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digitalmp3 · 4 months

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#21 savage #summer walker #s: prove it #a: american dream #audio

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keferon · 2 months

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Ah mmmm well

You know how in mermaid stories, the mermaid is typically the dumber one? I present to you the "and they were both scientists" plot.

Basically the concept is that mermechs and regular mechs can't talk to each other. But luckily even if they speak different languages they still use the same math~

I discovered a bunch of simpatico mer-fics. So. I wanted to do something with this concept too haha. If some physicist happens to read this - feel free to laugh at me. I know nothing about science👍

I don’t know if I’ll continue this thing. Should I. Idk. It’s midnight I might be going crazy lol. I made that cover anyway bc I love making covers hehe

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#transformers #maccadam #our language of science #listen #Im not insane I swear #I mean I’m not THAT insane haha #mermaid mechs are fucking weird but l i s t e n Arachnid from tfp is basically the same #she’s like…half humanoid half spider #she has this mode without her humanoid legs #which is basically makes her..like…centaur. But spider. Spider centaur. Or spider mermaid #half of her body is humanoid and half is spider. And I’m going to use this knowledge for my defence okay??#Because if she can have her spider half then other mechs can do the similar thing. In theory #okay I’m done proving the right of my vision to live #mtmte #lost light #perceptor #tf perceptor #brainstorm #tf brainstorm #simpatico #Chromedome #tf chromedome #yeah the whole world thinks mermaids are stupid but listen #I want smart mermaids okay. I want them to have their whole hidden civilisation. To be scientists #engineers #you know #I’m tired of (oh human need to teach this fish) I want the fish to be teaching the human #Btw Brainstorm basically found a mistake Perceptor made #ahahahehe #okay I’m done I need to get some sleep

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amerricanartwork · 7 months

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Look! Over there!

It's another little creature!

And look... I think it recognizes the first!

Awww~! What a sweet reunion!

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I'm back with another felted slugcat! Like I said, I think I'm going to try felting all the characters, and since I began with Survivor, it felt fitting I'd do their sibling next (especially since it'd be good practice for making colored slugcats)!

Other than the yellow hue and the happier-looking expression I gave it, it's pretty much the same as before:

ALSO...

Thank you SO, SO MUCH to everyone who showed support on my needle felted Survivor!!! I was hoping it'd turn out both cute and accurate to the official art, but I did NOT expect the sheer volume of love everyone sent its way (you guys made it my most-liked and most-reblogged post by FAR in just a few days)!

I always adore seeing people enjoy my art, so I hope you all continue to enjoy seeing the rest of the cast as they come out in woolen form! Until then, the scug siblings say thank you!

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kneelingshadowsalome · 1 month

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I feel like, Young!Pathetic!Konig would do REALLY well with a Older!Lady-Cougar!Reader, She's maybe been divorced twice and looking ta maybe become widowed this time? May-haps her current hubby has wealth and power but is a few screws short of being a good man towards our poor reader, and there's that Pesky prenup that makes it so she won't get ANYTHING in a divorce...buuuttt if the bastard has a bit of an....*Oopsie doodle*.... Maybe she's looking for someone to take care of her problem, and maybe she likes this young soldier boy, whose all too happy to help with *whatever needs* she might have? Likes how desperate he is for just her hand on his arm, likes how he's on his need begging for just a *taste* Likes that she can teach him how to please a woman, how to make her moan like no lover before....Likes how willing he is to kill the man she's married too...

Asfdf my brain short circuited ❤️ I know I said somewhere that I don’t write cheating but if it’s cheating a bad man with an even worse man König….

CW: 18+ MDNI. Age difference, F!dom/M!sub undertones, praise kink, cheating (your husband is an old dick), mating press & other shenanigans, murder & mentions of blood, König is a lovesick yandere in the making.

It was just one night.

Just one night to satiate your needs because your husband for sure never takes care of them.

But then the young pup you picked off from the pub pops into your workplace next week... With a large bouquet of flowers in his hand and a box of chocolate in the other, your desperate little “detour” looks like a boy who just got laid for the first time in his life.

“König…” you sigh and pull him to an empty breakroom before all your colleagues see you’ve cheated on your beloved husband with a man at least ten years younger than you.

“You can’t be here,” you start, trying to ignore the happy, greedy stares this little—big—soldier gives you.

He’s all the equal to his alias, looking like a king in the making with those wide shoulders and that fierce stare. But his hands are shaking, he guides those eyes to the floor as he puts the gifts on the table littered with crumbs and coffee stains, switches his weight from one foot to the other once you start to tell him how it is.

He listens dutifully as you try to explain how it was only one night, that he was incredibly lovely and you had so much fun but that you can’t see each other anymore. It was wrong of you to do so in the first place, you’re married, and you’re so, so sorry... You were just so sad and lonely.

You tell him he’s a good man. That he’ll find someone special, some lovely girl to call his own. He will find someone who can give him what he wants, someone who will cover him with kisses for bringing her flowers and sweets.

You try to explain it to him even as you get slowly chased into a corner, you try to tell him what a catch he is even when you get pinned to the wall by a hard, lean chest.

You try to tell him that he’s the perfect man for some other girl even when he pulls your strings aside and bullies his cock inside you.

One minute is all it takes as he huffs and groans and fucks you against the wall, your moans and his grunts barely muffled by shirts and fists and lips and skin. There’s lipstick on his clean, white shirt after he’s done with you, teeth marks where his shoulder meets his neck, a spittle of cum on your skirt as he pulls it down with shaky hands.

“Sorry,” he murmurs in your ear. “I just had to see you. I missed you so much...”

Your cunt is what he missed, any woman could see that. Got a taste of it last weekend and wouldn’t let you leave his place at all; a small, miserable flat of 25 square meters, with burned rice on the stove and a thin, cum-stained mattress on the floor. He fucked you on that mattress, four times because on the fifth attempt to part your shaking thighs, you told this horny lad you need to go home.

“I know, big boy. I missed you too. But you need to go now,” you say to your pretty lover. Ugly but pretty, in his own way, his utter lack of cruelty is what makes him beautiful in your eyes.

“I don’t want to,” he dares to argue back and claims your mouth, kisses you like you’ve never been kissed before.

“You have to,” you moan. “König–”

“I love you.”

You’re huffing, panting into each other’s throats as you realize he’s even younger than you thought. Fell in love with your cunt so easily, this big runt, thinks it’s meant to be just because you’re wet and he’s hard.

“Don’t be silly,” you huff and look at the drowsy smile, the messy state of this lovesick man before you fight your way out of his lap.

You want to cry, wail, scream from the injustice. Where was this silly young golden retriever six months ago? Why didn’t you meet him when you were single and sweet? Now you’re trapped in an unhappy marriage with some old fool who was cunning enough to trick you into a ludicrous deal with him. The prenupt you discovered only later, after he swore that you wouldn’t have to work a day in your life and that everything that belonged to him would be yours one day. In reality, you’ve had to beg for every crumb, act the part of a trophy wife who also has to work herself to death. And he won’t even fuck you, only wants you to massage his back and his cock while you’re left all alone without love, without a single kind word.

But König never lets you go: not in a way you beg him to, no, he always shows up at your door. Sneaks into your lonely room from the window, licks you to ruin while you laugh and tell him no, fucks you three times a night, crawls under the bed when a cleaning lady almost catches you two. He shows up at cafes, restaurants, conferences, parties, everywhere where you go but your husband won’t.

He’s so reckless that you have to teach him to be more patient, more gentle. You guide his fingers and his head, even his cock, while locking your eyes with his so that he knows when he’s doing it right. You praise him for a good, unhurried fuck, cup his face and kiss him when he gives it to you nice and slow. Anyone can see he'd want to ram it in until there’s nothing left of him and you, but you kiss and kiss and kiss him until the poor boy moans and cums without permission, just from that tiny taste of intimacy and love.

He gets pets, smooches and caresses, blowjobs that leave him shaking and breathless on the bed. He looks like he has no brains left after you’re done with him, looks a little helpless when you climb on top of him and help yourself with his cock after he only just came.

He’s always up in no time, especially if you tell him he did well. Stares at you and your breasts like you’re a vision from heaven, drools on them once when you won’t let him have a lick. Mopes when you laugh at his predicament, and won’t stop brooding even when you give him a kiss on the tip of his nose.

But he’s never mad at you for long, not if you call him sweetie or your silly apple crumb, not if you let him fall asleep in your bed, partly on top of you. There’s always a wet spot on your back if he’s the big spoon, he begs you to sleep naked as he does, says it’s better for your health and then teases you with his fingers come morning, probably thinking he’s so very clever. Takes you to the theater and offers you expensive port wine and cake, tells you how to steal a car, how to shoot any gun. Gives you a hungry kiss in public when you tell him he has to act like he’s your cousin from abroad, vanishes for weeks to his training, sends letters instead of texts, and tells you he’s going to be a big boss someday.

It’s hard to imagine this serious but silly mess as an intimidating officer, not even when you know he has the size and looks for it. He’s too innocent and needy, doesn't know how the real world works yet. Thinks he’s immortal just because he’s young...

There’s a certain darkness in him, and you mistake it for the remnants of some turbulence of his teenage years, just some wrath of a boy who never got what he wanted. Who wouldn’t be a little pissed and impatient in their twenties? He probably doesn’t even know what he wants: hell, you don’t know what you want.

“Like this...?” He asks demurely when he lifts your knees to your ears and sinks his cock into you inch by inch, carefully as if it’s the first time you’re making love.

“Just like that,” you whisper as he spreads you so wide you can’t even breathe, fills you up deliciously, like no one else before. His eyes never leave you, not even when he uses your hole as a place to bury himself and all his bad memories, not even when he makes you squirt like you’re nothing but an oasis in a desert that never ends.

But you know he comes to you for other things than just that.

He comes to you for kind words, breathy praise, soft touches and ruffles of his hair. He comes to you for practice and to get his sense of self in order. He’s your pretty knight in shining armor when others have called him ugly, he’s your strong bull when others have ridiculed his disproportionate limbs. He’s your safe haven, your sunshine, your crazy, silly man, your soldier and your savior, and he soaks up your love and attention like a sponge: every drop gets gulped down like he’s a man dying of thirst. He doesn’t take sips, he doesn’t know how to, and you on the other hand don’t know how to quench the raging drought inside him, long after yours has been satiated.

You sleep like Romeo and Juliet just before their death, and fuck like rabbits in the spring. He takes you in the car, in the closet, in the toilet, in other people’s beds, even at the alley one night.

“I love you,” he always says after he has spilled his cum – it’s like a ritual or a prayer, and you always reach for the baby hairs of his neck in return, and give them the gentlest caress.

“I love you too,” you whisper one night – it just slips when you stroke his cheek. It never comes as a surprise that he gives you the most miserable pair of puppy eyes you’ve ever seen.

He knows about your situation, knows enough that you’re trapped and unhappy. But you never knew he saw you as a victim. If anything, you feel like he’s the victim here. Poor boy, saving what little he has for a future with some woman who knows nothing about true love... You’re not the one for him, you’re not even a silly little sex kitten any young soldier would want to play with. You’re just some bored, abandoned wife who wants to feel something, mean something to someone. But you love him enough to know that you’ll let him go when he wants to move on. As bitter as it makes you feel, you know you’ll give him to someone younger and more beautiful, someone who will love as passionately as he does. Anything to make him truly happy.

But the next evening, König doesn’t climb in through your window. He uses the door, the inside door, and you jump from the bed and hurry to him in your nightgown, the only gift your husband ever gave you.

“I killed him for you,” he says, your soldier boy from Austria, your good, good boy with a good, big cock.

You only now see that his hands are stained in blood, and nothing shakes anymore: your wannabe sniper is as calm as ever when he confesses he’s murdered someone.

“...What?”

He comes to you and cups your face, the blood on his hands both wet and cold. You’ve never seen him so peaceful, not even after he’s had a good fuck. The boy who no one ever loved has turned into a man, but what kind of man… You shiver in his clutch, unsure if you’re about to suffer a heart attack from fear or love.

“He didn’t suffer... Much,” he says, his cracked lips only a breath away from yours. “Knives can be messy…”

You gulp while staring into the deep, dark abyss of his eyes, the innocent baby blue nearly swallowed by the darkest of all loves.

This is not how you thought things would go… You were supposed to give the old man the finger and divorce during the summer. Put your finances in order so that you can escape. Maybe fuck König on the side and see if he’s still the man of your dreams once you’re happily divorced.

Now he’s telling you you’ll marry as soon as possible, or that if you want a summer wedding, he can wait a few months… He tells you you have nothing to worry about, he won’t go to jail, not this time. He’ll take care of you now; he just got promoted. You don’t ever have to be sad again.

“Don’t worry, my love,” he says when all words have finally escaped you. “Now we can be together. Forever…”

#könig x reader #d/s dynamic #sub könig is fine with me if he tries to top from the bottom or becomes totally unhinged in order to prove his love ^^#he's a switch he just doesn't know it

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 4 months

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I fully believe we haven't seen mk truly lose it on anyone yet--no not even when he fought azure or the curse--mk has always had control over what he's doing outside of accidental fumbles when hes first learning how to use his powers and I'd say he's almost more deadly when he's angry because so far being mad hasn't made him crazy or wild or out of control so far as I've observed being mad has only made him more focused

#knox rambles #monkie kid #lego monkie kid #mk monkie kid #IM JUST THINKING #angry mk? actually i think he knows exactly what hes doing he actively chooses to do what he does when hes mad #catch him upset or depressed then thats different #but mk angry? im convinced he could unleash his full power on someone and that flower in the ground next to them will remain untouched #who knows s 5 could prove me wrong but mk has some WILD control over himself when hes descructive on purpose it is pointed and controled #okay anyway i gotta hydrate GO HYDRATE #RHY I KNOW YOUVE SAID SOMETHING LIKE THIS BEFORE I JUST WANTED TO ADD THE FOCUS THING #SOMETHUNG ABOUT MKS ANGER MAKING HIM SHARPER

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transsongtaewon · 9 months

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Han Yoojin as a person is incredibly good at coping with everything that has happened and is happening to him, which you can tell by the fact the he literally goes blind from stress the moment his L-rank fear resistance is turned down.

#sctir #sctir spoilers #han yoojin #tsctir #the s ranks that i raised #the s classes that i raised #s classes that i raised #it speaks!#it's fine because we get jinjae bedsharing out of it #(due to the fact that he can't sleep alone in that state‚ further proving how great he's doing)

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hawkeyeslaughter · 2 months

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trapper and hawkeye getting bored enough during a lull to gaslight everyone into believing they actually did get 4077th married to each other , frank and margaret go through henry’s office to find proof that it never happened because they’re the only ones who are sure it never happened . hawkeye and trapper have gotten radar to forge all the signatures necessary on any marriage documentation

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ligbi · 9 months

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I think we should be allowed to burn corporations to the ground

even aside from all the current residuals&streaming availability fuckery, I was looking at 978-0786847655 one of the Disney Fairies books with some lovely illustrations and the artists listed are

The Disney Storybook Artists

That’s nothing. That’s less than nothing. I want names and proper credits. SO many books are published by the mouse with only this catch all name listed for worlds of work. What if I want to track down the artists and support their individual work? Do you keep them in a cave and not let them see the sun? Or do you just not believe in proper crediting.

‘oh but there was probably a contract and they were surely paid’ yeah and ???? paid how much what about residuals are the artists even allowed to put these books on their work history since without their name credited anywhere. The contract or job listing or internship clause or whatever tactic disney uses to get away with this is scummy while sure this type of thing should be low on the list of priorities on how to de-shitify the world, it should be on the list.

yes some of the artists who have worked on the franchise are listed on the artofdisneyfairies tumblr, but that’s a fan account and it’s incomplete. A book should have full proper credits in it

The corporation may own the art but they didn’t make it and they shouldn’t hide who did the work as neither artists nor ‘consumers’ benefit from that.

#disney #corporation #copyright #disney fairies #illustrations #if anyone knows anything about what the deal with this job is i'd be interested to hear about it #i would also like the name(s) of the artists but that is secondary to my outrage about respecting your artists enough to give them credit #been looking at old childhood book illustrations and hey! just bought the ruth sanderson artbook!#because I know who illustrated my copy of 12 dancing princesses!#disney kids can't fucking do that #this feels like when video games dont fully credit everyone who worked on a project #the credits are how people prove they've worked this type of job before!

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egophiliac · 7 months

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have you seen the new kamen rider series yet?? i think it’s super cute!!

my watch group has gotten behind (alas, scheduling tomfoolery), but I'm hoping to catch up on it soon! :D what I've seen has been fast-paced but really cute; the lighter tone and premise are a nice breather after the last few series, and the Chemy are just adorable. I want my own Hopper1!

#art #kamen rider #gotchard #i love valvarad(?)'s design especially. can't wait to see more of him #i love the rival characters who are all like “hmph. friendship is stupid! pokemon -- i mean chemy -- are just tools to be used!”#and you know that like 20 episodes later they'll have learned their lesson and been absorbed into the shounen protagonist's friend group #(though they'd rather die than admit it)#i say this with no idea of what's happened in the last few episodes so for all i know he kicks a puppy and proves himself irredeemable

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chaiaurchaandni · 6 months

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an israeli official just said that unbiased coverage of what's happening in palestine indirectly supports hamas [and other resistance factions]

do you understand what that means? objectivity is in favour of the palestinian people and their right to resist. the only way you can support israel in this situation is if you are inherently biased towards israel from the beginning, and only consume israeli propaganda. even looking at this objectively, you should know that palestinians are the victims.

#hes right but he doesnt know it #he was saying it to be a dickhead who supports fascism and s trying to ban objectivity bec oh no how dare you not support israel #but indirectly and unintentionally ended up proving that any amount of objective analysis of this situation shows that #palestinians are being unfairly victimized #free palestine #gaza #death to israel #death to zionism

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digitalmp3 · 1 year

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#minho #s: prove it #a: chase #audio

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silvergreenseraphim · 2 months

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Hmm, I am looking through endless Ultimania translations to find a bit of information on a Crisis Core scene that will help me finish a post but as usual I became distracted.

(From the Crisis Core guide).

I was thinking about this fusion pod that Hojo lets Zack enter. Hojo can also apparently use it to physically enhance subjects?

Somehow Zack is infused to become stronger and then….

Hmmm.

Too much enhancement leads to degradation for SOLDIERs.

Alas, they all have their limits.

Well. Except one…

“You do not have the ability to copy unto others. Your DNA cannot be spread. Thus your body cannot deteriorate.”

Sephiroth’s cells have no limitations. How proud Hojo must have been, to discover that his first-rate science experiment, could not degrade or reach the limit of his cells.

He could enhance Sephiroth endlessly, making him stronger and stronger. Always superior to Hollander’s experiments. Never reaching a limit to what Project S could endure.