#which reminds me that i got a bunch of these to repost

[tvrningout-a]

IMAGES OF YUBARI

" of course i wanted to see the world, to experience its fullness. i wanted to be a real part of it, rather than the passing shadow i so often felt like. i wanted to devour the world. "

pg. 1/∞

[personasintro]

Mutual Help | #01

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fake dating au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language

⇢ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.4k+

𝐚/𝐧: this bombass comeback wouldn't be as amazing and special if it weren't for @kithtaehyung who made the best new mh banner anyone could ever make!!! ryen, thank you bub so much for putting up with my indecisive ass and taking the time to make not only this banner but different versions before that! I truly appreciate it and I'm thankful you're a part of this!!

ogs know this one is reposted but I hope everyone will enjoy it whether they're rereading it or reading for the first time! lastly, thank you for the endless love and support, i love y'all ♡

𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 ⇢ 

The hallway looks exactly the same, which there isn't any reason why it should look different all of a sudden, but considering you haven't been in this building for the past few weeks just makes you want to notice the slightest change. But there is none. It still smells sterile with a little bit of sweetness which reminds you of cinnamon. You're not sure why, nor do you really dwell on it too much.

You could imagine your Thursday evening differently, which means laying down as soon as you come home and turn on Netflix, trying to spend at least twenty minutes finding a good show. That's been your routine for weeks now, but you're not complaining. It feels that void of loneliness in your smart one bedroom apartment.

Although, you can't help but feel nervous when you picture the message you got from Jimin.

'come to Jungkook's, he needs us' 

He never explained anything further, nor replied to the tons of your messages or missed calls. You wouldn't be on the edge, if you've seen or heard from Jungkook. Apart from some occasional messages like 'what's up' or 'what were you doing today?', your communication went downhill. But you don't blame him or yourself for it. You were both busy and probably still are, to even hangout like you always used to.

It bothered you for some time, not hanging out with your best friend like you used to. But you've grown used to that small but painful fact that you don't have to see each other every day. Plus, after some time you've realized, you can still be best friends with someone without having to chat with them 24/7. Gratefulness is how you'd describe your feelings. Grateful that your friendship works, even though you don't get to spend your time with each other that often.

Your knuckles meet the wood of Jungkook's front door in a gentle manner, which is a complete opposite of your inside feelings as you've this weird feeling inside of you. The message Jimin sent you was weird and you haven't heard from anyone since then.

And when the door finally opens, you're glad you're met with Jimin himself as he stares at you with hopeful eyes and a breath of relief that escapes his plush lips. You rush inside, already taking off your shoes and jacket while you confusingly stare at your friend that looks more than relieved to see you.

"What the hell happened? You never texted me back." you tell him, or more like scold him rather than properly greet him.

"Ah, sorry," he cringes, pulling out his phone before he notices the bunch of messages and missed calls from you. "It's just—"

"This is bullshit."

The grumpy and raspy voice unintentionally cuts him off, booming inside of the apartment causing your ears to naturally perk up. Is it just you or his voice got deeper? You look at Jimin with a questioning gaze, who sees the confusion on your features as you hear Jungkook's grumpy and annoyed voice. Rather than explaining something to you, he sighs and with a quick cock of his head towards the living room, you both walk inside.

You're surprised when you see Taehyung there as well, opening a beer can before he pushes it into Jungkook's hands. Surprisingly, the mentioned guy is slouched on his beige couch, wearing one of his baggy shirts and loose sweatpants with his hair looking like he hasn't brushed them for days.

Taehyung's eyes meet yours as soon as you step in, noticing the mess around including two pizza boxes thrown on the floor and empty cans of coke and beer on the coffee table. "Oh, thank god!" Taehyung breathes out the same sigh of relief, causing you to greet him with a confused 'hello'.

Although, you don't wait for any reaction because your best friend finally acknowledges your presence in his home, head lazily turning in your direction as you walk up to him.

"Great," he mutters, almost rolling eyes at the sight of you. "Who called her?" he eyes the two of his best friends, scoffing before he takes a gulp of the beer that Taehyung handed him.

"What kind of reaction is that, asshole?" you react right away, frowning at your best friend that hasn't seen you for weeks and this is his first reaction.

"Don't mind him, please. He's just a little bit drunk right now." Jimin quickly jumps into an action, noticing your fireback and unappreciative tone that's aimed at none other than Jungkook himself.

He rolls his eyes at Jimin words, but doesn't say anything else before Taehyung watches you with cautious doe eyes. He sits in a chair, arm leaned against his knee as he anxiously bites his nails even though he tries to act casual. You don't buy it.

"What the fuck is going on?" you ask them, pointing towards Jungkook that looks like a truck just hit him.

Jimin opens his mouth, but Jungkook glares at him which ends up with him shutting it right away and when you look at Taehyung, he doesn't even spare you a glance.

"Which one of you called her?" Jungkook speaks up, eyeing the two of his friends as they point to each other causing you to snort. Cowards. "I'm fine. I don't see a reason why you make such a big deal out of this. I'm fine."

The fact that he had to repeat the same sentence twice, just proves that no — he's not fine. And before the wheels in your head start to work and roll, Jimin's voice speaks up in a clear, yet quick tempo.

"Kiko broke up with Jungkook."

The room goes silent, faint sounds coming out of the television are filling out the thick silence in the room as Jungkook freezes, not even glaring at his friend that apologetically shrugs at him.

One of the reasons why you haven't got to see your best friend that often is, that he simply found a girlfriend. Trying to combine his work, personal love life and you was already hard. But you get it. You're not mad or annoyed at him, because the two of you still kept in touch. It was just a matter of time until some of you found someone and naturally, there wouldn't be that much time to spend your days together. It was bound to happen and you knew Jungkook would be the first one to find someone.

He's your best friend, but you're not blind. He's one of the most handsome guys you've ever met, not just that but his personality is something that most girls would fall for. His attitude is pissy right now and now, you know the true reason behind it. But the Jungkook you know, is one of the most caring people you know. And not only that, but he's funny, intelligent and perfect at almost everything. He's the whole package and any girl would be lucky to snatch him.

And that girl, or perhaps you should say a woman, happened to be Kiko. A Japanese beauty that their mutual friend introduced them to one another. It clicked off immediately. Even you've noticed it when Jungkook Rain checked almost every plan you had together. He started to stare into his phone with all those puppy heart eyes whenever she texted him. At first, you found it annoying because it was just plain rude, watching him text her every five seconds instead of trying to hang out with you. But then, you just stopped caring and whenever you went silent, he'd just pushed his phone away and tried to gain your attention.

It was stupid, because you knew if you gave him attitude or silent treatment, he would just feel bad and tried to focus on you. Until the both of you stopped hanging out with each other that much.

"She did?" you mutter, staring at Jungkook who stares in front of him with a wiped out gaze. You've never seen him in this kind of state. "I'm sorry, Kook."

"Yeah, well, shit happens." he grumbles, clenching his jaw as he takes another gulp of beer that's securely clenched in his hand.

You've seen Jungkook having a couple of girlfriends, but you know that his relationship with Kiko was different. He wasn't just any girlfriend that he tried to get to know, she was someone that he completely fell for and couldn't stop talking about. He's in love. And even though he's being an ass to his friends right now, it's just his coping mechanism and you know that whatever Jimin and Taehyung has been doing, hasn't helped much. He plays tough right now, hiding his true feelings under this cold and uninterested facade but you know him better.

And when he keeps glancing at you before he quickly looks away, it's almost as if he can hear your exact thoughts.

"Well," you hastily speak, clapping your hands together as you lightly smile at everyone in the room. "You don't wanna date anyone whose name is Kiko." you try to joke, a laugh and snort erupting from Jimin and Taehyung who has obviously found your little joke funny.

Jungkook on the other hand, looks even more pissed off because he never looked at you with so much anger and annoyance as he's looking right now, causing you to squirm in your spot. "Real class, Y/N." he barks at you, causing you to slump in defeat before Jimin squeezes your shoulders in comfort.

"I brought you banana milk. I didn't know what happened, so I thought this would be a nice and quick save." you lightly tell him, sitting at the end of the couch, next to his sprawled legs but he doesn't move them away.

"Jeez, I'm not some fucking kid. Banana milk won't fix my broken heart." he scoffs, shaking his head while the three of you are even surprised that he just admitted that he has a broken heart. Well, clearly but since he's been putting up this tough act, it still comes as a shock. Judging by the look of Jimin's and Taehyung's face, they seem to think the same thing.

"I know that, Kook," you quietly tell him, hastily grabbing one of his ankles as you squeeze it in a manner to comfort him. He doesn't budge, that means something. "Is there anything we can do for you?" you ask him, not really sure if he's even going to answer that.

His brows furrow while he fumbles with his fingers, the slightest pout adoring his small lips as he thinks your question through. The three of you watch him with curious eyes, wondering what the hell is this guy thinking of. He looks at you, then at Jimin and Taehyung before he softly sighs.

"I mean... there's nothing you guys can do." he says softly, taking another gulp of beer that tastes like piss. Korean beer is just not good, and you're surprised that Jungkook even drinks it. But he never had any problem with any alcohol, that man can drink and eat anything.

There's nothing you can think of that could possibly help him out of his heartbreak. The only thing for you to do, is to be there for him. And if drinking a beer that tastes like piss is some kind of twisted way of helping him, you're in. So, you reach out and grab one of the unopened cans before you open it with a loud 'click', taking a gulp of it.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook sits up, staring at your scrunched nose and distaste written all over your face.

"Drinking with you." you shrug, taking another huge gulp of it. The more you drink it, the less it tastes awful.

"But you hate this beer." he reminds you, scowling at you and your nonstop gulping, hand twitching to get it away from you.

"I know," you shrug, grinning at him. "It doesn't taste that bad. Now come on," you nudge him with your leg, raising your can to him. "Cheers." you call out to him, ignoring his big doe eyes that stare at you with a slight confusion before he sighs.

"Cheers." he mutters, clicking his can against yours before the both of you take another gulp.

The two of you are completely unaware of your friends' faces that are washed with relief and knowing eyes as they stare at you and Jungkook. All it took was just to call you to save the day. Jungkook might not be in his greatest mood or show his appreciation for you to be there for him, but drinking without constant complaining and cursing is still a better result that Jimin and Taehyung managed to get.

"I've never thought I'd ever drink this much of this piss beer." you croak out, putting another empty can onto Jungkook's messy coffee table. You sit back, head falling onto his shoulder as you silently inhale his scent. It always reminded you of his fabric softener that smells like a baby, mixed with his cologne that is very faint on his clothes.

"How do you know what piss tastes like?" Jungkook asks, raising his brow at you while the corner of his lips twitches in amusement. "Do you wanna tell me about your weird kinks?" he cocks his head at you, causing you to groan as you hit his shoulder but it does nothing to him, he doesn't even budge.

A chuckle roars in the back of his throat, a first sound that can be considered as a positive emotion.

"It's not like that." you mutter, growing embarrassed at the thought of Jungkook thinking about your kinks. Not that you know about them that much. You might think there are some things you might like, but you never had anyone to try it with. How possibly could you know? But the idea of you having a piss kink, or whatever that's called, makes you want to gag. Maybe it's the beer or just a single thought of it, who knows.

Jimin and Taehyung already left, once they saw Jungkook loosening up, they took that chance to go home and leave the two of you alone. Not even once he talked about his heartbreak, you silently watched a TV show that Jungkook turned on whilst drinking a beer and munching on some crackers that Taehyung handed you before they left.

Glancing at Jungkook, his face is illuminated from the screen whilst he's watching a TV show with slightly furrowed brows. And when it finally stops, he sighs and grabs the remote to browse through some other movies and TV shows. He keeps browsing through them for a couple of minutes, muttering a pair of curses when he can't find anything he likes. You turn on the lamp in the very corner of his living room, causing him to frown even more from the sudden light.

You sit next to him, staring at him as he sighs and looks back at you. "What?" he asks unbothered, the remote still clutched in his hand.

"I'm sorry, Kook," you tell him silently, reaching for his shoulder which you squeeze in comfort, like you previously did with his ankle. "I know that you loved her."

And you see his facade crack, when he sucks his bottom lip as he quickly looks away from you to blink away the tears that are threatening to fall. You've never seen him this vulnerable.

"Love," he mutters, causing you to let out a confused 'huh?' in response. "Not loved her, but love. I still love her." he corrects you.

"Why did she break up with you? You don't have to tell me if you don't feel comfortable enough, but you guys seemed so close together."

It doesn't make any sense. Jungkook kept talking about her even through your messages, and you could practically feel the happiness radiating from his single messages. His whole Instagram is filled with their pictures, or just single shots of Kiko that Jungkook has taken and captioned with a single heart emoji. You've never seen him being so in love before. That's when you've realized that Kiko is different from any other women that Jungkook was seeing.

You don't push him into answering, the last thing you want for him is to get upset with you. But you can't keep walking around eggshells for this whole night.

"Apparently, she just wants some time for herself. She wants to explore other things, whatever the fuck that means." he bitterly chuckles, eyes filled with anger but you know it's just hidden hurt.

"Maybe you'll find someone else, Kook. You're still young."

Scoffing, he shakes his head. "She's the love of my life. I really doubt there's someone else for me. I was about to ask her to move in with me."

Shit, he's really serious about her.

"You did?"

He nods, biting onto his lower lip before he lets it go, fumbling his eyes before he sighs in defeat. "I love her." he whispers, his voice sounding so vulnerable that it makes your heart clench.

You go straight into hugging him, enveloping his huge body to yours as he starts to cry into your chest. For the first time, he finally breaks in front of someone else rather than himself. He clutches to your body, tears wetting your shirt but you don't mind it, grabbing him even tighter. He cries, something he doesn't usually do in front of everyone. You realize how he kept holding himself in front of Taehyung and Jimin when all he wanted was to cry it out.

"It's okay, you're going to be okay." you tell him, cheeks pressed against his hair that got super long since you've last seen him.

He sniffles, wiping his eyes before he slightly pulls away. "It happened two weeks ago and I'm still such a fucking mess." he scoffs at himself.

"Two weeks ago?" you exclaim, surprised by the new information. "It happened two weeks ago and I know just... now?"

He glares at you and you quickly shut your mouth. "Not everything is about you, Y/N." he reminds you.

Rolling your eyes, you're about to curse at him for being so rude but then you remember his state. He's just hurt and in a way, he's right. "No, that's not what I meant. I just... I'm surprised that you didn't tell me sooner. If it weren't for Jimin, I don't think I'd be here right now." you explain, thinking about all possibilities that could happen.

"I was going to," he mutters, reaching for a bottle of water instead as he takes a few gulps. "But I needed some time to myself. I didn't want anyone to see me like this." he points out towards his slightly puffed eyes.

You just wished he'd tell you sooner. But you don't tell him that. It's not selfish to think that, because you just wanted to be there for him sooner. Nobody should go through such a heartbreak alone. Not when he has you and other two friends willing to be there for him.

"You know that you can tell me anything, right? I'm always here for you." you remind him, flushed cheeks when you see his eyes already set on you.

The friendship between you and Jungkook is mostly surrounded with you teasing each other and in a way, he's like an older brother to you. You don't get all sentimental with each other, even though you're always there for one another. It's an unspoken rule and natural feeling that your friendship has.

"I know," he says softly, giving you the best little smile he can muster. "And I'm so grateful for that. I know I was acting like an asshole and I'm sorry, I just... I'm really happy that you're here."

You don't get to hear such words often, especially coming out of Jungkook's mouth, but that's why you're even more pleased to hear them.

You smile back at him, silently thanking him and also saying that it's okay and you get it. It's quiet for a moment. Jungkook fumbles with his fingers as you silently watch him, noticing a few new tattoos that decorate his honey skin.

"Y/N?" he asks suddenly, causing you to hum in return. " You know when you asked me, if there's something you could do for me?"

"Oh, boy. What is it this time?" you joke, causing him to silently chuckle under his breath.

What could he possibly want to know? The last time he wanted something from you, was to clean his whole apartment because he twisted his ankle. But whatever that comes out of his mouth next, never occurred to you before.

"Can you pretend to be my girlfriend?"

© 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 (𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝) | don't forget to reblog ♡

[nyxxxx-onepieces-dragun]

Ace Boyfriend HC

A/N: Js a bunch of fluff and random things that came to mind and its quite long but enjoy ;3 Characters: Ace x Fem!reader mentions of other characters aswell this is a SFW HC but I might make a NSFW one so stay tuned for that!

SFW HC:

When you first started dating Ace would love to give you sweet little love letters. It's sweet yet not too much and they would say something like "your my never ending thought, A."

definitely be prepared for the ultimate princess treatment. Oh your hungry? he's already running to Thatch asking demanding it be made for you right then and there, your feet hurt? no problem he'll just give you a piggyback or carry you bridle style.

I think Ace would be too shy to approach you despite his confident and gentleman appearance he just doesn't want to mess things up so instead he asks you out via letter that went along the lines of "Lets flip a coin. Heads, your mine. Tails I'm yours." he definitely didn't have Marco put it on your desk in your cabin

He loves physical touch it reminds him that he's not alone and your like the calm in his storm keeping him there and anchored.

Also if you want him to melt while you both are chilling in his cabin he's on his stomach sleeping soundly just go over and start massaging his back, bonus points if you dance your fingers over his Whitebeard tattoo, now its a daily thing for you and if you don't do it please do it he'll be all whiny and pouty "Y/nnnn~ please can you rub my back?? I promise just for 15 minutes!" you do it for about three hours hehe

He never ever takes you out on missions with him, afterall he is the 2nd division commander and he takes on some serious missions but when you do arrive on a new island you best bet he is right there at your hip keeping a protective arm draped over you and watching out for anyone who might try anything he's so golden retriever please love this man with all your heart

He's great at being big spoon and being your personal heater but he looooves being little spoon it makes him feel safe and calm in your arms as you run your fingers through his raven locks all that day's stress washes away and he feels content knowing that someone will always be there for him no matter what.

One time Ace tried to set up a romantic little boat date and everything was going great the moon was high up stars twinkling in the sky as you both ate fruit together he was sat across from you and before you knew it his narcolepsy kicked in and his face was now in your chest as he snored soundly.

At first you were confused and a bit flustered since he was so...close but you ended up just running your fingers through his hair waiting for him to awake and when he did...this man got redder than a tomato apologizing over and over again.

But the more frequently it happened the more bolder he got and at some point he would just stay there burying his face more into your chest which in return landed him slaps on the back of his head and scolding while you were a flustered mess "so comfy~ OUCH! it's not my fault I fell asleep!"

this is my first time writing I'll try to get better in the future but Thanks for reading this reposts are welcome just credit me! & <3

[jeannereames]

POLL about Hephaistion

Redoing the Hephaistion poll after several answers reminded me you all are children of the internet. 😊 There wasn’t an internet until I was in my 20s, and even online bulletin boards weren’t much of a thing until I could legally drink. So, I removed a bunch of novels that were getting no votes to add several new options. (Edit to add: the only reason I left my own is that it got 2 votes in the prior poll; I'm not that egotistical.) I’d forgotten about Horrible Histories, which has a big following.

If you’ve already voted, please vote again. I deleted the prior poll. If you choose an option that asks you to specify, I’d love it if you’d do so in tags or comments (I'm honestly very curious about public history). These are in chronological order. Kinda. Left off fanfic as most people go to it after developing a fascination, and the old Pothos site + forum, once huge, has seriously dwindled. If either fits you, put it in tags.

PLEASE REPOST for wider responses.

[lix-ables]

# 🫀minho. [ smut, mdni. thigh riding, grinding, teasing. ]

masterlist | do not repost or translate | words : 432 ©︎ lix-ables

“eyes up here, darlin’,” minho’s eyes never stop staring at the way you moved, your fingers bunching up his shirt, your knuckles almost the shade of the knee length socks you wore – white.

so delicate, yet so desperate, he thought, watching your oversized sweater falling off one shoulder, giving him a peak of your bare collarbones and chest. now that’s a place he can mark up, right after which he could see himself spending all night sliding his dick between those tits of yours. “can’t seem to focus, hm?”

a smirk from him and his fingers gripping at your waist stops you from your task, and minho takes in your words, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip, the only thing stopping you from whimpering and giving into more of his charms. but being seated on his lap, more like his thigh, while you bucked up against him like nothing else would bring you closer – didn’t really stop you. it would be your loss. he would remind you of it often.

“can’t help that you’re too good at distracting me,” you breathe, pushing a strand of hair away from your face, whining and rocking your hips back and forth against his thigh, trying to finish what you started almost what felt like twenty minutes ago. “i’m distracting you?” minho raises an eyebrow at your sentence, his palms now away from your waist, and on your thighs, squeezing at the skin, getting another whimper out of you. “baby, i just got home from the shoot, and guess who couldn’t keep their hands off me as soon as i walked into the door? you,” he leans forward, shifting in his seat under you, and the friction getting you worked up again, he smiles.

“guess who was so desperate, that i couldn’t even go take a shower, so now i’m here, getting them off, but poor thing can’t stop grinding and fucking themseleves on me.” minho chuckles before continuing, “ what will the stylist say when i return these pants, and there is a stain on them?” and just then, he decides that it’s the right time to put his hands back on your waist, gripping you tight, before bucking his hips into your soaked panties, just once though, and stopping right after. “lift your hips for me, love,” he mumbles, pressing forward to leave a kiss at the base of your neck, his fingers sliding slyly inside your sweater and grabbing at whatever skin he could lay his hands on. “tonight we’re not getting up from here until you’ve come for me at least three times.”

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[neonfretra]

making hockey edits as a total newbie

having completed my first poetry edit its both easier and harder than i thought! which is pretty exciting considering the fact i have a poem in the back pocket that reminded me of the sharks. its WAY longer and i probably dont REALLY want to actualize it. but. fun process! talking about my process below the cut :)

concept

the inspiration was wanting to make a pickles edit and his number is 44 (and there are SO many sharks players that couldnt take 44 because of him. i mean it so seriously i hope they retire his number solely to inconvenience everyone for the rest of this franchises lifespan)

i dont think hes super widely known because:

the sharks are bad

marc edouard vlasic is bad

so i doubt the narrative of the edit makes much sense LOL

long story short, he used to be REALLY good. never got acknowledged for it in the broader scope. fell off with age . makes him super unpopular because hes signed 8x7m (shout out to past gm doug wilson) and hes bad. hes played with the sharks for the second most amount of games (second to patrick marleau who is like. THE shark of all time. hes so shark they call him mr shark. so if you grade on a curve...?) .

i love our shriveled husk!

the first image (the title card) came way before everything else actually, sort of my proof of concept and proof that i could actually make anything its very young pickles! that image is like. 7 years old

collecting images

all images (not including text overlays) were pulled directly from getty images

i got around the watermark kind of stupidly! most of the time, you can get around it by just pulling it from newsites that did pay for the rights to the image (reverse image search is a pal) or by checking social medias for reposts by the photographer or team (harder for me because i dont use any social media, use instagram only when necessary because it CRUNCHES)

i used mspaint.

it shows.

(brian babineau)

yeah it was by literally pasting the thumbnail (upsized by about 334% i believe?) on top of the image which is why its such a mess of pixels . the nice thing about the human eye is that it kind of smooths over the image if you dont look too closely . other times the texture of the image is so crunchy already that it doesnt actually make a difference.

(i DID edit the right image i just. cant see it?????)

(left: kavin mistry, rightt: noah graham)

for simpler shapes i did try to use an airbrush to fix it but its not super noticeable so.

the important thing was not using photos where theres a watermark over the main focus because im not making it look good enough to pass .

are there easier ways? oh god yeah. for sure. am i using them? well if you scroll back up

human centipeding images together

hardest part was the photos that mashed images together:

(man just check the original post for credits)

these were NIGHTMARES (now text free!) i have all the things i edited as separate layers if anyone ever wants quinn hughes disembodied hand or two pickles

making image two

the concept of this one was the second, but i had the final image ready to go second and finished it last. i finished this one second after fighting for my life to compile the images for it

the ideas straightforward enough: pickles on ice with the puck, other prominent defensemen going through the motions of a shot edited in. this is when pickles is like. capital g Good

compiling the pictures were easy enough? the hardest one was actually finding one of pickles HAHAHAHA

fun fact is that i chose a bunch of right shooters by coincidence. actually a miracle that i didnt notice until comparing pickles to them in editing. which i did extremely haphazardly (seriously i was guessing when resizing them

i did all this in an art program that didnt have the ability to select the subject so i hand erased the background. i keep mentioning it but if i had to work around erik karlssons hair i get to complain about it.

first time using the soft eraser if that means anything. the green background was to help me tell what i had and hadnt erased yet

this one took me the longest by far and had me questioning the decisions that lead up to this point the most.

making image three

PAINFUL. there are five different peoples hands on this thing and i spent most of it trying to choose hands that were interesting poses+decorations and in different places. didnt bother removing the watermark on any of the hands because why do i want to make more work for myself. erik karlssons second hand did not make the cut (watermarked)

the nice thing IS that there is a sort of photoshoot they have with consistent angles and lighting. i proceeded to spend way too much time aligning five different photos on top of this to make sure the hands are in the right place and about the right size.

an interesting bit of the editing is that the colors on the trophy photo were actually an afterthought! because it looks kind of nothing.

it looks nice next to the second image because of the cymk coloring but the problem was that the first three images had colorful elements to them and the fourth is just text on the image

adding text

alt title: OH GOD IMAGE FOUR IS SO NOTHING.

image 3 uses my favorite quote about pickles believe it or not ^_^

If you are new to hockey or are newer to the San Jose Sharks fanbase, you will see the withered shell Vlasic is of his former self and think that any conversation about immortalization in Toronto is beyond the bounds of possibility.

insane someone wrote this about another person. quite chuffed that you can read that phrase in the final image!

image four babe im so sorry you are so underbaked. the article on THAT one is literally just about the 1000th game celebration. but also its hella ironic

“I’m still the same guy I was when I came in, just 14 years older,” Vlasic said. “Plays the same way, does the same things, plays against the same players. Just 14 years older.”

whole lotta people want this man GONE because hes flopping so hard. everyone and they momma taking bets on when hes getting bought out. its BAD LMAO i hope they sign him another 8 years

in reflection

edits are way easier than i thought they were to make with zero knowledge of the medium! i had no idea what i was doing but i made something i feel extremely proud of, take a shot at it sometime ^_^

something i kind of struggled with was making something that felt interesting and unique but unified as a whole piece? i dont approach things with a visual "theming" in mind and i more or less tripped up on the colors LOL

give it a shot! a spin, even! oickles.

[ymnfilter]

Hey I'm new and I'm a huge doctor who fan, You do not know much of a shock it was to go on to the Rose/Doctor tag and just see a basically a 100K story I got so excited! Until I realized it wasn't complete, So I'm jumping on here before I get by hopes up too much—because unfortunately I read the one shot where the doctor is a simp in all regenerations And I adored it, Like normally in these stories when they meet out of order Rose is the one falling in love and he's the one with all the info Which adds a difference to them power dynamic that I never liked. But I love the twist on it. And I always adore the doctor as a simp for Rose in any context! is this just you reposting an old story that you don't intend to finish or reigniting an old passion for an old work? And please don't take this the wrong way, I am in no means trying to be nosy or pushy. And I'm truly sorry if this comes off that way! (You can't really get tone from text, So I'm always a little bit nervous when asking these questions) Thanks for answering if you can! 😁

Hii!!! It has been a while since I've been able to go on either ao3 or tumblr. (Life got in the way big time 😬😬) When I logged in yesterday, I saw that there were a bunch of messages asking about my dw fics, daffodils in particular,

I honestly thought, at the time, that deleting those fics was the right thing to do. I had given up on becoming a writer, and i did not want any reminders that would make me feel bad for giving up.

It was such a stupid decision, especially since I did end up writing again, and now am alhmd writing professionally.

There were wayyy too many asks in my inbox for me to answer them all, and some were so old that I would just feel awkward replying to them all. So, instead I mass uploaded all of daffodils that I had saved on my drive.

I do miss writing for the dw fandom, but I am also currently working on an original fiction that takes up most of my brain space. I remember daffodils in particular took a lot of time to plan and write. I cannot definitively say if I will update it or not. I'm sorry I can't give you a straightforward answer.

Though, I will say I did leave the fic on a good enough note that you won't be frustrated by a cliff hanger or anything like that even if it takes me a while to update.

Again, thank you for reading my fics!

(To all the people who did write to me about the fics, I am so sorry if it felt like I was ignoring you. I saw most of the submissions just yesterday and the first thing I did was reupload daffodils. I will also reupload all the rest of the fics in due time. Thank you for reading. You guys have literally made me the writer that I am. I love you, and though I could not answer you all individually, just know I read every single one of your asks, and I will try my best to be a lot more active on here from now 😘😘)

[lizard-shifter-noms]

Still Subject to Change Chapter 30 (NEW)

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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC

(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)

this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.

if there are still any grammatical errors i’m sorry.

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“If you ever feel like stuff gets too much you can come to me and I’ll try my best to make time and help you, Does that sound good to you?”

He was silent for a bit and I worried if he even heard me but before I could repeat he finally spoke.

“That- you don’t have to do that, i can- i can deal with this myself”

He was clearly apprehensive about the offer and trying to disappear in one of the folds of my pouch.

“Well yeah, I guess so, but you don’t Have to deal with this alone.

Look, I’ve lived a majority of my life alone and I can tell you that needing help isn’t a bad thing, hell I would have loved to have had help sometimes.

I know what it’s like dealing with stuff alone and I think it sucks, Nobody should have to be alone when they need help.

Besides, I’m just offering you that if you do need help you can come to me and I’ll do my best to help and make time for you.

And now that we are at the castle i doubt i’ll have much to do anyway”

I patiently waited for his response, he didn’t HAVE to answer now though, He could take as much time as he needed.

And for whatever Reason, which I was going to blame the Ardua Bracelet on, being able to protect him like this felt right.

While he was there nothing could get to him unless it got through me first, literally.

And there was no way a spider could sneak in, so he didn’t have to worry about his phobia either.

He could just, relax and let someone else do everything, maybe that’s exactly what he had needed.

“Donovan? I don’t think i have enough brainpower to think about that today, Is it okay if I answer some other time?”

“Of course, take as much time as you need, i’m not going anywhere, at least not without you”

Adding a bit of humor at the end wouldn’t hurt right?

Besides he wasn’t feeling the best right now so maybe it would cheer him up a little bit at least.

He just snuggled deeper into my pouch and i had to keep from emitting a pleased hum, man, fuck those Ardua instincts.

This was NOT about me right now!

This was to help Robin, nothing else.

I carefully positioned myself so that my Pouch was shielded from all sides by my limbs and only my back and head were exposed to the night air.

This pose did have a lot of similarities to the loaf form I had taken earlier that day.

Now nothing could get to him, not even near him without me knowing.

Though, my self control really was being tested today wasn’t it?

For whatever godforsaken reason Robin had started rubbing the inside of my pouch, likely spaced out again even if I couldn’t see him.

The sensation practically made me melt like warm butter and I had to really fight to keep from letting out a delighted hum.

I did not want to startle him with a random sound, not when he finally wasn’t trembling anymore.

Instead I just froze on the spot, not moving aside from my tail swinging from side to side.

Then he started to knead into the walls even more.

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Robin had been right, this was helping.

He was just lying in a soft and dim room where the only noises he could hear, aside from Donovan speaking,

were the rhythmic whooshing of the lungs that somehow reminded him of a distant breeze through trees and the steadily thumping Heart that sent blood to every part of the Arduas body.

It was strangely soothing to be surrounded by something alive that had promised to never hurt him and listen to the muted sounds his body made just by being alive.

He briefly wondered why he had two hearts if only one was doing its job already so well, but he was a hybrid so things probably didn’t have to make sense.

And for some reason he actually felt safe in here, logically he shouldn’t, He knew that, but he also knew Donovan wouldn’t hurt him.

He’d promised that back when they were still in the forest, and he doubted he’d break that promise.

He was half Fae, and Fae was bound to their promises.

Somehow he didn’t think that the Fae thing was what made him keep this promise.

And after his… outburst, his energy was sapped, The soft and warm walls didn’t help that either.

He was more comfortable than he’d been in, well, ever, and the texture of the walls was like silk, if silk was even smoother and slightly damp.

Not that he minded that, at all.

And it was so, so soft.

Robin couldn’t help leaning into them and rubbing his hands over the surroundings just to feel how his fingers went over the smooth walls.

The texture really was like the smoothest silk had ever touched, if not better, so he steadily moved his hands over it from left to right, As well as up and down.

That got a reaction, the walls around him twitched in surprise for a second.

Robin huffed and rubbed at the wall again, causing the room around him to rumble and a new sound to surround him.

Donovan was purring… That was kind of adorable.

Encouraged by that nice sound that made his bones thrum, Robin pressed his hand to the wall and started rubbing in a circular motion, now with both hands, turning Donovan’s stilted vocalization into a steady purr.

Should he mention it?

They were all new to this, maybe it was something he wanted to know?

Besides, the sound was relaxing and made his bones buzz slightly.

He liked the sound, Donovan really was like a big cat in his Ardua form.

He decided to mention it and tell him that he liked the sound.

“You are purring”

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“You are purring”

What? What did the little ginger mean? I wasn’t a cat, I couldn’t purr, What was he talking about?

“No im not”

But even as i said this i became aware of the fact that there was a sound that DID sound a lot like purring, and the sound was coming from me.

“Yes you are,you’re doing it right now!”

He yawned as he said this and resumed kneading his tiny hands into the walls.

Damnit.

I really should ask Oakley if I could take a look at the book he mentioned.

“Go sleep already, i can tell you’re tired, and you just had kind of a bad time you should rest”

He yawned again and snuggled into one of the walls of my pouch.

“Hmmkay, i do like the purring though, its relaxing”

He did? Well, since there was no one else around I guessed I could just continue?

If the sound was calming for him maybe it’d help?

While I doubted that he was still shaken from his earlier panic, having some soothing background noise would probably be nice for him.

And I had to admit that this was actually pretty comfortable, somehow.

I was still lying on a rock outside at night while I had a living breathing human person IN my pouch.

Though while he was sleepily snuggled up in one of the folds of my pouch he was still absent mindedly running his hands over the flesh there.

Yeah, continuing to purr was not a problem like this.

Though he went slower and slower, likely falling asleep.

And somehow this was relaxing enough that I also got tired.

Well, it had been a long day, a weird one too, Now it was time for some peace and quiet, Fuck knew both of us needed that after the weird weeks we had.

I yawned and then felt Robin roll over, sleepily mumbling something and then curling up.

While I was kind of disappointed that the internal massage stopped, I was glad that he finally fell asleep, It was late and I knew he was not a morning person.

My own eyelids growing heavy, I let my head dip down to rest on the ground,

using one of my paws as a pillow and falling asleep content with the knowledge that my Friend was safe, even from his own fears.

At some point during the night I was briefly awoken by a rustling sound.

What now? I was tired, whoever this was could pester me with their bullshit tomorrow!

Still, I should probably make sure that this wasn’t a threat.

Looking over to where the sound came from I could see another silhouette stumbling over some bushes.

Oh, wait, in the dim moonlight I could actually see who it was after my eyes had adjusted.

It was Arthur, and he was stumbling his way over to me.

Man his eyes must have not adapted to the dark with how he kept bumping into things, then again it might be possible that Ardua just had better night vision.

Then he walked past me towards the cliff.

Oh fuck no.

I stood up as fast as I could while still being mindful of my worn out passenger.

I managed to snag the back of his shirt with a claw before he just walked off of the cliff.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

Then I noticed it.

His face was flushed pink, like a lot so, he must have had a few too many alcoholic beverages.

Goddamnit, I knew what I was doing when I avoided anything alcoholic.

And it was a good thing that i had been out here and woken up when i heard him.

He could be dead by now, impaled by one of the spikes or drowned in the ocean far below.

That was a very frightening thought, one I did not dare entertain further.

But fucking hell, how much did he have intus?

Well, i’d say not my problem but apparently it was now since it was clear he did not know what he was doing.

I’d better make sure he would not run off again, or worse, and potentially kill himself.

I used a claw to hook his shirt and drag him back to the spot I had been in before but he wiggled out of it with some slurred speech that I had no hope of understanding.

Well, the hard way it was then, I grabbed the back of his shirt with my teeth and dragged him like that.

I did not plan on swallowing him though, he’d only disturb Robin and that was the last thing I wanted.

Speaking of the ginger, I could feel him sleepily shifting and hoped he wouldn’t wake up.

Also he was drunk as fuck, that could be actually dangerous, for both of us as he could injure someone.

Also I doubted he’d appreciate that.

So I carried him by the scruff like a kitten and went back to settling where I was before.

I carefully set him down between my arms and made sure he could not escape, but instead of trying to get out and leave he just settled in the crook of my arm which I had previously used as a pillow.

He was just lying there but before I could ask him anything he shoved a hand against the side of my head and slurred out something barely coherent.

“No, shut up”

Well, i didn’t mind him there, but if he puked on me or disturbed Robin somehow i would put him in a tree.

But I did hope that this was it for nightly disturbances, I needed sleep too.

Settling my head on my arm again I made sure that Arthur couldn’t just get up and wander off.

I did not want him falling of the cliff in his intoxicated state, that would be horrible.

And he kind of already tried to do that sooo, this was for the better.

Checking one last time that he wouldn’t wander off and that Robin was still comfortable in my pouch I rested my head and finally went back to sleep.

And if someone else decided they would wake me in the middle of the night I would chuck them through a castle window.

Luckily I was not disturbed again and could just sleep through the night and into the morning where I got woken by a very confused Arthur who did not remember how he got there.

Yeah, this was gonna be fun.

And now I actually had friends.

Friends that did not mind me being a weird shape shifting Fae Bastard.

Though the fact that I could eat people was probably not something we would talk about, aside from Robin maybe.

But the little rusthead did end up taking my offer of helping when he had a bad brain day.

From this point onward things could only get better, and as soon as Rikaad found that stupid paperwork I could also go to the city and explore without being immediately executed.

I’d wait for a few weeks though, just to be sure that everyone got the memo.

But it was nice to finally know that things would get better, and not just for me, with Rikaad as king it would get better for everyone.

Yeah, I was looking forward to that future.

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It had been a week now since we had started living at the castle, and the protruding rock on the cliffside had quickly become one of my favorite places.

It was a nice sunspot too, as confirmed by a cat that had showed up sometime and then refused to leave.

I liked the cat, it somehow had no fear of me and even tried to groom my fur.

At some point I even followed it for an entire day as lots of people had said I looked cat like I thought I’d go and see what an actual cat did all day, That had been fun, and now I had a feline friend that sometimes showed up and tried to clean my fur.

While i had spent time with the cat Rikaad had found the papers that dictated how much taxes had to be paid by the citizens.

He was righteously angry at finding out that the wealthy people only had to pay two percent taxes while the poorer people had to pay up to ten or even more.

He immediately put it at five percent for everyone as he thought that rich people should not have to pay less than poor people who sometimes couldn’t even afford to eat, In the end he made it so that everyone had to pay the same percentage.

In his words everyone was worth the same, and that poorer people had to pay for everything while the rich just kept getting richer was not fair.

Of course some of the rich fucks complained while the rest of the citizens cheered.

He then told the rich fucks that complained that they could leave if they wanted, but they had to leave their stuff behind and were not allowed to take what was considered ‘kingdom property’ whatever the fuck that meant.

Sometime after that the funeral for the old king was held, almost nobody attended and i had stayed behind with Robin while Rikaad and Arthur went even if they didn’t really want to.

To be completely honest I really hadn’t wanted to see the corpse of the old git that was majorly responsible for a lot of Misery, and not just my own at that.

Instead I had Worked to renovate the shed for my Ardua form with Robin, that had been fun.

Another day I had helped Barsen out in the garden. 

He had asked for help in uprooting a tree that had rotted from inside out and was a safety hazard as it was near a frequently used pathway and could fall on someone.

I had ended up dragging the thing that was longer than I was tall to one of the walls where it was out of the way, maybe they’d use it as firewood sometime.

And best of all was that now that it was warm again all the flowers had come back in full bloom.

I could only applaud Barsen as the Garden looked absolutely stunning with all the colors.

And Robin made flower crowns with whatever he was allowed to pluck, which meant he befriended Barsen on the basis of talking about plants.

Barsen had even complimented Robin’s name as apparently he was named after his favorite bird which I found a funny coincidence.

While there were a lot of flowers in the garden, not a lot of them were blue simply due to the fact the old king had not liked the color, maybe because it reminded him of Maringand.

But there was one place where i had seen a speck of blue petals, Which led to where I was now.

Standing in front of the cliff near the rock and looking at the spike with the tree on it.

I could see something blue right next to it and I wanted to get it.

Not for me of course, but I wanted to get them for Robin so he could make a blue flower crown.

He said he wanted to, so I’d try and make it possible.

“Mrow?”

At the sound I looked to my right where a cream colored cat with rusty ‘boots’ and tail sat, She was looking as disapproving as a cat could.

“Don’t look at me like that, i know this is a bad idea, but i want to do something nice for my friend”

She just blinked and then walked away, clearly signifying ‘not my problem’.

Eh, whatever, it would be fine, I had practiced jumping just for this and I wanted to get to the flowers before they wilted.

I didn’t even know what kind they were so it was possible that they wouldn’t bloom for long.

Taking a few more steps back until I felt a tree behind me, I made myself ready to sprint like I had learned from the cat.

We should find her a name sometime.

Before I could start to sprint though I was interrupted by a now familiar voice.

“What are you planning to do?”

I looked over to Barsen and saw him standing there with a broken wheelbarrow on his shoulder, he really should get that replaced.

“You already know that anyway, ’m trying to get to the spike with the tree and get those blue plants”

“if you are sure you can jump that far, just make sure to be careful, and bring me a few with roots while you’re at it, i might be able to plant them somewhere safer”

I nodded at him and he carried on with whatever he was doing, hopefully finally bringing that wheelbarrow to get repaired as he had it like that since i’ve known him.

Making sure there was nothing in the way, I readied my muscles and pelted over the ground towards the abyss that was the end of the cliff and jumped at the last moment, feeling the edge crumble under me, and near flying through the air towards the spike with the tree.

I landed perfectly with all four legs on the little island right next to the tree.

The flat top of the spike itself was shaped like a malformed and bent teardrop with the tree in the larger part of it.

But now that I was finally here I could see all the blue flowers, They were bluebells, pretty big ones too.

Robin would love these, so I shifted back into my human form and plucked as many as I could, half of them with the roots still attached like Barsen had requested.

I still left a sizable patch of them so they could regrow next year.

Gathering the flowers in a bundle I went a few steps away to shift back into Ardua form.

As soon as I did that i encountered a problem though, I had brought nothing to carry the flowers, maybe the cat had been right about looking at me like that.

Well, maybe I could carry them in my mouth?

I’ve carried stuff like that before and as long as I was careful not to squish them it should be fine, right?

Welp, only one way to find out, so i put them in my mouth and went to the edge of the spike opposite from the cliff face to get as much runway as i could.

Making sure that I wouldn’t squish the flowers I ran across the limited space and jumped back to the cliff.

Landing with my forelegs on the cliff I tried to heave myself up before the rest of my body followed and failed as my hind legs tried to find purchase on nothing and almost fell down till I could put my claws into the wall of the cliff and hold on like that.

Well, that was really fucking close.

Climbing up the little distance I had slid down I was back onto solid ground.

Only to have the cat stare at me.

I just looked at her with an annoyed expression and walked past her, making sure not to step on her, she really was tiny compared to me so i had no idea why she wasn’t afraid of me.

Well, at least I didn’t have to worry about spooking her on accident with my size as long as I was careful.

Now to bring these plants where they belonged, carefully getting them out of my mouth I shrank back into human form,

sorting the flowers by which ones had roots or not.

Finding Robin was easy, There weren’t many spots he hung out and I knew for a fact that he was currently at Oakleys tower planting some herbs that he found out the winged man liked.

No idea how he managed to though.

Oakley himself wasn’t there at the moment as he was busy sorting through his old stuff in the run down hut he lived in before, throwing everything he didn’t need away and bringing the useful stuff here.

Yep, there he was, making a little space for Oakleys plants and pouring new dirt in a neatly stone enclosed patch.

“Robin! Hey! Looks good, i bet Oakley is gonna love it”

He turned his head to me and I could see a very big grin on his slightly smudged face, he probably scratched his nose with his dirt stained fingers.

“You think so? Oh wait, where did you get those?”

He had jumped up as soon as he saw the bluebells I was carrying and I held a bundle upside down in his direction which he gladly took only to sit down and immediately weave them into crowns.

Yep, as expected, and judging by the wide smile on his face he was very happy about finally having some blue ones to work with.

“Where did you find those? Did you go out and search for them?”

Of course, he HAD to ask, and now i had to tell him that i jumped over the cliff to that spike.

I couldn’t lie after all, but maybe I could omit a few things.

“I got them from that spike with the tree, but don’t worry i practiced jumping and as you can see im fine”

I would not tell him that I almost slid off when jumping back.

“If you are sure, but you don’t have to do something so dangerous for me!”

“Eh Barsen wanted some too, with roots of course, see?”

I held up the bundle that had the roots still attached.

“Oh, that’s nice, but maybe you should bring them to him before they dry out and wilt?”

Looking at the flowers he was probably right, some of them had bent a little too much while I had transported them and I had no idea which ones were good to replant and which ones weren’t.

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[birdofmay]

Hi, op of the original "severe autism bad" post here (which yes, I'm anon, I already deleted the og post so I would like to stay as anon please)

Hope you dont mind me sending the ask to u cause since you left the reply, it got me confused yet curious. So I tried to do some looking to see why people use "severe autism", and what I found was that:

From my perspective, it reminded me of how sometimes people think autism is a sliding scale, where it's moreso like a wheel chart. It's a gut instinct because I didn't know what else to interpret the phrase as, so I was offended because in my mind, i thought "how dare people think calling someone's autism severe is okay!!"

But it makes a lot more sense to see it as a self-identify specific autistics use because it's about a bunch of combining factors. Its still a wheel chart, just a specific part of said wheel.

And on the other hand, it's hypocritical of me to judge people using it for themselves when I myself say joking things like "lots of autism today" or something

So yeah. I apologize for jumping to conclusions and I'm glad to see it sparked a discussion about it

Oh shit this sounds like someone got angry at you after reading your post - I hope it didn't happen and only sounds like it 😱

I once made a post about the sliding-scale-wheelchart-analogy to explain severity to people who don't know many higher support needs autistics (because it's difficult to understand otherwise), and then later reposted it with some good tags someone added (please read the linked post first and then the tags):

Many autistic self-advocates who don't "have the whole wheel on maximum" think that "severe autism" is a made up construct to deny agency. That's understandable.

But actually the "severe" is there to tell others "Hey, you need to pay extra attention to certain things when interacting with us, even more than with other autistics. You closely have to follow certain strictly defined rules so that we're not overwhelmed and so that interaction even is possible, if you don't follow these rules, interaction in real life isn't possible!" - so it's there to help us, not to deny agency.

But of course people don't know that unless they're somehow directly involved in higher support needs autism circles, so I get why they think that.

[yukidragon]

Jack/Bo/Peter with a PC who gets hyper? (I have ADHD, I’ll usually jog twice a day to get out the pent up energy!) I wonder if it’d be too much for Peter? Feeds into Bos puppy thing sorta

Umm... I’m not doing any headcanons about Peter, sorry. I went over the reasons why in this previous post, but to sum it up, I’m just not a fan of the game. You might want to look elsewhere for Peter headcanons.

I can, however, muse about how Jack and Bo would deal with a hyper MC. Let’s start with Bo. Quick reminder, these games are for Adults Only and I’m just going to jump right into the smutty headcanons.

I’m pretty sure Bo would enjoy a puppy who has a bunch of energy to burn. I don’t know if you’ve heard all of his lines, but this guy has insane stamina, and he wants to go about a dozen rounds before he’s satisfied. He is horny, intensely so, and I’m sure that no matter how much energy MC has, I doubt they’ll be a match for him and how he goes about burning it off... which will include a lot of howling of his name.

If MC lets him, I’m sure Bo will be spending the bulk of each day just playing with his puppy in the most carnal ways imaginable. I’m sure he’s going to give quite the work out!

Now onto Jack. Similar to Bo, it seems to me that he’s got a high libido and supernaturally impressive stamina. If MC wanted to burn off energy with spicy fun times, I’m sure he’ll oblige.

If MC doesn’t want to spend the bulk of their energy getting gently fucked into the mattress or whatever convenient surface is nearby, I’m sure Jack wouldn’t mind other activities. He’d be happy to jog with his sunshine, go to the park with them, or any other physically demanding activity they want to burn off that restless energy. Heck, he even has a cute workout outfit!

Doesn’t he look so adorable? He’s even got the 80′s era trendy legwarmers to go with that headband!

Sauce makes fantastic artwork don’t they? As always, full credit goes to them for such beautiful pictures and for allowing me to use their publicly posted artwork in my posts provided I give them credit. Remember, don’t repost the private content from the SnaccPop Studios patreon. If you want others to see what Jack is hiding under those cute bootie shorts too, just encourage them to sign up. It’s only $3 and it’s well worth it for Sauce’s great art alone, let alone all the other goodies waiting on the Sunspot tier.

As we’ve seen in the demo, Jack is a pretty energetic person himself. He likes playing around and joking with MC, and encourages them to get up in the mornings to do stuff even on their day off.

Plus, Jack has had training when he was still an actor on how to deal with children, who are notoriously energetic. I think he can help MC direct their energy in positive ways so that they can be responsible but also have fun.

Overall, I’m sure Jack could have a lot of fun with an MC who has tons of energy to burn, both in and out of the bedroom.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur 

[kimberlyannharts]

LAST TIME ON.....Power Rangers Hyperforce?  A bunch of crazy stuff happened that would take too long to explain because my god I am not rewatching all of those three-hour tabletop episodes just for a single one-shot book.  You just need to know there’s a team of rangers called Hyperforce that was mentored by Jen who went through a lot of shenanigans across their time stream until everything broke and they didn’t get a second season and everything sucks.  Also the pink ranger’s dad is the main bad guy and she works for him now.  Got that?  Okay.  Power Rangers Unlimited: Hyperforce.  

- eh you know what, let me just repost the recap from the previews.  it does a decent job at summing up the first season so we might as well have it again as a reminder for what’s happening

- fuck you dad i’m supposed to be taking down my dad

- yeah sorry Chloe but your plan never would have worked.  Jen is not allowed to die in any story ever written with her inclusion

- Alpha 55!!!!!!!!!  I did miss them.  Even if they started the confusing trend of taking MMPR stuff and repainting them gold and black  

- I still can’t fucking believe Joe/Nadira is canon.  Literally for what reason

- It took me a second to remember that Hyperforce went to the North Pole during the first season and I have to say I laughed imagining newbies picking up this mostly serious and dramatic book just to get to this page

- it’s a shame the answer to this was Eddie dumping this beautiful woman at the alter for Vesper and not Vesper simply adding herself to the marriage

- let her cook honestly 

- great character development, everyone!  now anyway 

- [always sunny theme] the gang gets betrayed.  also Marv and Joe are here

- I already made the Emperor Belos joke but now I’m distracted by the fact he’s stealing Drakkon’s half hair/half bald style.  It doesn’t look good guys, no matter where you part it!!!!!!

- you know, serious question here.  Did they give Marv shit for not getting the Battlizer in Hyperforce???  I thought it was just a Thing That Happened and everyone was like haha cool

- “upgraded Rita Repulsa” 

- see even Big Bad Dad thinks this story is rushed

- well at least he’s honest

- I find it funny that they’re pressuring Marv to be the leader just because he’s red when they were mentored by fucking JEN

- it’s a shame Hyperforce is canonically set in 3000s because you know if it wasn’t this would have set off a string of “[random ranger girl] is Chloe’s mom” theories  

- I mean she’s right.  what hope do we have from a team who couldn’t even get a second season

- idk Shattered Grid got fixed pretty easily.  Even the cracks that were supposed to be some huge existential consequence just kinda............were fine 

- Funny coincidence how the Hyperforce team goes to recruit the Wild Force team only for them to already be beaten.  I feel like this would have worked a little better if they went to the Wild Force team because they were pinging for help, because they genuinely don’t give a reason as to why they go to the Wild Force rangers specifically kjlskdlfksj just based on vibes, I guess

- first of all: going from referring to Spa’ark with he/him to they/them pronouns in the span of a panel makes me feel like the misgendering was an editor mistake, which........come on, guys

- second of all: it’s not a surprise that Taylor is the only one left considering her popularity but lbr her popularity is because she’s basically Wild Force’s version of Jen.  Jen, who was a main character in Shattered Grid.  sooooooo not helping the “this is just Shattered Grid” allegations

- third of all: IS DRAKKON THE ONLY VILLAIN TO LOOK AT WHAT RITA’S DOING AND GO UHHHH NO THANKS?  Spa’ark wanted to FIGHT Dark Specter!!!!!  why are they joining him now!!!!!!  why must we continue to destroy any of their nuance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don’t mind them having a body though despite it being a plot point that they're only a spirit/consciousness that exists inside their morpher/zord because I feel that’s easy enough to bullshit an explanation like Rita fixed them through magic or whatever

[unhinged-diaries]

I just started a new job and got promoted quickly which is great!

I basically work alone so I’m kind of my own boss. I get to allocate my time as I see fit and don’t have someone breathing down my neck. Constantly turning my head to see who’s watching.

It’s more work but pays enough and I have a benefit that helps my business which is nice.

The job is right across from a popular shopping center in my city. I don’t shop at the mall so the only store I’m interested in is whole foods. My family loves whole foods growing up bc that’s where my stepdad worked so he would always bring home the goods. But since he died no one has felt it necessary to go out of their way to get it since it’s so far from my house. But the fact that it’s right down the street from me now is so exciting.

I plan on restarting my gym membership, shopping at Whole Foods for food, and utilizing the giant fridge I have at my job that’s practically all mine. Lord knows if I left the food at my home fridge it’d be gone within the hour bc my brother’s a fuckin munch.

I just have to get over the embarrassment of pulling into the Whole Foods parking lot with a banged up car. What are they gonna do though? Arrest me? (This is me hyping myself up)

Changing up the content style of my business and plan on launching a new product soon. I believe this new strategy will work well for me and I might be able to use one of the videos to run ads on Facebook.

My score mentor thought it’d be a good idea to

1. Introduce affiliate marketing which I didn’t think I was big enough for and

2. Collaborate with other small businesses.

I like the second suggestion much better right now. I could utilize jewelry, makeup, and wig brands in my content to really sell the lifestyle and they can repost it on their page. Kind of like a shout out for shout out.

As far as affiliate marketing goes, I need to find the right platform to use. Everytime I try to research affiliate marketing it always shows the influencer side of it and not the business side. I’ll do more digging.

I think I found a manufacturer that can make a bunch of different items for me. Denim jeans, plus dresses, plus knit. I’ve been looking for a one stop shop type for a while and I think I’ve got them. I’ll have to order a couple samples but my lord are they expensive. Gotta keep reminding myself that it’s an investment.

Thank all for now. Ciao

[bunnywand]

i've made several disparate posts abt this before, but here's all the facts i have on a yu-gi-oh related childhood mystery i'm trying to solve:

as a kid, around 2004/05, before we got our own computer, i used to use my cousin's computer and the computers at the local library to print off pictures of yu-gi-oh cards i found, and then tape them onto real yu-gi-oh cards 😅

mostly it was real cards that were too rare for me to get as a kid, but some of them were fanmade ones, either cards from the anime/manga that hadn't been made/released in english yet, or completely fanmade cards, unrelated to yu-gi-oh

the 4 i explicitly remembered before i started looking into this more were: an english version of masked beast des gardius called "masked beast death guardius," an english version of the mask of remnants called "mask of requiem," a card for holactie the creator of light (which hadn't even been released in japan at that point) with a name similar to it's japanese name ("horakthy") and most bizarrely, a card based on "harpy valentine" from the saint seiya series, that i had no idea abt as a kid and thought was just s/t to do with like. mai and her harpies 😅

i started looking into this a while ago when i remembered i used to call the mask of remnants "mask of requiem" and couldn't remember where i got the name from?? after trying to search for it i had absolutely No luck.. but i did land on the theory that it was probably a fanmade english version i found, from when i used to print cards off 🤔

realising that reminded me of the harpy valentine card, so i tried seeing if i had anymore luck looking into that avenue.. and altho i discovered where harpy valentine was actually from, i had no further luck there either 😔

so i gave up looking for a while.. until last night, i remembered holactie was another card i got from that site, and started looking into it again!! and miraculously, i actually found something!! i can't remember my exact search terms, but i somehow stumbled on a site where someone had reposted a fake card in a Very similar style to the ones i remembered, that mentioned "horakti"

but the smoking gun was the "2004 MILES THE FOX" at the bottom of the card, which set off alarm bells in my head 😳 so i googled "yugioh miles the fox 2004" and sure enough..

a bunch of fake cards in the same style i remember, including 1) the exact same "horakti" card i remember from when i was a kid + 2) a bunch of cards based on saint seiya characters, confirming i'd found the right person!!! 🥳

unfortunately, that's where the trail goes cold tho.. 🙁 as you can see in those search results, the only images of the cards that have survived are ones that were reposted elsewhere.. i've found the "horakti" on several other sites (my guess is it got reposted a lot more than the others in the mid 2000s bcos there wasn't an official holactie card til 2011) but whatever site the cards were originally posted on just seems to have Completely vanished.. i've even found other ppl looking for other cards this creator made too, with no luck either 😓

and apart from those few cards on that page of search results, the only other ones i've been able to find are some more saint seiya ones..

which i can see enough of to tell they were by the same creator but 1) like the others, they only appear bcos they were reposted on a (now defunct) blogging website + 2) unfortunately doesn't include the harpy valentine card i remember 🙁

so what next?? i'm not sure.. it feels like a huge breakthrough to have found the name of the creator of the cards, as well as a bunch of cards they made - i'm now Certain this is from who i also found the mask of requiem and masked beast death guardius 😧 but as i said, all other trace of their cards, and wherever they were originally posted just seems to have been obliterated from the internet, so i don't know where to look next.. 😕

[irxnmaiden]

Pokémon Favourites!

repost, don’t reblog! 💕

FIRST GAME: Red. Infamously got stuck in Cerulean for almost a year bc I was a dumb kid and had no idea you had to enter someone’s house to leave lmao plus the ledges confused the fuck out of me, had NO idea what they were supposed to be

FAVOURITE SPINOFF GAME: Stadium 2, if that counts? As a true oldhead, I cannot express enough how much a slay that was to experience for the first time, everything looked so CRISP... plus being one of three siblings, it was nice having a game we could casually play - not to mention the minigames, which all slap to this day!

FAVOURITE EVIL TEAM: Aqua, hands down, because I have a thing for pirates and an entire world of water doesn’t seem too bad tbh. Not to mention, Archie is Daddy like c’mon now 🥴

FAVOURITE TEAM LEADER: Archie, but if we take away the thirst and I’m left to dehydrate, I’d say Giovanni for sure - he was legitimately ominous in the games, and the threat level felt more tangible and less... over-the-top (a diplomatic way to put it) than the other teams? I like realism when it comes to my villains, and shit felt super real

FAVOURITE STARTER: Squirtle, this is not an easy choice but it is the one I’ll make (shoutout to my second fav, Chikorita, which apparently is universally disliked? tasteless)

FAVOURITE BOX LEGENDARY: Lugia, they imo are one of the best designed Pokemon in the bunch and I adore their lore (evident by the lengths i will go for them to have a presence on this blog lol)

FAVOURITE POKEMON: my least favorite question but it is simple, Espeon! But Slowpoke, Dunsparce, Sableye, Jumpluff, and Scizor are also up there! love Gen II and III’s designs the most on average

FAVOURITE PROFESSOR: Oak for sure

FAVOURITE RIVAL: Hugh, bc I too would battle 8 gyms and take down an evil organization all bc they’d taken my sister’s cat. He was so real for that

FAVOURITE CHAMPION: Lance stan all day long, but we love Mr. Stone too!! 

FAVOURITE CHARACTER (if not already covered): SABRINAAAA no seriously she is my favorite and if i wasn’t drowning in muses, she’d make a reemergence. One of the only characters to interest me in game, manga, and anime. 

FAVOURITE STORY: tbh I consider Gen I and Gen II as one story, similar to BW/2. Those are tied for my favorites. The newest gen’s story is quickly rising the ranks, tho 

FAVOURITE MUSIC: Gen V was so superior, it’s hard to pick a favorite. But I love Iris’ Champion theme bc it reminds me of Rainbow Road...

FAVOURITE REGION OVERALL: Hoenn, or Unova - too close to call! Hoenn has the gorgeous scenery, Unova has all the excitement and tbh there’s something I love abt each town/city there. Both vibes are immaculate

[crazyunicorn56-blog]

Busy busy busy

Hey there city lovers! Today I had a busy busy day. As always, I got my morning coffee from Poko’s Coffee on 29th and Oak- Iced caramel macchiato with oat milk and vanilla cold foam (pro tip - buy a croissant with your coffee for an extra 5% off using my code “SAM5”). I had to run a bunch of errands and get some work done, so join me as I take you along my day. 

First stop- library. If you read my previous blog, you’d know I’m currently obsessed with the Purdi Voss Chronicles. I just finished the third book, Lost in love and OMG!! I don’t want to spoil it too much, but trust me, the ending will have you biting your nails. Fabian and Christi are absolutely perfect together, and I am so excited they finally gave us some more Fab-Chri content in this book. I finished the book the day before and have been dying all day yesterday because of the intense suspension. I go to the NY Public Library on 5th and Main because they have a huge selection of fiction and not to mention the cutest little reading nook on the second floor. The librarian there is also so sweet! She gives me the best suggestions and reminds me a little of my grandmother. Anyway, I rented the fourth book, Love Adventure, and read for a while in the library itself because I was too excited. After a while, however, I was rudely interrupted by the passage of time and had to get to the farmer’s market before it closed. I had actually received a really nice PR package from one of the farmers with a few fresh and juicy fruits along with a coupon code, but I accidentally dropped the coupon somewhere between leaving my house and leaving the library. I got to the market on Darby street and it was as abuzz with activity as ever. I quickly found myself on a spree of buying fresh produce and products. I love visiting the market every sunday, it’s always packed with such good energy, and of course delicious food you won’t be able to find at an ordinary grocery store. Supporting local farmers and artisans is so important, especially with the rate at which the supermarkets are taking over the industry. So I encourage you to shop local and use #Localforus so I can repost any pictures you may post! I actually bumped into some of you there. It’s so funny when I’m taking pictures with you all and I can see the confused look on strangers' faces, like what happened today. I’m not calling myself a celebrity, but it makes me feel so important LOL. 

Anyway, I got back home and did my skincare. Today was exfoliation day, so I used the 2% BHA liquid exfoliant by Drunk Elephant, a sheet mask and topped it with Tatcha Dewy Skin moisturizer with hyaluronic acid. 

Hope you enjoyed today’s blog! See you next time!!

XOXO,

City Girl.

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[ayameric]

1. we have the same name but i have 2 n's

2. could you write something like reader and nat go to a zoo and r sees the cheetahs and gets super excited and nat literally has to drag her away? super happy and its cute w a bunch of fluff please :))

aha, no way! a fellow jordyn! and as requested, here ya go! hope you enjoy my lovely!

YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO REPOST MY WORK UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE.

Natasha Romanoff x Speedster!Fem!Reader

Summary: After agreeing to watch Clint’s kids and take them to the zoo, Natasha’s speedster girlfriend is in awe over the Cheetah exhibit.

“You guys seriously don’t mind?” Clint asked for the millionth time, looking between you and Natasha. “It’s just that Laura and I really need some time off-“

“-Clint, relax, we’ve got this.” You reassured your friend, giving him a friendly pat on the back as the car Nat was driving pulled into the driveway of his farmhouse.

“Thank you, guys. You’re lifesavers.” He sighed out in relief, beginning to get out of the car as the engine was turned off.

Clint and Laura had been planning a weekend away for a long time, you knew this since it was all he had talked about for a good few months. But when the Barton’s usual babysitter cancelled, it threw all of their plans in the trash.

But Natasha had kindly offered for you two to babysit for the weekend instead, since you were both due some time off too.

You also didn’t mind, really. You loved kids, especially small, excitable ones that had just as much energy as you. Natasha jokingly said you enjoyed their company so much because you were all mentally the same age, for which she apologised immediately after the little pout you pulled.

Exiting the car, you saw the front door open, and watched two little bodies come rushing out toward you. You smirked, and using your super speed, dashed toward the kids, picking them up and spinning them around.

“Auntie Y/N!” Lila squealed in excitement as you put the kids back down on the ground, albeit now a lot dizzier.

You kneeled down to their heights in order to give them a proper hug, Nat and Clint finally catching up to you as Laura, carrying a baby Nathaniel, walked out onto the porch.

“Y/L/N! Don’t make my kids sick before lunch!” Laura chastised, and you just grumbled jokingly, making the kids in front of you laugh.

You all made your way into the house, where Laura and Clint made sure both you and Natasha would be set for the weekend they were gone. This wasn’t the first time you had looked after the kids, but parents will be parents.

“It’s so good to see you, Nat. Thanks again for doing this.” Laura smiled as she hugged Natasha from the side, cautious of the infant in her arms.

“Of course.” Natasha smiled genuinely, as Laura offered to hand the baby over to her. “C’mere, better off with me than Lightning McQueen over there.”

“I heard that.” You frowned, watching as Laura and Nat dissolved into chuckles.

“You kids be good your aunts, y’hear?” Clint reminded as he and Laura prepped to leave by the front door. Lila and Cooper nodded, and everyone said their goodbyes, and then there was five of you.

Natasha quickly settled on the couch with the baby in her arms, and as you walked back into the room from the foyer of the front door, your heart warmed at the sight of your loving girlfriend holding such a small human with such love and care in her eyes.

“I think that’s the first time I’ve seen you stand still today.” Natasha commented, snapping you at of your heart-eyed trance.

You just smirked and shook your head, but practically fell over when two small bodies tackled your legs, giggling in excitement.

“Lila, Cooper! Not so loud.” You hushed, jabbing your thumb over to Nathaniel happily asleep in your girlfriend’s arms.

“Sorry, Auntie Y/N! We’re just have too much energy!” Cooper defended, and you looked at Nat for help. She had looked after these kids and been around them a lot more than you, so you had hoped that she knew what do to with a gang of energetic kids.

Natasha just pulled a pensive face, before suggesting:

“How about we go to the zoo?” She wondered, and the two oldest Barton’s cheered in excitement, which earned them another ‘shush!’ from you.

You helped the kids get their shoes on whilst Nat made sure she had enough supplies for the baby, and you got the kids into the car alongside their necessary car seats.

“Y’know, hitting it isn’t gonna make it fit any better, babe.” Natasha teased as you struggled to fit the car seat into the back of your SUV.

“You’re lucky we’re around children, Romanoff. Otherwise, there’d be some pretty unsavoury language leaving my mouth right about now.” You growled, glaring at her briefly over your shoulder.

After a series of trial and errors, you got the seat in, and cheered a little too loud, waking up the baby.

Regardless, you got all the kids in the car, and began driving to the zoo, having Natasha navigate for you.

 It was a beautifully sunny day, and you and Nat were having a great time with the kids. You’d even have several older couples come up to you and your redheaded girlfriend to say how ‘beautiful your family is’.

Both of you would blush, but you were more surprised when neither of you said anything to correct the couples.

Your mind had begun to wonder about settling down, and having a more domestic life with Natasha, but then the kids were calling you over.

“Y/N! Come look at this!” Lila called, and you walked over, Natasha not far behind from pushing Nathaniel in his stroller.

You looked at the animal in awe, you could confidently say you had never seen one of those before. The kids mumbled between themselves, and Natasha furrowed her brow at your amazement.

“What is that?” You asked, watching the animal sprint at a crazy speed around the enclosure.

“Detka, that’s a cheetah.” Natasha chuckled, surprised at your lack of recognition for the animal, considering you both had so much in common, being super-fast at running and all.

You didn’t answer her but continued to watch the animal.

“That is cool!” You finally erupted, matching the kids’ energy about the animal.

“Have you never seen one of these before?” Nat cocked her head to the side as made quick eye contact before looking back at the majestic animal once again.

“No.” You shook your head. “I guess I didn’t realise how much of the world I missed out on growing up in HYDRA.”

You admitted it quietly, and in passing, not realising how sad it sounded. Your girlfriend’s smile faltered a little, but she just wrapped an arm around your shoulder and placed her hand on the side of your head. She pushed your head a little toward her, so she placed a gentle kiss on your hair, mumbling an ‘I love you, so much’ against it.

Immediately relaxing under her touch, you finally tore your eyes away from the cheetah, and gave Natasha a gentle kiss, pressing your lips against hers.

“I’m sorry.” Natasha admitted, finally pulling away from you.

“What for? I’m having an amazing day, aren’t you?” You asked worriedly, but Natasha just cracked a smile, and nodded.

“Any day I spend with you is amazing.” She stated proudly, and you pretended to gag.

“God, who turned you soft?” You teased, and Nat merely poked you in the side as punishment, and you finally looked at cheetah again, watching it zoom around once again. “Woah! Look at it, did ya see Nat?!”

“I mean, they are the world’s fastest land animal.” Natasha reminded you, a hint of teasing in her tone knowing that would get a rise out of you.

“No way! I’m the world’s fastest land animal!” You argued back, making Lila and Cooper laugh. “But look at how cool it is!”

The woman smiled at your excitement once again.

You were admiring the colour of its fur, and asked Nat why Tony didn’t make you a suit that awesome. It was so strange, seeing an animal you had so much in common with, yet you had never heard of it before.

“I can’t believe I agreed to babysit four kids today.” She murmured, but you were too transfixed by this animal to notice.  

“Do you really think this cheetah’s faster than me?” You asked, batting your eyelashes at your girlfriend.

“Probably not, detka.” She giggled, rolling her eyes.

There was a brief pause.

“D’you think I could race it?”

“Y/N, no-“

“C’mon, I’ll be quick!”

Natasha had to drag you away from the animal before you actually tried to figure out who was faster.