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fungi-included · 2 years
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it was a sweet strawberry smell
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thunderboltfire · 3 months
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Should I add communicative Symkarian to my CV, or something?
(Actually, what they speak in the game is Hungarian with Russian accent, but Hungarian nonetheless.) Long story short: using an actual natural language as a stand-in for a fictional one is a generally acceptable move. However, I rarely if ever see it used in settings as closely mimicking the real world and with so little in-world sense.
Somewhat baffled at this move, I embarked on a wiki to learn something more on why Symkarian is apparently Hungarian, and... Not getting into details, Symkaria as a whole seems to be a worldbuilding dumpster fire that somehow manages to be an alt-hist Hungary lookalike with a fake mustache AND be your run-of-the-mill mini-Russia at the same time. What can I say, hip hip hurray for nuanced (fictional) Eastern European representation.
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idkanameatall · 9 months
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Having those devil-ish thoughts again (considering buying a Sims 4 pack)
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oatbugs · 1 year
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i missed a neuroscience lecture and apparently it was the hardest one of the module bc they packed like so much content into 1 lecture to the point where they set up an extra support session/tutorial thing just for this lecture and i haven't watched it and it's in a few mins and the professor was like i will engage all of you in this meeting :) please dont !!!
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rowdent · 2 years
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sometimes coping is rereading the fanfic where george leaves #him for wilbur bc he's bad at sex every day and that's ok. it's all part of healinh
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not-so-bored · 17 days
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I'm about to finish the Literature Revision planned for yesterday and I won't be behind for 90 minutes, and then it'll be a new day and I'll be late again
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ramblingsofadragon · 2 months
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Of course on the day I'm going to a concert I get an inflammation on my lower back. I'll have to stand for like six hours today you can't do this to me!!!
I fucking miss my commute when I had to walk three hours everyday combined or rollerskate for an hour. That was the shit and it did so much good for my health
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alixgracchus · 8 months
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crying over stressing out about my fic bc i don't want to be torn to shreds for not getting j*son right ✌️
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skullinahat · 1 year
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oh noooo...
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OH NOOO......
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monggay · 2 years
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god i wanna dress up like tim now !!
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sorcery-fight · 2 years
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just danced to a whole song. no more cardion for 57 months<3
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adunim · 2 years
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If you ever decided to sell your tarot deck I would throw all of my money at you respectfully
You're so sweet but its not even finished 😭😭😭😭
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xoxothatgirlx · 1 year
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Stranger things modern au hcs
-Max and Mike kick each other out of the party's gc constantly but El always adds them back
-Nancy is a pinterest girlie
-Steve and Robin have an ridicoulously long snapchat streak
-Karen is a facebook mom
-Billy makes those cringy y/n thirst povs on tiktok (yk the ones i'm talking abt)
-Dustin is a Minecraft Addict
-Murray is a redditor
-The party did the 'passing the phone to' trend and it went viral on tiktok
-Will is kinda popular on instagram for his art
-Joyce created a gc for everyone in case the ud shit starts again
-Argyle posts the most unhinged shit on tiktok and his videos had like 7 views everytime until one of them blew up and then he became super popular and even verified
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tojigasm · 1 year
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What about like Step!dad Jake w oblivious reader. So like she doesn’t realize that Jake is flirting w her until she hears him jerking off while calling her name (she thinks he’s hurt or something cause she’s innocent but walks in to see his hands wrapped around his cock)
IM DROOLING OVER THIS (I LIVE FOR UR WRITING)
I blame my mutuals for getting me into this... more specifically Kells and Eden because now I'm suffering from stepdad Jake brainrot
Tw: stepcest, daddy kink, pet names, teasing
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God he's sick on you. Obsessed with the way you're so painfully naive to his casual flirting and the way you walk around in your tiny little outfits around him; skirts that end just below the cusp of your ass and pretty pink crop tops that your perky nipples poke through. And jesus, he swears he's losing his mind.
Sometimes he thinks you're doing it on purpose, making your way down the stairs in a baby pink mini skirt and top, bows clipped into the thick of your hair. And Jake's immedielty calling you over from the kitchen, asking where you're headed so dressed up; and it's the way your eyes get all big and round, so blissfully unaware of the blood rushing to his cock, pressing a tent into the fabric of his pants.
Its when you saunter throughout the den, necklaces adorning the pretty blue of your soft skin, that he hisses a "fuck" under his breath.
He watches you bend over to pack your purse, palming the swell of his cock as your skirt rides over the plush of your ass, pretty pink panties on full display as your tail swishes back and forth, gently grazing the backs of your thighs.
With a groan, Jake makes his way over to you, pulling the tip of your skirt down, "Change your clothes," he scolds through clenched teeth.
immediately your cheeks flush with heat, "Oh, I-" you're too embarassed to speak, tripping over your words under his sharp gaze. "M'sorry, I-I didn't realize-"
"Walkin' around these tiny little skirts n'thongs," his voice is deep with strain, "Fuckin' ridicoulous." Shaking his head, he pulls you up by your braid to push you onto the couch.
you're jolted by the rush of it, blood rushes to your head as he pins you to the couch, scrambling over your words, "I don't-"
you're cut off by a large hand grabbing at your jaw, squeezing the plush of your cheeks. "Shut your fucking mouth, young lady," Jake seethes, pressing his free hand into the soft of your thigh, massaging the plush of it, pushing your legs open. "Don't act dumb, kid," he moves to cup your heat, palm slick against the soaked fabric of your thong.
immediately you grasp a hand around his wrist at your jaw, other around his forearm before he's scolding you, "Put your hands down."
retracting, you dig your hands into the cushions beneath you with a shaky whine. Pulling your bottom lip between your teeth, your eyes drift to the door, suddenly aware of just how open you are - legs spread in the middle of the den where your mother could come back from her outing at any minute. Jake doesn't miss the way you unknowingly clench your thighs around the thick of his hand between your legs, fabric of your thong wet against his fingers.
"What, y'worried someone's gonna walk in?" he teases, slipping his fingers under your dainty thong to sink into your soaked pussy. He smirks against the puffy lips of your cunt, moving to bite the inside of your thigh with his canine, "scared your mom's gonna see you gettin' your tiny little pussy fucked by your stepdad?" his finger curls along your gummy walls, petting at the spongey patch in you with strokes that send shivers down your thighs.
you nod, whimpering in his hold, drool spilling over your swollen lips, lifting your legs some to press your heels into the couch, "Daddy, please-!" you're choking on sobs, tears spilling over your cheeks as he scissors your cunny.
"Yeah, I know." you can hear the eyeroll in his voice, "Stop fuckin' whining. I'll give you what you want."
Jake kicks your feet apart enough to kneel between your thighs, hand dropping from your jaw to slip your legs over his shoulders. You go to grab at him, but he catches your wrists in one hand, pulling your arms to the side, "keep your hands to yourself." the warning in his voice is enough not to test his patience.
He watches you for a moment, gaging your reaction before he drops your wrists to the side, pushing you to lie back against the couch with his hand, "Let daddy take care of you."
Keeping a blue hand at your chest, massaging your breasts through the fabric of your top, he presses his mouth to the soaked lips of your cunt, inhaling the scent of you with a hiss.
"Hnghh," your breath hitches when the rough of his nose nudges the button of your clit, digging your hands into the cushion beneath you with a moan.
Clicking his tongue when your cunt pulses around his digit, Jake groans, "You're such a good girl." he kisses your clit, eyes jumping to the door teasingly before he's pulling back with a smirk.
"M'gonna tear you apart." meeting your eyes, he places your feet to the ground again, moving to sit one knee on the couch beside you, pulling your skirt up over your hips to expose your cunt. Sliding his hand between your thighs again, scissoring you open.
"Look at that," he hums, "Gonna let me in there, sweetheart?" his free hand still massaging into the fat of your breast, "Gonna let your stepdaddy fuck your little pussy?"
you can't help the way you moan at the vulgarity. head falling back to rest on the top of the couch, grabbing at the wrist of his hand at your chest when you cum, jaw dropping in a silent moan.
He laughs, watching your thighs shake under his hold, "Good girl," Jake leans down to kiss you, biting at your soft skin as you dwindle from your high.
And suddenly he's standing between your shaky legs, cupping his large hands under your thighs to press your knees into your chest, forcing you to slip down the couch some.
Squatting onto the couch above you, feet on either side of the plush of your ass, he's sinks into you with a groan.
"God, you're fuckin tight," Jake's brows furrow, thrusting in and out of you gently, resting a hand on the soft of your tummy when he bottoms out.
teary-eyed, you grasp on to his striped forearm with a sob, "Hnngh, ahh,"
Jake speeds up once you've relaxed some, cupping a hand behind your head, "good girl," he kisses you softly, pressing his forehead against yours.
your voice wavers, choking on the heat of it all - and it's almost too much; the stretch of his cock against your gummy walls, his thick hair tickling the soft of your hot cheeks, his hand behind your head as well as the one that pushes into the couch beside you.
Jake pants shakily above you, hissing a groaned "fuck," when he bottoms out again, "God, you're so pretty," he presses a kiss to your forehead and you squeal, "Daddy's pretty girl, huh, sweetheart."
"So deep, so deep," you chant, swollen lips parted in a silent moan, "fuck, daddy!" you cry, digging your nails into the blue of his ankle, "Haa...haa"
Jake drops a leg to the ground, hiking your legs over his shoulder with a heavy thrust. The girth of his cock stretches your heat so deliciously that you struggle to breathe, gasping through choked sobs and broken moans.
"M'gonna cum," Jake circles your clit gently, "Gonna let your step daddy cum in you, fill ya'up?"
It's all so fucking vulgar and God he wants to eat you alive. Wants to consume you and fill you and rip you apart all at the same time.
His swollen length stretching your soft walls isn't enough. The claim he has on you serves as merely nothing in his mind when you're beneath him, thighs spread and cunt stretching around the girth of him.
The way he can fucking feel your cunt throbbing when you cum around his cock is all too much.
The heat of him spilling into you pulls a sob from your plush lips and Jake's ears fall back in a hiss, cock still thrusting into your pussy as his seed spills down the soft of your ass.
"Jesus Christ," he chuckles through a hoarse pant, thrusting his cum deeper into you. He bottoms out once more, fat balls resting against your soft folds before he pulls out to stand over you.
still shaking, you bring your fingers down to scoop the cum that's spilled out of you back into your swollen pussy with a giggle.
Jake's cock throbs at the scene, bringing a hand to your jaw, he pulls you up to rest on your knees against the cushioned couch. Kissing you, he brings a hand down to cup your cunt, teeth grazing your bottom lip, "Who's pussy is this?"
you nearly melt at the heat of his words, shifting side to side on your knees in his hold, "S'yours, daddy."
"Go upstairs and clean yourself up and maybe daddy'll fuck you again later, how's that sound, kid?"
you nod at that excitedly and Jake smiles wamrly, "Yeah, thought you'd might like that." He pinches your thigh softly before realseing your jaaw.
Moving on shaky legs, you make your way off the couch and up the stairs to your room, Jake's eyes on you from his seat at the couch.
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sokindragonjou · 13 days
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DRAGON BALL X NICHIJOU CHAPTER 21 (Part B)
The winner of this ridicoulous showdown has been decided!!!!
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Thank you all for your kind response and support . This comic has been a passion project for a long time and i'm glad i can continue making sharing this obscure fanfiction with you all!
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Special shoutout to @leatherbelt1295 for helping with the script !
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And really a big thanks to every single one of you!!! ,,,
see you in the next comic!!!
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2ctheocean · 1 year
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So I just finished re-reading the hunger games trilogy and I feel the need to respond to the claim that "Katniss never wanted kids so she shouldn't have had them". That is factually incorrect. I'm all for female protags never having children, but to label Katniss that way is fundementally misunderstanding her trauma and the healing that has occured in her having children.
Children are not the only way to thrive. Obviously. You can be just as happy childless (if not more so) as someone with a house full of kids. But Katniss, despite her gruff, traumatized exterior, has always had a nurtuering side (as seen by any given interaction she has with anyone younger than 12). That's partially the Eldest Daughter Effect, sure. But there's no reason to suspect she wouldn't want kids in a world where it was safe to have them. We shouldn't make having kids the default option, but we can suspect she would want them based on how much she values family and her personality. If the world was safe.
But the world is not safe.
So, Katniss never allowed herself to want children.
She doesn't even think about allowing herself to want children. Instead, in Catching Fire, she instead imagines a world where Peeta's child could live and grow up safe. She does not picture herself as the mother, because A) She's planning to give her life for his in the arena and B)She knows the second she starts picturing that image, she will yearn for it. And then the capital will rip it away from her.
This is supported in the epilogue, where she describes her overwhelming fear that she will have her daughter ripped away from her when she feels her growing inside her.
For obvious reasons, she closed off the consideration for being a parent while she was very young. She spent so much or her childhood, even before the hunger games, being traumatized by the world. Not just by the yearly reaping and by watching the games, but by extreme hunger. Having children is almost a selfish decision in her eyes, because of the hellish life she's led. She doesn't want to put her children through that. So she takes the choice off the table and decides its not an option. She won't even risk having a husband for fear of having them, why she's never even considered having a boyfriend or a lover.
In short, Katniss recognizes that the world is not safe. That, even if she is the best mother in the world, she cannot protect her children from the capital, from the games or from the world, so having them is something she simply won't consider, because the facts of her world make it the obvious choice. A lot of people who want kids in this reality, where we can largely protect our children, would make the same choice in her world. Gale even voices this mindset, but the idea that things can be any different is so ridicoulous and impossible to Katniss that she cannot allow herself even that. She's too traumaitized to even consider a better world, too hyperixated on the survivial of herself and those she loves that are already here.
But in the epilogue, she's healing. She can focus on other things now. She can enjoy things again. She's not scrambling to survive day to day. She doesn't need to hunt, she does it because she likes it. Slowly, she allows herself to feel safe.
She has bad days, and even describes being afraid of loosing what she has, highlighting that healing is not linear. But she's healed enough to the point that she feels safe enough to want things. Possibilities that she's never considered, never allowed herself to consider, are avaliable. She can finally allow herself to want children.
Because the world is finally safe enough for them to grow up in, and Katniss finally feels safe in that world. She acknowledges that it won't feel like that every day, that it doesn't, because healing is not linear and she'll always have good days and bad. But her healing has reached a point where she finally feels safe enough to want more than survival for herself and the people she already has. She wants to thrive.
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