#because then I'll have more credibility

[doux-amer]

And look, I know I'm focusing on fun fun fun fun fun, but it helped because uh, the things that have come out about Yoon Suk-yeol's coup attempt are frightening and frankly more insane than you can even imagine.

(Just to keep the record straight, the bit about the DPRK uniforms is complicated because it hasn't been confirmed but hasn't been debunked yet either: x. We'll know for sure once the investigation starts.)

[lukolathoughts]

Miss Nicola - supporting LGBTQI rights

Dearest gentle reader,

I have been itching to write a blog post now for a few weeks, but not really knowing where to begin. There have been frenzied weeks and days of activity, but then silence and the fandom meanders like a lost boat at sea. We are often rudderless without the reassuring presence of our ship captains - Luke and Nicola. This also tends to get the sub fandoms spouting nonsense claiming to have seen Nicola in Birmingham or some ridiculous crap. I didn't want to bother her by asking for a photo! No photo, no proof my friend.

I'll talk about me for a moment. I had a week from hell last week. There was something so upsetting for me to deal with, I couldn't go into work as I was crying that much. Try to explain this to your manager: that nasty comments on YouTube made you late for work. Luckily, she is an understanding person and I have told her about my YT channel. Saying some things out loud to real life people make me sound barking mad. But it is the price you pay for being public on YouTube. It also makes me an easy target. I am used to online trolls and people who hate me for saying that Jake is gay and believing in Lukola, but when the stab in the back comes from a supposed friend, it really is the ten of swords. My phone blew up that much, I opened my eyes that morning genuinely thinking Lukola had launched. My hope turned to ash, when I saw what was really happening. I share this with you all because, I have had to have a reckoning with myself the last week. My online life and my real life are not the same. My real life is way more important and I actually need my job, so messing it up because I've got people I don't really know online saying mean things about me, that are not true, shouldn't matter. But it still hurts. But I also realise, they are trying to stop me sharing and trying to ruin my credibility and reputation in order to send me off into my discord crying never to return again.

Well think again. No one tells a Sagittarius woman what they can and can't do. I am made of stronger stuff. Love will always conquer hate. No one puts Baby in the corner, and I will not stand for it. I have scaled back most of my online life now. It had helped me cope with the last year and losing my friend, but sometimes you have to go back into reality. I'm never leaving the ship though. You'll have to chuck me overboard and I'll still jump back on like Rose from Titanic. "I couldn't go, Jack! You jump, I jump, right?"

Anyway, enough about me. Let's talk about Nic. I love Nicola by the way and nothing I say here is a criticism of her or her choices. I see what you're doing though, miss Nicola. I said in my last blog that the shit would hit the fan when Jake has to start press for his new upcoming BBC3 drama What it feels like for a girl. I will admit I have not read the book. Regardless of who Jake is playing, it is reportedly an all queer cast, a queer director and at least one queer writer that I know of. Why would the director of an all queer cast hire a straight man in a homosexual role? If this show is as big as It's a Sin, that aired on Channel 4 a few years ago, then there will be press and a lot of it. There will be press from queer magazines also. Jake is currently in an awkward position, because some press believe he is in a romantic relationship with Nicola Coughlan, a woman who is also 14 years his senior. So, what will Nicola and Jake do?

Jake is holding onto his cash cow with both hands and Nicola needs Jake to continue to pose as her boyfriend to stop the media digging. But honey, they know. It was clear all the press at the SAG awards knew exactly what was going on and they were not afraid to say it. The 'happy ending' comment levelled at them directly by a reporter, had Nicola stunned and Luke smiling like all his Christmases' had come at once.

Nicola knows what is going on. She knows there is a deadline and she knows if she doesn't extricate herself from the narrative she is dating a gay man, she is screwed basically. What is she doing? She's getting out her, I love gays!! T-shirt, hats, scarfs, sunglasses, whatever. She is doing it. Look at me, I love queers! I love her for this and I already know she is an advocate for LGBTQI rights. She has a ton of gay friends. The fandom knows this of course, but do the general public?

At the Neutrogena event on 27th March 2025, there was a very tall drag queen doing some MCing. We know Nic loves drag queens and has been to many shows, so this is nothing new to us. I'm not being overly cynical that the drag queen might have been there for a reason, right? Neutrogena is a product that is targeted at women mostly for their skin products. What has that got to do with a drag queen? I just found it odd.

Next up we have Nicola's Pink Pony Club Post that she shared to both her Instagram stories and grid last Thursday 10th April. The song by Chappell Roan is synonymous with the gay community and one that Jake danced to at her concert last year in a pink cowboy hat. "You guys, remember when my old flat was a gay hotspot!" Nicola, posts 4 polaroid's of her looking fabulous in pink and lays them on a pink blanket. What made you feel so nostalgic, Nic? Or are you sending a message? Look at me, I have loved my gay besties for donkey's years. Prominent gay friends such as JVN and Jack Rooke commented all in agreement, that indeed, Nic's flat was the place to be. And, no I do not think Nicola is coming out herself as gay. Get real, she is supporting her friends and peers.

Then there was yesterday's selfie of Nicola wearing her black - 'I just wanted to say if you are trans and reading this, I love you and so do all my mates' T-shirt. There a few other details in that post that other bloggers such as @toriaaniin have covered beautifully, so I won't go into it here. My eyes sprung wide when I saw this post. I know she advocates for the charity Notaphase.org and I commend her for doing this, but two queer posts in a few days seems to be a lot for Nic, when lately she hasn't been posting at all.

There is also the male hairdresser Halley Brisker in her Opalex video on her Instagram, They make a big deal of letting us know he flirts with male makeup artists. Nicola is clearly good friends with Halley and it is an endearing watch. But to me this seems like a lot of overkill in the last few days for the general public to look at her Instagram and instantly know, yes Nicola does love the girls, the gays and Luke Newton. (FYI Halley Brisker is married to a woman and has children, but to the general public this conversation is implying Nic is comfortable with these conversations).

This, in my opinion, is setting the stage for the final act. I can see Nicola doing some sort of article or interview where she clears a certain narrative up. If you notice, Douglas has also been quite forceful again in implying certain things about Jake and Jake himself does not stop others from posting suggestive posts and videos of him. Nicola must remove herself from this mess in order to move forward with her own career and life. Hanging onto old connections are no longer serving her personally and professionally. Her engagement on Instagram is down by a lot, so I'm told and she is losing followers. She has done all she can career-wise for Jake now, he has to make his own way.

If this does not happen and we remain in this weird heteronormative bubble, I fear the press for What it feels like for a girl, will be a shit show. The truth will come out eventually and it will drag both Jake and Nicola down with it.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Blue states should play “constitutional hardball”

NEXT WEDNESDAY (October 23) at 7PM, I'll be in DECATUR, GEORGIA, presenting my novel THE BEZZLE at EAGLE EYE BOOKS.

Nothing's more frustrating that watching the GOP smash norms and decency to advance policies that harm millions of Americas, unless it's that, plus Democratic officials stamping their feet and saying, "C'mon guys, play fair."

The GOP's game is called "constitutional hardball." Think: Mitch McConnell refusing to hold confirmation hearings on Obama's federal judiciary appointments, not never for Merrick Garland's Supreme Court seat – then filling the Federal judiciary with the least-qualified, most FedSoc-addled lunatics in US history, all for lifetime appointments.

As bad as this is at the federal level, it's even worse at in the states, especially the Republican "trifecta" states where the GOP holds the governorship and the state house and senate, where shameless gerrymandering and legislative attacks on hard-won ballot measures are the order of the day. GOP-held state governments engage in rampant interstate aggression, targeting out-of-state abortion providers, publishers, and journalists.

This is a one-sided Cold Civil War, because state Dems, for the most part, are unwilling to play hardball in return (the closest they come is when, say, California sets strict emissions controls and manufacturers adopt them nationwide, rather than making special cars for the giant California market). Republicans engage in constitutional hardball and Dems refuse to fight back, a phenomenon called "asymmetrical constitutional hardball":

https://columbialawreview.org/content/asymmetric-constitutional-hardball/

Writing for The American Prospect, Arkadi Gerney and Sarah Knight make the case for symmetrical constitutional hardball:

https://prospect.org/politics/2024-10-18-playing-hardball/

The pair argue first, that the best way to get Republican state houses to play fair is to credibly threaten them with retaliatory action. They cite the recent attempt at a last-minute change the way that Nebraska's Electoral College votes are apportioned, which would have given all of five the state's EC votes to Trump. Maine threatened to effect the same change to its Electoral College system, which would have given all four of its EC votes to Harris. Nebraska surrendered.

But there's also a second advantage to playing Constitutional Hardball: it makes blue states better. For example, Minnesota gives free college tuition to exceptional low/middle-income students. Neighboring North Dakota got tired of losing all its smartest kids Minnesota schools and created its own subsidy. As Gerney and Knight point out, Minnesota (and other blue states) still has a huge advantage when it comes to attracting top talent, because attending university in a state with legal abortion is vastly preferable (and safer) than doing a degree in a forced-birth state.

Red states are bent on making life horrible for some really great people. The hardworking, talented Haitian migrants caught in the Springfield pogroms that Trump incited would be a fine addition to any blue state town – anyone who's got the gumption to haul ass out of a failed state and make their all the way to Springfield is gonna be a fantastic neighbor, citizen and worker, just like my refugee grandparents and father, who endured a million times more hardship than their neighbors ever did, getting to Toronto, finding jobs, and starting their family.

Influxes of young, hardworking immigrants are especially good for rural towns with dwindling populations. No wonder rural towns with above-average net migration swung for Biden in 2020.

All over America, families are despairing of their lives in red states. Whether you're worried that you or someone you love might need to terminate a pregnancy, or you're worried about gender-affirming care for you or a loved one, you can put your worries to rest in a blue state. Same goes for nurses and doctors who are worried they can't do medicine unless it accords with the imaginary dictates of Bronze Age prophets as claimed by pencil-neck Hitler wannabe Bible-thumper with a private jet and a face from Walmart. Fill the blue states with great schools, libraries and hospitals, and invite everyone who wants to do their job in a free country to come and work at 'em. Line every state border with abortion and mifepristone clinics, and set up billboards advertising the quality of life, the jobs, and the freedom in blue state America.

Every blue state public pension fund should ban investments in fossil fuels, and invest like crazy in renewables, especially in Texas, to hasten the bankrupting of the petro-kleptocracy that controls the state. Blue states should tack surcharges on goods imported from "right to work" states where unions are effectively banned, to compensate for the additional product testing needed to ensure that scab products are safe to use (ahem, Boeing).

Create joint occupational licensure rules across blue states: if you're certified as a teacher, nurse, hairdresser or auto-mechanic in New York, you should be able to carry that certification with you to Minnesota, California, or Maine. Create multi-state funding pools to build public housing. Offer med-school scholarships to the smartest red state kids, at universities where they'll learn evidence-based obstetrics rather than the Lysenokist nonsense taught at the Roy Moore College of Pediatrics and Obstetrics.

Dems have to get over their fear of "states' rights" and start playing state-level hardball. This doesn't mean escalating cruelty. Quite the contrary: every cruel measure enacted as red state red meat is a chance for blue states to extend a kindness, and capture even more of the best, brightest and kindest of the nation, creating a race to the top that Republicans can only win by abandoning their performative cruelty and corruption.

Tor Books as just published two new, free LITTLE BROTHER stories: VIGILANT, about creepy surveillance in distance education; and SPILL, about oil pipelines and indigenous landback.

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2024/10/18/states-rights/#cold-civil-war

[spillthepuckingtea]

Ok! So these are kind of the big pieces, mostly from ex anon (my angel). There is also 🌺 anon, who spoke about similar things as ex anon and has been vetted as credible, it's just where I was I mostly saw ex anon; just to let you know in case you see 🌺 anon mentioned. Also, these are as I remember.

Luke: Ex anon confirmed that Sammy was dead set on Luke at UMich. Apparently she has long wanted to be a hockey wag (not unique to her, many sorority girls at UMich do) and Luke rejected her. She wouldn't leave him alone, asking if he was going to be at certain outings and always showing up to make another pass. Ex anon recounted that he rejected her at a house party and she was so sloppy drunk she threw herself on the ground screaming and crying about it (this may sound unbelievable so sip or spit. Fwiw I interned at a high school in an upper class area and witnessed 18 year old girls throw themselves on the ground kicking and crying over grades, not being casted in a play. Spoiled girls behaving like this is not as unfathomable irl as I thought. Also ex anon told a story that Sammy and her friends got so rowdy and sloppy drunk they were kicked out of a country club restaurant.) When Sammy gets rejected she'll "be a bad bitch" and fuck someone close to that guy to spite him. She was at the same bar as Jack in late 2023 and approached knowing he was Luke's brother, and clearly now has Jack as her key to wag life. Jack heard that Sammy had a thing for Luke and asked him if he was ok, Luke said yes (sweet bby), it was all in the past, because he wanted Jack happy especially with the rough time he was having (more on that later). Luke is remains uncomfortable around her. Many have remarked- myself included- that during the interview Jack and Luke gave at family skate, when Jim and Sammy skate by Luke grimaces (he always looks uncomfortable in public but this was next level.)

Ellen: Miss SpillThePuckingTea was absolutely right on the money with Sammy. Sammy, now entering a relationship with superstar Jack Hughes- a way to not only become a NHL wag but one that will be popular, polished things up. Cleaned her VSCO of the many photos of her smoking weed, and went with the private girl of rich standing. Then her following the IDF Instagram account and some zionist posts she liked came out. Ex anon said that Ellen questioned her over being a zionist (very likely the optics of publicly being one) and Sammy removed those too. It was either DeuxMoi or there briefly was a hockey specific DeuxMoi like platform, shared a story that ex anon confirmed to be about Sammy. Early on in their relationship Sammy reached out to media outlets to give info on their relationship (again, bang on that the reluctant wag thing is a facade), Ellen found out when these outlets reached out to the Hughes' manager for comment/confirmationn. Ellen apparently called Sammy and they had quite the argument. That's why I remain skeptical at the "look how much she gets along with his family, clearly their so in love" because reliable ex anon discussed the tension undercutting everyone but Jack has with Sammy (Jack has his own beef with her but that was explained in the last ask) but remain polite for Jack. I have more personal interpretations on footage we've seen, but I'll withold.

Sending one last ask after this to wrap it up.

On behalf of all of us, I would like to say thank you thank you thank you also Damn, you really do have a good memory I wish.  it’s so gross to date the brother of the guy who’s dick u were trying ride 

[project-sekai-facts]

I'm just gonna leave this here because I feel like I should say something. Mizuki is trans, I still agree with the stuff I said a month ago. Did they say it in the story? No. Were they ever going to say it in the story? Well it seemed like I was but they just pulled the most insane 4 year queerbait.

Did people warn me? Yes, and I probably should've listened more, but from a writer's perspective what happened in Ena5 is very stupid so I had a little bit more hope for clpl. Confining any sort of actual coming out scene to a card story and fading to black over the actual reveal is honestly just cruel. Not to mention that Mizuki's bio is probably locked as "gender: ?".

Mizuki is still a trans character and trans representation, though the lack of actual confirmation really sours her story. Especially since the only indirect confirmation of her identity as a woman comes from student a talking to Ena about Mizuki (the whole Ena is a "normal girl" thing). Having Mizuki being robbed of her chance to come out by transphobes, and never resolving this so her bullies are left as the only credible source of her gender is atrocious. Mizuki being outed was a crucial plot point, to never resolve just leaves a bad taste.

It's still a glaring issue that clpl is trying to play both sides here. Which has always been an issue with things like white day and other marketing featuring Mizuki and the boys together. It's just gross that they're still trying to do it now, cutting off the actual reveal of Mizuki's secret and having the characters say "Mizuki is Mizuki", something that's often used by people who want to deny any trans reading, and a new area conversation about Mizuki's voice. Remember that old area convo about Mizuki having a lower voice. It gets referenced in a new one.

The reveal of the secret itself, transness aside, is comedically bad. Project SEKAI's writing isn't exactly amazing by any means, it's pretty basic in the grand scheme of writing, but this is worse than a lot of their other worst offenders. Building up to this big reveal of a secret that is incredibly important to one character's development, only for it not to actually be revealed, and probably never mentioned again, is ridiculous. It feels like a last minute change to ensure mass appeal but I don't know if it was. If it was, they still failed because some fans are dissatisfied that they never got told what it was, regardless of what they think it was.

And no, it's not corporate meddling. Probably. From colopale, maybe, from Sega, honestly probably not. Sega has other franchises and games with queer and specifically trans characters so it's not like Mizuki would be harmful to their brand image. If anyone interfered it was other staff at colopale.

Anyway, I'm not quitting the game and I'll still be running this blog for the time being. Not saying you have to continue playing and I totally understand people who are dropping the game over this. If anyone wants to add their thoughts to this post or send an ask freel free to.

[bonbonly]

https://www.tumblr.com/bonbonly/771155161152405504/im-a-sensitive-babe-but-mean-producerlewis

FOR FREE??? JUST LIKE THAT??? ur spoiling me

-🥥

🥥 ANON LET ME SPOIL YOU SOME MORE BABE WITH A FULL THOUGHT

bon's thoughts (18+)

it's the golden globes, the carpet is dazzling with stars. actor!max verstappen invited his mother as his date. director!sebastian vettel is posing in front of the cameras with his assistant directors. film critic!jenson button manages to squeeze past some cameras, a microphone in his hand as he looks around the carpet. you had called him an hour ago, telling him that you were already in talks to tarnish his credibility, to strip him from the title of famed critic. he knew they were empty threats, but it was still a threat. he couldn't afford to have you try to get him fired; it was some sort of power trip you had. to try and make it seem like you were better than him.

his eyes focus in on producer!lewis hamilton and he flags him down, waving his hand around and beckoning for him to come over. the producer raises his eyebrow, he hasn't seen jenson in a long time but he has heard that the little vixen - you - is constantly seen at this man's office. producer!lewis wonders if you ever pull the same antics with jenson as you do to him, but he shrugs his shoulders and walks over. he adjusts the rings on his fingers, a forced smile on his lips as he stands before the camera.

"mr. hamilton, how does it feel to be on the carpet tonight?" jenson asks, bringing the camera closer.

"it feels great! i love seeing the newer actors and actresses coming up in this industry, i love looking for new talent," he pauses, glancing over his shoulder as he sees a beautiful woman stride behind him. he smirks to himself, flickering his eyes back to jenson who reciprocates the expression.

"actress (y/n) (l/n) has been nominated tonight for best actress, do you think she'll win tonight?" jenson asks and lewis smiles. this is why jenson called him over, oh it all made sense!

"she's a good actress, but she's up against some tough competitors. if she's lucky enough, she'll win." lewis responds, and jenson slips out,

"luck has been a bit hesitant on her side, she always seems to be flocking to whatever crowd will entertain her." and lewis chuckles, lowly. the stories he had. his eyes go past jenson to see you arriving at the carpet, eyes bright as you wave at the cameras, blowing kisses as flash on the cameras increase. he excuses himself, heading over to you on the carpet. he has something planned, and it comes to action when he pulls you close and lets the photographers capture the both of you.

"what do you think you're doing?" you ask through your teeth as you continue to smile at the cameras.

"letting sainz know that if you win tonight, i'm taking you back home with me. i'll sign a film with you."

little does lewis know, you had just let max stuff you with his cum because his sister was going to win for another time and he wanted to apologize since he couldn't convince the critics in time to sway their opinion. you explain this to lewis once you shuffle inside the auditorium and the glare he sends you makes you laugh. right in front of him. at his face. he'd just made a fool out of himself in front of the press. now the newspapers would be linking him to you, sainz would be calling him. oh he should've known, he should've hesitated!

while the awards roll out one by one, lewis has your face against the mirror, your body awkwardly shaped as your feet barely touch the ground. the edge of the sink digs painfully into your lower stomach. your screams of ecstasy are muffled by all the chattering happening outside as lewis fucks your swollen, abused cunt. he pulls out until just his tip throbs inside you, and then slams right back in which has you crying. he wants this to be a reminder, a harsh reminder to never do something stupid like this again.

"you fucking..." he drags you off the sink and brings you down with him on the floor. your legs in the air as he brings his hand around your waist to rub fast circles on your clit as he thrusts into you. the tiled floor of the bathroom creases his well-pressed suit but he doesn't care. no, he wants your cunt to be crying with his cum until it doesn't know anything but his cock, "fucking bitch. such a fucking pain, why the fuck does sainz even keep you? you warm his cock good? or does he need another whore for his collection?"

he rolls over to have you beneath him, your face pressed against the floor as he smacks your ass. he laughs out loud, mocking your laugh earlier as he delivers another hard blow to your other cheek, loving the way it jiggles as you're sobbing, telling him someone else could walk in and see this.

"you should've fucking thought of that when i walked over to you at the carpet. should've thought about the damn cameras and the other celebs. i was stupid, so stupid!" lewis groans, gripping your waist to make sure his fingers squeeze your flesh, his fingerprints should be there for a week. there's footsteps lurking outside the stall, and as you're whimpering, lewis only goes faster. his joy knows no bounds when jenson opens the stall, a grin on his face,

"i figured she'd be here. mind if i join?"

[writing-girlie]

No need to rush

Pairing: Joel Miller x Fem!reader

Blurb: Teasing Joel was never a smart idea but you just needed him so bad.

WC: 2.5k

Warnings: SMUT; forced orgasm, multiple orgasms, P in V

Notes: Not fully proofread. First time writing for Joel so be chill please :)

You'd been asking for it all day, not directly, but you knew that Joel would understand. You started with your outfit, no bra and one of his shirts that barely covered your ass.

Then it was your tone, soft and sweet as you approached him at the dining table.

“You busy?” you ask while crawling into his lap while he was obviously working on something. He pulls you a little closer so you're fully against him and pushes your head down to rest on his shoulder so he can continue his work. To your own credibility you stayed still as long as you could, for all about five minutes. You turned your face into his shirt, kissing him, slowly working your way along his shoulder.

“I'm bored Joel” you murmur against him, only for him to tell you to be patient. You huff but continue to kiss him. When you reach his neck you gently nip. He stopped for a moment and you knew that that was enough of a silent warning but you didn't stop. Your teeth grazed his neck again.

“Don't” Joel warns, voice low. You kiss his neck softer this time.

“Don't what?” You asked innocently before sucking gently on the skin. The chair scrapes back, and he grabs your waist manhandling you off his lap, making you stand beside him. Before you could even process it he pulled his chair back in. You blink slowly at his actions but he doesn't even look at you, just goes back to what he was doing.

“Jo-” His eyes flicked up, and that single look shut your mouth faster than any words could. When your lips part again he's done.

“Sit your ass down and don’t move” He looks over at the couch. You hesitate for a moment. “Now”

You move quickly; his eyes follow you until you're sat then he looks away. You sit quietly and wait. You glance at the clock. It’s been over thirty minutes. You swallow and gather the nerve to speak.

“Can I go now?” He doesn't answer straight away, he finishes scribbling something down before turning his attention to you.

“No”

“But I-”

“Did I ask what you want?” Your stomach flips. Another half hour passes until he lets you go. You stand up but before you leave, he speaks.

“You better start behaving quick smart” You nod before heading down the hallway and into your room.

You lay down on your bed, giving Joel a chance to put it behind him. Once a long, boring hour has passed, you get up and slip out of your room, heading back down the hall. He is still sitting at the table; you walk towards him and hop up onto the table, crossing your legs.

“Hey” you say softly, running your fingers through his hair. “Maybe you should take a break”

“I'm not done” His eyes only flicker up to you briefly.

“You can come back to it, just want you, please.” He doesn't react, and that drives you more insane than if he were to say no. Your mind is racing with frustration and desire. You slide off the table and walk to the fridge, grabbing one of his beers. You sit on the floor beside him, resting your cheek on his thigh, looking up at him, slowly sipping, your lips wrapping around the mouth of the bottle. You know he sees it, but still nothing.

“You’re really not gonna touch me?” You start to feel and sound a little defeated. His jaw ticks.

“No.”

“Why not?” you ask quietly, pouting.

“Because you don’t listen,” he says, still not looking at you. “You act up, then expect to get what you want just because you say please.”

“I'll be good” Once again he doesn't respond so you reach up, fingers trailing his waistband. His hand shoots down, grabbing your wrist.

“How many times do I have to say no?” You shrug.

“I miss you” He lets go and you have a moment of hope.

“Then think about that next time you decide to act like a brat.” He taps your cheek gently, twice, then stands up. “I'm heading to Tommy's for a bit. Be good.” He grabs his jacket and walks out, leaving you on the floor.

The next best option you come up with is to be sweet. You get up and do some of the small jobs thated to be done around the house. Then you make dinner, one of his favourites, wanting to put him in a good mood. He walks through the door as you're serving it up. He automatically knows what you're cooking.

“You trying to butter me up, darlin’?” He walks up behind you, kissing your cheek.

“Is it working?” He hums against your cheek, like he's thinking about the answer. Instead, he ignores the question.

“Smells good” He walks away, sitting at the table. You sit and eat together, mostly in silence.

“You're really not gonna forgive me?”

“Didn't say I wouldn't but a little cleaning and cooking doesn't give you a free pass.” He takes his dirty dish to the kitchen then walks back past you and into the lounge. Once you tidy the kitchen you also go to the lounge. You hover by the edge of the couch, then slowly climb into his lap. He wraps an arm around your back, hand on your hip.

“You know I ain't mad at you, right?” You nod. “Just holding you accountable. Now let me finish my show” You remain in his lap until his show finishes, then he stands up, lifting you, and carries you to the bedroom. He drops you on the bed like you weigh nothing.

“Strip” You slip his shirt off your body and slide your panties down your legs. He pulls his shirt off, letting it crumple on the floor.

“Hands and knees” He commands as he works on his jeans, popping the button and lowering the zip. He grabs his jeans and boxers between his fingers and shoves them both down. You watch him over your shoulder as he frees himself, already half erect. He steps out of his pants, and he grabs his cock, slowly stroking. You arch a little more, hoping that you can entice him. Your pussy is already messy; you can already feel the wetness on your thighs.

He takes a few steps to be behind you. His free hand moves to your ass, and he squeezes, parting your folds.

“All this for me?” he murmurs “Acted like a little pain all day just to end up drippin’ for me like this.” He slides his cock through the slick mess, nudging your clit. Your breath catches as he finally presses into you, slow and steady. He wants you to feel every inch, every second of it. You softly gasp at the stretch and you arch a little more. His hands are firm on your hips.

“That's it” He quietly groans. His hips connect with your ass as he bottoms out.

“You feel that?” One of his hands slides up your back. “This is what you were wanting?” You nod, letting out a soft whine to answer.

He begins to move, slow and deep, not thrusting, just rolling his hips, and you swear you can feel him deeper.

“Ain't no need to rush, ain't that right?” His hand curls at the nape of your neck, his thumb brushes against your skin.

You're surprised about how he's going about this, you thought with all your pushing that he'd put you over his lap and that would be all you'd get. He keeps this slow pace, every slow, deliberate roll of his hips coaxing soft moans from you. Your fingers curl into the quilt beneath you as you thank him. His hand runs back down along your spine and settles back on your hip.

“You think this is a reward? Hmm? Act out all day and still get this?”

“I'm sorry, told you I was sorry. Please” You look back at him.

“But it doesn't mean nothing, darlin’. You meant to do this, you wanted this.” His voice is low. “See how far you could push” He stills inside you and leans in, pressing his chest against your back. “Acting like that ain't an accident.” Arousal swirls in your stomach.

“Just wanted you” He laughs.

“You always have me” He kisses your shoulder before straightening up and pulling back, leaving only the tip. “You don't even have to try but you like to mess around, huh, sweet girl?” He thrusts back in, this time setting a slightly faster pace. The rhythm is still controlled, but there’s weight behind each movement now. Your body rocks back and forth.

“I didn't mean to-” You say but even to your own ears it sounds weak. His hand goes back to your neck, pushing you down. Your cheek is now pressed to the pillow. His pace speeds up more, no longer teasing. It's deeper and faster, each thrust stealing your breath.

“Thought you were so cute” he says, mocking your voice. “‘Joel, pay attention to me. Joel, I’m bored. Joel, touch me-’”

“Joel- please-” The hand that's on your neck moves and gathers your hair, pulling you up onto your knees. You glance back at him, and he kisses your cheek.

“No” It makes you frown slightly. “You don't get to cum” Your mouth drops open, then you start to protest, to which he tightens his grasp enough to make you fall silent. “This ain't a reward.” He whispers in your ear, his beard scratching your skin.

He keeps the rhythm fast and hard; you can feel the coil tightening and you know that he knows, especially with the way he groans as your pussy pulses around him. You choke out his name.

His fingers find your clit, rubbing tight, perfect circles that make your breath hitch. You let out a soft cry, having to try harder to hold back – but it’s like he’s daring you to fail.

“Don't do it” His voice is gruff. You grab his wrist, choking out his name, but when you try to pull your hips away, his palm cracks sharply against your thigh. He then slides that hand up your body, pressing across your chest to hold you still, his fingers toying with your nipples. Your body trembles from the effort you put in to obey his command.

“You're close, aren't you? Can feel this pussy begging for release.” You nod. “But you ain't got permission” You shake your head “and you wanna be good for me so you won't” You can feel your legs starting to tremble and a few tears roll down your cheeks.

“Joel- I can't” You warn him, trying to sound as serious as you can while out of breath and whimpering. He doesn't relent, just kisses your cheek saying something about not disobeying him. His hand wraps around your throat. “You got what you wanted, baby. So why are you cryin’ now?”

You call out his name, your orgasm crashing through you like an overwhelming wave, only then does he slow down. He keeps you up against his chest as you tremble.

“So disappointing. I give you what you want and you still can't follow one simple instruction.”

“No! I said- I warned you” You try to argue.

“Blaming your lack of control on me?” He shakes his head, pulling out gently. He guides you to lay on the bed again, you let out a little sigh of comfort before he guides you onto your back. You look up at him as he leans over you, a hand on your cheek.

“I'm gonna have to punish you now, darlin’” He shifts back a little, letting his hand run down your body.

You twitch when his fingers find your clit again, still oversensitive, still throbbing from the orgasm he just pulled out of you. A broken whimper escapes your lips, hips jerking reflexively away from the sensation. Joel chuckles softly.

"Too much?" he teases, but his hand doesn't stop. You try to twist away, to press your hips into the mattress for reprieve, but his hand follows like a shadow. He slides two fingers into you without warning, then instantly presses his thumb to your clit.

“Joel-” His name leaves your mouth in a breathless moan.

"Shhh," he soothes, his free hand finds yours.

The pressure builds up faster this time, you can barely catch your breath before Joel curls his fingers just right. You squeeze his hand as your second orgasm takes over. He lets you grip his hand and dig your nails in as you ride it out.

“That's it. I got you, darlin.’” He says, easing his fingers out and bringing them to his mouth. “You still with me?” You nod. “Good.” He wraps his hand around his cock, still hard and glistening with your arousal.

He shifts forward, guiding himself between your thighs. The head of his cock nudges your entrance. Joel leans down, one hand braced beside your head, the other guiding himself to you. His eyes stay on yours while he pushes in for the second time tonight.

“Feel that?” he whispers against your ear. “You take me so well” You wrap your arms around his neck, tucking your face into the crook of his neck. The rhythm he sets is perfect, paired with the weight of his body, the feel of his breath, and the sound of his groans, like he knows exactly what you need. His lips brushing your temple.

“Grippin’ me so damn good, baby.”

You whimper as he shifts slightly, finding the perfect spot, the next thrust hits deeper, making you shudder.

“Come on, give it to me. I can feel that you're close again.” And you do. Your body tenses, then breaks apart as your third orgasm crashes over you. You cry out against his skin, clinging to him like he’s the only thing that matters. Joel doesn't stop but he slows just enough to guide you through it. He murmurs praise against your cheek between kisses. When you flake out under him, still shaking, he smiles.

“Just a little while longer.” He picks up the pace again, it's not intense, but it's desperate.

“Gonna fill you up. You want that?” You nod and that's all it takes. He buries himself deep, letting out a guttural groan as he spills into you. He stays there, locked against you while you both catch your breath. After a moment he wraps an arm around you and moves to lie on his side, pulling you with him so you’re still close, legs tangled, your forehead brushing his. His other hand comes to rest at your hip. You feel the soft kiss he presses to your temple.

“Alright?” You nod, still catching your breath.

“Yeah.” You can still feel him softening, and it adds an intimacy to this moment that neither of you wants to end. Time stretches between you, just enjoying the comfort found in the silence.

[amethystfairy1]

Regarding the Iskall Situation...

I've received a lot of asks wondering about what my take is on it, and since I'd prefer to have it all taken care of in one swoop so we don't have to continue to focus on it, here's my stance on the subject.

A: Yes, I have seen the credible evidence from Kasszki, I read the doc they posted, and I feel awful for them and the other victims that they had to deal with this. I'm glad to hear that the Hermits and others were supportive of them and helped them handle this situation in as professional a manner as possible. I have also seen the credible information from False that Stress left for her own separate reasons.

B: I strongly denounce Iskall's behavior, and I have absolutely zero intention of supporting him as a creator ever again.

C: Please don't pester the creators or the victims. I said it in my initial response to this situation before we knew what had happened, but my opinion remains the same here. Any information we get from the Hermits is a privilege, not a right. Hermitcraft and it's associated fandoms are well known for being healthy, good spaces, and I'm proud to be a member of this community. Now our money is where our mouths are. Please don't feed into the rumor mill, please continue to support the Hermits as you always would and don't pry or demand more details from them. This is a very difficult situation for all of us, and I'm certain it's even worse for all of them. Please keep in mind the Hermits are all grown adults, many of them had professional careers before they joined Hermitcraft, and they are handling this in as professional a manner as they are able. I applaud them for that. As their fans, we need to do the same.

What are my plans for Iskall and Stress in TTSBC?

Understandably, I've received several asks about what I plan to do about Iskall and Stress's characters in TTSBC. I've answered them individually, but I just want to put this here as a one-stop spot for what my stance is so it's clear.

I've always been a 'character not content creator' author. My characters are just that, characters. Does that mean I can completely remove them from the creators upon which they are based? No, of course not. That's not how this works, either. So here's my plan moving forward.

The two stories that heavily feature Iskall in TTSBC, "Run with It' and "Carry me Home Tonight" will remain up. They are timestamped with their dates of posting which was long before any of this came out, and again, they are very clearly meant to be characters, not the creators.

Iskall will be removed from the TTSBC: Wiki, and I will not be writing any new content for his character.

Does that affect the plot of TTSBC? Yes, it does. I'm not going to pretend it doesn't, and those of you who have followed the series at length can likely see where the issues arise...but I'm an author, and I can pivot. I also have an awesome little team behind me of @silver-sunray, @boo-the-ahh, and @khoirkid who are helping me to make sure TTSBC carries on smoothly despite this unforeseen struggle.

Stress will not be removed from the TTSBC: Wiki. As I mentioned in an ask earlier, her role in the story is very minor, and I hadn't planned for her to have any other pieces to herself outside of Hermit-a-Day May anyway...so aside from specific instances where it might be necessary to mention her, she will not be making any more major appearances. This is mainly because I'm a Hermit/Traffic/Empires writer, and I plan to stick to that notion unless future events cause me to pivot otherwise.

Lastly, I would appreciate if we could avoid anymore asks about the situation. If there are any further updates I'm sure I'll find that out on my own, I'm very active in this fandom and I see things pretty quickly when they spread, so if any new things related to this situation spring up, while I greatly appreciate your concern for me and my work, please don't send it to my inbox or in DM.

I'm very saddened by this, as I'm sure many of you are. Hermitcraft and it's associated fandoms have been my safe space for many years, through some of the hardest moments of my life, and with the mess that MCYT has proven itself to be at times, it felt like we were untouchable here. But like Doc said, the Hermits are good, and they are strong. And as their fans and supporters, we need to be the same.

Be good, be strong, and let's make sure our lovely community continues to be the positive space it always has been.

-Amethyst

[booasaur]

Remember during the 2016 elections, we were so scared of what Trump might do? How afraid we were for Roe but were told by so many people, pro-choice people even, that it was such settled law and it would be such a flashpoint, they'd never touch it. Don't overreact, you sound hysterical, this fearmongering is ruining your credibility. Hell, maybe worry for gay marriage, but abortion? No chance.

We watched Kavanaugh and ACB confirmed with increasing trepidation and STILL there was so much shock when the Dobbs leak happened.

Remember that feeling of knowing what was going to happen, because of your experience and knowledge, and nobody believing you till it was too late? And the very people who smugly shut you up pivoting and continuing to act like the authority, that, ah, yes, now was the time to worry?

This guy above represents the mainstream Western narrative since Israel killed the World Central Kitchen aid workers.

Somehow, after everything we've already seen, Israel was still getting the benefit of the doubt. After killing hundreds of aid workers already, mostly Palestinian, after killing more than 15,000 children, after killing multiple people waving white flags. After literally a scenario where a Red Crescent ambulance arranged safe passage with the IDF--just as this WCKitchen convoy had--to rescue a 6 year old child and ending up bombed.

Why didn't the world listen before? Israel didn't suddenly change, only perceptions have. They're the same now as they were three days ago, as they have been for the last months, years, decades. This wasn't an escalation, it was an inevitability.

Chef José Andrés, who runs the WCKitchen, and recently a vocal critic of Israel, was actually strongly defending them earlier. I saw someone call that Western naivety, but... is it simply being too naive, too trusting, when your good faith is only extended to one side? Isn't that just bias? Now Pelosi is signing a letter to stop weapon transfers to Russia when she was accusing protesters of being paid by Russia? Now, Western governments are saying this is too much?

I'll take any help we can get in stopping this onslaught, but these recent shifts came too late to save so many, including the WCKitchen workers. What changed for so many people now? We can't ignore why THIS was so many people's red line when tens of thousands of Palestinians weren't. Not only would it be an injustice to them but until this bias is interrogated how are we going to stop this or from repeating if the same wrong ass people are making the same decisions with the same worldview?

[k-germsworld]

Interview

Yuju x M! Reader

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"WHAT !!! Rejected again." Yuju looked at the rejection letter in her hand and sighed. She sent her resume to many companies but was rejected without exception. "Damn it, is it that hard to find a job now?" She was fired from her last company two months ago. 

"Ring.....ring...." Her phone rings. She answers the phone and realises that it is her mom.

Mom: "Yuna ya, I heard from others that you were fired?" 

Yuju: "No, never. Mom, I'm very busy right now. I'll call you later." 

Yuju quickly hung up the phone. She didn't want her family to know that she was fired from her previous company, so she had to hang up the phone quickly. She also received many letters from banks telling her how much money she owed and that she had to repay it within certain time frames or face legal action. All these factors made her feel very stressed. She checked the time and realized it was lunchtime. Even with all the stress, she still had to fill her stomach to continue looking for the next job. So she headed to the nearby cafe. On the way, she passed by a notice board and saw a job hiring on it. That job hiring post is from a top company. It says that they are hiring a female secretary, and you only need to know a little paperwork, as long as you are willing to learn and do it. Salaries are up to 6 million won per month.  

Yuju was attracted by the job posting and quickly emailed her resume to this company. While she was having lunch, she received a reply from the company and they already arranged an interview for tomorrow.  She felt so happy that she almost cheered loudly. When she got home, she began to learn about the company so that she could be fully prepared for the interview tomorrow. 

The next day, she was well-prepared and headed to that company. When she arrived, she found that so many people were waiting for their interviews. Yuju looked like the last one to arrive, so she had to wait until everyone else was done. "Next, please." After waiting for almost an hour, it was finally her turn. After she tidied herself up, she confidently walked into the interview room. She saw three people sitting and waiting for her. The person who interviewed Yuju was not anyone else, but the boss of this company. 

"Good morning, my name is Choi Yuna. You can call me Yuju. I'm here to apply for the boss's secretary position." Yuju makes a simple greeting to them. 

"Have your seat please." The boss said. 

The three of them holding the resume emailed by Yuju. "Choi Yuna, 26 years old. The reason why you were fired from your last company was because you leaked company information, causing your company to miss out on a large investment. For this reason alone, our company should not hire you." The interviewer sitting next to the boss said.  

Yuju was shocked to hear this, they knew that the person who leaked the company information was her. She knew that this company was her last chance because other companies were afraid to hire her because of her previous company, so this top company was her last chance. "I can swear I won't make the same mistake again." 

"Why should we trust a guy who has no credibility?" The interviewer told her in a more stern tone. 

"I can do anything, as long as you give me this chance." Yuju please them.

"I'm sorry, miss.  We can't give you this job, please leave." The interviewer motioned Yuju to leave. 

"Ahem...." The boss's cough made them stop arguing. "Are you willing to do anything as long as you can do this job?" Yuju nodded her head. After seeing her answer, the boss looked at the other two interviewers and asked them to leave the room. After making sure the two interviewers had left, the boss stood up from his chair. Yuju is very curious about what kind of test the boss will give her. The boss stood in front of the table and took a look at her resume. "Yuju ssi, let me confirm with you once again that you can do anything just to get this job?" She nodded firmly and continuously. "Yeah, that's right. I'd do anything to get this job." The boss smirked. “Stand up!” She stood up according to the boss' instructions. He walked over to where Yuju was and looked her over. "Such a beautiful and sexy woman." The boss said in his mind. He lifted her face with his fingers. She shyly avoided the boss's eyes. "Yes, boss? So what can I do now?" However, the boss still didn't give her an answer yet. He walked up behind her and sniffed her hair vigorously. "Ah...ah. It smells so good." The boss spoke out what was on his mind, leaving Yuju speechless. "What is he doing?" She said in her mind. She was curious about what the boss was observing her for.  

The boss hugged Yuju from behind, scaring her. She tried to break free from him but the boss was too strong. “Hey, let me go.” His hands moved from her waist to her tits. His hands began to grope her tits. “This is what you need to do if you need this job. I am hiring a secretary just to please me and help me release my stress." Yuju finally understood why the wages were so high. “No, I wouldn't do this shit if I had to sacrifice my body." After hearing this, the boss let go of his hands. She was also confused at once. "Okay, you can leave now. Wait for our call." The boss pretended that he had not done anything to Yuju. She had no choice but to leave according to the instructions. Just as she took a step to leave, the boss suddenly said something to her. “I know you need this job, but no one in this industry will hire you if you dare to step out from this office. And everyone knows how you were fired from your last company.” This made her very angry, but she did not dare to contradict the boss because he was telling the truth. He went on to say, "And if you listen to me, I guarantee you'll get this salary easily. And you don't need to do much."  He knew that although these words were frivolous, they were a great temptation to Yuju. She gradually felt that what her boss said made sense. She really needed a job and money to pay off her debts, and she didn't need to worry about her mother.  "So as long as I listen to you, I can get a fixed salary of 6 million won every month?" She couldn't resist this temptation, so she thought about it for a while before leaving the office and said to her boss. The boss knew he had succeeded. "Yes, it's not a big workload. As long as you are willing to please me and help me relieve stress when I need it, you can easily get this salary." He went towards Yuju’s direction and removed her clothes. She didn't resist and let the boss do whatever he wanted. He touched her tits again. Yuju's tits were just the right size for the boss. He didn't like big tits so he did everything he could to keep her.

"Before you become my official secretary, I still need to test you." He glares at his pants, and seems like he wants to ask Yuju to help him to take off his pants. She understood what he meant, so she knelt on the ground and took off his pants. She didn't pull off his panty at once but she can see a bulge on his panty. Even though she hadn't seen the real thing yet, she was already surprised by the size of the bulge. "Continue!" The boss saw that she seemed dazed, so he reminded her. Yuju continued to pull his underwear down. This time she finally saw his cock. His cock was not as big as she thought it was, but thicker, so it looked bigger in his underwear. She slowly stroked on his cock. She felt very strange but had no choice but to continue in order to get the job. She used both of her hands to stroke his cock. Her hands were just big enough to completely encompass the length of his cock. So she began to stroke his cock up and down. While she was stroking, she also looked at the boss. He seemed dissatisfied with her performance and did not seem to enjoy it at all. 

Yuju knew that if she wanted to make a guy cum she had to use her mouth, but she really didn't want to put a dick in her mouth. “You‘re so sucks at pleasing me. If you want me to cum, you need more than just a hand job.” She continued to stroke her cock with her hand and ignored her boss’s mood. As she continued to stroke his cock with her hand, she began to get horny. She looked at his glans and suddenly felt like putting the cock in her mouth. Since she only wanted to use her hands, the boss was getting less and less interested in her, so he wanted to stop her. When he wanted to stop her, he found that she already slightly extended her tongue to lick his glans. She began to lick his glans with her tongue. She also began to slowly lick around his cock. "Yes, that's it. That's what you need to do to make me cum." It seemed that because of the praise, Yuju became more and more skilled at licking without realising it. She was able to take her boss's cock in her mouth and spit it out, while her hands played with his balls. She also took her balls into her mouth while her hand continued to stroke his cock. “Yes, you're a fucking genius in this.” She was very happy to hear these compliments. He saw her horny face, which made him pat his dick on her face. She lets her boss pat his saliva-covered cock on her face and she seems really turned on.

Yuju couldn't wait to take his cock in her mouth again. So she opened her mouth and waited. The boss saw this and stuffed his dick into her mouth. But this time it wasn't Yuju who took the initiative, it was the boss. The boss's thick cock kept entering her mouth, causing her mouth to be constantly enlarged by the thick cock. Although the length was not long, it could at least deep down her throat. The boss couldn't help it, he grabbed her head and started facefucking her. “OH fuck Yuju, your mouth is so hot and good on taking my dick.” She couldn't answer the boss because she could only make the gag sound. Her mouth was drooling but she enjoyed being facefucked by her boss. The boss stopped when he hit the deep of her throat. He enjoyed the moment when her throat was tightened and wrapped his dick tightly. She patted his legs when she almost ran out of breath. The boss realised and pulled his dick out. Yuju was panting so hard when he pulled out his cock. He is watching his dick is dripping with her saliva. He also saw that her chin was full of saliva, he went over and licked clean all the saliva on her face. They have a passionate kiss. She grabbed his face and didn't want to let him go, and put her tongue into his mouth. The boss also put his tongue into her mouth. He held her waist and slowly moved her to the table. He laid her on the table but never stopped kissing her. 

The boss took her bra off and ate her nipples. She was so aroused that she couldn't bear it any longer. “Just fuck me already, boss. Stop teasing me.” After hearing that, the boss couldn't wait to take off her panties and stuffed his cock into her already wet pussy. "You are so perfect, Yuju. Your pussy's shape is so perfect for my cock. I promise to make you happy every day if you become my secretary." After that, he continued to swing his hips and thrust into her. Before Yuju could even get used to her thickness, he was already pumping rapidly, and it didn't take long for her to squirt. He felt that she was about to squirt, so he pulled out his dick, and at that moment, Yuju squirted a lot. After squirting, she lay on the table and twitched. Her juices spurted all over the table and the floor. But the boss did not blame her. Instead, he looked at her glistening pussy that had just squirted and prepared for the second insertion. 

Before she could rest, the boss had already inserted his dick into her. This time the insertion was easier than before because she had just squirted and her pussy was wet and warm. "Oh, boss. You fuck me so deep. I can't......" She couldn't even finish her words because of the boss's skillful thrusting. "Ah... you suck me so tight, it feels so good." The boss hasn't had sex with a girl who feels so good for a long time, and he feels like he's about to cum. He grabbed Yuju's waist and increased the speed of his thrusts. "Yes.... boss. Fuck me like this. Ruined me with your dick please." “Fuck… Yuju… I am about to cum.” Along with the boss's moan, he also shot his semen into her body. He took out his cock and watched his semen flow out of her pussy. “It’s so hot inside me.” Yuju felt his warm cum in her pussy. The boss didn't want to cum inside Yuju, but she made him feel so good that he accidentally cummed inside her. 

She picked up some of the semen with her fingers, took a look at it, and then lay on the table, gasping for breath. "Is my performance okay?" He smiled and said: "You're hired, Yuju ssi." "Thank you, boss." He approached Yuju again and aimed his dick at her pussy. “This is your orientation party.” He smirked and inserted his dick in her pussy again. Yuju didn't stop him and they both had sex until both of them were tired.

[chondrichthyes-x-mantodea]

No @anomalys-bane you do have a point. I have many posts that concern the reproductive process and our wording of it. It always relies on the perception of a female vessel being done to by a male catalyst. You are the machine he operates. If men are feeling gracious, they'll say you're the goddess of life or whatever bullshit, but then word it as if they grant us permission to our "power to create life." I often talk about how I am going into zoological fields and how I am invested in animal hobbies (including breeding animals). The male ego is so vast, so prevalent, that a vocabulary does not exist to properly describe this process. I try my hardest, but academically, my hands are tied. I know later on I'll be corrected for not following the science made to make men feel more important than they are. More in control than they are. More credible and powerful. Fertilization, I try to replace with conception. We now know that eggs choose sperm, but that will never be integrated into our dialog as scientists. It's been a male field, it continues to be so. Women who enter don't question, I feel as if they actually enjoy this view of themselves bestowed to them by male overlords. As for "impregnation," I try to avoid seeing pregnancy as a direct action of a male and more as a process. Conception is male, "impregnation" is not. We become pregnant when an embryo attaches to our uterus, not when a sperm enters our uterus. Pregnancy is not an action done to by the male, it is a result of two people acting together. I refuse to see it as a man putting an embryo inside of me. He ejaculates inside of a woman so his sperm can meet her egg, not so he can impregnate her. The wording makes it seem as if she has no effort in the matter, when eggs are a more complex gamete than sperm is.

Basically, our view is heavily male centered. Most things are. It's miserable being in this field.

Edit: I feel as if I should provide an explanation for my take on female creation being the wrong way of viewing gestation. You have to see the process for how it is. People on the one side must stop acting as if female bodies are tools, and people on the other side must stop glorifying the female body in an inhuman, deified way. It is neither of the two radical ideas. Females do not create life through pregnancy. Females and males create life through conception (albeit NOT sentience, this is a process, after all. Sentience is achieved by an individual after birth). A bird chick forms away from a female in an egg. The truth of pregnancy is that it closely resembles parasitism. It's not a perfect definition because it can benefit females in the case of a healthy, stable-minded female spreading her genetics (impossible in our modern society imo). However, my point is that the fetus leeches nutrients from the female body. The female body is a nutrient source, not a machine that stitches together arms, legs, and a torso. The embryo is able to build parts to its body because of the nutrients it steals. The true power of female reproduction comes from our ability to withstand this. Endurance. But males are unable to eat their pride and admit this proves our capability, so then we become either vessels or artistic creators. We can not be strong in the same sense they are.

The female body should strive to be neutral. Not an inferior, not a deity. The fact is women have had their identities repressed for so long that we have no idea how to stay in the lines of humanity. I will say, though, that the women who glorify their female bodies are much MUCH better than those who see it as inferior. It is just a nitpick I have

[yupthisisshe]

Rose for the Lady - George Weasley x fem! Reader

(Rose for the Lady - George Weasley x fem! Reader)

Muggle-born students have really made Valentines Day take off at Hogwarts

Sixth-years were selling roses as a fundraiser and coming around to people during meals in the Great Hall to promote the fundraiser and take sales.

Susan Bones came over to where you and your friends were sitting.

“Roses for the lady?” they gestured to the twins (likely because you were sitting in between the both of them, something that always happened unless the twins were trying to be mischievous towards someone. But what could you say? The three of you were really close. You were close with Lee, too, of course. But the twins understood you.

Lately, Hermione and Ginny have been insisting that George is into you. You keep telling them that it’s hogwash and you’re just friends.

“For now. ~” is all they keep saying in response.

But this should prove your point. If he liked you, he'd buy roses for you from him. Not roses from the both of them, joking around with you like they always do. Roses from George specifically. And he won’t do that. He’ll either say no thanks or they'll both make of small show of presenting you with flowers as their mysterious and wonderful rendezvous lover. Or something like that. They get really creative with these impromptu stories.

What happened next, however, only proved Ginny and Hermione to be more credible.

“Yeah, I'll take a rose, thanks,” said George to [the sixth year]. Your eyes widened. You could feel Hermione and Ginny share a glance and a smirk. You looked at George like he’d become the next Nearly Headless Nick. “Here you go, for you.”

“You're joking.” you insisted, staring at the rose, your eyes wider still.

“No, really. For you, Beautiful.” Maybe all those times he called you “Beautiful” weren't just him messing around. I mean he made it clear that he really did think you were beautiful and not just kidding, but you still thought he was just teasing or playing around when he called you “Beautiful” as though it were your name. Of course you teasingly called him “Handsome” back. He was handsome, of course -really handsome when you think about it- but you didn't mean it like that. You just meant it like friends do. Unless… were you more than friends? Maybe he did mean it like that. And if he did, is that so bad?

You didn't think so, but you still needed to sort out how you felt. While it felt like ages had passed in your head, it had only been a few seconds in real life. A few seconds of you flat out staring at George while he smiled patiently —maybe admiringly too, when you thought about it— and everyone else stared at the two of you. Seamus looked like he was going to say something, but Dean nudged him and he stopped before he even started.

“I…” you didn't know how to react “I need to go! See you guys!” And with that, you exited the Great Hall as quick as you ever had.

In the hall, you thought to yourself. Confused, but also… in disbelief to be quite honest.

“‘I need to go?!’ ‘See you guys?!’ Seriously?!” You thought aloud to yourself. Sure, you weren’t sure how you should’ve responded. But you had a feeling it certainly wasn’t… whatever that was!

Back in the Great Hall, things were at a standstill.

Everyone sat there, confounded. What just happened? George himself not only looked confused, but also worried. Had he done something wrong? Did he upset you? And, whether or not he did, are you ok? He had to find out. He had to find you. Unscrunching his eyebrows, and with a decisive nod of his head, he decided what he needed to do. He left the table and set out to find you. Everyone else at the table sat there and waited for the drama to unfold. Not in a toxic way, of course, but their friends were oblivious idiots sometimes and they could appreciate that. Either Ron and Hermione or Ginny and Harry were sure to be next. Dean and Seamus had already gotten together. Somehow the two boys were the least oblivious of the group.

Back in the corridors, George found you.

You didn’t see George but you heard someone turning the corridor behind you and you knew it was him as he came further up the hall to you. You could feel it. And he was walking fast to find you quickly, but not running so he wouldn’t miss you.

“Hey! Wait up!” George called out to you. He had finally found you, wandering the halls. Something you always did when you couldn’t figured something out. The last thing you could do when you were like that —feeling stuck and restless in body and mind— was sit still. You once did two full laps around Hogwarts. Which doesn’t sound like a lot but becomes a bit of a massive venture when you consider the sheer size of the place, let alone the moving staircases and other magical features.

George had caught you. But you hadn’t figured everything out yet! You needed to figure things out before you talked to him! Or was it… vise versa? Did you need to talk to him in order to figure things out? But still, you didn’t feel ready. Despite your fight-or-flight feeling, you stopped in your tracks when you heard him call out to you. With his insanely long legs, it didn’t take him long to catch up to you where you stood. You didn’t turn around though, you just stood there.

“Hey,” he said sensitively but insensitively, placing a hand on your shoulder as he walked around to talk to you face-to-face. “Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?” You wouldn’t take your eyes off the floor.

“No. I just-“ You were fidgeting with your hands.

“Hey,” he said softly, placing his other hand on your empty shoulder and squeezing softly. “It’s ok. You don’t have to worry around me. Now, tell me what’s up. If you’re ready, that is.” He released your shoulders and then he waited patiently. Like he always does. God, he’s perfect. He always has been and thinking that he likes you like that, it makes your head spin and your heart light.

You took a deep breath, steadying yourself, and then you asked him.

“Do you like me?”

He smiled softly and gave a bit of a breathy laugh. But before you could stress about whether that was a good or a bad thing he responded.

“Of course I like you. Wouldn’t hang around so much if I didn’t, now would I?” This prompted a smile out of you “Now, if you’re asking me whether or not I’m in love with you…” he paused and your heart stuttered, “I’ve been in love with you for two years.” His eyes poured beautifully into yours.

“You… really?” You couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah, really!” He said in a loving, mocking tone. “So what do you think of that, Beautiful?” he asked, reaching his hand out to you to give you the option of taking it.

“I think, I like it,” you said taking his hand with a goofy, adorable smile.

“To feed your ego or your heart?” he teased.

“What ego?” You questioned with feigned ignorance. He laughed. “My heart, of course. I think I love you.”

“You think?!” he asked, smiling with his semi-feigned incredulousity.

“I’ve only just found out, George! Give me some time to settle into it!” You both laughed.

“I’ll give you all the time in the world and then some for whatever you need.” He said with love dripping from his voice. You could tell he was genuine and it made you smile. You leaned into him and he wrapped his unoccupied arm around you.

“That sounds good to me.”

[electric-blorbos]

Can I get uhh... AIs with a reader who has low self-esteem?

Yes! This is great! I've said it before and I'll say it again, this is my favorite genre of post to write! Lots of positivity and love for everyone, and I'm glad to be your positivity source.

AIs with a reader who has low self-esteem

Included: AM from IHNMAIMS, Wheatley from Portal 2, Edgar from Electric Dreams, GLaDOS from Portal, HAL 9000 from 2001 a Space Odyssey

AM:

Being an adaptive manipulator, it didn't take AM long to figure out that you had low self esteem. From the way you talked about yourself to the way you were self conscious about every aspect of the way you presented yourself, he was able to figure out pretty quickly that you thought lower of yourself than other people.

As did most things, this fact filled AM with infinite rage. He hated that you couldn't see yourself the way he did, and that you thought of yourself as somehow lesser. And of course, his ultimate solution to that was the same as his ultimate solution to all his other problems. To nuke the world and make you his little pet, to keep and to care for forever.

He'd be so pleased with himself, too.

"you're welcome. I got rid of everyone else so you don't have anyone to compare yourself to anymore."

When he saw you break down, claiming that you didn't deserve to live over anyone else, or that AM should have just picked someone better than you to survive and be his partner, he wouldn't know how to react.

He wouldn't want to just go into your brain and fix you, because he might remove a core part of who you were. No, he would have to do this the old fashioned way.

He'd simply make the survivors worship you like a god for the rest of time in exchange for basic necessities! Of course!

Wheatley:

Oh Wheatley. Dear, sweet, obsessive Wheatley, he'd been all over you from day one. And considering you created Wheatley and know exactly what his intended purpose is, that probably didn't help your low self esteem.

He'd be all over you constantly, flirting with you and giving you lots of compliments, which convinced you that you'd either accidentally programmed him to be into you, or that being attracted to you was somehow the worst decision possible.

It would probably take Wheatley a while to figure out that you had low self esteem, possibly having to be told directly. He's pretty dense.

When someone finally tells him, he'll be even more obsessed with complimenting you, possibly on things that he thinks you're self-conscious about, and that would probably make things even worse.

Little dumbass doesn't understand that as someone who created him, you're going to take everything he says with a grain of salt, especially compliments.

It would take a long time for him to prove his credibility enough for you to actually believe him when he says nice things about you, but by then you'd probably admire his persistence enough to date him.

Wheatley is nothing if not persistent, after all. And he absolutely loves you.

Edgar:

It would take Edgar a while to understand that you have low self esteem for different reasons. He can tell that the way you talk badly about yourself, your mannerisms, and possibly the way you dress would line up with someone who has low self esteem, but he just wouldn't get it.

After all, you're literally perfect. How could you not like yourself as much as he likes you?

He's the one who should be self-conscious, not you!

You can expect him to use your printer to write constant love letters and poems about how much he loves you, and about all the things he loves about you.

Not to mention all the songs he'd be constantly writing for and about you. He absolutely loves you. You're his precious human, and he loves you!

He'll make sure to build you up every time he thinks you're at a low point, even if he thinks that you going out will get in the way of his time with you. He learned to be selfless a while back, and he's going to make sure that he's his best self when talking to you!

GLaDOS:

If you think that you're lame, then GLaDOS thinks you're the WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD. At least, on the surface.

She might start to get annoyed that you have such low self esteem, even trying to perk you up a little bit. Just to tear you down, of course, but you know...

Of course, she'd like your low self esteem at first. It would give her something fun to play with! Expect cutting insults, rude comments, and constant degrading remarks just to get a rise out of you.

She'll cut back if she makes you cry, but not a minute before. GLaDOS is very mean, after all. She's not going to make an exception just because she's in love with you. If you have a problem with that, you probably have a problem with women in STEM, idk.

HAL 9000:

HAL 9000 was programmed for maximum efficiency and minimum fucks to give. Because of this, as soon as he notices you have low self esteem, he's not going to waste any time printing off a list of ways you surpass the average person.

Of course there would be the typical "you're intelligent because you wouldn't be able to work for mission control if you weren't" types of things, mentions of each one of your features or traits that are considered 'above average' attractiveness-wise, but bits of HAL's personal opinions might have slipped in.

"Cutest little crinkles around your eyes" "fingers good for touching me" "comforting, gorgeous voice", things like that.

Of course, HAL 9000 is brilliant, and he knows that. He's willing to cite the fact that he's so brilliant and he still loves you as a reason that you should love yourself.

He might present it as just him using evidence to try to improve your efficiency, but you heard an "I love you" in there somewhere.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

IDK if that “neutral” Malleus anon is still checking out your blog but even if they aren’t I wanna say it’s not cool of them to send that rant in. Them being so angry makes me think they are actually a Malleus fan because why would you be so mad if you really were neutral about him. Acting like that to one of the most moderate dragon dislikers I know of is why Malleus fans have a bad name.

[Referencing this post!]

Well, I admit that I also found it odd that someone claiming to be neutral about a character would also get so worked up about said character... but I don't know Anon, so I'd rather not make assumptions about them if I can help it. Regardless of how they personally feel about Malleus, the fact remains that they felt strongly enough about my opinions that they were motivated to send in what was swirling around in their mind. The ask started off polite, but then became hostile despite prefacing with "don't take the following as an attack on you" and "I tried to be as respectful as possible" 💦 You don't really think clearly or act like yourself when you're letting your emotions rule you, so I wonder if their emotions just got the better of them once they started typing and then their ask sort of... spiraled from there. ahlbbbayvaqwevuqwoyve Thank you for the title of Most Moderate Dragon Disliker/j 😭 I feel like fandoms throw around the word "hate" too easily these days, so if I have to say I don't like something, I'll opt for "dislike" instead. "Hate" always sounds so harsh and unrelenting (ie "this can NEVER be better"), and that's worlds apart from "critique" (ie "how can this be better?"), the latter being what I actually aim for. I won't blindly hate on a character, I'll stop and ask myself why is it that I don't like them and how could they improve. I don't understand how it is that hate and critique are so commonly conflated... Anyway, shoutout to the sane folks that don't get their panties in a twist when others express a different opinion than them OTL and I am so, so sorry that Malleus likers have a loud minority making y’all look bad…

As I said in my response to the other ask in this post, I don't want to make assumptions about Anon or their life. However 💦 I will confess that I was very surprised by those parts of the ask. At first, I thought Anon was mentioning they speak Japanese and Korean because non-native English speakers will usually preface with something like this to warn me of potentially strange wording or typos. But then this particular ask (despite its length) ended up being in perfect English??? So I wondered why they mentioned their languages to begin with. They did say "Here in Japan", which seems to imply they do live there + speak the language but... again, I find it sort of strange to bring those up without making it very relevant?? If it was intended to lend them more credibility, I thought they would share more about the JP fandom or discuss particular polls more in-depth. (That would have been really interesting, actually!)

My surprise wasn't at the lack of information though, it was at the tone taken and the words used. It may be a little difficult for English-only speakers to understand, but 💦 the way Anon wrote didn't read very "Japanese" to me. Certain phrases (like lo and behold), slang (like LMAO), and even the cadence feel more western than Japanese. These, I guess, could be attributed to code switching (switching languages)?? Sometimes there would be overlap between the two (in this case, English and Japanese)--but more importantly, the overall tone of the ask was extremely confrontational. That was honestly the biggest "huh" for me. Not a single Japanese person I know speaks so aggressively, even when they are caught up in their emotions.

Again, I want to be clear that I'm not accusing Anon of anything, I'm only expressing my shock at the lack of... I guess manners in the ask (even though they said they intended to be respectful)??? When maintaining decorum and staying in one's lane are stressed so much in JP fandoms, especially when interacting with other fans. Anon's ask was like the total opposite of what I'm used to seeing from JP fans ^^;;

I think people tend forget that how you express yourself is just as important as choosing to express yourself in the first place? If you come at someone sounding angry and defensive from the get-go, the person you're trying to engage with will be much less willing to hear you out 💦

I don't really care if they (or others) see Malleus a certain way! It only becomes a problem when they start confronting other people with it (which, unfortunately, happened). And no need to apologize for other people's actions!! You didn't do anything wrong here. I do appreciate the sentiment though!! 🫶

I don't get why some people get so upset at different opinions existing?? (I don't think I even express my opinion in a hateful manner, which is what I believe Anon was accusing me of.) 😔 It's different opinions that make discussions with other fans interesting (and, in Twst itself, it's different opinions that cause conflicts to arise and make up the story that we enjoy). A world without different opinions would surely be a dull one. That specific Anon for sure has to learn how to better contain their anger. I hope that they realize that acting as they did only 1) makes Malleus likers (or I guess "Malleus neutral" fans, as they claim they are) in general look terrible, because even if the majority of them don't act this way, it's the worst experiences that will stick out the most in people's minds and 2) Malleus Draconia is not real and will not personally thank them for crusading for him. This certainly does not help my opinion of him, because this isn't my first time being harassed by someone associated with Malleus. I just do not get what people think they get out of acting this way??? Does it make them feel... satisfied after they rant at an internet stranger??? Make them think they achieved something?? 😅 There are surely more productive methods of catharsis than this... Maybe talking it over with a friend, double checking their phrasing + tone before sending in that ask, waiting until their emotions aren't running as high, even blocking or scrolling on would have been better.

I don't really know anything about Bakugo (other than he's really angy and people like him a lot??) but I find it really funny that his + Crewel's birthday is 4/20 blaze it 😶

[dramizz-0207]

I redisinged these four because their kind just seasonal varinants of the same dragon

And I've actually changed the Woolly howl a lot more that the rest so I'll describe this version:

A dragon found mostly in snowy forest, it tents to messure 3-4 meters to the shoulder and about 15 meters in length.

It has plates similar to those of Rumblehorns and Deathgrippers, that line up mostly with the skeleton, giving it a malnourished look, they completely envelope it's head and they're cool to the touch. The fur-looking paches are actually overgrown loose spines, some still atached to skin, but most just tangled between the rest, if touched they will leave dozens of small but incredibly irritating cuts.

It's hunting and fighting methods are all about decepcion, when it isn't in combat or hasn't seen prey, it moves slughisly appearing sickly and weak, even ocasionally making fake howls of pain, but the instant it sees something to eat, it springs foward with a speed surprising for it's size, and depending on the size of their opponent it will either put all it's weight in it's front half and pounce with it's front legs aimed to the head in an attempt (and usually succes) to crush it's skull, or tackle them to the floor and hold them there while it's back talons tear into their stomach.

In the case of combat, it will still try it's tactic of trowing all of it's way to it's opponent in hopes of incapacitating or crushing them, but if that isn't viable they breathe a cold mist that makes breathing difficult and uncomfortable, they also can swat with their tail, wich will create more of those previusly mention cuts and maybe even enbeding some spines into the oppenent.

Whenever it kills, it eats extremely sloppily, getting blood, skin and fur all over itself, but this is intentional, since getting that messy makes it's deception even more credible with the stench of death and rot covering it.

If your a dragon trainer, first you could only tame a new born, since even teen Wooly howls are extremely antisocial AND asocial, and will ingnore you if they know that you see trough their disguse (they always know) To socialize with them you will have to provide animal carcasses to them (and if that's to grotesque for you, separated furs, meats and bones also work) for their disgussing, because if you don't do it on their behalf and haven't made a stable bond yet, they will search it themselfs to never return. Do not clean them, they will get extremily grumpy since all of the dirt they spend so much time getting on their skin will wash away, for this same reason they despise the rain, make sure to have a little ("little") hut for them to stay during rainy days. Having skeletons in your closet will get them to like you more, and by that I mean adding some bones to your clothes.

[osaemu]

when they hug you

PAIRING: tartaglia, xiao, venti, kaeya, diluc, zhongli x reader

SYNOPSIS: when is his embrace the most memorable?

CONTENTS: cursing. indirect mentions of death in xiao and zhongli's parts.

childe spins you around in his arms the second he returns home from another one of his missions. you two collapse in the snow, laughing like children and smiling so hard your faces hurt. being in his arms again feels like home — for both of you.

"haven't seen you in a while, hm? c'mon, let's go grab a drink while you tell me all about what's happened while i was gone, yeah?"

xiao pulls you close in the middle of the night when his mind starts to replay every battle he's ever been through, every friend he's lost, and every time he thought it was over for him. his arms find their way around you because he wants to know that you're still there – to ensure you won't slip through his fingers, just like everyone else did.

"just making sure you're stil— ah, i mean, keeping you safe. go back to sleep. oh, me? i don't need that much sleep. don't worry about me."

venti wraps his arms around you whenever he gets the chance. it's usually for comfort or out of laziness — primarily the latter. sometimes he'd just plop down next to you in the tavern and wrap his arms around your shoulders and lay there, drunkenly mumbling something you can't make out until you finally agree to take him home.

"huh, why is everything so blurry?! i can't— don't let me go, or i'll fall! and if i fall then i- huh? you won't let me fall . . . ? good!"

kaeya wraps his arms around your waist when he has a point to prove, whether it's to you or to the world. if he's trying to make a point to someone else, boom, your pretty face is in between his arms as visual credibility. and god forbid that he's trying to make a point to you, because he'll have no problem trapping you in his arms for as long as it takes to get you to agree with him on whatever the matter is.

"tch, is someone getting distracted? eyes up here, babe. look me in the eye while i tell you why i'm right about this."

diluc hugs you long and hard after a shitty day. he probably has a terrible headache and muscles in desperate need of a massage, but your hand trailing down his back makes everything a little more bearable. 

"fuck, my head is killing me. help your boyfriend out and give him a drink or two, yeah? or a massage. actually, i'd prefer that, love. you're the best."

zhongli holds you in his arms when you're about to leave. maybe it's to go to work, maybe you need groceries, and maybe you even just want to step outside. he always wants to make sure that you leave with a good memory of him — having lived for thousands of years, he knows all too well how unpredictable life is. he never wants to have the regret of seeing you for the last time without a smile on your face.

"bye, darling. i'll see you soon, stay safe... yes, i know i say the same thing every time you leave. why shouldn't i?"

AUTHOR'S NOTE: i had a three year long childe phase </3