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[largodrive15]

Z Supply Time Out Crop Tank Old Rose

The Time Out crop tank is made of modal spandex jersey knit fabric, with a flattering squared neckline and doubled lining in the front for extra coverage. Pair with the Free As A Bird pant.

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[spurgie-cousin]

Apparently Jill was/is back in Florida with David and the kids that didn’t go with her the first time. Makes me wonder if Nathan and Nurie aren’t going to the wedding because why wouldn’t Jill just wait until they come up to Ohio? Unless they went down to retrieve Nathan and Nurie and the kids to drive back up with them?

I think I saw they were back in Ohio recently and were just dropping off tracts for missionaries at Nathan's church, or something like that. I can't imagine Nurie would miss their wedding, just for optics sake if nothing else, but you never know (and if she did 👀 that would be some tea).

The drive from Nurie's area is like 15 hours I think? I'd guess they come up sometime that week before the weekend, it feels like they're always in town for a while when they visit.

[supercantaloupe]

oh i didn't get to mention it before sound check but barber of seville act i on the met radio today on my drive to the venue :)

[trabandovidas]

Espero que esto no te incomode, pero lei los tags acerca de como escribir a personas hablando en lenguaje de señas, y me gustaría saber si tenes algún consejo para hacerlo pero en un comic(?) la idea que yo tenía era mostrar el movimiento de las manos en el globo de dialogo, pero no sé

No hay problema alguno! Aunque de antemano voy pidiendo perdón si algo no sale muy coherente o hay errores gramaticales, por acá ya pasamos las 2am y llevo dos horas escribinedo esto😅

Mi mayor consejo para este tipo de cosas, por más que suene muy brusco u horrible, es no lo hagas a no ser que sepas algo de dicha lengua de señas

Las lenguas de señas son, al fin y al cabo, lenguas. A la hora de plasmarlas en tus comics, también estás plasmando su gramática y su léxico, y si no sabes ninguno de esos dos va a estar complicado. He visto muchos casos en donde la gente intenta dibujar una o dos señas de todo lo que se dice, basándose en una búsqueda de léxico (palabra fancy para "vocaulario") en internet y en donde terminan embarrándola bastante feo. Ojo! esto no quiere decir que sea imposible, se puede hacer sin saber la lengua de señas, pero es abrirse a muchos posibles errores.

Por ejemplo, es muy común que la gente piense en la lengua de señas como una variación visual del idioma hablado de un país, y que quieran aplicar el mismo orden de palabras de la lengua oral en la lengua de señas, cuando muchas veces estos difieren, ya que son lenguas independientes. O esperan que las lenguas de señas sigan una equivalencia de 1 seña = 1 palabra, y hagan sus traducciones en base a este presupuesto. Sin embargo, una seña puede ser toda una expresión y varias palabras pueden traducirse a una sola seña. Así mismo, una palabra sola puede corresponderse a varias señas diferentes, o varias señas a una palabra. Por ejemplo, en la Lengua de Señas Uruguaya (LSU) hay 3 o 4 formas diferente de decir "solo/a/e", otras 3 (o más) para "igual"; pero una misma seña puede referir a "leer-los-labios", "oralizado/a/e" u "oralista", dependiendo del contexto.

Uno de los mayores errores que veo es gente que piensa la frase en una lengua oral, y luego la traduce mal en base a lo que encuentra en internet, o una pregunta rápida a alguna persona sorda, con poco o ningún reparo por la gramática de la lengua. Esto se puede evitar, ya sea aprendiendo la lengua primero, o no hacer algo que escapa nuestras capacidades. Sin embargo, si las ganas de hacer el comic es más grande que correr este riesgo, un par de consejos de como reducir este riesgo son:

Trabaja junto con varias personas sordas e interpretes a todo momento. Esto va tanto para sí sabes la lengua como si no

Cuando les estés dando la frase o palabra a traducir, busca que el contexto siempre este claro. Siguiendo el ejemplo de las diferentes señas para "solo" o para "igual", la seña que vayas a usar varía según el contexto, de que se está hablando y de que forma, y con quien, etc. Si yo fuera y le preguntara al primer sordo como se dice "igual" me va a dar una seña, pero cabe la posibilidad de que esa seña no sirva y este mal en el contexto en que yo la preciso, y que la que precise sea una de las otras que también existen.

Siempre que puedas, no hagas vos la traducción, sino que toma las frases o palabras directo de personas sordas (de preferencia, aquellas que sean nativas de la lengua, y no que la hayan aprendido hace un par de meses o uno o dos años)

asegurate que los sitios que uses para sacar la gramática y el léxico sean confiables, y que, o sean hechos por sordos, o tengan la colaboración de estos

Utiliza la menor cantidad de señas posibles, para reducir el riesgo

Después, otros consejos, que sirven tanto para si sabes o no la lengua:

Tomate un tiempo y observa a varias personas hablando en una lengua de seña. De preferencia la que vas a plasmar, pero para cosas más generales cualquiera sirve. Observa como hablan las personas oyentes o que suelen señar con menor frecuencia. Observa como lo hacen las personas sordas/aquellas con mayor exposición a la lengua, y como se suelen diferenciar (por ej: aquellos con menor experiencia, o menor grado de fluidez, tienden a usar pocas expresiones, a señar "chiquito", contra el cuerpo, y con una gramática más asemejada a su lengua oral que lo que lo hace una persona con más fluidez, así como también a usar la voz o modular más que lo que haría alguien que sabe hablar bien la lengua -aunque no son los únicos que lo hacen. Las personas sordas oralizadas también tendemos a esto último, sobre todo cuando se aprende la lengua de señas de forma tardía).

Del mismo modo, observa como interactúan. Como mantienen el contacto visual, como retiran objetos que impiden ver al otro, como hablan cuando están uno al lado del otro, como lo hacen cuando estan frente a frente, como y cuando se interrumpe a la otra persona, como se le llama la atención, etc.

Observa también como señan según el espacio en el que están y segun la cantidad de luz que hay. Todo esto te va a ayudar a representar una conversación más realista. Por ejemplo, en un lugar con menos luz, la gente tiende a acercarse, para así ver mejor. A veces las personas o algún vehículo se atraviesa en medio de una conversación y te perdés de una parte, o hay gente que cuando pierde el interés en una conversación rompe el contacto visual, etc. Todo está en los detalles

Con lo de contacto visual, tené en cuenta que uno no mira solo a las manos, sino a un "recuadro" que va desde más o menos la mitad del torso hasta una mano por encima de la cabeza. Este es el lugar en donde la persona seña, y observar este "plano amplio" permite seguir toda la oración sin tener que estar constantemente cambiando de lugar la mirada

Y cuando uno seña, no siempre está mirando a la persona con la que está dialogando. En realidad, muchas veces, uno mira sus propias manos o hacia un punto en el espacio, según lo que esté diciendo y el cómo (por eso insisto tanto en el observar a otras personas hablar, no sé si muchas personas sepan de este tipo de cosas)

La lengua de seña se conforma por varios componentes, no solo las manos. Las expresiones faciales y los rasgos no manuales en general son algo a tener en cuenta a la hora de dibujar una seña. Por ejemplo, en LSU, la seña para "gordo" incluye el inflar los cachetes y encoger un poco los hombros, y esto tiene que verse reflejado en el dibujo dado que es parte de la seña

la entonación o intención (si es pregunta o no, si alguien está enojado o emocionado etc) de una frase muchas veces se comunica a través de expresiones y del lenguaje corporal y eso tambien debe verse reflejado. Por eso tanto la insistencia en saber la gramatica de la lengua

La ubicación de la mano, el movimiento, la orientación de la palma y la forma de la mano, así como la expresión, son muy importantes. Cambiar uno, a veces incluso ligeramente, significa que puede estar haciendo un gesto sin sentido o una señal diferente de la que pretendía hacer. La precisión es clave en este tipo de cosas

En lo personal, me gusta más cuando de toda una frase, se seña la última o las últimas señas. Muchas señas juntas en un mismo dibujo termina siendo bastante difícil de descifrar

Y, nuevamente, personalmente, me gusta más cuando la seña esta correctamente ubicada en el cuerpo del señante, y no flotando al lado, en un globo de diálogo o fuera de este, pero eso ya si es 100% gusto personal

El sistema de dibujo que (muy personalmente) me gusta más, es, como dije, la seña en el cuerpo del señante, y marcar la dirección de la seña con flechas y enumerando los diferentes movimientos si los hubiere

busca y revisa el trabajo de otras personas a la hora de dibujar señas. De momento solo me acuerdo de rodrigonzalez87, sordo uruguayo; jenafloydart sorda de EEUU si no me equivoco?, y caldatelier que es filipino, todos en instagram. También está la tienda web DonSigno, pero en este momento no recuerdo si una tienda de personas sordas o no. Pero igual hay montones de dibujantes y de artistas sordos que podes buscar para tomar inspiracion

Y ya por último, y sé que esto suele ser una crítica muy grande a shows y películas más que nada, pero que yo aplico también a comics: por favor no cortes en el dibujo las señas. Con esto quiero decir, que se vea por completo la seña en el recuadro, o al menos un 95%. Es muy frustrante ver como alguien hace uso de tu idioma y lo agrega a su obra para hacer arte, para luego solo mostrar un pedacito de la mano o ir cortando la frase casa dos segundos/cuadro de por medio. En la comunidad Sorda shows que hacen esto suelen ser visto como "hearing pandering", es decir, el hacer el show o peli para los oyentes y que estos disfruten de ver una lengua "exotica" y no para visualizar o representar a los Sordos o las lenguas de señas. Si hay algo que yo buscaría evitar, sería esto mismo

Y la recomendación obligatoria que siempre hago: en este post (también hecho por mi lol, aunque está todo en ingles) hay más información de como funcionan las lenguas de señas y conceptos falsos que se tienen de las mismas, así como varios comentarios por otras personas S/sordas e hipoacusicas sobre la comunidad Sorda y las personas S/sordas en general

[factual-fantasy]

Heya Factual! Been a bit! Hope you're having a good day! Really been enjoying your slime rancher Submas AU, and I'm. Glad to see the group's made it through the (presumably) hardest bit of their time on the ramge, and it's sweet to hear you intend to draw them some more in the future! Here's to hoping we get some more wholesome antics to recover from all the angst...

Also, since it's been such fun watching you craft this new universe these past weeks, I of course had to tailor my Asks to it- the first of which is: is this version of the far far range souly home to Pokemon inspired slimes, or does it still house a mix of the original slimes as well? And can the Pokemon slime become largos too? If so, is it perhaps part of their evolution? Are their slimes for every legendary? Is there an Arceus slime!?

And on that topic, do you think any other characters would translate over to this universe? Would there perhaps be slime versions of Grimace and the gang hopping about? maybe I'm overthinking it, but could team Rocket perhaps persist as a slime smuggling syndicate? With Jessie, James, and their loyal slime Meowth!?

Thank you!! I'm glad you've been liking my slime rancher AU stuff!! :DD Now as for your questions...

I'll be replacing all the in-game slimes with Pokémon. Its not exactly like "this Pokémon takes the role of the tabby slime, and this slime takes the role of the honey slime". Its just all random. Although I did want there to be a "pink" slime of sorts. (A common slime that could eat anything.) And so I made the Trubbish line take that "role" <XD

And in case you're wondering which Pokémon will be added? I plan to just have the Unova region Pokémon present. With only a few exceptions here and there. Its makes sense considering all the humans in this AU are from that region <XD Here are some more examples of Unova region slimes! :)

As for if the Pokémon can become largos? I haven't really figured that out yet.. I feel like it would be cool if the base slime to largo transformation mirrored Pokémon evolution.. buuut I'm having trouble figuring out how that would work as you can see here..

This also begs the question of reginal variants. Maybe it would work like this..?

Ahhh Idk, I'm still thinking everything over <XDD

Also, "Is there an Arceus slime?" Well he doesn't look like your typical slime.. but he's there!

While we're on the subject of legendaries, the ones from the Unova region exist! And I know Giratina isn't in Black/White, but since I added Arceus.. I let him take the place of Tarrs...

I haven't decided if any of the Pokémon slimes can even turn into Tarrs or not. I kind'a like the idea of Tarrs being these unknown beasts that are separate from slimes.. hmm.. who knows <XD

And lastly, Grimace and the gang? And team rocket? I don't think I'll be adding them in canon.. although I did draw a slime Grimace and Sylvester the other day! :DD

Aaaanywho, thank you for the ask! It really got my creative drive going for some reason XDD I've been pretty distracted these last few days working on my live Violet dex.. but I'd still like to come back and draw more for this AU sometime! Thanks again! :))

[ofmdrecaps]

09/23-25/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Kristian Nairn: Beyond The Throne Release!; Rhys Darby; Leslie Jones; Rachel House; CW: Roaches: Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Lindsey Cantrell; Crew For Life Hoody; Adopt Our Crew: Prompts/Research; Bi+Sexuality Day; Watch Party Reminders; Fan Spotlight; Love Notes;

Hey crew, sorry I've been completely exhausted the last few days, having to be up early with kiddo and drive down to see my dad + crazy work hours. I am just... flat out of it, sorry! Trying to get caught up today, this is going to be a 3 dayer to try and catch up quickly. Hope you all are doing well and having fun honking!

== Kristian Nairn ==

On September 23, Kristan's Beyond the Throne was finally released!!!

Kristan was on NBCNews and Pix11News!

Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

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Kristian was featured in the New York Post and Screenrant!

A lot of the crew has been expressing excitement for the book!

Still looking for a copy? Maybe a signed copy? You can grab one on his linktree!

== Rhys Darby ==

Sept 23rd was Rhys and Rosie's 27th anniversary! Happy Anniversary you two!

Speaking of Rhys and Rosie -- Friday Sept 27, Rhys and Rosie will be doing an episode together!

Source: David Booth's Twitter

Rhys is going to be taking a big part in BadJelly! (Guess who else is there? Pop Pop (Cohen Halloway!)

Source: BadJellyTv / Rosie's IG

Are you gonna be in LA on Oct 1? You can check out Rhys' "Saying Funny Things Society" at the Largo Los Angelos! Get tickets here.

Source: Rhys Darby's Twitter

== Leslie Jones ==

Leslie's off to see the yankees!

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== Vico Ortiz ==

For Latine Heritage Month, Vico was featured in a Glaad article!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

== Samba Schutte ==

There's quite a lot of speculation going around because of how active Samba is regarding AoNZ and OFMD....he's been sharing a LOT of @adoptourcrew's Glaad Media Awards stories...

And reminding us he went to New Zealand 2 years ago...

And.. what is with these Roaches in a box? Some folks have said... 3 pictures = S3, some have said they see S3 in the roaches themselves. What do you think?

Source: Samba's Instagram Stories

PS: I love that the Advanced Chemistry Movie Socials are clowning with us all.

Source: AdvancedChemistry Twitter

== Rachel House ==

Can it be? Is The Mountain finally coming to dvd and digital! Apparently! Oct 2 is the day in the US - AoNZ Oct 1!

Source: TeMaunga's Instagram == Linds Cantrell ==

Lindsey with a new Haircut!

Source: Linds Cantrell's Instagram Stories

== Crew For Life Hoody ==

Final hours for the ShopStands Crew For Life Hoodie!

Source: ShopStands.com

== Adopt Our Crew ==

Our crewmates over at @adoptourcrew have been trying to keep engagement gowing with a couple prompts! If you have twitter please hit them up, they'd love to hear from you!

Source: AOC's Twitter

Source: AOC Twitter

Our Friends over at @adoptourcrew also put together some cool research regarding shows that have been picked up by Netflix! Check it out here!

Source: AOC Tumblr

== Watch Party Reminders ==

Sept 26 is the end of Season 1 of OFMD with @adoptourcrew and @astroglideofficial!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter

== Articles ==

The Mary Sue put an article out about the OFMD Cancellation, but it caused a little controversy because of this glaring error:

If you wanna check the article out below here it is:

Source: Sorry I can't remember who I found it from initially!

== Bi+Sexuality Day ==

Happy very belated Bi+ Sexuality day! As always-- you are seen, you are valued, you are valid; no matter who you've chosen to partner with, or who you've been with in the past. So much love your way lovelies <3

Source: Glaad Instagram

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

New Episode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction-- this time The Fluff Episode! Check it out on their linktr.ee!

And new episode of Gay Pirate News Hour on October 5th! Check it out on Our Flag Means Fanfiction Youtube!

Source: Our Flag Means Fanfiction Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Alrighty lovelies, I wanted to get so much more done today but I ran out of picture room and I'm catching up on so many things so everything is behind. I want you to know that you are doing a great job out there. Not just with clowning/honking, but with life in general. Things keep happening, and you keep on kicking, and that means so much to me, so much to your crew! We care so deeply about you and so when you succeed, or you struggle, we want to be there with you every time. <3

This world is hard, but you keep being kind regardless, and we're so proud of you for that. Sending so much love crew <3

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[romanceyourdemons]

do you have a really really beginners guide/recs to film noir? i don’t know anything about the genre except the detectives which i’m now gathering is Incorrect

here’s a list i made a couple years ago, obviously this is biased by my experience/preferences but every film on this list is a good one

Important Noirs

The Maltese Falcon (1941)

Double Indemnity (1944)

Detour (1945)

All the King’s Men (1949)

The Bigamist (1953)

Mildred Pierce (1945)

The Third Man (1949)

Key Largo (1948)

The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946)

The Sniper (1952)

The Killers (1946)

Important Proto-noirs

M (1931)

Little Caesar (1931)

Underworld (1927)

You Only Live Once (1937)

Marked Woman (1937)

Important Neo-noirs

Chinatown (1974)

Devil in a Blue Dress (1990)

Black Coal, Thin Ice (2014)

High and Low (1963)

North by Northwest (1959)

Mulholland Drive (2001)

Blue Velvet (1986)

Insomnia (2002)

Psycho (1960)

[lovinglokilaufeyson]

The Grinch

Pairings: Loki x Fem!Reader

Warnings: FILTHY Smut, Bondage, Multiple Orgasms, Fingering, Oral Sex (Fem receiving) Possession, Dom!Loki, Sub!Reader, Angst (it’s in there somewhere, I’m sure), Fluff

Wordcount: 3,829

Summary: Loki Laufeyson is the Grinch of Asgard, and it seems only one thing will cure his lack of holiday spirit: You. 

A/N: Just a warning that I started this little write about 2 years ago, but got the inspiration to finish it, so here it is. If the writing is a tad inconsistent, I apologize. However, I think this time of year is perfect for this post! Also, I recognize that there are some plotholes, such as Asgard having cars and phones and all, but honestly I was getting a little lazy to try and fill them. Let's just say that the holidays are celebrated on Asgard because of Thor's rule. However, most of this is pure, complete smut.

Loki Laufeyson. Well known by your town to be one of the meanest, cruelest, and most terrifying beings. He was unusually cruel to humans, children, and he had an incredible disdain for the holidays. He had an extreme lack of holiday spirit, and everyone knew it. 

Your best friend, Y/F/N, came tumbling towards you, finished with her classes for the day. Sadly, you weren’t taking any of the same core classes, but you still maintained a sturdy friendship, and for that, you were grateful for. It was officially December 23rd, and you and Y/F/N had a tradition to go and look at all of the Christmas lights around the city. 

As you wandered around the city, wrapped in your jackets, you and Y/F/N noticed something. The lights in the city were no longer the bright, colorful ones, but replaced with dreary colors, like black and grey. And the next day, when you attempted another go around, the lights had completely disappeared. Why? You didn’t know.

“Y/N, I think we should try something new this year.” Y/F/N spoke, and you looked at her with a puzzled look. You weren’t exactly sure what else you could try in this town. It was small, but well suited for everyone living in it. Everyone knew everyone, the same stories carried on from generation to generation, but that’s how everyone liked it. They weren’t suited for big, bustling cities like Perero, or Largos. At least the ones that stayed.

Y/F/N blindfolded you, and you felt your mind trying to identify your location by the twists and turns she made with the car. But you still didn’t have a clue. When she pulled you out of the car, you felt a chill run up your spine. “Y/F/N?” But she was already in the car, driving further and further away. You took off your blindfold and cursed to yourself, stomping your foot dramatically. “Ugh!” She did this same thing on Halloween too, except it was much more fitting then. Now, with the higher altitude, you felt as though you might freeze to death. You went to grab your phone out of your jacket pocket, but soon realized that you had left it charging in Y/F/N’s car. You cursed to yourself oncemore, trying to think of ways out of this situation she had put you in.

After about 20 minutes of wandering, you came to the conclusion that she was not coming back, at least for a while. You decided to try and find a safe place to camp out, though you weren’t sure if that was possible. You quickly spotted an entrance into what seemed like a cave, and jumped at the opportunity. Entering the cave, you shook with fear, anticipation, and from the cold. Your face must’ve been red in the cheeks and on your nose, that’s how you were when you got cold.

Suddenly, a voice from the other end of the cave frightened you like no other. In a smooth, yet tough voice, a man spoke. “Don’t you know how to knock?! It’s rude to trespass on private property!” You shook with fright, hearing those words.

“I’m very sorry sir! My friend abandoned me up here and I’m very cold. I thought I could seek shelter inside. I’m sorry I didn’t think about it beforehand.” You spoke hesitantly, yet hoping that he could possibly take pity on your situation. He was closer now, you could tell. You smelt the slight, woodsy fragrance repelling itself off of him. “I’m so sorry. I’ll leave.” You began to turn before you felt a cold hand grasp onto your wrist, harshly.

“No.” And before you knew it, you were pulled into the light of his home, seeing his face for the first time. His chiseled features outlined by the shadows from the candles on the walls. He was very handsome, you noted. But, as you looked closer, you realized something.

This man was none other than Loki Laufeyson. The man that destroyed Christmas every year, that dreaded the holidays, and that tried to make everyone’s life in this town a living hell. He stole Christmas lights, gifts, every holiday decoration you could think of. All of it, gone in an instant. No one ever knew why, or even had a clue. Even Thor Odinson, Loki’s step brother and the leader of Asgard, could never answer why. He, like the rest, didn’t know.

“I-“ you began, trying your best to back away from his presence and outside the cave. But that did not go along swiftly with Loki. He tightened his grip, and you quickly complied. You didn’t want to anger him any further, so you decided to just go along with what he said. Though it was hard to bare.

“Come with me, pet.” You followed Loki into a quaint, cozy bedroom with a king sized bed, and a fireplace in the corner, both lighting up the room and warming it all at once. You were extremely cold before, but the warmth helped.

“Now now, you can’t just come into my home without something to offer me, see?” He whispered, a smirk forming on his delicate lips. “What do you have for me, darling?”

“I- um” You stuttered, seeing a smirk appear upon his face.

“Nothing?” His eyes pierced, focusing in directly at you. You nodded your head in fear.

“I’m sorry.” You spoke, your stutter prevalent.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m sure we’ll find something.” He laid you down on his bed, covering you with a blanket he had in a dresser drawer on the other side of the room. “Sleep tight, darling.” He whispered as he tucked you in.

-

Waking up, you cursed to yourself for a moment, before realizing the events the night before. You were in Loki Laufeyson’s residence, and you had to figure out something to ‘offer’ him.

Suddenly you realized you couldn’t move your arms, nor your legs, and you panicked. As much as you tried to escape, you knew it wouldn’t happen. Your binds seemed to tighten every time you tried. As you looked over, you noticed the black leather that surrounded your wrists and ankles. There were handcuffs restricting your movement.

You shook your head as tears welled up in your eyes. What was this monster planning?

"Darling, you're okay." You turned and saw Loki, standing their intimidatingly. Though his words were sweet, his stature was not. He had a stoic expression on his face. "Don't cry." He spoke, as the tears in your eyes welled up even more, coming so close to spilling over onto your cheeks. "Please don't hurt me." You begged. "Oh darling, what I want to do to you is far from hurting you." He chuckled, then backtracked slightly. "Well, for the most part."

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't think that Loki Laufeyson was drop dead gorgeous. You knew that his brother, Thor, was the king of Asgard, but there was no denying that Loki was mysterious and oddly arousing. There was just something about him. Suddenly, you were imagining Loki shirtless, on top of you, thrusting into you.

"Darling?" You snapped out of your trance, your cheeks turning crimson as you looked at him. "Sorry." You spoke. "Listen, you're safe with me. I'm not going to do anything you don't want to, love. However, the offer does stand. Seeing as you're the most gorgeous Asgardian woman I've seen in my time, and those thoughts that just played through your dirty mind, I think you'd like what I have in store for you." He winked playfully, a subtle smirk left on his face.

Fuck. He was so tempting.

"I'll undo your cuffs for now, doll. But you can let me know, okay?" What was this? In comparison to the man you met mere hours before, he was kind, almost softly dominant? Maybe his intimidation was just a mask, and Loki was really just a teddy bear on the inside.

The truth was, Loki hadn't met a kind stranger in a long while. Let alone someone so beautiful, innocent, and breathtaking. Not that the thoughts that you had of him were very innocent. There was just something about the aura you gave off that just screamed ruin me. Loki was very willing to fulfill that. Eager, even. Initially, he was annoyed at the presence of someone at his door. However, the more he was around you, the more his heart was warmed. Loki was unsure the last time he felt this way. With the death of his parents and his brother ruling the entirety of Asgard, he always felt ostracized. Since his invasion of Midgard in 2012, he would never be the good guy. Loki felt like he was born to be a villain.

"Wait-" you spoke suddenly, as he got to the first cuff. You contemplated for a moment, but then thought. What do you really have to lose? Loki Laufeyson was a beautiful man, and you really had nothing better to do for the time being. Given that your friend decided that it would be a wonderful idea to drop you off in the middle of nowhere to freeze in mid-December. The worst that he could do was kill you, and you figured that if that was your fate, Loki already would have made it so. "I want you." You stumbled out.

Loki put your ankle back in its place, then tutted as he walked his fingers along your shin. You shivered, but weren't able to move your body but a mere centimeter. "You do, darling?" Loki questioned, running his fingers up the inner portion of your shin, making his way up your leg. Soon, he had reached your inner thigh, and just with the mere touch of his fingers, you felt a puddle form between your legs. "I want you so bad" you moaned, and a smirk formed on Loki's face. "That is wonderful to hear, my love." Oh Gods, my. He said my love, and if at all possible, that made you even wetter than before.

You couldn't believe it. A God was about to take you, completely. Entirely. To be quite frank, you couldn't wait. Loki, however, wanted to take his time. Devour every last bit of you, slowly. He didn't want to miss a single bit of you.

It was at this moment you realized that your clothing was going to be shredded. There was no way to get anything off without A) removing the cuffs or B) ripping it off. You knew that in your current state, you had no patience to have multiple steps for your clothing removal. It needed to be RIPPED off. STAT.

Loki, sensing your anticipation, began to strip you of your clothes. First were your pants, which he tugged at before they ripped at the seams and came clean off of you. You had forgotten about your emerald lace underwear until now, which was a pleasant surprise for you. At least you were wearing something flattering, you thought.

"What a treat... you look like a goddess, darling." Loki spoke, and you stumbled out a "Thank you, L-Loki." "You're welcome, pet. You know, I think I might have to keep these for myself" he spoke, running his fingers along them. He brought his mouth close to your heat, and you felt yourself tense up. "Shhhh, relax my love." He spoke, and you felt your body fall limp slightly. His lips met the strap on the side of your leg, nipping at it with his teeth before he finally grasped it and pulled it. With that, your panties snapped off, and they hung delicately from Loki's mouth. He took them, folding them and shoving them into his pocket.

"Oh darling, you are a treat." You blushed as he stared at your dripping heat. "Dripping for me, and I've hardly even touched you. Do I even need to touch you, my love?" He questioned you. "Please, Loki, please touch me." You begged. "As you wish, doll." He buried his face into your folds, his tongue violating your clit almost immediately. "Fuck FUCK- Gods- Loki-" you squirmed, but he reached over to hold your hips down with his hands. His tongue spiraled delicately around your clit, putting the perfect amount of pressure on it. You could barely have a single thought with how much pleasure Loki was putting you through.

You felt the warm pressure building in your stomach, and you knew what was coming next. Loki however, wanted your climax to be on his cock. Your first, at least. He lifted his face from your heat, and you groaned, the lack of stimulation almost painful. In contrast to how much pleasure you had felt, this almost felt - wrong. Like you and Loki were made to touch and pleasure one another. To - dare you say it - love one another? No, no Y/N you thought to yourself. It's far to soon for that.

Loki placed himself on his knees in between your legs, preparing you and himself for what was about to happen. He knew that he wanted to take in every bit of you as he thrusted in and out of you, so his next order of business would be to remove your shirt and bra. Grabbing the bottom of your shirt, he spread his hands outward, ripping your shirt down the middle. He went for your bra next, using the same method to get it off of you. Your boobs gave a jiggle as the bra came off of them, and he eyed them, taking them in completely. He licked his lips, and you got eager thinking about what would be coming next. Hopefully you, you thought.

Loki brought his hands to your tits, slowly rolling your nipples between his fingers, to which you moaned in delight. You nipples were always a sensitive spot for you, and a sure-fire way to get you turned on even more than before. If that was even possible. Loki stepped back for a moment, and you both felt the unfortunate, cold feeling of decreased touch. Not for long, Loki thought, immediately discarding his clothing on the floor. His large member stood high, indicating that he had been erect for quite some time. His leather pants did little to hide that fact. "Oh, my sweet dove. You look so ready for me."

"I am ready" you nodded eagerly, and Loki chuckled at your state. Your arms and legs splayed outwards, your body completely exposed, your heat wet for him. All for him, you thought. You didn't remember the last time that a man made you feel this way. However, Loki wasn't necessarily a man - he was a God. And it definitely showed.

Loki rubbed his tip against your wet folds, gaining some lubrication. "Tell me if you want me to stop, angel." You nodded in understanding, and Loki began pressing the head of his cock into you. You moaned, and he stopped for a moment. "Gods, you're so big. Fuck." After a few moments had passed and you adjusted to his size, you nodded, indicating him to continue.

He pressed onwards, stopping every few seconds to let you adjust to him. "You're mine, darling. All mine." He told you as he inserted his entire length inside of you. "Say it." He demanded. Feeling the entirety of him, you couldn't deny his statement. "I'm yours, Loki" you agreed. You couldn't wait for him to make his mark on you.

Loki began to thrust, ever so slightly at first, penetrating you, filling you more than any man ever had previously. His tip pressed against your cervix, his shaft rubbing elegantly against your g-spot. And his fingers, oh Gods his fingers - they were circling your clit, flicking it this way and that. "Mmmmm" you moaned for him, feeling a similar warmth in your stomach as you did previously. It kept building, especially with the way his fingers played with your clit.

He began thrusting faster, mumbling something about "how tight" you were. To tease - as much as you could in this state - you pulsed your canal, pulling him inwards and tighter than before. "Oh, you little-" Loki spoke, offput by your sudden movements. He thrusted even faster now, disabling you from making any more motions that you did previously. With his right hand still continuously stimulating your clit, he brought his left hand up to play with your nipple. "Lokkiiii" you moaned as this swift movement brought you much closer to climax.

"Are you close, my dear?" You nodded, unable to get any more words out. "Me too" he groaned. You felt his dick throb inside of you, and you knew Loki was about to cum. With one last circle of your clit and roll of your nipple in his fingers, you were brought to the edge. Loki's thrusting slowed as he pumped his semen inside of you. You shook with pleasure, your canal pulsating as you climaxed.

Loki began working on the cuffs, removing them first from your ankles, then your wrists. Redness surrounded them, but it wasn't anything a little rest couldn't fix. Loki brought his mouth to the sites, kissing each one.

"That was amazing, dove. You were amazing. Such a good girl for me." You shivered at those words, they likely could have been enough to make you cum yet again. You were able to move now, and decided to try and make your way off of the bed. As your feet hit the ground, however, the rest of your body tried to tumble. Luckily, Loki was observant next to you, and saved your from your fall. "Careful, love."

"T-thank you." You stuttered, looking up into his big ocean eyes. Loki leaned down to kiss you, still holding your body steady. One hand on your lower back, the other on your butt. He released the kiss for a moment, ready to give you an offer.

"Now, my darling, though I love to see my cum dripping onto your thigh, would you like to take a bath to clean up?" You nodded hesitantly, and Loki helped guide you to his bathroom, where he started the bathtub and placed some rose petals inside.

"After you, milady." He spoke, and you climbed into the tub. It was cozy, your whole body was surrounded my warmth. Loki climbed in behind you, and you sat yourself onto his lap. His member pressed into your back, but it wasn't nearly as erect as it had been. Not for long, at least. You and Loki sat in the tub for a few minutes before his need to make you cum returned. Sneakily, he brought his right hand around to your nether regions once again, immediately finding your clit. His other hand worked hard on squeezing your left breast, and as you were about to turn to dispute, Loki's lips were on yours, silencing you. You were completely at his mercy.

After a moment, Loki's lips let yours go, so that he could speak. "How many orgasms do you want tonight, my love?" At this you nearly choked, barely being able to respond. You shrugged, but Loki had an idea. "How about until the only thing you can think of is me, and the only word that flows from that pretty mouth of yours is my name."

You shuttered in response, but Loki knew it was what you wanted, too. He continued his assault on your clit and breast, tongue intertwined with yours. You lifted your legs to lay on either side of the bathtub, giving him a bit more room to work with. Soon, you felt that same feeling fill up your stomach, preparing you to climax. You began to moan uncontrollably, and Loki knew you were close. "Lokiii" you groaned out, your clit still slightly sensitive from earlier. You were, once again, on the edge.

Your calves and feet began to tense and you began to shake from the pleasure that overcame your body once again. "Fuck, Lokiiiii" you whimpered, the circulating of your clit was becoming too much. You were going to cum again. You became undone in Loki's arms, and he gave you several moments to regain consciousness. Not that you weren't conscious, but what you were experiencing was not of this universe. That you were certain of.

"Did that feel good, dove?" You nodded, still trying to respond despite your loss of sensation from every sense except touch. You were hyperaware of all the pleasureful sensations that overcame you, to the point where your sight, hearing, smell and taste all faded slightly.

After you and Loki both cleaned up in the tub, he started the drain. The petals slowly floated to the bottom, some suds still remaining. Never had someone prioritized your pleasure so much. And Gods, it was amazing. Had you died? Were you dreaming?

"I can assure you are not dreaming, my love. However, it seems you are still thinking of other things besides myself..." Loki brought his hand to the small of your back and began to bend you over. His cock hardened to it's entirety once more, and he forced you to watch in the mirror as he took you for a second time. He had leaned you over the counter so you had a detailed view of how precisely he pounded into you. You tried not to look at yourself, but Loki pulled your hair so that you were forced to watch the gratified faces you made with each and every stroke.

Not only did Loki make you cum again in this instance, he made you cum about 5 other times that night. You were his, and he, yours. For once, you were glad that Y/F/N abandoned you in an odd part of Asgard. In fact, you wouldn't have had it any other way.

-

That year, Loki felt a reason to be in the holiday spirit. Though he had initially planned, like every year, to diminish Asgard of its holiday decorations, it took a mere snap of his fingers to bring color back to the city. And so he did, you immediately jumping into his arms as you watched the city be refilled with vibrancy. "Hey Loki" you whispered, and he turned towards you. "Yes, my love?" A curious expression played on his face, waiting for you to answer.

"Can we do something fun?" Loki grabbed your hand, squeezing it slightly. "Like what, Y/N?"

"I want to get hot chocolate and roam downtown and look at all of the holiday lights." You told him. "Well, if my darling insists..." He smiled, holding you close, watching as your cheeks and nose turned pink with the nippy weather.

You and Loki wandered downtown Asgard, as promised. Hot cocoa in one hand, fingers intertwined on the other. Many Asgardians recognized Loki and smiled at the two of you, knowing that his cold heart had been warmed by you.

[rjzimmerman]

In a first, sea-level rise drove a cactus to extinction in U.S. (Washington Post)

They once stood sentinel near the edge of the ocean. Giant columns of green studded in spikes, adorned with garlic-scented flowers and decked with woolly hair so thick it looked like snow had somehow accumulated in the subtropical heat.

Now scientists believe the Key Largo tree cactus, which grew in the Florida Keys, is the first plant of its kind to go extinct in the wild in the United States due in part to sea-level rise. Its disappearance, they warn, is a preview of things to come for other low-lying coastal species if human-caused climate change continues unabated.

“It’s a big deal when we lose species from an entire country,” said George Gann, executive director of the Florida-based nonprofit Institute for Regional Conservation.

Scientists have warned for a while that global warming threatens to batter many species. The loss of this cactus underscores how climate change is driving extinctions in real time — not in the future, but today.

“For me, it was devastating,” said Jimmy Lange, a research botanist at the Fairchild Tropical Botanic Garden in Florida who monitored the Key Largo tree cactus for years. Lange, Gann and other researchers described the local extinction in a study published Tuesday in the Journal of the Botanical Research Institute of Texas.

“This is such a glorious plant,” Lange said.

The tree cactus persists elsewhere in the Caribbean, including parts of Cuba and the Bahamas. But the stand lost on Key Largo to saltwater intrusion from rising seas and soil depletion from high tides and hurricanes was the only one known in the United States. This coastal plant with the snowy fur is Florida’s latest victim of sea-level rise, fueled by the melting of glacial ice thousands of miles away.

Discovered in 1992, this solitary stand of Key Largo tree cactuses sprouted from a limestone outcrop bordered by mangroves on Key Largo, a 33-mile-long island south of Miami popular with tourists. At night, its cream-colored flowers reflected moonlight and attracted bats that actedas pollinators. The magenta fruit that grew from the pollinated plants lured hungry birds and mammals during the day.

Botanists first noticed a problem in 2015 when they discovered something had almost entirely chewed through many of the cactus stems, probably in search of water. Only 60 individuals were left alive; half the population was gone.

The perpetrator may have been a raccoon or rat, though a wildlife camera never caught a culprit. “We’re not 100 percent sure,” Lange said. The team began rescuing stem fragments the following year.

Then in 2017, Hurricane Irma sent a 5-foot storm surge through Key Largo. The cactuses had endured hurricanes before, but the rush of seawater from that Category 5 storm accelerated the die-off. Past research has shown higher mortality rates for tree cactuses in saltier soil.

Even after the skies cleared, “king tides” boosted by sea-level rise continued to bring destructive saltwater within inches of the plants. The higher tides may have even made freshwater less available to small mammals and prompted the frenzy on the cactuses stems to quench their thirst. “But we can’t say for sure,” Lange said.

[reverieinter]

* Drive off the darkness once more...

La noche caía sobre la ciudad de Berna, cubriendo las calles con una neblina fría que parecía emerger directamente del Rin. Las sombras se alargaban mientras la luz del día desaparecía, envolviendo la casa del Profesor Maximilian Steele en una oscuridad inquietante. El imponente edificio de estilo victoriano, con sus gárgolas de piedra y sus ventanas altas y estrechas, parecía más un castillo que una residencia. Pero esa noche, esa fachada inamovible se convertiría en el escenario de una revelación devastadora.

El aire olía a cuero viejo y papel, impregnado con el aroma de su té de bergamota que se enfriaba lentamente sobre su escritorio. Frente a él, antiguos informes de la Academia yacían abiertos, aunque su mente estaba lejos de las palabras impresas. Los últimos acontecimientos lo tenían preocupado, pero no podía predecir el golpe que estaba por llegar.

Un golpe seco resonó en la puerta principal, sacando a Steele de su ensimismamiento. Se levantó con calma, ajustando la chaqueta de su traje gris oscuro. El reloj de pie en el pasillo marcaba las ocho cuando Steele abrió la puerta, revelando a tres hombres que no estaban allí por cortesía. Sus uniformes, con insignias internacionales, hablaban de un asunto serio. El que parecía ser el líder del grupo dio un paso adelante, sacando un documento de su abrigo largo y negro.

— Profesor Maximilian Steele, — comenzó el hombre con voz firme y cortante, — soy el Inspector Nathaniel Hawke, de la Interpol. Tenemos una orden de arresto en su contra, bajo sospecha de estar involucrado en la desaparición y posible asesinato de Piers Campbell.

Steele parpadeó, incrédulo.

Piers Campbell, no solía ser el más brillante de la Academia a simple vista. Sin embargo, algo en él nunca terminó de convencerle. Hasta que sus sospechas hablaron por sí solas cuando descubrieron su conexión con La Legión de Reverie. Luego, ¿qué pasó? Desapareció. Como una botella que se lleva el mar.

Había desaparecido hacía semanas, dejando tras de sí un rastro de preguntas sin respuesta. La Academia se había sumido en el caos tras su desaparición, y Genevieve Laurent había tomado las riendas de la institución. Pero la idea de que Steele pudiera estar involucrado en su desaparición era inconcebible.

Antes de que pudiera responder, los oficiales comenzaron a moverse. Dos de ellos, fornidos y serios, avanzaron para esposarlo. El frío metal de las esposas contra su piel era tan irreal como las palabras que acababa de escuchar. Steele no opuso resistencia; su mente, afilada como un bisturí, ya estaba procesando la situación, aunque el shock inicial lo mantenía en silencio.

— ¿Tiene algo que decir? — preguntó el inspector Hawke, sus ojos oscuros observando a Steele con una mezcla de desconfianza y curiosidad.

Steele levantó la mirada, sus ojos azules reflejaban una confusión que no había mostrado antes, pero también una determinación fría. — Tengo derecho a guardar silencio —, respondió con voz serena, aunque cada palabra estaba cargada de la incredulidad que sentía.

El inspector Hawke asintió, como si hubiera esperado esa respuesta. — De acuerdo. Pero quiero que sepa que cuanto antes colabore, más fácil será para todos. La situación es grave, profesor.

Mientras lo escoltaban fuera de la casa, Steele observó las sombras alargadas en el suelo, proyectadas por las luces de los coches patrulla que esperaban. Cada paso que daba lo alejaba de su hogar, de la seguridad que siempre había sentido en su estudio, entre sus libros y sus pensamientos. El aire frío de la noche mordía su piel, pero no lo suficiente como para despejar la niebla que empezaba a nublar su mente.

El viaje en coche fue silencioso. Steele, sentado en la parte trasera, miraba por la ventana, observando las luces de la ciudad pasar a su lado como fantasmas. Su mente estaba atrapada en un torbellino de pensamientos, intentando comprender cómo había llegado a esta situación. Recordaba la última vez que vio a Piers, tan carismático como siempre. Fingía que no sabía nada, que era un charlatán.

Pero algo sí era: un imbécil.

La investigación en torno a la desaparición de Piers había sido intensa desde el principio. Se habían barajado múltiples teorías, desde un secuestro hasta una fuga premeditada, pero ninguna prueba concreta había surgido hasta ahora. Sin embargo, la implicación de Steele en todo esto era algo que no podía comprender. Había dedicado su vida a la academia, a formar mentes jóvenes para que se convirtieran en los mejores detectives del mundo.

Ser acusado de un crimen tan atroz era una traición a todo lo que había defendido.

Esta información sólo es de conocimiento OOC, ningún estudiante fue testigo de la detención de Maximilian Steele.

[thegeneticopera]

MR. LARGO'S REPO SITE MASTERPOST!

in this post, I will link all the sites I deem important and where I draw a lot of our rare images and lore. I will also teach you how to access these sites since flash is no longer available!

Also, if you have any questions, need any help, you find that a link is broken, or you find a link that you feel should be added to this list, don't hesitate to dm me:

Discord -> luigilargo or my main @captainspaulding

First thing's first: In order to actually see a lot of these sites, you gotta have Flash. As we all know, Flash was discontinued in 2020, but thanks to some nerds out there, someone created a custom version of pre-2020 chrome with flash installed!

I've already backed this zip file up to a drive folder for you. All that is needed is this:

Download and extract the zip file. It is 100% safe because it's mine, and this is what I use every day.

Open the folder, do not delete or move anything obviously. Open the Google Chrome application

This will already have flash preinstalled. You don't have to do anything. To be safe, google Flash Checker and open the site, right-click the box that says you need Adobe Flash and run it. If you can see the animation, that means Flash is working ☝️😎

You may have to turn it on each time you reload a new web archive page and may have to right-click the flash animations to turn it on. Otherwise, you're all set, and you now have Flash just like the good ol days!

Now with that outta the way, here is a list of all Repo! related sites that you can access through the wayback machine:

Repo! film site

Repo! stage play site

GeneCo site (this one is still up and running so it can actually be accessed without wayback)

Zydrate site

Anti GeneCo blog site

Repo! members site (this one I so far have only been able to access the homepage, but I'm putting it here in case someone can figure out how to see more since this site apparently had lots of art and bts things for the film)

MySpace links:

Pavi's MySpace

Amber's MySpace

Shilo's MySpace

(as of now these are all that I can access, if anyone has working links to view the others please dm us so we can update this list)

It should go without saying that these are archived sites, a good chunk of the images are broken and its up to you to sift through all the snapshots and find working pages!

Have fun and I will update this list with any new sites or information I find.

- mod luigi

[charleslee-valentine]

Largo Family name etymology:

With Repo! being set in the future, there are a few characters with names that aren’t necessarily used in the modern lexicon with any meaning. For example, Rotti is short for Rottissimo, which isn’t a real name to us. Since his shortened name is though, Rotti means ‘famed.’ Rotti is obviously a man admired for his advancements in transplant technology, who took advantage of that fame to control everyone and everything. Without his fame on the island, he wouldn’t have the ability to convince the public the murders his repo men commit are acceptable. This meaning is crucial to his success and legacy, which is, afterall, the whole driving force of the film and passing on Geneco.

His oldest, Luigi, has a name that means ‘warrior.’ For him, this has double meaning. First being his temperament. Luigi treats every person with the same ferocity, the same strength, and the same hatred. He has a warrior's spirit and intensity, activated whenever he wants, against whoever he wants. His attitude is a result of his upbringing, making his father the commander of this warrior. The second meaning is about his potential illness. Because of the scars all over his torso, and Pavi’s comments on his lungs, it is assumed that Luigi received total organ transplants as well when the rest of the population started suffering. While the surgeries could have been for vanity, it is assumed they could’ve done a better job on designer organs than leaving jagged and dark scars all over the place. In that regard I think Luigi is both a warrior because he’s a survivor of Geneco’s surgeries (and likely test subject for his father’s advancements based on the timeline) on top of being just a vicious man.

Paviche is another name which formally has no meaning, but the shortened version that he uses, Pavi, does. Pavi means ‘passionate,’ befitting of a man who speaks in mock Italian, a language of love, and who seduces the genterns. His idea of passion is the romantic kind, driven by his deepest value that he’s named after. It’s arguable that he’s passionate about Geneco as well, but he doesn’t show that as well. His rift with his siblings is hardly more than just squabbling rather than a passion of his.

The youngest being Amber of course has two different names. Her name from birth was Carmela, which means ‘fruitful.’ She was created as an heir to Geneco in the case the boys failed. Considering Luigi’s illness and temper, plus Pavi’s stutter as a child, Rotti likely had a third child as a fail safe. Carmela was a name that assumed she would continue the family legacy and the apple wouldn’t fall far from the tree. It’s no wonder she hates and changes it. To Amber, which means ‘jewel’ instead. All she wanted was to be a shining, precious, beloved and beautiful thing. The traits that matter to her have nothing to do with Geneco, even though she ultimately ends up running it. Her vision for herself is to be appreciated and valuable. Rotti’s vision for her was to continue to force his way no matter what. Amber, reinvented as such instead of Carmela, will make the future her own.

[fieriframes]

[So how do you feed all these East Coast folks when they come down to Key Largo? If they want some real-deal, oldschool Italian American food, well, you bring 'em right here, to DiGiorgio's Cafe Largo.]

[blackjackkent]

question brought up by listening to Breaking Benjamin and realizing i haven't added any new songs to my library in, uh.... a While. what are your favorite songs by them?

also bc i'm obsessed with these songs, i highly recommend Godhunter by The Aviators and Beautiful Is Boring by BONES UK. Godhunter gives me big DnD campaign vibes and Beautiful Is Boring is heavily tied to Bloodborne for me bc of a fantastic amv someone did on here. ALSO speaking of video games i'm obsessed with. Outer Wilds. 1, listen to Travelers from the ost (absolutely gorgeous song imo) and then 2, listen to A Terrible Fate from the ost. it's phenomenal in the complete opposite direction. oh god and also ABZÛ, that soundtrack is gorgeous, it's by Austin Wintory who also did Journey

okay i'm gonna go now before i start recommending literally all the osts i listen to lmao

also pls give Alonzo scritches for me

Ooooooooooh! Thanks for the recommendations! Godhunter in particular really slaps! I love hard-driving songs that also focus heavily on melody (one of the things that appeals to me with Breaking Benjamin). I'll definitely check out those two OSTs also; I love video game soundtracks as a work background. :D

My personal favorite video game OST is the Hollow Knight soundtrack, which IMO basically doesn't miss. (Though particularly shoutout to the theme for my boy the Dung Defender.) I'm also a big fan of the Guild Wars 2 raid soundtrack, particularly the theme for the Twin Largos.

To answer your original question, though - I love a lot of BB's songs (they form a very high percentage of my shuffle playlist), but these ones are probably my top favorites:

Failure

Anthem of the Angels

Dance With the Devil

Dear Agony

Into the Nothing

Unknown Soldier

Wish I May

Until the End

Blow Me Away

Forget It

Away

Believe

Also, shameless self-promotion since you mentioned liking AMVs - I'm still very proud of this set of AMVs I did quite a long time ago (a decade ago, oh God) during the depth of my Mass Effect obsession, using some of my other favorite Breaking Benjamin songs:

Mass Effect 2 ("I Will Not Bow")

Mass Effect 3 ("Breathe")

Citadel DLC ("Can't Hold Us") - Pentatonix, not Breaking Benjamin, but I also love how this one turned out. XD

Omega Tribute ("Breakdown")

Mass Effect 1 ("Had Enough")

One of these days I wanna do some BG3 vids in this style but who knows if I'll ever have the time, lol.

[mehlopina]

Hablemos de la vez que Nahomi Gomez le superó a Dalas Revew y Domentio en ser un asco total

Tal vez este sea un tema que deba dejar morir pero una parte mía no lo puede permitir y más por lo que hizo Namy Gaga/Namy G y el hecho que casi se haya salido con las suyas.

Contexto:

En la época donde la funa a Namy era más fuerte(2021-2022) se crearon grupos para reunir pruebas de todas las cosas que a hecho a lo largo de los años, estaba el grupo principal de Facebook"Namy Gaga nos funo" y un grupo privado de Messenger "La funa definitivamente a Namy Gaga", el grupo de messenger fue creado con el propósito de recopilar todas las pruebas importantes relacionado a Nahomi, crear un documento drive explicando punto por punto y de ser posible enviárselo algún Youtuber para que los expusiera

En el grupo había personas que realmente le importaban las víctimas de Namy, Mely y Evan(en esos momentos solamente conocido como "Ev" por parte de las viejas capturas en las que este hablo por primera vez sobre su relación con Namy)

NUNCA SE BUSCO FORZAR A LAS VÍCTIMAS A HABLAR, SI SE ANHELABA SUS TESTIMONIOS PERO NADA DE FORZAR NI REPETIDAMENTE INSISTIR QUE HABLEN POR QUE TODOS ERAMOS CONSCIENTES QUE SE TRATABA SE UN TEMA SUMAMENTE DELICADO Y NAMY TIENE LA REPUTACIÓN DE SER ALGUIEN AGRESIVA Y ACOSADORA

¿Habían llegado escuchar algo de un supuesto plan de doxeo ?, la respuesta es que ¡NO!,¡NO ESTABA EN NINGÚN PLAN HACER ALGO ASÍ! incluso el doxeo estaba muy mal visto dentro del grupo

necesito que recuerden esto:

NAMY ES CAPAZ DE EXPONER A QUIEN SEA SIN IMPORTAR DE SI ES UN MENOR O ALGUIEN TOTALMENTE AJENO A ELLA POR TAL DE VERSE COMO LA JUSTICIA O POR SUS PROPIOS BERRINCHES Y YA LO HA LLEGADO HACER

Por qué Recalcó esto?

Bueno, es momento para hablar sobre como "una cuenta desconocida " (que MUY PROBABLEMENTE se trataba de un amigo del circulo cercano de Namy si no es que la Gr00mer misma defendiéndose en una de sus típicas multicuentas)

nuestra bebita de 27 añitos favorita llegó a un punto de que finalmente contestaría a la funna y los crímenes que hizo, como ?, como el único truco que se sabe: Berrinche, victimización, mentiras, justificación, manipulación y acoso, y es aquí donde entra esta cuenta

Si ustedes vieron el vídeo más reciente de Biotex en el que se expone los actos más asquerosos de Reina Gaha, sabrán que ella y sus amiguitos más cercano tienen siempre la brillante idea de abrir cuentas múltiples por tal de proteger el gordo y celulitico trasero de Reina Gaga

Por favor, TOMENSE el tiempo y lean cada captura y dense cuenta de las múltiples contradicciones que este usuario "héroe sin capa " misterioso que se contacto con ella para pasarle pruebas de una funa que "no sabía " y presten atención la curiosa forma en la este la defiende y usa los mismos argumentos que ella y el como se contradice

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Amalia

Creo que con todas las crisis posibles que nos inventamos las personas a lo largo de nuestra vida, dentro del paquete de “La crisis de los 30” que me descargué a mi disco duro el año pasado venía incluida una extensión relacionada con cómo me visto. Me cuesta hablar de mí, me cuesta comenzar frases con “Yo soy…”, me cuesta definirme, pero poco a poco voy conociéndome y aceptándome (todavía más importante). La ropa puede parecer un tema banal, no voy a citar a Miranda Priestly para desacreditar esta afirmación, aunque podría (if you know, you know). Aunque si estás leyendo esto es probable que eres de las mías, sabes que la ropa es mucho más que pedazos de tela que te cubre el cuerpo. Todo esto para decir que estoy revolucionando mi armario para redefinir qué se queda, qué se va y qué entra. Siento que me he alargado más en la introducción que en el quid de la cuestión, pero hasta aquí por hoy. Me encanta este look con un traje de mi madre, polo y boina de segunda mano, bolso y pendientes de Júlia, zapas regalo de Aitor y el anillo más grande que tengo hecho por mí, con mis manitas. ¿Este es mi nuevo avatar? ¿El avatar de una nueva era? Puede.

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I think that with all the possible crises that we people invent throughout our lives, the “Midlife Crisis” package that I downloaded to my hard drive last year included an extension related to how I dress. It's hard for me to talk about myself, it's hard for me to start sentences with “I am…”, it's hard for me to define myself, but little by little I'm getting to know myself and accepting myself (that’s even more important). Clothing may seem like a banal topic, I'm not going to quote Miranda Priestly to debunk this statement, although I could (if you know, you know). Although if you are reading this you are probably one of me, you know that clothes are much more than pieces of fabric that cover your body. All this to say that I'm revolutionizing my closet to redefine what stays, what goes, and what goes in. I feel like I've gone longer on the introduction than on the crux of the matter, but that's it for today. I love this look with a suit from my mother, a second-hand polo and beret, a bag and earrings from Júlia, sneakers as a gift from Aitor and the biggest ring I have made by myself, with my little hands. Is this my new avatar? The avatar of a new era? It might be.

Vintage total look with Adidas sneakers and Zara bag & earrings.

+ Shoot by Júlia.