#300 years challenge

[300yearschallenge]

in 1787 Charles Elias turned 18.

There wasn't much of a celebration, not like the huge parties that were usually held by the Olafsson-Park branch of the family.

Still, Laura baked a cake and the cats, Theodore, Laura and Mr.Isak all gathered to celebrate him.

For Charles Elias it didn't feel like too much of a change, not really.

He still lived in the same way he had these past few years, and he still did the same things he usually did.

At most he felt a greater sense of maturity, perhaps, and an earnest desire to make sure that whatever his future held it would look nothing like his life had under Joseph.

[captainkurosolaire]

X5 ~ Prelude to Destiny

[Prev:C] Sunbreak Treachery ~ Scarlet Destiny ~ ♪"Good Guy"♪

Surging water rushed down stream and woodland insects began hissing. A process of wild nature was coiling, a serpent slithering up an evergreen, where chirping birds held host, were being nurtured by their dearest mother of plucked worms being divided kindly, a few newborn eggs left to hatch. A predator serpent salivates a most-scrumptious treat, practically anticipating its course-meal, down those impressive elastic-like mandibles. Camouflaging alongside bark on the unexpected-prey. Its winding patterned-tail curling in support with a sturdy bough. Preparing itself to lunge when their grown-guardian drew close among the edge of the abode nest. One-strike all it’d take. Drooling venom-leaked against its fangs.

The Primeval Law; weak was fed to strong. All abide even if they’ve yet to encounter their devourer. Lonely and with a trouble-soul on a nearby bench gave a daring-stare to this process. Words reciting back in harmful-memory from his own pit-betrayal consistent snakes on his Crew or swimming in believed friendly-waters, hiding deceitfully. Recently departing a treacherous brother consumed by envy, he left them to their own-fate to a volunteering infirmary after their emotional-battle. Far as their long-history was concerned, this was the conclusion.

Again. Left with no-one, nothing. Giving a castaway didn’t mean his Crew would care or remember him after the Summer-break that was agreed-upon. Everything built-up to be demolished again, perhaps in the end, that’s all his purpose served. Fleeting reprieve or an experience to parade; merely a tale. Constant-cycle, that no-matter how many times, attempted to evolve past being simply defined, he always fell-short where it mattered. Teeth-grit angrily with rebelliousness, this was his shade. Always resisting what’s supposed to be assumed, standard, natural. Traitor’s venom from Sol, sept into his veins, and momentarily obscured reflection, <”You’ll become no-better than me, blight akin to myself. All that preaching of goodness, light you bring… Those accursed eyes… Constantly shining against darkness will collapse, you’ll be confronted with the forces we ran to maintain freedom. That we both know, are impossible to overcome. Irrefutable tides, power-beyond-power, none can oppose and it’ll come for your sanctuary. When it DOES, you’ll become at the forefront butchering to survive; thrive, or die empty as nothing.” Winning against their grueling contest, but it didn’t feel like that at-all. He lost a practical considered-brother, a friend, someone trusted. So many wounds overtook and festered. Couldn’t help but wonder if there was painstaking truth in this omen. Not-the-first time something demonic, prophecies his foretelling of the future. That stalking-serpent about to gobble up, let out a hiss before lunging at the motherling, feline-ears quivered, before a bellowing shout, raged forth his own tatted-scarred arm maneuvered like serpent itself grappling the snake in tracks. Poisoned-dipped-fangs close to the motherly bird who collapsed in frightening fear. Wanting to strike at the interrupting-handler, but expertly strangled in prevention. He was its predator, the traumatizing snakes surrounding his story-past made feline instincts-flare. Vengeful frustration wanting to keep squeezing, serpent with a vicious-grip back that often choked-prey’s life out of them. Taking his own wrathful-distraught on something, anything to remove-feeling. Facially-feature’s intimidatingly surfaced, before roaring and snarling stood against the snake, making its resisting force act cowardly; skin shedding early in fear, wanting to slip away to escape desperately; preservation crying. Knowing the serpent was now in-peril. Clutched callous-grip stayed viciously snug until suddenly, the conflicted-soul, dropping below on his knees freeing the creature with mercy, as it slithered recoiling into hedges onward, it’d find meal elsewhere.  Balled-fist kept pounding against the soils beneath, until this boiling-fury was vanquished and knuckles busted open. Resisting urges to become another vile-design; proving them right. Thought crept-in. Opposing so many oppressive forces, notions, order, acted on his own principles, but never saw any succession. No reward in this road of kindness. Nay treasures, glory was had, the people of the land-he-idolized their simplistic and normal settings, mocked for being too mundane. To him it seemed so routine but above-all, they owned peace, knowing no enemies, they lived-unadventurous life but held an inspiring wealth that was long-lasting that didn’t slip from their fingertips, nor materialistic or fool’s gold. His chaotic world navigated upon, continuously rejecting him seemingly from being any symbol-good. As-if wasn’t meant-to-be, swore himself to such-a-daring task with a-sea itself. The pledge prohibited him from ever tasting any true solitude. Condemning his own slavery in mind, body, spirit and soul so foolishly in brazened-youth. Whether desired or not; he must become a conqueror. 

Would figuring out who his Mother was grant clarity a sense – closer to mastery? His-feet shuffled back to standing composure resettled. Taking a breathing; believing unlikely with an exhaled-sigh. Yet his prismatic, fluttering inner-guide hadn’t steered him wrong. He’d boldly walk to this next-seek. Unknowingly that the perceived ‘inadequate’ heart-thrumming inside him, would be contested against warring deathly drums written; in scarlet-destiny. Whole barbarous Isle with a purely-dominating Nation of blood-thirsty predators, eating upon the world’s core effortlessly once again reawakened, stirring up on his beloved-seas, their appetite gluttonously, insatiable, devours in power, ruthless savages.

Collision tides were inevitably forecast to meet; in forces of two, Gorey seas of crimson-bloody murky polluted waters versus unfiltered gilded-gold with an illuminating sun-ray, overhead reflecting the tiniest semblance of hope, that encouraged invitation to waters.

[icewindandboringhorror]

recent things

[gonnabeapolyglot]

okay i just did the math and ive spent 289 hours watching d20 for the first time

considering rewatches of Acofaf and some of Burrows end and most of Starstruck odyssey uh. more than once

[crowsummer]

the temporary palace

(translation 1 of 行宫 by 元稹)

the old temporary palace lies deserted in solitude, its flowers are blooming red

the white-haired court ladies who remain there sit idly, gossiping about the xuanzong emperor

[moonfromearth]

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[ichisama]

461 words | rating: g | post-canon, first kiss

Times Square. New Year's Eve. 11:59PM.

Ichiro and Jiro had flown out to New York earlier in December, to tour a few college campuses with Saburo. Nemu was already out there for school; she'd decided to spend her break there, to show the boys around. Samatoki, Jyuto, and Rio managed to fly out only a day before Christmas Eve, making it just in time for the holidays.

"It's nice," Nemu had said, earlier in the morning of the last day of the year. She was smiling as she puffed a breath into her hands, warming them. "To ring in the new year with family."

Family.

Samatoki didn't deny it. He'd long since accepted Rio and Jyuto as family, as brothers. Men he could trust to have his back, men who trusted him in return.

Ichiro and the brats…

Yeah. They'd become family too. Samatoki couldn't pin down exactly when it had happened, but his heart had split open and made enough room to care for two little brothers, as fiercely as if they'd been born his blood.

Just two.

Ichiro was different. Maybe he'd been like a little brother to Samatoki once. Or a puppy, even. Darling and excitable and loyal to a fault.

But now, Ichiro was more than that.

Ichiro was everything.

So maybe Samatoki wasn't surprised when he found them alone in the crowd as midnight neared.

Rio and Jyuto had retired to their hotel room early, when the crowd grew too dense for Rio's comfort. A while later, Nemu had 'gotten lost' in that crowd with Jiro and Saburo, but not without throwing Samatoki a cheeky wink, a knowing grin.

Alone with Ichiro, as the countdown neared zero, Samatoki wrapped an arm around him and pulled him closer. Ichiro's back was warm to his chest. The crowd closed around them as soon as they shifted, leaving no room for them to part again.

"Samatoki?" Ichiro turned to look at him. There was a question in his voice, but only certainty in his eyes and an adoring grin on his lips. "Cold?"

Samatoki hummed and touched a hand to Ichiro's cheek. "Nah. Just…"

His breath and Ichiro's became one between them, a visible, inexorable cloud. Warm, even in the piercing cold.

"Here?" Ichiro murmured.

"It's tradition," Samatoki whispered back. "When in Rome…"

"We're in New York."

"Do you want me to kiss you or not, you little shit?"

That wasn't quite the declaration of love, the perfect moment of romance, that Samatoki had been going for. But when Ichiro laughed, when he smiled into their first kiss as bursts of color rained down on them, Samatoki knew it was perfect anyway.

As long as it was the two of them, it would have been perfect in any way.

[fatehbaz]

Good question:

In the United States, many jails and prisons can and will charge you money for every single night that you spend imprisoned, for the entire duration of your incarceration, as if you were being billed for staying at a hotel. Even if you are incarcerated for years. Adding up to tens of thousands of dollars. What happens when you’re released?

In response to this:

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So.

You’re getting charged, like, ten dollars every time you even submit a request form to possibly be seen by a doctor or dentist.

You’re getting charged maybe five dollars for ten minutes on the phone.

Any time a friend or family tries to send you like five dollars so that you can buy some toothpaste or lotion, or maybe a snack from the commissary since you’re diabetic and the “meals” have left you malnourished, maybe half of that money gets taken as a “service fee” by the corporate contractor that the prison uses to manage your pre-paid debit card. So you’re already losing money every day just by being there.

What happens if you can’t pay?

In some places, after serving just a couple of years for drugs charges, almost 20 years after being released, the state can still hunt you down for over $80,000 that you “owe” as if it were a per-night room-and-board accommodations charge, like this recent highly-publicized case in Connecticut:

Excerpt:

Two decades after her release from prison, [TB] feels she is still being punished. When her mother died two years ago, the state of Connecticut put a lien on the Stamford home she and her siblings inherited. It said she owed $83,762 to cover the cost of her 2 1/2 year imprisonment for drug crimes. [...] “I’m about to be homeless,” said [TB], 58, who in March [2022] became the lead plaintiff in a lawsuit challenging the state law that charges prisoners $249 a day for the cost of their incarceration. [...] All but two states have so-called “pay-to-stay” laws that make prisoners pay for their time behind bars [...]. Critics say it’s an unfair second penalty that hinders rehabilitation by putting former inmates in debt for life. Efforts have been underway in some places to scale back or eliminate such policies. Two states — Illinois and New Hampshire — have repealed their laws since 2019. [...] Pay-to-stay laws were put into place in many areas during the tough-on-crime era of the 1980s and ’90s, said Brittany Friedman, an assistant professor of sociology at University of Southern California who is leading a study of the practice. [...] Connecticut used to collect prison debt by attaching an automatic lien to every inmate, claiming half of any financial windfall they might receive for up to 20 years after they are released from prison [...].

Text by: Pat Eaton-Robb. “At $249 per day, prison stays leave ex-inmates deep in debt.” AP News / The Associated Press. 27 August 2022.

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Look at this:

To help her son, Cindy started depositing between $50 to $100 a week into Matthew’s account, money he could use to buy food from the prison commissary, such as packaged ramen noodles, cookies, or peanut butter and jelly to make sandwiches. Cindy said sending that money wasn’t necessarily an expense she could afford. “No one can,” she said. So far in the past month, she estimates she sent Matthew close to $300. But in reality, he only received half of that amount. The balance goes straight to the prison to pay off the $1,000 in “rent” that the prison charged Matthew for his prior incarceration. [...] A PA Post examination of six county budgets (Crawford, Dauphin, Lebanon, Lehigh, Venango and Indiana) showed that those counties’ prisons have collected more than $15 million from inmates — almost half is for daily room and board fees that are meant to cover at least a portion of the costs with housing and food. Prisoners who don’t work are still expected to pay. If they don’t, their bills are sent to collections agencies, which can report the debts to credit bureaus. [...] Between 2014 and 2017, the Indiana County Prison — which has an average inmate population of 87 people — collected nearly $3 million from its prisoners. In the past five years, Lebanon’s jail collected just over $2 million in housing and processing fees.

Text by: Joseph Darius Jaafari. “Paying rent to your jailers: Inmates are billed millions of dollars for their stays in Pa. prisons.” WHYY (PBS). 10 December 2019. Originally published at PA Post.

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Pay-to-stay, the practice of charging people to pay for their own jail or prison confinement, is being enforced unfairly by using criminal, civil and administrative law, according to a new Rutgers University-New Brunswick led study. The study [...] finds that charging pay-to-stay fees is triggered by criminal justice contact but possible due to the co-opting of civil and administrative institutions, like social service agencies and state treasuries that oversee benefits, which are outside the realm of criminal justice. “A person can be charged $20 to $80 a day for their incarceration,” said author Brittany Friedman, an assistant professor of sociology and a faculty affiliate of Rutgers' criminal justice program. “That per diem rate can lead to hundreds of thousands of dollars in fees when a person gets out of prison. To recoup fees, states use civil means such as lawsuits and wage garnishment against currently and formerly incarcerated people, and regularly use administrative means such as seizing employment pensions, tax refunds and public benefits to satisfy the debt.” [...] Civil penalties are enacted on family members if the defendant cannot pay and in states such as Florida, Nevada and Idaho can occur even after the original defendant is deceased. [...]

Text by: Megan Schumann. “States Unfairly Burdening Incarcerated People With “Pay-to-Stay” Fees.” Rutgers press release. 20 November 2020.

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So, to pay for your own imprisonment, states can:

-- hunt you down for decades (track you down 20 years later, charge you tens of thousands of dollars, and take your house away)

-- put a lien on your vehicle, house

-- garnish your paycheck/wages

-- seize your tax refund

-- send collections agencies after you

-- take your public assistance benefits

-- sue you in civil court

-- take money from your family even after you’re dead

[softnsweeet0]

Announcment!!!

Hi cuties!

I’m sure y’all remember the gaining challenge I did last year that finally pushed me past (and kept me over!) 300 pounds. This year there will be a little spin on it, because I’m going on my first cruise!! It'll be just over a full week of utter indulgence, gluttony, and sloth!!

I’ve decided on a daily calorie goal of 6,000 to really take advantage of the All You Can Eat part of the cruise. The only downside to this dreamy feedee vacation is that I can’t smoke 🍃 like normal. So, to make up for it, I’ll be getting a drink package to live out my tipsy piggy dreams 🥰

Being able to drink a few margaritas a day (and unlimited soda!) will get me even closer to meeting or exceeding the daily calorie goal.   

For those of y'all interested in sponsoring the drink package, or any additional treats I find at port, message me.

There will be  a special for anyone who donates over $50. You will get:

-All basic pics and vids from the cruise that would be posted on OF/Feabie/Tumblr in full size in one place

-Exclusive pics and vids of stuffing, tight clothes, tight spaces, and more only available in the drive

-Access to the calorie tracker sheets to see the full breakdown of everything I ate and drank each day, plus the Calorie Grand Total for the trip

-Before & After Weigh In videos exclusive to the drive

I'm so excited to go on this cruise and share every indulgent moment with y’all!

Edit:

Deadline for access to the cruise drive is November 17th!

💗💗💗

[buttercuparry]

News of massacres, of IOF aggression in Gaza never stops hitting you. Recently the IOF attack on al-Mawasi camp martyred 40 Gazans and the horror upon horror of it is that the occupation forces are using weapons that vapourize human bodies. This cruelty is not new and it has become a daily occurrence for almost a year now. Every camp, every humanitarian zone has been bombed and attacked repeatedly – from Jabalia to al-Mawasi, nowhere is safe and still Gazans are trying their best to survive however they can. So in light of this, I want to bring attention to Kareman’s campaign who nearly ESCAPED DEATH today when al-Mawasi camp was attacked.

Kareman ( @karemandohan1999 ) has been trying to fundraise for almost TWO MONTHS!! All she wants to do is protect her son, Hamoud, who is only 14 months old and she is still shaking from thinking about how close she came to losing her family in this genocide. I don't have much to say myself but I will let you hear from her directly:

Dear Friends, I'm sharing here an update as we have reached 300 terrible days since the onset of this nightmare. 

The goal has always been clear: my family and their safety come first and foremost, followed by essential supplies, drinking water, medicine, and other necessities that any household must have. The challenges are many. 

For months, we have been planning to evacuate to a safer place, that's why we wanted to make a fundraiser to help this purpose. That dream was shattered when the Rafah crossing was closed three months ago. Since then, we have adjusted our priorities.

When you see your family's difficult situation, you will spend everything you have on their comfort, no matter the cost. The focus now is on basic necessities such as food, and drinking water, and expensive medicine so we can manage the widespread diseases and epidemics. The situation in Gaza has gone from bad to worse. The prices are rising and the increasing frequency of new displacements. 

Nowhere is safe. It can be difficult to express the full picture of our suffering - words are inadequate. We miss our normal lives. We miss who we used to be...

Kareman is very scared and has been traumatized. She has been displaced so many times all to escape the IOF aggression and yet today she was almost at death's door. So please help her. She has told me that her family has not managed to even buy a tent and that they have been using sleeping covers to construct a makeshift shelter. They are also living very close to a garbage dumping site that is a breeding ground for epidemics. All in all, Kareman  wants to move immediately to a safer location but currently has no money to spare for anything except for a small amount of food and water.  

SO PLEASE BOOST and DONATE!! This is an emergency – Hamoud is getting sick from both the sand blowing in past their flimsy shelter and from the smell of the garbage and today after escaping death, the whole family is feeling very unsure and scared. Do whatever you can. Anything helps..

Currently at $7,836 / $50,000 USD.

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[300yearschallenge]

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3

"You don't have to give all the fish guts to the cats," Theodore said, "They'll get fat, lazy and stop hunting vermin. Save some for the chickens."

"But they love it," Charles Elias protested, "And they feel sad otherwise. Don't you, Brons?"

Brons let out a loud, impatient meow, eyeing the food in Charles Elias' hand.

Charles Elias had taken to his punishment of no outings with relative ease. There was always work to be done, and he could always dote on the cats a little extra.

"Speaking of sad…," Theodore said, breaking Charles Elias' reverie, and nodded in the direction of Laura.

She drifted by without a word, her eyes somewhere far away.

It was one of those days. Charles Elias called them her 'silent days'. Days where she would avoid everyone and hide away, and even when she was physically present her eyes were dazed, empty.

Wherever Laura's mind went on her 'silent days' was a place Charles Elias didn't like.

"May I go check on her?" Charles Elias turned to Theodore.

"Of course," Theodore said and then grinned, holding up a fish heart, "I'd have to be pretty heartless if I said no."

She'd sat down on a log further down the beach, and even though Charles Elias knew his footsteps were loud on the ground she didn't react or turn around.

"Laura?"

No response.

"Hey, Laura?" Charles Elias tried again.

"Go away."

Her voice was cold and angry, and Charles Elias immediately paused. But he wanted to do something about her mood, and he didn't want to just leave her to sit out here all alone. Even if that was what she wanted.

His eyes fell on a patch of dandelions by his feet, and he bent down to grab one.

"But I brought you a gift," he said.

Laura paused, and when she spoke her voice was a little less cold, "A gift?"

"Yes," he said, "I can go away but I'd rather give it to you now."

"What is it?" She almost turned around.

Charles Elias held his hand gently around the dandelion as he went to sit down next to her.

"A wish," he said, holding it out to her, and as she looked between him and the dandelion her frown turned into a smile.

"That's not a wish," she said with a slight laugh, even as she reached out to take it from him.

"But it could be," he smiled, "Just blow out the seeds and your wish will come true."

"Hm," she said with a sarcastic grin, "Then I should wish for something truly outrageous. Maybe a castle made of gold."

"With a kingdom of your own," Charles Elias added.

"Of course," she said, "And let's not forget the fairytale prince. But a human one, no snakes or trolls."

Her smile faltered a little, and then she took a deep breath and slowly blew out the seeds to the wind.

"What did you wish for?"

"If I tell you, it won't come true."

"Oh, right."

There was a beat of silence and then Laura whispered, so quietly it was almost drowned out by rush of waves against the beach, "Thank you."

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3

[w3apon0fchoice]

notes challenge because i want to try it

10: i’ll befriend the teacher i’ll have next year more even though we already have a father daughter relationship 

30: i’ll start my own line in my family’s business for bsd and eldrtich merch

50: i’ll drink more water than i usually do

70: i’ll do something to change my appearance for the better 

100: partial face reveal 

200: i’ll start working out

300: i’ll do things that will make me happy without guilt

400: i’ll find a good coping mechanism 

500: i’ll stick up for myself when bad things happen

as many notes as you want :3

[ezrasbedroom]

detrans note game

wanted to try one of these with challenges that include my bf @isochromatica !! :3

repeating goals

every 5 notes — a day of keeping my pussy shaved

every 10 notes — a day of keeping my body fully shaved

every 15 notes — a day of wearing panties

every 20 notes — a day i fuck myself with a dildo

every 45 notes — a day of edging and orgasm denial

every 50 notes — a day i have to go outside fully dressed as a woman

every 75 notes — i take half my testosterone dose on shot day

every 100 notes — i skip my t shot entirely

non-repeating goals

10 notes — i’ll paint my nails pink

25 notes — i’ll post pictures of myself in lingerie

50 notes — i’ll post porn of myself on a subreddit/tag meant for only women

75 notes — i’ll try double penetration in the same hole

100 notes — i’ll buy myself new makeup and wear it out

125 notes — i’ll go shopping for brand new panties

150 notes — i’ll write whatever insults/degrading names are sent to me on my body

200 notes — i won’t bind or wear men’s clothes around my boyfriend until january

250 notes — i start practicing vocal feminization

300 notes — i let my boyfriend fuck me in the ass

350 notes — i watch whatever porn you guys send me in dms/asks

400 notes — i won’t touch myself for two weeks straight

450 notes — i won’t touch myself for a month straight

500 notes — i’ll grow my hair out until the new year

525 notes — i’ll get a bra fitted

550 notes — i buy a knotted dildo to use on myself

600 notes — i pick a new name to use

650 notes — i’ll buy and wear hair extensions

700 notes — i’ll try to induce breast growth

750 notes — my boyfriend will post a video of him fucking me <3

[adobe-outdesign]

can you explain why people are mad about the pea I don't play neopets I just love drama

>Neopets has a thing called the Battledome, which is where you can challenge NPCs and other people's pets to fights and win prizes in return

>Item called the Super Attack Pea (SuAP) is one of the most powerful damage-dealing weapons in Neopets

>Another item released along with it is the Seasonal Attack Pea (SAP)

>Only place to get these peas is at a "store"/location called The Smuggler's Cove

>Cove only stocks 100 of each item

>Cove stopped restocking for many years

>Prices for SuAP and SAP go way up due to scarcity

>SAP goes for almost 2 bil NP

>New staff in charge of the site work to combat inflation and impossible-to-get items via releases

>Include SAP as a possible random freebie during the Advent Calendar

>Price drops from 2 bil to as little as 20 mil overnight

>Billionaires whining, middle and lower class celebrating

>TNT drastically reduces the changes of receiving a SAP

>Price goes back up to 300 mil

>Everyone disliked that.jpg

>People are threatening to leave the site over this

>As a reminder the SAP looks like this

[zvaigzdelasas]

"We heard from employees who, because of noncompetes, were stuck in abusive workplaces," she said. "One person noted when an employer merged with an organization whose religious principles conflicted with their own, a noncompete kept the worker locked in place and unable to freely switch to a job that didn't conflict with their religious practices."

These accounts, she said, "pointed to the basic reality of how robbing people of their economic liberty also robs them of all sorts of other freedoms." The FTC estimates about 30 million people, or one in five American workers, from minimum wage earners to CEOs, are bound by noncompetes. It says the policy change could lead to increased wages totaling nearly $300 billion per year by encouraging people to swap jobs freely.

The ban, which will take effect later this year, carves out an exception for existing noncompetes that companies have given their senior executives, on the grounds that these agreements are more likely to have been negotiated. The FTC says employers should not enforce other existing noncompete agreements.

The vote was 3 to 2 along party lines. The dissenting commissioners, Melissa Holyoke and Andrew Ferguson, argued that the FTC was overstepping the boundaries of its power. Holyoke predicted the ban would be challenged in court and eventually struck down.

Shortly after the vote, the U.S. Chamber of Commerce said it would sue the FTC to block the rule, calling it unnecessary, unlawful and a blatant power grab.

Huh [23 Apr 24]

[confusedcunny]

Detrans December Challenge

Alright I'm doing it! A notes game going from now until 1 December 2023 00:00. The results of the notes will dictate what I'll do during Detrans-December!

Every 10 notes is a day of wearing lace panties. 20 notes: I grow out my hair further. 50 notes: I shave my pussy smooth and keep it smooth. 75 notes: I'll write my deadname on my body. 100 notes: I lower my next T shot with 1/5th. 125 notes: Every 50 notes beyond this point my T is reduced another 1/5th. 150 notes: I shave my whole body smooth and keep it smooth. 175 notes: I draw a womb and ovaries on myself. 200 notes: I dress up in thong, bra, skirt, stockings (as fem as I can with the clothes I have) and share it here. 225 notes: I do more body writing based on your suggestions. 250 notes: I masturbate in girly clothes. 275 notes: I upload myself humping a pillow. 300 notes: I watch a feminization hypnosis every other day. 325 notes: At this point my first shot is skipped. Every 50 notes beyond this point I reduce a fifth of my next shot, and then the next etc. 350 notes: I practice penetration once a week (I'm kinda bad with that right now). 400 notes: I get a pink piece of jewelry for my bellybutton piercing. 450 notes: I watch a feminization hypnosis every day. 500 notes: I go outside dressed in a skirt. 525 notes: I add new goals...

I'm excited to see the results, and who knows, maybe in January I'll really get to say:

"New year, new me!"