#Understanding Freestyle

[curryvillain]

.@JadaKingdom Shares Her "Understanding" Freestyle

Dancehall Artist Jada Kingdom has been busy maintaining a large fanbase, and releasing content that quickly turn into favourites. Earlier this year, she started previewing a couple freestyles on Social Media, and may open up a lane of turning them into a series. Earlier she released one of those freestyles called, “Understanding“. Directed by Sargz & Etim, Jada Kingdom shares her intention to be…

[the-soulwhispers]

You are not understanding the silence;

and I'm out of words now.

[nontrivialproof]

I reserve the right to change my opinions on TTPD after I listen more (+ actually listen to the back half) but currently my take on the general quality of the lyrics is that while this album doesn't necessarily have her standout worst lyrics, it does feel the most first draft-y overall. The title track in particular feels like she did one pass and called it good.

[richardsondavis]

The reason why some in the Devil May Cry fandom refer to the Switch ports as a travesty is because the dips in frames on handheld and the input lag (I'm assuming if docked and are using a Bluetooth controller) is a few frames then playing Devil May Cry, especially the third entry as how it's meant to be played i.e, like a fighting game, is very very bad when you're comboing till kingdom come and that's how it's meant to be played.

[fromthemindofacancermoon]

SILENCE: The Forgotten Art

The Art of silence is powerful.

People who don't want the truth are dangerous. Cowards hide behind typed words, Because they know what they are voicing has MANY holes. People be ruining personal relationships over celebrities they don't know (stan culture is a sickness!). When negative friendships come to an end it feels like a weight lifted off your soul. People that try to push their beliefs on others are WEIRDOS. People love to point the finger at you, when they haven't washed their hands in YEARS. Delusion is at an all time high, it's spreading at a rapid pace. People love to mask JUDGEMENT behind Christianity. People use Christianity for hate and think they're spreading “the WORD”. Experiencing conflict and realizing you have grown is one of the best gifts / feelings, even if the other person is not there. Starting something and then playing VICTIM is a sick art. People focus on what others are doing to hide THEIR demons... SPOILER ALERT they are still there and even BIGGER than ever. If someone doesn't agree with you and you interpret that as arguing, that simply means you think and want everyone to agree with you and that's why you're stuck in a sunken place. Sometimes you have to let people sit in their delusion alone. Devils dressed as Christians. Even they are fooling themselves. Preaching, but not practicing.

Bye Kevin!

[forourtomorrows]

doodles doodles doodles + sidi joostis

[pardonmydelays]

what is your favourite tv show and why?

oh, excellent question, anon. fasten your seat belts, moots, and let me introduce you to:

as for why, i could give you at least 96,000 reasons, but i'm just gonna give you 5 instead.

the whole show is improvised, there is no script, which makes it even better in my opinion.

they are freestyle rappers! can you imagine making up rhymes on the spot? i swear to god, those guys are insanely talented.

lin-manuel miranda. he is so adorable in this show i can't even, and he was of course the main reason i wanted to watch it, but ngl, i stayed for other guys too (especially utkarsh, i love his sense of humour). also, lin's 2014 hairstyle! you all know i'm obsessed with it and i'm not even sorry.

this show is super funny. when i was watching it for the first time i couldn't stop crying for the entire 1st episode (and it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that i was just a little overexcited because i could finally see it).

it's my comfort show. seriously, even when i'm super depressed, my entire life is falling apart and i am struggling with everything at once, i can always count on those guys to make me laugh and make my life beautiful again (even if just for a few minutes).

[layer-bloody-sun]

I made some bracelet today with Helg and Heimdall's colors!!

Had to learn a nex pattern but honestly these came out nicer than I expected, they match too :D

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

two chapters written, 11 pages and 4661 words... i think im gonna finish this multi chapter fic this time... woahh...

[brinemcallister]

One More Tune for Autumn

The last song before wintercreates lilac hues in transparent greyson storm cloud outlines.The rain looks violetin the afternoon hours.Streaks over the windowsuntil we are daydreamingfor blue skies.If you bend your gaze,the glow turns into sunlightand can believe summerlingers outside the door.The wind keeps reminding youthat autumn has a nameand it includes the sound of crashing leavesand…

[lynntsu]

On my days off,

I emerge from my tousled blankets with the sun peering through the windows and a slight heat on my neck from the day's warmth.

At this time it is passed midday

I wake up to the sound of bustling roads, footsteps from the lady upstairs, and a chicken constantly crowing as if morning had never passed.

On these days, it feels like my life has slowed down, yet the world around me is constantly moving.

For once, it feels nice to have not a worry or thought or care

Then, as I come to my senses and take in the world around me,

I realize I am just merely existing.

I am a minute fraction of what the world is.

I am not talking about the world as just humanity,

I am rediscovering humanity is just a small part of life.

Sometimes I like to think about the chicken who won't stop crowing past morning.

What's keeping them up?

Maybe he has just lost his mate

Or perhaps he is still looking for one

Sometimes, I like to go further and wonder if the grass that's browning on the edges is going through a midlife crisis

Although as a human we tend to see grass and a crowing chicken as just specs in our world,

We often forget perspective

We often forget that humanity is not all there is

And normally, by scientifc means, we say that nothing has the complexity and sentience of a human.

But what if we missed something?

Humans are flawed, designed to make mistakes

So what if all this time,

Grass has a perspective of us

Wondering why we haven't watered them enough

Or why the climate is changing and its starting to hurt their blades, because we forgot to tend to them

What if we could just appreciate the fact that we don't understand someone else's perspective, so it is wrong to invalidate their existence, their feelings, their condition.

If we could just learn to slow down on our days off

Not just to "smell the roses",

But to wonder if the roses have needs and wants

To wonder if the people around you have perspectives you cannot fathom

To place yourself into a body you do not own

And take some time to appreciate their existence

Their experiences

Their vitality

Because wouldn't you want someone to take the time?

To stop and ask, "how are you doing?"

Or without a spoken word, take a second to understand how you're feeling

It is not just about the grass, the roses, the crowing chicken or even humanity

It is about learning to become more compassionate towards life and the consequences of living

[anantaru]

cw. fingering, childe's a meanie, fem! reader, this is a quick freestyle

"ugh, well, what a pain that i have to leave you in a bit, hm?"

childe trails kisses across your face before sliding his fingers inside of you— digging into your hole with just the right amount of pleasure when you lean into you, wanting more. he curls his digits up a little as you moan into his neck, moving into his touch, the hot air hitting his skin.

"anyways, do you have any plans tomorrow?"

childe looks at you with a blunt face, like he isn't just scissoring your cunt so surprisingly unconvenient when he suddenly begins to ask you a bunch of questions, keeping the conversation going like he wasn't knuckle deep inside of you, sliding and slipping until you're writhing— sinking his fingers into the mushy flesh while telling you how, hot, sweet, good and warm you feel when, "i was thinking about dinner at this fancy new place?"

it's all so filthy— the way you cannot talk back and childe knows, he's aware all you can do is reply in small hitches and crumbling moans while he was discoving spots and places in your slickness, driving you absolutely wild.

childe presses himself so deep into your hole as the heel of his hand hits your clit, making you yelp out in surprise— understanding he's waiting for an answer, "s-sounds good… really good, ajax," you hold onto his shirt desperately, drawing in moans and gasps as he just laughs at you, giving a little hum before nodding his head to reassure you as your brain quickly overloads, hips twitching and fucking his hand.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own

[sttoru]

Toji and bath time with baby Megumi. That is all 🖤

mhm mhm i present to u the life toji deserves,

ෆ tags. dad!toji x female reader. toji being a good dad & bathing megumi on his own. fluff.

“hold on, buddy.” toji mumbles as he holds megumi in one arm, the other stretched out to dip his fingers in the water. he quickly checks the temperature of the filled tub and after confirming that it’s lukewarm, he moves on to kiss megumi’s cheek.

“mama said you’re a real crybaby if you get in alone, so daddy will join ya. consider yourself lucky, kid— i don’t do this just for anyone.” toji lets out a breathy chuckle at his own jokes. despite megumi being way too young to understand what toji was saying to him, the man still got a kick out of teasing and playing around with his son.

toji carefully gets into the tub, holding megumi in his hands and slowly lowering the small baby into the water. this causes megumi to kick his chubby legs around while squealing loudly. the drops of water splashed onto toji’s face and he shakes his head with a small smile because of his son’s actions, “hey, hey, easy now, kiddo.”

once megumi was settled in the tub, toji hums thoughtfully as his eyes dart around the bathroom, clearly trying to recall the instructions you gave him beforehand. he couldn’t really remember the order of the things you told him, thus he decides to freestyle this new experience of giving megumi his bath.

“oh, hold on.” toji gets an idea and reaches over the edge of the tub to the near counter, sliding open a drawer and grabbing a bottle of bath foam which he doesn’t even bother reading, “i’ve seen your mama put this in whenever she bathes you. it creates bubbles or somethin’ like that.”

toji pops the cap open and pours the fluid in the water. he doesn’t pour only a little, no, he pours a lot. “should be enough,” he shrugs and tosses the bottle aside, grinning down at megumi who was too engrossed at the way the clear liquid moved between his small fingers.

and it turned out that it was more than just enough in the end. in a couple seconds to a single minute, the entire bath was overflowing with bath foam— it even threatened to spill out of the tub. in a blink of an eye, megumi was gone and engulfed by a sea of bubbles. not that the little boy minded it; toji could hear a few curious babbles and saw his son’s fingers try to move the foam out of his face.

toji couldn’t help it and started laughing his ass off at the sight of megumi disappearing behind the wall of foam (totally not trying to help his kid at the moment). he hadn’t had a good laugh like that in days.

after calming down—though still wheezing a bit between words—toji finally pushed the foam aside and picked megumi up, also wiping away the possible bubbles that got into his eyes, “heh— c’mere, buddy. can’t let ya drown in those bubbles.”

megumi was holding onto his dad’s face, two tiny hands patting both of his cheeks while toji was clearing the foam from megumi’s body, making sure that nothing got into the boy’s eyes. once thoroughly checked, toji kept laughing a little, chuckling at the way megumi was just innocently staring back at him.

the poor baby didn’t even understand what had happened to him seconds ago, yet was still smiling and giggling once he saw how happy his dad was.

at that exact same time, you were passing by the closed bathroom door. the muffled laughter made you curious as to what was going on, though just by hearing the sounds of joy, it seemed like your husband and son were having a great time. the fact alone made a smile appear on your own face.

[danadaria]

Steddie Olympic AU where Eddie gets on his first Olympics for BMX freestyle, and it's so weird because he has been in competitions for many years but nothing like this, something so big and with so many rules.

His background was being a hyperkinetic kid who didn't really care about his life, and somehow being fearless and doing acrobatics became his career. Still, even then it wasn't so serious.

His thing were the X-games and open exhibitions, with fire, hard rock & metal, tattoos, and having RedBull as a sponsor.

Behind the adrenaline he and his friends are a bunch of clowns who just wanted to fly and have the bones of a child forever.

But now he's here: in the middle of a giant line in an ocean of other athletes, wearing a fucking blazer from Ralph Lauren and with the lamest jeans he had to wear in his entire life.

And everything is kinda awful, because he lost sight of friends (Gareth and Max, both skaters, but they train in the same place), and he just heard there's no McDonald's at the Olympics this year.

He doesn't even like McDonald's so much, but god, he grow up hearing about athletes eating hundreds of burgers and mcnuggets for free, and sue him, but his inner child was super excited about it.

"Are you ok, man?"

Eddie opens his mouth to give a snarky remark when he sees the most beautiful man in existence – GORGEOUS v-shape, honey eyes, pink pouty lips, and kissable moles– looking at him with concern.

"Yeah, yeah. Everything is okey-dokey" He says lamely.

The most beautiful man in existence snorts at him.

"Okey-dokey? What are you? Five?"

"Probably. I was sad because I found out today there's no free McDonald's this year. Now that I know I'm not sure if it is worth being here"

Eddie's future husband looks surprised for a second and laughs at him.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course. I read some people ate so many nuggets they left the Olympics cackling like a chicken: I wanted to be one of them!"

"Oh, yeah. I ate lots of them post-competition"

"See?!"

"Ok, I give you that. But this year there's going to be international cuisine and all that jazz"

"Knowing me, I'm going to get too overwhelmed with the options and I'll end with the saddest oatmeal every day."

"You have lots of food opinions for someone that's on a sports event"

"Well, is either that or thinking that my biggest rivals are a bunch of 15-year-olds from Brazil and Japan."

"Oh? What's your sport?"

"BMX freestyle"

"That's the race in the mountains?"

"That's literally BMX racing."

"Right." He looked ashamed.

Eddie needed to fix that look, now.

"And you? What's your poison?"

"Poison? You mean my sport?" Eddie nods at him encouragingly. "Gymnastics."

"I can see it." Eddie looks at him approvingly, "You have the arms of a gymnast, big boy."

The face of Eddie's future husband turns a beautiful shade of red. And Eddie is just a second away to ask for his name, and his number to change the course of his life, when he feels a hand on the jacket's collar.

"Here you are, loser. We need to go this way!"

And before Eddie can say anything, Max Mayfield (his new arch-nemesis) takes him away from the love of his life.

He says bye with a hand before being cruelly separated, disappearing into a sea of people.

"Do you want to be murdered before or after the opening ceremony, Red?"

"Oh, shut up loser."

____________________________________________________________

Steve is going back with his best friend to their apartment, feeling super frustrated. Somehow, 24 hours ago, he thought it would be a good idea to give his phone to his best friend for the inauguration night to avoid getting too excited and watching videos of the event until 4 am.

And now he was regretting ALL his life choices.

"You don't understand Robin, I met a super cute guy, but I couldn't get his name! I'm only going to search that and nothing else"

"Steve, you made me swear I wouldn't pass your phone on inauguration day, no matter the reason. You need to sleep"

"Easy for you to say. You didn't meet someone when you didn't have your phone!"

"I would understand better than anyone! I met the cutest girl competing at air riffle, aaaand I didn't have my phone either!"

"You gave her your presentation card, didn't you"

"Yes, sorry."

"See? Why didn't you make me buy some for me, too?"

They arrive at their floor. Steve knows they're a little obnoxious, but it was the first night and it's still early.

"Good night, neighbors! Isn't it too early in the event to be fighting?"

Steve looks up so fast, he probably hurt his neck a little bit. At the end of the hallway, sitting on the floor next to a very closed door, was Steve's meet-cute: All smiley, charming, and inviting.

"It's you!"

"Oh! Hi Mr. Gymnastics, and hi unknown lady."

"It's Robin Buckley," She says and goes straight to her apartment, "we probably going to see each other again, so good night".

And she closes the door firmly behind her.

"I didn't have. I mean. I don't have my phone to search for you."

The other boy looks at him, almost evaluating him, before giving Steve a big smile and offering his hand to stretch.

"Eddie Munson."

"Steve Harrington."

"So, would you-"

"There's a McDonald's near where I compete tomorrow. Would you like to go with me?"

Eddie stands up and walks until he's in front of Steve. He smiles.

"Would love it. After all, it was my childhood dream."

Steve smiles too.

[carrioncrowes]

deleted sae palace scene makes me SO upset because of how much it really adds to Joker and Akechi's relationship. There's just so much?? Akechi slipping the cards into Joker's sleeve and intuiting/trusting that Joker will a) realise he's done it b) know what to do with them and c) wait for the opening that Akechi will provide later.

Like!!!! Joker very pointedly DOES NOT cheat in the first round despite knowing that the cards are on him. He waits for Akechi to insert himself, distract Sae, and set up events so Mona can give him an opening. They didn't even DISCUSS the plan beforehand, they just have such a deep understanding of each other by this stage that they can freestyle an entire plan

It's EXTRA sad this was cut from the game because I think it adds a nice poetry to 3rd semester where their showtime is completely improvised from their understanding of how the other thinks and trust in one another

idk. I just! wish that scene hadn't been cut!!