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How would our boys react to an MC who blurted out “I love you” mid-intense fucking? 🥺
Mori: Would pretend like it was no big deal, people say weird shit during sex he called a girl mom once but BOY he's gonna lay awake thinking about that later and its gonna give him that little heart palpitation and swooping insides while he tries to convince himself not to read too deeply into it.
Amir: VERY happy to use this to tease the everloving hell out of you. Of course, you love him, of course you're overcome with emotion when he's got you at the climax of an hours-long session. Of course, he loves the sounds of his victims partners exaltations. Unfortunately for him he'll also be laying awake an thinking hard about it. Whether it could be true (he could look into your mind and see for sure if he was so inclined, but he's not. Everyone's entitled to private thoughts), whether he can withstand hearing it again without saying it back when the last time he heard those words was...
Akello: FUkcing would kneejerk say it back and then be mortified. And then he'd stress out that he stressed you out and you'll have to have a big haha awkward convo about it while he squirms and sweats but its very endearing.
Raath: Would literally say "lol" out loud (i'm sorry)
Kazu: Grunts
Marcel: WOW he's suddenly so awkward cause you OBVIOUSLY you were just caught up in the heat of the moment and he promises he won't fixate on this and damn baby you could just have complimented his game haha unless????
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All my BG3 characters
Kassim - Drow / Warlock / Paladin / Charlatan (Main)
Phaere - Drow / Sorceress / Warlock / Durge
Balder - Half-orc / Monk / Rogue / Durge
Raath - Githyanki / Cleric / Wizard / Acolyte
Yvella - Wood elf / Ranger / Rogue /Outlander
Acheron - Tiefling / Bard / Criminal
Cillian - Drow / Warrior / Wizard / Sage
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#bg3 tav#bg3 oc#drow#wood elf#tiefling#half orc#dnd#Kassim#Phaere#Balder#Raath#Yvella#Acheron#Cillian#my ocs#long post#yes I love creating drows#they're my faves
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i will post 100000000 updates on this every day. look at my site boy
97% of the formatting is either broke or not in place yet but the layouts are there, everything that exists is navigable, and i've made decent headway getting all the header images down+starting the galleries.
#IT'S COMING ALONG.................#feat newly-colored art of mecha and raathe#turns out ive made kind of a whole fucking lot of art in my day. who'd have guessed.#this is going to take FOERVERRRRRR#and also need so much space. ik most people host their images externally but.... the point of this is to be a self-sufficient hub#ive seen too many forum webcomics with unrecoverable dead imageshack links.#bweeeaaahh
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Caught up with all the paths in TriCity Monsters! It was worth the wait. Although they tweaked the story for the final version, I don't think I'll be ready for Amir to literally rip out and munch a heart again.
#he's the most intimidating out of the LIs second to Raath!#but gosh darn it what I'd give to be their eye-candy lmaooo#imagine casually paying someone's house deposit just cause you can???#i love this game to bits! 💕💕💕#vn: tricity monsters#personal rant#spoiler#visual novel#wip vn#i love them all ahansksbsksnskskwnwk
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<- he is gripped by dragon age once again
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The other night's doodle comic :)
Guildmaster Aye-aye asking the new recruit Raath of his unusual practice.
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The Escratu are a sophont species discovered on the planet Raath in the year 3864. These five eyed arthropod-like people are descended from carnivorous creatures whose mouthparts fused together into a more traditional vertically opening jaw structure that allowed for a stronger bite force. Their species was once very industrious for a time, building elaborate machinery and attempting to colonize their solar system, fueled by the work of robotics. This backfired horrendously when these robots were programmed with advanced computing, giving them intelligence with none of the empathetic abilities or moral codes instilled by the process of growing from a newborn to an adult, leading them to devise their own schemes for more efficient interplanetary colonization at the cost of Escrat lives. This led to a war between the Escratu and their own intelligent machines, one which came close to wiping out their species. The Escratu developed a highly powerful weapon that was able to create focused electro magnetic pulses, capable of disabling huge swathes of machines from an incredible distance with ease. This eventually won the war, but the Escratu civilization was a shadow of its former self. Rebuilding would take centuries with the countless lives and the amount of recorded knowledge lost in the conflict. Some Escratu took on this work, even continuing research into robotics, but the vast majority took to living simpler lives among the ruins of their world, many even embracing a more actively primitivist tribal lifestyle. By the time the Ecosystem arrived, this had become the norm to the point that the majority of Escratu initially had no interest in trading for the advanced technology that the Ecosystem had to offer, only eventually being swayed into joining the collective after agreements were made to provide Raath with the advanced medical resources at its disposal. The looming threat of another potentially catastrophic war was certainly an influential deciding factor as well. Escratu tend to take great pride in their surviving history and traditions, which some Ecosystem residents view as pretentious while others see it as inspirational. They are also well renowned for their art, such as film and painting, and their savory cuisine.
#the Ecosystem#xenobiology#speculative evolution#speculative biology#aliens#alien#creature design#art#illustration#Escratu
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"Would you believe he was one of the Iron Tenth? He's rather glass than iron. How did he manage to survive so far?"
"There are some things that are not apparent at first glance... Look deeper. The iron might be on the inside."
[unknown warriors on what was once the Rose of Glass]
Kainan Raath, the Rose of Iron, the blood of his homeworld, Medusa.
#warhammer 40k#original character#iron hands#oc art#illustration#warhammer 30k#oc#the rose of iron#digital art#art#digital artist#illustrator#artists on tumblr#eralacrimae
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hello...
RAATH KE 10 BAJNE WALI HAIN!! NEEND NHI AA RHA?!?! JAA KE SOJAO.
Make me :3
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How would any/all feel about a fat MC, especially one insecure about her body and reluctant to let them touch at first, since she wouldn’t believe they were actually into her? I’m on the heavier side and this game is such a good escape for me. Thank you very much! 😭
I've answered a similar ask before but i TRULY love this one because it gives me the chance to shout it out again: across the board, all the ROs are into fat MCs. Everyone moves to physical intimacy at their own pace and I think they'd be good at being insistent enough to prove that they're being honest while making sure they don't push hard enough to make MC more uncomfortable.
Akello used to be really fit but has since put on some poundage as his metabolism slows down but he's accepted his thickness as a blessing. He's well fed, strong, and comfortable with age changing his body. But also I think of all the ROs he's probably the most specifically into fat bodies- fat babes of all genders and presentations feel great in his hands, and he loves the look of a fat ass + thick thighs + belly. PLUS also Akello really likes to eat and he wants to share meals with an MC who's open to relishing the pleasures of life with a little bit of hedonism.
Amir loves Big Girls and Thems and Boys don't let his slender looks deceive you. He also has a very mild feeder kink and would insist that you look adorable when he can get you samples of luxe snacks you've never had before. He knows that a lot of people have baggage about eating and bodies but he's one of the first to INSIST all bodies are beautiful and that conventional notions of beauty are not only impossibly narrow, but also carry gross baggage deeply rooted in racist, classist, and sexist nonsense. Besides if a man who looks like Amir does can't pass the Conventionally Beautiful Margin just because he likes makeup and dresses and huge heels how good of a judge could it POSSIBLY be, obviously he is earth-shatteringly beautiful and they're just insecure haters.
Mori wants to put his grabby little goblin hands all over a fat MC please. He loves big boobs (gnc), big butts, big thighs to get crushed in. He has a little belly pooch himself because he's an irresponsible drinker and eats garbage so he's also one of the LEAST likely RO's to make judgments. He's here for a good time, not a long time, and he wants to enjoy getting physical with MC and explore whatever body they have.
Bonus Mentions:
Kazu may be an insufferable gym rat who meal preps but he also eats like a garbage disposal and food is a huge stress/comfort thing for him. As long as you feel strong and healthy in your body, that's all he cares about. Also he's an ass guy so please don't think a big ass won't get him all worked up.
Raath ESPECIALLY loves chubby/fat bodies. So much for him to grab and bite.
Marcel is kinda like Kazu in that he can be a little bit obsessed with his workout routine but Marcel's more interested in that for himself, not pushing it onto others, especially if they haven't explicitly shown interest in getting a routine of their own. Most likely to brag insufferably about his thicc mc partner as loud as he can, though.
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Round Three: Mbiresaurus vs Kholumalumo
Mbiresaurus raathi
Artwork by @i-draws-dinosaurs, written by @i-draws-dinosaurs
Name meaning: Raath’s reptile from Mbire (after the Mbire district of Zimbabwe, and in honour of palaeontologist and discoverer Michael Raath)
Time: ~ 230 million years ago (Carnian stage of the Late Triassic)
Location: Pebbly Arkose Formation, Zimbabwe
There was once a time… before titanosaurs… before diplodocids… before any sauropod… when sauropodomorphs were simply Just Some Little Guy. And that is where Mbiresaurus, oldest African dinosaur ever found, comes in!
Mbiresaurus was named in 2022 from Zimbabwe, and is the only dinosaur yet named from the Pebbly Arkose formation. It’s known from a beautifully complete skeleton that has all the features of a classic Early Dinosaur. It is small, has long gangly legs and arms, and a lil head with vaguely pointy kinda multipurpose teeth. The fact that all the wild diversity and enormous size of the sauropods came out of something like this is hard to imagine, but evolutionarily step by step these little scampery dudes would work their way up!
Kholumolumo ellenbergerorum
Artwork by @alphynix, written by @i-draws-dinosaurs
Name meaning: Kholumolumo (giant reptilian dragon from Sotho folklore) named for Paul and François Ellenberger (the original excavators of the fossils)
Time: 210 million years ago (Norian stage of the Late Triassic)
Location: Lower Elliot Formation, Lesotho
Kholumolumo is an old friend with a new name. Its previous informal name, “Thotobolosaurus” meaning “trash heap reptile”, was truly magnificent and became one of the great memes of Ye Olde 2010s Palaeo Tumblr! Needless to say it was a bittersweet moment to see our old buddy finally published but lose its iconic name in the process. Rest in peace, Trash Heap Lizard.
The reason it wound up with that name is because the fossils were in fact found basically right next to the local rubbish dump of the village of Maphutseng in 1955. The trash pile turned out to be sitting on a bone bed of around five to ten animals, and over the course of several years they were excavated and moved to the University of Cape Town. Unfortunately, and perhaps appropriately to the name, the subsequent study of these fossils ended up being a complete trash fire. Specimens went missing that have never been found, professional relationships fell apart, and the animal itself wasn’t mentioned in the literature until 1970 when it was dropped into a discussion on the stratigraphy of the Elliot formation and named “Thotobolosaurus mabeatae” without any description of the fossils. This made the name “Thotobolosaurus” a nomen nudum (naked name) and thus invalid.
Finally in 2020 all the tribulation paid off and it received a proper initial description, although many fossils that weren’t lost in the chaos still remain under study and could be the subject of future papers. It’s nice to see our beloved trash heap of a dinosaur finally coming into its own!
#dmm#dmm rising stars#dinosaur march madness#dinosaurs#birds#palaeoblr#birblr#paleontology#march madness#polls#bracket#mbiresaurus#kholumalumo#round three
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in vajrayana, the trichotomy is Outer/Inner/Secret. in run amok across the heavens that becomes a guiding principle for PC components:
🙏Culture/Faith/Ethnicity
🧠 Traits/Alignment/Cultivations
🃏 Outer Arcana (Demeanor)/Inner Arcana (Nature)/Secret Arcana (Transcendent)
in the trilemma the secret part is both the whole and the beyond, the paradoxical buddha-nature that can never be understood without gnosis
also tangential the biggest inspo for the character sheet rn for RAATH is crusader kings 3
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mere Kudha mujhe raath peh apke chehra dekha ke wadah karte hain ke main aap seh hi jurdi hoon
#i can’t write in urdu sorry#poetry#poetic#the tortured poets department#i love him#in love#writers and poets#moon#love#moonlight#urdu stuff#urdu shayari#love shayari#i just want you
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In the West Bank, "we no longer distinguish between a Palestinian terrorist and a terrorized Palestinian"
(original article in french, translation by me)
It's been five years since the Odeh family built a new house to leave the center of the small town of Qusra, population 7000, near Nablus in the occupied West Bank. "It was a dream that turned into a nightmare", says Ahed, 24, as she closes the iron curtain on her metal workshop for good. On Wednesday October 11, a dozen Israelis approached the house, wearing masks. They started by throwing stones, as usual: this kind of incident can happen up to several times a week, according to Ahed.
But this time, the settlers pulled out their weapons. The confrontation turned into a massacre. Ahed's brother tried to take his daughter Raath, aged 6, to safety. He was hit by three bullets, one of which entered through his throat and exited through his mouth. Two others hit his ankle and leg. A fourth went through Raath's left shoulder. "My mother called my cousin Moath to come and help them. They came running. He's dead, him and two others," says Ahed, her eyes rimmed. The attack lasted 45 minutes, before the arrival of the Israeli army, which moved right into the center of the village. In the ensuing clashes, another young man was killed by the soldiers.
Funeral convoy attacked by settlers
Qusra is surrounded by Israeli settlements, explains mayor Hani Odeh, 68, as he draws a comma on a map of the region running from the northeast to the southwest of the town. The sociology of these settlements, colored blue, holds no secrets for this former soldier, as it does for most of the village's inhabitants. "Migdalim has been here since 1981; they used to come here to get petrol, to shop. We lived together. But the new settlements are different. They put up new tents every month," continues Hani Odeh. He drives the battered municipal pick-up to the edge of the village without a seatbelt, but with a steady hand. The houses are abandoned, and a village hall has been condemned. All that remains is the skeleton of a large chicken coop. "The settlers burnt it down. 20,000 chickens died," explains the mayor.
In the Middle East, we bury the dead quickly. But to bring the bodies back from the medical center in Salfit, a few kilometers to the west, the next day, it was necessary to drive past settlements. Hani Odeh contacted the Palestinian and Israeli authorities to ensure the safety of the funeral convoy - some fifteen cars - that would follow the ambulance. The route would be secured, the soldiers assured him. Around 10 a.m., the convoy set off. 30 minutes earlier, in the surrounding settlements, telephones began to vibrate. "The commander of the region doesn't understand that we're at war! He has authorized a funeral procession of terrorists on a main road in Samaria," said the text message, calling for as many people as possible to get out. Around a hundred people responded to the call. The army tried to divert the convoy, but to no avail. Eventually it came under attack.
"My father was driving, my brother was in the passenger seat and I was in the back," says 14-year-old Yasser Wadi. "Settlers stopped the convoy, and my father and brother got out to tell them to leave. Other people did the same. They fired. Then another car of settlers arrived, and they started shooting too. My brother took three bullets, and my father one. The car too," says the teenager in an absent voice, twisting the brand-new pendant bearing the photo of Ibrahim, 62, and Ahmed, 24. Their bodies were prepared immediately. They were finally buried at the same time as the four dead of the previous day.
Around Yasser, fifteen men mourn in the courtyard of the family home. A young woman peers surreptitiously through the window. "He was a leader," explains Abdelathem, Ibrahim's brother and former mayor of Qusra, who doesn't want to believe in coincidence, in the fact that his brother just became a victim of blind violence. "He had created protection groups in the villages here, he was well placed at Fatah level. They wanted to target him, that's for sure." The settlers' social networks then rejoiced at the justice meted out to the "terrorists". The Israeli security forces, scrutinized by the international media, quickly declared that the police were on the case. And that was that. If under normal circumstances investigations are very rare, there's no chance of the settlers' impunity being lifted at the moment.
"Our activists have been deeply affected," says Rabbi Arik Ascherman, an Israeli anti-occupation activist, sadly over the phone. The kibbutzim, the bloody rave of October 7: these were the spaces in which the pro-peace Israeli left found itself, now on the verge of extinction. For the rabbi, a new level has been reached in the West Bank. The settlers' political aim remains the same: to confine the Palestinians to limited geographical areas and break any risk of territorial continuity, necessary for the creation of a state. But since October 7, they have not hesitated to take the law into their own hands.
Palestinians are afraid
The Bedouin community of Wadi as-Seeq is no exception: "The settlers have been harassing us for years, says 50-year-old Mohammed Kaabneh. But everything has changed since the war. As early as October 9, they blocked access to our water tanks. Within two days, we had no more. That night, they attacked us more than twenty times, throwing stones and breaking into our tents. Part of the population fled. At daybreak, we took the animals to safety and decided to leave." They weren't given the chance: "Settlers arrived, and there were soldiers too, and settlers in uniform. They took me, one of my 14-year-old nephews and five women. They tied us up and told us to lie down on the ground." And then the wait, before finally letting them go, after confiscating their phones and identity cards.
Moved from the Negev in 1948, to the outskirts of Hebron in 1967, this community finally settled in the arid Wadi as-Seeq valley overlooking the Jordan River in the 1990s. On Wednesday, October 11, its 40 families scattered across the region. Mohammed found refuge in the village of Taybeh, with his brother. Others are still wandering. "It's all over now," says Mohammad, who has just 60 head of cattle left. In Wadi as-Seeq, there are only vestiges, including the outline of a school for around a hundred children. On its battered toilets, a sticker bears the logos of a handful of European development agencies, including France. It was here, just a few weeks ago, that Western diplomats were hustled by extreme right-wing Israeli militants. Today, as the war rages on, these same militants are going even further, no longer hesitating to speak of population transfer. Since October 7, more than 552 people - 8 entire communities and parts of 6 others - have been displaced. Over the last two years, this figure has risen to 450, and the international community has completely disappeared.
Palestinians are afraid. In the West Bank, even before the three-day national mourning decreed by the Palestinian Authority in response to the explosion at al-Ahli Arabi hospital in Gaza, the roads have become deserted. In many villages close to the settlements, only one access road is kept open - sometimes with a sentry box manned by an Israeli soldier.
Normally, the Israeli military occupation seems like a sleeping giant. But these days, it is visible, anxiety-provoking, a gun pointed at the population. More than 70 Palestinians have been killed by soldiers or settlers since the start of the war. In the meantime, Palestinians who work in Israel remain cloistered in their homes, farmers no longer go to the fields, and olives are beginning to carpet the earth because no one wants to risk going out to harvest them.
In Israeli society, between terror, sadness, traumatized weariness and the desire for revenge, all this goes unnoticed. Apart from a few echoes, such as this statement by police chief Yaakov Shabtai, threatening to send to the Gaza Strip anyone who showed support for its inhabitants. At least forty Arab students are reported to have been expelled from their universities in Israel, according to the legal support association Adalah. Several people have also been arrested. "We no longer know the difference between a Palestinian terrorist and a terrorized Palestinian", sighs Rabbi Arik Ascherman.
Article written by Nicolas Rouger and published in Libération, 20/10/2023.
#palestine#israel#hate crimes#colonialism#racism#genocide#murder#oppression#1er article par Libération depuis de le début de l'aggravation de cet enfer qui prend enfin le temps de porter la parole des palestiniens !#et d'appeler les israeliens ce qu'ils sont : des colonisateurs#bee tries to talk
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A zight of war.
A war of my might.
A haha tala maith.
A diet of her vaisa.
A lover baisa.
A raath kahani.
A saans de la bari.
A sight of her holi.
A laaj-maram se de diya de kaloop.
Se siya dene di bora.
She was.
Sunidhi
#spilled poetry#spilled words#spilled writing#writeblr#writers on tumblr#writing#spilled thoughts#writers and poets#female writers#the english language#ink well#writblr#words#writerscraft#writerscommunity#writerblr#love poems#dead poets society#poetic#poem#poetry#poetry corner#poets on tumblr#original poem#poems on life#poemsbyme#poems and quotes#poems and poetry#poems on tumblr#spilled ink
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