#but that everyone has to buy in to it for it to work

[draculasstrawhat]

Like, and not to be this guy, but you can buy a Bentley for that price.

Well, not quite.

But when you factor in the shipping, hoop jumping etc, you can have spent enough to buy an actual, genuine, luxury car, that is safe, and aesthetically pleasing, and has a sports car engine, and leather seats, and a crumple zone, and that you’re actually allowed to drive on British roads, won’t land you in court, and which STILL signals to everyone around you that you’ve got more money than sense…

Because, as as already been pointed out, you could also pretty much buy *my house* for that, so…

The absolute fascist brainworms that must have been at work to lead to that precise series of decisions? That would lead someone to waste THAT MUCH money? Astounding.

i'm not one to share posts from GMP but I figured them confiscating an illegal cybertruck would bring people joy

[the-tarot-witch22]

What's coming for you in love in 2025? - Pick a Pile

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Note : This is a general reading or collective reading. It may or may not resonate with you. Please take what resonates and leave what doesn't. And it's totally okay if our energies aren't aligned!

How to pick : Take a deep breath and choose a pile which you feel most connected to! You can choose more than one pile, it just means both pile have messages for you!

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Pile 1:

(The cards I got for you - 10 of pentacles, knight of pentacles, 9 of wands and the fool)

Okay so the very first thing I heard and feel is, "patience" I feel your love life has been stagnant or stuck for quite a while, or you just don't feel like the need to have someone in your life, you are doing things but for your own, and maybe a part of you deep down wishes for the love the craving, soul shattering style. I am feeling this year will bring you luck in your love life, Like you will be meeting someone around the mid year to next year, But what I am feeling is your person, is taking his time, since he has lots going on , nothing to worry about but is like a bit of stress going on in their life, and you as well you need to go through some transitions before you actually come across them. Their energy is very masculine or well balanced. I am also feeling that it will happen when you let go of expectation and embrace the unknown, take the risk, not just stay in your safe cocoon. I am also feeling the person coming is quite something. He is patient, not that romantic in a way, but his actions will prove otherwise, the small little things or big things you will do for you, but for many of you I am seeing you might meet your person this year, and for some of you I am seeing lots of self love and growth, the song i keep channeling is "flowers" by Miley Cyrus , like even though you crave it you are not as desperate for it. "I can buy myself flowers", "talking to myself for hours, say things you don't understand", you got the gist hmm, and this is also very beautiful it proves, that you have the right energy, but do open your heart, take risks, go out, do stuff for yourself, and very unexpectedly you will meet you person.

The zodiac signs i feel prominent in this group are aquarius, earth signs and fire signs especially sagittarius/leo (sun/moon/rising).

Pile 2:

(The cards I got for you - 2 of cups, 3 of pentacles, and 8 of wands)

Okay so the very first thing I feel and heard is, you're definitely gonna encounter someone this year, it's like a divine connection that I am seeing is coming towards you, I am also seeing the connection between you both, is gonna get develop into something more and quickly very soon, the attraction you both feel will be very much mutual, like you both know and realize what you want and its you both, the feelings are so mutual and pure, for some of you I feel you already know who your future spouse is, so I am feeling you might get close to them. or if not then there is just they are more on your thoughts or dreams and EVEN if you don't meet them it will be like your soul recognize it and it will happen very soon for you both. I am also feeling you both might have met at work, education, travel,, or a group kind of project, or shared interest, and if not you might meet there. I am also feeling you will learn a lot, from this experience, or from them it's not a superficial kind of love it's a love and feeling that is very deep. I am also hearing that is meant to be! I am also feeling that this connection is soulmate connection and you share something deep! I am also feeling from seeing the cards that this union is gonna be life changing and it will change your perception of love and how you see it.

The zodiac signs i feel prominent in this group are scorpio, cancer, pisces, virgo and fire signs especially sagittarius and aries. (sun/moon/rising).

Pile 3:

(The cards I got for you - 9 of wands, the sun, king of swords and the 3 of cups)

Okay so the very first thing I heard and feel is that you guys are SUPER independent, like yeah I can do that i don't need no one type of thing. You might have been a real people pleaser, but I am seeing you are trying to over come it and you also stand up for yourself which is very good thing, and in relationships i feel you haven't had much luck and many of you didn't even had boyfriend or this, but this just means god has some special plans for you. I am also feeling you can't tolerate bullshit of others, you are not the person to stay if someone is being intolerable. And that's a good thing. I am also seeing that you guys have CHANGED IN PAST FEW YEARS which is a good thing for you. Okay, I also got the message that some of you here might had one or two relationships but not serious, many of you don't even know what love is like (not saying that's a bad thing) just typing out the things I channel. So, now let's dive deeper, I am also feeling that this year particularly will bring a change in your life which will be TURNING YOUR LIFE UPSIDE down, maybe you realize who is your person, there will be signs, SO i am seeing and feeling that you don't ignore them at ALL. you will be seeing lots of 11:11, 222 and 444 but also feathers and butterflies. I am also feeling that the change will be so full of happiness, you might not even see it coming in a way. After all, universe has a plan and works in mysterious ways. I am also feeling that in love there is someone coming towards the end of the year mostly fall or in October, I am also feeling the person will be very intelligent and confident, they are like a life of party. I am also feeling when you come across them, you might be celebrating something like you got A job, you passed your exams, you launched your business. They are also very intellectual, and it's gonna transform your life in a very good way.

The prominent zodiac signs are - fire signs and air signs, sun/moon/rising.

Thank you for stopping by! Take care and remember you are loved <3

[misstycloud]

Yan! Sick Young master x caretaker reader.

Yandere!Young Master who you were brought in to care for. He was known for being exceedingly difficult; his family never managed to hire someone for more than three months, they all got fed up at some point and left as soon as they received their last pay check.

Yandere!Young Master who has a lot of conditions that leaves him unstable. He is not even able to go outside and he rarely eats. Luckily he has his old-money family who cares about him just enough to hire help instead of letting him slowly rot away in a secluded part of the mansion.

Yandere!Young Master who screamed and threw stuff at you the first few times you met. He said he wanted you to leave him alone, that you could even skip work but receive the paycheck anyway(his family wouldn’t notice if you neglected your duties) if you so wished. All he wanted was to be by his lonesome. He never had anyone in his youth and it would remain that way when he was an adult and until the day he died.

This young master was truly troublesome.

Yandere!Young Master that you decided to care for despite his bad temper and hurtful insults. He called you foul names, compared you to filth and made your job a lot harder than it needed to be. Even physical violence like pulling your hair and throwing(more) objects in your direction was not off the table. There was no one to aid you during the especially difficult days since the already-limited staff the house had avoided both you and the young mater like the plague. Staying clear of him was understandable, he had tormented them as well, and they refused to interact with you in fear of you requesting back-up. When they saw a way out they took it, it was as simple as that.

Still, you felt sad for the young master. He had not had the easiest life and was shunned by everyone around him. It really did seem that money could not truly buy everything one needed; the deprivation of support had created his sour personality. While it seemed nice, you didn’t feel like it was right to leech of money you didn’t earn. You wanted to help the broken young man, maybe he would be able to live a somewhat earnest life.

You weren’t sure if you did it because you had somehow come to care for the ill-mannered man, or if it was to satisfy your own need to feel like a good person. Whatever it was, it drove you to try harder than ever to win the young master’s trust.

Yandere!Young Master who was stumped. He did not understand why you treated him so kindly after all the abuse he put you through(yes, he knew he acted horrible but didn’t find it in himself to care). It didn’t make any sense. Why were you approaching him and asking him personal questions while the rest of the staff avoided his room like a bomb had been planted inside? Whenever you’d ask about his hobbies and tastes he’d simply respond with a snarky, “Why the hell do you care?” But no matter how rude he was to you, you never buzzed off like he’d so desperately wanted in the beginning.

Yandere!Young Master who didn’t want you to leave anymore. Truth be told, you made his days feel a lot more worthy than they should’ve been. You're like a breath of fresh air. No servant he's ever had was in your likeness. It seemed like you genuinely cared for him, which is in big contrast to the others.

Yandere!Young Master who began to treat you more kindly. It was subtle in the beginning; he didn't insult you as much, until it stopped all together; he no longer tried to hurt you during his tantrums; the young master eventually started to compliment you at times wether it be your clothes or how you did your hair that day.

Yandere!Young Master who now regarded you as irreplaceable. You had bursted into his monotone life and brought light with you. He could actually smile for once. With you near he didn't feel like he was constantly rotting and had been encouraged enough to wander outside- something he hadn't even though about doing prior to your encounter. You helped him of course and provided safety and stability. He adored getting to cling to you with every finer of his being. Thanks to you he regained his appetite and was growing stronger every day. The young master wouldn't admit it to anyone but his favourite time of day was now mealtime, it was because you would feed him yourself. He would often stare into your eyes without breaking eye-contact whilst you fed him. There was just something so sensual about it. Just the though had him shiver in delight.

Yandere!Young Master who went absolutely ballistic as he suspected you might have a lover. He had overheard you speak to the only male servant right outside his door when you thought he was asleep. He made you laugh- HIM, the good-for-nothing servant boy who never did his job right! What did you see in him? Well, you saw enough to want a date with him. The young master could not stand for it. His blood boiled, how could you seduce him and become the most important person in his life if you were just going to whore yourself out for mere peasants? Did you think you could simply leave him like nothing had happened? Fuck that made him furious.

Yandere!Young Master who reverted back to his old personality, without you understanding why. Now he was mean and ill-mannered again. Every ounce of respect you had earned through hard work and long months had flown out the window in an instant.

Though it stung to see your hopeless expression when he swore at you, he knew it needed to be done. You had to be taught that you couldn't mess with someone's life and abandon them easily. You belonged to him now and he will keep you even if that's not what you desire.

[hotchnersangel]

BUT SHE’S LOOKING AT YOU.

Aaron Hotchner.

cw: It girl!reader x aaron, you’re just so hot everyone wants u tbh, alcohol, men.

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You are aware that you were attractive, you never had any struggle getting attention from the public, not growing up, not in college and certainly not now. It was rare, apparently, to have both intelligence and beauty but you didn't believe it defined you and your capabilities. Though, it shocked people when you told them your job. They assumed you modelled or were a social media influencer or something of sorts, some guy even told you that your beauty was being wasted on working for the FBI. Yeah, saving people's lives is realllyyy unattractive.

The team was out in a celebratory drink for finishing a rough case, even Aaron had joined the team this time. He didn't often come out but he liked it when he did, he liked spending time with the team, with you, outside of working hours. Though, he disliked having to watch men goggle their eyes at you.

Rossi ordered drinks and a bar tender brought an extra one over.

"Sorry, I didn't order that." Rossi exclaimed and gestured to the drink in the bartenders hand.

"Oh, it was sent by the man at the bar for you." She eclaimed looking at you, you widened your eye and looked to the bar, seeing a man wink at you.

"Lovely..." you said sheepishly and pushed it away, back to her. "Am I okay to send it back?"

The bartender smiles and nods at you, as you watch her walk away and you look back to the team embarasssed.

"Hey pretty lady's on the radar." Morgan exclaimed and you shoot him a look, shifting in your seat and looking at Aaron who was already watching you.

"You act like it's not always like this," Emily shrugs and sips her drink as you protest, "honey, I don't blame them, I'd buy you a drink if you so much as breathed in my direction."

You laugh at her dramatic comment and shook your head. "I appreciate the praise but really I'm not interested."

"By him or by anyone because in the time we've known you, you've been hit on by all of us combined and tripled." JJ laughs and sips her drink, genuinely curious.

"You're dramatic," you say softly, "but, it doesn't mean that I don't want a relationship just... I don't like the men that hit on me I guess." You shrug, looking at Aaron.

"Some of the men are absolutely delicious sweetie, you can't deny that." Garcia argues excitedly.

Morgan seems to catch on. "Oh, oh."

"What?" you ask him curiously.

"Pretty lady over here has a crush." He smirks and the others gasp with excitement at the gossip.

"I'm getting another drink." You stand up and go to the bar, Aaron getting out to follow you. You both head to the bar and order your drinks, Aaron paying.

"You didn't have to pay," you smile at him, ignoring the glances being thrown in your direction from well... everywhere.

"No but I wanted to." He shrugs and looks at you as your drinks are getting prepared. "You look beautiful by the way."

You blush and look down them back up at him, grinning widely. "Thank you. So do you."

You thank the bartender but make no move to leave the bar to return to the table just yet, looking back at Aaron. "You're different with me, why?"

"What do you mean?" You smile as you look at him, you knew what he meant.

"You know what I mean. You don’t seem to be sending the drink I bought you back.” He smirks slightly and you laugh, looking into his eyes.

“I feel safe with you.” You shrug and sip your drink. “Plus, you’re double the man these are.”

He raises a brow at you. “How so?”

You sigh and look at him. “A girl wants to be considered more than ‘hot’, to be called more than ‘sexy’ in her lifetime.” You shrug and look up at him.

“While I appreciate the sentiment, you make me feel beautiful.” You say softly looking at him, tilting your head as you admire his face.

He smiles at you, a genuine smile as he places his hand on your lower back, guiding you back to the table. Sitting opposite you once more. You join in a conversation with Emily, Garcia, Spencer and JJ.

Aaron on the other hand id being smirked at by Morgan and Rossi. “Don’t.”

“Oh- we don’t have to say anything.” Rossi smirks, with a knowing look as he raises his glass to Aaron.

“You’re in the big L Hotch,” Morgan chuckles, shaking his head.

“Everybody watches her… she is probably the most wanted woman here tonight. I have no chance.” Hotch shakes his head.

“Everybody may be watching her, but she’s looking at you.”

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[kerkhofbloemen]

It has nothing to do with the corruption of individuals, though that doesn't help of course. Huge inequality leading to eventual oligocracy is a feature of a perfect capitalist system, not a bug. I think you mean by your ideal capitalist system, a heavily regulated capitalist system, where legal rules prevent capitalists from doing with their capital whatever they please.

The reason why this is so, is rent. In every production step, rent needs to be generated to entice capitalists to invert their capital. If not, they wouldn't bother. Capitalist investors who manage to squeeze more rent out of their investments than the competition, accumulate more capital than the competition, which allows them to grow faster and do more investments than the competition. Very soon you end up with monopolies, and once that happens, there is no limit to the explotation both of consumers and of workers, and wealth concentration increases even more, all the way up until extreme inequality is established.

Say you have a capitalist who is a decent human being and so who wants to pay a fair wage, or not damage the environment with their factory. They will soon get outcompeted. The sharks will always come out on top. Even if 99% of the people is thoroughly decent, the 1% that isn't will come out winning.

The only thing that can prevent this outcome is regulations, like antitrust laws and minimum wages and environmental laws. Regulations that capitalists work tirelessly to get lifted, that goes without saying. So they lobby with politicians if not outright buy them out, and they buy newspapers and social media to convince consumers and workers that lifting regulations is in their best interest as well. Like turkeys voting for Christmas. Of course, the bigger the capital, the more influence a capitalist can buy.

So yes, we need to set up systems that don't allow the greed of the few to spoil things for everyone else, but that system will not be capitalism.

[baepsays]

Birthday Traditions . happy birthday Geto Suguru :3

It is the longest and oldest tradition for Suguru to get soba noodles with his closest people, his loved ones the night before his birthday. And when the clock strikes 12 am, and it is officially 3rd February, they go back to one of their places and celebrate. But in recent years a new tradition has become his favorite birthday tradition. 

His favorite tradition is relatively new; it is comparably more recent than getting soba with his friends, and to have Satoru try to steal noodles from his portions as Nanami scolds Satoru, while everyone laughs at the ordeal. 

He liked traditions, rituals and habits. Patterns he could comfortably fall back into, people he could rely on without hesitation— but it is not that he is the most keen on new things. Though it was an entirely different story when he celebrated his 22nd birthday with you, it was the first birthday he spent with you. Back then you two had just met, in fact it was particularly that day he first met you. Now he thinks it was a birthday gift from the universe itself (he deserved it after all the shit universe has put him through.)

Suguru did not have plans for that particular birthday, except for the soba plans, which also fell through when no one could make it because of finals, and then also Satoru's mother got sick so he had a lot on his plate. He was not even expecting them to reschedule, but they did somehow visit him with a surprise birthday cake at the end of the day. But before that when he was mulling over the fact he had to spend his birthday all by himself, it just added onto the waves of despair he has been going through recently. So despite it all, he decided to go out and get soba my himself that night before it was officially his birthday. 

And after paying for his meal on his way out of the shop, he saw a person drop their wallet by the door while walking out—that's when he met you. He ran after you, and like any normal person you got spooked by a 6 feet tall man running after you with some sort of urgency and made a run for you safety. Took him a while, and a lot of explaining to make you realize he is not some creep, but actually just trying to return your wallet. 

As hilarious the entire interaction was to him, he understood when you profusely apologized to him, evidently embarrassed. So he didn't deny you when you offered to repay him back for his generosity. 

“How about you accompany me to the park and get some ice cream with me? I'd call it even then.” 

And that's how Suguru's favorite birthday tradition started. Going on a stroll when the clock strikes 12.00 AM on the third of February, when it is officially his birthday, and have you buy him ice cream. The one and only time he does not fight you to his death to not let you pay, or manhandles you into being unable to reach for the bill— is when you two go out to get him his birthday ice cream.

Which is definitely his favorite birthday tradition, though as sweet as the ice cream may be, it's the little whispers of  ‘happy birthday baby’ and little pecks throughout the day which are sweetest to him.

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[qqueenofhades]

im sure you've gotten a lot of messages like this, but i was in such a bad anxiety and ocd spiral over the weekend (especially over musk's bullshit), but your posts and rationality helped me not only continue contacting my reps but also to be able to breathe for the first time in what's felt like a week. so i guess i just wanna say thank you for spreading courage in a sea of doomscrolling ❤️

Hey, you're welcome! Be kind to yourself right now if you can. Things suck an absolutely monumental amount and in absolutely every direction, but we still have to take a deep breath, go "okay you rancid shitgobblers, time to get fucked" (or, uh, similar motivational slogans) and do what we can. It has worked and it can work. We cannot stop all of it, but we can stop some of it and buy time (those midterm elections in 2026 will come up fast, we also need to be ready for those) and prevent the absolute worst-case scenario from happening. Arguably we have already had proof that if we keep it up, we can do just that, and that, as Gandalf would say, is an encouraging thought. There are other forces at work in this world, Frodo, besides the will of evil.

It may be because I am a historian and thus inclined to take the long view on principle, but we will still have to live our daily lives and ground and center ourselves and find joy even in the middle of All This. As I have said in previous posts, the fascists' whole shtick right now is to paralyze you with fear and anger and helplessness, so the very fact that you were able to pull yourself out of the doomspiral and get back to doing the work means that they failed! Hey, they failed! With you and with everyone who has been able to swear a lot, spit out some teeth, and get back up and go on. That is not a small or easy thing to do, but it is also necessary. I am proud of you for doing it.

Anyway, thanks for this kind message, and I am very glad to have been able to help you and others on ye olde blue hellsite. That means something, I think. So yes.

[starrygazers]

if touch could speak.

˖ ࣪⭑ ⸱ I'm working on a longer fantasy au piece for Mydei that I hopefully will see to finish :c also procrastinating on studying for my midterms lol. also I'm sorry if I write about Mydei's immortality a lot I hope it doesn't get repetitive lol, I just love this aspect of his character and I think it has so much potential

˖ ࣪⭑ ⸱ tags : hurt with comfort? established relationship, Mydei's touch-starved lol

˖ ࣪⭑ ⸱ featuring : Mydei x gn! reader

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

His hands are rough. They've wielded spears, taken countless of lives, and crawled back from death.

He doesn't belong among the dead or the living. Castorice looks at him like he's an anomaly, because he knows. His hands have knocked on death's door time and time again, and it never opened for him.

He doubts it ever will. Castorice never meets his eyes.

Mydeimos has learned from the past, taking his experience and applying it for the future that he knows he'll live to see. If everyone around him is doomed to agony, then he will keep to himself. If he is destined to walk a path paved from the bodies of his loved ones, comrades, teachers, and kingdom, then he will build walls as tall as the gods he worshipped.

He'll stay by his lonesome, where he can't hurt anyone else. Where no one else can hurt him. The only touch that he delivers is that of death, a warrior's farewell, from the tip of his spear.

Mydeimos has always fared himself a strong warrior. He didn't know his defense could crumble so easily, in such a short time, by just a mere touch from you.

Then again, he is a warrior of Castrum Kremnos, once thought to be undefeated, crumbling under the touch of a god, and he thinks you're a deity.

When you touch his cheek, Mydeimos feels warmth course through his body. It's a different kind of fire ─ not so much the adrenaline he gets during battle. It's a softer, kinder, gentler fire. It doesn't swallow him whole, it blooms slowly, leaving curious tingles where your skin ends and his starts.

When he leans his head to your touch, he feels rejuvenated. He thinks back of the lessons he had as a child ─ this must be what the gods feel when they drink ambrosia. A sweet sensation he wishes would last forever.

When he takes your hand in his, he feels something he rarely has the chance of holding ─ life. Your pulse, blood coursing through you. You're here, whole, with your warm smile and soft words.

Mydeimos' hands are rough. They've wielded spears, taken countless of lives, and crawled back from death. Yet, when he wraps his arms around your frame and pulls you closer to him, he hopes that it can convey the things his pride would never allow him to say:

I love you, please stay.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

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[introvertbard]

@fairykukla I just realized I typed this huge thing up on the wrong blog, so if I've reblogged your stuff already from my writing blog, sorry! Also, my post has been HEAVILY updated to account for preindustrial armies, camp followers, and "everyone who knows anything about horses is begging people to at least look at the Wikipedia page about ''medieval warhorses!' Stop using modern, chunky, and ridiculously tall farm-horses like Shires and Percherons as the "noble destriers" of medieval times!" https://www.tumblr.com/jadevine/739342239113871360/now-for-a-key-aspect-that-many-people-often-ask

Remember that in True Grit, Blackie most likely didn't cover a 40-mile trek to reach a doctor--he collapses after the first day, and Rooster has to shoot him for a mercy-kill before he and Mattie continue on foot. This is likely because Blackie was overloaded with two riders, one of whom was critically injured.

You have:

-Rooster, a middle-aged/old man (in his forties in the book, and played by actors in their sixties in the movies). He can ride, but he will not have his former endurance from when he was twenty or thirty. Rooster is also busy HOLDING MATTIE ON THE HORSE, because she's been bitten by a snake and can't ride properly. In the 2010 version, after Blackie's died and Rooster has to run the normal way, he can't even make that last sprint to the house they come across: He has to shoot his gun to wake everyone up and he just wheezes, "I have grown old."

-Mattie, a teenager suffering a snakebite. Mattie is fourteen and she might be lighter than a grown woman, but snakebites mean you CANNOT exert yourself too much, or you will die faster... like, say, with horse-riding. After a few hours, the OTHER problem with snakebite happens: Mattie starts hallucinating. This makes her as good as a sack of potatoes on a horse.

I would guess the group covered a regular 20-30 miles on horse, and after Blackie died, they went that last 10 or so miles on foot. But the end result is the same--at a given point, you are drenched in sweat, EVERYTHING in your body hurts, and at some point you will not be able to put one foot in front of the other anymore.

Many historical writers refer to a horse being "blown" or "blown out" when it's at this point, but just as many writers bluntly say "the horse collapsed," or "the horse couldn't go any longer."

Also, while we're talking about Westerns and horses, here's a terrible writing note to keep in mind: SOMETIMES HORSES GET NOSEBLEEDS FROM HEAVY EXERTION. If you really need that grimness for a (near-)death scene--or alternately, if you need a clear and emphatic sign that your character's horse is in trouble and YOU NEED TO STOP MOVING THIS INSTANT--then throw a nosebleed into the scene, and riders in the audience will know that You Mean Business.

When you ride a horse to death (both theirs and your own), it's an ugly death.

But if you, the writer, don't WANT your character/character's-horse to die, you just need them to STOP RIGHT NOW, STOPPPPP--and they will recover in time. That help might be full-on bedrest (RIDING A HORSE IS A FUCKING WORKOUT!!!), or it might "just" be getting someone to cook/buy food, support them while they limp around to the bathroom and kitchen, etc. Being fit and prime-aged will help a LOT with recovery!

Teens and young adults can bounce back amazingly fast, if nothing's broken or bleeding. They could easily start recovering to the level of "household tasks and basic horse care" in a few days. But a very young child who hasn't hit puberty yet, or an older person who's starting to collect gray hairs or wrinkles, is probably gonna be closer to the "full bedrest" side of recovery for a while.

If you are LESS LUCKY, you'll recover... just not to your former abilities. I keep repeating this, but riding is a full-body workout! I imagine you can basically say ANYTHING got knocked around, and it won't work right anymore.

"The Character's legs hurt. They can still walk and ride, but for long trips or hard gallops, they need painkillers / rest."

"The Character's lungs are worn out--if they start wheezing, pull them off the fucking horse, or they'll fall off."

"The Character rode their horse for so long that they fell and hit their head. They mostly got better, but [insert concussion or traumatic brain injury]."

"The Character rode their horse for so long that that they fell and broke their arm/leg. They need a brace/cane now."

And for emotional trauma where your MIND got knocked around and won't work right, it's entirely possible to say that, "Character didn't want to ride anymore." or "Character stopped riding after their horse died, and it took them years to get another one."

Modern riders are constantly dealing with emotional trauma after an accident, so in preindustrial times where horses were both EXPENSIVE and NECESSARY, that trauma would be especially deep.

Preindustrial travel, and long explanations on why different distances are like that

I saw a post on my main blog about how hiking groups need to keep pace with their slowest member, but many hikers mistakenly think that the point of hiking is "get from Point A to Point B as fast as possible" instead of "spending time outdoors in nature with friends," and then they complain that a new/less-experienced/sick/disabled hiker is spoiling their time-frame by constantly needing breaks, or huffing and puffing to catch up.

I run into a related question of "how long does it take to travel from Point A to Point B on horseback?" a lot, as a fantasy writer who wants to be SEMI-realistic; in the Western world at least, our post-industrial minds have largely forgotten what it's like to travel, both on our own feet and in groups.

People ask the new writer, "well, who in your cast is traveling? Is getting to Point B an emergency or not? What time of year is it?", and the newbies often get confused as to why they need so much information for "travel times." Maybe new writers see lists of "preindustrial travel times" like a primitive version of Google Maps, where all you need to do is plug in Point A and Point B.

But see, Google Maps DOES account for traveling delays, like different routes, constructions, accidents, and weather; you as the person will also need to figure in whether you're driving a car versus taking a bus/train, and so you'll need to figure out parking time or waiting time for the bus/train to actually GET THERE.

The difference between us and preindustrial travelers is that 1) we can outsource the calculations now, 2) we often travel for FUN instead of necessity.

The general rule of thumb for preindustrial times is that a healthy and prime-aged adult on foot, or a rider/horse pair of fit and prime-aged adults, can usually make 20-30 miles per day, in fair weather and on good terrain.

Why is this so specific? Because not everyone in preindustrial times was fit, not everyone was healthy, not everyone was between the ages of 20-35ish, and not everyone had nice clear skies and good terrain to travel on.

If you are too far below 18 years old or too far past 40, at best you will need either a slower pace or more frequent breaks to cover the same distance, and at worst you'll cut the travel distance in half to 10 or so miles. Too much walking is VERY BAD on too-young/old knees, and teenagers or very short adults may just have short legs even if they're fine with 8-10 hours of actual walking. Young children may get sick of walking and pitch a fit because THEY'RE TIREDDDDDDDDDD, and then you might need to stay put while they cry it out, or an adult may sigh and haul them over their shoulder (and therefore be weighed down by about 50lbs of Angry Child).

Heavy forests, wetlands and rocky hills/mountains are also going to be a much shorter "distance." For forests or wetlands, you have to account for a lot of villagers going "who's gonna cut down acres of trees for one road? NOT ME," or "who's gonna drain acres of swamp for one road? NOT ME." Mountainous regions have their traveling time eaten by going UP, or finding a safer path that goes AROUND.

If you are traveling in winter or during a rainstorm (and this inherently means you HAVE NO CHOICE, because nobody in preindustrial times would travel in bad weather if they could help it), you run the high risk of losing your way and then dying of exposure or slipping and breaking your neck, just a few miles out of the town/village.

And now for the upper range of "traveling on horseback!"

Fully mounted groups can usually make 30-40 miles per day between Point A and Point B, but I find there are two unspoken requirements: "Point B must have enough food for all those people and horses," and "the mounted party DOESN'T need to keep pace with foot soldiers, camp followers, or supply wagons."

This means your mounted party would be traveling to 1) a rendezvous point like an ally's camp or a noble's castle, or 2) a town/city with plenty of inns. Maybe they're not literally going 30-40 miles in one trip, but they're scouting the area for 15-20 miles and then returning to their main group. Perhaps they'd be going to an allied village, but even a relatively small group of 10-20 warhorses will need 10-20 pounds of grain EACH and 20-30 pounds of hay EACH. 100-400 pounds of grain and 200-600 pounds of hay for the horses alone means that you need to stash supplies at the village beforehand, or the village needs to be a very large/prosperous one to have a guaranteed large surplus of food.

A dead sprint of 50-60 miles per day is possible for a preindustrial mounted pair, IF YOU REALLY, REALLY HAVE TO. Moreover, that is for ONE day. Many articles agree that 40 miles per day is already a hard ride, so 50-60 miles is REALLY pushing the envelope on horse and rider limits.

NOTE: While modern-day endurance rides routinely go for 50-100 miles in one day, remember that a preindustrial rider will not have the medical/logistical support that a modern endurance rider and their horse does.

If you say "they went fifty miles in a day" in most preindustrial times, the horse and rider's bodies will get wrecked. Either the person, their horse, or both, risk dying of exhaustion or getting disabled from the strain.

Whether you and your horse are fit enough to handle it and "only" have several days of defenselessness from severe pain/fatigue (and thus rely on family/friends to help you out), or you die as a heroic sacrifice, or you aren't QUITE fit enough and become disabled, or you get flat-out saved by magic or another rider who volunteers to go the other half, going past 40 miles in a day is a "Gondor Calls For Aid" level of emergency.

As a writer, I feel this kind of feat should be placed VERY carefully in a story: Either at the beginning to kick the plot off, at the climax to turn the tide, or at the end.

Preindustrial people were people--some treated their horses as tools/vehicles, and didn't care if they were killed or disabled by pushing them to their limits, but others very much cared for their horses. They needed to keep them in working condition for about 15-20 years, and they would not dream of doing this without a VERY good reason.

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Sean: Ares. You alright?

Ares: We should get a new couch.

Sean: We just got the couch.

Ares: It doesn't match the aesthetic here.

Sean: The ah-what?

Ares: I’ll start looking at new couches.

Sean: I mean if your dad says yes but I’m not lifting it in here.

Ares: That’s fine. C-Can someone change the song please?

Sean: But I like this song-

Ares: Please!

Sean: Alright! Alright!

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Sean: He’s acting weird. Wantin’ to buy a new couch. The hell? 

Gum: Why are we looking at couches? Oh my god, you got an apartment! You did, didn’t you?

Ares: Huh? No! I think we need a new couch. The one we have has bad vibes.

Gum: I like that couch.

Ares: Don’t sit on it.

Gum: What? Why??

Ares: Just don’t dude!

Gum: Did you… On the couch?? In this establishment? 

Ares: STOP SAYING COUCH!

Gum: Well who was it?

Ares: Who do you think?!

Gum: Gabriel?!

Ares: NO! He’s straight, I’m straight.

Gum: Sure.

Ares: Bro- 

Gum: You had sex with the cashier from the boba shop?

Ares: Now you’re being a troll.

Gum: Ok but who??

Ares: Dan. It was Dan.

Gum: AH! I see. Cool. So are y’all a thing now?

Ares: Nope. Hasn’t talked to me since. 

Gum: Daaaang. That’s tough.

Ares: …

Gum: Sorry! Hey, if you want, I can help you send her a text message.

Ares: God this is so embarrassing.

Gum: Everyone’s been there! I know I’ve had my fair share of experiences although they never texted me back… Gimme ya phone.

Ares: Try not to look through my shit.

Gum: I’m gonna install a virus for that ya grump.

Ares: [ mumbles ] Sorry.

Gum: Come.

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Gum: Here. Read it before you send it.

Ares: Thanks.

Gum: Tried to make it sound like you. You text like a grandpa by the way.

Ares: Do I really?

Gum: Yeah-uh. We’ll work on it.

[acti-veg]

I’ve been admiring the success of animal agriculture industry shills on this platform for a while now, so I’d like to share my own price list for any potential interested parties:

£5: I will pretend that I own a leather coat passed down in my family since WWI.

£12: I will forget that any other materials exist besides leather, wool and plastic. For an extra £2, I’ll also shame some poor people who can’t afford to buy animal fabrics in the process.

£15: I will (with a straight face) claim that I only eat cheeseburgers because some indigenous people have to hunt to survive. Alternatively, I can claim that food deserts are the reason I eat meat, despite me not living anywhere near one.

£20: I will weaponise whatever social justice issue is in vogue at the time. I can pretend I believe quinoa is picked by child slaves, vegans eating soy is responsible for deforestation, or that the mere suggestion that animals should have rights is racist or ableist. Enough people who also secretly feel bad about not being vegan will share it uncritically that it’ll drown out anyone offering a sensible rebuttal.

£30: While professing to be a leftist, I will abandon all of my existing anti-capitalist values as soon as animal agriculture is mentioned, and argue for a level of trust in corporate entities that would make a Republican blush. When questioned about this inconsistency, I’ll silence my critics up by asking them if they’ve ever worked on a farm. The fact that I haven’t either will hopefully never come up.

£50: I will make a series of claims about how vegans are destroying the environment. I will make sure these posts appear in the vegan tag, then react with shock and fury when vegans respond to it. I will not be asked for a source, but if I am, I will respond with a 1989 study published in Big Beef Magazine, while insisting on an impossible burden of proof for anyone trying to disprove my claims. No one will question this.

£100: I’ll pretend that I think that veganism is only for rich, white, able-bodied people. When people who don’t fit that stereotype tell me I’m erasing them, I will ignore and/or block them. I’ll have to also pretend that I think beef is less expensive than rice, beans or lentils. When someone calls me out on this, I’ll just move goal the goalposts and start ranting about how not everyone has time to cook. I’ll need another £5 to forget how to read every time someone quotes the Vegan Society definition at me.

Anyway please get back to me if you’re interested; we’ve started pretending fur is sustainable now too so I’ve got my eye on a humane (lmao) mink coat. Chat soon my problematic faves, as a huge lover of leather it would be a genuine pleasure to lick your boot.

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To the people being disgustingly entitled about a $10 digital ticket for a production that has taken three years to work on, that the cast and crew have worked so hard to make accessible for people with a FREE release later this year on YouTube, I hope you go touch some grass and think about yourself.

Creatives don’t get paid enough as it is, the crowdfunding goes into the creation of a product, not filling the pockets of everyone who worked on it. They do not deserve to be sworn at and indirected for using the same system that the company has used for YEARS.

Anyways, buy a digital ticket for Space Baby if you can afford it! If not, it’ll be released on YouTube later this year! Not a paywall, just supporting the artists :)

[sillymommy6969]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ SPUN TOGETHER ᝰ! L.R.

your superhero love story with spider-man lara!

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ ❪ ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠. ❫ ｡ spiderman!lara x f!r 𖥔 fluff, spiderman + idol au ── disclaimers: mentions of violence, injuries, kissing, slow burn ／ ℭatalogue

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who is your roommate in the dorm, the hilarious and talented woman who loves showing you brainrot because she is helplessly, chronically online and absolutely adored the way you’re not as involved in internet culture

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, whose favourite thing to do is cuddle you in her bed, watching bad reality tv together while everyone else in the dorm is deep in slumber

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, the vocal prodigy and core member of rising global pop group, katseye, whom you sometimes catch sneaking out the door late at night, then coming back in through your window early the next morning. you never ask her about it, not wanting to get her in trouble. you just assumed she had a girl/boyfriend she was sneaking out to see

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who sometimes gets random cuts and bruises from “dance practice” and tells you it’s nothing

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, whose favourite party trick was to stand back facing you and asking you to throw empty beer bottles at her, assuring you and swearing on every god she could that she would be able to dodge it before it hits her. you’re always too scared you’ll hurt her, but end up doing it anyway and it never failed to impress you the way she just catches it in her hand no matter what angle you throw it at

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who only lets you call her by her nickname and gets visibly annoyed if anybody else uses it

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who has the most amazing music taste. one of her love languages being gift-giving, you have a collection of songs she made or compiled into cds for you. she had zero art skills, but would still handmake the covers every time. “happy birthday special girl, i love you. xoxo, raja”

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who shoved her mask under her pillow and puts a hoodie and sweats on to cover up her suit when she heard you coming down the hall

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who calls you paranoid when you ask her why she refused to uncross her arms, but then instantly feels bad when you leave the room with a questioning look

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who knows you hate spiders (lol)

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who has a sixth sense when it comes to you feeling down. always the first to notice when you’d come home from practice sluggish and off. when you’re feeling burnt out from work, she always leaves your favourite candy bar on your bed to find when you come home. she would never come home with you after schedules, but she made sure you always woke up to her greeting you with a fresh, steaming cup of coffee--just the way you liked it

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who has to wash the blood out of her suit in the shower with her so she wouldn’t get caught

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, whom disappears in the middle of rehearsal or won’t return from a bathroom break during your appearance on national tv for some unknown reason. when she’d come back, her hair would be slightly ruffled, she was often out of breath and her root disheveled. the girls always teased her about looking like she just “got some”

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who doesn’t like leaving you in the dark, but would never forgive herself if you got hurt because of her

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who is your rock, your heart and soul, your partner in crime. music was a cutthroat industry, and she was your single greatest inspiration as an artist

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who surprises you with silly little dates--which she insisted are just “chances to escape work” and you’d always feel just the slightest bit disappointed at her reaction to you teasing her about it being a date

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who takes you out to the movies, buys you dinner and pays for everything--but no, not a date, just some good ol’ roommate hospitality

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who would drop everything, including being spider-woman, if you asked her to. she adored her job protecting the city of Los Angelas, but she adored you more

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who can’t help but feel a little guilty when you ranted on about how dangerous spider-woman’s duties were, and how you would be so constantly worried for her if you knew her in real life

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who calls you a million pet names, but only ever sticks to one for the other girls--pretty girl, sweet thing, beautiful, lovely, hon, doll, peach, angel… her favourite definitely being “my girl”

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, your kind, easygoing roommate, sending you mixed signals and keeping you up at night with some of the things she says: “don’t even worry about the bill, pretty, i’ll get it.”/“come on, sweet thing, i ran you a bath.”/“everything will be okay, i’m here for you.”/“i love you.”

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who just couldn’t keep her mind off you, even when she’s sitting alone on the ledge of some building looking down at LA’s busy city

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA realizing she was falling in love with you when you locked eyes with her one time at a crime scene you were unluckily caught up in. her heart sunk, and she didn’t even hesitate choosing to whisk you away instead of staying to make sure the perp was rightfully arrested

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who nearly revealed her identity when she went out of her way to make sure you were so far away from the dangers of the mugging happening three streets over. you had so many questions for spider-woman when she slung you to safety, and definitely lots of gratitude for her dedication to protecting you and the city, but she couldn’t answer in fear of you recognizing her smooth, soothing voice

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who knows you’re growing suspicious of her behaviour when you started asking her about her absence and odd injuries more often

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA having to make a tough decision once when dealing with the Lizard. you were caught in the crossfire, on the way home from an individual schedule at Geffen. it was pure chaos, the girls were soundly at home, so lara hoped for the best and prayed you were with them safely harboured at the dorm. though many people were injured and a lot of damage was caused, spider-woman had to let the lizard escape her bloody clutches because she got an emergency phone call from the hospital

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, your emergency contact, dropped everything and showed up to the hospital within minutes

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who lousily jumped into her civilian clothes in a supply closet, her top backwards and her fly unzipped to run through the halls and knock over doctors and nurses like her life depended on it and ambush the receptionist asking which one was your room

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA was super relieved when she bursted into your room. you jumped, your hand over your racing heart as she slowly stepped into the room towards your doctor, whom shot the red-headed woman a disapproving glare for the havoc caused. but she didn’t care, all she needed to see was that you were awake and well

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who nearly felt herself cry when you told her you just got hit in the head by a street sign, that the head injury you sustained would be gone within the next week or so. you started joking about the fans wondering if sophia was truly turning into a strict mother, but when she didn’t laugh at your teasing the way she usually did, you noticed her jaw was tight and her eyes brimmed with tears

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA had a hundred injuries of her own on her body, the most prominent one at the corner of her lips

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who brushed you off when you reached out to cradle her cheeks, asking what had happened. her behaviour was really worrying you now, and you can’t let yourself believe the “being clumsy at dance practice” excuse anymore. she simply grabbed your wrist gently and moved away from your palms, asking your doctor so many questions you were sure the man would quit after that day

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who insisted on carrying your bag out the ER. she wouldn’t take no for an answer when she took off her black and red racing jacket for you, even when you told her you were kind of hot in the Californian sun

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA refused to let you do anything when you got home. the girls bombarded you with questions and gestures of concern, and whilst you were distracted in answering the dozens of questions thrown your way, she went off to make you a cup of herbal tea; the kind her mother gave her a box of for when she’s sick and injured

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who froze when she heard you talking about your encounter with spider-woman the week prior

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who felt her chest tighten and her palms sweat when you mentioned how tender and caring she was, contrary to what the media had portrayed her to be

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who cowered in the kitchen, just listening to you talk about your hero in such an admirable light. when daniela made a comment about spider-woman not being able to protect you this time, she felt angry at herself

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who couldn’t sleep that night

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who laid awake, you nuzzling your face into her neck in her bed after you fell asleep to some ridiculous new dating show. she breathed in the faint scent of your shampoo, watching your chest rise and fall rhythmically, she caressed the bandage on your forehead. she kissed it, really debated if her vigilante alter ego was worth getting you hurt. ultimately, she decided to keep herself--or, at least, the web-slinging version of her--out the spotlight so she could rid the target on her back from the lizard. at least until you healed

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, the city’s friend and foe, getting called a coward and menace in the media for going into hiding after letting the lizard destroy the serene city of la. rising global pop sensation, lara raj, however, was more active in her career than ever. but fans would point out when she’d visibly wince at their shows or when her mood would sour at the mere mention of your absence from activities due to your recovery

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who is the first comment, first like on your weverse updates for the fans. “checking in today… met manon of katseye today and she spat in my face when i asked for a picture. [ attached 0.5 photo of manon bringing you food in bed ]” immediately liked by lara raj within the minute, no eyeliner can compete to be your biggest fan

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA’s suit sits in her closet collecting dust

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA going against everything she believed in as she watched the crime rates spike on the news, but the feeling goes away when she looks over at you, the scar on your head slowly healing

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA finally getting eight hours of sleep a night with you--her best friend, so she claimed--beside her in her bed every night. she wouldn’t let you sleep alone in case you suffered any side effects from your concussion

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who finally broke the justice drought

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA couldn’t sit idly by anymore. you were finally fully healthy, your head cured and the pass was given by your doctor. when you finally resumed activities and schedules with katseye, lara was starting to be weird again

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, who you trusted with your life, was eating less and sleeping more the rare chance the two of you had down time together

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who doesn’t stay awake long enough for you to make fun of horrid dating shows after dark, who is gone longer for bathroom breaks or to run errands, who isn’t sporting that cute smile as much as she used to anymore

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who you caught sneaking into Geffen’s bathroom window in her suit. she left thirty minutes ago to touch up her makeup before you began briefings for the next comeback. when you asked everybody if they knew whether or not lara was okay, none of the girls and staff seemed to know, so you left for the only bathroom on the floor, only to be met with the sight of your roommate, your best friend, your lara raj contorting her body through the tiny window of the bathroom

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, who immediately shot a web at the bathroom door to stick it shut

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA thrusting a hand over your lips as soon as you open your mouth to let out a surprised shriek. she shushed you, tossing her mask onto the counter. she held your eyes, breathing in deeply and encouraging you to follow her. the moment you calmed down, you could only hold your wide eyes, your jaw dropped to the ground. you took a moment to take in the state she was standing before you in

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA’s suit was torn, blood gushing from cuts and gashes along her supple skin. dirt and blood smeared across her cheeks, her lips, a cut slit straight through her eyebrow. you couldn’t believe your eyes--who could look that sexy while bleeding to death?

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who stood and took every slap and hit you threw at her, words coming out your mouth like vomit. when you got the resentment out your system, she finally got a chance to explain her odd behaviour

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, who couldn’t conjure a single, coherent thought when you practically pounced on her. you kissed her, lips moving against hers feverishly. she tasted bloody, but her lips were so soft, so plush and inviting. you didn’t want to, but you pulled away to wrap your arms around her neck to embrace her tightly, as tight as your arms could hold her

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who winced at you putting pressure on her injuries, but locked you in her arms as you whispered apologies and tried to take a step back

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA who, despite being half-dead and bleeding onto the bathroom floor, couldn’t stop smiling as you told her off about being stupid and putting herself in so much danger. she just admired your features, the slight crease in your eyebrows and the way your nose twitched as you tried tending to her injuries. it was obvious she was still drunk on the simple kiss you had given her, but your emotions overwhelmed you. you were relieved, you weren’t angry

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA finally telling you everything

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA thanking all the gods she could when you told her you weren’t upset, but thankful you finally got the explanation you wanted. you quickly ushered her home, telling the girls she wasn’t feeling well and disappearing off into the streets of LA . you helped patch her up at home, and you were fascinated by her high pain tolerance. it wasn’t awkward between the two of you, when you begun asking her the many many questions you inevitably had, she only stared back at you with a small, loving smile as you cleaned her wounds

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA on the front page, right next to katseye making headlines in the music section of the paper. you, in secret, hung the cover on the wall of your shared room

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA telling you she loved you, that she does her job as spider-woman because she wanted the city to be safe for you to live. she kissed you goodnight, on the lips, that night, as you drifted off to the sound of 90 day fiancé

✵ SPIDERMAN!LARA, your hero, in and out of her suit <3

˚⟡˖ ࣪ ⋆౨ৎ ❪ 𝖈alliope 𝖘peaks! ❫ 。 i really enjoyed this format. experimented with it and lowkey kinda dig it. got inspired by @nakylvr’s spiderman!megan posts (everybody say it together, “thank you jay!”) so lmk if you guys liked this one and i might do a spiderman!lara as your gf ver. happy reading! xx

@sillymommy6969 © ──────────── Feb 2025

[springismss]

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 thoughts of cosplayer! satoru while taking a break from vessel satoru (a w.i.p).

g/n! reader and sfw.

as always, reblogs/likes are always appreciated! enjoy! ᱬ ࣪𖤐

links; jjk masterlist | masterlist

cosplayer! satoru who is quite a popular person in the community, may or may not have over 4m followers on each platform and gains more by the second.

cosplayer! satoru who is known mainly for cosplaying characters with blue eyes, because let’s face it, he hates the thought of wearing contacts to change his eye colour.

cosplayer! satoru who, despite hating the thought of wearing contacts, will still cosplay other characters and wear them if needed - he’d rather show off his stunning blues.

cosplayer! satoru who spends time and money, which isn’t an issue, on making his own costumes and accessories as well as styling his own wigs. sure he has the money to buy them already made but where’s the fun in that? he needs everyone to admire his hard work and obvious skill. How else will they know him as the best?

cosplayer! satoru who makes sure to book himself into every single convention he can find at a time. that one’s that’s a few months away? check, he’s making plans of who he’s going to go as as he clicks confirm. the one that’s next year easily? he’s already booked into the hotel room and drafting up new cosplay ideas to bring to the table.

cosplayer! satoru who loves to post sneak peeks and previews of his upcoming lineups just so his fans can hype him up even more - this guy loves all the attention.

cosplayer! satoru who receives a ton of fan mail as well as fan art of him as various characters. he has a wall in his office dedicated to the stuff his fans send, they’re one of the main reasons why he loves doing what he does.

cosplayer! satoru who spends the days at cons letting fans take photos, taking part in group photos, showing off his cosplay as well as walking around artist alleys being sure to buy from small businesses because they make the most adorable pieces and he has to add them to his collections.

cosplayer! satoru who is aimlessly scrolling trough his tiktok one day after filming some drafts when he comes across a video from an account he’s sure he hasn’t seen before. he would know everyone he has on his fyp so this video came as a bit of a shock.

cosplayer! satoru who clicks in the comments to see that his friends photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko have hyped up the person in the video, with comments of thanks and love being replied to them both. just who is this random person?

cosplayer! satoru who taps on the profile to be met with a page full of videos showcasing the various characters they’ve cosplayed over the years. finding that he has quite a few mutuals with the person and may or may not have met you a few times without realising.

cosplayer! satoru who ended up spending a good few hours scrolling through your page, smiling at some of the videos you posted, even your out-of-cosplay ones before scrolling back up to the top and tapping that follow button - receiving a notification a few hours later that you followed him back.

cosplayer! satoru books another con with his friends and posts in the group chat about it, finding out from photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko that you’ll also be attending with some of your own friends. who ends up suggesting that you should all meet up and spend the weekend together.

cosplayer! satoru who’s smiling brightly when vlogger! shoko pops a message in the chat saying that you’d be more than happy to do that, finding himself added to a new group chat with you and your friends. watching the messages pop up as you all exchange greetings and begin to discuss your lineup for the weekend and what you’d be doing.

cosplayer! satoru who, when the con weekend comes, has a blast with everyone especially you. he had to admit he’d had more fun than any other con with you there, much to the amusement of photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko who’ve got so much content from the days that they’ll be busy for a week at least sorting everything out.

cosplayer! satoru who messages you one day asking if you ever wanted to collab the next time you both end up meeting up, of course he’s ecstatic when you agree that he ends up spending a good few hours just texting you about the most random things he can think of, smiling like a little kid when you match his energy.

cosplayer! satoru who sees you’ve posted a video you took at the con weekend that has him in, double tapping to love and leaving a comment that he sees you love almost instantly with a reply of “totally didn’t mean to catch a candid background moment of you ha!”.

cosplayer! satoru who finds himself starting to be fanboy! satoru the more he looks over your content, even finding both your public and private instas thanks to a few of your friends, which you accept his follow request on your private before requesting to follow back and following back on your public one.

cosplayer! satoru who sends you a message asking if you would like to meet up one day outside of cosplaying, he wants to get to know you as you and not as a person in a costume who’s quite popular yourself.

cosplayer! satoru who ends up having the time of his life with you at an arcade, winning prizes and being competitive before finishing the night at a burger joint for some food - making sure you’re back home safely before saying goodbye to you.

cosplayer! satoru who can it’s videos and pictures of your day together on his private insta, making sure to tag you in every post and story he pops up. not that you mind, you’re glad he had fun.

cosplayer! satoru who finds himself duetting/stitching your videos with characters from the same fandoms as you cosplay, making his dream of doing a proper video with you one step closer to coming true.

cosplayer! satoru who one day finds himself at another con with you, being dragged toward your phone as you laugh, selecting a sound before you both start recording a video together, having the time of your lives.

cosplayer! satoru who spends more time with you as the days go on, especially on video calls, as you talk about things happening in your lives. could it be he’s starting to catch feelings?

cosplayer! satoru who confides in photographer! suguru and vlogger! shoko that he’s got all these feelings stirring in him when he’s spending any amount of time with/talking to you, not noticing the way the two of them smirk at the other. they clearly know something he doesn’t.

cosplayer! satoru who ends up finding out that you feel the same about him after he overhears you on the phone to cosplay repairer! nanami one day on the way to a local meet-up for cosplayers in your area. he swears his heart skipped a beat as he knows he has to make this one perfect.

cosplayer! satoru who ends up asking you to be his better half at a con a few months later. you’d both finished recording another video and having some photos taken. of course you said yes, how could you not when he showed up matching the fandom you chose to cosplay from?

cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who posts an almost identical video and photo on his socials with the caption “when you have an excuse to do couple shoots that ooze genuine love now @/itsthemisms” which kind of matches your caption of “can’t wait to let the love flow through the screen with my boo @/blueeyesfordays”.

cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who loves posting you both in and out of cosplay as much as he can. why not when he’s proud to call you his other half, he just has to show the world how much he loves you and how much you love him. couple cosplay photos, videos, and vlogs of daily life? check, you’re both so in love with the other it shows to anyone and everyone around/watching.

cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who will do anything to make sure you’re happy, who'll make sure you’re looked after at cons when he’s not there and travel the world growing your combined fan bases. you’ve both become quite popular as individual cosplayers and as a couple. did somebody say couple goals?

cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who’s just so helplessly in love with you, and the fact you can both support each other in what you do is more than enough for him. you’re so perfect in every way to him.

cosplayer boyfriend! satoru who is so glad that he found you when he did; he can’t wait to make memories to last him in this life and the next, who knows that no matter what, home is where you (and the cosplays) are.

[samuraiwife]

七海健人

Nanami Kento

pairing: husband! nanami kento x wife! reader

Nanami is literally addicted to your nipples. Your swollen nipples are what makes him incredibly satisfied. It's as if this is the part he fulfils as your husband. Everyone knows that Nanami is a very family orientated person who has “almost” conservative views (as long as they meet your needs, of course). A man goes to work, brings home money and satisfies his wife. And the woman, on the other hand, she... God, for him, she has already done everything that is necessary and not necessary.

The fire that will always warm his cold body. The light that will break through the darkness in his eyes. The future he so deserves. A family.

He really wants to have a family with you. Like in those propaganda flyers about a large family. A man who can support and love his family. A beautiful wife who is the joy and support of her husband. And children who bathe in this idyll. So seeing you with your round tummy and swollen breasts full of mother's milk was a blessing in disguise for him. Even before you were pregnant, he never left your breasts alone. He always paid the most attention to them during your lovemaking. He lightly bit them, leaving beautiful specks that looked like pink rose petals. He licked them and then breathed his warm breath on them, making them lightly tickle. It was as if he was trying to smell the combination of his saliva and your future milk (which will feed your children in the future, just the thought of it made him cum). And his favourite cherry on top was your nipples. He would bite, pulled in by the cheek, gnaw, tickle the pink bead with the tip of his tongue, lick, suck, pinch, squeeze with his lips, pull. The redder and more swollen they became, the more lustful his gaze became. He couldn't stop himself.

“Mhh...mhh...Ken...please...stop, it's really hard for me down there” - you moaned when your husband had been playing (eating) with your breasts for 20 minutes.

“Now, darling, just give me one more minute, please”-again, like five minutes ago, Nanami repeated his line like a broken record.

“Gods, they are beautiful”,- Kento whispered in a hazy voice, pinching your nipple between two fingers. You could already tell that cumming on your flushed breasts was the greatest pleasure of his life.

“Yes, that's it, this is where it belongs”

He will make sure to check if your nipples are still sensitive and swollen the next morning and throughout the day. For example, in the morning when you put a cup of coffee on the table for him. With a completely casual face, he will pull back the fabric of your robe, run his fingertips over them, feel the softness of your buds, and He will return to breakfast. You may reproach him for such tactless, behaviour, but he will simply reply that he was only checking something that should always be there. He'll also ask you to send him photos of your breasts during his work shift. And don't even think about sending him a repeated old photo, he won't fall for it and will reveal your ridiculous trick in a second. You will have a serious conversation at home. Of course, he has a folder on his phone where he stores all the photos you send him of this kind.

Also, Nanami could never imagine that your breasts could ever get even more beautiful than they are (you're already perfect for him). But, oh gods, something happens to him, when he sees your breast milk-enlarged boobs for the first time. Short circuit and white noise.

He starts buying you the most vulgar bras. Even if he thought some of them were ridiculous and absurd, on your breast they are a work of art. Lying on your breast has doubled in pleasure. Now, during sex, his head is bent almost only over your breast. Watching them sway so smoothly and stay soft, no matter how hard he tried to drive his soul into yours.

“Please, Ken-too, this is too much,”- you whimpered, out of hyperstimulation and incredible sensitivity. You've been bent in a not-so-romantic marriage press. Kento grinds his cock against your soaked walls. You can feel the mixture of your substances sliding down your flushed thighs, and Nanami's balls are beating against them in an ungentle manner. But Kento's hands are not on your hips, but on your soft, firm, sweat-shiny tits. It's a beautiful sight for him. Your reddened, swollen nipples with incredibly sensitive beads from which, under the pressure of his rough hand, a thin trickle of your milk flows out. Fuck, he's getting even harder. He licks off this small amount of substance and starts to literally milk you with his mouth. You try to tear his head away from you, but he doesn't care now, at this moment, you are giving him a real reason to exist.

“Oh, no, no, darling, you have to take care of your tired husband, so feed him like the good hostess you are,”- Nanami replies, as if he were a dog in heat. He takes your nipples in his mouth again and pulls your cheeks in.

“Fuck, darling, you're a fucking goddess, a goddess of prosperity, my goddess, my goddess, my woman....mgh”- the shameless slurps that fly from his lips are mixed with even more obscene sounds of your hips hitting,

“Kento....Kent...if you keep going like this...ah... there will be nothing left for the child.. ah!”- you try to enlighten his mind, whimpering in frustration. In response to your request, you only hear a dark, mocking snort.

“Is my wife going to run out of milk? Pfft, don't be ridiculous. My wife is too kind to let her children starve, is that right?”- he pinched your bead with a sarcastic smile, squeezing a squeaky moan out of you.- “I'm asking again, is that right?”

The only thing you can do is meow meaninglessly and try to remember how to breathe.

“Yes, yes, yes, I will, will, uhh... eh, yes.. yes... Will be good wife.... yours, ahh”

Kento took your chin firmly and hissed directly into your lips: “More precisely”

“Your pretty mommy~”

And it's the fucking truth

[darlingpoppet]

✨Doujinshi Shop Open!✨

Hello all! I have set up a storefront to handle international orders outside of Japan for Closest To My Heart/だれよりも心を許している男, the pza/patrochilles doujinshi I released at the Japanese Hades fan event, Chthonios Epic 3. (And for the Eruri heads out there, I also have the last few copies of my first doujinshi listed as well!)

If you live outside of Japan and you’re interested in buying a copy of my book(s), please visit ninnananna.bigcartel.com!

Basic book details:

Price: ¥1300 JPY (about $8USD) (+ shipping)

A5 size

110 pages

English and Japanese versions both included in one volume

A limited number of copies will also include a FREE postcard extra, featuring a text-free version of the cover art. Please select Book + Postcard in the Book Options menu.

Some Important Things Of Note!

This doujinshi is a bilingual physical edition of my fanfic, Closest To My Heart, which I originally posted in English on AO3. The new Japanese translation of the fic is currently exclusive to this book.

The cover is drawn by the amazing and talented artist RIPTIDE, who also drew an 8-page comic based on a particular scene in the story. The original English version of the comic, as well as a newly created Japanese version are also included in the book.

This doujinshi is R-18 (Adult Only), so please confirm the nature of the contents before you buy. If you are an adult with a pixiv account, you can look at a collection of sample pages here. Please also feel free to read the original version of the story and comic in their entirety on AO3, which is also where I have relevant tags and content warnings written in more detail. But to summarize here: the story has a few brief references to acts of rape/non-con, as well as references to & depictions of emotional and physical abuse, rough sex acts, and dubious consent. This is a darker, more dramatic, alternate canon retelling of the Patrochilles quest from Hades, in which everyone involved (Achilles, Zagreus, & Patroclus) feel emotionally conflicted with one another, as well as the situation they get caught up in. “Toxic love triangle” is the story summary in a nutshell!

Currently, I am able to ship to countries where the Japan Post has Registered Airmail service available. Luckily, this applies to most countries! However, a big exception right now are: EU countries and Northern Ireland. Since apparently new GPSR requirements went into effect, I am looking into whether or not it is feasible for an individual like myself to comply when shipping to these countries.

For anyone living in the EU or Northern Ireland, the only possible workaround I can offer currently is this: proxy service via the listing on Pixiv Booth. Here is the Booth listing: https://darlingpoppet.booth.pm

Booth normally has a built-in proxy service through Buyee available for overseas customers. However, apparently this service is not extended to listings marked as Adult/R-18. However, it’s my understanding that there are other proxy service companies out there who are more lax about purchasing NSFW products on your behalf. I can’t personally vouch of any of them, but some names recommended to me as being Special Yaoi Book-friendly include Tenso, AOCS (both of whom I believe have official ties with the doujinshi retailer Toranoana), ZenMarket, and Neokyo. Please try them! (And also be sure to let me know if you’re successful, so I can confirm that this option works!)

Finally, if you are someone who lives in Japan, please use the Booth listing!! Shipping is a flat 370 yen via Anshin Booth Pack, so the transaction is done completely anonymously.

Thank you everyone for your kind support! ♡ I had a lot of fun putting this book together so I hope you’ll enjoy it too.