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an old silly jimmy/gord comic, i think jimmy scraping up rubber bands is funny to think about
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follow me on twitch! i draw there, i play games there, im silly there!!!
#twitch#twitch affiliate#twitch streamer#trans streamer#variety streamer#art streamer#lgbtq streamer#small streamer#streaming#live streamer#bully#bully fanart#jimmy hopkins#gord vendome#jimmy/gord#?#idk if they got anything#a ship name or whatever#i go here#but i dont go here that much#i mind my business eh?
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i know i haven't been active as much lately
please accept this eepy mind as an apology
#chonny jash#chonnys charming chaos compendium#cj mind#my art#i imagine he sleeps in a short-sleeved shirt or something similar#might post more art later (anywhere between 2 to 365 business days)#im not really all that happy with it but eh#i struggle with drawing objects so badly man it aint even funny
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wdym guys i'm a complete purist that hates any form of creativity that doesn't fit my standards and i'm totally dating my partner so i can enforce my standards onto them
#diggstalks#to put it shortly: eh#i dont like the title because i was doing the whole “minding my business” thing way before all these labels were runnin around#kinda obnoxious that it's made it's way to tumblr ngl#so uh yea. seeya. i did the blocking for u mate
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thinking thoughts about suzerain cast as tarot cards...
#it is inevitable that my mind goes to this#suzerain#some are pretty obvious ( -hierophant ciara#-emperor soll#-justice nia#-magician lucian#-temperance paskal#etc.)#my main thing is with anton cause theres so many thing he could be and throwing him for fool/world is such a cop-out answer#i can see anton for wheel tho#anyway i might not even start on drawing this cause im busy with deadwood but eh
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i think... i just finished chapter two of my fanfic :0
tho i won't post it tonight, it's pretty late and i'll probably wanna have a quick look at it tomorrow. also not at home right now so might actually have to wait until thursday to post
#i was supposed to do school work but no i suddenly felt very motivated to write fanfiction#the first chapter was posted in january....#and the second chapter was almost done then already i've mostly just had to go through some edits#in my defence i've been very busy#honestly i'm very busy now also but eh#don't mind me
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this undeniably has to be one of the worst opinions I've seen about this season. like out of the plentiful failures season 4 had... you really couldn't choose one to talk about? max's mental health was one of the only things that I felt season 4 handled pretty damn well.
I do think it could have been better written, yes. the ending of her arc in season 4 was....insulting at best.
but overall? the show does a great job of addressing that max actually hated billy (she literally fucking admits to wishing for his death) and that her grief is more complicated than just missing a person. because she wasn't missing a person! she was ultimately glad billy was gone. but even in death, he torments her.
she watched a person she grew up with be brutally murdered by some fleshy abomination, RIGHT in front of her. her shitbag step father bailed on her and her mother after billy died, forcing them to move to the trailer park. her mother abuses alcohol and is never home because she's always working so they can afford to live in the trailer park. her friend group has been split in two by the byers moving away, which took el away from her too. she doesn't know how to reach out to lucas, deep down doesn't feel she deserves his love & concern, despite lucas' best efforts (vecna literally taunts her with lucas turning on her at the final confrontation). she wished so badly to have someone like steve in billy, but she knows that billy would never be that person. he was the complete opposite & she can't just have steve in his place. she mourns the brother she never had. she is devastated by the way billy still hurts her, even after he's gone.
she's what. fourteen??? when this all happens?
like the death of an abuser is never so simple as "hooray! I am so very joyous now that the source of my pain is gone!" the damage an abuser inflicts on you is not some cut to the skin that can be healed and one day forgotten. it's so much more tortuous than that. especially for a child.
#stranger things#thoughts about media#“her trauma was so unserious because I cannot critically engage with a TV show in a way that transcends clout chasing on social media"#stranger things fans on twitter continuing to prove that they are the worst. business as usual I suppose.#I only clicked the trending tag because I figured little lord zionism had once again said something repulsive.#or that another cast member had defended his or the other lunatic's odious words.#nope. schnapp apparently has no work lined up after st5. which is lovely news. may he rot thoroughly.#and then this ridiculous post.#you know. the smallest spark of recognition flickered in my mind when I saw the user's url. so this can't be the first time.#however- I did not have them blocked. HA! they sure are now! although I'm sort of curious what awful opinions they've shared before.#eh- but most certainly not curious enough to waste my time and risk reading some utter garbage about steve.#the block button is not enough for those who slander steve's good name.
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Fandom: DCU (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Helena Bertinelli/Dick Grayson Characters: Dick Grayson, Helena Bertinelli Additional Tags: Omega Dick Week (DCU), Omega Dick Grayson, Alpha Helena Bertinelli, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Religion Kink, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Catholicism, Cunnilingus, Praise Kink, Body Worship, Femdom, Timeline What Timeline, Gentle Sex, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Aphrodisiacs Summary: Helena does what should be a simple and easy mission with Dick. But when they both get hit with an aphrodisiac that only targets omegas, Helena learns interesting things about Dick and helps him through the worst of it. - Omega Dick Week 2024 - Day 5: Hidden Designation | Heat During A Mission
#omegadickweek2024#necrotic writings#dickhelena#ao3 fic#no i haven't slept since posting yesterday's fic. mind ur business.#if i didn't post it now i was going to forget to post it in time. so. oops. morning fic time.#i have finally written about helena my BELOVED#i love her so dearly you don't get it.#she's everything to me.#the religious kink of this fic went hard i will not lie. didn't expect that. it was supposed to be basic pwp#but idk how you write helena without getting weird about catholicism so. eh it should've been expected#and you can't get mad at me for the blasphemy#because *i'm* catholic#so really i deserve to write ppl being weird about catholicism. as a treat.#god i am so tired i've been up way too long. i'm gonna crash so hard.#goodbye cruel world. enjoy the fic.
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Okay small rant time !!!!
#im literally losing my god damn mind#i went to get gas#and im pretty sure they have a card skimmer#it asked me for me pin twice and looked weird and inwas like huh#thats really weird#but was like eh whatever and then like 10 minutes later#i start getting attempted charges to my card for 175 dollars from the gas station#this is a gas station ive been using for a very long time and they never have beenna gas station to do holds on your card before#and also my actual gas purchase went through normally !#anyway i was already gone from the gas station at this point (and the inside would have been closed before i could get back anyway)#so i was like okay first im going to post to the group to warn people not to go there rn#then contact the appropriate people#so anyway i posted to the facebook group and it somehow seems like ive done something wrong !!#everyone is so angry!!#literally being like well did you try to fucking remove the device#and why arent you on the phone with the police RIGHT NOW#telling me that its probably juat a hold#and telling me not to say bad things about a business#when literally all i said was you might want to avoid going to this gas station right now because i think they have a skimmer#and stated exactly what happened to me to make me feel that way#anyway ive literally had to edit my post 5 times because people keep getting mad about different things#im so done !!!#never again !!!
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yes I agree that you’re implicitly required to rec a fic you’re involved in which is why it HURTS WHEN PEOPLE DONT like oof. you said yes to work on it but then you didn’t like it that much hey. obviously I’d rather that than people rec something they don’t actually like, I’m not saying it should be disingenuous, it just hurts you know? ouch
nahhh i don't think ppl should feel obligated to do marketing for a fic they've already put time and energy into helping the writer with!
#anon it sounds like you've had a rough experience tho and that does suck i'm sorry ❤️#i mean it sounds a little bit like *i* was the one who beta'd ur fic and then didn't promo it?#and if so i encourage u to jump in my DMs bc anon messages aren't the way to resolve feelings 😅#but sometimes people really are just busy#or they didn't realise the expectations u had of them#or they don't use social media v often so they missed the post#or they beta so many fics that they don't keep up what is uploaded and when#so many factors that could be at play in situations like this!#not necessarily anything to do with your fic!#(and tbh sometimes people really just don't like a fic they've agreed to beta#i have had some exceeeeedingly underwhelming responses from betas lmfao#did it suck?? did it make me want to delete my entire fandom existence?? absolutely!!!#but did i expect them to pretend to like it once i posted it?? heck no)#(actually now i'm thinking abt it i don't think many of my betas have rec'd my stuff at ALL 😂#some have for sure! but probably like? 40%? maybe less?#so either i personally traumatise 60% of my beta readers or the post-beta promotional circuit isn't as common as u think!)#(i very much might traumatise my beta readers tho so. do keep that in mind.)#anyway anon peace and love i hope the good outweighs the bad for u! this hobby can be rough sometimes eh ❤️
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how was your relationship with ratchet like before the Lost Light?
Didn't really exist, honestly. Saw 'im sometimes inbetween missions, but it was mostly other medics workin' on me. He's always been pretty busy with the Big Guys, or whatever.
He does act like he's known me forever, probably just from those short times we were stationed together. I was never one for making friends with the others in high command. I don't really count the time on Earth as "time for getting to know Ratchet", cuz we were all in deep shit and I got most of my entertainment from hangin' with Drift. Wasn't bothered with gettin' acquainted with another one of Op's situationships.
#im not really good at keepin' in touch. so if we don't see each other every other day#ill frankly forget you even exist. im a busy guy. lots on my mind.#i think bee was the only one actively tryin' to keep contact with me. But its eh. chill i guess.#ask#the man's cave
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katarina really doesn't want children. she wants the du couteau name to die. talon could still have kids and pass on the name to them I suppose (cass seems. unable to) but on her part she's intent on letting the family name die. after she's reinstated as part of the du couteau guild and their head, this doesn't change. the guild will live on even if the family doesn't, and it'll have as its next head someone who proves they're fit for the job and have the right purpose, regardless of their origins.
in spite of that, I think she'd end up looking after kids really easily. she doesn't want to birth them, but she certainly has a soft spot for children, especially the ones in dangerous situations and/or who are dangerous themselves. it's definitely because when she was a young girl definitely capable of keeping herself safe, she still wanted someone to have looked after her - she wanted someone to care. and i think she'd be unable not to care for kids in situations like that.
it's not to say she'd be good at it, or that she has time to be around a lot (which is why babies are certainly something else entirely). she is busy with a very dangerous job and she's often traveling, and bringing a child along is likely to prove troublesome. but at the same time, i feel she'd have the resources to ensure a child receives proper education and care while she's out and be caring enough to be around whenever she could. but yeah this would absolutely only happen with the kids no one wants because they're too dangerous or troublesome.
#» out of character — ⌜main sup irl.⌟#i fell asleep typing this last night....#there's also the fact she wouldn't want a child endangered by association with her#and the fact she's absolutely terrified of fucking up a little person like her parents did all their kids#but yeah i said it before and i'll say it again: it'd be SO easy for her to care about annie and/or rell#(but if you throw sb like milio at her eh because he has a loving family and plenty of people who'd care for him)#it's the ✨projection✨#and the fact katarina is far from uncaring. she feels very deeply. she /can/ be very caring#in my heart i know she'd adopt annie.........#and if she adopts a dangerous child what of it? mind your business
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Is it just me or is either tumblr fucking up or am I losing a lot more followers then usual?
#I’m starting to get worried that there’s some sort of drama involved and I’m not aware of it.#because I checked my follower count today and already lost 3-4 something followers for some reason which is fine but I’m just confused as#to the reason js all.#eh if it’s drama then I’m not getting involved with it.#I’m just minding my own business here :/#TBD.
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Got made redundant champs
#freakova speaks#God is challenging me this year#he is whispering in my ear hoping I will lose my sense of moral and empathy and snap#And oh my god I wish I would#it was going so well after everything that happened#But alas it happened#I guess this is the best way to go out#and I always said I would go down with the ship#last year someone wanted me to leave it for a dead end job at a factory#and holy fuck am I glad I listened to my gut#I would NEVER have forgiven myself if I left before my boss and his business died#But now the job I had has ended….its sad#Despite everything. I will miss it#not the shit hours mind you but still#So what’s next?#aside getting my car fixed and retainer replaced (thank you god much needed)?#I guess focus on my business while I wait for the next job opportunity#I’ve been offered a job but I am debating on it tbh#I might do seasonal but eh I’ll think about it
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so i left the mormon church as a teenager (15ish? 16?), but stayed in attendance until i was 20. i was pretty up front about the whole deciding-it-wasnt-true process with my bishop, who frankly took it really well, but it wasnt like i pulled all 150 ward members aside and had a heart to heart with them. anyway, i didnt believe, so at 19 i didnt go on a mission, and while some people in the ward were totally fine with that, others werent. and there was one woman in her late 50s who pulled me aside one day to interrogate me why i hadnt gone on a mission.
"the duty of every young man" she said.
and the thing is, im autistic. and a lot of people assume that when youre autistic, your social skills just arent very good. but thats not exactly true. your Be Polite skills are kind of eh, and they tend to stay that way, but as a sort of survival mechanism your Be Rude skills become amazing simply because you get put in tons of situations where your choices are to Function or Be Polite. and no one can choose Be Polite forever. the world demands function, it merely encourages politeness.
anyway, it can really catch neurotypicals by surprise, because hey, heres this kind of awkward, graceless guy, who stumbles over his words a lot and is very apologetic. hes probably a huge pushover. but i'm only like that when we're playing The Polite Game, because i am frankly kind of bad at it. but when its time to play The Rude Game, i go fucking ham and asking about the not-going-on-a-mission thing is Super Rude. so i said:
"sister hadlock... they wont let me go because i lit-er-ally cannot stop sucking dicks. i dont know why, its just so, so hard."
*dramatic pause*
"also - its very difficult to stop."
anyway, it almost killed her. i think she'd expected to just kind of steamroll me for the entire conversation, but the answer crushed her soul. instead of continuing her interrogation she made a noise like a horse drowning in a bog and left.
to add insult to injury, she went to the bishop after that, thinking he'd chew me out for being an ass, but instead he chewed her out for not minding her own business. then she went to my parents after that, who basically went "yeah, babylon was pretty rude. but youre also pretty rude. what are you, mad that he's better at it than you?"
i really loved that ward.
#mormon#exmormon#that ward was actually very kind to me#i know a lot of exmos have horror stories about getting ostracized but i only wound up leaving when i moved to my college campus#and ive just never been interested in attending anywhere else because it wasnt about Mormonism#it was about those guys#the village that raised me
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alright, ok.. imma say this hot take one time Reblog: oh you like it! neat! Like: oh you like it! neat!
like you honestly think i'm gonna burst into tears if someone even so much as blips that little heart? psh, i don't care! if they like it, they like it!!
and no, i'm not saying everyone's being sensitive about it, i completely understand the importance of reblogging, but i'm sure there are some out there who also don't care about someone just liking their posts, so go ahead and tap that heart! i won't care!! and if you reblog it afterwards, that's cool too!
i don't care as much as anyone would expect me to.
#Ayo the Peeps Here#and if you add little silly tags (aka probably my favorite thing with reblogs. whoops) thats great!#if your scrolling by this. eh.. i don't mind#basically. why should i be worrying about what others do with my posts? really i'd prefer minding my business and watching what happens#there are hills we all have to die on at some point..
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kinktober: cockwarming (john price x reader x simon in underground fighter au)
You're no fan of real-time violence.
Movies can never replicate its visceral reality— the sharp metallic tang that clings to the air, mingled with salt and the bitter stench of the swill these local colors call beer. Even worse is having to be the one to patch Simon up with trembling, blood-slick fingers and your molars sunk into the thick of your tongue to keep your lunch where it belongs.
So when Simon sends you Price's way with a firm palm on your arse and his spit still warm on your lips, you're grateful. He'll keep ya busy.
You're not counting his blood money, if that's what he was thinking.
"Course not, love," Price says, the rings on his thick fingers glinting under the dim light overhead as he opens the door to his office. It smells of worn leather, polished wood, and layered on top is the heady aroma of tobacco, rich, unmistakable. (You will not stay if he lights one of those puppies up. You like your lungs how they are.)
"Tha's wha' the bill counter is for." You can feel the warmth of his palm seeping through your clothes— a steady presence at the base of your spine, guiding you forward with a subtle push.
You'd expected him to let you pluck a book off the well-stocked shelf that's been beckoning you since you laid eyes on it and curl up on his couch with a blanket draped over your shoulders. Maybe even chat you up with small talk, ask about your week, school/job, and how you were adjusting to this new life.
Not with his broad front curling around your back, breath warming the shell of your ear, while you stare at the smooth, raised skin on his knuckles— which is less furry than the rest of him— in hopes that you don't fall apart around the thick of his cock. He's got a hand flat on the desk, small finger slanting to the side probably from where it healed wrong, and the other's signing off paperwork you couldn't even try to understand with a clear mind, much less one that's spinning from the sheer want for friction, relief.
Your arse pulses hot from where he'd reprimanded you earlier for squirming too much.
"Quite obedient. Simon's taught ya well." He hisses when you tighten up involuntarily, indignation cutting through the sluggish heat you've been burning in at his remark. Obedient. Taught. As if you're some kind of lap dog, yipping and rolling over for a treat. (Or in this case, a cock.)
"Easy, love. Jus' a joke." The hand he'd had on the desk comes to squeeze at the meat of your ribs, a small gesture, before weaving down to your cunt, fingers spreading, feeling how well split you are around his length, lips spread wide. "I'd hate f'you to turn my own guard dog against me, eh?" His apology comes in jerky little circles, smearing slick over your neglected clit, coarse hair of your mons coated milky white.
Each stroke of his fingers only bows your spine, winding it like one would a key on the back of a doll, your muscles coiling with tension, bodily response not your own after being denied release for god knows how long.
The sharp tap on the door goes completely unnoticed by you, but not Price. His pace remains steady, continuous, as Simon walks in through the door with crimson peppered on his cream wifebeater.
"John." Through bleary eyes, you see Simon settle in the chair across from you both, legs long, knuckles angry red and swollen as he palms himself over his denim. "Gaz may or may not 'ave goaded Soap into a fight."
Price's hand stops abruptly, desperation clogging your throat, the coil beneath your navel cranked so tight you might just scream. His voice rattles you from behind. "And?"
Simon's got his jeans bunched to his knees now, cock resting heavy atop his thighs, quads' ridges shifting as he gets comfortable. He might just be a tad bigger than what you've got sitting snugly against the plug of your womb.
"They're tumblin' outside, among civil folk. I doubt gettin' 'em out will be as painless this time 'round."
Price snarls and you find yourself empty, straddling Simon's hips, your inner thighs burning at the width. "Bloody fuckin'—," the sound of his belt buckle peters off soon after he walks out the door.
Your hands can feel Simon's shoulders flexing as he runs a fist up his length, eyes heavy lidded and focused on the creamy slick dampening your curls. His cock sits long on your stomach.
"'ave a seat, then." Amusement curls his lip, usual pink scar on his lip stretched silver. Your knees don't reach the cushion he's on properly, so you place your feet right above his own for leverage, legs folded tight.
His fingers dimple your waist as you lower yourself onto him, breath rushing out of your lungs as he fills you, aching, burning, a stretch you'll never really get used to, the pinch deep in your core causing discomfort to clump your lashes together until you're flush against him.
"Sit real pretty now. Gotta wait f'r Price t'give me my earnin's."
You're gonna rip his ear off with your teeth if you don't get to come soon.
"Claws in," he mutters, thumbing your pebbled nipple through your shirt. "Won't be too long."
(It was too long but worth every bloody second in the end.)
#i did it#are yall proud of me#cod smut#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley x you#john price x reader#john price x you#simon ghost riley#john price#simon ghost riley smut#john price smut#cod mw2#kinktober 2024
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