#neither of these sports exist in my country

[bebyebeeh]

figure skater regulus x hockey player james

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black #marauders era #neither of these sports exist in my country #i just think theyre cute

[armouredgoblin]

In regards to my previous post about Fem Custodes

I have a few points to make If I made you mad. That's not my problem. I still hold the opinion that they should not be a thing due to 30+ years of lore stating that they have always been men. I have heard a few arguments.

"Its always been political"

Well yes but actually no. Internally it has its own set of politics depending on which faction you look at. You can have politics that are separate to the real world. A good example of that outside of the Warhammer Universe is Helldivers.

Helldivers developers Arrowhead decided that they would not put anything that would represent the real world beyond the fact that humans exist. They rejected putting things such as rainbow capes and country based capes because it would take away from the actual internal lore and would cause division in the community.

The people that want these things tend forced into the media/lore to be the people who wont actually play it because they never wanted it in the first place.

"Its just a small change what's the harm?"

Its a step. One small step towards creating female space marines. If you can make custodes gene seeds work in woman; then you can make the space marine ones work in them too because who cares any more?.

Its an active attempt at slowly moving the Warhammer universe and turning it into the grey sludge that only appeals to the "Modern Audience" filled with the political messages that only goes one way.

I wanted to enjoy the lore as an experience separate to my own existence. I want to use this as an escape of this work but I am seeing it slowly being infiltrated and ruining the immersion.

"There isn't enough representation in Warhammer40k"

Who the fuck wants to be represented in the universe that is basically one constant war. Were the standard imperial guardsmen (of which contain both genders) eat what is called "corpse starch".

To be fair in the spotlight there is mostly the Space Marines which is an all male team of genetically altered super humans (the Custodes are further up that chain and are seen as even more powerful than the average Space Marine). Space Marines are barely recognisable as humans due to the effect of the gene seed.

However if people actually looked they would find there is plenty of representation within Warhammer40k. There are many factions outside of the Space Marines that have both female and males on the frontlines of this eternal war.

Factions: Eldar (Male and Female) Dark Eldar (Male and female) Imperial Guardsmen (As mentioned before) Sisters of Battle (All female) Sisters of Silence (All female) Not sure about them: Tau: I know they take from many species and I am not so sure what they have on the male and female ratio.

Errm: Tyranids: Alien bug species, fuck knows what they have. Chaos: They will defiantly have both, Slannesh will torture fuck you all.

Speaking of Slannesh While often referred as male, he actually can be both and neither.

"GW can do what they wish with their IP"

Yes. There is not much to argue with there. They could even pull a Disney Star Wars and state that everything from the next codex is now the true canon and everything before it no longer exists. In my opinion this would be stupid.

"Warhammer40k is for everyone"

Is it tho? You seem to be ready to throw out many people who don't immediately agree with you.

No media in any form is for everyone. People have a preference and can not like things.

Using myself as an example. I don't like sports games. Therefore I don't play them as it's not for me. I am not demanding sports games change the entire premise and add things to attract me to the game.

In short if you don't like it, don't force yourself into it. If you are interested. Experience it before making decisions. and especially before you decide that you can change the entire hobby to fit you.

Make your own thing.

Chances are there will be an audience however small or large it may be.

For those of you on the frontlines of the Gatekeeping Hold the line.

#politics #warhammer 40k #adeptus custodes #female custodes #media #invasive species #gatekeepers

[respectthepetty]

But man, what about us ugly lesbians??!!! Thailand is giving us only beauty queen GLs!!! 😭☠️🤣

I'm unsure what I wrote to elicit this ask in my inbox, but . . .

*grabs your face with both of my hands and looks you in your eyes*

There are no ugly lesbians.

*squeezes your checks gently before I softly tug on your ear*

I've met a lot of lesbians and not one of them has been ugly because they simply

don't

exist.

I'm not writing this because I'm a slut either. Contrary to popular belief, even us sluts have standards. Like I can't fuck with lesbians who are transphobic because they're disgusting.

But general aesthetics? An UGLY-looking lesbian? Impossible. Different strokes for different folks, and each lesbian is beautiful to the people who will love them.

So although Thailand is giving y'all beauty queens, it's been reported that Engfa and Charlotte are a real-life couple.

Is it fanservice? Did they really get married in another country? I don't speak Thai, so I don't know, but Engfa has been very open about being bisexual, and when the bisexual delegation met in June, she was on our roster. [images from @i-got-the-feels]

Although I completely understand what you are saying, 1) I always support the girls, the gays, and the goths, so since Show Me Love is offering me two of those, I'm excited it's available free on YouTube now so more people can experience it, and 2) ugly lesbians don't exist, so you probably have a lot more in common with beauty queens than you think.

Also, if you are bothered by Thailand's GL offerings, you should try some other countries, like the disability-inclusive Filipino series Sleep with Me.

But be warned, the lesbians are gorgeous there as well only furthering my main claim that ugly lesbians don't exist.

Or watch the upcoming sports-themed Filipino series Rookie.

Perhaps the TikTok/YouTube Vietnamese GL Omai series will make you happy.

Or the supernatural Japanese series My Fairy Ghost will tickle your fancy.

And Japan also has the food-based She Loves to Cook, and She Loves to Eat if that is more your flavor.

Maybe even try the bar-focused Korean GL She Makes My Heart Flutter.

No matter what you pick, there is a GL out there for you because much like real-life lesbians, you will find the beauty in one that connects with you.

Because ugly GLs just don't exist.

And neither do ugly lesbians.

#show me love the series #sleep with me series #omai series #rookie the series #she makes my heart flutter #she loves to cook and she loves to eat #my fairy ghost #you'll find the beauty in one

[faintingheroine]

Wuthering Heights is a book with ambiguous points but when something in it is ambiguous, it has a neon sign pointing to it saying “ambiguous” -> Like with Heathcliff’s ethnicity, how he got rich, whether he killed Hindley, or the presence of ghosts. Each of these points have Nelly and Lockwood actively wondering about them. None of these ambiguities are subtle:

“And now that we’ve done washing, and combing, and sulking—tell me whether you don’t think yourself rather handsome? I’ll tell you, I do. You’re fit for a prince in disguise. Who knows but your father was Emperor of China, and your mother an Indian queen, each of them able to buy up, with one week’s income, Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange together? And you were kidnapped by wicked sailors and brought to England. Were I in your place, I would frame high notions of my birth; and the thoughts of what I was should give me courage and dignity to support the oppressions of a little farmer!’”

(Chapter 7)

“Draw your knitting out of your pocket—that will do—now continue the history of Mr. Heathcliff, from where you left off, to the present day. Did he finish his education on the Continent, and come back a gentleman? or did he get a sizar’s place at college, or escape to America, and earn honours by drawing blood from his foster-country? or make a fortune more promptly on the English highways?’

‘He may have done a little in all these vocations, Mr. Lockwood; but I couldn’t give my word for any. I stated before that I didn’t know how he gained his money; neither am I aware of the means he took to raise his mind from the savage ignorance into which it was sunk”.

(Chapter 10)

“I could not hinder myself from pondering on the question ‘Had he had fair play?’ Whatever I did, that idea would bother me: it was so tiresomely pertinacious that I resolved on requesting leave to go to Wuthering Heights, and assist in the last duties to the dead” (…)

“When I reached the Heights, I explained that I had come to see everything carried on decently; and Joseph, who appeared in sufficient distress, expressed satisfaction at my presence. Mr. Heathcliff said he did not perceive that I was wanted; but I might stay and order the arrangements for the funeral, if I chose.

‘Correctly,’ he remarked, ‘that fool’s body should he buried at the cross-roads, without ceremony of any kind. I happened to leave him ten minutes yesterday afternoon, and in that interval he fastened the two doors of the house against me, and he has spent the night in drinking himself to death deliberately! We broke in this morning, for we heard him sporting like a horse; and there he was, laid over the settle: flaying and scalping would not have wakened him. I sent for Kenneth, and he came; but not till the beast had changed into carrion: he was both dead and cold, and stark; and so you’ll allow it was useless making more stir about him!’

The old servant confirmed this statement, but muttered:

‘I’d rayther he’d goan hisseln for t’ doctor! I sud ha’ taen tent o’ t’ maister better nor him—and he warn’t deead when I left, naught o’ t’ soart!’”

(Chapter 17)

“‘Is he a ghoul or a vampire?’ I mused. I had read of such hideous incarnate demons. And then I set myself to reflect how I had tended him in infancy, and watched him grow to youth, and followed him almost through his whole course; and what absurd nonsense it was to yield to that sense of horror. ‘But where did he come from, the little dark thing, harboured by a good man to his bane?’ muttered Superstition, as I dozed into unconsciousness. And I began, half dreaming, to weary myself with imagining some fit parentage for him; and, repeating my waking meditations, I tracked his existence over again, with grim variations; at last, picturing his death and funeral: of which, all I can remember is, being exceedingly vexed at having the task of dictating an inscription for his monument, and consulting the sexton about it; and, as he had no surname, and we could not tell his age, we were obliged to content ourselves with the single word, ‘Heathcliff’. That came true: we were. If you enter the kirkyard, you’ll read, on his headstone, only that, and the date of his death.”

(Chapter 34)

Nelly wonders about Heathcliff’s ethnicity and even his supernatural status, but she never questions Mr. Earnshaw’s motives for adopting him. The book doesn’t actively try to make us question Mr. Earnshaw’s motives.

Of course it can be said that:

1) Nelly the character was fond of Mr. Earnshaw and knew that Catherine and Heathcliff were in love so she never asked the question or suppressed it. A Watsonian explanation, if you will.

2) Heathcliff being Mr. Earnshaw’s biological son would mean incest which is a far more taboo thing than Heathcliff being Indian, Heathcliff getting a sizar’s place at a college, Heathcliff killing Hindley, Heathcliff being a vampire or Catherine’s ghost being real. Emily Brontë couldn’t explicitly write sibling incest in her Victorian novel.

3) The book is purposefully obfuscating the question by never asking it.

But I really don’t think so. I don’t think that Wuthering Heights is the sort of book that is trying to obfuscate anything, it predates detective novels as we know them. There are of course books with twists contemporaneous with Wuthering Heights (her sister’s book Jane Eyre has a famous twist) but I don’t think it is Wuthering Heights’s style to bury a secret this deep into the novel. When it has an ambiguous point it spells it out.

Now, I definitely agree that Wuthering Heights uses the tropes of Gothic incest and references it, but I don’t think there is enough data in the text to seriously suspect Heathcliff literally being Mr. Earnshaw’s biological son.

#wuthering heights #heathcliff #nelly dean #the bastard child theory

[izumi-07]

PUPPET - 1

Yandere!Stepbro Sakusa x Yandere!Brothers Best-friend Atsumu x brown coded Y/n

TW! : emotional manipulation, power dynamics, obsession, dark themes, emotional abuse, isolation, degradation, intimidation.

Sometimes it’s better to be silent in the face of adversity, when no ones in your corner it’s hard to stand against storms without being pushed down easily my stepbrother was that storm. Sakusa Kiyoomi the prodigal son, first in everything he pursued it was like he was praised for merely existing, and I would love to say it’s an exaggeration, but it wasn’t people fawned over him like it was a competition to earn his favour the few minutes of his notice was like it’s own reward to most. Kiyoomi was bashful in front of the people that mattered in terms of opinion and who could be useful to him, always a front with the humble golden boy exterior, too shy to string his appreciation together and oh did people eat it up, he was cruel too in a strange, unsettling way when it came to the people he loathed, I was one of those people. At least I assumed I was.

Kiyoomi's father was the old money wealth, people always dream of becoming but this was the sort of thing your born into and when you marry these sorts of men you just know that leaving them isn’t an option anymore be it your own greed or self-importance it didn’t matter what made you stay only that leaving was stupidity, the new diamond shackles they sung songs around your head where so strong that it was a matter of a year to a few months since he managed to swoon my mother into his arms, he had that same look his son had completely hungry when he watched her, slowly he became obsessed with my mother they married when I was just old enough to understand he would be taking us away from our home, we would then leave for Japan for good, new culture a fresh start in his domain of control, they started out as online friends and then he coincidentally happened to be the same philanthropist investing in my mother’s old companies new technology he then just so happened to be staying in our country for a while longer then usual, he knew too much; all her tells and favourite things she was dancing happily into his arms in record time.

I was young and had survived a horribly isolated and desolate childhood of course I had been happy enough to see my mother laugh more than she ever had when we had been in that house with my father and his family who had dominated every second of her life prior to divorce who always had something terrible to say about both of us I needed this promise of peace even if it wasn’t real. Maybe that’s why I was so weary around Kiyoomi before the emotional abuse and minor attempts of physical harm started, he reminded me of my father, cruel and precise he did everything meticulously and every time he did it, he’d get away with it and I’d be left to endure the reality. Mom used to believe everything I said she was my defender, protector and had fought so long and hard to keep us safe for so long I had to understand that kind of endurance took its toll on her and she slipped into the web of lies Kiyoomi trapped everyone else in, over time she grew to love him more than me and I didn’t even feel like faulting her for any of it anymore of course I was angry I was so angry for so long but I knew how Sakusa men worked I had a feeling my step-father was about as worse as his manipulative son both of them lorded over the household neither had any tolerance for my opinions. 

Volleyball was a common topic at home, he was one of Japan’s rising stars after all why wouldn’t it be spoken about? and because no sport or activity I ever did could compare Kiyoomi liked to 'playfully mock' how lazy and stupid I was. I never laughed at the things he said the way my mother and step-father did he knew I was aware of his insults too and I guess that irritated him even more he could never get me to break. He’s four years older than me so during high school all I’d ever hear were things related to Kiyoomi, it made sense he was the ace of his team for any high-schooler any in with the popular crowd was a good chance to widen connections why would they pass up the opportunity to approach any siblings of said popular kid and Ace to get in his good books? If only they knew it didn’t matter how hard they sucked up, Kiyoomi had a select group of friends, and he was anything but kind to outsiders poking around where they didn’t belong.

High-school is where I met the only person I could ever trust he was probably the only person I ever felt safe enough to relax around, Katsuki Mitsunari sleep deprived Mitsu who had met me in the clinic when Kiyoomi’s girl friends of his little inner circle took a joke too far and I’d gotten hurt enough to cry trying to fight off the pain, Mitsu who patched up my knee and offered me his energy drinks and went straight back to sleeping in one of the cots bundled up like a cat. He knew about Kiyoomi and was blunt about the situation he warned me that it would only get worse the more I stuck it out and that if he were me, he’d find a way to leave for good and quickly. Eighth grade had been so long ago and I’d called him silly saying it wouldn’t be this way forever that Kiyoomi was just having a hard time accepting the new changes, it’s only now at eighteen on my final year in high school did I realize nothing was going to change the more I endured the more hurt I was going to get and by the way Kiyoomi has been behaving I knew something terrible was going to come from waiting this long to finally leave.

"Did you apply for college yet imouto?", I lift my head up from the plate of food I’d been mindlessly pushing around while the conversation carried around me, I hadn’t expected to actually participate today in whatever was being spoken about, Kiyoomi was home after all why would anyone even ask me anything? "y/n your Oniisan's asking you a question are you purposely ignoring him?", I gave my mother a look of confusion that got an eye roll in return to which Kiyoomi and my step- father laughed lightly at her words, “Obaasan you shouldn’t be so hard on her, y/n’s always been a bit slower than most", more laughter I resumed eating quietly and could almost feel his stare on me the entire time, “Well I just hope she manages to get into your college Omi, she’s been so set on the others when ideally she could save herself so much trouble if she just moved to were you were studying", of course that’s what my parents were hoping for it would give Kiyoomi more control over me if I studied in Tokyo with him, the thought of being isolated and dependent on Kiyoomi was terrifying, “We’ll just have to pray you get in the right imouto?", I nodded like I always did I didn’t want to meet his face didn’t need him to see the disdain in my eyes that I could never hide.

The next day I had expected to come home to an empty house, when Kiyoomi was home he never was present during the day when my parents were at work which I was grateful for what I didn’t expect was to hear voices and see people I didn’t know crowding around the living room there was the smell of food from the kitchen that made my stomach growl as I’d left early to not have to have breakfast and ruin my morning. "Oi Omi-Omi! There’s a chick at the door I think you forgot to ditch from Kuroo-sans party and she followed you home!", the cackling blond was familiar to me seeing an identical black haired twin walk out of the kitchen with Kiyoomi refreshed my memory of the Miya twins, they hadn’t gone to my high school but once when Kiyoomi had forced me to attend one of his games I’d been awe struck at the raw athleticism performed by the duo brothers on the opposing side.

“That’s my step-sister idiot like I’d ever be stupid enough to give some random whore my parents’ home address", when I was younger I’d been intimidated and easily frightened by the way Kiyoomi spoke when my parents backs were turned it was like the threat of violence without any direction, now I don’t even bother being surprised by anything he says, “Your home late, what are you waiting for standing there like a house plant come say hello", it’s a demand not a suggestion his friends where probably on his college team or old friends from his glory days in high-school, all of them looked at me curiously and some grinned in a mocking sort of way like they knew exactly who I was.

"I actually seem to have forgotten I have extra classes today, I’ll be back in an hour or two so-", I hastily began slipping my shoes back on every second I wasted was another he’d find a way to make me stay, maybe humiliate me and there were strangers in this house men I didn’t know or wished to know. "Y/n come here", no I didn’t want too, the silence was deafening and I couldn’t pretend I hadn’t heard him, his heavy footsteps slap against the wooden floors as I count his steps to the erratic speed of my heart banging against my chest, “Are you ignoring me imouto?", my hand was gripping the door knob he was right beside me it was just a matter of who was faster and even if I did make it out the door he was a fuckin volleyball player I had no chance outrunning him, it was enough to make me cry I didn’t want to be here stuck with the worst person in my world. "I can hear your heart from here Y/n what’s the matter? Is something wrong did something happen Y/n? Are you scared?", his fingers began to shackle around my arm long slender digits grip harshly and pull me away from the door and into his chest blocking me from everyone else’s view.

"Take your shoes off and come inside if you run, I’ll just catch you and tell mom and dad what you did how you embarrassed them it’s honestly so annoying how you act like someone is going to fuckin kill you every time your around us, I just wanted to spend time with you is that so fuckin hard? Do I disgust you that much?", there had been times I wanted to make the stupid attempt to try and understand him, why did he insist on hurting me what did it gain him in the end? Some people didn’t need some life changing reason to behave the way they did some just did it and some were just born with that twisted intent to seek out something, somewhere, someone to take the anger out on what Kiyoomi had to be angry about just didn’t make any sense to me he’s perfect he’s loved he’s seen and yet I still, like an idiot heed his words slip off my shoes and make the embarrassing walk across the living room to the corridors leading to my room.

Spending time with Kiyoomi and his guests just meant being the in-house maid, I’d been washing the dishes since I was pulled away from my homework after an hour passed and I didn’t come out of my room and honestly it could have been worse he could have made me entertain his friends and that would have been even more embarrassing. This would have been an easy thing to do in order to avoid having to interact with him had I not had the unnerving feeling of the blond Miya twin currently watching me while his spoon scrapped the bottom of the bowl every few minutes. He’s been leaning against the back of the counter opposite me his height a little below Kiyoomi’s and yet still more than enough over my own, he was staring at me, and it was creepy like something slimy crawling up my shirt. "Yer in fifth year aren’t yer?", I nodded and plunged the dish into the soapy water on one side before rinsing it in the other, “Omi wasn’t kidding you’re an actual mute? Are you that dumb is that why you can’t talk? Yikes yer parents must be in debt trying to put you through school aye sweetheart?".

Heard it before, Kiyoomi’s friends sort of picked up the confidence to push me around like he did it made sense someone like Miya Atsumu wouldn’t have a problem pushing around someone his friend deemed as insignificant. He leaned in to my space taking me by surprise and dropping his empty bowl into the soapy dish water his face right in front of mine as his big hand took hold of my soapy one gripping the steel surface. "It’s okay though if yer kinda dumb with a face like yours bet you’d get by if yer gave up yer ass for a couple bucks", this had never occurred to me that even if Kiyoomi said hurtful things and pushed me around in general that I’d ever feel like I was in real danger if his friends decided to take it to the extreme would Kiyoomi even help me? "What’s going on?". He gives me one last long stare and licks his lips grinning and leaving my side hands in the pockets of his jeans as he walked away towards Kiyoomi who side eyed him I turned away as they exchanged a few words I couldn’t hear and I tried to finish up so I could head to my room I hadn’t eaten yet either and with people around especially Kiyoomi and his friends I doubt I’d be able to take anything that was left without getting bullied out of eating at all, I didn’t care what him and his shit friends would say it still bothered me despite there being no truth to it. "What were you talking about?", "School", he snorts and I feel a painful flick to the side of my head, “He must have done most the talking never shuts up that one but maybe you could learn something from him people like him because he’s got a good personality and he’s not a dead brained idiot who does everything’s he’s told", the smell of fruit scented air expels beside me in thick white visible waves enough for me to choke by the sweetness of the smell, he doesn’t use the pen when our parents are around but he always smokes it when he’s home sometimes he’ll force himself into my room and blow out enough air in my enclosed space for me to choke on it.

"Finish up and come join us I said I wanted to spend some time with you I meant it.....you know that right?", I nodded and he laughs again I resist the urge to gasp when he stands behind me pressing into me his hands come from beneath me and guide my own towards the hand wash, “When we were kids I’d help wash your hands just like this, you’d always smile while I helped and back then you were just learning how to speak Japanese your accent was so cute but do you know what word I loved hearing from you the most?", he squeezing drops of sticky pink washing soap into his hands before taking my own and gently threading his fingers through my own, I was crushed against the sink it’s too close, too much, “Oniisan you’d say it when you were upset, when you were happy whenever you saw me that’s what you’d call me and then you just decided to stop one day", he put pressure on my hands till I began to fidget and then he stopped going back to soaping bother our hands up, “You just woke up one day and decided to be an idiot you just stopped listening to me and I let it go on too long but that’s okay because soon you’ll go back to being that cute little imouto you just need to do well and then once you get accepted I’ll start taking care of you again away from all this nonsense that’s gotten into your head".

I don’t cry till he’s gone, and I feel like scrubbing skin raw......

#darkromance #smut #yandere #haikyuu!! #haikyuu smut #atsumu x reader #sakusa x reader #polyamory #dark themes

[rattusn0rvegicus]

Thanks for the tag @georgekirrin!

1. Are you named after anyone?

Kind of. Yes. It's an astronaut lol, not telling which one

2. When was the last time you cried?

Uhhhh idk, like a month-ish ago when I was really going through it I think 😭

3. Do you have kids?

fuck no 🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️

4. What sports do you play/have played?

I uh, briefly played soccer as a kid and was also into swimming and (regrettably) cross country running and mixed martial arts? Had to quit the latter bc of my hearing disability though, that's a long story 😅

These days I don't really do sports, I just go hiking and occasionally dabble in rock climbing. Used to weight lift but I've fallen out of it, RIP

5. Do you use sarcasm?

No /s

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Bro I have literally no fucking clue. Their hair maybe? Probably their hair.

7. What's your eye colour?

Brown as a bear. Mmm bears

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Neither. I want sad angsty movies where everyone dies at the end 😤

9. Any talents?

Uhhh I'm good enough at art that people will spend money on it, and I can cook pretty well! Both of these are less “talents” and more “I’ve studied and practiced and failed a lot” tho. I don't know if I entirely believe in talent.

10. Where were you born?

Good old Tennessee lmao

11. What are your hobbies?

Uhhh let's see. Drawing, painting, reading, writing, fursuit/costume making, DnD… you know, nerd shit. I sew here and there but god am I terrible at it. And I absolutely love to cook! There's also the aforementioned hiking and (rare) rock climbing/bouldering. If I had money I'd ski every winter but alas I am too broke, even for rentals 😂 I kinda wanna get back into climbing trees one day but tree saddles are so goddamn expensive.

Aaaand does listening to music and podcasts count as a hobby?

12. Do you have any pets?

I have two rats who are utterly apathetic to my existence, and I also live with my partner’s three bunnies lol

13. How tall are you?

5'6". I tower above all you tiny 5’5” and 5’4” people. What's it like down there? I can't hear you

14. Favourite subject in school?

Currently my favorite class is my Epidemiology class! But I also really liked Herpetology and Psychology when I first went to college, and in high school I liked English Composition and also Marine Biology 💚

15. Dream job?

There's not really One Single Thing I'd like to do for 40 hours a week, every week, for the rest of my life lmao.

BUT if I could have it my way, I'd do some work at an LGBT-focused peer respite house, and also some public health policy/outreach/research work regarding, basically, various peer-run mental health things. And maybe I'd be an adjunct professor and teach a class or two as well. And a part time occupational therapist. Lol.

Or, even less feasibly, fucking off to a gay farm commune for a while and then hitchhiking around the country/world depending on how much cash I've got. And/or working in Antarctica for a summer or two.

I'm going to tag @filmamir @astriiformes @virginia-werewolf and uhhhhh anyone else who wants to do this I guess 😅

#about me

[audriel]

Omegaverse Worldbuilding Headcanons

What if secondary genders/omegaverse exist in canon/modern world?

That’s pretty much the premise that I used for my TKA/QZGS omegaverse. In a way, things remain the same, and yet they aren’t. My first foray into omegaverse.

The majority of the world population is beta. There’s only a small percentage is alpha and omega, called non-beta. Naturally with the distribution of population there are some countries that have higher percentage of non-betas, while others have lower percentage. It’s suspected due to the rising number of betas, the number of alphas and omegas are declining.

Due to this, beta has become the standard in society of what’s considered as normal. Beta’s common characteristics are that they are less sensitive to pheromones and less controlled by their instincts since their role in the pack is to become the mediator.

With the decline of non-beta, so is the regard towards alphas and omegas. While they remain physically gifted based on their roles in the pack, with the lesser number, the less exceptional alphas and omegas were no different, even no better than exceptional betas. If anything it highlights what is now considered as non-betas’ weakness: their sensitivity to pheromones and their basic instincts–or most often than not, narrowed down to, and considered as the same: sexual urges.

Regardless, pheromone glands still exist. Not only do people still have a unique scent of their own, but also sensitivity towards scent even though it usually won’t affect daily life.

That’s why it’s common practice to wear scent blockers, either in the form of skin patches or air spray, as a form of courtesy.

Some countries take this to the extreme, by making it mandatory and even punishable by law. This practice, alongside its removal from educational curriculum, pack culture becomes something that is only passed on from people to people.

Meanwhile studies have shown that there is no harm in preserving, and even celebrating pack culture, because it’s believed that secondary gender is there to stay. Even if the world is dominated with betas, people in groups naturally take the roles of alpha, beta and omega. It’s a deeply ingrained instinct. It can be said that pheromones are just an aid to make the forming and bonding of a pack easier and stronger.

Countries who believe in this tend to be more open and treat their non-betas well even if there is written and/or unwritten rule in regards to having to act beta or normal in public.

Between alpha and omega, omegas tend to bear the worst of the discrimination. In general, alpha attitude/behavior tends to be accepted better, even if their lack of control during ruts is frowned upon. In comparison, omegas have no redeeming qualities. Rarely is it the other way around. The only constant is male omega treatment. They are considered neither men or omega, excluded among betas and non-betas alike, for not being men enough, for not being omega enough. Female alpha suffers similar treatment.

Team sports tend to become an unique exception to this, even when the country itself is strict regarding non-betas and pack culture, because many of the studies came from sports teams, whose performance differs significantly when the team is also a pack. Not few who dispute these studies, but other studies who attempt the same in various settings that require teamwork show similar results.

There are limited studies about non-betas in comparison, but overall packs are greatly recommended for non-betas for their overall health and safety, especially during ruts and heats.

One person can have multiple packs, at the least has a blood pack, consisting of blood relatives. Packs can be permanent and temporary, differentiated only by the frequency of contact/scenting. Permanent packs tend to live close to each other, but not necessarily. Instead, they always carry an item or accessory that has the scent of the pack members. Packs can be officially formed or not officially formed, sometimes called unformed or unofficial, due to the lack of pack culture knowledge, however the members notably act like a pack.

A good and balanced pack generally consists of all the main secondary genders: alpha, beta and omega with alpha as the pack leader. If there’s no alpha, the pack leader can be beta or omega. Even if it’s incomplete, there will always be someone taking the role of alpha, beta or omega.

About ruts and heats. Ruts are specific for alphas, while heats are specific for omegas, both ultimately are specific time or cycle of which non-betas is best to reproduce, just presenting differently based on secondary gender. The cycles are different for each person, but on average, it’s every 2-3 months. There’s research that shows it used to be as regular as female betas’ cycle, unclear on what caused the change. However, it can be induced naturally and artificially. Natural induction happens in response to a compatible partner, regardless of secondary gender. It is also unclear what is defined as a compatible partner. Scientifically, there are signs of chemical match or complement. Psychologically (and romantically), it’s believed that there's an emotional aspect to it. Artificial induction happens due to outside influence, usually chemical based. It’s strongly not recommended. Only for emergency use. It’s very rare there’s no side effect. Ruts and heats are also the time when non-betas are the most vulnerable, both emotionally and physically. When non-betas propose to spend their estrus with their chosen partner, it’s the greatest display of trust.

About ruts’ and heats’ control. Most common method is using suppressant, oral or injection. It is applied close to or during the estrus cycle, so it’s very important for non-betas, especially in society that requires them to hide their gender, to keep track of their cycle and have suppressant close at hand. Once applied, they can resume normal activities. It’s not really recommended because it relies on drugs. Another common method is to spend it with a sexual partner. However, it requires them to take a day off or two, not to mention a trustworthy and reliable partner that can handle them and keep their secret. The safest and most healthy method, but also the least common, is to spend it with the pack, or at least their scent. It reduces the severity enough without relying on drugs and affecting daily lives.

About periods. Omegas have periods after heats, signaling the body’s failure to reproduce.

About reproduction. Alpha and omega coupling has the highest rate of success, followed by any pair that has one of them an omega or a beta woman, with alpha women the lowest of them all. Technically, male omega should have no problem in childbearing. However, in the world that accommodates more beta than non-betas, and in that male omegas are rare and unique in its reproductive systems, they have the highest risk in comparison to female betas and omegas. Childbearing age for male omegas are not recommended beyond 30 years old.

About bonding/marking. Bonding/marking among pack members is often called scenting to emphasize its platonic nature. It also doesn’t involve biting the glands, merely rubbing them together to leave their scent on each other. Otherwise the term is most often used by romantic partners. Regardless of gender and pairing, anyone can bond/mark their partner. However, permanent marking can only happen between alpha and omega and during rut or heat. For other pairings, they need to refresh the mark regularly. That’s why alpha and omega are what was and is considered the traditional pair, added with their roles within the pack. The rules and regulations during the time when non-betas are the majority are still in effect in many countries. Thus, if an alpha and an omega permanently bond or mark each other, they are considered as married. Otherwise it’s a matter of documentation. Now with more diverse coupling, what is considered marriage is no longer marking/bonding, but official documents from the government.

That’s it for now. Probably gonna add more later.

#omegaverse #alternate universe #au #secondary gender #alpha/beta/omega #quan zhi gao shou #the king's avatar #the moon in autumn #tmia #headcanons #worldbuilding #too much information? #lol

[qfzeeph]

Wanted to share my goofy ah crossover oc x canon ship today because why not!!

excuse the slightly older art I don't have the energy or time to draw at the moment Characters: Chere Altridge [OC], Byakuya Togami Ship Name: Chergami Going to keep this mainly to fluff! But there will be mentions of both SA and extremely mild spicy talk within, so tread with caution if need be. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

So I actually have one of those "Get to Know My Ship in 5 Minutes" things I made awhile back but never posted wehhhhhh- but before that I want to share some general stuff. I haven't posted too too much of my character's backstories and lore here just yet so I probably won't go too too deep into what I have planned for these two (I actually have a whole sheet for Chere but it hasn't been updated in awhile!) Lore Related Stuff: The continuity in which Chere and Byakuya are romantically involved is entirely an AU of both plotlines respectively. This AU also crosses over both my Final Fantasy continuity and Danganronpa (obviously.) In Chere's story, Byakuya takes the place of a different character that Chere develops a relationship with (to be fair - said character is based off of him as well and pretty much exists because I like the idea of Chere being able to heal through a relationship very very much! Being able to heal without a partner is all part of my other character Zephyr's plotline.) I write Byakuya in the non-despair setting, and having just recently graduated college. During his college years, he's become significantly more mellow behind closed doors, but has to keep the rich asshole mask on in public. He's getting ready to inherit the big family business, and he's under extreme pressure from his elderly father to start producing heirs. Most of the time, he's not interested in the women being placed in his bedroom by their parents hoping their daughter will get to bear a Togami child, and will either pay her to leave and not say a word. At first, he'd indulge his suitors (safely of course) but quickly learned he wasn't enjoying having one night stands with rich girls who just want to get laid and bear the child of someone with status. Byakuya isn't opposed to being in a relationship, he just wishes he could be in one with someone who isn't following him for his money and he wants a strong partner who can hold their own.

So, How Did These Two Even Meet!? Byakuya and his father attended a high end Chocobo Racing event in Chere's home country (Grimore.) Chocobo Racing is seen as an exotic sport to those who are outside of Grimore since the birds only have a population within the country boarders. Chere and Byakuya are around the same age, Chere has some sort of status due to her respect as a high ranking Chocobo Jockey (though far lower than anything the family would settle for.) His father sees this as an opportunity to try and introduce magic-bearing Grimorian genes into the Togami family, and with the help of some of the upper management of the event a "date" was planned between the two without either party knowing. The plan was to tell both of them that the other was interested in meeting and potentially hooking up. Chere wasn't on board, but decided she'd humor her suitor and refuse him as soon as she was bought to the bedroom. Byakuya had started preparing to pay another greed driven woman to stay out of his room. When the time came, neither party cooperated. Chere cursed him out for trying to court her, and Byakuya angrily declared he'd never settle for someone that low in society. They had a pretty viscous argument, but things came to a standstill when the two reached a mutual "Oh, you actually didn't want to be here either. We were tricked." Apologies were dished out (though Byakuya's wasn't very concrete, he's Byakuya after all. Man can't apologize to save his life but boy will he learn!) and the rest of the time spent together was fairly pleasant albeit awkward because of how they had just been fighting. They left on mutual terms, but didn't intend on hanging out anytime soon because of how terribly things had begun. Fate would have other plans, however, as Byakuya would continue running into Chere throughout the duration of the event. Between playing pool in the venue's game hall, jockey meet and greets, and corporate leisure events the jockeys had been invited to, they tended to gravitate toward one another just because it had been a familiar face. Through this, they learned more and more about one another, how the other felt about the world, and general, non trauma related talks of each other's backgrounds. By the time the event had ended, they had become good friends. Byakuya even bet on Chere in her headline race and won a huge sum of money after she won!

Well, When Did They Hook Up Then? Things really began to snowball after the event, when they had to split ways and were countries apart. They stayed in contact, both having very easy ways to see the other (Zephyr makes a pretty good taxi in pegasus form and Byakuya has his rich boy means of getting to Grimore.) They realize they miss the other person and have a hard time accepting their feelings towards one another. Byakuya, still clouded by his status and upbringing is mortified of the consequences of breaking the family tradition and having a partner rather than sleeping around. Chere's discomfort with her feelings is rooted in her abuse, she doesn't want to put faith in someone despite trusting them greatly because, at least in her mind, there's still a chance she could be hurt again. She decides to be strong and confess to him, which was against her better judgement, only to find out Byakuya had also fallen for her and was having the same amount of difficulty accepting his feelings.

What's Their Relationship Like? Very much a learning experience for both parties, but in the best possible way. Chere begins to grow comfortable around someone for the first time and learns that she can trust other people with her feelings. Byakuya learns how to care for someone other than himself and that he isn't bound by the path preset for him by his family. They have their tender moments where they learn what each other likes and dislikes, and have moments where they must put their familiarity aside to truly understand one another. Byakuya also gets to experience the hardships of falling for a magical girl and that her world is very, very different from his. Many people ask Byakuya how he ended up becoming the way he was, and many people ask Chere how she puts up with someone with that much status. Both always answer with "To love is to be changed." Over time, they learn they have far more in common than they thought and it just brings them closer. Later in life, they do end up marrying and having a child on their own terms. This pisses Byakuya's father off to no end, but that's a story for another day-

Alright, Just Post The Damn Chart! There's TONS of more lore I have for these two but as I mentioned a lot of it is based on Chere's lore which I haven't really posted about hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I've also started taking certain things (hint hint) from project raincode and working it into how their relationship functions... >:) But for now, here's this thing. I made it awhile ago when the post was going around but then forgot to post it whOOPS.

Hope ya enjoyed watching me yell about this!!! Maybe I'll post more sometime weheheheheh

#byakuya #togami #togamibyakuya #byakuya x oc #oc x canon #oc x canon writing #character writing #oc #original character #chere #chere altridge #cheregami #shipping #otp #my ship in 5 minutes #this is probably more than 5 minutes lmao

[pluckyredhead]

Ship Meme: Clois

who hogs the duvet

Lois, Clark doesn't need it.

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

Neither, both because they work one desk away from each other and because when they're not together Clark is pretty much always checking on Lois with his senses because she's pretty much always falling out of helicopters (she knows this and appreciates it).

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

Clark, they're always really sentimental or from outer space or both and Lois is like "I got you...this shirt." (And Clark is like "IT'S PLAID, MY FAVORITE COLOR 😍")

who gets up first in the morning

They are both early risers, Clark because he's powered by sunlight and grew up on a farm, and Lois because she only sleeps three hours a night and is powered by caffeine and spite.

who suggests new things in bed

Lois. Clark blushes A LOT when she does.

who cries at movies

Clark.

who gives unprompted massages

Clark, very carefully.

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

Clark, obviously.

who gets jealous easiest

Honestly, they're both pretty good about this? They trust each other fully and neither of them is particularly insecure, and Lois is also very used to sharing Clark with the world. She was more likely to get jealous over him before they were dating, when she wouldn't admit to herself that she liked him.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

Clark definitely listens to country, I leave it to you to decide whether or not this is embarrassing.

who collects something unusual

They both collect Pulitzers. :)

who takes the longest to get ready

Lois, but only by default because Clark has super speed - she's got a very streamlined routine.

who is the most tidy and organised

Clark.

who gets most excited about the holidays

CLARK, lol.

who is the big spoon/little spoon

Clark is the world's greatest big spoon, when will Superman cuddle me to sleep. ;_;

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

Lois by a country mile, though Clark has a stubbornly competitive streak he pretends doesn't exist.

who starts the most arguments

LOIS.

who suggests that they buy a pet

The one who grew up on a farm and has a dog from outer space.

what couple traditions they have

Falling out of helicopters.

what tv shows they watch together

Sitcoms where you can miss an episode here and there because you're on a stakeout or fighting a volcano and you can still follow the plot.

what other couple they hang out with

I know Tom King loves to show them hanging out with Bruce and Selina but this has always felt pretty...I don't know, pat? I feel like Barry and Iris would make more sense. Honestly I think they just hang out with Jimmy.

how they spend time together as a couple

They're pretty much together all the time, considering that they work together and live together. I think they actually have a hard time finding time together that isn't working/parenting/sleeping.

who made the first move

Lois.

who brings flowers home

Clark.

who is the best cook

Clark's a pretty good cook. Lois is great at ordering takeout.

#meme #clark kent #superman #lois lane

[theuniversalscat]

This man, is the self proclaimed, “shame bringer”. He doesn’t necessarily shame anyone he comes into contact with so much as he “brings the shame” to you.

One of his interpreters from Japan was quoted as saying, “You let me down…. [you are] a coward.” Another, resorted to driving a robot just to shoot him. Who is this man, and why did I bother wasting my free time watching his exploits?

Good question. I still have no clue what his background is, or who he is, but the best part is it doesn’t matter. This crazy loon (and I myself am one, so I can pick them out quite readily ) of a travel log host, has made me a part of his journey, and shares his many faux pas in a country that isn’t afraid to let you know when you aren’t fitting in properly, which lifts my spirits immensely.

I, too, had to “sumimasen” my way through Japan when I was lucky to go back in 2002, as Lucille Ball and I have much in common when interacting with the world, especially the unfamiliar. So, watching this guy do it brings extra joy to my heart to know that I’m not the only one.

Watching people, observing their reactions to their new experiences pleases me in a huge way. Because anything new that you try is just that, and you can’t be an expert at it when you haven’t done it before.

The label “shame”, is subjective. I’d like to think of this guy as a good sport; a person who was brave enough not only to try new things when he’s 60, but have it filmed for (sometimes) his very public humiliation, which we as his viewers, thoroughly enjoy.

In one episode this guy partook in a “penis parade”. (Come to think of it, he also clothes shopped at a store called, “sperm” and he became a professional playing with balls… of snow…) There he helped to hold up a very huge black or pink penis, and proudly chanted the word, “Asa” over and over again very loudly for all to hear, to celebrate. Was that shameful or brave of him? Or both? Or neither? It’s up to you, the viewer, to decide.

I have decided not to hold the label of shame discussing this man’s penis obsession, or in general, in my daily life. (I have also decided never to partake in a penis parade, but quietly and secretly watch in the privacy of my own home and scream with laughter and slightly judge but try not to about it…) But rather, I will lift my head high in my ignorance until I can try something enough to be well versed at it. I will not “sumimasen” to anyone, but instead say, “asa” to the attempt! (By the by, if you don’t know what “Asa” means in Japanese, neither did I so I had to look it up… It does not mean James May.)

In conclusion, even though this very shameful or brave man, your choice, felt the need to apologize every 12 seconds to every Japanese person he saw for his indiscretions and mere existence, I think it was worth it. And it’s all on Amazon prime for your perusal. See for yourself. And if you don’t like it, no “sumimasen” to you. Just “Asa”. 👍👏🤣

Appendices: the humongous penis that James was holding during the parade was black. (See below for a direct quote)

Here he is in Italy, and contrary to one (not so kind) woman in Japan, he is far from a cabbage roll.

#life blogging #travel #traveling #foreigner #british guys #british comedy #british man #travel log #holy asa he’s hilarious #james may #bim #funny content #funnystories #too funny #funny #funnytumblr #penis envy #amazon prime

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

Okay, the tenth anniversary episode of The Last Leg was truly sweet. Alex Brooker talking about how that show gave him his first opportunity to talk publicly and openly about his disability, to work with other people like him, and made him more comfortable with it. Normally when he starts talking that way it’s to make fun of the way people think disabled people just existing in public is inspirational, and rightly so because society is rife with that incredibly patronizing attitude. But every once in a while they’ll talk about actually being inspired by the disability positivity and representation, and it’s a reminder that this is actually a big deal. In this case, Alex managed to get through several genuinely nice points in a row before undercutting it with a joke about Josh’s status as a disability-adjacent comedian. But it was a half-hearted undercutting, like “I know I have to make some joke here so I don’t just let that wave of sincerity hang in the room, but I’m only going to do a little joke so some of the sincerity can remain.”

They joke about the Paralympic legacy, and they’re right to do so because there’s so much bullshit that needs undercutting, but it is actually fucking cool. Ten years ago Channel 4 tried something no one has done, as far as I know pretty much anywhere, which is to give the Paralympics coverage on par with the Olympics. And I think it has changed the game. It’s probably changed the whole landscape of disability sport over time, as disabled people could see sports that they did or that they could do get mainstream attention, and would be more likely to join them or stick with them to higher levels. If they caused a rise in that starting ten years ago, that creates a snowball effect, where across ten years, more disabled athletes starting or getting serious about sports leads to more athletes achieving great things, which inspires more to start. And it means more disabled athletes who stick with it enough to become disabled coaches, disabled commentators, people who create and maintain more infrastructure for disability sports. You end up with ripple effects that of course can’t all be attributed to one comedy show, but I think The Last Leg was one of the catalysts. And as The Last Leg became much more than just Paralympic coverage, it had a hand increasing disabled representation in more than just sports.

I realize I’m not in a position to say how the game has changed for disabled people in Britain, given that I’m neither physically disabled nor British (and, you know, representation is just one tiny piece of the game and especially these days many of those disabled people are more worried about things like benefit cuts), but I’m not the one coming up with the idea. I’m just watching what’s happening there and believing people like Jonnie Peacock when they talk about how different things are than they were ten years ago. Great Britain’s very successful results at the Tokyo Paralympics bear out the idea that they are doing something much better than most countries to foster disability sport there. I can name multiple British celebrities with a range of physical disabilities, and I can’t say the same about disabled Canadian or American celebrities, even though I live in Canada and my media, like most people’s, is saturated with American content. The Last Leg obviously isn’t the sole reason for any of those things, but I do think it’s helped.

I realized recently that I don’t struggle at all to understand Rosie Jones anymore. I was never completely unable to understand her, but I used to have to work at it. I had tricks like looking at her lips when she spoke, speeding up the video if that’s an option, and just listening extra hard. But now I don’t have to do any of that. I thought at first that maybe, in recent years, she’s gotten better at speaking in a way that’s easier for most people to understand. To check that, I went back and listened to some earlier stuff she’s done, and I was able to understand her just as easily there. So it’s not that she’s changed, it’s that I’ve changed. I’ve heard her talk enough so I’ve gotten used to it. Rosie Jones’ career taking off may lead to a whole lot of people who hear her talk often enough that they get better at understanding the speech of people with cerebral palsy, and that will lead to people with cerebral palsy being slightly more likely to run into people who can understand them without asking them to repeat words all the time. That’s a fantastic thing.

I already had some practice with understanding slow or slurred speech because I spent several years working as a PSW for clients with a bunch of different disabilities, and a few had cerebral palsy and spoke like Rosie. I tried hard to catch every word they said and I got better at understanding them over time, but I wish I’d been watching shows with Rosie Jones back when I worked there. Hearing her talk continuously, while I’m at home and can focus on understanding instead of being at work and running from one job to the next, is what it took for me to get used to how it sounds and start understanding it really easily. I think I’d have been a better PSW if I’d practised back then by watching Rosie Jones.

I also realized I’ve gotten used to Alex, and I feel a bit guilty that that ever took getting used to for me. When I was a PSW, my clients had various levels of mobility but they were all in wheelchairs, so I got used to being around people whose disabilities are immediately visible. But I’ve realized that getting used to seeing them at work does not necessarily translate to getting used to it in other contexts. Before I watched The Last Leg, when I saw Alex Brooker on other panel shows, my attention was immediately drawn to his hands. When he joined Josh on that one Catsdown episode, my first thought was to wonder how he’d play the game that required holding a pen. I like to think that in real life I don’t go around staring at disabled people like they’re a novelty, but the truth is that when I saw Alex on TV I did immediately think of him as the guy with those hands.

Now, I don’t think twice about it. When he has to hold something on The Last Leg and he makes a joke about how it’s not fair that they make the disabled guy do that, it takes me a minute to even remember what he’s talking about, because it’s been made quite clear that he’s capable of holding and manipulating objects. And even when they bring in people who have disabilities that do stop them from doing those things unassisted, I don’t find myself immediately thinking much about that. They integrate whatever accommodations those people need – devices, support person, just having them do some things differently or not at all – into the show, and that seems natural. It’s not that I don’t notice it happening at all, it’s just that now that I’ve seen this with so many disabled people on The Last Leg, it’s just one little aspect of what those people are doing, instead of the focus of my attention.

Alex Brooker talked about how this show makes him less self-conscious about his disability, and as much as I’d love to say he should never be self-conscious, I know that sometimes people are distracted by his hands, because I was at first. But I’m not distracted by his hands anymore, now that I’ve watched all 600,000 episodes of this show. I imagine it’s had the same effect on a lot of other people, and that is good for Alex Brooker and for a lot of other people who have visible disabilities and would like to go through life without those always being the main thing people pay attention to.

I sort of feel bad now about how when I started The Last Leg I made a joke about how Alex Brooker could do Taskmaster without accommodation, because that joke was based on me seeing his hands and assuming it would be a surprise for him to be able to do that. I now realize he absolutely could do Taskmaster without accommodation, and the only reason Alex isn’t my first choice for what Last Leg host should try to equal Josh’s record of being a two-time Taskmaster champion is that I’ve gotten to know more about Adam Hills, and he’s the one with the competitive personality that makes him perfect for that show. He’d spend the entire time reminding us that Jonnie Peacock did not attend the studio portion of the New Year’s Treat special so technically he’s the first disabled person to do all of Taskmaster, and it would be fantastic.

In the last few weeks I’ve gotten into finding videos of old comedy shows at festivals – I’ve been posting a few things on here from the Late ‘n Live Edinburgh show, but I’ve been watching a bunch of things like that, from Edinburgh and Melbourne and a few other places. Those Mark Watson marathon gigs. The very very few tiny clips I’ve scraped together of that Honourable Men of Art thing, though to my annoyance that show seems to have drawn a crowd of people who are decent and polite enough to not record it while they’re there. One thing I’ve noticed is that Adam Hills is fucking everywhere (not actually at that Men of Art thing, I just mentioned that one to complain about how there’s no video of it, but he’s everywhere else). It’s a reminder of how much longer he’s been doing this than Josh or Alex, and how many different people he’d performed with across different years and different generations of comedians, before The Last Leg even started.

Adam has talked before about how Alex Brooker is the first person he’s ever worked with to also have a disability like his, and how nice it was to have that in common with someone. I always thought that was cool, but I see what he means a little more now that I’ve gotten a better idea of how much he did before that. And I don’t think Adam Hills was miserable for all those years of only working with only able-bodied comedians – he always looks like he’s having enormous fun out there. But after all that time getting used to being the only one, I can see why he considered it so special to not be that anymore.

Adam spent all that time as the one disabled guy on other people’s comedy shows, and in 2012, he got to host a mainstream TV show where being disabled is integrated into the show itself. Once he was in there, he opened things up for everyone else. Brought in disabled comedians as writers and as people who appear on the show. Gave coverage and platforms to disabled athletes even when the Paralympics aren’t on. Not that Adam Hills did every bit of that personally, but The Last Leg did it, and it’s clearly important to Adam that this is part of it. Because of that, other disabled comedians can come up in that industry and be slightly less in a position of the only one. Alex Brooker spent far fewer years of his career as the only one than Adam Hills did.

Anyway, those are some thoughts I have after watching the ten-year anniversary episode of The Last Leg. People being on TV more leads to people like them being seen as normal, and that’s a good thing. Before I end this post, I would like to give credit to the funniest moment of the episode, because it did get a laugh but I thought it deserved a bigger one:

Adam Hills: Voting [in the leadership election] ended today at 5 PM for Tory members.

Josh Widdicome: Shit. [looks around like he’s supposed to be somewhere else]

[bebyebeeh]

figure skater regulus x hockey player james

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black #marauders era #neither of these sports exist in my country #i just think theyre cute

[hunterwritings]

get to know me!

this is a lil thing I originally wanted to do for 900 followers but now it's also apart of my 1k special! I am doing more for my 1k special, don't worry guys! This is just a small thing I wanted to do for fun :)

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What is my fondest childhood memory?

What is my favorite comfort food?

What’s my favorite way to exercise?

Am I a morning person or a night owl?

If I could have any superpower, what would it be?

Do I prefer cooking, baking, or neither?

Am I an introvert or an extrovert?

What superhero do I find most relatable?

What is my favorite season of the year — and what do I love most about it?

Do I believe in the existence of angels?

What are my favorite TV series?

What was the last movie I watched (or the last movie I enjoyed)?

Am I a tidy person or a messy one?

Am I afraid of the dark?

Am I more of a coffee person or a tea person?

What talents do I possess that I’m proud of?

Do (or did) I like school?

Did I go to the prom?

What is my idea of a perfect date?

Do I enjoy DIY or crafts?

Do I forgive others easily?

Do I have a nickname — or did I ever have one?

Do I have any phobias?

Have I ever met one of my heroes? If yes, who was it, and how did it go?

Do I speak any other languages?

Have I ever traveled outside my native country?

If money were no object, what would I want for my next birthday?

Have I ever been addicted to something?

When I was a kid, what did I want to be when I grew up?

Have I ever won something?

Have I ever narrowly escaped death (or serious injury)?

Do I prefer baths or showers?

How am I feeling right now?

Have I ever played any sports?

Do I prefer the beach or the mountains?

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Do I have any piercings or tattoos? Would I like to get any?

Do I have kids?

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What do I do on a typical Friday night?

If I could go anywhere in the world with unlimited funds, where would I go?

What do I do to relax?

What do I do to wake up or boost my energy levels?

Would I rather have unlimited energy or unlimited money?

Am I a collector of anything? If yes, how big is my collection?

What sort of gift would I want from my significant other on Valentine’s Day or on my birthday?

Which would I rather avoid — excess heat or extreme cold?

Would movie genre would I rather watch: action, romance, fantasy, or horror?

Have I ever been on a diet? If yes, how did it go?

If I could live anywhere for a month with whomever I choose, where would that be?

Have I ever gone camping? Or do you look at a tent and think, “I feel like that’s the wonton wrapper, and I’m the filling.”

What’s the last song I listened to?

What’s my current obsession, and how much have I spent on it?

What’s a favorite book of mine?

What should I be doing right now?

What’s my best feature?

What’s the most expensive article of clothing (or shoes) that I own?

What is one thing I could not live without?

What’s one thing I can’t leave the house without (other than keys and my wallet)?

What’s one of my pet peeves?

What wild animal would I love to have for a pet (as long as it didn’t eat anyone)?

What’s my favorite drink?

What’s my spirit animal, and do I own anything featuring that animal?

What’s my favorite restaurant, and what’s my favorite splurge order?

What’s my favorite movie — or the best one I’ve seen in the last three years?

What’s a favorite hobby of mine?

What’s my favorite go-to snack?

What are my must-haves for watching a movie in a theater?

What’s my favorite kind of competition to watch (sports, cooking, etc.)?

Would I rather get an electric shock or get an intramuscular shot (tetanus, etc.)?

What’s my dream car?

What are the must-haves in the home of my dreams?

What’s my favorite sandwich?

What’s my favorite kind of dinner? (comfort food, four-course, take-out Chinese…)

If I could change my eye and hair color, what color/s would I choose?

Who is my favorite fictional character (or one of them)?

What’s my longest relationship so far (other than family)?

What is my star sign — or do I usually avoid that question?

What is my lucky number, or what is a favorite number of mine?

What city do I live in now, and what’s my favorite thing about it?

What state do I live in now, and what do I love about it?

If I had to move to a different state, where would I rather go?

Have I ever colored my hair? If yes, what’s my favorite hair color experiment so far?

Whom do I miss right now?

Have I ever made a mistake that someone else refused to forgive me for?

Do I have a celebrity crush? If yes, who is it?

If I could meet any celebrity for coffee/tea and a chat, who would it be?

As desserts go, would I rather have ice cream or cheesecake?

Would I rather live in a house or an apartment, and why?

Would I rather live in a treehouse, a cave, or a submarine?

What is one big goal that I want to accomplish this year?

What do I want to do for a living?

When I feel sick, where do I usually feel it first or most noticeably?

What sort of smartphone do I use, and what made me choose it?

What’s one movie that I’ve watched repeatedly? What do I love about it?

What is one food that I refuse to eat?

What exotic food would I be willing to try?

What is one item on my bucket list, and what made me choose it?

If I could afford one, would I rather hire a chef, a personal assistant, or a housekeeper?

If I could master one highly-valued skill in one day, what would I choose?

Would I rather be able to manipulate the weather or the stock market?

Would I rather own a house, or would I rather rent and retain the freedom to move wherever my work takes me?

If I drink alcohol, do I prefer beer, wine, or spirits?

If I could do anything today (including something on my bucket list or someone else’s), what would I do?

#— hunterwritings #hunter speaks #milestone #1k followers #get to know me #ask game #tag game

[thesusbunny]

Ok, so,

Here I am, being a wrestling fan in a foreign country where the only option I have is WWE Network, no channel here features neither WWE or AEW and the monthly wage here for a full time job is around $245 so I can't afford any cable or american streamings. I would love AEW having a streaming service like WWE Network. Due to the exchange rate from USD to this place's currency one t-shirt I bought to support a wrestler I like was worth a 1/4 of my monthly paycheck.

Sucks to be a wrestling fan here. Actually, sucks to exist in this country overall.

Also doesn't help that Vince ruined his own company, ruining as well the talents there. I would love to see Ruby Soho, Claudio Castagnoli, Miro, Adam Cole, etc being successfull in AEW but I'm kinda stuck here. I literally don't have a way of watching AEW besides youtube clips, match summaries from sports newspapers and gifs here lol.

Don't get me wrong, I love WWE as you can't imagine, the talents there are amazing but I would love the product to stop being ruined by it's own owners.

Also it doesn't help that only requesting THE INTERVIEW to apply for the documents to try to leave this country, takes more than two years. I'm not kidding. More than two years to request the interview that most likely will result in a denied result (also everything costs money).

#personal rant #i'm sorry #I know this isn't anyone's business but mine #But needed to vent #It's frustrating that the place I was born at ruins my life so much #I cannot enjoy anything without my social condition messing with it and making everything harder #I hate it here #wwe #aew #wrestling #wwe network #Wrestling fan #Basically being born here ruins everything and this was like the cherry on top #I kinda exploded

[cryptometaphor]

The actual future of the economy locally and internationally looks bright once crypto becomes normalized. That is the first thing I want to get out of the way and highly encourage others to learn about it. The reason governments are suspicious of it isn't because of the rug-pulls. They never gave a shit about your rights and neither did you. You get screwed every day in the workplace and at home. The real reason governments and elites in general are so hesitant to accept crypto is the impact it will have is too large once normalized. It would be bigger than pre vs post -industrial society.

First of all, pricing as you know it is gone. A loaf of bread costing 0.05 Bitcoin or 10 Pepecoin isn't very shocking, but what is is the very next day that same loaf could cost 0.5 Bitcoin vs 4 Pepecoin. This is madness and noone can prepare for it. Speculative markets become an actual sport in the future. The world loses its collective mind and you have three primary politics to consider.

Haphazardly centralizing your markets banning all shitcoins and sticking to tried and true ones. This seems most plausible as we can just turn shitcoins into scapegoats. Calling them market terrorists trying to circumvent the delicate balance.

Centralizing even further with state crypto. Third world countries might definitely try this.

Impotent market caps trying to control price variance and establishing some sort of UBI to ease people into the idea that at all times you're going to need about three different kinds of coin in three different wallets.

Regardless, society as you think of it today just would not exist. Taxation would be impossible to enforce, fiat currency would be completely obsolete, rare metals would be even more of a meme than now. The government and big banks aren't ready for it, let alone your gooning ass. Although I have heard JP Morgan and Black Rock are trying to get their hands on Bitcoin. Which depending on the way the wind blows, either means Bitcoin will stay the golden calf of crypto, or disappear into obscurity as who the hell wants to let JP Morgan and Black Rock continue to be as influential as they are? Certainly not me. Fuck JP Morgan especially.

As soon as you can buy milk and gas using crypto and I mean commonly and with the ease of a credit card swipe, this will be your future. I don't know if that's five or ten years from now but I can tell you it's less than twenty. So it's about the amount of time my fiance took to become my fiance lol.

#crypto #bitcoin #jpmorgan #the future

[daviddshiki]

The Adventures of David Dashiki-Story of an African American Hero- Year of the Black Man - 2024

I grew up with other Black and white boys. I was never whipped by any, but made them all respect the strength in my arms. I got my education from many sources ---through private tutors, two public schools, two grammar or high schools and two colleges. My teachers were men and women of varied experiences and abilities; four of them were eminent preachers. They studied me and I studied them. With some I became friendly in after years, others and I drifted apart, because as a young boy, they wanted to whip me and I simply refused to be whipped. I was not made to be whipped. It annoys me to be defeated; hence to me, to be once defeated is to find cause for an everlasting struggle to reach the top...Marcus Garvey

April 15th, 2024 is the 77th anniversary of the entrance into major league baseball by Jackie Robinson. So impactful was his struggle and how he overcame it, were reasons enough for the entire league to honor him every year on this date. When Jackie was selected to be the one, the anointed. by Branch Rickey, the general manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers, a pact was made that Jackie would not fight back his first year to all of the insults, the physical attacks, the racism he would subjected to. White fans were angry that he would be allowed to play in what they considered America's sport. Jackie was not considered worthy of that honor because he was Black. Jackie, unselfishly agreed to the agreement made with Branch. It was the second of the many problems and dilemmas he would have to face. Jackie had to take all of this abuse while competing to help his team win the pennant and the world series of baseball. Jackie never quit. Pitchers threw at his head, Opponents roughed him up on the base paths and even spiked him. He was called the n .....word on more than a few occasions. In certain ball parks, the fields were locked so that the team could not play. Jackie was married and had the responsibility of caring for his wife. Still, he persevered without complaint. I, Daddy Dashiki, feel his pain and anxiety to this day. I am reminded of what Marcus Garvey said that some teachers wanted to whip him as a boy. He would not stand for that. He said that he was not made to be whipped. Neither was Jackie. he endured those insults for the world to bear witness... What was inside Marcus, that spirit of never wanting to be defeated, was in the soul of Jackie. He took the mental and physical blows. That inspiration and motivation to meet every challenge with the sense of victory and never internalize defeat is also in every one of us. It is in our D N A. The stolen Africans forced into slavery possessed it in unfathomable abundance. Other nations would have perished in the ships. Never forget that. We are survivors. We look terror in the face and laugh. We are here for a purpose. We are not here to act as slaves. We are not here to be less than the kings and queens from whom we have descended. We must fear not and recharge our intellectual and energizer batteries. America wants us to surrender. This country knows what is inside of us. If it did not, it would never try so zealously and eagerly to extinguish our flame. As Garvey said, " We once defeated we must find cause for an everlasting struggle to reach the top...OUR CHILDREN...OUR FUTURE- No greater cause exists than the fight for equality than they

May I pause for a minute to list some of the idiotic things we have had to endure in America. We have a democratic system of government and Black people lived through these stupid attempts to eliminate our full participation in it. Stupid Stuff that America did: segregated movie theaters, buses, water fountains, schools, restaurants, fast food diners, bars, hospitals, toilets, parks and telephone booths. Black people have expressed the fact that they have felt discriminated against in interactions with the police, applying for a job, being paid equally or seeking a promotion, trying to buy a house or rent a car, going to a doctor or clinic. These are not identified criminals or persons being hunted down by the police for a crime committed. These are citizens of the United States targeted and maltreated because of the color of their skin). During these times and practices of harassment, America has sacrificed its position as the most scholarly, humane, productive, creative and dynamic country in the world. Greatness will never happen, flourish or develop, in a country engaged in an undeclared war with half of its citizenry...The losses are immeasurable because even America does not know the contributions which might have been made had Black Americans had not America, during its imbecilic, short-sighted and senseless era engaged in the killing, murders, lynchings and abuses of so many). Then, there are the daily losses via the unfair and unequal system of education, sub-standard and inadequate housing and malnutrition. They all add up. Fight On My Brothers in spite of the struggle. You are the blood and flesh of the ancestors. We are not here to serve out any death sentence. We are here to win.

#education #politics #culture #quotes