I Know I’m Post Spamming, But I Have Got To Ask If Anyone Else Be Sneezing So Hard It Gives Them A

Ice lizard just sounds like a surefire way to kill a lizard. An ice lizard is a dead lizard.

Spin this wheel to get a word and this wheel to get an animal. Congrats, this is now your new MGS codename.

Reblog with your codename btw I'm curious-

(I'm Acid Cobra)

Me. Me all the time. I have a single one shot.

I plan to have more but they KEEP GETTING LONGER

I love when this happens

My ninth grade bio teacher handing us a packet to complete and not elaborating but putting far too much emphasis on the fact that penises produce cum twice.

I was extremely uncomfortable. I wish I could’ve just walked out. Her saying that once would’ve been enough. She did not need to describe it and specify multiple times. Almost obsessively so. Filling out my packet on consent and STDs and types of birthcontrol appropriate for each scenario (as if there was a correct answer for any of that on god that shit was graded) wasn’t enough really, but it would’ve been fine if I no longer had to listen to her, a married woman, talk about her experience with penis in a room full of 14 year old boys with the maturity of toddlers. Especially as a recovering victim of rape and sexual assault that never got addressed, having to read scenarios about consent not being respected in those packets already made me very uneasy. Her going on a dick tangent? Yeah no. I was 100% not comfortable.

Leaving things where I will always, like clockwork, know I will look for them first.

When I lose things and CANT find them, it’s because either I or someone else broke the routine.

If I can see it immediately I need to feel that it is there. Can’t feel it or see it? Need to hear it. My vision is already and always has been shit.

Keys? If they’re not in my pants pockets, they’re in my hands. If they’re not in my hands, I have them in my teeth. Not In my teeth? Check my bag pocket. Not in bag pocket? They then are only ever going to be in my car cupholder.

I can’t forget my work shoes if they are already on my feet or literally beneath or on my work bag. Even if this annoys the piss out of other people, it. works.

If something is within arms reach, the compulsion of: I might as well! Kicks in and I can actually manage at least taking care of my basic needs

The problem with this method is if I get stuck in a depressive spiral and don’t look at a specific spot by the mirror in the bathroom that I look at 90% of the time like three self care tasks are being forgotten that day.

If the cleaning supplies are sitting on the bathroom counter, eventually I will remember to do the task. Usually when looking at the thing annoys me enough.

Since I’m a fuckin boomer and I don’t know how to make an ao3 account I’m linking my stuff since I posted it on watt pad and there’s two chapters up now. (Thank you, by the way, @jake-marshall for the advice, I took it. Mayhaps you’ll like it? I don’t know. Narumitsu is my current obsession atm. Might not be your thing. Still working on it so yknow there’s that too.)

Here’s the link yall

Wattpad

Retracing Steps

Miles and Phoenix have been married for well over a year after Phoenix got his badge back, Trucy's shows have been sell...

I need to draw up a cover but I’m lazy I’ll do that later once I get my hands on an Apple Pencil again so I’m not fucking finger painting on procreate like the feral little creature that I am. Emjoy. I’m still getting to the juicy parts but I hope the copious amounts of fluff are entertaining as well.

*pulling the scooby-doo mask of off bad science and gasps*

IT WAS BIAS ALL ALONG?!

Of course it was, what else could it have been? For all those who’s mothers were unfit parents, this is proof that it wasn’t you that was the problem; if mom didn’t ‘care’, she didn’t get those neural pathways, and she was just not fit to be a mom. And you deserved better.

You were never unlovable, you were just unloved. And you deserved to be loved too. It was never your fault.

Good news that we deserve 😌

You’re gonna love it

This game seems like it’ll be fun imma play it next im going in very blind tho

Hmmm I have a few, but some aren’t original. It do be like that. I’ll share anyways just in case.

Miles will never admit it, certainly not to Phoenix or anyone else, but I think he gets baby fever. Like terribly. He sees the little socks and shoes and gloves when they go out to the store, and he fucking melts, like a bowl of ice cream in a house fire.

Conversely, to build on your idea, Phoenix has mixed emotions when it comes to babies because he’s constantly scared he’s going to hurt them, and they cannot communicate that, so he just. Panics. About. Everything. He does think they’re cute, but they freak him out because he feels like he’s a freight train and their fragile little beings made of tempered glass that can shatter at a moments notice.

Phoenix I also imagine is built like a tank. He’s got big ass hands and forearms. Good mix of muscle to fat. (Especially post 7 year gap. I feel like he got to be a bit scrappy and gained some muscularity as a result.) He has those thiccc dad bod abs going for him, so he’s got just the perfect amount of chubby to be the perfect pillow. So if they’re snuggling or trying to watch something, whatever have you, the minute miles relaxes, Phoenix becomes a pillow, cause his bf overworks himself and never gets enough sleep.

Because Phoenix is built like a tank, he withstands a lot of injuries. Perhaps more than he should really be able to.

Which is good because, due to his broad build, he’s like a bull in a china shop. Constantly. He trips over his own feet, he runs into shit, the whole nine yards. It’s not bad luck. He’s clumsy as fuck. Which is why also, Phoenix CANNOT dance.

Miles thinks it’s hilarious to watch Pheonix try though.

However, despite his big ol man hands and clumsiness Phoenix can be such a perfectionist when it comes to details, especially art and music. And he’s delicate about the way he handles his art supplies. (To be honest, imagining this big ol man holding a tiny little stick of graphite like he’s trying to perform brain surgery, and succeeding is hilarious to me). But he’s private about his talents. Doesn’t like to show off. He hides his sketchbooks and only really sings when he’s drunk off his ass or by himself. He gets super embarrassed despite being really good at music and art.

Miles still finds his sketchbooks and flips through them anyways because he’s proud of his talented himbo bf and loves his art, and gets starstruck when he hears this fucking unit of a man hitting a whistle note while belting his current favorite songs and washing the dishes fucking flawlessly like he’s performing on broadway.

What Phoenix doesn’t know is that quiet sweet and low baritone that he thinks is from his phone whenever he’s singing, is his boyfriend quietly duetting with him from the other room, because miles has a decent voice himself, and can’t help himself when his partner sounds like a damn popstar just doing chores. Phoenix is almost always too engrossed to notice another voice has joined the chorus.

Speaking of, being terrible at piano was 100% him playing it up. He’s actually really good, and was probably a part of choir and orchestra in high-school, and did it for years. But that doesn’t make sense for a seedy restaurant with an underground poker ring he actively participates in for information. So he bluffed at being bad.

Despite his embarrassment about his penchant for art, phoenix often doodles little drawings of miles on his work documents when he gets bored.

Maya definitely takes photos and sends them to miles when Phoenix isn’t looking. Miles thinks it’s fucking adorable.

I love the concept that Pheonix has heterochromia iridium, but he puts in contacts to blend in better. I think he’s been doing it most of his life. I’d like to think he inherited heterochromia from his mom, who either had sectoral or centralized heterochromia herself.

I feel like miles is built really broad but is also really lean so Phoenix gets insecure about it sometimes because hawt damn supermodel looking ass build there miles, and miles has to have the “babe I’m Demi, other people couldn’t steal me from you if they tried” talk.

That being said miles is still weaker than Phoenix.

Phoenix could throw miles over his shoulder and parade him around if he wanted to.

Also, Phoenix is COVERED in scars. He just is. Miles thinks it’s hot tho.

I think that Phoenix’s hair is just like that, though he intentionally exaggerates the spikiness just cause he always has. He just has a bunch of wavy cowlicks that sweep back and flare up at the ends. The first time miles tries to get his hair to its “natural state” Phoenix has to explain that his hair is just like that. This baffles the shit outta miles.

Also, Miles is possessive. Mostly because his oblivious bf doesn’t realize that he turns a lot of heads too. Phoenix thinks miles gets the most attention, when it’s really rather equal. Also, it doesn’t help that Phoenix has the whole bakery on his backside from cycling everywhere. The extra attention makes miles hella jealous and possessive. Phoenix has no idea why but loves it anyways.

Despite Phoenix being a tank, he’s a lightweight (Asian glow babes, he has it). And a giggly, happy drunk.

Miles is a heavyweight, from living in Germany for so damn long, but when he gets drunk, he gets bold and does shit he definitely wouldn’t normally do. Like flirt. Aggressively. With his boyfriend. In public. Or absolutely kill it on the dance floor. Or sass people. You get the idea.

Larry and maya may or may not have some video blackmail of one drunk prosecutor from some random party he and Phoenix attended. They’ll never tell.

I don’t know why but I think Phoenix just likes frogs. I think the big ol eyes and the constant grumpy face they make reminds him of miles. Or he just thinks they’re cute. Either way. He loves em. Especially tree frogs. They’re his favorite.

Miles loves orchids. He’s always thought they’re beautiful and practical, since the blooms last for so long. And he can literally do nothing and ignore them, drown them in water once every one to two weeks, and they’ll put out huge blooms. It’s impressive, honestly. And utterly baffling to Phoenix how orchids are also the only plants miles can keep alive.

I have some nrmt headcanons for you to celebrate the occasion

Phoenix does most of the cooking at home. Miles is notoriously a very bad cook, but whenever he does make an attempt, Phoenix "Iron Stomach" Wright eats it anyway and tells him he loves it.

Conversely, Miles is a very good baker. His favorite part is laying out all the ingredients before he starts in a bunch of little ramekins

Whenever Miles is having a bad day at work, the first thing he does when he gets home is take off his shoes and his coat. Then, he silently bumbles around the house until he finds Phoenix, and then he lays down on top of him

Once, Phoenix borrowed a DVD using Miles' library card and lost it before he got home. It's been five months and he's looked for it every single day, and he's terrified to tell Miles it's missing + find out about the late fee

Miles found the DVD the day after Phoenix lost it. He turned it in on the day it was due and is waiting to see how long Phoenix will take to confess. He's wondering if it would be funny or cruel to stage his own arrest for excess library fees.

Apollo has a crush on Miles and, conversely, Klavier has a crush on Phoenix. None of them have any idea.

Despite the fact that Phoenix is good with children of any age, Miles is actually the better of the two at handling babies. This is primarily because most of Phoenix's kids get to him as Standing and Walking children

As most of Miles' nightmares faded after AA3, Phoenix actually started getting some of his own after the bridge and "the big reveal." Miles likes to comfort him by holding his head to his chest, running his fingers through his hair, and humming to him. It's very soothing for both of them

give me one of yours too! I love these guys hehe

Oh sugar I’m so sorry that happened. I’ll reblog to help, even if it ain’t much

hi all! this is wendy @musashi. my tumblr blog was wrongfully terminated, i presume because i recently made a popular post that vaguely mentioned loving trans women and got sacked by the t/e//r////f mob's mass reporting campaign.

the official reason tumblr banned me was for "hoarding urls" which i very much did not do. i just had a lot of sideblogs, almost all of them active at some point or another. now no one can use those URLs because they are tied to a terminated account. if tumblr needed me to release some of the less active ones, i gladly would've.

it appears as though i was mass reported and tumblr just tried to find a reason to nix me because the ter//ve///s were clogging their pipes and i'm the easier answer to the trolley problem at their HQ.

many of these sideblogs are now gone, and i will be working to get them back up in time if i cannot get my account back.

i am putting on a brave face but i am fucking heartbroken. 14 years of my life were on that blog. that is literally half of my life on earth. countless pieces of art, memories, and snapshots of my adolescence and young adulthood just, like, gone. when i suffered from severe traumatic amnesia in 2016, it was that tumblr blog that helped me recall a TON of my life experiences & who i was. that blog literally saved my life.

with it i lose countless memories and almost 10k followers, as well as a community that i spent a very long time building up. tons of friends whos usernames i did not get, and anons who were never able to give them to me.

please share my story! my name is wendy. my old url was musashi. i liked ace attorney. i liked pokemon. i made youtube videos where i talked autistically about my faves. i liked to write, and make people laugh. i loved it here and i am sad tumblr has chosen to side with the mob instead of listening to that story. i have been here since 2010, and my blog and community meant so much to me.

please reblog this post. i am working hard to get my account back, but if i cannot, i want to find my friends and followers again.

Apollo looks like he’s starting to realize something about himself lmfao this is perfection

for the character / expression sketches… 1e and 3a, Apollo and Klavier, please? Thinking that Apollo says something unintentionally funny and he’s shocked when Klavier genuinely giggles :3 could work vice versa tho, whatever you want! thank you very much !

First time drawing both Klavier and Apollo, wahoo