#Corruption

[genderstormwrites]

I want to be brainwashed to be dumb and obsessed. To forget the little details and just remember my life as your empty-headed devotee. To dedicate the remaining scraps of my life to worshipping you and the concept of empty devotion. To idolize the taste of corruption and godliness on your lips.

[my-mouse-house]

hey wanna makeout for 5 hrs while I hump your leg?

[neptunebvnny]

I love that ever since I made this blog I’ve become 1000 times more disgusting and perverted <3

[defuna]

Cub sculkified

[colddeadfingerpeeler]

Anarchy is sending in the military to attack U.S. citizens. Anarchy is the president getting away with insurrection, murder, rape, and child abuse. Anarchy is the corrupt practice of accepting money from oligarchs, so that YOU can be their mouthpiece, John.

His broke ass must be getting Koch and Walton money. They always try to buy a few Dems and Independents as an insurance policy. Remember Sinema and Manchin.

[kozilmog]

Captain America -> Saiyan Warrior

The Saiyans were dying out and desperate measures needed to be taken. The humans seemed to be similar to a Saiyan in appearance, and choosing only the very strongest of the humans, they captured Captain America.

The first sensation was cold, a pervasive, clinging chill that seeped into his very bones, far deeper than any Arctic ice. Then came the throbbing ache, a dull drumbeat behind his eyes that slowly sharpened into a searing pain. Steve Rogers, Captain America, tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt impossibly heavy, glued shut by an unseen force. He was floating, suspended in something viscous, something that hummed with a low, resonant frequency.

A faint, sickly purple light filtered through his closed lids, painting the inside of his mind in shades of bruised plum. He struggled, a primal instinct to break free overriding the lingering disorientation. His limbs, however, were sluggish, unresponsive. Panic, a rare visitor to his disciplined mind, began to claw at him. Where was he? What was this?

Finally, with a monumental effort, his eyes fluttered open. The world was a blur of distorted purple. He was encased in a massive glass tube, its curved surface magnifying and twisting the sterile laboratory around him. Wires, thick as his thumb, snaked from the tube’s base, disappearing into complex machinery that pulsed with the same ominous light. And the liquid… it was thick, shimmering, and a deep, unsettling violet, completely engulfing him. It tasted metallic, yet sweet, and burned with a strange, internal fire.

Then, the transformation began. It wasn't gradual. It was a sudden, violent surge, as if every cell in his body had been ignited simultaneously. A jolt, like a million volts, ripped through him. His muscles, already peak human, began to swell, stretching his uniform to its absolute limit. The fabric, designed to withstand incredible stress, groaned and tore, first at the seams, then in ragged rents across his chest and shoulders. He watched, horrified, as his biceps bulged, veins cording like ropes beneath his skin. His shoulders broadened, his neck thickened, and his chest expanded, pushing against the confines of the tube.

The purple liquid swirled around him, reacting to the tempest raging within. Bubbles, the size of his fist, erupted from his skin, carrying away what felt like layers of his old self. His golden hair, began to stiffen and change. A primal scream tore from his throat, muffled by the liquid as a black creeped down across the golden locks. Flailing, his head made contact with the reinforced glass and a flash of white covered his vision. When the light subsided, his hair stood on end, a defiant ebony black.

But the physical changes were only the prelude. As his body mutated, so too did his mind. The pain, initially overwhelming, began to morph into something else – an exhilarating rush, a potent, intoxicating power. Memories, once cherished anchors, began to fray at the edges. His oath to protect the innocent? A quaint notion. His unwavering moral compass? A weakness, a burden. The faces of his friends, of Peggy, of Bucky… they flickered, losing definition, becoming indistinct shadows in the face of this burgeoning, glorious strength.

A new hunger ignited within him, fierce and all-consuming. Not for justice, not for peace, but for conflict. For the clash of titans, the roar of battle, the thrill of absolute dominance. The Saiyan within him, dormant for so long, had awakened, shedding the skin of the noble soldier. Captain America, the symbol of hope, was dying, replaced by a being of pure, unadulterated power, driven by an insatiable lust for combat.

He slammed a newly massive fist against the glass, not out of panic, but out of sheer, unbridled impatience. The reinforced material groaned, spiderweb cracks spreading outward like a lethal web. Another punch, imbued with power that would have leveled a building, and the tube shattered with a deafening explosion of glass and purple liquid.

He landed on the cold, metallic floor, droplets of the viscous fluid clinging to his blackened hair and newly ripped physique. His bare feet thudded against the ground, each step shaking the very foundations of the lab. Scientists, who had been observing his transformation were grinning each to ear, sharing the same black locks as their test subject.

The shield, his iconic shield, lay discarded in a corner, a relic of a past he no longer recognized. He glanced at it, a flicker of something akin to disdain crossing his burning eyes. It was a toy, a crutch for the weak. He had no need for such trivialities now. He was power incarnate. He was the Saiyan. And the galaxy, whether it knew it or not, was about to feel how great it felt to be one.

(This story was inspired by a post by @writer-ofstuff)

[utopicwork]

04/08/25

"The Justice Department has shut down its unit that investigates cryptocurrency fraud “effective immediately,” even as the Trump administration ramps up its embrace of the emerging digital currency market, according to a memo by Deputy Attorney General Todd Blanche."

[my-mouse-house]

Thinking about that feeling when a guy who's stronger than you pounds you from behind with a fist full of hair wrapped in his hand. Him grunting and groaning. Telling me how tight I am. How he "can't believe it even fit" after he forced it to.

[the-voids-desires]

Deep down you know it’s true

You know you don’t need to be smart

So let you your mind empty for The Void

Let The Void consume your thoughts, mind, personality, emotions and worries

Let The Void remake you into a happier better version of yourself

[link1n]

…which is why no one from Delaware, South Dakota, or Utah should be considered for national office.

US Financial Crimes By State

[kropotkindersurprise]

February 1, 2025 - Tens of thousands of protesters marched to the city of Novi Sad, Serbia, demanding accountability from the government for the roof collapse that killed 15 people in November last year, which they say was caused by government corruption. [video]

[minimafioso]

I wanted to mess around with Chuuya's corruption markings and ended up making him look like some kind of Blood Magic Sorcerer

[liberalsarecool]

The Swamp.

[bleaksqueak]

I did not mean to be quiet here for so long! You know how it goes, though. "I want to have a ton of stuff done before I post so I can have a ton of things for everyone!" But right now I'm waiting on the vet to call us back for one of our pets in surgery, so uh... why not a post right now? or maybe a few posts. We'll start with my annual "Touch this up because I like the concept of it but it's not quite where I wanted it to be" Maia having some literal manifestations of Nightmares

[sister-mommy]

Alternative older sister who shows how to put on eyeliner, older sister who teaches you about weed and lets you smoke, who brings you to the stores with the best clothing, telling you "don't mind the other section... we're just here for the fishnets. but if you want something let me know..." Older sister who smiles at your internal debate, making note of where your eyes linger. Older sister who has a piercing kit and comforts you as you whimper from the pain. Older sister who secretly knows she's marking you as hers.