#;;BATTLEGROUND MIND;;

[bizarrescribblez]

IF MARVEL RIVALS WAS AWESOME THEY’D ADD MY TOTALLY AWESOME TELEPATHIC OTTER BOYFRIEND but sigh ig it’ll only happen in my mind 😒💔

ANYWAYS designed a marvel rivals look for my davey :3c very much based on this specific look below hehe + tidbits of s3 cult david <3

[mongeese]

I saw a few people after the FHJY finale talking about how the season failed because of the limitations to d&d mechanics. And that takes on a whole different tone for me after having played d&d because like, it simply isn't true that the only possible conflict resolution d&d offers is killing. Literally the first encounter my party had in a pre-written official WoTC campaign, we were strongly encouraged to barter our way out, not use violence. If you have a good DM, you can get out of most encounters with sentient creatures without killing them. I would argue instead that it is a failure of specifically the dimension 20 format; as much as I adore the battle sets, they do create a necessity to resolve conflicts through violence. Which means in a season like junior year, where the supposed theme was the corruptive nature of rage and how inflicting your will on others through violence is bad, there's an inherent conflict, because there has to be battle scenes which involve the bad kids inflicting their will on others through violence. And who knows, maybe Brennan would have actually had the rat grinders join the bad kids fighting Porter on that battle set if the intrepid heroes had tried that route, but idk. Fig tried really hard to reach Ruben and sure, she went about it in a totally batshit way, but it didn't lead literally anywhere at all. I think Brennan (& the whole cast, to a lesser extent) just fucked up with this one, tbh. Like they just didn't think about the implications of the rat grinders as villains or about how the PCs violent rage toward them would completely undermine any thematic coherency. It was just a bad season conclusion :// but anyway you can do nonviolent conflict resolution in d&d it's like normal. Live your roleplaying dreams

[undead-magnum-opus]

dream vs rosa parks whose winning

He keeps his stare at the anon, snapping his jaw like a turtle multiple times.

-> ´´What's a Rosa Parks?´´

[kagami--uchiha]

۵ — from Obito.

It's not that he wasn't used to it, it is rather that he wasn't expecting it, not in that way at least. Slowly his head turned more into that touch, almost as if he wanted to crawl into it, sink into the loving feeling of affection and drown with a current of warmth that flushed over him. Tender moments like these were the key to something he thought impossible after the last failed attempt of a relationship.

But Obito was different.. in a lot of ways.

A hand that just craved to give the same care as it wanted to receive, a love free from ill thoughts and pure in the way their bodies would connect. A dance of souls in the way it was meant to be, none has to fear backlash or a hand lifting to strike down. Onyx eyes met with those beloved mismatched ones, his own hand reaching up to cup the scarred side of Obitos face.. and despite the way he felt about his own looks, to Kagami he would always look perfect. If there would be wishes he could have, one would be for this moment to last for a while longer, to last and not flee away from between their fingers.

Like exploring something wonderful in these seconds, a world so fresh and new that he barely dared to soil it with his own body, it will alway be on his mind that he doesn't even deserve Obito's love... He never had.. That man in front of him deserved something far better, something unbroken... Someone who can love without the ache of past trauma, things Kagami should fully leave in the past and yet, it held onto his back like a bad omen.. A shadow digging blackened claws deep into his spine.

And yet he was there, always right with him and it was amazing like that. It had his heart leaping with a joy he felt was unmatched. "I love you." Was the faintest whisper from pale lips before he let their foreheads connect. There was no answer needed, because he knew.

And that's what made it so perfect.

[steal-this-idea]

Oh man, I hope that's us too in November...

In France [July 7, 2024], a crowd reacts to election results showing a defeat for the hard-right political party that was expected to win big until the French people voted in greater numbers for leftists and centrists instead. This follows the complete rout suffered by the right-wing Conservative party in Great Britain just three days prior, on July 4th.

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[bills-bible-basics]

Battle of the Mind * Renew Your Mind Graphic 18 #Christian #BibleStudy #Jesus "Battle of the Mind" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse217.html "Guard Your Mind and Heart" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse213.html "Be Sober-Minded" Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse003.html "Don't Faint in Your Minds" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse360.html "Washed and Renewed Mind" Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse071.html "Old Man Versus New Man" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse165.html "Our Spiritual Warfare" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse080.html Article: "The Battle is Not Yours Alone!": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/battle-1.html Article: "The Lord Will Lift You Up": https://www.billkochman.com/Articles/liftup-1.html "Spiritual Growth and Maturity" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse119.html "Flee From Works of Darkness" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse095.html "Worldliness" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse078.html "Wicked Heart" KJV Bible Verse List: https://www.billkochman.com/VerseLists/verse075.html https://www.billkochman.com/Blog/index.php/battle-of-the-mind-renew-your-mind-graphic-18/?Battle%20of%20the%20Mind%20%2A%20Renew%20Your%20Mind%20Graphic%2018

[heatherleesounds]

🔥 Battleground – HeatherLee Sounds | Official Music Video 🎶

[the-weeping-dawn]

Ilztaun's father and his own long term mind flayer research partner: Hey what if we made someone who both was able to use psionics, but also because we might just be trying to get his brain to fuse with a tadpole, kinda just freak out any illithid who might be considering using him as a thrall/potential illithid? What if we did that? Would that be fucked up to do to someone or what?

Also Them: Doesn't that just make it even more tempting to do if we just happened to have a small child who is more than happy to feel included while here?

[maglife17]

The Battleground of the Mind!

“For our sake, he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” 2 Corinthians 5:21 When it comes to sin, the battleground of the mind can be a challenging place to navigate, but remember that you are not alone in this struggle. It is important to remind yourself that you have the strength and power within you to overcome any temptation or negative…

[falesten-iw]

When I first joined Tumblr, I had no idea what I was walking into. There’s no manual for navigating this wild, untamed corner of the internet. My first moment here? I was greeted by an image completely naked, no warning, no explanation. It was just there, bold and unapologetic. That’s when I realized: Tumblr is a place where anything can happen.

But for all its chaos, Tumblr has become something far greater than I ever expected. For us Palestinians, this platform isn’t just a space to scroll through memes or vent about life. It’s a lifeline, a place where we’ve taken the raw, messy energy of this site and turned it into a battleground for survival. Here, we tell our stories, raise funds, and fight for our lives.

I’ve seen campaigns soar past their goals, bringing hope to families barely holding on. But I’ve also seen campaigns like mine, ones that fight tooth and nail for every single dollar, every reblog, every addition, and every ounce of hope. My family’s lives depend on this.

It hasn’t been easy. Zionists flood all Palestinian words with hate, twisting truths and spreading lies. They aim to discredit us, to make people doubt us. It’s exhausting. Some nights, I sit with my phone in my hands, wondering if this fight is too big for me. But then something beautiful happens: a donation comes through, a kind message appears, or someone I’ve never met reblogs my story with words that feel like a warm embrace.

And through it all, people are starting to see the truth. The hate doesn’t drown us; it sharpens our voices. Every day, more people step forward to stand with us, to say, “I see you, I hear you, and I’m with you.” It’s those moments that keep me going.

To everyone who has already helped, whether through verification, donating, wrting post , reblogging, or simply sharing a kind word: thank you. You’ve done more for my family than I could ever put into words. But the reality is, we’re not there yet. My family is still waiting for a chance to breathe, to live without fear, to fill their empty stomachs with warm food, and to wrap themselves in clothes thick enough to keep out the bitter cold. They’re hungry, they’re freezing, and I can’t do this alone.

This fight is hard, but it’s not hopeless. Strangers have become friends, and friends have become family. Some of you have shown up in ways I never imagined, treating my family’s survival as if it were your own. That kind of solidarity? It’s powerful.

Tumblr might be chaotic, unpredictable, and sometimes downright bizarre, but it’s also the place where we’ve built something extraordinary: a community that refuses to look away from injustice. With your help, we can take this fight all the way. My family’s lives are within reach, and together, I know we’ll get there.

This campaign isn’t just about me. It supports 26 people, including two orphaned children and an injured family member suffering from hemiplegia after being hit by shrapnel during a bombing. Surgery is desperately needed to replace the infected and failing plates. The needs are urgent, and the future of 26 lives depends on your support.

The video showing the injured family member is shared before in this post: Link.

Please help us ! Donate and reblog this post to spread our story.

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Listed on the Butterfly Effect Project, number 957: Link

Additionally, Al Jazeera News has documented apart of my family's case: Link

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[raeathnos]

The moldy orange is holding a rally ten minutes from my house today and I’m fucking pissed about it. Gtfo from where I live, this county went blue both elections, we don’t like you here D:<

The only thing that’s funny is that they’re hosting it at a tiny ass fire hall/field, and it’s supposed to be insanely windy today. Get weather’d idiot.

[mikkeneko]

I feel like we keep going round on this topic, and we never get anywhere, because the pro-leaving-concrit camp ultimately boils down to one argument that you can't really fix with logic: "I believe I should be able to punish people who write in ways I don't like."

Abt that unsolicited ‘concrit’ on fanfic thing

My personal opinion is that you should never offer unsolicited critical feedback to people, and you should only offer it publicly at all under specific circumstances. Why?

- Very few people actually know how to give ‘concrit’. They think it just means saying there were surface errors, or they didn’t like how someone was characterized. That’s not concrit. That’s not useful, at all. That’s an amateur review from someone with little to no relevant expertise.

- Especially where it regards fanfiction, you can’t know who you’re speaking to. You can’t moderate tone or intensity of criticism based on their experience and relative skill level. It’s possible that harsh or even moderate critique could make them stop writing forever. Why? What is the point of taking away someone’s joy in that manner? So that the commenter can feel satisfied that they corrected them? That’s cruel and childish.

- Usually fanfiction is published in only one place— maybe three or four, at most. Why should authors be expected to put up with negative criticism in the ONLY place their work is available? Are published authors expected to attach one star Goodreads reviews to their bookjackets?

- If you genuinely wish to help someone improve their writing, you can do so by speaking personally with them and offering your help. The assertion that criticism from a stranger whose opinion they don’t value and whose qualifications are unknown is going to make them better is disingenuous. If someone is sincere in their desire to assist an author in progressing on their writing journey, they should demonstrate that through investing appropriate time and effort. Otherwise, there are many places to complain away from the author’s sight. The only thing accomplished by doing so in front of them is making them feel bad— and if that is someone’s intent, that’s reprehensible.

Anyway. I’ve never gotten useful concrit in my comments or my bookmarks, and I expect I never will.

[cowgirlvi]

Jinx who has sexsomnia…

mdni. needy sub-bottom jinx. fem-top reader. dub con. somno. sexsomnia. short drabble.

jinx masterlist

jinx has always had a vivid imagination. her creative yet chaotic mind is something she’ll never be rid of, so it makes sense when that transfers over into her REM state of sleep.

she used to have night terrors—relentless, haunting things that made sleep feel like a battleground. but since meeting you, she says the nightmares have subsided. as long as you’re sleeping beside her, jinx’s dreams are nothing more than a quiet, endless void—a darkness that, for once, feels safe.

but you have an inkling as to what she really dreams about now. because every night, once she drifts deep enough, her hips begin shifting, moving lazily against your leg. 

it starts off languid, almost imperceptible, but the further her dreams pull her under, her movements grow more insistent, more intense. soft whines escape her chapped lips, her breath hitching as she unconsciously seeks out friction. even in her sleep, she's desperate for something just out of reach, lost in a world of sensation she won't remember in the morning.

you can feel it—the heat of her pussy, the dampness seeping through her thin, pink panties, smearing against your bare thigh. she’s soaked, wet and sticky, sloppy in her haste to make herself come.

her fingers twitch where they rest on the sheets, grasping at nothing, moaning sleepily, “uhh, uhh, mmm.”

you tense your thigh, helping to create more pleasurable friction while jinx humps you like a dumb mutt, and you wonder what she’s dreaming about. is she remembering how you stuffed her needy pussy full of cock earlier that day? how you fingered her in that gross, grimy alleyway the other week, making her cry?

her slutty body is completely debauched while her face is peaceful with sleep, mirroring a fallen angel. the juxtaposition is amusing—funny almost—and so is the way jinx’s pussy always needs your constant attention, even in a state of rest.

she’s teasing you and she doesn’t even know it.

every night she only sleeps in a little pair of panties, her legs and torso bare, pink nipples pebbled due to the bite of chilly air. and right now, all you want is to push her panties to the side, to stuff your nose inside her cunt until her pheromones make you feel drunk, to kitten-lick her little hole while her arousal soaks your chin like honey nectar, to feel her spongy walls cling to your fingers like a corset drawn too tight.

her nose is wiggling like a bunny, pink tongue sticking out between her parted lips. you imagine she’s dreaming of kissing you now, of how you fuck your tongue inside her mouth until she grows dumb, how all she can do is hang onto you for comfort while you ravage her sweet lips.

she’s such a needy little thing, always relying on you to make her grow stupid and mindless.

jinx looks so sexy like this; vulnerable and trusting, unaware of the depraved thoughts running through her own mind. the bed is starting to creak and shake with the strength behind her thrusts and you’re surprised she hasn’t woken up yet.

you know she’s getting close because she’s humping against you sloppy and staccato now. her panties are nothing more than a sopping, squelching mess every time they make contact with your thigh. you can hear the obscene sound clearly in the quiet of your bedroom, the way the soaked fabric clings and sticks to jinx’s swollen pussy lips, only to peel away with a lewd, wet schlick.

her eyebrows are creased and she’s panting with more desperation. your own cunt throbs in sympathy.

”that’s it, baby. let it out, there ya go,” you murmur, brushing her bangs from her eyes. 

and she listens to you—despite her unconscious state—because she comes against your thigh suddenly. her back arches like a drawn bow and her pussy is scalding hot like lava, a fresh flood of arousal gushing out of her tight hole.

her pink tongue lolls out, dripping down her chin with drool as she pants and mewls, drowning in the sensations that consume her dreaming mind. and as quickly as it began, it's over. jinx goes limp, collapsing against the mattress like a puppet with its strings cut. her little chest heaves as she gulps down air, her skin flushed in the darkness.

she settles back into the mattress, one of her thighs still thrown carelessly over your hip, pinning you in place. you don’t mind, finding a perverse sense of comfort in jinx’s claim on you, even in her sleep.

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(2/16/25)

[undead-magnum-opus]

nah, twink

-> ´´Why did you even start calling me that?! What makes you think I am a twink?´´ -> He questions the reasoning on why he is a twink.

[kagami--uchiha]

sender kisses receiver's cheek. (This might have sent twice hahaha)

(It only came in once :D)

It seemed to be one of those weeks, days after days that went on slow especially when everything seemed to go wrong... All at once and without an end in sight.

It was moments like these that made him want to just lay down and wait for those days to finally be over.

Yet the gloom only stayed until he felt soft lips pressing on his cheek, a surge of warmth coming with it as a familiar scent encompassed him. There was nothing he could do against that smile forming on his lips, nothing he even wanted to do about it. Happiness could be a fleeting feeling and so he intended to savour it any moment he could.

A hand reached up, calloused fingers gently resting on Tsunade's cheek as he cupped it like the most precious crystal. She wasn't at all fragile and yet he only ever wanted to touch her in a way that conveyed safety and gentleness.

"Tsuna~." Voice deep but soft as her name left his throat like the sweetest melody he knows. "Almost as if you are able to feel how to make these days better in a second. "

[phoenixrisingastro]

Mars in the Houses: The Blood, the Carnage, the Madness Edition

Mars is the raw, unfiltered essence of war, rage, and primal desire. It is the blood that pumps through your veins when your fists clench and your pulse races. It is the fire in your chest when you’re ready to destroy or be destroyed. Mars doesn’t ask—it takes. It doesn’t negotiate—it conquers. It lives for the thrill of battle, for the taste of blood, for the screams that echo in the aftermath.

But Mars is more than violence—it’s seduction, hunger, and the driving force behind every carnal urge you’ve ever felt. It whispers in your ear to go further, push harder, break the rules, and taste what’s forbidden. It’s the fury that makes you throw the first punch and the lust that makes you pull someone closer, knowing it might ruin you both.

In the houses, Mars shows where your battles rage, where you destroy and rebuild, where you ignite passion or chaos. This is not a placement for the faint of heart. This is blood on your hands, fire in your soul, and war in your bones.

Find your Mars. Face it. And pray it doesn’t destroy you.

Mars in the 1st House

You are war incarnate. Mars in the 1st house doesn’t just give you presence—it gives you a thirst for dominance. You don’t enter rooms, you invade them. You don’t want to be noticed; you demand submission. Every look, every breath, every move you make is a silent declaration of war. People fear you because they know, even if they can’t articulate it, that you are a weapon. Your rage is a beast with no leash, a wildfire that consumes everything in its path, even you. But what makes you truly dangerous is your refusal to stop. Even when you’ve destroyed everything, you’ll fight the ashes themselves because surrender is your ultimate enemy.

Mars in the 2nd House

This is the violence of possession, of obsession so deep it leaves bruises on the soul. Mars in the 2nd house fights not just to protect, but to hoard, to conquer, to claim. What is yours is yours, and anyone foolish enough to challenge that will feel the crushing weight of your retaliation. You don’t just take revenge—you starve your enemies, strip them of everything that makes them human, and leave them crawling in the dirt, begging for scraps. You want them to feel your absence like a knife in their throat. Your violence isn’t loud; it’s precise, merciless, and always lethal.

Mars in the 3rd House

Your words are murder weapons, sharpened and ready for the kill. Mars here doesn’t just argue—it dismembers. Every conversation is a battlefield, every disagreement an opportunity to annihilate. You don’t fight fair; you dig up secrets, weaponize insecurities, and leave your opponents bleeding out from wounds they didn’t see coming. Your mind is a predator, stalking its prey until the perfect moment to strike. You’re not just smart—you’re sadistic, reveling in the psychological carnage you leave behind. But be warned: every word you use to cut others is a blade you’ll eventually turn on yourself.

Mars in the 4th House

Home is your prison, your sanctuary, and your hell. Mars in the 4th house takes the place meant for comfort and turns it into a war zone. You grew up knowing violence—not always physical, but emotional, the kind that leaves scars no one can see. And now, you repeat the cycle, bringing chaos into every intimate space you touch. Love for you is suffocating, a stranglehold that leaves no room for escape. But hate? Hate is a fortress, a cold, impenetrable wall that keeps others out and traps you inside. Your home is a battleground, and you are both the victim and the aggressor.

Mars in the 5th House

Your passion is destruction. Mars in the 5th house takes joy, love, and creativity and twists them into weapons of chaos. You don’t just love—you consume. You don’t just create—you destroy what came before. Relationships with you are intoxicating, addictive, and utterly devastating. People fall for you like moths to a flame, knowing they’ll get burned but unable to resist the pull. Your love is a drug, your rage a plague, and your presence a hurricane that leaves nothing but rubble in its wake.

Mars in the 6th House

Mars in the 6th house is self-destruction disguised as ambition. You grind yourself into dust chasing perfection, wielding discipline like a whip against your own back. But the war doesn’t stop there—you turn your fury outward, lashing out at anyone who dares to disrupt your carefully constructed routines. Co-workers, subordinates, even your own body—they’re all fair game when your rage takes over. You don’t just fight for control—you demand it, and when you can’t achieve it, you dismantle everything, piece by agonizing piece.

Mars in the 7th House

Love is a battlefield, and you are its most ruthless combatant. Mars in the 7th house doesn’t seek harmony—it seeks dominance. Your relationships are power struggles, full of passion, rage, and destruction. You attract lovers who mirror your intensity, partners who thrive on the chaos you create. But this isn’t love—it’s war, and the casualties are high. Arguments become bloodbaths, and reconciliation feels more like a ceasefire than true peace. You leave people scarred, haunted, and forever changed.

Mars in the 8th House

This is the Mars of obsession, of control so absolute it borders on possession. The 8th house is the realm of sex, death, and transformation, and Mars here revels in its shadows. You destroy to rebuild, seduce to dominate, and love to control. You don’t just crave connection—you demand it, pulling people into your orbit and refusing to let them go until they’re completely consumed. But your power is a double-edged sword. The more you destroy others, the more you destroy yourself, leaving you trapped in a cycle of pain, desire, and rebirth.

Mars in the 9th House

Your beliefs are your weapons, and you wield them with a ferocity that terrifies even you. Mars in the 9th house turns conviction into carnage, making you fight for your truth with unrelenting zeal. You don’t just argue your point—you decimate opposition, burning bridges and cities in the name of your ideals. But this righteous fury comes at a cost. The more you fight for what you believe, the more isolated you become, until all that’s left is the scorched earth of a war you can’t stop waging.

Mars in the 10th House

You are ambition made flesh. Mars in the 10th house doesn’t just climb the ladder—it tears it down, piece by piece, until only you remain at the top. Success for you isn’t a goal—it’s a war, and every opponent is just another obstacle to conquer. Your ruthlessness is unparalleled, your drive unstoppable. But your rise to power is littered with casualties—friends, family, even your own integrity. And when you fall, as all warriors do, you’ll rise again, more dangerous and determined than ever before.

Mars in the 11th House

Even friendship isn’t safe from your wrath. Mars in the 11th house turns social circles into battlegrounds, where alliances are forged and broken with brutal efficiency. You don’t just belong to a group—you dominate it, using intimidation and manipulation to maintain control. But when conflict arises, your fury is swift and devastating. Reputations are destroyed, relationships dismantled, and chaos reigns. People fear you, admire you, and ultimately, never forget you.

Mars in the 12th House

Mars here is a ticking time bomb, hidden in the shadows of your subconscious. Your battles are internal, fought in the dark corners of your mind where no one else can see. But when the bomb goes off, the destruction is catastrophic. Your rage is unpredictable, a force that lashes out at the world even as it tears you apart. This placement makes you a master of hidden warfare, striking from the shadows with a precision that leaves no survivors. But your greatest enemy isn’t out there—it’s within you, waiting for the moment you let your guard down.

This isn’t just a post—it’s a mirror. Look into it and see the war inside you. Feel it. Fear it. And when you’re ready to face it, you know where to find me.

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