#lift things?

[tlacehualli]

[ SLEEVES ] : sender rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms. – forgive Dez, her arms are just about all she’s got going for her ahshd.

Armed with a soldering iron, safety glasses, a mask, and gloves, she's feeling and looking super professional. Maybe the gauges and the undercut and the brightly dyed hair took away from it somewhat but whatever, it wasn't as if she graduated primary school. Her tongue's sticking out underneath the mask as she cautiously leans in to get a better look at the exposed wire in the rubble.

Or, the reason why approximately a quarter of Junkertown didn't have lights right now. "SWA would have your ass if they could see this." She was half-joking, the other half had no idea how all of them hadn't been electrocuted by now. But she's working diligently regardless, replacing lengths of damaged cables, isolating different sections from the current so she wouldn't fry herself either.

"Tch. Think there's something fucky down that way..." Sombra reached purple hardlight into the exposed wire just to confirm her suspicions and then nodded. She got up from her half-kneeling position and patted the rubble in her way. "You mind, chica? Just did my nails, you know." As if fucking around with wires hadn't already messed them up, but still, Dez would get the job done faster.

She did feel privileged a queen (even a self-proclaimed one), was just going around lifting shit for her. It made her self-satisfied like a cat. Until Dez rolled up her sleeves so as to not get them torn while she eased rubble out of the way to further damaged sections. Overall, a very upsetting experience. It was a hot day and left a sheen of sweat on everybody, even Sombra, and her arms looked really nice. In that moment, she was thankful for the lab safety she'd drilled into her head long ago - her mask was hiding burning cheeks.

Blushing at arms (? since when was that a thing for her) at her big age is crazy.

"That should be fine, let me just - " She sends out a few hardlight threads. "Yep. Coolokaythankyou." It all comes out in one word and she moves in to kneel in front of the freshly exposed wires and begins working on them too. One of the greatest advantages of having a computer in your brain was the added RAM, kept her running even during unexpected gay panic. "Approximately how many times has this thing electrocuted people, I'm honestly dying to know."

#austerulous: junker queen #asks #dont sell her short! #she can punch stuff real good #lift things? #reach the top shelf!!!! #swa is like australian OSHA ig

[danggerine]

going insane thinking about the harrow and palamedes friendship. harrow, who has never met another necromancer her age forming a bizarro 3D chess rivalry while pal worries about her safety at every possible turn. harrow, who is up to her eyebrows in paranoia and secrecy, trusting the sixth house with gideon unconscious and hurt, letting them into the ninth house quarters unsupervised. if “i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” is goth for i love you, “death first to vultures and scavengers” has got to be goth for i love you (platonic). pal’s first reaction when harrow comes into his bubble in the river is to scoop her up in a hug, and at this point she doesn’t remember anything about him because cutting out all her memories of gideon is impossible without cutting out memories of the sixth, but she still makes him a skelehand to inhabit anyway. when harrow’s memories are finally whole, she tells dulcinea she couldn’t face pal knowing that his pen pal girlfriend died on her account, but the next time she “faces” him, palamades’s soul is in someone else’s body and harrow’s body is full of nona’s soul. he spends six months protecting and caring for harrow’s body (and nona obv), believing in the possibility of bringing her back to it the same way cam believed in him. “god, do you know i miss harrow terribly.” and by the time harrow comes back to her body at the very end of ntn, pal is gone forever, fully pauled. the last time harrow and palamades see each other as their complete selves is in canaan house, alive and unlyctored. two of the smartest and loneliest people in the solar system meet each other in the worst of circumstances and spend the rest of the story dancing around each other as fragments of themselves, trying to care about each other in the interim but never fully meeting like they did the first time. a friendship made almost entirely of missing the other person. “do you know i miss harrow terribly.” god. i need to lie down

#behold: a block of text i do not feel like putting paragraph breaks in #i am so fucking crushed that they try so hard to take care of each other in different ways but never see each other ever again #he gave her a lift you off the floor hug in the bubble and she didnt even know why. #the thing that made him miss harrow was ‘look at me like you’ve worked out how to kill me’ bc he knows scowling is her display of affection #she couldn’t even REMEMBER him in htn but she helped camilla find his soul and put him back together anyway #is this anything. am i sounding as insane as i feel #tlt #harrowhark nonagesimus #palamedes sextus #katie don’t look #ntn spoilers #htn spoilers #gtn spoilers

[dozydawn]

Mayerling.

Melissa Hamilton and Rupert Pennefather.

Lauren Cuthbertson and Thiago Soares.

Natalia Osipova and Edward Watson.

Melissa Hamilton and Rupert Pennefather.

Natalia Osipova and Edward Watson.

Sarah Lamb and Steven McRae.

#obsessed #mayerling #ballet #kiss #couple #fave pics #lifts #i’m so glad this is hitting w folks bc this sat in my drafts for months cause i thought this is a post Just For Me and it’ll flop #mostly it sat in my drafts bc i was like what the fuck do i write as a header ‘this one hot kiss lift from mayerling’ #in the end i just settled for the ballet title ok everyone knows what this is #you guys are conditioning me to release more pose compilations from my hellish drafts #oh and ​one more thing... ice dance interpretation of this lift WHEN? i need a mayerling ice dance program stat please #1k #kenneth macmillan #pose compilation

[r-o-s-e-f-i-r-e]

idk i’ve been thinking for the last day about modern day corroded coffin, semi-successful in the local music scene, did a self-funded tour through six states last fall where they all lived in the van together and didn’t shower for four weeks, has a standing gig at the dive bar next to the highway and the strip club, they’re established, they have a small but dedicated local following, they —

“can’t play a WEDDING, are you fucking with me?” eddie says, when gareth shows him the text from his cousin who’s getting married in two weeks and who, as of last night, has no wedding band because they accidentally double booked themselves and gareth’s cousin had sent the deposit in late.

“i’ve explained to him so many times,” gareth says, furiously texting his cousin back, “we’re not that kind of band—”

except gareth’s cousin, instead of responding directly to gareth’s text outlining the musical thesis of corroded coffin or watching the youtube link gareth sends to the show last month where eddie got a black eye in the pit from someone in an inflatable garfield costume, just sends back —

“holy shit,” eddie croaks, looking at the string of zeros on the end of the number gareth’s cousin offers me to pay them in exchange for saving his ass and his wedding and his marriage, since his fiancé was demanding a live band. “that’s—”

“three months of rent for each of us,” gareth says, awed. “that’s buy actual fresh vegetables money. that’s go to the dentist money—”

“yeah, okay, give him my number,” eddie says.

so they spend the next two weeks practicing every white people wedding song they can think of. there’s no way they’ll be able to do, like, get low, tragically, but they can pull off the classics, especially after they bring chrissy onboard for vocals and keyboard. there are places where eddie draws the line — no fucking journey or especially insipid top 40 — but they can do some whitney. abba. fucking — mr. brightside. a lot of it is pretty simple, when you get down to it, “and people will be wasted anyway,” jeff reminds them. there’s an open bar at the six figure venue gareth’s cousin booked. hopefully everyone will be too hyped just hearing the opening baseline to i want you back to notice if they fumble anything hard.

rehearsal montage, chrissy takes the boys to the mall to buy suits montage (except for gareth who, like most transmasc dudes, already has a custom fitted and tailored suit ready to go in his closet; instead he makes catty remarks about brian’s tie choices.) chrissy makes eddie put his hair up and eddie makes jeff shave the experimental mustache he’s been growing and eventually the day of the wedding arrives and they load up the van and drive 45 minutes to the six figure waterfront reception venue.

they riff for about ten minutes while the whole wedding party makes their grand entrance into the massive tent set up on the lawn, ending with gareth’s cousin and his new wife dancing in, the whole crowd screaming and clapping. it’s cute, eddie thinks, vamping as long as he can while gareth’s cousin’s best man takes the mic and introduces the new couple and directs everyone to their seats for dinner.

and meanwhile: best man is frankly one of the hottest dudes eddie’s ever seen. he’s got longish brown hair that he keeps pushing out of his eyes, full lips, an insane shoulder to waist ratio, big hands. eddie sneak looks at him while they play a bunch of low key jazzy standards for people to eat their expensive dinner to. he’s sitting with his arm around the shoulders of a girl with shaggy auburn hair, and they keep leaning in to whisper to each other and giggle, so. oh well. but it doesn’t hurt to look, eddie thinks, watching the guy take his suit jacket off and roll up his sleeves and make a toast to gareth’s cousin and his new wife’s long and joyful marriage.

once most people have had their plates cleared away jeff turns to eddie and the rest of the band and nods, once, and while chrissy plays the opening synth chords to i wanna dance with somebody, jeff turns his front man showmanship deal all the way up.

it’s good. people are fucking hyped, so they throw themselves into it, feeding off the crowd’s energy, and almost no one is more hyped than mr. best man. he’s jumping up and down, his arms around gareth’s cousin and his wife. he knows every word to dancing in the dark (hot). when they transition into robyn’s dancing on my own he turns to the girl with auburn hair and points at her and screams. cute, eddie thinks, watching best man pick her up and spin her around while she downs her wine and shouts along. okay, really fucking hot, eddie thinks, when he finally pulls his loosened tie all the way off and unbuttons the top two buttons of his shirt and eddie can see a hint of chest hair peeking out.

they slow it down for the first dance. it’s the leon bridges one everyone always does, but it’s perfect in jeff’s range, and there is not a single dry motherfucking eye in the audience. they do a couple more slow ones, throughout the night. best man dances with his girlfriend and then gareth’s grandmother and then with every child under the age of 10, letting them stand on his shoes while he twirls them around. how is this guy fucking real, eddie thinks, which of course is when best man notices eddie looking right at him and their eyes meet. best man looks a little flustered, at first, and then grins at eddie, right at him, before spinning the flower girl around in dizzying circles.

jesus christ, eddie thinks.

they’re closing out the night on the only other request gareth's cousin gave them: the one from the end of dirty dancing. jeff thanks the crowd, offers his congratulations to gareth’s cousin, and then goes right into it. except as jeff sings the first line everyone absolutely loses their shit, turning to best man and jumping around him and one of the bridesmaids. what the fucking hell, eddie thinks, keeping one ear on jeff and chrissy’s duet and one ear on the crowd piling around best man “—you guys HAVE to, dude, you’ve GOT to—“ but whatever it is he has to do is not immediately apparent to eddie. best man dances in a circle with the rest of the wedding party and auburn hair and the bride and groom, shout-singing along, and then during the build up to the second prechorus gareth’s cousin’s wife and her bridesmaids start pushing everyone to the sides of the dance floor, so there’s a long space in the middle, so the bridesmaid with curly dark hair is at one end and best man is at the other end and oh my god is he actually going to —

the bridesmaid runs and then launches herself at best man, who lifts her perfectly, right on cue at the peak of the second chorus, his hands steady on her hips while she floats her arms out in front of her just like jennifer grey. they hold it for a few moments while everyone loses their fucking minds and takes a thousand pictures. eddie actually takes his hand off his guitar for a minute. he thinks his mouth is open. he can see the muscles in best man’s arms flexing under his white button up shirt as he carefully lowers the bridesmaid back to the ground, laughing, his eyes scrunched up in joy.

eddie is maybe a little bit in love.

they close it out. the whole crowd whistles and stomps and applauds for them, which feels pretty good, eddie’s not gonna lie. as they start packing it up and high fiving each other and a couple people come over to ask if they have a card, if they’re still booking for next year or the year after (what?) gareth’s cousin comes over and hugs every single one of them, almost in tears, and then adds another 2k to the check he writes for them. eddie pulls out his cigarettes right then and there.

“steve, come meet the band,” he yells, when steve and auburn hair walk past. “gareth saved my whole ass, oh my god —“

“you guys were fucking incredible,” steve says, grinning, shaking gareth’s hand. “best wedding band i’ve heard in years —“

“they’re not even a wedding band!” gareth’s cousin shouts. “they’re like metal — moshing — thrash, i don’t know, LOUD—“

“whoa,” steve says. he pushes his hair out of his eyes and then turns that blinding smile right on eddie. eddie feels struck by it, wants to stagger back like he’s taken an actual blow. “cool, so you guys — play locally, or —?”

“oh my god,” his girlfriend says, rolling her eyes; steve elbows her in the side.

“i like your guitar,” steve says, gesturing at the warlock eddie’s still holding in his non-cigarettes hand.

“oh, uh, thanks,” eddie says.

“it’s a cool shape,” steve says, stepping closer, flicking his eyes down and then back up to meet eddie’s. there’s sweat gathered along his hairline, dampening the ends of his hair. behind him, his girlfriend coughs something loudly that sounds vaguely like slut.

eddie feels his eyebrows go way up.

“uh, thanks, shapes are. you know. shapes are great,” eddie says, nonsensical. he sees gareth shoot him an incredulous look out of the corner of his eye.

“can i bum one?” steve says, looking down to the cigarettes in eddie’s hand.

“totally,” eddie says. “let me just—“ he holds the warlock aloft and gestures to the open guitar case.

“sure,” steve says. he waits around while eddie hustles through getting his shit sorted out and then turns away politely while eddie has a silent desperate telepathic conversation with the rest of the boys, who roll their eyes and make their way over to the still open, still free bar.

where auburn hair is standing and talking to chrissy, putting a hand on chrissy’s arm while she laughs at something chrissy says.

hm, eddie thinks.

“so,” eddie says, walking out from under the tent with steve, down towards the water, awash in the moonlight. he holds out his cigarettes. “you like springsteen?”

#here have some dumb shit #steddie #stranger things #yes the joe keery dirty dancing lift video is playing in my head 24/7 #mine

[humans-are-tasty]

crochawk exchange for a crochawker

#cross guild #sir crocodile #dracule mihawk #crochawk #one piece #my art #from a week ago #croc doesnt know how to use chopsticks so mihawk tried and failed to teach him how.. at least this way croc can be fed by mihawk.. #(inspired by personal experience i was in mihawks position) #small secret santa thing among crochawkers #this event somewhat lifted me out of a horrible funk id been in so i'm kind of grateful for that.. #crochawk has actually been my otp for over a year now

[aerequets]

trying to erase the trace of...

#GIVE ME TOUCH STARVED YEARNING BUT WITHOUT TOUCH #dia try to coherently explain your thoughts challenge go #Listen #theres something extra Oomph about characters being touch starved BUT FROM A DISTANCE okay #i read a fic called 'with kid gloves' where yor forgot her gloves and loid HAD IT IN HIS POCKET and he TWINED HIS FINGERS THROUGH #AND HE FELT THE WARMTH FROM THE GLOVES AND THE ROUNDEDNESS IN THE FINGERS THAT HER HANDS LEFT #AND HE CARESSED IT WITH HIS HANDS #OKAY #TODAY I READ A WEBTOON WHERE THE GUY WAS SAT AT A DISTANCE AND THE GIRL WAS SLEEPING AND HE LIFTED HIS HAND #AND HE DIDNT TOUCH HER BUT TRACED THE OUTLINE OF HER CHEEK IN THE AIR #OK #DO YOU GET IT #LIKE KAZ BREKKER AND INEJ OK #( me always going back to soc and kanej) #HE THOUGHT OF RUBBING HIS THUMB OVER THE PLAITS OF HER BRAID AND WONDERED WHAT IT WOULD FEEL LIKE #GIVE ME THINGS LIKE THESE TOUCHLESS YEARNING TOUCH-STARVED FROM A DISTANCE #spy x family #twiyor #loid forger #yor forger #my art #sxf #loidyor #loiyor

[hinamie]

dropped everything because i had to do a proper tribute :( have an updated redraw of my very first yoi piece

2016 - 2017 - 2024

#my art #yuri on ice #yoi #yuri!!! on ice #fanart #yuri on ice fanart #yoi fanart #yuuri katsuki #i did the other two so long ago that they were on a whole other program and i no longer have the files.... #had to lift them from the tumblr posts shgsjjs #i did that thing where u paint a fully anatomically correct(ish) torso only to cover it w clothes #in the other two he's got an undershirt thing??? dont like that. took it off. #this is kind of quick and rough for one of my paintings .. 3 hrs i think?? #definitely could have spent more time and cleaned it up better #also could have redone the accompanying victor #but i think i just needed to do smth quick and loose to purge my feelings #bc the more i think about it the more upset i get :(

[everysongineverykey]

as part of the getting-worse-before-it-gets-better portion of aziraphale and crowley's season 3 relationship arc we NEED a desperate "i love you" from aziraphale met with a hissed, spiteful, and quickly regretted "i forgive you" from crowley

#good omens #ineffable divorce #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #i really want things to get as bad as they can possibly get before their relationship #is saved and actualized if you couldn't tell. #like yes i want them to make up and have a big fabulous kiss together sheltered under a canopy in the rain #and then spend the rest of their eternity together on earth in blissful love #but i also want them to be really unstable for a bit #spiteful crowley. aziraphale blurting out a confession no buildup no apology #because he thinks that'll fix everything. #more miscommunication to give more weight to their final climactic episode where they actually work things out. #crowley has to give him a lift and they start arguing and he blasts queen in the bentley #and takes them careening down oxford street at 120 miles per hour #grinning and laughing manically while aziraphale screams and hangs onto the baby basket he's holding #containing the second coming of jesus for dear life. #crowley just terrifying him to spite him. #i want them to do and say fucked up things to each other! do you get it?

[crabsnpersimmons]

thanks for the positive response to himbo Moon! he also wanted to say thanks:

some extras under the cut!

Edit: Image descriptions added!

no text version:

oh and in case you're curious about what his new body looks like, i managed to remember to take a picture of the sketch before inking! he basically has glamrock freddy's model design, except his legs and feet are more slender so he can be more light on his feet:

also... i did the math (meaning, i eyeballed a height chart with freddy's model and put the numbers in an ellipse calculator i found online)—freddy, and therefore moon here, has a bust size of 179.74 cm or 70.76 inches (almost 5'11" circumference).

writing muse: not thicc enough. the world record for the largest muscular chest is 74 inches!

...do with that information what you will

this is what i did with that information (with a cameo of @vacantfields's android moon! they've got a bit of rivalry/affair/kismesis between each other ♠️)

poor hairdresser himbo moon isn't as flexible as he used to be :')

#fnaf moon #fnaf dca #dca fandom #New Do Same You AU #Moon New Do Same You AU #Things Are Better AU #i #i am sorry for this /jk #but that 5'11" circumference my GOSH #i can't even wrap my arms around him! #but he'd probably prefer that #he prefers hugs with arms around his waist or his shoulders (if you can reach or if he lifts you up) #he doesn't like being touched on his back #there's a... sad backstory reason for that #speaking of sad! #i'll be sharing my first drabble soon! #be prepared #and #maybe check back and zoom in on this picture later for the foreshadowing i've planted #again #i am sorry #for the psychological damage i'm about to inflict on you #crab art #traditional art #digital art #traditionally inked digitally coloured

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I love about Leo is that, canonically, he IS capable of cooking, he’s just completely incapable of using a toaster. He’s banned from the kitchen not out of an inability to make edible food, but because being within six feet of a toaster causes the poor appliance to spontaneously combust.

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rottmnt headcanons #rise leo #all Leos mortal enemy: toasters #side note but thinking about this aspect of Leo’s character really has me wanting to make a deeper dive into Leo as a Jack of All Trades #because he has aspects of this all throughout the series #where he can do many things he’s just not the best at it #like he can cook but he’s no Mikey #he can - canonically - rewire an *AI PROGRAM* but it goes very wrong #he can lift both Mikey and Raph simultaneously but he struggles to do so where his other brothers don’t even break a sweat #bro is a Jack of All Trades Master of None frfr #and Leo is even more interesting with this in mind because he uses what he CAN do so well #it’s like how he can see his family’s strengths and weaknesses and knows exactly how they work #his skill set is made way better simply by his personal USE of those skills not by the skills themselves #portals and teleportation are only op if you know how to weaponize them #given time he ABSOLUTELY could #okay I shut up now this was supposed to be about toasters #but yeah all the boys have a bunch of skills under their belts outside the typical ones #but Leo stands out to me for having skills his other brothers have but to a much lesser degree in a lot of cases #and he works with what he has so well that that is a skill in itself

[keynb]

Mer!Mike and Aquarist!Will for pride month cuz I didn't do mermay lol (also a lil hint of buff byers cuz I can't help myself. Do you know how heavy a person is when they're wet? And with a huge fucking tail??)

Closeups:

#byler #byler art #will byers #mike wheeler #stranger things 4 #keydrawsthings #i just love the idea of Will coming over to Mikes tank to get him out and Mike thinks hes gonna need help cuz everyone else always does #but Will just straight up dead lifts him out of the water and into his arms and Mikes gay fish brain stops working for like 5 minutes

[venator-signum]

loidyor would be the type of couple to be like "oh no we don't dance" and then pull off some first place dance competition type shit at a gala

#rosi shitposts #and i mean like full on twirls and lifts and insane things #funny if its completely improvised #funnier if they planned it #spy x family #loid forger #yor forger #loid x yor #loidyor #twiyor #agent twilight

[zu-is-here]

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#zu art #comic #post dark cream #dream!sans #cross!sans #ink!sans #aim!sans #undertale #undertale au #utmv #they did it guys!! a whole year later we're finally here :'D #NO Ink that's not the right way to lift a child up >:'0 #(​baby boi's just like a kitten who was picked up by the scruff ;w;) #god I tried SO many expressions for Ink until drawing just what I wanted \(//∇//)\ #*strangles him* (affectionate) <3 #*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･''･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* #15!! THOUSANDS!! of you guys omg... \(//∇//)\☆ #it feels like I wrote the 10K post just yesterday?? :'D #our party's gettin bigger— #to each of you reading this: thank you so much for supporting me and enjoying things together╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ #let's have more fun! ;D #UPD fixed cause there was no!! string!! for Dream's bow xd

[inkskinned]

here's the good news: you don't know what else you still have to learn about this world.

i've been here for almost three decades. i know a lot of things. i know a lot about nature. it can tell you lots of facts about flowers and trees and creatures. i am lucky to say i have spent a large portion of my life wandering around outside.

i didn't know the fog lifts until today. i thought it was just a saying; like how we say rain "peters out", or that "dawn breaks".

goblin and i were walking in a place called pine alley. these red pines all are old wood; they stretch high up. the path is wide and beautiful. the fog was snuggled against the ground in a warm fur. i was on a call with my brother, talking about a funeral.

i've been jaded recently. certain personal things have been going very badly. i'm stressed beyond the breaking point, because i hit the breaking point about 2 months ago and had to keep going. i recently ran out of room on my to-do list for a single day - and i wasn't even breaking down my tasks neatly.

but the fog lifted.

i'd never seen it do that. i didn't know it could happen so quickly. the curtain, slipping upwards, returning to the sky. my brother kept talking on the other end of the line. i had to interrupt him. holy shit, i said. fog actually lifts.

i've been living in foggy locations my whole life. i love fog. i love the gentle quiet peace that comes with it.

and here, in the trees beside a meadow, i felt the universe wink at me. see, it said, there's things even you keep learning.

#spilled ink #i LOVE how many of you saw a metaphor in this #it's genuinely such a fucking honor to have people read into my texts and notice things i didn't #bc i meant this 100% literally #i meant LITERALLY fog picks itself up off the ground and lifts up to the sky #i had never seen it happen like that #but also.... holy shit #you are so fucking right #it's also... #the fog does lift #when you least expect it #it might be foggy where you are #it will lift.

[jamiewintons]

Man, Sanji with a really shy gf would be so cute. Like he’d love to get you flustered, he’d figure out exactly what he has to do or say to get you to blush and cover your face with your hands. He thinks it’s the absolute cutest thing ever. Just him getting really close to you and whispering into your ear that you look beautiful. In that voice. I would actually die.

#sanji x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader #black leg sanji x reader #opla sanji x reader #opla x reader #mari speaks #I’m simping big time today #blame tiktok and sleep deprivation I cannot control myself today #him doing the thing where he lifts up your chin to make you look at him 🙈

[julykings]

first week of august

#gym lyf feeling strong lifting running etc ! #me + my bf made pistachio ice cream !!!!!!! it slays #and I have been known to enjoy a farmer’s market every now and then …….. #also I wear anklets now yahhhh #I’m feeling kind of close to a breakdown but keep steering myself away idk life is so beautiful in so many ways but I have a nervous feeling #all the tiiiime <3 but I just have to remember how lucky of a person I am and all of the things I am grateful for which are mannnyyyy #love to u #personal