#stream diving

[bloodyscarab]

the slittening™ // We're All Doomed! Live Afterparty

[curemoonliite]

someone found a glitch on twitter that gives kevin defunctland a vshojo member mark and i am fr dying rn

like how does this even happen???

[frameconfessions]

Why am I supposed to get Minerva and Velimir back together. They're terrible to each other. They have nothing that keeps them together except warcrimes, alcohol and their daughter. They should see other people. No, each one of them should see AN ACTUAL THERAPIST. I can't with their bs.

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[y2kai-xo]

Adult Swim

Jongin x fem!reader

SMUT MDNI!

Word Count: 1,370

A/N: Made this based on the new M/V, hope y’all enjoy!!!! DONT FORGET TO STREAM ADULT SWIM!!!

Warnings!: creampie, p in v, pussy eating, jongin being hot af, kinda public sex?, boob worship?

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The relentless sun hammered down on the beach, turning the air heavy and shimmering. Perched on his lifeguard stand, Jongin scanned the shoreline, the familiar boredom of the day settling in. Then you arrived. A vision. A vibrant splash of color against the monotonous backdrop of the sand and sea. Your bikini was a bold statement, barely containing the curves of your body, your skin glistening with a tempting sheen. He found himself captivated, his gaze tracing the contours of your form.

You strolled towards the water, your movements fluid and confident. He couldn't help but track your progress, his eyes lingering on the way your hips swayed with each step. He fought the urge to keep staring. He knew he had to make contact. He had to.

He scanned the beach, quickly ensuring his area was covered, then made his way down from the stand. His eyes never left you as he approached.

"You look incredible in the water," Jongin said, his voice a low rumble as he drew closer.

You turned, surprised, a playful smile dancing on your lips. "And you're not so bad yourself, lifeguard."

Jongin smirked, his pulse quickening. He knew he had to play this right, seize the opportunity.

"Just doing my job, keeping an eye on the most stunning swimmer on the beach," Jongin said, his gaze unwavering.

Your laugh, a melodic sound, cut through the beach's background noise, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Smooth," you responded, your eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm _____, by the way."

"And you're very distracting!" you added.

"Jongin. The pleasure is all mine, _____. New to these shores?" he asked, leaning in slightly, his eyes focused on yours.

"First time. And you're a regular, I take it?" you replied, tilting your head.

"I practically live here. What brings you to my beach? Just a swim, or something more?" He asked, his eyes daring you.

Your grin was wicked, your eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Among other things. This is a nice beach. I was also hoping to meet a cute lifeguard," you replied, your voice teasing.

Jongin felt a surge of pure, unadulterated desire, a heat that spread through him. He had to capitalize on this. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper, his eyes devouring your face.

"Well, you're in luck, what else do you think a lifeguard does besides look good and save people?" Jongin asked, his voice laced with anticipation.

You took a small step towards him, your eyes locking with his, a promise in their depths. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe you can show me?"

He grinned back, his gaze dropping to your lips, then back up to your eyes, a spark of hunger in his own.

"I can definitely show you. Come here, I have a place where we can be more... comfortable," Jongin said, his voice thick with desire.

You looked around at the sunbathers, then nodded, a slow, deliberate movement that sent a fresh wave of heat through him. You turned, heading toward a small, secluded beach shack.

Jongin followed, his eyes devouring your every move. As you reached the shack, he reached for your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours, his thumb gently stroking your skin.

"I'm off duty now," he murmured, his voice a low growl, barely above a whisper. "Let's go somewhere private, where we can really enjoy each other," Jongin said, his eyes locked on yours.

You nodded, your eyes locked on his, a shared anticipation hanging in the air. The beach, the sun, the world – all faded away as you and Jongin disappeared into the shack.

The door clicked shut behind them, plunging the small space into a more intimate dimness. Jongin didn't waste a second. He turned to you, his gaze burning, and pulled you close, his hands finding their way to your waist. He kissed you then, a deep, hungry kiss that left you breathless. His tongue plunged into your mouth, exploring every inch, demanding your surrender. You met his passion, your own desire flaring to match his.

He broke the kiss, his breath ragged. "You're even more beautiful up close," Jongin breathed, his eyes roaming over your face, down your neck, to the swell of your breasts barely contained by your bikini top. He reached for the clasp, his fingers fumbling with it, eagerness and impatience battling within him. He freed the top, and your breasts spilled forth, ready for his touch.

His hands cupped them, his thumbs teasing your nipples, making them harden instantly. You gasped, arching into his touch, your fingers tangling in his hair, urging him closer. He leaned down, his mouth closing around one nipple, sucking and nipping until you were writhing with pleasure.

He moved his attention to the other, repeating the torture, his hands sliding down your body, tracing the curve of your hips. He worked his way down to the tie of your bikini bottoms, his fingers undoing the knot with practiced ease. The fabric fell away, revealing your slick heat.

He knelt before you, his eyes locked on your core. He ran a finger over your clit, and you cried out, your hips bucking involuntarily. He brought his mouth down, and you moaned, lost in the sensation. His tongue danced and teased, driving you higher and higher, until you came undone, your body convulsing with pleasure.

He stood, pulling you to him, your legs wrapping around his waist. He found his own arousal straining against his swim trunks. He ripped them off, revealing his own hard length, thick and pulsing. He thrust into you, deep and slow, filling you completely.

He moved with a rhythm, a driving force that pulled you into a vortex of pleasure. You met each thrust, your nails digging into his back, lost in the moment. The small shack vibrated with the force of your bodies, the only sound your ragged breaths and the wet sounds of your bodies colliding.

Finally, the world narrowed to a single point of ecstasy. You both reached the peak together, your bodies convulsing in a symphony of pleasure. He collapsed against you, his breath ragged, and held you close, the afterglow of the moment enveloping you both. The world outside the shack faded away as you lay in each other's arms, content and sated.

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[ihaveatypeanditstrickstergods]

Matt and Travis talking about Essek bodyswapping into Grog as if some lich didn't try to do exactly that in the pre-stream campaign.

[demifiendrsa]

Our Flag Means Death Season 2 | Official Trailer

Season 2 of Our Flag Means Death will premiere on Max on October 5, 2023. Following the 3-episode premiere, the season continues with two new episodes weekly leading up to the season finale on Thursday, October 26, 2023.

Poster

[alt0stratuscloud]

anyone have any clips from like. I think it was early season 10. of when a lot of hermits were talking about the recent shift in things and how they have more fun with it now and the increase in sense of community on the server/loss of some of the pressure. I'm writing an essay and need quotes and I cannot find any of those clips. it would be lovely if you happen to have some of that stuff on hand

[iibislintu]

listening to music from a cd versus listening to music from spotify is just. why do i keep paying for this

[bleue-flora]

I think ur down playing exile on accident. The times where people visited don't rlly count because to c!Tommy they were ingenuine and just there to pity or for decorations which that third one was something c!dream told him about ghostburs visits

[context]

Perhaps you are right, but here’s the thing, just because c!Tommy sees things a certain way or thinks certain things are true doesn’t mean they are true. Not to say his feelings aren’t valid, of course. Exile was terrible and tragic regardless if it actually happened the way he saw it. You can feel alone, even in a room full of people. You can be suicidal and depressed even if the circumstances aren’t dire, and Tommy was just betrayed by his best friend that could cause anyone to spiral and feel alone. Even so, that’s not me saying that Exile wasn’t horribly isolating and Dream wasn’t cruel and manipulative. I was simply (perhaps not the most successfully) trying to look at it from an outsider pov - if it was from their pov then it’d be kinda more like this:

Dream (loses his armor and weapons, spends months tortured everyday, spends most of a year eating potatoes, his best friend is trying to kill him (like everyone else)): “I quite enjoy life.”

Tommy (his items are taken over and over again, spends Exile getting tortured by green bastard, spends Exile getting manipulated and screwed in the head to the point of contemplating suicide, his best friend doesn’t visit (just like everyone else because the green bastard turned everyone against him)): “I built a pillar because of Dream and I almost intended to jump off it.”

If that makes sense… I appreciate you using accident and thinking the best of me <3. Yes I’m not trying to minimize Exile but at the same time, 9 days to approximately 83 days of torture and 314 days of imprisonment total, it’s hard not to minimize Exile with that comparison, even if his 9 days was starvation, torture, and isolation (besides his torturer) it still wouldn’t compare and that’s not even what happened anyways, ya know? (<- not an open invitation to talk more about exile, I’ve talked about it quite a lot more than I care to, so go read those posts)…

[fieriframes]

[Love shine a light in every corner of my dream. Let the love light carry, let the love light carry. Like the mighty river flowing from the stream.]

[posthumanwanderings]

hope everyone had a good Dreamcast month! the next console anniversary focus will be the N64 for a bit so queue has been refilled accordingly and down to 22 posts per day 👍 in the meantime I’ll do some channel upkeeping with my past Dreamcast and N64 plays while prepping for new ones. also got a new DC DanceMix in the works so be on the lookout for that sometime in the future...🚀

[lixel-5]

i think i’ve grown so helplessly attached to the stanley parable because the characters (stanley and the narrator) exhibit these detrimental flaws that i also have, but are never present- let alone explored- in other media

something something tsp is so fundamentally different for other media that it can explore smaller flaws, such as anterograde amnesia, and not make it the main point of the story.

cough cough the nature of the Narrator’s amnesia and Stanley’s whole “vessel for the player” thing makes it so their underlying problems are only hinted at, allowing more creativity in how they cope with such harsh conditions. they are literally some of the easiest characters to project onto. cough

[jimin-updates]

We are so close!

Are you listening to Jimin drinking water?

[blackmosscupcakes]

Oh god, Sam's just creating lore about rollies starting as a d&d twist on key parties they absolutely cannot control this man

[bibleofficial]

the most birmingham & also roller coaster thing happened bc 1 of these bitches just fell while ppl were on it yesterday

[catcomixzstudios]

A bit of good news for everyone.

After the editor and chief of the longstanding gaming and culture network, The Escapist, was fired, the entire video-making staff followed him over to a fully employee-owned group called Second Wind.

These creators - most notably figures like Yahtzee who is responsible for his 15+ year old, short-form game review series, Zero Punctuation - plan to continue working on the projects they've established in one form or another.

As of writing, the Patreon alone is already hitting around $4,000 a month.

With all of the projects crashing or getting cancelled lately, it's genuinely SUCH a blessing to see such a dedicated team getting to not only escape corporate whims, but also getting such a HUGE outpouring of support.