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incorrectbatfam · 7 months

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If the batfam had tiktok what would they post? What would go the most viral?

Dick does duets where he remixes people who have bad takes. His most viewed one is turning Lex Luthor's corporate monologue into a dubstep track with beat drops every time Superman is mentioned. Equally popular is his mashup of Bruce's yawning with a Sam Smith song.

Jason makes cooking videos. The recipes are normal, but the voiceovers like, "today I'm making a realistic animal-themed vegan bento box 'cause I wanna torment my brother." His most popular video is of him shit-talking Batman while making a pot roast, but it gets deleted because he didn't say "unalive."

Tim does behind-the-scenes videos of his photoshoots where he makes it seem like a complex process with dimmed lights and glitter falling from a ceiling fan, then it cuts to a blurry iPhone pic of a pissed-off Jason with sparkly hair chasing him down a dark hallway.

Damian's is a mix of animal videos, art tutorials, Cheese Viking speedruns, and classical covers of anime intros. But his most popular one is recording his family's reaction to him saying the fuck-word for the first time. He also has a series where he asks people how babies are made to see whose response TikTok takes down first.

Duke posts subtle and wholesome pranks, like leaving Tooth Fairy money under the older batkids' pillows or gradually filling Kate's purse with Jolly Ranchers. His most popular series is when he slowly replaced Damian's furniture with increasingly smaller replicas until the 8th day when Damian finally notices.

Steph does a little bit of everything and often takes suggestions (re: dumb dares) from the comments. Her account started with her just sharing her favorite memes, but her most popular video is when she slept in a bathtub full of Mardi Gras necklaces after an audience poll.

Cass normally posts a mix of dance covers and sign language lessons, but occasionally there will be moments from her daily life that she captures at the right time. Her most viral video is at the grocery store when someone accidentally knocks a coconut onto the ground and she follows it as it rolls to the other end of the store.

Harper and Cullen do a lot of backyard science experiments where they take hypotheses from comments and test them out, like if they can cook steak with firecrackers or make a trampoline out of rubber bands. Their biggest project was turning an abandoned pool into a frog sanctuary.

Barbara keeps most of her daily videos private and her public ones are mainly book hauls, song recs, and computer tips. Her most popular video, even making news articles, is a video where she breaks down how planned obsolesce works and calling out big tech companies.

Bruce has a secret account that no one knows about. He doesn't post anything. He just lurks because he wants to be the first like and comment whenever his kids post.

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m00nsbaby · 10 months

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Falling asleep on their shoulders.

A bunch of headcanons about how would they feel. :) (Moon system x reader.) Steven.

In a million years, he would never have accepted a work outing when he could be in his comfortable apartment with Gus, reading a new book.

Until he found out that you would be going.

He never imagined that an amusement park could be so much fun. He had never been to one before.

Or maybe he had, but he doesn't remember.

You separated from the group as soon as you arrived. Steven thought he would like to be as carefree as you when you took his hand and walked without a trace of nervousness or fear.

You talked all day, about anything and everything.

"You're very interesting, Steven." It was probably the sweetest thing he had ever heard. His blush made you feel satisfied.

For the rest of the day, you made sure he knew you were interested in him.

You also mentally noted how his lips brushed against your fingers when you offered him some of your cotton candy.

You held hands again when you rode the tallest roller coaster in the park.

Oh, and you kept the photograph.

"Shall we go see the Aqualoop?" "See it or...?" "Get splashed, I mean." He couldn't say no. Both of you were like a pair of children enjoying the day.

Adult life hadn't given you the chance to enjoy yourselves like this in a long time.

Both of you closed your eyes tightly as the water splashed over you, drenching you from head to toe. You both laughed until your stomach hurt, and Steven brushed a wet strand of hair from your face.

Having him so close made your heart skip a beat.

You spent the rest of the day dripping wet, enjoying the sun on your skin and the warm air drying your hair.

You shared food as the evening approached, and you discovered that vegan food was much better than you had imagined, while Steven ate half of your french fries.

As the park was about to close, you met up with the others at the exit.

Both of you insisted on declining the ride J.B. offered, as your clothes were still wet.

After 20 long minutes of arguing, you accepted on behalf of yourself and Steven.

Or Scotty, as J.B. had called him, making you struggle to hold back your laughter.

The space in the back seat was limited, and your body was squeezed between Steven and the car door, but you couldn't say you were uncomfortable.

His body emitted a delightful warmth.

A yawn escaped you.

"Are you tired?" Steven's whisper near you broke the complete silence in the car.

You silently nodded, rubbing one of your eyes with your hand.

If only he had the courage to tell you how adorable he thought you were.

Minutes of silence passed, your breathing became slower and heavier, and your head gradually leaned to the side as you began to fall asleep.

And it happened. Your cheek ended up against Steven's shoulder.

He almost vomited from excitement, not exaggerating. Needless to say, he was the type of person who simply assumed he would die of natural causes before moving or telling you that his shoulder had become tired.

After a few minutes, you shifted, slipping an arm underneath his and intertwining your fingers together, returning to your place on his shoulder after.

He allowed himself to finally smile.

And the hours it took him to gather the courage finally culminated in the best part of the night. He leaned in enough to kiss your forehead.

You smiled too, without opening your eyes.

Marc.

One day, you had to explode, and he knew it.

His plans were always thwarted because Khonshu interfered with his sudden missions that not only meant pausing whatever you were doing, but also meant that Marc would disappear completely from the radar for God knows how many days.

It was strange when he returned, too. It took him days to return to normal, if you were lucky enough he would tell you what had happened, only partially.

"It's always the same!" You finally screamed at your breaking point. Tears overflowed from your eyes as you quickly packed your clothes into your suitcase. You didn't care if the clothes became even more wrinkled.

"You knew it would be like this, I told you." Marc had the migraine of the century.

You shouted at each other for a while, and the maid looked at you as if you were crazy.

To be fair, you sounded like it.

The argument came to a close when Marc went too far with his words. You didn't argue often, but when you did, it always ended like this.

You cried the whole way to the bus station. And you almost started another argument when you pushed your boyfriend's hand away to prevent him from grabbing your suitcase.

If only he had the strength to set aside his pride for once, he would have apologized the moment the tip of your nose turned red.

You wished you could switch places with a stranger to avoid hours of travel with him.

But it didn't happen.

You felt like the thousand times you cried yourself to exhaustion as a child. You even let out a yawn within the first 15 minutes of the trip.

It didn't take long for you to succumb to physical and emotional exhaustion, thinking that sleeping would make time pass faster and you would be away from him sooner.

He was so focused on avoiding your gaze by looking out the window that he didn't even notice when you fell asleep.

Until your head landed on his shoulder with a sudden turn in the road.

Marc's body tensed. He was too stubborn to give in instantly, but at the same time, he was too in love to push you away.

He looked at you, and his chest tightened.

You looked so vulnerable. So tender and small. How could he hurt you if he loved you so much?

Unbeknownst to him, a barely noticeable pout formed on his lower lip.

"I love you," he whispered, more to himself than to you. He was almost consoling himself in the pain of having to carry the regret of his words.

"I love you with all my heart," he repeated.

It was futile, you were deeply asleep.

He made his decision and closed his eyes, leaning his head against yours to find comfort.

He would sleep by your side, feeling the warmth of your body, and when you woke up, he would apologize to you as many times as necessary.

Even if it meant having to make it up to you with other vacations.

Jake.

You never exchanged words unless it was necessary.

You knew his name, he knew yours, and that you were good at fighting together. Unfortunately, you didn't have a "magical" suit to help with that.

You stared out the window, suppressing the urge to moan in pain every time the taxi jolted on the road. You had survived worse things than a twisted ankle and a possible broken rib.

Jake didn't look at you, only when he heard you hiss or take a deep breath because of the discomfort you were in.

"We're close to the hotel," he reassured you, even though it was a lie. You were in the middle of nowhere, trusting that the driver had the correct directions.

You nodded silently, closing your eyes and resting your forehead against the cold window.

Five more minutes passed, and there were no signs of life on the road, but the pain became more bearable as exhaustion started clouding your perception.

Every time you were about to fall asleep, a tap of your forehead against the window would wake you up.

And you didn't even notice his gaze on you.

After the seventh hit, Jake lost his patience.

"Eso no va a funcionar, cariño." You didn't understand, and you couldn't be bothered to understand as you kept your eyes closed.

The last thing you felt was his body moving closer to yours.

You yielded, your body finally relaxing as you managed to fall asleep. It was easier for Jake to wrap his arm around your shoulders and gently push you against his, allowing you to rest.

Almost immediately, he regretted it.

Jake didn't have this kind of closeness with anyone. His interactions with other people always involved punches, sometimes harder, sometimes softer, but pain was always present.

Was it normal for his heart to race like this? He would investigate later.

You moved your head slightly to snuggle better against his shoulder as he held his breath, trying not to make the slightest movement that could wake you.

"¿Cuánto va a ser?" he asked in a low tone so that the driver would understand his concern about not disturbing you.

The driver pointed to the meter in silence. Well, he encountered someone even quieter than himself.

Jake lost count of how many times he whispered in your ear, "Shh, cariño." (although sometimes he changed the endearment to "cielo" or "corazón") as a way to lull you in his arms whenever you shifted in your seat.

When you arrived, he paid in silence, as usual.

He didn't wake you up, in fact, he did his best to be as stealthy as possible.

He slid one of his arms under your legs, wrapped the other around you, and lifted you up like a bride.

Jake was careful, but not so much that your reflexes didn't catch the movement.

You woke up, but never opened your eyes; you simply nestled closer to his chest and enjoyed his care.

Tomorrow you would both face whatever you had to face.

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delulujuls · 6 months

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fuck, marry, kill | lh44, gr63

hi! im sorry for not being on time but hey, no surprise to having the best ideas when its already too late. anyway please enjoy!

summary: the mercedes trio is getting ready for halloween party, lewis is being a total babygirl as always, georgie boy being unbothered king as always too

warnings: none, they are pure goofballs

pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!mercdriver x george russell

George scrunched his nose, feeling the first stamp of paint on his cheek.

"I already don't like this."

Y/N rolled her eyes, putting more paint onto the sponge.

"I've just started, so please cooperate and let me work."

He squeezed his eyelids as he felt his face gradually being covered in white color. The atmosphere at the Mercedes headquarters that afternoon was very exciting, all due to preparations for the evening Halloween party.

"Is it at least vegan?" George asked again, nervously adjusting himself in his place.

Lewis sitting next to them couldn't help but laugh, tearing his gaze away from his phone.

"Give me one reason why makeup paint wouldn't be vegan" he asked.

"I have no idea, that's why I'd rather make sure."

Y/N shook her head and returned to covering his face with paint.

"And you, Lewis, do you have any ideas yet?"

She asked, glancing at the man who had been searching for inspiration for his costume for the past few minutes.

"I'd advise against anything with white paint and it's not just because it could be seen as racist."

George chimed in, trying to scratch his nose for which he immediately received a tap on the hand.

"Men in Black? The Weeknd?" the man shook his head while scrolling through Pinterest. "Everything is too simple and obvious."

"We could have some matching costumes," Russell suggested, feeling relieved as the girl put down the paint and reached for powder. "I'd feel better knowing that you guys are going through this as well."

"That's actually not a bad idea," Y/N nodded, looking at her friends. "The only question is, what kind?"

Lewis exhaled and focused on his phone again. The trio remained silent for a moment until the man showed them a photo with an potential inspiration.

"I think I have a favorite."

Y/N furrowed her brows, looking at the photo he showed. It took her a moment to decipher what the trio of girls in the picture was dressed up as.

"Fuck, Marry, Kill! Oh God, that is brilliant!"

"Let me be 'Kill' because I might as well kill myself if I have to wash this off" George said, adjusting the headband holding his hair.

"I'm fine with that" the girl assured, taking a brush, black eyeshadow and starting to paint skull elements on his face. "And what about you, Lewis?"

"I can let you have the first choice."

The man replied, resting on his hand and watching as George's makeup slowly began to take shape.

"Everyone thinks 'Fuck' when they look at you, so I guess we know the answer."

The girl said, giving him a meaningful look.

Lewis looked a little flustered, trying to cover his reaction with laughter. The three of them had been friends for almost four years, but Lewis was very easy to embarrass, even in jokes.

"You'd look good as the groom though, but I'm sure that everyone would probably point out that Y/N is being objectified for letting her being "Fuck", what about woman rights and all the other shitty nonsense," George added "PR people would have a busy evening."

"Geez Georgie boy, just say that I'm not attractive and no one would want to fuck me," Y/N interjected with feigned seriousness, struggling to hold back her laughter.

"Don't provoke me into this conversation, especially not now when I'm not at my best," he replied, trying to remain still as she painted his eyes.

Lewis returned to browsing his phone, this time with a clear idea of what he was looking for. When he found a specific photo, he hesitated for a moment about presenting his idea.

"Do you have red lipstick, Y/N?" He asked uncertainly, glancing at his friend. She nodded, not breaking her concentration. However, when he didn't expand on the topic, she looked at him.

"But what do you need red lipstick for, exactly?"

Lewis wordlessly showed her his phone with a picture where a guy was covered in red lipstick kisses. Y/N raised her eyebrows in shock, while George nodded approvingly.

"The idea is great and I truly love you, but don't count me as the one to give you those kisses,"Russell replied.

Lewis looked at Y/N, unsure if this suggestion wasn't too much and could potentially offend her in any way. However, she didn't react negatively at all; instead, she nodded and smiled enthusiastically.

"People on Twitter are gonna shit themselves."

When George's makeup was ready, the rest of the preparations went smoothly. Even getting the wedding accessories for Y/N wasn't as problematic as keeping Russell in one place with his mouth shut for more than five minutes during his make up. When the girl was ready, she took the red lipstick, which was the highlight of the program and found Lewis, who was already dressed in his dark red suit pants, perfectly matching his shirt. The man smiled at the sight of his friend, who had done a great job finding her costume at the last minute.

"How do you feel about the party?" the girl asked, opening a small mirror and painting her lips.

"I'm okay, and you?" the man replied, nervously adjusting the cuffs of his shirt.

"Me too, I must admit I like these kinds of parties."

Y/N closed the mirror and glanced at her friend, signaling him to sit down. He followed her command, getting nervous almost as if it were his first interaction with a girl ever.

"Do you have any specific idea about how to arrange these kisses, or can I improvise?"

"I trust you completely."

The girl nodded and without thinking too much just leaned toward him. Just then George entered the room, also dressed and ready to go.

"Thank goodness I found you in time," he said, closing the door behind him. "Now no one can accuse you of deliberate kisses."

"You're definitely taking this too seriously," Y/N laughed and leaned toward Lewis, pressing her lips to his cheek. The man smiled involuntarily and looked at her, slightly taken aback when she moved away and examined her work.

"One down, about twenty-nine to go," George commented, sitting in a nearby chair. "Don't fall in love with each other during this time."

Lewis sat still, even trying not to breathe too loudly. Y/N left kisses on his cheek, neck and chest like stamps. When she finished, she nodded approvingly.

"It turned out better than I thought."

"We all look awesome, but now get rid of the evidence and let's go because I'm starving."

The girl wiped her lips clean and the three of them headed to the company's party. Y/N secured seats, Lewis went for drinks and George immediately greeted the snacks. Toto holding a champagne glass took a big sip when he noticed Lewis's rather original outfit.

"I guess you're not the author of those kisses."

The man stated more than he asked, when he approached George.

"Come on, boss, I used my best lipstick for this. Huda Beauty," George said with utmost seriousness and holding three plates of snacks he returned to his friends, ready for the next adventures of the Halloween night.

#george russell x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x reader x george russell #f1 one shot #f1 oneshots #f1 imagines #lh44 #gr63 #mercedes baby

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homunculus-argument · 2 months

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Post the fig cake/banana bread recipe please?

I used this banana bread recipe as a base with some adjustments, but since it's in finnish I'll write out the whole fig cake recipe here, as I made it:

240 grams of fig jam

150 grams of melted butter

2 dl of brown sugar

2 eggs

3 dl of wheat flour

2 dl of rolled oats/oat flakes

1 dl of crushed nuts (I used a mixture of pistachios and almonds, but either just almonds or just pistachios is probably fine too)

1 dl of raisins

2 teaspoons of vanilla sugar (vanillin sugar works just fine)

1 teaspoon of cinnamon

1 teaspoon of cardamom

1 teaspoon of baking soda

1 teaspoon of salt

(here, "teaspoon" is about 5 millilitres. For other measures and their imperial translations, you're on your own)

Mix the butter, fig jam, sugar and eggs together in a bowl until you reach an even consistency. It's going to be pretty solid, but don't be alarmed.

Mix the rest of the ingredients together in a separate bowl. Make sure that the raisins aren't all clumped together. I recommend mixing everything but the flour together first before finally adding in the flour, to ensure that it's all even.

Gradually mix the dry ingredients into the wet ingredient bowl, mixing the batter between each helping of flour mixture. I used a ladle for this.

Grease a caking pan/oven dish/whatever you are using with butter. You can use whatever oven-safe baking dish you want, for as long as it can handle 1 litre of cake. You should probably measure your baking dish before making the batter, to see if it fits.

Pour/ladle the batter into the greased baking dish. It's going to be pretty firm and solid at this point, not foamy or runny, and it will expand to roughly twice the size it is now as it bakes.

Heat the oven to 175 degrees celsius (you should probably have done that earlier, too, so that it would already be hot by the time the batter is in the pan), and put the cake in the oven for 55 minutes.

Let the cake cool before pouring it out of the dish. It should come out easily and just fall right off. Have a serving dish already ready and try to aim there - it's going to be a bitch to get the cake off the floor if you miss. (And if you have dogs, you will no longer have cake. Or a dog. Raisins are toxic to dogs and there's raisins in the cake. Do not drop the cake on the floor.)

Conclusion: Cake. If you want to try making a vegan, no-egg, no-dairy or gluten-free version, feel free to fuck around and let me know what you found out, substitutions of this sort are not my expertise. For a nut-free version, simply leave out the nuts.

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horsesarecreatures · 4 months

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Hey, uhm, about that „horse riding is harmful – but they need exercise!“ thread: what is never talked about in these discussions (this is my impression) is how priviliged it is that we can even abstain from using horses for transportation and farming.

And while our lifes have become much more comfortable since machines have replaced horses in these fields, I would argue that this shift has been very bad for nature as a whole. Even if someone does not believe in climate change, they could still see how it was bad that we built (and are building) asphalt streets and railroad tracks through wildlife habitats. And big machinery driving over soil compresses the earth unnecessarily, which makes it more difficult for plants to regrow. This would not be a problem if we still used horses.

I’m also wondering what people who are against horse owning would say to people who live in circumstances where they are still dependent on their animals. People who maybe live somewhere were the infrastructure needed in order to be able to use fossil fueled vehicles is not yet present. Or people who are just poor. Should they also stop riding and driving horses?

All of that being said, let’s imagine the consequences of gradually stopping all horse ownership. All horses currently living with humans as pets will stay with their owners and be cared for until they die, procreation will be prevented. (The alternative would of course be to release them into the wild, but deciding on WHERE to do so is very difficult and let’s just not do that in this scenario, as to not disturb already established ecosystems). Horse breeds which have been living with humans for the past thousands of years will go extinct. All the knowledge about how to feed horses, about horse behaviour and how to interact with them and about how to safely train them to be driven and ridden in a sustainable way will only exist in books within a hundred years. We are talking about skills that, at the end of the day, are more efficiently learned if there are teachers whom actually are practicing the craft. Humanity as a whole lives a bit more removed from nature – although, that is just how I see it.

I hope it’s okay for me to unload my thoughts on this onto you – I’m too shy to write under the post directly, but I really want to get this out of my head.

I live in germany by the way and I own a little pony mare. I don’t actually know her breed, it must have not been documented when she was born. She probably is a german riding pony with a healthy dose of arabian blood in her. I’ve riden and worked with horses for 14 years now and owned my mare for 5. I bought her when she was 11 years old and noone had really cared for her for two years. She spend that time on a pasture with other horses and was slightly malnourished and apathetic then. These days her fur is sparkling and her muscles have developed nicely and she expresses more happiness overall.

Hey, I don't know about the original poster as I don't follow them, but @acti-veg actually addresses your first point quite frequently. There are many people who cannot afford to not eat meat, abstain from medications that have been tested on animals, use horses for farming or transportation, etc. But the definition of veganism is, "a way of living which seeks to exclude, as far as is possible and practicable, all forms of exploitation of, and cruelty to, animals for food, clothing or any other purpose.” If a person cannot avoid some form of animal exploitation because of their health or inability to make an alternative living, this does not preclude them from being a vegan as long as they do their best to limit their reliance on animals in other areas.

I agree that industrialization has led to many advancements in society at the detriment of nature and biodiversity. But I would also point out that if people switched back to horses today, at our current population, that would also not be sustainable. There is not enough land to keep them properly without adding more to deforestation, and plowing with horses is less precise and worse for the soil than some up and coming alternatives, like laser weeding and using robotic seed planting, which can eliminate the need to plowing entirely.

You are right that if people stopped breeding horses many breeds would go extinct and knowledge in how to care for them would be lost. This is a downside that has to be balanced against the upsides, like no more halter horse monstrosities, no more horses being dumped & shipped to slaughter, and the potential for farmland to be re-wilded which would increase biodiversity.

It's totally ok to share your thoughts here, and your pony sounds super cute!

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acti-veg · 7 months

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Hello, I would like genuine advice because my situation is often seen as taboo by some vegans but I would still like to try my best in the position I'm in.

I have been a vegetarian for 3 years now and was planning to go vegan gradually, I often learned vegan recipes, went to vegan cafes and restaurants, participated in veganuary, followed vegan activists...etc

The problem is even while still eating eggs and dairy (as well as lots of red beans, chickpeas, lentils, tofu, leafy greens + vitamin C to help absorption) my iron levels keep plummeting. I have been trying to take iron supplements for a year now but never managed to stop being anemic. I also have to say my period is quite heavy which doesn't help much.

I'm now feeling so tired I'm considering going pescetarian for a while to see if I manage to get my iron levels back up this year. I feel very disappointed because I had planned to consume less animal products, not more but alas it looks like my body can't follow.

I would like to know if you have any advice to lower animal suffering both in my diet and in my day to day life while being pescetarian for health-related reasons ?

The trouble with fish is that it really isn’t very high in iron compared with the plant sources you’re eating now. Tuna is the one people often cite for iron, but even that is only about 1.6 grams per 100 grams, compared to say tofu which you’re already eating, which is 5.4 grams per 100 grams. The iron in fish is heme iron which may be easier to absorb, but with much less of it available it’s unlikely to raise your iron levels at the rate you need.

I think that your focus should really be on your health above everything else right now. Have you been to a nutritionist at this stage? That would be my immediate recommendation, infusing iron is an option for people with long-term anaemia and would get your iron up far quicker than eating fish would, and lower the risk of any health complications. You need to know if there is some sort of underlying absorption issue before you can know what you need to eat to deal with it.

Focus on getting yourself healthy again, don’t make any further dietary changes until you’ve seen a doctor and talked through options with a nutritionist. Only once you’ve got a handle on things and understand what is going on should you start thinking about any further dietary changes to shift towards veganism, and in the meantime you can still be vegan in every other aspect of your life.

#ask #nutrition #anemia #iron

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filled-with-fat · 1 year

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Hunks to Chunks

“Yo dude, you coming to the club today? Just texted Billy and Jose, they’re both gonna be there mate.”

And so, you spent yet another weekday with Billy, Jose and Carl at the club, lifting weights and comparing each other’s pec size.

One day, after a long and trying session in the gym. Billy asked:

“Yo Guys, you wanna get lunch here today?”

Normally you’d all go grab something nutritious and healthy from the chic restaurants next door, rather the buffet at the club was heavily calorific and didn’t serve as much for muscly weightlifters.

Because you were all tired and exhausted from a particularly demanding session, you all agreed with Billy’s suggestion and ate lunch at the club.

This somewhat continued. You’d all grown to enjoy the food at the club much more than the healthy shit served next door. The burgers, slushies and fries were more appealing to you all than the vegan spaghetti and no-meat meatballs.

Gradually, you all spent more time in the restaurant than in the gym. You’d order seconds of calorific foods, thirds of fatty milkshakes. You no longer craved the gym, the high of working out and flexing your muscles to each other, you preferred the taste of unhealthy foods, the high of filling your belly to its brink.

When it came to renewing you gym membership, there was a unanimous decision amongst all of you to not renew it. You spent the extra 2 hours you would’ve spent in the gym, feeding yourselves in the club. You enjoyed flexing your enlarged bellies to each other, and racing to finish the most food in the shortest time. You body’s got fatter: your hips and thighs spilled over the chairs, your butt cracks visibility to the other club members. Your moobs and bellies sagged with flabby fat, your faces and cheeks red with exhaustion and puffiness. Billy loved it. Watching his friends as they ate more and more, their bellies bulging out of the shirts and filling their laps.

Soon, you were all the size of blimps, Jose and Billy had hippo-sized butts, pumped with cellulite, jiggling up and down as they trudged along. Carl had huge, flabby moobs and an enormously fat belly, saying beneath his knees as he waddles into the club. You had unearthly-sized thighs, dripping with fat, your belly looked scarred by thousands of stretch marks, permanently bloated and swollen, your moobs stretched and flabby. You all sat down at the restaurant at the club, all of you needed two chairs to prop your entire obese body up. You all ate, chugging gainer shakes and gluttonous foods down you œsophages for 3,1/2 hours, before getting waiters to pull you to the ‘quiet rooms’ where you all passed out in a food coma. Your belly hurt with fat foods, you’d wished you hadn’t eaten just as much as you did, you ‘d never felt so unbelievably full. You noticed Billy, he was removing his tshirt, exposing his flabby fat belly and moobs, his head tilted back as he moaned and groaned, he too was unbelievably full. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled his underwear down, exposing his fat pad, and letting his genital breath. He moved over to you, he noticed your belly was hurting, he began to rub it, he lathered his sweaty hands over your ginormously fat stomach, it immediately felt better. He suddenly stopped rubbing, you grabbed his hand straight away and placed it back on your belly, telling him how good it made you feel. He had your consent. He kissed you, his lips met your fat face and red cheeks, you were both gasping for breath between kisses, he clung on to your belly as he exposed your fat pad and dick, he worked his way down to his knees and began sucking you off, it felt good, you loved it. He made you cum so hard, harder than any girl had ever done.

This became a daily activity, eating, bulging with fat, Carl and Jose passing out in a food coma, Billy and you sucking each other off, u Elgin’s and taking abite of each other’s fat rolls.

Soon, he asked you to move in with him, you grew fatter together, Billy made sure your stomach was never empty, you brought him sugary fat-filled snacks every time you were out in town. You had all gone from hunks to chunks.

#fat as fuck #fat #fat moobs #fat piggy #fat arms #fatboy #gay fatty #fat tummy #immobile #immobile feedee #obese male #im obese #big fatty #get me fatter #suck me off #hot obese

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beatriceeagle · 9 months

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Ok so follow-up to the timeline question (sorry, I’m re-watching the series and just discovered your meta, so I am now re-obsessed): Since we know that Peter is already upset in one foot but still manages to be friendly up through the end of the year, why do you think that angst suddenly gets dialed up when they get to Wellington? How does he suddenly go from agreeing to live with Balth to pushing him away entirely? Obviously any answer is total speculation but I’m just curious what others think

"Let's Speculate About Peter" should probably be the name of my blog, honestly. (Singing it to the tune of "Let's Generalize About Men" from Crazy Ex-Girlfriend.)

Okay, as you say, most of this is more vibes-based than anything I can tie to cold hard evidence. But I think to answer your question I need to start at the end: How did Peter go from agreeing to live with Balth to pushing him away entirely?

And the answer to that is that he didn't. At no point in the series, and I think probably at no point before the series, does Peter push Balthazar away entirely. Even at his absolute most self-destructive, even when he's deliberately picking fights and coming home drunk, even when he's shouting that Balthazar doesn't need to hold his fucking hand, Peter is always still reaching out to Balth in some ways, some of the time. They do homework together, and Peter invites Balthazar to town with him ("VACUUMING"). They go in together on Hero's birthday present ("Birthday Presents"). Even in "RULES," probably six hours after their huge blow-up in "TOWN," he agrees to Vegan Fridays as soon as Balthazar offers to cook.

The issue that Balthazar had with Peter, pretty much from the beginning (other than that he really, really wanted Peter to stop self-destructing) was that Peter was sending mixed signals. There's a loaded look, then Peter skips his gig. Peter invites Balthazar out for a night on the town, then shouts that he's not his boyfriend. Chickens out on the "CHICKEN" kiss, then tries to kiss him in "Stay."

So when it comes to his behavior towards Balthazar, at least, Peter's actions at the beginning of LoLiLo aren't really a sharp break; it's more of a gradual decline, with lots of ups and downs along the way. And I think that's true of Peter's emotional state generally. He was deeply unhappy in "one foot," and he was deeply unhappy in "RETURNS." And because there's clear evidence of times he wasn't unhappy in the interim, it feels like there needs to be some direct, obvious cause for the downturn, when I think really it was more that he got gradually less and less able to suppress the feelings that were always there. If you were going to look for a direct stressor, I guess I would say that being away from home and suddenly exposed to a lot more alcohol probably did not help. But that's not really a cause—it's just a coping mechanism that causes more problems.

I don't have a ton of direct evidence for that reading, but I think it works in tandem with the push-pull thing Peter had going on with Balthazar, as well—Peter pushes Balth away when he's feeling particularly self-loathing, and pulls towards him when he's feeling lonely or happy, and so the fact that that dynamic has been going on pretty much unbroken kind of indicates that Peter's emotional swings have been too. And you know, we never talked about it much in the rewatch metas because, honestly, Balthazar is clearly taking the brunt of the emotional damage of that phase of their relationship, but I also imagine that the push-pull wasn't particularly healthy for Peter either! Like, he decides he's such a fuck-up that he needs to push Balthazar away, and now oh, look, he's made Balthazar unhappy, clearly he's an even bigger fuck up than he thought. I think once that cycle started it could probably feed into a lot of pre-existing bad thoughts.

#lovely little losers #lolilo meta #meta #all around great guy pedro donaldson #ask

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mushblock · 1 year

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wish list for moon knight season 2

idc if we don’t have a confirmation of a season 2, i am still obsessed with the show and delusional enough that i can dream 💪😔

steven swapping out calling his “mother” for leaving voice memos for marc or writing in a journal (showing more system communication!!)

marc and steven as cohosts, just enjoying life

jake’s cab, does he drive an average taxi? or does he take up high profile clients as a personal limo driver?

jake’s fake moustache

moon knight goes to new york

…potential avenger run in in new york?

gena’s diner PLEASE

frenchie and crowley (speaking roles, not just easter eggs)

steven helping with identifying ancient artifacts or translating hieroglyphics for a mission

let the man infodump without getting shut down

in fact, show autistic traits in the whole system

the system seeing a real therapist. i would love to see them work through their past trauma of mental health institutions and i think it would be awesome to challenge the common notion in media that therapy is scary. even if the actual sessions aren’t shown, i’d love for it to be at the very least mentioned

more scarlet scarab, how “temporary” is layla’s deal with taweret? does she continue being her avatar?

jake’s own suit

i beg of you, no “evil alter” stereotyping of jake. tbh i don’t trust marvel to even attempt showing jake in a persecutor role

steven and jake ganging up on marc

talking to elias

the system faking each other’s accents poorly

marc working against his internalized ableism

blurriness between alters, and not done in a scary way. like in the “i’m not sure who’s fronting so idk if we should eat something vegan or not” way

steven collecting so many books on DID, him and layla learning together

no divorce >:( relationship gradually recovering and getting even stronger :)

“this is my husband marc and my boyfriend steven”

discussion about how all the alters are equal in the system, and just because marc is the “original” doesn’t mean he has any more priority over the others (if marvel wanted to go further, maybe even a discussion on how there could be no original in the first place)

marc discovering himself outside of being an avatar, maybe as a nod to the comics he could develop an interest in film (since comic steven was a film producer)

sadly i don’t expect the midnight mission or characters like Reese to show up in a season 2 (season 3 maybe if i’m delusional enough 👁👁)

“I am Marc Spector. I am Steven Grant. I am Jake Lockley and we are going to be okay. We are going to live with who we are. We are Moon Knight. And we never needed you”

what would you all like to see in season 2?

im still very obsessed with moon knight so i may add more to this list lol

#moon knight #i can be a little delusional #as a treat :)#marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley

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cjcooksvegan · 11 months

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6 Tips For New Vegans (Beginner's Guide To Going Vegan)

6 tips for beginners to #veganism #veganuary #govegan #plantbased

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gothhabiba · 9 months

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hi! i hope you're doing well. i was wondering if i could ask you if you've written/know of any writing about maintaining a vegan lifestyle while recovering from an eating disorder. whatever i've googled about this subject has given me...p questionable results imo? if for any reason you'd rather not answer this question, ofc you're not obligated to! ❣️❣️❣️thank you either way :)

I’ve been thinking about this question for a while—& I’ve gotten similar ones in the past—and to be honest I can’t say I’ve experienced what you’re going through. My vegetarianism (if not my veganism) predates my history of disordered eating by several years. I don’t experience veganism as ‘restriction’ akin to disordered eating—I never would have thought to compare the two things—it’s not that I’m not giving myself unconditional permission to eat whatever I want to, it’s just that I don’t really consider non-vegan food (or at the very least meat) to be “edible.” I guess what I’m describing *is* a taboo that I’ve built up around certain foods, but it dates from my childhood and doesn’t feel unnatural to me. The motives behind it are moral ones and thus very different from the impetus behind my disordered eating.

That being said, I think that if you’re experiencing veganism as restriction, it might help to take note of when this feeling crops up. Is it when you’re obliged to choose a different option at a restaurant than you might have wanted? When a bakery doesn’t have any vegan sweets? When a coworker offers you something non-vegan and you’re obliged to decline? This kind of thing is why I originally learned to bake—it was before a lot of places had vegan options, so if I wanted to eat cake anytime in the next several years I would have to make it myself. Making or seeking out alternatives to non-vegan things that you perceive to be just as good as what you’re missing out on might help a lot. I’ve been told several times that a certain cooking blog that may or may not exist and may or may not be attached to me has aided someone with ED recovery. There are ways to enjoy food, to seek food out, to have fun with food, that don’t go outside of a vegan diet—whether that’s seeking out vegan food culture in your area (if it exists) or learning to cook and bake vegan food yourself. And there are vegan recipes and food blogs that aren’t motivated by an interest in ‘health’—I’d recommend finding some recipes that you’re excited about and continuing to try new things.

If none of this helps, and you’re continually experiencing keeping to a vegan diet as a feeling of restriction, shame, or guilt around food, then there’s absolutely nothing wrong with putting veganism on hold for now, or leaving it entirely. Eating disorders are devastating physically and psychologically, and your health and well-being are more important. Even a switch to vegetarianism may give you a little bit of leeway. (If you’re going to go this route, consider seeking out advice from people who’ve done the same on how to re-incorporate foods gradually so as not to trouble your digestive system too much—I’ve heard it can be rough at first if you’re not careful!)

#I have no clew why I drafted some of these posts instead of queueing them.....#Anonymous #questions #vegan #disordered eating #advice

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theliviens · 1 year

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Plum Pie Recipe - With Jack Horner #Fanfic #Scenario #Recipe

owner of the pie. co

Mr. Jack today will teach you the recipe for your famous plum pies in your factory! The very will be teaching you graciously and delightfully the step by step of this recipe with all the details. Enjoy!

(When "Minion" appears in the dialogue, it is one of Jack's henchmen interacting. And when "the voice of hell" appears, it's Jack asking questions to himself, indicating the audience with doubts.)

Minion: So... Mr Horner. Look at the camera and----

Jack: I KNOW. You've explained this to me a million times. Keep in touch, speak legible and la-di-da blah! Come out and let me shine.

Minion: ...

Jack: Uhm* Recipe with Jack Horner will be a beautiful and soft plum pie crust.

Jack: The ones you consume in the Pie Co.

Jack: I'm someone generous, kind and talented, I'll be teaching you how to do it! If you're as skilled and smart as I am.

Minion: Cof cof~

Jack: --- So! The crust.

Jack: In the food processor, a cup of flour for all purposes and we are adding a quarter of cornmeal.

Voice of hell: I don't have cornmeal like that---

Jack: BUY!

Jack: A half teaspoon of salt. Easy, in the salt, if not our pie will be salted, okay?

Jack: And a tablespoon of granulated sugar.

Jack: The dry ingredients now.

Jack: Added butter inside the processor. A whole tablet cut into cubes.

Voice of hell: Hot butter, cold or room temperature?

Jack: Cold. How all the pie crust make it cold. So obvious, man---

Jack: Draining this into the pulsating add two tablespoons of ice water with an egg.

Voice from hell: But I'm vegan.

Jack: Use ripe bananas, your duh!

Voice of hell: I don't like bananas-

Jack: Haha. Cool. It's fermentation.

Jack: Separate your egg from the white. Save the white one.

Jack: Two tablespoons of ice water in egg and mix for a perfect crust. Attention to detail.

Jack: Gradually place the egg mixture in the processor at pulse.

Jack: Right.

Jack: No disgust, take the dough in your hand. If you press and be firm, stop there. Your mass is on point.

Jack: If you're not on point... bad luck! Hah.

Jack: So store it on plastic paper and now you gather your dough in this plastic film.

Jack: Turn it into a flat disk and then basically flatten and cool for at least an hour and until night.

Jack: Sweet dreams, crust. Good night.

The next day

Jack: Good morning creatures of the day.

Jack: Now for the stuffing. Dear plums.

Voice of Hell: Can I use another fruit?

Jack: Yes. You can. Strawberries, oranges, blueberries, pomegranates, pumpkin, mango and their MOTHER---

Minion: ... (Do not interfere)

Jack: Uh* Cut a quarter of the plums. Your plums go into a small bowl.

Jack: Added a quarter of a cup of sugar.

Voice of Hell: But---

Jack: Don't get in the way of the artist. It is necessary to be delicate to handle these fruits.

Voice of Hell: You have big hands, how delicate are you?

Jack: Oh, WOW. For your information, I was a ballet dancer as a teenager, shut up.

Jack: And add some cornstarch.

Jack: Cornstarch will thicken the juices of these juicy plums. Two tablespoons.

Jack: Mix and mix. Added a vanilla in the bowl.

Jack: HmmHmm. Very good.

Minion: Wow... so hungry ~

Jack: Take the crust dough and be ready to cast our galley crust.

Jack: This we want to be about 12 inches in diameter.

Jack: Take it if you roll it on your pin like that. And then how easy it is to unroll directly on your baking sheet covered in parchment.

Jack: Like this, see?

Jack: Add your plums right in the center. Use all the juice.

Jack: Now, the part that might be difficult for you, but not for me, Horner. Hah!

Jack: You start bending the edge over the fruit.

Jack: Use some brown sugar.

Voice of hell: What if I don't want to put it on?

Jack: DON'T PUT it on, bitch.

Jack: Go straight to the fridge to cool for about an hour before putting it in the oven.

Cold pie.

Jack: An egg mixed with a teaspoon of water. That's your glaze.

Voice of hell: Repeat. I'm vegan---

Jack: Yes. I know, use melted vegetable butter or melted sugar.

Jack: Brush only on the dough.

Jack: Your oven is preheated to 375 degrees and this will take approximately 35 minutes or more or 40 minutes to bake.

Voice of hell: I have no oven---

Jack: BAKE ON FIREWOOD--- oh, seriously... You're stupid.

Jack: And then serve these beautiful wedges.

Jack: So spectacular. You won't see another pie as beautiful as Big Jack Horner's.

Voice of hell: My grandmother---

Jack: YOUR PROBLEM.

Jack: Now enjoy your delicious plum pie. See you later!

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earthstellar · 7 months

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my friend accidentally dyed her hair a colour that I have named "Rodimus Orange"

so here's a pro-tip from my punk days:

if you fuck up bleaching your hair and it turns orange and/or brassy, go get a light to medium cool tone permanent grey dye (without lightener/hydrogen peroxide)

the cool grey has the same purple undertones as most toner for blonde hair does, and it helps even out any orangey patches + tints the orangy hair a more even colour without darkening it all that much

now, this won't work in every single case, but it's a very good solution and way better than walking around with fucked up hair

the reason this orange result usually happens is when you grab a box dye that has too strong of a lightener; if you have dark brown hair and wanna go platinum blonde, for example, it might be better to get a darker blonde or even lighter brown shade with a less intense lightener (think 20 vol versus 40 vol) and then gradually lighten your hair so you don't fry it and end up going Full Rodimus

I hope this mid-90s punk knowledge will help someone out there <3

bonus: you can also do the punk thing of putting egg white in your hair as a protein conditioner and sealer if you like the post-grey dye results (as long as you aren't vegan, anyway)

honestly I think the Rodimus Orange looks good but hey, if you need to fix it, hopefully that's useful lol :')

(and if you just wanna commit to the Rodimus look, you can go Hot Rod style and slap some magenta dye on there, leaving some orange showing through for a cool multicolour warm vibe or magenta with orange/yellow highlights!)

the moral of the story: grey dye makes for good toner in some cases, and sometimes you just gotta commit to the Cybertronian speedster look

#not transformers #it really does look like Rodimus Orange though #rodimus prime

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project-wildcard · 11 months

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Charlie's friends and community!

The area:

The city's name is Freedom city, the name is taken from Mutants and Masterminds but all the details will just be whatever's convenient to the story. Superheroes are quite common but not everywhere. About 2-3% of people have powers and of that, only about 1/8th of a % of people have powers strong enough for them to be heroes or villains. There is a large superhero council called the Valiant Organisation Rescuing and Protecting All Lives or V.O.R.P.A.L. they're a council of the world's strongest heroes who also pay people to be heroes full time. They protect the world against supervillains, bioweapons, intergalactic threats and other similar threats but they don't devote much attention to the problems like homelessness and gradual climate change. They'd be much more inclined to stop a villain from burning down the rainforest than they'd be to try and stop a billionaire from slowly cutting them down to increase their net worth.

Charlie lives in a large apartment with their friends across the street from their college, redwood university, named after the massive tree that is in the centre of their campus. The college is very big and offers just about every kind of course it can. Charlie is doing a degree in history, and isn't really sure what they're going to do with the degree. The campus also doubles as a public park and has a lot of areas left to grow naturally with tall grass, weeds and wild flowers. It's pretty huge, probably about 4km from one side to the other going north to south and 6km east to west

Charlie also volunteers at an animal shelter on the opposite side of the park from where they live. They spend pretty much an equal amount of time in the shelter as they at their apartment, including sleeping there sometimes.

Their friends:

Michael (Mike/Mikey): He is the definition of completely average white guy. Brown hair, 5ft 10, decent family, weekend job stocking shelves, a sister he's not particularly close with but isn't like, super distant from. He's happy to be there and doesn't really have any big aspirations for his life. He's doing a business degree, which he takes very seriously, with the hopes of being an accountant in the future. He wants the stable job, time on the weekends to do something nice with his partner and kids, comfortable home. He's content with just living comfortably, nothing exciting and nothing dangerous. He's in the group cuz he still finds all of them interesting and wants to have a good understanding of the different people in the world so he can raise his kids to be caring and open. His ultimate goal would be to be a good parent and husband. He feels that because he doesn't fit in with the group because of his less aspirational hopes for his life he'll eventually grow distant from them once they finish college.

Lilith (Lily): She is very much an environmental activist. She's got short blonde hair with the tips dyed a dark green. She absolutely doesn't let any meat into the house aside from pet food and is pretty vocal about non-vegan stuff, although keeps it teasing more than anger usually cuz she knows the others have changed a lot already after they moved in and she's happy with as much as they've done. She's working towards a degree in social sciences and she wants to run a charity that will help the planet by getting more heroes to work to restore nature rather than being so focused on the big villains or stopping crimes. The big problem in the world with that right now is that heroes usually don't get paid for... hero-ing unless they're working for one of the bigger super alliances like VORPAL and as a result they need to spend a lot of time working a job and would usually prefer to do something that they would be rewarded for like stopping a robbery or supervillain. She doesn't care too much about how the people in her life change because she believes that as long as she's passionately working towards what she wants, the people who support her will be just as worthy of her support.

Ruby: She aspires to be a doctor and she is pushing herself really hard to do good in her degree. She has very minor healing powers, she can close up minor cuts in about a minute and even fix bones completely over the course of a few hours of focus but compared to other healing heroes it's not much. She wants to be a doctor so she gets the chance to use her gift properly, she's scared to have "wasted her potential" and pushes herself past her limits a lot of the time, burning out basically once a month and needing her friends to force her to relax. Hospitals in this world are always busy from the fallout of super fights or villains' plans. There are heroes who can heal people who tend to be working at these hospitals but some things can actually have a lot of complications if they're healed too fast, bones might not set right, the immune response might end up not being able to find the disease and attack the person instead, certain pathogens might not be affected by healing powers. Long story short, traditional medical care is still very important to keep people healthy.

Steph: He's very laid back about his life. He's going for a degree in structural engineering and assumes that even if he doesn't make it big time in any way he will still have a secure job in construction or re-construction. These industries are always asking for more people as the many supervillains and superheroes of the world consider the collateral damage of big fights to be insignificant, as long as in the heroes' case no people are hurt. He doesn't exactly have plans for his life, he just takes it as it comes and does what he can in the moment. He's often the go to for wisdom when people are stressed about their lives.

The cats:

Charlie first went to the shelter after saving a street cat they found sick in an alley. The cat gave birth a few months later but shortly after died. Most of the litter stayed at the shelter and are now "staff" (as in they walk around and meow at other animals) but Charlie brought two back to their apartment, Bean and Scruffle.

Bean is an orange cat who is very affectionate and playful. She rarely leaves the apartment. Charlie will usually cuddle with Bean for comfort when they feel sad.

Scruffle is a grey cat who spends most time outside but comes back every night to sleep there. He explores the park most days and every morning he climbs up the redwood at the college to get to the roof. He can't actually make the jump from the tree to the roof and relies on Charlie making a portal for him to get there.

Charlie made sure the cats were used to portals when they were young so they'd know to walk through one if they were ever stuck.

The Animal Shelter: The animal shelter is very important to Charlie, it's where they first felt they could do something good for the world without needing to take the chance of using their powers. They treat it as a second home to the point that their mail goes to the shelter rather than the apartment. They feel a lot of empathy for the animals they help and they feel that the animals trust them to help. There's a large amount of exotic animals that have been domesticated so the shelter is quite a bit larger than any in our world.

The shelter has received a lot of funding over the years because of the amount of animal related villains whose aftermath has to be dealt with. Whether it's alien creatures, chaos at the zoo or plots to kidnap people's pets, there's a lot of animals in the city with nowhere to stay, and it's not a very popular practice to put them down.

The person who runs the shelter is currently in talks with the city council about dedicating a portion of the park to be an animal reserve as exotic pets are more common than they should be and need a lot more space to move around than they can currently provide.

Socks, the person who runs the shelter: They are tall, and an older person, in their 50's but still more than young enough to handle any creature that finds it's way into the shelter. They have a lot of wrinkles but their face does really sag in any way, it's just from having a life full of passion. Their hair is short and has has been grey for years. Socks and Charlie are very close. Charlie sees them as a mentor figure, but they are by fair their favourite, because socks is the first person Charlie chose to learn from rather than being told they have to be taught by. Socks has a small room set up in the shelter for Charlie to sleep in whenever they need and they live in the shelter themself so they appreciate the company whenever it's offered. They see that Charlie has a lot of potential but doesn't want to push because they believe Charlie will figure themself out when the time is right.

This post took a long time to make. I wanted to make sure that everyone in Charlie's life is treated like a person who has their own life outside of what we see from Charlie's perspective so I needed to make sure every single character had at least little depth planned. Also naming things is not my strong suit so most of the time spent on this post was just spent on figuring out the name of the city (which I kinda gave up on) or Charlie's friends, or V.O.R.P.A.L. (Which I am VERY happy to have settled on). I also plan to use Ruby and Steph to explore the parts of superhero stories that usually go under the radar or will only get a small mention. I think at some point I'll write about an event from everyone's perspective separately, probably the only time I'll have the story be told from a first person perspective.

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