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bingoboingobongo · 1 year

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task force 141 + cuddling

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

Warnings: none

A/N: idk if this counts as a holiday hc but idc i wanted to write this. pretend they're wearing christmas pj's idk.

simon "ghost" riley:

alright so when you really get down to it ghost's just a scared guy

i mean not scared in the traditional sense ig but he's pretty paranoid (not that i blame him)

he's definitely the kind of guy that feels pretty vulnerable when he's asleep and because of that (and nightmares) he's never really been a deep sleeper

like he can fall asleep whenever because he's sorta in a state of perpetual tiredness but it's always a super light sleep and he'll wake up at the slightest disturbance (hence the state of perpetual tiredness)

this all culminates into a very specific mindset ghost has when he's sleeping with you

ghost is absolutely petrified of anything happening to you, especially since he can't protect you when he's sleeping, so he's definitely a fan of spooning (with him as the bigger spoon ofc) bc it makes him feel like he's shielding you from harm

he also likes having you so close to him bc one you're nice and warm and two it lets him know your safe

and honestly it's less spooning and more just him trying to cover your entire body with his body

like he will go full on blanket mode

if he could he would just box you in under him and the only reason he doesn't is because he knows he would end up crushing you

he'll hold you really tightly too

like almost squeezing you

and you always think he'll eventually loosen up a little when he falls asleep but he never does

this has two purposes

first is that it keeps you close

and second is that it stops you from moving around excessively

the second one is important especially if you're a chaotic sleeper because he always gets woken up when you move

also he likes having you face him when he sleep so it's sorta like you guys are hugging but sometimes that can get uncomfortable with all the limbs involved

oh yeah he definitely wraps/throws his legs around you in another effort to keep you pinned down

also hot take but he doesn't like being the little spoon

it's too stressful for him because even though he feels protected he feels like you're vulnerable and that's worse

john "soap" mactavish:

alright so starting off soap is a great cuddler

but then as the night progresses... not so much

ik everyone's been saying this but it's because it's the truth

soap is a spreader

no matter what position he starts off in soap will always find a way to spread out

for some reason he also has a tendency to flip over in his sleep a lot

like it always starts out with the him on his back with your head laying on his chest as he rubs circles on your arm and tells you stories about his childhood

and around halfway through the night he might turn over and hug you while he sleeps for a bit

with his arms wrapped around you and your face buried into his chest

but then by the morning

soap is starfished on his belly

one arm is haphazardly thrown across your back/front (depending on how you're sleeping) with one of his legs tangled into yours

lord knows he's drooling too but honestly same

also soap's definitely a blanket stealer but for no reason

like in the middle of the night you'll be waging a war with him for the blanket

just for him to kick it off the bed by morning time

you've tried getting another blanket but it didn't work and he just stole that one too

you're still trying to come up with a better solution

soap also sleeps like but is also weirdly conscious

idk how to phrase it but like it will take everything to wake him up

but also if you even try to sneak the blanket away from him he will know and you will not be able too

also he definitely snores when he sleeps on his stomach sorry

rodolfo "rudy" parra:

ugh rudy my love my precious my darling

rudy lives for cuddles

but he likes to be the cuddled instead of the cuddler

rudy is always down to be the little spoon but honestly that's not really his favorite position

(he almost always has bruises on his side from training so it can be uncomfortable)

instead he likes resting his head on your chest while you sleep

he'll be like half laying on his stomach half laying on you

and he'll tangle his legs into yours and wrap his arm around your stomach

and good god this man will literally spontaneously combust if you play with his hair

pet it, braid it, scratch it

do whatever you want to it he will eat it up

easily the fastest way to get him asleep

he also really loves listening to your heartbeat and syncing his breaths up with yours

it's always so satisfying to hear your heartbeat slow down when you fall asleep

also rudy has like five different blankets on his bed because he's a really cold sleeper

although with you he usually only needs one or maybe two because you're so warm

he's also a surprisingly pretty sleeper

you've been meaning to take a picture but you always forget because for some reason he just has a way of making you sleepy when he lays down on you

he's also a pretty deep sleeper but even then you try not to move because he always looks so happy

sometimes he'll sleep in the crook of your shoulder and then you can turn to face him sometimes

kyle "gaz" garrick:

kyle likes it when you cling onto his side with your arms and legs wrapped around him

he calls you a koala but he will also die if you stop

he just loves seeing you bury your face into his arm

especially with your legs wrapped around his waist

dang he eats it up

sometimes he'll turn to face you so you can cling onto his front

but he is a back sleeper at his core so it works out

he likes to wrap his arms around you and rub circles on your back or play with your hair

and also the smell of your shampoo has pretty much conditioned him to get tired

like there's nothing more relaxing to him than being able to breathe in the scent of your shampoo at night

definitely also whispers random things to you at night

sometimes it's romantic sometimes it's just him going down random tangents until he tires himself out

but it's his favorite part of the day because he gets to have you with him and explore weird thought experiments

sometimes you'll respond but you usually fall asleep pretty quickly he notices

and he definitely has a picture of you wrapped around him as you slept

it's his lock screen on his phone and it always makes him happy

gaz is like a medium deep sleeper

he also somehow stays really still when he sleeps

like he'll go to bed and wake up in the same position

also he always has to keep like one leg out of the blanket or else he gets too hot

john price:

price likes it when you sleep on top of him

like on top on top of him

he wants you to be his personal blanket

he'll cuddle with you this way anywhere too

on the sofa, on the bed, on the floor (?)

(maybe if there's a soft rug or smthing)

he likes to wrap his arms around you and feel you sorta melt into him as you relax

i mentioned smthing in a previous hc about price wanting a weighted heated blanket for christmas

but let's be real

you are the weighted heated blanket

it just makes him feel really secure and protected

and he's holding onto you so he feels like you're safe and protected too

sometimes he wraps a leg around yours too

and yes price is a snorer what can i say

he'll insist he doesn't snore and then let out the most god awful noise you've ever heard

honestly the price girlies are the true heroes for putting up with that

respect.

(i am a price girly too)

alejandro vargas:

alejandro likes the intimacy of cuddling so that's very important

he also likes being the cuddler but he's always down to be the cuddled

he's a fan of the classics like spooning

but usually he prefers a position that's more equal

that's why alejandro loves to fall asleep hugging you with both of you on your sides

maybe your face is buried into his chest and his hand is wrapped around the back of your head

he just likes holding you close to him can you blame him

he definitely plays with your hair too as you sleep

and he loves whispering sweet nothings into your hair as you fall asleep

he's also very physical so he likes to be touching you at all times

generally just a very sweet and considerate lover and cuddler

also he used to be a chronic insomniac before he met you

but feeling how warm you are and hearing you breathe just manages to relax him

so with you he's able to sleep deeply

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romanoffsbish · 7 months

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A Master Lesson in Patience

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!R

Request | Natasha’s plans to spend her morning wrapped up with you are interrupted, but truth be told, that only made the climax sweeter | WC: 1,536

Warnings: Subby brain wave - Needy R.

"I'm gonna stop if you don't cum," Natasha smirked at the desperation in your eyes. It wasn't fair, but she wanted to test your trust in her, but really she was testing your patience.

The redhead had no intention to leave you in an unsatisfied state. Actually, she'd had no original plan to leave at all. It was her day off and she was spending it on the self care she was encouraged to take by a relaxed Fury.

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Pleasuring you endlessly was the most euphoric thing she could do. It always made her feel better after a long day, coming home to you and a home cooked meal never get old. Especially not when she kept the spark alive by eating you out on the same table for dessert.

Today though she chose to wake you up with a mind blowing display of head, she had your legs trembling before your eyes even opened. You woke up to the sound of your own moans, involuntarily leaving your throat as she gave your cunt the tongue lashing of a life time.

Then she pulled away abruptly, your hips thrashed of their own accord and you cried. Natasha shushed you with her thumb in your mouth as she'd answered the work call, your tongue swirled over the coarse tip, slightly tasting your essence as she spoke on the phone.

You were oddly content to have this break, it gave you time to wake up so you could enjoy the glorious moment with more of a conscious build up. Her voice was jumbled, like when you watch a cartoon and the adult's conversations are unintelligible. The kids didn't get it, and neither do you, as she was blurred above you.

"... I was in the middle of something extremely important," she yelled down at the receiver, saying exactly what she wanted to to the man who just screwed the both of you. Ironically taking your chance at being screwed into the mattress anytime soon. "Oh detka..."

You felt the sickeningly sweet sigh on your face and your eyes glistened. "Natty please..."

The redhead placed a kiss to the corner of your lips, teasing you as two of her fingers slid into your warmth, where her tongue just resided.

The threat weighed playfully on her tongue, and just as your walls began to flutter she made sure you knew your chances were slimmed.

Especially when she increased her speed while calmly saying: "I have to go sign a paper. Fury said it can't be electronically, and I would've told him to fuck off but if I don't do it an innocent man loses his life over a mistake a rookie made under my supervision. Still tempted to say fuck it, but I actually think it's the perfect opportunity to teach you dove."

Your eyes widened and you shook your head, much to the woman's amusement. When she only smiled wider you resigned to glaring at her. You knew this was a test. Natasha's been training you that total patience is key. "Only good girls can touch mommy," she'd purr, and seeing as that's the only way you could cum anymore, with her skin to yours as she took your breath away with her insistent kiss, you had been struggling to remember that rule.

Just like now, you saw the mocking way she pouted down at you, cruelty etched into the amused cracks of her downturned expression. It would be nothing for you to cum in the thirty seconds you now had left on her flashing watch if only she would remove her shirt and kiss you rough. So in an expected movement you pulled the redhead down with force, your hand held her face to yours while your other slid a hand beneath her shirt to squeeze her soft breast.

When she didn't pull away and allowed you to take exactly what you needed you already knew what was coming. It both ruined and improved your high as your body was spasming wildly.

"Oh my little dove," she purred humorously against the skin of your neck as you caught your breath. "So impatient," she tutted while her fingers continued to curl within your slick depths. "I have to go now, but don't worry."

You were indeed petrified, and she was living for the way your thigh tensed under the cool metal brushing across it. "Don't cum while I'm gone," she taunted further. Watching the way you rolled your eyes at her as she got dressed.

"Goodness dove, I thought you would have learned by now," she shook her head and finished securing your arms to the bed. "Don't roll your eyes," she commanded as she secured your legs in the spreader. Then she flashed you a smile, and winked as she slid the dial up on her phone. "Or test mommy's patience."

"You're mean," you croaked, and she chuckled hotly, "Only because you were naughty first."

Then she was gone, and you were in shambles.

The signature should have only taken her twenty minutes if she rode her bike, but she took her Cadillac instead, reving up the engine so you knew your fate. Then she was gone for a length of time you could no longer register.

Natasha sat in your driveway, a neapolitan milkshake in hand with her phone propped up on the dash. Her eyes swirled with delight at the sight of you convulsing on the soaked bed, your eyes screwed shut as the overstimulation on your walls rarely ceased. While she waited for the paper earlier she was playing with the speed. Every time you came close to release you'd cry, desperate for her to kiss you dizzy.

In those moments she would sympathize, and give you about three ten second intervals of stillness. Then she'd turn it up slowly as her boredom took over, she'd force moans out of you again as she ran it up to it's quickest speed, your hips rose and so did her cunts heartbeat.

Yet she took her time getting home, on her way she stopped for fuel: a small fry and a shake. While sat in the drive thru she listened to you through the speakers of her car. The lady handing her the food was red in the face as Natasha left the line with a smug smirk.

Natasha's own cunt pulsed with need at the thought of someone else hearing you. Knowing damn well that you'd shrivel up like a rollie pollie under the same knowledge. Her bashful little dove, overstimulated to the point of tears, and still in such desperate need of a release.

The redhead turned her seat warmer on low and watched you crying as her hips rocked. She dipped her fries into the shake and mindlessly ate them all down as she felt the coil in her stomach tighten. She was so close, as were you, but only one of you could cum; neither did.

Natasha stilled her hips and bit her lip hard. The woman was a masochist, if that wasn't obvious, but moreover she was a romantic. If she was going to climax, it would be with you.

The redhead raced up the stairs, leaving the greasy trash in her car, and stripping off her clothes on the way to you, leaving behind a scattered mess of fabric. As she entered the room she moved just as swiftly, she ripped the vibrating egg from within your cunt and replaced it with her fingers, and you screamed as the intense vibration moved to your clit.

Pressed directly into the bundle so that your vision went white before fading into stars. The redhead kissed you hard, the condensation on her fingers chilled your skin and you gasped. The woman wasted no time on slipping her tongue into your mouth and grazing over your aching teeth as her cunt pressed into you. You both moaned as your releases hit, you came around her fingers, well maybe, you almost thought it was her entire fist, but you were practically numb and rightfully confused.

Then you felt her rip away from your lips and you both glanced up to see her soaking hand.

"Holy fucking shit," she chuckled breathlessly, opening her hand to watch as strings of your arousal connected her fingers. "You are absolutely filthy detka. My entire fist." You laid there with your mouth agape as she proudly marveled at the sight of your sticky mess.

The redhead greedily cleaned her hand, and then generously shared the wealth as she leaned her body against yours and kissed you. It was sloppy, and full of the teasing love that made your very worlds spin around. Natasha needed you more than she'd ever admit, but you would always feel it. In her kiss, or the way she softly cleaned you up, and cuddled after.

Or with the words she whispered when she pretended to think you were asleep, knowing the whole time you weren't: "I love you Y/N." It was just a front, because she'd already let that slip the first time she took you to her bed. But at your closed wedding, she only said: "I do."

And you do too, love her wholeheartedly.

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aalghul · 27 days

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“She didn’t tell Bruce about Damian!” he never asked???? This is on him

“She tried to force Damian to kill Dick!” Yes, and??? Dick was rude to her, he brought it on himself

“She kept Jason a secret from Bruce!” She was respecting Jason’s wishes????

“She slept with Jason!” So what??? Jason’s hot, Talia’s hot, they were both unstable, it happens!!! You’re just jealous Talia won’t sleep with you. Also no she didn’t, shut up

“She put Jason in the Lazarus Pit without his permission!” He was catatonic??? How would she have gotten his permission. How. And then she pushed him in and he was not catatonic anymore, which imho I think he preferred! And this always leads into:

“She put Jason in the Lazarus Pit without his permission, dooming him to a life plagued by constant Lazarus Pit madness and insanity and bloodlust! She manipulated Jason into killing people and going after Bruce and Tim!” AHA! HAHAHA! OH HOHOHO! YOU HAVE NOW OUTED YOURSELF AS SOMEONE WHO HASN’T EVEN READ THE RELEVANT COMICS FOR WHAT YOU ARE COMPLAINING ABOUT! YOU HAVE REVEALED YOURSELF TO BE A SPREADER OF NON-CANON ANTI-TALIA PROPAGANDA! THE TRUTH HAS BEEN UNEARTHED, YOU ARE A FRAUD!

chef's kiss, no further suggestions

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safetycar-restart · 6 months

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KINKTOBER DAY 26: RESTRAINTS [ESTEBAN OCON X READER]

NOTE: This is an NSFW fic with sub!Esteban and dom!reader. If you are under 18 or uninterested, scroll past. Alternatively, if you like what you see here then consider checking out my blog :))

This work forms part of a kinktober series where I discuss a different kinky concept with a different motorsports athlete every day. We also discuss the concepts in more detail on my blog so if you have any thoughts, feel free to stop by!

It should come as a surprise to absolutely no one that Esteban is the sweetest little sub in the world. Truly the best boy! He LOVES being good for you, always looking for ways to serve you and make you happy.

And he's so giggly in scenes? Cause he just... he's so happy! He's being your good boy! Of course he's gonna be all giggly and smiley.

There is, however, one issue.

He's wriggly.

He tries SO hard to stay still, but he can't! He feels so good and he can't help the way he wriggles and moves around when you touch him, but it can get in the way of scenes. Like when you're trying to overestimate him but he cant stop his legs from shaking and moving.

The solution to this is restraints.

At first he's uncertain about it, and he actually thinks he's not good enough? He knows he's not supposed to be moving around as much as he is, and he can't help but think that you're disappointed in him and that the restraints are some sort of punishment.

But that couldnt be further from the truth.

You can see how hard he's trying to keep still, and you arent upset with him that he can't. You know it's not something he can control, and you can see that it's actually something that's distracting him. You want him to focus on what you're doing to him, on how he feels, on being present in the moment with you but he can't do that when all he's thinking about is trying to stay still.

Which is why you want to try restraints, because esteban won't have to think about staying still anymore. He'll have the restraints keeping him exactly where you want him and he can just focus on being a good boy for you.

When you say that, he's suddenly very interested. He can't deny that the thought of not having to worry about anything besides being good for you is very nice.

The first thing that you try is a spreader bar, keeping his ankles apart and then tying his ankles to each side of the bed too, so that he can't move his legs.

You take a moment to make sure he's comfortable, and he actually loves it? It's so easy to clear his head and relax back against the bed when he has absolutely nothing to worry about.

And it's so much easier for you to play with him like that, now that he can't get away from you at all.

Needless to say, restraints become a common element in scenes.

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mariacallous · 7 months

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In the wake of Hamas’ deadly attacks on Israel this weekend—and the Israeli military’s response—journalists, researchers, open source intelligence (OSINT) experts, and fact-checkers rushed to verify the deluge of raw video footage and images being shared online by people on the ground. But users of X (formerly Twitter) seeking information on the conflict faced a flood of disinformation.

While all major world events are now accompanied almost instantly by a deluge of disinformation aimed at controlling the narrative, the scale and speed at which disinformation was being seeded about the Israel-Hamas conflict is unprecedented—particularly on X.

“For many reasons, this is the hardest time I’ve ever had covering a crisis on here,” Justin Peden, an OSINT researcher from Alabama known online as the Intel Crab, posted on X. “Credible links are now photos. On the ground news outlets struggle to reach audiences without an expensive blue check mark. Xenophobic goons are boosted by the platform’s CEO. End times, folks.”

When Peden covered the escalation in Gaza in 2021, the sources he was seeing in his feed were from people on the ground or credible news agencies. This weekend, he says, verified content or primary sources were virtually impossible to find on X.

“It’s getting incredibly hard to find people that actually live in Palestine or in southern Israel,” Peden tells WIRED. “It’s been incredibly hard to find their preliminary information and share their videos and photos. You have this perfect storm where on the ground, preliminary sources are not being amplified, especially those that maybe don’t speak English, which is a large majority of users in that area.”

Boosted by the algorithm that promotes users willing to pay X $8 a month for a premium subscription, posts from those with a blue checkmark shot to the top of news feeds for people seeking information about the conflict.

Rather than being shown verified and fact-checked information, X users were presented with video game footage passed off as footage of a Hamas attack and images of firework celebrations in Algeria presented as Israeli strikes on Hamas. There were faked pictures of soccer superstar Ronaldo holding the Palestinian flag, while a three-year-old video from the Syrian civil war repurposed to look like it was taken this weekend.

As a result, Peden says that he and his fellow OSINT researchers have to spend their time debunking years-old content rather than verifying and sharing real footage from the conflict.

Many of these videos and images racked up hundreds of thousands of views and engagements. While some later featured a note from X’s decimated community fact-checking system, many more remained untouched. And as Elon Musk has repeatedly done in recent incidents, the platform’s CEO made the situation much worse.

“For following the war in real-time, @WarMonitors & @sentdefender are good,” Musk wrote in a post to his 150 million followers on Sunday morning. Both the accounts Musk referenced are well-known spreaders of disinformation. For example, both accounts spread the lie that there had been an explosion near the White House in May, a story that made the US stock market briefly plummet before it was debunked.

Many users also pointed out that the @WarMonitors account had a history of posting antisemitic comments on X. Last year, the account replied to a post from Ye (formerly Kanye West) thanking the rapper and adding: “The overwhelming majority of people in the media and banks are zi0nists” while telling another X user in June to “go worship a jew lil bro.”

Musk deleted his recommendation soon after posting it, but not before it was viewed over 11 million times. Later on Sunday, Musk wrote: “As always, please try to stay as close to the truth as possible, even for stuff you don’t like.”

Experts believe that the proliferation of disinformation on X around the Israel-Hamas conflict this weekend is largely the result of changes Musk has made to the platform over the past year, including his decision to fire most of the people responsible for tackling disinformation.

“Elon Musk’s changes to the platform work entirely to the benefit of terrorists and war propagandists,” Emerson Brooking, a researcher at the Atlantic Council Digital Forensics Research Lab, tells WIRED. “Changes in profit and incentive structure mean that there’s a lot more tendency for people to share at high volume information which may not be true because they are trying to maximize view counts. Anyone can buy one of those little blue checks and change their profile picture to something that’s seemingly a media outlet. It takes quite a bit of work to vet who’s telling the truth and who’s not.”

X, which eliminated its entire PR team last year, responded to WIRED’s request for comment on the proliferation of disinformation on its platform with the automated message: “Busy now, please check back later.”

Peden says the Twitter algorithm has been designed to boost content that gets the most engagement, which incentivizes bad actors to share disinformation.

“The videos and images that you’re seeing of air strikes, they’re very prolific,” Peden says. “They’re very hard-hitting, and unfortunately that means engagement does incredibly, incredibly well. These images are horrible and dramatic, and they perform well. So there is an incentive by others, especially those trying to push a narrative to share an old video from years ago, just because people love looking at the stuff.”

In an echo of what happened when Russia invaded Ukraine in 2022, much of the primary footage emerging from the Israel-Hamas conflict over the weekend was posted first on the encrypted message platform Telegram. From there, it was taken and reshared on other platforms, but in most cases the footage was not fact-checked first or it was taken out of context to suit the narrative being pushed by the poster.

“There’s an immense amount of primary content that was first posted in Telegram groups in one form or another, but there’s essentially no way to vet that information. Then that primary information hits others platforms, notably Twitter, where there’s an immense battle of spin and narrative taking place,” Brooking says. “You have artisans on every side, as well as sympathizers from one group or another, who are also joining this [battle].”

The situation is so bad on X right now that even seasoned OSINT researchers are being duped by fake accounts, including one that shared a false claim about Israeli prime minister Benjamin Netanyahu being hospitalized over the weekend.

“Any sort of ground truth, which was always hard to get on Twitter, is now entirely out of reach,” Brooking says.

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claraameliapond · 6 months

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The Indigenous Voice Referendum Australia 2023

Floored and devastated

repulsed at the racist selfishness of the no voters

It had NOTHING TO DO WITH THEM.

This is NOT who we are

Although it's a comforting narrative that no voters and conservatives are dying out - and will gradually have less and less pull

Firstly - It's too gradual to just wait it out

And Secondly- It's foolish to think that's only where these no votes are coming from

Younger less educated people are part of this too

Ignorant and arrogant - and selfish- that's what less education translates to.

This highlights, more than ever, how important it is to have strict policies in place legally for managing misinformation, fear mongering and propaganda spreading

We need laws about media monopolies and restricting or banning them altogether

Because one agenda from a multimillion dollar media monopoly cannot have majority access to inform a whole country. Especially because they were intentionally running interference with the simplest truth - they threw everything at it - spreading misinformation, blatant repulsive, violent lies - totally made up lies, not even remotely connected to what was being proposed. It's heartbreaking they could invent such lies and then spread those repulsive invented lies so fully and have people believe them.

And less educated people are always more vulnerable to propaganda: they believe hatred without a second thought. They don't fact check. They don't research. They don't make sure. Any excuse to flaunt their selfish racist self interest, against anyone else who might actually be more vulnerable, worse off.

However, That's the thing about this referendum - IT WASNT "US AGAINST THEM"

It was just : do we all agree that indigenous Australians should get to share information and advice with the government about how best to provide the care and facilities we already provide to them. So they work. Because they haven't been. So it would be a good use of money and then we can achieve permanent results and solutions for those issues and then move on, and do different things with that money. To actually move forward with this and not be stuck in stasis with things not improving.

That was literally all it was

It still is an issue now.

Don't loose hope

I'm still proud of all of the Yes voters- there were a good amount of us - and we will continue to turn the tide from ignorance and misinformation to the truth.

We've got to keep going 💪🏻 🙌🏻 👏🏻 🙏🏻

And now we have a more accurate idea of how to do that , and what needs to be fixed with people's understanding of this in our country. We can use this information to succeed

Ironically - doing exactly what the referendum was about : getting more accurate information to better help vulnerable communities of indigenous Australia.

But apparently, we've got to deal with the misinformed tantrum havers first - they make everything an "us against them" even when it literally wasn't. It doesn't affect anyone else. It could only have been positive. They make every issue an "us against them " even when it has literally nothing to do with them, because everything's a tantrum if it's not about them.

We've got accurate information now - just not about the people we were expecting : we know how to combat the racist minformation spreaders, and those who believed them.

What we need is :

Real limits and legal consequences on misinformation spreading, fear mongering and propaganda

Real limits on media monopolies and restrictions from letting them operate the way they do.

AND we do have to continue to combat this misinformation and propaganda whenever it is paraded near us. Respond with the truth, and make sure you ALWAYS RESPOND.

Don't let them think they're right.

Respond simply and calmly with the truth.

I'm sorry we have to do this but we do.

I don't want to be anywhere near those people, but if they identify themselves- we have to respond.

Respond and correct them.

Their idiocy can not and does not rewrite the truth. We are right and the truth of what this is, always was and what we need to do still exists

A few sources to begin to understand this:

A breakdown of who voted what where

Interpreting these results properly - this is well worth a read

I am looking forward to seeing the full count when it's ready. Make sure to look at those things - from Official sources.

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO VOTED YES

I stand proudly with you on the side of truth. Empathy. Morality. Justice

We have a more accurate idea of what's going on now: let's get to work

Also thank you to MC HAMMER for supporting and encouraging and campaigning for people to vote yes. That was lovely.

It really was a very simple thing - the truth is still the truth and we will succeed

Love and strength to us all

By goodness we need it

Xxxx🤍🖤🧡❤🤍🖤🧡❤💗💖💜💕💕💓💗

My heart was so full when I voted yes - it's an obvious yes

And it still is

Because YES is the truth

It is what is needed.

Still.

And we will achieve it xxxxx

#The VOICE #THE VOICE REFERENDUM #AUSTRALIA #YES23 #AUSTRALIAN REFERENDUM #PSA #The INDIGENOUS AUSTRALIAN VOICE #VOTE YES #THANK YOU FOR VOTING YES #Let's keep going #It's still the truth #We will achieve it #Antony Green #Referendum 2023 #MC HAMMER #KINDNESS #LOVE #SOLIDARITY

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Hello - very extremely gay woman who loves your art here again.

Just wanted to pop in and say your art is so amazing omg - I don’t use tumblr that often but whenever I do I’m always happy to see your art pop up on my page! I love all the way you draw all the dbd gals, especially Haddie, Mikaela, Sadako and Amanda :D The little family of Haddie Mikaela and Sadako is adorable btw

Also can I have your thoughts on the ship of Adriana(skull merchant)/Zarina/Amanda(pig)?

Zarina and/or Mikaela with Amanda are ships I’ve liked for a long time but I think the AZA ship could be cute :3

Dawww those are very high compliments for all my doodles, thank you<3 it means so much to me that I can make people happy.

Also that’s a very inch resting concept! Considering Zarina’s story, I can totally see Adriana and Amanda finding her fascinating- a woman who exposes truths via film? Now that’s something a hero-obsessed Brazilian woman and a seemingly spreader of belief can get behind.

#ask #dbd #dead by daylight #dbd survivor #dbd killer #dbd skull merchant #adriana imai #dbd pig #dbd amanda #amanda young #dbd zarina #zarina kassir

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Hello! I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you might be able to recommend some Arsenal blogs? I am new to Tumblr and don't really know where to start haha

hii hii!! omg no bother at all, i'd love to!!! welcome to gunnerblr, i hope you're prepared for the shitshow brought to you by my beloveds 🤭💕

in no particular order at all:

@barbiegirlmartin my wifey! posts slay edits, the sweeeeetest and deals with my bullshit on the daily 😚💗

@fabiovieiras funniest ever, talented editor, and a blessing on the dash <3 founding mother of fabinelli hive!!

@colorsofmyseason / @anothercolorsofmyseason i believe was the first arsenal blog i followed! always super up-to-date with content 🫡

@mccleans a local celebrity i must say so myself, sometimes posts mustafi/mourinho/etc jumpscares but we all love her abundantly anyway <3

@robholdingprotocol makes GORGEOUS text edits (idk what they're called exactly..) that make me cry into my pillow 🫶

@footballandshit not a strictly arsenal blog, but such a lovely person and makes very very cool art i don't see elsewhere!!

@maiteo a puter genius so i've heard! eye-candy spreader on the dash 🤭

@santicazorla arsenal and f1, jorginho fucker but i love her very much 😚😚

@wvldorf the queen of fancams... the Mother the Creator 😩💓

@smithrowed and @permertesacker the gif creators that keep on giving !! didn't watch the game? don't even worry bc they WILL deliver ‼️

@trentskis arsepool blog, it's giving mixed marriage!!! 💏

@sunatron literally JUST posted not one, but TWO fancams that i'm obsessed with (hii wiloooo) 🙈

also VERY important mentions, respected nelli hive members: @ne11i @starboygabi @gabriel-martinelli @victorosim 🫡

@bukayos speaks truth only btw 😤

@mikarteta is so so friendly and sweet, impossible to not like 🥺

@vivstenius my most trusted awfc source!!

@alex-iwobi literally so fkn funny?? i cannot be rbing every single text post like !! 😭

@chelleisamazing mixed with bundesliga too so you might learn a thing or two!

@albert-anon a niche blog but is a centre of worship for our beloved assistant coach 😌

@odegaardism certified ødegirlie but also my sister in the østihive <33

#just in time to spread some love for vals day hehe #i'm soo sorry if i missed anyone my memory is so shit and you can scream at me if you want 😭#i hope this is helpful anon! hope you have fun around here!! 💕#anon #asks

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Sensations

For the lovely people of tumblr that do not yet have an ao3 and for the approval of @aliasrocket and @elegant-fleuret I love both your stuff so much please notice me sempai’s. Part 1 Rating: Explicit Tension boils over between you and Rocket culminating in a misunderstanding that will certainly change the vibe. The reader is an AFAB non-binary. Telling Rocket to “Go fuck himself” was probably a bad thing in hindsight. Perhaps it was a step too far to lob a small Rocket Raccoon hand puppet at him exclaiming “Here to help you with that” and slamming the door. Even worse was engaging in your favorite addiction without making sure the door was securely locked. Karma had to be the driving cause as to why you found yourself naked on your bed, knees held apart by a collapsible spreader bar and hands held securely in handcuffs on either corner of your bed. The restraints did not guarantee that you were about to be in danger, no that honor went to the man between your legs.

Rocket Raccoon drinking you in like you were going to be a feast that he would enjoy at his preferred pace and that pace alone. The lecherous smile that slowly crept over his face was meant to disguise his intentions but it did not for it never reached his eyes. His eyes were still brimming with rage with the scene he witnessed when he barged into your room just a bit earlier and what he saw you doing to yourself. You were fairly sure he temporarily drugged you; it was the only real explanation to the restraints and the ball gag that was currently keeping you from uttering a single coherent word. You could see in the reflection of the mirror across the bed that the ball gag was orange and it made sense it was a color he was fond of.

“You’re probably wondering what’s going on I’m assuming?” The words rolled out of his mouth with Rocket letting the last word languish over his tongue a moment before escaping. Somehow life had afforded Rocket the blessing of a voice that held an accent that made him sound like an old New York gangster from years before just a bit of class along with the vulgarities. And it was fucking hot.

You hated being an audiophile.

You nodded wordlessly at him hoping to get whatever payback he was after over with because you could not have him tell the others what he saw. They’d never want to be around you again if they found out.

“The only thing that made sense when you were babbling all the bullshit when I came in was that you did it cause you can’t feel right now so I’m going to help you feel”

Rocket was taking what you said earlier literally about your ability to feel the sensation of touch instead of your ham handed way of explaining that you were dissociating again. How terrified you were.

Rocket places a hand down on your shoulder slowly rubbing up and down its length “We’ll start slowly you know wake the body up and all” he started trailing his hands over your collarbone, your sides and just ghosting his touch over your breasts.

Your breath caught in your throat, it would have even if not for the gag and you feel as your body grew flush with nipples slowly starting to harden. Were you really that touch starved?

Rocket broke the silence “I know you find me sexy anyways” You shook your head no but it looked pathetic at best.

“You told me during that drunk Truth or Dare game Quill made us do, remember?”

Fuck, you drank too much that night to recall it clearly.

Damn your Demisexuality.

And Tequila.

Rocket grasped your chin causing you to give him direct eye contact “I’m not going to hurt you but I’m still pissed about that puppet and even more so with what you were doing earlier” his voice got louder and angrier causing you to flinch a little before he settled your face in between his hands.

“I’m going to show you what pleasure feels like” Rocket took a hand to gently cup the back of my head before gently beginning to nibble up the column of your neck. The sensation makes your head swim dizzy, delicious and desperate for any kind touch. Yes you let the Guardians hug you but it was so rare that you let anyone touch your skin it felt too intimate to do. To summon up that kind of trust again.

“I’m going to continue now, nod your head if that’s a’ight” You could feel your head bob up and down in agreement as he nibbled, choosing to continue his actions while waiting for your response. He could easily see you nodding reflected in the mirror across from your bed.

Rocket continued his assault on your body showering your neck and just behind your ears with an assortment of nibbles and kisses. It felt so intoxicating that you didn’t even notice him deftly slipping the gag off your mouth. He finally kissed you after what felt like an eternity of torture and it was exhilarating soft at first then bold tongues dueling for control. He was winning as he gave your tongue a hard suck just lightly dragging his canines over it. You didn’t mind losing. It only got better when you realized that the reason you were feeling his hands on your arse gently kneading the flesh while also feeling something delightful on your breasts was because he was using his tail.

The soft fur of his tail was slowly dragged over the tops of your breasts gently teasing the nipples. You could feel him smirk into the kiss as you let out a small mewling sound as he continued his ministrations. Rocket pulled away from the kiss deciding to continue his journey of exploration of your naked form as you protested missing his lips against yours. The protests swiftly got swallowed by the lured moans that came out of your mouth once Rocket’s own mouth found its way around one of your breasts enveloping with its sinfully wet warmth. Sucking hard pulling the soft plumpness of your breast further into his mouth lightly grazing your nipple with his fangs. He made sure that the other breast did not feel forgotten kneading it slowly in time to the rhythm of the sucking of your breast.

Rockets tail had now made place between your open thighs gently stroking at the sensitive skin in between. You could already feel the tip of his tail start to grow damp with the evidence of your arousal. You felt so overwhelmed with sensation making you feel that delicious buzz you got once you had your fix.

A loud pop distracted you from your thoughts as Rocket had finished feasting on your breasts a trail of saliva trailed from his mouth from your tender nipple. You felt as if he kissed down the rest of your torso before getting to where you needed him most.

Rocket drank in the sight of your bare pussy openly ogling the flushed lips of your dripping labia and clitoros that was swollen and painfully desperate for some form of stimulation. Rocket hovered mere inches away gently blowing on your pussy causing your cliteros to throb painfully with need. He took a moment to inhale the scent that your dripping folds were letting off.

“Oh yeah” He enunciated the phrase in the same way he did when he was able to get his hands around a big gun. Rocket started to gently rub your outer lips lazily drawing circles around your opening but avoiding touching your clit.

You were sloppy with need and you required so much more from him. Needed him to keep touching you. He said he was going to show you pleasure and he was making good on that word but not quite giving you the release you deserve and it was driving you crazy contending with the liquid fire of lust pounding into each one of your cells relentlessly.

Rocket was enjoying his exploration of your body and the moans that kept tumbling out of your mouth, the loose whorish moans that made Rocket stiffen with arousal. Rocket just needed to stick to the plan flooding you with so much sensation that you never forget what it feels like to feel. Rocket had taken a scan of you while passed out to confirm that there was no biological reason why you couldn’t feel so he figured you needed a hard reset every once and a while which he was happy to deliver. So Rocket would take you from one spectrum of pleasure to the next until you were begging him to slid inside you then he would start the next part of his plan. He didn’t forget about that puppet you threw at him and he would make you pay for that later.

Rocket’s ears perked up when he could hear the soft tumble of pleas falling out of your mouth.

“Rocket, please” Was the best effort that you could get out of your mouth, and Rocket was delighted to see his plan was working. There you were chest heaving with exertion, the glistening of sweat over your body and the delicious smells you gave off it was making him hungry.

“You want me to touch this?” Rocket ghosts over your clit watching as you arched, smirking as you nodded your head up and down with rapid enthusiasm. He slowly starts to apply pressure onto your clit a bit firmer than before and that’s all it takes for the tension to finally snap as you cum for the first time of the night. Your head was swimming with the aftereffects of the orgasm as you just made out Rocket asking “No one’s ever spent this much time on you huh?” He started pressing firmer circles around your clit relishing in the bucking of your hips, the way you bit your lip as you moaned and how your pupils had taken over your irises fully. Rocket kept rubbing away at your pussy alternating between long slow circles and quick rapid ones bringsingyou to another additional two orgasms.

“You look so pretty like this don’t cha”

You breathed out a weak “Ah ha” in response it was getting so hard to stay focused you were so sensitive.

“So fucking pretty all pink and wet for me and I bet pretty tasty”

You couldn’t figure out the implications of his statement before he made the intended action of sliding his long tongue around your labia, fully overwhelming your cunt with pleasure.

Rocket was lost in the sensation of your vaginal walls gripping him tightly as he tongue fucked you open his muzzle slipping in just slightly. The thickness of his tongue added an extra bit of delight because it made so much more pressure behind the stroking of your g-spot. You did think that not anything could feel better than this till Rocket inserted some of his fingers into you to start pumping away.

“Do you like this Kit” the nickname stirring something deep within your belly that was already full with desire.

“Ah Ha” He started to pump his fingers faster, scissoring his fingers together to get the most reaction from you.

“I want a Yes or No. You can do that for me can’t you Kit”

“Yes” You shouted out as you rode through the fifth orgasm that you had since Rocket turned his attention to your pussy. Rocket continued to feast on you like your pussy contained the last bit of moisture that he would ever find to survive, seeming to attempt to suck your dripping cunt dry. He rode you through an additional five orgasms before sliding up your painfully sensitive body to your ear.

“You know I said I was going to show you how to feel and don’t think I’ve forgotten about the puppet”

You felt him grip the back of your head painfully, the stinging nerves helping to steady the foggy state of your orgasm filled mind.

“Now I’m going to be nice and show you what pain and pleasure have in common”

He held your chin in place forcing you to keep eye contact with his beautiful brown eyes now glowing with lust.

“You’re going to be my Lil Fuck Puppet aren’t you to make up for all your bullshit right?”

Without skipping a beat you answered “Yes”

“Oh Yeah”

#rocket raccoon x reader #rocket raccoon fanfic #rocket raccoon & reader #rocket raccoon smut

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dailycharacteroption · 11 months

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Roleplaying Races 13: Vanara

(art by Stonr87 on DeviantArt)

We’re back to another mythologically-inspired ancestry, this time from Hindu myth!

Indeed, today we are looking at the vanara, the playful and mischievous monkey people from Vudra and the Impossible Lands!

In Hindu legends, the vanara are described as either “belonging to the forest” or a “forest man”, depending on how you read the word. Regardless, they are described as being monkey-like, with tails, fur, and simian features, though it is unclear how literal these ancient accounts were being, as they might have, if there is any historical grain of truth to these myths, been a civilization of people living in the wilds. Either way, the vanara were described as being playful and childish, but wise and kind, and on several occasions, aided humanity and Rama himself against Ravana and the asura.

This inspiration holds true into Pathfinder, as the vanara were born from the ambitious folly of their patron deity, Ragdya, who set them up to spread his ways and perform his will as spreaders of mischief and thieves of the riches of mortal and immortal tyrants alike. This has earned them the enmity of rakshasa and naga alike, and made them allies among many Vudrani folk, and others as their people have spread from that land. Their greatest legendary trick was in sabotaging the bridge Ravana, master of the Rakshasa had enslaved them to build. Each brick was meant to be carved with the suffering face of the slave that carved it as a symbol of their submission and the demigod’s total domination over them. However, the enslaved vanara coordinated with each other so that each brick would be mouthing a syllable of prayer to various gods. When Ravana strode over the completed bridge, the shifting bricks echoed those prayers, attracting the attention of the gods, who threw down the blaspheming Rakshasa, freeing the vanara and human laborers alike.

Since then, vanara are mostly found in Vudra and Jalmeray, but they do wander the world in enclaves, and for the most part promote goodness and playfulness, as well as making fools of the wicked.

Vanaras appear to be human-sized monkeys, sporting brown, tan, or golden goats of fur, with the thickest hair growing atop their heads, letting them style it in much the same way as other humanoids might. They possess hand-like feet, as well as tails. They possess blunt teeth with pointed incisors similar to some monkey, and have large, expressive eyes.

The monkey-people seek balance and comfort, willing to dare to pursue different ideals and desires without going too far overboard. They can be mischievous, but not cruel, devout, but not zealous, and so on. In this way, they seek growth, change, and enlightenment, and many find purpose in bringing the wicked to shame, though they also seek not to burden themselves or others with strife brought about by recklessness.

As for their culture and society, the vanara typically are ruled by a holy person of some kind, though they themselves often feel estranged from their creator deity and others due to how immutable said deities seem in comparison to their own impermanence. Regardless, they have a deep regard for that which is sacred.

Vanaras are agile and introspective, but their antics cause them to grate on others at times.

Being monkey-like, they also are agile climbers as well.

This also gives them good night-vision, though they still rely on light.

They are also light on the feet, making them agile and stealthy.

Their tail is also not just for show, being a fully prehensile limb capable of grasping objects.

Of course, plenty of vanara are born differently. Some focus more on flexibility than stealth, while some have the supernatural ability to shrink when needed. Others who live among other raises are less practiced in climbing, but make up for it with knowledge in broad areas. Some emulate the risk-taking of various monkey divinities, gaining a knack for activating unfamiliar magic items as a result. And some are born as “whitecaps”, vanara with shorter tails, more baboon-like features, and scalps and manes of white fur, their stooping gait making them more stable as a result.

A vanara’s agility and wisdom makes monk a natural choice, but that also applies to ranged hunters and rangers as well. The prehensile tail combined with dexterity and buffs to acrobatics also makes them highly appealing to sneaky classes like rogue, slayer, swashbuckler, and even investigators. Also, given that devotion to the divine is a common theme with them, wisdom-based divine classes also have good appeal. Their one weakness is the charisma reduction, making charisma casters and social types more difficult to play. However, it’s a very minor weakness, one that you can build around quite easily. (side note, it’s nice to see a charisma penalty from being a bit too friendly and casual with others to the point of annoyance, instead of the typical antisocial tendencies towards other ancestries that we usually see)

That’s it for today, but we still have two more days of fun ancestries to explore. Tune in tomorrow for a playable option inspired by, of all things, an art form!

#pathfinder #race #vanara

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constantly-deactivated · 1 year

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They Want You to Keep Wearing Your Masks

If you dig for the truth about this influenza outbreak you would discover it was a vaccination they gave to the military. They were the super spreaders so here we are again repeating history when they had the world wearing masks... Wearing a mask for long periods of time without changing it or cleaning a cloth one... Caused the bacterial infection.🤔

You Decide⁉️

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The Toy Box Killer

David Parker Ray, also known as the Toy Box Killer, was an American kidnapper, torturer, serial rapist, and suspected serial killer. Although no bodies were found, several accomplices have accused Ray of killing several women. The police suspected him to have murdered as many as sixty women from Arizona and New Mexico while living in Elephant Butte, New Mexico, which is approximately seven miles north of Truth or Consequences.

Ray used soundproofing methods on a semi-trailer, which he referred to as his "toy box" and equipped it with items used for sexual torture. He would kidnap five or six women a year and hold each of them captive for three to four months. During this period he would sexually abuse his victims, sometimes involving his dog or wife (who willingly participated in her husband's crimes), and frequently torture them with whips, chains, clamps, straps, pulleys, leg spreader bars, electric shock machines, saws, and surgical blades. It is believed that he had accomplices, some of which are alleged to be several of the women he was dating. Inside of the torture room, along with the numerous sex toys, torture implements, syringes, and detailed diagrams showing ways of inflicting pain, there was a homemade electrical generator which Ray used to inflict torture among his victims.

A mirror was mounted in the ceiling, above the obstetric table to which he strapped his victims. Ray also put his victims in wooden contraptions that bent them over and immobilized them while he had his dogs and sometimes friends rape them. He has been said to have wanted his victims to see everything he was doing to them. Ray also had an audio tape recording of his voice played for his victims whenever they regained consciousness.

Cynthia Vigil was abducted from an Albuquerque parking lot by Ray and his girlfriend, Cindy Hendy. She was taken to Elephant Butte, confined to the trailer and tortured. After three days of captivity, Vigil escaped from the trailer on March 22, 1999.

To escape, she waited until Ray had gone to work, and then unlocked her chains with keys that Hendy had left on a nearby table. Hendy noticed Vigil's attempt to escape and a fight ensued. During the struggle, Hendy broke a lamp on the captive's head, but Vigil unlocked her chains and stabbed Hendy in the neck with an icepick.

Vigil fled while wearing only an iron slave collar and padlocked chains. She ran down the road seeking help, which she got from a nearby homeowner who took her in, comforted her, and called the police. Her escape led officials to the trailer and instigated the capture of Ray and his accomplices. Police detained Ray and Hendy.

Another victim, Angelica Montano, came forward with a similar story to that of Vigil. She said she had been held captive by Ray after Hendy invited her to the house to pick up a cake mix. After being raped and tortured, Montano convinced the pair to release her along the highway. She was picked up by an off-duty law enforcement officer and told him what happened, but he didn't believe her and left her at a bus stop. She also later called police about the incident, but there was no follow-up.

Police identified another victim, Kelli Garrett, from a videotape which dated from 1996.Garrett was found alive in Colorado after police identified her from a tattoo on her ankle. She testified that she had gotten in a fight with her husband and decided to spend the night playing pool with friends. Ray's daughter, Jesse, who knew Garrett, took her to the Blu-Water Saloon in Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, and may have drugged the beer she was drinking. She offered Garrett a ride home but instead took Garrett to her father’s house.

Garrett said she endured two days of torture before Ray drove her back to her home. Ray told her husband that he had found the woman incoherent on a beach. Her husband did not believe that she could not remember where she had been and Garrett said she did not know what to tell police and so did not contact them. Her husband sued for divorce and Garrett moved to Colorado. She was later interviewed on Cold Case Files about her ordeal.

The FBI sent 100 agents to examine Ray's property and surroundings, but no identifiable human remains were found.

To prevent women from reporting the assaults, Ray drugged them in an attempt to induce amnesia. He made a tape recording of himself telling one woman that the drugs were sodium pentothal and phenobarbital.

While awaiting trial, Ray spoke to FBI profilers and said that he was fascinated by the kidnapping of Colleen Stan and other sexually motivated kidnappings. The FBI had spoken to Ray as early as 1989 in connection with his business manufacturing and selling bondage-related sexual devices.

A judge ruled that the cases for crimes against Cynthia Vigil, Angelica Montano, and Kelli Garrett would be severed, meaning that Ray would be tried for each separately. Prosecutors said this damaged their case as each woman's story would otherwise have corroborated and bolstered the others' accounts. The judge also ruled much of the evidence found in the trailer during the 1999 raid could not be admitted in the Garrett or Montano cases. The first trial, for crimes against Kelli Garrett, resulted in a mistrial after two jurors said they found her story unbelievable. Ray’s defense was that the sex trailer was part of Ray’s fantasy life and any sex that took place, was consensual. After a retrial, Ray was convicted on all 12 counts.

A week into his trial for crimes against Vigil, Ray agreed to a plea bargain and was sentenced in 2001 to 224 years in prison for numerous offenses in the abduction and sexual torture of three young women at his Elephant Butte home. The plea deal was to obtain leniency for his daughter. Prosecutors stated that the surviving victims had approved of this deal. Ray's daughter, Glenda Jean "Jesse" Ray, was charged with kidnapping and criminal sexual penetration. She pled no contest and received a 30-month sentence with an additional five years to be served on probation.

In 1999, Dennis Roy Yancy pleaded guilty to the 1997 murder of 22-year-old Marie Parker in Elephant Butte. Yancy confessed to helping Jesse Ray lure Parker into captivity in her father’s trailer. Yancy said that Parker was tortured and that Ray forced him to strangle the woman to death. Parker's body was never found; prosecutors noted that no forensic evidence was found to tie Parker to the Rays.

Yancy was also charged with kidnapping, two counts of conspiracy to commit a crime, and tampering with evidence. He was sentenced to 30 years. The Rays were not charged in Parker’s murder. In 2010, Yancy was paroled after serving 11 years in prison, but the release was delayed by difficulties in negotiating a plan for residence. Three months after his release in 2011, Yancy was charged with violating his parole. He was remanded to custody, where he remained until 2021, serving the rest of his original sentence.

In 2000, Cindy Hendy, an accomplice who testified against Ray, received a sentence of 36 years for her role in the crimes. She was scheduled to receive parole in 2017. She was released on July 15, 2019, after serving the two years of her parole in prison.

On May 28, 2002, Ray was taken to the Lea County Correctional Facility, in Hobbs, New Mexico, to be questioned by state police. He died of a heart attack before the interrogation took place.

Cynthia Vigil and Christine Barber later founded Street Safe New Mexico, a volunteer harm reduction nonprofit that works with sex workers and other vulnerable people living on the street.

#true crime #the toy box killer #david parker ray

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