#Not Safe For Your Workplace

[fluff-writing]

Hmmm, fic where Rat have fever and Mal take advantage? :D or change side(omegaverse)

This inspired the start of a sick-fic before I remembered u specified omegaverse lmao.

Malthael being inappropriate under the cut.

Rathma growled at him, low and dangerous in his chest. It only served to make Malthael chuckle as the vibrations tickled at his thighs where he was straddling the nephalem. He reached forward to rub affectionately under his chin. “That’s not going to help, you know.” Malthael teased. “I’m not letting you go anytime soon, and you’re not even that intimidating right now.”  That was a semi-lie. Not the part about being let go; Malthael was keeping his alpha tied up until he’d forcibly wrangled his rut out of him (or possibly just until he himself was satisfied), and that was that. No, despite having both hands bound above his head, and a gag clamped between his teeth, Rathma was actually still rather unnerving to behold.  It had to be something in the way he stared, Malthael thought. Plenty of Alphas had oggled him over the years, but this was something else. A level beyond. Oh, there was raw, filthy lust in those eyes. There was violent intent. But there was also a possessiveness, a fierceness he had never quite found in another angel.  It wasn’t actually all that often that Malthael got to behold his partner all splayed out like this, got to hold him still after tearing away all his trappings and armor himself. His chest and belly, pale with a smattering of black hair, were constantly rising, flexing beneath him where he had perched himself on his mate’s body. There was also the strained way his restraints creaked whenever he flexed clawed hands and lean arms. Malthael had the feeling that if Rathma truly wanted to be free, then he would be. It was a strangely giddy feeling, knowing that his alpha was letting him tease and taunt and play with him like this. Rathma must’ve been enjoying it.  With a huff through his nose, the nephalem settled once more. Back to glaring daggers.   “Good boy.” Malthael purred. He leaned in to gently kiss him on the forehead, and noted the way Rathma went completely still. Anticipating affection? Or perhaps waiting to pounce.  White skin was hot beneath his lips. Just shy of burning. Oh, his mate ran warm, warmer than humans, certainly warmer than the angels. But in the throes of rut, he’d heated up even more.  We don’t call it ‘mating fever’ for no reason. Rathma had wryly told him, before said fever had totally taken him. With a satisfied hum, Malthael inhaled, breathing in his partner's scent. It was heavier than usual, thick with pheromones and sweat-scent. He nuzzled his way down his cheek, tucked his nose up into the crook where Rathma's throat-met-jaw. Heady. Delicious. "My dear nephalem." Malthael breathed. "How I shall care for you tonight."

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Lilith and Inarius preview ~

Full 18+ piece is Here

Diablo 4 has just made me ship them more tbh. They are terrible and I love it.

[qpenpals]

rituals and such

[spirit-lanterns]

So casino au might be happening at my job irl, my boss asked me out and I mentioned the casino au and She thinks it is a good idea for the event so...ye...i guess bunny suit in the casino are gonna be a thing

(the anon that works at the casino as a bartender) also can I be 🍷?

Anon what is happening rn WHY IS THIS SMALL, TUMBLR AU FOR HSR CAUSING SO MANY THINGS IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW. 😨

WHY IS THIS AFFECTING SO MANY PEOPLE IRL. HELP.

Also yes you can be 🍷 anon!

[originalaccountname]

alright i gotta ask, and of course youre free to not answer (of COURSE) but what led to all the reblogs regarding shipping? did something happen, are you okay?

I've had to unfollow someone whose art I liked because of them spouting "anti" rhetoric and making a low-key callout post for someone who isn't even on tumblr and now I'm doing my part in counterbalancing any potential damage

[yearning-gay]

i wish the vore tags weren't a goddamn minefield i want to hop into one like a horny ravenous beast who wants to be consumed like a piece of meat but no there's like. cute cuddly things that i don't trust to have been created by adult people

[telomirage]

started the morning with small breakfast while reading job descriptions -> found one that looked okay -> saw two bullet points in the "responsibilities" section that made me incandescently angry -> tried to read two more listings -> gave up and took an HOUR AND A HALF LONG break

[deus-ex-mona]

s. s ave me, meoto…

[dandyshucks]

even online i cannot escape middle-aged adults trying to tell me their life story and hit on me,,,,,,,,, help,,,,,

[fluff-writing]

Sudden mating fever in High Heaven and Santuary. Run your imagination wild xD and for more fun cantakerous meet omegaverse? :D

Okay the funny thing is

This was a thing for Fluffy Angels. They didn't have heats or anything. Once every year or so they had a big orgy and then the Arch created a feedback loop of Light Energy so that both It and The Angels could spawn.

Hell learned the hard way to leave Heaven the heck alone when the angels were multiplying. Everyone is already high on lust-rage, plus over-alert due to the Arch's vulnerability, and cockblocking half the populace is just bad strategy all around.

(A few lucky 'cubi have gotten themselves roped into the whole mess a few times. When mating fever his the Dimension of Hair, no one is safe.)

Roughly half of all nephalem inherited the Yearly Banging Instinct, including one bird-Rat. He and Muffy had lots of fun every October. Kalan made very sure to give them ample time and space to be nasty without interruption.

Cantankerous and Omegaverse are kinda on opposite ends of the seriousness spectrum. One is pure crack + smut, the other is my longfic that I try to keep relatively serious. CantankerRat might be vaguely interested in the biological differences between the dimensions, but he's also busy trying to kill his mother and doesn't have time to get involved in that nonsense. Mat barely knows what a penis is. Remember, angels in Cantankerous are strictly asexual, and reproduce by way of Arch unless demons are involved (and even then, Lilith just bled some Mysterious Light Goo out of Inarius and used that to implant a baby in herself. She's a real go-getter.) Rat hasn't gotten around to giving Malthael The Talk on account of the whole Matricide thing. Alpha-Rat would try, and likely confuse poor Mat even more than usual. Omega-Malthael is laughing at all of them.

If we stick Cantankerous Inarius and Beta-Inarius in a room together long enough they will hatch a plan to detonate Sanctuary. Doesn't matter which Sanctuary. Heaven too while they're at it. And Hell. Actually, throw all of reality away, they're starting everything over from the top.

If Cantankerous Lilith and Alpha-Lilith enter a room together, only one is leaving that room alive.

[fluff-and-such]

Doodled out Some of These with Rathma and Malthael.

When relaxed and safe, Rat sleeps with his limbs all over, and goes pretty much boneless. He also wiggles around a bit, which gets cancelled out by Mat's need to Cling to something.

Post-nightmares, they're both wide awake and kinda curl in on themselves. Malthael is even clingier, Rathma goes kinda stiff.

Last Night...well...there's no AC on Sanctuary....and Rathma runs hotter than most, being a nephalem and all........

He wakes up feeling pretty good tho. Mat is now the one dead to the world all that uh. Sweating knocked him out.

[sturionic]

Activism is not cold-calling.

Activism is not cold-calling, and this is critically important to understand.

I'm seeing a lot of posts on here about 'building bridges' and 'finding community,' and then (extremely valid) response posts saying "BUT HOW??" And I'm going to explain something that can be very counter-intuitive: there is strategy involved in community.

As a longtime volunteer labour organizer, I’ve taken and taught many trainings on the strategy of talking. Something that surprises a lot of people is the very first thing you do in a union campaign. You sit down with your organizing committee, take out pen and paper, and literally map it out. You draw a physical map of the workplace: where are the entrances, exits, break rooms, supervisor offices. Essentially, ‘where is it safe to have a union conversation.’ Then you draw another physical chart of your coworkers. You sort out who is union-friendly, openly hostile to unions, or somewhere in the middle, and then you plan out very deliberately and carefully who talks to whom and in what order.

Consider: If Vocally Leftist Jane walks up to Conservative David and says "hey what do you think about unions," David is going to shut down immediately. He's not inclined to listen to Jane. But if Jane talks to Moderate Jason and brings him into the fold, then Jason is a far more effective strategic choice to talk to David, and David may actually hear him out without an instant reaction.

IMPORTANT CAVEAT: If Conservative David turns out to be Alt-Right David, and could be dangerous to follow organizers, we write him off. We are not trying to reach Alt-Right David. We are trying to reach Conservative David, who may actually be persuaded to find solidarity with other employees as fellow workers. Jason is a safe scout to find out which one he is. It does no one any good if Leftist Jane (or even Moderate Jane who is a visible minority) talks to Alt-Right David and puts herself on his radar. Not only has she done nothing to convince Alt-Right David to join a union - she's probably actively turned him against the idea - but now she's also in danger and the entire campaign is at risk. NOBODY WANTS THIS. Jane was NOT a hero for doing this. The organizing committee was foolish and enacted a terrible strategy to everyone's detriment.

Where you can make a difference is with people who will listen to you. You having a conversation with your well-meaning but clueless Centrist Democrat Auntie, and maybe gently helping her understand some things the media has been glossing over, is way more strategically useful than you marching up to MAGA Neighbour You've Met Once and trying to "build community" or "understand" them. They don't care. They're impervious, dangerous, and cruel. But maybe your beloved auntie will think about what you said, and then talk to her friend Anna who IDs as "fiscally conservative" but didn't vote because she can't bring herself to get on board with Trump. Then perhaps Anna talks to her brother Nic who has MAGA leanings but isn't all the way there yet. Proto-MAGA Nic would not have listened to you, nor would he have listened to Centrist Democrat Auntie, but he might absorb some of what his sister is saying.

This is not a cop-out or an echo chamber. This is you spending your time and energy strategically and safely. You are not a useful activist to anyone if you’re dead. Anyone who is telling you to hurl yourself directly at MAGA assholes like cannon fodder has no understanding of the strategy behind community building, and you should feel comfortable writing them off.

Last point: If you are tired, emotionally devastated, and/or in danger: take a break. This post is for people who would feel better jumping into action, not for people who are too overwhelmed to even think about it right now. You are worth so much even if you’re not actively Doing Activism, and your rest is worth more than “a break period so you can recharge and Do More Activism.” We all deserve the individual dignity of being worthy of comfort, rest & safety just on the basis of being human, outside of whatever we're doing for others' benefit. To deny ourselves that dignity is to devalue ourselves, and that’s the absolute last thing any of us should be doing right now.

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[kikml2]

It's basically subtle psychological and emotional torture. They can talk sweet all they want, but it's in word choice, in tone, in body language, in laughter or conversation that suddenly stops when you walk in a room, in openly staring at you when you walk in to class, in condescension, in feigned "kindness", in "harmless" comments where the abuse lay. How are you supposed to report someone for saying something vaguely mean, or laughing as you walk by. You know they meant those words cruelly, and you know they were laughing AT you, but you have no proof. No real evidence. It's a tool of alienation. And the moment you try to report them, they'll turn it on you. And if you do successfully report them, then what? They'll get suspended for a week, maybe two? And then they'll be back. And they'll want revenge. Why would I report someone knowing that it'll only make it worse? That i may not even be believed in the first place?

The fear, the anxiety, the ever-present self consciousness doesn't ever really go away. I've unlearned a lot, really I have. But I still don't like being visible in public. I still flinch when I hear someone laughing behind me. I still get anxious around teenagers. I still won't wear shorts out of the house. I still have to fight the urge to wear jackets or long sleeves to cover my arms when going out, even in 95 degree, 88% humidity Florida afternoons. I still feel uncomfortable eating in public. It's been 10 years since I was bullied daily, and it sticks with you. Teen media doesn't come close.

no piece of teen media has ever accurately depicted the quiet psychological warfare of bullying. bullies on TV are always dumb brutes and not the evil geniuses of emotional manipulation that they are in real life. being given a wedgie and having your lunch money stolen is nothing in comparison to a classmate quietly creating a taboo against speaking to you that they intend to enforce against all the other kids. it’s nothing like continuous cutting comments from people you thought were being nice to you. that way that the work of one kid can make you feel like every person on earth silently hates you and that you are dirty, disgusting, worthless, creepy and useless. that you can have friends but many of them will not speak to you at school for fear of the social consequences on their end. how that damage lasts in any social setting for the rest of your life

[slayfk]

posting here because this just doesn’t feel right to talk about in the horseimagebarn voice but this is extremely important to talk about.

my partner and i have returned to our hometown to stay with her family and my own has gotten a hotel here too (they moved to the town we currently live in after we did) so we are all safe and out of the thick of it

however there are tens of thousands of people who are not both in my own town and in the many surrounding it. appalachia will take an extremely long time to recover from this and there are more storms on the way. all i see on social media right now is people asking for shelter because their homes have been destroyed, or people asking for help searching for family members who are missing. hundreds of trees have fallen. hundreds of homes have flooded. roads are literally falling apart. preexisting sinkholes due to shitty pipes are opening up and consuming land. dams are on the verge of bursting and the only way to stop it is to release water so quickly it floods whole towns. all but one of our cell towers are down, so only people with at&t have service and the rest can’t contact anyone. over half the town still doesn’t have power. a major water supply issue occurred and the entire town is on a water boil order with no electricity to boil with. people are trapped in their homes and workplaces or out on the street because they have nowhere to go. law enforcement is blocking off roads but trapping people in the process. people have to be rescued by helicopter. our animal shelter has no water or power and boarding facilities have been flooded. entire villages like chimney rock nc are gone, and entire cities like asheville are cut off from the rest of the state and are completely inaccessible. ALL OF THE ROADS IN WESTERN NORTH CAROLINA ARE CLOSED. 400+ roads are closed because they are unsafe . that is INSANE!!!

when people say that climate change isn’t real, they don’t know what they’re talking about. climate change and its father capitalism are only going to continue to worsen lives in every way possible. i live in the mountains and our infrastructure is completely unprepared to handle hurricanes and it’s only going to get worse. it’s such a strange and eye-opening experience to live something like this when you think that it could never happen to you because that type of weather shouldn’t reach you in your environment. climate change doesn’t care where you live. it’s real.

western north carolina and the rest of the southeast that has been hit by helene need help. more people need to be talking about this so that the government DOES SOMETHING because the government historically fucking hates appalachia and it still does!!! the major state institution near me took DAYS to respond despite being the only place in town with power and wifi connection because they had to wait for the state to approve their response—they could have allowed thousands of people to evacuate days prior to the hurricane hitting us but they didn’t do anything before or after until it was too late!!! it’s bullshit!!! PLEASE get talking about this because something has to be done. climate change is going to continue happening and our mountains and the people in them are going to suffer immensely. hundreds if not thousands are now homeless. please talk about this look at the footage online of the wreckage and look how quickly our infrastructure crumbled. we need better. the people of appalachia deserve better.

i’ll get back to posting horses soon. but for now this is a lot. my friends are homeless and my family had to get off the mountain or be trapped there without power and water for days. we’re all safe but exhausted. i hope everyone who has been affected by this is staying safe. if you are in western nc, dm me. when i come back, if you’re in my area, im happy to bring supplies. stay safe everyone