I need to rub—my stomach hurts.” I hiss and bite back something as my stomach clenches tightly. You watch me arch slightly, my stomach seeming to seek out any sort of comforting pressure and finding none. For a second you entertain the idea of alien chest-bursters or something from the way my arching spine brings my belly up and out for a moment before my straining body goes back down. Maybe that was an attempt at nudging up the table, but I know you are here and still haven’t used a safe-word so the scenario is still going.

While you were feeding me, you had sneakily unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my fly on a whim. The experiment was for a belly without any sort of comforting touch. I wasn’t willing to go naked for the experiment so the undone jeans would have to do.

My breathing comes quickly and in short gasps. My stomach heaves and squirms with my breaths. It’s almost like the labor videos you’ve seen before. You nudge at my stomach, prodding it with your big toe. I groan again and shift, seemingly trying to get away from your foot. I end up pressed against one of the dining chairs that has been tucked in, not really offering me much more room to go. I’ve got you on one side and the chair on the other—talk about a rock and a hard place.

Moving was a bad idea. The movements jostled my already upset guts and the churning intensifies. The cramping pains shoot through every which way and my arms continue to fight the restraints, my body desperately trying to get any sort of comforting pressure to my sick tummy.

A warm pressure pushes at my belly. It’s your foot. You run your foot over my stomach with minimal pressure. It’s still more than a hand would do with a lazy rub because legs are generally stronger than arms. The constant pressure of your foot squeezes my guts uncomfortably and shifts things around. I feel the semi-solid mush occupying my duodenum get squeezed, seemingly pushing out of both sphincters at either end at the same time. My stomach revolts. The sensation of forced back-flow upsets the swirling contents. More gastric contents work their way up my esophagus. I feel the level rise to mid-chest and climb and ebb. My aborted groans are cut off as I try to fight the vomit.

Your foot leaves my belly just as the level reaches the back of my throat. You were worried because I had seemingly stopped breathing. Once the pressure leaves, the sour liquid falls back into my stomach. I feel my stomach expand with it as my abdominals barely unclench in time to accommodate for the returning contents. Once everything is back in my belly I finally trust myself to let out a groan and to take a deeper breath.

“Ugh…I want to rub my tummy so bad. ‘m so sick. Hurts so much. Tummy…sick…too full…too much…ugh…” I’m mumbling. Clearly, the ordeal has been overwhelming for me. A part of you worries that we’ve gone too far now. Maybe this was too much and it broke me enough to forget the safety checks we have in place? You reach for the blindfold, finding it a little damp with tears. It worries you.

Settling to sit down on the floor with me, you reach over and gently rub my tummy. I moan softly, finally feeling some relief. My stomach tenses at the first touch but gradually unclenches under the comfort of your massage.

You can feel the sickly churning and sloshing of my guts. You can feel it each time my duodenum spasms—taking in new contents and occasionally allowing back-flow that upsets things all over again.

“Sweets…do you still want this?” You ask tentatively after I’ve been silent for a little while. It’s clear I’ve calmed down slightly from your massage.

“Hmm?” You can tell I’m out of it. Whether it’s a food coma, exhaustion, or me being too influenced by the scenario to be in the right state of mind—you don’t know. You reach over and begin to work on the strips of fabric securing my arms. It’s only because you are leaning in that you catch my words. “I want—I want it all out. Now. Please?” As my hands loosen, I reach over not for my stomach, but for your leg. Realization dawns. The game is still on…though this might be the big finish.

A dull but sudden pressure rattles me as you plant your foot solidly into my belly. It sinks in despite how full I am as my stomach-contents shoot up, up, and out. You hear the sound of something slapping at the back of my throat a millisecond before it splatters onto the smooth floors of our apartment. I’m on my knees and you are standing above me. Some of the sick inevitably got on your pant-leg and sock, but those can be cleaned. You nudge at the side of my belly with your foot, bringing up more sick.

Four productive heaves later I am left dry. My stomach aches something fierce. With a groan, I flop over to the side, barely avoiding the puddle of sick. My hair is definitely in it but I’m too exhausted to care. You tower over me, my back pressed up against your shins. You raise a foot and nudge it into my belly. I close my eyes as I feel your foot providing my clenching belly with a deep massage, deeper than anything hands could do. My stomach gripes and growls around your foot and you can feel the reverberations as you knead and churn it around. You press until you hear me gasp and push at your foot with my hands. You relent the pressure and offer the massage again, lulling me into a sense of security before you’ll inevitably do it again.

[prof-peach]

Do you have any tips for caring for shuppet? I've been thinking of adopting 1 but im still in the care research stage.

Oh boy do I! These little things are usually suuuuper chill, and one of the easier Pokemon to handle. They like regular food sure, and are omnivorous, but if you find you get stressed, anxious, angry, sad or negative in any way, they suck that energy right up and lessen the burden on you, while getting a super tasty meal.

Sleeping arrangement wise, they can be a little nervous out in the open, so we find they enjoy a small dark space, perhaps a cosy small box with cushions inside, or a blanket they favour, toys, whatever stuff they want in there. We place these spaces up high on top of a closet, or wall unit, so other species can’t invade their space as easily. They don’t sleep lying down, they just hang floating, in a state of suspension, so no need to make a super padded floor to their sleep box/basket/whatever, it just needs to be dark, with an entrance no larger than a saucer, if not smaller, as this species can slip into very small spaces with ease, almost like a liquid. Leave space for them to add items to their den if they like to, as and when they find them.

Cleaning up after them is relatively easy, and disposal of this waste can be done with common household waste which is nice and easy. They do not pass solids, only liquids, as they can break down a lot of substances with relative ease, and tend to favour foods with high water contents. You can housetrain these Pokemon with ease, and they’re a species that learns to use the toilet and can be taught to even flush, so you’re in luck with that aspect for sure.

Socialising is hard at times as they can be skittish and a little nervous if not given adequate space to observe and figure out their surroundings, and the new people or Pokemon they may end up mixing with. Some shuppet can be cheeky and prone to pranks, this isn’t unusual and if it gets bothersome, you need to give them far greater levels of enrichment, toys, friends, walks, games and crafts all do well with this species, but it’s never always clear what they like to do, so try lots of activities, and partake with them if possible to make them confident. They are a species that can go without love at times, and this can make them cold and calculating, so break down that wall if you end up finding a shuppet like this, and spend lots of time laughing and playing with them to build a love for fun activities that interest them.

They can be happy left alone and I see a lot of folks saying they’re quite lax and docile in the day, and busy bodies at night, so leaving out treats and toys, hidden surprises and even activities like scavenger hunts and puzzles can keep them busy while you get some rest.

The biggest advice I can give is that they like their own a lot more than others, so if you can, let them socialise with other shuppet, to learn their ways and history, and to feel secure in their own skin. This is a species that can feel insecure, so be there for them with love and support. They take up very little space physically but will fill your entire world with joy, I promise.

Take time to get to know what your new friend is like, no two are identical in their preferences, and just like any other species, they’ll have a very unique and special personality that means you may need to tailor your care to their wants. This is the case with all species, but shuppet do appreciate a sturdy, secure home.

[potentialproblem01]

Minor Acts- a Jan/male reader fic

For @thesunflowersutra You wanted some fic, I have delivered. A week late but who’s counting.

Also posted on my AO3 if you prefer to read it there, mark for later, etc, whatever. 

Minor Acts- 1.6k E-rated pwp smut

Jan looks at you over the cherry of his burning smoke. You'd been planning this for a while now, pouring out papers and schematics across the floor of his room. The work was finally coming to fruition. 

Tension had been growing since you’d levered yourself off the floor earlier that day, nearly slipping on a stray paper before hauling Jan up too, ending up pulling him into your space. There'd been the hum of tension and anticipation as you packed bags and gathered supplies. 

The plan was solid and it worked. The two of you watched the bomb go off from across the bay hidden by the night and old ocean-swept trees and distance. Coffee in one hand, cigarette in the other behind matching smiles watching the flames catch, shockwaves echoing across the water. The collapse of the human anaesthetic of TV. 

You turn to him, euphoria of a well executed plan simmering and transforming into something a little more wild and further untamed; less satisfaction and more hunger. The discipline of the fight slinking out of you as you catch his eye, trailing over his nose and his scruff. 

He sees you looking and like always, it’s a battle of who gives in first. You chuck your cigarette aside.

You’re never really sure who wins or loses these games but you lean in first, catching his bottom lip. The night stretches unlimited by possibility as you push him over on the blanket, climbing on top and sitting across his hips as you feel his interest start to grow. He can feel yours assuredly as you press him down, ribcages preventing you from getting closer. 

The wind had died down from the day and the peace of starlight and calm water tempers the flare of need you have despite the carnage across the bay. You go slow, enjoying his taste; nicotine and the sweet remnants of the joint from earlier, cheap wine from lunch, the salt and freedom of the sea. 

He gets his hand under your shirt, trailing over your abs and toying with the band of your jeans. His eyes glitter in the dark, full of mischief with the promise of indecent misconduct. His hands move back up, across the thin lower ribs and brushing against your nipples as they push up, encouraging you to lift your arms and discard your t-shirt. The worn out cotton lands in the grass and you move your hands back down to him, getting one hand in the longer hair on top of his head and a forearm to the side to keep from smothering him. His arms come around your middle, digging into the soft muscles of your back. 

You give him another kiss before peppering his face with them: cupid's bow, tip of his nose before dropping them across his beard line. He lets out a soft sigh and grinds up against your ass, using his grip around you to lift himself into you, being his usual needy self. You press down with your hips, angles of your bones clicking with his, your arousal trapped between you. He still struggles with trying to create some friction but you don’t let him. 

You latch onto his neck, nibbling and sucking to bruise, pulling his head back to give you space to work. Torturing him when he so clearly needs you. You pull on his hair a little more, not to hurt but to tell him to behave. 

You sit back and pull him up a little, letting go to get his shirt off too. His rough skin tastes like the sea as you lick at him. Down over the soft swell of his pec to lavish his nipple in reward for a job well done today. He mewls so pretty, soft chest fuzz sliding against your afternoon coarseness. 

You nose along his skin before crossing over to the other side, giving the same reward to the other nipple. He moves his hands to your hair, dragging fingers across the shorn velvet part at the base of your skull before tugging on the longer strands. You resist his insistence to hurry as you back down his body, savoring his impatience as you kiss down his linea alba, playing with the hair there. 

You hook your fingers into his waistband, sliding them around to undo the button and pull them down and off. You stand up to shuck your own jeans off too, reaching for the backpack. He props himself up, watching you halo orange in the firelight. The night air is cooling you faster than the draining remnants of danger. 

You packed the lube in the side pouch. 

You settle back between his legs popping the cap and squeezing the cool liquid across your fingers. Tracing down the seam, pressing the soft skin before skipping down and pressing gently into his hole. He’s still a little open from the morning and your finger sinks in so easy. He’s wiggling, begging for another and you oblige; he did so good today, he’s earned it. 

You dip in a second finger, pushing at the heat of his ring before hooking up and pressing gently at his prostate. He lets out a soft shout, not prepared for you to get to him so quickly. You usually take your time, but you have no patience for that tonight as your work burns behind you. There’s something driving you to skip the foreplay and get right to being close, like a final closure to the plan. Like spending the stolen cash. Like hanging the stolen art.

The papers in the morning will speculate about an accident but the evening editions will display the note he left about TV being the opiate of the masses on the front page. 

You dip in a third finger, pulling at his ring teasing and lilting. Feathery touches to his thighs and the cut of his hip bones. He’s a squirming mess beneath you, so beautiful in the dark and smelling like the remnants of plastic explosives. 

You withdraw your fingers and pull him in by the hips, grabbing the lube again and drizzling some over your cock before spreading it over yourself. You grab his hips to line yourself up before pulling him up your thighs to get close enough. You angle his hips with one hand and guide yourself to his hole with the other before pushing in, the resistance light as you enter him. 

His face makes the most exquisite scrunch as you stretch him open again. You fit yourself in and let go of his hips to drag a slick hand up his stomach, lube sticking to his happy trail. You tweak a nipple before leaning in to steal a kiss. He kisses back with a whimper, chasing your lips as you pull away and grip his waist. 

You thrust slow and sure, his heat incredible in the night air and you want this to last. 

His skin is warm against you, sticky with the ambient salt, his hair stiff with it. When you run your hand through the strands, they stick out in every direction, softening him in your eyes. Here, under you, he’s hardly just a hard-eyed revolutionary, he’s one of the most beautiful people and minds you’ve ever met. You’re pretty sure the image of him spread on your cock as a satellite station burns behind you casting long orange shadows across the salted bay will stay with you forever. 

You keep thrusting in with easy and slow strokes until he looks so fragile he might cry. You like when he cries but now is hardly the place to put him back together after. You pick up the pace, changing the angle by getting further under him. 

He soon starts to shake, tightening around you. You’re not near enough to the edge to come at the same time but you think you’ll have plenty of chances to synchronize in other aftermaths. With another drag across his prostate, he’s coming, ropes painting his stomach and reaching up his chest. Some hitting you. In his blissed out state, you fuck into him with abandon, seeking your own release until you find it burning through your core and burying deep inside him.

You stay there, buried in him, panting. He’s starting to come down to earth himself, looking at you with hazy brown eyes. Your breaths eventually even and a calm settles over your little beachy cliff. The stars are obscured now by the smoke and light of the flames but you can feel them up there, twinkling away because everything is as it should be. 

You pull out of him, cock soft and wet with lube and come. You back away to wipe off with the edge of a blanket and lean in to look as your come dribbles out of his ass. It’s one of your favorite sights. You plant a kiss on both his thighs, licking up some of his cooling come before wiping the rest away with the blanket too. 

He lets out this beautiful sigh and you know he’s about to pass out. You’re safe for now. Content. Something bordering happiness crawling up the base of your brain stem. You hate to think it’s love but if the bomb detonates...

He falls asleep after he comes like he usually does, exactly in the position you left him in. His arms are splayed on the blanket, legs pushed out from his hips where you cleaned him off. 

You let him sleep for a while. The sirens have only just started blaring, red and blue lights not yet flashing across the water. He’s gorgeous when he sleeps, looking much less angry with the world. He’ll have another idea when he wakes but for now you bask in the heat of the flames and his love. Tomorrow will be another plan.

After all, what’s a minor act of terrorism between lovers?

[tamashi-yoken]

I see things late but

👁️👁️👉👈 Could I maybe get an scp entry

Item #: SCP-188

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-188 is to be contained within site 98 and its confinements in Alaska. Special task forces are to be constantly vigilant of the subject, and research staff are to come once a day to have light hearted conversations with SCP-188.

Description: SCP-188 is a humanoid creature about 20ft tall. It has blue skin and its head bears a single, large eye. At the end of its enormous, elongated limbs, a pair of pincer-like appendages can be observed.

At first, SCP-188 was seen with water flowing over its head and pincers, though it seems the cold in site 98 has frozen said liquid into solid form. When questioned, SCP-188 seemed uncomfortable with its current state, saying it was “hard to move” and “annoyingly cold”.

SCP-188 main anomalous trait comes from its immense intellect and memetic effect. According to foundation records, SCP-188 has in intelligence above any human mind, and is willing to share through its preferred language - German.

Unfortunately, SCP-188′s other anomalous factor makes it impossible for foundation members to utilize SCP-188′s knowledge to the foundation’s favor - due to some sort of memetic effect, any knowledge coming from SCP-188′s immense repertoire is immediately forgotten as soon as conversation with the subject is completed.

Physical recordings of any information told by SCP-188 are also impossible to be created, as exiting conversation with the subject will turn any written or recorded material into unintelligible gibberish.

Though its anomalous effects work against the foundation, SCP-188 itself is very friendly towards foundation staff, and is pleased to share any pertinent information researchers might request, even if it means having them forget everything immediately afterwards.