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not to clog up your askbox with south park bs but as someone with an sp friend the show itself is kinda insane like there's episodes with antisemitism and all kinds of shit ass takes but at the same time there's disabled characters which are treated well and gay couples who are really good rep and generally sensible takes about racism? mixed in with fatphobia and plenty of other bullshit no less, ig the few good bits is what makes ppl keep watching it

no worries i love complaining ^_^ also apologies for the length, but this is a very fascinating phenomenon because of how notorious sp is ?? yet it is being fandomized like literally any other blorbo show... it's like if people started legitimately blorbo posting about family guy or american dad or something of the same vein

anyways i got super interested in this topic and read a couple articles, but i like this one the most:

essentially, yeah, i can see what youre saying about the "good bits" but the biggest problem, as referenced in the above article, with this show is that 1) it's a super long-running old and influential show, and 2) satirizing or making fun of "all sides" or equating opposing political stances as if they're on the same playing field is disingenuous and dangerous to marginalized communities.

despite positive portrayals, this show is so blatantly an "equal-opportunity offender" that i honestly dont see that as a saving grace for this show, but more so why it's so problematic - this show is not focused on creating faithful or just representations of disabled people, LGBT+ people, or people of color. it feels more like these representations are there as a way to maintain the centrist ethos of the show, a no-sides taken approach. But this inclusion of marginalized people can only be shallow and disingenuous at best if the same show normalizes bigotry against those same groups.

I especially wanted to highlight this bit in the article:

"The truth is that no one seems to have really made much effort to censor South Park in quite some time. They are no longer the outsiders fighting back against the establishment: They are the establishment, two of the world's richest comedians whose signature show cost Comedy Central $192 million to renew back in 2015. But so long as they position themselves as underdogs, they risk empowering those who seek to use their invented victimhood as a smokescreen for bigotry. This is Fox News' gambit when they talk about the war on Christmas, Trump's angle when he attacks the "fake news" for criticizing him—bullies acting like victims to spark that particular, put-upon sort of outrage that ignites their base. When South Park acts like it's still the rebel throwing rocks at the establishment, rather than a platform for the grievances of two insanely rich straight white men, it's playing the same game."

and before someone goes "blah blah its just jokes why so serious (haha joker reference)" have you considered that sometimes jokes are unfunny? sometimes satire doesn't land, and for good reason. i just hope that people (especially younger people) eventually realize that.

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im obsessed with how in the original mw 2, shepherd's death was The finale. it was a big deal. you kill shepherd after he had betrayed the entire 141 and hunted down the rest of them while they were still looking for makarov.

and then in the mw3 reboot, it's a fucking after-credits scene so insignificant that everyone who i talk to about it forgot or didn't even know that price shot shepherd

i can’t believe not even 24 hours ago i was in an exam like that still feels like something i hallucinated

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As I'm currently binging the Friday the 13th movies I just want to share that I now 100 percent get why there is a Freddy vs jason movie. Like jason may look like your average slasher along the lines of Micheal Myers, but jason is literally Thee undead immortal bitch. Like I'm sorry but Micheal is a lil bitch compared to my boi jason. Ole hockey mask has been killed, resurrected, sent to hell, and murdered in the distant future and Manhattan. He cannot be killed and I just think he is so funny when he moves his victims corpses around to fuck with people. I am forever a jason stan.

does genesis have any secrets that can be revealed?  what are the prerequisites for this secret coming to light? / @seluniite

oh, absolutely she does. genesis has a handful of secrets, most of which are woven together intricately as they tie into the main parts of her story. the first secret is revealed if the party chooses to investigate kagha and the shadow druids. she'll accidentally let it slip that she was excommunicated from her own grove, but upon realizing her loose tongue, she'll clam up and end the conversation there. if the party chooses not to investigate kagha, when the goblin camp has been taken care of and the party returns to the grove, genesis will mention being forced to leave her grove in a slightly altered line of dialogue.

>so that's why kagha plans to perform the rite…she's allied with shadow druids. narrator: an expression of rage flashes across genesis's face, disappearing as quickly as it came. her hands are balled tightly into fist, however, and her body language is…tense. >you alright, genesis? genesis: pah. i was forced to leave my own grove, and even i can't imagine having ever endangered the entire lot of them like that. inviting shadow druids into their midst? what is that loony cunt thinking? >you were forced to leave your grove? genesis: [silence] genesis: nevermind that. the quicker we bring this evidence back to the grove, the sooner kagha and her traitorous scheming can be dealt with.

the second secret is revealed in act two once the player has a medium approval rating with genesis. the cutscene will be triggered some time after the cutscene wherein gale details his condition and relationship with mystra. she'll speak bitterly of the gods and their fickle nature, how quickly they are to abandon their favorite mortal playthings once they've grown tired of them.

>...i don't mean to pry, but you speak as if you know from experience? genesis: …well, i should've figured we'd come to this point eventually. with so many truths revealed, it's only fair that i also begin to show my hand. truth be told, the reason i have these…powers that i do, why i can innately harness mother nature's anger so…it's because of my mother. >your mother being who, exactly? genesis: [she laughs, bitterly] the forest queen herself. mielikki. and i do know firsthand that even the supposed 'kindest' of gods are eager to rid themselves of mortal nuisances the moment they become more trouble than they're worth. she's the reason i was kicked out of my grove, actually. well, it was more my own actions, but…they were a direct reaction to her own. narrator: genesis visibly bristles, eyes going dark as she seemingly recounts the events of her past. genesis: my whole life she'd promised me i would be her chosen some day. that the reason i could not yet harness her power was because i needed to prove myself worthy. and so i worshipped her, and i buried myself in her teachings, even when she was not there to guide me. i found a grove that worshipped mielikki and they took me in, but even then my endless study did not cease.  genesis: one day, the archdruid had us all gather for an announcement—he had been made the new chosen of mielikki. it felt like i had been gutted, cut down the center like a fish with all my innards pulled out. my blood felt hot in my veins…so hot, i couldn't stand it. i began hyperventilating. suddenly, my vision went black, and when i came to there was godlike strength surging through my limbs and i was on top of the archdruid, fists raining down on his face again and again and again until he was unrecognizable. >oh my god. what…what happened? genesis: tch. my mother lied to me. i had possessed her powers all along, but she was worried what i might do if i discovered them. perhaps she feared i might surpass her, who knows. because she never taught me how to wield those powers properly, they overwhelmed my body and my mind—it was like i had been taken over completely. i would've thought it my own blasted temper if not for the way my blood sang—the way the archdruid had laid flat against the stone as if being held there by some invisible force. needless to say, i left that evening. i don't think i'd ever felt so betrayed in my life, not even so much as when my father walked out on me. >it might not mean much to you, but thank you. for feeling comfortable sharing this all with me. for trusting me with such an uncomfortable memory. genesis: [silent nod] >and for what it's worth? i think you'd make a far more worthy chosen. perhaps your mother was so intimidated by your natural prowess that she could not bear to validate you so. penchant for violence aside…you're rather incredible. or perhaps that's part of what makes you incredible. what i mean to say is...you're amazing, rage and all. narrator: genesis smiles up at you, cheeks flushing just the slightest shade of emerald. she wraps your hand up in hers, squeezing it gently. for hands that are capable of doing so much damage, her touch is…surprisingly tender. genesis: of all the people i could be stuck with, throughout all this? i'm glad it's you.

you have a rlly interesting take on light from what I’ve seen, if you don’t mind sharing I’d love to hear about it :3

ohh she makes me crazy i don't have like a concrete Light Storyline i just rotate her in my head all the time but here are some assorted bits i like 2 think about:

- she has a slight accent that she drops more & more the higher she ranks. (in my head this is south african but i quite literally might have invented that from nothing. i DON'T remember where it came from)

- her tendency is to assume that other people are 'more fallible' than she is. when they fuck up they fuck up, and when she fucks up she's just trying to do the right thing even if the consequences are bad. (she is of course wrong, but hey. whatever helps you sleep at night)

- i dont think she could stop working if she wanted to. not strictly because she loves her work but bc she has this total compulsive need to fly as high as she possibly can. of course this means when she falls it's gonna be from a height that kills her but she's too obsessive to care

- pragmatic to a fault & this is why she and lament just can not fucking work out. she wants the greatest good at all times, regardless of who's involved, she would kill a friend to save ten strangers and convince herself there was no other option. and her idea of the "greatest good" starts out as very noble and true but the longer she spends with the foundation the more that warps and twists until it isn't necessarily even "good" anymore but she believes in it with the same fierceness anyway

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Trying my hardest not to be anxious and sad about things that have already happened and that I can't do anything about now. But How

I ended up putting a basic outfit together and spent like half the concert staring at the back of ppls heads lol but I had sm fun just being in the crowd and screaming along with everyone hehe also the girlies put on the performance of their lives as always and are even more gorgeous irl than ppl say they are 💞💞💞 how was the concert for you?

they are absolutely gorgeous!!! honestly sometimes when they were talking i’d just look at like their knees to try and see them as totally real 3d people in front of me i needed someone to pinch me LOL the crowd energy for ptt was exactly what i hoped for it was great

im gonna use ur q to give a sum-up of the stupidly lucky night & what happened to me and my partner because honestly so incredible and so baffling and we both had terrible horoscopes that day so just wow. a lot happened lmao so i was getting picked up and my friend had to pick someone else up and my friend’s car ac didn’t work in the atl traffic so it was a HOT drive and we ended up switching to the friend’s car just to make it in one piece so we were literally getting there at like 6:30? my partner was already there and in line and they kept telling me i’m moving up hurryyyy come quick so we were rushing down the line and once i found them they were LITERALLY a couple people before the metal detectors. they had ritz crackers for me cuz i had only eaten grapes in the car lmao so it was me in my fairy wings squeezing past the barricades and stuffing three crackers in my mouth before i had to throw them away because we were Right There it was very chaotic. security checked my purse and asked what was in my mini bag and when i said makeup he was like “you weren’t kidding” LMAO i just really like to be over-packed and over-prepared. anyways we tried buying drinks and they told us they couldn’t sell to us without a wristband so this led to an extended run-around of miscommunications with multiple staff members thinking we were trying to spend $80 to upgrade to vip upstairs and then nobody could find the girl with the wristbands and it was basically up until the very last moment that we got through with that thank god. we actually did have regular seats upstairs so we were rushing to those and it was so crowded and so close to starting i started getting rlly panicky cuz i couldn’t tell where our seats were but it seemed like someone else was in them?? but i was rlly embarrassed to squeeze through the whole section and be wrong cuz it was cramped so we went to ask a staff member and by the time we got back the chairs had mysteriously cleared so 🤭

ANYWAYS OMG IM SO SORRY ITS SO LONG ALREADY but we were at the very edge of the section so those long chains of hanging speakers were literally in our faces and i was a little disappointed cuz you could only see a few girls in the front line of choreo at most but we were still really close and i was excited to be there so it was all good. they did their intro and stuff we freaked and then star started and we FREAKED top ten english kpop releases on my life. one of my absolute faves so we were totally engrossed and then this security member like popped his head over the edge of the section wall as we were screaming and was like “are you two together” and i said yes and all he said was “come with me” nothing else so i was SCARED i started getting rlly anxious that they were gonna say we kicked someone else out of their seats or we were getting escorted out or they were gonna be like actually you guys aren’t 21 (we are) and drinking illegally so you’re done idk i was just scared cuz it was so soon to when the show started i thought something was wrong. we had to literally like climb down the rows and we were led around the entire section and through the whole middle section to go to the other side and this same guy who is explaining nothing to us was just like put your wrist out and he started putting these fabric wristbands on us and then he leaves?? so we’re left standing at the corner of this section so i turn to another staff member and im like what are these for? and as he’s about to answer someone motions to him and he points down the section and the guy is at the other end calling us over MIND YOU THEYRE PERFORMING STAR THIS WHOLE TIME I CANT EVEN PAY ATTENTION we’re like crouch running to not block anyone i was literally singing along while running trying to be in the moment and then he’s at a table????? like the actual closest table to the stage next to the railing and he has us sit down and he says something to me i actually have no idea what he said but i heard “for now” so??? are we temporarily here?? are they finding us new seats?? why did we move?? but now the entire view is different like y’all we were opposite our original seats but you could see EVERYTHING i didn’t even know there was screen behind them until then. the girls were sooooo close oh my god. so we were at this table for a while eventually another staff member even showed us the qr code menu on the table like you guys can order stuff you know and they’ll bring it to you!! we were like ok thank you!! ?? so does that mean we’re staying here?? spoiler alert we DID stay there the entire show i don’t know what FOR NOW was about but the only thing that changed was around halfway through they had another girl sit on the opposite side of us and if anyone was at the atl show she was literally the girl screeching when it was silent for olivia to marry her she was fr rude but she was younger so whatever ig. but that was our view for the rest of the show we got a ton of waves yves looked over a bunch we got some hearts my partner was fucking losing their mind lmao it was so so fun. i just rlly felt devastated for haseul her seat was immediately below us and she kept standing up from her chair to do little bits of choreo during the songs you could tell she wished she didn’t have to sit down :((( and my melody it was her on the stage along in her sling like how sad omg…… but she rlly did her best they made the most of an awful situation for them and i rlly appreciate it they were awesome soooo in love

Tonight thinking of how crazy the just/heroic conditional immortality thing is like yeah if you’re slain as a villain or die fighting for a noble cause then you stay dead but if you trip and break your neck on a staircase then the game is like eh you get a do-over

the bingo meme got me thinking, so. here's a general gist of things Gaius Enjoys.

Physically, he's not much into those who aren't able to defend themselves. During his young adulthood in the military, that oft meant those with physical prowess that came close to his own, as Garlemald didn't really use mages in their city-state. It wasn't until he rose to become a Legatus and worked alongside further walks of life that he grew to realize strength and tenacity didn't always equate being able to run malms with military backpacks weighing them down.

This realization, his time abroad, and Garlemald's Ideals come together quite nicely. Due to the nature of Garlemald's rough beginnings, it's unsurprising that the Ideal Body to them is one that is well fed and robust, looking akin to statues and busts common under Solus' reign as Emperor. Even with the industrial revolution and Varis no longer encouraging the arts, the ideal still lingers.

Gaius grew up in Solus' Garlemald. He enjoys a well-defined muscular physique, but he is also quite partial to wide hips and thighs he can dig his fingers into. Both are good in their own respects, and he isn't truly able to pick one over the other.

(He is an ass man. Breasts are fun, but considering most of his one-off romps include him bending his partner over, he's... definitely got a preference in that regard.)

Having become one and the same as his Legatus title for too many years of his life, Gaius did find himself becoming used to - and partial - to standing head and shoulders above his partners. It is not a requirement, but simply something he is unused to not having.

He likes it when his partners know what they like and what they want, especially in short-term relationships or one night stands. He's not there to dally: they're there to release some tension and stress, and having to puzzle out what they want is not his forte. (This definitely is something he grows out of to some degree, as he becomes less impatient and willing to dance with his partners a little.)

Mentally, I think he'd want much the same: someone who is able to keep up to some degree. He doesn't need another military commander or a battlefield strategist. He ideally just wants someone able to get a good read on him without having to explain himself overmuch.

He likes being able to have discussions and debates with his partner/s, and - Praetorium extended edition aside - he also just... enjoys being able to spend time with them, too. Sometimes he wants to just sit and cherish the quiet.

A lot of this, of course, was before his downfall. He once thought that he would eventually be able to retire from the military, maybe become an advisor or a mentor for someone else, and find someone who would stay at his side. He knew marriage was proper, at least in the city, and providing a son to the Empire would be the last piece of his ideal life.

Now, however, without any title or respect - self or otherwise - to allow him to be choosy, Gaius simply... hasn't been looking. He believes himself to be too far gone for any of the happy endings he might have once dreamed of as a young adult: that he could live well in the capitol, have a conventional life after his military career, and perish with all the respects and accolades he had earned.

None of that matters now. The Empire no longer claims him; he is graying and his body is scarred and mangled from his tenure and final battle. He no longer sees himself wedding, surrounded by children adopted and sired, living a happy life with those he loved.

To think anyone would want to be at his side now is laughable, and so he simply doesn't.

Jujutsu Kaisen Men and What kinks they'd have.

A/n this is super ass, just a little something cause I've been really inactive lately :( I have so much stuff in my drafts that needs to be finished so I'm hoping i can post them soon. Im sorry for any errors. Hope everyone has a great day!.

Ryomen Sukuna - Brat Taming

He loves doing it and he's so fucking good at it too. he loves shutting that pretty little mouth and laughing at you as you're falling apart on his cock while he fucks that bratty attitude out of you, he fucking loves it when you act like a brat because that means he gets to have his way with you and put you right back in your place and pound you silly while he's slapping you around and mocking you as you're too fucked out on his cock to process anything.

Toji Fushiguro - Breeding

Ever since he had his first kid with you, he couldn't stop thinking about filling you up and giving you another little brat to take care of. He loves stuffing your cunt full of his hot seed and watching it spill out of you after and he loves seeing your little baby bump get more swollen throughout the months you are pregnant, it's just so fucking hot to him knowing that he did that.

Choso Kamo - Cock warming

He loves your cunt, he loves fucking it, he loves eating it, he's literally obsessed, it drives him fucking crazy, he wants his cock to be buried inside of you 24/7, there's no place better than stuffing his cock in your tight little warm pussy and making you cockwarm him all day long, whenever he'd be playing video games he'll have you placed on his lap with his cock nestled snugly to the hilt in your warm cunny while his cock is stretching you apart.

Nanami Kento - Choking

He loves wrapping his big hands around your neck while he fucks you stupidly, it adds more fun to it, the way your small hands would grip onto his, trying to pull away his hand from your neck so you can breathe, he loves it so much. He loves seeing you struggling. Sometimes he'd even wrap his tie around your neck and pull on it from behind while he's fucking you in doggy.

Gojo Satoru - Oversimulation

He loves ripping orgasms after orgasms out of you, he's an absolute menace when it comes to it and the thing is, it's not even difficult for him to do it since he fucks you so good, his dick always hitting your sweet spot while he hammers his cock in and out of you and he loves making you cream and squirt on his cock and messing up the bedsheets, it's like an achievement seeing you making a mess everywhere, it boosts his ego alot knowing his magic dick did all that shit to you.

i just NEEEED vox using his mind control on bunny!!! not that he needs to, since she's already such a good bun but im CERTAIN his control freak ass would get a kick out of making her into an even more pliant, completely mindless mess <3

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pairing: vox + bunny!fem!reader

content warnings: smut, hypnosis, dubious consent, a lil bit of an unhealthy relationship, little bit of blood mentioned, sort of mean vox, mention of size, not proofread per usual

notes: ur so right nonnie <3, also, I just realized, can this tv even kiss?? like he's just a screen???? or is he???????

after a long day of work, all vox wants is to come up to your room and cuddle n fuck.

usually, your such an obedient little bunny that he never hears any complaints fall from your prettily plump lips, but today was different.

straight after he finishes up his work, he makes headway straight to your room, ready to get in his bunny's pretty pussy. he swings open your door and sits himself next to you on your bed where you were flipping through mindless gossip on your phone that he had given to you.

he raises a hand, using it to run through your warm hair and pet your fluffy ears, asking "what are you looking at bun," not too focused on your reply as you babble on about some random squabble happening between some of the other overlords that was on the news, annoying him - why talk about them when you have the real deal right in front of you?

so he's flipping up your skirt as you lay on your tummy before your eyes go wide and you exclaim "oh! and there's a new diner opened a couple blocks down from here that is supposed to have super good milkshakes." you crawl across his lap to stand on your two little feet, teetering slightly before searching for a pair of shoes that will go best with your outfit.

this only irritates vox more, he was certainly better than milkshakes, wasn't he? so he smooths his tone and says "c'mon, baby, I can make you feel better than a milkshake ever will," but doesn't manage to convince you. in his mind, you've just gotten so spoiled that you'd just choose anything over him, wouldn't you? so it doesn't take long after he tries to convince you a few more times that he'd do for you what milkshakes couldn't, and it doesn't work, making it so that he's grabbing you firmly by the wrist, yanking you around.

"hey, take it easy mister!" you cry as his vividly blue claws break your delicate skin, little rivulets of blood flowing down your skin and his nails. then, he pulls out his skill of hypnosis, eye going wide as he tells you to shut up and he's going to fuck away every thought of that stupidly sweet drink from your dumb little mind.

your posture instantly becomes languorous as he does so, like a limp little doll as he pushes you onto the bed, his arms around you covering you in caresses, muttering filth into your ear as he traces his name with his tongue and teeth down your sweet skin, leaving little lovebites in his wake.

before long, he's tearing off your soaked panties, a mixture of arousal and his hypnosis, as he lays you down as he's hissing about how disobedient you were in your floppy ear, "you do what I say, always bunny. I say sit pretty, sit pretty, I say we're not going out for milkshakes, we're not going out for milkshakes, and if I say you're going to be my personal fucksleeve" he trails off as he splits you open on his cock, making you mewl and tear up.

"I-i'm really sorry mister!" you cry, opalescent tears flowing down your pretty pink cheeks as he fucks your tight little cunt and runs a clawed hand over your bulging tummy.

"so your going to do whatever I say from now on, right bunny?" he asks you, not giving you room to say no in the state he put you in so you just nod your little head hazily as you spasm around him and mumbled slurred words about how sorry you were, how you'd never do it again.

"there's my obedient baby bunny"