#kneeling anon

[starcrossed-sky]

wait... not being able to kneel without extreme pain is a disability thing? i've always been told i was just fat and needed to lose weight then this wouldn't happen anymore 😭

Movement restrictions are never "just fat." Unless the case is, quite literally, that the fat prevents the motion - which due to the way fat zones vs joints works, pretty much only happens at the waist - there is some form of underlying issue.

That said... Why are you separating "fat" and "disability"? To be disabled is simply a statement that you can't do something the way a better-abled person can. It says nothing about the cause. Fat can be a contributing factor to disability (it sure doesn't help my back problems!), it's just rarely the cause in and of itself. "I can't kneel" is a disability, regardless of the cause.

In my case, the inability to kneel is at the confluence of a couple of factors. The first is that I have what I'm pretty sure is a congenital pelvic deformation, potentially a congenital femur deformation, which prevents me from sitting with my knees together in any position. (You can also tell when I'm standing because I stand with my feet in a V, rather than parallel. Neither of these things is typical.) Add that to the autism superpower "hypersensitivity to pain," particularly knobby/no-fat-cushion knees, and yes, the amount of weight involved, and you have a position that's at most mildly uncomfortable to the average person but legitimately painful for me. I Cannot Kneel.

All of that said... Anon, I promise you that I am not saying this to be unkind. But you know that there is not actually a way to lose meaningful weight and be a healthy person, right? There is no diet nor exercise routine nor miracle pill nor surgery that can provide that to you. Weight loss works in a five year span in under 1% of cases, and those cases are all people who are dedicated enough to starving themselves (which is a serious health issue) to do it. A doctor who tells you that weight loss is possible and a goal you should hope to achieve is, at best, willfully ignorant on the subject. If you're looking for sources on this you can find a bunch in my diet culture tag at the bottom of this post.

If inability to kneel specifically affects your quality of life, then I'd advise you to work with a physical therapist on it. NOT a doctor. A physical therapist is the specialist you go to for "hey my body does not move in the way I want it to move, can we do anything about that?" They're the ones who are going to be able to help you find alternatives that suit your body.

[sunshine-zenith]

iirc the showrunners said on twt that they almost immediately regretted taking away peri's lashes/not giving him eyeliner, and if they *do* get renewed one of the first things they want to do is slightly redesign peri to rectify the issue 😭

I remember that tweet as well (pretty sure it was by Lindsay Katai?) — pretty sure the reason given was that there was a concern the eyelashes would clash with the eyebrows (and I do love the eyebrows, for the record — I’ve got thick eyebrows and I therefore have a bit of a bias towards characters that also have eyebrows like me lol). Still, after seeing Irep’s eyeliner, I was a little thrown off — they made it work for him, so I’m a little sad that they didn’t add it to Peri as well. I’m guessing they already had animators working on Peri’s scenes by the time Irep’s design was finalized, though

I’m definitely crossing my fingers that we get a season two and that Peri at the very least gets the eyeliner that Irep has

[collegeboysam]

me: assad and eric should method act devil's minion haha. lol. lmao even

assad, casually mid interview: what would happen if i said we didn't film it but me and eric actually roleplayed turning daniel by ourselves so he could get in character. and that it was hot and steamy.

me: 😦😦😦

[ohbo-ohno]

if the 1k game is still open, I’d like to throw in my two cents!

Ghost (or Ghoap) with Forest and Only (allotted amount of time) to escape before (bad thing happens)

I’m sure there’s plenty of ways to go with that!~ please take your time and remember to drink water today!!!!!

~🦋

1k game here - no more please!

i will drink water just for you babe. also i did ghoap x reader & forest & trying to escape, but ended up not including an allotted amount of time, hope that's alright!

1.5k of ghost watching soap and reader run from him during a zombie apolocypse. except the apolocypse is really more of a background thing and i just throw in mentions of zombies. no smut! (cw for a very brief mention of cannibalism, a sprained then broken ankle, kidnapping, and very light puppyplay at the end)

"You fucking idiot, Johnny," you hiss. "You're gonna get us killed!"

"Me?" He snarls, whirling around to glare at you, hackles raised. "You're fuckin' shoutin' like you want the bastard to find us!"

"Shhh! Could you be any louder?!"

"You goddamned feartie, I hope he kills you first!"

"What the fuck did you just call me?!"

Ghost just barely manages to bite back a laugh at your offended tone, the way you're nearly spitting at Johnny, even at nearly a foot shorter than him. It's like watching a kitten try and fight a dog - cute, but you know the dog could crush the kitten if things went a little too far.

But Simon doesn't mind watching you hiss and spit at Johnny, certainly doesn't see a need to step in any time soon.

He hadn't expected to find much more than a few corpses when the motion sensor around his property triggered an alarm in his base. He figured it was probably a few zombies, easy enough to deal with.

But then he spotted the two of you - a big Scotsman and his far smaller girl, bickering playfully and totally unaware of him in the shadows.

Originally he'd planned to kill the two of you. He's got enough food stored to make it through the winter, so he wouldn't have to bother with freezing your bodies for later. It would be almost comically easy to kill you, take a couple shots from far enough away that you'd never see them coming, drag your bodies off his property, and forget all about you.

But then Johnny - who's name he only knows because you use it frequently - had spotted him. And wasn't that interesting? It's been a long time since someone managed to spot Ghost while he was trailing them.

He'd noticed Johnny's injury soon after that. The two of you had taken off running - he's not sure why, but apparently you haven't had the best experience with strangers - and Johnny had limped beside you, his right ankle clearly giving him trouble.

That was near sunrise. Now, there's an hour or two before the sunsets.

Simon would like to have the two of you in his base before night falls. No point in risking losing one of you to a zombie, not when you're already vulnerable.

He's been herding the two of you in the right direction since about noon. The two of you had picked the right direction to run, almost making it fully out of Ghost's territory before he started redirecting you. It was easy to land a few shots in the dirt in front of you, send the pair of you scrambling in another direction.

You're closer to his base than either of you realize. Ghost's muscles twitch at the realization, the thought of having the two of you locked up fueling his adrenaline.

He already knows you'll both put up a good fight. He can't wait to see which one of you gives in first. He thinks it might be Johnny, can already picture the man being good after seeing how Ghost might treat you.

He tunes back into your argument as the land becomes more familiar, unable to resist smirking as he sees the path that Johnny's about to walk.

"I told you we should've been more on the lookout for other people."

"Don't even start! Ye know as well as me that the bastard came out of nowhere, don't act like we woulda seen him anyway."

"Well, now we'll never know."

"Exactly! So why're you still naggin' me about it?"

"Oh, really, I'm nagging? Really, Johnny?"

"Yes! What, you think saying it twice makes it less true?"

"Oh, fuck you, honestly, I don't even know why I bother helping you."

Johnny laughs, loud and very obviously fake. "You're helpin' me? Oh, now you've really lost it, lass. I've been dragging dead weight since this whole thing started! You know, I'm getting awful tired of-"

Johnny's just a few steps away, make that final little stretch as he talks, and Ghost holds his breath, waits....

Bam. Before he can finish his complaint, he's yanked into the air. His bad ankle is wrapped up tight in rope, a trap tugging that leg into the air and leaving his torso resting on the ground.

He grunts loudly, though not as loudly as Ghost had expected with his injury.

"Holy shit!" You nearly shout, rushing to Johnny's side and abandoning your argument. "Fuck, are you alright?"

The Scot makes a half-wheezed sound of affirmation, eyes squeezed shut.

"Fuck, alright, don't move. I'll get you out, alright?"

Before you can figure out how to make that happen, Simon steps out of the treeline. You catch sight of him immediately, eyes going wide as you clearly fight the urge to run and abandon your partner. You just barely manage to stop yourself, shifting into what looks like it's meant to be a defensive possession.

Ghost tilts his head, smirks behind the mask. "Where do you think you're goin'?"

Johnny's face is twisted in pain, leaving you to respond. "We don't mean any harm, alright? Just... just let me get him down, and we'll go."

Simon slings his rifle off his back, holds it casually in his arms. The way your hands twitch, the panic streaking across Johnny's expression... fuck, it gets him hard.

"Why would I let you do that?"

There's a little furrow between your brows, and Johnny starts to really squirm in is bindings.

"We won't tell anyone about you," you try, inching around Johnny's prone form. "Promise. You let us go, you'll never have to see us again."

That, Simon thinks, is the problem.

He hauls his gun up, takes quick aim, and shoots the rope tying Johnny up before either of you can properly panic. You both still scream when the branch falls, clattering to the ground on top of Johnny.

You're quick to help him up, your argument apparently entirely forgotten as you let him lean most of his body weight on your shoulders.

Ghost slings the gun back over his shoulder, pulling a length of rope out of his pocket. "Both of you, on your knees. Hands behind your heads, eyes closed."

"Oy." Johnny tries to move in front of you, but his now mangled ankle has to be kept completely off the ground for him to even stay standing. "You can't... we'll go, like she said. Promise, mate."

"Knees."

He'd be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed neither of you put up even a bit of fight. But he doesn't complain as he watches you fall to the ground first, letting Johnny use you to help himself.

"Good," Simon hums when you both settle, forms stiff but in the correct position. "Either one of you even twitches, I'll break your legs and leave you for the zombies."

You both shudder at that, and Ghost feels his cock throb in his jeans. He adjusts himself, then steps forward with the rope.

He's quick, not giving either of you time to properly react. You both get a matching loop of rough rope tied around your necks, just tight enough that the skin is already rubbed a bit raw, just from the initial tie.

"Don't move," Simon growls when Johnny jerks away, gripping the man's wrists and tugging them in front of him. "You want to die out here? Watch your little girlfriend get eaten alive?"

He flushes, teeth gritted in what's probably a mix of rage and pain. Sweat drips down his face, streaking through the filth. "She's not my girl."

"Johnny," you hiss, shifting restlessly on your knees. "Seriously?"

"What? Yer not."

"Is that really what you want to be focusing on right now?"

"Oh, would ye rather talk about the goddamn collar and leashes the bastard's given us?"

Ghost gives said leash a rough tug for that, finishing off the loops around Johnny's wrist and moving in front of you. "The bastard's right here."

You sit still, eyes still closed and limbs loose as you let him move your arms around. Johnny's the one who starts squirming, scowl deepening. "Really? Couldnae tell."

"Lotta sass from a man wearing a leash." Ghost yanks it again, nearly sending Johnny sprawling to the ground. He just manages to catch himself on his bound hands, and Simon finishes off yours.

He steps back, holding the length of rope stretching from your necks in one hand. He tugs solidly, smirks when you both stand as quickly as you can. "Up, now. Time to go home."

He doesn't spare either of you a glance, turning around and starting the rest of the journey home. He shows a bit of kindness, keep his pace slow since he can hear the way Johnny's breathing grows more ragged, hear his limp against the dead leaves.

Neither of you tug or try to run away, and Ghost can't help but smile at the obedience. He mentally crosses leash training off his to-do list. He had been looking forward to that one, but he's sure there'll be plenty of other interesting experiences with the two of you.

He's never trained two pets at once. He can't wait to see how it goes.

[linddzz]

Five years into marriage and we finally got a wedding band (for me bc he's still figuring out what he wants lmao) and took cute fake proposal pics during the eclipse. Little old ladies were delighted by us. I am delighted at our short goth/gangly sunflower aesthetic.

[ghoulschooldropout]

can you please babygirlify nick valentine

peepaw on his hands and knees wednesday

[ohimsummer]

Also!!! Would he be a belly hugger/cuddler when sleeping to protect his baby while you guys are sleeping 🥺❤️❤️❤️

I feel like he’s the type that would constantly have his hand and arms around your growing bump to protect it from danger and prying eyes ❤️

He would also give loving kisses constantly to your growing belly bump especially late into the third trimester when you’re all big n swollen 💕

He’s so romantic and sweet best dad ever <33

YES HE IS!!! suguru always has hands on your belly when he goes to sleep <3 if it's like a short nap on the couch then he will lay his head on/near your belly but if it's turning in for the night, he sleeps behind you with two hands on your stomach :33

it's also not jut for when he's sleeping either, he usually has an arm around your waist and a hand near your belly just. yk in general JFJFKLDJS and he's quick to swat someone away if they try n touch you first without asking/waiting for your permission.

ALSO YES HE DOES HE GIVES U SO MANY KISSES!!! all the time, especially if you're feeling upset or insecure, he kisses your belly until you get all ticklish and start giggling and laughing and pushing him away to stop <<33 when he's resting his head next to your stomach while you guys are cuddling and watching tv and then suddenly you feel his lips on your skin...wahhhh he's so cute <<<<33333

[starcrossed-sky]

(previous anon) thank you for the detailed answer. my knees have no cushion either! and yeah, my body does not move the way i want it to in a few ways. standing still for more than a minute or so quickly gets very painful, and the only way to mitigate it temporarily is to walk slowly or shift my weight from one foot to the other if sitting isn't an option. i have to sit when i bathe/do dishes/laundry. i've mentioned this to doctors in the past, but they just tell me to exercise more, which unfortunately is not ideal because exertion makes my base level of fatigue worse to the point where i can't keep up with my day job. i'll put a pin on seeing a physical therapist some time, though; i have been planning to look into my mobility issues for a while.

about dieting- i've always been fat, since i was a child, and i felt completely neutral about my own body. when i was a small child, it was seen as cute and a sign that my parents fed me well, but by the time i was in high school, PE class involved everyone getting their BMI measured and i was classified as obese (32 or so). ever since then, my mother has been obsessed with my weight and mentioning how worried she is for my health and how i should definitely be on a diet because i was "ballooning" (said with terror and pleading).

but i was kinda never sold on it? i have relatives who're huge into dieting and would post their gym and progress photos on facebook, but some months later i'd see them at reunions and they had already gained it all back. i even had a distant aunt whose heart gave out because she gained and lost so much weight many times throughout her life. when it came to weight loss, my stance has always been: what's the point of all that effort and expensive products/services if it's so easy to gain it back anyway? i just want my weight to be stable, not to keep going down. unfortunately, i live in southeast asia, where being fat is seen as "you're gonna have a heart attack any minute if you don't drop everything and lose weight right fucking now!!!"

if anything, the only thing that annoys me about my weight and general size/shape is that it's hard to shop for clothes and shoes in my size lol. specialized plus size stores are always more expensive, economies of scale, etc. i always gotta rely on hunting for foreign overruns or secondhand stuff since everyone's so small in my country :p

Oh god, I can't imagine trying to shop for clothes at our size (I think my BMI is also in the lower half of the 30s... not that I pay attention bc that's not what BMI was designed for) in an Asian country. It's hard enough in the US and over here, Asian sizes are notorious for "plan on buying at least one size up from your US size, probably two." I hav e enough of an interest in Asian fashion that I go looking occasionally and immediately have to laugh in pain at "size: XL waist: 112cm" type size charts. (my waist for reference is 50in/127cm)

You should definitely see a physical therapist if you can find a decent one (I have no advice for this, on account of there being an ocean between us, and also I myself have never actually used one). I only had immediate pain from standing during the worst of my Bad Hip period, but I have permanent back problems and can't stand for long periods without an assistive device (which in my case means... a heavy backpack as a counterweight. Lmao.)

Also, as far as fatigue goes, if your body is running estrogen as your primary hormone, get checked for anemia! I had horrific anemia before getting on T, and it was a definite factor in my chronic fatigue.

And, well, yeah, none of what you described with your relatives is surprising to me, as someone who has followed actual weight health science all my life as a survival need. Humans tend to vary by 5 or so pounds in either direction depending on various factors, but any weight loss of more than 10-15 lbs (please don't ask me to convert to kilos I don't have that one memorized) is like... it's medically concerning... unless the person is dieting! then it's fine!

Yeah, bullshit.

Good luck out there anon.

[yandere-daydreams]

in the context of your post about realism in writing insert characters wanted to thank you for not doing weird self-aggrandizing bullshit through a description of your characters as objectively petite\with a tiny waist\any other heteronormative attractive thing for women that is mentioned in this type of fiction solely to drive in the point about them being hot. it's pretty shitty to be reading this type of fiction just to be hit with an image of a woman it turns out the author thinks you need to be to get into this sort of scenario. randomly. in the middle of the text you've been enjoying. so i'm really grateful i never had this experience with your writings. they are detailed enough where you can picture size\strength difference and different bodily dynamics, but not overly specific where you are isolated for not being attractive? typical? enough in the author's eyes.

(it's good to write different inserts too and i am not policing that; i'm talking about like... thoughtless descriptions of a typical straight white dream girl that pop up in the text with no warning or context for a self insert character, not an oc.)

i can get reader-inserts written specifically to appreciate body-types that aren't appreciated in a lot of traditional media, but as i grew up in the trenches of quotev at a time where 'would [character] think you're attractive?' quizzes were pretty popular and it was sort of a given that the reader-insert was going to be short + petite, i simply,,, cannot stand for my readers to be any more specific than faceless blobs with no specific characteristics. it also makes it a little frustrating when people go out of their way to,,, like,,, self-police in my comments/tags and leave stuff along the lines of 'oh i found this unrealistic bc i'm [body type]' or 'oh this would never be possible for me', especially when i'm writing for a series where super strength is kind of a given. like girl we saw him bare-arm throw a car in the last episode. i do not think you are going to be his breaking point.

[citricacidprince]

Dion was so mean in pn2 because he'd been SO scared Raz was gone forever, then to find out he's okay! But ... he didn't come home with Dad? HE WENT TO PSYCHIC CENTRAL??? Completely ignoring the fact (for now) that Augustus is psychic too, they get to the Motherlobe and Raz seems embarrassed they're there. Which upsets Dion even more so that fear that doesn't need to be fear anymore, but still needs to be let out somehow, turns into anger. Anger Dion doesn't know how to deal with because he's only 16, was raised in a family with sooo many maladaptive coping strategies to function, and probably doesn't have great age appropriate socialization skills because they moved too often to really make friends. He loves Raz. But he was scared. And he needs help with *that* before he can have an honest one on one with Raz that doesn't dissolve into fighting

YES!!!! YOU GET IT!!!! YOU UNDERSTAND HIS CHARACTER ANON!!! I AM GOING TO EXPLODE /POS

[jesuistrestriste]

Babes imma need you to make priest Mike Faist a series because it is truly one of the best things I’ve read on this app (seriously ur writing is godly) I’m literally in love with it. Like I need more to this story w out smut. I feel like angst would go crazzyyy w this fic🙏🙏😭

i actually am so in-love with creating plotlines lmaooo like quite a bit more than i enjoy writing smut. dont tell anyone.

i'd love to write an angsty part two sometime in the future where the reader and the priest nearly get caught, priest starts to distance himself from reader, and then the reader kinda breaks down one day after mass and is like :( i :( miss :( you :( please stop ignoring me :,(

and the priest caves, because of course. he likes her (adores her). lil bit of angst, some hurt-comfort, then smut. im thinking spanking + spitting + body worship to make up for the priest being mean to her

I DONT KNOW ! MAYBE !

but thank you so so so much for the love on it urghh 💋 🫂 ! ! ! :,))

[subskz]

i need you to know that i was scrolling through your blog and the ad that popped up was a picture of a foot and it made me giggle.

anyways, now i’m thinking about teasing hanji by pressing on his crotch with my foot. seeing him squirm and hold back from whining, constantly bringing him to the edge and stopping before he can finish. making him a teary eyed mess before even entertaining the thought of letting him get off 🥰 -🐾

a FOOT? 😭 tumblr has made a fool out of me for the last time…but at least we can say it sparked this delicious thought in you hehe

i love this kind of idea for hannie bc it works so well w how shamelessly he vies for attention sometimes…if you get him worked up enough he’d be so willing to do anything, even things he knows will embarrass him out of his mind, just for a chance to be rewarded. just denying him once or twice already has him so desperate for you and not at all above begging…the fact that he looks so irresistible gazing up w big watery doe eyes probably helps his case too <3 but it’s still much more fun to keep testing his limits and watching the way his patience crumbles to the point where he’s grinding up against your foot like a needy puppy or clinging on to you with a whine when you pull away 😽

[zombiequeenblog]

Without spoiling too much there was a part of the movie that just made me go. I know Zombiequeen is going to feel that instantly.

hahaha was it that business with his shoe?

or the insane shot of him lounging on that chaise backstage?

There were so many parts I felt so deeply, the ghovie is going to ruin my life and I need to own it now.

[the-kingshound]

Oh my lord 💀💀 can all these people calm down for a sec??? Like I'm sending y'all to horny jail rn 🗣️ Author you need to do something about this🏃🏃 they are out of control 💀

Do you think things were bad before? You have no idea of what I woke up to...

[abridgedvampire]

I think we're gonna have to kill this guy, Alucard.

"Nah. I wouldn't kill him. Yet."

"Only if Kaiba pushes it. Otherwise, he's just a businessman. Ain't about to fuck with that."

Mention: @kneel-to-seto-kaiba

[ohimsummer]

Picture suguru having triplets <333

100x more the protectiveness, care, and love 🥰🥰

WAHHH HIM AND HIS LITTLE TRIPLETS ARE SO CUTEEEE AHHHHH he is such a cute dad holding his fat little babies in his big arms and smooching their bald little heads 😽

they cling to his legs wherever he goes, they're like little cats under his feet all the time (yes he has almost tripped over them HJVFHK) they are always right behind you or him like some little ducklings following their mama ehehe

also i have been wanting to talk about him dressing his little one/s up for halloween wahh....i think he matches with them in some way so if they're dressed as prince/sses, suguru dresses as the horse or the knight that saves them. or he dresses them up as bees and he's the flower (or vice versa)(satoru can laugh at how silly suguru looks all he wants 🤨) he watches over you + the kids so diligently while they trick or treat, always hugging them when satoru someone scares them and the three babies come running to mom or dad for protection <<33