guess what? skz kinks bc.. duh
warnings: smut minors dni pls.. protect ur eyes from this profanity lol (master/slave, slapping, pet play, dom/sub, cnc, sex tapes and perversion, degrading, etc.)
welcome pookies to literally the first post on my blog lol i thought i had uploaded before but like apparently not anyways- i was thinking about skz and like how they've been wilding recently ever since they resigned their contracts and the recent concert vids of chan
so i present to you, from the horny recesses of my mind, the kinks i think skz would probs have ~ hyung line edition (yum.)
방찬 ~ bang chan ~ daddy kink (duh) and master/slave
he takes pride in being the dominant one in your relationship and more so in being the biggest you've ever had, sure he was sad when he realised you've had other dicks before- but never one as thick as his.
he basically throbs every time he hears the word 'daddy' from your pretty lips, loves it when you call him that even casually and how you're always so obedient to him
you're so attentive when it comes to chan, it makes him almost bust when he sees your shoulders relax and happy smile when you do something for him as if you need the approval and the encouragement from him
but when one time when you were feeling a little too submissive for your own good, you let him suspend your arms with his belt above your head while you knelt on the floor, your ankles shackled too so he could have at your body- but only when you begged him to, like a good little slave
"daddy, just let me suck it-" he slaps your face harder than he intended to but lashes you yet again on your scratched torso, spitting out harshly. "don't be so greedy, little slave.. you don't pleasure me as much as you think you do, you are nothing compared to me- your master."
이민호 ~ lee minho ~ pet play and ass worship
we all know how much he loves his cats and how we always call him a bunny so naturally that translates over to you too- his pretty kitten.. always ready to please him.
and he doesn't like to be too pda with you out in public or on camera while you have those occasional joint promotions, opting to just hold your hand or sit really close to you.
but his resolve lets up when you're at home and he sees the new costume you've bought for the upcoming halloween stage your group would be doing, he loses it.
"fucking hell, baby.." he whispers while downing his soju as you try on the costume for his opinion, eyes raking over the way the corset cinches in at your waist and how your ass is barely covered.
doesn't take long for you to be sucking his cock while he's at your ass, spreading your soft cheeks and licking at your warmth through the flimsy lace thigh-highs and his face stayed buried in your ass long after you orgasmed, fingers gripping at your cheeks and abusing the sensitive skin until his hands are permanently indented into it.
서창빈 - seo changbin ~ discipline and forced orgasms
you're usually so sweet to him, his perfect bunny.. you always jump into his arms and koala hug him until he can't breathe anything but you but lately? you've been a brat.
ignoring him purposefully when he calls for you so kindly, groaning when he asks you to do something- he's had enough.
so today when you come over to his dorm after rehearsals with your group, he immediately grabs you by your hair when you walk through the door, free hand clamping over your mouth as he drags you back to his bedroom and cuffs your wrists to the pull up bar suspended from his ceiling.
he strips you of your clothes, and secures a vibrator to your clit before just sitting at the chair on his work desk opposite you, stroking his dick shamelessly while you suffer.
"god, you're so fucking loud, shut up for once, bunny." he groans as he pushes you to the floor and has you suck him off, again and again until his releases leak out of your mouth, filled from your stomach all the way to your lips still wrapped around his cock.
황현진 ~ hwang hyunjin ~ objectification and sex tapes
this man is already obsessed with you- literally.
like despite being the most romantic one out of probs the whole group (maybe thats just bias tho lol), he's also the most in love with the complete existence of you.
he often stays up late at night just admiring you as you sleep, the way your pretty lips are pouted slightly and how your cheeks puff out- he just can't help but stroke himself to you.
that's when he began recording you; it started off as a cute thing where he'd shoot you doing mundane things like writing your lyrics then it spanned to videos of touching you when you're asleep or jerking himself off when you're not looking
those videos are his gospel - he watches them religiously, his art inspiration is them and he often paints portraits of you from them.
so when the opportunity came next of you just cooking dinner, he makes sure to set up the camera beforehand so there's a perfect angle to capture your tits under your chest- and of when he comes up behind you and bullies his cock into your ass, a new three hour sex tape for him to paint later on.
why do i want to write a perv hyunjin drabble now (pls request me to do it so i have a reason to write it)
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Authors Note: Hello to anyone this reaches (this feels like a message in a bottle) For over a year now I've writing both a storyline and drabbles of my Call of Duty OC with the 141 boys. I just love her so much, and I've been having a blast writing her and the boys. This is me finally getting the courage to post her story. Maybe my style of writing isn't for everyone, and I'm not a great writer or anything, but it's my story and character that I've grown very attached to. I did try my best to research how the military works from different parts of the world. Not gonna lie when I say it can get very overwhelming with the information. But I'm here for the fun times so inaccuracies will happen but I don't think they detract from the story or the characters as a whole. So I hope you enjoy :)
Story Note: When I tell you this is a slow burn...this is a SSSLLOOWWW BBUUURRRNN. The first story is simply for you to get to know Daniela (my OC) and learn how she got recruited to the 141. I want you guys to care for her story and struggles throughout her journey with the 141. Her relationship with each of the boys is purely platonic and each dynamic with them is different. The romance will come later I PROMISE!
*please be nice with me! I tried editing as much as possible! (Being bilingual makes me dumb sometimes)
Tigger warning? Well there is a kidnapping and your regular warfare violence but not in this chapter.
Word Count : 2938
Harpia and the 141 part 1: The Boys and the Bird
Chapter 1: The Harpy and her cake
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The fireworks went off as the last of the set of military groups passed the line as their anthem faded into another marching band song. Streamers filled the sky along with stray balloons floated all around from children's slippery fingers. As a special anniversary of some hundred year old treaty to allied forces from long forgotten war, the militaries from all around the world were invited to show off in the hosting country. This time it was in Paris, France. The streets were littered with thousands of parade watchers and hundreds of military personnel showing off their fancy parade outfits. Shiny black boots stepped on fallen streamers and confetti as some sixty different countrymen and women advertised themselves to the civilians who decided to come out and enjoy the merriment.
“Come on Ghost, get into the spirit of it,” Soap waved a small Scottish flag in front of his friend's face.
“I hate these things,” Ghost gruffed.
“It’s a beautiful spring day in Paris. How can you hate it?” Gaz nudged on his comrades crossed arms.
“Because it’s annoying and loud,” Simon huffed.
“You just have to get into the spirit,” Soap fiddled his flag at Simon’s face.
“Soap, if you value that shit little flag then get it away or I snap it in half. Make a choice,” Ghost threatened.
Soap glared at his party pooping lieutenant, who always had a hard time in crowds.
“Haven’t been to one of these in awhile,” Gaz waved the U.K flag. “Have either you ever participated in one of these?” he asked.
“Once,” Soap and Ghost responded at the same time, though in different tones. Soap in a happy way and Ghost in an annoyed way.
“I’m gonna take a guess and say you hated it Simon?” Gaz chuckled.
“Got a free meal afterwards for it so whatever,” Simon huffed.
“I got to wear a fancy kilt and sash,” Johnny remembered the event fondly.
“Come on boys!” Captain Price called out for his boys from behind. “Let's get something to eat that, for once, we don’t have to pay for.”
The rest of the 141 followed behind the captain. Winding through the crowd they were curious as to why Price had brought them to the parade in the first place. This morning they were in their regular base across the English canal and by the afternoon they were surrounded by people while the music of marching bands pounded into their ears.
Soap moved up to Price’s side. “So are you goin’ to tell us why we’re here. Captain?”
“Not yet MacTavish. Let’s get some grub first then I'll get you in on it,” Price replied.
“You don’t know either do you?” Ghost spoke up.
“Something like that,” Price confessed.
When the group went around the corner of the street, a familiar face looked up to them. “Boys?” It was Laswell standing in front of the entrance to a giant white tent where parade performers were walking into.
“Kate,” Gaz was the first to come up to his mentor with a handshake and a smile.
“Good to see you again boys,” she grinned back at them. “Come on in and grab a bite while I talk with your captain,” she gestured for them to follow her. Before walking into the tent through a separate line, Kate flashed a laminated badge to the two security guards standing watch. They nodded to the agent for her to go with the 141.
Soap, Gaz, and Soap did as they were told by Kate. They were pretty hungry from all the walking and endless standing in the heat of the day. The three filled their plates to the brim with all kinds of good stuff while Price went to talk to Laswell on the side.
“So why did you need me here on such short notice?” the captain of the 141 asked.
Without saying another word Kate handed John a manila folder which only meant one thing. Although, with Kate that’s what most of their meets up and conversations were about; assignments and favors. Which would it be this time?
“Who is in need of saving this time Kate?” Price grinned sarcastically. As he opened the folder the first thing he noticed was the family photo as it was on top of the pile. Just a family of three; a father, mother, and daughter (a young woman) lined up together in front of some historic looking building. All three were smiling happily for the shot.
“She’s been taken,” Laswell said, then sipped on some champagne.
“And her importance? Price asked.
“The man is Juan Carlos Morena. He’s an environmentalist recently elected as mayor to a town in the south of Colombia. He's become infamous in the conservation sphere. And with him being elected as a mayor only made him more famous. It’s given other activists hope that people want change to happen in the region.”
“But?” Price looked to Laswell finding the “but” in this topic.
“Climate activists in Colombia have always been targeted by a number of greedy people. They are the disruptors to their illegal operations so it’s common for activists like this guy to be killed. Only this time instead of just killing him off his daughter has been taken by a confirmed cartel group operating in the area.”
“How is it confirmed?” Price asked.
“To make a statement they kidnapped her in daylight in front of people. It was filmed,” Kate took out her phone from her pocket and played the video on silent. It was a shaky shot but it was definitely a video of a young woman being shoved into a car while fighting for her life.
“How do you know it’s not some staged act? Daddy’s girl wanted to get away from parents?”
“I asked the same question but she’s also just as giving to the community as her parents are. She’s a lawyer and leader of her own organization of helping women leave their abusive households. She’s active in the community so trust me when I say she doesn’t seem like a spoiled, rich girl that got into the wrong crowd.”
“Christ,” Price flipped through the pages. “You said a confirmed cartel as well? How do we know that?”
“The symbol on the jeep is the symbol used by this particular organization. They’ve been within our radar for some time so it was recognizable. Not much has been done on our part to suppress them but this could finally be our chance.”
“So moving drugs and inciting violence is one thing but you finally draw the line at kidnapping a major figure of the community?” Price looked at Kate in suspicion.
“There have been plenty of stories that have come to me about these guys, Price,” she got defensive. “But stories weren't enough. Now we have footage and a kidnapping. It's a chance to finally put these guys down once and for all. And you and your boys are the best in the business for this kind of job. So what do you say?”
Price kept glaring at his old friend. Although she tried to hide it, Kate had a look of desperation and concern. Price gave in with a heavy sigh. “What are our villains' names?”
“They call themselves “The Jungle” or in Spanish it would be “La Jungla”,” Kate revealed in a rough accent. “They used to be a small sect connected to the Medellin cartel but have operated for the past twenty years as their own separate organization. These are dangerous people John. And the civilians of this region could use one less threat to their lives,” Laswell put the now empty glass onto a passing tray. Price stayed silent for a moment looking over the rest of the files. “You don’t have to accept this but the squad that’s being formed by their own military could use some people like you and your boys.”
The captain looked at the family photo one last time. Those smiles cut deep into the soldiers heart in thinking how scared they all must be. Her family weren’t the only one’s in pain. This was a whole community of people trying to make their lives better and it only keeps being interrupted by vile people like this cartel.
“Well, alright then,” John closed the folder and handed it back to his friend.
“Your support will be very appreciated, John,” Laswell grinned.
“How did you even hear about this mess?”
“Through the grapevine kind of situation. A friend, of a friend, of a friend contacted me.”
“Looks like you’re the most popular kid in the schoolyard Kate,” John chuckled with Kate following along with him as she found the comment humorous as well.
“There is one slight problem John.”
“And that is?”
“You and your boys have no experience in this region or a landscape like this and only you and Gaz know Spanish that’s passable at best. This is a region where English speakers are rare and communication will be a key,” Kate explained. “There could also be encounters with non Spanish speakers as well.”
“So what are you saying?” John crossed his arms.
“Your team is being loaned a new recruit. But don’t worry they have plenty of experience for this kind of stuff,” Laswell looked to her left and gestured for a man some feet away from them to come join her and Price. The man came up and greeted Price with a firm handshake. He was dressed in a formal military uniform with the flag of Peru patch on his left arm. “John, this is Colonel Alvarez of the Peruvian Air Force.”
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Captain Price,” the man nodded.
“Pleasure is all mine, Colonel. It’s not you who will be joining me for the mission will it?” John didn’t want to be rude but the man had some years on him to be doing a mission like the one he just accepted.
“No, no captain, I have recommended someone to Laswell for you to take on the mission. She is a very valuable asset to the air force and will be very helpful in this situation.”
“What does the Peruvian military have to do with the affairs of the remote region of Colombia?” John asked.
“That we share many common enemies and most notably…we share the Amazon,” the colonel noted. “It is not uncommon for military troops from different nations that share a border to assist one another on missions like this.”
“I’m going to take a guess and say you’re the friend of a friend Laswell was implying about?”
“Indeed,” the colonel nodded. “This is who will be joining your team captain,” the Peruvian man handed Price another manila folder with the name “Harpia” in the front.
John skimmed over the impressive resume of the recruit. Kate was right about her experience even though she had only been in the military for the past five years. “She’s quite the academic,” John noticed the bachelor's degree in her education side of the file along with a number of certifications. Then there was a list under the languages section that left him surprised. “What are all these?”
“Your recruit is an expert in indigenous languages, captain,” the colonel explained. “Where you are going, not everyone speaks Spanish. Not many military personnel have her knowledge and even fewer civilians have her experience and clearance for this kind of mission.”
“Alright, so we meet her over there?” John accepted the outcome.
“Not necessarily John, she was in the parade and is right here,” Kate said.
“She would be right over…” the colonel scanned the area of the dining tent. “There she is,” the colonel pointed to a young woman holding a small plate with a half eaten slice of cake.
“Does she know about all this?” Price asked.
“Indeed she does,” the colonel nodded. “You can go and meet her now if you like.”
“Then if you’ll excuse me,” Price nodded to the two higher ranking agents as he went off to the side and meet his new temp.
Not one for sneaking, John came up to the young woman directly. She was dressed in a dark green coat and knee length skirt in the same color and some low square heels. She had a fancy sash across her chest and a spiffy looking hat that lay on top of her neatly slicked back hair that was tied on a braided low bun. She was fully decked out as much as the other parade performers.
The young woman saw the captain make his way towards her and she put down her plate immediately. There was a cheery grin on her face once John was finally in front of her; towering over her frame. “Captain Price?” the decorated woman asked.
“That would be me,” John smiled at her. The most notable thing about the lady was her small stature. She seemed to be even shorter than Farah. Her cheekbones were high and sharp but also maintained a very round face. There was something very unique about her face but then he remembered the list of languages she knew.
“It’s an honor to meet you Captain,” she shook Price's hand enthusiastically. “I am Lieutenant Daniela Huari of the Peruvian Air Force.”
“Aka Harpia,” John added. “What’s that stand for?”
“The harpy, like in Greek mythology but in this case it’s after the harpy eagle of South America,” Daniela explained.
“Can’t wait to find out how you got that one,” John chuckled. “So you’re the one who’s joining me and my boys?”
“It would seem so,” Daniela nodded.
“You know what you’re walking into, right?” John had his concern dad tone switched on.
“I do,” the lieutenant nodded a yes to the captain.
“Good,” John smiled at her eagerness. “I mean clearly you more than qualified for this,” he held up her file. “Very impressive stuff in here.”
“Thank you Captain Price,” Daniela grinned at the praise.
“Alright lieutenant, you meet us on the base at 18:00 hours. There isn’t any more time to waste here.”
“Si, capitan,” Daniela saluted the higher ranking officer.
“Meet ya there Harpia,” John grinned once more to the young woman and made his way back to his boys who were stuffing themselves with all sorts of stuff on their plates. “Come on lads we have some packing and explaining to do,” Price waved for the other three men to follow him out of the tent.
“Who were you talking to Cap’?” Soap asked while taking one last bit out of his dessert.
“Who was that with Laswell?” Gaz then questioned as well.
“And who was the shrimp you talked to next?” Ghost added to the list of questions to his captain.
“Let’s talk about this at the base boys. There’s a lot to unpack here,” Price led his task force back to the base on the outskirts of the city.
Task Force 141 made their way to their assigned aircraft that would be crossing them over the Atlantic all the way to a base in Venezuela. Price was right about unpacking a great deal of information to the other three men. The mayor, the mayor's daughter, her kidnapping, the cartel, there was much for the boys to intake.
“A rescue mission and taking down a cartel. This’ll be fun,” Soap laid a friendly soft punch on Ghost’s shoulder.
“Just dandy, Soap,” Simon gruffed.
With heavy bags on their shoulders they finally found the lot for their transport. The loading dock door was fully open, ready for them to load in. But as they turned to go up the ramp all three men stopped dead in their tracks at someone already strapping in their own bags.
“Who the hell are you?” Ghost partially yelled at the woman.
Daniela bounced in her turn to the 141 crew members as she didn’t hear them come from behind her. “Oh you’re here, great,” she walked up to the men who towered over her.
“Lieutenant Riley, Sergeant Garrick, Sergeant MacTavish, it’s a pleasure to meet you boys. I’ll be working with you on this mission,” she extended her hand for one of them to shake but all three of them just looked at her confusingly.
“Boys! Be nice,” Price came from behind them. “This is lieutenant Daniela Huari. She is joining us as a pilot, guide, translator and interpreter, and survival expert,” Price came up to Daniela and gave her upper back a quick pat. “She’s on loan to us from the Peruvian Air Force so play nice with her. I want a good report about us from her when all this is over.”
“Survival expert?” Soap asked.
“The biggest disadvantage we have is that neither of us have ever been to this type of region. We’ve been to the country before but the place isn’t the streets of Bogota. This is the Amazon, a hostile environment we’ve never been to. Even though we’ll be assisting a military squadron from Colombia, I was informed that she will be needed.”
“For what?” Ghost asked.
“To make sure you don’t wipe your ass with a poisonous plant,” Daniela teased.
Gaz and Soap couldn’t help but snicker at the comment. Even Price couldn’t hold in a soft scoff to his chest. “Alright soldiers, let’s get going. We have a whole ass ocean to cross.”
Johnny laughed quietly to Simon. “She’s a lieutenant and you called her a shrimp.”
“Shut up,” Ghost rumbled beneath his breath.
——The captain meeting Daniela Huari
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Hi again! I've had this thought in terms of hxh meta that I personally have not seen discussed, so I'm gonna dump it here for you! There's an underlying theme I've noticed of characters throughout the series being one that lost their other halves. Like, most obvious, Leorio and Kurapika lost their childhood best friends. Melody lost her friend to the devil's music. We see Nobunaga lose Uvogin, and so on. So Killua saving Gon instead of letting him die after CAA seems to be a "breaking the cycle" so to speak, although I'm not sure what that would even mean! Nothing much to say besides those details I've noticed, but I wanted to know if you had thoughts? Or perhaps it's just an interesting background detail that is up in the air in terms of being significant?
Hello, thank you so much for sending an ask again! I've put some thought into this topic as well, so I'm happy you brought this up! How I'm answering this is both somewhat abstract and far-reaching in the series so it's a little difficult to summarize and express simply, but I hope you and others might get some meaning out of it!
I strongly believe that one of HxH's great overarching themes is the transformational power of love and how it grants people second chances in life. In this post I'm referring to love in a broader sense, not just romantic love, as of course many different types of love are portrayed and have deep importance in HxH. We see the theme of transformative love in so many different relationships and instances that it's difficult to even summarize them--a few examples are Gon and Killua, Meruem and Komugi, Meruem and his Royal Guard, Ging and Kite, Killua and Ikalgo, even in less major character pairs like Ging and Razor (Razor: "Ging taught me it took only one person, one person in the entire world who will trust you, to save you.") and Kite and Koala, but that's only scraping the surface. I reblogged a previous wonderful meta that pointed out the domino effect of Killua's act of kindness towards Ikalgo, which ended up changing the ultimate trajectory of humanity's war against the Chimera Ants. This is a great example of this theme in action!
But of course, while meeting and loving someone can transform that person's whole life, so also can losing someone significant. It can set someone on a completely different life track than they would have been on had they not lost them--Kurapika, Leorio, Senritsu, the Phantom Troupe (especially with their flashback in recent chapters), Gon and Kite, Kacho and Fugetsu (though this hasn't played out all the way yet) come to mind, but there are many more throughout the series as well. Not all of the losses that fit into this are someone losing their other half/most important person, but there's a solid enough percentage that it certainly seems to be a trend Togashi is establishing and exploring.
It's difficult to explore one of these themes in depth and with honesty without the other--love happens, loss of loved ones happens, both are deeply transformative, and both can ultimately be placed under the broader umbrella of the transformative power of love. After all, if losing a person causes someone's entire life path to change, chances are they loved them a great deal and the force behind the change that occurs in their life is the love and grief they still feel after the loss.
HxH has many tragic elements and Togashi certainly doesn't shy away from the heart-wrenching and long-lasting results of loss, but I think it's fair to say from the 400 chapters we have so far that HxH's themes are not ultimately tragic and hopeless on this topic by any means. In HxH:
Death is not always insurmountable, i.e., Kite, the Chimera Ants in general
The life path one ends up on after a major loss need not be a tragic one, i.e. Leorio deciding to be a doctor and help children in poverty as a result of losing his friend
Death in itself can be an act of love, i.e. Meruem and Komugi, Netero and humanity
Even if one ends up on a dark path as a result of loss, that doesn't mean they can't be saved by someone else's love for them, i.e., Gon and Killua, this could also end up being the trajectory for Kurapika and Leorio potentially?
With Gon and Killua, their whole relationship is based on them transforming each other and giving each other second chances:
Gon saving Killua simply by not judging him, befriending him, and showing him another life path
Gon retrieving Killua from the Zoldyck family when Killua's resolve broke down because of Illumi
Killua pulling the needle of out of his head out of sheer love for and desire to protect Gon
And of course Killua not allowing Gon to die, simultaneously saving him and transforming Alluka's life.
(And Killua's ability to save and help Alluka is of course, a direct result of the kindness Gon extended to Killua and the love Killua has for Gon.)
There's no way to know for certain what will happen in their future, but I definitely think their relationship has one more transformation in it at least, in the form of a reunion and reconciliation.
So, in summary, I think these themes of someone losing a person who was their other half and how one continues to live after that are another way of exploring the broader theme of what it means to love someone and be transformed by meeting them, which I see as a primary theme of HxH. I also think some of these relationships are intended to be comparisons to or foils of Gon and Killua's relationship in a sense (especially Kurapika and Pairo and Kacho and Fugetsu, but others as well), expanding on the themes of their relationship and how a love that deep affects people, both in beautiful and in deeply painful ways.
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Not A Joke, Not Unreality:
A company called Quantum Fiber (under Century Link) recently set up my home town for fiber optic internet. I got them a month ago and aside from a few outages it was decent.
Last week, it went out. They sent me a super specific time it would be back-
They failed to make it and sent another, minutes later.
And another when that failed.
And over the week, more and more.
I called and they just read me the same email out loud. They offered no escalation or resources. Every time, they fail. I have not had internet for my house in a week, and this morning I got this one-
I looked into other people having the same problem and found this-
Edit forgot link
That's not something called a "766" line, that's them fucking up my city 766 times. This company is fucking shit, and I'm sick of this. I've filed an FCC complaint but those take a month to even get a reply.
So I'm hoping my 173,365 followers can help make this show of their ineptitude and callousness go viral. Please.
They are in a time of massive expansion into many new states and cities. I am asking anyone so inclined with a few minutes to spare to find your town or state's government information technology office or liaison, or just a local government representative of any kind, and write them a quick note stating that this company destroys town utilities and offers absolute frustrating failures of service in return.
If you have Quantum Fiber and have been similarly failed by them, please file an FCC complaint. You might at least get a free month out of it.
If you work with a news source or popular blog, please boost this however you can.
If you are on any app on which they are present, please feel free to write or tag them and let them know they have failed their customers and cities they work with.
Please do not engage in threats or harassment of any form. Keep this legal, civil, and proper so that it can create a legal basis and record of good citizen interaction on the part of this company's victims. I am asking for help in a grassroots campaign, not a violent or prank-filled heap that just gets people in trouble. AND DO NOT FOR ANY REASON EVER PESTER THE WORKERS, PHONE REPS AND TECHNICIANS THEY HAVE OUT THERE. This is the corporation's fault, not the poor folks they employ who they likely try to make take the backlash.
If you have any other ideas on how to hold a mega-corp responsible for the shit they put their customers through, please comment and recommend. I am sick of this shit. I know there are worse things happening and even worse companies doing horrid things right now. But maybe this one is new/small enough that a viral campaign can kick them where it hurts and get them to act more responsibly to their customers and safely to the places they work.
Please help if you have time. Please spread this in the hopes they see it and get off their butts and fix their horrible shit. Any random reblog or post on any platform might be the one their investors hear of.
Thank you anyone for anything you can do.
-Ari
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