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[t00thpasteface]

If M*A*S*H got to use the word fuck only once, who would you want it to be and when and how would you want them to say it

[n4rval]

I enjoy that you gave gaster chronic pain and a hatred of stairs. he is just like me fr fr 🙏

cane user

[joellalovestoread]

Is the Aiden obsession hitting you like a ton of bricks, dear moot?

...Because I approve, I too have one.

YES. Aiden for life my friend!

[reactionimagesdaily]

do you have that MS paint one of the guy with the really big mouth yelling SHUT THE FUCK UP?

thanks ^-^

Couldn't find that one SPECIFICALLY, but I found some that are like it!

Hope they suffice :)

[pierog]

Hey! I have to ask because you seem like a good resource, I have never had a PIEROGI before, and want to know if you have any good recipes for them?

PIEROGI RECIPE from my babcia

ingredients: 10 medium sized potatoes 250g curd cheese, or a mix of ricotta and cream cheese 1 large onion salt and pepper sour cream, butter, & bacon to serve

and, for the dough: 4 cups white plain flour approx 1 cup of water tablespoon of olive oil (or you can buy round dumpling sheets from asian supermarket if lazy)

TO MAKE

peel, cut and boil potates until cooked

chop your onion finely and caramelise it in a bit of oil.. don't let em burn or they'll taste bitter

mash your potates and cheese. add the onion, salt and pepper, and mix very well. cover with glad wrap and set aside

in a mixing bowl add your flour and salt to taste. start adding the water or oil until you have a dough you can roll out very thinly

put a large pot full of water to boil, add one tsp of salt & a glug of cooking oil to stop the sticking

knead your dough a few times til it becomes elastic and easy to work with

lightly flour your work surface and, with a rolling pin, roll the dough as thin as possible, like 1-2mm. the thinner you can do this the yummier the final result, but work within your comfort zone, as you don't want the pierogi to split when boiling

use a glass to cut circles out of the dough

placing the circle of dough in the palm of your hand, stretch slightly and add a heaped teaspoon or more of the potato/cheese mixture. yummy!

stretch the dough around the mixture to seal into a dumpling, and place them on a floured plate

when you're ready, boil your pierogi about 5 or 6 at a time, making sure they don't stick to each other or the pan. boil til they float to the surface.

pull them out with a slotted spoon and lay them on a draining board to cool congrats! you have make delicious pierogi ruskie. you can eat them straight away, but i loooove to fry them all crispy in oil and butter... i hope this brings you so much love and dumpling

[jesncin]

huh that’s interesting. About the whole “everyone knows who superman is they just hide it” thing I always thought that was more to do with community? Like I’ve seen the trope a lot (usually with like Spiderman) and I always viewed it as a kind of protecting the community thing? In the way that like people lie to ICE to protect their marginalised neighbours. Admittedly that kind of view only works if it’s like legitimately a small group of people and not everyone but I thought it was meant to be a fantasy fulfilment thing in the way that it means seeing how much people support you and are willing to do to support you and having that safety net? I never really saw it as “wow superman sucks at acting” and more some people willingly turning a blind eye but the different ways that tropes can be interpreted and viewed based off like context and how it’s presented is really cool!

Oh I know where this "Everyone knows Clark is Superman so they hide it" hc/take is coming from, emotionally. And yes it touts itself as "community allyship" because you're protecting the undocumented immigrant by communally agreeing to protecting him. I do want to make the distinction clear that compared to characters like Bats and Spidey that Superman's identity includes a marginalized element to it that the other characters don't have. Clark grew up Other, in a way Bruce or Peter don't. Neither of those guys are getting deported.

The times people have shared this "Everyone knows who Clark Kent is" hc to me, it always came with "because he's bad at acting" or "his lies don't add up (so he's bad at living a double life)" and that being the reason Lois/Jimmy/The Entire Daily Planet do an invasive background check and figure out who he is. Even in a logical narrative sense, then even Lex would figure it out and wouldn't play along. But beside that- this hc relies on taking away Clark's agency and competence/intelligence in order to function as his savior. Clark doesn't get to trust and tell people who he is. Because apparently everyone already knew and conveniently are all politically aligned in a way that don't rat him out. The conflicts his secret identity carries are all gone now.

What about Clark's time in Smallville? Was he bad at acting back then too but everyone also conveniently didn't bother? How conveniently progressive of everyone in Kansas! Surely he decided to hide himself for a reason. But that's the key emotional beat missing in these hcs. Why Clark is hiding to such an extent. It's too focused on how cool it would be to be an ally to Clark.

The only way I'd like a take on "somebody (not everyone/small group) knew about Clark's secret identity" thing is if it was handled with the sensitivity of the I Think Our Son is Gay manga- where it focused on only one character knowing, and being humbled into learning how to be a good ally for her son to trust her with his life without breaking a boundary.

[splatbastards]

this is a super random question, but what are your thoughts on dedf1sh post-Side Order? Less headcanon-wise and more personal opinion? I'm curious as to what others think of them considering that now they're slightly more of a mainstream character (I guess?)

Initially i wanted to say i feel pretty much the same as before (thinking they're pretty neat and very gender) but tbh now that I've put more thought into it i kinda like them less than i did before side order. Not a LOT less but...i don't really enjoy the whole thing between them and Marina.

I also am not really a fan of some design choices that were made for them. the fact their outfit is like...that dress thing, for example. i always thought it'd just be a T-shirt and I love oversized T-shirts so im disappointed that it ended up being a dress.

I guess all in all I'm kinda just sad they didn't end up fitting my personal interpretation of them. That's just how shit goes though sometimes so I'm not too pressed about it. Dedf1sh is still cool.

[leslekieuart]

Ia Clayton the only good monster (so to speak) in Dust n Dread?

Holt doesn't count, since he's still a human, just fighting a malicious entity inside of him from taking control. At least, if I understood that correctly :P

I don’t even think Clayton is a good person

[thegraveyardsh1ft]

more sophie i command you

Sophie: Oh…um…

Sophie: …Hi…?

[ragnarockz]

can I get uhhhhhh 17 which connects so beautifully to 7 por favor

Tip Jar 💰

7. "that sounds like an excuse, i want a confession”

17. “beg for it”

Taking a break from my AAA week writing to jump back into my ask box writing... WRITING! 😤

SO MUCH WRITING, GOTDAMN!

tw internalized homophobia, degradation and of course, my fave, guilt 😌

"That sounds like an excuse, I want a confession..."

Vidal chimed as she held tightly onto Agnes' face, her nails digging into the detective's jaw. She held her there so she couldn't move or look away; used her strong legs and thighs to keep Agnes pinned below her. She wanted Agnes to speak and explain herself away; wanted to her the almost painful words drip from her very swollen lips.

"I...can't give you that..."

"Why? Because you're afraid? Why should you be? You're answering me..."

Vidal watched as Agnes swallowed and closed her eyes as if to recall her thoughts and feelings. Her eyes slowly opened as she dragged her gaze to look at Vidal's face. The agents' expression was open but not warm; welcoming but not soothing. She was pushing Agnes to her limit and Agnes, without a doubt, knew it.

"I...want...I want you to..."

"To?"

"...I want you to...treat me like...shit, Vidal...I don't want you to hold back..."

Vidal smirked as she pushed Agnes' face away from her hand; felt her nails drag against Agnes' cheeks and jaw and heard the exhale of breath as Agnes tried to collect herself. Vidal had all the power in her hands once more and realized the massive shift of power that changed then and there.

She didn't have to do too much; not with Agnes already naked and on her knees for her.

Not when Vidal held the leash in her other hand and gave it a tight tug that almost made Agnes lose her balance and topple forward with a press of her thighs together and a moan escaping her lips.

"Pathetic."

Silence from Agnes as she kept her gaze steady on Vidal's face. Her eyes were pleading, begging but it wasn't good enough.

"Beg for it."

Agnes' breath caught in her throat as her hands slowly traveled from her hips to the top of her thighs; resting them palm down on her hot and sweaty skin. She could feel sweat on her forehead and sliding down her back. She could feel all the hairs on her neck and arms standing up in attention as she choked back her goddamn pride and opened her desperate mouth.

"I want you to...berate me...degrade me...I want you to make me feel...sick to my fucking stomach, Vidal. Please. Please..."

And how could she say no as the smirk grew on her face and the leash in her hand tightened as she yanked a little harder which caused almost a yelp to leave Agnes' mouth.

Vidal stood there; tall and powerful and filled with a sense of duty she knew she had to dish out and dish out well. Agnes needed it, begged for it. She had to fulfill her partner in the way she was pleading for it.

"You think having that cock between your legs makes you superior."

Agnes glanced down at her legs and stared at the purple silicone toy nestled snugly in its harness around her waist. She bit her bottom lip before looking back up.

"You think wearing the clothes that you do gives you a sort of shield. Some magic pass that hardens you up, makes you tough. No one is going to call Agnes O'Connor a dyke or a carpet muncher now, are they?"

Agnes lifted her head a little higher, jutted her chin out a little more. Eyes gone hard as she stares down Vidal and takes the brunt of her words.

"But that's exactly what you are, Agnes. You're a fucking dyke. You're a fucking faggot. You walk around thinking that bulge in your pants will fucking save you and that every fucking woman you come across is going to want to fuck you there, right on the spot. You what? You think you can get anyone you want, don't you? You think your balls are the biggest?"

Agnes bit down on her tongue and felt her hands shake slightly against her thighs.

"You can think all of that, Babe and guess what? Is it even true? You're scared of your own fucking shadow. You hide behind all your flannel shirts and construction boots. You hide behind whatever toy you have strapped around your waist. You know what you are; who you've been. You want to be hard and rough and calloused and look at you! Fucking look at you, Agnes! Anyone with fucking eyes and a fucking pussy can see right through you!"

Vidal tugged the leash so tightly Agnes threw her hands forward to stop herself from falling on her face. Her face felt like it was facing into a hot oven.

"God, Agnes...look at you! You just want to be down on your knees with a collar around your neck and dragged around because god forbid, you make your own fucking choices! You are pathetic...you're lost. And then you show yourself and what do you ask for? Beg for? You asked to be filled and you asked to be fucked and you act like that is what's going to fix you! And does it? Does it, Agnes? Do you get fixed when I fuck you so hard that you can barely walk the next morning?"

Vidal drops the leash and makes her way behind Agnes then; grabs her quickly at her hips and pulls her back. Agnes doesn't fight it but welcomes it wholly. She rolls her hips back and digs her blunt nails into the carpet and rolls her eyes back as she feels Vidal enter her from behind.

Of course she's been wet; waiting for Vidal to finally and truly take over with her actions and not just her words.

That dull ache subsiding now and Agnes realizes, amidst all the words spewed at her that Vidal, is as always, right.

Agnes cannot help herself when she rolls her hips back and uses her arms and thighs to do so. She cannot stop herself when the feeling of being fucked by Vidal's strap becomes so addicting that she wants more and gets it. The sounds fill her ears and make her stomach churn in a way that's disgustingly sweet and hits a sort of sweet tooth craving she cannot hide. The way Vidal keeps talking; hurling words and phrases at her that would otherwise illicit a punch thrown at a wall or a case of beer to be drunk in wild abandon.

'Slut' and 'Whore' and 'Dyke' and 'Faggot' make Agnes clench tighter around Vidal's cock as if by sheer willpower alone, she could milk it if she tried hard enough. Logic and science cast aside; the deep desire she felt for the agent was enough to make all of this a little more real.

"godVidal...fuck...Vidal...fuckme....holyfuckplease...please..."

Agnes hated to beg unless she knew she would get what she wanted. Knew that, under any other circumstances, these words would never leave her lips.

She could feel herself about to bottom out as her eyes rolled back and her jaw went slack and her fingers in the carpet yanked and pulled so tightly she could feel the fibers of it lift into her hands. Agnes pushed back once more and with it, her words tumbled out of her mouth.

"pleaseVidal...pleasepleaseplease...cumsinsideofme...please...youhaveto...Ineedyouto...please..."

Agnes had never begged for anything in her life until Vidal popped up in it.

Now, she found herself more on her knees praying for things she had never prayed for before and never, like all the times she had as an awkward tomboyish child in her Sunday dress with scuffed knees and a penchant for staring at the other girls in the pews behind hers.

[mimorobo]

SENDING U HUGS!!!

YOOO!! Get over here you!! 🫂🫂

[violent138]

hi, I'm writing smth and I was wondering if you knew any references for how the batfam's costumes look/are made of (like layering and weapons and stuff)? specificly Cass, Jason and Duke but any of the other ones would be great too

Hello! Delighted to help, and I'll start off by mentioning that the Ultimate Guide to Batman (2022) says the bat-suit is constructed of "15 micro layers of Nomex reinforced fabric, the innermost layers providing insulation against extreme temperatures and covering the whole suit is a shell of triple weave kevlar". Bruce undoubtedly goes just as overboard for his kids' costumes, so that's a pretty good outline of what the layering might be. Additional notes include the suit being fireproof, capable of shocking opponents, vaguely shockproof (but Jason has tased Bruce before so I don't know).

Also, Jason's costumes tend to be sort of all over the place (there are several versions), if you stick to the Under the Hood comic one (he's prepping on fighting Batman I assume this is a pretty decent version of his suit), then you've got:

Which is essentially a streamlined bit of body armour with biker leathers, boots, and a helmet modelled off a bike helmet. Weapons he carries include guns, bombs, combat knives.

If we move onto Cass, she carries most of the same weapons as Bruce, including Batarangs, grapple gun, smoke pellets, and if you want to get creative, considering her canonical master excellency in hand-to-hand and with multiple weapons (including a mace!), you could probably have her roll with several improvised weapons or things like swords. One of her usual costume appears like this (as Oprhan, she has also had several variants):

But she's best known for/most recognizable in one that's essentially a play off Batman's suit usually (so his defensive layers apply). A quick note for Cass is that she's (with deep affection) insane, so even if the suit took plenty of damage she would keep going.

Duke's actually quite fun in this regard, because he's got several cool weapons including modified grapply- Escrima sticks (commonly seen with Nightwing), I think at some point he ran around with Nunchuks (?), but he's also got really cool light-based powers. His suits vary less (from my DEEPLY limited knowledge, sorry!) but his most recognizable look is bright yellow with a helmet (and probably all the same layers as it is one Bruce helped with). Also as a note, as he is a meta, he does heal slightly/moderately faster than the average human (perhaps that shapes how you describe his suit, idk).

The Signal's suit looks a little something something like this:

This is already a super long reply. But I am more than happy to deep dive or even go further in discussing the rest of the Batfam's/other suits/other questions/weaponry if anyone's interested and I hope this helped at all anon (and good luck with your writing)!

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Have you ever had sexual encounters in the sauna?

Mmmmmm not really. There was just this one time this guy was kind of fondling himself and making shifty eye contact with me so I opened up my towel for him and gave him a little show til he got hard but then he tried to move closer to me so I tsk-tsk’d and told him “just looking, no touching” and then got up and left when I saw people enter the locker room. He wasn’t quite my type but I applauded his bravery for the largely lost art of public cruising 🫡

[triglycercule]

Thoughts on mtt

they should travel the multiverse together and see and experience a more peaceful life than all of them ever have (⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎)

also they should get to gnaw at each other like rabies infected dogs 🧡🙏

[blackbatofel]

What are Clark & Bruce's love languages for each other?

I think Bruce's would be acts of service and gifts. He's a fixer, and he'll jump at any opportunity to help others, specially those he loves. Thing is, he's also a bit controlling (understatement of the century), so he'll most likely do these acts of service without asking first (same with the gifts), and I can imagine that, at least in the beginning, it'll bother Clark. But he'll eventually get that that's how Bruce shows he loves him, and he'll make a point to ask him to not intervene whenever he deems necessary.

I can also imagine a situation where Clark tells him he doesn't like expensive gifts, so Bruce's solution is to make his gifts more personalized and meaningful. Bruce would give Clark the most earth-shattering sweet gift, like something he made with his own hands and worked on for months, and he would just shrug and say "it's nothing, I just thought you would like it" while Clark is on the verge of tears.

Clark's love languages would be words of affirmation and quality time. It's canon that he doesn't shy away from telling it to Bruce how it is (more often than not, that means calling him on his bullshit), and I don't think it would be any different when it comes to telling him directly how much he cares for him and showing his affection with words. Of course, Bruce would short-circuit for a second, but he'll get used to it. I also like to think that Clark would try to make time to be with Bruce as often as he could. He would visit him at the cave and accompany him while he works, or drop by during patrol just to say hi.

[ask-moonbig]

Moon, my treasure, would you want to do anything for valentines day?

- @ask-mother-spore

((Feel free to take your time to answer!! There's no pressure at all and this can be done after Valentines day idc))

I, uh, have never celebrated this holiday before. I've heard about it, of course, but...

What so you do on valentines day?