#F CK YOU RICHARD

[capt-ann]

All I’ve been saying is R*ck Riordan never deserved such a complex and wonderful character that is Jason Grace.

[theambitiouswoman]

Book Recommendations 📚📒

Business and Leadership:

"Good to Great" by Jim Collins

"The Lean Startup" by Eric Ries

"Zero to One" by Peter Thiel

"Leaders Eat Last" by Simon Sinek

"Outliers: The Story of Success" by Malcolm Gladwell

Success and Personal Development:

"The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People" by Stephen R. Covey

"Mindset: The New Psychology of Success" by Carol S. Dweck

"Atomic Habits" by James Clear

"Grit: The Power of Passion and Perseverance" by Angela Duckworth

"The Power of Habit" by Charles Duhigg

Mental Health and Well-being:

"The Power of Now" by Eckhart Tolle

"Feeling Good: The New Mood Therapy" by David D. Burns

"The Gifts of Imperfection" by Brené Brown

"The Anxiety and Phobia Workbook" by Edmund J. Bourne

"The Dialectical Behavior Therapy Skills Workbook" by Matthew McKay, Jeffrey C. Wood, and Jeffrey Brantley

Goal Setting and Achievement:

"Goals!: How to Get Everything You Want—Faster Than You Ever Thought Possible" by Brian Tracy

"The 12 Week Year" by Brian P. Moran and Michael Lennington

"Drive: The Surprising Truth About What Motivates Us" by Daniel H. Pink

"The One Thing" by Gary Keller and Jay Papasan

"Smarter Faster Better" by Charles Duhigg

Relationships and Communication:

"How to Win Friends and Influence People" by Dale Carnegie

"The 5 Love Languages" by Gary Chapman

"Crucial Conversations: Tools for Talking When Stakes Are High" by Al Switzler, Joseph Grenny, and Ron McMillan

"Nonviolent Communication: A Language of Life" by Marshall B. Rosenberg

"Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus" by John Gray

Self-Help and Personal Growth:

"The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck" by Mark Manson

"Daring Greatly" by Brené Brown

"Awaken the Giant Within" by Tony Robbins

"The Miracle Morning" by Hal Elrod

"You Are a Badass" by Jen Sincero

Science and Popular Science:

"Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind" by Yuval Noah Harari

"The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks" by Rebecca Skloot

"Cosmos" by Carl Sagan

"A Short History of Nearly Everything" by Bill Bryson

"The Selfish Gene" by Richard Dawkins

Health and Nutrition:

"The China Study" by T. Colin Campbell and Thomas M. Campbell II

"In Defense of Food" by Michael Pollan

"Why We Sleep" by Matthew Walker

"Born to Run" by Christopher McDougall

"The Omnivore's Dilemma" by Michael Pollan

Fiction and Literature:

"To Kill a Mockingbird" by Harper Lee

"1984" by George Orwell

"The Great Gatsby" by F. Scott Fitzgerald

"The Catcher in the Rye" by J.D. Salinger

"Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen

[vilnmelling]

The Matthews-Goldstein-Lipschitz-McNeils

While I make some more alignment charts, voilà, here's my rendition of the Jon Matteson family tree!

Gary and Paul are brothers, and they have an older sister who my sister and I definitely didn't name after Jon himself. There's quite a big age difference between the siblings, with twelve years between Joan and Paul (Gary's somewhere undecided between there).

I've seen many people headcanon Gary as Richie and Trevor's dad, but I just canNOT see that man raising children. Plus, the surnames don't match up. Speaking of surnames, though, Gary changed his on his own accord, purely for his lawyer brand. "Gary Matthews" just didn't have the right ring to it.

Joan has three sons: Trevor, Richard ("Richie") and Daniel. Trevor and Richie are twins (Trevor is eleven minutes older, I don't make the rules). Paul used to be saddled with babysitting the trio, and as a result, he's very close with his nephews, even now that they don't need babysitting anymore. He's especially close with Richie. BONUS: Trevor is the reason Paul had to see Godspell at the rec center. Trev was in it, and he also thought it was awful (in a fun way).

Since Black Friday tells us two of Linda's sons aren't Gerald's, and Lauren has confirmed that Linda and Gary have had at least one affair, we put two and two together and now Gary's the biological father of Trent and Seaton. (Seaton was picked at random, and Trent being Gary's child was just obvious). Whether or not Gary knows this is up to interpretation. It's possible Linda's the only one who knows.

Wallace McNeil and Boy Jerry are brothers and the cousins of Joan, Gary and Paul. Wallace got the f*ck out of Hatchetfield the moment he had the possibility to. Girl Jeri converted Boy Jerry into such deep Christianity, but then he took it further than she ever had.

Due to Lauren confirming Linda and Gary's affair/s (whether it was a joke or not, I take that as canon now), Roman Murray and the Monroe family aren't a part of this family in any official, legitimate way (*cough* looking at you, Gary and his illegitimate children *cough*).

For reasons I hope are obvious, Wiggly isn't included either.

Now just imagine the family gatherings. Summer barbecues, where Trevor takes every opportunity to reference the Barbecue Monologues. Christmas celebrations that Boy Jerry is specifically asked not to show up to. He shows up anyway — even the time they didn't tell him at whose house they were celebrating. Birthday parties where no one has any idea what to buy the birthday person. What does Paul get Trevor the theater kid? What would Boy Jerry get Richie the anime nerd? What does anyone get Paul the Normal Man?

[originallandlockedmariner]

2023

Pickleball. Generative AI. Lula takes office in Brazil, Amazon Rainforest throws a party. Prince Harry refusing to stop talking about his frozen penis no matter how many times society begged him to stop. UFOs are real. Viral cat dubbed ‘largest cat anyone has ever seen’ gets adopted. Pee-Wee’s big adventure ends. Musk & X. Turkey-Syria earthquake kills thousands. India surpasses China as ‘country squeezing in the most peeps’. Tucker Carlson ousted. Miss USA and her 30 lbs moon costume. Wildfires in Kelowna and Hawaii. Macron tinkers with retirement age of the French. Paltrow can’t ski. Big Red Boots. Bob Barker leaves us. Alabama mom delivers 2 babies from her 2 uteruses in 2 days. Charles III. Ukrainian counteroffensive against Russian forces as the war drags on. Taylor Swift is Time’s Person of the Year. African ‘coup belt’. Flo-Jo dies in her sleep. Chinese spy balloon shot down. Hollywood writers strike. Human ‘nice mugshot’ Shitstain and his 91 indictments. Highest interest rates in 2 decades. The Bear’s Christmas episode. War in Gaza. Shinzo Abe is assassinated. Alex Murdaugh. Ocean Cleanup removes 25 000 lbs of trash from the Great Pacific Garbage Patch. Vase purchased for $3.99 sells for $100 000 at auction. Barbenheimer. A third of Pakistan is flooded. Lionel Messi is the GOAT. Travis Kelce. The Sphere opens in Las Vegas. Regulators seized Silicon Valley Bank and Signature Bank, resulting in two of the three largest bank failures in U.S. history. “The Woman In Me”. WHO declares COVID ain’t a thing no more. Titan sub sinks, rich people die. Matthew Perry drowns. Dumbledore Dies (again). Massive sales of ‘Fuck Trudeau’ flags for jacked-up micro-dick trucks. Everything Everywhere All At Once. June-August was the hottest three-month period in recorded history across the Earth. Tina Turner dies. And the Beatles release a new song?! Wow… You got big shoes to fill 2024.

Archives for context:

2020

Kobe. Pandemic. Lockdown. Koalas on fire. Harry and Meg retire. Toilet paper hoarding. Alcoholism. Impeach the f*cker. Parasite. Bonnie Henry. Tiger King. Working from home. Sourdough bread. Harvey Weinstein guilty. Zoom overdose. Dip your body in sanitizer. 6 feet. Quarantine. OK Boomer. Home schooling (everyone passes). Murder hornets. Dolly Parton. Don’t hug, kiss or see anybody, especially your family. Chris Evans’ junk. TikTok. Glory holes. Face masks. CERB. West Coast wildfires. Stay home. Small Businesses lose, big box stores win. F*ck Bozos. ‘Dreams’ and cranberry juice. Close yoga studios, but thumbs up to your local gym. Speak moistly to me. George Floyd. BLM. F*ck Trump. Phase 2, 3 and Summer. RBG. Baby Yoda. Biden wins. Bond and Black Panther die. No more lockdown. Back to school and work. Just kidding... giddy up round 2. Giuliani leaks shit from his head. Resurgence of chess. UFOs are real. Restrictions. Dave Grohl admits defeat. Monolith. “F*ck... forgot my mask in the car”. No Christmas shenanigans allowed. Bubbles. Alex Trebek. Use the term ‘dumpster fire’ one too many times. Jupiter and Saturn form 'Christmas Star'. Happy New Year Bitches!!!! 2021... you better not sh*t the bed!!

2021

“We love you, you’re very special”. Failed coup attempt at the Capital. Twitter, FB and IG ban Donny. Hammerin’ Hank goes to the Field of Dreams. Bozo no longer richest man but still a twat. Leachman, Tyson, and Holbrook pass. The economy is worse than expected. Kim and Kanye split. Brood X cicadas. Dre has an aneurysm and nearly has his home broken into. Bridgerton. MyPillow CEO is a douche. Covid restrictions extended indefinitely. Captain Von Trapp dies. Proud Boys officially a Terrorist Organization. Richard Ramirez. Cancer takes Screech. Travel bans. Impeachment trial (again?… oh and this was barely February? WTF??!!) Suez Canal blockage. Myanmar protest. Kong dukes it out with Godzilla, while Raya watches. Olympics. Friends compare elective surgeries. F9. Canada Women’s Soccer Gold. Free Britney. Multiverses. Residential Schools in Canada unearth children’s bodies. Kate is Mare of Easttown. Cuomo resigns. Disney and Dwayne cruise together. Wildfires. Delta variants. Musk passes Bezos. Candyman x 5. Capt. Kirk goes to space. F*ck Kyle Rittenhouse. Astros didn’t win. Squid Game. Goodbye Bond. Dune is redone. Angelina is Eternal. Astroworld deaths. Meta. Omicron. Three Spidermen. Tornados in December? World Juniors cancelled. Pills against Covid. School opening delayed. And Betty White dies. 2022… my expectations are ridiculously low…

2022

Wow… eight billion people. Queen Elizabeth II passes away after ruling the Commonwealth before dirt was invented. The monkeypox. Russia plays the role of global a**hole. Wordle. Mother Nature rocks Afghanistan. Hover bike. Styles spits on Pine. Olivia Newton John, Kristie Alley, and Coolio leave us. Pele was traded to team Heaven. FTX implodes. Madonna and the 3-D model of her vagina. Pig gives his heart to a human. Beijing can brag that it is the first city ever to host both the Summer Olympics and Winter Olympics. Uvalde. $3 trillion Apple. Keith Raniere gets 120 years. The Whisky War ends with Canada and Denmark going halfsies. Mar-a-Lago. Nick Cannon brood hits a dozen. Shinzo Abe is assassinated. Inflation goes through the roof (if you can actually afford to put a roof over your head). Volodymyr Zelensky. European heat wave. Bennifer. Salman Rushdie is stabbed on stage, Dave Chappelle tackled, and Chris Rock is only slapped. Thích Nhất Hạnh. Heidi Klum goes full slug. Cuba knocked out by Ian. Liz Truss and 4.1 Scaramuccis. Taylor Swift breaks Ticketmaster. Human shitstain Elon Musk ignores helping mankind and buys Twitter instead. Riri becomes a mommy. NASA launches Artemis 1. Trump still a whiny little b*tch. Music lost Loretta Lynn, Christine McVie, and Meat Loaf. Democracy died at least three times. Pete Davidson continues to date hottest women on the planet (no one understands how?!) Microplastics in our blood. Alex Jones is a c*nt. So is DeSantis. Argentina wins the World Cup. Meghan and Harry. Eddie Munson rips Metallica in the Upside Down. tWitch. Roe vs Wade is overturned by the micro dick energy of the Supreme Court. CODA. James Corden shows he is a "tiny Cretin of a man". Amber (and the sh*t on the bed) Heard (round the world). Sebastian Bear-McClard proves he’s one of the f*cking dumbest men alive. Latin America's ‘pink tide’. Anti-Semitic rants by Ye. Bob Saget. A verified blue checkmark. Godmother of punk Vivienne dies. And, Tom Cruise feels the need for speed yet again. 2023… whatcha got for us?!? Nothing shocks me anymore.

@daily-esprit-descalier

[pinkchangelingdemon]

Who am I?: Part 5

I remember that two days after I possessed the principal, I was walking through the hallways of my school during recess, and I heard someone screaming. It came from the same bathroom's where I was bullied.

When I opened the door, I found Jordan, my bully, breaking the glasses of one of his terrified classmates. I was sorry for the kid, but I finally got that jerk. Time for revenge.

-Hey Richard! I was helping this kid, he slipped and broke his glasses, the dummy - Jordan said with a smile in his face.

Memories of Jordan being the son of one of the principal's friends, and the principal ignoring the complaints of students flooded me. So that's why he never got caught. I was furious.

- JORDAN TO MY F*CKING OFFICE! RIGHT NOW! - I shouted at him, his smile vanished.

I helped the bullied student and sent him with Miss Lakewood, one of the kindest teachers.

...

While Jordan waited in his father's car, already expulsed, I talked with the father in my office. He didn't look worried.

- Richard, you know my son is a good lad, this is all a misunderstanding. - Jordan's father smiled at me. Like father, like son I suppose.

I stayed in silence deadly serious, while massaging my cock under the desk and thinking about f*cking the father.

I opened my mouth only to exit Rick and enter his friend.

"So...This guy is another asshole" I thought after seeing some memories.

With my previous body disoriented, I wasted no time. I closed the curtains, locked the door, and on my knees I unzipped the principal's jeans. The enormous erected cock welcomed me.

-F*ck it was THAT big? - I said trying my new voice.

The principal groaned, that was my clue to start sucking his can dick with my borrowed mouth. My new host was about to enjoy every f*cking minute of it and make an habit of it.

When the principal snapped out of it, he moaned and looked at me with lust. He easily got up of the chair and with both his hand holding my head, he started to make a rythmn with his hips against his friend's face. F*ck it was so big.

...

After our "talk", I shared with the father my memories of his son bullying me, and some suggestions on what to do with their lifes from that moment. Then I exhaled and returned to the principal's welcoming body still naked while he relaxed in his chair.

The father left without saying a word.

I touched my chest satisfied. Between the principal's dominant personality and my mind, we made the perfect tandem to make the school better.

...

A year after, I was still in the principal's body. I turned Richard Smith's life, now Rick's life, upside down.

He changed from being one of the regulars in the sports bar, to being one of the regular daddies in the gay bar. I still watched some matches though, but my borrowed eyes slipped to the players ass, while my meatier hands moved to my underwear.

I was older and less flexible than my previous bodies. But I felt more strong and comfortable with Rick's body, more like "home". Having this body, with the authority and strength to change things was great and made me hornier than ever, knowing that the asshole Richard Smith was eliminated from existence.

...

But everything has an end.

One Saturday night outside of the gay bar, I fought two assholes with their faces covered attacking one guy from the bar. After taking a few punches, they left. Cowards.

A few days after, in the locker room of one of the city's gymnasiums I overheard someone talking on the phone:

-Dude, I tell you. Our old principal is a f*cking faggot.... Look I saw him outside of that disgusting faggot bar... DUDE! I'm not a faggot! We were there about to BEAT one of them and then the principal...- then he looked at me with his mouth open.

"why this asshole deserves that perfect body? Time to change that" were the last thoughts I had inside the principal.

I exhaled and instantly possessed that coward. I hung up his phone. Then I removed my towel, grabbed my previous body's hand and made him accompany me to the showers, where the new principal Rick gladly destroyed my straight ass, and I made sure that this body enjoyed every second of the ride.

After leaving one of the showers full with our cum, I saw Rick leave. While sitting in one of the benches of the locker room, I explored the memories of this jerk and knew I had to do something about him, his friends and people like him. This was only the beginning.

- THE END -

[loving-elvis]

Ugh, I am so freakin' annoyed right now. Some idiot on TikTok was calling E a "groomer" as usual, and when I tried to point out how they were wrong, they were like "lol he took that trip to Vegas with [Cilla] when she was 16, gave her drugs and purposely wrote fake postcards to throw her parents off the trail so he could f*ck her and keep her all to himself. SHE WAS 16. You're as bad as him if you don't think that's grooming."

Is any of this true? I figured I'd come to you about this since you're the expert in this community. I don't understand how people can be so wrong and dumb at the same time. It's like they're proud to be misinformed.

Good evening, Anon!

I'm flattered that you think that about me, I'm certainly not an expert--I'm learning new things about this man every day 💖 But I will try to answer your question as best I can!

Like many stories surrounding Elvis that get stirred up in our social media age, it's only partly true. We just have to sort out the truth from the (frequently blown out) fiction. The 'grooming' story is only one of many that seem to surround him.

Yes, she did visit him when she was around 16/17, after insisting for a while and he did take her to Vegas. It's important to remember that in 1962 that Vegas was a refuge for him. According to Peter Guralnick, "It was, for Elvis, momentary respite from all the self-doubt, from all the questions lying in wait, lurking in the shadows, waiting to assault him."

So yes, she arrived in LA, and then he and the Mafia guys drove to Vegas. They would spend two weeks there, taking in shows, and he would take her shopping and getting her hair and makeup done. He introduced her to the drugs he would take to stay awake and then get to sleep. He refused to sleep with her, even though she kept insisting, until they were married. ("Elvis in Vegas" by Richard Zoglin, pg. 103)

It's important to remember that Elvis was human. Talented, amazingly beautiful, humble, and so charismatic that it's hard to believe that he existed at all. But he was also flawed, made mistakes, did stupid things. He wasn't perfect, and that's just one of many reasons why I love him so much, and why I adore him. And it's why what makes his accomplishments so remarkable 💖

[mes-popcorns]

Walking home from school just before her 10th birthday, Tura Luna Pascual Yamaguchi (Tura Satana) was reportedly gang raped by five men. According to Tura, her attackers were never prosecuted, and it was rumored that the judge had been paid off. She reports that this prompted her to learn martial arts, such as aikido and karate. Over the next 15 years, Satana tracked down each rapist and exacted revenge. "I made a vow to myself that I would someday, somehow get even with all of them," she said years later. "They never knew who I was until I told them." Around this time, she formed a gang, "the Angeles," with Italian, Jewish, and Polish girls from her neighborhood. In an interview with Psychotronic Video, Satana said, "We had leather motorcycle jackets, jeans and boots...and we kicked butt." Because of frequent delinquency, she was sent to reform school. When she was 13, her parents arranged her marriage to 17-year-old John Satana in Hernando, Mississippi, which lasted nine months.

Satana moved to Los Angeles and by age 15, using fake identification to hide the fact she was a minor, began burlesque dancing. She was hired to perform at the Trocadero nightclub on the Sunset Strip, and became a photographic model for, among others, silent screen comic Harold Lloyd, whose photos of her appear in "Harold Lloyd's Hollywood Nudes in 3-D."

Satana returned to Chicago to live with her parents and started dancing at the Club Rendevouz in Calumet City, where she was known as Galatea, "the Statue that Came to Life." She was offered a raise to become a stripper.

"I started out as an interpretive dancer, but I was offered more money if I took my clothes off, so I did. I started dancing at the age of 13 years old. I became a professional dancer at the age of 15 years old. If the owners of the clubs I had worked in ever knew that I was only 15, I think that they would have had a heart attack."

After singer Elvis Presley saw Satana perform at Chicago's Follies Theater, the two began a romantic relationship that some reports say ended in a marriage proposal she declined (though she reportedly kept the ring). Satana eventually became a successful exotic dancer, traveling from city to city. She credited Lloyd with giving her the confidence to pursue a career in show business: "I saw myself as an ugly child. Mr. Lloyd said, 'You have such a symmetrical face. The camera loves your face...You should be seen.'"

Satana's acting debut role was a cameo as Suzette Wong, a Parisian prostitute in the film "Irma la Douce" (1963), which starred Jack Lemmon and Shirley MacLaine. Her next role was as a dancer in "Who's Been Sleeping in My Bed?" (1963), which starred Dean Martin and Elizabeth Montgomery; Soon after, Satana appeared in the television shows "Burke's Law" and "The Man from U.N.C.L.E." Satana then starred as Varla in the 1965 Russ Meyer film "Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!"—a very aggressive and sexual female character for which she did all of her own stunts and fight scenes. Renowned film critic Richard Corliss called her performance "the most honest, maybe the one honest portrayal in the Meyer canon and certainly the scariest." Originally titled "The Leather Girls", the film is an ode to female violence, based on a concept created by Meyer and screenwriter Jack Moran. Both felt at her first audition that Satana was "definitely Varla." The film was shot on location in the desert outside Los Angeles during days when the weather was more than 100 degrees Fahrenheit and freezing nights, with Satana clashing regularly with teenage co-star Susan Bernard due to Bernard's mother's reportedly disruptive behavior on the set. Meyer said Satana was "extremely capable. She knew how to handle herself. Don't f*ck with her! And if you have to f*ck her, do it well! She might turn on you!"

Satana was responsible for adding key elements to the visual style and energy of the production, including her costume, makeup, usage of martial arts, dialogue and the use of spinning tires in the death scene of the main male character. She came up with many of the film's best lines. At one point the gas station attendant was ogling her extraordinary cleavage while confessing to a desire to see America. Varla replied "You won't find it down there, Columbus!" Meyer cited Satana as the primary reason for the film's lasting fame. "She and I made the movie," said Meyer. Meyer reportedly later regretted not using Satana in subsequent productions.

"I took a lot of my anger that had been stored inside of me for many years and let it loose. I helped to create the character Varla and helped to make her someone that many women would love to be like."

Santana legally owned her likeness and image. So, whenever Russ Meyer wanted to change the artwork or rerelease "Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!," he had to get her permission and sometimes pay her all over again. (Wikipedia/IMDb)

[pokemon-ash-aus]

F*CK F*CK F*CK GODDAM DAMMIT WRONG WORD GOD DAMMIT ME AND MY ABILITY NOT CHECK BEFORE I POST!!! AND I SENT IT TO SM PEACH!!! NOT WHAT I WAS TRYING TO DO!!! IT WAS MEANT FOR PEPPER!!!

I can't believe I sent my sinister ideals to the wrong person. it's like Doctor Doom messaging Reed Richards about how he's going to take over the world but instead, his message gets sent to a young Peter Parker who hasn't even got bit by the spider yet.

Lol i saw that and i absolutely knew you put down the wrong one :)

[princess-of-the-corner]

I remember that one scene from MariBat fic, where Tim accidentally knocks himself out by drinking "Marinette's mysterious cocktail" (because he mistook it for coffee).

Aftermarth is basically:

Jason: What the f*ck is this?!

Marinette: Oh, it's my "sleeping potion". I drink this after week of all-nighters.

Richard/Dick: You drink whole thing?! Tim fell asleep after one small SIP!!!

Look the only reason Tim hasn't turned to cocaine instead of caffeine is because he doesn't want to hear the lectures from everyone else I doubt Mari's caffeine consumption is worse than his.

[rnakamura22]

you know, when you think about it

Anne Neville from the requiem of the rose king has the shittest life and she did nothing to deserve that She was used as her fathers commodity, Richard, her first love( possible his first love too, since Henry the 6th and Buckingham is both TOXIC with a capital T)but Richard shut himself out from Anne due to a misunderstanding and stubborn person with low self esteem and somewhat his misogyny. Her first husband says right to her face “ I love Richard, he’ll never love you, I don’t feel any love at all” when Anne, a cute kind and considerate person is right in front of him!talks LOVE IS BLIND IN SO many ways for prince Edward. Then, Anne’s forced into battle while being pregnant, her husband and mother in law is killed, gets treated brutally by her sister and her husband, runs away while being pregnant in her teens, mourning for her father in law when her first love comes up and says “ EVEryone waits for your death, the worst thing you can say to a woman who’s pregnant with a baby that gets its head chopped off at that time. Then her first love puts a who lame show of propose ( while really speaking to Anne’s father in law and her husband being attracted to him which makes it a whole list of drama) and says “If you don’t believe me, stab me’l She’s backed into a wall while having no where else to go and no one to help her. She has to accept marrying Richard while being treated like dirt for all her remaining life and being cheated on by Buckingham (him also being married which makes Richard and Buckingham a whole another story of being total dickheads)and forces to protect her son alone while dying of tuberculosis and loving Richard even though she was never told about his secret until the end.

I mean, Anne DESERVES rights to kick Buckingham in the face and chop off his genitals, scream at Richard for saying the worst things you can say to a pregnant woman in her teens carrying a baby that would be executed the moment his parentage is revealed, with her only family treated her like shit and basically keep her in a cage in hopes of killing her and Richard threatening her to marry him while not taking a no for an answer, and later revealing Edward’s lineage to Buckingham, which is a high risk of him killing Edward. She has every rights to say “F*ck all of this shit, don’t blame me for anything and F*ck y’all for ruining and taking my life and throwing it to the ground, I will be taking Edward and George’s kids and leaving, this is not a great place for raising kids where everyone is f*cking with one another and have lost all sense of moral and self dignity.”

[toruandmidori]

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[isakatsu-isaac-uchiha9306]

Here's my tierlist of my favorite Cars Characters. Note that this is just my opinion... If you disagree... It's completely fair... I don't have to kill you in order to like it.

So who are in my list?

S/Childhood Favorites - Mcqueen and Sally

SS/Legends - Doc, The King, Smokey, Louise Nash, River Scott, Junior Moon, Jeff Gorvette, Lewis Hamilton, Dale Earnhardt Jr., Darrel Cartrip, Bob Cutlass, Brent Mustangburger, David Hobbscap

A/Best/Lovable Characters: Mater, Cruz, Francesco Bernoulli, Finn McMissile, Holley Shiftwell, Flo, Ramone, Cal Weathers, Bobby Swift, Luigi, Guido, Tex Dinoco, Daniel Swervez, Lizzie, Stanley, Rusty, Dusty, Miss Fritter, Sheriff, Sarge, Filmore, Rod "Torque" Redline, Red, Jackson Storm, Mack, Otis the Lemon, Natalie Certain, Leland Turbo, Miguel Camino, Max Schnell, Carla Veloso, Shu Todoroki, Raoul Caroule, Nigel Gearsley, Rip Clutchgoneski

B/Awesome - Kabuto, Boost, Dj, Wingo, Snot Rod

D/Good - Van, Minnie, Tractor, Mike Wazoski (Car), Ham (Car), Woody (Car), Buzz Lightyear (Car), Abominable Snowplow (Monster Truck), Sully (Monster Truck), Frank, Winford Bradford Rutherford, Mac iCar, Shannon Spokes, Claude Scruggs, Billy Oilchanger, Chuck Armstrong, Harold "Haul" Inngas, Brick Yardley, Brian Spark, Phil Tankson, Fred, Bessie, Siddley, Floyd Mulvihill, Chase Racelott, Bubba Wheelhouse Jr., Ryan Laney, Reb Meeker

E/Who are you? - Jerry Recycled Batteries, Arvy, Doctor Damage, Albert Hinkey, Tomber, T.G Castlenut, Zil

F/Go F*ck Yourselves - Not Chuck, Chick Hicks, Chick Pitty #1, Chick Pitty #2, Miles Axelrod, Professor Zundapp, Grem, Acer, Mr. Sterling

Reasons:

S - Pretty Obvious, Since I shipped them since I was kid

SS - Their F'in legends... Especially some are named/based after real racers (I.e The king = Richard Petty, Jeff Gorvette = Jeff Gordon, Dale Earnhardt Jr. etc.)

A - Because I can... Their lovable for so many reasons...

B - They badass since I love JDM cars

C - none

D - Eh I don't interact with them that much. Especially since most of them are Side Characters

F - Ya know... F*ck y'all... Especially you Sterling... Go F*ck yourself with a torque wrench. I wish Harv was here in this list cause I hate that guy... Yeah I hate Chick for being a d*ckhead especially Zundapp and Axelrod... But Sterling (And Harv) go f*ck yourselves...

That's all...

[msclaritea]

Cate Blanchett named son after convicted child sex offender Roman Polanski | news.com.au — Australia’s leading news site

https://www.news.com.au/entertainment/celebrity-life/cate-blanchett-named-son-after-convicted-child-sex-offender-roman-polanski/news-story/7643a75ab10a08d35b781b1f07043c59#:~:text=Blanchett%20said%20Roman%20was%20named,famous%20American%20novelist)%20Dashiell%20Hammett.

https://ohnotheydidnt.livejournal.com/98319492.html

Blanchett said Roman was named after the disgraced director, who fled the United States in 1978 before he was due to be sentenced for having unlawful sexual intercourse with a minor.

“You run out of ideas by the time you get to number three,” she joked.

“Dashiell came from (famous American novelist) Dashiell Hammett.

“Roman, I don’t know... Polanski. But it’s also the French word for book.”

Polanski has been living in exile in France since 1978, despite multiple attempts by the United States to extradite him.

Blanchett previously came under fire in 2014 after starring in Woody Allen’s film Blue Jasmine.

Allen’s daughter Dylan Farrow wrote an open letter to Blanchett, criticising her for working with the director despite her claims of child sexual abuse.

Tough love ... Cate won an Oscar for Blue Jasmine despite being criticised for working with Woody Allen. Picture: Kevin Winter/Getty Images

Tough love ... Cate won an Oscar for Blue Jasmine despite being criticised for working with Woody Allen. Picture: Kevin Winter/Getty Images

“What if it had been your child, Cate Blanchett? Louis CK? Alec Baldwin? What if it had been you, Emma Stone? Or you, Scarlett Johansson? You knew me when I was a little girl, Diane Keaton. Have you forgotten me?” she wrote.

In response, Blanchett said it had “obviously been a long and painful situation for the family and I hope they find some resolution and peace”.

Roman Polanski

Ignatius, Captain Underpants

"According to the American Library Association, the Captain Underpants books were reported as some of the most banned and challenged books in the United States between 2000 and 2009 as well as between 2010 and 2019. The books were named one of the top ten most banned and challenged books in 2002, 2004, 2005, 2012, 2013 and 2018.

The Captain Underpants series was explicitly banned in some schools for "insensitivity, offensive language, encouraging disruptive behavior, LGBTQIA+ issues, violence, being unsuited to the age group, sexually explicit content, anti-family content, as well as encouraging children to disobey authority."

Dashiell Hammett....

Hammett devoted much of his life to left-wing activism. He was a strong antifascist throughout the 1930s, and in 1937 joined the Communist Party. On May 1, 1935, Hammett joined the League of American Writers (1935–1943), whose members included Lillian Hellman, Alexander Trachtenberg of International Publishers, Frank Folsom, Louis Untermeyer, I. F. Stone, Myra Page, Millen Brand, Clifford Odets, and Arthur Miller. (Members were largely either Communist Party members or fellow travelers. He suspended his anti-fascist activities when, as a member (and in 1941 president) of the League of American Writers, he served on its Keep America Out of War Committee in January 1940 during the period of the Molotov–Ribbentrop Pact.

Especially in Red Harvest, literary scholars have seen a Marxist critique of the social system. One Hammett biographer, Richard Layman, calls such interpretations "imaginative", but he nonetheless objects to them, since, among other reasons, no "masses of politically dispossessed people" are in this novel. Herbert Ruhm found that contemporary left-wing media already viewed Hammett's writing with skepticism, "perhaps because his work suggests no solution: no mass-action... no individual salvation... no Emersonian reconciliation and transcendence".

In a letter of November 25, 1937, to his daughter Mary, Hammett referred to himself and others as "we reds". He confirmed, "in a democracy all men are supposed to have an equal say in their government", but added that "their equality need not go beyond that." He also found, "under socialism there is not necessarily... any leveling of incomes."

Hellman wrote that Hammett was "most certainly" a Marxist, though a "very critical Marxist" who was "often contemptuous of the Soviet Union" and "bitingly sharp about the American Communist Party", to which he was nevertheless loyal. 

At the beginning of 1942, he wrote the screenplay of Watch on the Rhine, based on Hellman's successful play, which received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Writing (Adapted Screenplay). But that year the Oscar went to Casablanca. In early 1942, following the attack on Pearl Harbor, Hammett again enlisted in the United States Army. Because he was 48 years old, had tuberculosis, and was a Communist, Hammett later stated he had "a hell of a time" being inducted into the Army. However, biographer Diane Johnson suggests that confusion over Hammett's forename was the reason he was able to re-enlist. He served as an enlisted man in the Aleutian Islands and initially worked on cryptanalysis on the island of Umnak. For fear of his radical tendencies, he was transferred to the Headquarters Company where he edited an Army newspaper entitled The Adakian. In 1943, while still a member of the military, he co-authored The Battle of the Aleutians with Cpl. Robert Colodny, under the direction of an infantry intelligence officer, Major Henry W. Hall. While in the Aleutians, he developed emphysema.

After the war, Hammett returned to political activism, "but he played that role with less fervour than before". He was elected president of the Civil Rights Congress (CRC) on June 5, 1946, at a meeting held at the Hotel Diplomat in New York City, and "devoted the largest portion of his working time to CRC activities".

In 1946, a bail fund was created by the CRC "to be used at the discretion of three trustees to gain the release of defendants arrested for political reasons." The trustees were Hammett, who was chairman, Robert W. Dunn, and Frederick Vanderbilt Field.

The CRC was designated a Communist front group by the US Attorney General. Hammett endorsed Henry A. Wallace in the 1948 United States presidential election..."

'Blanchett and Stewart joined fellow Cannes jury members, Ava DuVernay, Khadja Nin, and L��a Seydoux, in the South of France for the start of this year's festival earlier this week. Not only did we see both Blanchett and Stewart donning spring-inspired pantsuits we now need in our lives, but we were, more importantly, blessed with photos of Stewart staring tenderly at Blanchett. What a time to be alive."

[originallandlockedmariner]

For three years running…

2020

Kobe. Pandemic. Lockdown. Koalas on fire. Harry and Meg retire. Toilet paper hoarding. Alcoholism. Impeach the f*cker. Parasite. Bonnie Henry. Tiger King. Working from home. Sourdough bread. Harvey Weinstein guilty. Zoom overdose. Dip your body in sanitizer. 6 feet. Quarantine. OK Boomer. Home schooling (everyone passes). Murder hornets. Dolly Parton. Don’t hug, kiss or see anybody, especially your family. Chris Evans’ junk. TikTok. Glory holes. Face masks. CERB. West Coast wildfires. Stay home. Small Businesses lose, big box stores win. F*ck Bozos. ‘Dreams’ and cranberry juice. Close yoga studios, but thumbs up to your local gym. Speak moistly to me. George Floyd. BLM. F*ck Trump. Phase 2, 3 and Summer. RBG. Baby Yoda. Biden wins. Bond and Black Panther die. No more lockdown. Back to school and work. Just kidding... giddy up round 2. Giuliani leaks shit from his head. Resurgence of chess. UFOs are real. Restrictions. Dave Grohl admits defeat. Monolith. “F*ck... forgot my mask in the car”. No Christmas shenanigans allowed. Bubbles. Alex Trebek. Use the term ‘dumpster fire’ one too many times. Jupiter and Saturn form 'Christmas Star'. Happy New Year Bitches!!!! 2021... you better not sh*t the bed!!

2021

“We love you, you’re very special”. Failed coup attempt at the Capital. Twitter, FB and IG ban Donny. Hammerin’ Hank goes to the Field of Dreams. Bozo no longer richest man but still a twat. Leachman, Tyson, and Holbrook pass. The economy is worse than expected. Kim and Kanye split. Brood X cicadas. Dre has an aneurysm and nearly has his home broken into. Bridgerton. MyPillow CEO is a douche. Covid restrictions extended indefinitely. Captain Von Trapp dies. Proud Boys officially a Terrorist Organization. Richard Ramirez. Cancer takes Screech. Travel bans. Impeachment trial (again?… oh and this was barely February? WTF??!!) Suez Canal blockage. Myanmar protest. Kong dukes it out with Godzilla, while Raya watches. Olympics. Friends compare elective surgeries. F9. Canada Women’s Soccer Gold. Free Britney. Multiverses. Residential Schools in Canada unearth children’s bodies. Kate is Mare of Easttown. Cuomo resigns. Disney and Dwayne cruise together. Wildfires. Delta variants. Musk passes Bezos. Candyman x 5. Capt. Kirk goes to space. F*ck Kyle Rittenhouse. Astros didn’t win. Squid Game. Goodbye Bond. Dune is redone. Angelina is Eternal. Astroworld deaths. Meta. Omicron. Three Spidermen. Tornados in December? World Juniors cancelled. Pills against Covid. School opening delayed. And Betty White dies. 2022… my expectations are ridiculously low…

2022

Wow… eight billion people. Queen Elizabeth II passes away after ruling the Commonwealth before dirt was invented. The monkeypox. Russia plays the role of global asshole. Wordle. Mother Nature rocks Afghanistan. Hover bike. Styles spits on Pine. Olivia Newton John, Kristie Alley, and Coolio leave us. Pele was traded to team Heaven. FTX implodes. Madonna and the 3-D model of her vagina. Pig gives his heart to a human. Beijing can brag that it is the first city ever to host both the Summer Olympics and Winter Olympics. Uvalde. $3 trillion Apple. Keith Raniere gets 120 years. The Whisky War ends with Canada and Denmark going halfsies. Mar-a-Lago. Nick Cannon brood hits a dozen. Shinzo Abe is assassinated. Inflation goes through the roof (if you can actually afford to put a roof over your head). Volodymyr Zelensky. European heat wave. Bennifer. Salman Rushdie is stabbed on stage, Dave Chappelle tackled, and Chris Rock is only slapped. Thích Nhất Hạnh. Heidi Klum goes full slug. Cuba knocked out by Ian. Liz Truss and 4.1 Scaramuccis. Taylor Swift breaks Ticketmaster. Human shitstain Elon Musk ignores helping mankind and buys Twitter instead. Riri becomes a mommy. NASA launches Artemis 1. Trump still a whiny little bitch. Music lost Loretta Lynn, Christine McVie, and Meat Loaf. Democracy died at least three times. Pete Davidson continues to date hottest women on the planet. Microplastics in our blood. Alex Jones is a cunt. So is DeSantis. Argentina wins the World Cup. Meghan and Harry. Eddie Munson rips Metallica in the Upside Down. tWitch. Roe vs Wade is overturned by the micro dick energy of the Supreme Court. CODA. James Corden shows he is a "tiny Cretin of a man". Amber (and the shit on the bed) Heard (round the world). Sebastian Bear-McClard proves he’s one of the fucking dumbest men alive. Latin America's ‘pink tide’. Anti-Semitic rants by Ye. Bob Saget. A verified blue checkmark. Godmother of punk Vivienne dies. And, Tom Cruise feels the need for speed yet again. 2023… whatcha got for us?!? Nothing shocks me anymore.

[pinkchangelingdemon]

Who am I? Part 4

-Mr Walker! I demand to know what are you doing in my office right now! - ordered the principal.

I finally had f*cked up. How could I explain as the PE teacher that I was searching for the file of a student that perhaps never existed and I didn't know his name?

Then it hit, I didn't need to explain anything. Just breathe in and then exhale. With that I flew straight to the principal's nostrils and took possession of him.

-Mr Walker! Is good to see you- I said trying the principal's more mature voice while rubbing my nose- I have so much work to do, can we meet in another time?

-Su...sure Richard- answered Rob.

I accompanied the disoriented PE teacher to the door.

...

- Good morning, I'm Richard Smith, the principal-I said serious to my reflection in his phone camera. Nailed it.

Then I took a good look at my beefy body. After being a PE teacher and a running instructor, this body felt like a release. It felt so comfortable and big.

-Oh...f*ck!- I moaned when the monster between those meatier legs started to call for attention. Hearing my moaning didn't help stop it.

I tried to focus. No memories of a student or a student file missing. Sh*t. Looking more inside his memories I learnt that he was divorced and very homophobic. Ugh. I've been trying my best not to change people's lifes but this big guy was about to visit a gay bar that night for sure.

...

Now it was time to take care of my boner. His office wasn't a good place.

I walked to the teacher's bathroom. At that hour everyone was in class so the hallways were empty. That was a relief because I could see the bulge of my enormous d*ck rubbing against the jeans demanding attention.

I entered the teachers lounge, empty, and then opened the bathroom's door only to find my previous host, the PE teacher, on his knees sucking the math teacher's cock.

I chuckled, both of them assimilated another trait of mine. I always forget to lock the doors.

- Good morning Mr Walker, Mr White. - I raised my voice copying the same tone the principal used when he found me in his office.

They froze for a moment and then looked at me. I could see the colour leaving their faces. Apparently, every teacher knew about the homophobic side of the principal.

- Richard we weren't... - Mr White tried to protect Rob.

-Save it - I said serious, then I closed the door behind me and smirked - there's only one way I can forget something like this.

They still looked like they've seen a ghost. I helped them to understand the situation by unzipping my jeans, releasing my erected can c*ck. After all, I needed to take care of that.

-Come here both of you, take care of this - I ordered stroking a little my big member- and everything is forgotten.

The teachers looked at each other in disbelief.

-NOW- I commanded them.

And they obeyed. Two of my school crushes licking the member of the probably most homophobic person in school, and the one in charge.

The realization of the power this body had over the rest, only made me more horny.

I brought the maths teacher's face to mine and started kissing his bearded face, while my other hand was keeping Rob sucking my dick.

They were enjoying it.

...

-Hey both of you - I pointed at them, while I buttoned my grey polo again- THIS didn't happen. I don't care if you come here to f*ck, just LOCK THE F*CKING DOOR. UNDERSTOOD? -I said using Richard dominating personality.

-Yes, Richard - they both said at the same time.

-Now, go do your f*ckng job! - the dominance of this body was making me horny again.

They left still shocked of everything that happened in that small bathroom.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

-Time to search for that file.

...

I didn't find it, and I couldn't recognise any of my classmates as myself. I gave up.

I sighed scratching my bald head.

-Some things aren't meant to be know, right Rick?-I said looking at my reflection in the window of the principal's office.

I fleshed a little and smirked.

-Now, as promised, let's take this body to a gay bar. Your homophobic days are over, Rick.

[gilda-is-gorrion]

"The Hobbit trilogy is soulless. Send tweet"

Really? Excuse me, but... WHAT THE ACTUAL F*CK?!?!

There are so many valid criticisms I can understand (not necessarily agree, though). It's true that its production was rushed, that there are some visual problems, that Legolas is there for fanservice's sake...

And then, you decide to go and put your foot in your mouth.

What movies did you watch? 'Cause you cannot objectively say that The Hobbit movies are soulless if you have watched them and paid a bare minimum of attention. Not when you CAN SEE Martin's and Richard's soul in Bilbo's and Thorin's eyes (I'm not going to add any pictures, we all know what I'm talking about), not when you actually listen to Smaug's voice, or to the magnificent soundtrack (if your breath doesn't get caught with , for example, Misty Mountains [and Overhill], I'm sorry, go get your ears revised), not when you've seen Bilbo's interactions with Bofur and Balin.

How can you say that the movies are soulless when so many people poured theirs whole into it? You don't like them, ok, fine. Para gustos, colores, as we say in Spanish. But don't throw all of that work into the trash can like it's nothing.