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weaselle · 1 year

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i wanna do a thing where i lay out studies that show things in different primates that show us parts of ourselves as humans. Call it Primates: Through the Looking Glass or The Monkey in the Mirror or something

There are studies and documentaries that show things about Gorillas, Chimpanzees, Bonobos, Baboons, Macaques... that just make sense to me. That if shown right would make sense to a lot of people, i think.

like... they were studying this one group of gorillas --

okay wait. First of all, you know a silverback (the Big Male) of the group is not the leader or in charge or anything, right? He has a role, and it includes a certain amount of control, which i’ll explain briefly, but he’s not, like, in charge.

wait, you know all that Dominance/Alpha theory about wolves is all wrong, right?

wait wait wait, and also that like, the bull or the stag or whatever in a herd is not in charge of anything, right? right?

hold on. the wolves is it’s own post, the herd thing i might get back to, we’re on gorillas, okay. Silverback is basically just the male head of an extended family in which plenty of the leadership is handled by the women of the family.

There are often 2-4 silverbacks, but one, usually the largest, will clearly be senior to the others who are often his sons or brothers. Silverbacks have three main roles

1: defend the group from all physical threats aside from people, these threats are mostly random male gorillas, chimpanzee baby-snatching gangs, and the occasional leopard. Just his alert presence handles most scenarios, and then maybe a few times a year he has to risk his life fulfilling this responsibility. It is this role that provides most of whatever actual power he has over the group, namely this: while he isn’t necessarily the one deciding when and where the group goes on a daily basis, if the most powerful/capable silverback does decide to travel a direction, they pretty much have to go with him, the family isn’t safe without him.

2: make babies. And this is one area where the ladies of the group will sometimes sort of vote with their ovaries, and favor a silverback that isn’t the main one, like “yeah, Frank, you are the biggest, but honestly you’re a dick and we’re going to make sure the next generation of silverbacks isn’t another one of you.” When you see a main large silverback in a group of gorillas, it isn’t, like, his blindly loyal harem, they have to approve of him. Also gorilla females move between groups, and sometimes they take members with them or start new groups and stuff. Anyway i’m getting off track, one of the silverbacks jobs is making babies

3. keep the peace This functions a lot like being in the back seat with your siblings with your parents up front. Basically any disputes within the group have to be handled within a certain parameter of decorum, because if it gets too out of hand HE’s going to come over, and He’ll be upset, which is low-key terrifying because He’s huge, and there’s no telling who He’ll decide is at fault or what he’ll do about it, so letting a situation get out of hand is a losing scenario for everyone involved really. Tho typically he will favor senior females in disputes, in a “don’t you talk that way to your mom” kind of way.

one last thing, silverbacks don’t actually transfer power between silverbacks via battle every time.

Like i was just reading accounts from a multi-generational observational study of some wild gorillas that featured one big silverback just straight up taking over by performing the silverback duties better and becoming preferred by everyone else in the group. There was no fight, it just became, i do the job better, everyone likes me better, kicking my ass can’t change that, and boom, he was the primary silverback. And the other silverback might have been a bit dull, or a bit of a bully, but like us their species’ success is largely dependent on social intelligence; once he saw the writing on the wall, that other, slightly larger sivlerback didn’t even bother trying to change the situation with a physical fight, he understood what had happened.

okay so all that was just to tell you all this story. lol. Here’s what i saw in one documentary:

This very big, getting old silverback, who was hugely popular and successful, with a very large and tightly bonded family group, and a couple of his hulking adult sons backing him up. Everybody in his group seemed to love him a lot, he was particularly calm in that gentle giant sort of way, a safe, emotionally steady presence, happy to help raise his sons and daughters with kindness, and who could become a raging nightmare if pressed by a leopard ... exactly what a band of gorillas wants in a silverback.

But one of his adult sons had plenty of silver on his own back, and was getting itchier and itchier to be main man of the group, and this is where we start our little drama

It seems to be coming to a head, and the observers are nervous about a fight for the position. The silverback and his son are both are huge, probably approaching 400lbs, mostly muscle, with long thick fangs and skulls topped with jaw muscles as big as human biceps to wield those teeth, which nature has given them primarily to fight other gorillas with.

But then the next day, the old man leads the fam up the mountain.

it’s winter, which is why they have come down the mountain in the first place. But as we discussed, if he goes somewhere, they have to go, so they all follow behind.

up he goes, and then he sits. And waits. It’s cold and there is much less food up here at this time of year. There’s nothing to do but sit hungry in the cold. His size and metabolism makes him the most able to withstand the cold, but even he is pretty uncomfortable.

And so he sits. And his family, perhaps confused, but loyal, sits around him.

But his son, the other huge silverback, with years of training even as an adult under his wise father, is ready and able to go off on his own. Finally, he stands up, makes clear his intentions to leave this uncomfortable place. A small handful of the other gorillas stand with him -- if he goes down the mountain, then they can safely leave as well. He turns and heads down the mountain. After a moment, a few more gorillas leave the main group to follow. All in all it winds up being nearly half.

The wise older silverback thoughtfully watches his son leave with about half the group. He sits a while longer in the cold, in the company of those most loyal to him, and then takes them along a different path down the mountain

And those two groups still ran into each other sometimes, and were friendly. And sometimes a couple gorillas would change between the two groups. They were still close.

But i just thought that was such an elegant, meaningful way for that gorilla to handle that whole situation. And it makes a completely human sort of sense to me.

#science and nature #gorillas #primates

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mandos-mind-trick · 10 months

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Jace

Summary: Life continues on with your daughter and the Batch with moments sweet, and some perhaps not quite so sweet.

Sequel to Stella

Warnings: Cuteness, fluff, some light NSFW, Hunter has a breeding and pregnancy kink, brief description of pregnancy and labor, vagina jokes cause that's a running theme with this series, some brief mention of PTSD, may make your ovaries explode.

A/N: It's way shorter than I anticipated but I kinda ran out of steam, which is pretty obvious at the end. I cannot be held responsible for whatever feelings this may stir within you.

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You’re pulled from the light sleep you had managed to drift off into as thunder rolls overhead once more. The storm had started a couple hours ago, thunder rumbling barely audibly in the distance before it had slowly moved its way overhead.

Omega had crawled between you and Hunter after the second flash of lightning, burrowing herself under your blankets. Stella had started to fuss not long after, Hunter rising to grab her from her bassinet and feed her. She was currently fast asleep on his chest, uncaring of the storm outside.

“How are the others?” You whisper, barely audible over the rain pelting the roof of the house, but you know he can hear you.

“Wrecker’s snoring.” He says, hand gently rubbing Stella’s back in a soothing manner. Whether it’s for her or more for him, you’re not sure. “Tech’s up. So are Echo and Crosshair.”

You tighten your hold around Omega as more thunder shakes the house, just seconds after the flash of lightning. “Do you want to go to them?”

Hunter shakes his head. “They seem okay for now.”

“How are you?” You ask.

Thunderstorms were an unspoken struggle in the house. As the boys started to adjust to a quieter life, the scars of battle started to become more and more visible. Now that they weren’t constantly under stress, their bodies mellowed out a bit. It also left an open door for things to start to bother them.

Thunder and lightning were the biggest stressor, as the evening summer storms rolled in. The flashing light, the loud booms of thunder. It wasn’t that far from a battlefield. Especially in the dark, especially when you’re half asleep, pulled out of a nightmare. Not to mention, it was a painful reminder of Kamino, and the seemingly endless storms that plagued their homeworld.

Hunter got easily overwhelmed during storms. The shifts in the atmosphere and the electricity in the air, the change in air pressure, not to mention the sounds. He liked to hold Stella during them, when he wasn’t helping one of his brothers through the terror brought on by being torn from a nightmare just to think it’s really real, really happening. Stella didn’t care much about storms, usually sleeping right through them without even stirring, unless she got hungry or needed a diaper change. Even awake she didn’t even seem to notice that nature was throwing a fit right on the other side of the wall.

It soothed Hunter. Her unbothered attitude was a reminder that maybe it wasn’t so bad. The storm would pass and it would be over.

“I’ll be fine.” He says. “It’s starting to move past us.”

The rain was starting to lessen, the flashes of lightning getting fewer and further between, as were the rumbles of thunder. You slip an arm under Omega’s head, putting a hand on his shoulder, stroking the skin gently. Your eyes slip closed again, drifting off to sleep as the storm passes.

***

You wake alone, tucked under the sheets with the sun already shining through the window. You sit up, rubbing your eyes blearily. The house is quiet, your brow furrowing a bit. You rise from the bed, throwing on a robe before checking Stella’s bassinet. Empty, as you expected.

You head down the hallway, the smell of damp soil from the rain last night coming in through the open windows. You can hear Omega’s voice in the distance, out by the barn. You head to the kitchen, pouring yourself a cup of tea. You can see the back of Crosshair’s head where he’s seated on the couch.

You make your way over, taking a seat in the chair next to the couch. Crosshair is asleep, head tilted back against the back of the couch. Stella is pressed against his chest, secured by Crosshair’s arm as she sleeps. His other arm is draped over the arm of the couch, half-empty bottle of formula in hand.

As unparental as Crosshair was, he was taking to caring for Stella surprisingly well. Feeding, burping, napping. Those were all things he could do. Easy things that helped take some stress off you and Hunter.

You relax back in the chair, smiling softly at the sight as you sip your tea. Your gaze drifts out the window, watching Tech roam amongst the plants, Omega trailing behind him like a shadow. It hadn’t taken you and Hunter long to accept that she was more your child than a sibling. Hunter had naturally grown to be more and more paternal towards her as time went on, and it had been an easy decision.

She had been elated at the prospect of being a big sister, and had been more than willing to help out in the weeks after Stella was born. It had been an adjustment for everyone, suddenly having a newborn around, but Omega was quick to remind everyone and make sure they remembered to be more careful and quiet when Stella was napping. Stella wasn’t a fussy baby, but she was more than willing to let everyone know when she was displeased.

Crosshair inhales sharply, his head snapping up as he wakes from his nap. He blinks for a moment, lifting the hand with the bottle to rub at his eyes.

You grin at him, sipping your tea. “Good nap?”

He makes a face, setting the bottle on the side table before running a hand over his hair. “Just resting my eyes.”

“Sure.” You nod, hiding your smile with your mug.

“Echo made breakfast.” He says, adjusting Stella so he can stretch a bit. “Hunter wanted to let you sleep.”

You make a face. “Sometimes I wish he wouldn’t. I’m not sure he slept at all last night.”

“You know Hunter. He’ll worry about everyone else first.”

Stella stirs, starting to fuss a bit. You set your tea on the side table before taking her. Crosshair didn’t handle the crying part well either. None of you really did, you hate hearing her cry, but as Tech had reassured, it was the only way she knew how to communicate right now.

You change her diaper, sitting in the rocking chair with her. You stare down at her as she gives you a gummy smile. You can’t help but smile back, deeply in love with her despite her only being a couple months old. Everyone was in love with her, despite their uncertainty of never having been around a nat-born baby before. Most of them had never been around a baby before at all. Ironically, Omega was the one with the most experience around babies. Clone babies, at least.

It’s still too early to tell just how much Crosshair’s genetics have influenced Stella. Tech had reassured all three of you that she was growing at a normal rate, which was a huge relief. He had then gone on a long tangent about genetics and how even her hair color could change as she grows. You hope it doesn’t. You love her white hair. It makes her look more like Crosshair. She does look like Crosshair. Even with her chubby little cheeks and chunky body, there’s no mistaking it.

The door cracks open, Hunter slipping in. He greets you with a kiss, running a hand over Stella’s head. He sits on the edge of the bed, watching you two.

“Did you get any sleep?” You ask.

“A little.” He says. “Omega was up early.”

You hum, rocking Stella slowly. Hunter stares at you, the sun shining in through the window, making you glow. A small smile tugs at his lips, love shining in his eyes. You glance at him, giving him a look. “What?”

“You’re so beautiful.” He says, your cheeks warming in response. “You’re such a good mother.”

You shrug. “I’m not so sure about that. I’m kinda just making it up as I go along.”

“You’re doing a good job of it.” He says, a look on his face you can’t quite figure out. “Would you want more?”

“More what?” You ask, standing to lay Stella in her bassinet.

“Children.” He says.

“Maybe, once she’s a little older.” You say, stepping closer to him. He wraps his arms around you, tugging you so you’re standing between his legs. “Why? Getting ideas?”

He hums, sliding his hands up the back of your thighs. His voice is rough and deep as he speaks. “You look good with a baby in your arms.”

“Are you sure it’s not because my boobs are huge?” You ask jokingly.

“No,” He says, his hands skirting around your hips to trail over your stomach. “Looked so good pregnant too, all round and full.”

You tangle your hands in his hair, running your fingers through the thick strands. “Well, in a few months, maybe we’ll talk about it.”

“I don’t think I can wait that long.” He murmurs as you lean down to kiss him.

You laugh against his lips. “Well, you’re not the one who has to be pregnant.”

He laughs, flopping back onto the bed with you on top of him, kissing you deeply.

***

Your fingers trace the tattoo on Hunter’s chest, tracing the line of every skeletal rib. His arm is wrapped around you, holding you close to his chest. You lift your head for a moment, glancing at the screen on the nightstand.

“She’s fine.” Hunter mumbles. “Still asleep.”

You huff out a sigh, laying your head back on his chest. “Sometimes I wish I had super hearing.”

“You really don’t.” He says, making a face. “Some things you don’t want to hear but have no choice.”

You scrunch your nose. “Yeah, I guess that’s true. I don’t need to know what your brothers get up to in the late hours of the night.”

“That too.” He says, kissing your forehead. “How do you feel?”

“Fine.” You answer. “Not as sick as last time.”

He rolls you over, settling on top of you. “That’s good.” He murmurs, kissing you. You hum against his lips, his hands trailing down your sides to open your robe. His hands smooth over the small bump, barely noticeable still. “You smell good.” He murmurs, pressing his face against your neck.

“Thanks.” You say. “Guess that’s better than the alternative.”

He chuckles, nipping at the skin of your throat.

“Hey now,” You say, lightly pushing him up. “You already got me pregnant.”

“All the more reason to take advantage of this time.” He smiles.

You roll your eyes. “I’m supposed to be the horny one.”

“Can’t help it.” He leans down, brushing his lips against yours as he presses his hips against you. He’s hard through his sleep pants. “Love seeing you like this.”

You roll your eyes playfully parting your legs wider for him. “So you’ve said. With our luck, we’ll have a whole platoon of children before you’re done.”

He laughs quietly, pressing his forehead to yours. “It’s up to you.”

You pretend to think about it. “Maybe a squad, then. Gotta try and outnumber the boys in this house.”

***

“Papa.”

“Mama!”

“Papa.”

“Mama!”

You make your way into the kitchen, Crosshair sitting at the table feeding Stella. She’s already begun talking, and he was determined to get her to call him “Papa.” She continued to insist the only word she knows is “mama.”

“Arguing with a 13 month old, Crosshair?” You say, giving him a playful smile. “You’ve sunk to a new low.”

“Maybe if she wasn’t so stubborn, I wouldn't have to.” He says, feeding her a spoonful of mashed fruit.

“Well, where do you think she got that from?”

“She’s nothing like me.” He glares at you, Stella mimicking his glare.

“Yeah, no resemblance whatsoever.” You grin, moving over to stand beside him, bending down so you’re eyelevel with Stella. “Can you say ‘Papa?’”

She smiles at you, face sticky from mashed fruit. “Mama!”

“Oh yeah, she’s doing it on purpose.” You say, squeezing Crosshair’s shoulder. “If it makes you feel better, she won’t call Hunter ‘Dada’ either.”

Crosshair is quiet for a moment. “That does make it much better.”

You roll your eyes, making your way back into the kitchen. They were all so competitive about everything. Crosshair got the bragging rights of her first steps. She had teetered from you right to Crosshair across the living room. Wrecker got her first laugh, something he was very proud of. Of course, Hunter got the first smile.

You can only imagine how bad it’s going to be once baby number 2 comes along.

***

“Why did I agree to do this again?” You groan, leaning against the table.

“That is beyond my comprehension.” Tech says as he studies the scan. “Though, I do approve of your choice to do this in a sterile environment this time.”

You roll your eyes. “No, you made us come in here, even though we were all fine last time!”

“I am much better prepared for the possibility of something going wrong in here.” Tech says.

You glare at him, his only saving grace the contraction bearing down on you, and the table separating you. You turn on Hunter, giving him a glare Crosshair would be proud of. “I’m blaming this on you.”

Hunter keeps his mouth shut, nodding in agreement. It had been a very long conversation between you shortly before Stella turned a year old. You did want to have more children, at least one with Hunter even though he was more than happy raising Stella and Omega. You had come to a mutual agreement, and now you were here, having to birth another child.

“You know,” You breathe out, staring down at where Tech is hunched between your legs as you sit on the table. “You’re far from the worst person I could imagine being this up close and personal with.”

“I can assure you my only interests are furthering my medical knowledge, seeing as there is no formal medical center on this planet. I have to be prepared in the case of an emergency of any kind.” Tech says. “Though I do agree, I would not trust just anyone with this task. It could be far worse.”

“I know.” You lay back on the table, taking a quick second to breathe as a contraction passes. “I’ve had several nightmares of having to give birth on Kamino.”

Tech and Hunter both make faces, able to picture what that nightmare would entail better than you ever could. You rarely interacted with the Kaminoans during the war, mostly just seeing them in passing, but you had heard the stories of what the boys had gone through. It had broken your heart, and made you angry at the same time. How could someone treat living beings like that? It wasn’t fair.

You’re glad many of them have escaped. You’re glad you escaped. You’re not sure what you would have done, had you still been on Kamino when you discovered your pregnancy. You might have not had a choice in leaving. You’re still terrified to think of what the Kaminoans might have done had they learned of your pregnancy.

Yeah, you’d much rather have Tech staring down your vagina, waiting for your son to make his appearance.

Labor seems to go faster this time, and before you know it, you’re holding your son in your arms. He’s got a mop of dark hair on his head, tiny and pink and screaming.

“Jace.” Hunter had said, wrapping his arms around both of you. “His name’s Jace.”

You had moved back into the bedroom as soon as you could, wanting to be comfortable. The others came to see you, all of them meeting Jace excitedly. Omega was the most excited, sitting with you constantly, holding Jace even while he cried.

And he cried a lot.

Stella gets to meet Jace too, Crosshair bringing her in after the others had come in. She’d sat on the bed, staring at him for a while like she was trying to figure out what he was. You had tried to teach her and show her what a baby is and introduce her to the idea of a little brother as best you could, but there’s only so much a two year old can understand about the situation.

With some convincing she got closer, staring at him as he stared back with big eyes. She’d pressed a sweet kiss to his head, smiling happily. You know it won’t be easy with two babies now, especially with Jace as fussy as he is, but you’re glad you have help. You don’t have to do it alone, like you thought you might have in your worst nightmares.

***

You sit in bed, Jace pressed against your chest. He’s asleep finally, face still red from his screaming fit. Colic, Tech had called it. You hated it, hearing him scream constantly while you couldn’t do anything to help. Everyone in the house was feeling it a bit, and you’ve never been more thankful to have Crosshair before. He’d taken up helping more with Stella’s care while you tried to comfort your fussy son. You didn’t want her to feel ignored, but Jace was a lot to handle.

It’s another quiet night, the air outside still cold as spring is just starting to settle in. Omega’s tucked between you and Hunter, always more than willing to help out with Jace and Stella. She’s a wonderful big sister, offering help as much as she can. You don’t want her to feel like she’s being ignored either, even if she had reassured you she understood.

Stella is asleep on Hunter’s chest, stretched out comfortably on the softness that had begun to replace the hard muscle. It had started with Wrecker, his clothes beginning to fit differently as his body softened. Without the constant physical and mental stress of battle, their bodies were beginning to adjust. Even farm work wasn’t comparable to the stress they had been raised under. They were still strong, but they were filling out.

Hunter had started to thicken around the waist a bit, something you loved. You liked seeing him healthy. It meant he was being well cared for. Even Tech and Crosshair were filling out a bit. Echo wasn’t, but that was due to his augmentations. He’d always be on the leaner side.

Your own body had changed a bit with now two pregnancies. You didn’t hate it, but sometimes you stared in the mirror and couldn’t help but notice the differences. You had two healthy children and that was worth it. Hunter also still loved your body, reminding you of that as soon as he was able.

Hunter’s arm snakes above Omega’s head, his fingers brushing your arm. You turn to look at him, still rubbing Jace’s back soothingly. He smiles softly at you, Stella’s cheek squished against his chest as she sleeps. You smile back, adjusting Jace just slightly so you can take his hand.

“I love you.” He whispers, just loud enough for you to hear.

Tears spring to your eyes, happy tears from the joy of your little family. “I love you too.”

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@bobaprint, @star-trekker-0013, @rosechi, @lune-de-miel-au-paradis

#star wars #star wars fic #the bad batch #the bad batch fic #tbb hunter x reader #hunter x reader #bad batch hunter x reader

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melanincholysworld · 2 years

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Ovaries go boom

@primal_darkness

#michael myers #slashers #slasher fucker

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lordbhreanna · 5 months

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9 People to Get to Know Better

Thanks for the tag @boom-ovaries-gone!

1. Three ships:

a. Garrus/Shepard (Mass Effect). My Mass Effect brainrot has come back with a vengeance and it's just reminded why I love them so much. No other choice-based RPG has managed to replicate the feeling of having two characters fall in love over the arc of three games like Mass Effect does, and for me Shakarian feels better because it uses the first game as a foundation without any romance, then goes on to develop the relationship into something more and, by the time you reach ME3, you get to experience the intimacy and deep bond between two persons who trust and care for each other in a way that feels incredibly rewarding, because you have witnessed and experienced the journey to get there. And that's why, for me, these two are and will always be top tier ship material.

b. Jill/Nicholai. Does it make sense? No. Do I care? Also no. It's fun to imagine scenarios where they would have to be forced into an alliance, be enemies with benefits, Nicholai gets a sort of "redemption" arc, and more. Sky's the limit.

c. Sauron/Galadriel (LOTR & Rings of Power). I didn't go into ROP expecting to get a hero/villain ship of this caliber, where the stakes are the highest, but here we are. I couldn't believe where they went in the final episode, feeling the showrunners wouldn't have the guts, but OH THEY WENT PLACES (within what the "canon" allows them). I have yet to dip my toes into the fanfic, but it looks very promising.

2. First ever ship: Ada/Leon (Resident Evil). They changed something in my brain chemistry when I was just 8 years old and here we are.

3. Last song: The Last Ascent from the Deep Rock Galactic OST (a co-op game I've been playing with friends where you are a team of space dwarves tasked with mining in extremely dangerous planets' undergrounds - it sounds crazy but it's super fun and the music is good and epic synth tunes).

4. Last film: Murders of the Flower Moon. Despite its length, time flew by while watching it at the cinema.

5. Currently reading: Leviathan Wakes (The Expanse #1) by James S. A. Corey. It started slow, but I'm almost finished with it! The second half is much more engaging than the first, which drags a bit.

6. Currently watching: Babylon 5's season two. Despite the dated CGI and some low cost alien designs, this show has aged incredibly well with its themes.

7. Currently consuming: Nothing, waiting for dinner in a bit.

8. Currently craving: A weekend of doing nothing but playing videogames.

Tagging (but don't feel obliged to): @naldoreth @evesparda @visualheresy @fiannans @whatsarasaid @skyemcflye @rin-may-cry @tanstar @chaoticclaire

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devildomwriter · 2 years

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Obey Me As Parks & Rec #9

Lucifer: I can’t go. Because I don’t want to.

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Simeon: How many drinks of alcohol do you consume a week.

Lucifer: One.

Simeon: That’s it. One drink?

Lucifer: One shelf

Simeon: Do you exercise?

Lucifer: Yes.

Lucifer: Lovemaking and woodworking.

Simeon: Do you have any history of mental illness in your family?

Lucifer: I have a brother who does yoga

Simeon: Allergies

Lucifer: Cowardice and weak-willed men. And hazelnuts.

Simeon: Sexual history.

Lucifer: Epic and private.

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Mammon: Red carpet insole. Everyone I go. I’m walking on red carpet.

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MC: You know my code. Hoes before bros.

MC: Sisters before misters.

MC: Uteruses before duderuses

Thirteen: Got it

MC: Ovaries before brovaries

MC: Hey I thought of another one. Gynecology before guy-necology

Thirteen: Yeah, I don’t

MC: Yeah, better on paper

Thirteen: Bresties before testes

MC: Boom

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Solomon: I don’t like vegetables but I’m very good at vegetable puns

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Michael: Look, if Lucifer wants to leave the celestial realm, I get it

Michael: mean who wants to stay in the greatest place in all the realms with their best friend and be happy forever when they can abandon their soul brother like an old shoe and move to a realm full of jerks.

Michael: I get it. No hard feelings.

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Simeon: I have been very civil but I will waterboard you

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Beelzebub: Was it Putin? Voldemort Putin?

Beelzebub: Of Russia?

Satan: …

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Mammon: like your energy hombre! What do you say you and I ride go-carts later?

Thirteen: I WANNA GO HORSEBACK RIDING!

Mammon: Deal

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Luke: I made a marshmallow Lucifer

Luke: See his arms are crossed because he’s mad at all the other marshmallow workers for annoying him

Luke: Do you like it?

Lucifer: *choked up* it’s fine

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Belphegor: I’m going to go fall asleep on a bench

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Barbatos: Why are you dressed like a pilgrim?

Solomon: Diavolo said it was a “come as you were in the 90s” party I assumed it was the 1690s

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Satan: Oh my god I got blood all over me!

Satan: Thank you

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Asmodeus: I’ll take those burning coals, I shove them back down their throats and I watch their melting flesh drip off their worthless faces

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Mammon: Just because I can’t go out with them. Someone else can? Wow

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Beelzebub: Cause windows are the eyes to the house

Lucifer: Wow

#obey me shall we date #obey me as parks and rec #funny obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me satan #obey me solomon #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me barbatos #obey me beelzebub #obey me luke #obey me raphael #obey me mephistopheles #obey me thirteen

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leedongwook · 2 years

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Can we just talk about Bible for a second? I've been thinking about this since the season ended and it's still in the back of my mind. Bible is a bit of an anomaly to me. He has such a beautiful facial structure that makes playing Vegas so interesting. For example, in the scene, where he forces Pete to talk to his grandmother and Pete goes nuts with the screaming. Vegas sits there laughing maniacally. Vegas' face is terrifying. Fast forward to the after-credits scene in episode 14. Vegas is so soft and sweet. It's like...how? I honestly don't get it. And then you have real-life bible who is the sweetest kindest person there is and I just love him.

I know right, he's got so many facettes it's insane. The way he can make himself look so dangerous and intense, you fuckn shit your pants when he's looking at you

also when he does this thing where he looks up and it sends you to heaven and makes your ovaries go boom

and then there's this cute shy smile he can do and you just wanna protect him and squish him and kiss him all over his face.

The range he has is crazy, he can do it all. He's such a talented actor I don't even know what to say. I am so in awe of his acting skills but also his personality. And then there's Bible the shy cute introvert and it baffles you how he can protray an complex intense person like Vegas, it's crazy but he does it so well. You can see how much it takes from him tho, it's hard work but so worth it. He seems so genuine and nice and it must be so nice to have friend like him. Everyones so lucky when they have him in their lives. Idk even listening to him or seeing him do things, calms me down haha can you believe this is his first acting role??? I really hope he’ll get the opportunity to show us more of his amazing talent!

#ask #reply #personal #@ vegas theerapanyakul #kinnporsche #vegaspete

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satanicdollx · 1 year

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I'm– I'm gonna see Motionless in White AND Lorna Shore on the same night because they just announced a tour date in my city... I'm feeling a fucking lot better now just wondering how I'm gonna survive because my ovaries are gonna go boom 🥴

#nyx.rambles #you should have heard how I fucking screamed when I saw the announcement #I can't believe I'm gonna see Chris Motionless and Will Ramos on the same stage???#it's like a dream come true

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stinkyme · 1 year

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Honestly, I think I’ll never be a true sub, it just makes me feel so inferior :(, but I’d SOMETIMES, in rare cases, be willing to be a sub for those who I headcanon to be shy subs themselves. Or at least no mean/hard doms, like as soon as I see a man who thinks he is superior to me, I wanna break his ego (ahem…jouno…). Maybe this is kind of a weird attraction to things you’re not really attracted to?? Like some people don’t look attractive until you look at them for a little too long and then- BOOM: Horny.

Sigma is a good boy™️ and I’d do nearly everything for him, and Mushi, despite his pride, seems like he’d be someone who I could easily flip over once I’ve had enough, if that makes sense…I don’t think he’s as assertive in the sheets as he is in the streets lol.

Also, i want to see him super desperate (like in that fic of yours where he has to tie his tie while receiving head). He’s just not someone who makes me want to assert dominance (well yes, I’d want to, but I’ll have mercy and let him top sometimes, you know?) (I have to mark my territory somehow, I’m only 5’2 and I look way more innocent than I am and nobody takes me seriously unless I…unleash the beast hehe :))) )

Honestly I don’t even know what I’m talking about, I’ve just seen the trailer and my ovaries went GGSRSTGSH WOOF BARK BARK, that was my ovaries typing, not my mind and my pride (like…vulnerability??? Letting go??? Trusting…a…MAN??? We don’t do that here…)

i know exactly what you mean, you like giving power to submissive sometimes knowing they will be tame and soft doms and take away power or assert dominance on those who are used to be dominant all the time :3

i know what you mean by attraction thing, it's just that you are still sort of in control when you are letting someone else take control since you are giving them that, yk what i mean and you know they will be the way you want them to be which is similar to when you dom - they will be the way you want them to be :D

LMAOO MUSHI ISN'T ASSERTIVE AT ALL IN SHEETS, HE JUST SEEMS SO PATHETIC (lovingly), he is my babygirl and all those nervous men (in any way) are usually very submissive, but I think they could be soft doms when they are comfortable with it :3

JSJSJS WHEN YOU SAID UNLEASH THE BEAST IT MADE ME GIGGLE, IT REMINDED ME OF KUNIKIDA TELLING ATSUSHI TO GROW SOME WEREBALLS SJSJSJSJ UNLEASH YOUR INNER TIGER HIO!! AS YOU SHOULD :D

DNDNDJJDJD MY OVARIES ARE ALSO ALL OVER THE PLACE FFS, ESPECIALLY AFTER THE TRAILER, I AM SO EXCITED PLEASEEEEEEE MUSHI WILL LOOK SO DESPERATE IN THIS EPISODE :333 IT MAKES ME HAPPY

i know what you mean by that, but I really hope one day you meet a good dude with whom you will have healthy dynamic and be able to yk be vulnerable too and trustful with :)

#stinkyanswers #my sweet hio <3 #OVARIES GO BRRRRRRRRRR #BUT I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN A #AND WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT #SIGMA AND MUSHI ARE JUST BABYGIRLS AND THEY WOULD BE SO SWEET #POE TOO!!!!#BIGGEST BABYGIRLS IN BSD IDC <333333 #AND RANPO NGLLLL

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poumpatate · 5 months

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9 People to Get to Know Better

Thank you @boom-ovaries-gone for tagging me!

1. Three ships: I don't actively ship characters anymore?? I do like watching Our Flag Means Death for Stede and Ed's relationship tho.

2. First ever ship: I guess my first ever ship before I even knew what a ship was was InuKag. My first active ship was Johnlock.

3. Last song: Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker ahah March to be exact. I heard it in a store and listened to it again at home because I love it

4. Last film: I rewatched The Imitation Game last night because my bf had never seen it and was curious about it. Otherwise I went to see Wim Wenders's Perfect Days at the cinema and it was amazing, definitly my favourite movie of the year.

5. Currently reading: Too many books at a time...

Master and Commander by Patrick O'Brian

Cervantes is for goats, Marx is for sheep Pablo Santiago Chiquero

The Dark Days Club by Alison Goodman

Fred Astaire, la haute société du spectacle by Timothée Gérardin (it doesn't seem to exist in English, sorry)

And more, but I'll say these are my main books at the moment

6. Currently watching: Ultia's run of Candy Love Campus Life. I'm addicted and way too involved with these toxic characters. Otherwise I'm gonna start Our Flag Means Death season 2 and started rewatching Doctor Who from Eccleston's Doctor (and I love it <3)

7. Currently consuming: Just had some water, and I guess I'm about to get a big cup of coffee!

8. Currently craving: Light. For the sun to not go to bed at 4p.m. let me have my vitamin D pleaaaase

Feel free to ignore I you're busy or don't want to, but I tag @blatterpussbunnyfromhell @wilwywaylan @romeomahbromeo and @yumenofude !

#tag game #get to know better

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mrsbakashi · 2 years

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kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru, kushimaru

❤️🚂

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ ATTENTION!!!! ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

this person gave me a Zetsu brainrot and now wants to give me a kushimaru one, SOMEBODY SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVE ME

i can't afford another brainrot, babe! but but but

I'm weak. i see a swordman my ovaries go boom 💥

#swordsmen own my heart #meaning zabuza and kisame #lowkey raiga but very lowkey #and now kushimaru!#i need help #gabbie answers

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fertilityexperts · 2 months

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