#pvp

[hexane-nightmares]

PvP (Pigeon vs Pigeon)

Laughing Dove

Spilopelia senegalensis

I don't know what was going on here. It appeared one was repeatedly pouncing on the other. Perhaps a mating display, competition for mates, competition for something else, or just play? If anyone knows, I would be interested.

Sky Edwards

2024

Canon R7

Canon EF 100-400 L IS USM

[rhymeswithchronic]

Okay listen so we’ve all heard about how ParkCiv is a really good analogy for late stage capitalism that has been simplified into an easy to understand in an easily digestible format for younger audiences to learn and understand, but CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE INTENSE MORAL QUESTION THAT PVPCIV PRESENTS?

What is the value of a human life? Is the suffering of one person acceptable if it means a life of peace for the rest of the world?

Evbo originally tried to get out of his first 1v1 by claiming that he has a wife and kids, which implies these family units DO exist in some way.

While the people we see that are eager for “The Chosen One” to appear so they can gain everlasting life are all fighters, not everyone who lives in this world is on their own. There are likely mothers, fathers, children, natural leaders, amazing people that are clinging onto life by only a few swings of the sword. It’s not just violent fighters, it’s likely normal people trying to simply get by day to day life.

Is it selfish of them to want to be there for their families, friends, etc.? To fear death? Is it selfish of Evbo to try to escape his fate of being essentially a pig for the slaughter forever?

Is world peace worth the suffering of a single person?

If one person has to suffer for an eternity to bring peace to his civilization, someone with no friends, no family, no ties to the world, is that okay?

Is it okay to torture someone in any circumstance?

I don’t have any clue whether this kind of thought was intentional, but this is SUCH a vivid and interesting moral dilemma. It’s the trolly problem made physical. Of course everyone wants to say that it’s never okay to facilitate the suffering of another individual, but in a world where your continued death spreads life and allows families and friends to remain together for the entire natural lives, would you even be able to continue saying that? Or would you be willing to accept that this is the price, and an innocent person has to pay it.

Would you partake? Observe? Fight back?

It’s SO FASCINATING and I am IN LOVE

And it’s once again presented in such a simple and easily understandable format that it is available for everyone to consider.

GOD my brain has melted into a gooey puddle on the floor please send help

[moisellethefae]

New pvp zone just dropped

[theshadeblindcolor]

Do I dare drop a PvP civilization AU? Yes, yes I do.

I love Minecraft Jesus, I’ll talk about PVPain later, but the little thing about it, Evbo gains scars every time he is killed and he ends up going on a rampage, killing guards, to escape.

[itsyouch]

I thought I wouldn't finish this but autism took over

[undead-knick-knack]

*sighs deeply*

[okolnir]

due to no one making crystalline conflict merch, i made these for myself

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[todayontumblr]

Friday April 21.

Yes, That Is Right—Blaze Other People's Posts.

Oh, what's this here box? Pandora? Who the heck's Pandora? Ahh, I'm sure she won't mind

...

Ah. Ok. It is now we understand, Pandora. Sorry about that. After taking a look in this here chest of yours, just yesterday, Thursday the 20th of April, it turns out that this was not perhaps the wisest move. Inside its splintering oak, we found instructions for Blazing other people's posts, and it appears we got a little carried away. We removed this guide from the ol' trunk and let it free to the good people of Tumblr and, well. It's all beginning to get a bit Hunger Games in here, and we suspect we only have ourselves to blame. But what's done is done as far as #tumblr blaze is concerned, so it is on us to make the best of it.

* vintage cartoon anxious gulp *

And with great power comes great responsibility. This is something that Tumblr understands profoundly, and we can rest certain that users will wield this newfound ability with that sagest, most timeless advice in mind. So if, for example, they were lout browsing in the marshes of the dashboard and were to stumble upon an image of a pug with the smiling mouth of a human, we could trust them to do what they know to be right—and stay away, for everyone's sakes.

This is it people x

[hatiralarmi]

KO-YARDİM - SİLVER

Koyardim.com'un Kocuce Pvp Sunucusu, rekabetçi ve ilgi çekici bir oyun deneyimi arayan Knight Online oyuncuları için popüler bir platformdur. Knight Online Pvp Sunucularının tanıtım sitesi olan Kocuce, üyelere sunucularını tanıtabilecekleri ücretsiz bir alan sunmaktadır. Sunucu, Türkiye'nin en kalabalık 83 lvl Pk Sunucusu olarak bilinen ve LogosWar 2023 kocuce oyuncularının bulunduğu v24xx platformunun bir parçasıdır. Kocuce Pvp Server, zorlu ve heyecan verici bir oyun deneyimi arayan oyuncular için mükemmel bir seçimdir. Kocuce Pvp server, onu diğer sunuculardan ayıran bir dizi benzersiz özellik ve yön sunar. Platform, forum, discord ve veritabanı, dosyalar, kaynak, src, editör, sorgu, kaynak kodu, lua, harita, v24xx, v1299, v20xx, ko-cuce dahil olmak üzere çeşitli kaynaklar sağlar. Ayrıca Kocuce Pvp Server, oyunculara birbirleriyle rekabet etme ve ödüller kazanma fırsatı sunan popüler bir etkinlik olan #DeathKO #v24xxLightFarm dahil olmak üzere çeşitli etkinlik ve aktiviteler sunmaktadır. Sunucu aynı zamanda oyun deneyimlerini geliştirmek isteyen oyunculara bilgi ve ipuçları da sağlıyor. Kocuce Pvp Sunucusunda oynamak Knight Online oyuncularına çeşitli avantajlar sunar. Platform, oyuna tutkuyla bağlı oyunculardan oluşan bir toplulukla zorlu ve ilgi çekici bir oyun deneyimi sunuyor. Ek olarak sunucu, oyun deneyimini geliştiren bir dizi kaynak ve etkinlik sunar. Ko server tanıtımı ve kocuce Pvp Sunucusu, rekabetçi ve heyecan verici bir oyun deneyimi arayan ve diğer Knight Online meraklılarıyla bağlantı kurmak isteyen oyuncular için mükemmel bir seçimdir.

[ideaticaphelion]

puyo puyo tetris is a pvp game, i think everybody would agree, in which two players compete at independent tasks wherein success at ones task hinders the others ability to succeed

team fortress 2 payload race pits two teams against one another with both having the same end goal; they desire more or less the same result and are only "competing" to have done the best at that by the end. like they have a "canon" reason to fight but thats not important. this is also pvp i think we can all agree again - and if you disagree with my reasoning, we can instead turn to operation (1965), in which the end goal is unquestionably "to collectively remove all of the ailments from cavity sam" while still being unarguably pvp

in many competitions (i.e. archery, curling, etc) the end of the game is not determined by when a player gets a certain number of points, but by time or a certain number of attempts by each player or whatnot

as such, an experience where players are performing individual, separate tasks, which can make the game more difficult for the other players when performed successfully, and where all players have the same end goal, which is judged at the end of a certain length of time, is pvp, yes?

most asymmetrical multiplayer games offer up the idea that one party can hinder the other, while the other cannot respond in kind, while still being considered pvp; see "among us", among any number of other examples

now, consider The Safeway World Championship Pumpkin Weigh-Off; a competitor in this competition (or "pvp match") has no real agency in their own victory (on account of being a pumpkin), while still being a competitor (or "player") in the game.

if we agree that the above is true, then we must agree that a contest consisting of two players performing completely different tasks, in which one party may obstruct the other through their own success, both players having a shared victory condition of "most success within a set time period" (rather than "defeating" the other), even if there are competitors that don't necessarily have any agency in how well they perform, is a pvp game

therefore, if we were to start scoring pregnancy,

[aspect-illidan]

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[zeephyre]

CRITICAL ROLE CAMPAIGN 3 EP 95 SPOILERS

jesus christ these nerds are going to kill me.

before i get into my think piece abt... everything that transpired at the end of this episode, i would like to say this is one of the best c3 episodes.... one of my favourite episodes of all time. idk idk.

essek? smut? astrid? poly bells hells allegations?? i was already fucking sold dawg. i cannot goddamn believe that this four hour episode was... mostly... a shopping episode. i cant wait for the new art, regardless of the batshitery that happened that kinda throws my vibes off. i digress.

oh ashton greymoore i love you so much. i have been so worried abt them but honestly they're probably the lat person im concerned for currently. the grief was so compelling to watch and taliesin is a master of roleplaying as minus charisma but genuinely charismatic in his dorky awkward gruff and fumbling way. his rizz is actually just blindsiding us with earnest acts of service and comfort for his friends and i think thats so neat. im happy that they're all going to aeor with fcg intertwined throughout their outfits. its poetic and also maddeningly sweet.

(love the little callowmoore moments sprinkled through this episode... they're so real to me)

pumat was fun and i am so damn glad they got all the items matt offered cause they were all so fucking cool.

also??? sugar daddy dorian storm??? yeah i see you gay boy. dorym is so real guys we need to prepare for a confession and soon. idk i get the vibe liam is gonna drop it in the most heartbreaking way. or robbie. they're both sick in the head tbh.

loved the little queer inn that essek dragged them to and the calm before the storm was genuinely the cutest shit ever and im glad they were having fun despite everything. we got the essek and ashton dunamancy scene that i have been begging for but i cant even talk abt that right now.

before i address orym and laudna...

delilah briarwood. im gonna fucking kill you. best believe that.

theres been so much discourse on twitter abt who was right or wrong or this or that, but ultimately the point is: neither of them is RIGHT. they're both stricken with trauma and grief, and motivated by the love they have for a) the ones orym has lost and b) the one laudna is fighting not to lose. laudna WAS worried abt orym before delilah twisted that into paranoia, and orym didnt wield that fuckass blade bc he DOESNT feel sick touching it.

he says its not abt revenge but... god. orym. you want revenge. call it whatever you like but you've been angry for a while.

laudna says she KNEW the sword was cursed, but she was lying or in denial abt the fact that delilah is the one who coerced her to hold the blade in her hand.

if either of them had decided to talk to each other or the group as a whole then this could have -- most likely -- been avoided. orym decided to take the blade and shoulder the burden of what it meant and what it represented so they didnt have. laudna felt betrayed and hurt but instead of trusting orym she was manipulated back into that cunt's clutches.

i dont prescribe to trauma olympics, especially when laudna and orym never actually denied each others' trauma with otohan and that blade so i think its slightly irrelevant when discussing them both.

(i will say this... otohans blade is what killed laudna but delilah is the one who had her in a cage when she was dead. otohan murdered oryms family and there was absolutely nothing that could save them. i firmly believe THAT is what chetney meant, not that laudna hasnt suffered so we can all just... unclench a little idk)

in all the discourse, lets not forget who the real villains are -- evil milfs (delilah and otohan). delilah chose this moment to sew distrust in laudna towards orym for a reason. its like the spider queen and opal. she NEEDS laudna isolated and dependent, and she cant sink her teeth in completely if laudna has someone to fall back on.

imodna... jesus imodna breaks me every time. that entire scene on the roof while laudna looks so much like her abuser -- the woman who MURDERED her -- and having that visage fade as laudna proclaims her love for imogen. peak romance and tragedy.

it was still so upsetting hearing the echoes of delilah as laudna spoke tho. knowing her hold on laudna is getting stronger and laudna has no real faith that she will be able to fight against her. hearing her ask imogen if shes still fun scary and knowing that imogen cant tell the truth. this isnt fun anymore. laudna is in danger and imogen doesnt know how to fix it.

"I'll always love you, Laudna. I just don't know what to do with it."

its uh its not looking good for our sapphics fellas.

anyway, i do think that ashton was the emotional mvp of this episode, especially while shit was escalating. putting themself between orym and laudna, PROTECTING laudna despite knowing she attacked him, TRUSTING that she was actually telling the truth and guiding her to see the forest for the trees and apologize for an irrational choice made through a mixture of trauma, delusion and paranoia.

im... excited? for the next episode? not sure why we keep having really horrible inter-party conflict the day before going on a suicide mission but the hells are my problem babies and i have to accept that they're just little fucked up guys.

god. is it thursday yet??

(AND WHERE THE HELL IS SAM)

[roses-of-the-romanovs]

Maria Nikolaevna, the Lefty

"Of course, it's more difficult to for Maria Nikolaevna and Anastasia Nikolaevna to write, but all the same, give them my greeting and my impatient expectation from them, a letter, especially from Maria Nikolaevna, from whom I have not received a line yet, and meanwhile I am wondering whether it is true that she forgot me and does not want to write because she is not allowed to write with her left hand, and the right one refuses to write. Yes, and please tell Maria Nikolaevna what I saw five days ago in a dream: her right hand index finger and little finger were bandaged. After all, that's what the thoughts mean. In the afternoon I puzzle in my head, why she does not write, but in my dream I see the reason I did not think about, because I know from your letters that you are all, thank God, healthy." - Petr Vasilievich Petrov to Olga Nikolaevna, 1909.

[brontios-helm]

Destiny 2: Covetous Gaze

[depressopax]

Bon Appetit, baby

Nacho Varga x AFAB reader

Fandom - Better call Saul

Pairing: Nacho Varga x AFAB reader Genre: SMUT/PWP.  Warning(s): Sexual content. MDNI. Reader is gender neutral but has a pussy. Oral sex, overstimulation, teasing, cuss words. Written in 1st person POV and based on an OC. Words: 0.9K Summary: Nacho going downtown on reader ;) English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 || AO3 link || Masterlist || Request ||

The room is warm despite the open window and cold night air blowing through the thin curtains. Or maybe it’s just my body feeling overheated. Sweat drips down my forehead and my whole body feels sticky as I gasp for air. No more. I think but unable to express myself apart from low mumbles and moans. I try squirming away. My body screams for mercy but through the fog of pleasure, I want more. He’s like a drug and I can’t get enough. 

More. 

Still, my movements get more desperate, and his grip gets stronger and more dominant. He growls against my skin, clearly frustrated with how much I’m moving. His strong hands hold my thighs apart. I’m exposed and completely at his mercy.

Just how he likes it. 

“Nacho..” I murmur

“A bit more, baby.” he mutters and looks up at me through heavy lidded eyes. The dark eyelashes almost cover his brown eyes and my blurred sight makes it hard to read his expression.

“Please.” I whisper and I feel his smirk against my sensitive skin. His lips are swollen and wet as he places a gentle kiss against my wetness. Although he is gentle, my overstimulated body hurts from his movements. He brings me closer to a third climax and I know he won’t be satisfied until I’m crying and begging for him to stop. The tip of his nose brushes against my clit and a chill goes through my warm body. 

He’s the devil, my boyfriend. 

At least when it comes to sex. 

Always teasing, always wanting more. 

He looks perfect like this. His strong body pinning me down into the sweaty king-sized bed, his knees resting against the soft mattress, the throbbing bulge in his boxers… The fabric is wet from his arousal, showing how much he enjoys pleasuring me. So much that he could cum undone. I can’t take my eyes off the boner.

How I wish I could help him with that. 

But he keeps pushing away my hands whenever I try to touch him. 

I’m doing this because I want to. - He keeps saying. His muscular chest and abs look stiff, and his biceps are flexing as he grips me tightly. He won’t let me go that easily… All I can do is try to enjoy the pleasure, and breathe through the intense stimulation. 

When he plunges two fingers inside of me, I throw my head back. He stops his movements momentarily, only to grab my chin and gently tilt my head so I look down at him, where he half-lays between my bruised thighs. He has left hickeys everywhere, and the pressure from his palms has left marks too.

“Eyes on me.” he says. Nacho looks at me with love, but his voice is firm and almost annoyed. 

“Sorry…” I hiss and look at him with squinted eyes. 

“Are you gonna cum for me?” he whispers and almost slams the tip of his tongue against my clit. I nod my head. “I can’t hear you, mi vida.”

“Yes!” 

He chuckles at how desperate my voice sounds. Oh, how he loves this… 

“I want to taste you again.” he murmurs and licks his lips, before going back to work. He sinks down deeper and his face is practically buried between my legs. My eyes are glued at the top of his head and the short, dark hairs of his buzzcut. His stubble tickles my thighs and he moans against my pussy. He went from being careful and passionate, to fucking me with his mouth. He is sloppy and messy, tasting me like a starving man. 

I whimper as the third orgasm washes over me, and by pure reflex, I try closing my legs. He spreads them wider than I thought was possible. 

“Mine.” he growls and holds onto me whilst I ride out my high. My hips buckling upwards as he eagerly tastes my release. 

My body relaxes and I sink back into the mattress. I don’t know if it’s tears or sweat that’s soaking my face - maybe both. He finally gives me a break and I sob loudly and try calming myself and relax my sore, trembling body. I feel numb after the intensity of my boyfriend's actions, but I can finally exhale and close my eyes for a bit. When I open them, he hovers over me. His face swells with pride as he strokes my cheek. 

“You did so well for me.” Nacho whispers and kisses my neck. I mumble something in response and I can feel his smile against my neck as he nuzzles it. 

He lets my body rest for a couple of minutes before he pulls his boxers down and frees his cock, which is twitching from arousal. He grins at me whilst rolling a condom over it.

“Just a few more minutes, hmm?”

“...Dickhead.” I reply, but I don’t complain as he slides into my wetness with ease. He looks amused at my words and leans down over me to deepen the penetration. He grunts at the warmth engulfing his length.

“You feel so fucking good. So perfect… Fuck, I love you.”

I let out a moan in reply, embarrassed from the thought that I won't last long. Not now. And oh, he’ll enjoy that. It’ll feed his ego. But still, I let him slide in and out of me and I enjoy the feeling of being one with him. He thrusts into me gently and whispers praise in my ear. I can’t complain tho. 

I’ll get my revenge, eventually…

I'm back with writing YAYY! Enjoy this VERY smutty and... No plot story lol!

Want more Nacho stories? Check out my Nacho AU/Better call Saul x La casa de papel crossover!

[itsyouch]

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