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letstalkaboutfandomsbaby · 9 months

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yo i hope your requests are open?

could i have a chubby reader with her stepdad’s friends who all want her? like she’s in college and they’re offering to cover her, they take her clothes shopping, etc

thanks <3

Been stewing on this for a bit—

CW: chubby fem reader, older men, smut

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Alright alright, let's set the scene

Your parent gets remarried while you're at college, and you're fine with that. You've known your new stepdad since he started dating your parent in high school, he's a real stand-up guy and you respect each other. He's been nothing but kind to you and always given you space and freedom.

You don't even meet his friends until you come back from college one summer break.

They're all around his age, 30s and 40s, older than you by a decade or more. You don't meet them until your stepdad hosts a barbeque. Your parents insist that you attend, so you do, suspecting you'll have to answer lots of questions from your older neighbors. You wear a cute two piece outfit, a floral off the shoulder top and a solid colored tennis skirt. You don't think much of it, but you realize during the party that you probably should've worn something more conservative.

Your stepdad's friends? Oh, they're lewd. They're not normally like this, but something about seeing your soft plush curves on display has them itching to get their hands on you. They grab some beers and crowd around you, asking about college, if you're having fun, if you have a boyfriend. You're polite, but you can feel them staring at every inch of you, peeking down your crop top and at your exposed belly. You're not used to this type of attention, so you just assume they're trying to be nice, to humor you with their stares.

Oh, if only you knew what they were thinking. If only you knew that while they were standing beside your stepdad at the grill, all they could focus on was how you bent over to grab a drink out of the cooler, your skirt riding up your thighs. They imagined flipping up your skirt and finding soaked panties underneath, ripping off the flimsy fabric and slipping their cock into your wet heat. They couldn't stop imagining how your chubby pussy lips would cling to their cock, the base covered in creamy cum as you spasmed around them, your moans high pitched and whiny. Several of them had to excuse themselves to the bathroom to calm down, but it barely worked since all they'd do when they came back was stare at you. They're disappointed when you eventually leave the barbeque and escape to your room, but they know they'll see you again.

Not even a week later, they're over at your house watching a game with your stepdad. You're roaming around the house in an oversized shirt and boxers, and these men are practically salivating at the sight of you. They fantasize that you're wearing their clothes after a lovely night of sex. They talk to you when you come downstairs for a snack, meeting you in the kitchen to "grab another beer", asking you what you're up to on your day off. You're polite and humor their questions, trying to ignore the subtle flexing of their muscles. You think nothing of their attention, soon teetering off to your room again to watch TV, much to their disappointment. They wish you could sit on their lap while they watch TV, hands roaming your plump frame while they nurse a beer. Perhaps another time.

They keep showing up at your house over the summer, usually on the weekend. They're always so nice to you, giving you all their attention when you enter the room. And they even start helping you out! When your car broke down and you had to go to work, one of them drove you to your job while the others stayed behind and fixed your vehicle. When you wanted to go shopping and didn't have anyone to go with, they took you to some plus-size friendly shops and even paid for your clothes. When your date stood you up and left you all alone, gussied up with nowhere to go, they practically fought each other for the chance to take you someplace nice (ultimately, they ended up just cooking for you at home and watching a movie after).

It's safe to say that they're all head over heels for you. They're all single, either never been married or divorced, but they wanna change that. They want to have a pretty lil thing like you by their side, hanging onto them, letting them spoil you. They wanna fuck you senseless, in every position you can imagine, in the bedroom, living room, shower, even the kitchen. They want to worship you the way you deserve, and they jerk off almost nightly to the thought of you.

Imagine their disappointment when the summer ends and you have to go back to school. They see you off, helping load your things into your car. They each give you their number in case of emergency and your parents aren't available, but they hope it could lead to more. They sadly watch you drive away, feeling their hearts break as your car disappears. They go home gloomy and depressed, already missing their plump ball of sunshine.

Imagine their joy when you text them that night and say that you miss them.

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#ask #smut #☀️ asks #chubby reader #fem reader #chubby fem reader

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butcharyastark · 6 months

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i cannot explain how simultaneously complexly fascinating and deeply hilarious this fucking intimate coming out scene between flint and silver is in the s3 finale of black sails.

like. imagine you are james flint. you have a horrible secret tragic backstory you won't tell anyone about how you became the fearsome and capable pirate captain you are today. that tragic backstory involves being the bisexual unicorn for a rich couple's poly triad dreams in 1700s england. you confide in someone outside of this dynamic for the first time after everything happened about what happened because they asked to know. you bare your soul uncharacteristically about being bisexual, polyamorous, and griefstricken. nobody else but one person in your life has seen this of you. the person you confide this to is someone that genuinely worried about you killing them in front of your entire crew like, literally 10 days ago, for confessing to betraying you abt smth that took months of efforts and dozens of death to try to achieve. this person, who is the most kindly understanding and softspoken person on your ship of ragtag hardened pirates, looks you in the eyes by the soft lighting of the campfire under cover of nightfall after burying literal and now metaphorical secrets, and says, in order, to your FACE, that 1) firstly he is a hashtag gay ally (in the 1700s) and so sorry for your loss but 2) he's been thinking lately it's kind of weird everybody around flint dies and he doesn't want to be next bc everybody flint trusts is a dead man walking bc 3) hey flint have you ever considered maybe it's your fault this happened and that you are doomed bc of just who you are as a person? and 4) but it's okay actually bc if it came down to it i think i've grown as a person enough that if anyone dies in this partnership it will be you 😤

like. to his face. i repeat, to the face of the most feared pirate this side of the americas, who has considered killing him within the past month or two, who opened up to silver in the most baring way possible for a regular man, much less a man like flint--to his FACE silver said that "maybe the homophobia you experienced that ruined your entire life was actually your fault for existing and everybody you love is doomed to die because being around you is a curse :/" in the most GENTLY understanding tone of voice while staring deeply into his eyes and professing genuine care and friendship and respect for him.

i'd lose my mind. i'd implode. no fucking wonder flint takes a preparatory, longsuffering swig of liquor with the most exasperated expression i've ever seen on a 40+yo man's face the literal second silver's mouth is open for longer than 2 sentences. silver is SO goddamn lucky this man stopped seeing him as an enemy 6 weeks ago and instead switched to begrudgingly ominous mentor and weird older brother.

and they're both still being friendly about it like silver isn't casually portending one of their deaths because of the other because of the inherent darkness of their souls and like flint hasn't killed men on his own crew for saying less than this behind his back. this is fucking insane energy. i want to study them both. i want to microwave them at high heat. i want to put them in a jar and shake it. you two really live like this?

#my post #black sails #nomi liveblogs #this is the gayest cishet-toxic-masculinity ass conversational response to being told someones darkest secrets #its the straightest queer man to queer man 'im here for u bro' conversation ive ever seen #silver is talking exactly like a man who only stepped foot onto a boat 3 months ago acting like he knows shit abt longterm captaincy #and flint is reacting like that while stsring into the ground questioning all of his life choices up til this moment.#somehow james flint being a bisexual unicorn in a poly triad is still relevant as a plot point for totally separate characters #i love all of this its so. fuckinf. hilarious #@flint and silver: this is amazing. you live like this?

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maladaptive-day-dreams · 1 year

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WLW Hotline

Robin Buckley x SW fem!reader, smut 18+, 2k words

I might've downloaded Quinn Audio Er0tica annnnd might’ve stumbled across a guided masturbation audio that made me think of Robin calling the WLW part of a phone sex line🥵it's about time I wrote and posted something so hereeeee ya go [alsoooo there's potential for a part 2 if the ppl want it so pls lemme know if you liked this and want a continuation!! ty!!]

Part 2 • Part 3

CW: reader knows it’s Robin but Robin doesn’t know it’s reader (idk what warning that would fall under but it’s a warning), guided masturbation, eager sub!Robin, mommy kink, nervous Robin but then she gets into it

Tags: @lightvixxen <3

You’ve been working at this phone sex operator for going on three months now. As one of the few out queer people in Hawkins, job hunting was hard until you convinced the boss here to open up a WLW hotline specific for fem bodied people, curious women, closeted women and other out queer women in town (if there were any).

Unfortunately, most of the people who called in to you were men trying to “fix” you or see what’s so special about your line. Every now and again—though it felt rare at this point—you’d get a woman or fem bodied person and your long nights would be worth it again. Plus you had some regular callers, none of whom would give you their real name of course (for privacy’s sake). For the regulars, you’d come up with a nickname to use on all their calls. Your favorite of them was Bunny. An older (like mid 40s), closeted queer woman who’s hubby is shit at making her cum so she calls you after he’s passed out naked in bed.

Another regular is Sweets, a trans man who hasn’t been in a relationship since he socially transitioned. He moved to Hawkins from Wisconsin so he could start over where no one knew his old self.

And recently, more young women (20s-30s) have been calling. Usually for one-and-done calls out of curiosity, but still every call meant a better paycheck. So when your coworker Patricia said there was a new girl on the line for you, you assume she’ll be another curious Cindy like the rest, until you hear her voice.

You pick up and start the call like usual. “Thanks for calling the WLW Hotline, how long of a session would you like tonight honey? Quarter, half or a full hour?”

“Um. Half please?”

Your heart dropped at the voice on the other side of the phone. It was Robin, one of the few out women in Hawkins. You would know her voice anywhere considering how close friends you’d been when you first moved here. But then the fall after she graduated (that past summer is when you met her) she made a move on the band girl she was crushing on and they dated for two years and you were forgotten. Only getting small smiles and head nods when you happened to see her in town. She wouldn’t know you were working here since you’ve not talked for a year and a half.

You know that it’s wrong but you’re the only WLW worker and there is a voice changing filter on your phones so she won’t know it’s you. Plus, you haven’t spoken in so long, and you probably won’t seeing as she’s with someone.

“Half it is. We don’t do names here so you can call me whatever or whoever you want to help you get there. As for my name for you, what would you like? Darling, love, honey, sugar, baby?”

“Oh, um I didn’t think about that. Uh,” Robin mumbles nervously. “I guess baby will work? Or whatever comes naturally for you?”

“Baby is the most natural, we can go with that,” you smile into the phone. “Before we start your time is there anything you want me to know going in to this session? A reason why you’re here, any kinks you want incorporated, anything off limits for dirty-talk?”

“Well, uh, my ex broke up with me about two months ago, and I haven’t been able to, um,” she pauses.

“Masturbate?”

She chokes back a laugh, “yeah. I haven’t been able to get there.” She says, emphasizing the last word.

“Would you like to role play or do you want a guided masturbation?”

“Guided?”

“Yes. Guided as in you follow my every direction and let me take control in making you feel good, but it’s your hands doing the work. Or you can imagine it’s someone else’s.”

There’s silence on the other side of the phone for a moment.

“I, um, I think guided masturbation, please.”

“Alrighty then, I’m gonna go ahead and start the time now if you’re ready?”

“Yeah,” she breathes out a heavy breath.

“Are you gonna listen to my every word, baby?” You ask in a sultry, dominating tone. “Gonna let me take care of you? Guide you since I can’t be there to help?”

She breathes heavy again, “yes.”

“Are you comfy where you are? Maybe in bed? Or on the couch?”

“I’m in bed, on top of the covers. I didn’t want to get in yet,” you can hear Robin’s nerves through the phone.

“Good, good. You’re comfortable then. Why don’t you lie all the way down, get situated. If you’ve got your pajamas on already why don’t you strip down for me, baby? All the way or you can leave your underwear on, whatever you’re comfortable with okay?”

You hear shuffling on the other side of the line and wait a few minutes until the movement stops.

“What do you have on?”

“Nothing, I’m, uh, naked.”

Fuck. This was going to be harder than you thought. You swore that your feelings for Robin were over shortly after she stopped talking to you once she got together with her now ex, but knowing she was naked in bed on the other side of this phone? The pit of your stomach was full of butterflies, you know this will be one of the few calls where you’re gonna end up with wet panties and a need for your vibrator when you get home.

“Good girl.”

“Fuck.”

“Oh you like that baby? Like it when I praise you like that? Being so obedient and doing as I say, you’re so good.”

“Yes mommy.”

Robin and a mommy kink, that will definitely be fuel for your own masturbation session after your shift.

“Why don’t you put the phone by your ear for me, ok? I want you to have both hands free for this.”

“Ok.”

“Good good, now I want you to run your fingertips from your shoulders, down your sides slowly, and then once you reach your hips, bring them up your stomach and above your tits.”

You wait a few minutes, listening to Robin’s heavy breathing through the phone.

“Did that feel good baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Good, now I want you to softly circle your tits with your fingertips and brush over your nipples ok? Play with your nipples for me baby. Let mommy hear what it does to you since I can’t be there.”

“Fuck, mommy it feels so good,” she moans, and it’s the most glorious thing you’ve ever heard.

“Good girl, now give your nipples a nice pinch for me.”

You know she does as you say because of the deep intake of breath you hear through the phone.

“You’re doing so good for me baby, listening and doing just as you’re told.”

“Mmph,” she whimpers.

“Want more?”

“Please,” she begs.

“What nice manners you have,” you sigh, panties growing wetter with every sweet whimper and moan Robin let’s out. “Go ahead and trail your hands down to your pussy.”

She huffs a sigh of relief.

“But don’t touch.”

She groans impatiently.

“Ah ah ah, do as I say or I won’t help you.”

“Sorry sorry, please.”

“That’s better. Trace your fingertips just at the top of your mound and down the inside of your thighs. Do that a few times.”

You pause and mute your end of the call so you can let out a shaky breath and change how your sitting so you can sit on your leg, putting pressure on your own throbbing center. Unmuting yourself, you ask, “all done baby?”

“Mhm,” Robin groans.

“Alright you wanna show mommy your pretty little cunt? Wanna let me hear how wet you are for me?”

She breathes out the softest yearning of a “yes.”

“Go ahead and point your knees out and spread ‘em for me so I can see your pretty pussy. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes mommy, I did it.”

“Good baby, now take one hand and trail it town your stomach to your mound ok? Now I want you to use your pointer and ring finger to softly go down your pussy lips and then once you get to the bottom, use those two to open up your lips for me, lemme hear how wet you are baby.”

And you actually do. A shuddering breath from Robin and the wettest, dirtiest of squelches to follow it.

“Fuck,” you drop the curse so quickly, grinding your own pussy on the leg tucked under you.

You hear Robin’s heavy breathing by the phone again, “did you hear?”

“Shit, yes baby I did. Did you put the phone by your pussy just so mommy could hear you touch your wet cunt?”

“Yes, isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Yes it is,” you smile at how eager to please Robin is when she’s horny. “So good at following directions, I think you should be rewarded.”

“Please,” she begs through a moan.

“Yeah? Wanna be rewarded for being such an good obedient girl? For making mommy so wet she wants to touch herself with you?”

Dear god, if you weren’t at work you’d be riding your own hand while tell Robin to ride hers.

“I think you deserve a reward, do you wanna cum? Want me to let you touch yourself until you come for me?”

“Mommy, yes, please,” she huffs.

“Ok baby, I want you to play with your pussy until you cum. That same hand that’s still on your wet cunt, I want you to use your finger and get some of that sweet wetness and bring it up to your clit, ok? Play with your clit for me.”

“Ok, do you wanna hear me play?”

You bite your lip to hold back a moan, wishing to high heaven that these phones were cordless so you could hide in the bathroom and touch yourself to the eager lil baby on the other side of the line.

“I don’t need to hear your wet pussy, I want to hear those pretty little sounds you make when you play. Don’t hide those sounds from me okay?”

“O-Okay,” Robin huffs as she plays with her clit. “Fuck it feels so good mommy, you make me feel so good.”

“Yeah? Want mommy to touch you when she gets home? Use her fingers on you?”

A whimper is the only response you get.

“Or would it be better if mommy used her mouth?”

That comment makes Robin moan “please” into the receiver and has you wishing this was real life and not what’s supposed to be an anonymous phone sex call.

“Yeah? How fast would you want me to fuck you with my tongue? Use your fingers, show me how fast.”

A breath hitch and fast, shuddering breathing lets you know that she’s started fingering herself. You can hear the faint wet noises of her fingers moving in and out of her cunt in the background of the call and you squeeze your legs together at the sound.

“C’mon baby, ride your fingers like you’d ride my face. Let me have it, gimmie all your cum baby.”

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum. Gonna cum,” she pants.

“Let go, cum for mommy.”

“‘m cumming, mmph. FUCK, YES Y/N fuck, oh fuck, fuck.”

Did you, did you hear that right? Robin came with your name on her lips?

There’s a small chuckle on the other end and then she says, “fuck, that was the first time I’ve cum in a while. Jesus, it was so hard too.”

You’re still processing that she was imagining you the whole time without knowing it was you.

“Are you still there? I wanted to say thanks before hanging up.”

You go back and forth with it but last minute decide to drop the voice filter to respond.

“Robin?”

The line is quiet.

“Y/N? Fuck, shit-“

And the line goes dead.

If she was ever going to talk to you again, she won’t now.

Shit.

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saberamane · 3 months

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O.O The audacity of men these days.

For reference, i'm a 29 yo woman. I'm technically a millennial, though I hate to admit that as I'm not much like...the others.

And for some reason, the majority of men I 'pull in' are younger than me. It's not really my preference, but I give them a chance.

I'm...about done, giving younger men a chance.

I had a date tonight. We were going out to dinner. I spent over an hour on my hair alone, which isn't hard, it's long enough I regularly sit on it by accident.

Point is, I put in effort. I dressed nice, did my hair and make-up, which I never normally wear.

He shows up nearly 40 minutes late. He's wearing a t-shirt under a zip-up hoodie. Sweatpants and sneakers. I still go with him, giving him the benefit of doubt. We go to a fast-food drive-through. That was our date. We didn't even go inside! We ate in his car with the radio on (playing rap music, which I told him I really don't like.)

And then this guy has the audacity to ask if sex was an option after our date...

First of all, calling that a date is a joke. There was no effort put in at all. This fast food place is literally a 3-minute drive from my house, and only that long because there's a traffic light.

Secondly, this was the first time we met in person after talking for two weeks. And I'd already told him anything sexual would be off the table until we decided to be 'exclusive', and that even kissing was a no-go. So why ask for sex when you already knew the answer was a hard no?

Third, he made the time for our date, and then was late. Said to dress nice and then took me to a drive through. Played music I had already said I didn't like (specifically, an artist I said I didn't like due to their lyrics)

All around really disrespectful and just looking to get lucky. If that's the kind of girl you're looking for, go hang around a club or bar.

I literally feel like I was being trolled, and I don't know the reasoning why?

#personal #rant

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nikaidou-stan · 9 months

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BARBENHEIMER HCS <3

rei: went to see barbie just to accompany the kawamotos and left the cinema genuinely moved; nikaidou invited him to see oppenheimer with him but he fell asleep 40 minutes in (shhh let him rest)

hina: went to see both, first oppenheimer for the laughs and then barbie for the philosophy, sang along to "im just ken" and everybody joined in <3

akari: also a barbenheimer truther but is too ashamed to admit that she enjoyed oppenheimer more

nikaidou: rented a whole projection room for himself and elizabeth bc the cinema wouldn't allow dogs, invited his buddies to see both but most of them only showed up for oppenheimer (i feel like most of us often forget that the majority of characters are 30+ yo men)

shimada: was the only one to show up for both barbie and oppenheimer, even bought a pink tie for the occasion, what a king

shigeta: kicked out of barbie for clapping too loud at every "misandrist" joke, went to see oppenheimer for the bombs and stayed for the 15 min sex scene, 5 stars on letterbox for both movies

kyouko: bought a pink dress for the occasion, saw first barbie for social and political commentary, will probably pirate oppenheimer in a month or so also just for the sex scene

souya: oppenheimer only bc he's a big fan of cillian murphy; he forgot to ask the cinema employees for closed captions but he was too ashamed to walk out so he sat there for 2h 30m trying to figure out wtf was going on

if you wanna add some hcs feel free!!! I love hearing y'alls thoughts

#barbenheimer #march comes in like a lion #sangatsu no lion #3 gatsu no lion

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megamangx · 4 months

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SCP FOUNDATION-YULE MAN COMES

MIGHT jenkins was called to the site 19 command centre

aothers note read my other scp fics to know who might is

doctor eliet shaw saluted him "we have problem yule man is attacking the northern hemoid sphere witch is where englands is but also cold countrys and he is killing childrans and putting familys into presents but we can not stop him" doctor shaw shugged.

"get doctor gears and kane porto crow we need the best minds to have a round table tonight" might ordered and doctor shaw nod.

at the meeting the commanders had come in and doctor crow who was half dog "do you have plan to kill yule man" asked gears

Might nodded "have you heard of kevin mcclaster back in the 1980s he killed two men that broke into houses and even beat them up in new york he can take yule man down" might said and doctor crow got on the phone.

chapter 2 the mission

it was snow and windy as the scp helicopter came down and might and doctor crow where in there snow jackets "you think this guy still has what it takes" crow said in the bizzard "yes hes the best and hes ready to prove it" might said as kevin gotted out of the plane he was like 40 now with a lumber beard but also mustles becuse he worked out hard "so you want me to kill something INHUMAN HUH alright give me a house and a bed" he said

the scp task force 15 takened kevin to a house with two floors and rooms "this is the cameroon house we sent them on holdays so you will stay here we know yule man is targeting it" might said.

Kevin gotted into house and started to build traps over the next day while the yule man was at window watching in distance.

chapter 3 NIGHT OF TERROR

kevin was sleeping in house whiole might jenkins and the mobile task force where in garden shed watching cctv "this is it" might said.

yule man comed in though attach and creaked roofs "i am going to cut you up and turn your family into presents then make you work in my slave cave" the yule man said in a demonc voice crawling downstairs but then a chaingun turret opened fire hitting him real hard as he fell down staurs onto deadly lego "motherfuck i kill you" yule man said running on all 4s like cresture but kervin shot him with a shotgun then went into room as flamethwoer can opened on yule man setting it on fire "aghgaga you fired me!!!!!" he screamed now angery as he gotted his claws "come get some yo horses ass" kevin laugh and and the yule man runned into living room rolling all over painful tacs "HAAAH AGGG I FUCKING HATE TACS" he screamed in pain

the yule man chased kevin into the garden but then a machine throwed axes into his head and he screamed as might and the task force cam eout firing 100s of machine gun rounds of urieium bullets making yule man radation "agagagagagagagagaga" it screamed as they captured it.

chapter 4 end of yule man

Doctor shaw sent the yule man to the GOC who threwed him down a volcano killing the threat forever and everyone had a party because the keter was dealed with.

"kevin why not join us you could have your own mobile task force" doctor crow said but kevin walked into the sun set "i work alone doctor crow but it was nice working with you" and kevin left.

"damn he was good at what he did but still the work of the scp goes on" might said.

the end

#scp foundation #Elias Shaw #kain pathos crow #charles gears #fan fiction #megamangx #fanfic #scp #scp fandom #yule man

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lacangri21 · 2 years

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Yes All Moids playlist

1. UNITY by Queen Latifah

2. I Am Woman by Helen Reddy

3. Independent Women by Destiny’s Child

4. Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood

5. Ni Una Menos by Rebeca Lane

6. Nos Queremos Vivas by Rebeca Lane

7. Nasty by Janet Jackson

8. New Agenda by Janet Jackson

9. Antipatriarca by Ana Tijoux

10. La Cumbia Feminazi by Renee Goust

11. Voy by Femigangsta

12. Ni Encerradas Ni Con Miedos by Rebeca Lane

13. Este Cupero es Mio by Rebeca LAne

14. Siempre Viva by Rebeca Lane

15. Quiero Ser Libre by La Basu

16. La Calle es Nuestra by Movimiento Feminista Madrid

17. Can’t Hold Us Down by Christina Aguilera

18. A Machete Voy by Machete en Boca

19. Control by Janet Jackson

20. Fighter by Christina Aguilera

21. No Scrubs by TLC

22. Survivor by Destiny’s Child

23. Truth Hurts by Lizzo

24. Bichota by Karol G

25. Strength, Courage, & Wisdom by India Arie

26. Woman by Neneh Cherry

27. Django Jane by Janelle Monae

28. Cinderella by Play

29. What Have You Done for Me Lately by Janet Jackson

30. Pynk by Janelle Monae

31. Like a Girl by Lizzo

32. Boyshit by Madison Beer

33. Boys Ain’t Shit by Saygrace

34. You’ve Gotta Believe by The Pointer Sisters

35. Ladies First by Queen Latifah

36. I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor

37. Carry On by Martha Wash

38. I’m A Woman by Koko Taylor

39. The World Should Revolve Around Me by Little Jackie

40. Goddess Gang by Sa-Roc

41. Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around by Joan Baez

42. Dead Men Don’t Rape by 7 Year Bitch

43. Daisy by Ashnikko

44. Goodies by Ciara

45. Hit Em Up Style by Blu Cantrell

46. What About by Janet Jackson

47. Made for Now by Janet Jackson

48. Rata de Dos Patas by Paquita la del Barrio

49. No Body No Crime by Taylor Swift

50. Think by Lyn Collins

51. Hands Dirty by Delta Rae

52. Busy Boy by Chloe x Halle

53. Fuck the Industry by Solange

54. She Works Hard for the Money by Donna Summer

55. Love is Blind by Eve

56. Us by Ruby Ibarra

57. God is a Woman by Rett Madison

58. Hands Clean by Alanis Morissette

59. A Scary Time by Lynzy Lab

60. Ladies by Fiona Apple

61. Rebel Girl by Bikini Kill

62. Bust Your Windows by Jazmine Sullivan

63. All Men Are Pigs by Studio Killers

64. Woman by Kesha

65. Tipsy by Chloe x Halle

66. I Don’t Play That by La Toya Jackson

67. Girl by Destiny’s Child

68. Like a Boy by Ciara

69. If I Were a Boy by Beyonce

70. The March of the Women by Ethel Smyth

71. Can’t Kill the Spirit by Naomi Littlebear Moreno

72. Yo No Soy Esa Mujer by Paulina Rubio

73. The Rapist is You by Las Tesis

74. Reclaim These Streets by Loud Women

#masterpost #feminism

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sillyvisioncorner · 1 year

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Top 100 Songs Of The Year

1. Find The Keys (Remastered) by The Stupendium

2. Bones by Imagine Dragons

3. A Good Song Never Dies by Saint Motel

4. Eleven Sings A Song (Part 3) by Aaron Fraser Nash

5. Candy Store - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

6. All Eyes On Me by OR3O

7. Moving Up In The World by DAGames

8. Brutal by Olivia Rodrigo

9. Dead Girl Walking (Reprise) - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

10. Build Our Machine (Trio Mashup) by DAGames

11. Enemy (Cover) by Annapantsu

12. Enemy (No Rap/Radio Cut) by Imagine Dragons

13. Devil's Price by Poor Man's Poison

14. Mr Bones by Kroh

15. Cipher by LEMMiNO

16. Teens - Stranger Things s4 Ost

17. California Dreamin' by The Beach Boys

18. Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush

19. The Devil's Swing (Mashup) by Fandroid

20. Welcome Home (Cover) by Cami-Cat

21. A Little Messed Up (TechnoBlade Animatic) by June

22. Stranger Things s3 Recap Song by Aaron Fraser Nash

23. Ready To - BNA (Brand New Animal)

24. Should I Stay Or Should I Go by The Clash

25. Rewired by Gabbie Hanna

26. Brothers In Arms (Cover) by OR3O

27. Feed The Machine by Poor Man's Poison

28. Cells No More by The Stupendium

29. Voices by Derivakat

30. Devil's Train by The Lab Rats

31. Shut Eye (Slowed) by Steeling Sheep

32. Kids (Slowed) - Stranger Things s1 Ost

33. Ballroom Blitz by The Struts

34. Art Of Darkness by The Stupendium

35. Blood And Ink by NateWantsToBattle/ Give Heart Records

36. Meant To Be Yours - Heather's The Musical (Original West End Cast)

37. Beautiful - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

38. Dead Girl Walking - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

39. Smells Like Teen Spirt by Nirvana

40. Monster by Imagine Dragons

41. Get Jinxed - League Of Legends

42. This Is Love by Air Traffic Controller

43. Ashite Ashite by Kikuo

44. Give And Take by Poor Man's Poision

45. Freeze Your Brain - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

46. A Pizza The Action by The Stupendium

47. Desolate Hallway by Advocate Music

48. Cell Block Tango (Edit) - Chicago (2002)

49. I Say No - Heather's The Musical (Original West End Cast)

50. Here Comes Vi/Get Jinxed (Mashup) - League Of Legends

51. Trouble by Gabbie Hanna

52. Thank God I'm Not You by Himalayas

53. You Give Love A Bad Name (Nightcore) by Bon Jovi

54. Teen Idle (Animatic) by MARINA

55. Gospel Of Dismay (Cover) by OR3O

56. Cherry Bomb by Joan Jett and The BlackHearts

57. Revived by Derivakat

58. No One Escapes by Catherine Kelly

59. Cabinet Man by Lemon Demon

60. Why Did I Say Okie Doki? by The Stupendium

61. Kids (Ain't Alright) by Grace Mitchell

62. Max Sings A Song (Part 3) by Aaron Fraser Nash

63. Typical Me by Kroh

64. Spend The Night by TryHardNinja

65. Bendy Beats by Kyle Allen Music

66. Burn by Fishy Mom

67. Bendy's Tale by OR3O

68. Candle Queen by GHOST

69. Orphan Tears (Edit) by Your Favourite Martian

70. Glitter And Gold by Barns Courtney

71. CopyCat (Mashup) by Circus-P

72. The Fine Print by The Stupendium

73. Why Did I Say Okie Doki (Cover) by K.C

74. Detroit Rock City by KISS

75. Playground By Bea Miller

76. Little Talks by Of Monsters And Men

77. 1985 by Bo BurnHam

78. Total Insecurity by Rockit Gaming

79. Sharks by Imagine Dragons

80. Tangled Up by Caro Emarald

81. Seventeen - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

82. Hayloft 1/2 by Mother Mother

83. Everybody Loves Me by One Republic

84. Sunglasses At Night by Corey Hart

85. Yo Girl - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

86. Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos

87. One Of My Kind by CeCe And The Dark Hearts

88. Its Spreading by Dawko

89. Face Reality by Victor McKnight

90. 2econd, 2ight, 2eer (That Was Fun GoodBye) by Will Wood

91. Apex Predator - Mean Girls The Musical

92. DAGames Official Founders Pack

93. A Cautionary Tale - Mean Girls The Musical

94. Dead Girl Walking - Heather's The Musical (Original West End Cast)

95. House Of Memories by Panic! At The Disco

96. Sic Semper Tyrannis by Creamay

97. Always Wanted by MiatriSs

98. Burning Pile by Mother Mother

99. Fight For Me - Heather's The Musical (Off Broadway Cast)

100. Casino Royale by DerivaKat

#my blog #music #my music #heathers the musical #mean girls musical #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #batdr #batim #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #dream smp #stranger things #heathers

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brattylikestoeat · 2 years

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Lost the ages of men you have messed with.

I think you mean list? And is this yo way of asking my body count.

Jason 41 and I was 18

M 50ish and I was 19

Hawaii big dick 30ish I was 19

Hawaii couple 40s I was 19

Jason LSU I was 20

Jason MCU I was 20

Chez 33 ( we dated for years)

Donald 50s

TG 40s

Dominican Guy late 30s

I’m missing like 3. One being a younger guy who I tried to convince myself I liked younger men. He was 20/21 and I was the same age.

#ask #I tend to stick with one guy just cause it’s easier #and just cause we went on a date doesn’t mean we fucked #me and 6’7 haven’t fucked but he mid to late 30s

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War Chronicles (reposted from Twitter)

Just thought I'd repost it here for posterity.

Day 1: There are bad mornings and then there's waking up to sirens because Russia invaded at 5 AM.

Day 2: Was woken up by sirens and had to hang out in the shelter, which is just an ancient basement. The capital is under siege. I've no idea what happens next.

I've left Kiev and staying at my sister's in the country where it's safer.

Day 4: We're all fine and optimistic. The Russians haven't managed to take any major cities and suffer heavy losses. They expected an easy win so they're in for a big disappointment. They're demoralized and running out of fuel and ammo. Shouldn't be long.

Day 7 of war. I'm fine, except I got sick, possibly with Covid. Spent a few days lying down but I'm better now. We're holding on well and it's nice the whole world applauds our resilience but we still very much need foreign assistance to win.

Day 9: I'm feeling much better but there are others who are more sick. It's relatively quiet here but the cities are still being bombed. There's no time to worry. We also make short informational videos and post them online to try to get through to Russians.

Day 10: We're mostly recovered but yesterday the water pump broke so we had to bring it from the well. The men finally managed to fix it now and I had a very luxurious shower. It's starting to feel like a new normal.

Day 14… I think… Time has somewhat lost its meaning now. Doing fine overall but the exhaustion is taking its toll. Normal life seems so distant, like a blissful dream.

Day 18: It's actually pretty hard to get depressed when you have a 6-year old who randomly leans in to you and whispers to your ear "karapupskin!!!" [s]

Day 19: The village I'm staying at is actually a great archeological site of one of the world's oldest civilizations. Right now many museum artefacts that are like 6,000 years old, books and documents are just lying randomly in the basement. [s]

We didn't go there for the artifacts though. We went to help the local women knit some military camouflage nets. I don't know if they will be any good but it felt good to be a part of this.[s]

Day 20: There's hope that war ends within a week or two since Russian forces have exhausted their resources, losing about a 1/3 of its army already. But each day is innocent lives lost.

The 6-year old loves to read and she reads everything she sees. You have to be careful though coz today she came over to me and bagan to read the headline on the monitor "As of today, 97 children have died in the war" I manged to scroll the page just in time.

The little one doesn't really seem to realize what is going on. Or so we thought. Today she hid from me and told me she teleported to Kiev. When I asked her what she was doing there, she said she killed all the tanks there so we can now go home.

Day 24: I feel more angry and upset than I ever was since the start of war. Our troops miraculously pushed the Russians away form the cities but we can't stop the planes and missiles. Our cites are being leveled. Burned to the ground. People are dying.

The West promised us help but they mostly sent old useless stuff. We badly need aircraft and anti-missile systems to fight back. The West won't give us any or only agrees to give it in exchange for something better. What's the use of NATO and UN if they just stand by and watch?

Day 31: It seems like Russian lost hope of capturing Kiev and focused on the East instead. Maryana (6 yo) with her family left for Kiev today but I decided to stay for longer and make sure it's safe.

Day 38: After 5 weeks in the country, I finally came home today. Hopefully, to stay. It's not 100% safe yet, but nowhere is right now. The road was long and every mile was secured with anti-tank "hedgehogs" and stoic men from the volunteer militias.

Day 40: The Northern front, including Kiev region, has been liberated. It brought relief but also immense pain at the horrors found there. Many people wonder how Hitler and his people managed to commit all the atrocities. This is how.

It's good waking up in your own bed. You can lie in bed for some time and pretend that everything was but a terrible dream.

Day 41: The first few days back home were a nervous wreck but turns out you can get used to things very quickly, even things like sirens several times a day, iron anti-tank hedgehogs outside your window, military men and women everywhere. It's all fine when you know you are 99% safe.

Day 49: The war is stalling but that's somehow even worse as the news all deal with the horrors found in liberated towns. Every day a new mass grave discovered, often just miles from here. Grief is a life state now. I knew humanity can get ugly but never so close to home.

Day 51: The infamous battle ship finally went where it was directed but it got them really pissed off, so we went from 1 siren a day back to 5. Whatever. The embassies who fled before the war even started are coming back and the "hedgehogs" beneath my window are gone.

Day 53: I'm not a military expert and I've never been patriotic, but with the stuff our army's pulling in the past 7 weeks, I'd expect NATO to beg us to enter. Especially considering they expected us to fail within days.

Day 62: Descended into the vault the other day. In the month we've been away, it hasn't changed much. The only additions were a lightbulb and crates with gas masks from I assume the WWII? Hopefully, we won't need them any more. [s]

Day 64: The situation is stable. Battles continue but we're holding our ground. The next few weeks will be decisive. All I hope for is that the besieged civilians will get evacuated, our army will handle the rest.

Spent over 2 hours bracing ourselves from the threat of air strikes. Two explosions were heard, several blocks away. Talk about a ruined evening.

Day 65: Wait, US… you can't give us 1 fighter jet but Taliban gets 78? That's lovely. [s]

Haven't listened to NEWS in weeks. Though uplifting songs is their thing, they're the "you can pass this test!" songs, not "you can survive this genocide!" type.

Day 71: After a few quiet days, it's now sirens for hours a day. The Russians target the railroads and supply lines and try to delay the delivery of the weapons from the West.

I tend to forget the pandemic is still going on. You see, here in Ukraine it ended on February 24. No more masks and mandates. Not a word of it. Thanks, Russia.

Day 73: Russia is poised to celebrate Victory Day so it could announce war and mobilization, claim the territory it already captured, attack Moldova, … idk nuke something? It's the world's shittiest lottery and I'm not sticking around to see the grand reveal.

Day 77: Nothing apocalyptic happened on May 9. It's almost disappointing, really. In the country, with all the bloom and without even the sirens, you tend to forget there's a war going on and it feels wrong. So I'm back home again.

Day 80: They say it's now a war of attrition. At best, we'll be able to counter-attack effectively in a month and it might take months more to reclaim our territory. The city is fairly safe but people still die from missiles once in a while. And I thought life was strange before.

The girl I was teaching Japanese before the war has become a refugee in France. Now I'm teaching her French.

Day 84: I had a dream where I was sitting on a bench with my mother at night, in an unfamiliar town, when missiles started falling right before our eyes, spreading fire, getting closer to us. We didn't run, there was no point. I prepared to die. They never reached us.

Day 87: Today is my birthday and the first to greet me today were Russian missiles announced by sirens. Thankfully, they were greeted in turn by Ukrainian air defence systems.

Day 90: It's been 3 months and the martial law has been extended to another 3 months. It's unlikely to end by then but… We just hope that 3 months from now, the war map will be a very different picture.

Day 92: The following month will be brutal, they say. The landlease will give us weapons but it can take a month or more for it to get here and another few weeks to get the training. Until then, it will just be more death and destruction every day without much gains.

Day 94: At least 30k Russian soldiers lost their lives trying to conquer my land. How many more?

Day 95: Today is City Day, the annual Kyiv festival. I totally forgot about it and I never really loved my city - it's messy and ugly. But today I'm just happy the city still stands.

"They are worse than the Nazis" is not a phrase you expect to hear from multiple elderly people, well, ever.

Day 101: at this point half my mind wants to forget about everything and pretend it's business as usual and the other half feels really guilty about that.

I wouldn't say interactions between people have changed much but these days when you make a deal at online shops, many wish you "a peaceful sky". And it's more than a pleasantry.

Day 102: Just when we started to feel safe, thinking the city's defence systems can hold any strike, 5 missiles crashed over the city. They were sent from the fucking Caspian sea, some 1,5-2k km away. No casualties, but then I think it was just a power move.

Day 106: I can recognize the voices of various military analysts mom is watching in the next room by now and I wish I didn't.

Day 111: Relatives in Russia say "Hope it ends soon." They don't get it. It never ends. Even if by some miracle the West gives us enough weapons and we push back, it won't end. This is just the beginning and there's no escape from it.

Day 112: If you listen to foreign politicians, you'd think we're getting a fuckton of weapons but we're not. It's just talk, stalling, more talk and more stalling. And here we're losing our best day after day.

Day 121: Yesterday we were granted EU candidate status. It's great news though right now it's hard to feel joy and gravity of the moment.

Day 122: "The Russians kept me up all night" got a whole new meaning lately. 48 fucking rockets...

Day 123: Woke up at about 6.30 from the swishing sound followed by explosion, 3 more followed. Today we met Russian "Caliber" missiles.

Day 134: After about 5 quiet days, 3 nights of terror. It's the world's shittiest lottery - every time it's over you're glad it didn't hit your city but wonder if someone died somewhere else.

One of the nation's favourite shows now is "interviews with Russian soldier captives". It's simply amazing how out of 200+ men, not one shot or shelled anyone. Every single one of them is a confused innocent bystander. It's tragic, really.

Day 141: Some days you can phase off the war, shield yourself and try to find some good. And days like today you can't. You just hurt, wondering how much longer? When will you wake up and not see reports of how many babies died from the shelling. When does this nightmare end?

Day 150: Poor UN leaders so proud of their historic deal, a diplomatic triumph. We knew better.

Day 155: Three alarms this morning, back to back, and one more at noon. The explosions were outside the city but I still heard them. A charming midsummer morning.

At night I try to escape to the world of adventure and magic and then I wake up to the world of destruction, murder, rape and torture.

Day 167: They really need to stop smoking near the air bases. Bad for tourism.

Day 181: Two national holidays in a row, which is practically asking Russia to shell the fuck out of us. Surviving the day feels a little too literal.

Day 182: Today is Ukraine's Independence Day. It also marks 6 months of the war. Russia made sure to congratulate us with massive shelling. How considerate. Never cared about the holiday but today I'm just glad we exist.

We survived another day. Except those of us who didn't. Alarms went off all day long, in some cities up to 14 times. I am so exhausted I barely function, sleep-deprived and nauseous. But there's nothing to do but keep going.

Day 183: The day went by quietly. No wonder, shelling a large country all day must be exhausting. Scumbags need rest too.

Day 187: We're counter-atacking! We're actually counter-fucking attacking for real! Blessed be the day. There is hope yet.

Day 195: Over 50k Russian soldiers died in these lands and I fear there shall be a lot more.

Day 197: We're taking it back. South and East, village by village we're taking our land back. I haven't felt this joyful in a long time.

Day 214: There has been some terrific news and some terrible as well. But what is clear is that the end is nowhere to be seen and that terrifies me.

Day 229: Woke up to missiles hitting the city centre. We thought we were safe here but looks like that was an illusions. There are massive strikes all over the country, perhaps the biggest in the war. Power outages and deaths.

Day 230: Another 5-hour alarm but Kyiv wasn't hit. It's light compared to the 84 missiles yesterday. Street lights are out at night for safety and saving energy. Hopefully, we won't have to resort to mass power outages.

Day 236: Not a boring day goes by. I already knew what missiles sounds like. Now it's fucking Iranian kamikaze drones. For the record, it's kinda like a deranged landmower that shoots fireworks.

Day 237: The government says to prepare for the worst. The power outages could get severe. That could mean no light, no water and no heating. Not to mention the internet. And here I thought it was bad.

I just want to skip to the part where Netflix makes a drama series about the war and foreign artists come here to make pretentious grungy videos.

Day 241: More massive strikes. Millions of people are left without power. I almost feel bad I haven't had any blackouts in recent days.

Day 250: Monday mornings are seldom pleasant but lately they became massive shelling days. Ukraine needs no Halloween. It's fucking scary every day.

Never thought I'd feel so privileged to have power and water and internet to keep my low-paying job. Though things can get worse any moment.

80% of people in the capital are without water, and many without power. Fuck this shit.

Day 252: You have to condition yourself to not mind the explosions without prior alarms. They are probably just planned detonations of the unexploded rockets. Probably.

Day 253: There's just one thing that is certain: no matter how bad things are, they can always get worse. Today a pipe broke in mother's bedroom, we were ankle deep in water. Spent 1,5 scooping in out with pans. Everything's wet now. Still, it could be worse.

Running around the apartment ankle deep in warm water is the closest thing I got to a holiday this year.

Day 257: Every day is a weird day these days. You think what to get for dinner but also what to do if the city's power grid is destroyed entirely.

Day 262: It started out as a lovely day. Now, alarms and more missiles on the way. And it was pretty expected. They wouldn't just let Kherson slide.

Day 265: One of the worst days of the war so far. The biggest shelling yet. 90 missiles and 10 drones. It was terrifying. And thing are gonna get even tougher. Electricity has become a privilege, not a given.

Day 269: It's been nearly 9 months and I'm the most anxious I've been. The constant stress pushed down the mental and physical health. And it's only bound to get worse. I still have power and heating but it could be gone any day and the winter hasn't even started…

Day 274: Another massive shelling yesterday left me without power for over 24h and partly without water. It seems the energy infrastructure is hanging by a thread and so does my health and sanity. Don't know how much more damage I can sustain. But what do you do?

It's weird living in power saving mode. Half the time half the city doesn't work. You make your way outside, trying not to break your neck in the dark in the snow only to find shops, pharmacies and post offices closed or semi-functioning.

Day 294: Woke up at 6.30 AM from a massive explosion close to us. It went on for 3 hours. Fucking drones. Thankfully, it seems like they're just debris and nobody died. Another lovely morning in town.

Day 296: Woke up to sirens and no power. Another 4 hours of massive shelling. Now there's no heating too. But it's not too bad. Kharkiv's infrastructure is basically destroyed. And I thought the week was going bad before…

Day 297: Another country-wide alarm. This time is was just cheap intimidation. Actually, very expensive intimidation. But you start to forget what peaceful mornings feel like.

Day 299: Waking up to explosions is really starting to get old.

Social anxiety is such a luxury. I used to have the "making a phonecall" kind once. Now it's mostly "I wonder if I'll get murdered in my bed by an Iranian drone" kind.

Day 300: 12 hours without power. Had a feeling my luck would run out eventually. And it can still get worse.

Day 301: I quit my job. It was a long time coming and felt natural, especially since the total blackout the next day. It was not sustainable among other things. Things keep getting harder but at least I won't have to worry about that anymore. Sure not gonna miss it. Can't decide what I hated writing more: Economist-worthy texts for $1.5 a piece or texts about Taylor Swift's cats while hearing explosions outside.

Day 302: It's Winter Solstice. I don't care about Christmas but this day is worth celebrating. It means we have survived the darkest day of the year.

Day 303: There are already over 100k dead Russians in the war. What a waste of lives. Meanwhile, we're bracing for another massive strike. Christmas seems like a fitting time for it.

Just learned that the Kyiv Trolleybus network is the largest in the world. Or was. The city decided to suspend it for now, along with the trams, to save power.

The city is crippled. My post office had power for just few hours in days so they couldn't do much. My local mini-market was cast in darkness, with confused employees escorting you with flashlights. Some shops have generators but only for light, not freezers. Normalcy is gone.

Day 305: Tried to get myself into a somewhat Christmassy mood but the sound of sirens drown my merry music.

This isn't the worst war the humanity has seen but it's the most public one yet. There has never been so much destruction and death so well documented. On the one hand, it's a good thing, but on the other, it makes it so much more painful to live through.

Day 309: Another waking up at 5 am to alarms. A generous 69 missiles from Russia. Most shot down but we heard probably the loudest explosion yet, even if not the most violent.

Day 311 (Dec 31): Generosity is giving when you have little left. Thanks, Russia, for your precious missiles. We appreciate the gesture.

Today there isn't much to celebrate and much to mourn. At least we survived another year. I don't expect 2023 to be good. I just hope it's a little less terrible. Happy New Year, world! I wish for you to never go through what we are facing every day.

Day 312: 32 drones over Kyiv. All shot down. Fuck Santa. Hail the military, utility workers, medics and rescue teams.

Day 320: Just when it seems like things might be getting better, a new enemy appears - a debilitating chronic condition that you thought long defeated. Have fun getting your body to function.

2022 was absolute horrible. And yet, somehow not the worst year of my life. There's no hell like the one that opens up inside of you.

Day 325: It's been quiet for over a week now but guess they made some more of those big blasty thingies because the day has not been fun so far.

Day 335: The past 2 weeks have been mostly quiet but there's no peace of mind whatsoever. I'm trying hard to recover and brace for things ahead but wounds don't heal, they fester.

Day 358: Got a little freaked out looking out the window tonight. It took a few seconds to comprehend what was off. Instead of the usual gaping darkness, the street is now lit. It feels too bright almost.

Got too cocky, I guess. At night 36 missiles were launched and now we have no water, none. We can't have good things. Oh, there goes another one.

Day 359: Trams and trolleys are back! The city is coming back to life again. But so are the shellings.

Day 362: People in the street were complaining about all the city centre being restricted. Turns out it's Joe coming to visit.

Day 366: It's been a year. I remember waking up to sirens but nothing else of that day. I only hope this anniversary is first and last.

#ukraine war #russia ukraine war #war on ukraine

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iwishiwereacartoon · 1 year

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I posted 7,553 times in 2022

That's 5,112 more posts than 2021!

166 posts created (2%)

7,387 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@elytrians

@astronomical-bagel

@ashstfu

@imthemuthafuckingcricket

I tagged 798 of my posts in 2022

#mine - 117 posts

#<3 - 105 posts

#this - 60 posts

#dark academia - 38 posts

#art - 34 posts

#chaotic academia - 33 posts

#academia - 31 posts

#! - 24 posts

#poetry - 19 posts

#lmao - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i took this joke to heart because it just sucks to not be able to do shit without some privileged guy threatening and eventually killing yo

My Top Posts in 2022:

MY FAVOURITE WEBTOONS

It's kind of a funny story: the art style is amazing, so cute and comforting and the character design in impecable, perfect

DATEMATE: enbys falling in love, diversity in body types, diversity in relationships, people supporting each other in various ways, having a support net, it's all so comforting

(both of these queer storys' characters' issues have nothing to do with being queer which is refreshing/

Heartstopper: need I explain at all? (if you don't like it leave me alone)

Lore Olympus: THE ART STYLE !!!!!!! THE CHARACTER DESIGN !!!!!!! BIG PERSEPHONE !!!!!! BEAUTIFUL BODY SHAPES !!!!!! stop you're killing me

MY FAVOURITE COMICS THAT'S NOT ON WEBTOON:

I Love This Part: Tillie Walden's got me on the floor, the drawing style is simple but INCREDIBLE, giant sapphic girls !!!! it made me cry, I loved it

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When Emily Brontë said "whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same" and when Madeline Miller said "He's half of my soul as the poet's say"

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Ok, I understand the future au Patroclus being a doctor, but also, I think that Patroclus got into medicine mostly because it was the only other option he had other than war and fighting and stuff, so imagine Patroclus finding out there's a whole field of study that focuses in international relationships or smth, so countries get along, or something like that idk, let's just use our imaginations

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I'm obsessed with women that don't dress up their pain to be beautiful, and that don't polish their feelings to be consumed, but let them be rough and horrendous and genuine. I'm just so obsessed with how different the portrayal of depth is by women, how incredibly deep and thin it feels, not really to be seen, but to see women be a mess that adds nothing to the aesthetic of cleansness that has been assigned to women. To be ugly and dirty in their feelings and have moss grow in what they let sit on their minds. I'm obsessed with that Sylvia Plath quote about the ugly words pouring from our soul and Mitski and Venetta Octavia saying "I can be girl and woman and claws with teeth" and Fleabag and Ladybird and with myself as I see them and finally have a depthness to myself that feels more fitting than the one I've seen in movies about men and how complex "humans" are when they're just presenting a masculine perspective of how it truly feels like to be human, which was one of my favorite narratives until I found women expressing their own perspective and their own humanity which reflected to my own.

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My #1 post of 2022

my thoughts on the Ryan Reynolds account is that no one should follow him so he earns his follows by posting his deranged thoughts, quotes, gifs, fandom incorrect quotes, or never blocking the bots like everyone else in here.

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#year in review 2022 #i can't believe my n. 1 post was about Ryan Reynolds LMAO #anyways

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I got tickets to see the Sunny podcast when they come to town because I haven't done jack shit in 3 years between covid and surgery I will watch three 40 yo men as treat

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February 2024 FEH Refine Theroycraft

YO! Bernie and Rinka! In the same month! Yes please! Also, we got 2 remixes, 2 pegasus knights, and Ashnard.

Triandra: Nightmare

Lvl. 40 5 ☆ 38/37/38/16/22 Max Invest: 47/46/47/24/30

Flower of Sorrow: Grants Atk+3. Inflicts Def/Res-4 on any foe in a cardinal direction from unit during that foe's combat.

Frightful Dream (II) - Atk/Spd Push 4 - Aerobatics 3 / Fire Storm Dance 3 - Spd/Res Rein 3

Frightful Dream II: Grants another action to target ally. Inflicts Atk/Spd/Def/Res-5, [Guard] and [Discord] on foes in cardinal directions of unit and target through their next actions. (Cannot target an ally with Sing or Dance. This skill treated as Sing or Dance.)

Nightmare! Triandra is the last of the fairies, and it's remarkable that her remix gives her the same new Fire Storm Dance skill she introduced in the spring banner last year (and Bernie was on that banner too, huh).

Flower of Sorrow: Grants Atk+3. Inflict Def/Res-4 on any foes within 3 columns and 3 rows centered on unit during that foe's combat. At the start of combat, if foe initiates combat or if foe’s HP >75%, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res+4 to unit during combat.

At start of combat, if unit's HP ≥ 25%, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res+4 to unit and unit makes a guaranteed follow-up attack during combat, and also, after combat, if unit attacked, deal 7 damage and inflicts 【Exposure】 on target and foes within 2 space of target.

So, I didn't go with anything to different from the other fairies. She is all about dealing increased damage to the foe's and [Exposure] is just the penalty for that. Shame it wasn't on Plumaria for the double entendre but whatever.

Reginn: Bearing Hope

Lvl. 40 5 ☆ 38/36/40/30/24 Max Invest: 47/45/49/38/32

Lyngheiðr: Grants Spd+3. Enables【Canto (3)】during turns 1 through 4. If unit initiates combat, grants Atk/Spd+6 during combat and reduces damage from foe's first attack by 30%.

Seiðr Shell (II) - Swift Sparrow 3 - Lull Spd/Def 3 - Panic Smoke 4

Seiðr Shell: At the start of turn 1 and start of turn 4, grants Special cooldown count-3 to unit. Boosts damage by 20, calculates damage using the lower of foe's Def or Res.

I never would have thought that Fire Emblem would get mecha centaurs but this is our reality. Reginn is a real get in, nuke a guy, and get out, kind of gal. Her special lets her do that, but only once. It was remixed to now precharge itself on the 4th turn now, so you can nuke again, but you hopefully want the match in Aether Raids to be over by that turn or earlier. Plus, it makes you want to attack with her before the 4th turn to benefit from it. Not to mention, no DR piercing. Well, I got the refine for you.

Lyngheiðr: Grants Spd+3. During turns 1 through 4, enables【Canto (3)】, otherwise enable 【Canto (2)】. If unit initiates combat or is within 2 tile radius of an ally, grants Atk/Spd+6 during combat and reduces damage from foe's first attack by 40% ("first attack" normally means only the first strike; for effects that grant "unit attacks twice," it means the first and second strikes).

Pause for a sec. So it is funny that on the 5th turn, she also loses [Canto (3)]. I made it so she can at least [Canto (2)], work with reserved power, to make her more mobile. In addition, she got the full deluxe DR on first hit.

At the start of turn 1 through 4, if unit is within 3 spaces of an ally, grant “unit can move 1 extra space (does not stack)” and “unit cannot be slowed by terrain (does not apply to impassable terrain)” to unit for 1 turn. At the start of combat, if unit's HP ≥ 25%, grants Atk/Spd+6 during combat, deal damage equal to X% of unit Spd (X = 10 + the number of spaces moved x 5, max 30), and restores 7 HP to unit after combat.

Oh lordstar, she zooming! Not only is she nuking, she's nuking from miles away. With Movement+1 and Unhindered Movement, she will be more threating to defense teams that rely of trenches and distance to keep backline men from being attacked (rangers still do better at that, so wait till her New Years version gets refined). Not to mention, she damage is increased by the amount of tiles moved. She will normally deal 15-20% of her Spd, but in the opening turn, when she zooms in, it's 30% of her Spd. So 40+3+7=50 x 30% = 15 + 20 from her special and that's 35 True damage on first hit, and another 15 on her follow-up. That's alot of damage, but . . . still no DR Piercing? Yep. Instead, I gave her 7 HP restored after combat for her to live to nuke another day. This is a F2P mythic. What she lacks in nuke-counter measures, she makes up for in supportive zooming. Remember, she comes with Panic Smoke 4 now, so she's picking of the most vulnerable foe, to apply Panic to all her foes. With the right skills, like Surge Sparrow or Flame Sparrow, or a Flow skill, she can be better. But with this, she has a unique role as a supportive cav, like what most people want their mythic to be.

Caeda: Princess of Talys

Lvl. 40 5 ☆ 36/33/42/25/30 Max Invest: 46/43/52/34/40

Feather Sword: Grants Atk+3. Effective against sword, lance, axe, colorless bow, and armored foes. If foe initiates combat and is armored or uses sword, lance, axe, or colorless bow, or if unit's HP ≤ 75%, unit can counterattack before foe's first attack.

Distant Counter - Belief in Love - Joint Hone Atk

Belief in Love - If foe initiates combat or if foe's HP = 100% at start of combat, inflicts Atk/Def-5 on foe during combat.

Mini! Caeda, last of the minis from the first mini banner, has a very unique weapon that's both effective against and can automaticly Vantage sword, lance, axe, colorless bow, and armored foes. Her perf skill however, is bad. Fliers don't have access to Lull Atk/Def, and this could have been it. It may be better that Pegasus Flight 2, but that's just because it has an easier condition. Caeda actual has the Spd and Res to make Pegasus Flight 4 or Flow Feather 3 work, with proper investment. And if you have her fight enemies she is effective against, then yes, those skills are better than Belief in Love. Anyway, what should I put in her refine to make investing in a new B slot worth it?

Feather Sword: Grants Atk+3. Effective against sword, lance, axe, bows, and armored foes. At the start of combat, if foe initiates combat or foe's HP ≥75%, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res+4 on unit during combat. If foe initiates combat and is armored or uses sword, lance, axe, or bows, or if unit's HP ≤ 80%, unit can counterattack before foe's first attack.

I don't know why colorless bows are the only ones that she's effective against. It's as if green bows don't have an advantage against her, cause they do, all bows are effective. So yeah, just gave more weapons she beats, let's see Valentines!Chrom survive a Vantage attack - never mind- he totally did.

If unit initiates combat or is within 2 spaces of an ally, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res+4 to unit, inflicts penalty on foe's Atk/Spd/Def during combat = 15% of unit’s Spd stats at the start of combat (Max 8), neutralizes foe's bonuses, and neutralizes effects that guarantee foe's follow-up attacks and prevent unit's follow-up attacks during combat.

She gets further debuffs to the foes' stats based on her Spd at the start of turn, that's kind of Pegasus Flight but it can stack with it, and And she neutralizes foe's bonuses cuz that's what should have been in her B slot, and she gets full NFU, so no Flow Skills unless the other effect is better. You can give her Atk/Def Near Trace now, or Pegasus Flight 4, or a Chill skill, or Aerial Maneuvers. You have options.

Bernadetta: Eternal Loner

Effective against flying foes. Grants Atk+3. At start of turn, if unit’s HP = 100% and unit is within 2 spaces of an ally, deals 1 damage to unit and allies within 2 spaces of unit. At start of combat, if [Penalty] is active on unit or if unit’s HP < 100%, grants Atk/Spd+5 during combat, and if unit initiates combat, unit can make a follow-up attack before foe can counterattack.

Enable [Canto (1)] Accelerates Special trigger (cooldown count-1). If unit initiates combat or within a 2 tile radius of an ally, grants Atk/Spd+5 during combat and neutralizes effects that prevent unit’s follow-up attacks during combat, and also, if unit’s Spd > foe’s Spd, neutralizes effects that inflict “Special cooldown charge -X” on unit during combat.

Here's our winner of CYL8 everyone. This maybe close to what Brave Bernadetta gets, but with Emblem Marth bringing additional third follow-up, I expect Bernie will have this in some way to mirror her crest power.

Rinkah: Scion of Flame

Rinkah’s Club: Accelerates Special trigger (cooldown count-1). At start of combat, if foe initiates combat, if unit’s HP ≤ 99%, or if foe’s HP = 100%, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res+5, reduces damage from foe’s attacks by 20% of unit’s Def (excluding area-of-effect Specials), Special cooldown charge +1 per attack during combat.

If foe initiates combat or foe’s HP ≥ 75%, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res+5 to unit during combat, and also, if unit’s max Special cooldown count value ≥ 2 and unit’s attack can trigger unit’s Special, when unit’s Special triggers (excluding area-of-effect Specials), neutralizes “reduces damage by X%” effects from non-Special skills and calculates that attack’s damage using the lower of foe’s Def or Res.

*Insert picture of Spongebob licking Rinkah’s abs again*

Fiora: Airborne Warrior

Ilia Lance: If foe initiates combat or foe’s HP > 75%, grants Atk/Spd/Def/Res +4 to unit and inflicts Special cooldown charge -1 on foe per attack during combat. (Only highest value applied. Does not stack.)

At the start of combat, if unit’s HP ≥ 25%, grant Atk/Spd/Def/Res+4 to unit during combat, and also, if unit’s Spd + Res > foe’s Spd + Res, increase damage by 15% of unit’s Spd and reduce foe’s damage by 15% of unit’s Res.

I'mma be real, I forgot who this was, and what I made for her. Looks like it's just Pegasus Flight/Flow Feather, just without the follow-up stuff. Throw in NFU or Canto somewhere in there.

Ashnard: Mad King

Neutralizes “effective against flying” bonuses. Grants Def+3. Inflicts Atk/Def-5 on foes within 3 spaces during combat. At start of enemy phase, inflicts [Guard] on foes within 3 spaces of unit.

At the start of combat, if unit’s HP > 50% or [Penalty] is active on unit, grant Atk/Spd/Def/Res+X (X = 4 + current penalty on each of unit’s stats × 2. (Example: if unit has -7 penalty to Atk, grants Atk+14, for a net bonus of Atk+7. Calculates each stat bonus independently.), unit makes a guaranteed follow-up attack, and restore 7 HP to unit after combat.

You know what, we can make this a Rein Guard skill now. Veyle is better at this though. The rest is fine.

And that will do it. Now if you excuse me, I have more Genshin Impact to play. Hey, would any of you want some theorycrafts for that game, like character "refines", new weapons or artifacts, or an original character? (Pic below is here so maybe you respond to the above question)

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