#pointerfinger

[floef-likes-minecraft]

Mumbo K. Jumbo you are the pinnacle of human stupidity and problem solving capabilities.

[huntersulamaka]

That moment when you're an artist and you're drawing a hand and have to check your own hand to see how many fingers you have

[itsascreambaby96]

Stu Macher smut where readers a little bit sassy yk? And Stu gets a little upsetty which leads to smut (Sorry I suck at this idk I’m nervous)

Aww sweet anon don't be nervous! I like the idea! I hope you like what I did with this!

Warnings: Smut! 18+ MDNI! oral (male receiving), p in v sex, facial, name calling, swearing, tiny bit of angst(reader is overthinking), stu calls reader sweetheart. And good girl but only twice. Thigh riding. I think that's it.

Pairing: Stu Macher x fem!reader

Accept my apology?

It was exam season at university. So of course you were busy studying as well. Most people understood when you blew them off because you wanted to pass. The only person who didn't seem understand was your boyfriend Stu. He was done with his exams already. Now he was bored and you were not nearly paying enough attention to him. In his opinion of course. You've already spend the whole last day with him, giving him all your attention.

He has been annoying you for a couple hours now and your patience has been running thin.

"Come on Babe I'm bored as hell. Why can't you put your stupid notes away for a while and we can do something fun." As he said this he wiggled his eyebrows.

You were so done with his bullshit but still you continued. That was until Stu had enough and grabbed your flashcards.

"HEY!" You were not amused at all, other than Stu, who was grinning ear to ear.

"Give them back Stu!" You were tired and stressed.

"Mh what do I get if I give them back?" His pointerfinger was at his chin pretending to think.

"My gosh Stu can you for once act like an adult? This exam is importsnt for me and you are ruining everything because what? You are bored? Newsflash! You are not five years old! There are plenty of other things that you could be doing right now instead of keeping me from studying!" After your little rant Stu's eyes hardened, so you won't see the hurt in them. He threw your cards on the ground and left your dorm without another word.

With a sigh you knelt down to collect your cards. Were you too harsh? But he never respected your boundaries. And this exam was important.

Later that night after you were finished with studying and after taking a nice relaxing shower, you tried calling Stu. But he never picked up. After the third time you grew a little worried. Have you hurt his feelings? After trying for the fifth time you gave up and went to bed. You had to apologise tomorrow somehow.

That is why you ended up in front of Stu's door. A Pizza in hand as a form of apology. Your exam went well, you realised afterwards now how rude and mean you were to Stu. He didn't deserve that.

You kept knocking at his door without an answer. With a sigh you sat down next to his door. If he was there he had to come out at one point right? And if he wasn't, well at least he would see you when he decided to come home. You looked at your clock. It was 14:30. Another sigh left your lips. The guilt for treating him the way you did, eating away at you. Your mind going to all different kind of places. Thinking that he will be grumpy for a few more days, to even worse scenarios, like what if he wants to break up with you now? You don't know how you would handle that. He is the love of your life, and you thought for him it was the same with you. What if you were wrong? What if he was with another girl right this moment because for him this relationship was already over?

Your mind kept spiraling. An hour after you showed up here you almost gave up hope. Standing up and taking the now cold pizza you turned to leave. Stu came around the corner right this moment. He was a little startled to see you here.

Without thinking much, you threw yourself at him, pizza box almost smacking Stu in the face.

"Whoa there sweetheart, I am happy to see you too." Stu chuckled a little, but he was confused.

"You didn't pick up your phone, so I thought you were still mad at me for yesterday...And then my mind kept thinking of how this might be the reason you are breaking up with me..." You mumbled into his neck, standing on your tiptoes because he was unbelievably tall.

"Why the hell would I break up with you over something silly liken that? Sure I was upset, because you can be really mean you know that? I am a sensitive guy after all." That made you giggle a little. He might say this as a joke but deep down he could be sensitive even if you were the only person seeing that side of him. Made it all the more special.

"Don't know, you know how my mind can get."

"Fuck yeah I do. You are way too far in your own head sometimes, sweetheart." He tapped his pointer finger against your head for emphasis.

"I was actually hoping to make it up to you." Your breath was tickling the skin of his neck and you could feel goosebumps raising on his soft skin.

"Oh yeah how were you planning on doing that?" His voice took on a different tone, deeper, raunchier. And not more than a whisper, making excitement bubble up inside of you.

"I am taking you like my ways of apologising?" Looking at him still grinning.

He closed the door behind him caging you against it. "Fuck yes I do. Especially the part about the Pizza." He gave you a cheeky grin.

You playfully rolled your eyes at him. But before you could say anything he leaned down and kissed you passionarely. Letting out a satisfied hum against his lips you pulled him closer. Your lips melted together in perfect sync. He tasted faintly of sweets, chocolate. You couldn't have him close enough to you. Not even a sheet of paper would fit between the two of you right now.

Stu bit and nipped at your bottom lip, it was almost painful, but you knew that he liked drawing blood from time to time. Heck he always eats you out when you're on your period too. It helps with the pain.

Parting your lips you let his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues dancing together, a bit of spit drooling out. Again Stu likes it messy.

He began rutting into you as the kiss progressed. Panting against each others lips.

You could feel him hardening against you, and with a little more effort you pushed him away a little bit.

His eyes were hooded over with lust, pupils blown wide. His cheeks had a nice rosy colour and his lips were swollen from the kiss. You were certain you didn't look much different.

Moving him around so he was pushed against the door now you dropped to your knees, before he could pull you in for another kiss. You opened his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. You could see the outline of his cock in his briefs. Yourn mouth began to water and you gave the tip a kiss through his boxer briefs. Stu let out a shaky breath above you. Smiling to yourself you began to mouth at his cock through his boxers. You were fairly enjoying yourself. The anticipation of having the real thing in your mouth soon, making wetness pool between your legs.

It wasn't often that you could tease Stu like this, so you were thrilled he let you go on this long. His whole boxer was wet now where his cock was. Deciding that you did a good enough job in riling him up now, you pulled his boxers down, his cock springing free. Stu hissed a little as the cold air if the room hit his heated up dick. But he didn't have to complain, because your mouth was wrapped around him in seconds. Normally you'd love to admire his pretty cock. How it is shaped slightly upwards, how deep pink his tip got and the precum leaking out of it, the vein that was running along his whole shaft. Truly you loved whorshipping his cock.

You knew Stu says the same thing about your pussy. 69 a favourite position of yours. But right now you could do as you pleased with him. And you were just as eager to get him inside of your mouth as he was being inside of it.

Everything about him was big, so his dick wasn't the exception. You always needed your time to take him into your mouth, but you were so eager that you almost didn't care, pushing your limits a little. He still wasn't completely in. That would be sheer impossible, but with the speed you took him in right now, it leaves Stu breathless. His head dropping against the door as he let out a string of courses. His fingers weaved into your hair. Letting out a satisfied hum at the salty taste on your tongue you began to work your magic. Bobbing your had up and down, jerking him off with your hands on the part that you couldn't fit into your mouth.

Stu was not disappointed. You were really making this messy. He could already see drool running out of your mouth, the sounds you were making only added to his aroused state. Gargling and gagging when you went a little too far. But again you were eager.

Sucking at the sensitive tip from time to time too, which you knew always drove him wild.

"Fuck aren't you the best girlfriend ever? Look at you? So eager to suck my cock. Fuck you look so good. You always do. But right now? There isn't a better place for you."

You keened at his praise. Another thing about Stu? He could never shut up. Not even during sex. One time he really tried to have a whole conversation with you, while he was railing you over the couch.

You kept moving your head, relaxing your throat to take more and more of him. Tears were running down cheeks, mixed with make up. You had him almost down completely but you knew you were at your limit. More spit kept drooling out of your mouth as you kept going. Stu's grip on your hair turned harder and with a push forward you had his entire length inside of your mouth. Your eyes widen and you looked up at him. More tears streamed down your face.

"Fuck yes. Look at you. Looking like my personal whore. Fuck college, you should do this professional just for me." Your cheeks warmed at that. "And then you wouldn't have to snap at me that I am behaving like a child. Humiliated by my own girlfriend. You know that is unacceptable."

With that he kept thrusting his entire length inside of you. You were gagging and crying but honestly? Your panties were drenched by the way he was talking to you and treating you. Holding onto his thighs for dear life. He was really enjoying yourself.

"What would your professors think if they saw their good little student like this? I know you are best in your classes. Surely they would expect you to be such a whore for your boyfriend." His voice was so deep and sounding strained, turning you on moreHe was reaching so deep, you were sure your throat would be sore for a few days, but it was so worth it. Your cheeks burned in shame. But it came from a place of arousal.

You knew he was getting close, you could feel him pulsing. Looking up at him he quickly pulled out of you. Your mouth opened on instinct and you helped him jerk himself to finish over you. The first spurts of his cum hit your face and you closed your eyes. Deep groans came from Stu as he gave you every last drop.

Once he was finished he kept looking at you. The thing why he loves cumming on your face is because it makes you look like his. Sure he knows you are his, but there is a primal part in his brain that wants to claim you like this. Mark you as his, so that any other male or female knows you belong to him.

Opening your eyes carefully you looked up at him with big eyes. Stu's eyes haven't lost their hunger. Quite the contray, they looked even more intense now.

Not breaking eye contact, you lifted your hand to scoop some of his cum from your face and put it in your mouth to suck it off. Another deep groan escaped Stu as he saw you doing this and fully enjoying yourself. Again another primal part of his brain getting pleased. He kicked his pants and boxers off and took of his shirt.

He gripped your arms after you sucked the third scoop off of your finger, lifting you to your feet. You were a little wobbly, your knees hurting from the hard wooden floor.

"Not even the Mona Lisa looks as pretty as you now." Stu rasped, making you blush even more. He dragged you over to the couch and sat down on it.

"Bring me something to drink, would ya?"His legs spread wide you got a little distracted by him.

"Sweetheart you know I don't like asking twice." With big eyes you scambled to the kitchen, knees still weak. You returned with a glass of water and a beer, as you didn't know what exactly he wanted. Returning, you saw he got really comfortable on the sofa. Upon seeing the two drinks in your hands, and the fact that you haven't cleaned yourself off he gave you a genuine smile.

"Aren't you a good fucking girl?" He took the water and chucked it down, opening the beer afterwards. "Here is how it's going to go sweetheart. You are going to ride my thigh until you cum, then I am gonna fuck that disrespectful attitude right outta ya. Understood?" You nodded quickly.

"Good. Now undress for me. Slowly. I wanna enjoy myself."

Who were you to decline him. Removing your shoes and socks first to have them out of the way. You lifted your shirt, slowly of couse, revealing more and more skin to Stu, who was watching you like a hawk. He let out a groan as he saw you were wearing his favourite bra of yours. You gave him a happy smile, glad that he appreciates it. Then you turned around, shimmying out of your pants, bending down, giving Stu a nice view of your ass. You heard a breathy "fuck" as he noticed you were wearing the matching pair of panties to your bra.

Slowly, with your back still facing him you unclipped your bra and took it off. Cupping your boobs with your hands you slowly turned around.

"Come on show them to me." His voice was demanding and he took a swig of his beer. Slowly you peeled your hands off of them. Stu's eyes immediately dropping to them. Your nipples standing proud and internally he was dying to wrap his lips around them. But that would have to wait. You still had to remove one item.

As you took of your panties, Stu could see a string of your arousal connected to them. There was actually a big patch visible on them that Stu hasn't noticed, because he was distracted by your tits.

Still feeling confident, you threw your pantis at him. Stu took them. Then he did something you wasn't expecting. He actually sniffed them. Biting your lip, you could feel your pussy clench. Your eyes widen as you saw him licking the wet patch of your panties. His eyes closing and him groaning, like he just tasted the best thing in the whole world, which to him was the case. He kept doing this a few times and you were growing wetter by the second.

Stu threw your panties to the side and patted his thigh, signaling for you to come over and start.

You scrambled over to him and took your seat on his thigh. You could feel the muscles underneath it.

"Don't be shy. Start. Show me how desperate you are to cum for me."

Slowly you started to moved your hips against his thigh. It took you a little to find a good angle that was catching your clit, giving you some much needed friction. You let out breathy moans, closing your eyes and getting lost in the feeling. Stu gave your thighs a soft slap. "Keep your eyes open. I want to see the desperation grow in them." Nodding you complied even if it was hard.

You started to grind harder on him, quickening your pace. Sucking Stu off has already riled you up so much, you just wanted to cum at this point.

"You really are a whore huh? Making a mess on my thigh. Look at you. So needy." Stu flexed his thigh and it catched your clit in a way that made you dizzy. Your pace became erratic, your legs were burning at this point. You needed to cum so bad, you wanted to gush all over his thigh. Stu took another swig of his beer, watching how your eyebrows creased together. He knew you were close. Another swig and he put the beer away, gripping your hips to make you halt.

You looked at him confused and flushed.

"Change of plans sweetheart. The only way you deserve to cum and make it up to me is on my cock." You nodded dumbly, your mind already fuzzy from how close you were. Standing up again you almost drop to the floor, but Stu held you firmly, helping you take your seat in his lap. You could feel his hard cock pressing against you. With as much strength as you could muster you lifted yourself up a little, gripped Stu's length and sank down on him.

Your mind was reeling at finally being full of him. It was quite the stretch, but you were so wet he easily slipped in. Stu let out a dark moan. Your warmth enveloping him completely.

"You take me so well all the time sweetheart! Fuck. Swear this pussy was made for me." You only mustered a nod, already fucked out. Stu began to thrust up into you, making you fall forward onto his chest. Whimpering as he drilled into your pussy. He was determined to fuck the attitude out of you just like he promised.

You were holding on for dear life as he didn't let up. Your pussy juice coating the both of you. Stu pulled your face up to give you a heated kiss, that you couldn't hold for long as you desperately needed the oxygen. Stu grinned at that. Your face was still covered in his cum.

"God I should take a picture of you like this. So I always know what a good little whore you are for me when you piss me off." You could only moan in response.

"Need a whole stack of them, cause I sure as hell would ruin them just like I am ruining you right now huh?" Gosh he really wasn't shutting up ever. But you couldn't really focus on anything he was saying. The only thing you could concentrate on was how he was stretching you out, his tip hitting your Gspot every single thrust. You were seeing stars at this point.

Your release came without much of a warning. It came crushing through you and you were a moaning babbling mess, feeling yourself clench around Stu hard.

"Fuck that's it sweetheart look at you. What a sight!" Your ears were ringing and Stu still kept thrusting into you.

Lucky for you and your poor abused pussy, Stu didn't take that much longer before he came inside of you with a deep thrust. He kept grunting for you to "take everything I give you." And you didn't have much of a choice than to oblige. Not that you wanted to.

The both of you were sweaty and Stu moved you both so that you were lying on top of him on the couch fully now. Panting, you could listen to his heartbeat which helped you calm down slowly.

"You're amazing. You know that?" Stu's voice was rapsy. You lifted your head to look at him, giving him a soft grin. "Oh I know." He chuckled and gave you a big kiss. You hummed. Enjoying the post orgasmic bliss and cuddling for a while was one of your favourite parts. Stu drew patterns on your skin.

Then after a while, it was getting cold by now, he slipped out of you, making you whine. He sat you onto the couch, drapping the blanket he had here, thanks to you, over you so you could cover yourself up. He went to the bathroom and emerged, with new boxers on and a wash cloth. Sitting down next to you he started to clean off your face.

"Almost a shame cleaning it up..." He mumbled and you softly pushed against his shoulder, making him let out a soft laugh.

After he was done you stood up and waddled to the bathroom yourself. When you came back to him you put the blanket down, as you now wore one of Stu's favourite shirts. And it was only his favourite because you looked so good wearing it all the time.

Stu patted next to him and you plopped down. He gave you a glas of water which you eagerly took and drank. You really needed it. He turned on the TV and pulled the pizza onto his lap. Opening the box, the pizza inside gone cold a long time ago. But neither of you cared as you ate and enjoyed whatever it was that was on TV. Neither of you keeping attention to it really as you kept talking about your days. Stu asked you how your exam went. Everything was forgiven by now. And if this was the outcome? Maybe you should piss him of more times now.

[custom-emojis]

Please oh my god, my girlfriend calls themself a dyke all the time they'd absolutely love the >:3 pointerfinger dyke emote!!

fear not.....i will bump those to top of the queue.

5pm PST / 6pm MST / 8pm EST . convert how you need. Set your alarms mark your colanders etc etc.

[kitttenteeth]

If u make a heartshape with yr thumbs + Middlefingers and curl your pointerfingers at the top it looks like a ♡ with kitty ears on top.This explanation makes perfect sense Try It …………..

[adarkandmagicalforest]

PLEASE PLEASE a little sneak peak of silver and gold

We beg <3 :(

i have to re edit and rewrite the last chapter before its donneeee but i can give you this future snippet

"Leave us." The command was soft. But it was followed as if it was presented carved within stone.

Elynor was in the silver gown today, lined with pale fur and dripping with moonstones and diamonds - finery supplied by the Manderly's wealth, he thought with jealous intent. She was still punishing him then.

Tywin stood from his seat and lowered his head, as was proper now that he'd bent his knee to her. "Your Grace."

"I didn't realize you were interested in older women, my lord." She said then, the smile in her eyes even if it was not acros her lips. Her steel eyes were alight with mirth.

He hated laughter at his expense - but for once, as he was in on the joke, he allowed himself to revel in her pleasure.

"Interested seems a loaded term." Tywin said mildly.

Elynor stepped forward, her hand lowering down to the long table. Her fingertips grazed along the wood, the gold ring gleaming from her pointerfinger. "Old Nan was flattered. But unfortunately she finds you a little too young for her." She explained, her lips twitching to curl up into a maddeningly large grin.

"Such a shame." He replied plainly.

As expected, his wife's smile could not resist such a thing, and it spread beautifully across her face.

[brandyewitha-y-e]

Soooo, EVERY #winter or #coldweather snap, only My right #pointerfinger cracks and hurts. HURTS! I have tried just about every option I have come across . This year, I found a new #salve I hadn’t tried. I figured #whynot 🤷🏼‍♀️ #whatif this finally works? I put it in last night before bed and had instant relief ... but, the real question was would it last?! This morning, #nosign of it at all!!! https://www.instagram.com/p/B44zAX7ncYA/?igshid=rnoq9za5zxe9

[ow-anteater]

I don’t think we talk enough about the weird, lingering nature of love. Tenatively, I fall in love with a girl who laughs like sunshine at the age of fourteen, she kisses me on the train just to try it and my feet never hit the concrete at the station. Our fingers tangle and I ache until it fizzles out without ever really having been anything. And yet I still think of her sometimes, when the light is right and the clouds line up to let a memory of something fleeting shine through. If you’d asked, I think, I would have held your face and kissed you till long after the novelty wore off. Isn’t it weird, I think, how you still carry some of me with you smeared over the soft part of your palm?

[bwoahtastic]

3sf: Hunting Season AU - Omega Max deciding to change it up a little bit and instead of getting caught by one of the alphas he decides to do the catching. He catches alpha Lewis and instead of getting fucked he ends up fucking the alpha instead and then after he gets fucked by Lewis.

"The mouse catches the cat..." Max whispered hotly in Lewis's ear, pressing the Alpha into the tree trunk and teasingly biting at Lewis's neck while the Alpha growled but didn't push him off - Max had fairly won this hunt.

"Mm, this will come back to bite you in the ass." Lewis whispered, letting out a surprised huff when he felt Max's wet fingers against his ass, likely wet from the Omega's own slick.

"Oh I know it will, but for now, I will enjoy this." Max whispered, pointerfinger pushing into Lewis as the Omega nibbled at the back of the Alpha's strong shoulder, followed up by a rather intimate rub of the Omega's cheek on Lewis's bac - a silent question Lewis nodded to.

[bleutectic]

i burnt the side of my pointer finger when injecting my sample in GC-MS (about 250 degrees celsius) and i really fucking hope i wont get a blister

[thenamesblurrito]

My autistic ass did the numbers. The pick-tongs in the cafetaria meal are about 1 meter and 40 cm. Moonracer and Minimus and others their size likely hold it fairly close under the head, along their lower arm. Larger-than-most-adults characters likely hold it between their forefingers and thumb, with the pointerfinger as a guide and/or force applier.

I appreciate you so freaking much you are my hero

[pink-imagines]

Angel.

request: todoroki overhearing a guy calling his girlfriend by a nickname (like babygirl, sweetheart or something else). and maybe he isn't used to petnames so he just thought that something that you had to do in relationships so he starts calling you that and just like uuuuuuuuugh! so cute!!

a/n: I think this request is really cute! Thank you for requesting this!

warnings: none

When you got into a relationship with Todoroki Shouto you knew that it wasn’t going to be a cliché lovestory and you were very much willing to accept that. But the thing you were the least expecting were for him to call you a petname.

Still there you were stood, in the kitchen making tea, when Todoroki walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. The act itself was strangely unlike him, he didn’t like PDA that much and there were students in the dorms kitchen.

“Hi, babygirl.”, he muttered in his usual voice But when he said that petname it sounded so different, as if his voice changed even though it actually didn’t. You almost spat out your tea as your face got increasingly hotter.

“... what did you say?”, it came out as a choked whisper.

“What do you mean, angel?”, he asked. You were pretty sure you looked like a tomato by now, and it only got clearified by Mina snorting.

“I didn’t think that you liked... um... petnames...”, you turned around to face him, he had an unknowing look on his face.

“... petnames?”, he asked with a questioning look in his eyes.

“Yeah, you know... babe, sweetheart... angel...”, you spoke quietly so that no one could hear, but they were all staring intently at the both of you.

“You don’t like it..?”, he asked with a slight frown.

“No, no, no...”, you softly put your hands on his chest, “I thought you weren’t that kind of person... I don’t mind it... I actually kind of like it...”, you whispered out the last part.

“I just heard someone say it and I thought that was what you were supposed to do...”, he said quietly and the other slowly lost interest, since they couldn’t hear anymore.

“Shouto, you don’t need to do anything that you don’t feel comfortable with.”, you assured him, “Relationships don’t have to fit into a mold.”

“... but I like it...”, his cheeks got tinted ever so slightly pink, “... calling you angel... sweetheart... babygirl...”, between every petname he got a bit closer to you, “I like seeing how you react to it.”, his unsure look turned into a grin.

“What’s gotten into you, Shouto?”, you chuckled.

“Maybe you’ve just gotten in my head...”, he smiled and pulled you closer to him. You leaned your head against his chest to hide your red face. He softly kissed the top of your head before lifting your chin up with his thumb and pointerfinger. Just as you were about to press your lips to his someone-

“Get a room!”, Denki shouted and the both of you jumped away from each other.

“Awe! Let them, they’re being cute!”, Uraraka exclaimed. You grabbed your cup of tea and looked back at Shouto.

“I’ll see you at my room then?”, you smiled to him.

“Of course, angel.”, he smiled.

[loyaltyworn]

@statesangria​ || a kiss under the mistletoe meme!! || cause i forgot abt the mistletoe part

reuniting kiss

Work.

It’s always work that pulls them in different directions. They are used to it. Wired that way. Down to their bones. There’s something in the space between them that’s akin to understanding on a level where only those who seek peace inside the thunderstorms their lives can bring crashing down around them. Then find it in someone else who, equally, sees the same storms on their horizon more times than not.

Christmas Eve night’s come to pass. There’s a quiet in the wee hours of the morning where the softness found in puffs of white clinging to the trees and dusting the windows of the building across the street that has Bucky glad to be awake at such an ungodly hour. He takes the metal steps with a quiet to his footfalls that’s born out of training scented with blood and pain in the habits that refuse to be anything other than embedded in his DNA by now.

Speaking of which. So is this. Returning to her when all’s done and there’s some peace to be searched for that can only be found inside the warmth of the meeting place they both use when they’re in town. He knows she’s here. He can feel her before he sees her. With his hand slipping from the lock he engages, snow covered boots are nudged off at the door. Blue eyes take in the apartment and pause towards the open bedroom door.

A sprig of mistletoe hangs between his thumb and pointerfinger. Stolen (plucked??) from the veranda of a cafe with dark windows and not a soul in sight as he wondered past. Coat eased off his shoulders, it’s carefully picked back up when he approaches the bed she’s laying on. Bucky watches as a leaf traces along her jaw. The bed gives lightly under his weight as he crawls up the length of her frame. Their eyes meet and he wriggles the mistletoe holding it high as he bends down and their mouths meet. Firm and wanting. Merry Christmas.

[ask-beacons-finest]

Parsley, laying against Alder in the RWBY home, the pair of them watching a movie while the rest of the house sleeps: Told you babysitting was easy.

Alder, chuckling: I never doubted you.

Parsley, sitting up and stretches, yawning a bit: I'm gonna run to the bathroom, kay?

Alder, waves, watching her tail sway back and forth as she walks off: Alrighty.

~~~~~

Parsley, returning a few minutes later and slowly sits back onto the couch, snuggling back against Alder: Mmmmm...

Alder, raising an eyebrow: Comfy?

Parsley, pulling his arm around her: Very.

Alder, after a moment of looking at her: ...Yeah, my girlfriend thinks I'm comfy too. Do you mind getting out of her spot?

Parsley, taken aback, with a look of betrayal as she jumps off the couch: Wh-What are you talking about!?! How could you say-

Alder, standing up, sighs: Cut the act. I know a fake when I see one.

Alder, walking forward right through the pouting Parsley, who fades away to dust: Alright, alright.

Alder, knocking on the bathroom door: Parsley? You okay?

Alder, opening the door after hearing muffled shouts, finding Parsley hogtied and gagged on the floor: Huh. They really know how to catch you by surprise.

Alder, kneeling down, a pointerfinger quickly becomes engulfed in a pitch black glass-like rock, cutting apart the bandana that gagged Parsley: Don't they?

Parsley, furious, her red eye blazing as Alder continues to cut her free: I HATE THEM!!!! SO MUCH!!!!

[sweetcheetah86]

I had a nasty hangnail tear about a week or so ago and on Sunday I had hypergranulation tissue (the reddish bump) on my finger. This happens when something can't heal properly and the body produces too much tissue. The tissue has blood supply and is sensitive as fuck. It really hurts! #hypergranulationtissue #sorefinger #ouch #pointerfinger #ithurtslikehell https://www.instagram.com/p/B2iCMc-Ho5D/?igshid=6uy9o2i6vlv8

[wrapturebyinese]

My first #mittens knit so you dont lose your #iphone while answering it. I have learned to #swipe with my nose when I could not get my mittens off fast enough. I have lost the #righthand mitten of way too many pairs answering the phone in winter. There is a hole for your #pointerfinger and a #thumbhole on each thumb for #unlocking or #typing Of course the first pair came out crooked and one is #knit tighter than the other. You have to start somewhere. #1 #ineseliepina #wrapturebyinese #knitting #knitmittens #naturaldye