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kittishog-nosedbat · 10 months
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ok i’m sorry i’m hearing about all the titanic submarine nonsense and in every article it refers to one of the guys on board as a ‘british explorer’ which makes him sound like he’s from the 18th century wtf does he explore??? is that his job???? i hate rich people so much it’s unreal
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reinerslawyer · 1 year
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SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN Reiner in The Final Chapters: Part 1
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not-terezi-pyrope · 5 months
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Hey y'all, switch to Firefox. Like yeah I know that it seems a bother and Chrome works fine for you and I resisted for years out of apathy, and yeah in most cases Chrome does work fine.
But Google as a company is making real big swings against consumer experience and rights thanks to its monopoly, and I don't trust this to not get worse, for Google to attempt to turn Chrome and Chromium more and more into a walled garden.
Meanwhile, Mozilla seems to actually have our backs with this, is constantly improving their software instead of restricting it, and doing a settings import literally took less than a minute today for an essentially identical experience to using Chrome otherwise.
I say this even to people who enjoy other Google products; you should probably at least switch browsers. Very little to lose there, a lot for us all to gain.
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bowl-of-fruit-loops · 7 months
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I see your “satoru couldn’t bear to see suguru’s body destroyed” and I raise you “shoko couldn’t bear to do it”
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spidernuggets · 15 days
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I can not remember for the life of me who said that writing Jason Todd fics got them searching questionable shit on google, but I'd like to share some of the things that writing J.T fics got me searching.
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So, how do we explain to the FBIs that all this shit is for a poor grammatical fanfic? This was all for ONE fic btw, imagine digital footprint being like "yeah they searched all this in less than an hour, might wanna check up on that"
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inverted-typo · 10 months
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I feel like Damian would own a Mclaren 720s in black
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He was so excited to show it off, too. Don’t worry, Jason thought it was sick.
Before you say anything I absolutely traced this car. You think I can fucking draw a convincing car all by myself?? Absolutely not. This was so oddly specific I decided to draw it lol
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gjdraws · 11 months
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MERMAY IN THE NICK OF TIME!
Daniel san does not pay attention and steps on things that poke and sting, Chozen does not approve.
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tboybot · 10 months
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okay fish nerds. so what happens to animals and objects from suuuper high pressure depths of the ocean when they come up to the surface??
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mousecracker · 3 months
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when I was in middle school mikannie was so popular that I was reading fanfiction about them without even knowing what attack on titan was
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mothgodofchaos · 7 months
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Electro Duo
I had fun lining and coloring @leobashi's sketch, and I think it turned out pretty well.
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taohs · 2 years
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"I want everyone to feel safe again soon... I want this to be a world where people can live without fighting each other."
animangacreators challenge #3: ★ alphabet challenge (8/26): H = Hange Zoe
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loud-whistling-yes · 1 year
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27 for the ask game!
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27: 入阵曲 by 五月天 (Song of Battle Entry by Mayday)
泪未干 心未凉 是什么依然在滚烫? 入阵曲 伴我无悔的狂妄
夜已央 天已亮 白昼隐没了星光 像我们 都终将 葬身历史的洪荒 当世人 都遗忘 我血液曾为谁滚烫 入阵曲 伴我无悔的狂妄
入阵曲 只因恨铁不成钢
(The tears haven’t dried, the heart hasn’t cooled, what is it that still boils? The song of battle entry accompanies my unregretting frenzy
The night is already over, the sky is already bright, day has drowned out the starlight Just like us, doomed to be buried in the flood of history When the world forgets for whom my blood boils for The song of battle entry accompanies my unregretting frenzy
The song of battle entry, if only because of high hopes faced with unmet expectations)
translating these lyrics... suck ass. but also these lyrics are so fucking raw i NEED yall to at least know kinda what they mean even though 80% of the rawness got lost in translation. drawing this also sucked ass. but in a different equally unpleasant way. 
also version with the outlines and the reference pic under the cut
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bluecookies02 · 10 months
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Erwin X Reader X Miche NSFW
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->anonymous commission
content warnings: dirty talk, dp, oral (f receiving), anal, some wine for liquid courage, poly relationship
word count:~ 2.5k
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minors do not interact w my page, tnx💕
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"Y/N, don't spill wine over my paperwork, please baby I spent two nights filling them out" Erwin warned from the couch and you gently grabbed the glass, placing it on the other side of you, away from anything that could get ruined.
You were sitting on top of the table, swaying your legs as all three of you enjoyed your night.
Using all of your vacation days for this prolonged weekend, you all hoped that there won't be an emergency since everything has been fairly quiet lately.
You decided to spend your anniversary in Erwin's office since it was more spacious than any of the bedrooms and going out also wasn't an option for you sadly. Miche mentioned once how he despised the fact that he can't take you out to fancy dinners, not without constantly being in a fight or flight mode, and Erwin commented on looking forward to the day when they can see you all dolled up and blushing as they drag you around for a dozen of already perfectly planned out dates.
You didn't dwell on it, instead, you all sneaked in some booze during your last long mission, from a faraway village that had big healthy grape fields that were lucky enough to go untouched after all of these scary years.
You weren't allowed to take gifts from the people, let alone if it's alcohol but you all proclaimed the rule stupid, hiding a bottle each as you returned to the base that month. They remained sealed for a special occasion.
"Sorry!" you tipsily replied an eternity later. You weren't really a lightweight but holy fuck...that wine is stronger than some whiskeys you tried. Maybe you're over exaggerating but the gentle burn of your throat as you took another sip could definitely support your case.
The room you were in was dimmed, curtains draped over the windows as a last effort to keep some of the scorching heat from entering it. The lights were off, save for a few candles scattered around.
Miche sat spread out on the couch, his shirt unbuttoned and his jacket long forgotten on the hanger. Erwin was sitting in his chair, wiping sweat off of his face with the back of his hand, his shirt damp and in your delusional horny mind, it was now almost see-through.
"I would think that they would fund the commanders with fans or something. Or at least an ice pack!" Miche complained, lowering his glass on the cupboard.
You made a small hum of agreement, gathering your hair up to put it in a ponytail, huffing when a significant amount of it still warmed your neck.
"At least we are all off duty, imagine working in that heat" you tried to brighten the mood.
"And it's also the reason I'm graced with such a nice view!" you gather the courage to be a little bold, crossing your legs.
Erwin adjusted in his chair, leaning back, a sly grin on his face. He would usually return your flirty-ness tenfold, but today he decided to enjoy as you blushed and writhed under their gazes.
You keep stealing glances at both of them, and your lips stay parted as you watch Erwin's hand slowly palm the growing bulge in his pants.
The tension was already thick, but the air has gotten heavier in the past hour, all three of you aware that after months of nonstop work, you could finally have a long night all for yourselves.
A low rumble crawls up your spine and up to your ears, and you turn to take a peek at Miche, who clicks his tongue as he stands up.
Your heart slams hard against your ribs and you are sure you can hear it as his hand makes contact with your cheek, softly but with an evident tremble.
"So bashful...You smell so fucking irresistible tonight sweetheart" The gruff of his voice sends goosebumps through your limbs and you crane your neck to the side, his nose finding home above your collarbone.
He fills his lungs with your smell, his other hand spreading out across your hip.
Your fingers come to thread in his hair, steadying yourself while he laps at your skin, eager open-mouthed kisses scattering wherever he can reach.
A speck of worry washes over you and you hope that Erwin doesn't feel left out, but the sound of a zipper and a deep groan were enough to ease your concern.
You can't help your curiosity, and with half-lidded eyes you stare at him, focusing on the heavy length that rested in his palm.
You might be shy but you're not stupid. This whole night you felt like a pray being carefully watched, danced around until you were carefully backed up into a wall. A wall you willingly leaned yourself against.
Pent up wouldn't begin to describe how awfully eager the three of you felt.
"Yeah, she smells nice? Where?" it's not like Miche needed a push but the question prompts him, and he slips his large hand to your thigh, sneaking it under your skirt to rub firm strokes across your panties.
You whine, spreading your legs and the man watching seems to appreciate it, judging by the leisurely timed slick strokes that fill the otherwise quiet room.
You feel hypnotized and if that's not the biggest compliment a man can get...Erwin spreads his own legs a little further, cupping his hefty sack in his free hand.
"You're drooling baby, are you really such a whore?" Miche hushes in your ear, slipping your panties to the side and hissing at the wetness that spreads across his fingers.
"Hold your skirt up for me will you? I know you love it when I look..." and you do so in a heartbeat, crumpling up the fabric and holding it close to your chest.
"Please..." as if you're sane enough to know what you're begging for. Being on display is embarrassing but the rough hand which slowly works you open doesn't leave much room for you to *think*.
Watching a 6-foot-something man fall to his knees would send an average woman into a coma, and you feel the heat radiating to the tips of your ears and nose.
The larger man grabs handfuls of your thighs, pushing them as far as they can go and then later pulling you closer to the edge of the table.
Miche noses against your clit first, teasing your spit-covered bud as he wastes no time to tongue your greedy cunt. Each swallow is followed by a guttural groan and he manages to delve deeper with each lick, all up until his face is full with the fat of your pussy.
Erwin is not as patient today as he thought he would be, that's why soon enough he kicks off his pants and underwear from his ankles and he takes slow steps towards you. He leans down to kiss you deeply first, just in time as Miche licks a particularly bold, flat stripe across your pussy. His moan spreads through your tummy and you gasp into Erwin's mouth.
He slips an arm behind your back, holding you steady so that you don't tumble backwards. His other hand spreads across your neck, pressing just enough so that he can hold your face still. He feels each swallow of your throat, your pulse pushing against his fingertips ever so slightly.
Minutes later you're fully relaxed, eagerly grinding against Miche as the other soldier loosens the first few buttons of your button-up shirt, just enough so that he can slip his hand inside. His fingers expertly twirl your nipples, pinching and squeezing at your breasts as he sucks on your lolled-out tongue.
You flinch in surprise when you feel Miche's tongue travel lower and your heart skips a beat once he spits onto your hole, gracing it with a few hearty licks before his thumb dips inside the puckered muscle.
Once your tits feel sore under Erwin's palms, he gives you mercy, only so that he can dip his hand between your legs and circle your aching clit with his fingers.
It's messy...the way Miche was back to licking at your folds and the quick flicks of the other man's skillful hand.
Drool leaks between your legs, and soon enough your ass is being split open by two thick fingers.
You feel overwhelmed, and as they pump deeper inside you, you taste the first drops of your high.
You know you won't reach it, not now, not unless they want you to. And you'd be a fool to not know how much pleasure they take in torturing you.
They push you right to the edge until you're hanging from it by a thread, quickening their pace and abruptly stopping, just in time.
"Pretty girl...breathe..." Erwin coos, leaving your throbbing clit and Miche moves his face away from your heat with a load *pop*.
You're crying, ever so quietly as you calm down, whining at the loss.
Gently, Miche slips his fingers out, getting back up to his feet. In the rush of everything you didn't notice that his cock was now exposed, lathered in pre as he gave it a few final tugs before leaving it alone to throb.
"Cruel." you manage to whisper out. You slip your panties off, leaving them forgotten on the table.
Erwin picks you up gently and you wrap your arms around his neck, your feet locking behind his back.
You can feel his length sliding between your bodies, and he props you up just a little, angling his hips so that his tip hooks at the entrance of your cunt.
"We are, aren't we?" Miche answers, pressing flush against your back. Their strong arms hold you up, Erwin's wrapped around your waist, making it seem so fucking tiny compared to his large palms. Miche's find purchase on your ass, and he slips his salivating dick in between your cheeks, rutting against your backside.
They hike your skirt back up, trapping it between them.
Miche leans down to rest his head on your shoulder, the strands that escaped your ponytail tickling his face.
"You're gonna be good, will you?" Erwin asks, experimentally rolling his hips to stuff the first wide inch inside your pussy. You just nod, taking a deep breath.
Miche waits patiently as you fully sink on the first length, your heat hungrily swallowing it. He's wide, and you're sure you'll feel so sore in the morning, but right now, you open up easily, letting it fill you until it bumps against the end of the tight tunnel.
"Shit..." only God knows who said it, but Miche kisses your cheek before he uses one hand to guide his cock barely inside.
That stretch is different, knocking the air from your lungs because as he rocks his hips to get it all to fit, it rubs against the shared wall and it's all too much. You cry out silently, your hands slipping under the collar of Erwin’s shirt, your nails digging into his back as he shushes you, words of affirmation soothing your mind.
"Fuck, such a tight little girl, you're doing so good. How does it feel?" Miche's gravelly voice grounds you as well, and you swallow the small lump in your throat before speaking up.
"Good...So fucking good" his foul mouth is rubbing off on you because as you say that you can only whisper out another string of curses.
They both hum in response, and Erwin starts to slowly bounce you on top of them.
Unhurriedly, the pace picks up over time, causing the knot in your stomach to build back up from where it left off minutes ago. The uncomfortable feeling was gone as fast as it came, making the fullness feel welcome.
Slow and steady, they set a rhythm of never leaving you empty, each stroke more intoxicating than the other.
The room grows quiet, only filled with deep breaths and moans and the filthy wet plapping of skin. You can feel them in your guts, and as the angle becomes just right, both of their cocks reach the furthest parts of you at the same time. You babble, incoherent as you try to leverage yourself off of Erwin's shoulders, slamming down against them.
Your toes are numb, curling and uncurling with every pleasure-filled push of their dicks.
Squeezing around them, you make their lives a living hell, and the grips on your hips and ass tighten, leaving small bruises in their wake.
You can't keep your eyes open, squeezing them shut while your body runs out of strength to hold itself up. The change in your weight doesn't startle them, instead, they just readjust quickly, working your pliant body as they now more hurriedly fuck into you.
"You gotta let us know when you're close princess, c'mon" Your throat is dry, but you manage to rush out a quick raspy 'yeah' before your head gently falls on top of Miche's shoulder.
Erwin looks down to where the three of you connect, and he watches with drunken eyes as your pussy gushes around him.
The gentlemen that they are, they hold on until they feel your body shake, your walls tightening and gripping them until they can barely move, eagerly humping into you.
"Such a pretty girl, that's it" You're sure you're already cumming, so so fast, but Miche slips one of his hands between yours and Erwin's chests, finding the small flower of your pussy and he strokes, fast and hard and filthy until your nerves feel like they're on fire.
You release with a loud scream, throbbing *everywhere* and you mewl at the warmth filling you up, flooding you until you're about to burst.
"It's all for you, take it- fuck, you can take it-..." You hear Miche groan through gritted teeth and Erwin loses it, his voice breaking as he repeats the chant.
"There you go, holy shit..." he manages a handful more of harsh strokes, fucking the last scream out of you before they both still, humming in bliss as spend spreads across every curve and bump inside your holes.
Their legs falter a bit, knees going weak as both of their cocks slowly stop jerking, getting milked dry by your spasming muscles.
Slipping out carefully, they help you down to your feet, watching in awe as seed dribbles down your legs.
They guide you to the couch, patiently as you take what feels like an eternity to bend your legs.
They sit next to you, not leaving your side with their hands wandering over your skin in soothing patterns, only stopping once you sigh in relief, stretching your legs out.
"Everything is sticky..." you complain halfheartedly, so terribly exhausted.
"You're younger." Miche insists and he gets a death stare in return. "I’m sure I can find a way to make you resign" is the only response he gets.
It's an empty threat because they both get up soon after, cleaning everything up and blowing out the candles.
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Is this the first aot fic on this account? methinks it is👁
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starringcupidpodcast · 5 months
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Ep. 13: Kory + Dick 💕
This week we're taking down baddies and looking at the superhero lovebirds, Kory Anders and Dick Grayson from Titans. Better known as Starfire and Nightwing.
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Join Zama as she giggles about her crushes, dives into why Dick had a lot to prove, how Kory was dealing with her Hamlet-esque dilemma, and why their pairing is mutually beneficial. We take this DC themed chat into the week's battle.
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Okay y'all have been warned
(also, I partially blame @skoulsons for this bc we cried over the Hands™ last night and today my brain couldn't shut up)
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Okay first a little bit of a reminder/spoilery trivia bc I know besties who didn't see the show/haven't watched that far might read it:
Rachel is physically linked to her evil half brother, meaning whatever injury he gets, she gets it too. He bleeds, she bleeds, etc. Dick contacts a friend from London who specializes in all things magic to find a way to break that connection and he learns of The Clavis Noctem ritual. Quote:
In English, "The Key of Night." It finds inner evil, gives it a physical form. A form that can be destroyed.
So the ritual is supposed to give her inner evil a physical form, and requires the person who loves her to kill it. And in the episode, said "evil" takes this form:
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And I guess, yeah, it makes sense in the context that it's supposed to take that connection and give it a form so it can be destroyed. But the thing is, I don't remember there being a scene where Sebastian puts a spell on her or creates this connection in any other way, he just randomly reveals it to Rachel in 4x08 when he cuts his wrist with a knife and her own wrist opens. As if this connection was always there???
And here I am thinking: the details aside, why turn it into some zombie version of Sebastian (bc in case you didn't know, this is Joseph Morgan under all that makeup and prosthetics), a guy who, yeah technically is her brother but has no meaningful connection to her in the long term, when she exists.
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Rachel's demonic reflection from season 1. Literal physical manifestation of Rachel's darkness, who looks like her, talks like her, has always been a part of her. Wouldn't that make more sense? Wouldn't it be a bigger emotional gut punch?
To get rid of the inner evil, someone who loves her has to kill it. Put Dick in front of a random zombie? No biggie. He'll do it in his sleep. Present him with a carbon copy of the girl he loves like a daughter? Put a blade in his hand and tell him to kill her? Now that's angst.
I won't go into further details because I think I'm gonna turn this into a fic. But one thing for sure: he wouldn't be able to fight it, not like he fought the monster in the episode. There would be no chasing it around the building, no big fight sequence.
It would be a heartbreaker.
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toytulini · 10 months
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Okay i have yet to see a post about this that isnt filled with ppl being Annoying as Fuck on it, but,
theyve found wreckage of the submersible, it imploded (thank god, thats better than a drawn out suffocation over the course of several days, implosion means it was pretty much instantaneous) and the us navy have revealed they heard a weird sound on sunday from about where communication with the sub was lost, that was probably the sound of the implosion, [implied that they didnt say anything cos they didnt want to jump to conclusions without evidence of a wreckage, if there was a chance they were still alive.] no idea what the banging sounds were.
I do hope rescue efforts are extended to the migrants off the coast of greece, and am angry and horrified at their mistreatment, and that the media clearly cares less for their fates than that of the billionaires on the sub.
also, while i have you here,
The difference between a submersible and a submarine is not that one is safer. The titan was a submersible that was unsafe, but that is not because it was a submersible.
A submarine (or sub) is a watercraft capable of independent operation underwater.
A submersible is a watercraft designed to operate underwater, usually supported by a nearby surface vessel, platform, shore team or sometimes a larger submarine.
submarines generally dont go as deep as our deepest submersibles, but some can be down there for months at a time bc it is like. a self sufficient Ship. not all submersibles can go crazy deep, but to my knowledge, the only crewed vessels that can go that deep, are submersibles. (Alvin, deepsea challenger, limiting factor, trieste, fendouzhe or "striver").
#toy txt post#titan submersible#if ppl start being annoying on this post. ill turn off reblogs and block all of you. make your own post.#reblog the other ones where people are already being annoying#yes i hate billionaires. but im glad it was a quick death. it was a horrific situation. hope those migrants are given support and help.#i hope oceangate is fined to hell and back and bankrupted and never gets to put anyone in any sort of vehicle ever again#especially not in the ocean. im a little glad that ceo is dead in his own stupid sub im just frustrated he was able to take other ppl with#him. the fact that he was able to operate that unregulated non safety standard meeting ass vehicle and charge people money to ride in it is#fucking insane and unconcioable however you spell that#and now i need to go shower real quick and try to get like. a little over 3hrs of sleep. which will suck but i did accidentally nap for#like? 2 hrs already so it doesnt suck as bad as it could. goodnight please dont be stupid on this post please please please#if you have a hot take on the situation im begging you to hot take it Some Where Else! thank you! good bye#im not gonna bother linking shit feel free to fact check just fuckin. google titan submersible. James Cameron is tossing his 2 cents in now#saw 2 separate articles on that already. thats fine i guess he has been down there in safer vehicles so i guess he can shit talk how unsafe#it is. anyway. saw someone in the comments of a post say it was a submersible bc it was too unsafe to be a submarine and i wanted to start#screaming. thats not what those fucking words mean! at all! god!#irl death#idk what else to tag#behave. bye
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