#de facto relationships

[lawofnaturesblog]

Navigating the Waters of De Facto Relationships in Sydney

Introduction: In the bustling city of Sydney, where cultures converge and opportunities abound, modern relationships have taken on diverse forms. One such form is the "de facto" relationship – a unique bond that holds legal and personal implications, often referred to as the Australian equivalent of a common-law marriage. As couples increasingly opt for this alternative to traditional marriage, it's essential to understand what de facto relationships entail, how they are recognized legally, and the rights and responsibilities they bring to the table.

Defining De Facto Relationships: A de facto relationship is a partnership in which two people, regardless of gender, live together on a genuine domestic basis without being married. This can involve couples who are same-sex or opposite-sex, making Australia a pioneer in recognizing and legalizing such relationships. It's important to note that the duration of cohabitation, while significant, is just one factor considered when determining a de facto relationship.

Legal Recognition: De facto relationships are legally recognized in Australia under the Family Law Act 1975. This recognition has far-reaching consequences, including property rights, financial obligations, and access to social benefits. In Sydney, a city known for its high cost of living, understanding these legal implications becomes paramount.

Rights and Responsibilities: Just like married couples, those in de facto relationships have rights and responsibilities that extend across various aspects of life:

Property: In the event of a separation, the assets and liabilities acquired during the course of a de facto relationship are subject to a property settlement, similar to a divorce settlement in a marriage. This involves a fair division of shared property and financial resources.

Financial Support: De facto partners may have financial responsibilities towards each other, particularly if one partner is economically disadvantaged. This includes potential spousal maintenance, ensuring that neither partner suffers undue financial hardship post-separation.

Parental Rights: De facto couples who have children together share parental rights and responsibilities, just as in a traditional marriage. This includes decisions about child custody, visitation rights, and financial support for the children's upbringing.

Social Benefits: De facto partners can access many of the same social benefits and entitlements as married couples, such as health care and superannuation benefits.

Proving a De Facto Relationship: To assert the existence of a de facto relationship, several factors are considered, including the length of cohabitation, the nature and extent of common residence, financial interdependence, and the presence of a sexual relationship. This assessment can vary, but it generally involves demonstrating that the relationship is genuine and enduring.

Conclusion: As Sydney continues to evolve into a melting pot of cultures and lifestyles, de facto relationships have become a significant part of the social fabric. With legal recognition and implications akin to traditional marriages, couples in de facto relationships need to be aware of their rights and responsibilities. Navigating the waters of such relationships might seem complex, but understanding the legal landscape and seeking professional advice can help couples build a strong foundation for their shared future in this vibrant city.

[ourfamilylawlawyer]

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[rich-info]

The Power of De Facto Relationships: Nurturing Love Beyond Labels

Introduction:

In a world where love takes various forms, de facto relationships have emerged as a powerful and meaningful way for couples to build lasting connections. De facto relationships, characterized by their unique dynamics and personal commitment, offer couples the opportunity to cultivate deep bonds without the formalities of traditional marriage. In this article, we explore the significance of de facto relationships and how they empower couples to embrace love on their own terms.

Defying Conventional Norms:

De facto relationships challenge the traditional norms and expectations surrounding love and commitment. They provide couples with an alternative path, free from the societal pressures often associated with marriage. By stepping outside the boundaries of conventional relationships, couples in de facto partnerships can craft their own narrative, shaping their bond in a way that aligns with their values, aspirations, and personal preferences.

Freedom to Define the Relationship:

One of the greatest strengths of de facto relationships lies in the freedom to define the terms of the partnership. Unlike marriage, which often comes with predefined roles and expectations, de facto relationships allow couples to design their own relationship structure. Whether it's living together, sharing financial responsibilities, or making joint decisions, partners in de facto relationships can customize their commitment to suit their unique circumstances and desires.

Cultivating Emotional Intimacy and Trust:

At the heart of any successful relationship, including de facto partnerships, lies emotional intimacy and trust. De facto couples cultivate deep connections through open communication, vulnerability, and mutual understanding. Without the legal obligations that come with marriage, partners are encouraged to build trust organically, creating a solid foundation of emotional support and security. This emphasis on emotional intimacy fosters a safe space for partners to express their true selves, encouraging personal growth and self-discovery within the relationship.

Flexibility and Adaptability:

De facto relationships offer a remarkable level of flexibility and adaptability. Unlike the rigid structure of marriage, de facto partnerships allow couples to navigate life's challenges and changes with greater ease. Whether it's career advancements, relocations, or personal growth, de facto relationships can accommodate these transitions without compromising the strength of the bond. This flexibility enables partners to support each other's individual aspirations while nurturing their shared connection.

Equality and Partnership:

De facto relationships promote equality and partnership between partners. Freed from the gender roles and expectations often associated with marriage, couples can establish a relationship based on shared responsibility and collaboration. Both individuals have the opportunity to contribute their unique strengths, talents, and perspectives to create a balanced and harmonious partnership. In a de facto relationship, decisions are made collectively, and both partners' voices are equally valued and respected.

Recognition and Legal Protection:

In many jurisdictions, de facto relationships are now recognized legally, offering couples certain rights and protections similar to those of married couples. This recognition affirms the importance and validity of de facto relationships in society. It provides couples with legal safeguards such as property rights, financial protection, and access to benefits. This acknowledgment ensures that couples in de facto relationships can enjoy the peace of mind that comes with legal protection while navigating their shared lives.

Celebrating Love's Diversity:

De facto relationships celebrate the diversity of love and relationships. They acknowledge that love can thrive and flourish in various forms and structures. De facto partnerships provide a beautiful and valid option for couples seeking to build a meaningful, committed connection outside of traditional marriage. By embracing the uniqueness of each relationship, de facto partnerships demonstrate the power of love to transcend labels and societal expectations.

Conclusion:

De facto relationships offer couples a path to love and commitment that defies traditional norms. They provide freedom, flexibility, and the opportunity to shape a unique partnership that aligns with individual values and aspirations. De facto relationships nurture emotional intimacy, trust, and equality, fostering personal growth and supporting shared goals. As society continues to evolve, it is essential to recognize and celebrate the significance and beauty of de facto relationships as they contribute to the rich tapestry of love and human connections.

[stgimreal]

THE ARTSAKH BLOCKADE IS STILL ONGOING! IT IS DAY 44 100+ OF THE BLOCKADE.

International pressure and sanctions CAN help! Take your time to call your government or send the letter (text for all of them is already written) - a list of different action items below:

(US Citizens) Help Artsakh, Call/Write the White House now!

(US Citizens) Contact Your Legislators Now to Send Emergency Aid to Artsakh; Sanction Az//rbaijan

(US Citizens) Take action now to block US Military aid to Ba/ku

(US Citizens) Demand Administration to immediately withhold support to Az//rbaijan

(Canadians) Call/write to the Minister of Foreign Affairs Melanie Joly and demand stop of the military support to Az//rbaijan

[sonic-adventure-3]

ngl seeing orbot and cubot as, like, at all occupying a similar “parent/child” dynamic with eggman as you could interpret with him and metal sonic is funny as fuck to me. they’re henchmen. orbot n cubot’s dynamic with eggman will always be that of boss/henchmen, to me. inventor/creation is the inherent base, as with any of eggman’s robots, but to my taste i think orbot n cubot’s relationship with eggman is always gonna have an undercurrent of Work, rather than familial, for anything other than the bit

[turtleblogatlast]

Would you say raph has been parentfied? Because he’s the one who had to praise Leo when splinter didn’t. It’s the vibe I got as an older sibling myself I was doing most of the parenting my drunk ass parents couldn’t do.

[ cw: parentification / ]

Personally, and I know it goes against a big part of the fandom to say this, but I don’t really think so! There are certainly instances where Raph takes charge and displays parent-y behaviors but in my opinion it’s not enough for me to say he was parentified as much as the popular take says. More often he’s displayed as a protective older brother and acts as such, not so much a parentified sibling.

Not gonna say it’s wrong to see him as such though! It’s just not the vibes I personally gathered from watching him.

I’m sorry you had to go through that, though, no child should be forced to parent their sibling.

[m-i-r-p]

I have just now finished the companion quests.

I would like to say:

- March I love you

- Welt best grampa

- Welt we know you're enjoying playing pretend. Hush

- LUOCHA WHAT IS GOING ON

- Diting my love

- March I love you

- Nothing could have prepared me for the way they pronounced Imbibitor Lunae. I'm- Why-

- YANQING BBY

- I swear to god if I don't see a sibling dynamic between Dan Heng and Yanqing at the end of all this chaos I'm gonna sue everyone here. This is a threat

- The way I screamed at the Blade and Imbibitor Lunae lore crumbs-

- Yet another npc bites the dust

- Also I didn't know we would get the new stuff TODAY so I was shocked when I saw the banner

- I didn't want Luocha but now I tried him out and it's a NEED

- I'm not gonna get him but I can dream

And yeah that's it

[kaurwreck]

osamu dazai and fyodor dostoevsky harbor similar dependencies on, reverence for, and guilt with regard to women that people love to blandly misconstrue as unqualified misogyny.

but their relationships with women are more nuanced, self-aware, and pitiable than that, rendering them as endearing as they are solipsistic, which I consider wholly less acceptable than the systemic prejudice implicit in misogyny. they would be less obnoxious if they were just misogynistic; instead, they're prone to compunctious benevolent sexism, except for when they shelter in misogyny as a maladjusted flight response.

[noisytenant]

i wouldnt put it as a public facing label but kinda vibe with "post-transmasc" as part of the gender experience.

i feel like im at a point where i may be performing the definitional motions of trans masculinity, but my daily experience of gender feels unrelated to both masculinity and transition-as-an-act. i'm still de facto trans and transmasc, but it simply doesn't feel relevant to identify as such.

at the same time, i'm only able to be agnostic about my gender because i was and am transmasc. my present gender experience is only accessible through my transmasculinity. so, post-transmasc.

[bagog]

Pine-car Derby Meet cute

The gymnasium was packed with chairs all facing one of the two pine-car derby tracks underneath the basketball hoops. They were only a few races into the derby, and even the last couple entrants were still having their cars weighed and assessed before being queued up for the bracket.

��I’m gonna get some gum,” Travis shoved a shoe-box full of sand-paper, powdered graphite, and spare wheels into his older brother’s arms. “Come get me if my car’s up?”

“You’re not until the seventh heat, dude.” Trevor hoisted the box under his arm and gave his brother a light slap on the shoulder. “And you better not be there till then.”

“Can I have money?”

“Oh, yeah, here you go.” Trevor had purposely cashed-out his whole paycheck from the University Library to fund this trip… and it’s concessions. “Buy something better than gum, yeah?” The twelve year old didn’t reply as he turned on his heel and hurtled for the concession window on the other side of the gym.

Trevor surveyed the situation. The seats closest to the track were taken, but he didn’t really care about anybody’s car but Travis’, so no need to be close. He scanned the open seats for just a moment before selecting exactly where to set down.

“You’re not saving this whole row for a big family or something?” Trevor said, settling into an empty row right behind the cute guy who was sitting by himself. The guy turned around.

“Only seat I’m saving is this one,” he gestured to the folding chair on his left, where sat a beat-up shoebox like the one Trevor was carrying under his arm.

“Who’s racing?”

“My nephew. You?”

“Little brother,” Trevor held out his hand. “I’m Trevor, by the way.”

“Ephraim.” The guy shook his hand with a firm grip… soft hands though. “It’s my first derby, what should I be expecting?”

“I used to do these when I was a kid, can’t imagine they’d changed much,” Trevor leaned forward conspiratorily. “It’ll take about three hours to do all the brackets, but you can tell exactly which cars are gonna end up in the finals, because they’re just the lazy wedges.” He pointed to a shiny green wedge on wheels that had just flown down the race track, leaving its competition behind.

“Don’t tell my nephew,” Ephraim winced, playfully. “He didn’t make a wedge.”

“Good for him, I say.” The two laughed and managed to make breezy small talk. Ephraim was at State for piano performance. Trevor played intra-mural lacrosse. Derbies past and all the rest.

“Trevor,” Trevor turned and saw Travis running up with a fist full of dollar bills and a mouth full of Double-Bubble. Behind him, a kid just a little younger trailed after, concentrating on sinking his teeth into a giant soft pretzel. “Aww man,” Travis rolled his eyes when he spotted Trevor, turned to his friend. “My brother’s hitting on some dude again. C’mon, let’s go find Matthew.” The two kids ran off towards the door to the gym.

“Well well well,” Ephraim smirked under bushy brows. “Do you regularly, uh, cruise the pine-car derby?”

“My brother’s full of it,” Trevor awkwardly rubbed his palms over the seam down the side of his jeans. “He can’t see that you’re clearly more impressive than ‘some dude’.”

“Wow,” Ephraim intoned dryly, but his lip curled into a smile. “Very smooth. You’ve known me for five minutes and you think you can tell that, huh?”

“I could tell that before I sat down,” Trevor blurted. He managed to hold eye contact and grin.

“Well,” Ephraim seemed to think it over playfully. “Your brother was hanging out with my nephew, so I can get any info I need to hold over your head later.”

“I’m honored you would think to threaten me so soon into meeting me!”

“Oh shut up and come sit next to me.”

[sunflowers-and-sweetviolets]

into the trenches i go (my F/Os tag)

[void-star]

Love bombing is not a euphemism for "too much affection too soon," or "high desire for contact."

"Love bombing" is a term originally used in the context of cults to describe a deliberate and coordinated recruitment method that involved feigning friendship and interest in a potential recruit, via flattery, flirtation, physical affection, and very directed positive attention to everything the recruit says in order to lure them into the cult.

Since cults and abusive relationships operate in similar ways and use similar tactics, love bombing in an interpersonal relationship looks like manufacturing closeness in order to trap someone into a relationship in which the abuser has all the control.

And I know these days there's a million bullshit junky articles out there that make you think this is a symptom of cluster b personality disorders, but there is no way for you to be love bombing somebody without realizing it.

If you are an affectionate person and the level of affection and attention you give makes someone uncomfortable, you are not "accidentally" abusing them.

If you are uncomfortable with the level of affection and attention someone is paying you, they are not de facto abusing you.

Love bombing is about using someone's desire for human connection to fast track them into a situation you control that they will feel disinclined to leave.

[beechersnope]

hate to say it but i think i actual miss the lack of anonymity of engaging with people in twitter fandoms

[rafeandonlyrafe]

in his corner

words: 2.7k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, boxer!rafe, established relationship, p in v sex, semi public sex, violence but not in great detail, unprotected sex, mentions of rafes anger issues

rafes head is down as you step into the locker room. it's dark and gloomy, no need for bright lights that just illuminate the blood and grime more.

the fleeting sunlight peeking in through the windows only casts light upon the dust floating in the room as you close the door behind you, causing rafe to finally look up.

his eyes shift from pure focus to something softer. “hey.” his voice is still low, slightly hoarse from not speaking most of the day.

“hey.” you move the rest of the way into the room, your footsteps sounding thunderous in the silence that always cloaks the gym before a fight, especially one like this.

“ill be safe.” you see a hint of humor in his eyes now as you roll yours. you always tell rafe to stay safe before a fight, it's become such an expectation that he beats you to it.

“do you have your gloves?” you ask, looking towards his gym bag, wanting to rifle through it to make sure rafe has everything he needs, even though you packed it for him.

“of course.” rafe smiles, wrapping his hands around the back of your thighs and pulling you closer into him, his forehead pressing against your stomach.

“you're nervous for this one.” rafe states. he doesn't need to ask, he can tell just by your energy, the way your breathing is more frantic, your eyes opened ever so slightly wider than normal.

“im not the one in the ring.” you hum, hand coming to the back of his neck, stroking over his hairline, taming it despite knowing it's only a few minutes before it's going to get messed up again, either by rafe rubbing at it or the opponent.

“i know.” rafe looks up at you, a soft smile on his face. “but ya love me.”

“mmm, unfortunately.” you joke, a smile flashing across your lips before you drop your head to press your mouths against rafe, the kiss hungry and desperate, knowing it may be your last for a while if rafe gets his lip busted open.

“okay-” rafe sighs, pulling away, restraint in his voice as his insides call to continue kissing you. “it's almost time. love you.”

“love you too.” you back away but keep your eyes locked with rafe until your back is pressed up against the door. “win for me.”

you step out, eyes flickering around his team, waiting in the hallway for you, knowing better than to interrupt your moment with rafe.

“he's ready.” you nod to rafes coach before ducking out of the way as they file into the locker room.

you can hear the noise of the crowd grow as you walk into the arena, rows of seats all facing towards the central octagon. none of the security stops you to ask for a ticket as you walk to the front, rafe has become a headliner at the boxing gym, and you a vip along with it.

you take your seat, a coveted one, right in rafes corner. you know he has supporters, and while you appreciate most of them, the female ones who fawn over him anger you every time they shout his name or try to give him their number, but his quick shut down of advances always washes away the brief resentment.

“hey y/n.” rafes coaches brother, lewis, sits next to you, your de facto personal bodyguard. you insisted you didn't need someone looking over you, but rafe was always worried about a fight starting in the crowd. it certainly wouldn't be the first one that has broken out at a boxing gym.

“hi lewis.” you tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and lean back in your seat as the prematch comes out, beginner fighters to keep all the early attendees from getting impatient while the crowd grows and seats fill.

overall, it's a professional arena. not on a pro level by any standards, but the best you can get in the area without making boxing full time. it certainly puts the smaller gyms rafe started out in to shame.

you were the one who originally suggested it. any sort of contact sport to work through some of his anger. you saw it bubbling under the surface, and you knew rafe would never do anything in your presence, even if he wanted to scream and punch a wall, he'd bottle it all in just to not scare you.

you clap as the first round comes to an end, ever the good supporter and attendee. it's part of the reason the gym likes rafe so much, he's no fuss, no personal drama, just pure fighting.

there's more rounds as you wait to see rafe, the rest of the seats being filled along with standing room in the back for anyone getting in late. 

a new referee steps into the ring, a professional with years of experience who doesn't bother with the lower level fights, saving himself for the main event. 

you sit up a little straighter in your seat as your eyes move to the door, a smile stretching over your cheeks as rafe steps out to applause and the thumbing base of a rap song. you applaud as well, keeping your eyes on rafe despite knowing he won't look at you, not until he gets in the ring, some sort of superstition that he's developed as he keeps his head down.

the other fighter comes out to the booming announcement of their name, a silly nickname you immediately disregard. clearly someone trying to rise the ranks and become a well known name, but you can tell just by his stature that rafe will take him down.

you breathe a little sigh of relief as rafe climbs into the ring and looks over to you, a slight smirk you're sure only you can see. he knows just as well as you do that this will be an easy day.

the official facilitates the handshake between the opponents before they're back to their corners to tape wrists and put on gloves, getting everything prepared. you keep your eyes on rafe, of course, taking in his every movement.

you feel a stirring in your stomach as he stands, tank top stretched tight across his body while his shorts are looser, allowing him to move easily around the ring.

you hear a woop coming from the back but know better than to divert your attention, rafe surging forward right when the official starts the round. he wastes no time throwing quick punches before defending, stepping to the side to miss the opponents swipes.

rafe lands a few more blows, but you don't cheer yet. you've made the mistake before of thinking he's in the clear too early.

the movement of rafes body is almost a dance, one driven by passion. his biceps bulge with every punch, swear gathering on his chest, making your mouth water as you watch.

the officials whistle to end the round makes you jump, too wrapped up in rafes looks to pay attention to the fight like you know you should.

you really do try to shift your attention back, but as the next round starts, you're quickly drawn back to watching rafes body and smooth movements. 

every punch he throws makes your legs tighten further, hoping the pressing of your thighs offers you some sort of relief, but any comfort is fleeting.

your body responds for you when the fight comes to end, rising to your feet and clapping as you snap back to attention. rafe of course wins, the opponent not even getting a punch to his face other than a brief touch on his jaw that didn't even knock his mouthguard.

“i knew you'd win.” you smile and step forward as rafe comes to the ropes, leaning over to press his lips against yours.

“let me talk to the team and shower then we'll get out of here, yeah?” rafe kisses you again before leaning in to whisper into your ear. “i can tell you're turned on.”

--

“how'd you know?” you question as rafe shifts the car into drive, his free hand immediately coming to your thigh as he pulls out of the parking spot and onto the road.

“that you were- are turned on?” rafe smirks, keeping his eyes focused on the road ahead. “you get a look in your eyes, baby. and i can tell you want me.”

“and i have that look right now?” you hum out, turning the volume up on the radio slightly as the kid cudi song comes on.

“mhm. and it'll only intensify when i do this-” rafes hand slides upwards between your thighs. you quickly part them for him, letting out a soft moan as his fingers rub right where he knows you like it best.

“shit.” you lean back into the seat, trying to keep yourself from jumping over the center console and pouncing on rafe instantly. you pray you don't hit traffic as he presses harder on the gas pedal, ready to get home as well.

“you looked so pretty tonight cheering me on baby.” rafe pushes his fingers harder against your pants, creating tight circles. “even if you were spaced out the entire time.”

“mhm.” you hum, not even truly listening to what rafe is saying, just enjoying the tambor of his voice and the feeling growing in your stomach.

you know when rafe laughs that it's at you and your current state, but you've done far too much and been with him far too long to be embarrassed or ashamed by your lust as you let out another moan.

your eyes are glossy as you turn to look at rafe, hand gripping the wheel tightly with a clear tent in his sweatpants. you blink a few times to clear your vision as you take in his hard set jaw, tension building as he is forced to wait to get inside you.

you reach over to place your hand on rafes crotch, hoping the pressure of your hand sustains him a little longer.

“it's taking everything in me not to pull over and fuck you here in the car.” rafe says through gritted teeth.

you look out the windshield as rafe moves his hand to grip the steering wheel with both hands, needing it now that you're touching him to keep the vehicle steady. “we're almost home.” you hum out, petting your fingertips over his length, contemplating pushing his pants down and bending over the center console, but your clenching pussy needs him.

rafe pulls into the driveway at speeds he shouldn't be going inside a residential neighborhood, the car calming to a halting stop, and not even a second passes before you're out of your seats and out of the car.

rafe beats you to the front door, throwing it open for you to rush inside, locking it tight after you've entered.

you know you won't make it to the bed. you never do on nights like this. both on a high from rafe winning his fight, an easy opponent with not even a scratch to his knuckles.

rafe presses you against the wall of the hallway, his body molding against yours as his lips smash forward into a passionate kiss. you reach between your bodies immediately, knowing you're already soaking wet and ready from rafe playing with you in the car.

you push down on the hem of rafes sweatpants until rafe moves his hips and allows you to shove them down along with his underwear. 

rafe lets out a sigh as your hand wraps around his length, holding his cock in your grasp as you quickly begin to stroke.

“fuck, baby.” rafe places his fist around your hand. “as much as i love you touching me like this i need to be inside you now.”

there's a desperation in his voice that makes something in your chest tighten.

you nod and release him, undoing your button and zipper to shove your pants to the ground and kick them away. rafe grabs the hem of your tshirt before you can take it off yourself, pulling it up over your head before it also joins the clothes scattered around the foyer.

rafe connects your lips back together, his hands sneaking behind your back to undo your bra before pulling the cups off, large palms quickly replacing them as he holds your breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze that has your mouth falling open in a satisfied sigh.

“bedroom, counter or right here?” rafe asks, pulling on your lip before you can answer and giving it a tug.

“right here.” you reach down and take rafes cock in your hand, giving it a stroke. “right here, right now.”

“mmm, don't have to tell me again.” rafes arms circle around you and pull you up, pinning you against the wall. your body moves so naturally like it's done a hundred times before, legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.

rafe lines up his cock with your entrance and sinks forward. your arms wrap around his shoulders and pull him in tight, mouth dropping open and eyes squeezing closed as he slowly enters you.

“oh god.” rafe groans, mouth opening as well, but to press his teeth against your skin, biting down gently so as to not actually hurt you, his tongue flicking out to taste your skin.

“fuck me rafe.” your fingertips are digging into his shoulders, trying not to pierce him with your nails as you grip onto his muscles, muscles he just used to pummel his opponent.

“fuck me hard.” you don't often ask for it hard or really give him any direction. rafe knows how to please you, but it's different today. you need his full force, everything he has left in him.

and he doesn't make you wait.

rafe pulls his cock out slowly before slamming in, forcing your ass back into the wall with a thud, your whole body shuddering as he thrusts.

you tighten your arms even more, needing your bodies to become one as he pumps his hips forward, the sound of skin meeting together spreading through the empty house.

tomorrow, you'll clean up the clothes off the floor. tomorrow, you'll make a large breakfast to replenish rafe from his fight and open every window in the house to let in light and air, but tonight, you're going to remain in the dark hallway with your legs wrapped around rafes waist.

“harder.” you beg again, even though you're not sure you can take it.

rafe complies, swinging faster as one of his hands manages to find a way between your bodies, tips of his fingers pressing against your clit. he knows he should fuck you longer, but he can build you up again for the second time in the bedroom, you've teased each other too much and he needs to feel you fall apart in his arms.

“you're so tight and warm.” rafe mumbles, burying his face in your neck as he huffs, absorbing your heart after being apart physically for too long, the cold air of the gym and locker room now being replaced with you.

“i love you.” rafe mumbles, lips against your neck as he presses a few kisses to your throat. “thank you.”

he doesn't need to say what for. you understand. for being with him, for encouraging him to try boxing, for standing by his side and knowing what's best for him even when he didn't know himself.

“i love you.” you moan out, pussy clenching around rafes cock as your high suddenly hits, back arching off the wall in pleasure only to be slammed back against it as rafe pushes as deep as he can go inside of you, the squeezing of your cunt triggering his own high as his cum spurts inside of you.

“f-fuck.” you whine, nails fully leaving marks now as you breathe deeply, chest rising and falling, pressing against rafes with every breath.

“let's go take a bath.” rafe says, his voice suddenly softer, almost like the sex was the last bit of excursion he needed to calm himself after the fight.

“okay.” you can't help but giggle.

despite your agreement, rafe doesn't pull out, his softening cock still inside of you and bodies connected.

“okay.” you repeat, pressing your lips against rafes cheek before resting your head against his, realizing what he needs in that moment. “i love you.”

you stay there, still, for minutes that stretch into what feels like hours, but you wouldn't trade it for the world.

“okay.” rafe finally responds, eyes blinking with a new clarity, any sort of anger or frustration he had before the fight now freed from inside him. “bath time, yeah?”

[rich-info]

De Facto Relationships in New South Wales: A Celebration of Love and Legal Recognition

In the vibrant and diverse landscape of New South Wales, love knows no boundaries. De facto relationships, which refer to couples living together in a genuine domestic arrangement without being married or related by family, are becoming increasingly common. These relationships are a testament to the evolving nature of love and partnership. Let's explore the world of de facto relationships in NSW, highlighting their legal recognition and the celebration of love that they represent.

The Changing Face of Love

De facto relationships in New South Wales mirror the changing face of love and commitment in our modern society. As people's views on relationships continue to evolve, the de facto partnership has become a popular choice for couples who wish to share their lives without formalizing their commitment through marriage. In doing so, they celebrate love on their own terms.

Legal Recognition

The legal landscape in New South Wales acknowledges the significance of de facto relationships. The law in the state recognizes the rights and responsibilities of individuals in these partnerships. This recognition ensures that de facto couples enjoy many of the same legal rights and protections as married couples. From property and financial matters to parenting and child custody, de facto relationships are protected by law.

Equality and Inclusivity

The legal recognition of de facto relationships NSW promotes equality and inclusivity. It ensures that all couples, regardless of their marital status, are entitled to the same legal protections and rights. This equality is a reflection of the evolving and diverse society we live in today.

A Framework for Partnership

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I'm asking this genuinely, as a 19 yo with no education in economics and a pretty surface level understanding of socialism: can you explain the whole Bananas discourse in a way someone like me might understand? In my understanding it's just "This is just a product we can give up to create better worker conditions and that's fine" but apparently that's not the full picture?

alright so some pretty important background to all this is that we're all talking about the fact that bananas, grown in the global south, are available year-round at extremely low prices all around europe and the USA. it's not really about bananas per so--the banana in this discourse is a synechdoche for all the economic benefits of imperialism.

so how are cheap bananas a result of imperialism? first of all i want to tackle a common and v. silly counterargument: 'oh, these ridiculous communists think it's imperialist for produce to be shipped internationally'. nah. believing that this is the communist objection requires believing in a deeply naive view of international traide. this view goes something like 'well, if honduras has lots of bananas, and people in the usa want bananas and are willing to pay for them, surely everyone wins when the usa buys bananas!'.

there are of course two key errors here and they are both packed into 'honduras has lots of bananas'. for a start, although the bananas are grown in honduras, honduras doesn't really 'have' them, because the plantations are mostly owned by chiquita (formerly known as united fruit) dole, del monte, and other multinationals--when they're not, those multinationals will usually purchase the bananas from honduran growers and conduct the export themselves. and wouldn't you know it, it's those intervening middleman steps--export, import, and retail, where the vast majority of money is made off bananas! so in the process of a banana making its way from honduras to a 7/11, usamerican multinationals make money selling the bananas to usamerican importers who make money selling them to usamerican retailers who make money selling them to usamerican customers.

when chiquita sells a banana to be sold in walmart, a magic trick is being performed: a banana is disappearing from honduras, and yet somehow an american company is paying a second american company for it! this is economic imperialism, the usamerican multinational extracting resources from a nation while simultaneously pocketing the value of those resources.

why does the honduran government allow this? if selling bananas is such a bad deal for the nation, why do they continue to export millions of dollars of banans a year? well, obviously, there's the fact that if they didn't, they would face a coup. the united states is more than willing to intervene and cause mass death and war to protect the profits of its multinationals. but the second, more subtle thing keeping honduras bound to this ridiculously unbalanced relationship is the need for dollars. because the US dollar is the global reserve currency, and the de facto currency of international trade, exporting to the USA is a basic necessity for nations like honduras, guatemala, &c. why is the dollar the global reserve currency? because of usamerican military and economic hegemony, of course. imperialism built upon imperialism!

this is unequal exchange, the neoimperialist terms of international trade that make the 'global economy' a tool of siphoning value and resources from the global south to the imperial core. & this is the second flaw to unravel in 'honduras has a lot of bananas' -- honduras only 'has a lot of bananas' because this global economic hegemony has led to vast unsustainable monoculture banana plantations to dominate the agriculture of honduras. it's long-attested how monoculture growth is unsustainable because it destroys soil and leads to easily-wiped-out-by-infection plants.

so, bananas in the USA are cheap because:

the workers that grow them are barely paid, mistreated, prevented from unionizing, and sometimes murdered

the nations in which the bananas are grown accept brutally unfair trade and tariff terms with the USA because they desperately need a supply of US dollars and so have little position to negotiate

shipping is also much cheaper than it should be because sailors are chronically underpaid and often not paid at all or forced to pay to work (!)

bananas are cheap, in conclusion, because they're produced by underpaid and brutalized workers and then imported on extortionate and unfair terms.

so what, should we all give up bananas? no, and it's a sign of total lack of understanding of socialism as a global movement that all the pearl-clutching usamericans have latched onto the scary communists telling them to stop buying bananas. communism does not care about you as a consumer. individual consumptive choices are not a meaningful arena of political action. the socialist position is not "if there was a socialist reovlution in the usa, we would all stop eating bananas like good little boys", but rather, "if there's a socialist revolution in the countries where bananas are grown, then the availability of bananas in the usa is going to drop, and if you want to be an anti-imperialist in the imperial core you have to accept that".

(this is where the second argument i see about this, 'oh what are you catholic you want me to eat dirt like a monk?' reveals itself as a silly fucking solipsistic misunderstanding)

and again, let's note that the case of the banana can very easily be generalised out to coffee, chocolate, sugar, etc, and that it's not about individual consumptive habits, but about global economic systems. if you are donkey fucking kong and you eat 100 bananas a day i don't care and neither does anyone else. it's about trying to illustrate just one tiny mundane way in which economic imperialism makes the lives of people in the global north more convenient and simpler and so of course there is enormous pushback from people who attach moral value to this and therefore feel like the mean commies are personally calling them evil for eating a nutella or whatever which is frankly pretty tiring. Sad!

tldr: it is not imperialism when produce go on boat but it is imperialism when produce grown for dirt cheap by underpaid workers in a country with a devalued currency is then bought and exported and sold by usamerican companies creating huge amounts of economic value of which the nation in which the banana was grown, let alone the people who actually fucking grew it, don't see a cent -- and this is the engine behind the cheap, available-every-day-all-year-everywhere presence of bananas in the usa (and other places!)