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todayinhiphophistory · 9 months
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Today in Hip Hop History:
Masta Ace released his debut album Take A Look Around July 24, 1990
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3dollarbillyalls · 1 year
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For a long period of time I was wondering whether Sam was wearing the same outfit in the TALA video because he definitely had a similar shirt.
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And today I decided to watch TALA again in case I missed something… The hell I did.
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Ladies and gentlemen and everyone else, may I present to you: Sam Rivers officially being a femboy along with Wes.
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Please don’t tell me everyone knew this because I never really paid attention (adhd club yo)
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just-a-whumping-birb · 4 months
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Hello, hello! Birb is my name and writing is my game!
Welcome to my little writing corner on this wacky site! Feel free to look around :D
All pieces will have TWs at the start and proper tags; please mind the warnings!
Favorite whump tropes/themes (will be added to):
Hypnosis/Mind Control
Conditioning
Creepy Whumper
Supernatural whumpees and whumpers (vampires, fae and demons in particular)
My OCs (Picrews and bios to come soon):
Oliver
Tristan
Grayson
Gareth
Stephanie
Molly
Aevy
Hunter
Scylla
Thorn
Stories:
First Bitten: Oliver and Tristan find themselves captured and soon beholden to Grayson, an elder vampire hellbent on making their lives as miserable as possible.
Beyond the Glamour: A romance between Hunter, an everyday human just entering college and Scylla, a far prince who is more than just curious about the human world. Though passion blooms between them, nothing lasts forever when it comes to forbidden romance…
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anditwentlikethis · 6 months
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when someone tells me to go to hell but I care enough about football to let it decide my mood every week... ✨I'm already there✨
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lizzy-innet · 7 months
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Please read this, please repost, this isn’t about religion, this is about the genocide of an entire race. They almost did during WW2 with the holocaust, and now they are trying again.
For fucks sake, take a look.
World War One, Russia, Britain and Germany leaders FIRST FUCKING COUSINS.
WW2, evil mustdash man rise to power BECUASE THE GERMAN PEOPLE ARE DESPERATE, due to the dept they owe to the Allie’s during WW1 ( that they finished repaying in 2008 or 2009, they are still repaying WW2. )
And now we are on the Verge of WW3, Russia and Ukrainian, Israel and Muslim ( the radicals ) becuase they want genocide.
THIS is NOT ABOUT A RELIGION OF PEOPLE.
JEWS ARE A RACE, A ETHNICITY OF PEOPLE WITH THERE OWN CULTURE.
Yes, it is a religion, but the Jewish people are a race and ethnicity of people. A race that is facing genocide and persecution due to muslim belief.
BUT, the majority OF MUSLIM PEOPLE are not to blame. MUSLIMS ARE ALSO A CULTURE,A RACE.
WE CANNOT BLAME A ENTIRE RACE FOR THE ACTIONS OF A FEW.
JEWS AND MUSLIMS ARE COUSINS FOR FUCKS SAKE, We may not be biologically related, but we ARE COUSINS.
DO NOT BLAME THE ACTOINS OF A FEW ON THEM ALL, all that will do is lead to more genocide, only on another group.
We cannot direct our hate towards the nature groups, simply becuase one or two of them have committed crimes worthy of that hate.
We will have WW3 if these conflicts are not stopped, we must stop fighting, stop behave like animals who are controlled by only bloodlust. Humans are biologically, hunters and predators, BUT WE CANNOT TURN ON OUT OWN RACE.
All of us are brothers and sisters, different backgrounds, colors, cultures, we are all human, we all carry the same DNA, all that changes is how we look.
WHY CAN WE NOT SEE THAT WW3 IS JUST MINUTES AWAY, and why do so few act to truly stop it?
Why does our skin color? Our height? Our gender? Who we are? Determine if we are able to live or not? Why can we not lay down our arms and talk like brothers, like cousins. Why must we be consumed by hate and rage?
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nando161mando · 9 months
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Dragon Ball Z - Limp Bizkit - Take a Look Around
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torajira · 1 year
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this week's song is take a look around by limp bizkit!
i'm just in a limp bizkit mood these days idk
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alienalgae · 26 days
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So enraged at the world right now ngl...
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sleepyxhorcrux · 2 months
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Today in Hip Hop History:
Masta Ace released his debut album Take A Look Around July 24, 1990
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nerdpoe · 3 months
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Phantom, the newest addition to the Justice League, pulls Wonder Woman aside.
He has...a strange request.
He's nervous, flustered, fading in and out of the visible spectrum. It's clear that what he's about to ask of her is important to him, and even though she has an uncomfortable voice in the back of her head telling her this young hero is about to ask her out, she resolves to listen before she jumps to conclusions.
She's glad she did.
"Can...can you put a grave for me in Themyscira? I know it's just for women, but it's the safest place I can think of for it! I just...I don't have a grave, and Clockwork says it's starting to stunt my growth as a Ghost, and I have too many enemies on American soil, so. It's okay if you say no, though, I'll figure something out, it's fine."
Diana lets him ramble to the end, already knowing what her answer is going to be.
"We would be honored to host your grave, Phantom. Do you have any remains I can take home? Do you require a funeral service?"
Phantom looks...he looks beyond grateful. Close to tears.
"No, no remains. A symbolic grave is fine, it just. It has to have my real name on it, my mortal one." He says, looking hesitant. "Please don't reach out to my family, Wonder Woman. They don't know."
With that, he hands over a small slip of paper, torn from a notebook and clearly folded one too many times.
She takes it as though he were entrusting her with the rarest diamond in the world. She wants to, but she does not ask how they could not notice the death of someone so very bright.
Instead she nods, tucking the paper away.
Phantom will get a grand grave, one worthy of a friend to the Crown of Themyscira. She will ensure it.
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martydaxnger · 7 months
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sister christian would wake up on the sabbath morning ready to powertrip a bunch of children
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tryingtoorbitthesun · 9 months
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I just want everybody to know I'm not hiding any insecurities
they're all on display, you're welcome to look as long as you want
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willowser · 6 months
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your little angel of a son inherits katsuki's bad temper, and it manifests in his terrible fours.
there's an awful little shriek that echoes throughout the house and katsuki is on his feet and halfway to the living room before his eyes are even open—but the only danger awaiting him there is a pouty little brat.
his son is sitting amidst a swarm of toys that have been strewn about haphazardly, and his arms are crossed and big fat tears are in his eyes and he looks mad as all hell. you do, too, sitting across from him with a deep frown, holding the ripped page of a book from his little shelf.
"no sir," you warn, "we do not treat our things this way."
you incite a meltdown.
katsuki feels his own temper flaring—half from shock and awe at his little mini-me and also from the exhaustion wearing him thin—when your son kicks his legs out in a burst of rage, letting out another little shriek of anger. your cheeks puff up, wearing the same furious expression, and at the hiss of his name, the little brat jumps to his feet and snatches a toy truck nearby and launches it across the room.
"oi!"
your son's attention snaps to katsuki, startled, losing a hint of anger as he pouts at the floor.
"what'd she just tell you?" and when he gets no response, katsuki prods with a, "hah? answer me."
but the little boy only stamps his little feet and grunts out a furious, wordless sound that has katsuki's lip curling. you let out a heavy sigh, shaking your head at him before frowning down at the torn page in your hands, and then katsuki is planting a hand on the back of his son's head and steering him towards the front door.
"time to take a walk."
the boy goes, even though his arms are crossed and his eyes are downcast. he only resists once, as katsuki tries to shove his little feet into his shoes.
"i don't wanna." he mumbles, face scrunched and wet before promptly looking away.
"i didn't ask."
"hmm!"
katsuki has to resist the urge to pinch his own son.
they get out the door eventually, and the little boy stomps along for the most part, no longer needing a guiding hand on the back of his head once they get around the block a time or two. neither of them say anything.
fatherhood has taught katsuki a lot of things, which was expected, but the one thing that's surprised him is—he's learned all the things he doesn't want his son to be.
the first of them being angry. not the way katsuki was, mean and selfish, throughout his childhood; hateful and careless, in his teens; shut off and simmering, even now.
he waits until the tension has melted off his little shoulders, until his little face has dried and evened out. his arms swing at his sides, occasionally coming up to wipe his snot with the back of his hand, and he eyes the few wildflowers they pass with a little hum and a small smile.
katsuki tugs once on his ear, frowning down at the little brat when he peeks up at him. "that how you're supposed to treat your mama?"
he doesn't answer at first, leaning his head all the way back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, until katsuki stops walking. "no, sir."
"how you s'posed to treat her?"
"with love."
"how you s'posed to treat your toys?"
"with care."
"uh-huh," katsuki squishes his son's cheeks in his hand, shaking his head lightly from side to side until he starts giggling. "that how you acted today?"
"no, sir."
"that how y'r gonna act again?"
"no, sir."
"okay," katsuki murmurs, nodding once before letting him free. the little boy bounces on his feet and sucks on his lip, grinning when his tummy is pinched. "now pick those for your mama."
and he does, carefully plucking a small handful of flowers from the grass as they make their way back home, and just before he runs up the steps to the house, katsuki's little angel of a son hands him the biggest one.
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anna-scribbles · 1 year
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honestly idk why luka needed witness protection he seemed like he was doing great
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verflares · 2 months
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say, what do you think ever happened to that boy from the forest? you think he ever found what he was looking for?
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