#queue should show me some respect

[angelicpoison12]

daddy issues ☆

MFA/MFM, (N)SFW, 18+, PORN W/ FEELINGS

Lucifer notices just how much you care. when he gives you a rubber duck, your feelings solidify, and you decide to show him your gratitude in a more... physical way.

Lucifer is downbad for you omg, top!Lucifer, soft dom!Lucifer, mating press, missionary, fluffy sex, i need to show this man some love ya'll oml

—🦢— 

it felt a little odd finding solace in a man that you’d feared your entire life. growing up, you were ushered to avoid the devil at all costs. it felt weird knowing he was a short, funny, socially awkward king that liked rubber ducks.

Lucifer was everything that you never had but wanted in a father; someone who was kind and was willing to guide you in the hotel. you were happy that his relationship with Charlie was getting better. Lucifer seemed to still have some trouble with properly socializing, having a filter, and making sure to catch social queues-but he was trying, and that was what mattered most. 

you often found yourself questioning if you wanted more to come out of your relationship with Lucifer. it was odd, in a way. you were both so nervous around each other that you had to be in a conversation with others just to get it flowing. you both realized you had more in common than you thought you ever would. you were both silly and had your own hobbies that collided in the best ways possible. he made you feel heard and safe. 

—🦢— 

one night, you decided to have a drink to chill out. it had been a long week, and you just really needed to cool off. 

you sat at the bar, looking at Husk with a smile. he smiled back. Husk enjoyed you because you didn’t push his boundaries, and you often respected him. he enjoyed talking to you as well, and most of the time, he’d let you pet his ears if you got drunk enough to ask sweetly. 

“just a soda water, please. i’ve had a long week,” 

you told Husk. he poured you a seltzer and added some juice, sliding it over to you. as he dried a few glasses, he asked,  “what made your week so long?”  “i don’t know honestly. it just felt longer than most weeks,”  you said, shrugging. Husk nodded.  “i understand somewhat. but what’s up? you don’t usually sit at the bar. you often get your drink and go to the lounge,”  Husk said, quirking a furry brow at you. you sighed and looked around.  “i’m waiting for Lucifer... i know he hangs out around here before bed, so I wanted to see him.”  “oh? you wanted to see him before bed, huh?”  Husk asked with a smirk, chuckling as he shook his head. your face turned red, and you pouted, crossing your arms at Husk. he knew all too well that you wanted more than just a friendship with Lucifer. he’d often watched from afar, seeing how you two would both light up in conversations, constantly hitting it off and talking faster than two teenage girls at a slumber party.  

you nodded and quietly said,  “well... yeah, of course i do. he's my friend.”  “he should be down here soon. he’s been locked up in his room all day upstairs. i think he’s been making those dumb ducks,”  Husk said. you were quick to say,  “hey, they aren’t dumb! i think they’re pretty cute.”  Husk only chuckled and shook his head in response, amused by your loyalty to the man.  

Lucifer came downstairs, humming and holding a little paper bag. he saw you and his cheeks were dusted with a rosy red.  “oh! Y/N! i-uh, what’re you doing down here? weren’t waiting for me, were ya?”  Lucifer asked, smiling shyly at you, now holding the bag behind his back. you smiled back at him, watching as he sat at the barstool next to yours, setting the bag on the counter.  “nah, I was just stalking you.”  you teased at him. you noticed the bag and asked,  “what’s that?”  “oh-well, uh it’s-uhm, it’s actually for you.”  Lucifer said. he pushed the bag towards you. it was light and didn’t have too much of a feel to it. you took out the white tissue paper, hearing it crinkle under your fingers, gasping when you pulled out the item inside the bag. 

it was a rubber duck. it was painted and decorated to look like you. it had the swirls of your hair in acrylic paint, your eyes in resin glass, a little beak, and even cute clothes made of fabric he’d sewn himself. Lucifer looked at you, a little nervous as he asked,  “do you like it...? i mean, i hope you do, i spent a lot of time on-”  you didn’t even let Lucifer finish his sentence. you lunged forward and hugged him, your head in his chest as you snuggled up to him, mumbling against him,  “no, no, Lucifer... i love it. i love it more than you could ever know. thank you so much,”  you told him, smiling up at him. Lucifer held you close, his nose nuzzling in your hair as you both basked in the hug. 

“goddamn, get a room, you two!”  you heard a boisterous laugh behind you. you blushed and turned around, seeing Angel Dust standing there, leaning against the bar in his usual lustful gaze at Husk.  “say uh, wanna have some fun, Whiskers?”  Angel asked, his lower set of arms fluffing up at his chest. Husk’s eyes widened, a low, gravely growl coming out of him in a catlike way. 

you took this opportunity for a distraction, dragging Lucifer away and going upstairs to his room. Lucifer squeaked when you basically pinned him against the wall, leaving you both breathless and a little shocked of the situation.  “Lucifer,”  you began, swallowing as you tried to figure out how to say the words. it was hard. you’d been wanting to tell him how you felt for ages now. but now that you had the opportunity, it felt as if the water was boiling hot beneath you both, and you couldn’t deny the palpable feeling you were getting in your chest. 

“Lucifer, i... i just-”  you didn’t need to finish. he pressed a finger to your lips, his eyes nearly burning with love.  “shh, you don’t need to say anything, baby,”  Lucifer’s voice was a soft purr as he spoke. he cupped your face, his claws gently holding you as he came closer, your lips brushing in a sweet serenade.  

the kisses went from soft and innocent to messy and spiraling in a matter of seconds. by the time you’d reached his bedroom door, you were both practically drooling into each other’s mouths.   "fuck, Lucifer,”  you panted. he smirked, starting to kiss your neck as he chuckled,  “nah, it’ll be the other way around baby, trust me.”  he said, his forked tongue sliding its way up to your ear, circling the shell as he began to tug off your shirt over your head. he pinned you down on the bed, whispering,  “don’t worry, baby. i’ll be gentle. well, as gentle as i can be... i wouldn’t hurt you on purpose, i hope you know that,”  Lucifer said. his voice was loving and you could tell he meant every word he said.  

you shivered when Lucifer tugged your shirt off, his lips making their way down to your collarbone, his hands lovingly squeezing your chest. "fuck, you're beautiful, applecake." Lucifer whispered, his lips a little shaky. they went to your left nipple, his soft fingers fondling with the right one. he reciprocated the treatment to both of them, making your chest feel buzzed and loved.

he licked his way down to your tummy, dipping it into your belly button, eliciting an innocent giggle from you. he smirked at that, enjoying the sensations he was making course throughout your body.

Lucifer's fingers webbed into your pants, his eyes looking up at you for consent. when you nodded at him, he slowly took them off of you, reveling at the sight. he sucked in a sharp breath, his slacks feeling incredibly tight all of a sudden. "fucking unholy Hell.." he choked, grabbing some lube from his nightstand. he coated his fingers, shedding off his coat and vest, left in his unbuttoned white button up shirt, and white pants, his black boots left on as well.

his fingers were cool and sleek against your hole. he pressed a tender kiss behind your ear as he said, "shh, relax, baby.. i promise, i'll take care of you," he said, gently sliding the first finger into you. you felt your body quiver, making a soft gasp leave your lips. Lucifer kissed you, easing some pain when he added a second finger, stretching you further. "oh God," you panted, quivering under Lucifer's ministrations. no wonder why Lilith and Eve slept with him, fuck, he was really good at this. "no God can save you now, applecake," Lucifer chuckled in a sinister tone against your sensitive neck. you squeaked when he sank his teeth into the soft flesh, making a yelp leave your soft lips, your muscles tightening around his fingers.

Lucifer pulled his fingers out of you, sucking the digits clean before undoing the zipper on his pants, but he only pulled them down enough just to expose his butt. you whined, wanting to see more of him. "you'll take what i let you see of me, baby, or nothing at all." Lucifer growled, his hands holding down your shoulders. you pouted but nodded, deciding to be obedient for now.

he slowly stroked some lube into his length. it was a good length, not too girthy, but had a nice vein running on the left underside. he slowly brushed the head of his cock against your entrance, shivering as he felt the remaining wetness from the lubricant he used to stretch you out. you hooked your legs around his waist, and he pulled you closer, your forehead nearly touching.

"i love you, Y/N," Lucifer whispered, kissing you. you mewled into the kiss, gasping when he pushed into you at the same time. he ran his snake-like tongue over your lips, and you gave him permission to enter your wet cavern, allowing him to take control over your oral desires. his hips were slow and measured as they pushed against you, his pelvis rubbing you in all the right places. you moaned quietly, enjoying the intimate scenery. the lights weren't too bright, the bed was soft, and you could feel each other's warmth-even though Lucifer was still pretty much clothed. but fuck, it made it more exciting in a way.

"ah.. Lucifer, fuck.. more, give me more," you begged, growing used to the pace. Lucifer smirked and pressed you further into the bed, his hips angled downward as he began to go faster and harder, his tip hitting your spot over and over again. you cried out at the sudden rough pace, yelping and whimpering with each nudge his tip made inside of you.

"fuck-! Lucifer! i'm cumming-! yes, don't stop! don't stop!" you begged, almost drooling from how good he was destroying you. Lucifer couldn't help but grin sadistically at the sight, his horns coming out as he grew into his demon form, nuzzling your neck and sinking his teeth into your flesh once more.

the mere feeling was enough to make tidal waves of pleasure roll over you. the bite, his cock inside of you, his pelvis rubbing you-it was all too much. you were cumming fast and hard, your release explosive, back arching, lips letting out the sweetest yet most sinful sounds Lucifer had ever heard. it wasn't long before Lucifer was cumming too. his cock pulsed inside of you, and he grunted, pulling out after a few more sloppy thrusts. he stroked his cock, a few stray pieces of blonde hair falling in his face, lips agape, eyes half-lidded as his cock shot white ropes of orgasmic wax onto your tummy.

Lucifer smiled, panting after the last drop had smeared along your belly button. he kissed your lips, his mouth going down. you made a confused noise, only to squeak when his tongue began lapping up his release from your tummy. he nuzzled your pelvis, chuckling as he purred, "oh applecake, i'm far from done with you," he purred, nuzzling his cheek against your inner thigh, his eyes dark as he glanced up at yours.

fuck, you were in for a ride tonight.

—🦢—

[hdrygdhbuu]

Hello, I’ve read a few small stories from Dir en grey’s meet&greet and experience from the concerts in general aaannddd I also decided to share mine from m&g 19.03 in Warsaw… Maybe just mainly for archival purposes, but anyway… it was quite interesting.

Since It was my very first concert in my whole life (but what is most important Dir en grey concert😭) and I was sosososo hella nervous – on top of all I came completely alone into the dark unknown! The first show of my favourite band. The first meet&greet with precious and talented band members on their first tour destination. I thought I could have died before start of the show.

Beforehand I’ve read some different experiences from m&g – there were really a few, really – it was said that people with VIP queued in front of the venue doors and were entering one by another to meet the members(¿). (Actually I have no clue, because I didn’t happen to enter among all the people… You’re allowed to read to know then lol) When I had come on the floor I saw two queues actually. One to the m&g and another to the merch booth. But as I said, It was my first life experience so I immediately got super confused and didn’t know where to go… Two long queues, a lot of people, I couldn’t understand which one is which… Anyway I stayed at the end of the merch queue (😭) and managed to buy some things almost THE LAST ONE. I mean, there still was a couple of girls near the stand, but… the cashier was very nice, (he let me pull out of the bag some secret postcard&stickers on my own lol) when he said «there is a meeting with a band, so you should hurry» and pointed at the entrance doors. I looked and realised there was no one around, like, really, empty corridor… Obviously I got scared (even more scared than I’ve been all this day) and rushed there immediately, almost running – actually it was just “fast-walking”. I didn’t know the place, what is where, and at that moment I didn’t even know where is the venue and where I entered… I jumped up to the venue with dizzy head, completely at a loss, greatly confused (I’m sorry, but that cashier really made me worry and hurry with those words😭) and first I couldn’t even recognize the place. All happened so suddenly: I saw them. But the first gaze was so quick, really, I only managed to catch the smiley glance from Toshiya first! Probably all of them were so confused of the chaotic way I entered 😭 (I even thought Toshiya was internally laughing at me, but i guess I was simply delusional.) The staff stopped me with "wait" or something, and – oh what a shame… – at that exact moment I suddenly/quickly turned around at my speed (but it wasn’t so fast fr) and stepped back as almost i was about to leave at every moment 😰 There were no fans nearby… before or after me… and we just stayed like that, so so embarrassing… Me, being afraid even just of looking at them, because I knew, I felt they were staring at me… Maybe i got affected by this “wait” from the staff and actually lost all remains of courage, waiting, waiting for the right signal😭 I met eyes with that woman from the staff, she was staring at me and i was looking at her like “what should i do, when am i allowed to step forward😰” Jeez i really felt so many eyes on me, as it was a long moment and i got lost…

But when i raised my sight, i couldn’t bear but just notice Toshiya’s smile 😭 (him being that tall after all) You know, it was just impossible not to catch it. He was staring so brightly, with the kindest and the most loving smile on his face😭 This smile could physically warm a body and hearts, full of gratefulness, love and respect. Since I’m quite young (i’m 20 actually… but the fact that I admit that I look much younger) for a moment i realised – i’m sure – it was a smile of a loving parent/senpai looking at the child/kohai 😭 Just… can’t describe this wholesome feeling, that he created inside of me with this looking&smile. He didn’t cut off his glance even when we actually met our eyes… i mean, i immediately got shyshyshyshy, i couldn’t withstand it and looked away😭 it was just too much😭🤚🏻

Then i noticed Kaoru looking straight and handing his postcard to me, encouraging me to come closer, and so that was the sign when i managed to finally move my trembling body. (The possibility that they might have been waiting for me just flutters all my insides and kills me!) So, then.. everything happened quite quickly, i was collapsed by shock, embarrassment and happiness at the same time, to the point I almost teared up. I bowed at each of them, saying quietly arigatogozaimassss as they were handing me signed postcards. I couldn’t even make myself to raise my head and look at them… Toshiya was the last one in a row, and when i stood in front of him the actual height difference hit me and got me on knees (and that’s the second reason i couldn’t get myself to look up – it would be physically uncomfortable lol i guess) I mean… this man is really tall, I faced his chest at the level of my nose for real, so yeah (I’m 160cm). He was the one who thanked me in response – well, maybe i was just too dumb and rushed too much idk – and that was so cute of him! Really, he seemed to be the nicest at the m&g, he really does care about fans, he really is glad and happy to meet fans😭 and he obviously showed his appreciation of all its power/extent. The one meeting broke my heart.

Of course after this i rushed to the rest of people near the stage (luckily i was in a second row right before Toshiya!) And then they left the place almost right away… I mean, after all maybe i really was the last one??? And what if they were waiting for me?? (It kills me ugh) Idk… I was sure there were some more girls at the merch booth before….

Anyway, talking about my very first show impression, i was sincerely amazed by this little pleasing discovery of my own – all of them actually were looking at fans during the show! Like straight in the eyes. Catching our glances. Sustaining this eye contact again and again. It felt like a dream, it felt like we and them actually connected on some kind of inner basis/level… I’m sure I even crossed some glances with Toshiya and Kaoru 😭 I didn’t expect it so, again, i felt kinda embarrassed, but super crazy! That was so much fun! Really, I will never forget those nights… And now, every time reminding it – all of them, the performance, their movements and emotions, that charming smile of Toshiya – I can’t help but melt into a divine smile…

Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart💔 And thank you too who has read this unexpectedly long message 😭🤲🏻 And sorry for any mistakes..

P.S. I also wouldn’t mind if anyone who has read it, would like to share their experience too🤲🏻 Really, just kinda curious… and after all i don’t have friends who i can talk about diru with sooooooo feel free to share🙌🏻🌷

[ateriblewriter]

Snuggle Day (c.c)

Requested: no

Warnings: mentions of sexy times (nothing really descriptive), nothing else I believe

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"Cole," you whisper, brushing aside a stray piece of hair that had fallen in front of his face, prompting him to stir slightly. His bare arms are still wrapped around you, pulling you in closer. The two of you were still sparsely dressed from the night before.

"Come on, lover, I need to get going if I'm ever going to make it back by the time you boys get home." You very much wanted to let your sleepy boyfriend continue in his slumber. But you had wanted to get your training run in before it got too hot outside, and you didn't want to do it anymore. Plus, it's a thirteen-mile day!"

You had been running ever since you were little, a run for fun. Starting with kids runs when you were younger, evolving to cross country and track when you were in high school. You ran your first half marathon during your first year of college, completing a full 26.2-mile marathon the following year.

"I think you should skip your long run today and stay here in bed with me. I can think of a better way to get your training in." Cole's words were muffled when he nuzzled his face into your chest.

"Come on, darling, the boys are probably already waiting for you. Plus, we can always take a shower or something when we both get back." You laughed at your lover boy's insistence on staying in bed. You didn’t want to leave either, but if you both got the things you needed to do out of the way first, then you could pick up where you had left off.

"Or, or, hear me out on this. We stay here while everyone else goes out. We can have a little fun." His eyebrows bounced up and down as he said the last bit, alluding to something more intimate taking place once the other boys staying at the home left. "We can still take that shower and have even more fun in there. And then we can just snuggle for the rest of the day."

"But we have to..." You trailed off, trying to come up with a good enough excuse not to give into the temptation to take a day off of training for your respective sports and spend the day together instead, but nothing was coming to mind.

"Nope. No. You hesitated, and now you can't get up because you are my prisoner for the day. And we are doing what I want to do." Cole, with his arms still wrapped around you, now swung one of his legs over yours, successfully trapping you.

"Okay." You admitted defeat, still not being able to come up with a good enough excuse, and gave in to him. What was one day? You could go on your run tomorrow.

Cole placed his hands on either side of of your face, peppering it with kisses. Grabbing his phone he sent some made up story as to why he wasn’t going to be making it in for training session that morning.

The two of you then had some of the best slow and lazy sex, which was the complete opposite of what was performed in the shower when the party was moved in there after the boys returned to the house.

“Hey do you want to get some snacks? I’ll set up the fort and queue the movie up?” Finishing up in the bathroom, you step out of the bathroom to admire your shirtless boyfriend. God he was beautiful, especially with the various love bites you left on him.

Cole knew once he left the room he was going to be subjected to the chirping of his friends. He let their comments roll of his shoulder.

“You’re just jealous you’re not getting any.” The boy in love smirked showing off the hickies with pride.

He grabbed the plate full of fruits and the of popcorn and brought them back to the room where you had taken all the blankets and all the pillows on the floor arranged to make a small fort.

For the rest of the day, the two of you were tangled up in each other watching movies, eat snacks and talking about anything and everything that came to mind. It was a nice and relaxing day spent together. At some point during a viewing of Toy Story 2, you managed to fall asleep.

“I love you, my beautiful girl.” Cole kissed the top of your head before turning his attention back to the movie playing in the laptop.

[deiaiko]

#21.1 Order

Endorsi sat in the living room, with Sleepyhead lying on the floor nearby. Today was her turn to stay put, while the others went downtown to get groceries and scout some info regarding the next floor test. It was still two months away though, and honestly she had gotten bored even with all the paparazzis tailing her left and right.

Well, it was until she got her butt kicked by that fucking Khun guy– what was his name again? Agnis? Huh, wasn't that Khun's? Ah, whatever. She'd just call him Mask.

She admitted that she was still very bitter about it. She was a Jahad princess, damn it! And from what she heard, that Khun guy was FUG? Why did her team agree to this alliance again? Khun and Isu must be out of their minds.

Endorsi clicked a little harder on the TV remote to channel her frustration, until she ended up with some kind of fashion show program. It did nothing to distract her from her anger.

Laure suddenly moved to sit, and that took her by surprise. "Whoa!" Endorsi exclaimed, almost leaping off from the sofa.

It looked like Sleepyhead was fully awake. He was staring hard at the window, not minding her in the slightest. His eyebrows knitted together before he asked, "Where's everyone?"

Endorsi found his question very odd. Not only because Laure wasn't the kind to start a conversation, but also because he would just ignore whatever everyone was doing as long as his sleep was uninterrupted. She raised an eyebrow at him. "What's your deal?"

Laure didn't answer, his eyes still fixed to whatever outside the window. Curious, Endorsi followed his gaze, yet she found nothing of interest. Just the same view of regulars going about, since the daylight was about to come to an end.

The doorbell rang and Tracksuit's voice was heard as the door opened. "We're back!"

"...Nevermind," Laure muttered to himself and resumed his sleep.

Really, what was wrong with this guy?

She went to greet them and found Hatz and Crocodile missing from the group. Anaak went straight to take a bath, while the blue-haired brothers were already getting comfortable on the sofa. So it was only her and Shibisu who dug into the groceries and put them in their respective places. Endorsi huffed in annoyance when she couldn't find the limited edition snack she asked them for.

Shibisu raised his hands in surrender, reading the situation well. "Hatz and Rak has your order. We decided to split up because the queue was very long. They should be here soon."

"They better."

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[broadwaydivastournament]

MOVIE MUSICAL DIVAS TOURNAMENT

Clang clang clang went the trolley. Hello, and welcome to the Movie Musical Divas tournament. We've just come off a riveting bracket-style tournament dedicated to my beloved Broadway Divas from the 1980s to present day, and have graduated to movie musicals of the 20th century. Submissions for movie musical Divas are now closed, but additional propaganda for competing Divas is welcome.

Round 1 will begin July 1st, 2024 at 5:30 p.m. EST. This tournament will not be bracket-style to free up some of the rigidity of pairings I'd boxed myself into with the Broadway Divas. A sublime 100 Divas will compete for the crown of best movie musical actress.

A full roster (and propaganda checklist) can be found here.

Tags used: #moviemusicaldivas; #moviemusicaltournamentpolls; #mmround["X"]; #poll winners; #[actress names]. Suggest any tags you think will make this a more user-friendly experience.

Frequently Asked Questions:

"But what about [movie musical Diva who stared in one musical in the late 1990s as a 20-something]?" We're playing fast and loose with my guidelines and rules here, but I've made the executive decision to exclude movie musical divas who began late in the timeframe as very young women. We love and respect MILFs in this house.

"But what about [my favorite Diva who didn't make the list]?" All but one submission made it into the tournament unscathed. If she's not on our list, she wasn't submitted.

"That actress was only in [insert show here] so she shouldn't count." Because movie musicals are a niche genre, and many major movie musical stars only ever did one or two in their careers, I've been more lenient on some single-show credits as submissions have gone on.

"Please, please, please, can I submit [Diva] even though it's past deadline?" No, unfortunately the submission window has closed, and I'm rather partial to this neat and tidy hundred. That being said...if you submit her in the next two or three days, and I personally am deeply in love with her, I might allow it. Might.

"What happens if there's a tie?" Great question. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

Propaganda Rules, Guidelines, and Questions:

“I have additional propaganda for a Diva.”  Excellent, I love to see it. Send me an ask, DM me, or reblog the poll and add your propaganda to it. If you see a separate post that relates to your Diva, tag @broadwaydivastournament and I will add it to the queue. I may not reblog your post if said Diva is already swimming in propaganda and her opponent is left high and dry, for the sake of fairness.

"Can I submit propaganda even if it's from a movie musical outside the timeframe?" No post-20th century propaganda will be allowed. For example: I will gleefully reblog anything Angela Lansbury from pre-2000s movie musicals, but will not reblog posts that focus on her post-2000s roles like the Balloon Lady in Mary Poppins Returns. Additionally, as much as it pains me as a self-proclaimed Broadway Baby, I will not be accepting stage performances UNLESS the musical in question has been filmed in full and released as a proshot. Concert performances or television appearances will also be rejected, unless by some fluke, the tv appearance is one of those feature-length special episodes. And even then, it'll be a case-by-case basis.

I am a hater at heart, and so I actually do post/reblog negative propaganda, but it cannot be gratuitous or overtly cruel. Propaganda of this nature should remain respectful, constructive, and reasonable. Acceptable examples include: thoughtful critique of a performance; whether the Diva was miscast in roles; why the Diva is less worthy of votes compared to her competitor based on the films and roles specifically. Personal assassination of a Diva's private life will not be allowed. The isn't the ethics and morality committee.

The views expressed in (most of) the propaganda are not my own. Nearly all submissions were done anonymously and will be credited as such. Any propaganda I personally submit will be done through my personal blog. If you've been here, you probably already know it. If you're new, I'm sure it will be very obvious soon enough. I will not be editing or condensing any propaganda submitted beyond a cursory spell-check, no matter how disdainful I personally am of this whole no capitalization business. I also do not have time to review all videos in full, so if you would like any videos appropriately tagged for sensitive topics, please let me know.

“Where are the hot movie musical men?”  I welcome someone else to start up a hot movie musical man tournament, but it will not be me. I am a lesbian and thoroughly unqualified to oversee a tournament of men. Despite my extensive movie musical knowledge, I have no confidence that I'd be able to name more than five movie musical actors off the top of my head this very minute. (Robert Preston, Yul Bryner, Christopher Plummer- yeah, that's it. That's all I got without thinking about it too hard.)

“I think you forgot to add my propaganda?”  It most likely has to do with broken links. Most Divas have a fairly reasonable amount of propaganda, and so I won't be excluding based on quantity, at least to start. That may change down the line as more comes in.

For any additional questions, please send me an ask or private DM.

[fictionalmenxyn]

Don’t fear the Reaper, but don’t fall for the Reaper

TF141 x fem!reader

Who is the one to be yours? Who will win the former female lieutenant?

Pump cover= over-sized gym clothes. Spot= someone who stands behind you to catch’s the weights of you struggle/can’t control it.

Tw: language and I believe that’s it

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You were quite known in your military career. Being one of the most respected, most badass and feared female lieutenant. Over the years you gain a reputation for yourself, people who you’ve worked with especially the younger ones usually would fangirl you or always ask ‘are you the Grim Reaper?’ It was as if you were a celebrity or something.

You were currently in your room, getting ready to go to the gym. Grabbing your headphones and your mask, you pulled the smooth fabric over your soft skin.

Walking out of your room, locking it behind you, you walk to the gym. As you entered you saw a few people there, then you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Looking down it was a text from Ghost, he texted ‘where are you?’ You replied ‘the gym, why?’ He shortly replied ‘just checking, wanted to drop something off at your room. I’ll drop it by later.’ You replied with a thumbs up and walked further into the gym.

Pulling off your pump cover, you placed it next to your water and phone. Getting ready for the squats you were about to do, you saw a few of the younger boys eyeing you up. Not giving a shit at first you started to do your squats.

As you were about to finish your squats, you could feel the pressure of the boys as you tried to go till failure. But it was as if your mind has been read. Ghost entered the gym and as he spotted you, he saw your eyes were concentrating on something through the mirror. He noticed the boys staring and checking you out.

So he walked over to you, helping you by being your spot then he looked at the boys and warned “keep your eyes up, those weights aren’t gonna lift themselves.” And with that you pushed yourself to do one last lift and you had now finishers doing your squats.

You turned around and smiled under your mask, Ghost saw you smiled by the way your eyes moved. You spoke “thank you” he nodded “no problem, let me know if they bother you again, ok?” You nodded as you headed over to your next activity.

—

After being in the gym around an hour or so, you headed back to your room. Showering and changing into your usual outfit; consisting of your green T-shirt that showed your leaned muscles nicely and your camo-combats that’s should your curves nicely. You were about to pull on your boots when you heard your door being knocked. You shouted “it’s open!” The door opened to reveal Gaz, you smiled with your eyes “hey Gaz, what’s up?” He shrugged “pretty bored, thought you could cure my boredom.” You chuckled and spoke “sure, oh I also have that thing you asked me to grab while I was out.” You grabbed the aftershave you bought when you went out perfume shopping.

He smiled “ah great, thanks, here.” He hands you some money from his wallet. You thanked his for the money and placed it in your draw. You two chatted then saw it was now lunchtime.

Walking into the cafeteria, you walked on over towards the already-formed queue and grabbed a food tray.

—

Meanwhile, at the table which sat Ghost, Soap and Price a conversation took its turn when Soap’s eyes laid on you. He spoke “how on earth is a woman like her single? Eh?” Ghost shrugged and took another bite of his food as his mask sits on his nose. Price looked at Soap and told “just because you and many others fancy her, doesn’t mean she’s into them. She’ll find the right one for herself. Y/n’s a very independent person.”

The boys watched as you and Gaz spoke and laughed. Ghost kept a close eye on you, something in his head sent a sense that something was off. God you’d always say he should’ve been a psychic the way he predicts things.

And as his predictions were correct, he could see you were uncomfortable by some boys who were closer to you than you were ok with. Gaz wasn’t in the queue now as he had went to go grab some condiments. You looked them up and down dirty that’s when Ghost got up and walked over.

Ghost walked over and placed his hand on the small of your back. He asked “you ok?” He knew to ask this as he knows that you won’t pretend nothing happened. You spoke “these new ones don’t seem to understand personal space and how to act like men.”

Ghost looked at the now pale boys, he asked “is that so?” The boys shook their head. Ghost asked “so is Lieutenant Reaper, here, lying to me?” No one moved but one boy nodded. Ghost looked at you and spoke “go over to our table, I’ll deal with these immature kids.” You nodded and whispered a thanks as you grabbed your tray and left.

Once you sat at the table Soap was first to speak “you alright? What were they doing?” You sighed “just being the immature pricks they are, it’s the same people constantly. They did it in the gym early too, Ghost warned them there too.” Price nodded and added “I’ll talk to Laswell about them.” You nodded “thank you, Cap.”

Ghost walked back over and sat next to you, Ghost spoke “boy never leave do they.” You shook your head “unfortunately.”

Then the conversation changed and everyone was talking, Soap would make flirty comments or jokes every so often and Ghost would freeze a little.

—

It was now late at night, well… it was around midnight so late to some. You heard a faint knock on the door, you walked over and opened the door and moved aside for Ghost. Little did everyone know… besides Price, was that you two were dating. Price knew as Ghost mentioned your name when they were creating the team; Laswell did want you to join too cause you two are close.

You closed the door and walked over to the bed Ghost was currently getting comfortable in. You whispered “your late.” You smirked, lucky for you two was that you could take your masks off when it was just the two of you. You two have trusted each other and been together for ages so you both were comfortable.

He mumbled back “heard a few people walking past, besides I’m here now.” You smiled “good.” He chuckled and opened his arms. Crawling onto the small bed which Ghost practically hogged, you we’re comfortable laying on top of him. He rubbed your back as you to quietly talked each other to sleep.

And yea, Ghost did bring up that MacTavish did try and flirt with you. Which Ghost can confirm he failed at that but did try which you laughed to. As you two talked feeling more comfortable in each others arms; you both started to drift off to sleep. The two most feared and dangerous people cuddling closely together and feeling safe and comfortable with each other’s hands and presences.

Have a good day/night!🫶 also yes, I do believe Soap isn’t thee best at flirting or at least the flirty jokes.

[fullscoreshenanigans]

What if uh...what if Michelle and Olivia? W little Ray

And AU with post canon Olivia and Michelle w Ray:(

Going to preface this with how amazing it is people will send me asks on topics I've had vague drafts of for ages but for whatever reason never published them.

(Evidence of my drafts and queue being fucking messes)

But yes, I'm still really attached to the idea of young sister candidates who still have siblings alive old enough to remember them being able to reunite with said siblings upon the farm system being dismantled, and one of the things that's most appealing about the Emma and Ray & Goldy Pond Resistance kids dynamics for me is them regaining that type of older sibling relationship after they had been the oldest siblings of their family for months if not two years since Susan was shipped out (this is also applicable to Norman with Vincent, Cislo, and Barbara post-imperial capital battle).

It's also a bit funny how CloverWorks provides a bit of foundation for this AU, saving Michelle from death because they wanted to save time and resources by reusing her model for one of the sisters that shows up in S2 episode 10.

Arguably one of the best changes they opted for, though they do nothing interesting with it. There's so much melancholic and healing potential upon a reunion with the younger siblings who still remember her and Olivia after spending years in a cutthroat environment that fostered division and systemic exploitation.

With Ray specifically, there's the belief he failed them by letting them walk off to their fate without lifting a finger to stop it or even just provide them with a warning, anything to give them an advantage and show he loved and cared about them, but in his pragmatic planning, he prioritized Emma and Norman over them, and that old regret and shame resurfaces.

And they're left with that dawning, muted realization of "ah, that explains why he'd get so sad every time a sibling left."

(Chapter 181.1)

Knowing he suffered in silence for so long and having been unable to provide him with a true sense of safety like an older sibling should, a new layer of sorrow tinging the memories of attempting to comfort him, sometimes with him maybe briefly lashing out due to something they said being unintentionally hurtful (e.g., "I'm sure they're happy with their new parents" because no they're not they're not they're not they're dead) but always ending with him curling in on himself and wanting to be left alone. Even during the few times it seemed like they were successful (though looking back, Susan and the collective efforts of Emma and Norman probably held the higher success rate), that ache is still present.

Again, lot of healing potential in that initial reunion hug between them and subsequent late night talks of mutual support where tales of their respective horrors slip out and worries over the search for Emma ebb and flow. (You could also go the route of him opening up about the full extent of his relationship with Isabella, though I'm firmly of the "there is no way in hell he is ever bringing that up until his 20s at the earliest unless prompted by an outside force" camp).

I would extend this out to all the older Grace Field kids from Ray through probably Nat though, if only because the first light novel already highlights Ray has a special attachment to Susan that it feels like he's taking up a disproportionate amount of spotlight without inherently offering a more unique spin on such a relationship, and we see Michelle and Olivia interacting with Emma and Norman a bit too, which is also precious.

(TPN Light Novel 1: A Letter from Norman - “The Ghost Incidents at Grace Field House;” the younger siblings listen to Olivia recount her sighting of a ghost with rapt attention.)

(S1 Ending 1 & Ending 2; some younger children sitting around Olivia as she reads them a story.)

(Chapter 12 Bonus Comic; Michelle and Olivia being won over by Emma and Ray to push for being able to see a sick Norman.)

(Minerva Confidential Report Key Animations for S1 Ending 1 & Ending 2; Michelle having a lively conversation with Emma and Norman as they walk through the first floor hallway of Grace Field. There's an argument that this isn't Norman because we can't see a hint of his shark fin cowlick, but unless this is when they're all walking to to push to see a sick Norman, I default to it being Norman since Ray is in the full shot so there's a complete trio babies snapshot.)

(Chapter 181.1; Michelle and Olivia trying to help ease the distress Emma and Norman are going through at seeing Ray cry.)

(Chapter 181.1; Michelle and Olivia with Norman wishing one of their young brothers well on his shipment day.)

(Chapter 17 | Chapter 32; Don and Ray fondly remembering Michelle and Olivia among their siblings who were shipped out, respectively, and interestingly both deeply internalizing how close the two were with each other by each remembering them in a side hug, though this might have just been for Demizu's drawing convenience.)

[iocainesmoothie]

Been playing ffxiv, paid to skip HW but really enjoyed stormblood, saw emet-selch for the first time.

I'm very impressed that his first introduction to the player was to be shot and rag dolled down the stairs, it immediately differentiates him from the other ascians who just say ominous and vague nonsense that never amounts to anything. It was almost more sinister, because it really illustrates the point that the ascians are noncorporeal horrors piloting a meat puppet.

Also very minor detail but I noticed even back in stormblood, instead of writing a boring talk quest as "go talk to so-and-so", instead they say "go meet SOMEONE at such-and-such place". Like it's so very minor, but instead of straight up telling me who you're going to meet they just sorta hint and say how excited that person is to see you again.

Mechanically it's the exact same boring quest format, and maybe I don't otherwise even care about that character, but even that tiny bit of speculating who it is and the implication that they have any kind of emotional response AT ALL is already elevating the writing.

I get the majority of quest text boils down to telling the player to go to X or talk to Y or collect Z and there's only so many ways to do that, and clarity of communication is always top priority, but in something long format like an mmo where the player has likely plugged in a hundred hours already you can kinda assume they've been trained to expect a certain order of events and can play with the format a bit.

Also the last duty of sb was one of those "everyone shows up at the big battle as npcs and cheers at you to go on to the big boss while they hold back reinforcements" fights and it's very anime but honestly it always works on me.

Been leveling up dark knight, but I bought the level 80 warrior boost because I hate playing with other people and I wanted to solo a bunch of the main scenario raids instead of queueing. Also I'm playing dark knight because aesthetics, and tanking for a group is too much responsibility for me.

Honestly dk kinda sucks compared to paladin and warrior, way less mitigation and self healing, and though it feels like I'm doing more damage it's still not as much as a pure dps.

Also bought a bunch of clothes on the shop in a moment of weakness, but now my outfit is so cool I don't want to change into anything else! And I kinda miss wearing vanilla gear and seeing your outfit change as you pick up upgrades. Oh well atleast I'm cute and it avoids those awkward moments when a piece from a new set doesn't fit with your current fit.

Ffxiv clothing designs are so gorgeous, even the shitty low-level vanilla garbage is kinda cute. Ppl who buy store stuff obviously look good but I have way more respect for the glamours I see where people just got really creative with in-game items. The graphics are like 10 years out of date but the hair and clothes and faces are still miles better than some of biowares stuff (guys I love you I'm on your side let's figure this out you can't just make everyone bald)

Also I've noticed the cuts scene cameras do a trick anime does a lot to cut down animation costs, the framing and panning and angles do a LOT of the work when they otherwise can't get these limited models to emote that much. Or else they just fully cut away and let a sound effect imply an action took place and your brain just fills in the difference.

Anyway I'm addicted and am probably wasting a lot of time on things I should be doing instead but it's nice to have something to hyper fixate on for a while, and I haven't even started SB or EW and I've heard they're both life changing so maybe I'll just glut myself until I've wrung all the dopamine I can out of it.

Also I've realized there is such a jump in writing quality in SB that I'm only really emotionally attached to lyse and hien and the general, the rest of the scions are all kind of... idk unlikable?? They're all the same kind of snarky but not really funny, and speak intelligently but not really with any character or having much to say. Allisae being maybe the exception but I feel like she doesn't get much screen time compared to her brother.

It was very touching that she's the tough prickly one, but very honestly tells you she feels alone and sadly asks you not to leave her in a moment of vulnerability before the fight where she reaches for your hand desperately before her soul is teleported away. Like damn yeah this is manipulative but you got me! I'm invested now!

Also that little crystal cat boy was in arr and I never finished/paid attention to his quest line so idk how he ended up i SB, guess I'll find out.

[mickimagnum]

Devin's Dude Ranch: Episode Two (Part One)

Venessa: "Welcome all to Echo Valley Ranch. As you know, this will be your home for the duration of the challenge, or if Devin doesn't feel the connection, until you're eliminated. This is Devin's home, so we ask that you be respectful."

Venessa (continues): "The challenge will take place over 6 weeks and will include challenges that award solo dates with Devin. There will also be group dates and some short one-on-one time each week during cocktail parties prior to eliminations, so use your time wisely to try to get to know our Bachelorette and make that connection. Lastly, input from our audience can influence the outcome of the challenge through weekly polls, so it's important to make a good impression on them as well."

Venessa (continues): "But for tonight, you'll each get some special one-on-one time with Devin so you can get to know each other a little better. You've already made your first impressions. Now it's time to go a little deeper. You don't have a lot of time here, so make every moment together count. Devin?"

Devin: "I just want to thank each of you for being here. I know this is an unusual situation we've all put ourselves in, in the name of love, but I'm grateful to all of you for giving this, and me, a chance."

Devin (continues): "So, tonight, and really throughout this experience, just be yourselves. Don't hold back. Let's really get to know each other and see if we have that special connection we're all here looking for."

Devin (continues): "I'm excited to get to know all of you. Let's make this a fun, unforgettable experience, alright?"

*the guys cheer in response*

*as Venessa leaves Stan is the first on his feet and approaches Devin*

Stan: "You know, Ms. Delaney, we're the ones who should be grateful that you're giving us all a shot."

Devin: "Please, just call me Devin, Stan."

Stan: "Yes, ma'am...Devin," *grins to himself following his slip-up* "I was hoping to have a moment of your time. Maybe you could introduce me to your horse if it's not too much trouble?"

*A wide smile breaks out across Devin's face*

Devin: "I would love to. Follow me, she's right outside in the pasture."

*the camera cuts to Devin and Stan outside. Devin is affectionately cradling her horse's muzzle while Stan looks on, grinning.*

Devin: "This is Gale. And I don't want you to be jealous, but she's my original soulmate."

Stan: "Ah, that's alright. I wouldn't dream of coming between a woman and her horse. It's a sacred bond."

*At that, Gale plods toward James, lowers her head and nudges his shoulder*

Stan: "Well, howdy there, girl," *he begins scratching her neck, which Gale accepts readily*, "Oh, you like that, do ya?"

*Devin takes a step back and watches the two bond, clearly pleased by how quickly the two are taking to each other*

Devin: "You're good with her. You've spent some time around horses, haven't you?"

Stan: "Yessum. I have a ranch, too. I share it with my own girl. Her name's Nutmeg."

*Devin can't help but smile hearing his horse's name*

Devin: "Nutmeg? That is really cute."

*Stan chuckles*

Stan: "She is cute if I do say so myself. And a damn fine horse. Wanna see a picture of her?"

Devin: "Yeah! Of course I do!"

*Stan pulls his phone from his pocket, queues up a photo of Nutmeg, and shows it to Devin*

Devin: "Wow, she is impressive. She's a Nez Perce, right?"

Stan (impressed): "Good eye. She is."

Devin: "Do you compete or use her for ranch work?"

Stan: "Ah, just pleasure ridin' and ranch work, really. She does good helping me keep the goats in line...as much as anyone can."

*Devin looks up and smiles at Stan*

Devin: "Oh, you have goats?"

Stan: "Yeah. Dairy goats. Mischievous little things. But, I love 'em."

Devin: "My grandmother had goats when I was growing up. There was never a dull moment with them around. I don't know how many screen doors she had to replace over the years...anytime she was late feeding them, they'd start headbutting the heck out of that door because they knew it'd motivate her to do the right thing, as they saw it, anyway."

*Devin shakes her head and smiles in recollection*

*Stan chuckles*

*There is a moment of silence between them*

Stan: "Alright. You said you don't like boring and our time together here is, unfortunately, limited. So, let's cut to the chase. Tell me something weird about yourself."

*Devin looks bewildered for a moment before regaining her composure*

Devin: "Umm...okay," *pauses for a moment to think* "I saw a Bigfoot when I was fourteen."

*Stan looks stunned and staggers backwards for dramatic effect*

Stan: "What?! Alright, you can't just drop a bomb like that on someone and not tell them the full story!"

*Devin laughs and hides her face behind her hand*

Devin: "I can't believe I'm about to admit this on national TV."

*Stan moves closer to her and then waves the camera away*

Stan: "No, no. Just pretend like they're not there. I need to hear this. I've always been fascinated with the Sasquatch."

Devin: "Seriously?"

*Stan nods*

Stan: "Seriously."

*Devin draws in a deep breath and looks into his pleading eyes*

Devin: "Fine. Like I said. I was fourteen. My Dad, uncle, and I were riding through the mountains on horseback because we were going camping and it's the best way to get around up there. They were ahead me, by maybe a quarter of a mile. And then I saw it, as I was crossing a low river. It was just sitting on a rock, squatting next to the water, maybe 50 feet away from me. It looked like it was breaking apart clams or something. I stopped my horse in our tracks and just stared. And when it noticed me, it stood up, we made eye contact, and then it turned and walked off, disappearing behind some rocks. I'd never been so scared in my life. It was freaking HUGE. And it wasn't a person in a suit. And it wasn't a bear or a monkey or any of the common write-offs you hear about. It was Yeti Di Kluii."

Stan: "Yeti Di Kluii?"

Devin: "It's what my people call Bigfoot."

*Stan nods*

Stan: "Well, that, is an incredible story. I wish I'd seen it."

Devin: "It was life changing, but I don't tell people because most of them wouldn't believe me," *she pauses and smiles at Stan* "Alright, it's your turn."

Stan: "Well, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed after your weird fact, but...," *now he pauses to think* "I have a paralyzing fear of cowplants."

*Devin's mouth open, closes slightly, and she smiles*

Devin: "Oh, no! That's....so endearing. But also, understandable. I mean, they're aliens....that will eat you!"

Stan: "Exactly! They're not cute cuddly friends..."

Devin: "...Unlike goats."

Stan: "Well. I don't know you can exactly contrast the two."

*Both laugh in unison*

*as the laughter dies down, Devin sighs and glances back toward the house*

Devin: "Well, I suppose I should make my way back in there. Give these other fellows a chance to chat me up."

Stan: "I mean, you don't have to, do you?"

Devin: "It's probably in my contract in something."

Stan: "Well, if that's the case, I guess I'll let you get back to it. As always, it was a pleasure, Devin."

*he then leans forward and plants a kiss on her cheek*

Devin: "Until next time, cowboy."

*Devin turns and makes her way back into the house*

Stan (to Gale): "There she goes, girl. The woman of my dreams."

Stan (in diary room): *takes off his hat, runs his fingers through his hair, then shimmies it back onto his head* "I don't know what to say. Devin is a special girl. I've enjoyed every minute I've gotten to spend with her so far. I've never met a woman this easy to talk to. And I definitely feel a connection. Boy howdy, I hope she feels it too."

Devin (in diary room): "I like Stan. He's got this down-to-earth quality mixed with eccentricity that I find fascinating. And I do feel like we have a good connection; it feels easy. I'm just not sure yet if it's romantic or more on a friendship level. It worries me that we don't have a lot of time to figure it out. I guess we'll have to see what happens next, won't we?"

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[coochiequeens]

Primary school children are encouraged to believe that they can change sex. Secondary schools cheerfully enable vulnerable adolescents to be targeted by the zealous supporters of a disputed ideology. And our national health service promotes potentially dangerous medical procedures to teenage girls under the cover of ‘kindness’. "

By Susan Dalgety 7th Sep 2024,

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Primary school children are being encouraged to believe that they can change sex, while the Scottish Government is encouraging the donation of eggs, a potentially dangerous medical procedure, for IVF and surrogacy

Standing in a queue for a kids’ show about science recently, my 12-year-old grandson announced, with his tongue firmly in his cheek, that he could have a baby if he wished. “Nonsense,” I said firmly. “Only females can do that.” His cousin, days from entering her final year at primary school, looked up from her bag of sweets and said firmly, “No, granny you’re wrong, if he was trans he could have a baby.”

Before I could explain the facts of life, the venue doors opened and we spent the next hour learning how smoke bombs work and other scientific truths. But my granddaughter’s assertion that boys can give birth, if they so choose, has bothered me ever since. Where did she pick up such a ridiculous notion?

Two days ago, I found out. I was sent photographs from a concerned parent at a large state primary school in Edinburgh which show how deeply gender identity theory – which argues that humans can change sex – is embedded in our schools. A gallery of photographs, entitled ‘Inclusive and Positive’, showed the teaching team with their pronouns proudly on display.

On another wall was a trio of ‘inspirational’ quotes. One from Elliot Page, the Hollywood actor who four years ago had a double mastectomy and declared she was a he. Another from Chaz Bono, whose mother is Cher, the world-famous singer. Like Page, Bono underwent medical procedures to change their female body so they could declare they were male. And a third anodyne, inoffensive quote from Cassandra Duffy, a writer who explores sexual themes in her work. A blurb for her book of short stories promises tales of “voyeurism, mind-control, domination/submission… a taste for every palette and kink”. Hardly Enid Blyton, yet it seems Duffy is considered a suitable role model for primary school children.

‘Manipulative’

Ask any parent, and most will have a tale to tell of how their child’s school normalises the theory that humans can change their sex under the guise of being inclusive. Some schools even encourage children to socially transition – ie, change their name and pronouns – without informing their parents. And the charity, LGBT Youth Scotland (LGBTYS), which promotes trans ideology with substantial funding from the Scottish government, has a presence in more than half of Scotland’s secondary schools and dozens of primary schools.

Its annual report states proudly that it “monitors” how teachers and school staff create “inclusive environments”. Respected educational psychologist Carolyn Brown warned only last week that LGBTYS guides, available to schools across the country, are “manipulative”. She said: “These guides are unbalanced, unequivocal and clearly not written by any expert. They simply should not be accessible to our schoolchildren.”

Male hormones on prescription

The charity’s influence in our schools has mushroomed over the last decade. At the same time, testosterone prescriptions for young women in their 20s have jumped almost 50 times, from 47 in 2013 to 2,194 in 2023. During the same decade, there has been a ten-fold increase in the number of girls under the age of 19 receiving hormone treatment, from 47 to 484.

Little wonder that a group of GPs wrote to MSPs earlier this week expressing their concern about the lack of safeguarding for young people who are currently prescribed cross-sex hormones. Dr Anne Williams, one of the letter’s signatories, was blunt in her criticism. She said: “We are experimenting with our young people, which is dangerous…”

Egg donation campaign

The Scottish Government is not only an enthusiastic enabler of gender identity theory being promoted in our schools. It is the first national government in the world to run an advertising campaign to encourage women, as young as 18, to donate their eggs for use in IVF and surrogacy.

Egg retrieval is nowhere near as straightforward as sperm donation, since it involves an intrusive medical procedure which can cause ovarian hyperstimulation syndrome (OHSS), a potentially fatal side-effect where a woman’s ovaries swell to ten times their normal size and trigger life-threatening blood clots.

At least one woman in the UK has died from OHSS and singer Kesha almost died during egg retrieval last year. A recent freedom of information request by campaign group Surrogacy Concern revealed that the Scottish Government has not commissioned any reserach into the health risks of egg donation on young women.

As Julie McGee, founder of Scottish Women’s Coalition on Surrogacy, told a meeting in Glasgow last weekend, young women’s bodies are not “public resources to be mined for the benefit of older, wealthier couples”. Yet that is exactly what the Scottish Government advertising campaign suggests when it tells young women that their egg donation has “the power to give the gift of becoming parents”.

Slavish adherence to ‘inclusion’

The Scottish Government should come with a health warning: “Harmful to our young people.” Primary school children are encouraged to believe that they can change sex. Secondary schools cheerfully enable vulnerable adolescents to be targeted by the zealous supporters of a disputed ideology. And our national health service promotes potentially dangerous medical procedures to teenage girls under the cover of ‘kindness’.

In recent years, the guiding principle of the Scottish Government has been inclusion. “It encapsulates what we stand for as a party,” Nicola Sturgeon told an SNP conference in 2016. Neither Humza Yousaf nor John Swinney have demurred since. What Sturgeon didn’t say was that a slavish adherence to ‘inclusion’ comes at a cost. And it is our children and young people who are paying the price.

[sonia-kate]

for those unaware, this is the official twitter of King-Ohger's screenwriter

As for now, there have been 35 episodes released, so if they were to be watched one per day, it would give us 5 weeks. This was posted on 29th of October, so watching all the episodes, up to the current date, would end up with the 35th episode being watched on 3rd of December

Today there will be no new episode and 36th will be released next week, 12th of November. It means that on 3rd of December we'll get an episode numbered 39

If we assume that since returning from Kyoryuger the show follows the formula of the very first episodes of the show, and so far it seems to be the case with 34th taking place in Shugoddom, 35th in N'kosopa and 36th in Ishabana, it would mean that 37th and 38th will focus on Toufu and Gokkan respectively

So, unless we put Jerami in the queue and the episode is going to focus on Bugnarok, then the 39th episode should be a foil to the 6th episode

Now, 6th episode was the debut of King-Ohger ZERO and Racules taking control of other kings' shugods, using them as a bargaining chip. This makes me think that episode 39 will reveal some new power on the antagonist side. But is it really necessary to rewatch the show for that?

Surely, rewatching the show with our latest knowledge would rather serve to refresh our memory and let us see the past events in a new light, which suggests we'll rather refer what has happened in the past episodes and the writer wishes that we catch the little details that will fall into a place after the approaching revelation. This assumption makes me rather shift my gaze toward the episodes surrounding episode 6 - episode 5 and episode 7

We could assume that the audience still has pretty fresh memory of the latest 7 episodes and the memory refreshment is ment for episode 38 which would be a foil to episode 5. Episode 5 revealed to us that Racules and Gira are brothers, completely changing our interpretations of the events of the first four episodes, so maybe episode 38 could bring another big revelation regarding Gira and Racules' past or maybe Racules and Suzume's true intentions (or they would change to offensive in the 39th episode, just like Racules did in episode 6 with King-Ohger ZERO, and we'll learn of their plan in this way)

On the day of 38th episode's broadcast, we would have rewatched up to 28th episode, so the second episode after timeskip

We could also assume that the rewatch should be counted together with the episodes that are yet to come, which would mean that the episode 39 would be rewatched on 7th of December, with the 40th episode coming on 10th of December. Not only (if the pattern follows) would it be an episode refering to the episode 7 - the one that revealed to us important lore regarding the Wrath of God - but it would also be an episode with a round number

10th episode gave us Legend King-Ohger, fullfilling the legend and the 5 kings working as an actual team

20th episode gave us the 2nd duel between the Hastie brothers, which resulted in Gira becoming a king and completely shaking the status quo (if we can talk about status quo in a show like King-Ohger)

30th episode revealed the culprit responsible for the Wrath of God, how did that event happened and Gokan rulers' special ability

That being said, regardless of which episode is it going to be, I feel like a bomb is coming

[raytorosaurus]

Hey this isn’t a criticism of what you said at all—I’m just wondering if you’d mind elaborating! What do you mean when you say bad behavior at dunes shows reflects badly in frank/mcr? Like, should Frank be shutting these people down by speaking up about it, it were you thinking more like fans should know better, or check themselves/each other more? Again, just curious, you have so many good things to say and I wanna make sure I understand. :)

oh sorry i should have been clearer, it's got nothing to do with frank himself! i mean behaviour of the fans reflecting on an artist from an outsider's perspective, whether that's fair or not. e.g. at the thursday shows i went to that anthony green opened at he was like "wow you guys have been so attentive and welcoming to me as an opener, it makes sense that fans of this band and these guys would be so respectful and sweet to me, it's a credit to them" (paraphrased). it's a pretty common sentiment, and on the flipside if ppl see fans of a band acting entitled or disrespectful they're gonna associate that with the band. e.g. there was some pretty shitty behaviour at the front of the queue of one of the my chem shows i went to this tour, and the venue staff there are all gonna remember that - and they're not gonna remember those individuals, they're gonna remember "the mcr fans". if a band opened for my chem and people talked through their set, were on their phones, etc etc, that would make my chem look bad by extension bc it's their fans showing poor show etiquette. so what i meant by that was if ppl can't be embarrassed on their own behalf they could at least be embarrassed on frank's/mcr's behalf, does that make sense? like mcr has historically not been taken seriously because of its fanbase for a number of reasons and some of those were classic misogyny and homophobia etc, but in this specific context where people are showing up to hardcore shows and behaving kind of poorly (obviously it's a minority of people!) it makes it hard to blame the other people there for rolling their eyes at mcr yk? i don't think there's anything frank could do/say that wouldn't make him sound like an ungrateful asshole to the fanbase that made him rich sjdjfjfk, and again it's not that huge a deal in the end, it's just something that bothers me as a fellow fan yk

[multiplicity-positivity]

hey, this... feels awkward, but could you maybe make a post for persecutors who are trying their best to become good? its really hard sometimes...

or maybe.... like.... i didnt feel like a person before, i just came around when the host was upset, to further antagonize him. hurt him. i... i wasnt really a person, more just... a feeling. but then our friend helped me figure out that im more than just the hosts self-hatred. he helped me pick a name, and now im trying to be good, trying to be a person. fronting is scary, and hard, and i feel like i cant keep up with anything, i... i feel like i wasnt meant to be anything more than pain, like its just not possible for me to be normal, or to do chores and shit.

is that anything you could post about? becoming a full person instead of just a role or whatever? even just a response would be greatly appreciated.

sorry, this.... feel free to ignore this, i... i dont know why im sending this, its not your problem, i should just deal with it on my own.

Hi! We are so sorry to hear you’re struggling right now. System persecutors are often hated and demonized in plural spaces, which in turn makes it more difficult for these headmates to hope for and achieve positive change. But the thing is, persecutors are headmates just like the rest of their system, and they deserve peace, kindness, respect, and understanding just like anyone else! You deserve this, and other persecutors do too!

We’re pleased to learn that you’re trying to change for the better. Breaking bad habits is easier said than done, especially for system members whose bad habits have made up core aspects of their identities for as long as they’ve existed! Trust us, we see your pain, and the persecutors in our own system are going through something quite similar. We hope that you can continue to make strides towards positive growth - even if it gets hard and even if you slip up in the future! We know you can do it, and we believe in you!

We wrote a little love letter to persecutors who are hoping to change for the better. It’s in the queue, and should be up on our blog on Friday night at 8:00PM EST! We seriously hope you and other persecutors like you can find some solace in it. We really do wish you the very best in your future endeavors! We’re hoping fronting will get easier for you with time, and that you can remember to show yourself a little kindness and patience too! ^^

🌸 Margo and 💫 Parker

[ciaossu-imagines]

omg, finding someone else who detests eggs like me is such a relief! i feel like i just met my other egg-hating half, haha! everyone around me likes them, so i feel sort of embarrassed when eggs are served during mealtimes and then people look at me like i’ve committed a crime by being the only one not eating them. god, it’s exhausting to have to explain or justify myself.

anyway, i appreciate you taking the time to read my self-ship headcanons. i find it heartwarming that you’re always excited and enthusiastic about your readers’ interests. i noticed that you reblogged prompts, so this time i have something to send in. from the ask game, can you do 🐰🐶💎🌿? i’m interested (and i’m sure the other readers are as well) in getting to know you more!

- nix

I know what you mean! Everyone I know definitely is an egg person and they keep telling me that oh, I just haven’t tried them prepared like this or I’ll love them if they’re in something. And they’re kind of right on that one – I tell them I like them in cake and cookies and they look at me like I’ve committed some kind of culinary crime in disliking them. I know the struggle. Also get lots of weird looks for saying I hate Jello – it’s a texture thing though. Squishy makes me so blegh and it’s not pretty, haha!

Heck, I appreciate you sending them in. They gave me so many smiles and happiness today and I appreciated the nice chance of pace and distraction! Thanks to that and other messages sent in, I made it through the commission I was working on and got inspired to reply to a couple emails, and write one post to add to the queue eventually! Honestly, hearing all about your guy’s interests, ships and characters inspire me as a creator too! Also, thank you so much for wanting to get to know me more! I find that really sweet and very flattering 😊

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

This is a lesson I’ve learned the hard way, but people’s actions speak volumes. Unfortunately, it’s been a lesson hard learned, but anyone can say pretty words, anyone can promise you the moon and the stars, anyone can convince you that they’re this amazing person just from their words alone, but their actual actions and what they do will speak volumes more. People whose actions tell me they’re a good person, people whose actions show kindness, respect, and strong morals and character – those are the people I have learned are safe to trust and open my heart to and let into my life. I hope nobody ever has to learn that lesson the hard way, of course, but do believe that people’s actions should be what others judge them by, not their words alone, not some superstition based on star signs, not their looks, not their mental illnesses, not their physical capabilities…just their actions.

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

Both! I love all animals – up until my last couple and current apartment, which are pet free, I’ve always had a cat and love lavishing my friend’s dogs with attention and treats. Once I get a new apartment (or, crossing my fingers, my own house), I definitely want a cat again and I would kill for a place where I can have a pig again! Just a mini-pig, honestly. I have a friend who got one and I love them so much. They’re harder to train than a cat, yes, but once they’re trained, they’re smart and cuddly and lovely pets.

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

I have a leather jacket a friend gifted me. Yes, you guys can be mad at me, it’s indeed real and genuine leather, a motorcycle jacket so I’d be a bit safe when I rode behind him. It’s lasted me eight years now and looks almost the same as it did when I got it. Not only has it held up remarkably well, it’s warm enough to last me into December (though I admittedly run hot) some winters, most definitely into November. It also looks good with everything I own, has good pockets on it. I also have a hand-me down cut from the same friend that I wear when I’m feeling really lonely, as it always reminds me of him. I’ve had some rude people tell me it looks ridiculous on me, especially when I wear it with my usual pastel dresses and frilly skirts, but he always told me I rocked it like no one else, so I take his confidence into all days when I wear it.

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

I wear a lot of dresses and skirts, to be honest. It’s only in winter that I start throwing on pants or when I have to work (uniform and all). My favourite one is super geeky though! I’m actually going to add a picture here!

I’ll throw leggings on under it in chillier weather and always wear bike shorts under all my dresses and skirts (I’m super active and tend to sit like a man, so they protect my modesty). It’s old now, at least five or six years old and it’s been washed so much the colours aren’t as vibrant and it’s all stretched out, but it will have to come apart at the seams before I give up wearing it.

[hansolz-moved]

or just take the support in whatever form you receive it and don’t be ungrateful.

hi anon ! I took some time before replying to this to collect my thoughts but here we are :D

so for me this is very deliberate wording. immediately jumping to ungrateful because I think posts should be reblogged is pretty ridiculous imho! so id like to break it down for you

i used to make moodboards and icon / header packs! some of my most popular posts from that time have 523 and 401 notes respectively. out of these 532 notes, 28 were reblogs, 494 were likes and one was a reply. and out of the 401 notes 36 were reblogs and 365 were likes. some of those posts have as few as 4 reblogs. this is extremely frustrating because it means my content was enjoyed but not deemed worthy of spreading. i would see it used on twitter and on discord or even reposted without credit because the time I took to compile it was never taken into account. it was always brushed off as 'easy to do' and as such simply not worthy of proper engagement.

when a post is reblogged, it is boosted to other blogs and as such to the dash of people who follow that blog. that's new, fresh engagement and new exposure, every time. that engagement is also going to push your post up in the search results, but unfortunately, most of the time people are not going to go searching for posts to like/rb and instead they will reblog what is already on their dash. this is why that engagement is so important for content creators of all kinds.

it is nice to receive likes, yes. and I will happily admit that since getting into a new type of content creation, my reblogs are not that bad but I am typically receiving double what I receive in reblogs in likes alone. having nearly 600 notes for not even a third of them to be reblogs can be frustrating because i know that my content is not receiving as much new exposure as it could. I do this to have fun, not to be famous on Tumblr of all sites but I have to admit that it feels wonderful for people to engage with my content and appreciate it.

likes are awesome !! they really are !!! but ultimately they do not really help content creators gain or maintain any type of footing in the community. especially not because a lot of people have their likes hidden. if I receive 200 likes on a post, 100 of those people will have their likes hidden and that's being stingy with the numbers tbh!. out of those 100 people with visible likes, maybe 5 or so people will go through their likes at any given time and if they're an avid user of Tumblr, that has to be done pretty quickly for them to see my post. chances are they don't engage with it, meaning that even though it adds to my numbers and its a nice gesture... it's essentially pointless.

on the flip side, if I get 100 reblogs and each of those blogs has, on average, 5 active followers; that's a shit ton of blogs I am suddenly visible to. not all of them will choose to interact with me or my content and that's okay because it still gives me visibility and that is extremely important.

personally, I like and reblog. if I haven't reblogged something, I queue it. but honestly , if I had to choose the way people engage with my posts I would rather them just rb if they're going to choose one! it helps me massively and I am ever grateful for the people who rb my posts because I immediately see the engagement from their following whereas I gain little to no fresh engagement from reblogs alone.

ccs; writers, gif makers, gfx artists, etc etc etc all spend a ridiculous amount of time doing what we love to do, and no, we are not entitled to anything from anyone but to say that if you enjoy our content and benefit off of it (if you're using it as an icon somewhere else, or saving it onto your phone to be your wallpaper, or showing your friends, or getting the feels from it because that fanfic was just so <333333 then you're benefitting from it!) ... then you can give us a boost. especially if you are consistently enjoying our content.

the bottom line is that the reblog system keeps this site going. if we keep going down this path then all of these content creators you know and love are going to get frustrated and leave when the only form of engagement truly benefitting them dwindles even further. and I can't say I blame them because ill be right there with them

[fictionkinfessions]

THESE ARE ALL THE HETALIA RACIST SOURCE ASK RESPONSES. IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THE CONVERSATION REPLY OR REBLOG THIS POST. IM NOT POSTING ANY MORE ASK RESPONSE ABOUT THIS

I'M SHOVING THEM ALL INTO ONE POST BECAUSE YOU ALL HAVE A TERRIBLE HABIT OF READING PAST EACH OTHER AND PLAYING TELEPHONE GAME. NOT ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT BECAUSE THEY GET PARTITIONED ON ON THE QUEUE. ANYWAYS.

THANKS FOR UDNERSTANDING.

READ MORE'D DUE TO LENGTH. CAPSLOCK CRUISE CONTRol deactivate.

Anonymous asked:

Some of y'all need to remember that it is not, in fact, morally wrong for people to make fanworks of your kin that you don't like. I'm not talking about legitimately problematic stuff, I'm talking about totally normal ships and interpretations you don't like. You don't get to be the fandom police, suck it up and just block people and tags that make you uncomfortable like the rest of us

Anonymous asked:

guys you can just… choose to not talk about certain kintypes, esp if you know they are from something harmful 😭 like, sure, on here it’s fine, that’s what the blog is for! but it supremely sucks seeing people defend their sources from criticism when the criticism genuinely is ‘this has so much racism/antisemitism/ableism/etc.’ i have kintypes from harmful media, i get it! i just… don’t talk about them, or if i DO i recognize the harm the media has caused, and boost the voices of those it affects. also, on this point: no one ever needs to feel guilty for kinning from smth - esp spiritual kin or someone who does not control it! just be understanding of the harm the Media does, and be respectful - thats it. idk, critical thinking and respecting others is so important.

Anonymous asked:

@ post/703018736627679232 - Would you rather someone be upfront about it on my list so you can block them and move on or befriend them not knowing and then only learn it way into a friendship? I've had the latter happen before as someone who kins from a problematic source (not Hetalia), which is why I mention it upfront.

Anonymous asked:

cannot believe we are actively having hetalia discourse in 2022. don't you guys have jobs

Anonymous asked:

Respectfully, it is not the responsibility of everyone else to suppress themselves when it comes to catering to some random individual's personal discomforts. It's up to you to curate your own online experience.

Block users! Block more tags (such as # racism cw)! Don't interact with content that bothers you! Nobody is forcing you to read, reply to, or send in your own asks about sources that are triggering to you.

Also, being kin doesn't mean you support or enjoy your source's creative origins, writing, or canon at all, obviously. Identity on this level is not a moral issue, it's just a fact of being.

Anonymous asked:

Boy some of y'all are missing the point of that guy's ask about Hetalia kins. The "stop kinning" thing might've been poor wording because yeah, most people can't simply not kin anymore, but you can absolutely stop engaging with the source, stop supporting it, not list your kintypes publicly.. I kin from Hetalia too and I simply don't talk about it publicly. I actually started keeping a diary where I write about my problematic sources and kins when I get the urge to talk about it. It's helped a lot more than I thought it would, honestly. Maybe some of y'all should try that too?

Anonymous asked:

Hmmm MPC, if it’s okay, could you add on to my Hetalia ask (the one signed from a biracial POC) the addition that the anon I think was very out of line was the one who claimed only the English dub was racist, however, I was already seeing people say this before that ask, so don’t think those comments are only directed at them?

(I felt a little bad about singling someone out, but the more I think about it, I really do need to clarify that. Sorry for a SECOND discourse ask now!)

Anonymous asked:

Okay sorry to add to the discourse but I think some people are seriously conflating “kins a character from a show” to “enjoys the show.” To me, someone liking Hetalia is one of the biggest red flags, but idk why we’re acting like kintypes can be helped. They can SOMETIMES be suppressed healthily, but not always!

I totally get if you don’t want to interact with Hetaliakin. I’m not sure I could comfortably, tbh. But people keep saying stuff like “how dare you ignore the racism in that show and act like nothing is wrong with it,” when I don’t think a single person defending the ‘kin from it has said anything like that. -A mixed POC

Anonymous asked:

wrt 703034476015566848 - yes, there was someone in the replies of one of the (many) hetalia posts blaming you for their being triggered because the post was "untagged" … even though if you use blacklist properly it blocks any post with the blocked word (in this case "hetalia") even if its untagged, so its just kind of on them and i dont like seeing people put responsibility on strangers for their own caretaking lmao. sorry if commenting on it was out of place though.

Anonymous asked:

Hetalia discussion: idk why this is a discussion at all. It's between a kin identity and a history of oppression and genocide and real people's trauma and discomfort. Genuinely how is this discourse. What's more important.