#wheeze the juice

[rakofelo]

Wanted a cool sticker for my T kit, so I made one.

[mamawasatesttube]

a sneak peek of ch2 of androecia, rough draft, posted in order to motivate myself to keep working on it tomorrow:

He kisses Kon some more, because he can, and because kissing Kon is fucking radical. Today is different than last night—instead of a haze of frenzied desperation and need need need, he gets to actually savor it. It’s slow, warm and syrupy and sweet. He takes his time, leaning into Kon and exploring him properly.

Last night was all about Tim. But today, Tim wants to learn Kon. Every sound he can elicit by touching him, kissing him, caressing him; every different facet to his smiles, every gasp or sigh or hum of pleasure. The shape of his mouth, the way he likes to be kissed best.

One day, Tim will be a walking encyclopedia of all these facts. But today, he’s just setting out on his mission to learn and catalogue it all. It’s thrilling.

“Rob,” Kon breathes, his voice low and a little rough in a way that sends sparks shooting down Tim’s body. “Mm…”

“Clone boy,” Tim answers, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the pulse point in his neck. Kon makes a breathy sound and tips his head back, turning his face into the sofa cushions, and Tim smiles against his skin. Kon likes neck kisses.

Kon’s crop top has ridden up his ribs between them, exposing a delicious swath of golden-brown skin. Tim runs his hand down Kon’s chest, relishing the way Kon sucks in a breath as his fingers brush bare skin.

Kon’s fingers twine into his hair, an echo of the phantom fist that refused to let Tim look away from the mirror last night. He gently but insistently tugs him back up for another proper kiss, licking into his mouth. Tim makes a low noise in response, shifting against him to try and get even closer, and Kon spreads his thighs apart invitingly, pressing Tim to his chest.

When he breaks the kiss, Kon drops his head back against the armrest for a moment. His eyes are alien-bright, his cheeks flushed and his mouth an enticing shade of kiss-red. Desire pulses low in Tim’s gut.

“Robbie,” Kon murmurs, gazing up at him. He reaches up, his fingers grazing Tim’s cheek before his hand settles in against his jaw, his thumb caressing Tim’s lips. “You’re so beautiful.”

Tim’s face burns. “I—” He clears his throat, ducking his head. “Says you.”

Kon blinks, and then his lips curve into a slow, lazy grin. “Aw… you think I’m pretty, sunshine?”

Fuck. Sunshine reaches right into Tim’s chest and carves out a spot for itself, settles in warm and pretty like a drop of sunlight itself. Kon can’t keep getting away with that. Tim stares down at him for a moment, trying desperately to kick his brain back into functioning gear.

The most beautiful person in the entire universe just asked him if he thinks he’s pretty. Tim stares at him for a moment or two more, lips slightly parted but fumbling for words. Kon just called him sunshine. And is now gazing up at him with those gorgeous, inhuman eyes framed by thick, dark lashes. This close to him, Tim can see the faint, faded freckles sprinkled across the apples of his cheeks.

“That’s…” Tim clears his throat again. “That’s the understatement of, like, the century, but. Yeah.”

On the upside, admitting it makes Kon blush. On the downside, Kon only gets prettier when he’s blushing and smiling up at him like that, his eyes shining with warmth. “Oh,” he breathes, beaming. “Wow, Robbie, that’s…”

Kon’s arms twine around him, pulling him closer again. Kon’s smiling into the kiss, which is so endearing that Tim’s heart flutters in his chest as he kisses him and kisses him. He wants to hear Kon moan.

God, Tim just has to kiss him again.

A gentle pressure winds around his whole body like a weighted blanket, smushing him against Kon. Heat flares through him at the reminder of what Kon’s TTK can do to him, and he gasps against Kon’s mouth, his toes curling under the blanket. “Kon,” he breathes.

Kon pulls him into another kiss, humming in answer. His fingers stroke over the back of Tim’s neck, slow and soothing. “Mm…”

Tim skims a hand down to his chest again, strokes against his ribs. His fingers play with the rumpled hem of Kon’s shirt, dipping under it just slightly. “Can I?” he asks, breathless.

Kon lets out a soft noise, almost but not quite the moan Tim wants. “Robbie,” he says, a little strained. “You can do whatever you want with me.”

Tim’s heart skips, leaps, and soars. “Kon,” he says, and slips his hand up Kon’s chest.

[pandaimitator]

The crossover I didn't realize I needed

[angelpuns]

Totally did not break into the snack cabinet during the anon party- totally not sugar crashing-

HOW DID HE GET IN THERE- THREE HOW DID YOU GET IN THERREEEEE

LMAO just Eugene tossing thus guy over his shoulder and putting him to bed BAHAHAH

Although he's real small so it'd be like picking up a bunch of grapes or smthn

[totallyradicalmucky]

I love you, Inpoot

[riewiggles]

It’s about summer and I’m still drawing scenes from my crappy fanfics (Summertime is Livin’ Easy chapter) because MOTIVATION and I had to draw this one in particular because I had to make the reference to...

It’s not even subtle.

Also KANJIPLIER. In the Fanfiction Kanji dyes his hair out of influence of the YouTubers who dyed their hair during that time (it was when Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Cyndago, etc dyed their hair for charity because the story takes place in 2016- basically during the events of P5). Apparently with the glasses he looks too close to Mark and I can’t unsee it. I’m DYING.

Non-Fanfiction subnote: after the wardrobe malfunction Kanji now has a dress code

[rawwithlove]

My lil poopy Monty

[shining-gem34]

Dan Heng Headcanons

||Very delayed HC's about Dan Heng and Dan Feng.

This will mostly focus on appearance, personality, weapon choice, habits, and etc. in a bullet format (somewhat)

The Differences/Similarities between Dan Heng and Dan Feng

Appearance

Height: Dan Feng is taller than Dan Heng

Hair Highlights: As a Vidyadhara, Dan Heng has teal/turquoise highlights in the back of his hair. In previous appearances/artworks, Dan Feng had none of that except in his most recent appearance. It's hard to tell from this image, but if you look closely he has more of a deep blue highlights.

Notes: Dan Heng does have a singular red line in his hair, but it could be either an accessory or a red highlight. I'm personally leaning toward accessory. Dan Feng does not have this.

Makeup: In both of his forms, Dan Heng has crimson eyeliners on one or both eyes. Surprisingly, Dan Feng has no eyeliners or any signs of makeup on him.

Accessories: Other than the bracers and body accessories on their clothing, Dan Feng wears a singular red tassel earring on his right ear. Dan Heng IL wears a gold lotus earring and in his default form, he wears a pair of jade earlobe earrings connected by a string.

Extra Stuff: Overall, Dan Feng face shape is more angular/sharper compared to Dan Heng slight chubby cheeks. I interpret it as Dan Feng being older and mature. Dan Heng, even though he is almost at the point he's physically stops aging or already has, is still rather young.

Clothing Choice: They are both reserved people so they lean towards outfits that shows very little skin.

In the case of Dan Feng, he became accustomed to wearing luxurious and sometimes complicated outfits befitting of his status. While his taste in luxury is the same, he prefers a style that isn't cumbersome and easy to move in for day to day matters (especially during war).

For Dan Heng, he prefers outfits that are more casual compared to Dan Feng. They're not only easy to move in, but he can remain inconspicuous and not draw attention to himself. As long as he isn't noticeable, Dan Heng feels safe enough to move around. Regarding his IL form, he has little to no comments about the outfit. It's supposedly a traditional Yinyue Jun outfit that was forced upon him and he gotten used to wearing it over time.

Personality

Summary, their personalities are similar where they are very reserved individuals and prefer to keep themselves. Due to how they were raised/lived their lives, there are some differences.

Dan Feng learned to keep his emotions in check so you rarely see him lash out. If he is angry, truly angry, he silent at first but if he speaks- his words are biting, sharp, and without restraint. Dan Heng has a harder time if you strike him where it hurts the most. He may appear calm on the outside, but he is a whirlpool of emotions ready to snap at a second notice and it is not a nice thing to see.

As we keep hearing before, Dan Feng is said to be arrogant. He is seen as arrogant, because he is confident in himself; powerful, ethereal, and influential. He do what he must in order to lead his clan and appear as the perfect High Elder. Even if the Preceptors are unhappy with him, there is little they can do against him.

In contrast, Dan Heng is more humble than him. With everything he experienced up to this point, Dan Heng learned to appreciate whatever he has in life. He is confident in his abilities and strength, but he isn't "arrogant" (I forgot words here).

(More TBA. Most likely on a separate post)

Weapons/Abilities

Spears: DH and DF are both proficient in using the spear compared to other weapons. Between the two of them, DH is more spear-orientated than magic. (Other weapons might be in a separate post)

Cloudhymn Magic: In terms of potential, they are roughly equal but DF is obviously more experienced in this category and actually prefers to use Cloudhymn Magic. He finds it easy to wield as if it's an extension of his arm; no thoughts, just flick his finger and BOOM water explodes.

DH is rough around the edges, channeling what he knows from memories of the previous High Elders. Naturally, with years of hiding and running away, DH almost never needed to use magic. He is rather rusty around the edges. He is capable of doing great feats like DF, but he finds the feeling of magic foreign to him. (Will go through this more in separate post).

[shima-draws]

JFJANGNSND my dad said “If worse comes to worst we can bring all your gifts up to your room and you can open them on camera on Sunday”

Live broadcast of Shima opening her Christmas gifts. Quarantining but STILL participating

[alderaanplacesss]

[godnectar]

not to brag but the cute guy in school talked to me

[superteacherlady]

Tampa Bay Comic Con with Pauly Shore. Brought the nieces and nephew to their first nerd fest. They loved it! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[a-lost-time-traveler]

For my fanfic and fic readers, tell me an instance in which something written in the story was so funny that immediately threw you out of the immersion

[kiwibirb1]

I like going through my posts and adding new tags that I think of.

[biglisbonnews]

Pauly Shore shares Ben Stiller's 'Encino Man' screen test Today I learned that Ben Stiller was considered the role of the defrosted caveman in the 1992 comedy Encino Man. However, Brendan Fraser ultimately landed the breakthrough part, partly due to Stiller's scheduling conflict. Pauly Shore, who played the Valley dude "Stoney" Brown in the movie, recently shared Stiller's screen test on YouTube. — Read the rest https://boingboing.net/2023/03/22/pauly-shore-shares-ben-stillers-encino-man-screen-test.html

[woso-dreamzzz]

Allergies

Hardersson x Child!Reader

Jessie Fleming x Child!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: Jessie saves your life

You're riding around on Jessie's shoulders the day it happens.

You like Jessie a lot. She's super snuggly and warm and she always plays with you when she comes over. She's friends with Niamh and they both hang around with Zećira so you see them a lot.

After Zećira, Jessie's one of your favourite girls at Not-Wolfsburg. She likes to sit with you on the coach and you watch movies with her before she wraps you in blankets and naps.

Jessie's great and you love her a lot.

She's not as tall as all of the other girls but, together, you make a tall person so that's okay.

You're riding on her shoulders because Morsa's talking to Coach Emma and Momma's doing media. It's media day which means it's boring for you and Jessie's got a gap in her schedule so she's come over to where you're set up with girl-swan and girl-moose and now you're on her shoulders.

You're giggling and Jessie's pointing out what everybody's doing.

"There's Sam!" You say, pointing to where Sam's sitting with somebody and a plate of food.

Jessie carts you off towards her.

"Hi, Sam!" You chirp, reaching down to shake Sam's hand because sitting up so high on Jessie makes you feel all special and powerful.

Sam laughs.

She must have something on her hands because after she's pulled away, your skin feels all itchy and little red welts appear where she's touched you.

You scratch them as Jessie takes you off her shoulders.

"What's that?" You ask, pointing at Sam's paper plate.

"It's a kiwi," Sam says," Would you like to try it?"

"Never had a kiwi before," You say, thinking for a moment," Just a little bit please, Sam."

"You've got it."

She hands you a chunk and you pop it into your mouth.

You've got kiwi juice on your hand and it makes it go all red and itchy. It makes your throat go all itchy too.

"Don-Don't like it," You say. Your voice is all wheezy and choked up like your throat suddenly doesn't want to be open anymore. You try to cough but it doesn't work and tears appear in your eyes.

"J-Jessie!" You cry," Hurts!"

But your words barely make it out of your mouth and it's largely unintelligible.

Jessie and Sam are looking at you horrified as your face gets redder and redder and puffier and puffier.

You're panicking now and your tummy feels all bad, like you're about to throw up.

You think you do throw up. You're not too sure but you feel all woozy because your throat is all closed up and you can't breathe.

There's a clamour of voices around you and you drop like a bag of rocks.

Pernille watches it happen in slow motion. You get redder and redder and then you're down.

She leaves her interview without even making an excuse, sprinting towards you.

You've got vomit all over your top and your face is all swelled up and red. You're grasping at your throat, clawing at it so much that your little nails make deep red lines down your neck.

You're growing weaker though and you slump to the ground.

There are shrieks from everyone as you go down.

A crowd has formed, of players and media alike. Magda shoves through the crowd just as Jessie shoves her way out and Pernille kneels down to check your pulse.

It's hard to locate under all the swelling but it's there, weak and thready.

But it's there and that's all she can focus on.

"What happened?!" Magda demands, looking around wildly," What happened?!"

Pernille's desperately trying to find a way to help you.

You look terrible and your breathing is getting shallower and shallower. Someone (Pernille thinks Magda) gives her a napkin to mop up the vomit on your chin and she moves you onto your side so you don't choke.

Your eyes are swelled shut and you're making these terrible wheezing noises on every inhale.

"I don't know!" Sam is yelling," She ate some kiwi and completely swelled up! I didn't know she was allergic!"

"She's not allergic!" Magda snaps back before screaming out," Medic! Come on!"

Jessie fights her way through the crowd again and Pernille's watching in slow motion.

"Call an ambulance!" Jessie orders, more authoritative than Pernille's ever heard her. She rolls up your shorts and jams a big pen-like thing down into it.

The effects are almost instantaneous. Your face slowly begins to unswell and your breathing evens out. As you wake up, you immediately burst into tears, blubbering and whining out words that aren't even words.

"We still need to get her to the hospital," Jessie says, looking around wildly," It's my epipen. It's meant to be for adults. I don't know if kids have to have different ones."

Thoughts come rushing through Pernille's head at such a speed that she can't fully understand. She remains in this state even when the ambulance comes and everyone's loaded inside.

Media day has been cut short and Pernille knows that the rest of the team will be following in their cars.

"What...What did you mean, epipen?" Pernille manages to ask as she stands outside your hospital room after being kicked out so the doctors can work.

"Epipen," Jessi repeats," They're for allergies. It's like a shot of adrenaline or something."

"She's not allergic to anything," Magda says, speaking for the first time in a while. She's just staring at you through the window.

"My parents thought I wasn't allergic to anything until I went into anaphylaxis too," Jessie says quietly.

The doctor slips out of your room and shakes Magda and Pernille's hands.

"She's fine," Is the first thing he says, clearly very used to settling worried parents," Your friend did the right thing, giving her the epi. Usually, we'd see some bad effects with an adult dose on such a little girl but your daughter's allergies are severe enough that only an adult dose would have helped."

"And it's definitely allergies?" Magda asks.

"Definitely allergies," He confirms," You'll have to bring her back in a few weeks for proper allergy testing but you said it was a kiwi?"

"Yes," Jessie says," Kiwi."

"Then I'd keep her away from bananas and avocado too. They tend to be grouped together with allergies and latex too."

"But she's going to be okay?" Pernille says," She's going to be alright?"

"She's going to be just fine," The doctor assures her," Her reaction was pretty extreme so far as symptoms go but she's going to make a full recovery. I'm going to prescribe her some epipens for the future and all you need to do is make sure she keeps them on her at all times."

"Thank you."

They're all let into your room where you sit playing with the tube of your IV.

"Leave it alone," Magda says softly," How are you feeling?"

You make a face. "Sam's kiwi was a bad kiwi."

"I think all kiwis are bad for you, princesse," Magda says with a little laugh as she brushes her hand over your hair.

"Kiwis are blergh!" You declare sticking your tongue out. You turn to look at Momma. "When can we go home? Jessie said that we could play zoo."

"I think they want to keep you a few more hours," Momma replies," And then we can go home."

You sigh like this is a big inconvenience to you. "But then Jessie has to go home too," You say," And she said that she'd play zoo with me."

"We can play zoo here," Jessie says as she comes in," Sam and Erin dropped off your backpack. Have you go any zoo animals in here?"

You perk up. "I do! I do! Morsa, Momma, can we play zoo here?"

Magda smiles. "You can play zoo here but no jumping around. I want you to sit nice and pretty in your bed. And no playing with your IV!"

You sigh. "Fine."