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peanutscomics · 1 year
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shiftythrifting · 4 months
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Here's some finds from Ohio:
Some way too enthusiastic baby dolls and the mascot the Olympics tried to push on the public twice.
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i-am-aprl · 16 days
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nobrashfestivity · 1 year
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Victor Vasarely
Olympic Emblem 1971
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sovietpostcards · 1 year
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Workers of the Red October factory pack chocolates into Mishka boxes before the Olympic Games in Moscow. Photo by V. Garin (Jan. 1980).
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barbielore · 3 months
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Barbie has had tie-ins for the Olympic Games before, including both the Summer and Winter games as well as the Paralympics.
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(Finding that post to link back to made me realise that I said I was going to do a post about past Winter games dolls, but I haven't done so.)
As of time of writing this post, there have not been any announced tie-in dolls for the 2024 Paris games, but I think it's highly likely that there will be.
I have recently discovered that there was a bit of controversy over the dolls for the Tokyo games in 2020/2021, and I feel it appropriate to draw attention to it.
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This was during a time when Mattel were really pushing diverse line-ups in the Barbie brand. In fact, there was a press release (links to it now dead but it was quoted in some other articles) in which they discussed that the collection was designed to “highlight inclusivity and innovation”.
However, some people subsequently questioned this, as the line does not contain any Barbies of Asian appearance - despite the Games being held in Japan!
Mattel's official statement was that the Skateboarder Barbie was intended to be read as an Asian athlete however that they "fell short".
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I am not going to question whether this doll is or is not intended to depict an Asian athlete - however this was a disappointing effort given the promise of inclusivity.
Some Asian athletes have been depicted as Barbies - for example volleyballer Hui Ruoqi has a She-roes depiction.
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And snowboarder Chloe Kim has a highly sought after Barbie depiction too.
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However going forward Mattel really could do better to ensure that, if they are going to market a brand as being diverse and inclusive, that they actually do follow through on that promise.
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misty1111 · 5 months
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I had a really good fencing practice today after a very difficult and discouraging practice last week. I even considered quitting. I had been struggling with my advance lunges. And tonight, my coach said my advance lunge was “beautiful” and that meant so much to me. I’m not giving up.
I’m going to go to the Olympics one day for fencing. And I will win gold.
I have a lot of disabilities that make it harder for me but I’m learning and progressing despite them. Some of them include plantar fasciitis and a complete lack of depth perception (despite have two working eyes.) I’m used to working harder to adapt to succeed despite my disabilities. This is what I want to do. So I’m going to do it. 😊
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imvges-football · 1 year
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sweetzscore · 3 months
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My maths teacher is going to be a judge at the Olympics????
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cucumber-pictures · 4 months
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Looking Into 2024
2023 is coming to an end,so I would like to tell you 20 different things, the good and the bad
The Good
1. Elemental will win the Oscar. (Isn’t that exciting?) 2. Steamboat Willie will enter public domain. 3. Gemini Ultra is released by Google. 4. A global agreement on plastic pollution. 5. Chang'e lunar sample will return mission 6. The first crewed flight of NASA's Orion spacecraft 7. Indonesia gets a new capital city 8. Paris hosts the summer Olympics 9. The Lion King will turn 30. 10. The Incredibles will turn 20.
The Bad
1. Warner Bros. Discovery will buy Paramount Global 2. There will be a recession, hitting poor Joe Biden so hard, that Donald Trump will win. (Let's stop The Simpsons' Trump wins 2024 from coming true!) 3. There will be AI news anchors on television. (News anchors are getting lazy.) 4. The DVD will become obsolete. 5. The Doomsday Clock will tick closer to midnight. 6. Global carbon emissions will increase. 7. Average world temperatures will increase relative to 2023. 8. No one will put artificial intelligence as a threat to humanity for the doomsday clock. 9. Putin will remain president in Russia. 10. COVID-19 will last forever.
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peanutscomics · 1 year
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jovialthingdeer · 7 months
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Renesmee through time....
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i-am-aprl · 25 days
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New editing on the original sport of Israeli promo for its participation to the olympics, that fits more to the truth…
No criminals at the Olympic Games !
🙅🏻‍♀️🙅🏼🙅‍♂️
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abbatoirablaze · 2 years
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Putting Baby In The Corner, Chapter 11
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Warnings:  smut, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of underage drinking/intoxication, insecurities, angst. 
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“Come on Anya…”
“Please…”
“Just this once…”
“Guys, I don’t want to trick him,” she sighed sadly, sparing Lance a look.  He looked frustrated as he attempted to guide Britt, Sam, and Ashley through their routines, while trying to give them corrections, “he’s already frustrated from having to fix Hope’s fuckups.”
“We need a break,” Tiff pouted, “we can just say we’re going to grab dinner…you do your normal hard rusky attitude of ‘I’ll eat when I win gold’ and dad will stick by you.  You know how he is.”
“I don’t sound like that,” Anya frowned, “I d-“
“Oh come on, Anya,” Maggie laughed, “do it for us…please…we’ll buy you shots.”
“You guys aren’t old enough to drink.  Hell, none of us are old enough to drink.”
“Well, that’s why we made friends with the men’s team…they’re going to provide us with some spirits,” Maggie giggled, “and when you come to our room later, we’ll be all set up…we just need you to distract him for like an hour.”
“Guys-“
“Please Anya,” Tiff begged, giving her best friend doe eyes, “I need a break from my dad…”
“Fine…but-“
She smiled, cutting her friend off with a giant hug. 
“Alright…so you ask for my dad to critique your floor routine…and we’ll say that we’re getting food…and then-“
Anya’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as Lance pressed her firmly against the wall, his hips driving deeply into her.  Lance groaned; his mouth attached to her chest as his hips continued to buck wildly into her.  He was on cloud nine as he lost himself inside of her.
“So-So glad,” he moaned against her chest, peppering her milky flesh with small nips, “so glad we’re alone.  Been craving you, Anya…needed to feel you-ohhh fuck…right there baby.”
Lance groaned as she bit down on his neck, his eyes rolling back into his own head, her teeth clamping onto a sensitive spot.  Lance’s hips stuttered momentarily as he braced himself against the wall; his knees wanting to buckle. 
“I love you,” she repeated softly, breaking away from his neck to pull him back to her lips.  Lance moaned, lost in the moment as the woman locked her legs around his lithe form, “deeper, Lance…I wanna feel every inch of you.  I-I wanna-OH GOD! YES!”
“Wanna cum,” he moaned in response, pulling away so that he could look at her face, “wanna cum in you princess…”
“O-okay,” she said breathlessly, allowing Lance to buck into her yet again.  Her eyes fluttered shut when his cock rubbed the spongey spot inside of her, her core instantly tightening around his shaft.  Her nails dug into his back, “Oh god!  Do it again!  Oh god!  Please!”
“That’s right, baby,” he purred, feeling every animalistic urge, “I’m god right now…god of gymnastics…god of sex…god of that perfect, fucking pussy.”
“YES!” she cheered, nails dragging across his shoulder blades and down his chest as she was thrown over the edge of her orgasm, “YES.  YES!  YES!”
“FUCK!” he groaned, his hips finally meeting a harsh thrust against her own core.  He came inside of her, the familiar warmth starting in her belly and flowing throughout her.  Her eyes rolled back into her head as she milked him, her core spasming around his shaft, “I-I love you, Anya!”
“I love you!” she repeated softly once she came down from her high.  The couple shared in the moment of intimacy, their ragged breaths and heavy heartbeats the only sound in the otherwise quiet gym.
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“Well damn, he looks like he put you through the ringer…are you okay?”
Anya bit her lip and looked at her friends, nodding as she brushed some hair behind her ear, “yeah…yeah…I’m good!  It…was intense.”
“Are you sure?” Maggie teased, “you really look worn out…he wasn’t too hard on you because we left, was he?”
“He…he was something alright,” Anya laughed.  She winced as she sat down on the bed, her core tender from the hour-long sexcapade between her and Lance and the multiple orgasms.  Her brows furrowed as she looked around the room, “wh-where’s the alcohol?”
“About that,” Tiff frowned, biting the corner of her lip, “Ashley, Sam, and Britt tried…they really did…but I guess the guys got caught with it…but they did manage to get us these wristbands for the bar and some fake I.D’s.”
Anya’s eyes widened as she looked at the realistic looking ID that claimed she was twenty two and a brightly colored wristband, “but…I-“
“I know,” Tiff apologized, her voice sounding nervous, “I-I’m sorry…but it was the best that the guys could do…”
“Ashley, Sam, and Britt are at the shopping center buying dresses for tonight…we can catch up with them if we want…”
“Or,” Tiff smiled, reaching into the closet beside her, “you bitches can borrow some of my clothes…because I did pack to party…”
“A-are you sure that’s a good idea?” Anya asked, looking between her two friends.
“Come on, An…Mags…we’re at the Olympics…you guys have to have fun with me…please…I can’t do this alone.”
Maggie and Anya looked at each other and they sighed, knowing that they were going to go with their youngest friend’s plan. 
“No more than a few hours…” Maggie said quickly, “and no one will even know that we’re gone.”
“And if we see anyone we know…we’re out of there…we can’t afford to get disqualified.”
“Oh god no,” Tiff laughed, “my dad would murder us if we got disqualified.”
“Baby…wh-what happened to you?”
“I-I got wasted,” she hiccupped, giggling like mad.  Lance looked at Anya, watching how truly free she looked, how uninhibited she was, just simply smiling at him.  His breath caught in his throat as he admired her in her little black dress.  She reached up and stroked the older man’s cheek.  His eyes went from her bare thigh up her body until he met her eyes, “you-you’re so pretty…did you know that?  How did I get so lucky to have a boyfriend like you, huh?”
“Boyfriend?” Lance asked in an amused tone, “is that what I am to you, princess?”
“I want you to be,” she said quickly, leaning against his toned, bare chest.  Her hands traced over the tan flesh, “I-I want to be your girlfriend…and I w-want you to be my boyfriend.”
“This is definitely different than what you act like in public...than how we act together when others are around,” Lance teased, wrapping his arms around her waist, “normally you’re telling me we can’t even look at each other in public.  That no one can know about us…”
“I-I don’t want Tiff to be mad at me,” she admitted drunkenly, “bu-ut you know what…she’s gonna be so mad when she realizes I’ve been lett-letting you sex me up…that I love you so much.”
“Do you now?” he asked, unable to hide the amused tone from his voice.
“Oh yeah,” she smiled sweetly, leaning up to place a delicate kiss to his lips, “I-I don’t care about what happened between you and my parents…y-you get me.  You get what I’m trying to say before I even say it…y-you understand how stressed out I am all the time…”
“You are wound up pretty tight.”
“You make me feel alive, Lance.”
Lance took a deep breath and smiled at the young woman in front of him.  He cupped her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead.  When he pulled away, she was frowning.
“What’s wrong, princess?”
“I-I want you to sex me up again!” she pouted softly, “b-but maybe not so much this time…I feel like you ripped me in half earlier…and-and I can still feel your cum in my panties.”
Lance blushed, “sweetheart…you should have let me clean you up after your shower…”
“I like feeling you inside of me though,” she giggled softly, “I love knowing that my boyfriend came in me…an-and when guys flirted with me at the bar…and I felt your cum dripping out of me…I just…I felt so…I don’t know…”
“Baby…do you like feeling like I own you?” Lance asked softly, his hands trailing down the column of her throat.  She bit her lip and blushed, looking away from him, but he was quick to pull her face back so that her eyes met his, “Anya…”
“I love that you want me,” she admitted, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, “I-no-no one wants me…but y-“
Lance cut her off, his lips meeting hers.  It pained his heart to hear her say that no one wanted her, and the reason that she loved him cumming in her was because it made her feel wanted. 
“Let me tell you this, Anya,” Lance said breathlessly, pulling away from the kiss.  He held her face as he looked her dead in the eye, “I will always want you…I love you, Anya…”
Chapter 12
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sovietpostcards · 1 year
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Painting Olympic Mishkas at Dulyovo Porcelain Factory. Photo by Yakov Berliner (1978).
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