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IM NORMAL ABOUT THIS OKAY? OK.
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It is crazy to me how many cis dudes are like “My S/O got pregnant and got an abortion without my input/permission and this is a worse portrayal than being cheated on and I am absolutely justified in treating her like garbage after I impregnated her without her permission.” especially when the S/O is just a casual girlfriend and/or has bluntly told him they don’t want kids. I am of the firm belief you do not get to decide what someone does with your sperm after you deposit it in their body, you cannot force them to keep a pregnancy or to abort a pregnancy and having the intent to do so makes you a fucking supervillain. You can inform them you’ll be there financially and would like to coparent if they’re open to it OR you can tell them you have no intention of being a father and will not be in the child’s life but you do not get to control the decision.
The fact your girl did not tell you she was pregnant and had an abortion means she thought you were both clear on not wanting a kid at this time OR she knew you would be a massive fucking asshole about the whole thing. These guys treat it like a personal insult and a wound that someone they’ve been casually fucking for 4 months does not want to go through 9 months of pregnancy and have their baby.
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Our youth and family nonprofit theatre is doing the musical Annie with a cast and crew of about 100, mostly children. Yesterday we had a two-show day with limited time for kids to rest and eat in between.
A parent offered to set up catering to be delivered for anyone who didn’t want to or couldn’t leave the site, and asked that anybody who was interested contribute a small amount to the cost. A few parents started asking if they could pay for other families who might not be able to contribute, and put in extra.
The whole cast was fed. There was food left over. Very few families left to get food or brought food from home because there was an abundance. Kids got seconds. Kids got seconds of dessert.
It’s been said a million times, but people balk at the idea of socialism and taxation and “paying for freeloaders” because we’re devoid of community and isolated. Nobody feared “paying for freeloaders” because those freeloaders aren’t faceless, they’re kids who go on playdates with your own children, or families who offered your child a ride when your car broke down. If we could think about other people as members of our community instead of faceless, we would be more generous and sharing almost instantly.
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I think one of my favourite moments in all of critical role was at the end of c2 when they all, starting with Ashley, Travis, and Laura, slowly counted and they realised that they finally, organically, had nine people. That here at the end of it all, they were the Mighty Nein.
It made me cry then and I guarantee it’ll make me cry at the end of the show too.
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Trent Ikithon is a Bad Researcher
No no, I think I am going to talk about it because it pisses me off personally
I’m a research technician and let me tell you the whole “research” scene in tm9a killed me. (Not because I think it was bad writing or done poorly. I think it absolutely served the narrative purpose of characterizing Trent, Essek, Astrid, and Eadwulf as well as giving us more plot information about the Beacon)
But like…Essek was right. You just killed a guy for nothing!! You’re not taking any notes! You have two perfectly capable research assistants right there and no one is writing anything down! Instead, they’re just clean up crew and subject transport. There are no qualitative notes being taken and no quantitative data being measured either! Do you have any demographic information for your subject? Would the relationship between a subject and a divine source influence the outcome of the experiment? Are you controlling for the way that you kill them? Does killing them with a magical weapon vs a non-magical weapon have an effect? Are you taking into account exhaustion from the researcher opening the beacon? Are you just trying to replicate the first experiment or are you going to change something to actually experiment instead of doing the DEFINITION OF INSANITY?! Are you even making sure that any of this is replicable? Where are your control trials? Or are you comparing what’s happening here to previous consecuted deaths? (Which I doubt there’s any actual research on)
“I am going to create an experiment that is so unethical” Yeah, to do so, you would have had to CREATE AN EXPERIMENT IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!
Anyways, the funniest interpretation of this scene is that Essek was only horrified by Trent’s lack of well structured research protocols.
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The strange relationship Wei Wuxian has with Mo Xuanyu absolutely kills me. Wakes up in a confusing place and the very first thing he does is go through every scrap of paper he can find and learn the story of the man who gave up his body for him. Puts everything on pause so he can mentally curse out the people who did this to him. The instant sympathy. It's about the human connection and the grief felt for the very person whose death is the very reason he has a second chance. Never forget that the reason Wei Wuxian snapped back to Jin Ling was because he felt he had to defend Mo Xuanyu's honor. It's never an angst Wei Wuxian feels, but instead a reaching across to the afterlife he just came from and saying "I see you. If no one else in your shitty life ever spoke up for you, then I will." The series doesn't spend too much time lingering on it because we have places to go and people to see, but the fact that before he did any of that, the first thing Wei Wuxian wanted to do was wash their face and simply acknowledge the life of a man who died too young.
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When I criticize jk Rowling do not assume I always hated Harry Potter. I knitted hogwarts house scarves. I got my first binder to dress as Draco Malfoy for Halloween. I reread the books multiple times. I read probably every pottermore article there was at the time.
I’m not here to validate your smug feelings about not liking a children’s book series 20 years ago. I’m here to discourage others from spending money on it and to give myself and others words and space to work through some feelings. I’m a trans person that made Harry Potter one of my cornerstone interests. One of my favorite things. I’m not some cis person doing cope.
Harry Potter was a big thing. Like. Big in a way that’s difficult to fully understand. It still is. If you were caught up in it during your formative years it’s normal to need to process all of the horrid things now associated with it.
Having to burn down the house you grew up in is going to be hard even if it turns out that the house was always rotten from the inside out. Even if it turns out that the foundation was made of straw. But the destruction and deconstruction must happen if one hopes to move on and move forward. That’s why I talk about it at all.
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Maybe I'm weird but if I stumble upon fanfic that isn't my taste or that I don't like, I literally just move on and don't say anything because someone else might like it and it costs me nothing to not be a jerk on the internet.
I feel like this will never not be applicable. Its costs nothing to not be an asshole. Don't like it move on ty.
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Polysnowcrow loves mc cockwarming them
Who said that 👀
"I-I just wanna-" Lithe fingers grip your waist before you can move an inch.
"Stay still." Zayne murmurs, flipping the page of his book. You whine, twisting to look at him. Of course, he looks incredible. He's sitting against the headboard, book just brushing against your back. His sweats are just barely tugged down to free his cock, which is buried inside you.
It probably hadn't been a good idea to beg for his attention while he was reading.
The click of the door makes your head turn back forward. Sylus appears in the doorway, eyes meeting yours and then drifting downwards. The grin that appears on his face sends a shiver down your spine.
"Well, this is certainly a sight." He remarks, walking over to the side of the bed. You squirm when he reaches you, already seeing the tent in his pants. He grasps your face, two fingers tracing your lips before slowly sliding into your mouth. You choke just a little, but don't complain. His smirk just barely widens as he pulls away and begins to unbuckle his belt.
"Bend down for me, kitten." He murmurs as he frees his length. Zayne shifts a little, making it easier for you to move down enough to be level with Sylus's cock. His hand slips from your crown to the back of your neck as he slowly pushes into your awaiting mouth. He groans quietly, grip tightening as you take all of him. You're about to start moving when he holds you in place.
Oh.
You'd complain if you could. You're sure Zayne had foreseen this, had known Sylus would come home to see the two of you and want in on the fun. Oh, you're totally going to sneak carrots in his lunch tomorrow. But right now, you're completely at their mercy. You could only hope one of them gets impatient soon and puts you out of your misery.
"So...what are you reading?"
Yeah, you're fucked.
