#I think the only other thing that’s done that to me is my period

[ohthecalamity]

Year 6. 10 years old. Mrs M. Spelling class.

to set the scene:

the teacher, Mrs M, only liked Neat-Haired Dancer Kids That Are Seen, Not Heard (you know the type).

I was uncoordinated, opinionated, outspoken & articulate, and hated combing my hair. (aka: autistic). She did not like me.

Mrs M was nothing but nice to her Favourites. She gave them compliments, extra help, lots of leeway with homework & grades.

But those she didn't like? She tried her utmost to make their lives miserable. She loved mercilessly ripping into any & all academic insecurities, making people hate themselves. (I'm willing to bet a lot of my classmates left with lasting psychological damage.)

Fortunately, I did not value her opinion. I realised pretty quick she was not ruled by logic or truth.

In year 6, we had weekly spelling tests. And if there's one thing I've always known, it's words. So my answers were consistently correct, and she haaated it. I didn't give her anything to sink her teeth into.

So week after week, she had to bear it. Be an Objective Teacher, as per the marking schedule. She was openly fuming. I tbh enjoyed it.

One week, though, she must have had enough. Like usual, I brought up my (all correct) spelling sheet. She glanced through it....peeked up at me....looked back down at the sheet....and gave me a zero.

Why?

'Because you started all the words with a CAPITAL LETTER. And these words aren't ALWAYS written CAPITALISED.'

I had always capitalised them in the past, and never been marked down for this. I know for a fact at least a few of my classmates did the same. And not to mention: that's an incredibly dumb thing to nitpick???

I was angry, obviously, but there is only so much a year 6 can argue in the face of someone like Mrs M, no matter how stubborn they are. So I finally went screw it, ok, I'll do this her way. Why not. I still know I'm right.

Fast forward to next week: spelling test, same deal, all correct. And this time, all lowercase, too. And what did she give me?

Another zero.

Why?

'because, if you put a word on a NEW LINE, it should ALWAYS be CAPITALISED.'

other things mrs m has done (hall of fame):

yelled at me for "throwing a chair" when it (after being put up for the end of the day) fell off a table of its own accord. It was not my chair, nor even at my table group. also, I was sitting down and reading halfway across the room

she decided she didn't like one of her previous Favourites (for reasons I won't get into) and yelled at her for an extended period of time. why? because she finished something early, and asked what work she should do next. How unforgiveable...

we did one of those "make super super detailed how-to instructions like for a computer" assignments, and she shouted at me (I sense a theme) for being 'too detailed'.

Oh, and once I yawned, and she shouted at me for that!! Thinking back, a lot of my year 6 was getting shouted at while trying not to laugh. I did openly laugh at her a couple of times. Her reaction was always even funnier. (I really tried not to provoke her though--don't get me wrong. I don't love yelling. Well, nobody does. But specifically, it's loud, and I'm autistic... anyway)

and oh. oh yeah. she told my old friend she was 'too silly' and 'obnoxious to be around', and 'will never be taken seriously in life if she keeps going on like that'. It got to her. It really got to her. She was never quite as joyful/carefree after that talk.

I think of Mrs M as a joke, a place to mine for funny conversation material. She was something I never took seriously, that I kinda enjoyed thwarting. But other people, people in the same class, got actually hurt by her. Had long-lasting effects from all her nonsense.

God, I forgot about that.

when i was a kid i got a 90% on my kindergarten "what are your favorite things?" test because for the question "what is your favorite animal?" i wrote down "puma" and it got marked wrong because my teacher said a puma isnt even an animal its a kind of shoe

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sinful sentences (fourteen)

lewis hamilton - "yes, please keep doing that."

tags: smut/pwp, ferrari driver!reader, rivals/teammates/lovers, oral sex & fingering (reader receives)

sinful sentences catalogue

you didn't have a kink, you thought the idea of a hand kink was stupid. you didn't look at hands on the internet, you didn't get wet to the sight of them in public. it wasn't a kink.

but you had a thing for your teammate's hands. formula one driver's hand pretty big hands, but it wasn't just that fact that made lewis hands arousing. it was how tactile he could be with them, how he wore his rings.

when you jokingly said let's compare hand sizes in an attempt to brush off the rough weekend together. he complied and you felt something stir in your core.

"look at that." lewis said, his dark eyes looked away from your hands and towards your heated face, "quite the difference." but all your could hear was the thumping of blood in your ears.

you linked your fingers with his and leaned towards him, he laid back on the bed with you on top of him. you held hands while you went in to kiss him deeply on the lips.

you and lewis had been dancing around this since you both joine ferrari. when carlos and charles got the boot (sorry!), two legacy drivers were snatched up from their teams and dumped into the red seats. lewis had seven world champions and you had a much less impressive three. you had been in each other's space for a long period of time and being on the same team meant a forced proximity that only made everything boil over.

sometimes you wanted to kill each other and other things you wanted to fuck like rabbits in the garage. as was the nature of teammates.

you looked at one another, you on top of him. his other hand was at your waist. you realized how lovely his eyes were and it made something shudder through you. before you could say a word, he leaned in to kiss you square on the mouth once more.

with a little help from you, he got you onto your back. he let go of your hand and reached for your jaw. he looked into your eyes once more. the gaze between you two was heated.

you swallowed and he smiled. it was like the spell between you two was broken. the dance was over and there was finally a conclusion between you two.

he asked, "do you want this?"

you nodded, "i..i do." and without thinking grazed your tongue across the top front of your teeth. you unbuttoned your jeans, you kicked them off your legs and to the bottom of the bed to be found in the morning.

his larger hands were on your breasts where he palmed them with a little force. he was testing out what made you squirm, he knew that you went hot when his words were cunning on the track. but he wanted to put his talented fingers to use to make you moan.

"look at you." he said softly, "i wish we had done this years ago. all that time of you and i pushing each other on the track." he chuckled fondly at the memories, "how the press pitted us together. my greatest rival." affection on the tip of his tongue before he took the bottom of your t-shirt and pulled it up over your head.

clothes were shed and before you got straddled his waist to get the show on the road, but he kept you pinned down to the bed. you gave him a quizzical look and he winked at you before he kissed at your hip. he gazed up at you and said, "you like my hands, let me use them. and my tongue too." then licked his top lip for extra effect. it made your cunt clench.

you knew after this, you two would still be teasing one another. you would still be intertwined, but now was lovers too. he dipped his head down and kissed your inner thigh.

"fuck."

lewis chuckled as he kissed your slick pussy, he dragged his tongue across your folds for a moment, but kept one hand on your thigh to keep you down. he wasn't having his teammate make a quick escape. not when he wanted to gorge himself on your beautiful cunt.

"how's that?" he asked.

"yes, please keep doing that."

lewis smiled against you and hoisted your hips up a little to get better access to you. years and years of rivalry. it wasn't super serious, it was more friendly in competition. see who could come out on top and a few times you've surprised him. he liked that you were on a different level than most of the drivers who had come in, you made a name for yourself in the world of racing.

when he first started his career, he thought you two would make quite the power couple. but your paths never crossed in that way. you both dated other people, but always remained in each other's orbit. maybe it was time to change that your careers were nearing its twilight and now on the same team, maybe it was time to give the two of you a chance.

one up the bond that charles and carlos had on the team and actually go all the way with a relationship. as lewis started to finger you, he knew that you wouldn't go easy on him on the track. not that he'd want that, any victory against you would be earned. he heard your sweet moans and continued to finger you as he worked his tongue against your clit.

it felt right. he took his time with you, he wanted to pleasure you. maybe a small part of him wanted to outdo any other guy you had ever been with. that popstar from england or the engineer from germany. the hockey player and the businessman from the united states. quite a colourful cast of men you had been with, but lewis wanted to outdo them. make the years of dancing around each other worth it.

and with the sounds you were making, he was achieving his goal. he kissed your clit before he pulled slightly pulled away his head to look up at you. he wanted to admire you as he pleasured you. his lips shiny with your wetness that went down to his chin. he said softly, "look at you. a world champion taken apart by my fingers. i can see why you like them so much." he slowly licked his lips.

when you tried to hide your face from the rush of heat in your cheeks he laughed. you were normally so stoic on the track, but there you were under him completely coming apart. "i bet you thought about me. in hotel rooms across the globe, wondered what i was up. some nights i bet it took all your power now to come to my hotel room. but don't worry." he kissed your slit once more, "i spent many, many nights thinking about you. when you won your first championship, i wanted to shower you in champagne and then kiss you."

his words were sultry and it made your stomach leap. the tension could've been solved years ago. the realization made you drop your head into the pillows and your hand found the back of his head. he went back down on you, he worked his magic and you felt the heat in your core.

you moaned and a string of curses left your lips. you let him touch you, feel you. you realized that you liked his fingers a lot more than you initially thought. you shakily exhaled as the pleasure accumulated in your core. there was something deeply erotic about him. about this entire thing.

to be so close to him. you held onto him tightly and pressed his face further against your needy cunt. he quickened his movements between your legs and you tensed up. your voice got a bit higher and the lust burned your blood as you moved your hips a little as you climaxed on his tongue.

the continued to pleasure you through your orgasm. he only stopped when your hips touched the bed once more. laid out in a panting mess as you felt the aftershocks of pleasure.

lewis moved up to face you, he rubbed your cheek with his thumb and you melted into his touch a little while you panted heavily. you eased into one another as lewis wiped his mouth clean of your wetness with the back of his hand. both in bed naked together, his cock prodded against your stomach.

you noticed the feeling and opened your eyes to look at him. you smiled lazily, still blissed out before you took him by the shoulders and pinned him to the bed. his dark eyes grew wide and then chuckled as you straddled his waist.

your hand spread across his strong, tattooed chest as you said, "think we're dont, hamilton?" you winked at him, "think of this as endurance training. you'll need everything you can get, because i'm not going easy on your next weekend."

lewis took the challenge and gripped onto your hips. there was a twinkle in his eye as he said, "of course, but after this i'm giving you a little training of my own." <3

[jayparked]

so hee said he was jealousy type, right? (like that one fan sign where op asked him if he’s okay with his gf texting a male friend every day he’s like ‘everyday?? why????’). dude. imagine dating heesung but on the dl. like not even his members know dl. (idk sunoo would probably know tbh he seems like he’d pick up on that stuff quickly BUT YOU GET IT). so if he introduces you as his friend and you get the chance to meet his members or txt or smt AHHHHH.

“Wait so who was your first bias?”, and god forbid it’s not him.

“>:(((((((((”

“…? What’s wrong?”

“idk go ask jay”

i'll be so honest. i think during those promotional periods the boys were told to act more jealous. because it was weird to me how their theme of jealousy in their album came out and suddenly they were all saying things like jealous boyfriends. like even jay and sunghoon being more direct about things they would/wouldn't like when before they've been more vague in their answers (just my personal opinion)

although i do see heeseung kinda questioning why his partner would feel the need to talk to another guy everyday under certain circumstances. i think overall if the relationship is really stable and there's a lot of mutual communication, he wouldn't really care if you had a close guy friend that you talked to a lot! although he'd be even more comfortable if he was able to meet the guy and hang out with you to see the dynamic and get an overall vibe check.

heeseung is definitely the fake pouty/teasing type of guy though absolutely. he just wants to hear you say no one can come close to him and that he'll always be the only one you have your eyes/attention on

i think for riki's answers it's very much a "what's the context here" having a meal with someone where other people can think you're a couple? no. going to another idols fansign where you get to be in awe and flirt? no. i think him and heeseung are kinda the same in the sense of what i wrote above!

i try not to correlate the idol aspect of things when talking about how they would act with significant others because it feels a lil odd to me (kinda the same with why i dont write idol aus). it's too real and i know they only show us small parts of themselves and a lot of it is performative. with that said, i think riki has a very "mine 😠...fine..." attitude LMAO like only partially meaning it. he would try really hard to bottle up his doubts and would trust his partner a lot but would never be happy if the other person was picked over him! same with the rest of the guys tbh

(i've gotten a lot done today and will try to go to bed soon i promise!)

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

Life advice! If you accidentally mix up the measurements for garlic powder and onion powder because they both look very similar and were being used in the same recipe, start over! Your brain telling you “it’s not THAT much garlic, and we can just add a little more onion” it’s wrong. That’s too much garlic. Your next three days will not be pleasant. The weird amount of garlic smelling farts is just the first symptom. It’s going to get worse. Google the symptoms of too much garlic. You will experience half of that list over the next two days, especially because you had leftovers. It was a mistake. If you’re almost out of onion powder and you still want that recipe, too bad. Pick something else. It’s not worth it. Please

[icewindandboringhorror]

... why he sit like this

[itsalwaysdark]

sry for posting so much im like introspective or something

[orcelito]

Despite all odds, I have arrived home safely👍

Turns out that the earlier goop was the better goop. The adderall goop. The adderall has worn off now though. So I am. Very incredibly out of it.

But I am home. And I will take my quick shower. And then I will climb into bed.

I do need to eat. But... later...

[merrily-radiant]

I'd like to formally thank Dungeon Meshi through this post for singlehandedly making me see cooking and eating in a new exciting light. Since watching the anime and reading the manga I have taken much more care into what I put into my body and although I haven't started cooking yet the prospect of cooking is no longer associated with painful drag. In fact I look foward to it!

Thank you so much Dungeon Meshi!!

[kavehayati]

I cannot fathom the level of self importance some people must have to behave this way

[our-lady-of-mcr]

everytime i think im done ranting i remember something else LMFAO this one is extra long i hit tag limit god mf damn

[kellystar321]

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[skhardwarevers1]

sorry for saying I was going to do things and even starting them and then disappearing from this website entirely for three days. It will happen again

[mxgyver]

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[haarute]

reading posts about people noticing things that you do being its own form of love, and then thinking that the thought of being perceived at all is actually terrifying to me because i cannot imagine a situation where that wouldn't be a criticism of my person. and the realization that this is not supposed to be the case is wild to me lmao.

[kalmeria]

hope to embark on my nui acquisition quest tomorrow. but first ill need to make like. three different lab appointments:/

[gingersnapwolves]

So today I want to talk about puberty blockers for transgender kids, because despite being cisgender, this is a subject I’m actually well-versed in. Specifically, I want to talk about how far backwards things have gone.

This story starts almost 20 years ago, and it’s kind of long, but I think it’s important to give you the full history. At the time, I was working as an administrative assistant for a pediatric endocrinologist in a red state. Not a deep deep red state like Alabama, we had a little bit of a purple trend, but still very much red. (I don’t want to say the state at the risk of doxxing myself.) And I took a phone call from a woman who said, “My son is transgender. Does your doctor do hormone therapy?”

I said, “Good question! Let me find out.”

I went into the back and found the doctor playing Solitaire on his computer and said, “Do you do hormone therapy for transgender kids?” It had literally never come up before. He had opened his practice there in the early 2000s. This was roughly 2006, and the first time someone asked. Without looking up from his game of Solitaire, the doctor said, “I’ve never done it before, but I know how it works, so sure.”

I got back on the phone and told the mom, who was overjoyed, and scheduled an appointment for her son. He was the first transgender child we treated with puberty blockers. But not, by far, the first child we treated with puberty blockers, period. Because puberty blockers are used very commonly for children with precocious puberty (early-onset puberty). I would say about twenty percent of the kids our doctor treated were for precocious puberty and were on puberty blockers. They have been well studied and are widely used, safe, and effective.

Well. It turned out, the doctor I worked for was the only doctor in the state who was willing to do this. And word spread pretty fast in the tight-knit community of ‘parents of transgender children in a red state’. We started seeing more kids. A better drug came out. We saw some kids who were at the age where they were past puberty, and prescribed them estrogen or testosterone. Our doctor became, I’m fairly sure, a small folk hero to this community. 

Insurance coverage was a struggle. I remember copying articles and pages out of the Endocrine Society Manual to submit with prior authorization requests for the medications. Insurance coverage was a struggle for a lot of what we did, though. Growth hormone for kids with severe idiopathic short stature. Insulin pumps, which weren’t as common at the time, and then continuous glucose monitoring, when that came out. Insurance struggles were just part and parcel of the job.

I remember vividly when CVS Caremark, a pharmaceutical management company, changed their criteria and included gender dysphoria as a covered diagnosis for puberty blockers. I thought they had put the option on the questionnaire to trigger an automatic denial. But no - it triggered an approval. Medicaid started to cover it. I got so good at getting approvals with my by then tidy packet of articles and documentation that I actually had people in other states calling me to see what I was submitting (the pharmaceutical rep gave them my number because they wanted more people on their drug, which, shady, but sure. He did ask me if it was okay first).

And here’s the key point of this story:

At no point, during any of this, did it ever even occur to any of us that we might have to worry about whether or not what we were doing was legal.

It just never even came up. It was the medically recommended treatment so we did it. And seeing what’s happening in the UK and certain states in America is both terrifying and genuinely shocking to me, as someone who did this for almost fifteen years, without ever even wondering about the legality of it.

The doctor retired some years ago, at which point there were two other doctors in the state who were willing to prescribe the medications for transgender kids. I truly think that he would still be working if nobody else had been willing to take those kids on as patients. He was, by the way, a white cisgender heterosexual Boomer. I remember when he was introduced to the concept of ‘genderfluid’ because one of our patients on HRT wanted to go off. He said ‘that’s so interesting!’ and immediately went to Google to learn more about it. 

I watched these kids transform. I saw them come into the office the first time, sometimes anxious and uncertain, sometimes sullen and angry. I saw them come in the subsequent times, once they were on hormone therapy, how they gradually became happy and confident in themselves. I saw the smiles on their faces when I gave them a gender marker letter for the DMV. I heard them cheer when I called to tell them I’d gotten HRT approved by insurance and we were calling in a prescription. It was honestly amazing and I will always consider the work I did in that red state with those kids to be something I am incredibly proud of. I was honored to be a part of it.

When I see all this transgender backlash, it’s horrifying, because it was well on the way to become standard and accepted treatment. Insurances started to cover it. Other doctors were learning to prescribe it. And now … it’s fucking illegal? Like what the actual fuck. We have gone so far backwards that it makes me want to cry. I don’t know how to stop this slide. But I wrote this so people would understand exactly how steep the slide is.