#moments post

[letsgauxplay]

let’s confuse them. 🤭

[the-grey-stickfox]

The beginning mini part 3- (Canon path) Breaking the bank.

~A few hours later~

The two thieves had passed the time with idle chit chat and some minor planning on where they were going to try to get in the bank, it was decent but Henry was definitely having trouble thinking now that the room was completely overwhelmed with the intense….savory….delicious smell of the apritadas that Fox was cooking up.

“Hey Fox..? How much longer until the uhh…apri…apir…”

“Apritadas.” Fox lifted a finger up filling in the blank Henry was drawing in his head.

“Yeah! That, how much longer until it’s done? I’m almost drooling from the smell… it’s so many flavors and scents all at once….” Henry slowly began to quickly giggle in excitement just imagining how good the food must taste, it was like…a sea of meat and vegetables ….

“Gotta give it a few more mins, gotta let it all marinate together and slow cook to really get the flavor, buuut since I’m pretty much done cooking and cleaning.” Fox slowly in a nonchalant manner walked up to Henry keeping a arms length of distance between the two.

“Why don’t we do some practice huh? Basic hand to hand combat stuff, I wanna see if you can handle yourself in case we gotta deal with a guard or two.” Fox stretched a bit before gesturing Henry to come at him with his fingers. “Just try to take me down to the ground, by any means with your bare hands.”

Henry looked a bit baffled at the idea of a bit of suddenly trying to take Fox down, even gulping a bit as the idea of taking Fox down seemed….Crazy, cause as far as he could tell, Fox seemed like he was pretty experienced with this sort of thing and had no idea how good fox was at fighting.

But considering he could learn a thing or two he decides to give it the good ole try and began to think of how he could take fox down, seeing as he was just standing there not remotely worried so maybe he could catch him by surprise or quickly get him off balance, so Henry lowers himself almost like a football player and the moment he charged at Fox it sounded as if a retro video game character said Hut as Henry went to tackle fox.

Fox managed to completely stop Henry once he made contact not even moving him a bit and got Henry in a head lock with one arm and simply tossed him to the side, making Henry Yelp as he flew like a football game character got punched and quickly got up seeing fox telling him to come at him again with just his hands. So Henry couches down and starts glowing and jumps in the high in the air like Mario and tries to land on fox as if trying to drop kick him but…Fox grabbed Henry’s leg and moved to the side as Henry felt himself immediately fall down wards, finding himself dangling upside down at Fox’s mercy holding his ankle.

“Hmmm…you definitely could use some practice when trying to get someone down from a distance, but I like how you went in for it. Try again but this time, start right in front of me, or behind me, whatever you prefer.” Fox gently put Henry down on the floor helping him up, and Henry thinking for a moment chose to try to take fox down from behind so chose to start from behind the now obviously more experienced and tougher partner.

Henry process to grapple with Fox as if they were in a wrestling game but as Henry was about to pick fox up, he noticed a reversal button icon above fox’s head that was…Yellow, the moment the prompt was clicked Henry gulped as Fox effortlessly hip thrower Henry, getting a Yelp out of the poor stickman as he felt one of Fox’s arms wrap around his neck, getting him in a one armed sleeper hold and felt himself sitting on Fox’s knee.

Fox gently flicked Henry’s nose chuckling as the stickman slowly looked up at him a bit flustered and embarrassed from failing so bad. “I think we got some training cut out for you after we’re done eating dinner Huh?”

Fox was about to respond before realizing…Fox’s face was…pretty close to his own from how he was holding him, the sudden realization made his face go red which Fox definitely noticed. “Hey man you alright? Your face is all red.” It took a moment before fox realized why Henry’s face was like that and his face proceeded to get slightly red as he gently let Henry go and helped him to his feet.

“Alright…why don’t we go eat now huh?” Fox casually pats Henry’s back as he walks over to the pot of apritadas, Henry just slowly nods walking to the mini dining table a bit shyly now. “sure…so uhh…where did you learn how to fight? From how easily you managed to it seems like your pretty experienced with fighting or…Close quarters combat was it called?” Henry tried to change the subject from their little awkward, unintentionally intimate stare down.

“Yeah your right in the nail there, I’ve been practicing since I started middle school, was always interested in stuff like gymnastics, and some combat sports so I kinda just got into some clubs, and when I was better then everyone else I began to practice on my own and kept going from there.” Fox chuckled a bit, he wasn’t sure why, but something about Henry made him feel like he can talk about his past a little bit. He came to the table with two big bowls full of apritadas and white rice setting them down as he got comfy in his seat.

“Alright partner, dig in.” Fox did a little jazz hands before he began to eat as if giving the food a little pahzaaz.

Henry stared at the food in awe, there was so much goodness in this one bowl, meat vegetables and white rice made to perfection…Henry began to drool a bit but eventually snapped out of his trance before digging into the food, loving every bit of it.

Seeing how…intense Henry was eating his food, Fox pulled out some napkins putting them between him and Henry and ate quietly but glad his new partner in crime was enjoying their little dinner.

Once they were all done, and after they both had seconds and Henry going for thirds even, the two were changed in some PJ’s and laying in their beds. Henry looked like he was on the verge of a food coma. “That…was the tastiest thing, I’ve had in a long time…maybe even…my life! Thanks a bunch fox! Where’d you learn to cook so well??”

“Heheh, was self taught mostly, did pick up a few tricks along the way that definitely helped when I had to experiment, buuut I just went with whatever seemed interesting to me and my tastes. So probably not as skilled as I could be but eh. It’s not like you with your video game pop culture powers.” Fox turned his head to Henry tiredly with a little smirk.

“I’m a little jealous how good you are with that, but you better be careful, like you saw with our little spar/training session, you could accidentally do something that’ll let the enemy use it back on ya, so be careful man.” Henry seemed to take that to heart as his eyes widened a bit. He got a compliment, aand Fox is a little jealous of his pop culture powers, Henry smiled a bit, a little proud of himself as the two slowly yawned.

“Alright…let’s call it a night, should

probably check that bank out tomorrow, maybe we can break in right then and there huh?” Fox winked as Henry winked back and the two went to sleep for the night.

The end

[rivetgoth]

It's honestly crazy that discussion around testosterone HRT skews so much towards the beginning stages of it (to the point that you have dozens of guys thinking their transition is "failed" if they don't pass by like a year in lol) and what the initial changes of the first couple of months to years look like, like the classic laundry list of those early basic changes like bottom growth, voice drop, etc, when IMO literally none of that compares remotely to the depth and intensity of the long term total masculinization you start to experience like 3-5+ years in.

[skrunksthatwunk]

see 0 note flop posts aren't that bad when they're personal but 0 note fandom posts feel literally so bad. like if you don't wanna play toys with me anymore just say that. i'll pack up my super cool awesome things and go and i'll sit on the other side of the playground by myself and i won't even look at you. fuck

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[cozylittleartblog]

cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes

just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks

there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.

edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.

#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite

[justicewasserved]

tma is a show which spends the first 100 episodes going "look at these monsters. aren't they fucked up. yeah and they're all so happy being monsters who hurt people monstrously" and then the protagonist who you've spent hours listening to at this point becomes one of those fucked up monsters, forcing you to either dismiss him as evil or you have to fully change how you view all the previous monsters. and then they spend the next 100 episodes dealing with that

[neo--queen--serenity]

Remember how, in the Touden party, everyone had to swap clothes when they changed races, since that was the only way they could feasibly find clothing that fit them in their new body types under such short notice?

Kabru and Mithrun had to do the same thing, and for the same reasons. They had to swap the bottom halves of their outfits to be able to accommodate to their new forms. Normal enough, right?

Normal enough until you realize that Kabru is still wearing his armor, which looks inordinately large on him. Which begs the question: why didn’t they swap the top halves of their outfits?

It’s because…oh god, I can’t even say it with a straight face…it’s because Mithrun’s upper body is too buff to fit into Kabru’s plate armor. Poor Kabru has to lug that thing around like a huge metal circus tent because Mithrun’s too fucking jacked to fit into it himself.

[soliusss]

Funniest thing I’ve seen on tiktok are those sigma male boys getting mad that American psycho was written by a gay man and going “well I like fight club better” buddy I’ve got some world ending devastating news for you

[quixoticanarchy]

once again thinking about this guy at the pigeon museum who was giving a little presentation about pigeon mating habits or something, and takes one look at me and my partner and immediately goes "oh and pigeons can be GAY, too!!!"

[maeamian]

Part of the reason that Republicans are so desperately acting like they will never lose again is because they are deeply terrified that this is their last real chance to win. The big orange dipshit came in and gutted the party of everyone who wasn't a loyalist, which left it full of nasty little gremlins who have gaping voids where charisma and human decency is supposed to go.

They still hold a lot of power, but if we stop them this year the next presidential election may not be the Most Important One Of Your Life™, that's not a guarantee or anything, but if they don't win here and now their future looks grim, this dipshit is the only guy they have left and he's extremely diminished and has his brains leaking out of his ears at this point. We can beat him into the ground.

So that's what we're gonna fucking do. We're gonna break these fucking fash. They will crash upon us and we're gonna break their fucking necks. When they come for us they will lose because they're fucking losers and we have each other's backs which is something they fundamentally are incapable of comprehending.

[yazzydream]

Gojo not taking care of brats more

[memeshost]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Must be a Sugondese joke.

[gammija]

nothing personal but this kind of comment rlly exemplifies to me a disconnect between canon and popular fanon jmart characterization because they almost literally had this conversation in canon - except, their lines are swapped!

jon, for all his scared grouchiness, is a secret romantic, while martin, for all his forced optimism, is at his core a pragmatist

[needycatboy]

brat taming scene in which every time the brat starts to fold a little, their dom embarrasses them by reminding them how easy they're breaking. in which the brat squirms and tries to steel themself when their owner starts trying to encourage them, knowing that even their words of encouragement are a trick to make them fail quicker.

"what, done talking back already? don't give up yet, sweetheart. i thought you were going to make this a challenge for me? you don't want to lose this quickly, do you? what an easy brat to break. get back up. let's try again, darling."