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thoughtshobbiesdaydreams · 3 months ago
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The GOAT goal-scorer, indisputably (anybody who wants to argue that is very wrong, and frankly stupid)
The argument that he's a one-trick pony is wrong because his goal-scoring highlight reel is the most impressive, versatile, and fun highlight reel of any goal-scorer in NHL history... but also stupid, because what does that mean? He scores "too many" goals from one area of the ice?
An underrated passer; obviously his mentality as a goal-scorer/shooter prevents him from being a top-tier playmaker, but he averaged 56 assists a season through his first 5 seasons in the league; his linemates really let him down after that. Backstrom is the most underrated NHL player of all-time: maybe the best playmaker of his generation, a top tier two-way player as well (he's absolutely Toews' equal, if not better, and roughly on Kopitar's level; he should've won a Selke or two, but he never finished higher than 7th! Voters should lose their votes) BUT... he just wasn't quite the goal-scorer Ovie needed to take advantage of Ovie's passing. ALSO the Caps were "lucky" with what I call complementary 1st liners
(guys I'd say are maybe more 2nd liners than 1st, in a vacuum, but are so well-rounded that they fit on a 1st line seamlessly by complementing the legit 1st liners - a good goal scorer even if not quite a sniper, a really good and smart passer even if not quite a playmaker, a good defender) with Mike Knuble, into TJ Oshie, into Tom Wilson... but Marcus Johansson was really not a good fit there and *really* depressed Ovie's point totals. (On paper he fits that complementary 1st liner mold: really good passer, solid shot, great skater, smart defensively... but he just didn't fit. No shame, nothing wrong with being a nice middle-6 F. BUT we could've drafted Wayne Simmonds, which would've made that Knuble -> Simmonds -> Oshie -> Wilson lineage so satisfying. Oh well.)
but Ovie didn't really have a true goal-scorer on his line after the uber-talented/ultra frustrating Semin left...
And of course, nothing needs to be said about his hitting; when you see the list of, like, the top 20 goal scorers since Ovie entered the league, with their goals and their hits, it's WILD how much Ovie dominates both categories. (He's also MUCH better defensively than he's given credit for. At his age, now, he's a negative defensively, but for the bulk of his career, he was somewhere between mediocre and solid, leaning towards "solid at worst" under Trotz.)
This highlight reel... I disagree with some of the decisions as far as what is honorable mention vs actually cracks the top-10. I would lean towards the milestones being honorable mentions, and his hit on Ruutu shouldn't crack the top-10: it's a really good, textbook hit with great force, but c'mon, dude is the greatest goal-scorer of all-time, a routine hit shouldn't crack the list. (But I get it as an honorable mention, to show off his versatility.) But overall, if you worry less about how it's ranked and focus more on what plays are on here, it's great. And the top-5 is pretty unassailable.
So... enjoy.
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ruleof3bobby · 4 months ago
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SAVAGE ISLAND (1985) Grade: D+
No idea how this movie ended up on my list. But at least I could cross it off. Just a old "B" movie / grind house type film. Will actually be an interesting/average #Netflix movie w higher budget.
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hanakxtoba · 5 months ago
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hikarinokizuna asked:*Ieyasu just having his good time while enjoying the scenary yet peacefully, away from Mitsunari for awhile*
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❄─ ━ áŸÎŒáąâ…°ŐȘ αᚱᚱοѥ The vagabond was out and about as usual while riding his trust steed for a while and just coming up to a shady area in the forest there for a put stop. Sure Toshiie and Matsu are concerned about his future still but time waits for no one!
He was sure that he saw someone familiar, though....maybe his mind was playing tricks on him again so he just shook it off first and relaxed in the shade as usual.
@hikarinokizuna
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thelearningcat · 15 days ago
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Troublemakers, the lot of them.
Except Ovie, she is a perfect angel who just likes to play in the hamper.
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jarurat-blog · 16 days ago
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Jan8,2025
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gummysharksafterdark · 8 months ago
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My alien boyfriend can’t resist just how warm my cunt is. So soft and plushy, he can barely stay composed when he fucks me
 Recently, his body has begun his species’ ovulation period, and he has decided that my soft mammalian body would be a perfect place to lay his eggs.
I can feel his phallus pressing against slowly relenting cervix, a thick protrusion coming down his length and pressing against my entrance. I cry out as the semi-hard egg forces my cervix open too fast for its liking and pops comfortably into my plushy, warm womb. Then, another follows, keeping my cervix from returning to its comfort. Three, then four, then a fifth pop into my womb. I look at my belly beginning to bulge from his eggs inside of me. He’s still not done laying; a sixth pops in, followed by seven, eight and nine. I whine and cling to him while my womb stretches with his young. It begins to hurt as my belly stretches to a degree it’s never had to before, making me feel tight and bloated. He still isn’t finished. For what seemed like an eternity eggs popped their way into my belly, each one stretching it bigger and bigger, until I looked heavily pregnant. I was still expecting more eggs to continue holding my poor aching cervix open, but instead I felt my lover thrust deeper into me and a cool liquid washing over the expanse of my nearly bursting womb. He was inseminating me. I was under the impression that the eggs wouldn’t fully develop, that they would just stretch me for kink purposes. How wrong I was
 my already painful, bloated, tiny little human body was going to be bursting with nearly twenty alien babies soon enough

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butchlifeguard · 2 years ago
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we need to destroy the idea that girls should wear makeup. normalize bare faces on prom queens and flower girls and cheerleaders. no products at all instead of '7 product simple makeup routine.' no more 10 step skincare and regular facials and dermablading and gua sha just to be comfortable with yr natural face. i want to see eye bags on the funny librarian and acne on the swim coach and wrinkles on all our adult role models. i want to see a 16 year old girl that has never tried putting on eyeshadow. i want to see a 7 year old girl who doesn't have to go out and buy powder for her dance recital. i want to see trans women and girls everywhere to never have to wear makeup, regardless of how well they 'pass.' no more 'contouring to look masc' either. a post-beauty industry world is possible
reblogs are on but if you bring up the stage makeup point that i have addressed three times yr blocked on sight â˜č
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fangs-and-kings · 5 months ago
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here's the details for that guy y'all seem to like
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remiratboi · 2 months ago
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I like the idea of being sent to hell for carnal sins, and the punishment fitting the crime, so to speak.
CW: torture, hell, pain, edging, overstim, orgasm denial, mind break, forced sex, monster fucking, beast fucking, object insertion, tentacles, machine fucking, oviposition, egg birth, egg birth denial, size kink, anal, knotting
Every fantasy you’ve ever imagined is granted to you, but in the wrong way. Every single depraved, twisted thing you wanted to experience, even things a mortal human body can’t physically do. It’s hell, so those restrictions no longer apply.
You’re fucked for literal years on end. By everything and anything. Monsters, criminals, beasts, objects, machines, if you can think of it, it fucks you, or someone fucks you with it.
Huge cocks that would literally ruin you in your past life. Strange objects and techniques that would rip you apart.
Tentacles fuck all the way through your body, entering your ass, and thrusting through your throat.
Massive eggs deposited deep in your womb, only for you to have to birth them, your body stretched obscenely and painfully. Just when you finally feel one crown, another huge cock pushes it all the way back into you, forcing it to reenter your cervix.
Massive Minotaurs forcing you down on two of their cocks at once, your mind snapping in half as they slam themselves into you over and over again.
3 headed Cerberus with his huge dick longer than your arm, pounding his knot in and out of your ass at a dizzying speed. Gallons of cum pumped into you until it’s dripping out of your mouth.
Crazed scientists with hundreds of machines to test on you. How much does this one hurt? How much does that one make you scream?
Criminals you knew of on earth who stand against everything you believe in, making you a drooling slut on their cocks. Taunting you for being so easy to break. You’ll just fuck anything won’t you? Even the literal worst humanity has to offer.
Being spitroasted between two huge demons, their tips meeting in your middle, their tails deep in your ass.
So much cum. You’re always filled, dripping, swallowing. Each creature depositing their cum, or eggs, or whatever else inside you and dropping you to crash to the ground when they are done. At all times you’re incubating at least 3 different species.
And the kicker? What truly makes it all the worst punishment imaginable? You can’t cum. You have been cursed to be unable. You live just before the peak at all moments. But you never tip over. You never get to feel the release.
You spend eternity on the precipice of the strongest orgasm anyone, anything, has ever experienced, and you will never get to find out what it feels like.
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hemipenal-system · 3 months ago
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bioluminescent ovipositor đŸ€€
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thornescratch · 21 days ago
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OH NO, longtime heated rivals are actually very sweet about each other!
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biscuitdragonwithastick · 1 year ago
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Imagine your just walking through the woods when a monster rushes you from behind. Sprawled on the ground, helpless under their weight, you wait for the blinding pain of claws tearing through flesh, but it never comes.
Instead, those sharp claws tear through your clothing and you feel blood rushing to face out of embarrassment and confusion. Thoughts rampage through your mind as to what it wants, and then you feel something wet and hot against your opening.
You scramble to get a away but it growls against your neck. It's a monster with needs. It won't let you go until it's done.
You cry out as it thrusts into you. Like an animal, it's only focus is breeding you full of its monster spawn. For some horrible reason, that turns you on. You try to fight how arousing it is to be used like this, that this doesn't feel good at all.
Your voice betrays you though and you moan with an orgasm as it thrusts into you one last time and cums.
You're so ready for this to be all over - to just crawl home and fall asleep in a warm blanket - but then you feel something press against your entrance.
The monster whine and bucks forward. You groan with the force as something pops inside. You have no time to wonder what it is as more of these objects start flood your insides.
Eggs.
You realize that you're being bred with eggs. Your tummy rounds so beautifully with them, your tired mind less horrified and more fascinated to watch it expand with each intrusion.
Finally, the monster pulls out. It carries you back to the entrance of the forest and leaves you there to find your own way home.
All you can think about is how your going to hide this from everyone in town.
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thelearningcat · 25 days ago
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Wait for the scurry out. Impatient bastards
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jarurat-blog · 17 days ago
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lewdsdelta · 2 months ago
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She pins me to the bed, her human form pressing down on me, and her myriad other limbs unfurling from their hiding spaces, exploring my body. "I... want to try something..." they say softly, a blush creeping along their pretty face. "I'd like to see how your body reacts to one of my eggs." I smile, my own blush matching hers, and I run a finger along the thick tentacle snaking along my thigh, hearing their voice utter something gutteral and powerful. "Promise you'll keep me safe?"
"My little pet, my toy... I'd sooner break myself than you." they slide the ovipositor along my thighs, snaking up to my waiting hole... I can't help but gasp every time she slides inside for the first time. It's not like a human member, it's far more active, pulsating and quivering in ways that drive me wild. My gasp soon turns to moaning as she rocks into me, coiling tendrils around my limbs, trailing along and toying with my breasts and ass, and the soft bit of tummy I have between my hips. It's a favorite of theirs, she says it makes me look so soft and motherly... the constant stimulation drives my voice higher and louder, and they match me, groaning and kissing along my neck. "Ah... Princess... I'm so... aghnnn~ so close!" I feel it, the pulsating motion becomes more... driven, and then... my walls are pushed out at the ovipositor bulges with an egg, pressing harder, deeper, working through into my waiting womb... I feel it stretch, and it's so much I scream, my vision going white, an orgasm rocking my body as I feel a sensation of fullness that I could never explain until now. I had one of her eggs inside me, and it showed. They caress the small pooch of my tummy, ever so subtly more rounded now, as I gasp for breath. "I think one is enough for now... maybe next time... two?"
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pickledpet · 4 months ago
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imagine being stuffed full of eggs upon waking up, you have no idea how they got there or who put them there. you're in a rush to get to work but realise you can't step outside with such a distended stomach so you hastily yank your pants off, squat down and push as hard as you can, you even press down on your belly hoping to speed along the process. soon handfuls of golfball sized squishy eggs practically pour out of your slick cunt. the attempt to resist touching yourself is futile. when you look up you realise you're running late and you must get out of the house NOW. you attempt to clean yourself up and get dressed all under 5 mins then you're out the door
little do you know that you still have a dozen squishy eggs nestled in your womb and the only thing keeping them from slipping out is the fact that they're gradually expanding
before the end of your shift you'll look almost undeniably pregnant.
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