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It Is As If You Were Making Love is a bizarre little game in which you move your computer’s slider to bring it to climax (after all those visits to PronHub it’s probably the least you can do for your computer!)
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yeah im pretty normal about this
Thought that post was cute so i drew it
hi guys so im back from dead and i have written a one shot/ chapter one???? for creature au. things to consider before you read. this is my first attempt at creative writing in like 6 years. also english is not my first language so forgive me
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It was a quiet night.
Not the comfortable kind of quiet. The kind of quiet one might be stuck in just before a hurricane strikes and destroys everything in its path. The kind of quiet you dread because it represents the lack of sound that should be in its place.
There should be faint, crackling sound made by a gaming consoles shitty speaker. There should be an almost unnoticable sizzle coming off of a smoked, cheap cigarette. A pointless argument about a B-list movie premiering at the local cinema. Soft snoring. Laughter. Anything.
But it was quiet. Save for the mocking taps of raindrops crashing against the window ofcourse, because the universe loves cliches.
"We should be doing something"
A voice broke the suffocating silence. It's owner, now sat upright on a rickety, beer stained couch. Hands raking almost obssesively through his unkempt hair. Franks haircut was often the topic of many jokes and jabs within the group. After all it was a bit outrageous to proudly stick to that uneven, choppy mess, especially for someone who's able to change their appearance with a blink of an eye.
"Do what?" An almost accusatory tone responded. Words tinted with annoyance and exhaustion. "We called everywhere. Checked everything. Every hospital, morgue and police station. Every one of his wierd hiding spots. What else is there to be done, man?" Rays curls covered his face as he slumped deeper into the recliner he was occupying. His hands rubbing at tired eyes, now adorned with heavy patches of a greyish purple. A physical manifestation of hours of missed sleep and desperation.
One person however stayed loyal to the crushing quietness of the room. Clanky, rectengular glasses long abandoned on a coffee table between a half empty can of a questionable energy drink and a crumpled newspaper. Knees drawn up, supporting a head heavy with all the most horrific 'what if's' one could possibly come up with in this situation. Mikey didn't say a word. Just stared blankly at a bootleg Metallica poster barely hanging on the wall infront of him. Logically he knew Ray was right. What else was there to be done? But logic flies out the window very quickly when your older brother goes missing.
"Mikey, you should really get some sleep. A heart attack from all the caffine is not gonna' bring him back, you know?" Spoke up Frank, almost like he was trying to diverge from the objective truth of Rays words.
"I'm fine and I don't need a second mother." The younger of the Way brothers barked back, eyes still on that damned poster. A gift from Gerard for his 17th birthday. God that felt like ages ago.
Before his mind could linger on the fond memories for too long, a few loud bangs resonated through the house like gunshots. All three boys jumped in their seats and, as if on cue, looked at the front door. Then a look between one another. Mikeys lanky frame shot up from the couch and in mere seconds he was at the door. One more look back at his friends, now sat straight and at full awerness.
Clamy hand reached for the door knob and time came to a screeching halt. The action of opening the door took millenia. An eternity has passed before he took in the image in front of him.
Rain still pounded aggresively against the mossy driveway, drowning out the buzz of electricity usually coming off the nearby street lights. Even in this enviorment Gerards frame remained soft and warm against the element. Even trembling, hunched over and wet to the bone, his presence brought the silent comfort and stability Mikey needed oh so desperately.
"Gee...?" He began, tounge heavy and uncooperating.
"Hey Mikes" The older Way made an attempt at a smile but what came out looked more like a painful grimace. "Mind if I- "
His question was cut short by a crushing hug knocking the breath out of his chest. He bit his tounge as to not whine in pain and akwardly rubbed the ratty material of the back of Mikeys t-shirt.
Then in seconds the warmth was gone and he was only met with glossy eyes and an expression that would put a kicked puppy to shame.
"Where the hell have you been!?" Mikey choked out between heavy breaths. "Do you have any fucking idea how worried we were?"
Thats when Gerard noticed the two extra figures who seemingly materialized behind his brother. Right. Ray and Frank.
"Listen I can explain-" He started now fidgeting with his hands under the drilling stares of all three of them.
"No! You could've atleast left a stupid note! A phone call! You don't get to-" This time Mikeys rant was cut off by a hand on his shoulder and a less frantic voice.
"Okay let's calm down a bit." Rays voice left no room for argument. "Let's get inside before we all get sick and talk."
Mikeys breaths were still ragged, his expression still tight but he obliged. Gerard just pretty much stumbled into the house, almost tripping on the doormat in the process.
The City in the Fish Tank
From AUTOEROTIC by Icysaw for Vice Australia 2025
breakfast at the window
we have to write poems in my creative writing certificate program, so I pieced something together from Belphie's medical reports
my professor really liked this and said that it should be 'the nucleus of a chapbook' (so like 15-30 poems of the same theme that I would attempt to get published) but now I feel awkward because I think that she thinks HE DIED? but it turns out, everything will be alright! his heart recovered! the FIP meds are working!
if I do make a chapbook, this will be the next page:
and then this will be the page after that:
I couldn't believe how fast he went from death's door to running and playing once we got the GS441525 into him. I am so incredibly grateful to everyone who's spent their time researching and legislating it!!
by the way, there's still a few copies of this chapbook left! they're up at greerstothers.shop
in the contemporary world, the most fundamental human right - and, it often seems, the least protected one - is "being both Allowed and Able to go Somewhere Else." the rest is commentary.
the torments of prison are predicated on Not Letting You Leave. the most terrifying and degrading aspects of childhood are predicated on Not Letting You Leave. misogynists wail and moan and fearmonger about divorce and equal opportunity employment because they Allow Wife To Leave. borders and immigration restrictions exist, in no small part, to Prevent People From Leaving countries where they will be exploited and/or oppressed. fuck you for trying to leave. fuck you for exerting any control over your life whatsoever. that makes you the one at fault, actually.
david graeber described three fundamental freedoms: freedom to move, freedom to disobey orders, and freedom to reorganize social relations
(violently jerking the steering wheel) my car swerves like crazy when i do this
LYNN GOLDSMITH, BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN, CLARENCE CLEMONS AND STEVEN VAN ZANDT, 1978
real adult™ tip from a real adult™ with executive dysfunction
do stuff while waiting for other stuff
like that sounds intuitive and vague but so much of the day is spent in a period of wait and if you struggle to motivate yourself to do things then this is the best time
waiting for your water to boil? bag up your garbage. waiting for your coffee to drip? wipe down your counters. roommate taking up the bathroom? scoop the cat box. waiting for your food to cook in the microwave? do however many dishes you can while it’s in there.
waiting is the perfect time to do a limited amount of something for yourself where you would be otherwise just standing around doing fuck-all
THIS IS REALLY HELPFUL!
I actually turn this into a game!
“How many chores can I do while the water is boiling for my tea?”
“Can I put away the dishes and wipe the counters before my lunch finishes reheating?”
“Can I sweep the floor AND change the laundry while the dogs are out back?”
You can totally do this! If you make it like a game, also, you will get better at it, and you can be like ‘yes, now I put away the dishes AND wiped out the sink before my water boiled, I am a level 2 Adult!’
“How many chores can
I do while the water is
boiling for my tea?”
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!
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Oh, that’s very helpful indeed!
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GREAT NEWS GUYS
my little sister our goat and savior @gabbsxoxo just spent 30 minutes of her time digging for us and she found a 1080P VERSION WITH SUBTITLES and downloaded it and here's the drive. it will never disappear again <3
