#Lee Moates

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Lee Moates and Tonita Malau show their winning dance style during a Lindy contest on the block-long floor of Harlem's Savoy Ballroom on April 24, 1953.

Photo: Hans Von Nolde for the Associated Press via the Deseret News

[weirdrtvscomments]

in case anyone is struggling with deciding who they want to vote for in the RTVStan/RTVS Nation/RTVSia/RTVS Topia/RTVS Topia-Ville presidential election, i have compiled a list:

Log

Representing the Ethernet Party: “A people with 5 ping to the main server is a people that prospers.”

Will change the name to RTVS Nation

Comic books are a part of the platform

Everybody gets a free moat

Eyes that are twice as big for everyone that wants them

Offload cost to Wifi users

Working on a battery charged snack

Hypnotist is a protected class

Robloxia war veteran

Defenses are proven

Will take your ants and import more

Endorsed by: Soulja Boy, Ken Masters, Stitch 

Signature move when President: Snake Trick (no weaknesses)

Punishment for other candidates: Follow him out & about like an RPG party

Mike

Representing the Sweets & Treats Party: “I was just outside eating a sandwich.”

Orange creamsicles will be available in every store

Free Steam Deck for every American citizen

Will lower tariffs and imports on all types of sweets and treats from Canada, while raising tariffs on everything else

Most important snack is Wasabi Peas

Not very good against zoners

Why are ants so bad?

Endorsed by: 2 (anonymous), Trap Snax

Signature gimmick when President: Whenever he eats a yummy piece of candy he gets an install, which gets its own theme

Special move when President: A cool punch like Marissa from Street Fighter 6

Punishment for other candidates: Have to reach into a bin of Bean Boozled that's 90% gross ones and eat it in public in front of cameras and the press. After, push into the alligator moat. Also, Mira’s idea

Mira

Representing the Drinks & Eats party: “I was rooting around in a dumpster out back.”

Will change the name to RTVSia

One of every food and drink, free of charge

Will develop a chemical compound called “Ketracel White,” will genetically engineer ants to be dependent on it 

Endorsed by: IceFrog, Yoshi, Yoshi (from Mario), baby Yoshi (might be one and the same), Chun Lee

Signature move(s) when President: Level up system (up to 3), if she gets knocked down she loses a charge of it, gets it when she does some power up move (or something), negative edge inputs (landmine, fireball, that one thing Bison does in Street Fighter 5), install where she gets a command grab, 8-way air dash, guard impact, levels reset between rounds, invincible super (can do it on wakeup)

Punishment for other candidates: Detractors rounded up and taken into woods where they are given a knife, camera, and laptop to make a Youtube channel of them living in the woods (Ethernet in the trees)

Trog

Representing the People’s Choice Freedom Integrity Liberty Justice Prosperity Sovereign Citizen’s Ethical Governance Democratic Renewal Global Sustainability Citizens for Unity (may be part of the Lego Star Wars Party): “We’re all part of God’s nation in my eyes.”

All breakfast restaurants have to be open for lunch & dinner in addition to breakfast

THEY HAVE TO GIVE YOU A LARGE WATER WHEN YOU ASK FOR IT

Desegregate PornHub and GayTube

Everybody gets a free castle

Immediately cease all snack exports 

Will start war with Canada

Will mail a bomb if you want him to

Will double your ants and give them to the next guy OR will turn them all into 1 big ant

New category on PornHub for ants

Will build death robots and a spaceship

Will be inventing gorgons, griffins, vampires, Frankenstiens, zombies, mummies, insects, gorgon ants (small)

Endorsed by: The Sims, Captain Video, Half Life 2: Lost Coast (demo), Tobuscus

Super move when President: 1 Sphinx on every tile surrounding, +1 food, +1 culture (if next to a river, +2 food, +2 culture instead)

Theme song: Steppin’ Out by Joe Jackson

Punishment for other candidates: All other candidates have to do an embarrassing pose and gaze into Medusa’s eyes, which will turn them into stone. The statues will be put in front of the White House, where during a nation-wide celebration they will be knocked down with a wrecking ball/individually destroyed with dirty bombs

Wayneradiotv/Wayne John 

Representing the California Milk Processors Board: “Enjoy DOGh.”

Every gallon of milk will have $2,000 in it

Free PornHub premium

Any dairy product you want whenever you want it

Will attract more ants

Will rename it to Milk Nation

Pig milk Iron Fist

Endorsed by: Britney Spears, Beyonce, Rhianna, Serena Williams, Venus Williams, Shaquille O’Neal, Harrison Ford (all branded with Permanent Milk Mustache & committed their eternal lives), Batman, Mario, Spongebob

Signature move when President: Cow army that walks on their hind legs and shoot milk as projectiles

Punishment for other candidates: Mulched into feed for his cows

Things you need to rememer for the ONLY ELECTION THAT MATTERS!!!!

[viperrot]

⇁slasher season | leon kennedy | intro

re4 remake ghostface!leon s. kennedy x fem!reader NSFW 18+

MINORS DNI: BEWARE OF THE CONTENT YOU CONSUME.

you've always been in love with horror media growing up, especially slasher films. your boyfriend suggests to indulge in your dark fantasies after learning about your liking towards the classic ghostface.

series content warnings: porn with little plot, cnc/dubcon, depictions of chase, stalking, knifeplay, size difference, and possibly more to be added

content contains: GRAPHIC DESCRIPTION OF MURDER (ghostface in the movie doing ghostface things), oral (f!receiving), reader has fem!anatomy and uses fem!pronouns, size difference (leon is supposedly taller and beefier than reader), use of petnames (bunny, bug), no p in v, leon eats pussy like a champ!, praise and degradation

not proofread i am eepy

3719 words

song rec: "porno witch" by devil's witches (PLEASE LISTEN I LOVE THIS SONG UHHUGGHHU)

the introduction to my new self-indulgent collection of ghostface leon! no ghostface!leon here, but in the next one? ohohoho… be prepared, little doves.

enjoy below the cut~

Swaddled up in a soft blanket dyed to look like the Mystery Machine from Scooby-Doo, you patiently waited for your boyfriend to arrive home from work. You sat on the floor below your couch, surrounded by pillows you had taken from your bedroom in effort to get comfortable.

Tonight was movie night, and it was your week to pick the movie. With the summer season in full swing, you had finally decided it was “Slasher Season”—a time of the year you made up when you were in high school as an excuse to watch shitty horror films on your mom’s VHS player. Slasher Season, for you, was from July and all the way into Christmas—the typical settings of many slasher films. From summer camp scenarios, halloween killing sprees, and organs for Christmas presents, you thought it was a proper time period to call the Slasher Season.

As you scrolled through your phone, mindlessly looking through cringe social media, a ping! sound vibrates the small device. Your put your attention on the notification banner at the top of the screen, smiling softly when you see a message from your sweetheart.

Lee💕» Almost there. Make me some hot chocolate?

At the mentioning of the sweet treat, you checked the electric kettle that was resting on the kitchen counter and squinted at it.

« Too farrrr you do it urself!!

You respond, feeling lazy.

Lee💕» You’re goofy. See you soon, bug

Your heart raced knowing Leon was only a few blocks away at this point. He often walks place-to-place to make up for his lack of gym consistency as a result of college taking up most of his time, and his dorm isn’t very far from your apartment. As you waited for Leon, you got up from your comfortable spot on the floor to turn on the kettle before searching for the remote to the TV, finding it wedged between the couch cushions.

Sitting back down in your pillow moat, you quickly search for one of your favourite slashers on a random streaming service—Scream, 1996. The infamous Ghostface mask stared back at you as you clicked around for the “play” button, starting the movie and immediately pausing it to continue when your lover arrives.

The door to your quaint apartment clicks, the sound of a door knob rattling catching your attention. It pushes open to reveal Leon, sporting a black t-shirt and some blue jeans. He crouches down to slip off his beat-up Converse, tucking them against the wall before fully entering the house and closing the door behind him. He pushes his hair back as he looks at you with a boyish grin, a faint blush dusting the bridge of his nose as his pupils widen at the sight of you.

“Hey, bug,” Leon beams. He takes a look at the kitchen and notices the electric kettle boiling on the counter.

“Hi, Lee,” you chuckle softly. “I thought you changed at your dorm?” you motioned towards his jeans from your spot on the floor. His attention turns down to his attire.

“Figured I could shower and then just wear the sweats I keep here. Plus, I didn’t want to walk in pants like that,” Leon shrugs, walking towards the short hallway that led to your bedroom. You hum and go back to your phone while your blondie changes out of his tight jeans. The six-foot tall hunk walked into the living room and nudged you with his sock-clad foot, asking you to scoot forward. You did so, allowing him to squeeze behind you and set you into his lap.

"Was it busy today?" you peer up at him, your eyes unable to focus on his chin and his eyes at the same time. You felt Leon's right arm leave your waist to pick up the remote on the coffee table, pressing the "play" button to begin the movie. He tugs up the Scooby-Doo themed blanket to cover the both of you before answering your question.

"Like always. Luckily, no one pushed me into the pool today," Leon chuckled. He works as a swim instructor during the summer for little kids at the local pool, and the children would often play with him and push him into the body of water. The image of a dozen little ones running around him like vultures made you giggle.

"That's kinda lame," you joke. Leon squeezes your side gently, taking a nibble at the shell of your ear as a silent jab at your comment.

"Do you want hot chocolate, bug?" Leon asks lowly. You shake your head as a no, focusing your attention to the movie.

Drew Barrymore as Casey Becker picked up the white landline phone, responding to the fake voice speaking to her with a cheeky grin on her face. You felt your thighs squeeze at the sound of Ghostface on the other end of the line, silently wishing you were Casey Becker. If Leon noticed, he made no effort to say anything. As the scene plays out, you feel your lover's chest hum softly.

"What is this...?" he questions quietly. Your eyebrows knit together at this.

"You don't know what we're watching...?!" you gape up at him, your head looking over your shoulder. He gives you a look of pure confusion.

"Not really, no. Am I supposed to know?" Leon laughs nervously, a brow quirked up.

"If you're dating me, yes! Yes, you're supposed to know!" You yelp out, distraught by your lover's confession. He flashes a stupid smile, seemingly unbothered by your behaviour, his lightly calloused fingers tickling beneath the baggy jumper you wore that totally wasn't his to tease at the skin of your waist.

"Then why don't you help me out and tell me what in the world we're watching, bunny?" Leon circles his thumb just above your v-line, rubbing softly as he nuzzles his chin onto your shoulder.

"It's only like... one of the best slasher films of all time," you mumble under your breath. "Scream by Wes Craven from 1996."

"Mmm... not ringing a bell, bunny," Leon begins to press kisses into the crook of your neck as his eyes focus on the screen in front of you two, confused as to why the platinum blonde chick is losing her mind while running around with the phone in her hands.

Casey Becker screams at the sight of her meathead boyfriend strapped to a chair in front of her family’s pool, guts hanging out of his stomach from a large slit that ran across it. Leon cringed slightly at the sight, not expecting to watch a horror movie tonight.

"What is this..." he squints, still confused.

"Just keep watching," you sigh, childishly upset that Leon didn't know what this movie was.

The scene continued, Casey Becker running around and out of her house with a knife from her burning kitchen. Eventually, she's found by the wicked killer of the movie. He chases her with his blade, digging it into her neck as she cries to her poor parents over the phone. The blood gurgled in her throat as she cried, crawling in the yard of her lavish and isolated home, leaving a trail of her blood in her wake.

As Ghostface brandished his modified hunting knife, you shivered with a sick excitement, unknowing of the sparkle in your eyes as the scene unfolded.

But Leon knew.

As you squirmed in his lap, he grew curious, his lips no longer kissing against your neck. He knew what the two of you were watching now—he had dressed up as that murderous fool for Halloween in his senior year of high school as a joke with some old friends. Leon hadn’t any idea who Ghostface was. He simply knew him because of his friend group that dressed up as other slasher antagonists.

He remembers the compliments he’s get when trick-or-treating with his friends—the girls that’d flirt with him and ask him for a game of cat and mouse with batted eyelashes. Leon feels warm at the memory of spending time with his old group and denying girls a playful chase, but he quickly brushes them away when he feels you grind into his lap a little harder than the other times.

“What’s got you so twitchy, bunny?” Leon whispers into your ear, thumbing at the waistband of your pajama shorts. You jolt at the sensation, a blush running up to your ears.

“Nothing?” You respond, hoping he wouldn't realize the true reason as to why you're so fidgety tonight. The sight of Billy Loomis and Stu Macher made you want to jump with joy, unconsciously biting your bottom lip as they teased their respective girlfriends. Leon hummed, mimicking the kisses Billy would give Sidney in the scene, his lips grazing the lines of your neck.

"I think you're lying to me, bug," Leon chuckles lowly, his lips curling up into a grin against your neck. "I have a serious question for you."

You perk up at this, your full attention in your lover's hands. You can no longer focus on the slasher film playing on the TV as Leon turns you in his lap to face him, his nose grazing against your own as he tilts his head down to look into your eyes.

"Do you get, uh...?" Leon hesitates, his lip twitching as his eyes dart around in search of what to say.

"Do serial killers turn you on?"

Blink.

Blink, blink.

"HAH- why would you think that, Lee?!" you laugh nervously, your heart drumming against your ribcage. The blonde man smirked at the flustered sight of you, knowing good and well you were lying through your teeth.

"Well, you keep squeezing your thighs together, first of all," he notes. "And then you keep squirming around like a caterpillar getting ready to cocoon," his hands tickle your waist, trailing up and up, closer to your chest.

"That doesn't mean anything, Lee. I-I'm just feeling the affects of a thrilling film!" you try to dodge his speculations, eyes averting from his own. Leon presses a soft kiss on the corner of your lips before you felt his right hand trail away from your torso, cupping the heat between your legs.

"If it doesn't mean anything," he leans in, whispering into you ear.

"Why are you soaking through your shorts?"

You shiver when you feel Leon's breath tickle your ear, unknowingly grinding your clothed slit onto the palm of his hand. He chuckles lowly, pulling away from your heat. Your blush worsens, and you whine softly when the contact is lost.

"Be honest with me, bunny. Do you like the idea of being chased? Maybe even... having a little fun with a knife?" Leon coos, bringing his hand back to your waist. You shyly nod, shoving your face into his neck to avoid his soft gaze. His laugh rumbles low in his chest as he holds you close, caressing your skin gently.

“Don’t be embarrassed—It’s kind of cute, really,” Leon assures you. “But I have another question.”

You press your chest against his, and you feel him hug you a little tighter. You hum softly, urging your lover to continue.

“Do you want to try something more… slasher-like?” He asks curiously, and you grow a little confused.

“What do you mean, Lee? Like… do you mean you want to watch more movies, or in be-“

“In bed. Or maybe even out of bed,” Leon smirks. You pull away from the crook of his neck, interested in the proposition.

“Out of bed? How would that work?” You slightly pucker your lips with confusion. Leon traces your bottom lip with his thumb, tugging at it gently as his blue eyes traced the features of your face.

“However you want, bunny. I can send you creepy messages on a cheap burner phone, make you wonder if I’m stalking you every moment of the day, and maybe even, hmm… Get a Ghostface costume…?” Your eyes widen with surprise at his suggestions, and by the look in his eyes, he’s completely serious. You stifle a nervous laugh, unsure of how to even respond.

“Y-y’know, I thought you were a ‘missionary only’ kinda guy,” you half-joked.

It was mostly true, really. The times you’ve had sex with Leon, he was mostly very sweet—he’s just a big tease. He always wanted to look you in the eyes, whisper sweet praises to you as he rolls his hips into yours. You never bothered to ask him for rougher activities, not wanting to come off as weird to your boyfriend of almost a year, so his suggestion of chasing and stalking you was a shocker.

“M’only a ‘missionary only’ guy because I didn’t think you’d be such a lewd and depraved girl,” Leon confesses, smirking down at you. “But now… I know what you really like,” his hand reaches down to the curve of your ass, pinching the plush flesh teasingly between his fingers.

“I-I’m not lewd,” you stammer out, your arousal dripping from your tongue. Leon takes in the sight of you—flushed and small in his lap, your body betraying your words as you began to grind onto the apparent bulge in his sweatpants.

“Stage one is denial, bug~” gently, he pushes you down to the floor, the movie and Mystery Machine blanket that covered you two long forgotten. You make no protest when he begins to tug off your pajama shorts, revealing the cotton panties beneath. Leon’s breath grazes over the white fabric, tickling your most sensitive areas as he smiles up at you from his spot between your thighs.

“So, what do you say, bunny? Do you want to play a game with me?” Leon chuckles darkly, his teeth pulling at gusset of your panties to pull them off. When they’re halfway down your thighs, he ducks to wedge himself in front of it before lowering himself to the slick between your legs, his plump lips immediately getting to work.

His tongue runs up from the bottom of your pussy and up to your sensitive little clit, teasing at the bundle of nerves with a few flicks of his tongue. Leon skims his giant hands over your thighs before squeezing them closer to his head, burying himself into your wet cunt like a man starved.

You moan out his name as you thread your fingers through his soft blonde hair, throwing your head back into the carpet as you feel his warm tongue bully itself into your wet hole.

“Tastes so good, bunny,” Leon groans, the vibrations of his voice against your cunt making your stomach churn. “All f’me, too—god,” he smiles before fucking his tongue back inside, relishing in the way your thighs hugged his head tight.

“L-Leon—“

“That’s right, bunny… Keep moaning like the depraved little slut you are,” your lover chuckled, the devilish tone dripping from his tongue. Leon began to focus on your clit as one of his hands left your thighs, teasing the entrance of your pussy with soft pokes and prods.

“Who would’ve known such a sweet girl like you could be so dirty~” Leon mumbles as he sucks at your sensitive little nub. “You like it when I call you slut, huh? You’re squeezing my head like I’m trying to kill you or somethin’, bunny.”

“Why don’t you beg for my fingers, hm? Let’s hear it, bunny~” the blue-eyed boy pulls himself away from your twitchy little hole, smirking at the sight of how fucked-out you looked despite him barely doing anything. His head presses against your thigh as he forces them apart, placing soft nibbles onto the plump flesh as he awaits your response.

“P-please, Lee…” you pant out, hands reaching out for him desperately as your hips bucked up. Leon remains in his current position, worrying bruises into your inner thigh as if nothing was happening.

“L-Leon, please… need you—“ your voice is shaky as you continue to beg, and that seems to do the trick as you watch your lover return to his spot buried between your legs.

“Perfect…” He smiles, his lips a breath away from your aching cunt. “My perfect little bunny, hm~? Let’s give you want you want now, slut~”

Without warning, Leon thrusts his thick fingers into your slick little hole, scissoring your entrance open as he sucks harshly on your clit. You cry as you feel his teeth graze against the little bud, eyes rolling back as his fingers pump a hair upwards to graze against that special little spot inside of you.

“L-Lee—!” You moan, breath hitching in your throat as you tugged at his hair. Leon makes no plans to stop, continuing his attack onto the most sensitive spots of your body as you squirm and squeeze beneath him. Every time your thighs clenched around him, he couldn’t help but chuckle with delight, relishing in every sensation you gave him.

“Feels so good, isn’t that right, bunny?” Leon coos, smiling coyly at the sight of your arched back and drool-covered lips. “Y’look so pretty like this, bug… Love eating you out.”

Leon digs his fingers deeper inside of you as he goes back to stimulating your clit, his tongue dragging letters onto your slick pussy with expertise. Your hips rock up onto his mouth, your jumper riding up your stomach as you squirmed. Your lover could feel your cunt squeeze with each thrust of his calloused digits.

“Y’gunna cum for me, bunny?” he hums. “Go on. Cum for me, slut. This might be the last time I let you feel this good,” Leon growls.

At his order, you release, your juices making a mess of your lover’s face as your hips twitch forward. Leon sighs with delight, lapping up every drop you give him as if he was never going to have another meal for the rest of his life. Groaning at the taste of you, he pays no attention to the way you lay boneless beneath him.

“Such a good girl for me, bunny~” he moans onto your pussy, obsessed with the flavour of you as his tongue drags itself in and out of your slick hole. Your shivered, trying to push him away from your overstimulated intimates as your eyes rolled back. He doesn’t budge, continuing to fuck you with his greedy tongue.

“Tastes so fuckin’ good… all f’me… all mine~” Leon mumbles between every lick, pussydrunk and loopy. He finally pulls away, your slick making a mess of his jaw and lips. His blue eyes stare down at you with a slight worry.

“You okay, bug?” He whispers, bringing a hand up to caress your cheek. You nod softly, lost for words as a result of your recent orgasm. Leon chuckles at your current state.

“So cute… Let’s get you a bath, n’then we can keep watching Scream in the bedroom, okay?” Leon helps you up to your feet before carrying you bridal-style immediately after. You make no argument, allowing the man to walk you over to the bathroom down the hall.

Apparently, watching Scream and making you scream are two different things, but Leon didn’t really care.

uh. my first public smut i’ve ever written? hope u enjoyed the intro i guess bc this is one of the few times i’m gunna make leon be nice to u in this little collection :,]

comment if you want to be in the taglist, perhaps?

[lastweeksshirttonight]

hello! ngl john looked really cute in daily show era so i want to start watching daily show era but where should one start. as there is a lot of episodes

Oh my god how did I miss this ask, I'm so sorry 💖

Okay SO. A few things are coming to mind:

- John's first episode of TDS was the July 31, 2006, and his last full episode was December 19, 2013. He isn't in every episode between those dates, but if you don't mind watching 7 years of 22-minute television episodes, you could just start there and blast through it. (General rule of thumb - if John is in a segment once during a given week, he's unlikely to appear again that week, unless he is doing a running segment like his gun control piece.)

- It is imperative that you watch these two segments: Moats and Britain's Fallen Soldiers. (-sets the "Lee Has Not Mentioned Britain's Fallen Soldiers In X Days" counter back to 0)

- @bringthesauerkraut runs the Late Night Archive, and has been reposting multiple classic clips from The Daily Show across all eras. There's a John Oliver tag, and while the Archive is in progress, there is a large amount of material there!

- John hosted The Daily Show from June 10th, 2013 through August 15, 2013. This hosting gig was what got him the Last Week Tonight job and is absolute gold. If you watch nothing else, watch these episodes.

[curryalley]

Last night I dreamed that I either I was on Game Changer or I was playing an elaborate game inspired by Game Changer.

I was seated at a large table, decorated with small painted circles in a variety of colors. Around the edge of the table was a moat. The water was moving clockwise around the table. And in the moat were yellow plastic ducks. Sitting across from and looking at the tables and the circles and the moat and the ducks, was acclaimed dungeon master Brennan Lee Mulligan.

I knew to play the game you had to get the ducks out of the moat and onto their circles on the table. But which ducks? And onto which circles? Did the color of the circles where the ducks were placed matter? Did some colors give more points? And how did you get the ducks out of the moat anyway?

I looked at Brennan Lee Mulligan. "Do you know to win? Can you tell me the rules?"

Brennan Lee Mulligan looked at me, nothing but kindness in face. "Because of who I am," he said, "people always think I can be the one to explain things to them. But sometimes I'm on my own time. I can't do the work for you. You have to try yourself."

And then I woke up.

[minkkumaz]

SLEEPING UNDER THE SUN

it was the groups day off, meaning there was free range to do anything you guys pleased. when a beach day was recommended, it was happily agreed upon, therefore everyone prepared! when you and yungyu play too hard, you both sit down to relax; unknowing that sleep was creeping on the two of you.

PAIRING lee yungyu x fem!reader WC 2.1k TAGS best friends to lover trope. fluff. minor swearing. beach hangout. reader and gyu tease eachother like a lot. vague description of body. OMI NOTE this imagine has been something i've been dying to write because not only am i madly in love with yungyu, this is literally the scenario i've been dreaming about adhjb he is so precious. this isn't really a blurb but it's definitely not a super long thought out idea so it's not proofread. enjoy the sillies.

the melodic sound of waves washing upon the shore filled your ears. sand beneath your feet was hot, making you speed up slightly as you followed behind the group. everything took you by surprise, the calming atmosphere you weren’t used to, that was about to be completely ruined by the pandemonium of your friends.

at this point, you were unable to get a single word in before minho was running after seungheon and kyungmin was accidentally dropping items one by one while walking to the spot jaeyun chose. haemin followed closely behind, making sure to pick up everything the clumsy boy let fall. you could practically hear him rolling his eyes while kyung walked unknowingly.

all of their excitement was prominent, as it was their weekend off in awhile. it made your lips perk up into a smile, seeing them get to be kids again. however you weren’t one to talk, having been extremely busy as well.

the closer you got, the more you felt the salty breeze blowing through your hair. it covered up the summer heat seamlessly. setting your beach bag and cooler down on the towel that was set up, letting out a long sigh of relief after holding the heavy items.

“y/n ah are you excited?!” yungyu jumped up and down happily.

“i think i might die because i am very excited. i’ve been wanting to come to the beach forever!” you grin, giving off the same energy.

“okay because we better swim out as far as possible into the ocean before yoonsung ropes us into a sand castle competition.” he puts his hand over his eyes to block out sunlight, looking for his hyung that seemed to of disappeared.

“hey, what’s wrong with building sand castles? they’re fun!”

“um because he takes it way too seriously! if there aren’t moats and sand - people in his castle he starts whining like a baby.” 

“good point. let’s go!” you grab his hand quickly and start booking it down the shore, oblivious to the bright shade of maroon that tinted yungyu’s cheeks. it was way too early to get sunburnt, so he couldn’t hide his blush.

“come back soon, we’re gonna prep the net for beach volleyball!” kyungmin says, making the both of you nod in return.

small puffs of sand kicked behind you while you ran, soon replaced by splashes of water. the ocean water was warm, rising from your knees to your chest the farther you went in.

once you were at a comfortable level where the currents were calm and the sun shone brightly above, you let yourself relax. small strands of seaweed swam under the water, tickling your legs

“this is the greatest ever.” you float around calmly.

“somehow i can hear the random passerbys shrieking about myungho’s abs from here.” 

“jealous cause his abs are better than yours?” you wiggle your eyebrows.

“what’s that supposed to mean?!” he furrows his eyebrows.

“hehe i’m just kidding gyu, i like your abs.” you pause for a second, “wait– not in that way! i’m just saying they’re perfectly acceptable!”

“whhh–” 

“um, anyways! do you think seungheon is going to come out with us anytime soon?” you question, looking back at the black haired boy.

“he’s probably being hassled by minho to put on sunscreen so i doubt he saw us come out.” yungyu shook his head still flustered, swimming to get closer next to you.

“speaking of sunscreen, you might need some. you look really red, gyu!” you frown.

“psh– what are you talking about i am totally not red, you’re seeing things.” he splashed some water in your direction to distract you.

“what was that for?!” you splash back, “keep this water on your side of the ocean.”

“bro there is water everywhere.”

“you know what i mean you idiot.”

“oh really? so if i got some of my water on you what would happen hmm?” he teased, scooping some water in his hand to throw at your face. while you failed to shield yourself, some of it got in your mouth.

“yungyu!” you cough, going after him as he started swimming to shore. “i’m a faster swimmer than you are!” he yelled behind him.

you tailed behind yungyu, letting the waves carry you faster towards him and the shore, immediately chasing him as soon as you were free from the ocean. 

“yungyu you loser, get your ass back over here!” you shout.

“get away!”

catching up quickly, you tackle him down into the sand. you sat on top of him, playfully rubbing sand in his hair while he screams for help. 

too caught up in the moment, you didn’t account how your position atop yungyu was oddly romantic; halfway through, you were teasing him out of embarassment rather than actual anger. you heard a voice call out to you, interrupting your innocent giggles.

“y/n! yungyu! you both have to stop making a scene oh my god..” jaeyun waves both of you back.

looking back at the boy beneath you, he’s wearing a sheepish smile. he was panting exhaustedly, letting his arms flop to his sides in defeat. the both of you shared a similar shy expression, now aware of the position you were in.

“ah– i’m sorry gyu i didn’t mean to get carried away..” you swing your leg back over his body and pull him up from the floor.

“no no no it’s okay! we were just teasing eachother it’s fine. giving in so easily?” he jokes, dipping his hand in a wave that washed up and running it through his hair in an attempt to get some sand out.

“never. you look silly with all those speckles in your hair, i’d say it was deserved.” 

“whatever you say. let’s go see what hyung is up to.” he beams, switching in demeanor.

both of you get up from your spot on the sand and walk up to where everyone was hanging out. there were folding chairs set up alongside two umbrellas that were big enough to keep everyone in the shade. 

everyone chat amongst themselves while minho chopped up fruit to share with the group. you sat next to yungyu on a towel and shared watermelon from a little tupperware.

“looks like you guys were having fun.” haemin commented in between bites.

“something of the sorts.” you respond, reaching over to grab another piece of the refreshing snack.

“hey! haemin she’s just mad that she swallowed a little bit of water.” yungyu tells him.

“sixty - six percent of the water in my body is now half salt water, thanks.” you roll your eyes.

“you two argue like a couple.” haemin mentions, before getting up to put his empty container back in the cooler.

like a couple? the though itself made butterflies dance around in your stomach; you quickly darted your gaze away from yungyu, too nervous to look and him and try not to imagine what it would be like to actually be together.

today was slightly off for you, having been made self aware of just how close you and him have been throughout the day. and to add onto it, the day had just begun.

some time passed before everyone grouped up to play some beach volleyball. it wasn’t a group hangout if they weren’t playing on some kind of bet. according to jaeyun, losing team would have to pitch in together to buy ice cream at the end of the day.

this was extremely in character, and you were not planning on losing against them. after the teams were separated, everyone played for awhile.

the game got quite intense, some casual shit talking between both groups. yungyu and jaeyun had that disgusted look on their faces whenever they were met with eachother, only separated by the measly net. this sight made you laugh, taking a mental photo.

after awhile, the scores were practically tied. in the middle of this, everyone decided to take a thirty minute break to re - energize with lunch that was packed earlier in the morning. it was an under statement to say that you were exhausted.

yungyu laid out on a towel that was sheltered by the umbrellas, mindlessly scrolling through his phone. you followed right behind him, letting yourself lay your head on his chest. he was your best friend, and these types of contact were normal in your friendship, however part of you swore you heard his heartbeat quicken.

“are you tired already?” he mumbled above you.

“a little. myungho’s hits are not to fuck with, remind me not to get in a fight with him like.. ever.”

“y/n, anyone here could fold you.”

“i’m too sleepy to fight back with you.” you sigh, letting your eyes close.

“i better not catch you falling asleep, stupid.” he complains sarcastically, while you let out a small ‘mhm’ in response.

at that point, he decides to let you be for a little while. you were the sleepiest person he’s ever known, having the ability to pass out anywhere and everywhere. the rest knew this, and most of the time paying no mind to it.

however, only a few minutes passed before your breathing measured to a steady pace, your face relaxed, and you didn’t feel your damp bathing suit clinging to your body anymore. yungyu glanced down a little and noticed this, poking at your cheek.

he stared at you, letting a smile play on his lips. it was easier to admire you when you weren’t going back and forth teasing eachother. maybe haemin was right, anyone who didn’t look twice would think there was some kind of romantic relationship between the two of you.

and just like you, that was something he hoped for. he just didn’t exactly knew how you felt yet. blissfully unaware, gyu wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer to him, planting a soft kiss on your forehead. his hand lay in the dip of your waist, fingers slightly ghosting over your elbow as you hugged yourself.

“god i wish you knew how i felt about you.” he said, the only words that left his lips before he let his eyes shut, sleep overtaking him as well.

the feeling of skin against yours became more noticeable as you came out of your sleep spell. feeling groggy, your eyes blink open slowly, immediately being met with the boy you were laying on.

“gyu?!” you shot up, looking around you to see the rest of the boys off playing by the shore, then looking back at him.

“good morning to you too.” yungyu yawned.

“did i seriously fall asleep on you? how long was i out?”

“we weren’t asleep for that long, don’t worry. probably fourty - five minutes at most. “ he checked his phone, confirming his suspicions. 

“shit, everyone is probably waiting for us to start the game.” you groan, rubbing your eyes.

“hey, it’s our day to relax. they probably don’t care and it’s only four thirty.” he mutters, using his arm still snaked around your waist to pull you closer to him.

“ah– when did you get so bold?” you squeak out.

“when i saw how cute you looked cuddled up against me.” he confesses casually.

“what.”

“what?”

“dude you can’t just say that! oh my god my heart..” you cover your face with your hands, embarrassed.

“scared you’re gonna fall in love with me?” he makes a gap between your middle and pointer finger to see your eye.

“i can’t be very scared for something that already happened.” you stutter.

“what.”

“what?”

“okay now you’re doing it! what the hell?!” he whines, removing your hands from your face.

“you started it first you idiot.” you pout, furrowing your eyebrows slightly.

“i’m just trying to get my point across! i was attempting to be suave with it.” he bites down on his bottom lip.

“and what exactly is your point?” 

“that i like you, and best friends don’t exactly do the things that we do.” his voice gets quiet, the atmosphere suddenly feeling heavy.

“yungyu..”

“i’m not trying to ruin our relationship or anything but–” 

“i like you too, yungyu.” you interrupted him.

“i think everyone kinda sorta knew that.” seungheon appeared behind both of you guys, followed by minho. 

the two of you jumped, looking in their direction. they both started laughing at both of your blushing faces. 

“way to interrupt a moment little bro.” yungyu stated before chucking a seashell in his direction.

“you’re growing up too fast you guys, you better not be kissing all the time from now on!” minho lectures.

“oh? like this?” you grab yungyu’s face, leaving a kiss on his lips to poke fun at minho.

yungyu’s eyes go wide, shocked at the sudden contact between the two of you. his fingers move over his lips, still feeling yours ghosting over them.

“gross, not in front of us!” seungheon pleaded, minho covering his eyes in disgust. both of them walked away teasingly, leaving you and gyu alone.

“boyfriend has a nice ring to it, yeah?” you think.

“better than best friend.”

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[absenceisaformofwinter]

Si eres una mujer fuerte

protégete de las alimañas que querrán

almorzar tu corazón.

Ellas usan todos los disfraces de los carnavales de la tierra:

se visten como culpas, como oportunidades, como precios que hay que pagar.

Te hurgan el alma; meten el barreno de sus miradas o sus llantos

hasta lo más profundo del magma de tu esencia

no para alumbrarse con tu fuego

sino para apagar la pasión

la erudición de tus fantasías.

Si eres una mujer fuerte

tienes que saber que el aire que te nutre

acarrea también parásitos, moscardones,

menudos insectos que buscarán alojarse en tu sangre

y nutrirse de cuanto es sólido y grande en ti.

No pierdas la compasión, pero témele a cuanto conduzca

a negarte la palabra, a esconder quién eres,

lo que te obligue a ablandarte

y te prometa un reino terrestre a cambio

de la sonrisa complaciente.

Si eres una mujer fuerte

prepárate para la batalla:

aprende a estar sola

a dormir en la más absoluta oscuridad sin miedo

a que nadie te tire sogas cuando ruja la tormenta

a nadar contra corriente.

Entrénate en los oficios de la reflexión y el intelecto

Lee, hazte el amor a ti misma, construye tu castillo

rodealo de fosos profundos

pero hazle anchas puertas y ventanas

Es menester que cultives enormes amistades

que quienes te rodean y quieran sepan lo que eres

que te hagas un círculo de hogueras y enciendas en el centro de tu habitación

una estufa siempre ardiente donde se mantenga el hervor de tus sueños.

Si eres una mujer fuerte

protégete con palabras y árboles

e invoca la memoria de mujeres antiguas.

Has de saber que eres un campo magnético

hacia el que viajarán aullando los clavos herrumbrados

y el óxido mortal de todos los naufragios.

Ampara, pero ampárate primero

Guarda las distancias

Constrúyete. Cuídate

Atesora tu poder

Defiéndelo

Hazlo por ti

Te lo pido en nombre de todas nosotras.

Gioconda Belli

If you are a strong woman, protect yourself from the creatures that will want to feast on your heart. They wear all the disguises of Earth's carnivals: guilt, opportunities, prices to be paid. They probe your soul, drilling their gazes or tears into the depths of your essence, not to illuminate with your fire but to extinguish the passion, the erudition of your fantasies.

If you are a strong woman, know that the air that nourishes you also carries parasites, gadflies, tiny insects seeking to lodge in your blood and feed on everything solid and grand within you.

Don't lose compassion, but fear anything that leads to denying you a voice, hiding who you are, forcing you to soften, promising a terrestrial kingdom in exchange for a complacent smile.

If you are a strong woman, prepare for battle: learn to be alone, to sleep in absolute darkness without fear, to resist when others try to pull you down in the storm, to swim against the current.

Train in the crafts of reflection and intellect. Read, make love to yourself, build your castle surrounded by deep moats, but with wide doors and windows.

Cultivate significant friendships. Let those around you know who you are. Create a circle of bonfires and light a perpetual stove in the center of your room where the simmering of your dreams persists.

If you are a strong woman, protect yourself with words and trees, invoke the memory of ancient women.

Understand that you are a magnetic field attracting howling rusty nails and the deadly rust of all shipwrecks. Shelter others, but shelter yourself first. Keep your distance. Build yourself. Take care. Treasure your power. Defend it. Do it for yourself. I ask this on behalf of all of us.

Gioconda Belli

[newyorkthegoldenage]

On April 24, 1953, the winners of the weekly Monday night Mambo contest at the Savoy Ballroom in Harlem were Lee Moates from New York and Tonita Malau from Brooklyn.

Photo: Associated Press via Der Spiegel

[cutecherrygirl]

Dating Hannie would include 😍

- always holding hands, not just when you're walking, he always want to feel your hand in his and give it few kisses every now and then

- playing Roblox together (we all know Hannie plays roblox 🙄)

- having movie night, almost every night. Yall would build a pillow tower, get your favourite snacks and watch movie inside while you're cuddled up in soft blanked together 😍

- you would probably cook moat of the time but sometimes Hannie would want to impress you so he would destroy the kitchen in attempt to make you a sandwich ❤️ (if that's not love then idk what it is)

- cuddles 24/7. We all know Hannie loves cuddles so ofc you two would cuddle alot. Imagine this, he comes home from the studio and is very tired but then he sees you sitting on a sofa watching random shit and his cuddle mode just comes on, he takes your hand, leads you to your shared bedroom and cuddles you until both of you fall asleep ❤️

- you would take bubble baths together as well, threw in a cherry scented bath bom with glitter inside, dim the lights down, two glasses of wine, few candles with no scent but just for decor and smile on your faces is all you need for perfect bath date.

- you bringing him food in the studio and staying there for couple of hours and watch Hannie do magic

- being besties with Binnie and Channie 💅🏻

- watching Anime and national geography together 🐢🦥

- him calling you Jagi, baby, Love, cherry (cuz he loves cherries)

- teaching you rap

- he would take you to lots of dates including picnic, theme park, bakery, Caffe, cat caffe,..

- but you would mostly stay at home so you can be together alone and talk about future and your kids names ❤️

[jxstacey]

( new propaganda motherfuckers! @tmnt-iteration-compeition )

Okay so made it to round three so time for lore propaganda! This time with the themes and tone of the iteration

WTTJ is basically has elements of Dark Comedy and Drama(basically a Dramedy tbh) with action mixed in it to balance everything out, moat characters have fight scenes as like a reward for sitting through most of the dialogue and talking scenes

The iteration is also heavily inspired by the work of The Coen Brothers and James Gunn with the dark humor, story telling and dynamics along with other directors like Spike Lee, Sidney Lumet, Francis Ford Coppola, Michael Mann, Kubrick, Tarantino, Scorsese and Paul Thomas Anderson with each arc/act having chapters dedicated to one of those directors

However the iteration is mostly based on the work of the Coen’s(mainly The Big Lebowski, Fargo and No Country For Old Men) with it being able to go from a character construction/deconstruction, a nice conversation to a endless sequence of violence, that’s the coens for you

[ghelgheli]

The Stuff I Read in August 2023

Stuff I Extra Liked Is Bold

Books

Raven Stratagem, Yoon Ha Lee (2017)

Reconsidering Reparations, Olúfẹ́mi O. Táíwò (2022)

The Mirror of My Heart: A Thousand Years of Persian Poetry by Women, trans. Dick Davis (2019)

The Origins of Unfairness, Cailin O'Connor (2019)

Short Fiction

the prisoner, ignatz

The Unwanted Guest, Tamsyn Muir

She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat, Sakaomi Yuzaki

Still Sick, Akashi

Born Again Bunny, ignatz

A Museum of Dubious Splendors, Studio Oleomingus

In the Pause Between the Ringing, Studio Oleomingus

The Indifferent Wonder of an Edible Place, Studio Oleomingus

Game Theory

The Bargaining Problem, John Nash (1950)

Two Person Cooperative Games, John Nash (1953)

Perfect Equilibrium in a Bargaining Model, Ariel Rubinstein (1982)

Marriage and household decision making: A bargaining analysis, Marilyn Manser and Murray Brown (1980)

Evolutionary Game Theory

The theory of games and the evolution of animal conflicts, John Maynard Smith (1974)

The Logic of Animal Conflict, John Maynard Smith and George R. Price (1973)

Why imitate, and if so, how? A boundedly rational approach to multi-armed bandits, Karl Schlag (1996)

On the Stability of Racial Capitalism, Liam Kofi Bright, Nathan Gabriel, Cailin O'Connor, Olúfẹ́mi O. Táíwò

Fairness and Signaling in Bargaining Games, Mihaela Popa-Wyatt, Roland Mühlenbernd Jeremy L. Wyatt

Inequality and Inequity in the Emergence of Conventions, Calvin Cochran and Cailin O'Connor (2019)

Power by Association, Travis LaCrois and Cailin O'Connor (2020)

Why Natural Social Contracts are not Fair, Cailin O'Connor (2022)

How to Put the Cart Behind the Horse in the Cultural Evolution of Gender, Daniel Saunders (2022)

Division of Labor, Economic Specialization, and the Evolution of Social Stratification, Joseph Heinrich and Robert Boyd (2008)

On the emergence of minority disadvantage: testing the cultural Red King hypothesis, Aydin Mohseni, Cailin O'Connor, and Hannah Rubin (2021)

Philosophy (broadly construed)

"But What Are You, Really?" The Metaphysics of Race, Charles W. Mills (1998)

Heterosexualism and the Colonial/Modern Gender System, Maria Lugones

Extracted Speech, Rachel Ann McKinney (2016)

Nozick's Entitlement Theory of Justice, Kenneth J. Arrow (1978)

Nietzsche, the Chinese Worker's Friend, Ishay Landa (1999)

Measuring Conventionality, Cailin O'Connor (2020)

Other

Who Was Barbie? various @ nplusonemag

Lockhart's Lament, Paul Lockhart

Female Hunters of the Early Americas, Randall Haas et al.

We Have No Moat, and Neither Does OpenAI, anonymous

The Bitter Lesson, Rich Sutton

The Evolution of Individual and Cultural Variation in Social Learning, Alex Mesoudi et al.

Medieval Arab Lesbians and Lesbian-Like Women, Sahar Amer (2009)

"My son was castrated as a result of a medical error. Is it OK to raise him as a eunuch?" Thomas W. Johnson and Richard J. Wassersug (2021)

[a-wise-rat]

okay so here’s a rundown of shit,

Donnie’s dating casey,

Mikey got drunk/high forrrr…3-5 days?

raph tried to kill me,

mikey almost died cause the box he was getting his moonshine shit stuff was draining his life force and now he can’t remember shit,

and lee got kraangified,

Mmmm.

That is moat concerning.

Though congratulations to Donatello.

[dangermousie]

Cinderella and 2am and Melody of Golden Age have joined the lengthy list of dropped dramas.

I am not a follower of the sunk cost fallacy and have been known to walk out of a movie halfway if I am bored, so it's no surprise am ruthless with dropping dramas - there are dramas where I dropped them two eps from the end, so 4 out of 10 (Cinderella) or 19 out of 40 (Melody) is nothing.

As anyone who's followed this tumblr for more than five minutes probably knows, I watch a lot of stuff with large chunks on 2x/3x - it takes a truly extraordinary drama for me not to ff at all (Beyond Evil, which I am watching right now qualifies; out of airing dramas for all of 2024 only Eternal Brotherhood and Joy of Life 2 qualified. Even with excellent dramas like Black Out or Heroes or Tender Light or Shen Li, there are at least some bits I watch on 2x.) But it is always a bad sign when I start watching ALL of it on 2x, let alone when I am doing 4x and skipping even then, as I started doing with these two dramas.

I can't really write a long and fun rant about hating them or what's wrong with them or w/e, because tbh I did not hate either of them. I did not find anything in them offensive or massively annoying. I can't point to a glaring issue and go "a-ha!"

It's just - they bore me. That is kind of a worse condemnation than a fun dumpster fire. (I once watched the entirety of a jdrama called Vampire Gigolo and I watch Chinese minidramas, I know whereof I speak.)

The ultimate issue with either is that I don't care for any of the characters - and not as a fancy way of saying I dislike them because that would be some emotion. No, in a plain meaning of I have no emotional investment in them, I don't really care what happens to them. They are fine. They are OK. And I wouldn't care if they all got every dream fulfilled or got drowned in Lee Soo Hyuk's Queen Woo moat. And unless the drama is a rare intellectual feast where I am so invested in the plot or the message that I don't care about being indifferent to the characters (and a fluffy romcom and a fluffy procedural aren't gonna be that), I need to feel something for the characters, I need to be invested. They don't have to be good people, I don't have to love them as people but I have to care about their fate, even if it's to watch them get shanked. (Think The Advisors' Alliance - most of the characters are monsters but they are magnetic and fascinating and I was so so so invested in them.) And here I have none of that. It all feels paint by numbers to me.

They don't feel like real people and that's fine. But they don't feel like interesting narrative constructs either. And time is finite and my watch list is long, so good bye, better luck with other viewers!

[otiskeene]

Moat Metrics Acquires IP Platform Assets From Aon

Moat Metrics Inc., a company based in Spokane, WA, that specializes in AI-driven business and research intelligence, has recently acquired technology and intellectual property (IP) assets from Aon, a global professional services firm. This acquisition is part of Moat Metrics' strategic plan to improve its ability to provide advanced investment research and business intelligence solutions.

Established by Lewis Lee, former CEO of Aon's IP Solutions, Moat Metrics offers a unique approach to investment research and business intelligence. Lee, along with a team of former Aon colleagues, has developed a proprietary AI platform that offers insights into a company’s value continuum. This continuum covers strategy, innovation, product mix, IP coverage, and future performance and value.

Lewis Lee, the CEO of Moat Metrics, expressed appreciation for the team's time at Aon, where IP Solutions became a top provider of IP-related services for the insurance industry. With the extension of the AI platform and its solutions to a wider market, Moat Metrics aims to benefit investors, financiers, risk managers, corporate strategists, IP teams, and professional advisors.

Read More - https://www.techdogs.com/tech-news/business-wire/moat-metrics-acquires-ip-platform-assets-from-aon

[movienized-com]

The Hunt for Raoul Moat

The Hunt for Raoul Moat (Serie 2023) #AngelaBain #JoeBlakemore #SonyaCassidy #NeilGrainger #LeeIngleby #SallyMessham Mehr auf:

Serie Jahr: 2023- Genre: Krimi / Drama Hauptrollen: Angela Bain, Joe Blakemore, Sonya Cassidy, Neil Grainger, Lee Ingleby, Sally Messham, Gavin O’Connor, Vineeta Rishi, Mark Stobbart, Matt Stokoe, Clare Corbett, Josef Davies, Fiona Skinner, Bill Ward, Leah Baskaran, Matthew Bates, Paul Charlton, Chris Garner, Joanna Horton, Marianne McIvor, Micky McGregor, Nicholas A. Newman, Stevie Raine,…