#itll just be really difficult to

[slimmestslime]

do you guys think i could make a shimeji purely with paint3d

i would use mspaint but i dont want that type of anti-alias brush look to it. so i specifically mean paint3d’s brushes

and i would LOVE to use anything else but. um. school firewall forbids thou’s use of fun. so yeah.

[cod-thoughts]

“Thought you’d sleep in for once,” Ghost muttered, leaning down to meet Price’s lips in a lazy kiss. It wasn’t rushed—just a slow, easy press of their mouths, like they had all the time in the world.

“Couldn’t,” Price murmured against him, his hands finding Ghost’s hip. He tugged him closer, their noses brushing together as Ghost kissed him again, deeper this time. Price’s grip tightened, but there was nothing hurried about it, just deliberate and steady, as if he was memorising every detail.

Ghost huffed softly when they pulled apart, the sound low and amused. “You’re insatiable, old man.”

“Damn right,” Price shot back, his thumb tracing slow circles against Ghost’s hip. “You’re the one who came in here lookin’ like that. Can’t be helped.”

Ghost shook his head, but there was no real heat behind it, just the faintest curve of his lips, knowing he wasn't wearing anything special. He leaned in again, his fingers slipping under the collar of Price’s shirt, brushing against bare skin. Their mouths met in another kiss, slower this time, like the kindling of a fire, warmth spreading between them with every touch.

Then it happened. Ghost shifted his weight, leaning into Price a little too much as Price tugged him forward. He stumbled, landing hard in Price’s lap, chair creaking underneath them, his thighs bracketing Price’s hips as the two of them froze for a moment, faces inches apart.

“Fuckin' hell,” Ghost muttered, his hands braced on Price’s shoulders as the faintest flush crept up his neck.

Price, for his part, looked completely unbothered—if anything, the grin spreading across his face was downright wolfish. “Now this,” he said, his hands sliding up to Ghost’s waist, “is a sight I could get used to.”

Ghost narrowed his eyes, his voice low and rough. “You’re enjoying this too much.”

“Can you blame me?” Price replied, his gaze flickering over Ghost—his broad shoulders, the way his muscular thighs framed Price’s hips, the faint pink staining the tops of his cheeks. “Should’ve done this soon as you came in. Hell, I should have you like this all the time.”

“Thought this morning was enough for you,” Ghost shot back, his voice a teasing growl, though the flush on his face deepened.

Price’s eyes darkened, his grin turning into something hungrier. “Not even close.” Wrapping his arms around Ghost’s waist, pulling him down just enough that their bodies pressed together, the solid weight of Ghost against him making Price groan softly. “You’ve no idea how fucking good you look right now.”

Ghost opened his mouth to retort, but Price didn’t give him the chance. He surged up, capturing Ghost’s lips in a kiss that was anything but gentle. It was feral, desperate, all teeth and tongue as if Price couldn’t get enough of him. Ghost let out a low, surprised sound, his hands slipping up Price’s shoulders to his jaw as the kiss deepened.

Price’s hands roamed, one sliding up Ghost’s back to tangle in his hair, the other gripping his thigh, fingers digging into muscle as if to anchor him there. Ghost groaned, the sound muffled against Price’s mouth, his body reacting before his brain could catch up. His hips shifted instinctively, pressing harder against Price, who growled in response.

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” Price muttered, his voice rough and breathless as he pulled back just enough to drag his teeth along Ghost’s jaw. His lips found the sensitive spot beneath Ghost’s ear, biting down lightly before soothing the mark with his tongue.

Ghost shivered, his fingers slightly tightening around Price’s jaw. “Thought you could handle it, Captain.”

“Handle you?” Price’s laugh was dark, his lips brushing against Ghost’s throat. “Barely.”

The room felt hotter, the air between them thick with want as their movements grew more frantic. Price’s hands were everywhere—tracing the curve of Ghost’s spine, squeezing his thighs, pulling him impossibly closer. Ghost leaned into it, his breath hitching as Price’s teeth scraped against his collarbone.

“John,” Ghost rasped, his voice strained, his usual composure cracking under the heat of Price’s attention.

“Tell me,” Price said, his voice a low growl as he kissed him again, biting at his lower lip before dragging him impossibly closer. “Tell me what you want, love.”

Ghost didn’t answer with words. Instead, he kissed Price with a desperation that said everything, his body pressing against him as if trying to fuse them together. Price groaned into his mouth, his hands sliding to Ghost’s ass, urging him to roll his hips into a sinful grind.

Whatever playful teasing had been between them was long gone, replaced by something raw and consuming. Snaking a hand into Ghost's hair, Price pulled him back with a gasp and looked up at Ghost, his chest heaving, his brown eyes burning with want as he took in the sight of his lover—flushed, ruffled, and completely his.

[wings-of-angels]

Very weird experience having someone who used to be one of your best friends slowly stop being your best friend

[whiskey-tango-matcha]

not to brag, but my therapist told me today that i did incredible during our emdr session, which means i get an A for the day in therapy, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve 🙂‍↕️😌

[pmpwbrrs]

dark does NOT want to get its bag wet. beige helps to prevent that

im not sure if these two are capable of compassion tho. do not be fooled

also floewrs 💦💦🌷🌿🌷🌿🍃🌸🌿🪻🪻🌿🌼💦🌼

[definitely-rubbish]

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[exanuz]

why did i see someone try to say tos2 needs voice chat and itll be good.... do u not realise how worse thatll make the playerbase (although, that person did only play for 2h, so...)

[moonspirit]

Ah yes the usual 11k chapter, but this time it's really pushing me close to insanity.

Maybe... Maybe I'll... Delete it.

[randomminty]

Are you watching Pokémon Horizons?

Im not aug...... i was kinda planning to but ive fallen so far behind now i probably wont bother </333 maybe one day ill catch up if something REALLY catches my attention

[rainyraisin]

The most I've wrote of Reticent in the past couple of days is some Mikey and Raph banter I wrote whilst at the cinema which I only stopped writing cause some kids around my age sat behind me and I got scared

Being a writer is so great!!!!

[singeart]

So here's the thing

I want to make this blouse for my Halloween costume this year (and in general because late 80s/early 90s business attire is apparently my dream wardrobe):

(^from ep Fire)

But, here's the thing. I know basically nothing about sewing.

No preparation beyond a few video tutorials, we are winging it here, I have a sewing machine and a dream!! And a pattern I bought on etsy and only just opened now, 3 months later...

I'm pretty sure the one Scully is wearing is an actual wrap blouse but I don't like that style so this will work fine I think. It's short sleeved though so I'm going to have to figure out sleeves uhh

I think Scully has the same white blouse in a few other colors too; red, green, eggplant and blue, so if this works out I might make some variations!

Anyway, I only remember seeing it not covered by a jacket in Anasazi and the silhouette is mwah, perfect. Hot.

I'm bigger and taller than her but hopefully I can achieve a similar effect. Need to go belt shopping...

It does appear to have shoulder pads which is another problem for future me :^)

Here's what I need to do right now:

+ take measurements

+ copy pattern onto some kind of drafting paper

+ order cheap cotton for a mockup

I have like 2 months to do it? Let's gooo

[racingmiku2018]

i like my job and i like having money but remembering that i have to work makes me feel like a baked good deflating immediately after being removed from the oven. work takes up so much of my energy that i barely have enough for the things i like to do outside of it like drawing and crafting and reading and gaming and i need to spend like 90% of my weekend just recovering from the work week and by the time im up to doing literally anything i have to go to bed bc i have work in the morning

[leoxxii]

i went to the movies yesterday and goddd ever since i left ive been plagued by off and on headaches and nausea what is happeninggg to me

[selectivelycheerful]

Listening to Danny motto is just like, Buddy. Buddy I love you but u gotta just chill your horses a bit. Take a deep breath. You're doing fine buddy

[calpalsworld]

I'm redoing text on the earlier oregon ultimatum pages rn and I'm like... why are these fire?

[theskyexists]

Ok i handled two things. Now there are two more things. This is actually the end of my work week..and i have too much going on in my personal life that i need to fix to work tomorrow. ... Can it wait? Yes.... I think so. If I manage a good monday