#stop bath

[starvels]

the thing about ults steve is that he’s simultaneously a dirty subway pigeon with a ‘hit me, hit me, i want you to hit me, shut up and hit me,’ attitude AND ALSO a 4ft snake that’s made a home in your grimy attic and seems genuinely confused as to why you’re trying to kick it out with a hoe, because aren’t you living together?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The math just adds up!

[iso3200net]

Fresh!

After almost full three years, and fifty (yes, 50!) rolls of film, it was just about time to mix a fresh litre of Fomacitro stop-bath.

Taken with Panasonic Lumix GX7 digital mirrorless camera, with Leica DG Summilux 25mm F1.4 lens. Slight crop, just a tiny bit of levels, and that's it.

[obsob]

here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud!!

✷(print shop)✷

[greatstormcat]

Sub!Ghost x gn!reader thoughts…

MDNI 18+

You discovered Simon’s submissive side by accident, the two of you weren’t trying anything on purpose, it just… happened. He was exhausted after returning home after a long, horrendous op and just fell into your lap on the sofa. Your fingers twisted into his hair after he had pulled off his balaclava, scratching at his scalp and tugging gently at the strands until he let out a long, deep huff of breath.

You suggest you run him a bath and he is too tired to disagree with you, so you ease him into hot soapy water, lathering his hair and telling him to lay still while you wash the paint from around his eyes. He runs on autopilot, nodding along with everything you suggest until you stop suggesting and asking, and just tell him what to do and watch as he does it happily. When you tell him to get into bed and snuggle up next to him, it happens, you tell him he’s doing so well, that’s he’s a good boy for doing as you said and you see him shudder, he’s eyes half lidded.

You lean in and kiss him and Simon moans softly, almost a whine due to the headspace he has fallen into. When you pull away a little he whimpers out a soft please, begging for more and you realise his cock is rock hard and twitching against his stomach.

It doesn’t take much for you to straddles his hips, taking his cock into you as you coo soft praises to him. He grips dumbly at your thighs and hips, breathing harshly and biting his bottom lip as you ride him. Every word making his cock painfully hard inside you.

You ride the high, listening to Simon’s pleas and soft whimpers as you clench around him, watching his face flush and contort under you. You tell him not to come yet, he nods and says he won’t, promises to be good for you.

You marvel at that beautiful, huge man lying prone beneath you, giving himself over to you and hanging on your every word. Looking to you for his every decision and action.

He bucks his hips, driving himself up into you, doing everything he can to hold back his orgasm until he is covered with sweat and aching with need, but he can’t come until you tell him to.

Finally, you tell him he can come and he empties himself into you with a soul shuddering groan, sending you over the edge with him. Gratitude fall from his lips, and you lean down to kiss his forehead sweetly before you clean him up once again and tuck him in beside you to sleep.

[little-pup-pip]

hewo !! culd I havs a bubbls an bafftime moodbord wif a paci ? pweffewd gende is fem :3

Definitely!!

[worstloki]

love the idea of the Avengers adding new members but being stingy about rooms so the OG Avengers each get their own but Bucky and Loki are forced to share one under the guise of it being 'healthy interaction'

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Damian: *comes home*

The batfam: *has been turned into literal bats and birds*

Damian:

The batfam: >:(

Damian: *starts taking really good care of them and is nicer to them than ever before*

The batfam: :O

The one white bat that Damian can't identify and assumes is behind this: >:3

[jacensolodjo]

It is easy to make jokes about the Eastern European and Jewish prerogative about food. It is not so easy when you know both groups have been literally starved to death through no fault of their own.

It is easy for someone to say "why didn't they just leave" but not so easy knowing because these murders by starvation were intentional, the victims were actively prevented from leaving. Which in itself is proof it was intentional for these people to starve to death.

If you want us to believe something like the Holodomor was a natural famine you shouldn't also tell us about internal passports (something many countries have done in order to keep an eye on where their "undesirables" are going) and people being shot for trying to board trains, planes, busses, and carriages. If, instead, it was natural, why stop people from going somewhere that there IS food?

Through the lens of epigenetics we can begin to understand why a third generation American of EE/Jewish descent might have this anxiety about food, about making sure there is enough, that we remember those who are less fortunate, that we appear to subsist entirely on leftovers. Or, indeed, why many with these epigenetic changes tend to trend towards higher percentages of body fat. Our bodies through our genes remember a time nobody could be even a pound overweight and it knows that the body literally eats itself as we starve and the first to go of course is body fat so our bodies, knowing all this, make sure we have extra "God forbid (ptoo ptoo ptoo), just in case".

"They tried to kill us, they failed, let's eat" isn't just a pithy saying. We outlived them even despite being unable to eat. We do not hoard food, we just happen to have a lot of leftovers through this anxiety about food. "Oy, I ate too much" is a blessing. With it, we are aware of how few times our ancestors could say the same. During Pesach (Passover), we have an entire dinner party (complete with perhaps a little too much wine) and recline in style as we eat matzo and remember why it is just so damn flat (we rushed off to escape from Egypt without finishing making our dough. D'oh!). Everything on the seder plate has a meaning, with some items being added or removed based on the traditions of the family or congregation doing the seder. Such as in the past couple years the olive is added to symbolize the hope for peace in Ukraine (or, for some, peace in the Middle East). Or the orange to symbolize the inclusion of the LGBTQ community.

Perhaps it seems paradoxical to eat so much in one sitting instead of saving some for a time where food may be scarce. But it goes hand in hand with "They tried to kill us, they failed". We have survived another day and have enjoyed good food and good company. In spite of everything they did to us. We feast out of spite. Perhaps because of all those times our enemies were eating without a care in the world while our ancestors watched and starved. We have proof of commie buffets while starving Ukrainians watched from the street. We have proof of Jews being teased with food, with Gentiles tossing heels of bread on the ground so they could watch as said Jews fought over it or flinging a sausage and laughing as Jews raced to get it as if they were playing fetch with a dog. Or the innumerable times people were killed for stealing a handful of grain when many times they were the ones who had farmed the grain in the first damn place.

There are many who do not see starvation as a tool of genocide. They don't understand how starvation can break a community. Death by Hunger, the translation of Holodomor, was not about control like people claim (in other words they claim the death was an accident, that the starving was meant to keep people in line. If they had just behaved themselves they wouldn't have died etc.,). It was always and forever about a stronger group ridding the world of another group without getting literal and metaphorical blood on their hands. They could cite plausible deniability. It wasn't their fault, honest, it was just bad luck.

The stereotypical scene of people in lines that stretch multiple city blocks was in fact the norm. And more often than not, only the first few dozen would get anything at all and everyone else would find they had wasted an entire day waiting for food that was never meant to be given to them in the first place. The supply was purposely small. At least for those who were either too low in the Party or not a part of it at all. For Jews, you turned to the black market which was often caught selling spoiled food as well as food that wasn't actually food at all (such as sawdust masquerading as bread). Which happened even with regular stores because as a Jew you could only buy certain things and everyone knew it and still would not sell the genuine article because why should they? It is, after all, going to a Jew. Soviet areas were guilty of doing this to everyone, too.

So if you are visiting an EE and/or Jewish home and they actively push food on you and insist you take leftovers, that is their love language. We want you to have enough because far too many times our people did not. And in Jewish culture, it is a literal mitzvah to provide food to those who cannot procure it themselves either because of money/access, or they are going thru the bereavement process or otherwise incapable of dealing with making sure they have something to eat (such as an illness that prompts them being added to the Mi Shebeirach list which in many congregations is printed and given out to refer to during the Mi Shebeirach prayer during services and may also be paired with the mourner's kaddish list). It is why when you go to a house where the occupants are sitting Shiva, you will often find their kitchen stacked with tupperware of varying sizes and cuisine and you will often be instructed to bring something as well though it isn't a requirement. Generally, your presence is considered the more important aspect of the Jewish bereavement process. (Just do not say you are going to sit Shiva with someone. Rather, you are paying a Shiva call or condolence call. Only the mourners are in fact sitting Shiva. Also important: try the door first before ringing or knocking, as usually that is seen as an interruption to sitting Shiva which is frowned upon. And do not literally call them unless told otherwise for the same reason.)

Food makes or breaks us. Food is not inherently moral or immoral. And yes, perhaps there is always room for dessert. And maybe we do eat too much but that's okay. We have survived to enjoy it, so let us do so. Nu, it is what our ancestors would want.

[kowabungadoodles]

My brain after a minor setback in the day: KYS KYS KYS KYS KYS KYS KYS KYS

me: Hah, oh you silly goose. Let's get this couple of hours of work done and then go eat yoghurt, okay?

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

KANKRI: Imagine y9u had a 69x with a little 6it of G9d in it. What w9uld y9u d9 with the 69x?

MSPAR: We’d protect it and keep it nice and clean and polished.

KANKRI: Y9ur 69dy’s that 69x. Stop 6athing in markers.

[starvels]

writing ults stevetony makes me feel unhinged because one moment they’re like

and the next they’re like

🔪🔪🔪

[judecopeart]

Wanted to do more doodles to go with these but didn't oh well here's anthro Kinito and friends in their beachwear (why do you guys have beachwear on you live in the woods)

[avernusreject]

I'm perfectly normal about these two. Idk what your talking about

All I'm saying is I would pay so much money to play through the heist of the crown with these two.

[veone]

the hot waters out again.

[sapphicmumrik]

I wish. I fucking WISH that Sega (and fandom) remembered Knuckles uses chaos energy