nothing inbetween

anonymous asked:

Just curious! What's up with the fold up/white tipped cane being incorrect? I wanna make sure when i draw a character with a cane--that it's the proper one.

Oh sure, no problem!

So it’s not actually inaccurate, it’s just not the norm and by far not the best tool. They are often only used by people who were taught by sighted school officials who don’t really understand the pros and cons of different cane types, but if you go to a blindness organization run by blind people, the straight cane is so, so heavily endorsed because it is the absolute most effective type of cfane for feedback and navigation, and always with the little metal and rubber tip.

Allow me to explain a bit:

The way a cane works is both auditory and tactile. You want your cane to be long enough to always be reaching out two full steps ahead of you, so usually somewhere between chin and eye height. When using a cane, its purpose is to give you tactile information about the ground you touch, as well as to give you auditory information about the area around you, and this only works best with a straight cane with a metal tip using two-point tap technique.

Every time you put a joint in a cane to fold it, that joint slows down the vibrations going to your hand, and the more joints it has, the less information will ever actually reach your hand. With a straight, non-folding cane, there is nothing inbetween the tip of the cane and your hand, and everything goes straight up to your hand. This is also affected by the type of tip you use. Plastic is not nearly as good at generating tactile feedback as metal, so a small, circular metal tip is used on a straight cane. You can pick up an incredible amount of detail through a metal tip on a totally straight white cane.

Cane technique is also important, though. Many blind people newer to canes or with less instruction will use rolling tips and roll their cane back and forth in front of them, but this first of all affects your tactile feedback because rolling tips are often plastic, and secondly, it takes away most of your possible auditory feedback. Plastic tips are very quiet, and while many newer travelers prefer this due to nerves and being afraid to be noticed too much, it certainly doesn’t tell you much about your surroundings.

So seasoned travelers and people with lots of good instruction almost always use the two-point tap method, where you tap the little metal tip of your straight cane in time with your steps, the cane tapping the opposite side of the foot that is stepping. Your arc should be just wider than your shoulders, no smaller and not super big. Metal is fantastic for making noise, so the little metal tap is fantastic at telling you all sorts of info about your surroundings from nearby obstacles to the length of a hallway that has tile flooring and how high the ceiling is and all sorts of information.

The carbon fiber and fiber glass straight white canes with metal tips and two-point tap were also developed by the blind themselves, by the way, and it is the strict standard for cane instruction that they themselves teach in their blind-run training centers for the blind and is always the instruction they advocate for in other areas such as public schools. So it was all created by the blind, for the blind, by the only people who know what works the best for their own people, not by some sighted guy at Harvard who wanted to make money on a new patent.

So there you have it, the importance of prioritizing the straight white cane!

(P.S.: There are also confidence-building reasons behind the straight cane if you’re interested!)

Nothing Inbetween (Lucifer Morningstar)

Originally posted by m0rningstarthings

Pairing: Lucifer/FallenAngel!Wife!Reader
Words: 1000+
Warning(s): Luci’s mom, rude things said, i dont know how to make tags
A/N: dont worry, i do not like his mom either,, so have some fluff
Request:  I have a request for Lucifer. Idk if you caught up but I really don’t like his mom. So how about fallen angel! Wife! Reader being really annoyed about his mother appearance and she’s trying to keep as much distance from his mother as well as keeping Lucifer away from her? hope you understand

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Okay but imagine Autistic Eraser AND Autisitc Mic.

  • Taking turns stocking samefoods for each other
  • Shouta allowing Hizashi to infodump his special interests because he just loves to see Hizashi enjoying stuff.
  • Shared special interests about Star Trek/ the Adam’s family and talking about it for HOURS.
  • Hizashi Always asks Shouta what he’s thinking/feeling because Shouta doesn’t emote and Hizashi can’t tell anyways.
  • Both of them looking out for each other during meltdowns and making sure crowds don’t get too close.
  • Their stimming occasionally setting off the other and needing to take short breaks to decompress.
  • Hizashi singing being one of his stims and singing to his boyfriend to cheer him up.
  • Shouta simply holding out his hand and lowering it to remind Hizashi to watch his volume.
  • Shouta petting Hizashi’s hair or smelling his coat to stim.
  • Them just having good synergy in their dayly routines and enjoying each other’s company in their own special way.

REQUEST: hi!!! could you please do bts cuddling their gf ?? super fluffy please and thank you ! 💞
REQUESTED BY: anonymous
NOTES: i did these like mini drabbles so this post is hella long im so sorrynlifdsk

jin couldn’t pick any particular moment as his favorite with you, because he loves them all — the noisy ones shared in the kitchen, or the quiet ones spent worlds apart in your own little activities but connected by the lazy linking of your fingers, or even the ones kept tightly wrapped between the two of you with barely enough room to breathe — but he supposes if he had to choose this sort would probably make the top of his list. your body angled just right against his, scooped up into his embrace and laid beside him like the perfect little puzzle piece, listening to the soft sound of your breathing and the lull of city life just outside your bedroom window. the flat of his palm finds purchase against the expanse of your stomach just beneath the material of your shirt, his other toying with the splayed and tangled strands of your hair spread haphazardly over the pillows; everything smells like you, feels like you, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. the peace and tranquility of it all is only ever interrupted by his sleepy dulcet tones, and you can feel each word vibrate against your back and sink into your bones.

❝ you think we could get away with staying like this forever?

with his nose buried against the juncture of your throat and your shoulder, he burrows himself in your warmth entirely and surrounds himself in you. he’s always very specific about the way he lays himself against you, half on top of you and half around you, clinging and hugging and holding you ever tighter. while yoongi doesn’t necessarily always have trouble falling asleep, it always seems easier with you around — he doesn’t even need to say a word, simply flopping down beside you and rolling into your embrace like you’d done it a thousand times before. his arms always find purchase against the curve of your waist and his fingers splay out against your bare skin, kneading your flesh like a contented feline and purring his gratitude just the same. almost immediately his breathing slows and his heart calms and every troubling thought seems to leave his head; there’s only you.

and, just before he falls into the tempting grips of slumber, he mumbles sleepily against the column of your throat, breath warm and words warmer: ❝ i missed you. ❞

his embrace is warm — being wrapped up in solely him and the duvet is like basking in the sunlight, like letting the light swallow you up and bathing you in constant and unyielding comfort. the silence and sleepy atmosphere is only ever interrupted by his fingers skittering up your side or teasing the skin of your arm if only to hear even the slightest hint of your laughter; hoseok seems to revel in these quiet moments with you the most, where you don’t need words to speak for you and all you can do is envelop one another so completely. despite hugging you so tightly, though, he’s careful with the marks he leaves and only ever peppers your flesh with butterfly kisses and loving whispers, patterns traced with the tips of his fingers and sweet little nothings all mixed inbetween.

❝ i love this,❞ he’ll whisper into your ear, or your hair, or the skin of your temple — anywhere his lips can touch — and smile just as delicately as the gentle chiming of his voice. ❝ i love you.

there’s always a book involved — it doesn’t matter who’s reading it or what it’s about, simply that it’s there and you’re sure that these sorts of moments are stored safely between the pages of everything from dystopian fiction to the cheesiest romance novels where the ink seems to mirror the atmosphere. it almost always lays forgotten in either of your laps, pages opened and inviting, but ignored all the same; sure, it had had your attention only moments before, but a simple shift and suddenly nothing was more important than the way you just fit against one another. namjoon’s arm comes to be lazily slung over your shoulders and his lips find the top of your head, all while pulling you in even tighter. he never minds the distraction, never complains about being drug out of his newest adventure, because he’s always far more invested in your own. eventually, that very book is cast aside and he’s dragging you down with him until your heads share the same pillow and he can feel the way your whole body molds to his. you’re never more comfortable than you are there, held tightly in his grip, and you both fall into a steady rhythm of heartbeats and breaths and the little fluttering of his fingers against yours.

it isn’t until the first dregs of sleep begin to whisper at his eyelids and your fingers twitch against his that he always notices one little problem: ❝ we left the light on.❞

you’re nose-to-nose and even though your eyes are closed you know he’s looking at you — you can’t imagine that you can see very much up this close and surely all your blemishes stick out, but he can’t seem to get enough. still, you don’t complain, because as much as you know that his honeyed eyes are on you, you also know that a smile just as sweet as the thick amber of his irises is laden across his lips. with jimin’s fingers and legs tangled in your own, you don’t know where your breathing starts and where his end, but you know that you’re comfortable here; this is a familiar place, a familiar setting, something comfortable and warm and always so inviting. every once and a while he’ll break the staring contest with the fluttering of your eyelids and press little kisses to the tip of your nose or meld your smiles together, all while you giggle into his mouth and call his name just as gently as the moment itself. he loves the way it rolls off your tongue, yellowed like a sunflower and blooming under his affection so much that it lilts your voice and paints every letter with something so soft and undeniably loving.

Y/N. ❞ he always says your name in return, hoping you can hear it, too.

taehyung’s fingers are woven through strands of your hair and the pads of his fingers play with the delicate skin of your scalp, your head laid in his lap; it’s his preferred way to ‘cuddle’, because paying you attention never seems to tire him. loose strands are brushed from your face and every so often he’ll trace the delicate lines of your face, trailing to the tip of your nose and back again. dark eyes watch the way your facial expression changes with all his little touches, and he revels in each and every reaction as if each one is just as rewarding as the last, no matter how big or small. a forgotten television show or the music pouring through the speakers is all forgotten with the simplest touch, the slightest movement, and once your eyes flutter closed it seems every sense is honed onto him and him alone. your fingers always find his eventually, though, and they intertwine as easily as breathing — he could never say no to holding you like this, to touching you in any way you allow, to simply being with you, because he doesn’t think he’ll ever get enough. maybe it’s the way you react to his touch or the way you feel beneath it, but something just feels right — he savors the sensation, lets it build a home in his chest, and keeps you there with it.

❝ you’re so pretty like this, ❞ he finally says, his baritone voice breaking the trance and forcing your eyes to open just so you can look into his own — you always react so well to his everything.  ❝ i’m glad you save this for me. ❞

jungkook might be huge, but he likes it when you wrap yourself around him like he isn’t — one leg thrown over his hips and both arms wound around him lazily, his head tucked beneath your chin. he feels safe, here, warm, as if you’ve built your own little bubble and are hidden away inside it. everything else seems distant, and all his worries seem to wash away with the tides of tenderness emanating from your very being; to be wrapped up in you is to be wrapped in love, afterall. briefly, he forgets about his newest anxieties and all the little things he’d been complaining to you about only minutes prior, and all he knows is you. your heart beat beats a steady rhythm and hums with his own, tangling into a wordless melody, stuttering only with the gentle tapping of his fingers against the expanse of your back. he doesn’t touch you with urgency or purpose, but with familiarity, as if touching his own skin — lingering caresses that speak to just how much he doesn’t want to go anywhere else, doesn’t want to be anywhere else, but here.

eventually, his breath will fan over the exposed skin of your collar and make you shiver:  ❝ i love you. ❞


if u guys haven’t noticed chuck is always dan’s voice and gabe is always arin’s voice

these are just random audio clips from these eps (x, x, x) that made me think of them

here’s the first one of these!

i do these so fast so i mean i can’t really speak for their quality but god but they are just so fun to make

anonymous asked:

I personally dislike Snape partially because of the discourse around him and what it made me realise about him. We came from much the same places but at the same time not. I've never had any privilege comparable to what being not mudblood in HP is nor the other privilegie he has as a white man in muggle world. So I feel a bit betrayed by the way he climbs is by pushing others down.

I struggle with your ask on two levels, really - firstly, ‘not Mudblood’ is a really difficult topic to discuss because I do not think it’s adequately explored as a concept.  This was beautifully written about by @raptured-night and you can read the full post here.

I will steal this small segment:

Rowling falls short of demonstrating an issue of systemic prejudice or privilege (i.e. wherein the governing institution and laws are written so they benefit purebloods and support the continued discrimination and disenfranchisement of half-blood and Muggle-born witches and wizards) where non-pure-blood witches and wizards are concerned

That sums up my feelings when it comes to the depiction of prejudice within the wizarding world - it’s not comparable to real-world prejudice, and embarrassingly, smacks of a white person trying to write about racism; JK depicts the name-calling and the internment camps, and absolutely nothing inbetween.  (This is similar to my argument about her failure to understand that Dumbledore was not written as a queer character.)

Secondly, ‘the other privilege he has as a white man in the Muggle world’.  I think I addressed this rather comprehensively in a set of posts before I went on hiatus, but just to recap - whilst race is absolutely an issue in the UK, the concept of ‘white man privilege’ is not the clear cut construct within the UK that it is in some other countries.  Race, sex, age, sexuality etc are all major factors when it comes to prejudice, but so is class - and class is so incredibly important in the UK, it cannot be stressed enough.

Snape was deliberately not a depiction of a privileged person; he was a neglected, unwashed child, who grew up in poverty with parents who fought with each other.  He lived in a slum on the bad side of town, and was shown shooting down flies* in his dark bedroom.  Before he arrived at Hogwarts, he was singled out by two of the richest characters in the series who spent the next 7 years mercilessly bullying him, and even attempted to kill him.

(*This passage makes my skin crawl, because it’s not usual for flies to take hold in an urban area like that.  It’s an indication of how close to the dirty, polluted river they live, and how his family do not have the means of keeping the flies from invading their home.  And as for it being dark, is he being a moody teenager - or have his parents run out of money for electricity?)

Finally, we do not see Snape climb by pushing others down.  We don’t see enough of him in the years between Hogwarts as a student and Hogwarts as a teacher to determine whether he climbs the social ladder or not.  What we do see is that he is gifted his position at Hogwarts as a teacher because of what he can do for Dumbledore’s war effort, and not on merit.  

I have written extensively on this before, and why this matters, and I will copy it below - because the point remains; Snape proved that he always had the potential, yet in other circumstances, it is likely that he would never have been given the opportunity:

“I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.” - Stephen Jay Gould

Because in an AU where Severus Snape does not become a Death Eater, let us not pretend; Severus Snape does not become one of the youngest wizards to teach at Hogwarts.  And yet, as we see, he was clearly capable - and that potential would’ve been lost.

And the more I mull on Snape, the more the fact that he apparently succeeded bothered me.  It’s not because working class people can’t succeed, but because there are pitfalls that people from other classes do not fall into.  So, the fact that Snape manages to transcend his social class is astonishing on the surface - the fact that he goes from one of the lowest in society to being a respected teacher at a boarding school…and he even passes to the untrained eye as being a pureblood.  That’s incredible.

And when you see Snape’s story slowly unfold, it gradually makes more and more sense.  There’s the oddities in his presentation - the spitting on the ground, the greasy hair, the idea that he was “another” pureblood’s lapdog.  Then there’s the revelations - that he was a Death Eater, and his family was poor, and his childhood was unhappy, and he was brutally bullied by two of the most popular purebloods. …but even so, people didn’t quite grasp the class issue (there were a lot of thoughts pointing at a pureblood family who fell out of favour, lost money through gambling etc - a family who were high in society who fell down, not someone starting from the bottom).

Finally, the truth outs - he’s a halfblood, with a Muggle parent, who grew up dirt poor in Muggle Britain, and he’s absolutely the bottom of the scale.  And then it all fits together, because you realise that he didn’t earn his place at Hogwarts on merit - he was gifted his place at Hogwarts because it was for the war effort.  (Sirius has this very lament when he wonders why Dumbledore would employ Snape; he’s wrapped up in the Dark Arts / Death Eater issue, but it doesn’t occur to Sirius at any point that perhaps Snape was the best person for the job, or someone who could be trusted…that someone who had been in such a valued position for so long might’ve actually gained his place on merit.)

So the spectre of class looms large again.  Snape appears to be a poster boy for aspiration - the idea that even the lowest of the low can become the richest and most successful.  But once you realise his full story, you become horribly aware that he only made it to the position he did through being useful - not on merit, not on ability, not because he had opportunity to prove his skill and worth.

And the more that I think about that, the more it bothers me.  Because Snape had the potential to achieve the sort of social standing that would make him someone that Lily would bother with - but because of his early social standing, he probably wouldn’t ever have got there.  Their friendship was always incompatible, and the gulf was too large for them to get over.  “You’ve chosen your way,” she says…which would’ve been easier to take, had there ever been any choice for him at all.

homestuck lands as ranked by how much i want to eat the colors

1. Land of Maps and Treasure (vriska)- fucking delicious? A+ color combo that also compliments Vriskas color scheme really well

2. Land of Light and Rain (rose)- very sweet. would probably be very sugary. a good planet for a good girl? light players have the best lands by far

3. Land of Little Cubes And Tea (nepeta)- also sweet! but i love the yellow in the sky its very warm and earthy and fits with the tea theme nicely

4. Land of Wind and Shade (post playing the rain) (john)- holy shit this blue is fantastic and amazing

5. Land of Caves and Silence (equius)- can you tell i love this like vriska cerulean blue? its so fucking good you guys. so fucking good.

6. Land of Wrath and Angels (eridan)- this land is all black and white but holy shit its a look. everything looks bright and fuzzy while also old and vaguely terrifying and i can appreciate that

7. Land of Pyramids and Neon (roxy)- good colors!!! the bright colors combined with the nice jeweled red are. real good? yes.

8. Land of Crypts and Helium (alive) (jane)- on its own a fairly neutral color scheme, but when it comes to life the pinks and oranges and yellows make it very tasty

9. Land of Tombs and Krypton (dirk)- a real good green and a real good red? and i love the fuckin swirly gas design across the sky. its soft?

10. Land of Frost and Frogs (jade)- the planet doesnt match up to what the actual ground level view looks like? planet colors are good and great but the ground level is too light and sweet for me. too washed out!!

11. Land of Quartz and Melody (aradia)- good colors overall but im not the biggest fan of the overall mixture? could be better

12. Land of Heat and Clockwork (dave)- a spicy land! but all in all the color palette is very limited and not like. super interesting to me? its red and black and everything inbetween and nothing else which is [yawn]

13. Land of Rays and Frogs (kanaya)- I FEEL REALLY BAD ABOUT THIS ONE SORRY. there is so much potential here that just, doesnt click for me. the blue is too deep and the green is too yellow and theres not enough else going on for me to feel better about this

14. Land of Dew and Glass (feferi)- hrrhhrkhkhh another one i feel bad about for the same reason. the green is still not the best and it takes over the look so much that it makes me not like the other colors either. RIP???

15. Land of Mounds and Xenon (jake)- not a fan of this green or this purple!!!! agh!!!!! another cool concept that just misses the mark

16. Land of Thought and Flow (terezi)- here we start getting into real bad territory,, the teal and the yellowy green and the desaturated mauve of the actual planet is bad enough but then you add in the bright beautiful colors from Terezi’s treehouse and its an overwhelmingly bad mix

17. Land of Pulse and Haze (karkat)- i get it andrew its symbolism the sky goes from deep red to grey but its so ugly!!!!!! its ugly andrew!!!!!! the purple clouds cant even save this hot mess!!!!!

18. Land of Sand and Zephyr (tavros)- This one is heartbreaking because if it wasnt for one color choice this would be up there with LoMaT and LoLaR, and the problem is the weird and bad barfy greenish brown that makes up most of the sand in what is otherwise a very warm and colorful landscape

19. Land of Tents and Mirth (gamzee)- A BAD LAND FOR A BAD MAN but seriously hussie not even some fun carnival colors for the carnival place????? everything looks like shit

20. Land of Brains and Fire (sollux)- hey andrew what the fuck

possibly relatable language learner things

breaking out in to a sweat every time someone asks you how many languages you speak

not making any noticeable progress for months

oh my god i’m so fluent i can’t belie- wait no i’m not never mind

can i hold a conversation in my target language today

the cringey shit that you make yourself watch just so that you can listen to your target language

switching keyboards

either understanding everything or nothing. no inbetween.

hell yeah i can use this languag- wait no i forgot how to order food again

can i speak this language????

oh my GOD why are all these resources only for beginners

listening/reading/writing/speaking skills being all over the place

“say something in x!”

being mistaken for a native speaker. the best feeling.

My stepmother told me that heartbreak feels like quitting cigarettes. They become a habit then an addiction, and when someone walks away it’s like you’re left with the smell of nicotine all over you and the lighter in your pocket but nothing to put inbetween your lips. I’ve felt like that ever since you walked away, like I have this happiness and potential to be fine without you because I know you weren’t good for me anymore, but sometimes I crave you so fucking badly I reach for my phone to call you, almost like relapsing and nearly buying a pack. But I don’t. Instead, ironically I replace the want for you with anything that kills me from the inside. Like taking too many shots because I know it’ll burn and make me forget an entire night, or habitually chain smoking not because I crave the nicotine, but because it makes me lightheaded and focus on something other than the feeling of my insides being ripped out of me. Last weekend I smoked so much I felt the world spinning, and suddenly I imagined you in bed with her while I was knocking on your door and I couldn’t tell if I wanted to rip my face off or just smoke more until nothing felt real.
It’s all just so exhausting. I have to learn how to live without you. I have to do everything I once did all over again, torturously knowing you’re not a phone call away or by my side. Like my stepmother said, she had to re do everything without taking her smoke breaks. I can’t tell if coffee in the morning without a cigarette for her felt worse than I do when I wake up alone or check my phone to see no trace of you. She sat in her room in early mornings itching to light up, but chewed gum instead, much like how I stay up until 3 am, scared to sleep because of the nightmares, while twirling a razor blade between my finger tips contemplating whether to just make myself fucking bleed.
You always hated when I smoked. It reminded you of an old me, the sad girl with the tired eyes who sat at the bottom of her shower with the water burning her skin with blood flowing down the drain. You never knew that girl too well, I never wanted you to. Yet here I am, putting the thing that kills me in between my lips that you said you wouldn’t mind kissing forever, and lighting up just to try and erase every look you ever gave me, every kiss that made me addicted to you, and all the happiness you gave me, only to rip it right out of my hands all over again.
—  I don’t know myself anymore

anonymous asked:

Experimenting kissing?? - bbrae

“And, what, you just…kissed her?” 

Raven’s gaze flickered up from the depths of her novel, her eyes narrowing at the chattering intruders that barged into the ops room. It was a quiet day at the tower, one of few that the Titans took great advantage of. It was days like these that Raven often snagged a good book and chose a spot to curl up and read until her vision went blurry and her legs went numb from lack of movement. 

Of course, she should have known better than to choose the ops room as her reading corner. 

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anonymous asked:

imagine a coin being used as instead of a die. only the best or worst possible outcomes could happen in that game and nothing inbetween. hire me

That is a probably bad idea! 
You will be added to the list of potential employees, although you should know I have no money, don’t know who you are and also am not hiring employees.

anonymous asked:

Ok I need your honest opinion on something, how angry are you that people speak to Aaron while he's trying to enjoy his beloved toast? It's so rude, #toaron are not to be interrupted at all. Can you do one of your fab drawings of Aaron and the love of his life (toast) please? Tysm 😘

sweetest, kindest of Anons ;__; This is the best ask I have ever gotten… like seriously….I am getting so emotional, thinking about Aarons first Love, who never let him down, ever. supported him, nourished him ;___; Truth is, deep in my heart I KNOW Toaron is endgame, they will always find their way back to each other. This is it, was great about BIG couples *nods* So even if Emmerdale tries to keep them apart, throws rocks in their way, they WILL overcome that. And on the way there we will get lots of cute fanservice scenes with Toaron, thats to keep us sweet :D Seeing Aaron eating in the corner, Toast firmly in his hand… I am getting all teary eyed…. YES IT IS JUST A SOAP but GOD!!!! toaron is love and nothing gets inbetween them… I MEAN LOOK AT THEM:

anonymous asked:

i would ship cl*ce or i mean tbh tolerate it if they had actual development or be in a real relationship like malec???? idk they dropped the 'i love you' tooooo soon.

yeah my issue w/ cl@ce really comes from them having 0 development like they had this immediate connection but since then? lord they went from siblings to i’m gonna kiss you instead of my bf because i still like you to i love you in 10 episodes? its not realistic. its like they’re getting big moments with nothing inbetween. i mean i’m not complaining, malec can get all the development because its what they deserve. but i can’t sit there and be like AH YES this is a real relationship when the show has shown us what one looks like (malec) and not cl@ce…. the ily was too soon but i’m sure their stans are poppin bottles anyway.

Every lefty I follow on twitter is either a full tankie or a really gay anarchist with nothing inbetween and they’re always fighting/tryna fuck. This is where we’re at.

anonymous asked:

So I don't know a lot about tegus/reptiles in general, but the tegu on the blog macgyverlizard seems to be really fat. Is this normal for tegus or is he actually a very fat tegu?

Good question! Tegus are actually a bit subtle in my opinion to judge body condition. I feel like a nice healthy tegu really does look quite… fat. Especially males!

I am NOT a tegu keeper though, and I’ve only ever handled or cared for juveniles. I am not the best judge of body condition because of my lack of experience. But! I can give you my opinion based on what I’ve read and learned.

Looking at MacGyver, you may see his giant jowls and think wow! He’s so fat! But this is actually a normal part of tegu anatomy. Male T. rufescens and T. merianae develop large jowls as they mature.


Females don’t have these jowls. Here is a male and a female T. rufescens for reference.


So we don’t look at the jowls. We look at the torso, the tail, and the limbs. An overweight tegu will drag it’s stomach on the ground, it’s tail will be thicker and larger than it should (this requires a comparison to a healthy weight tegu) and it’s limbs will be sort of like… pinched sausages. Another great indicator of a healthy tegu is a “square” topline. This tegu, who is overweight, has lost any square shape at all and is completely rounded.

(I literally could not find a source for this photo, sorry.)

You can see (gosh this might even be a female??) how the stomach is huge, if they tried to walk it would certainly drag. The tail is absolutely huge, and the limbs are just… fat.

I will not repost photos of Macgyver without permission, you can easily look up pictures and videos of him yourself!

I would say he is, a bit chubby! Not obese, but not lean either. Somewhere inbetween. Nothing life threatening, nothing from neglect, just… chubby! Still within what I would consider an ok body weight, but any more fat and I would say there is a problem. There is a range that animals bodies can be in and still be very healthy. A little lean or a little chubby isn’t an issue as long as the animal is healthy and maintains that weight!