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viro-lil-goat · 2 months
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I really hope this reaches more people, I'm only reposting this information from Instagram, the least that I can do. (Update: I changed their upbringing as it appears to have been listed wrong) Wiki page
When I just saw this information I couldn't stop crying thinking about it, and now my heart aches. They were the same age as me, I know for a fact like any other teen they dreamt of their future, who they would want to become, what to achieve, create, wondering if they meet those in the future they can call friends, wondeting if it'll get better when they grow up, maybe wished to leave that terrible place or maybe wanted to stay. How could anyone let this happen, why were they discharged from hospital so easily? And the school, we all know why. I hate to think about how, even with all the progress made, these things still happen.
"murdered schoolgirl Brianna Ghey on February 16, 2023. Candlelit vigils are being held across the UK this week for Brianna Ghey, 16, who was stabbed at Linear Park in Culcheth, Cheshire last Saturday. Brianna was a transgender girl and police are now investigating her killing as a hate crime. A boy and girl, both 15, have been charged with her murder"
An article that explains trans hate crime murders as on 2023
I hate everyone who have ever committed such vile hate crimes, I wish them in prison and hell. But i would never go down to their level. But I also blame the government, the school, and even those bigoted online accounts that teach their followers hate. In this case LibsOfTikTok, who targeted the teacher of this school, who supports lgbtq+, so they had to leave their position. It must have been the push for this to happen. I think their tiktok account has been thankfully deleten. But i have no idea about Twitter or any other. Please check and mass report them if it still exists. (Link to Instagram reel that this information is from)
ADDITION, PLEASE MASS REPORT THESE ACCOUNTS
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uncanny-tranny · 6 months
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The leftism/anticapitalism leaving people's bodies the zeptosecond you imply that disabled people who aren't "productive" still matter in society and need to be treated like intrinsic equals who have a place in this world:
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thatadhdmood · 1 year
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@nutmegan17 on tiktoks eating tray hack
By keeping a tray full of no prepare necessary food, in the fridge it can be used to aid neurodivergent or fatigued people.
By putting food like, cheese and crackers, or whatever is a safe food for you personally on the tray, it can be taken easily to the couch or bed to be eaten from whenever you are hungry.
This prevents executive dysfunction or fatigue and any reason preventing you from eating. You need to care of yourself because everyone needs food to stay alive including you.
You deserve to eat even when on a bad brain day and are unable to prepare a meal for yourself.
If not having a full meal doesn't satisfy you, a snack may even give you the energy to make a full meal afterwards!
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catorikishin · 6 months
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Girl, you wanna be eaten so bad it makes you look stupid
PRINT
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catzgam3rz · 2 years
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everything you need is within you
you are stronger than you know
you are the daylight
you are the night
the darkness you fight is within you
the light you seek is within you
you are not alone
Good Game, Mr. Blade
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kosmonauttihai · 7 months
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Hatchlings at the Cradle, or post-Dread Tallon IV revisit feels.
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sticks-pics · 2 months
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eldritch-ace · 4 days
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Don’t let your friends watch Hannibal
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neocentral · 6 months
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rating: 18+. mdni.
content: noncon, haechan x reader
you were playing him and he knew it. it was clear in your shifty eyes and perked ears each time your hand crept up his leg and towards the button of his pants, the boredom as you quickly pumped his erect cock, the clear distaste when haechan's tongue eagerly licked into your mouth, teeth bumping yours as he breathed deeply through his nose, and the relief when you were finally able to inch away, hurriedly wiping pearly cum off your hands and onto his pants. you didn't like haechan. but he liked you so, so much.
his hands always itched to graze the skin of your thighs every time you went to touch him. he wished he could feel the heat of your core around his calloused fingers as he curiously explored your sensitive pussy, feel you soaking his palm as he did so. but you never let him, slapping his hand away with a grimace you were quick to hide, instead leaning towards him, whispering that it's all about him. i just want to make you feel good, you breathe.
he always relented, but haechan was determined to make today different.
haechan grunts lowly, gripping the stiff fabric of the cheap couch, feeling the strain begin in his fingertips before moving to his palms, then up his arms. his toes curl in his shoes, thighs flexing and hips aching to thrust into your tight fist. he feels like he's burning, intense heat bubbling under his skin, painting his tan skin with a red hue. he was sticky all over, a layer of sweat coating his figure as he fought to control himself.
haechan pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, watching as your blurry face became clear. a whimper caught in his throat as his eyes flickered across it, taking in your lashes fanning your disinterested expression. you met his eyes, making him twitch in your palm at a simple glance. fog crept up his lenses, obscuring his view but he still saw the raise of your eyebrows.
shaky fingers reached for the thick, black temples of his glasses, pants falling from his lips as he wipes them clean before messily sliding them back onto his face. he could sense the way they sat lopsided but his brain didn't allow him to feel embarrassed. he pushed himself towards you, lips puckered.
"haechan," you said, thumb playing with his swollen tip.
"what?" he slurred, pout extended.
"i said no more kissing."
he shut his eyes, scrunching his nose to attempt to raise his glasses. "just a little... please..."
you shook your head, the nails of your spare hand lightly clawing at his base. he shivers, pressing a sloppy kiss to your nose. you recoil, “gross, haechan.”
“just c’mere,” he whispers, a finger slithering beneath your skirt, “i can make you feel good, too. promise.”
“no,” you snap, moving away, “don’t touch me.”
haechan’s long dark bangs slide over his forehead, gliding over his lashes, tickling his ears as he shakes his head, shoulders pushing against yours. his cock jumps, the precum leaking from his top smearing over the hem of his white t-shirt. it brushes your thigh, making you squirm beneath him but he paid your intention to get away from him no mind. instead, he focused on how easily your skirt rode up your thighs and how soft your skin felt, how thin and flimsy your panties are.
he pushes them aside, sparing a quick look at your cunt, groaning at the sight of it. you attempt to cover it, placing your hand atop your pussy. haechan bristles, displeased. grabbing your hand, he brings it to his lips, his pink pout, laying a kiss on the surface as he lines his cock up to your entrance.
his eyes flutter shut as he pushes inside. the heat, the grip, even the slight effort he needed to push himself into you. he collects saliva, letting a stream trickle down to where your bodies met. he is scared to move, fully aware of how embarrassingly quickly he will cum. he already feels like he might, being still inside your tight walls, feeling the tightening of you unprepared walls around him making his stomach feel heavy.
the sound he makes when he involuntarily begins desperate and shallow thrusts into you is almost animalistic, your protests falling on deaf ears as haechan became more and more lost on the sensation. the feeling is euphoric, unfamiliar and so much better than your fist. haechan’s cheeks burn as he feels his climax approaching not even a minute later. he wonders what you’re thinking. he pants, scorching breath hitting your faces as he tucks his lip between his teeth, cum shooting from his tip in long spurts.
“fuck,” haechan moans, brown eyes hidden with a layer of fog coating the lenses of his glasses. he thrusts into you again, shallowly this time, too sensitive to do much else. he can feel his release seeping out of you, the sticky substance dripping onto his thighs. “sorry. i didn’t mean to cum so fast.”
“let me go again.” haechan shakes his head again, “need to show you how good i can make you feel.”
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based mostly on this and this but any pic of hyuck in thick glasses will do because I had a dream about him and now I want him so deep my guts it comes out of my mouth
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krscblw · 9 months
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likopinina · 2 years
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breaking - an elderly man wants to play bingo one last time, 57 dead, 1 injured, 2 infected with mildew
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uncanny-tranny · 11 months
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One of my biggest pieces of advice for those taking injectable hormones is to make sure you're injecting at the right angle
For intramuscular (IM), you inject at a 90° angle.
For subcutaneous (SQ), you inject at a 45° angle.
Here is a graphic depicting what the angle of your injection should look like:
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the-magpie-archives · 2 years
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Like many of you, I am fascinated with the state of Jonathan Sims head archivist of the magnus institute London... In particular, his ribs! Many focus only on his missing two, but there are many more things to consider!
Jon's a fragile guy, I mean it's pretty much his whole canon appearance! For a man like him to be thrown around like a ragdoll for pretty much his entire time as archivist, he'd certainly have suffered more than a few broken ribs!
To contribute even more to the damage, after the unknowing, Jon was found with no pulse and not breathing, meaning he would have undergone CPR for at least 20 minutes. And trust me, THAT BREAKS RIBS.
Aside from bones, I can't imagine Jon's lungs are in the best state either. He's a long time smoker, was exposed to dangerous amounts of CO2, and survived a massive explosion followed by a collapsing building. Needless to say, these sort of things make it hard to keep lungs healthy!
Despite all the pain and horror, I like to think that Jon managed to stay looking at least relatively put together, so picture this:
A polite, slightly awkward office worker comes into your clinic. You decide that to diagnose properly, you'll need to do a chest X-ray! He's distracted, but readily agrees. After the brief wait, you get the images back, and see THE MOST FUCKED UP CHEST YOU HAVE EVER SEEN. A horrifying amount of healed fractures, warped and re-broken; two ribs are just straight up gone, both lungs scarred beyond survivability, and somehow this guy is just sitting there. Alive, as far as you can tell.
The man remains composed, and smiles politely as you stare at the X-rays, and you begin to think that maybe those aren't acne scars across his face.
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proship-angel · 28 days
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i just want to make it so clear that youtube is the place where i found my both favorite and least favorite example of how shipcourse has breached containment
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like bro you are on youtube, you're lucky if someone even wants to read your description bc it was in the description of a gacha react video.
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catorikishin · 7 months
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They say it's all expanding. But I don't feel a damn thing. Nothing you can do about it -- Keep on dancing.
Plus a little poster edit
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yandere alastor headcanons
contains: gn reader, nsfw themes, noncon, manipulation, violence, cannibalism, sadism, overstimulation
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yandere alastor:
who is manipulative and deceptive. desperate as you were, gaining your trust was simple enough. belong to him and all of hell’s pleasures will be at your fingertips. not to mention that your safety is guaranteed. supposing you don’t fall for his deceit, he’ll simply force you into his hands through his connections. you’ll find yourself at the mercy of his artifice.
who wants to posses all of you. your soul, your mind, and your body belong to him. you’ll find he’s not the least bit squeamish, claiming your body in ways no others have. the manner in which he desires your form is far from sexual, though he must admit there is a certain appeal in driving you past your limit. each cry for mercy so delectable when you’re at the mercy of his shadows. give him all of you, he’s not afraid to take it.
who invades your space, manhandling you whenever possible. he delights in your irritation, satisfied as you storm off in fits of pique. how entertaining! knowing only he creeps under your skin so grotesquely, how easily he dominates you, quenches unspeakable urges.
who is fascinated with your physical, mental, and emotional limitations. who derives pleasure from your suffering. where even death is not permanent, there are no limitations for this deranged cannibal. fight back if you please, he loves a challenge. why, your cries alone sends him into a frenzy!
who wants to consume you. who wants to taste you slowly until there’s nothing left. fortunately for you, he finds you far more entertaining whole rather than in pieces. he’ll just have to be satisfied with samples.
who is affable and good-humored, easily creating a warm atmosphere. you often find yourself well disposed to his presence, despite his obvious flaws. you wish you could hate him.
who, unbeknownst to even himself, may grow to care for you in his own twisted way. he’ll heavily deny any genuine affection, disregarding any concern for your wellbeing. his protection is adherence to your deal, nothing more. why risk damaging his favorite plaything? he’d be a fool to lose such lovely entertainment? should you find yourself at the mercy of an exorcist, he’ll be forced to come to terms with his attachment.
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