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navree · 8 months
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i will say, john apparently having memory issues is genuinely putting me in arthur's headspace in a way nothing else has yet because i feel blind now too. i can't trust john's descriptions as factual, i can't know that we don't really know who noel is and that he's just a newcomer (and harlan voicing literally every character doesn't help at all), i can't even have a firm idea of what's going on, because the person i'm relying on to be my narrator, the same person arthur's relying on to be his eyes, is demonstrably no longer reliable (and for me as a listener it's actually worse cuz unlike arthur i know john's lying about something and that he's got an ulterior motive due to his deal with kayne that arthur is entirely unaware of). it's very good, and it also creates a sense of unease and dread which is good for a horror podcast.
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kelluinox · 2 months
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"The colonial practice of zionism..." you know, if you don't even know the basic FACT that jews come from Judea and therefore cannot be colonizers in their own land, then maybe you shouldn't be speaking about things you neither know nor understand? Only two words into a sentence and you're already wrong. Truly, every day you absolute uneducated baffoons on here and twitter are just continuously proving that before the age of internet only your family knew you were a fool
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marionsinspirations · 4 months
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bixels · 6 months
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pronouns?🧐
He/Him.
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kyousukebei · 4 months
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menalez · 5 months
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You're only perpetuating the stereotype of muslims being misogynistic monsters by reblogging such videos which are used to further dehumanize and justify their slaughter especially at a time like this. Blaming misogyny or homophobia on religions shows lack of knowledge towards the roots of these oppressions at best. Believe it or not, misogyny won't disappear even if all religions disappeared of the face of earth. Call out misogyny by all means but if you're blaming a particular religion as the reason for this you're only helping in purplewashing. Before you try to say you're a muslim woman who'd suffered under Islam, I too am a muslim from Pakistan, and lived a far less privileged life than you. None of that stopped me from realizing that religion meant nothing to the men of my family or any other men I know when it came to their own lives. It was only a tool that was used to control our lives and women like me had to suffer it because we were further disfranchised by living in a country ravaged by imperialism.
i agree, religion is used as a reinforcer, it is not the root. it’s not religion making them freaks, but religion helps them justify it. i’ve said so repeatedly. you would probably know that if you actually read my opinions on religion!
but please don’t tell me to not discuss men being misogynistic because simply discussing it somehow enables stereotypes. i have every right as a middle eastern & muslim woman to share things about the reality of women of similar backgrounds. the same way you have every right to share pakistani or south asian men’s misogyny. it’s not your place at all to argue that i cant talk about our struggles bc talking about it somehow makes people racist. racists will use anything to justify their racism, blaming women of colour for discussing what men in closer proximity to us put us through for ppl’s racism is honestly pretty awful.
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revengeromance · 3 months
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Annie Lenox called for ceasefire during the tribute to artists that have passed
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wild-garden-fairy · 2 years
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I have energy for a change! I can actually do my hobbies!
*makes dinner*
I need to lie down for ten hours.
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jaypentaghast · 6 months
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I'll go fuck myself then
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𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐑's a weak man.
He's been arched against the floorboards with you crouched over him for who knows how long and he hasn't bothered to tell you to lock the door yet because he's gripping your wrist and thrusting into the hand you've curled tightly around his cock.
"M're," he slurs with eyes half shut and hips writhing on the floor, "Fuckkkk — m're, need—"
He gasps when you squeeze the base of his cock and his jaw slips open. He's close to spilling all over chest, deliriously chucking the more he thrusts against your hand and the more his ass claps softly against the wood. He still for a milisecond when your lips find his neck and it takes you knelt over him, straddling his legs while you fist his slick erection until he's spurting white droplets all over his chest.
You're not slowing down and his eyes are squeezed shut, his hands fly to your arm and his teeth grit at the sharp pleasure thrumming in his balls and down his legs. His hips feel paralyzed and yet they move to thrust into the tight ring of your hand.
"Yes, yes, yes — it's too fucking much" he sobs, moans riding in volume and off the walls of his study.
Viktor wants to plant his feet and fuck into your hand, it doesn't matter how embarrassed he was to do it at first — what matters is he feels good and he can't remember how to use his body to get what he wants. That question lingers in his head and he gasps at the squeeze you give his tip, glassy eyes snap open at the sound of your voice against his ear.
"You want to cum, love?"
That's it.
That's what he wants. He moans, head leaning back against the floor while your lips trail down his neck. How could he forget he wants to cum? So wrapped up in pleasure you're giving him.
Maybe it's the thought of you pumping his cock covered in oil and cum while he's laid on the floor like a whore. It feels so good and you're giving and giving and giving so much that he's dizzy and feels boneless and still he arches when you lean back to cup his balls. Lithe movements on his twitching cock slow his impending orgasm and he shakes his head frantically, bucking helplessly and pouting up at you.
"Ask for it."
His tongue feels heavy in his mouth and he grips your thigh, leaning forward and licking a line up your front to your chest before bringing your nipple into his mouth.
Your fingers card through his hair and hold him there, sighing and he loses himself to the dull shocks of your thumb running over the tip of his cock and the feeling of your hardening nipple pressed against his tonge until you tug.
Viktor bends easy, staring up at you as a string of drool connects your nipple and his bottom lip. His tongue shoots out to catch the rest and he hisses when you pull harder against his hair and he's twitching in your hand because he needs a little more. Jostling you slightly as he bucks up into your hand as if he remembered he wanted to cum all over your palms.
"Uh uh," you pull your hand away and Viktor's throat bobs, eyes drifting down your body as he searches for the answer. "Ask to come."
Viktor's eyes lift to meet the warmth in your eyes and he swallows, nodding, "Please make a mess of me. I," he hears knocking at his door and he looks up at you, slightly panicked so you decide to have mercy on him.
"What do I do?" he whispers quietly.
His cock jumps and he moans, head slamming back against the floorboards when your lips wrap around him. Blood is rushing out of his head and south into his dick so fast that he's dizzy, whining and gasping and unsure whether to push or pull you to him.
You pull off, hand going faster as he trembles beneath you, moaning and bucking into your palm despite the dig of floorboards against his ass.
"Cum."
He does.
He shakes, fingers digging into you as he pushes his hips flush against your hand and shallowly thrusts as if there's more of him to give and there is. It spills over his chest, moans and drawn out groans that sharply cut into gasps and the way he's shakily trying to still himself and allow you to pump him dry as you please.
There's so so much and whoever was outside that door knows it now. You'd think Viktor would be ashamed from where he's laid on his side and drooling on the floorboards, but when he sees you unbutton your pants he licks his lips.
"More, please." he smiles up at you.
How can he resist?
Viktor's a weak man.
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Wooo
Already got the outside of my apartment building done so im ready for tomorrow
Since we already know we're gonna have cheats to expand the number of units on one lot it has 8 units instead of 6
I'm basing it off luxury townhouses you'd find in New York
4 of them are gonna be occupied by sim families i make and are gonna be super personalized for those sims while the other 4 are gonna be more basic and just have random families
Right now I have it on the 64x64 lot in del sol Valley but I might move it somewhere else. Havent decided yet. Initially when I thought "luxury townhouses" I picture something in LA but as I've been building, the style fits the new England area better sooooo....not sure which sim world with a 64x64 would work for that. I think the park in San myshuno is 64x64 so I might put it there but the style could maybe fit in windenburg....but the area that the windenburg 64x64 lot is in doesn't really work for apartments.
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squirrel-gay · 5 months
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I didn’t listen to any music voluntarily until I was 11/12ish years old.
I listened to music, yes. The music my parents listened to in the car, the music my family would play at parties, bands my sister listened to. Songs that came up in movies, etc.
But I distinctly remember being indifferent(?) idk, it’s not like I hated music. I just preferred the silence (because silence meant I could hear whatever was coming, it helped me be prepared).
And then one day (11/12ish years old) I was just walking at school and something. switched. Suddenly my ears, or my brain, said “oh, we can listen now, don’t you hear it? reaaally hear it” and that was the moment I started listening to music.
That was also the moment I realized I couldn’t possibly listen to ALL the music there is. Because that’s a lot. And I’m the kind of person (now) that plays a song on repeat (I once listened to the same song for three days straight). I like to really sit with the music and let myself hear, and feel and all that stuff.
There’s no point here. I was just listening to some songs (new artists I’ve never heard before, many different styles, but they have soul and I’m here to hear it) and I remembered those days because I was so distraught back then because I thought I had wasted a good decade not really listening, y’know.
I don’t blame myself for that anymore. I appreciate the time I have now, and I like to hear some music while I’m at it.
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celestiababie · 6 months
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Hi...
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I feel really scared to post this since it's been a good handful of months since I've posted anything.
There really isn't a reason other than I've been demotivated and dealing with a lot of shit in my personal life, which led to me spiraling down the pits of my depression.
I don't know when I'll post anything, but I do have a few ideas for things I want to write.
Oh and! Since I've been gone, I've officially hit 3000 followers, which was a pleasant surprise.
Thank you to everyone, old and new, for supporting me
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Fuck I really do miss Suletta Sundays
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plushchimera · 5 months
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I'm grateful for all extra hugs, that was nice (Karlach 🥺) ngl I hoped for some text cards for minor npcs but oh well
also I don't want to talk about God-Gale :'D
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lover-of-mine · 1 year
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how r the gay fire fighters
Still not gay enough 😭😭😭😭
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