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#round 5'7
stonetopbutch · 5 months
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ALLLLL my love for the tall femmes. I love you. I love you so much it's ridiculous. Keep being tall, queens, I live to look up at y'all. <333
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why does Falin's wiki page say she's 170 cm (5'7") but Kabru's says he's 170cm (5'6")
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mizzical · 7 months
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practiced with shapes + drawing bodies
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uncanny-tranny · 2 years
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Looking at my driver's license like "who tf needs to know my sex when they look at this hunk of plastic?"
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dunmeshistash · 1 month
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Dungeon Meshi Races Height Chart
Conversion to Imperial under cut
Tallman Male 5'11" Tallman Female 5'7" Dwarf Male 4'5" Dwarf Female 4'2" Gnome Male 4'3" Gnome Female 4' Elf Male 5'1" Elf Female 5' Half-foot Male 3'4" Half-foot Female 3'2" Oni Male 6'7" Oni Female 6'3" Kobold Male 5' Kobold Female 4'7" Orc Male 5'3" Orc Female 5'
(I dont know imperial and used a conversion tool to get some rounded values so it's not completely accurate, but it gives it an idea if you dont know metric)
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jd07201990 · 3 months
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I shouldn't have opened my mouth. All I had to do was just walk away, and I'd have been fine. Now, It takes 3 showers a day, and a can of Axe a week, just to control the apocalyptic funk of athlete that pours from my pits... and feet... ok, ok I just stink, ok?! And its all because I tried to stop Pops, a local Gym Owner, from bullying one of his regulars.
The massive man was absolutely raging, as he berated a Jock for skipping sessions, despite the young man explaining desperately that he couldn't miss any more assignments or he'd lose his scholarship. It didn't seem to quell Pops's anger, as I watched the man drag the boy to a bench, and force him to lift rep after rep, until the Jock was panting, begging for a break, promising not to miss any more sessions. 
I'd been walking on the treadmill the whole time, and decided to get involved. My first mistake. Walking up to Pops, I cleared my throat, and told him to lay off, that clearly the Jock was exhausted. Pops grabbed my collar and hoisted me up off the ground, before I could react, his face nearly against mine as he went off, first about my nosing about, then about how ridiculously thin I am. I stammered, my legs dangling, until Pops put me down, and smirked.
"You know, a little meat on those bones wouldn't hurt. Maybe with a few pounds, those big, sweaty dawgs you've got wouldn't look so clownish!"
My jaw dropped, a squirmed under his gaze, as a shiver went down my spine, and a dull, warm itch began in my feet. I don't know where he'd gotten the idea that my feet were clownish, I'm 5'7" with size 9.5s! But suddenly, my sneakers felt cramped, warm, with a dull humid dampness making it feel as if I'd stuffed my foot into a wet towel.
Then, I groaned, as a sharp pain shot down my ankles, and my sneakers burst open, revealing wide, reeking Jock-feet, at least size 13. A dense funk rose, and I gagged, the intense reek of Athlete poured from my torn shoes. Pops laughed heartily, then sneered. 
"And those pits! You'd think with hairy, sweaty pits like those, you'd be top of the roster! Not even Big Billy has pits as bad as yours! There's a bull inside you, just waiting to come out!"
Again, that cold shiver ran down my back, and my armpits felt as if fire ants were biting them. Hundreds of itchy bumps formed, then, hair sprouted, filling in and dampening until the stink of the locker room oozed out from them. I whimpered as I caught the scent. Looking up at Pops, I begged.
"Please! Don't do this! You gotta undo this! I'm not a Jock!"
Pops laughed, taking both my shoulders in his massive rough hands, and pushed me down onto a bench, taking my arms and forcing them up onto the bar. My pits were fully on display as he growled.
"Lift. Don't stop until I come back, or those pits and feet will be the least of your worries."
I believed him, and tried to pull the bar down, barely moving the weights. Pops facepalmed, moved to a backpack next to a mountainous young brute lifting what had to be the weight of a small car. He fished out a protein shake, pressed the nozzle to my lips, and forced me to guzzle a few mouthfuls, pulling it away as I heard my stomach gurgle. 
I hiccuped, then burped, as my body seemed to warm, sweat forming, soaking down my shirt. Then, muscle began to swell under my skin, not huge, round bulk, but enough to look as if I'd been hitting the gym for several months, not days. When it settled, I must've gained 10 lbs, all of it hard muscle. When I pulled the bar down this time, it wasn't easy, but I wasn't lifted off the seat this time. Again and again I tested my new size, and Pops grinned. giving my thicker shoulder a punch. 
"I'll make an athlete out of you yet. Like it or not, you're gonna be one of Pops's boys! No one mouth's off to pop, unless they've earned it here at my gym! got it!"
I wanted to be defiant, to insult him, or run, but the look in his eye told me if I so much as thought about leaving, I'd be waddling out of here, sideways through the door, looking like the Behemoth that Pops had taken the shake from! I gulped, looked down, and forced myself to lift. Maybe if Pops is happy, he'll at least tone down the absolute fog of stink that screams, "Big Dumb Jock" from a mile away!
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hotvintagepoll · 2 months
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Propaganda
Betty Blythe (The Queen of Sheba)—no propaganda submitted
Asta Nielsen (Hamlet)—She played a version of Hamlet in which Hamlet was in love with Horatio because he was a woman raised to pretend to be a man, and nothing else about the story is changed. Her depiction has inspired countless people and did SHRIMP things to my gender and sexuality. A vote for Asta is a vote for queer goths everywhere 🖤
This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.
[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]
Betty Blythe:
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Asta Nielsen:
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"One of the best Hamlets I've ever seen, she's so expressive I can feel her pain. Also, goth girl/boy realness."
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"I just think she is neat. She was the first real movie icon in Europe, known for her big dark eyes, 1,70m/5'7 height, and "boyish figure" which gave her an androgynous allure. She opposed the Nazi regime. Also, her role in Hamlet is not Ophelia. She plays Hamlet."
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"I suspect the non-american silent movie stars are gonna be in the minority, so I'm gonna be at least throwing her name in the ring. Great danish dame, one of the very first female silent movie stars (wiki says "one of the first international movie stars")! Best Hamlet to ever To Be Or Not To Be and absolutely gender envy. Her career unfortunately did not survive the transition to talkies (she however lived pretty long)."
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"I think she's not as iconic in America as she is in Europe, because her films got censored over there, but she really is the original sex symbol of film. I need everyone to take a look at her as Hamlet and to have watched this clip of her dance in The Abyss before you vote. It was hot then and it's still hot now!!!"
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pathologicalreid · 5 months
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If your down could u write an imagine where reader is new to the bau and Spencer is just coming back from jail and he makes reader nervous and when he notices he starts to mess with her nothing to wild but he teases her every now and again -🖤
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drop | S.R.
in which reid seems to be there every time you drop something
who? spencer reid x fem!BAU!reader
category: fluff
content warnings: fluff, lighthearted teasing, clumsiness, obliviousness, reader is mentioned to be shorter than 5'7" (sorry it just worked for the story)
word count: 1.1k
a/n: hey anon! thanks for requesting, i think i may have verged away from the request on accident. also this is the one i posted about earlier that had been deleted by word so i had to rewrite it and therefore it's not very thoroughly proofread. hope you enjoy.
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It came as a shock, most people needed to apply to the BAU and even then, they spent years trying to get in. You had gotten a call four months ago and were told you were leaving IOD in the Hoover building and would be expected at the BAU the next morning.
Years ago, you had a run-in with Emily Prentiss while she was heading Interpol in London, but you didn’t think she remembered you – let alone wanted to work with you. She brought you on to the team to help catch Peter Lewis
Now, Peter Lewis was dead, and Spencer Reid had been exonerated. You thought your time with the team was done, but when Emily caught you packing up your things, she told you she had no intentions of sending you back to the International Operation Division.
So, you made yourself comfortable at your desk across from Luke’s, even adding a picture of your family, just to make it seem a little lived-in.
It was something you’d had drilled into your head by your father: if you’re not early, you’re late. That was the reason why you were usually the first to the BAU, only sometimes being beaten by Dr. Reid.
Penelope said he was harmless, but that didn’t change the fact that he made you nervous. Not nervous in the sense that you were scared of him, but nervous in the way that he was something of a legend in the FBI.
Even more so since his recent release from prison.
You felt a sort of disconnect from the team when it came to them trying to get Reid out of prison, whenever Nadie Ramos came up in conversation, you picked up your files on Mr. Scratch and distracted yourself. Of course, you helped where you were needed, but you didn’t know him like they did.
This particular morning, you had beaten him to the office, taking your spot at your desk and flipping through a file you had abandoned in the name of sleep last night. A slight crash made you jump so badly that you fumbled with the papers in an attempt to not drop them. You looked up to see Spencer had dropped his bag on his desk, “Good morning, Y/N.” He greeted you.
Blankly, you stare at him for a moment before giving him a half smile. “Good morning, Dr. Reid,” you responded.
“I told you that you could just call me Reid, or Spencer,” he said, sitting down at his own desk.
Nodding, you found yourself interested in your coffee cup. “Yes, you did,” you took a deep breath. “Good morning, Spencer,” you tried again, offering him a fuller smile.
That seemed to appease him for now because he flipped open his own files and started inspecting them.
As you were preparing for the 10 o’clock debrief, you found yourself in the office kitchenette, pouring a cup of coffee from the pot that had been brewed an indeterminate number of minutes ago. Vaguely aware of the person standing behind you, you turned around to find Spencer, holding his own mug in both hands. “Oh! Hey,” you said, mentally smacking the palm of your hand to your forehead.
You moved out of the way as you added cream to your mug, watching as Spencer poured his coffee and followed it up with an almost equal amount of sugar. As you were about to make your way to the round table room, Spencer spoke, “You know, before 1975 you wouldn’t even have been able to be an FBI agent.”
Furrowing your eyebrows, you stopped in your tracks and turned to face him, “Wait, what? Why?”
“Before 1975 people shorter than 5’7” couldn’t be FBI agents,” He responded plainly, but there was a bit of mischief in his eyes.
You looked at him curiously, warmth flooding your cheeks. You stammered something about being late and rushed to the roundtable room, taking your usual spot next to Luke, and watching what Garcia presented to you—pretending not to notice Spencer across the table from you.
The BAU had been asked to consult on a case, but there were no precincts that had asked the team to make a trip to them. You had finished the paperwork on a recently closed case and got up to bring it to Emily, stuffing the papers in a file folder, you turned around and ran into Spencer. “Sorry!” You squeaked out, dropping to the floor to pick up the papers. To your surprise, he crouched down next to you and helped to pick up the papers. “Oh, jeez, now they’re all out of order,” you moped, setting the papers back down on your desk.
“It was my fault,” Spencer said. The honesty in his voice made your shoulders slouch.
Shaking your head, you smiled at him, “It’s okay, Spencer. They’re just papers.”
He looked at you like there was something more he wanted to say, but he didn’t, he just turned from your desk and walked out of the bullpen, leaving you staring.
When you finally brought your papers to Emily, she asked you to close the door behind you. Patiently, you stood in her office while she added your file to the menacing pile she kept on her desk. “I’ve been meaning to ask how you’re doing. With the BAU, I mean,” she told you, leaning over her desk.
“Good, I think. I’ve gotten very few complaints so far,” you told her, unable to help the uneasiness you felt. Had someone said something?
Emily nodded, her dark hair shining with the movement, “Good, I haven’t heard anything negative about you at all. Which is actually uncommon for the BAU.”
You let the rest of the day pass, but as the team trickled out of the bullpen, only you, Emily, and Spencer were left.
At the sound of rustling, you looked over to see that Spencer was packing up his things and putting them into his familiar leather bag. Resting your cheek on your hand, you went back to your case file, marking thoughts in the margins.
Jumping when something hit your desk, making the metal rattle, you dropped your pen on the ground. Peering up to see Spencer giving you a lopsided smile before he bent down to pick up your pen, “Hey, at least you didn’t drop a bunch of papers again.”
You flushed as your eyes followed him out the glass doors of the BAU, turning around to see Emily watching on, leaning on the railing outside her office, looking between you and Spencer as if she knew something you didn’t.
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theygender · 11 months
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I accidentally set the time limit to 24 hours on the last one so it's time for round 2
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mpregfrance · 5 months
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APH South Italy/Romano Headcanons 🇮🇹
(SFW, Spamano/RomaSpa centric)
He wears a lot of jewelry, but it's classy never flashy. Several rings, one of which is engraved with an 'A' for Antonio. Usually wearing at least a solid gold chain and a crucifix.
He's very Catholic, in a uniquely Italian way (iykyk i cannot elaborate)
He smokes like a chimney, high quality cigars and cheap cigarettes. If you ask him to put it out he will blow it right at you. This is on top of heavy cologne (Versace Eros) so you can smell him from a mile away.
Certified Short King™, maybe around 5'7? I can see him with almost any sort of physique, that being said I don't think he's a twink, he at least has some wiry strength. He's lean but solidly built, maybe even has some pudge esp as he ages?
He's very warm toned. His skin is a light olive, not pale yet not quite bronze. He tans well but isn't tan all year round. Honestly he probably uses tanning beds during winter lmao
He's got a fair amount of body hair and often leaves his shirts unbuttoned to display this, intentionally or not. He's a sharp dresser when out in public, but at home he sits around in sweat stained tanks and boxers.
He loves his red wine, and apertifs. Grappa or Sambuca for something a stronger. Doesn't mind the taste of hard liquor at all. Definitely holds his alcohol better than his brother or Antonio.
Loves sailing and yachting, leisure sports. Has a bit of a gambling habit. Not to a destructive point, just in good fun.
When he's in a good mood he hums to himself and you might even catch him singing if he thinks he's alone.
Dances to Dean Martin in the kitchen with Antonio. He actually likes cooking together. Normally he'd be the type of person to hate others in his space while doing something, but Toni is an equally talented chef so he allows it.
Makes a big pot of sauce and polpette on Sundays. Italians will know. Eats wayyyy too much meat than is healthy. You can pry his salumi out of his cold dead hands.
He's sensitive and not always rational - the type to make mountains out of molehills and deflect real issues with humour. Explosive temper. Born to argue. Quick to throw insults (and hands). Just as quick to forgive and forget. If he holds a grudge you really fucked up.
If he likes you, he'll tease you and call you names. If he doesn't, he won't bother to talk to you much. He likes to fuck with people to an extent but has little patience for unnecessary conversation.
He can be extremely condescending; and to Tonio exclusively, extremely sweet. He's a smooth talker and romantic when he feels like it, laying on the pet names and sweet nothings, especially when he wants something in return.
He's honest and loyal, but generally a very private person. It's difficult to earn his trust and get on his good side but once you have it you're one of the lucky few. He's hospitable and generous and often does that for show. Loves to give meaningful and lavish gifts. If he cares about someone not only will they be spoiled in a material sense, but he'll do favors for them to make their life easier.
(note: this might be controversial re; accuracy but i don't actually have beef with his canon human name. 'lovino isn't a real name' well yes and no. it's not common or representative. but there's so much variety in italian naming that it certainly could be a first name. according to forebears there are 259 ppl named lovino on record but only 9 are in italy lol. or u could just call him ~romano~ which is a more popular human first name. i kinda like lovino, its unique.)
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burnmarksofficial · 7 months
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꒰꒰ ‧₊˚𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄 ─ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀 ˚₊· ꒱꒱
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❨ series masterlist | request | taglist ❩
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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 ─
★ birth name ─ jae-eun lee ★ hangul ─ 이재은 ★ nicknames ─ jae, jj, jae-bear, jennington, lilo
★ birthday ─ 5th november 2003 ★ age ─ 20 (int.) 21 (kor.) ★ zodiac ─ scorpio ★ chinese zodiac ─ sheep
★ birth place ─ seoul, south korea ★ home town ─ seoul, south korea ★ current residence ─ seoul, south korea
★ nationality ─ korean ★ ethnicity ─ korean ★ languages ─ english (100%), korean (100%), japanese (100%), french (100%), chinese (97%), spanish (97%), italian (96%), german (96%), thai (54%)
★ gender ─ cisfemale ★ pronouns ─ she/her/hers ★ sexual orientation ─ bisexual ★ romantic orientation ─ biromantic
★ height ─ 170.18 cm (5'7) ★ weight ─ 72kg ★ blood type ─ o negative ★ eye colour ─ black ★ hair colour ─ black
𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐑 ─
★ occupation ─ formula one driver
★ team ─ oracle red bull racing ★ position ─ 1st driver ★ race number ─ 13
★ sponsors ─ the hwang corporation ★ helmet ─ bell
★ podiums ─ 65 ★ grand prix entered ─ 67 ★ points ─ 1562 ★ highest race finish ─ 1 (x53) ★ highest position ─ 1 (x3) ★ world championships ─ 3
★ manger ─ jin sehun  ★ opertaions manger ─ do-yun park ★ personal assistant ─ yana rintarou  ★ trainer ─ rin hiniki  ★ press officer ─ moon dan-bi  ★ race engeriner ─ claudia lao
★ debut race ─ 2021, bahrain gp ★ debut age ─ 18 ★ first podiums ─ 2021, bahrain gp (1) ★ first points ─ 2021, bahrain gp (25) ★ debut race win ─ 2021, bahrain gp
★ fans names ─ j-nation ★ offical colours ─ black and white
★ instagram ─ jaeeunlee ★ twitter ─ jaeeunlee ★ youtube ─ jaeeunlee ★ tiktok ─ jaeeunlee ★ twitch ─ jaeeunlee ★ facebook ─ jaeeunlee ★ personal website ─ jaeeunlee.com
★ role modles ─ ha-ru lee, ayton senna, michael schumacher, kimi raikkonen, sebastian vettel, lewis hamilton
★ signature ↓
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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 ─
★ mbti ─ intj-a
★ strengths ─ organised, creative, well-rounded, calm, realistic, naturally gifted, smart, introvert, quiet, logical, planner, open-minded ★ weaknesses ─ perfectionist, temper, self-critical, serious, detached, guarded, cold
★ family members ↓ min-jin hwang ─ mother ha-ru lee ─ father (deceased) ari lee ─ older sister ye-jun hwang ─ younger brother dea-eun hwang ─ younger sister saja lee ─ younger brother
★ hobbies & skills ─ photography, cinematography, art, fashion, racing (formula one and others), sports, reading, music/playing instruments (specifically guitar), skateboarding, working out, traveling ★ habits and mannerisms ─ headphone tapping, order in which she wears her jewellery, lip biting, picking at her nails, rolling her eyes, resting bitch face, speaking extremely monotone
★ likes ─ family, friends, her dog loki, woking out, music, playing guitar, skateboarding, art, fashion, photography, cinematography, reading ★ dislikes ─ rude people, racists, homophobes, basically any one that doesn't stand for human rights, people that abuse their power, mclaren
★ medical history ─ depression and anxiety ★ phobias ─ atychiphobia (fear of failure)
★ favourites ↓ number ─ 13 colour ─ black animal ─ dogs emoji ─ 😭🫡✨💀🫶🏼🏎📸 season ─ summer
★ favourites food ─ pizza, kimchi, soft tofu stew, samgyeopsal, sushi, instant noodles, tteokbokki, bibimbap, naengmyeon, bulgogi, korean bbq ★ favourites desserts ─ chocolate, mochi, cheesecake, crepe, red velvet cake, basically anything sweet ★ favourites drinks ─ coke, soju, strawberry milkshake, engery drinks, tea, coffee, milk, water, red wine
★ personal playlist ─ here
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dinxieyinxie · 2 months
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Yonal concept dump :D + some extra anatomy notes below:
He's fairly short !! Sporting a height of 5''5. I hc Young Snape as 5'10 so Yonal is around his eyes.
High cheekbones hidden under round cheeks and strong jawline.
His metamorphmagi ability allows him to have a fast digestive system however the more he uses it, the more he must consume to restore the lost energy and so he doesn't get rapidly skinny. Bonus for him since he already loves snacking dfhgdfg
He has a bit of freckles I just forget to add them LAWL
Current Yonal has a bigger, broader build since he literally works with beasts, particularly dragons so he prolly has a few scars on his arms and legs. (Romania changed him) But he's still shorter than everyone else (except for Filius and Sprout).
IN MY ROTTING BRAIN, Yonal stops growing at 5'7 and Snape at 6'0. He takes advantage of his tallness during banters >:))))
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tosomeonessomeone · 2 months
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Hi honey!! I have gotten an idea for you to continue if you like it! i’m so sorry this got long.. i got carried away :3
tw drinking + drug use!
vampire minho x human afab reader
https://open.spotify.com/track/552ixkxUI6snTyEcZUlYRN?si=3hwAKIvPS9u3DxLlHttScA <- OT8 VER of road not taken basically. (lyrics fit the vibe more then the actual song, so you can choose a song if you’d like to fit better!)
MINHOS OUTFIT INSPO!! (this is what inspired me) https://pin.it/UOJYZqSpA
During their October trip, YN and her friends chose to stay at a cabin, due to the fact thatHalloween was around the corner.
Situated amidst an eerie forest, you and the other girls decide to play truth or dare while getting high and drinking. After a few rounds, one of your friends dared you to explore the route marked with a sign that said, "road not taken," making it obvious that you should not go further. Even yet, you found it exhilarating despite being intoxicated. You were warmed up from the drink, not caring enough to put on a jacket. Dressed in loose-fitting jeans and a crop top, you set off along the trail.
After venturing for a little while, you found another cabin, although it appeared to be much older than the one you were staying in. You considered it for a moment before climbing the old, rickety stairs and peering through the oddly open door. You was surprised to see how well-kept it was inside, and after deciding not to push further, you turned to leave.
Leaping out of your skin, you were startled to see a man standing at the foot of the steps. He was about 5'7 or 5'8 with dark hair and a good body, as you observed his attire consisted of a red shirt with two chains connecting at the collar and black trousers with two chains fastened to the waistband, he stole your attention to his face, he asks, "Can I help you?"
His voice was condescending.
"Uhh.." It took you a moment to realise what was going on. "I was dared to travel down the trail...," you stammer a little and grab the door frame to steady yourself. The man looks at your clothes and raises an eyebrow. "So You thought you could explore my house, huh?"
You mumble with a quick shake of her head, "No, just the trail. I apologise, I wasn’t going to enter.”
He stands there staring at you for seconds, before his facial expressions turn stern. He walks towards you slowly, making you shiver and unable to make eye contact. He stops just in front of you and speaks in a low, soft voice, "You do realise that you’re lucky to come across me here. These woods are not a safe place for a young girl like you to be wandering all alone."
you swallow due to your throat becoming dry, feeling yourself becoming increasingly nervous despise the drugs and alcohol within your system. You slowly back away, almost inside his house accidentally, feeling the urge to get away from him and his piercing gaze. But, unfortunately fate isn’t on your side as he steps forward quickly, grabbing your wrist. You stare up at him.
He leans in closer, his breath caressing your neck, his tone becomes more playful as he whispers, "A young girl like you is hardly dressed appropriately for exploring my woods…” He tilts his head, upwards more towards your ear, “You look quite vulnerable as you stand there with your neck exposed. I could easily have my way with you right now.”
“Your woods?” You whispered, repeating him.
"Yes, Dear, my woods. This place belongs to me, and anyone who wanders in is fair game for me to play with.”
His eyes begin to have an eerie, glowing red hue "Would you like to know my name, darling? I shall warn you, however, that once you say it, you will become subservient to my every whim and bound to serve me.”
He steps back, “Are you brave enough to take on the challenge?"
ANNNDDD YOU CAN CONTINUE💗
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I adore it immensely! So captivating! 🔥
I'm in the process of working on it, my apologies for the delay! Work demanding a significant amount of time.
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yandere-romanticaa · 1 month
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Yk when i be reading intimate things i sometimes feel self conscious about my body like "oh man my breath kinda stink rn, this scene doesnt rly do it for me atm XD"
I felt this so hard, you're a real one anon. I'm also always amused at how skinny and petite the reader is in those fics because I am NOT skinny nor am I petite!! I'm more on the chubby/curvy side and I'm around 170 cm - or 5'7 - which a lot of people do not consider to be short.
Also!! This has been a worry for me but whenever I read fics in which your s/o goes down on you I always think "Oh shit, what if I FART?" 🤣😭
Basically, even though I've never been in an intimate relationship, I know for a fact that fics are wish fulfillment and don't go around thinking that your own lover can last dozens of rounds lmao. We're all human, accidents happen.
And remember - Communication is King! 👑
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shiresome · 8 months
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thinking about my special boy kabal now, id love to hear any headcanons you have for him 👀👀👀
I needed another doodle about Mavado for Saturday, so thanks for the excuse!
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I don't have any serious lore-based headcanons, but if you're here and sending asks in, you probably know that already! I think he's a DWEEB first and foremost. To be honest with you. I've doodled Kabal a bunch and he's almost always playing video games or referencing Star Wars. Among like .. other things, I guess. I don't know, I'm not a dweeb! Ask a dweeb!
I've always imagined Kabal to be a good bit younger than Kano, but not at all naive. Except for when it comes to Kano himself. Kano will tell him a BALD-face lie and Kabal will take it at face value a good ninety percent of the time 💔 Hides in Erron's car to avoid doing work without warning. Erron gets in, cranks his car up, sees Kabal in the rear-view mirror, and immediately they start screaming at each other
My version of Kabal is Latino, he likes video games, he's a dweeb, I'm getting bored. Let's get to the meat of it. My Kabal is 5'7 OKAY? HE'S 5'7. AND APPARENTLY THIS IS A CONTROVERSIAL THING TO SAY BUT I DON'T THINK HE'S ALL THAT TALL. I REALLY DON'T
You can have your fun with Snow Blind Kabal. ENJOY HIM. But mine is JAR-SIZED. He has to go into a cupboard at night so he's evolved that way for convenience. IT'S NECESSARY
LOVES Kira and Kobra, he is their older brother at HEART! Kabal wants to settle down with someone so Kobra and Kira put him on dating apps against his will. They lie about literally everything to degrees that aren't even remotely believable. They mean well!
Most importantly, my version of Kabal can not take his mask off! He is stuck with those big round eyes forever!
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Wait if your height fluctuates through the day, what the fuck is considered your real height?? I've always been measured at 167 cm, and figured that's what I am. If americans ask how tall I am, I'm 5'6, though that's slightly rounded up. But we ended up measuring heights this morning and either we're both terrible at getting heights right, but we both got 4-5 cm over previous measures???
What the fuck am I if I'm 171 cm in the morning and 167 by afternoon. Or do you just calculate the average between them? Because if it's the average, then I'm no longer lying about being 5'6 but actually 5'6, but if it's the tallest that's 5'7.
5 cm is an unreasonable amount of height to be fluctuating over the day. Someone make my spine stop doing that.
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