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terr-hedgehog · 2 years
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Roast AND be roasted, I guess.
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lucky-draws · 2 years
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Ocelot is so interesting and tragic and insane because he was essentially raised in and molded for a world that the patriots weren’t so much dedicated to building as much as they believed that a man from such a world would be the perfect spy and ocelot is only able to find affirmation of such a world in the eyes and heart of Big Boss. He’s like an otter in the desert that fell in love with a goldfish in a bowl, the most water he’s ever seen in his life. A goldfish that tells him stories of the sea, a magical wonderful place neither of them have ever actually known.
YEEEAAAAS OMG. your mind your words!!! you're right + that's a very funky way of putting it. food for thought.
and like ocelot's childhood/his molding into shape by the philosophers is so so interesting to think abt honestly....... tragic and insane guy indeed.....
actually on this ive been thinking thoughts abt the philosophers etc bc i recently saw a page from the mgs4 novel on my dash, and like phew. (phew. i have the novel myself + i flicked through it to find the bit rather than dig up the post i saw and my god. what a novel.certainly some sentences in here.) anyway this bit:
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the 'my insignificant personality' bit is very interesting and tasty to me....... i guess from childhood he's been raised to be an actor, to play numerous roles, as part of being a spy, and as such is used to sort of burying his true personality very deep, or pushing it aside. repressing it all. and i think...
like i often think of him in relation to bosselot as being like. he's raised to be working for various organisations, to be devoted to the philosophers and their will, and from childhood he's given all these ideas beyond his age about countries and politics and all these faceless organisations or powers, and i think of him as when he finds bb, it's like all that falls away and he suddenly finds someONE who's worth devoting his life, his skills to instead.
and maybe HE thinks of it as being far superior, far more meaningful than being loyal to any country or organisation, because bb is real and alive and smexy (sorry) and fascinating and all the rest of it. however.
i think the sort of tragedy of it is is that while bb might seem like that at the start, this goofy mgs3 eater of raw snakes, what bb becomes is essentially just another faceless concept; he loses his humanity, he becomes obsessed, he's this symbol of war, he IS war, he is a gun as he himself says, and i think it's like ocelot in his own mind is so infatuated that he doesn't see it maybe, or he does but it's too late , and the reality is that his devotion to big boss is hardly any less demeaning, or any less tragic, than devoting his life to the philosophers or to america or russia or whoever. idk. especially if you think of this is in a more canon sense of bosselot i.e. Not requited. because ocelot really does not get anything at all from his devotion.
Which. i guess links or mirrors the boss. Loyalty to the end. she's loyal to her country and gets nothing for it except you know. Exploitation and death. And ocelot is. Loyal to big boss and he THINKS he's on to something good, that bb is far more of a worthy cause than patriotism, but what does he get for it? the same thing really. it's a thankless task and it ends with his whole personality destroyed, except in his final moments, and death at the hands of a knock-off snake. idk.
kgnghfhffhjsk so yeah. well here we are with more bosselot discussion on this fine wednesday. thank u for dropping by!!!!!!! its very true what u say i enjoyed it and unfortunately was motivated to add my own ramblings.peace and love and meow meow meow meow meow miaow miao fucking mrreow on earth!!!!! 🐆
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chribby · 5 months
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pluto in aquarius rambles
Pluto in Aquarius = Power to the People
Pluto = Power
Aquarius = Human, the Water Bearer, rules Groups of people, and demagogues.
I have several predictions based on Pluto in Aquarius. Pluto in Aquarius will be ruled by a Saturn in Pisces when it moves on Jan 20th, 2024... and as we can see, people are receiving reprecussions (Saturn) based on their Beliefs (Pisces)
Previously, I’ve predicted that it would be the Fall of Silicon Valley. In fact, while Pluto was briefly in Aquarius this year, Saturn stationed in Pisces on March 7th (One day before my birthday, lol) and Silicon Valley Bank ended up doing a bank run.
EDIT: 02/23. I just checked. Saturn did go into Pisces 03/07, but Pluto wasn’t in Aquarius until 03/23. I do consider Pluto to rule financial systems, and I do think the Saturn transit did spark the bank run, but I wanted to correct this! I am sorry! Pluto spiked the same bank run on Black Monday 2008, and led to the subprime mortgage crisis. So, Saturn-Pluto, but NOT Pluto in Aquarius. I apologize.
I think it’s fun to use astrology in tandem with what we’re experiencing because as above, so below. But, it’s more fun to be able to recognize the energy that you’re looking at.
So, here’s a little loose list of things that I think will happen during Pluto in Aquarius.
1. Power (Pluto) to the People (Aquarius) = Our reliance on these big corporate structures (Capricorn) will lower and lower, especially as we see ourselves getting punished for speaking about what we believe in. I feel like we will question sources of power, and then look into finding our power within ourselves. I feel like there will be more demagogues lol. But mostly, it will be people turning to their communities.
2. Political Revolutions - Last time Pluto was in Aqua was from 1778-1798 and I swear to god they got that bitch cracking like CRAB LEGS. They had
Irish Rebellion
Settler-Indigenous Wars
Indigenous rebellion against spanish colonization
Haitian Revolution
Northwest Indian War …
Like THEY WASN’T FUCKING PLAYING. So, you already know what time it is. I guess my question is how will the INTERNET play into this?
3. Ass play is about to be as common as kissing in my opinion.
4. Here’s more general predictions lol
cyber crimes, technological terrorism worse than data breaching, pen testing (Pluto = Terrorist activity)
online tombs
cyberpollution
Camgirling is about to change in a new way.
Digital sex work
Digital smut (erotica writers? You’re up)
Digital Decay will be addressed. We will see the first ruined images due to natural jpeg artifact build up
Digital Third Space/Metaverse will be expanded upon. Focusing on a decentralization of both this technology and the need for this “digital third space” will help this from being some terrorist rich kids fantasy.
4. OH AND LIKE I FUCKING SAID. SILICON VALLEY WILL FALL.
5. 3D is up, more focus on 3D. I saw a tweet about that, but I think that a lot of the kids will be more advanced at 3D vs how we as kids went towards digital art? Idk how to make that make sense but yea.
6. Cybertheft. Feels like there is about to be A GLARING VULNERABILITY LOL THAT JUST WENT UNCOVERED UNTIL NOW and it will get EXPLOITED AND TORE TF UP
7. Everybody thinks they’re fuckin Jon Stewart … one thing I haye about us Aquarii we don’t know how to shut the fuck up sometimes…
8. Streamers held the long con enough for people to forget responsible pirating, but this will turn on its head during this transit I think…
9. Looking at the internet….
Pluto rules generations. So pluto in Aquarius will be a new generation. And they will be weird as hell.
Pluto in Scorpio = When World Wide Web was created.
Pluto in Aquarius = WWW Square. And I feel like now, we’re looking at the damages and transformations the internet underwent since the web was created. It feels much more hollow.
I think Pluto Squares tell us how to fix things. Just saying.
This is all I have… for now….
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bitternest · 5 months
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/rubs eyes it's seven am who gets up at 7am
People who get dinged repeatedly about Tumblr shutting down apparently.
Christ on a bike. Okay, long post inbound. On Tumblr's fate, enshittification and navigating the post-web2.0 world.
So I've been meaning to make a post like this for a while now, but because tech is literally my job I... haven't.
First off, Tumblr isn't being shut down. It's being put on legacy support. Maybe one day it will be shut down, but Automattic seems to have the costs dialed in and don't seem to want to nuke it. Yay.
This day was always going to come for one simple reason - social media websites are fundamentally impossible to fund. The cost of that much image and video hosting and bandwidth is not scalable without passing that cost over to the user. In most cases, this is done by making the user the product. But this is non-sustainable. As Tumblr discovered, as Twitter is discovering and as Google Has Ordained, that social media will inevitably be censored and restricted at the whim of the people actually paying - advertisers. And then your users stop caring. Some sites get around this by also robbing you of your dopamine production as well as your privacy - i.e. getting you engaged with their Algorithm.
So, enough with the reasoning, what can you do about this. Well, you can try the next big thing. For many people, that's bluesky. I don't know about you, but I don't think highly of Twitter 2.0 - from the dude who couldn't make Twitter profitable the first time around. And to be clear, its sole goal is to be profitable. It's a corporation. That's... it's purpose. It's purpose is to extract wealth.
For me, the only two vaguely viable options are cohost and the fediverse. Cohost because haha palette-swapped Tumblr but also because the core ideas the founders had are neat and resonate with me.
And the fediverse because that's the only technologically viable way forward for what we've come to expect social networks to be. It is a network in the real sense, an interconnected sprawl of self-hosted servers that individuals or communities are responsible for and the best way to deal with the costs of social media - distributing them. Mastodon is the most famous service in this space, but there are others. Explaining the fediverse outside of "a network of social networks" is beyond the scope of this post and is a real issue with adoption because, no, it's not necessarily easy.
But now we get to the real crux of my post:
The resilient things aren't easy. If you want to build and participate in something lasting, you need to do some hard things. Sometimes that's learning what the fuck @[email protected] is supposed to mean. Sometimes it's learning how to read an RSS feed. For artists it can mean learning to set up your own website, with zero code and for free even! (sorry @varethane, i'll get the post up eventually) For tech people it means finding an IRC (what, you think Slack is gonna survive its own enshittification?).
Frequently, it's learning how to back up your posts. Because no matter the site, the day will come when hosting 20 billion jpegs overtakes the cash flow of shiny rainbow crabs.
It is a requirement of the post-web2.0 world that you become more tech-savvy. As we tire of corporate horseshit, we must become more capable of forging our own way. If you want to stay connected, you need to learn how to make and maintain those connections, both social and technological.
And to not end this post on a somber and self-important note, that mastodon id isn't me - I never joined because no server ever appealed to me. If anyone's got suggestions I'm listening. I'm bitternest on cohost as well. Mutuals can DM me for my Discord.
Miss me with those bluesky invites tho
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drifloonz · 1 year
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dating headcanons between g!red x reader x steven?? :3
my name is glitchy red, yo. [ VINE BOOM ]. my husbands name. is strangled red, yo. [ LOUDER VINE BOOM ]
[ said at the same time ] and this is our partner, y/n red, yo. [ THE MOST OBNOXIOUS VINE BOOM YOU'VE EVER HEARD ]
sorry. Anyways that was a yes. i assume this is polyamorous bc i always assume that by default ( love triangles are boring, fight me )
long As usual and im not too proud of this ( i ramble too much!! i get too into the dynamics and the issues and the characterization rather than just the lovey fluffy stuff ppl prob want!!! ) but i hope it suffices
glitchy red x reader x steven headcanons!
ღ i have no idea in what situation you'd start dating the two of them, and i have no idea how steven and glitchy met either. but hey. You're all in a relationship now. This is a win for red emoboy kissers
ღ i like to think glitchy and steven argue sometimes. its honestly mostly glitchy getting angry, and then steven responding in an entirely neutral tone, and glitchy getting angrier and mistaking it for vague passive aggressiveness bc steven's tone is hard to read a lot of the time. To be fair steven is sometimes smug or passive-aggressive when he feels comfortable being like that, mainly with glitchy since he likes to piss him off as a joke. he usually does this later on in a relationship since he initially doesn't speak much. please calm them both down theyll bite eachother ( not really ) ( ... i mean ok, glitchy will probably bite, but it'd barely make steven flinch )
ღ if they ever have a genuine argument both of them usually don't apologize without a bit of nudging. or until like. weeks later. please nudge them in that direction for a Healthier Relationship. they'll kiss and make up and then kiss you at the same time. they both love u very much <33
ღ two very big scary boyfriends <333. glitchy is the one who obviously lets himself show emotion a lot more visibly - at least, his rage. if anyone is shitty to you glitchy is going off on their ass verbally, and steven is just staring at them. like. fucking death glaring. neither of them will genuinely hurt anyone unless they hurt anyone within the relationship first, but they do have thoughts about it. They Consider It.
ღ glitchy likes to explore a lot more than steven does - mostly pacing and taking a stroll to clear his mind or let off steam after an argument or negative experience. if you also want to then glitchy and you will drag a tentative steven around by the hair. he just lets it happen at this point. Most stable polycule.
ღ you two will usually end up in a cafe or smth bc glitchy is the one who usually initiates dates, due to just exploring and finding a place that catches his eye and then mentally jotting it down for later to take you two there. the waiter will be so confused since... pallet town's local ex-champion cryptid, the current champion but put through jpeg compression, and someone who is Probably relatively normal are sitting at a table together. they didn't get paid enough for this.
ღ steven is a decent amount taller than both you and glitchy. glitchy himself is probably 5'11 or 6' and steven is like fucking 6'6 or something insane like that. he's also pretty strong. will usually scruff the two of you out of bad situations or when either of you are misbehaving. he is somehow the most functional and reasonable one out of the polycule, probably, which is very funny considering how dysfunctional he actually is.
ღ steven and glitchy both very much enjoy their hair being played with, styled, or brushed.... a good lazy day in for the two of you is cuddling in bed while you brush and braid stevens hair, and pet glitchys ( surprisingly soft! ) hair at the same time. the two will also do this to each other sometimes, but since glitchy is Bad at taking care of hair all he'll do is run his hands through steven's.
ღ if you like this as well, they'll be sure to reciprocate. do be warned that glitchy has no fucking idea how to take care of hair though. steven does since he has long hair, but glitchy just. Never had to do that. glitchy will just run his hands through your hair though since he's certain he can't mess that up - hopefully.
ღ they both have very similar clothes. you will probably joke about how they'd look like the same person if glitchy didn't have his whole glitchy aura and had longer hair. after some thinking, the two probably talk and buy you a matching set of clothes along with your own hat out of sheer curiousity. they will not admit it but... you look really cute in it.
ღ steven and you will play games together sometimes ( once again. never forget that steven is canonically a gamer. Do not let anyone forget ) and glitchy will just sit there and backseat. steven probably doesn't get that annoyed by it, but if you do then he finds your outbursts after you've had enough of glitchy back seating sorta funny.
ღ if you're the type of person to give compliments really easily, it'll destroy both of them. glitchy will stutter and flub his words and his face will become more red than his namesake, while steven on the other hand will just... blush, look away, and mumble a "Thanks."
ღ they will get back at you for this though ( aka both will intentionally try to fluster you and hard. they also try to fluster each other sometimes. especially when arguing, steven will just say shit like "You look nice today." to glitchy ( mostly to make him shut up ) and he'll continue ranting until his brain registers what steven just said and then he'll just verbally keysmash like "IUQYhnj(!*&????" . because he can do that this is canon im the author of glitchy red /j )
ღ steven's probably the best at flustering you two, though. after all he Did used to be a people person and also had a girlfriend. although he used to be stereotypically romantic and cheesy with it, but nowadays especially the more the relationship goes on, he can just casually say smth like "You look hot, by the way." and just not think about it. he always flirts in a very blunt and straightforward way like this and it messes with you two - he finds the reactions funny and will just silently chuckle to himself.
ღ i sort of forget a bunch of details abt glitchy reds og pokepasta sometimes - for example glitchy Probably not having pokemon due to the weird... cursed... poison... thing in the og pokepasta. therefore, you all have a mutual pokemon as a pet. which is a big hulking fucking dragon. you know what time it is baby its MIKI TIME !!!!!!!! glitchy might be freaked out around her, mainly her... missingno bits. missingno doesn't scare him as much as it used to - there were much worse glitches out there to him, but god he never gets fully used to it. he'll eventually calm down the more and more he sees her, but he can't help but be unnerved. still gives her pets though and she seems to appreciate it?
ღ due to this steven will sometimes make miki jumpscare glitchy bc he finds it funny. glitchy Very much does not find it funny and he'll panic and glitch out pretty hard. miki feels bad. steven feels a little bad. you have to reconcile them after this like you do a bunch of other times </3
ღ glitchy also does piss off steven and fuck around with him sometimes more than he should though. they really just like to get under eachothers skin. and then sometimes make out as an apology. Most stable polycule x 2. they're sort of petty and childish with how often they try to prank and piss each other off. neither will stop until you tell them to or until they even the scores out between them. please help them or else they'll divorce for the 45th time ( they're not even married )
ღ glitchy is usually the one who points out and pushes steven to take care of himself, though. if you're bad at doing that for yourself then he will with you as well - he notices because he's surprisingly the person that takes care of himself the most. ever since he got out of the game he craves to feel and be real, so he loves to eat and bathe and sleep and do all of that since he was never able to in the game, so it's easy for him to notice when you two aren't.
ღ steven sometimes has bad dreams, mostly about The Incidents. it'll be pretty clear when he does - usually grumbling or sleeptalking and moving around in his sleep a decent bit. due to glitchys Dream Bullshit Powers he'll help steven if he's awake when he's having a bad nightmare. same with you. i like to think glitchy just doesn't have the capability dream whatsoever ( or he does but theyre always lucid ), but it's up in the air.
ღ these two both hug spine crushingly tight because both are very undersocialized. you have to tell them to knock it off and go lighter. when they cuddle with you in bed though, they're noticeably a lot better about it. the two wrapping their arms around you makes you feel really safe and loved.
ღ whoevers in the middle when you two go to bed / cuddle changes sometimes. steven's content with being on the sides, but glitchy and you i like to think sometimes argue for that middle spot. he loves being held even though he will never admit it. please hold his hand or hug him he will Fucking die.
ღ when glitchy or steven can't sleep, they're both the type of person to just sorta watch you sleep and take comfort in it. they don't intend to be creepy about it but if you wake up and just see their red fucking eyes staring back it is slightly jarring.
ღ steven is at least decent at cooking. glitchy is trying to learn how. both are Malewifes. will give you breakfast in bed with a side of 50 kisses.
ღ if you ( or glitchy, somehow??? ) are sick though, steven will be the one to try to take responsibility, mostly bc glitchy doesn't know ... how to really help. and steven's used to taking care of sick people since he's had a few times in his life where he had to care of his brother, his (ex) girlfriend, and his pokemon when they were sick. if steven himself is sick though he'll just either pretend he isn't and do his day-to-day things until he collapses, or will just sit in bed until it goes away.
ღ glitchy has a soft spot for plushies and will probably buy and collect a few to adorn your ( probably shared ) bed/bedroom with.
ღ they both snore a little, glitchy snoring the loudest. i hope you are not annoyed by snoring bc if you are then uhh. Woops.
ღ steven has gotten into the habit of making some hot tea for himself and you two whenever he wakes up, so i hope you like tea. it's mostly for his own throat to be honest.
ღ please massage steven's back for him his scoliosis is fucking awful. literally if you even just lay on his back he'll probably like it. glitchy slouches a little but not as often. if you asked steven to stand up straight you'd hear 50 of his bones crack /j /probably
ღ steven's usually either basically always up or is up at the weirdest times ever. dude who goes to bed at like 8 am. or 4 pm.
ღ glitchy i don't think is much better but he's slightly more normal about it. they'll try to orient their schedules around yours though ( aka by sleeping around the time you do ), since... neither really have much to do anyways?
ღ since glitchys the one that goes out a lot ( other than maybe you ) he buys the two of you gifts a lot. you will be bombarded with affection. NOW !!
ღ ok i dont have that much else to pad this out with uhh erm uhhhhhhh. they may fight w eachother a lot but they really do love eachother. and you especially! you're like the glue that holds the whole thing together and the two of them really appreciate it.
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amrv-5 · 1 month
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Horrid Horrid Day of the kind so rarely experienced trying to treat it as a dubious comedic blessing and also remember it’s cool to experience stuff even stuff that sucks and makes you (?) feel bad (probably???) freeverse insanity monologue to my own blog so I don’t commit a homicide
most of it death by 1000 papercuts sort of things besides like 3-5 big Actual Genuinely Bad Comically Ridiculous Chaotic Events (middle of the night hotel eviction and subsequent 35 mile relocation to a Diff Hotel for my parents due to the City Of [Redacted] abruptly buying out the rooms (?!) for the one they were in for some sort of emergency housing thing?? (this is real and really happened)) but after 12.5 hrs and then well 999 other things that happened mostly to Me etc.💥💥💥🔨🔨🔨💥💥💥🔨💥🔨😭🔨🔨🔨💥💥💥💥 godddd complicated relationship w parents aside it is so much to be Completely On and doing the Team Emotional Management the whole time whyyy am I the only grownup… can’t be tired or a little annoyed at being subject to last minute undiscussed demands on my time or even Drop The Cheerful Facade Of Bland Enthusiasm For A Second because I’m Ruining Things For Everyone. but also I’ve got 1 week break between semesters formally and I would like to: Sleep In + Get Meaningful Rest. please. Big ideal day plan wld be to sleep for 12-15 hrs read in bed for a few more go for a little run eat some oatmeal lay around watch movie without thinking about annnnyyything important all day. Is That So Much To Ask. Is This An Unreasonable Demand .
Well anyway I’m being soo dramatic and everything’s really pretty much fine. I cn recognize it’s nice that people went out of their way to make a trip here + want to spend a lot of time together it’s just that due to the Aforementioned Complicated Relationship the Spending Time Together is like. Well u know how wild boars when you stab them you have to have a special Boar Spear with a cross-bar because otherwise they will just keep running up your spear while impaled to Get You, The Spearholder? Well that’s what my relationship w my parents is like in this particular year. Getting stabbed and it sucksss but unfortunately there is the sense that if one keeps going thru the Horrid Feelings there may be some degree of satisfaction (easier or realer relationship? emotional connection? satisfaction of knowing I Tried My Best?) at the other end… but it has to be me (wild boar in this metaphor) doing alll of the work and experiencing the majority of the discomfort in pursuit of unclear ends… ahhhhhh sigh. good reminder I guess that I just still react weird and with maybe a greater than warranted degree of emotional sensitivity to extended intentional infringements on my space + autonomy that don’t take into account that I’m a person with opinions and an inner life and also I Slept Bad and several other problems so I’m much less patient than usual today. condensed: I’m At My Freakin Limit Dot JPEG rn. anyway. ouuughhh. home now going to run a bath (insane. who does that) turn off lights and just sit there in hot water for a while stewing (ha) until I feel less tense + tired (Big Win: reasonably tense + tired ≠ depressed…) maybe light a candle also. I wld bring a book into this if I didn’t know for a certainty I’d drop it in the water immmmmediately and the lathe of heaven doesnt deserve that from me. fuuuck. This probably makes me look insaaaane don’t read this. Or do whatever its my blog though sorry if u followed for fic and are just getting extended musings on my inner mental life + to do lists. In My Defense there’s a read more and if u see this You Clicked It And So Gave Ur Viewing Consent. In conclusion 👨‍👩‍👧🚗🏨🌃😭😔😑🤷‍♀️🙂➡️🛁🕯️📖🛌
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blanchebees · 1 year
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hey! 🪲 here;
i have a hard time w figuring out canvas settings etc to where when i complete a piece of work and try to upload the quality always comes off terrible and its been sorta discouraging, i was wondering how you maintain quality in post when exporting
sorry sorry!
Oh i draw on a pretty big canvas, i make mine above 2500px, not too much otherwise you won't have enough layers, dpi at 300, especially if you plan on printing stuff, then i export as png.
If you're trying to not get your design printed/stolen though, you want to upload it as jpeg and resize it so it won't be clear enough for printing.
If you have a specific theme, uploading from the phone might not let you open the images so you might want to upload from a pc.
I hope this helps you! :)
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greencorncube · 1 year
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reblogging.
recently i have seen like, 40, posts about people snapping at the fact that people are not reblogging and liking to the point of harassing people. i myself have only reblogged like. 3 times i think? 4? and im going to tell you why i don't hit the funny green button.......................................................................................................................................................................................... that fucker gives me anxiety. i mean every single damn button on this website gives me the shock of anxiety, but like i FULLY support the idea of showing other peoples posts to other people but its just. i kinda wish it doesn't show to the original poster you reblogged it. I KNOW I KNOW that sounds like a BIG FAT BLORKER thing to say but its the same thing with the ask button. i just. im sorry for not reblogging a lot. so please don't send your pitchfork AIB pngs and jpegs at my kneecaps. anyways instead of reblogging i am just going to put peoples names that i know or something because my brain wont allow a apology with nothing at the end
here are some names of people i know that exist on this platform because idk how to do the @ thing.
the confused citrus, dyke sussmongus, apathetic newt, hollowed night, (I think their name is?) rythmerpost, (i actually don't really know this person is other than they are a mutual of my mutuals and the person said something once when i mentioned the name olo but i know their name, and i know they exist so i added that person in the list.) if i just got any pronouns wrong im sorry.
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slime-stew · 1 year
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i hate how reblog icon just goes away so the only way i know if i have reboggef is the little 'like icon but this is not enough because sometimes i do not know if if have just liked it or i liked it last momth so i apoligize if i just reblogged the same shit you already saw. then again thats all anyone posts anymore its all just tumblr post of tiktoks of tweets of facebook posts that got reposted to reddit twice and the jpeg is so fried it becomed burnt . i am in so much pain and i cannot sleep so hopefully a stream of consciousness will stop my brain from yelling at me. i dont like how the joke of "there's too many standards so we should make our own standard that works with all if them". in some ways this is how i feel about conlangs and numbering systems cuz they're kinda cool but i can barely speak english so a useless language hurts me on a deeper level. it feels like a waste of brain for me to even comprehend. if you don't use a language to communicate then is it language? why not say theway to conjugate your past tense is to piss really loudly. go crazy. actually there is that hat one i think called kay fop b or whatever who cares we're gonna die at some point and i dont want my longest lasting contribution to society to be some joke hat language. actually what happened to hats. we went from like fedora trilby and it all lead yp to beanies and shit. even baseball cap feels like a dying breed. shit is so itchy i hate how it feel i do not understand how people wear hats. maybe thats it but theres still so many of u beanie people. i am not the person to ask for fashion advice i can barely find clothes to wear on a given day sometimes. i got hella fat and now i feel terrible about myself and my appearance and none of my clothes fit. i got so many garments that have negative stretch like if i even attempt to fit in this it will break. i just wanna wear an infinite clothiny that i dont have to care aboit. just like a big gray bodysuit that makes me imperceptible. granted even when i was less chubby i didnt want to be percieved either so maybe i just dont like how i look lmao. probably dysphoria in there somewhere who knows i just feel so tired and lazy i dont got shit and i have nothin to feel good about so i have just put up with feeling snd looking like human waste all the damb time . i think they should make a new flavor of powerade thats like coconut or coconut lime kinda like that drink from sonic the ocean water. if it was coconut you could make it just light blue cuz theres no cloudy light blue powerade and that would look good. like one of those fortnite drinks they have in the jars that looks kinda tasty. if you made it coconut lime it could be cloudy green like that terrible cucumber lime gatorade. the last time they made new flavors of powerade was like summer 2021 and those flavors are discontinued now. but they only made zero versions of them so im not surprised if they did poorly. also they never make cool names like. Glacier Freeze. thats the berry orange one. Cool Blue is literally just orange or blue curacao flavor. Arctic Blitz was supposed to be honeydew watermelon but it tasted so awful and i love both of those flavors. even just like Fierce Grape is a cooler name but its literally just grape or whatever. Sorry i meant
Grape whoa this shit is neat i'm so glad tumblr has actual text markup options like lets go i love strikethru its so handy i use it on discord all the time too. in a way it somehow both useful as a serious and as a joking indicator but in very obvious ways... probably because i start them with "but" or "except" or stuff like that. i love that i can just type into this box forever and nobody will ever see it and its all just for me yippee! but at least i have the option and unless someone loves stupid walls of text nobody will be forced to see it. gordon freeman big naturals. gorgonzola freeman. spinda pokemon wearing jorts. who up playin with they zeebo. what ever happened to that gon go gab galab guy wheres his revival bring that energy into 2011 fr. wish i was better at chess but i'm so scared of other people so i only play against my friends and the computer. i was in the middle of typin out all this shit amd i was informed that there is a limit to paragprah soze but if u hit enter its chill. it goes away so i made a newline on Grape because its funny to put that there. i think we should work on milking funnier animals. we already milk nuts and rhey dont even have udders but like whats kangaroo milk taste like. i bet its all churned up and creamy cuz they be hopping all the damn time. actually its probably bitter and shitty snd the only reason joeys drink it is because theyre too young and small and crap poopoo to know any better. its like kangaroo buttermilk or kangaroo soylent. reminds me of that angry slappy the squirrel she said something about buttermilk i barely remember animaniacs but it was a good show i had that shit on multiple dvds. i wanted to try that new soylent because it is my guilty pleasure that i want the future to be at least slightly cool about eating stupid foods and not dystopian. 🎁 i seriously cannot believe that someone has ever licked their elbow. it probably has piss on it. luigis mansion 3ds remake. its crazy how most of thr star fox games are either just the snes game again or are some weird shit like adventure or guard. in a way counter strike is the same cuz theres just the first game and then a remake and another remake and then there's a different game entirely that was supposed to be the single player but its a new game. and then there's cs go which was at launch kinda like the second remake but with new shit? like they named the guns correctly and u can play on a l4d map and thry replaced the tmp. but now cs2 is basically a csgo update even though its look like a new game but u play through the csgo launcher and u play on the same dust2. so theres like 3 games but somehow we sre on counterstrike 2. chicken enchilada. thatd a funny trick to play on god. i bet they got some crazy ass soup on mars.i gotta wait so long to see the mario movie. i bet you could jist randomly generate memes by putting hip hop vocals over kevin macleod instrumentals and people woild eat that shit up. my eyeballs are stsrting to hurt goodnight tumblr or is it good morning? ive been typing for so long i cant help it
edit: metal gear solid 2. its good but 3 is better and should have been the Action Game for the ps2 at the smithsonian that shit is rad
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campingmains · 2 years
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Movie collector app
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#MOVIE COLLECTOR APP FULL VERSION#
#MOVIE COLLECTOR APP MOVIE#
#MOVIE COLLECTOR APP SOFTWARE#
#MOVIE COLLECTOR APP MOVIE#
However, I do miss some features, such as importing from, e.g., Delicious Library - I have got just over 1200 DVD's and it was a bit of a pain to manually add all of them to Movie Collector.
#MOVIE COLLECTOR APP SOFTWARE#
I have not come across any major problem running the software and the interface is very user-friendly and it's quite easy to find your way around the programme.
#MOVIE COLLECTOR APP FULL VERSION#
However, I never really liked the feel of Delicious (or DVDPedia for that matter) and thus was quite happy to see an alternative and after having tried out Movie Collector for a while I decided to purchase the full version and to transfer my DVD collection from Delicious to Move Collector. Up until I stumbled across Movie Collector I was using Delicious Library to catalogue my DVD's. It doesn't heat up my Powerbook, so it doesn't seem to consume lots of CPU space. Works well with OSX 10.4.3 and a G4 processor. It does have search strings for adult titles hrough Adult DVD Empire, but I haven't tried that yet. For ease of use, I started giving 4, but 5 stars since it was easier to manage than the other I tried. Two times it seemed hung up on a search item and it ended its search saying the effort timed out. You can configure and add genres, change pictures, so many different ways to make your search one that YOU choose and like to search. I've literally been up all night, and plan to buy this, because I've put almost 50 titles in, which is the shareware limit. cercati un posto per morire!" in, it will, yet the other sites I like to garner DVD info from, don't.īut geezypeezy, it's fun to use. I only hope the developers can see what I'm talking about, like for a movie like "Find a Place to Die." IMDB didn't recognise the search, but if you put "Joe. Should I give it the high five? I think so, since this is the best I've found. Perhaps there's a way to configure the "aka" title that IMDB uses? But then, some searches give me more hits than I'd imagine for IMDB. You can use the UPC barcode, but IMDB doesn't recognize that. Try getting the trifecta, though and you're lucky to do it. Either you get 2 out of 3 hits or IMDB stands alone, when you have to search for the original title name. Try searching with the English, and it can be next to impossible to get hits with IMDB, Amazon, and my other favorite, DVD Empire (with its large cover jpegs). I love spaghetti westerns and martial arts films, and IMDB lists them usually with their original titles (either Italian or Chinese). There is a big 'ol bump in the road with dual- named titles for my most cherished database, IMDB. It tends to be easy to manage and update, if you want to add some info. Much more detail, more comprehensive, IMHO. Not exactly satisfied (although I had intended to purchase DVDpedia, sorry), I checked Movie Collector. if you have over 20 or so, there's quite alot of stuff to work with. It's a chore with the amount of disks one has. I am in the market for a good and comprehensive movie cataloging app with all these DVDs I've been getting.Īt first, I tried DVDPedia, but the things it seemed like I needed to do were just too much.
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s1yfox14 · 2 years
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hi sly! how was the scar stream today? anyways i made ariana griande in a magical girl doll maker here you go
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sorry if its big. anyways my file name for this is "i am legally not responsible for her btw dot jpeg"
YOOO ITS ARIANA GRIANDE!!! Scar stream was good as much as I remember, chilling and talking and even a bit of building and Pearl was there and Scar would not stop buying Bdubs heads after still not paying Pearl back (peepoGiggles). I don't remember much else because it was on in the background while i was trying to get on mcci and then our internet crashed because of a storm so i didn't get to see the end but it was really chill and I liked it :)))
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kazumasougi · 2 years
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i love playing spot the difference because theres like the more obvious ones where sebastian is there now and theres mascots all around the place, and then theres like little details like shading and iris’ clothes and also edgeworths hand is bigger now???
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ikusaba-san · 5 years
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10/18/19
I just really love Sayaka bro. she’s good
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unexpectedreylo · 2 years
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My Review Of “The Love Hypothesis”
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Sorry about the tiny jpeg.  Spoilers ahoy.
As you know, “The Love Hypothesis” is the first big breakaway Reylo-fanfic-turned-published-novel hit, a tale that began life as “Head Over Feet” by EverSoReylo on AO3.  I have not read the original story but I have it downloaded; at some point I’d like to read it just to see what changed between the original fanfic and the novel.
That a popular fanfic became a popular novel, catapulting Reylo into the mainstream, has been quite exciting.  Now at least two other fan fics, “Landscape With A Blur Of Conquerors” and “True Colors,” are on their way to converting to novels for major publishers, while there are a few more kicking around that are original stories undoubtedly inspired by the ship to end all ships, all by Reylo fans/fanfic authors.
I am not a “chick lit” fan.  Had this had no connection to Reylo, I don’t think I’d ever read this book.  That said, it is very entertaining and deftly-written, and it accomplishes the most important thing you have to do in a romantic story and that is to get you the reader to invest in the couple.  Yes, “Olive” and “Adam” carry over a lot of the charm and chemistry from their Star Wars counterparts.  In fact, you really can’t help but see Daisy Ridley and Adam Driver play out their roles as you’re reading it.  It’s hilarious to see readers who had no idea of TLH’s origins post that they’re totally fan casting Adam as Adam Carlsen.  Well, yeah, of course.  
In case you’re unfamiliar with TLH or “Head Over Feet,” this contemporary tale stars PhD candidate Olive Smith who enters into a “fake dating” arrangement with Dr. Adam Carlsen, who’s faculty at Stanford University’s science department, after she grabs him and kisses him in view of her friend.  He’s trying to get grant funding released, she’s trying to convince her bestie Rose, er, Anh that she is over “Jeremy,” a man she dated very briefly so that Anh could date him with a clear conscience.  At the same time, Olive is trying to score a position researching pancreatic cancer at Harvard.  It turns out the man who can help make that happen is a close friend of Dr. Carlsen’s.  Olive and Adam make a show of their relationship, which includes putting on sunscreen, weekly Starbucks dates, cuddling, and so forth.  Both hide their “true feelings” from each other and lots of embarrassing things happen before the inevitable HEA.
I understand why this was quickly scooped up for publication.  Not only is it well-written, its heroine is in the prized STEM field and the author can write about science and academia from a position of expertise.  There aren’t a lot of books around like that, especially not romantic novels.  Plus I’m sure the publishers really liked the ready-made diverse cast; it’s pretty easy with the sequel trilogy crew and throwing in Stormpilot for good measure.
There are two things I’m going to be critical about.  One is the narrative eagerly checking off woke boxes and using woke terminology as though it gets extra credit points for them.  That annoyed me.  The other thing is the sex in Ch. 16-17.  Yes, I even read the bonus from Adam’s POV chapter.  I get it; we all think Reylo is hot and many fans are eager to see space wizards have hot erotic dyad sex in whatever universe.  It’s obvious these idiots Olive and Adam are in love.  However, I didn’t think the tone of those scenes really went with the overall lighthearted tone of the story.  It’s like watching a sweet rom-com with an NC-17 sex scene that gets the film banned in 27 countries.  I can see readers getting totally blindsided by those parts.  Personally, I would’ve used different language and toned down its explicitness a tad.  
But what do I know?  I haven’t written a NYT bestseller.  My stories don’t get 200,000 hits.  Agents don’t DM me.  No, I’m not bitter or jealous or anything.  *Drinks Mad Dog from bottle, cursing my lot in life.*
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ppersonna · 4 years
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organic - ksj | thirteen
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a social media au
↳ summary- You agree to do your childhood best friend, Namjoon, a favor by working as his boss’s gardener.  However, Namjoon fails to tell you just how much of a rich ass Kim Seokjin really is. You hate him, and he hates you, so why does it bother you when his ex makes her way back into his life?
↳ rating- explicit/18+/nsfw
↳ pairing- seokjin x reader
↳ warnings- 😬 smut, oral sex (m/f receiving), penetrative sex, dirty talk, teasing, bratty!yn, brat-tamer!jin, unprotected sex (dont be dumb), aftercare (ig), lmaoooooo here we mf GO.
↳ a/n- omgomgomgogmogmogmogmomgomgogmg. thats all i gotta say yall.  also, so sorry but the tags are currently being VERY BAD and i am sorry if they didnt work.
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The house was empty. Too empty. 
The normally chaotic space of the living room, where all the roommates and friends usually joined was silent. 
You walked around aimlessly, still confused by Jin’s texts, and hoped to find someone to distract you, keep you from going into the bedroom Jin most certainly occupied. 
You couldn’t wrap your mind around the man. In one minute, you’d be daydreaming about his lips and the way he felt pressed up against you. The next, you’d be contemplating methods of murder and if you could bury his body next to the freshly planted rose bushes in the back courtyard. 
A sigh escaped you. No one was home. You were stuck with Jin.  
You grumbled under your breath as you made your way down the lush hallway.  Some friends. Didn’t even invite you out. Left you here with the extremely handsome, tempting, annoying asshole. 
The door opened before you even reached your hand out to grab the handle. Jin appeared with a sleazy smile. 
“Little vixen,” he said, grabbing your wrist. 
“What the fuck are you talking about?!”
It was almost starting to get annoying. 
Jin motioned to the bed. Pretty, pink lingerie lay on the luxe fabric, arranged delicately yet with full intent displayed. 
“I can’t wait to see you in it,” Jin spoke. He moved closer. So close it made your throat swell up. His hands ran up and down your arm. “I knew you’d give in.” 
His words snapped you out of any sensuality you felt at his embrace.  Your hands pushed at the expanse of his chest. 
“I didn’t fucking do this!” You snapped. “Why the fuck would I want you?”
“You think I don’t notice the way you slide in bed towards me until you’re practically humping me?” 
Jin’s smirk was reaching levels you’d never seen before. He was pleased with himself, with this situation. You were sure if you glanced down his body you’d see proof of his arousal. But you couldn’t. You’d lose all ability to talk, to fight. 
“Okay, I was cold! That’s the only reason!” 
Jin tsk’ed and shook his head. 
“Darling, it’s okay. You’re meant to be my wife, you should know how your husband performs in bed. It’s natural to be curious.”
Your hands balled into fists. 
“I’m… not curious.” 
He quirked his head and smiled. “No? Not even a little?”
Jin stepped towards you again, this time slower and with heat. 
“Not curious how deep I can get inside you, how wet you can be for me?”
You would be lying if you said your body didn’t react, didn’t heat under his intense gaze. 
“Clearly, someone set this up,” you whispered, trying to navigate the conversation away from the topic of your wet pussy. 
“Did they now?” Jin asked as he played with a piece of your hair. “You sure it wasn’t all a ruse to get the worldwide handsome in bed with you?” 
“You’re so arrogant,” you snapped. “You think every woman is falling on their face to fuck you.”  Your words were sharp but lacked any of the heat behind it. 
Jin chuckled. “That’s because they generally are.”
His fingers trailed down your face, your neck.  His eyes were fixated at your collar bones, magnetized to the juncture of your throat and shoulder. 
“Well, I’m not.” 
“Say someone set this all up, say I believe you… you still aren’t putting up much of a fight.” 
Damn. 
Jin had you there. 
He continued before you could speak. “It’s almost like you’ve been wanting to find out more ever since I kissed you.” 
Your eyes closed in reply.  The kiss.  The god forsaken kiss.  
“You played me.” 
Jin sighed and tucked a stray hair behind your ear, eyes now level with yours. 
“It’s okay to be curious. About me. About us. I think about it too.” He admitted. 
It piqued your interest and made you swallow hard. 
“I think about what it would be like to have your fiery little body underneath me. Trying to be big and bad and headstrong while you’re getting stuffed full of my cock.” 
You couldn’t help the soft whine that left your lips, and you kicked yourself for allowing Jin to see your moment of weakness. 
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He asked as he moved you towards the bed.  His eyes burned into yours and it felt like all the air in the room left, leaving you suffocating. 
“You want me to take control, to tame the little brat inside you. I can do that, baby. All you have to do is admit you’re the one who did all of this.” 
You fell against the bed with a soft thud, right next to the expensive lingerie. It was your style, your type. Even through the rage of Jin believing you were trying to seduce him, you can’t help but envision yourself in the lace and letting the man unwrap you. 
“It wasn’t me,” you whispered. “I wouldn’t buy something so expensive. You know I prefer secondhand.” 
Jin visibly recoiled and rolled his eyes. 
“I should spank you for that.  You don’t have to lie. You don’t have to save face. I know you did it, baby.”
“It wasn’t fucking me!”
Jin stared at you, eyes seeking answers in your own. 
“You’re such a petty bitch sometimes, you know that?” He stalked closer to you, pushing you down into the bed. “Such a little fucking tease.  You act like you hate me, yet you can’t stop looking at me. You can’t stop thinking about me. You made me get in bed with you every fucking night and still try to claim you hate me?” 
He looked infuriated.  It was scary as much as it was arousing. 
“Don’t you fucking get that I want you?” Jin asked as he pressed a finger under your chin to make you stare him down. “Do you not understand in that thick head of yours that you drive me fucking crazy?”
It’s the straw that breaks the camel's back. 
Instantly, you tugged him down and crushed your lips to his. You kissed him wildly, no finesse or skill. It’s all mouth and teeth and tongue.  Jin groaned into your open mouth, and you pulled away. 
“I didn’t fucking set this up,” you stated with intent. “But I will fuck you until you’re not a goddamn asshole anymore.” 
He never got the chance to retort any smart-ass remark—your hands pushed him onto the bed and your hands flew to his tight, teasing jeans. Your mouths melded together again with the heat of an oven, meshing together with all passion and fire of your argument now funneled into pure, sexual charge. 
Jin’s head rested on the pillows as you hovered above him, trying to tug at his jeans while maintaining a steady assault on his lips. 
He chuckled, his own hands coming to assist you as his tongue explored your mouth. He pulled away to kick the jeans off, leaving him in his expensive Balenciaga tight boxers. 
“God,” you groaned. You were part aroused by the impressive length pressing against the black fabric, half annoyed that his underwear likely cost half of your paycheck alone. “Fucking ostentatious rich asshole.”  
Jin couldn’t help but laugh out loud, but it quickly escaped him as your hand rubbed at his hot bulge, gripping tightly and gritting his teeth to keep from moaning. 
“Shit,” he sighed. “If you make me cum in these, I'm taking the cleaner fee out of your paycheck.” 
You made a show of rolling your eyes, moving down his body and tugging the fabric down along the way. 
“The fact that you get your fucking underwear dry cleaned…,” you sneered. 
You didn’t answer. You didn’t need to. Jin’s impressive length was now free and thick and hard in your hands. His expensive underwear fell to the floor without a care from either of you as you eyed the stiff cock in your hands. 
“Is it everything you’ve dreamed and fantasized of?”  He tried to act cool and collected, using his bravado to mask the absolute pleasure he felt at your delicate hand gripping him tightly. He was certain he would cum instantly if he wasn’t careful. 
“Hmmm,” you sighed as you gave long, languid pumps with your hand. “I mostly fantasized of kicking you here. But, I’m sure this will be a suitable way to shut you up, too.” 
Jin opened his mouth in reply but cut himself off with a strangled groan as your hot mouth descended, taking him fully to the hilt at the back of your throat.  His eyes nearly rolled back in his head as he felt your tight mouth envelop him and suck. 
Your mouth worked eagerly, licking and sucking as you began a pace.  You’re determined to suck the cocky attitude right out of him. And judging by the look that crossed his face—eyes glazed over in bliss, mouth ajar in pleased disbelief—you’d say you did an outstanding job at it. 
His hand moved to your head, a surprisingly gentle grasp in your hair as he held back pieces of your fringe that fell in your face.  Your heart thumped harder against your chest, eyes flickering up to his to gaze at him as your mouth continued its assault on his cock.
You cursed yourself the moment your eyes locked with Jin’s.  It would be easier to hate him, to think of this as a way to get back at him, if you hadn’t.  Now, all you saw was the side of Jin you saw before.  The sensitive, passionate Jin who kissed you deeply and held your hand through dinner.  The look in his eyes now spoke more than just of sexually charged thoughts—it spoke something tender too.
You quickly forced yourself back to the task at hand.  Your tongue swirled around the tip of his head.  You forced yourself to see this as sex, nothing more.  Your heart was too sensitive to allow other thoughts invading in.  What was it that Tae always said to do? Get the dick, secure the bag?
Oh, what did he know—wasn’t the boy head over heels for Jimin, anyway?
Jin’s hand tightened around your hair, encouraging you to come up for air.  Your hand kept a steady pace as your lips popped off his length.
“What? Enjoying yourself too much?” You teased as you used your free hand to wipe at the saliva running down your chin.  
Jin groaned as he watched your fist still work its way up and down his slick cock.  
“Mm,” he sighed and bit his lip. “Yeah, actually.  I don’t wanna cum yet.  Wanna save it for that bratty little pussy of yours.”
The words made your breath hitch in your throat.  
In an instant, Jin had you flipped over and you were prone to him.  The devilish grin on his face told you he had you right where he wanted you.
“I hope you had fun thinking you’re the boss,” he murmured as he sat back on his heels and unbuttoned his tight shirt.  “Daddy’s in charge now.”
The shiver you feel run down your spine makes you feel too vulnerable, too attracted and exposed to the man above you, now completely naked.  His body was cut to perfection, hard lines of his muscles exposed that made your mouth water.
“Didn’t realize you had a daddy kink.” Your attempt to sound bratty failed—both you and Jin knew it.  Your eyes were still locked at the way his lower abdomen formed a perfect V line, the slight thatch of hair just above his cock.  
“My eyes are up here, baby.”
Your eyes snapped up to him instantly, cheeks turning pink.
“It’s okay.  Don’t be shy.  Lots of women get overwhelmed when they see the worldwide handsome in the flesh like this too.”
His words rolled around in your stomach uncomfortably and you’re forced to face the reality that Jin does this—a lot.  With a lot of women.  And you’re overwhelmed by how jealous it makes you.  You want to be the only one underneath him, the only one able to graze your fingers down his chest, the only to cry out his name.
And the thought scared you.
So, you did what you did best—ignore it.
Jin’s hard, burning gaze bore into you.  His hands reached towards the tops of your jeans and you noted the way he ignored the patches of dirt on the knees from your day at work.  In fact, you’re surprised he even let you on the bed in clothes that were shabby too.
The jeans quickly left your body, and Jin hovered over your legs.  His hands trailed down the soft satin of your panties, barely covering your core.  Your body reacted instantly, thighs moving to press together, but Jin would have none of it.
“Ah, ah,” he warned.  “Don’t tell me you’re shy.  You never seemed so shy when you’re biting my head off.”
“Shut up,” you murmured, allowing your legs to spread apart again.  
Jin lowered himself between your thighs, fingers wrapping around the fabric.
“I see you’re wearing the panties I bought you.”
The look on his face told you he was proud of himself.
“I still hate that you made me buy underwear.  Not like you were going to see them.”
Jin sent a look at you, tearing his gaze from your soaked core.  
“Oh, then what do you call this?”
Your words caught in your mouth.  He got you there.
“...shut up.”
Jin grinned and moved his eyes back towards your cunt, pulling your panties down.
“So mouthy.  Someone needs to put you in your place.”
Your mouth opened in a gasp as the panties slide off, a string of slick arousal following it.  Jin can’t help but chuckle.
“For all that big talk, you seem to be very excited.”
The desire to be touched quickly outweighed the need to hold your own.  With your pussy open and exposed, and Jin’s eyes focused on it like it was his last meal, the burning desire in your stomach nearly bubbles over.
“Jin,” you gasped. “Please.”
“Now, look who’s begging.”
You wanted desperately to wipe the smirk off his face, to put him in his place, but your resolve quickly faded the closer he got to your glistening folds.
“You want me to eat your sweet pussy? Tell me you do.  Tell me it’s all you’ve wanted.”
The pride in your heart thuds hard—you can’t find it in you to say it but you ache for his sweet mouth, plushy lips, harsh tongue that would spear into you deliciously.
“Jin, fuck, please,” you begged.  “I can’t…”
“I won’t touch you if you don’t,” he explained. “You could be halfway to a screaming orgasm by now if you’d just suck up that pride of yours as well as you sucked my cock.”
Your body squirmed uncomfortably and his hands gripped your thighs, keeping you secured to the bed.
“Fucking say it,” he demanded and the timbre of his voice had your cunt pulsing around nothing.
You’ve finally had it.  
“Please! Jin! I fucking need you!  God, I always think about fucking you, are you happy?” You asked with frustration boiling over.  “I think about you fucking me all—fucking—day.  Please, I need you, daddy.”
Jin smirked at the sound of his honorific and knew he had you wrapped around his finger.
“Good baby girl,” he cooed.
His mouth latched onto your cunt in seconds.  His hands spread the folds apart and his tongue darted out to begin a licking motion on your clit.  Your eyes snap closed and mouth gaped open in silent pleasure.
“Oh, fuck!” You finally found your voice and your hands grasped at his brawny arms below you, fingers digging into his skin gently.  
Jin didn’t hold back.  His tongue worked your clit in a frenzy, knowing just where to suck and nibble and lick just right.  You hated to admit that for all his bragging he had the skills to back it up.
Your moans encouraged him more, and his hand worked its way in, two fingers slipping into your heat.  The added sensation made your back arc off the bed.
“Shit! Oh, shit!”  The combination of all the sensations made you keen and your core tightens impossibly.  “Oh, fuck, Jin! I’m going to cum!”
He smirked against you and kept his pace, increasing the speed of his finger as his tongue worked you to the height of your climax.
It washed over you—hard.  Your vision blacked out around the edges and you’re sure you stopped breathing for ten whole seconds, before your lungs burned and gasped in for air.
Jin pulled his fingers from within you and licked them clean.  The cocky aura surrounding him was gone.  Now, it felt worshipful.  It felt pious.
He didn’t want long before crawling up to you.  His lips pressed against your own, your own unsteady breath mixing with his as you tasted your own slick on his tongue.   The flavor of your cum and his mouth made you gasp. 
Jin pulled away and peered down at you, his thick length now lined up at your soaked core.
“Can I fuck you?”  Jin’s voice was gentle.  “I have condoms, if you want....”
You nodded your head quickly. “If you’re clean, please… just fuck me like this.”
You didn’t know what came over you—normally a good rule-following type of girl, but something deep down wanted to feel Jin, all of Jin, uninhibited.
His eyes sought into yours for a moment.  He held an emotion in there—one that you couldn’t quite recognize , and your heart clenched at the idea that anything other than lust flickered through his consciousness.
“Okay, I’m clean too,” he whispered as his length breached you. 
Jin pressed his lips to yours as his cock slid into you, tenderness lacing the movement as he stilled inside you.  He held you there for a moment, hands moving to cup your face.  His hips remained motionless, and you both melted at the feeling of your bodies joining.
You forced yourself to look away from whatever emotion Jin was trying to reveal through his gaze and moved your hips slightly to encourage him.
He seemed to get the idea and quickly slid himself in and out.  The feeling of his bare cock stuffed inside you, each ridge and vein dragging itself in and out of you, felt better than any sex you’d ever had.  
Jin’s pace became quicker, and the tender sensuality became quickly replaced with raw passion and lust, which loosened the feeling of vulnerability you felt before.
“God, you’re taking me so good,” he gasped as he plunged himself deep into you, as if to make a point.  “You’re so fucking tight and wet for me, fuck, baby.”
Your moans echoed off the luxe walls, and you threw your head back against the fine egyptian cotton pillows.  As much as you wanted to hate the display of wealth, you couldn’t help but be grateful for Jin’s need for expensive fabrics.  They felt like heaven against your bare skin, and the friction of Jin’s movements made them rub on you deliciously.
“Yes, fuck!” You exclaimed.  “You feel so good!”
There was no need to hold back the praise, and you had no desire to either.  Jin was fucking you so good that any ideas of hating him had left the second he entered you.
Jin let his head drop to your ears—whispered praises of how good you were, how fucking tight you felt.  He continued as he pounded you deeply and pulled your body close to his, as if he couldn’t get close enough.
It didn’t take long for you to feel your second high coming.  Jin’s cock hit just the right places, and he dropped a hand to your joined centers to rub at your clit, encouraging your climax to spiral towards the end.
His pace became frantic as he fucked you with fervor and no finesse, hips snapping and pistoning into you as deeply and quickly as he could.  Idly, he realized he wished he could be buried in your cunt forever, that he’s likely never felt such a better pussy in his life.  And he didn’t want to allow himself to think too hard about what that meant.  
He could feel it building, climbing to an ever growing peak that he felt on the brink of summiting.  His breath hitched, yours panted heavily, and he felt hypnotized by the way your cries escalated to near screams.
The chase to the end was quick, as Jin quickly worked himself up to his climax as your cunt became tighter and fluttered around his cock the closer you edged to the end.  Jin groaned as the feeling inside of him snapped.  It pulsed with each shot of his seed into your womb--and he groaned as he felt your walls clench around him as you soared over your own edge.
His name was the only thing you could scream as he kept his pace, allowing your walls to milk him dry.  He held himself inside you, allowed him the chance to soak in the feeling of you and him mixing as one.
Your come-down from the orgasm felt slow, languid.  Jin’s body laid next to you and his cock still nuzzled deep inside your walls.  It felt secure.  It made you feel safe, love, full.  Your heart beat erratically, combined with the exertion of the act and the physical proximity of the man now lying next to you, breathing just as hard.
His arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you in tight, only allowing his cock to slip out of you after he was sure you were secure in his arms.  His forehead pressed against yours—eyes seeking your own with that same, tender look from before.
No words were spoken for a moment, just the silence and combined breath of your exhaustion.
Jin kissed you, then.  Deep, soft, loving.  It felt too real.  Too much.  It bothered you how much you loved it and wanted it to continue.
“Do you,” he began, before pausing for a moment. “Do you want to maybe… stay longer than a week?” 
You bit your lip, pondering his request.
Did you want to leave? Did you want to return to a life of working for the man you just let cum inside you?  Could you still pretend to be his wife after experiencing this and walking away?
Did you even want to pretend at all?
“Yeah,” you nodded. “Yeah, I think I kind of like this gaudy house.”
Jin’s soft smile turned into a smirk and his hands gripped your waist tighter.
“Next thing you know, you’ll be shopping only at Armani.”
“In your fucking dreams, daddy.”
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hey! could a request a oneshot sort of thing where Reggie and Julie freak out about the wiggles fruit salad song? (its very oddly specific i know)
Jess I'm cackling at how you phrased this prompt as if we hadn't just had a whole conversation about it on the server lol. Well sorry it took so long, and I hope you enjoy!
read on ao3 here:
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Sometimes Julie is reminded that twenty-five years is a really long time.
Like when Alex asks if he can use her dad’s typewriter, and Julie says, “I don’t think he’s had one since college.”
Or like when Reggie spends three hours taking her iPod Shuffle apart because “it’s like Star Trek technology, Julie! How do you not think this is the coolest thing ever?”
Or like when Luke tells her he was born in 1978 and she tells him she was born in 2005 and they just… look at each other.
But other times— other times, Julie’s reminded that actually, in the grand scheme of things, twenty-five years is in fact no time at all.
Reggie’s already in the kitchen when Julie comes downstairs for breakfast, dancing around with a big mixing bowl and a spatula. His hair and shirtfront are splattered with what looks like pancake batter except green, and Julie can hear him singing to himself before she even makes it all the way down the stairs.
“Hey, you!” She plops down on a stool at the kitchen island, pillowing her chin on her arms as she watches him stir. “Whatcha cooking?”
“Pancakes!” Reggie grins at her and sticks out the spatula for her to taste. “Your dad told me to go wild with the food coloring.”
That would explain the green, then. And Julie trusts Reggie, so she dutifully steals a lick of the batter. “Mmm! Yummy!”
Reggie’s already broad grin grows broader, and he happily brings the bowl back over to the opposite counter so he can unhook the big pancake griddle from the wall.
“What were you singing earlier?”
“Oh, that?” Reggie smiles sheepishly over his shoulder. “Just this old song. It’s by this Australian kids band that was just getting started when we died? They were never big in America, but I found one of their CDs at the thrift store where I got my leather jacket! You’ve probably never heard of it.”
This would hardly be the first time the boys have talked about something with complete confidence that Julie has absolutely never heard of, but she could swear the song Reggie was humming earlier sounded familiar.
“Sing it for me?”
Reggie turns to her, wide-eyed and blushing like he can’t tell if she’s making fun of him or not. She shoots him her most reassuring smile, and he blushes redder, but not so shyly this time.
And then he starts to sing, dancing a little in place like he can’t quite help it. “Fruit salad. Yummy yummy.”
“Reggie!” Julie gasps, cutting him off before he can jump into the repeat. “That’s not old, that’s The Wiggles!”
Reggie’s face lights up. “You know The Wiggles? But they’re a 90s band!”
“A 90s band that got big in America in the early to mid 2000s! I grew up on them!”
Julie pulls her phone out to read the Wikipedia page and find Fruit Salad on YouTube. She and Reggie spend the rest of the morning reminiscing, and the pancakes are left completely forgotten.
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