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cosmosoracle · 9 months

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With a simple flick of the fingers of my right hand, I disappeared from Roktor's clutches, avoiding to get my bones cracked for sure. I thanked Miri one more time for the precious gift she gave us, her relocation rings. Zinnya was less lucky, hers broke irreversibly a while ago; but mine and Hoyt's were still working, and they didn't abandon us yet.

"Oh." He stared at me with a new spark in his gaze. He raised his head to lock eyes with mine once more. I was right there. Free, but floating right in front of his face; away from where he wanted me, but still in his reach.

"...you could have run away, as far from danger as you could have. And yet, you stupidly decided to stay right here and confront me still. This is something I can respect." Everyone's breath remained suspended. He snapped ferociously to any interruption of this pause: "I'm trying to realize why I should even care about this situation. I don't CARE if some nobodies died to it. I don't CARE about the cattle it eats. I'm trying to understand if it can be worth facing for ME, for someone STRONG." He sniffed the waters and bared his teeth once more, growling angrily until he started talking again. "So who are you? Who are the ones you came with, hiding behind the cursed rocks?"

I turned towards the others when I caught movement from my left with the corner of my eye. Both the rogue and the witch were approaching now, and I heard Zinnya starting to talk, introducing herself and starting to say things that angered him further more. I couldn't hold back from giving her an alarmed side eye, but then I caught the occasion and spaced out for a few seconds, focusing on where my own familiar was. His warnings had to have been enough; if Cila wanted to do anything, she had plenty of chances to understand it was the right time. I recalled it by my side, and the jellyfish quietly appeared close to me, immediately latching onto my skin and hiding under my scarf behind my neck. I reached back to pat its cap with my tentacle and quietly commanded it to go and stay by Hoyt's side for now. Things were about to get complicated.

"I asked you who you are - I don't care about your accomplishments either! Show me why I should consider your opinions on this creature of yours!!"

"Is that a challenge you're proposing?" I asked in a very low tone, my rage boiling through it. He sneered to my question, so I continued, regaining some composure. "Let's move away from the Fountain - Opak and the Cemetery are to be involved into this no longer."

I indicated one of the far edges of the Fountain, one that looked upon part of the abyss of the freshwater side of the city. I finally exchanged one more look with the others, and they both seemed to convene for once - I could tell from just their attitudes - this was a horrible idea. I couldn't agree more, but I started following the reptilian combatant anyway. I stared at Zinnya as she transformed her familiar, Svalek, into a canine creature - his battle form - and nervously tried to figure out how to face such an opponent with the spells at her disposal. Then I moved to Hoyt, and I saw him swimming silently in position, not too far from Roktor, with both his swords in hand. The General opened his arms wide. He was waiting for us to have our first moves.

Here, at the present moment - here we are, still all together, in front of this mountain of a General that put us to the test.

#ic #black tears crossed the world #musings #campaign diary #session recap #session 90-91 #part 4 #zinnya #hoyt #blinking miri #deadbridge #outsea #general roktor #general opak #general cila #lumen #pathfinder rp #pathfinder 2e #homebrew campaign

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k-germsworld · 8 months

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Karaoke

Eunha x M!Reader

Blowjob!

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This is the first story I write when I start. So maybe the story is rough and not good enough. However, I will keep release my fantasy. So, Enjoy 😃

Hongdae is a place where Gen Z likes to go. Hongdae is a place that never sleeps. There are a variety of shops to visit like cinema, cafe, food and many more. However, there is one shop that opened very far from a crowded place but the shop is still full of customers. Many people know what the shop is, including me.

Once I reached Hongdae, I went straight to the shop but the shop was so crowded. The waiter asked all the customers to form a line and wait patiently. The line has form but the queue is too long, I can't even see the end of the line. I reached the shop by 9 pm but I already thought today was not my day to visit this shop. Luckily, the timing for queueing is short. I wait for 30mins only and my chance is getting closer. I see many people go in happily but come out angrily or sadly. I smile slyly and know they will come out like this for sure. Since my first time is also like this and this is the third time I visit.

"Sir, your turn now, enjoy," the waiter says happily. I forgot about the other then I stepped into the shop. The other waiter brings me to the counter and starts to explain the pricelist, the hostess list, and all the rules & regulations. Their price is based on the hour you sing. The starting price is 10000 won per hour.

Rules & regulation

Maximum 3 hrs per session. After 3hrs had reached you must leave.

If you pay by song, you must leave after your song ends.

If you order a hostess, then you are invited to join our karaoke challenge. The challenge is easy. You can ask for the counter to get further information.

Our shop has its scoring system. If you hit a specific score, you will get a special reward.

Score 71-80, 50% discount Score 81-90, get a second blowjob Score 91-99, Can fuck the hostess within 3hrs. Score 100, 100% discount, and can take out the hostess

After a long and boring explanation, they let me choose the hostess. They are full of hostess names and their price.

Sxwxn 30000 won

Yexxn 30000 won

Exxha 30000 won

Yxjx 30000 won

Sxxb 30000 won

Umxx 30000won

Others 20000won

I already come here for the third time and spent a lot of money to try to win. I used to choose Eunha as my partner. Of course, I will also choose her as my partner this time even though she is expensive but who cares? As long as I can hit to score 100 then everything is worth it.

Once I booked the hostess and made the payment, the waiter brought me to the room. I sat calmly and waited for her. 'Knock knock ', a girl opened the door and walked in. Eunha is wearing a black lace short lingerie with a black coat. The lingerie makes her body is more tight and hotter. At the top u can see the lingerie pushed her boobs looks bigger; at the bottom, you can see the panties can't even hide her camel toe. Just by seeing her sexy body, my cock already rocks hard. Her body part for me is a fantastic view. Her face is cute while talking to me, but she makes a seductive expression when giving you a handjob.

Eunha says no more and asks me to order a song and start the challenge. I ordered a song called " Pull Up ". This song is short and I had already trained so much for this song. I had scored 100 more than once in another karaoke room. So I have the confidence that this time I can score 100 when she gives me a handjob.

Eunha pulls off my pants and starts giving me a handjob while the intro just starts. My cock is already hard just by seeing her. She smirks at seeing this situation because she doesn't need to make my cock harder.

Starting, I sing the song perfectly. Once Eunha starts to stroke my cock, I feel like I am gonna fail again this time. Her hands are so cold compared to my heated cock. Her handjob is the best in this shop so she confidently stroked my cock at the slow pace from the head to the balls, then move opposite.

Her cold hand gave me a different excitement. I got a handjob from her three times but I can feel that every time is so different. I can hear my voice shaking, but I still can sing to the beat. Eunha hears my shaky voice but still can sing well so she stands up and comes closer to my ear. She dirty talk to me unexpectedly, " Oppa, do you wanna taste my pussy? Or you wanna grab my tits and slap my ass? Do you have the confidence to score 100, and take me out or fuck me here the whole night? " Even though she is saying dirty words, her voice is so sexy and sweet.

Her dirty words made my voice more shaky. My singing went off, I couldn't even hit the chord now. My singing voice is mixing with my moaning. As the song ends soon, Eunha stroked my cock faster and keep saying " cum for me!! " I almost reached my limit, but I will hold it till the end.

"Pull up… Pull up "

Finally, the song ends. However, Eunha also successfully makes me cum. I cum a lot on her hand. Luckily, the song ended faster than me cumming. The jukebox is entered into the calculating page. My heartbeat is beating faster as the score is calculated. Eunha cleaned her hand aside and saw the result together.

"Congratulations, you hit an 85 score! "

The system shows this sentence. I felt down when I saw the score but I felt a little happy at the same time. My record last time is below 70 so the only thing I get from Eunha is a handjob. I can finally get a different award this time from her. Eunha also congrats me on hitting 70 or above.

Eunha pulled me to the seat and kneeled between my legs. Her eyes are lustfully seeing my cock. She gets closer to my cock and smell my cummed dick. "It's smelly…. but I like it. " She used her hand and stroked again my cock to make it harder. My cock is fully erected now. She blew to my cock making my cock twitch. Eunha happily sees how my cock is twitching. After that, she stuck out her tongue and played with my cockhead. She licks from my head to the bottom then licks backwards from the bottom to my head. She treats my cock is like her toy. After several times of foreplay, my cock now is full of her saliva. She contentedly put my cock inside her mouth. She slowly swallowed my cock from the top, then the middle, then the bottom. My cock is like disappeared in her mouth. She starts moving her head up and down, her hands are playing with my balls. Her blowjob skill brings me to heaven. I becoming a moan mess just because of her blowjob. Suddenly, Eunha stopped her move and I was curious why she stopped. Before I say that, I saw her eyes hinting to me she wanna a face fuck. So, I stood up and aimed my cock to her mouth. She still kneeling and waiting for my cock.

I slowly put it into her mouth, her mouth is like a black hole. The space in her mouth is unlimited. Even if I put my whole length to her mouth, I can see no suffering from her face. I move my hips back and forth at a slow pace. After a few thrusts, I pulled out my cock from her mouth. I see my cock is drooling with her saliva. Eunha is so horny for my cock now, she is sticking out her tongue and letting her saliva dripping to the floor. Her face is so slutty and horny. Her lustful face brought my horniness to the max. I quickly insert back my cock and deep down her mouth but this time at a faster pace. I can feel her throat quivering every time I deep thrust her mouth. The normal face fuck now cannot vent my horniness, so I decided to choke her. I push my cock deep into her mouth until I can feel her throat, then I stop there and let her almost out of breath. Her struggle makes me more aroused. Her face became more struggle and patted my leg asking me to let her breathe.

I quickly pulled out my cock, seeing her finding breath and I let her rest awhile. After finding back her breath, me using my fastest speed to fuck her face this time. I holding her head as support to fuck faster. I don't care about Eunha's feelings, I just fucking her mouth like her pussy. She can't keep up with my speed so her saliva keeps dripping from her mouth.

I feel my limit is soon. I should hold for more time but her mouth is so warm and wet now making my load almost burst out. I pressed her head tight and let me cum inside her mouth. I shoot every drop of my cum inside Eunha's mouth and make sure not even one drop left her mouth. However, my cum is a large amount this time until she can't fit in anymore so she spit out some.

After every drop is inside her mouth, I pull out my cock and see how messy she is. The semen she spits out just now drops to her tits and some stick to her lips and jaw but she still keeps many cum inside her mouth. I feel so tired by just cumming one time and find a place to sit down. Eunha crawled to my side and opened her mouth wider, letting me see how much I cum inside her mouth. I am thinking she will spit out my cum after showing me but she using her tongue to play with my cum. She made my thick cum full of bubbles then swallow it. "It's tasty!"

Then, she cleans the leftover cum on her tits and jaw with her hand and put it in her mouth like drinking sauce. When I saw her slutty move, she made my cummed twice cock harder again. She notices it and says " Sorry oppa…. You can't have it anymore. These are the rules ." She smirks.

After she was done, Eunha thanked me for the thick cum and left the room. She left me alone in the room. I am not very satisfied with my performance today. However, I already broke my last record since I didn't get any service the last two times. I believe that I will hold it for her handjob and score 100 in the future. So I can let Eunha become my sex slave and cum on her every hole that night.

#gfriend smut #gfriend eunha smut #viviz smut #viviz eunha smut #eunha smut #jung eunbi smut

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ijuliet · 9 months

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calc tutor hyuck

paring : lee donghyuck x gn!reader

warnings : college!au, mature, kissing, sexual innuendo, mark and jaehyun are mentioned TT

wc : 600~ words

isaac newton was your worst enemy, because who in their right mind would have the time of day to create calculus! sadly, with a D+ on both midterms, you forced yourself to sign up for the tutoring program your professor recommended with a tear in your eye. it killed your pride, but you didn't want to end the class with anything lower than a C.

luckily, you were paired up with the cutest dork ever, and you began to thank your brain for having a hard time with the course.

lee donghyuck had dark brown hair and sun-kissed skin. the first time you met him, his glasses were black, and he wore a neatly ironed crew neck. but as the days went by, hyuck would wear his clear glasses and loose graphic shirts (you loved these sessions because you could see the moles littered on his collarbones, which left you wondering how much more he was hiding).

and as you got closer, hyuck would bring you lunch and tell you the gossip between his best friends and their latest fuck. the way he exaggerated the stories always made you giggle.

i’m serious y/n! jaehyun hooked up with his sociology professor, he has a noona kink

the last girl i tutored stopped showing up because mark rejected her, too bad she ended with a D in calc… wait… you wont ditch me if i introduce you to mark, right?

oh and of course, hyuck was a great tutor.

not only did his inner-circle-drama and OOTDs encourage you to meet him at the library every thursday, but his promise to gift you with a surprise if you got above a 90 on your next test did too.

surprisingly, when test day rolled around, you landed a 91! hyuck was so proud of you and picked you up from the ground and into a hug in the middle of the fiction aisle. when he put you down, his smile never disappeared, and a light blush covered his face as he muttered apologies, i knew you could do it y/n.

for your gift, hyuck invited you to a movie night at his apartment. although it didn’t seem like much, it felt as if you were becoming a part of his life.

his home was comfortable and expected from the clever boy, and the way hyuck happily showed off his gaming setup made him live up to his nerdy persona.

tutoring you helps pay for my double monitors, he’d say as you playfully push his shoulder.

you both popped popcorn in the microwave and laughed together, confessing you might’ve written the formulas on your hand.

when suddenly the electricity shut down. the quickly turned dark setting took you both by surprise as you jumped towards each other's bodies for safety. hyuck quickly held your hand before clicking the flashlight button on his phone.

soon enough, you were both sat on hyuck's bed, knee to knee, shoulder to shoulder, while his birthday cake candles are lit around the room. he apologized for a ruined celebration, but you insisted being with you hyuck is just enough.

despite the room being dimly lit, you could feel hyuck relax beside you, taking his hand off of his lap and behind your back. now inches away from you, you turned your head and began to shape the figure of his face and move towards him, locking eyes and staring at his lips.

hyuck pulled you into a kiss as his hand crawled up to the back of your neck, pulling you in deeper. his lips were soft and tasted like the perfect buttered popcorn you get at the movie theaters. your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck, slightly pulling and earning you a whimper.

you straddled his lap and could immediately feel his bulge beneath you. breaking off of the kiss with a smile on your faces, you reached out to touch his wet lips with your thumb before moving up and removing his glasses, whilst cracking a question:

"what if i get a 95 on my next test?"

sitting in my drafts for months, imy haechannnnnn

#haechan smut #hyuck smut #lee donghyuck smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #nct dream scenarios #nct 127 scenarios #haechan scenarios #haechan hard hours

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hausofanya · 4 months

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┈─ 𖧷 and then my soul saw your soul and it kind of went : ‘ oh, there you are. i’ve been looking all over for you. ’ CLÉO WITH STRAY KIDS’ HYUNG LINE.

SHIP NAME ⸝⸝ BANG CHAN + CLÉO ( CHANLÉO ) POPULARITY ⸝⸝ 89 % HOW CLOSE THEY ARE ⸝⸝ 91 %

𓄹 the two initially had a strictly work casual relationship, cléo keeping her distance due to the effect of her near elimination on their survival show & other emotions surrounding that time period. after a particularly tense recording session, the two ( propositioned by chan himself ) went out for a meal & ended up having a heartfelt conversation that lasted well into the night. tears were shed, but the rest would note their relationship taking on a more positive and open turn for the better. as the eldest member, chan takes on a mentor position in her life, but you would hardly know it from the level of comfort established between the two. banter is a key point in their relationship, mostly cléo poking fun at him & chan struggling to clap back much to the others’ entertainment, but behind all the giggles & lighthearted drama lies a seriously bonded relationship stemming all the way back to that fateful outing.

SHIP NAME ⸝⸝ LEE KNOW + CLÉO ( MINLÉO, 2CATZ ) POPULARITY ⸝⸝ 92 % HOW CLOSE THEY ARE ⸝⸝ 90 %

𓄹 these two were rumored to have a strong dislike for each other for a long time. short glances and group standing placements only added to the fuel, fans taking note that they never really interacted with each other. their relationship was surface level at best, & it did not do them any favors with cléo tending to stick to certain members. wanting to mediate the pressing situation, chan had the two work together on the guise of struggling with a song, sneaking away when the two became engrossed in a conversation that quickly deviated from the topic of their idol careers. hitching off on the surprise that both of them had cats, it didn’t take long for them to bond over their similarities, blossoming from barely looking at each other to purposefully seeking the other out. ( chan jokingly likes to tout being the reason behind their friendship, much to their chagrin. ) the two have been affectionately dubbed 2CATZ by the members and fans for this reason, even if they think it’s a little silly.

SHIP NAME ⸝⸝ CHANGBIN + CLÉO ( BINYA ) POPULARITY ⸝⸝ 95 % HOW CLOSE THEY ARE ⸝⸝ 93 %

𓄹 admittedly cléo had been wary of him at first. despite his short stature, he showed a bit of a stoic demeanor at first, which didn’t help her already frayed nerves. but it didn’t take long for his true personality to shine through, especially off camera when he would approach her with kind words & offers to practice together. now the two are one of stray kids’ most popular pairings & beloved friendships. cléo has a bit of a growing soft spot for changbin ( re : a terribly large one, according to the younger members ) & doesn’t really try to hide it. she claims she doesn’t have favorites & she loves them all equally, but changbin holds a special place in her heart. even if it embarrasses him a bit to receive that kind of attention, especially unprovoked. she blames it on how cute he is.

SHIP NAME ⸝⸝ HYUNJIN + CLÉO ( HYUNLÉO, SOPAZ ) POPULARITY ⸝⸝ 99 % HOW CLOSE THEY ARE ⸝⸝ ♾️

𓄹 a friendship stemming before stray kids & even before their survival show, cléo & hyunjin just clicked like magnets. chosen as a sort of representative when she’d transferred schools, the two realized they had an incredible amount in common & began hanging out outside of school hours frequently. even though the two were scouted separately, they would audition at the same place much to their surprise & pass together. the survival show was a turbulent time for their friendship, cléo’s near elimination threatening both of their statuses on the show, but the two would eventually overcome their hurdles & debut together just like they’d always talked about. they call each other their respective person, the one they go to when they don’t want to talk to anyone else, & the bond that they have has only strengthened throughout the years. them being this close has sparked a few close calls though, much to their shared mix of dismay, amusement, and exasperation.

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haymarketvtubestuff · 10 months

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✡️👻 Ariel Haymarket Model Reveal!

Whether you find comfort in the shadows or solace in the daylight, blessed is your arrival.

The original reveal on Twitter had to be scuttled because ... Twitter. So we're trying here instead :D

My name is Ariel, I'm a regular ol' human bean who writes crosswords and teaches high school. Class is in session soon, so I hope you have your paper, pens, pencils, books, and copies of Psalm 90 and 91 on hand, because you never know when I might toss a pop quiz your way!

Model art and rig: @gwenmyoty

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A classroom setting with a grayed-out figure standing in front of a chalkboard and a desk. On the chalkboard is written -

at top center - Mx. Ariel Haymarket

at center - 30 notes: Face (originally said 60, crossed out)

at bottom center - 15 notes: Torso (originally said 45, crossed out)

at bottom right (to viewer) - Model art: GwenMyoty

Written below the "45 notes" remark are two sets of labels at top and bottom of the desk.

Top of desk - 30 notes: Pants

Bottom of desk: 15 notes: Shoes (ft. Liam Kyle Sullivan)

Both have been "scratched out" and marked as DONE!

#model reveal #vtuber #en vtuber #envtuber #vtuber model reveal #vtuber model #vtubesona #vtuber debut #vtuber uprising #selfsona #teacher #human #humanoid #is she human?#sheydah vtuber #jewish vtuber #demon vtuber #sheyd vtuber

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bubblesandgutz · 1 year

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Every Record I Own - Day 759: Modest Mouse This Is a Long Drive for Someone with Nothing to Think About

It’s been five months since I’ve written one of these album posts, mainly because 2022 was such a busy year. When I made my last album post on August 1st, I was still talking about my favorite albums from 2021. While I enjoy talking about current music, I think I get more enjoyment writing about music that I’ve had plenty of time to sit with, and consequently, I felt like I was running out of things to say about new releases.

I wasn’t sure how to dip my toes back into this project. Then on New Year’s Eve I got the news that Jeremiah Green passed away.

I’m sure Modest Mouse meant a lot of different things to a lot of different people. And for most people, their impression of the band starts around 2004 with their big hit “Float On.” For me, Modest Mouse will always be that curious local band from the early ‘90s.

A quick recap on Seattle in the ‘90s: Nirvana blew up in the fall of ‘91, and their success helped turn the spotlight on Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains, Screaming Trees, and Mudhoney. Seattle was suddenly seen as a hub of underground rock music. But the reality is that we were a geographically isolated city with restrictive liquor laws and the Teen Dance Ordinance, a law that made all ages concerts virtually impossible. Rock music in Seattle was for the 21+ crowd. If you were a kid and you liked going to shows, you had to go to the youth centers out in the suburbs, or you had to go down to Tacoma and Olympia, or you religiously attended the one tiny all ages venue in the sketchiest part of downtown, The Velvet Elvis, that was strangely exempt from the ordinance on a technicality (namely, it had fixed seating, so you couldn’t “dance”). There was a distinct generational gap between the crowd that saw Nirvana play at the Central Saloon the summer before Nevermind came out and the local teenagers who picked up guitars in its wake.

Botch started playing in ‘93 and by the end of ‘94 we were playing shows at The Velvet Elvis. We were also playing spots like The Old Fire House in Redmond and Ground Zero in Bellevue, the suburban youth centers that held weekly concerts for the underage crowd. Some weeks you’d get a touring acts like Neurosis or Rocket From the Crypt, but we were so far off the standard touring circuit that most of the time you just got local bands.

Modest Mouse was a name we saw around a lot. The name sounded a bit twee for our tastes, but we knew their drummer Jeremiah had been in a hardcore band called Drown, and he’d been an early fixture at The Old Fire House. Despite the small nature of the underage scene in Seattle and the crossover in our musical interests, I wouldn’t hear Modest Mouse until Botch went out on our first tour in ‘96. In San Francisco, we played at the famous Epicenter Records. The bill was Modest Mouse, Scenic Vermont, Trial, and Botch. There were maybe 20 people there. But man, Modest Mouse fuckin’ ruled. They could be sweet and pretty one moment and screaming over distortion and feedback the next. We all became fans that night.

There was so much I identified with in their music. For one thing, it felt like every song started with a nugget of an idea---a solid verse/chorus structure---and then drifted off into some noisy exploratory jam session. It didn’t feel far off from what Botch was doing in that regard. We’d start a song with a couple of riffs that worked together, and we’d just jam in the basement until the rest of the song fell into place. It’s funny... I just assumed that was how every band wrote together. That’s what Fugazi and Drive Like Jehu did, after all. But in hindsight, I think it was a very unique approach, or at least it’s one that’s fallen out of favor with newer bands. When I listen to those early Modest Mouse songs, you can feel the excitement of a band bouncing ideas off of each other, letting happy accidents turn into whole new parts.

There was something else that really resonated with me about those early Modest Mouse records. There was a sense of wonder with the western landscape, a fascination with geography, and a sense of loneliness and alienation when you become uprooted from your childhood home. It was all there in their record titles---Interstate 8, The Lonesome Crowded West, This Is a Long Drive. I’d only moved to the Northwest in ‘92, so I felt uprooted too. But there was also this new appreciation for wide open spaces. After living on an island you could drive across in a couple of hours, it boggled my mind that you could just get in a car and drive for several days and still not see the other side of the continent. Modest Mouse’s music captured that excitement for the open road and the possibilities it offered.

This Is a Long Drive had come out just a few months before that SF show. This album, along with the Broke single, got a lot of plays in our camp after playing with them. National success for Modest Mouse was still somewhere on the horizon, but by the time summer was over it felt like they were taking off regionally. They sold out a show at The Velvet Elvis that fall. I didn’t even know bands could sell out The Velvet Elvis back then. Sure, it held maybe 125 people, tops, but I didn’t realize there were 125 kids hip to the weird art house theater tucked in an alley in a grimy part of downtown.

By the time The Lonesome Crowded West came out, they were a national act. A year or two earlier you’d only hear their music at friend’s houses or on the local college radio station. Now you heard their music in coffee shops, bars, and record stores all over the States. They belonged to the world.

Weirdly enough, my only interaction with Jeremiah would happen years later. At some point in the late ‘00s, after the success with Good News For People Who Love Bad News and his brief hiatus from the band, I was at a grocery store in Seattle with a mutual friend. “You guys know each other, right?” the friend asked in lieu of a proper introduction. We both shrugged and smiled, introduced ourselves, both saying “yeah, I know” in response. We were the same age, had come up in the same scene. I’d gone in to work a shift at The Old Fire House Teen Center the day he stopped by to talk to my boss about quitting Modest Mouse. We were in the same musical orbit, likely going through the same growing pains at the same stages of our lives, which is probably why their music hit me the way it did.

RIP Jeremiah Green. Thank you for the music.

#everyrecordiown #modest mouse

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hriobzagelthewanderer · 10 months

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Things Hriob is No Longer Allowed to Do, Revised Edition - Part Trois

#81 Yes, exercise nuts often invent new fads to sell shit to the unknowing masses trying to ‘get in shape’. No, I am not allowed to market a new “Diogenes Workout” involving rock climbing using only a cauldron and a sledgehammer. Not even if I demonstrate how ‘easy’ it is.

#82 Yes, Sparring is a fun way to get a full-body exercise so long as I have a designated partner and don’t get carried away. No, asking bargoers random thugs and mercenaries Pirates with serious anger issues anyone ‘Hey, you want to Fight?’ is NOT sparring and I am not allowed to do this anymore.

#83 I am forever forbidden from ‘Saving Christmas’, even ESPECIALLY if I was the one who put it in Jeopardy in the first place.

#84 I am not to confuse ‘Spreading Christmas Cheer’ with ‘Getting the masses intoxicated with my Eggnog Special’. There’s more to the Spirit of the Holidays than Spirits, Hriob, you should know this already.

#85 Just to be safe, to build upon the prior two rulings (#83 and #84), I cannot ‘Save’ Hanukkah Kwanzaa Thanksgiving Halloween Easter Ramadan St. Patrick’s Day Valentine’s Day ANY remotely ‘major’ Holiday regardless of whether or not it has anything to do with any given religion.

#86 I can be ‘Santa’ for Christmas, or I can be ‘Krampus’. Both have ups and downs, but I will remember to pick ONE and stick with it per christmas season, for my own sake as much as everyone else’s.

#87 Regardless of whether or not I have the powers of Bardic Magic on my side or not, I will refrain from abusing this power to turn deadly battles villainous monologues do-or-die moments training sessions ANY moment that isn’t already filled with unusual amounts of song into quaint musical numbers. Yes, even if the children love it when I do that.

#88 I am not a cherub, and even if I’m not too shabby with a bow when the time calls for it, I am not allowed to claim that I can make people fall in love by shooting them with arrows splashing them with potions showering them with chocolate serenading them getting them drunk enough holding them at knife-point locking them in a small room together ANY means - and I am forever forbidden from trying to prove that I can.

#89 The power to ‘bring snowmen to life’ is not a Right, it is a Privilege. The moment I abuse this power for ANY reason is the moment I am forever banned from making ‘Atronachs’ of ANY material, period.

#90 Even if I know any personifications of the Seasons personally, I am not allowed to bribe threaten trick coerce seduce gamble use ANY means to adjust when one season ends and another begins, be it for my own benefit or ‘shits and giggles’.

#91 Reddish hair or not, Inconceivable Alcohol Immunity or not, Strange Luck or not, I am NOT Irish, but Czech-German, and I am not allowed to let others confuse that issue.

#92 In accordance with the prior rule, this means I am not allowed to celebrate St. Patty’s Day unsupervised, nor am I allowed to encourage people to ‘Kiss me’ under the pretense that ‘I’m Irish’. It's bad enough I have too many people who’d do it anyways, they don’t need further incentive.

#93 As a self-employed Entrepreneur and Craft Brewer, I understand the importance of self-promotion and advertisement. Making careful deals with bar owners and handing out Business Cards is a step in the right direction - Going door-to-door with a red wagon and trying to use arguably cute animal familiars random woodland creatures glamours girl scouts boy scouts random children important children puppies kittens baby seals ANY variation of ‘little helpers’’ to make sales is right out.

#94 Many restaurants and food vendors enjoy using the concept of ‘Free Samples’ to sell their products. As an Alchemic Craft-Brewer, I am to remind myself that, no, this is NOT a valid method of advertising for my wares, with all but a few NO exceptions.

#95 As I grow more talented with Life magic, alchemy, and gain access to individuals with greater talents in those fields than myself, I am to be reminded that I will not create/pester others to help create a ‘Molotov Cockatiel’ to use as a familiar pet prank biological warfare agent FOR ANY REASON.

#96 The ‘tomato allegory’ is a good way to demonstrate examples of Wisdom versus Intelligence, as well as other ‘DnD stats’ in a real-world context. I am NOT to try and actually act out parts of the allegory, or try to make my own ‘better’ one using beer vodka hamsters zombies drunk zombie hamsters ANYTHING ELSE, “just because” - no matter HOW ‘educational’ it may or may not be.

#97 I am not allowed to stress-test Bowling Lanes or Equipment by “playing as hard good fun as I can”.

#98 I am not allowed to help Jacob in any variety of smithy, workshop, metalworking, or engineering project without additional adult supervision. Let the Coilgun-powered Hammer be the last Scientific Monstrosity I help bring into the world.

#99 When building massive projects involving Gingerbread buildings ‘To Scale’, I will remember to make sure that the Runic Protections prevent anything breaking, sagging, dirtying or making any part of it inedible, and also remember that the Load-bearing structures are kept far away from hungry guests whenever possible.

#100 Just because I have a Ring of Sands that gives me an extra casting focus for my magics, attuned to both Wind and Earth elements as well as the Concept of Sand itself, does Not make me ‘The Sand Guardian, Guardian of the Sands’, and neither does it give me any reason, excuse, legitimacy, or ability to tease, torment, or banish The Master beyond what I already can do in any way not already defined by the pertinent ‘unspoken agreement’ - even especially in light of the fact he’s already broken it.

#101 Yes, I am a Lord of the Fae, and can use my power to command certain kinds of ‘Lesser’ Fairies, including Pixies. Yes, Pixies are for all intents and purposes magical glowing balls of flying teeth and mischief with a taste for human flesh. No, I am NOT allowed to ‘summon’ them by quoting the Wicked Witch of the West and/or weaponizing massive swarms of pixies as a substitute for flying Piranha Unless I really want to Excepting truly Dire Circumstances by my reckoning as defined by a rational, responsible adult that is not myself.

#102 Upon further revision and consideration, the above rule (#101) is to be applied to any and all flying creatures, contraptions, and/or weapons, magical or otherwise, again excluding Emergency Use as defined by an independent observer. Projectiles of any kind, guided or not, are to be used carefully, not liberally.

#103 If against all odds and attempts to avoid combating a so-called God or Deity fail, and violence becomes necessary to defend myself or others, should I be given the chance to attack them with something resembling a symbol of their office, I am to remind myself of two things first:

A) If it is a symbol of their office, they most likely have high resistance to it, if not power over it, and I ought to consider other options B) I am not allowed to chant ‘Stop Hitting Yourself’ if I proceed to attack them with said symbol regardless of the above step.

#104 I may be immune to Nightwood poison powder, but that does not allow me to ‘create a new version of the cinnamon challenge’ using it instead of a generic spice, nor use it for any other purposes beyond careful poison applications. And even if that does include toxic smoke bombs, I will NOT refer to them as ‘vanishing powder bombs’.

#105 I am not allowed to apply to break into enchant curse be within a seven mile radius of interact with any ‘Bed Bath and Beyond’ with the intention of “revamping their ‘Beyond’ section to comply with the Better Business Bureau’s advertising standards.”

#106 I am not allowed to break into buy the entire stock of in any way acquire any amount of scented candles beyond ‘2’, even especially with the intention of creating a ‘Scented Wax Antronach’.

#107 Just because my blood probably should be a controlled substance in at least 39 states by this point, doesn’t mean I should brag about it. If anything, the less any given national government knows about me, the better.

#108 The above ruling (#107) is to be extended hereafter to all other bodily fluids, samples, and secretions of my physical form, including Lymph, Sweat, Bones, Mucus, Semen, Ligaments, Major Organs, Minor Organs, Imaginary Organs, anything and everything off my person.

#109 No longer allowed to avoid paperwork with the O.A.B. by just claiming “the Dog ate it”- Gurrel has enough on his plate without being made into a scapegoat. In addition, despite how much more likely it actually is, claiming ‘the Moose ate it’ is not acceptable either.

#110 Not allowed to look into body modifications - magical or otherwise - until I have been given a clean bill of health by a licensed therapist in regards to any potential body-image issues second opinion from a responsible adult that doesn’t veto my idea… and the moment I decide I want to ‘show them my junk and hope they can work their magic’ is the moment I am forbidden from getting any mods regardless.

#111 If given the option, I will Not use my powers of Lightning and/or Space-Time Magic to pull ‘random’ objects towards my person. It never ends well.

#112 I will remember why I practiced the Prestidigitation spells until they were second nature, and only use them for protection against theft and utility beyond the need for physical pockets - I will NOT abuse the powers to pick-pocket or ‘reverse’-pick-pocket others.

#113 In regards to rulings #107 and #108, I am not allowed to give my blood the ‘Dracula Seal of Approval’ regardless of the veracity of said claims.

#113 I may or may not be on the hunt for a ‘Mr. Hyde’ for peacekeeping and security reasons, and in order to negate and minimize any further psychological trauma to those around him. However, this is no excuse to psychologically torment said individual by replacing his surroundings with oranges, trapping him in tanning salons for weeks at a time, or any other long-term psychological warfare against him. As fun and/or cathartic as it may be, I should use the resources at my disposal far more tactically and efficiently This is why Billiam Cypher has been recruited to my cause and I should not deny him the opportunity to do the jobs I assigned to him.

#115 I am to extend ruling #79 concerning Fergus O’Dwyer to both Igor Van Lichtenstein and Billiam Cypher as well, without further context or clarification, as none should be required.

#116 “What Happens in Atlantis, Stays in Atlantis”, is not, has never been, nor will ever become a valid legal defense. The same is true substituting for “Pompeii”.

#117 Just because I met Gilgamesh in a past life (As Humbaba) and was subsequently killed by him and his best friend does not mean I get to claim he owes me money reparations a solid anything.

#118 Just because I met Odin and Fenrir in a past life (As Gammal vän Kunskap) does not mean I get to wear T-shirts that read “I helped save the world from Ragnarok and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt” or anything to that effect.

#119 I know I hate spandex and think it is uncomfortable, impractical, and generally a stupid thing to wear. That is no excuse for chastising the fashion senses of ‘superheroes’ and ‘supervillains’ I come across even if they clearly need the help for any reason.

#120 Yes, I know Mixed Martial Arts championships exist that incorporate Medieval European Weapons and Armor in the ring. No, I am not allowed to compete given my dozens of unfair advantages - if tempted to do so anyways I am to chant to myself the words ‘we have weapons and armor sparring at home’ until the urges subside.

#ooc #gdihriob #things hriob is no longer allowed to do #thelittlestdemon #xxvernalagniaxx #kingdom of mxginica #sins of the sea #suntdracull #the blackened dove #decipheringmadness #godfrey industries #death by paperwork #[reference]#[relevant]

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(JTA) — Daniel Lombroso sees “Nina & Irena,” his documentary short film about his grandmother, a Holocaust survivor, as a coda to his 2020 documentary “White Noise,” in which he followed leaders in the “alt-right” movement.

For the four years during the making of “White Noise,” he was surrounded by neo-Nazis, who were on the cusp of a resurgence around the 2016 presidential race. “I never thought about my own connection to the material in any detail, and then I realized the reason I cared so much about this story before anyone else in the country was because of my grandparents,” he told the Jewish Telegraphic Agency. “It was the stories that I grew up with that made me vigilant about extremism and curious and concerned.”

In “Nina & Irena,” which will be released through The New Yorker on the magazine’s digital channels on Wednesday, Lambroso’s Polish-born grandmother Nina Gottlieb — 90 during filming and 91 now — opens up after eight decades about her experiences during the Holocaust, when she lost about 25 members of her family, including her sister, Irena. Only she and her parents survived.

The New Yorker Studios film relates Gottlieb’s tale through on-camera interviews with Gottlieb that are interspersed with archival footage. Much of the film depicts simple moments of joy with her family, such as doing Zoom yoga with her grandson and her 90th birthday party surrounded by her children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. Gottlieb is fully independent, lives alone in Long Island and still has an active lifestyle.

“The film is about the richness of her life,” Lombroso said. “There’s a lot of what they call Holocaust fatigue that we all grew up watching a lot of Holocaust films and hearing from survivors and you expect certain things. You expect the train tracks and you expect Auschwitz and smoke and it was very important for me to not necessarily avoid the horrors — you have to understand the horrors — but also balance them with the comedy of her life. She’s so funny.”

The film has been a success on the festival circuit, including winning best short film at the Mountainfilm Festival in Telluride. The documentary festival DOC NYC included it among its “Short Lists” predictions for top contenders for Oscars and other awards.

Growing up in New Rochelle, New York, Lombroso knew that his grandmother was a Holocaust survivor, but she never spoke about her experiences during the war. She thought her stories were too horrible for her children and grandchildren when they were young. She always thought she would tell them later, but later never came. Lombroso realized that now was his chance to finally ask, before it was too late.

In the film, Gottlieb talks about her childhood in Kielce, Poland, and her relationship with her sister, spying on Irena and tattling to their mother. Even when discussing her sister’s disappearance, she has a matter-of-fact way of telling these stories, accepting what happened and not dwelling on the past.

Lombroso said her testimony helped him avoid the cliches of documentary filmmaking. Too often, he explained, “you’ve gotten your main subject to pour themselves out in front of the camera like it’s a therapy session. My grandmother doesn’t go there,” he said. “At first, I thought that would be a problem.” However, “with distance and going through screenings, I realized that’s what makes the film so different and special. Her message is one that you don’t hear much: Keep going in life. Don’t feel sorry for yourself. And if someone like her doesn’t feel sorry for herself [after] losing upwards of 20 family members, then I certainly can’t.”

Another surprising aspect of the documentary is Gottlieb’s compassion for her tormentors. Having been evacuated to Prague, she saw the liberated Czechs pour tar on German officers and burn them alive. She was horrified.

“One of the worst moments of the Holocaust for her was watching a German officer be burned alive by Czech bystanders. She says, ‘You don’t do that to other people. We’re all born little adorable children. What happens to us?” Lombroso said. “The person she has sympathy for is her perpetrator and I just find that so rare in this day and age.”

In order to get this level of honesty from his grandmother, Lombroso approached this project, his first personal film, like his previous work at The New Yorker, where he is a staff filmmaker, and before that at The Atlantic.

“I’m used to embedding myself with people who I disagree with. I always try to understand subjects in the same way. Even when I was dealing with Richard Spencer, who is a famous white nationalist, I was trying to understand the root of his ideology and how he became who he is today,” he said. “I wanted to understand how someone becomes that f–ked up. We went skiing together and I met his mother. That’s the kind of reporting I just love doing and I think people open up to me because I don’t feel judgmental towards them. I just want to understand.”

And despite his love for his grandmother, he tried to keep a certain creative distance. “My grandmother had no editorial control,” Lombroso said. “She saw the film for the first time a few days before it premiered, and I told her you cannot change anything. And sure, there’s a tenderness in the film that comes through because I love her and feel close to her, but it was important to me not to compromise my practice in any way with her story.”

The one time he did let her weigh in is when he showed her a synopsis of the film that mentioned survivor’s guilt. She was furious.

“She said, ‘I don’t feel guilty about anything,’” Lombroso said. “I think it’s important to see someone like her and that’s what makes her so inspiring.”

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Beverly Ann Moore, 15 (USA 1975)

On July 11, 1975, 15-year-old Beverly’s parents brought her to the Chattanooga Women's Clinic (the "Lime 5" facility) for a legal abortion. Tuckey Hayes was the abortionist who killed Beverly and her unborn baby.

Beverly’s parents waited for their daughter, unaware of the danger she was in. Hayes told them that Beverly was going to be just fine, and they believed him. 15 minutes later, Beverly was dead.

The facility was riddled with malpractice, negligence and abuse. Even after killing 15-year-old Beverly, it was allowed to stay open. For years afterwards there were dozens of health and safety violations recorded. Here are some of the violations:

•Wrist, knee or foot controls not provided on lavatories used by physicians and nurses (3-8-79)

•No system for referring patients to (actual) health care providers (3-8-79)

•No emergency transfer arrangements (3-8-79)

•Lack of written job descriptions (3-8-79, 10-10-89)

•Lack of documentation of staff qualifications (10-10-89)

•Inoperable emergency lighting (3-8-79, 3-12-87, 3-17-87, 4-5-93)

•Re-use of disposable curettes (3-12-87)

•Medications out-of-date (5-22-85, 3-12-87, 3-17-87, 10-10-89, 4-6-92)

•Outdated IV solution (10-10-89)

•Medications improperly stored (3-8-79, 3-12-87, 3-17-87, 6-18-87)

•Unwrapped speculums stored in examining table drawer (6-18-87)

•Used disposable curettes stored on shelf with clean supplies (6-18-87)

•Blood on procedure table (10-10-89)

•Dirty floor/equipment in lab (10-10-89)

•out of date sterile instruments in autoclave area (6-18-87)

•"Sterile instruments in treatment room observed to have stains" (4-6-92)

•Patient records lacking documentation of required testing for sexually transmitted diseases (10-10-89).

And in 1992 a client sued the facility for the negligent and dehumanizing treatment she had endured while undergoing an 8-week abortion. She tried to use a fake name to protect her privacy, but the facility successfully moved that she had to use her real name in public if she wanted to sue them.

This was ironic and hypocritical considering that during her abortion appointment, the facility had refused to use her name and told her to answer only to “Lime 5”. Her pre-abortion "counseling" took place in a room with 20 other clients instead of in a 1-on-1 session and staff were not available to answer her questions. She was not given copies of any of the papers she was made to sign. When she was on the operating table, the abortionist came in with his shirt unbuttoned. He used repeated profanity, appeared to be fondling the nurse, and told the patient that “Nothing is better in life than sex and money” before injuring her.

This unsanitary, unprofessional and abusive facility should have been shut down long before the 1992 court case. Had they been closed down after killing Beverly, so many people would have been spared from the horrific treatment of the “Lime 5” facility.

MEMORIAL ID 27278635

Ambulatory Surgical Treatment Center Survey Form 3-12-87

Statement of Deficiencies and Plan of Correction 3-8-79, 5-22-85, 3-17-87, 6-18-87, 4-24-90, 4-16-91, 4-6-92, 4-5-93

Licensing Board Docket No. 17.17-D-89-1104A

#abortion #tw abortion #tw ab*rtion #pro life #pro choice #tw murder #abortion debate #unsafe yet legal

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One post a day, for 102 days, with something that made our new bride smile…

Day 1: Name Change

Day 2: Upgraded

Day 3: The First Wedding Photo

Day 4: Chocolate Stash

Day 5: Jenner Ramsey

Day 6: The Second Kiss

Day 7: Lazy Sunday

Day 8: Wedding Present

Day 9: One Month Anniversary

Day 10: Gym Session

Day 11: Thank You Card

Day 12: Simple and Sweet

Day 13: First Married Date Night

Day 14: Ethan’s Book

Day 15: “My Wife”

Day 16: Bath Time

Day 17: Lunch with Naveen

Day 18: Surprise Chicken Dinner

Day 19: Double Date Night

Day 20: Maid of Honor

Day 21: Manicure with Beverly

Day 22: First Date Throwback

Day 23: The New Interns

Day 24: Ployes

Day 25: Coffee Date

Day 26: Sister Time

Day 27: Residency Anniversary

Day 28: Lakeside Cookout

Day 29: Painting with Naveen

Day 30: Sleepover with Natalie

Day 31: Tiffany & Co

Day 32: Ethan Returns

Day 33: Vietnamese Coffee

Day 34: Casenna Double Date

Day 35: Farmer’s Market

Day 36: Casenna Save The Date

Day 37: Ethan v Interns

Day 38: Internet Friends

Day 39: Lunch with Sienna

Day 40: Ride or Die Reunion

Day 41: Brunette Gen

Day 42: Brunch with the in-laws

Day 43: Bouquet Shadow Box

Day 44: The New Assistant

Day 45: Jenner Snuggles

Day 46: FaceTime with Mom

Day 47: Dinner in Newport

Day 48: Charity Gala

Day 49: Nat learns to surf

Day 50: Jenner and Dale

Day 51: Matching Pjs

Day 52: Ethan’s Favorite wedding photo

Day 53: A New Book for Jackie

Day 54: Poker Night

Day 55: Bryce’s Birthday

Day 56: Babysitting Ellie and Eli

Day 57: London Bound

Day 58: Donahue’s

Day 59: Toulouse Ramsey

Day 60: The Boyz

Day 61: Walk in the rain

Day 62: Venue Hunting

Day 63: At home spa

Day 64: Elopement Anniversary

Day 65: Blue Snacks

Day 66: The Clock App

Day 67: New Shoes

Day 68: First hosted event as husband and wife

Day 69: Wedding Guests

Day 70: Lady and Jenner

Day 71: The Paper

Day 72: Karaoke Night

Day 73: Willow

Day 74: Drive-in Date Night

Day 75: Six Flags

Day 76: Triple Date Night

Day 77: Wedding dress shopping with Sienna

Day 78: Romantic Surprise

Day 79: Dance in the park

Day 80: Baking with Sienna

Day 81: Throwback Thursday

Day 82: Opera Night

Day 83: Father-in-law Bonding

Day 84: Ellie’s Birthday

Day 85: Ethan Hudson

Day 86: Steak Dinner

Day 87: Volunteering

Day 88: Medical Power Couple

Day 89: Amazon Throwback

Day 90: Cape Getaway

Day 91: Potential Real Estate

Day 92: The Beach

Day 93: Mentors and Interns

Day 94: Career Day

Day 95: Boston Museum of Science

Day 96: The Softball Game

Day 97: SIX The Musical

Day 98: NYC Shopping Spree

Day 99: The Diagnostics Team

Day 100: Casenna Wedding Invite

Day 101: Naveen gets an award

Day 102: The Beach House

#ethan ramsey x mc #open heart #ethan x mc #ethan x gen #oph au #102 smiles #102 smiles masterlist

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mvshortcut · 1 year

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I posted 1,404 times in 2022

That's 1,404 more posts than 2021!

126 posts created (9%)

1,278 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 1,286 of my posts in 2022

Only 8% of my posts had no tags

#mbs s2 - 483 posts

#mbs s2 spoilers - 342 posts

#nicholas benedict - 266 posts

#ld curtain - 186 posts

#milligan wetherall - 137 posts

#constance contraire - 104 posts

#kate wetherall - 103 posts

#sq pedalian - 89 posts

#the mysterious benedict society - 86 posts

#sticky washington - 84 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#bc it’s a terrible environment and he’s trying to make space for his brother as well as protecting himself from nathaniel’s control issues

My Top Posts in 2022:

me literally anytime Curtain appears onscreen:

90 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

also I love the scene where Number Two is trying to calm Mr. Benedict down from his panic attack while they're at the table. Because her instinct is obviously "wave the green plaid cloth to calm Mr. Benedict down" but apparently someone wasn't generous enough to provide complimentary green plaid cloths during their kidnapping experience. So it ends up being just. Nicholas teetering on the verge of a nervous breakdown while Number Two aggressively shakes a napkin in his face

95 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

So many people speculated “Constance will have already incapacitated/tied up/maimed her kidnappers by the time the others find her” but I love how no one could’ve predicted “Constance will emotionally devastate her kidnapper through a malicious impromptu therapy session”

143 notes - Posted November 15, 2022

also one thing that gets me is "Nicholas. I've moved on." Because sure, kidnapping your brother to show off your cringe fail blueberry magic tricks in your evil cult compound is certainly something well-adjusted people do, yes

162 notes - Posted October 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Still cannot believe that Trenton Lee Stewart wrote the best children’s trilogy of all time, vanished off the face of the earth for ten years, then dropped a sequel out of nowhere JUST to set the record straight that Sticky Washington grew up to be Incredibly Handsome. Absolute king god bless

320 notes - Posted July 16, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #not mbs #kinda #so glad the sticky appreciation post is my top one. he deserves it <3

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"I don't like your style, but you were able to escape from me only by using your strength. Now that's something I recognize." Evangelia's body is floating not too far from the battlefield, thrown out together with a (somehow alive) very desperate Lumen. Zinnya has been awakened by Hoyt, and she's been sent away to take care of the corpse, so that they can keep hoping to bring her back one more time and Hoyt can talk to the General alone.

When things got to their darkest points, with Evangelia having been eaten alive and Zinnya floating unconscious in front of the titan, Hoyt turned invisible. He could have done anything to just take care of his own business and leave this place he hates, but instead he remained and kept avoiding hit after hit after hit. When he was grabbed, he forced his way out of the claws. Only when he moved a little farther away Roktor began to talk again, with a much more controlled voice: "Don't throw away all the work you've done. Don't run away." And Hoyt swam back to the General; following the oracle's example, he dropped the concealment only when he was right in front of his face.

"You have my attention. Speak."

Hoyt takes a breath.

For the entirety of their stay in Outsea, Hoyt never really expressed much interest for Lia's troubles in her lake. He faked participation with General Khu'Tihua when Lia wasn't able to convince her alone, turning the tables; he fully gave agency to Lia when decisions had to be taken, without questioning her will unless he was asked for it; he chose to have her go out of Hormun's den and deal with General Alara to solve the situation when he and Zinnya would have remained stuck there. But now that the rest of the party is down? He really doesn't have any external reason to stay and support the cause. He could have left; he could have just turned his back on them and all of this situation. But he doesn't.

"The creature that the girl was talking about has almost cleared the entirety of a lake; like she was saying, it is a serious threat, and it could reach this same river. I also deem it necessary to have it be dealt with when the time comes, and I consider it to be a worthy opponent for you." Roktor lets the words sink in, then smirks while looking down at his hand - the one that was about to crush Hoyt if he didn't escape.

"Very few people can claim to stand above me, or to have been able to wound a King. Your opinion is heard." He turns to Opak. His tone is much steadier, much less angry, but absolutely just as ferocious as before. "The Generals will go at war with this monster," he states. "And if I deem it fun enough to join, I will also fight when the time comes."

With that said, he turns back to Hoyt, who respectfully bows his head. A tingling sensation spreads through him whole: while Evangelia's dream was about the Vitalia and Zinnya's was about an unknown creature, Hoyt's was about him losing a challenge against a King, with consequent mockery and betrayal by everyone the assassin had around - everyone he cared about, in a way or another. But the dream has been denied. Hoyt has won.

Roktor starts walking along the streets of the city. Hoyt watches him go, only to raise his voice one more time with his last thoughts to offer.

"The memories of the girl can be shared, so that you can see the creature as well. Do you want to?"

Roktor turns one last time, only slowing down his pace for a second. "I don't need to know my enemy. They'll just have to be sorry if they get to face me."

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theragnarokd · 1 year

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I posted 1,119 times in 2022

103 posts created (9%)

1,016 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@vastsexual

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I tagged 332 of my posts in 2022

#whomstve - 149 posts

#i post - 100 posts

#dirkjake - 68 posts

#my fic - 41 posts

#dirk strider - 31 posts

#jake english - 23 posts

#spooky jake autumn - 11 posts

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#dave strider - 6 posts

#original fic - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 115 characters

#my brain wants tumblr mutuals to think i'm a cool person who listens to stuff besides folk musicals and vienna teng

My Top Posts in 2022:

i am going to be v strong and NOT title the next chapter of my fic, an interlude from the POV of a character named Tyr, in-Tyr-mission

39 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Homestuck Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jake English/Dirk Strider Characters: Jake English, Dirk Strider Additional Tags: teensy bit of dave strider, Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Alternate Universe - No Sburb Session, Demon Sex, Rope Bondage, Impact Play, Dubious Consent, Masochism, Painplay, Temperature Play, Spooky Jake Autumn, Light-Hearted, Crack Summary:

Dirk buys a suspicious golden rope from a mysterious shop. Who knows what that might hold in store for him?

(Answer: a sexy demon. But joke's on him, Dirk's into that shit.)

inspired by @thedoublepp gorgeous jake art

43 notes - Posted October 28, 2022

Me: I wanna write

Myself: whatcha wanna write

Me: something good

Myself: *snort* good fucking luck

Me: yo self we don't talk to people like this in this house, wanna reframe that?

Myself: ok fine I'm experiencing low self esteem and doubt in my abilities

Me: *takes self face in my palms* ok I will remind you of the importance of the two cakes, the parable of the clay pots, and the fact that if you've done something once and didn't suffer a subsequent disability, no reason you can't do it again.

Now are we ready to write some trash that is slightly better than yesterday's trash? Say yes.

Self, sniffling: yes.

63 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

Fuck I used to know how to make friends in fandom spaces

Hi whomstve folks

What's your favorite weird-ass thing Jake has said in fic or canon

90 notes - Posted October 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Might fuck around and post some spooky Jake autumn stuff

Such as:

Dirk makes a living building shit. What shit depends on who's paying this week. He who has the dollars calls the shots.

However.

"What you drew here is physically impossible," Dirk tells the latest asshole client, some white guy in a suit.

"I was told you do the impossible on a weekly basis," says Smug McAssface. "Are you saying your reputation is wrong?"

"What you're asking for," Dirk says flatly, "is the equivalent of a four-angled triangle. That's not how triangles work. That's not how any of this works."

"Then you're saying you won't do it?"

"I'm saying --" Dirk grits his teeth and names an impossible sum. "And it's going to take me a month."

The guy, without breaking eye contact, writes him a check.

So now Dirk has a month to defy God and physics. Fine.

On the first three days, the plans make no god-damned sense. On the fourth, they still don't, but living on energy drink and two hours of sleep a night is lending them a certain odd charm.

Dirk's an insomniac anyway, and staying up late to work is an occupational hazard. This is not aided by the fact that on the fifth day, during a snatched catnap, he starts dreaming.

If he remembers his dreams, they're usually semi-lucid and fairly boring. He spends a lot of dream time in airports, for some reason, waiting for a flight that never takes off.

This time, there's someone sitting next to him in the waiting area.

Huh. That's new. "Who the fuck are you?"

The newcomer isn't bad looking. Dark skin, darker hair, eyes the color of cartoon acid, *very* nice forearms.

Dirk is about to reconsider what kind of dream this might be - he wouldn't object, he hadn't gotten out much lately - when the guy lightly says, "This is dull, isn't it? Let's change things up."

He snaps his fingers, and Dirk wakes up screaming.

He also wakes up with a lightning-strike realization of how two of the bugshit parts fit together, so at least he has that going for him.

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its been another month.

DAY 7: APRIL 21, 2024

STATS: read for 1 hour and 30 minutes pages read: 1592-1683. 91 pgs. HELP!!!!!!!!! slur count: 12 + 1 = 13 (dave. r slur) silly count: 12 + 1 = 13 (hussie, about jacks clown garment) (i keep forgetting this stat....) piss count: 2/3

THOUGHTS: since i read literally under 100 pages i wont have much to say hopefully. which is good cus i have school tomorrow and its getting late

summary for this readthrough is regular act 4 shenanigans. lots of pesterlogs. jumping around all over the place. davesprite is there

FIRST MATTER OF BUSINESS: theyre all so cute. theyre all SO ADORABLE!!!! rose and kanaya / john and karkat / john and terezi / dave and terezi / rose and jade / rose and jaspersprite I COULD GO ON. I LOVE THEM ALL!!!! theyre just kids theyre so cute theyre SO cute i love it when they talk

tavros rapped at dave and it was the worst rap ive ever read. like seriously ever. how did he get WORSE at rapping. i swear his rap with gamzee was so much better but we will see. 0/10 for tavros and daves rap

got some wq and pm lore... theyre so awesome. pm really walked up to her queen and was like hey so um i was told i need to kill you. but i dont want to. and thw queen was like yeah okay. im abdicating so you can do this ok. good luck. i love them.... theyre so awesome i love pm so much

jaspersprite is adorable. DAVESPRITE IS HERE. WOOOOOOO!!!!! i didnt expect to see him so soon i thought for sure there was more waiting around between rose and dave in the doomed timeline but damn i guess not. its like heres a flash of the land of heat and clockwork and dave kicking ass then BAM "hey rose i think i will go back in time now" like jesus. thats what fanfiction is for i guess. to expand on their doomed session

the whole davesprite situation is the coolest thing ever and i dont know how else to show that. i think its so awesome. rose dreaming to get her past self to dream earlier. dave going back in time and dropping all his shit then hopping in the sprite. dave and davesprite talking to john. pchooooo as a code for an item. john being crazy

first instance of H3Y D4V3 1S TH1S YOU is here i think. unless im crazy. its between terezi and davesprite which shocks me. unless im crazy

then we get the first hussie cameo and the first recap. WHEW! of course i read it all thats probably why i only read 90 pages. spent half an hour reading ONE page

it was informative though. i learned that the exile labs that the exiles find and have the terminals in ARE REMINISCENT OF THE KIDS' TOTEM ITEMS! TO GET IN THE GAME! like wv's is the WINE BOTTLE CORK. from the crater made by rose's meteor. and pm's is THE APPLE!!! FROM JOHN! johns crater had this big tree apparently and there was an apple. and thats what pm's worms are! theyre WORMS IN AN APPLE! and ar's is the frog temple obviously and wq's is the EGGY LOOKING THING! LIKE DAVE'S EGG! or "seppucrow"s egg i thought that was a funny name to call it

i also learned snowman is the black queen which seems obvious if you think for like more than 2 seconds about the whole thing. like obviously. if spades slick is literally jack noir and slick has a kismesis with snowman and noir has a kismesis with bq then like obviously. what was i even thinking

hussie's blogpost story about his horse painting is awesome. i cant read it right now cus im tired and need to get this out but i will sometime later

will i read again soon? thats for me to know. and you to find out. thanks everypony

#me #nutzworth hs reread #last time i said “maybe ill read during spring break” and i so totally didnt #i was paralyzed with over-break homework #which is cruel. but you know. its what happens.#see you later everyone

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