Ok I'm posting since this is my header now but it's based off that one art of Minato and Death by Soejima that has "bro are we about to kiss" energy but I make them kiss
some people on insta said i should post my workout routine since i mentioned how im so happy with the results, so here’s my little workout guide for my fellow trans folk! I focused on getting a more masculine body because obviously that’s what I want. I’m so happy with the results, this workout is saving my fucking life!!!! I can’t get on T soon so this has really been keeping my dysphoria in check. I barely get body dysphoria, i love how my clothes looks on me, i love feeling confident for once in my life!!! HOWEVER Don’t go overboard with working out my friends. Do not work out in a binder, you MUST take days off to let your muscles heal, and you CAN’T starve yourself! Fitness is all about health and diet! Take care of yourself. This is also MY workout routine, you may not get the same results as I have! Every body is different.
This is the new shark species
identified from museum specimens which is hilarious to me because they had these egg cases and only now figured out that a misclassification occurred
it’s a demon/ghost catshark!
Hey! If you don't mind, could you write some best friend group hcs with the Legion and a survivor reader?
Frank Morrison, Julie Kostenko, Susie Lavoie, Joey / The Legion:
Being the leader, Frank is often the one to try to get all of you out doing something fun. This “something fun” usually entails terrorizing survivors and vandalizing buildings and debris. If those kinds of things aren’t your cup of tea, you should still come to supervise them and make sure they don’t get into any serious sorts of trouble. While they tend to know what they’re doing, it’s important to have another set of eyes watching out for them.
Julie enjoys long conversations with everyone. About anything, everything. Everyone gets to put in their two cents about the topic, and you all can share good laughs and light jabs at each other. There’s a high chance these conversations will devolve into poking fun and hitting shoulders, but everyone always has fun, and that’s all Julie can ask for from all of you. Someone has to make sure everyone’s having a good time.
Susie is always finding some way to tie all of you together, picking up matching clothes and accessories for all of you. She is particularly fond of friendship bracelets and necklaces. Joey and Frank always complain that it cramps their styles — though they’ll usually wear whatever she gives them anyway, for her sake — and Julie doesn’t and neither do you, so Susie loves having another person to go out matching with. It’s one of her favorite things, because she gets to show off her best friends even when they aren’t with her.
Joey is always the first to step up to protect you from other killers. The rest of them will too, of course — Susie is especially feisty when it comes to your safety — but Joey is very aggressive about keeping you safe. He’ll shove his way to the front of the group when all of you are walking somewhere, and he’s been known to throw his arm around your shoulders to ensure everyone knows who you’re rolling with. A true member of the Legion deserves the protection of the rest.
I think if i put into words how happy this type of image makes me I would get diagnosed with something
Me when posts tagged "male character x female reader" find their way into "x male reader" tags
Feliz Jueves 20!
happy april 13th !!
*survives the horrors by being such a silly goofy guy that my presence fundamentally changes the genre*
umm won t you please reoblog my poll? for sample size? 🥺
took a nap and Came Back Wrong
i dont have any "tinnitus" i have an angel who lives in my blood and she likes to sing songs for me. ok
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The Basics 1. Do you listen to music when you write? 2. Are you a pantser or plotter? 3. Computer or pen and paper? 4. Have you ever been published, or do you want to be published? 5. How much writing do you get done on an average day? 6. Single or multiple POV? 7. Standalone or series? 8. Oldest WIP 9. Current WIP 10. Do you set yourself deadlines?
The Specifics 11. Books and/or authors who influenced you the most 12. Describe your perfect writing space 13. Describe your writing process from idea to polished 14. How do you deal with self-doubts? 15. How do you deal with writer’s block? 16. How many drafts do you need until you’re satisfied with a project? 17. What writing habits or rituals do you have? 18. If you could collaborate with anyone, who would it be, and what would you write about? 19. How do you keep yourself motivated? 20. How many WIPs and story ideas do you have?
The Favourites 21. Who is/are your favourite character(s) to write? 22. Who is/are your favourite pairing(s) to write? 23. Favourite author 24. Favourite genre to write and read 25. Favourite part of writing 26. Favourite writing program 27. Favourite line/scene 28. Favourite side character 29. Favourite villain 30. Favourite idea you haven’t started on yet
The Dark 31. Least favourite part of writing 32. Most difficult character to write 33. Have you ever killed a main character? 34. What was the hardest scene you ever had to write? 35. What scene/story are you least looking forward to writing?
The Fun 36. Last sentence you wrote 37. First sentence or your current WIP 38. Weirdest story idea you’ve ever had 39. Weirdest character concept you’ve ever had 40. Share some backstory for one of your characters
The Rest of It 41. Any advice for new/beginning/young writers? 42. How do you feel about love triangles? 43. What do you do if/when characters don’t follow the outline? 44. How much research do you do? 45. How much world building do you do? 46. Do you reread your own stories? 47. Best way to procrastinate 48. What’s the most self-insert character/scene you’ve ever written? 49. Which character would you most want to be friends with, if they were real? 50. [Other question—ask me anything]
macaque is an alpha gamer
(please reblog this it took me 7 hours)
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Pairing: [Gaz] Kyle G. x [Enemy] reader
Pronouns: he/him
Fandom: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II
Quote: “Look.. I could care less about that file, but.. My office. You trashed my office.”
Description: Gaz gets caught somewhere he shouldn’t be. He has nothing to defend himself with either. He’s running on pure adrenaline and fear.
Disclaimer: Shitty writing. Guns. Fear. Pain. Gaz gets hit a few times.
A/n: This is just a little thought I had. I’m very tempted to make a pt. 2 though.
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Word count: 751
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Get in and get out. Get in and get out. In then out. In then out. This was racing through Gaz’s mind as he frantically tore apart the room. He had no ammo. He had nothing to defend himself. He couldn’t afford to get caught.
“Don’t waste time! Find it and get the hell out of there!” He heard Soap yell from the comms.
“I’m trying!” Gaz whisper-yelled as he threw open a drawer. He needed a certain file. This file was needed to get the team too the next stage of the mission, but he couldn’t see to fucking find it.
“Where is it…” He whispered to himself.
He’s been in the stupid building longer than he’d like. He’d been at this for hours. He was so tired. He was running on pure adrenaline.
“Someone’s headed your way, I won’t be able to see him from this point. You’re on your own.” Soap said.
Get in and get out. Get in and get out. “Get in and get out. Damn it!” Gaz’s frustration grew with every second.
He stood back, his hand on his head in a fit of stress. He frantically looked around the room. His eyes caught a small bit of yellow stuck under a keyboard. He ran up to the desk, throwing the keyboard to the side, grabbing the file. He opened it and smiled.
“Fuck yeah!”
His victory was quickly shut down when he felt something press into his back. His heartbeat quickened as he slowly realized what it was.
The stranger let out a small click as he shoved the gun further into the man’s back. “Look.. I could care less about that file, but.. My office. You trashed my office.”
Gaz tried to swallow the lump in his throat. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears.
“The least you could do is leave the file.” The man said.
Gaz stayed silent, scared if he said anything he’d end up with a bullet in his back.
“Turn around.” The man ordered.
Gaz slowly turned around. From the outside, you would never be able to tell he was scared shitless. Get in and get out. More like get in and get caught.
“How are we lookin’, Gaz?” Soap asked, not being able to see the situation.
When Gaz reached to respond, the enemy took his gun and smashed it into Kyle’s hand. Kyle hissed in pain as he gripped his hand. The man then kneed him in the stomach, causing the soldier to choke and fall forward on his knees.
“Gaz?” Soap asked.
The man pressed the gun against Gaz’s head. “You want that file?”
“Yes.” Gaz said in a broken voice. His stomach is still aching.
“Tell your little friend you ran into trouble, but you’re fine.” Y/n said.
Gaz now looked up at him. He was frozen. When he made no move for the comms, y/n rose a brow.
He then slowly reached up to the comms.
“Gaz?! Are you al-”
“I’m good… I-... I found the file..” His breathing was heavy. “I.. I ran into a little trouble, but I’m fine! I’ll see you soon, S-... I’ll see you soon.” He didn’t want to say any names, even if Soap was only a codename.
“Good.” Y/n brought the gun up as if he was about to hit Gaz with it.
Gaz’s eyes were now screwed shut as he awaited for the impact. The gun hit the comm, breaking it. Gaz groaned as it still hit him.
Y/n put his gun back in its holster. He then grabbed his spinny chair, pulling it closer, gesturing to it. “Get up and sit down.”
Gaz slowly got up, taking a seat in the chair.
Y/n leaned against the table behind him and smiled. “You a bitch.” Gaz’s eyes widened in surprise. “Look, you can take the file, but you’re gonna tell me everything I need to know.”
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@satan-incarnate-666 asked: “You’re a softie, really” keegan russ & familial m!reader pls
summary: Keegan hates your fucking guts, but he does love you… kind of.
tws: swearing, mentions of violence
Keegan loathed you. He absolutely despised and hated you with every fibre of his being, but if someone were to so much as look at you the wrong way, he wouldn’t hesitate to cause them such woe and agony and misery that it would make anyone wince and ask if it was a bit too much; he supposed, though, that’s why the other Ghosts teased him about being your adopted big brother. He loathed you so much that if you even hinted at being upset, he would immediately try to find out who had caused it, and make them suffer; only he was allowed to bully you, no one else, and he made that more than known. Even the other Ghosts didn’t try to so much as playfully bully you, as they didn’t want to face Keegan losing his temper with them. No matter what, big brother Keegan was always there to save you; whether you were too smart for your own good and had gotten yourself into shit, too ambitious and rambunctious and ending up in a situation you weren’t prepared for, or simply because you refused to slow down, refused to back down; big brother Keegan was always there to pull your ass out of the fire, with only mild complaints about it. Big brother Keegan, always there to pull his little SAS brother out of any shit that tried to coat him.
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radfems, truscum, transmeds, cop supporters, military supporters, proshippers, etc - y'all aren't welcome here lmfao like at all. you're a bunch of daft cunts and you need to be put in a human centipede
Then stop normalizing it Then stop romanticizing it Then stop pretending it’s “hot” Then stop pretending it’s “cute”
writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.
Happy plagueiversary
hanging with my boys in the senate on wednesday the 15th, cant wait to see what theyve got planned, i hope its a suprise party
You can only reblog this today.
*salutes in fire punch kinnie*
idk who you are but you’re so real for this 🫡