#industrial event

[politijohn]

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An unfathomable amount of money

[sayruq]

[SOURCE]

So when you hear about Biden slowing down arms shipment

It's not because he cares about Palestinians (cutting UNRWA funds, because of confessions obtained through torture, should tell you otherwise), it's because he doesn't have a large stockpile of weapons to send.

[neuroticboyfriend]

honestly sitting here ready to cry learning that Luigi Mangione (The Adjuster) had a spine condition at L5-S1. for him it led to a spinal fusion surgery.

i have a mystery illness at L5-S1. i know the pain that comes there. nothing is ever comfortable. it hurts so fucking badly, and any non-opioid medication can't make it bearable.

i have a medicaid managed care plan, which only very few doctors take. let alone good doctors. i've been struggling for 5 years trying to figure out whats wrong. i see doctors for 5 mins, they tell me there's nothing they can do for me, they don't know what's wrong, say it's anxiety, or my weight, etc.

this man. this man knows my pain. maybe not with the same details, but the story is the same. chronic low back pain in a fucking broken medical system.

i can't even put into words the emotions i have about this. it's evident that Luigi Mangione is such an intelligent individual, and the fact he was driven to this point, instead of being able to live a happy, safe, fulling life - god. it's a crime.

we all deserve better than this. fuck the ruling class.

[paintedcrows-caws]

Front row seat to Alex Hirsch's InMotion London Talk!! Aaaa!! (The high quality close up photos were taken by the wonderful @stupidlittlespirit! Who was sitting with me and had a far better camera, haha)

You can watch the full thing here, recorded by the brilliant Topaz Animation!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hn_O7CMM67A&t=137s

[jakedustry]

𝟕 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 - 𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄

bf!jake x fem!reader

in which The night feels cozy. With your boyfriend's hands wrapped around you as you watch your favorite movie, you think there isn't a better way to spend your night. Until your boyfriend gets a different idea, deciding to make the last seven minutes of the year worth it.

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warnings oral (f. receiving), fingering

↪ izzy adds... munch jake confirmed once again

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Jake pats his lap, his boba eyes on you, carefully watching your every move. You smile, settling yourself between his legs on the couch, his arms wrapping around you immediately to keep you close. You pull a blanket over the two of you, snuggling into his warm embrace as you look up to see him. “I love you,” you mumble. Your boyfriend presses a kiss to your lips with a smile. “I love you too, my pretty girl.” You giggle at the nickname, resting your hands on his. 

The cuddles you share feel like a dream. Your boyfriend feels like a dream. Ever since the two of you started dating he has been nothing but great to you, and you never regretted being with him for a split second. He always knew what you needed, how to take care of you, what to say and when it was best to stay silent. Sometimes, it almost felt like he studied you. 

And as you watch your favorite movie, cuddled up with him on your couch, in the matching set of pajamas he got you for Christmas, you find yourself falling in love with him all the more. If that was even possible. 

Your eyes fall on the clock on your wall, ten minutes until midnight. “I’ll go make us something to drink, yeah? What do you want?” You ask, moving just slightly enough so you can see his face. “Whatever you want to make for yourself,” he answers, rubbing small circles on your stomach with his thumb. You shake your head at him. “You’ll have to let me go for that, though,” you remind him, but he only mumbles some incoherent complaints before he raises his hands so you can get up. 

Jake stays sitting, forgetting all about the movie as he watches you instead, his eyes following your body as you move around in the kitchen, preparing two cups of tea. He can’t help but smile whenever he sees you. He just wants to bite your cheek. 

His eyes shift to the clock when you get back. 23:53. 7 minutes until midnight. He can make you cum in 7 minutes. 

“Baby,” he speaks up softly, and you immediately wonder what he needs with your eyes. “Come here,” he pats his lap again, but this time it feels more suggestive. You bat your eyes at him confusedly, but do as he says, settling yourself on his lap. “Can I eat you out, please?” 

You blink a few times to assure yourself you’ve heard him right before your lips curl up into a smile. “You want to, baby?” He nods immediately. “So bad.” 

So you end up lying on the couch while your boyfriend positions himself between your thighs, slowly licking your clit. It always feels like he is eating you out for the first time and you get drunk on the feeling. His nose pressed against your clit, while he tongue-fucks your needy pussy, or his fingers hitting your g-spot while he sucks on your sensitive bud, it always feels incredible. 

“Don’t hesitate getting louder with me, baby,” he mumbles, pulling his fingers out of your hole, sucking on them before he dives in again, eating you out as if he starved himself days before. It’s like a spell. The moment those words leave his lips, and his mouth goes back to doing something other than speaking, your moans fill the room. His name leaves your lips over and over again, your fingers finding their way to his hair and tugging on his dark locks “Hm?” He hums, quickly looking up to see you. “I’m gonna– gonna–” — “I know, baby,” he smiles, sucking on your clit again. “Just a minute and you can.” 

The minute until midnight feels like hell. Jake is going awfully slow to make sure you won’t finish before the clock hits twelve. “Please, Jake,” you beg him, and you swear you can feel him smirk against your pussy when you do so. 

After what feels like an eternity, you hear the fireworks outside going off, announcing the start of a new year. Your boyfriend takes the sign and before you know it, you are finishing on his tongue. “Happy new year, baby,” Jake mumbles, placing a kiss on your clit as he licks your slick one last time. Your breath feels happy as you repeat his words, wishing him a happy new year. He moves up to face you, pressing his lips on yours, and you don’t even care you can taste yourself in the kiss. “I love you,” you mumble, gasping when he pushes his fingers inside you again. “I love you too.”

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[world-of-celebs]

Freya Allan attends the "Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes" UK Launch Event at the BFI IMAX Waterloo on April 25, 2024 in London, England.

[thefirstknife]

:( 220 less Bungie employees

Gaming industry unionise NOW.

Not much else to say honestly, this is absolutely devastating and, unfortunately, nothing new this year in the industry. It also puts an end to the whole spiel people had last year about layoffs and how they were because "game bad." Now it isn't, this is the best expansion ever and layoffs still happened. It's because nothing about the game impacts this; layoffs happen because of capitalist greed. So many studios suffered the same this year. We need to kill and eat every single CEO.

This will once again be really tough for everyone laid off as well as for the remaining employees. As always, I'd advise against preemptive doomposting about the fate (heh) of the game, mostly because of those who remained and are going to be burdened with working twice as hard. We should also expect things to be a little slower and probably also a lot glitchier for a while so please try and be understanding to everyone who still has a job, if you're continuing to play.

But yeah. Unionise.

[mylittleredgirl]

i also love a folk hero, but preemptively convicting this dude in the spirit of celebration still puts you on the side of the prosecution. you’re publicly agreeing with the nypd. you can see that, right? like for the love of god please cool it with the redpilled podcaster sounding conspiracy theories, but a simple “well i don’t know, it seems to me he could be just some guy” even if you’re winking while you type it is the exact ending to this we’re hoping for. reasonable doubt in the court of public opinion. jury nullification starts with you.

[hussyknee]

History isn't a disparate collection of stories from long ago. It's the necessary context for the present moment and the forecast for the future. All histories are intertwined, and the narratives of power and privilege, oppression and resistance, adversity and triumph are as constant in their patterns as the laws of physics.

[phoenixyfriend]

One of the insane things I've learned due to bingeing political and news media is why the US has such a high military budget.

Like, don't get me wrong, I still disagree with it, I hate the military industrial complex, I do not THINK we should be doing this...

But finding out that a number of countries have more or less officially contracted their emergency military responses to the US does make more sense. We aren't just the US's army, we're functionally the reserves for all of NATO. Europe gives us good trade deals in exchange for being able to borrow our gun guys.

Again, I don't AGREE with this. I'm just much less confused about the WHY now.

Unless I'm wrong about how the budget works, in which case, please explain using pie charts. I like pie charts.

EDIT: Also it's more than just Europe, some noteworthy others being Taiwan, Israel, South Korea, and Japan.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

am thinking dangerous dangerous thoughts of middle-aged milf duo sugusho coaxing you into their long-term relationship . and keeping u there

[politijohn]

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Nothing to see here!

[sayruq]

[emjoy398]

*white knuckle gripping the screen* is there a story mode

[hauntedtrait]

bye bye infanthood!

[jakedustry]

𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍

bf!sunghoon x fem!reader

in which Sunghoon swears he will be back on time, that his friends aren't more important than you, so you believe him, and let him go out on New Year's Eve, refusing to be a controlling girlfriend who doesn't let him out of the house, but you regret it soon enough when you watch the fireworks set off by yourself because your boyfriend isn't home on time.

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warnings reader is called controlling by his friends, broken promises, angst

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“Baby, I’ll be back in an hour max. I promise.” You sigh, looking into your boyfriend’s eyes. You hesitate, glancing at your phone to see the time. “Okay,” you mumble, even though you aren’t happy about it. You don’t want to control his life and forbid him from seeing his friends, but you also don’t want to be alone either. “I’ll just hang out with them for a bit and will be right back,” he assures you, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. You smile, watching him take his jacket and with one last “I love you,” before the door shuts behind him. 

Sunghoon sits in the empty park, his friends around him, laughing over a memory of their trip from last year. Honestly, it felt great. He loved you, with his whole heart, and loved spending time with you, but it’s been so long since he got to hang out with his friends, he needed this. “You were so annoying back then,” Heeseung comments, and Sunghoon has to agree. Riki gasps, but ends up laughing too. “Well, at least I didn’t make it my whole personality having a girlfriend waiting for me at home,” the youngest alludes, making him roll his eyes. “That’s true,” Jake, his best friend, nods. “I thought I’d kill Sunghoon when he spent the whole night talking about her instead of going to sleep.” 

“You guys are just jealous I have a girlfriend unlike you.” 

“Yeah, and where did that get you?” A scoff leaves Jay’s lips, and it makes Sunghoon frown. What was that supposed to mean? “What? I know you guys are thinking the same thing,” he raises his head in defense when he notices all six pairs of eyes on him. “I mean…” Heeseung clears his throat. “You mean?” Sunghoon hisses, and it makes the two exchange a look he can’t read. Whatever the fuck was going on at the moment wasn’t to his liking at all. 

“Well, you know, it took you hours to convince her to let you out with us today,” Heeseung exaggerates. “Come on, guys, don’t be like that,” Jungwon tries to interrupt them before it can turn into a fight, but no one seems to be listening to him. “It’s been forever since we’ve seen each other.” 

“I was busy,” Hoon argues. “It’s not her fault.” 

There’s another look of exchange between the two eldest. 

“Guys, don’t,” Jake shakes his head too, but he has no luck either. 

“And that time when you took her to Sunoo’s birthday party with you and she made you leave early because some girl was apparently all over you?” 

“Well, she was all over him,” Sunoo joins, slowly shutting down again when he receives a glare from Heeseung. 

“Since when do you have a problem with my girlfriend?” Sunghoon asks confusedly, trying to make sense of the whole conversation. Neither of them ever mentioned anything about having something against you, so it didn’t make sense for them to start now. Sure, he had been spending more time with you than with them lately, but that wasn’t your fault.  “We don’t,” Jungwon assures him immediately. “They had too much to drink and don’t know what they are saying. Trust me, Hoon, we think she is great for you.” 

“Yeah, it’s annoying that we haven’t been out in so long, but that isn’t anyone’s fault,” Jake nods. “We’re glad you are here with us now,” he pats Sunghoon’s back in an attempt to calm him down. 

“Guys!” Riki interrupts them, regretting ever teasing him about it in the first place now that he sees what he caused. “You know what we should do? Play,” he says the first thing that comes to his mind, pointing at the empty basketball court ahead of them. Their eyes follow his finger immediately, and it takes no time for them to move. 

The smell of seven sweaty guys isn’t something anyone would adore. But it seems like no one pays any attention to it as they run around, laughing loudly at Riki’s failed attempt at scoring. It wouldn’t have been all that funny if he wasn’t so cocky about it before the ball left his hands. 

“Well, that’s embarrassing,” he mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s because we’ve been playing for so long! I’m just tired,” he tries to excuse himself, but it only causes another wave of laughter to leave the boys’ mouths. 

“Okay, let’s take a break then,” Jungwon shakes his head at the youngest. 

Sunghoon sighs, running his fingers through his hair to get the sweaty strands off his forehead. “I’m never playing with you again,” he mumbles, frowning when the foul smell of sweat reaches his nose. 

“You’re saying that now,” Jake laughs, sitting down on the ground. “I’m glad we got to hang out today, guys,” he proclaims, looking up at the sky. It makes Sunghoon scoff. He is being too sentimental for no reason. 

“No, I agree,” Jungwon joins in, and it’s soon followed by agreement from all of them. “To another year together,” Heeseung laughs, raising his hand as if he were throwing a toast. The rest of the guys follow him, holding up fictional glasses to play along. 

“To another year together!” The seven voices echo through the park, and Sunghoon doesn’t think he could be happier at the moment. 

That is until his smile fades away as Sunoo starts counting down the seconds until midnight, and he realized just how much he has fucked up. 

“10…9…8…” Sunoo starts, the others slowly joining. But Sunghoon doesn’t. He’s screwed. He needs to get home in approximately…5 seconds. He squeezes his eyes shut, cursing himself out as he quickly looks around, trying to find the fastest way to your apartment. 

“Hoon, are you okay?” Jay asks, ignoring the count down and turning toward one of his friends instead. “I need to go home,” he answers, the desperation in his voice making Jay’s eyes widen. “My girl is waiting for me. Oh god, I should have been back hours ago,” he panics. 

The fireworks go off before Sunghoon can blink, and it feels like his whole world crumbles in front of him. 

“I– I have to go,” he only spares his friends a mere look, and before any of them can ask what’s going on, he is running away. 

“Baby–” Sunghoon’s voice breaks as he slams the door open and his eyes land on your figure. He regrets everything. 

You don’t turn around, keeping your eyes on the fireworks outside as you sit in front of your window, trying your best not to cry when you hear his voice. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes. You don’t move a bit then either. “Please, baby.” He sounds desperate. It’s obvious he knows damn well what he did wrong, but for some reason, that hurts you even more. Why would he stay out so late if he knew he would have to apologize when he came back? 

“Sunghoon, not now,” you mumble, keeping your back turned to him. You don’t want to—you can’t turn around. 

It feels like daggers are pushed into his chest when you finally speak up. “I think I’d prefer to be alone for a while.” No. No, no, no. He opens his mouth again, but closes it after an empty breath leaves his lips. He can’t leave you alone. Not now. “Please.” 

He knows it’s wrong, that he should run to you, hug you and never let go again. But your pleas make it impossible for him. So he turns around, one more apology leaving his mouth before he walks out, sliding to the ground right behind your door. 

He never meant for this to happen. He didn’t want to hurt you, especially not on New Year’s Eve when he knew how important it was for you. 

He sighs, resting his head on his knees. It’s not until he hears your muffled cry through the door that it hits him too. He fucked up so bad.

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