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radfemverity · 2 years ago

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Be very mindful of people who use unrelenting denialism to dismiss a very real pattern, cultural phenomena, or circumstance which you’re trying to point out to them. The chances are they just literally don’t want to know, because the truth of the matter either makes them feel uncomfortable, contradicts their flawed value system, or both.

The denier usually displays a sequence of behaviour that comes in four stages. When confronted with your observation, say, for example you are highlighting the risk that trans-identified men pose to women when placed in their prisons, they will respond in this order:

1. “Nope. That literally never happens. You’re a conspiracy nut/delusional/*insert buzzword here, most likely transphobia*.”

Then, when you present them with multiple clearcut examples, citing mainstream media sources that they cannot so easily discard they way they would with a smaller, alternative media source:

2. “But my point still stands, that this is uncommon. Why are you so focused in on this tiny thing? Your *insert buzzword here* is showing.”

Then, when the issue bubbles in prominence, leaves the niche corner of the internet from whence it came, and becomes more socially acceptable to publicly assert due to the overwhelming evidence:

3. “Okay but I don’t see why you have such a big issue with this? Why don’t you talk more about *insert totally separate issue here as a means to shift the goalpost*? Because by focusing so much on this specific thing, you’re just inciting hatred/promoting ignorance.”

This stage attempts to toe the line between not explicitly acknowledging the existence of the problem, but also not condoning it (because they quietly know that it does exist �� that it is very real), instead choosing to insult the character and motivations of the claimant.

Many deniers will stop there, but the more spiteful and maliciously motivated among them will escalate to:

4. “Yeah well they brought it on themselves anyway. They fucking deserve it.”

I have noticed this across all sides of the political spectrum, both sexes, and all age groups, with so, so many different issues, including, but not limited to:

- TRAs denying TIMs’ abuse of women in women’s prisons, domestic abuse shelters and hospital wards

- TRAs denying how ‘gender identity’ has replaced biological sex in the practice of state institutions across the West (eg on passports)

- TRAs denying how self ID laws will be abused by ‘cis’men who do not sincerely consider themselves trans, but will claim to be to gain access to, and film women and girls in, changing rooms and toilets

- Catholics denying priests’ sexual abuse of children in the Church

- Conservative parents denying religiously influenced child abuse within their communities

- Healthcare practitioners and defenders of differing countries’ healthcare systems denying the prevalence of medical misogyny, the pathologising of women and girls, and the dismissal of their symptoms, which results in delayed diagnoses turning terminal and/or causing death

- The ‘progressive’ British left denying the targeted mass-grooming of working class white girls by Muslim, mostly Pakistani, men

- The ‘progressive’ British left denying that the government are buying out fancy private hotels to put up male illegal migrants in

- The political left across most of the Western world denying the recent demographic changes to its countries, and the cultural changes that come with that

- Men of all political orientations denying that women on porn sets are tricked with dodgy contracts, blackmailed, drugged, gangraped, and sex trafficked, and that this is the footage they see on PornHub and wank off to

- People across the world, of all nationalities, ages, sexes, socioeconomic statuses, and political orientations denying the larger-than-officially-acknowledged likelihood of suffering adverse side effects to the various Covid19 vaccinations, or the coercive policies of governments across the West to maximise the number of people who felt compelled to have it

The point of the diverse range of examples above is not to make a value judgement (you may not consider some of those things as ‘issues’, instead believing that they are good. That is your right), but rather 1. to point out just how bloody common this pattern of behaviour is, especially among those who consider themselves politically progressive, and 2. to potentially aid anyone who reads this in pointing it out in future discussions.

We do not live in a transparent political culture. People employ all sorts of backward mental gymnastics to justify their harmful beliefs, just because they make them feel better, and feel like they are supporting a good cause. That’s really all mainstream left wing progressivism is in the Global North: doing what feels good and makes you look good to your peers (this is why radical feminism is seen by the woke lot as right wing. We don’t operate off of that value system. We don’t do what feels nice in the moment, we want actual fucking results). So we need to be able to reply with: “If you are going to support [x] thing, bloody well be honest about the potential consequences that you have absolutely no problem with taking place.” We need to stop giving these people plausible deniability, and allowing them to fall back on “well I couldn’t have possibly known that [y] bad thing would happen if [x] thing was implemented.” Because yes you did.

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baskinwoven · 20 days ago

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This blog should probably be on WordPress, and I should probably begin it on desktop because mobile app customization is limited and the stock tumblr page is unprofessional, but sometimes you just have to start, even if it's not perfect or you're not fully ready. I already spend most of my social media time on tumblr, so while I'm here that's less of an excuse to put off contributing to this, unlike my custom anthropology site...

I've been fascinated with fiber arts and the history of textiles for a very long time. My first weaving project was a small shoulder bag around a piece of cardboard for an Arts & Crafts class in high school. I still have it, hanging on my wall. It's always been in the back of my mind to pick it up again. Every so often I would think, "A loom would fit perfectly in that corner of my room," but then I'd think of the cost and labor and wave it off as fantasy.

Then my mom lied about having covid19, and I ended up exhausted and bed-bound for months. A year to the day later and I am still not better. I guess this is my life now =/ Out of any "reasonable" workforce, I finally have an excuse to seriously pursue crafts. There are too many issues to get into why arts and crafting rarely make a decent living, but maybe I can make enough to survive.

This adventure actually began with the desire to create unique fabric accessories. But how would mine stand out from the crowd? I could handweave the fabric. The cheapest loom is a backstrap, but it's also physically intensive to counterbalance the warp with your own body. Floor looms are too expensive. A rigid heddle would make the right size for what I need, but

But shaft envy.

I visited a local weaving guild, borrowed their rigid heddle, and got to work playing.

Still, I tried for two months to purchase a small RH loom off of FB Marketplace, but the seller always cancelled. I tried ebay. Now, ebay wants to be helpful in separating you from your hard-earned money, so it will shove related searches right in your face. So many different looms. A pretty table loom for the same price as a new rigid heddle, and then a sixty year-old floor loom for only fifty bucks more (plus the gas to drive to get it). I thought on it for almost a week, made sure I had transportation, and contacted the seller. 21 hours of driving and loading, a taco break, and more driving, and I had a new-to-me Fanny I counterbalance floor loom by leClerc, with a ton of bells and whistles.

Instead of putting it in my room, with only one North-facing window, I cleaned the basement and put it in a corner with South and Western windows.

Ain't she a beaut?

Putting it together was fun. The instruction manual came with it, so set-up was a breeze. I've spent the past few days reading it ("Warp and Weave" by Robert LeClerc), marveling at the craftsmanship, reinforcing concepts similar to rigid heddle style, and taking interest in their differences.

I'll start off by just doing a warp from beam to beam so I can have a foot or so in the front to play with and learn how she operates. I'm thinking basic 1-2-3-4 for twill, which will still allow for a plain weave combo for comparison with the lap loom.

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#weaving #diary #floor loom #rigid heddle

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alexbutrandomthoughts · 6 months ago

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Can I ask your top 10 fav fics ever (from any fandom, if you don't mind)?

Also, just curious, is there a story behind your name "alexbutrandomthoughts "?

"I was screaming your name through the radio" by ElectricSplatter a must-read for all soukoku fans, this shit is so good i reread it 20 times at least.

It's basically bsd retelling but they're all singers and it's focused on soukoku. Honestly writing is immaculate and i like the way it was told, format wise, like how we jump back in forth from present to past, and overall it has everything you could want from a story. I have this one saved on my phone and i reread my favorite chapters from time to time

"Time Speaks" by SmallMoon333 do not get fooled by that unassuming title, this fic made me physically incapable of reading any other Lawlight fic, bc this one is just too good. It's akin to trying a high quality steak and unable to eat any other meat anymore bc you know how heaven tastes (i obviously read other fics, they're pretty good too, but this one is just my personal favorite especially the characterization is so fucking good it's crazy)

"Electric touch" by bejeweledhaze okay so you know the feeling when you need something very specific, you go to store, and the stars align perfectly so you find that thing, just what you need it, almost feels like custom made. That's this fic.

So when Kaveh fans died (myself included) after that one official art with Kaveh as a mechanic, i just needed to fill the whole in my chest, after saving every single Mechanic Kaveh fanart known to men. I decided check out the tag, but i didn't really expect much, i mean it's been like what? Couple days since the official art was dropped. Sure there is probably couple of fics but not something i would like, right? Bejeweledhaze said "lemme cook" and turns out they were Gordon Ramsey in disguise. One chapter, 33k words of pure and unfiltered masterpiece.

"School watches Assassination Classroom" by TheSteinsGateFormula so I'm a sucker characters react to their show fics. What of it.

Yeah there are not many reaction fics that i like cuz personal preferences. But THISSSSSSSSSSSS ugh so good. And very much in character and i loved from start to finish.

"MSBY4's Lockdown Survival Guide" by mintberries

Okay so this was just good vibes. Social media aus fics for me is what Isekai is for Gigguk (but I'm also isekai trash person, their just fun) and this is ALSO a covid19 au???? With my favorite team????? This appeased my sakuatsu craving soul and it was just dumbasses having fun.

"Duo Heroes, Double Black" by Yellow_Canna

It's bsd&mha crossover and it's beast!soukoku isekai/sorta reincarnation/technically regression do i need to say more

"No Water Is Enough" by Boomchick

Hualian angst, my favorite type of angst. It's sorta memory loss and i knew the suffering would be glorious once Hua Cheng remembered and it did not disappoint

"Pick-Up and Chase" by SKayLanphear was laughing my ass off with this fic. Marinette just constantly flirting with Adrien as herself and as Ladybug was a wild and hilarious ride

"one step at a time" by OuterWilde (foreverraugust)

Honestly, this was just good old slice of life and overall nice fic. I was obsessed with Ace Attorney at the time, and well with all the crazy shit that was happening in the games, this was a nice break from it.

"A Century Between Us" by Dulllull dead ass my favorite jjk fic. It's not finished, not by a long shot but it's so GOOOOD SHIT SLAPS SO HARD and well it's reincarnation fic how can i not love it and written so WELLLLL PLEASE READ THIS IT'S VERY AAAAAAAAAAA-

As for my name, originally i migrated from Twitter cuz fuck Elon, and had another blog which had my name and this was a side blog for me to scream about my hyperfixations, whichever i would have at the time and i ended up using this one more lol. Hence the "random thoughts"

#it took longer to reply had to pull out the goods for this one

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mokvfox · 6 months ago

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I'll probably never experience romance of any kind. As black woman who can't talk to men she finds attractive, I don't think love will find me. But I want it.

I moved to a country without learning the language and now, I've fucked myself. I wanted to try dating in my home country, but I wasn't in a safe environment for it. I wanted to live on my own first before I tried dating. I wanted to get settled and everything. Unfortunately, life doesn't go as plan.

I don’t regret moving to this country. I even want to remain here. I've been learning the language diligently since entering the country and I can't for the life of me see a future where I'm not here. Luckily, I have many avenues that I can take on my own to remain. I love my job and the friends I've made here. I feel like moving here has made me healthier physically. But emotionally and mentally, I'm a wreck.

I started off fine. But I realized rather quickly that I had achieved most of my goals in life. I try to bid my time learning the language, going to gym, joining clubs, and doing various activities, but my mind wanders. I try to focus on the future owning a home, bring my pet over, growing in my career field, finding a high paying job, learning the language, but then my mind wanders. It wanders back to the same thing: romantic relationships.

I wanted to try dating and eventually, I wanted to get married. Hence, why I wanted to date in my home country. I wanted experience. As of right now in my late 20s I have zero experience, and I'm extremely sad.

Maybe I fucked up. I shouldn't have asked people out on dates or told people I liked them. I shouldn't have pursued in my job or school. Maybe I should have kept trying with the apps even though I hate them. Confessing to my friend was mistake. Are my standards too high? I mean wanting some who cares for himself and his home, isn't wrong? Him being kind and considerate, isn't wrong? Wanting someone to talk to and work out with isnt wrong? I want to hear about his day, his worries, and share moments with him. But he doesn't exist.

My life feels so incomplete. I should be satisfied. I have everything I wanted. I'm no longer being abused. I have my dream body. I'm traveling, and I've made awesome friends. Why do I want to be in love and be loved so badly? It's miserable.

Maybe I should keep waiting, but I've been waiting on a boyfriend since I was a teen. I've waited through high school. Teen romance can get messy, right? I told myself college would be best. But the two guys I showed interest in didn't want me. And the nice guy I gave chance thought I was whore after a week even though I've never had sex or done anything sexual. So, I said university. Then Covid19 happened and also, I didn't stay on campus and I drove an hour to get there prior to covid. So, interaction with men was limited. I tried clubbing here and back in my home country. I realize now I hate being groped by strangers.

I'm starting to sense I'm doomed. I tried dating apps, but it's very dehumanizing on both ends. I feel bad swiping next on people I don't know. Even though I haven't met them in real life, it feels weird to me. Like I didn't give them a fair shot. And writing what makes me interesting is so difficult. I don't know. Why am I writing a resume for a relationship or even a date? I don't even like doing that for work.

I'll try therapy, but I fear the therapist will tell me "Wait maybe you'll find love in your 30s, 40s or 50s. You're still young." or "There is nothing wrong with being alone. You have friends who are a strong support system" or "You can't just date anyone. You don't want to end up in an abuse relationship or unsatisfying one." or "Try the apps again."

I know I don't want to end up in an abusive relationship. That's why I don't fall for guys easily. I also only like men who like me. If they don't like me, I'm out. I'm not a placeholder or a punching bag or a therapist. I'm a person. Treat me with the same respect as you do a friend, a family member, a stranger, or a boss. The apps don't treat people like actual breathing humans in my opinion. I'm not pictures and a resume. Dating shouldn't feel like a job.

I don't want my youth to go to waste. My body will break down and I will be left with nothing to offer. I worked hard to feel and find myself attractive. I want to share that with someone who cares about me like I do them. But as I said in the beginning. It's hopeless. If I don't find you attractive mentally, physically, and emotionally, it's not going to work.

This is another reason why I didn't want to date during my high school/college/university years. I didn't find myself physically, emotionally, or mentally attractive. So, I went to therapy, moved out of that horrible environment, and I got a body I love to see in the mirror. I'm living the life of my dream as I explained earlier, but I still feel something missing.

Soon it will be a year since I left home. I want to be in love, but who would want a black romantically awkward woman like me. Language barriers and cultural barriers. Maybe my need for romance will never be satisified. How do I keeping going knowing I may never experience romantic love?

#love #romance #inexperienced

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miajolensdevotion · 1 year ago

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Live A Christ Centered Life: Be Humble Like Christ

WELCOME How are you & your family responding to the many “crisis” situations around us today?

WORD Philippians 2:3-11 3 Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, 4 not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others. 5 In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:

6 Who, being in very nature[a]God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; 7 rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature[b]of a servant, being made in human likeness.

And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death— even death on a cross! 9 Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, 10 that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

There were so many challenges to being joyful this past week: WHO announced a COVID19 worldwide pandemic, an increasing number of cases in the country resulted in an even our church services to go online. Worldwide, we see people feeling anxious & fearful. Yet there is a bigger problem that affects us all, it is an invisible, inner problem just like a virus, that plagues all of us: PRIDE. CS Lewis said this about pride:”Pride, the one vice of which no man in the world is free & of which hardly any people, ever imagine they are guilty themselves.” Is not it true? Pride can be hidden so deep within our hearts. However, we see its reality manifest in various ways. Why do people lie? Why do people get so angry? Why do people slander? Why do people get envious of others? If you trace all these to their source, you will discover that pride is at the root of it. John Scott said that “pride is our greatest enemy & humility our greatest friend.”

In Proverbs 16:18 18 Pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.

we are reminded that “Pride goes before destruction & a haughty spirit before stumbling.” The antivirus for the COVId19 is still being developed & until such a time when it is made available to us, we are bound to experience the ill effects of this virus. The antidote to PRIDE is to LIVE A CHRIST CENTERED LIFE:BE HUMBLE LIKE CHRIST & until we apply this to our lives, we are bound to continue feeling the ill effects of pride in our lives! Philippians chapter 2 deals mostly on a specific relational conflict that Paul addresses.

In Philippians 4:2-3

2 I plead with Euodia and I plead with Syntyche to be of the same mind in the Lord. 3 Yes, and I ask you, my true companion, help these women since they have contended at my side in the cause of the gospel, along with Clement and the rest of my co-workers, whose names are in the book of life.

Paul mentions who these people are: Euodia & Syntyche & the church in Philippi is encouraged to help these women restore their relationship. Paul opens this chapter with “IF” statements, first class conditional clauses that give him a jump off point for his advice & command for the believers in Philippi. He is basically summarizing our lessons in this series: real joy comes from the Lord & Paul is at the best position to say this because his situation was not really so comfortable & Paul was in prison in his old age. Now when Paul said “make my joy complete”, he was not saying that his joy was lacking; he was saying that they can make his joy “even fuller” by their “ONENESS in Christ.

He is not after uniformity or conformity, but he wants them to have the same love & be controlled by the same Spirit. The solution he gave was simple on how to “make joy complete”, but it is filled with so much theilogical truths that all believers must be able to live by & exhibit in their lives.

Philippians 2:3-4 3 Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, 4 not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.

remind us to “do nothing out of selfishness or empty conceit” & instead “with humility of mind”; a mindset of humility that stands at the opposite of thinking highly of the self; “regard one another as more important than yourselves.” When there is conflict or disunity, it would first seem like it is brought about by our differences. However, deeper introspection will show that it is because of PRIDE! Paul is telling the Philippians to approach daily living with humility & not by selfishness. But how?

Galatians 2:20 20 I have been crucified with Christand I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.

directs us to a SAViNG FAITH; Paul “died” to his own self to have new life in Christ! The Christian life is not hard, it is impossible. We need the life of Christ in us.

Philippians 2:5-7 5 In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus: 6 Who, being in very nature[a]God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; 7 rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature[b]of a servant, being made in human likeness. show us that even if Christ was in the form of God, He was willing to surrender His rights to exercise divinity. Jesus did not stop being God, but He stopped using His privileges as God, in order to suffer & die in our place for the redemption we needed. Likewise, we are to think of others that way; the willingness to surrender our rights & serve for the greater benefit of others. Are we willing to do this even in this difficult & “abnormal” situation with a pandemic going on? Are we willing to not hoard so that others with less respurces can have something to buy for their families too? As Christians, we should be the first ones to give up our rights to serve others.

John 1:1-3 The Word Became Flesh 1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was with God in the beginning. 3 Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.

defines best who Jesus is. The apostle John calls Jesus “the Word” & in John 1:14 14 The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

John tells us that “He dwelt among men”. This same Jesus suffered & bled on that fateful day in Calvary, was put to shame & eventually died a humiliating & execruciating death on the cross. Jesus did not have to do any of that but being the “only Way” for us to be freed from our sins & be restored to God, Jesus gave up His life for our lives to be redeemed.

Colossians 1:15-16 The Supremacy of the Son of God 15 The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.16 For in him all things were created:things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him.

All things were cfeated by Him & for Him!

In Philippians 2:8

8 And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death— even death on a cross!

the word “appearance” uses the Greek word “schema” it means shape. Jesus appeared as a man, an exterior form that did not take away His true essence of being God but enabled Him to humble Himself as a servant.

In Philippians 2:9-11

9 Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, 10 that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, 11 and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.

we are given a model of humility in Christ & shown how His humility was honored by God such that Jesus is & will be, exalted in heaven & on earth. Peter in 1 Peter 5:5-6

5 In the same way, you who are younger, submit yourselves to your elders. All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because,

“God opposes the proud but shows favor to the humble.”[a] 6 Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time.

reminds us that to be humble is to trust God. You entrust your interest to the Lord such that you can look out for the interests of others instead. It us an amazing privilege to entrust our all to God!

Hebrews 12:2 2 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneerand perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross,scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

says that Jesus endured the pain & suffering on the cross “for the joy set before Him”, & His joy is our reunion with God. To cure the virus of pride, we need to maintain the joy we have with one another, transform our hearts in accordance to God & become selfless to the point of our inconvenience for the benefit of others. Instead of focusing on our fears or complaining about the disruptions to our comfort, let us learn to pray for & encourage others. Be grateful, generous & thankful no matter how challenging our times are. This is impossible & only double if we have Jesus at the center of our lives. When selfishness afflicts us, apply the antidote in

Now more than ever, let us live lives characterized by the humility of Jesus!

DISCUSSION QUESTION: (DONT INCLUDE HERE YOUR PAST EXPERIENCE BECAUSE WE ARE NOW AT THE PRESENT 2020, POST THIS IN YOUR WATTPAD)

Is it easy for you to be humble? What makes humility a difficult virtue to live out? Mia answer: Yes it is easy for me to be humble; pride makes humility a difficult virtue to live out Kathy answer:

Identify your usual struggles & see if pride can be the root cause of it. Share one of your “respectable sins”, something that might not be obvious but pride is at the root of it. Mia answer: My struggle is dream job & some failure in life; lack of my self-control when I get disguted of something Kathy answer:

Do you know of anyone who does not know Jesus yet? Maybe a workmate, classmate ot family member? What steps will you take this week to connect with that person & seek an opportunity to share the gospel to them? Mia answer: I know someone who does not know Jesus yet; it is my friend, other is my siblings & my co-teachers before in Power Plus Center; the steps that I will take this week to connect with that person is to pray for them & seek an opportunity to share the gospel to them through my fb & IG account Kathy answer:

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mayurreports · 2 years ago

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Sleeping Pillow Market, Company Profile, Key Trend Analysis & Forecast year 2022-2030

Market Overview

The Sleeping Pillow Market Size is expected to reach USD 19.56 billion by the end of the forecast period, and the market is expected to register a CAGR of 4.80% during the forecast period. Sleeping Pillows are a must-have item in every home and hotel accommodation. The sleeping pillow is the icing on the cake when it comes to comfortable beds. It is the essence of your bed that is responsible for providing folks with a nice night's sleep. Premium luxury pillows have a high demand rate, allowing the market to capitalize on them. Most countries, particularly those with tourist attractions, want to see additional hotels and resorts built in the area. And the increased demand for sleeping pillows is a result of the growing construction of hotels. As a result, this is one of the industry's most significant market-driving opportunities. With the implementation of this ambitious effort, worldwide market trends are up. Aside from that, many people are purchasing new homes all over the world. And this is fueling residents' desire to purchase new beds, mattresses, and pillows. As a result, the market is expected to make a significant profit in the next years.

The COVID 19 sleeping pillow market analysis slowed the industry's manufacturing rate. The units were turned off since the manpower was low. As a result, the sales rate has plummeted. Demands were not significantly affected, but due to insufficient supply, they could not be met. However, now that the COVID crisis has been resolved, the output rate has returned to its full potential. As a result, product manufacturing output is currently high. As a result, expanding needs and market possibilities are met in the most efficient way possible.

Market Segmentation

Based on the Type, the market has been segmented as feather sleeping pillows, down sleeping pillows, memory foam sleeping pillows, buckwheat sleeping pillows, and microbead sleeping pillows.

Based on the End-Use, the market has been segmented into residential and commercial sectors.

Based on the Distribution Channel, the market has been segmented as store-based (supermarkets, specialty stores, hypermarkets, and others) and non-store-based.

Based on the Region, the market has been segmented as North America, Europe, and Asia-Pacific.

Regional Classification

North America is the most dominant region, accounting for the largest share of the sleeping pillow market in the preceding projection period. With expanding demand and the combined efforts of regional key players, these areas are expected to achieve even larger market sizes in the next predicted years.

Key Players

The major key sleeping pillow market players in the market are Hollander, Inc., American Textile Company, Wendre AS, Romatex Home Textiles Ltd., Hunan Mendale Hometextile Co., Ltd., Luolai Lifestyle Technology Co., Ltd., My Sleeping Pillow, Inc., Tempur-Pedic International, Inc., HanseTextilvertrieb GmbH, Paradise Sleeping Pillow Inc., Magniflex, Comfy Quilts Ltd., MAYA TEXTILE IND. VE TİC. LTD. Sti., Latexco N.V., and Sheela Foam Limited. The brands that have a large following of customers trust the company's transparency and product quality. Keeping this in mind, the companies are now hiring high-quality labor to speed up production. With the quick increase in demand, the supply rate must also increase. As a result, this major participant is increasing the number of production units and staff to speed up the process. All of the other major companies are also helping to drive up the size of the sleeping pillow market in the coming years.

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otonymous · 5 years ago

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MLQC - Together With You Drabbles 💕: Quarantine Edition

To my dear readers/followers,

I’m sure many of you are currently in a situation where you have been instructed to stay at home and limit/avoid physical social contact. In the face of this isolation, I am so thankful for the existence of the internet - that we can continue reaching out to one another in these challenging times 🥰

That being said, let’s try to make the best out of what is undoubtedly a trying situation! Hence...

✏️I am opening up my Ask box for drabble requests!✏️

There is only one caveat:

These requests have to be ABSOLUTELY FILTHY 🤪 (but nothing illegal, please)

There’s no better way to temporarily forget about the fact that you’re stuck inside than consuming some NSFW stuff. Case in point: Pornhub offering their premium service for FREE to folks in Italy during the quarantine. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

So, to all, I say: keep healthy, stay safe, be kind to one another, and send those dirty thoughts my way! 🤣

- XOXO, Otonymous 💕

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HOLA, MI NOBRE ES AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ Y LES QUIERO CONTAR UNA HISTORIA ...

MY NAME IS AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ 32 Y/O FROM DOMINICAN REPUBLIC. GOING THRU HARRASEMENT, ASSAULT, BULLYING, LIES, BANK FRAUD, IDENTITY THEFT, MANIPULATION, PSYCHIC HARRASED , DISCRIMINATED, FALSED ACCUSED, ALMOST DESTROYED BY THIS GROUP OF INDIVIDUALS USING A SOFTWARE THAT CHANGE THE INFORMATION OF THE ORIGINAL AT THEIR CONVENIENCE. THEY HAVE RECLUTERS THAT BECOME YOUR CIRCLE OF FRIENDS, MANIPULATE YOUR PLEOPLE FOR YOU TO BE LEFT ALONE WITH ONLY PPL FROM THEIR TEAM SO AT THE END THEY SEND YOU TO JAIL, DEPORTED, MENTAL INSTITUTION, PROSTITUTION OR CEMENTERY AFTER THE CRIME. HE TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED TO YAKAIRA VALERIO FOR HER MISS BEHAVIORS AND THAT IT WILL HAPPEN THE SAME TO ME, HE PLAYS W MY MIND SAYING HES A DOCTOR AND ITS FOR THE SMOKE ADICCION THEN CHANGE THE VERSION LAUGHIN AT YOU TREATING YOU LIKE SHIT THAT THIS IS A POLICE TEST TO BECOME AN OFFICER SAYING DONT WORRY WE ALMOST DONE AND LAUGHING AT ME. IN THE MEAN TIME I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF FROM ALL THE SHIT HE SAID. THEN HE CHANGE AGAIN SAYING ITS A TEST TO BECOME ARMY SOLDIER AND MORE. THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE . I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING SO THATS NOT AN OPTION AND AFTER MY SEPARATION AND WITH THE STALKER HARRSSEMENT I BECAME LESBIAN . HE STOLE AROUND 60.000 AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH, IF HE TOOK MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS AND OTHERS THEN MORE THAN 100.000 US DOLLARS FROM MY ACCOUNTS LIKE CITI 1065, BOFA 0864,0035. AFTER HE SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR ABOUT A YEAR I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK BUT HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AGAIN ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COVID19. SO I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS, SHORT TERMN DISABILITY BNEFITS AND HE BLOCKED ME AND STOP ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A ROFESIONAL HACKER AND SINCE ITS A TEAM THEY HAVE PPLENTY OF SKILLS. DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN AND HIS LAST NAME IS RELATED TO WILLIAM CURRY HIS UNCLE THEY SAID. HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

I AM GOING TO FOLLOW YOUR ORDERS LIKE " GO TO THIS HOTEL YAKAIRA IS THERE" OPEN THAT ROOM SHE IS WAITING FOR YOU" . I DONT BELIEVE ON A PSYCHIC VOICE OF COURSE NOT BUT THEN THIS FEMALE VERSION USED TO TELL ME AMBAR HELP , THEY SENT ME FOR PROSTITUTION, HELP ME THEY TOOK ME TO THIS STREET I THINK, HELP ME AMBAR.. SO SINCE THEY I AM HUMAN I FELT BAD FOR THE FEMALE VOICE WICH STATED IT WAS YAKAIRA SO I STARTED CALLING 911 BECAUSE WHAT IF SHE IS DETH AND CANT TALK AND ONLY COMUNICATE HERSELF PSYCHIC MENTAL SO THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM : I WILL DO IT FOR THE LAST TIME BUT TELL YAKAIRA SHE WONT PLAY WITH MY FEELINGS NO MORE. SOME OF THEM SAY SHE PASSED AWAY AND THEY EVEN TOOK ME TO THE PIER TO A "MEMORIAL " IN THE WATER (THATS WHY I INVOLVE COAST GUARD WEEKS AGO).

Ambar Lucia Dominguez Diaz

BLOG: noseriayoblogbyambardominguez “ la pipera”

I know it’s a bit confusing because since I am still going thru this situation I want to explain everything together and fast. That’s why I made this blog. To listen to your opinion and suggestions. I want you to know what will you do if this happens to you and or your mother/sister/friend or anyone you will help. Tag any person or institution you think will listen to me and will get their own opinion out of this situation. At this point I don’t need a group of therapy, I need a person who believes in me, someone willing to make the person pay me back what he took from my bank accounts and someone that help me get like a lawyer for me to get my US benefits that I deserve as a us citizen that paid taxes for more than 10 years and now and being temporary disable approved by sedgwick thru jetblue until sept is when I needed them the most specially after the stalker sent me to DR to a mental health institution for about a year without an income in my country I came back broke. The only way to get back on track counting on myself only its getting a shelter (wich he is making it impossible and it’s a free room basically first benefit) that way I don’t pay rent get a citi bike or metrocard from FAIRS ( another benefit from the city) getting food stamps SNAP ( 3rd benefit form the city that I deserve and I am not getting because of him) with this I can perfectly be mindfully in peace and will be ready to go back to work and maybe not normal activities right away because it was a lot of bullying and I am ashamed he bulled me a lot with a lot of things but at least working and living like a human like me that always put myself of others shoes deserve. I ve always been independent. I count on myself only. I don’t expect things from others I used to have this person I call an angel that used to pay everything for me without having sex. A lot of people judge about this matter but how obsessed can someone become without sex? Without a kiss with the thonge inside? Also 9 years ago I used to live in the heights and someone advise the guy I like girls and I admit it and this was when I use to live in hillside ave. How obsessed can someone that knew all this can be? Specially when months ago he told me it wasn’t cheating because girls don’t have dicks. Who is capable of making such a drama pretending to be this guy just to judge me and bother me? I am the type of person that don’t call no one. Sergio Tobar, my bamby, used to be my #1 and I barely called him. I get the news at home always and that’s when I say what I think to people. Unfortunately I am m super honest and I say straight up what I think and people don’t like this. I don’t care what others think about peoples appearance if I want to say hi to you because I think you are a good person I will call you even if “the group” doesn’t like it.

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#HUMANRIGHTS #HELP #DEFENDIENDOMESOLAHPT #YOPUEDOCONESTOYMAS #WARRIOR #QUEENOFLOVE #LAMALDITAPIPERA

HOLA, MI NOBRE ES AMBAR LUCIA DOMINGUEZ DIAZ Y LES QUIERO CONTAR UNA HISTORIA ...

HE TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED TO YAKAIRA VALERIO FOR HER MISS BEHAVIORS AND THAT IT WILL HAPPEN THE SAME TO ME, HE PLAYS W MY MIND SAYING HES A DOCTOR AND ITS FOR THE SMOKE ADICCION THEN CHANGE THE VERSION LAUGHIN AT YOU TREATING YOU LIKE SHIT THAT THIS IS A POLICE TEST TO BECOME AN OFFICER SAYING DONT WORRY WE ALMOST DONE AND LAUGHING AT ME. IN THE MEAN TIME I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF FROM ALL THE SHIT HE SAID. THEN HE CHANGE AGAIN SAYING ITS A TEST TO BECOME ARMY SOLDIER AND MORE. THE THEMATIC : HE USE REALITY WITH LIES COMBINED. HE CAN ISSUE THE CERTIFICATE TO BE A POLICE BUT HE WILL REPLACE YOU (HUMAN TRAFFIC) FOR A SIMILAR PERSON AT HIS PREFERENCE .

I AM SO USED TO THE BAD THINGS THAT IM SURE IM READY TO BE SENT OUT TO PROSTITUTION BECAUSE I WONT QUIT SMOKING SO THATS NOT AN OPTION AND AFTER MY SEPARATION AND WITH THE STALKER HARRSSEMENT I BECAME LESBIAN . HE STOLE AROUND 60.000 AS PER LAST MONTHS MATH, IF HE TOOK MY NYS BENEFITS HOUSING FUNDS AND OTHERS THEN MORE THAN 100.000 US DOLLARS FROM MY ACCOUNTS LIKE CITI 1065, BOFA 0864,0035. AFTER HE SENT ME TO A MENTAL HEALTH INSTITUTION FOR PSYCHIC HARRASEMENT FOR ABOUT A YEAR I CAME BACK TO NY AND STARTED WORK BUT HAD TO TAKE A BREAK AGAIN ON APRIL AFTER MY DAYS OFF DUE TO COVID19. SO I APPLIED FOR UNEMPLOYMENT FUNDS, SHORT TERMN DISABILITY BNEFITS AND HE BLOCKED ME AND STOP ME FROM GETTING THOSE FUNDS BECAUSE HE IS A ROFESIONAL HACKER AND SINCE ITS A TEAM THEY HAVE PPLENTY OF SKILLS. DEAD THREAT ME WITH MY MOM AND SISTER IN TAMPA FLORIDA I AM SCARED OF CRISTIAN AND HIS LAST NAME IS RELATED TO WILLIAM CURRY HIS UNCLE THEY SAID. HE CONTROL EVERYONE BECAUSE OF HIS PSYCHIC SKILLS AND THEY HAVE MOVE TO MANY CITIES BECAUSE THEY DO THID EVERY WHERER THEY GO. SIMILAR CASES AT EACH CITI. HE PLAYED ME 11 YRS COUNTIN THIS ONE , MAKING ME DO A LOT OF THINGS YEAR BY YEAR BECAUSE I WAS INNOCENT AND BEING MANIPULATED WITH LIES TELLING ME THAT YAKAIRA VALERIO WAS COMING TO GET ME BC SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME AS WELL. THAT HE KNEW I WAS GOING TO TELL HER I LIKE HER THE LAST DAY I SAW HER WICH IS TRUE THAT WAS ON MY MIND, SO FOR SOME REASON HE CAN READ MY MIND. EVERY YEAR HE USED TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT TELLING ME OH NO YOU LOOSE SHE IS TAKING YORDY WITH HER BECAUSE YOUR DUMB, BECAUSE YOU SMOKE, BECAUSE SHE DONT LIKE WOMEN, BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO SLOW, AND MANY MORE DESILUSIONS, FRUSTRATIONS AND WEIRD FEELINGS CAME TO ME THAT THIS YEAR I TOLD HIM:

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Hoy 09/03/2022 fue un dia horrible. Mi cellular se dano por culpa del maniatico bastarde acosador. La gente me dira “ Pero porque por culpa de el? “

Cuando hablamos de la reaccionn que toma un ser humano hacia para con otro tenemos que entender y analizar que esta reaccion se produce por una accion de la otra persona. En este caso Cuando llevo mas de 2 anos diciendole a mi familia que me hackean y empezo en el 7910 35th ave 6H que era mi casa y mi sospechosos son un grupito de el edificio principales Romero Cristian/ Juan , Daniel Ribeiro, YasiKov y el flaco de la mani , 5B. He ido al precinto, los ecuatorianos del gordito de la esquina y muchisimos que anexo a este blog seguire anadiendo. Entonces teniendo en cuenta de que estan abrumando Psiquicamente, ciberneticamente, fisicamente pero lo mas complicado y el delito mayor entre lo que me hicieron estas personas es limitar mis pensamientos, mi conducta, hacerme perder el tiempo, perjudicar seres queridos y otros no tan queridos entonces si analizamos todo junto ya hoy 09/02/2022 kiero que se muera sin remordimientos alguno o quisiera que me mate sin remordimiento. YO NO ME KIERO MORIR LITERAL QUE NO, pero como estoy cansada de el prefiero ahora meterme mas en la boca del lobo para ver si logro q me maten. Descubri SPA algunos con prostitucion otros no, descubri locales o apartamentos de personas muertas/ deportadas o en centro de salud mental (lo que quieren hacer conmigo ahorita les cuento mas ) que ellos utilizan para poner sus negocios, viviendas y demas cambiandole con el mismo software que mensione cuando empece este blog el nombre del muerto por el de ellos. En un CLICK ellos te hacen dueno de cualquier compania. ( Luego detallare datos de el software porque lo amenace diciendole que voy a asegurarme de comunicarme con los presidentes de todos los paises del mundo para avisar que este team quiere reemplazar el gobierno , osea es una amenaza para todas las empresas y las personas del mundo. El entra a CUALQUIER EMPRESA. En jetblue me robo un buddy pass y yo envie a un email a steele y 3 personas mas al lado de Indira Hutchins mi supervisora que me aconsejo a quien enviar dicho correo advirtiendole a la compania que tengo un stalker, hice reporte en la policia que el me aseguro que borraria del Sistema de ellos tambien ( AMENAZA PUBLICA) si era capaz de robar un buddy pass, era capaz de todo!! Despues se burlaba de mi diciendome que todos tenian apartamento ya con el dinero de ADA de cada persona o con la voz de algunos de mis companeros con su software de 16 pianos que hacen sonido o con mis companeros de verdad que algunos se que si estan involucrados por su mejoria drastica y extrema en corto tiempo lol .

El plan es como dije separate de los que te quieren pa que el y los suyos que no te quieren sean tu circulo. La estrategia es ser honesto y explicarles con la verdad, asi es la unica forma que he logrado un major trato en algunos de sus companeros.

Hoy en la farmacia elegi 3 articulos los cuales me cobraron 3 veces 1 redbull , 1 vez proteina, 1 vez leggings. Al y over que me cobraron extra por los redbull coji mis 3 items y le dije al tipo que me iba, que hiciera un void en el leggings por querer ser vivos y cobrar 3 veces, A MI, que tengo anos perdiendo mierdas viviendo esto. Entonces salir y cuando iba saliendo el Manager del CVS Steinway Astoria 11103 me golpeo para asi arrebatarme la bolsa y los articulos calleron al suelo y no me los entrego ni me devolvio a mi tarjeta los fondos. Llame la policia y aca tengo un video que quiero anexar a esto donde grabe la conversacion los con oficiales que no defendieron los derechos humanos en este caso , esto si el hacker acosador me deja porque desde que vio el blog, el borra pedazos de las cosas que digo para q no salga entera la historia. Con esto pido a gritos un llamado a los conocidos que sepan de hacker a ver si me ayyudan con este individuo por favor!!!!!!::

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It’s not about a conspiracy.

So Supernatural ended and, in usual Supernatural fashion, it went down in the craziest, most meta way possible. Two episodes before the finale, they canonized Destiel through Cas’ love confession to Dean then, in one last queerbait, didn’t give Dean a chance to respond then completely left Cas out of the rest of the narrative. Of course it couldn’t end there so a dub error aired in Latin and South America where Dean reciprocates.

Fans, of course, lose their shit and conspiracies fly that this was the CW quashing the Destiel storyline.

Was it?

I seriously doubt it. Not that the CW isn’t very problematic with killing gays and the movement to bring this to light is a good one. However, the script that we have seen says Dean doesn’t reciprocate. Misha said it wasn’t in the script. And the ending that we got confirms that they never intended this to be anything more than Castiel’s ending (hell, the band Kansas may have planned to get more air time ROFL).

It’s much more likely that the whole thing is shitty, thoughtless writing. Let’s be honest, SPN fumbled their way into greatness way more often then they planned it. Let’s face it, Kripke never intended this show to go beyond 2 dudes in a cool muscle car killing things. He never meant to address the deeper issues of fate, God, angels, and free will - he has said as much. He was extremely lucky to have gotten some very talented writers like Ben Edlund who were able to make this shallow idea into a deeper, more complex story. And if it weren’t for the incredible talent of the actors who brought life and meaning and nuance to some pretty bad scripts, this should would never have survived this long. Jensen Ackles’ facial expressions can give us so much more than the words that were on the script. Not to mention a passionate and engaged fandom that could take a throw away line and latch onto it (likely to the surprise of even the writers).

Endings are hard and writers who have to write endings often try to go for shock value and edginess over good story completion. This is why the best show endings are usually the ones that were planned as one story arc from day 1 (see Black Sails, The Good Place, Crazy Ex Girlfriend, Schitts Creek, Breaking Bad). These endings were designed as the culmination of the story narrative that was built towards it. They don’t need to end with happy endings and we may lose great characters, but the narrative and overall arcs stay true and are completed. That’s why they are so satisfying. Supernatural, on the other hand, was never supposed to go 15 years and no one had any idea how to end it. Each year they had to keep going they had to scramble to come up with and idea and Chuck being the ultimate big bad was a stroke of genius that was stumbled into and definitely not planned since the beginning.

When J2 decided it was time to move on, the writers had to figure out an ending. We know from cast meet and greets that as recently as weeks before the were supposed to shoot the finale it was still being changed and was pretty shaky. On top of that, just as they were supposed to shoot their finales, Covid19 hit and whatever it was they planned had to be re-written because of restrictions and logistics and they couldn’t just wait till Covid was over because their cast and crew had new jobs lined up they needed to move on to. So, they scrambled and cobbled something together and, like GoT, HIMYM, and Dexter, tried to go for shock and edgy rather than looking back at the themes of their narrative to tie it all together. It ended up coming across as lazy and mediocre at best, regressive and queerphobic at worst. But I don’t think they ever planned to make this anything but a nostalgic homage to the pilot. Again, I’m sure they thought they were being clever, but it backfired.

It was so empty and disjointed from the rest of the narrative that much of the audience watched thinking that can’t possibly be what was planned! The story must have gotten gutted by the CW or something, right? Tell me they didn’t just completely ignore the boys’ character growth and the queer storyline that had been a major thread for a dozen years! Guys, that’s exactly what they did because, in their minds, having the finale be nothing but a call back to the pilot was some crackerjack writing. They were actually proud that they would get to make everyone cry, make only 30% of fans satisfied, and be so shocking they upstaged Game of Thrones for an ending (all Dabb quotes that I don’t feel like finding and citing but you can easily). Jared even talked about all the things they put in there from the clothes to John’s journal to make it a big homage to the pilot. Sadly, that approach just made it hollow because it made the audience wonder what the other 15 years were for. But sometimes writers shoot for something and miss... by a long shot.

So I know the conspiracies' can be fun. I have had a blast the last few days laughing at the memes and the powerpoints. But please, take them with a grain of salt and don’t go down a dangerous rabbit hole. The most likely answer is right in front of our faces: shitty writing. Stay sane. Stay an SPN family.

And by all means, keep fighting for better queer representation. Boycott the CW (I know I never plan to watch anything there again) and unfollow their social media. Stop spending money on official merchandise and support artists. Use the hashtags to bring attention to the treatment of LGBT characters in media. Make your voices heard loud that we deserve better. But if the focus is on some Spanish dub conspiracy, it will be brushed off as crazy fangirl nonsense. Focus on the actual intentional behavior that we know they did; the queerbait of Cas in 18 to gain audience interest for a finale that had no intention of paying off. Focus on the killing of all of the LGBT characters in media. And find stories of good representation and solid consistent story arcs to support (the ones I named above are a few excellent examples).

I love you, my passionate, thoughtful SPN family. Just try to stay sane and level headed through your ire.

#Supernatural #Destiel gate #theysilencedyou #theysilencedthem

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Dating App AU

Poe Dameron x Reader (Genderneutral)

Summary: Your friend convinced you to try this dating app and while your date is cute and nice, there is just something about his flatmate...

Warnings: Mentions of Covid19

You hated to admit how nervous you were, especially because there was no reason to be nervous. It was just a date, hundreds of thousands of people went on first dates every day, there was no reason to be nervous. Besides, you had already talked to Finn on the dating app, on the phone and in a zoom call, he was nice and funny and easy to talk to, going on a walk with him, in a park full of other people, should be a piece of cake. And yet you were nervous. This is all Rose’s fault, you thought to yourself. It was Rose who had convinced you to try a dating app. “To meet new people”, were her exact words. True, due to the pandamic you didn’t know anyone in the town you moved to for university, but you were not sure a dating app was the right way to meet people, especially since you weren’t even really looking for a relationship. You glanced at your phone that you still had in your hand from texting Rose you had arrived at the spot you were supposed to meet Finn. He was a few minutes late already. “Sorry, I know I’m late.” The already somewhat familiar voice made you look up from your phone. Finn stood right in front of you, both hands in the pockets of his jeans and an apologetic smile on his lips. “Rey had car troubles and needed a helping hand and I just couldn’t refuse her.” It took you a moment to place the name. Finn had told you quite a bit about his friends, but then it dawned on you that Rey was his flatmate, or one of his flatmates at least. “It’s fine, you’re just a few minutes late and I’ve heard worse excuses.” Finn raised an eyebrow. “Does that mean you’ve been stood up?” Right as the words left his mouth the smile fell from his lips. He opened his mouth and closed it again. “(Y/N), I am so sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. It’s not as if I think you should be stood up, I just sometimes speak before I can think and-” “It’s fine. I was just talking about my friends, they’re never on time.” You could pratically feel the tension leaving Finn’s body. “You’d hate Poe then, he’s always late.” Poe was another one of Finn’s flatmates, you remembered, as well as his best friend. “I wouldn’t judge someone based solely on their time management, I’m usually early anyways.” For a moment Finn just looked at you, it was as if you could feel his eyes staring into your soul and if he weren’t so kind it would be downright creepy. “You’re new in town, aren’t you? How about we walk over to the best ice cream shop around?” And just like that the awkward silcen was interrupted. You smiled and nodded, ice cream always sounded great.

Half an hour later you sat on a park bench, both with an ice cream cone in hand, having an easy conversation. Finn, you learned, was an only child, though his best friends were like siblings to him. He was three weeks younger than you, on the dot, and hated stracciatelle for unknown reasons. “Once the cinemas open again I really have to take you to this small one at the other end of town. It’s a bit more expensive than the big chains, but the popcorn is to die fo- Poe?”, Finn interrupted his sentence. You looked at him with a raised eyebrow but his gaze was fixed on the man walking towards you. “Finn, hi.” The other man, appearently this was Poe, put friendly hand on Finn’s shoulder and then looked over at you. “And you must be (Y/N), right?” You didn’t know whether it was his smile and the way he said your name but all of the sudden you felt yourself blushing and at a loss for words. Luckily though it only lasted a second, you were brought back to reality when you reminded yourself that you were on a date with Finn, who you really liked, and not his goodlooking friend. “That’s me.” Before either you or Poe could say anything else or fall into an awkward silence Finn spoke again. “What are you even doing here? Don’t you have a shift starting in a few minutes?” Poe finally let his eyes fall away from you and turned back to his friend. You weren’t sure whether you should be glad or sad that you no longer held his attention. “They’re not busy today so Leia told me to take the day off. I decided to spend some quality time with Beebee instead.” Must be his girlfriend, you though and immediatly scolded yourself for the though. Finn was your date. Not Poe, Finn. “Where is he then?”, Finn asked and looked around. He, you replayed Finn’s word in your mind. Boyfriend then. Should be obvious that a guy like Poe is in a relationship. “What do you mean, he’s right... I mean he was right here next to me...” Now Poe looked around again and you tried not to take the opportunity to stare at the way his dark curls moved when he moved his head. “Beebee, come here boy”, Poe called. Nobody came, so he started whisteling. “Is that really the best way to call your boyfriend?”, you asked. Poe had seemed nice at first, but you couldn’t tolerate his behaviour towards his significant other, and were suprised Finn wasn’t bothered by it. “My what? I don’t have a boyfriend. Beebee is my- here he is!” You looked down at Poe’s feet where a small dog with white and orangy-red fur stood. You weren’t quite sure what breed he was but there seemed to be at least a bit of corgi in there. “(Y/N), may I introduce you to Beebee. As you can see he is not my boyfriend, but rather my best friend.” Poe knelt down to pet his furry companion just as Finn let out an annoyed “Hey!”. “My dog best friend, of course. Finn is my human best friend.” While Finn looked satisfied with this correction Beebee now seemed offended. But that ceased quickly when you knelt down in front of him. “Hey, buddy”, you smiled as you reached out his hand for the dog to sniff. He gave it a quick lick which you interpreted as permission to pet him. “You’re a little cutie, aren’t you? What are you- Hey, that’s my ice cream.” Beebee either didn’t listen or didn’t care because he reached for your cone with his tongue. You stood up again to get the ice cream away from the dog and looked to Poe. “It almost looks as if you don’t feed him enough”, you joked. For what felt like an eternity Poe didn’t answer, he just looked at you with an unreadable expression. It wasn’t until Finn gave him a light kick that he replied. “I guess that means I should give him his dinner. And leave you to your date, of course.” He gave Finn a warm smile before turning to you. “It was very nice to meet you, (Y/N).” There it was again, the way he said your name did something to you. You couldn’t help but smile at him. “Likewise, Poe.” Before you could sit down next to Finn again Poe and his dog were gone. “Usually I’d say the first date is too soon to meet my friends, but the two of you really hit it off”, Finn said. You looked at him. Was he mad that you had run into Poe? Should you have paid less attention to his friend and Beebee and more to Finn? How were you supposed to ask that? “It’s getting dark soon, but I’d like to see you again sometime”, Finn told you before you could say anything. You nodded. “I’d like that.”

Just a short week later you met up with Finn again. While you had wanted the first meeting to be in a public place, even though you had already gotten to know each other in videochats, you were now comfortable enough to visit him in his flat. “Would you like anything to drink?”, Finn asked from the small kitchen. “Whatever you’re having is fine, I’m not that fussy with drinks”, you called back. From your spot on the living room couch you could hear Finn rummaging through the fridge. Meanwhile you looked around. The room was quite big, just a little smaller than your one-room-flat, but since Finn shared his flat with both Poe and Rey it made perfect sense for it to be bigger. Though it was tidier than you had expected from a flat where two men lived. The shelves on one wall were filled with all kinds of books, board games, video games and little trinkets. Right next to it was a dog bed that was more than just a little too big for Beebee, as well as a box filled with dog toys, a water and a food bowl. Your gaze went over to the wall above the TV, on which a multitude of pictures hung. Most of them showed the three flatmates, often joined by Beebee and sometimes other unfamiliar faces, in all types of situations. In a park, in the snow, out in some sort of pub or club, at uni or just in the flat. One picture of Poe and Rey with three elderly people especially caught your eye. That must be their respective parents, you thought. “I see you found our wall of memories”, Finn remarked as he entered the living room. He sat down next to you and placed a tall glass in front of you. “I thought a diet coke would be the safest choice.” You managed to squeeze in a “Thank you” before Finn started talking again. “As you can see most pictures are just Rey, Poe and me, but there are some of our other friends as well. And Beebee of course. And Leia, Luke and Han.” He looked at you with a smile. “Perhaps you’ll meet them one day. Leia and Luke own the restaurant where Poe and Rey work and Han, he’s Leia’s husband, works there as well. Though they’re more like family than just employers now. Other than this flat the restaurant our favourite hang out spot.” Around an hour later you were interrupted in the middle of the movie. Lazily you lifted your head from Finn’s shoulder to look at the intruder. It was Poe, followed by a pretty brunette you recognized as Rey. “(Y/N), hi. I didn’t know you’d be here”, Poe greeted you. Rey shot him a look that seemed to say that he did know, but that couldn’t be, right? After all, why would Poe lie? “You’re welcome to join”, Finn offered. “As long as (Y/N) is fine with it.” Even if you hadn’t been, how could you say no to that? As if he’d been waiting for the invitation Poe sat down next to you. A little closer than he had to, due to the big sofa, but you didn’t complain. Rey followed suit and sat down next to Finn. Just a second later Beebee, who you only just noticed had come into the flat with the two of them, settled down at her feet. “Traitor”, Poe muttered under his breath. You turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “So you’re the jealous type?” He shrugged, though a small smile stole onto his face. “Usually not, but Beebee only prefers Rey because she bought a gigantic box of his favourite treats and gives them to him whenever he wants one.” You couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s not my fault you don’t feed your dog food he actually likes”, Rey shot back from her end of the couch. You looked from her to Poe, only just catching Finn rolling his eyes. This seemed to be a common argument between them. “I do feed him! Do you have any idea how expensive the organic dog food is I buy him? It’s not my fault healthy food isn’t always the most delicious.” “Can we please get back to the movie?”, Finn asked in a slightly annoyed voice. He really did seem tired of the discussion. For a few minutes it was quiet. Though you felt as if someone was constantly watching you, but that might just be Poe and Rey continuing their conversation through looks over your head. “Hey, Finn, remember when you promised to have a look at my paper? I have to hand it in tomorrow morning”, Rey interrupted the silence. You expected Finn to tell her he’d do it later, he was still on a date with you after all. But instead he jumped up immediately. “Sure thing! Poe, why don’t you stay with (Y/N) while I’m gone?” And just like that Rey and Finn disappeared down the hall. Right after they were gone Beebee jumped up onto the spot Finn had vacated next to you and snuggled up close to you. Absentmindedly you ran a hand through the dog’s soft fur. “Beebee is an excellent judge of character. It means a lot that he likes you.” You looked over at Poe. Though it was dark and only the TV was lighting up the room you could have sworn he was blushing. “I’m glad. I really like him too.” Although you meant the dog you suddenly weren’t sure he’s the only one you were talking about. “You’re still Finn’s date though”, said Poe. That remark was definitely not just about Beebee. You looked at Poe. “I know. And I really do like Finn, just not in a romantic way.” Part of you wanted to add that there is someone you could picture yourself one day falling in love with, someone you had met through Finn, but you didn’t dare to. “To be honest, I think Finn doesn’t like you that way either.” You waited for Poe to add something else but he just looked at you, right into your eyes. But for a split second you could have sworn his eyes went down to your lips. “Perhaps I should talk to Finn then. We could still hang out as friends.” Poe nodded just as the credits started rolling. Though neither of you moved to get the remote. “Then you’d be looking for someone else to date”, Poe finally said after a few moments of silence. You had no idea what to make of that statement. Was he glad you wouldn’t be dating Finn? Did he want you to find a boyfriend? Or was he maybe implying something? “To be honest, I’m not even looking for a relationship. My friend Rose just made me get a dating profile so I’d meet new people.” Just as the words left your lips Finn and Rey reappeared and the atmosphere seemed to change. “How about we all get something to eat?”, Rey suggested. Though you weren’t really hungry you wanted to take the opportunity to spend more time with the people you hoped would become your friends, as well as the one person who might be more than a friend.

That same day, on your way to the restaurant to pick up your order, you told Finn that you were not interested in him in a romantic way and just as Poe had suggested, he felt the same way. That was the start of a wonderful friendship, you started to spend most of your free time with Finn and his friends. And while you considered Rey and Finn good friends, you soon realized that your feelings towards Poe were just different. Every time he sat or stood a bit closer than he had to your heart started beating faster and you felt a sense of comfort at the same time. He was kind and funny and so good looking, you just couldn’t help your developing crush. Today it was especially obvious. You were alone with Poe, Finn was out and Rey had to work, so you sat at the small kitchen table, both enveloped in your uni work. “Do you know another word for pretty?”, you asked. You were writing an essay about the protagonist of a novel you had read for class and were in desperate need of synonyms. “Beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, (Y/N).” No matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t fight the blush that crept up your neck. Most of the time Poe was simply friendly, but sometimes he said things like that, things that were just too flirty for friends, and you didn’t know what to make of his comments. “Love, are you blushing?”, he asked. Today seems to be an especially flirtatious day, you though to yourself. Usually when Poe dropped such a comment it was just one, not calling you pretty and a pet name within just a few seconds. “Who wouldn’t blush to hear your sorry attempts at flirting?”, you joked. You could have sworn Poe’s expression turned a bit darker. Maybe you had taken it a bit too far. “I’ll have you know that people usually like when I flirt with them.” You didn’t know what to reply. Of course people liked when Poe flirted with them, you’d enjoy it as well, if only he really meant it. But you both knew that you were strictly friends. After all, you had told him you were not looking for a relationship and he kept on flirting and making out and probably a bunch of other things with others anytime you went out together. “In that case it seems like you never met anyone with taste”, you teased. With a smile he closed his laptop and looked straight at you. You felt heat rushing to your cheeks at his intense stare, but tried to hold your own and didn’t let your eyes leave his. “Maybe I should just show you what your’re missing out on, darling.” You were stunned. What should you answer to that? Did he mean it, was he really trying to flirt or was it just a game to him? Poe seemed to interpret your silence in his own way. “But I know you’re not looking for a boyfriend.” His gaze moved from your eyes down to the table. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and bit it softly, a gesture that drew your eyes right down to his kissable lips. “Poe, are you... were you actually trying to flirt with me? I thought you were joking.” He looked back up at you, eyes wide open. His left hand moved to ruffle through his curls while his right reached for your hand, which was twisting with your water bottle. “I confess, there are a lot of things I don’t take serious and joke about, but you’re not one of them. I don’t know why, but from the moment I saw you I was intrigued. But then I realized you were on a date with my best friend and you seemed to get along, so I tried to back off. I guess I wasn’t as discreet as I wanted to be, though. Rey quickly noticed and tried to push us together and every moment I spend with you I realize just how amazing you are, how much I’m falling in love with you.” Any time you had been speechless before was nothing compared to this. No one had ever confessed a crush on you, let alone told you they were falling for you, and here was Poe, beautiful, funny, kind Poe, telling you what you never dreamed he would tell you. Suddenly it made sense why he always sat so close to you, why Rey kept shooting him looks whenever you hung out together, why Finn often canceled last minute, leaving you alone with Poe. “Have Rey and Finn been trying to set us up?”, you asked. Poe looked down at your intertwined hands resting on the table. Slowly he nodded. “After Rey realized how I feel she immediately told Finn, even though I begged her not to. I though Finn felt the same way, I just didn’t see a reason why he wouldn’t, but it turns out he only ever thought of you as a friend and was glad I like you.” You could tell all this confessing made him nervous, especially since you haven’t said a word yourself. You stroked his hand with your thumb, slow, soft motions that immediately seemed to relax him. “You know, I really wasn’t looking for a boyfriend. Downloading a dating app was my friend Rose’s idea in the first place, but it turned out great. I might not have been looking for a boyfriend, but then I met this really cute guy and event though I hadn’t planned it, I started liking him, really liking him. How could I not, with his sweet smile and funny jokes and concern for me and his friends, plus he has this super cute dog and any guy who’s good with animals is boyfriend material.” While you were talking Poe’s eyebrows kept raising. You could tell he was hoping that you were talking about him, but there was just a little hint of doubt in his expression. “What do you say, should we relieve Rey and Finn of their efforts and tell them we’re dating?”, you asked. For a few seconds Poe just started at you, but within a moment he leaped up from his chair at the other end of the table and swept you in his arms. “I think they’d be glad to hear it, my love.” Poe let go of you with a smile on his face. You just looked at him, eyes bright, unruly hair, the sun shining on the side of his face. Only a bark made you tear your eyes away from him. Poe glanced down at Beebee, who was standing between the two of you. “I think he’s trying to tell us something”, you grinned. “I think he just wants us to kiss already”, Poe returned. As if to confirm the dog barked again and both of you laughed. But once the laughter died out you finally felt Poe’s soft lips on yours. A soft sight escaped your mouth as you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Your hands found their way into his hair, pulling it slightly, which made Poe moan and you smile into the kiss. When you finally let go to catch your breath both of you were smiling. “You know, you might have said people who enjoy my flirting don’t have taste, but based on how you just kissed me you’re on top of that list”, he grinned. You just rolled your eyes and pulled him closer again. “Less talking, more kissing”, you mumbled against his lips. At your feet Beebee barked again, clearly the dog agreed. As did your boyfriend, when he captured your lips with his once again.

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kay-diggle · 5 years ago

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Summary: You interrupt Jungkook while he's playing his video games.

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader, Established Relationship

Genre & Rating: Smut, 18+

Warnings: Mention of COVID19, kinda strip tease (but not really), dom!jungkook, sub!reader, oral (f. recieving), overstimulation, vaginal intercourse, unprotected sex (pls stay safe guys), creampie

Length: 2.5k words

Notes: HELLOOOO!! OMG I feel like it's been forever since I've posted (sorry for going ghost). Anyways, this fic was inspired by a new challenge I saw on Tiktok where women drop their towels in front of their boyfriends while they're playing video games to see their reaction. It also mentions COVID19/ quarantine and I know a lot of people have a lot of anxieties surrounding our current situation, so maybe don't read if you think it'll trigger you. Also, Disclaimer: In no way is this fic meant to romanticize our current situation. Other than that, I'm not sure if I really like this, but I hope you all enjoy and are staying healthy! {Requests are closed at the moment.}

Kay-Diggle’s Masterlist

Annoyed wasn’t even the word to explain how you had been feeling for the past few days.

You had been excited once, when you first landed in Korea. Your boyfriend, Jungkook, flew you out from the states to visit him while he and the rest of BTS were preparing for their upcoming tour. You were happy to be getting a behind the scenes view of the process while spending time with the love of your life and his friends. That was, until the virus that was affecting the entire world was getting worse. When you initially flew out, it wasn’t that bad, but by the time your 3 week visit was up, there was no way anyone was letting you travel back home.

Though extending your stay was a bit stressful, you were thankful for the extra time you’d be getting with him. The first three weeks, Jungkook was so busy. He touched you, just not as much or as frequently as you had wanted to be touched. But now that your plans for returning home were up in the air and you were staying with Jungkook alone in his apartment, you were expecting to have a “living dildo.” Granted, probably not the best way to refer to your boyfriend, but the thought of him being available to fuck you at any time for however long you would be staying in Korea was very enticing. Now that his working slowed down because of the quarantine, you thought you’d be getting his undivided attention. However, you were wrong.

Whenever he wasn’t at a quick meeting or rehearsal at BigHit, he was in his living room playing video games, most of the time with Taehyung or Jin. You knew that he was just trying to release some of his frustration behind the tour being postponed, but you honestly wished that he’d take it out on your body instead of through his stupid games.

This thought helped you devise your grand master plan. You chose a day you knew that he wouldn’t have anything to do. When he woke up and followed his regular routine of showering, eating with you, and then leaving you to play some game, you knew it was time.

You hopped in the shower and really took your time today, making sure that your skin was as smooth as a baby’s bottom and your private areas were as hairless as could be. When you felt like you looked perfect, you wrapped your towel around your body and made your way towards the living room.

“Jungkookieeeee,” you dragged it out in a high pitched whine.

“What baby? He said, not even acknowledging your presence.

“ I need you.”

Genuinely concerned, Jungkook turned his head to finally look at you and muted his mic. . “What’s the matter, my love.”

“I’m just feeling a bit… lonely in the room all by myself. How about you log off your game and come join me baby,” you tilted your head and gave him your best pouty face with a small lip bite.

He knew what you wanted, and you had predicted his resistance before he brushed you off with a quick “Not right now y/n” and turned his mic back on to continue his game.

You sighed dramatically before taking the towel wrapped around your body and throwing it towards him, landing in his lap and revealing your naked body. He looked back at you with wide eyes while you only smirked at him.

“Fine. Have it your way,” you replied sassily and walked back towards his bedroom making sure to add a little extra sway to your hips as you did so.

You couldn’t help the smile that was taking over your face. You knew he wouldn’t be able to resist you after your little towel show, and your prediction was confirmed when you heard him wrapping up the game with his friends, adding a rushed explanation, something along the lines of “I have to go kill this girl, sorry.”

And boy oh boy were you willing to die if it was at the hands of Jungkook.

You draped yourself across the bed and looked at your nails as if you were bored and Jungkook walked in just a few seconds later.

“Oh… look who came,” you teased.

Jungkook chuckled lowly, shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest. “You think that was cute, don’t you?”

“Adorable,” you responded.

Jungkook just smirked at you before abruptly taking both of your ankles in his hands and dragging your body towards the edge of the bed. He leaned over your figure, caressing your thighs that wrapped around his waist.

“Hmmm… just what am I gonna do with you baby?” he asked, lips brushing against your own.

“Anything you want,” you replied looking straight in his eyes. You were ready to submit yourself to him, to do whatever he commanded you to do.

Jungkook smiled against your lips at this. He loved when you were so subby for him, willing to let him absolutely destroy you but he wasn’t feeling like going all that hard on you today.

“Well if it were any other day, I’d honestly go back on the game and make you ride me while I was playing, and wouldn’t let you make any noises or stop until you came at least three times while restraining your hands,” he whispered.

“Oh….” the idea did excite you, but you were already picturing how much you’d struggle. “So then what are you going to do to me today?”

“Apologize,” he let out a puff of air. “For neglecting you these past few weeks,” he pecked your lips.

His lips kept going with their slight kisses down your neck, your breasts, your stomach, down your thighs and back up to your wet center.

“For not fucking you every chance I’ve had,” he continued, now on his knees with his face deep in your heat.

You felt his cool breath against you first, driving you crazy before he even touched you. But when his tongue swiped against your folds, you couldn’t help but let out the moan you had been fighting.

“This pussy is so sweet, all mine…” he looked up in your eyes before wrapping his lips around your pulsing bud and sucking hard.

You felt your soul leave your body when you leaned on your elbows to look at him and saw that he was already staring at you. Throwing your head back and letting out a loud moan, your hand quickly found its way into his brown locks, tugging lightly, just how you knew he liked. He groaned and started sucking even more harshly. You were having too much fun pushing his head further into you, and he wanted to make sure you still knew who was in charge here.

“Play with your tits for me baby,” he commanded.

When your hands reached your breasts, you groped them, squeezing and caressing them as you liked. Your fingers found your hard nipples and began pulling on them lightly and pinching, adding to the immense amount of pleasure you felt.

Meanwhile, Jungkook was still working on you. With his mouth never leaving your clit, he collected the juices that were spilling out of you on two fingers, and slid them inside of you unexpectedly, making your arch your back off the bed and let out your loudest moan yet. Curving his fingers and thrusting slowly, they were massaging your walls while his tongue was massaging the spot where you needed him most. The light tremor in your legs served as an indication that you’d be coming soon, and although Jungkook would love to have your juices spill out all over his tongue, he’d rather it happen on his rock hard cock.

He pulled away from you very abruptly, and the frustration overtook you when your near orgasm faded away. Seeing the scowl on your face when he stood up, he couldn’t help but let out a light laugh that you did not appreciate.

“I’m glad you find my pain amusing.”

“Stop being so dramatic babe. Now, do you wanna get fucked or not?”

You rolled your eyes before scooting to the top of the bed. You watched him drop his shorts with his boxers and take off his shirt. You were practically drooling at the sight of his naked body and honestly, who could blame you?

“You know, I actually changed my mind. You’re gonna ride me.”

“Hmmpff” you let out a little whine as he walked over to the bed and sat up against the headboard.

“Are you really whining right now?” he asked, voice dripping with dominance.

Taking that as your warning, you got onto your knees and went to straddle his hips when he directed you to turn around. You figured not being able to see him was your punishment until you settled on his lap and one of his large hands immediately grabbed both of your wrists, restricting you, indicating that he didn’t want you to be able to touch him either. You quietly let out a little huff of breath in annoyance before you felt his dick rubbing against your wet folds and poking at your entrance.

“I was trying to be nice y/n, but your little attitude is something else baby,” he pushed you down onto his hard length very slowly, using his free hand to grab your hip and make sure you felt everything. “My dick is a gift y/n. You’re lucky you’re getting it, and you’ll take it however I choose to give it to you. Understand?”

You nodded your head in response which obviously didn’t sit right with Jungkook, as he roughly thrust up into you, getting you to push out a quiet “yes.” You couldn’t really get any other words out, as your head was preoccupied with the thoughts of how well Jungkook filled you up.

“Good girl. Now, since you interrupted me, I feel it’s only fair that you fuck yourself on my dick, sweetheart. Make yourself cum since you wanted this so bad.”

Now, this wasn’t what you had in mind when you called him a “living dildo,” but nevertheless, you began moving on his dick. It was definitely a challenge without your hands, but it didn’t stop you from bouncing on his cock. Your pace was fast, probably a lot faster than what Jungkook was expecting, but you were desperate to get back the orgasm that he took away from you earlier.

Jungkook didn’t know what to do with his one free hand. One second it was on your hip, helping to guide you up and down his shaft and the next it would be smacking your bare ass or reaching around to pinch your nipples. All of the sensations you were feeling along with the sound of the low groans he was letting out directly into your ear, your moans were coming out nonstop. Everything felt so good and you were so close, but you were also tired and felt like your legs would give out any second.

“Kookie,” you used his nickname to call out to him, hoping it would sweeten him up just a bit. “Please…. nnghh so good- fuck! My legs baby, I can’t.”

You guessed he was back in his nice mood because he let go of your hand. You felt liberated and leaned over to hold onto his thick things while you felt both of his hands grasp your hips. Your ass smacked against his pelvis as you rode him harder, him pulling you down while you simultaneously pushed yourself. Angling his hips slightly different, the tip of his dick pushed right into your g-spot and you cried out.

“YES FUCK!”

“Mmhhmm.. You like that sweetheart?” he said, making sure to repeatedly hit the same spot.

“Yes baby, oh my- ughhh I’m gonna fucking cum.”

“Yea? You’re gonna be a good girl and cum all over me right? Wet up my fucking cock hmm, soak my sheets?”

“Yesssss,” you dragged it out.

You really couldn’t keep quiet at this point, mouth hanging open as your moans flooded out. You were so close to cumming again and you knew it was over when his hand reached around the front of your body and his fingers found your clit.

“GOD YES!” you smacked your hand against his thigh as you felt your high take over. You blacked out for a moment, seeing stars. Jungkook hissed from the sting of your hand slapping his leg but continued to drag out your orgasm by using your hips to slowly rock you down onto him when you fell over.

“You’re fucking perfect y/n,” Jungkook moaned out. One of his favorite sights was you falling apart all over him.

“Ugh, Jungkook, please cum in me. Pleaseee,” you reminded him of his own pleasure.

Pushing you over, Jungkook got onto his knees and grabbed your hips again, raising them to match up with his pelvis. You made sure to arch your back when he started thrusting into you again, hard and fast, solely focused on his own pleasure. The overstimulation was getting to you a little bit, but you wanted Jungkook to come so badly, and the way his cock was twitching within your walls, you knew it would happen soon.

“Fucking shit y/n,” Jungkook groaned. You had become incredibly tight after your orgasm and were purposely clenching against him as well. It was almost too hard to move inside of you, but the tightness only added to his pleasure.

“Fill me with your cum Kookie …please… I need it,” you panted out in between his pistoning into you.

“Yesss… I’m gonna fucking fill this tight little cunt up.”

“Please,” you whimpered out.

Jungkook felt a tingly sensation in his stomach and his balls started tightening. All it took was for one final clench of your walls against his cock, and then he froze, shooting his load into you while you continued to rock your hips back against him.

“Fuccccckkkkkkkk,” he sang out, grabbing your hips to hold you in place when the feeling became too intense for him to handle.

When he let go of your hips and pulled out of you, he watched as you flopped down onto the bed and his cum spilled out of you. Flipping you over onto your back, he pulled you into a loving embrace and topped it off with a sweet kiss before going into the bathroom to get a rag and coming back to wipe the both of you off. As you were getting up, you saw him putting his shorts back on and automatically felt a pang of sadness hit you.

“Are you going back to finish your game?” you asked with a defeated sigh.

He looked at you and gave you his signature ‘bunny smile’ before shaking his head and walking over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“No,” he kissed your nose. “I am yours for the rest of the day, I promise.”

You smiled so big your cheeks hurt. “Thank you Jungkook.”

“Of course sweetheart. But the next time you throw your towel at me and walk away naked-”

“You won’t be as nice. Yes, I know,” you playfully rolled your eyes and pulled him down for a kiss,

“Good. Now, let’s enjoy the rest of this quarantine together, and I’ll log off of the game until it’s over.”

And that declaration sounded like music to your ears. Yay for a living dildo!!!

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rudolphsboyfriend · 4 years ago

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COVID RESOURCES MASTERPOST

I know we all just want a break from the COVID content and after making this post I'm going to log off the internet and just calm down for a bit. If all this negativity is getting to you PLEASE prioritise your mental health, block the covid tag, take care of your mind and your body , and know that there is still so much positivity in the world, and that we WILL get better someday. In that case, please do not keep reading

I made a google doc compiling a lot of the links and resources I could find on Tumblr and various WhatsApp groups. I tried to keep it as organised as I could, but sorry if it's still a lil confusing.

I'll be updating this in time, so if y'all have additional links or resources, pls reblog with the links or add the link in the comments so I can add them to the doc.

if you reblog pls add the #covid or #covid tw tags

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resinatingbeauty · 4 years ago

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I’ve had a lot of requests from various people at different times who are just learning how to use resin to create with and wanted some tips and tricks. I have wanted to make this post for a while, but I wanted to acquire more experience myself before giving others help. This first post is just going to go over some really basic tips and tricks and subsequent posts (if they’re found helpful) will elaborate. This is for all of you who are like me and get the least amount of benefit from watching Youtube tutorials these days because EVERYONE has one, and half the time they’re drawn out for ad revenue so an hour long video will only contain 20 mins worth of information with the kicker being you can’t even fast forward through what you know or rewind through ads to get back to where you need to be. So, for those of you who hate that like me, this text post is for you.

If you’re just starting, choosing which resin you want to purchase is intimidating. Craft stores like Michael’s and Hobby Lobby rarely offer more than one or two brands, typically over priced due to the fact that they’re labeled “art resins”.

Epoxy resin is by far the easiest to start with for beginners. It is the most forgiving, has the most consistent results, most brands use the same 1:1 ratio and the overall technique is the same. I am not affiliated with these brands/companies in any way other than I have used their products and have written reviews for several on Amazon.

Start with small packages (4oz-8oz kits / 8oz & 16oz hardener + resin). A quick Amazon search for epoxy resin will give you many results. This is one of those cases where you really don’t get what you pay for- boat, tabletop, etc. epoxy will yield the same results at more reasonable prices per fluid ounce than art resins. I recommend going with brands like FanAut, Puduo, Let’s Resin, Craft Daddy, etc. which often offer kits with gloves, craft sticks / stir sticks, measuring cups, and even additives at reasonable prices. All these items are things you’ll need to start off, so any extras are appreciated. I recommend Puduo, as it is relatively inexpensive compared to similar brands, yields consistent , crystal clear results, and has a somewhat faster curing time than other epoxy resins for the price. If none of these brands ring your bell, here are the qualifiers for a “good” epoxy resin:

Self Degassing- This is pretty much the standard expectation of epoxy resin and one of the reasons it is considered forgiving for beginners. When resin and hardener are combined, gases are trapped and form air bubbles which have a tendency to multiply as you stir your mixture and the combination heats up. But it shouldn’t be taken for granted that all epoxy resin does this, so try to look for “self degassing” in the item description / label.

Self Leveling vs. Doming : Doming resin is great for the magnified look on pendants and other flat projects, but self leveling resin is where you should be starting as doming requires the build up of surface tension to achieve. While “doming “ resin may achieve this easier than others without this feature, it is pretty irrelevant if you don’t know to dome resin in the first place.

Art Resin vs Other Epoxy: Art resins make claims of being ideal or a better choice for arts & crafts, but the reality is that you can achieve the same effects from table top or boat resins such as Mas- are just as capable of casting, coating, doming etc. as art resins especially if you’re looking to take on a larger project you will pay less and get more with these brands than smaller quantities of art resins. Make sure they are crystal clear, hard type, self degassing, and self leveling. Keep in mind that cure time relates to the size of your project and the ambient temperature of the environment, so don’t waste money on products that charge more for touting faster curing time.

What about 2 part epoxy in syringes? (Ice Resin, Gorilla Glue) Personally, these pre prepared epoxy resins are more complicated than they look. You can’t save combined resin and hardener, so once you mix the two or pop the seals to both you have to use the lot of it in one shot. Ice Resin in particular is quite expensive and doesn’t offer the clear, glossy results I expected it to when I used it, so I would avoid these if you are just starting out.

Additives & Extras- Don’t waste a lot of money at the start funding your would be creations until you have at least seen one entire project through from start to finish. I made the mistake of investing in silicone molds, glitters, additives like rhinestones, craft papers, transparency films etc before I really found my niche and what I was really using epoxy for the most. There are some great deals for 100+ piece silicone mold kits that include gloves, stir sticks, silicone measuring cups, and the like available cheaply for those looking to make smaller things like jewelry, keychains, figurines etc. the one I have just linked to even includes the epoxy for under $20. These kits are offered by Amazon and even Etsy and are a great place to start as they provide you with everything you would need to create at least one full project. They are also a great activity to do with your kids (ages 10+ would probably be ideal) as you can add pretty much anything that isn’t silicone, wax, unsealed paper, alcohol, or water based into resin, which opens up a world of possibilities!

Tips & Tricks That Will Save You $

If you’re itching for purchasing pigments to add color to your resin projects, try purchasing or reusing some old or cheap mineral eye shadows. Not sure if your eye shadow is mineral based? I’m willing to bet it is, though some colors may not look the same when mixed in resin as they do on the pallets, they will color it nonetheless, just pick a small amount up on a popsicle stick or toothpick and stir it into a small batch of resin to see how it turns out. Dollar Tree eye shadows will work just as well as expensive pigments, so consider this before investing in expensive mica pigment sets!

While silicone molds are probably the easiest and are reusable, you can also use plastic molds, carve your resin block with carpentry tools or by hand-or even make your own molds! There are simple recipes utilizing dish soap and corn starch out there, or you can use silicone or even hot glue! Flexible silicone molds won’t require a mold release, but plastic and other molds will or you may end up cutting your project out. You don’t have to purchase a mold release product for this, either- olive or vegetable oil spray on a paper towel will suffice, just remember to let your mold sit for a few hours to demoisturize.

Can’t find gloves because of COVID19 hype? Finger cots are even better than gloves as they allow for more dexterity even when they get sticky, are cheaper, and readily available in bulk online!

Pretty much anything compatible with homemade “slime” can be mixed into or embedded in resin, so there is that. However, be careful how much glitter, pigment, etc you add as you can throw off the chemical balance that allows your project to cure properly. Refer to the directions included with your specific resin kit as most will tell you what ratios must be maintained for proper curing.

Everyone that works with resin knows the arch nemesis that is the bubbles. There are times where it seems like, no matter what you do, your perfect clear cast of a dandelion goes to shit because of some stray air bubbles. There are a few tricks to avoid this from the start:

Use a separate cup to measure resin and hardener. Pour the combined mixture into a fourth cup after the first 3-4 mins of stirring (half time) scraping the sides and bottom. This helps what was on the bottom get integrated into what was mixed on top. Always make sure to pour resin first when mixing and mix slowly, scraping the sides and bottom, for the time listed on your instructions. You want your mixture to be almost water consistency, clear, fluid, with little viscosity, and no streaks visible. Allow it to sit for a few minutes to natural degas and get rid of the bubbles.

Use a torch or grill lighter to pop surface bubbles. You can also do each one individually (as the grill lighter suggestion may not always be a good idea- be careful using this on large projects and molds that may ignite) with a tooth pick. Using a blow dryer or heat gun will also help bubbles rise to the surface to be popped.

Make sure that you keep contact with the bottom of your mixing cup with your stir stick-try not to lift it too much as this can introduce air into the mixture (“whipping the resin”) this can also occur if you are stirring too quickly. If you notice a lot of bubbles, let your mixture sit for a few minutes and resume stirring at a slower pace.

Make sure you start your project at a temperature of 74 degrees +, if your bottles are cold to touch, place them in a plastic bag and let them sit in hot water to warm up. You can also roll them (slowly) on a counter top.

You know, if all else fails you could always make ocean or nautical themed projects :)

That’s all for now- let me know if this helped you or someone you know working with resin or experimenting. Feel free to comment with any questions you would like answered in my next post! I also recommend the Resin Obssesion blog- they have a lot of useful information and tutorials with photos that were really helpful for me starting out!

Xo Samantha

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kenni-woodard · 4 years ago

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Here I go by Kendyll (Kenni, for short). It’s admittedly a pseudonym, for safety reasons. I’m here to connect with people and hopefully make a few friends. Hence, any positive interactions are welcome.

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I’m 35 and I’m a black autistic non-binary person who doesn’t really use pronouns (please do not refer to me 😆). If you have to use them when referring to me, I really don't care which ones you use. They/them, he/her, she/him, she/her, he/him...I had other combos but my brain went to sleep. I genuinely don't care what you use for me as long as it's not derogatory.

Let me know if there’s anything you want me to tag. Current “blacklist” (as I think the kids are calling it these days 👵🏽 when I say blacklist, I mean list of tags that I use to warn y’all about stuff) includes: cw numerology, cw occult, tw anxiety, tw compulsion, tw christianity, tw abuse, tw death, cw covid, cw seizure, cw creepiness, tw creepy, cw death, cw covid19, cw covid mention, cw omegaverse, cw a/b/o, tw character in peril, tw ableism, tw guns, tw chains, tw suicide mention, tw suicide, tw suicidal ideation.

I try not to have any nsfw content on my blog, but I’m an adult and it’s possible (if not probable) that there will be such content that ends up on my blog. For this reason I strongly suggest that if you’re not 18+ you avoid my blog. I don’t really feel comfortable interacting with anyone under 18, and honestly I find myself longing for connections with people who are my age or older. I will of course be friendly and encouraging towards anyone of any age who reaches out to me, though. If my friendliness makes you uncomfortable in any way (which I would hope it doesn’t, my intention is never to harm anyone ;_;) please let me know and I’ll leave you alone / back off.

Interests: Criminal Minds characters (I live vicariously through most iterations of moreid), Shemar Moore and his work, Matthew Gray Gubler and his work, art, anime (Kamisama Kiss, Fruits Basket, others that were around before Tumblr discourse ripped them to shreds and thus that I guiltily enjoy in private for the sake of nostalgia while certainly being aware of the problematic nature of the work), music on vinyl, YA novels (including but absolutely not limited to Twilight, anything by Rainbow Rowell, and Ship It!), writing (though I’ve been so out of practice with it I can’t get much of anything out, let alone share any of it), true crime (more for the legal and mystery aspects portrayed in film / video / tv), video games (The Elder Scrolls franchise, the Fallout franchise, Animal Crossing, Spyro, Crash Bandicoot, Okami) and about a million other things I don’t have the time or space to go into.

I’m a metacognate with a BA in Sociology and a Master’s in Information & Library Science. I would be a forever student if I could, but student loans have already taken me out.

I struggle with Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder (MDD), Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder (or MDD with premenstrual worsening), and Insomnia. I am currently working through trauma related to growing up with emotional neglect, being rejected by my family at some level for being gender non-conforming in many ways, and a few abusive relationships. I mention all of this because I need constant reassurance, so any positive interactions (likes, comments, messages, asks, etc) would really be greatly appreciated.

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yandere-daydreams · 5 years ago

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BSD Fyodor or Dazai letting his captive darling outside after being stuck isolated and indoors? This request is in no way related to the month and counting I've been stuck at home due to covid19, not at all.

It’s been weeks since I’ve seen the sun and the last human contact I had was when my gloved hand brushed against that of an absent-minded cashier. Dazai might be preferable, at this point. Just for the sake of a change of scenery.

TW: Kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, and Mentions of Mental/Physical Abuse.

Dazai wasn’t a generous man.

You’d been with him long enough to know that. He wasn’t kind, and as far as you could tell, he didn’t try to be. Throughout your captivity, he’d proven himself to be cruel, apathetic, sociopathic, uncaring for everything and anything you had to say unless it had to do with how grateful you were for him or what a loving kidnapper he was. The punishments were constant, the rewards were nonexistent, and you’d been forced to shove the idea of escaping out of your mind. Surviving was enough, when Dazai didn’t seem to care whether you lived or died.

With this in mind, your apprehension was understandable, when he dropped a pile of street-clothes on your bed and told you to get dressed. You’d refused, at first, crossed your arms and reaffirmed that he’d break your ankles the moment you started towards the door, but Dazai promised something much worse if you didn’t cooperate. That’d been enough to convince you.

Even now, you couldn’t really bring yourself to trust it. You were already outside, the sky just beginning to darken and Dazai’s flat half a block away, but you didn’t feel like you’d ever left at all. Sure, you could feel the sea-breeze and see other people - real, tangible people - but… you couldn’t, at the same time. Dazai had an iron-clad hold on your wrist, but you doubted he needed to be so cautious, especially when you were pressed to his side, never daring to stray more than a step away. Yokohama wasn’t a big city, but it was a crowded one. If you talked to someone, would they help you? If you screamed, would they intervene? Or, was this a test? Could this be a test? You didn’t know how far Dazai’s connections stretched, honestly. He couldn’t pay off a street’s worth of people… well, not unless he--

“You’re thinking too much,” He said, pulling you out of your thoughts. He hadn’t said a word since you left his apartment, and while you weren’t opposed to the silence, his mocking tone came as a relief. It meant this was normal, that he was normal. You could deal with this, as long as he was going to act as superior as he always did. “It’s not a good look you, honestly. Not when you have better things to pay attention to.” He paused, taking a moment to pout. “Am I not entertaining to you anymore, love?”

You didn’t waste time. Unlike him, you didn’t have the luxury of being on the blunt-side of his carving knife. “I don’t trust you,” You mumbled, eyeing the pavement wearily. “I know you’re planning something. You’re always planning something. I’m not going to fall for it, this time.”

He held a hand to his heart, mocking offense with an over-exaggerated sigh. Playful and patronizing in just the right balance as to best get on your nerves. It was an art Dazai had perfected, with more time and practice than he deserved. “I’m just trying to do something nice, and what do you do? Accuse me, attack me. I was starting to think you liked me, too.” He shook his head, his grip loosening, fingers instead intertwining themselves with yours. You weren’t sure if you should be relieved he was no longer cutting off your circulation, or sickened by the display of unearned affection. “Just walk with me, (Y/n). If you’re good, I’ll be able to let you out all the time. You would like to get out of that cramped room of yours more often, wouldn’t you?”

“Not if it means I have to spend more time with you.” The venom in your voice was half-hearted, diluted by time and use, but Dazai smiled regardless, determined to find amusement in whatever meager responses you gave. You glanced to your sides once more, taking in the many brightly-lit shops and assorted bystanders for the first time. You never realized how narrow the streets were, or how small your body actually was. No one was looking at you, but it seemed like they were all glancing in your direction, glaring every now and then. You tugged at Dazai’s hand nervously, eager to do something. He only laughed. “Osamu, where are we--”

“Dazai.”

He stopped, and so did you, your lips parting slightly as you saw him go tense. Something heavy and knotted settled inside of your throat, keeping you quiet as you scanned over the redhead that’d come to a stop in front of him. You recognized the man vaguely, his suit bringing back dim, fuzzy memories from before your ankle was permanently chained to a wall, but failed to put a name to his face. You didn’t have to wonder for long, though. Dazai was quick to clear it up. “Chuuya,” He greeted, his voice suddenly monotone. Unfriendly, but not unwelcoming. “Shouldn’t you be on your way home? I thought preteens still had curfews, these days.”

‘Chuuya’ grimaced, but his response came quickly. “And I thought perverts were supposed to keep their hands to themselves.” With that, his attention shifted to you, dark eyes falling until they met yours. You stiffened, reflexively, shifting so you were half-hidden behind Dazai, but that did little to protect you from his prying gaze. It was like he was looking for something, searching for it. Suddenly, you were glad Dazai chose such a conservative outfit, despite the stifling heat, one that covered the bruises. You didn’t want to give him anything else to look at. “He’s not holding you hostage, is he? I wouldn’t be surprised, the bastard’s hit his head a few too many times for everything to still be working up there.”

You hesitated, expecting Dazai to answer before you had the chance to. But, he only grinned, letting you go completely and resting a hand on your shoulder, pushing you forward gently, encouraging you to speak. That’s all you had to do, really, speak. A simple, flat ‘he is’ would’ve gotten your point across, and even if Chuuya couldn’t do anything, there were other people around, dozens of them. Dazai wouldn’t be able to get away, not if a large group took notice. Certainly not if you put up a fight.

But, as soon as you opened your mouth, it was like something in your chest cracked. It was an overwhelming, paralyzing fear, one that flooded through veins and made it impossible to do so much as breathe when you knew Chuuya was watching. You might as well’ve been in your bedroom again, curled into a ball and shoved in a corner, crying and bleeding as Dazai yelled about something possessive and jealous and crazy. You were vulnerable, and you were weak, and you were so, so scared.

So, you didn’t say anything. You let out a pitiful, broken sob, shut your eyes as tightly as you could, and buried your head in Dazai’s coat, only relaxing when you felt his fingers entangle themselves in your hair. You didn’t feel safe, you couldn’t feel safe with someone like him, but…

Fuck, it felt better than the alternative.

If Dazai shared in your dependence, you couldn’t tell. He chuckled as you clung to his waist, determined to dig your nails into him and never let go. “It’s been a long day,” Dazai explained, Chuuya grumbling something incoherent. It didn’t matter, not really.

You had a feeling Dazai’s words were more for his pride than anything.

“It’s really a miracle my sweetheart could ever manage without me.”

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