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Members of the Bakery, Confectionery, Tobacco Workers and Grain Millers International Union (BCTGM) who work at Kellogg’s ready to eat cereal plants in Battle Creek, Mich., Lancaster, Pa., Omaha, Neb. and Memphis, Tenn. have voted to accept the recommended collective bargaining agreement. Approval of the contract ends the BCTGM’s strike against Kellogg’s, which began on October 5, 2021.
In commenting on the ratification, BCTGM International President Anthony Shelton stated, “Our striking members at Kellogg’s ready-to-eat cereal production facilities courageously stood their ground and sacrificed so much in order to achieve a fair contract. This agreement makes gains and does not include any concessions,” Shelton notes.
Highlights of the new five-year collective bargaining agreement:
• No take aways; No concessions
• No permanent two-tier system
• A clear path to regular full-time employment
• Plant closing moratorium: No plant shut downs through October 2026
• A significant increase in the pension multiplier
• Maintenance of cost of living raises
“Our entire Union commends and thanks Kellogg’s members. From picket line to picket line, Kellogg’s union members stood strong and undeterred in this fight, inspiring generations of workers across the globe, who were energized by their tremendous show of bravery as they stood up to fight and never once backed down.
“The BCTGM is grateful to AFL-CIO President Liz Shuler for mobilizing the AFL-CIO and its affiliates in support of our striking Kellogg’s members. Once again, President Shuler has provided highly effective leadership in support of the BCTGM and our members.
“The BCTGM is grateful, as well, for the outpouring of fraternal support we received from across the labor movement for our striking members at Kellogg’s. Solidarity was critical to this great workers’ victory.”
Dec. 7 for Gilbert and Belle then, pls. Thank you! ^^
Happy Birthday to Gilbert! This is also my first time writing for him. I still know very little about him, hope I did him justice. Thank you for requesting and I hope you like it, happy holidays!
Special tag for @gilbertvonobsidian. His works were a great source of inspiration for this story as well as a reference. Definitely do check moons works if you’re a Gilbert simp!
A treaty of peace has been signed between the kingdoms of Rhodolite and Obsidian, albeit significantly in the favor of the latter. Belle is sent to personally extend greetings to Gilbert Von Obsidian, now King of Obsidian. She is not yet aware that one of the gifts she is to offer, is in fact, herself.
Rating: E
Word count: 1,496
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence; Secret Relationship; Porn With Plot; Mutual Pining; Slight Hate Sex; Vaginal Sex; Creampie
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Part of ‘Tis the Season for Smut 2.0 Content Creation Challenge, hosted by @voltage-vixen [DAY 1] [DAY 2] [DAY 3] [DAY 4] [DAY 5] [DAY 6]
DAY 7 - “You’re the only gift I plan on unwrapping tonight.”
A cold shiver runs through Belle's core, the sound of her own steps sounding distant, as if not her own. She has her eyes glued to the center of the room where a man sits, dressed in black from head to toe, even if she wishes to look away. His demeanor is all that hers is not - confident, relaxed. Beckoning.
@xxsycamore this is so hot 🥵
19th Century. Paris.
Bright skies were visible in the dimly lit streets despite the street lights being as bright as the sun.
Yet....there was a slight chill in the air as I made my way towards the florist.
The man was a sweet gentleman....ruby red eyes smiling kindly as his diamond white hair was messy from working hard.
He'd offered me a few red roses.... yet somehow....his gaze held me prisoner....
His voice was as soft as silk, yet his demeanor was as rough as rocks.
He was a gentleman yet he was a soldier.
A vampire yet still a man....
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I entered his shop, and threw my arms around him, nuzzling his lower jaw.
"Vlad...." My whispers reached his ears, his gentle grip around my waist tightened.
"Darling.... please do not tempt me so...." a wry smile crossed his face.
"I love you....and I want to stay with you...." our eyes met, and there was electricity in the air.
Neither of us could deny our attraction to each other.....yet....
"There's going to be a snowstorm coming soon...."
"I know. That's why I planned our time together. Just us. No one else."
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Everyone’s starter anime is death note.
I don’t count sailor moon or dbz cuz you watched those as a kid and assumed they were cartoons.
I mean when you got “into” anime fully aware of what it was and actually became immmmmmersed in this bizarre weeb culture.
It’s usually death note.
bitch my first was fullmetal alchemist
Mine was HunterxHunter :)
Mine was A Promised Neverland 😅
Death Note? I heard of it only after finishing a ton of other animes.
For most Indian anime fans, their first was either Doraemon or Naruto.
At least for me it was 😌
[ @satans-kitty-says-meow @ice-icebaby @otome-scribbles @obeythebutler do you agree? ]
@mythsofkairos I originally started off with Bleach.....😅 followed by Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)
A/N: Just a little gift for a friend (who is not on tumblr). Also, with a hint of cottagecore in it, because I can’t get enough. Hope you enjoy!
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William doesn’t have to think twice of just where has his fair maiden run off to, once they’ve returned from the theater. In a warm sunny afternoon like this, the one place MC loves spending her time the most, is none other than the small backyard of William’s home.
As he makes last touches to the contents of the small tray, he carefully maneuvers it in one hand while making his way towards the back door - in hopes that his love would bring the lovely picture to life.
And he truly finds her there - the epitome of a mid-summer bliss as she occupies the hammock in the garden, one leg nonchalantly dangling off it.
William approaches her with quiet steps, worrying that he won’t be able to hold back the tune he’s humming as not to disturb her. She’s not in slumber, no - she appears to be reading a book, it being propped up on one knee as she holds it with a single hand, the other one cushioning the back of her head.
“My darling culver.”
He wishes to drink in the sight of her a second longer before calling for her attention, because once having met her eyes, there is no other place his gaze would rather rest upon. Oh, but perhaps he could spare a moment to join by her side, if not reading as well, then just to watch her.
“Oh, William! Is that for me?”
She gestures with her chin tilting softly towards the tray, and it’s William’s cue to finally settle it down on the small wooden stool near the hammock.
“Yes. I bought thee some cut fruit.”
He indulges himself into the tiniest of mischief, unavoidable as the stir in his heart anytime she shoots him that smile of hers. The corners of his own mouth curl into such, as he takes one of the apple slices in between delicate fingers. He brings the piece to her lips as she has nowhere to go but to open up and let him feed it to her, a gesture that has brought a nice rosy color to her cheeks many times in the past. It still has the same effect on her, just like William recalls it to do back in time, and he chuckles at his darling for being such a blushing bride.
Even after she’s done chewing on it, William keeps his hand close - running the pad of his thumb on her lips, hopefully in a manner that is not too teasing - and enjoying her gaze all the same.
He’s not expecting the following act of his beloved, catching that same hand with her own, turning it over to place a soft kiss on the back - the hand that he fed her with - and his mismatches eyes widen.
Oh, love.
“Whatever plans I hadst for the rest of the afternoon, it matters not now. I only wisheth to spend time with thee.”
MC swears she hears him say, you’ve enchanted me once again, but decides the confirmation of that toe-curling string of words would be more than what she could take. She simply offers him a sweet, enthusiastic nod.
“I’ve been wanting to spend more time with you too, Will! We hardly get the time to enjoy such peaceful days.”
He leans down to kiss her brow, tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ear as it falls down to tickle his beloved’s cheek. He can’t have that happening now. Without taking his eyes off her, for the fear she might disappear like the mirage she is, he pats the pockets of his home pants to find a little ribbon to tie back his hair with.
“T’s true.”
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Hi... Sorry, could I get something for MC trying to come to terms with their own mortality? I've been diagnosed recently with something potentially terminal and told that there wasn't much they could do and I'm struggling to process it
Some angst and comfort from any character, any format please
Also I understand this topic might be upsetting or uncomfortable so feel free to ignore it
Anyways I love your writing and the care you put when interacting with everyone. Thank you. Truly.
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If there are any changes to be made, or anything to be added, do tell me and I'll alter accordingly. I feel like I've strayed from what was originally asked, and I'm not so sure. I hope you get better, and thank you so much for dropping in a request.
The tall door of the eldest's room stands in your way, dark and imposing and a barrier.
Your feet linger for a moment, hands gripping the document with such a tenacity that your knuckles turn white. Maybe he's asleep. Or filling some documents of forms or proposals and all that jazz. With an elbow on the desk and palm on his forehead.
You'd bring him coffee those nights, as a quick booster to keep the demon awake. And tea on days where you'd want him to get some sleep soon—chamomile and lavender, from the human world.
It's going to take only one sharp knock on the door. Demon have hearing better than humans, suited to taking in even the most—
"Instead of lurking around outside, why not come in?"
Having been shamefully caught, you twist your hands around the knob and open the door, stepping inside with hesitant steps.
Lucifer sits on his desk, besides the array of various Demonus that decorates the room. Missing his usual coat, the demon looks relaxed with the soft warmth from the fire illuminating his features.
And you'd hate to destroy his peace.
"I wanted to see you," He smiles, getting up from his chair. "You've been awfully hard to catch a hold of lately. Are those the documents for me?"
He's happy to see you. Confused, as to why you've been avoiding him lately. Then the smile on his face will vanish when you tell him and he's going to—
"You're crying."
Lucifer states, and a thumb comes to brush away the tear. Your eyes meet for a moment, and then you force yourself to look away. You can't, you can't speak those words. You can't. You must. You should. You have to.
"MC?"
The wood in the fireplace still crackles, and your heart still beats loudly in your ears. But Lucifer doesn't say a word, and when you snap your head upwards you see his brows furrowed.
"What's wrong?"
You remain quiet, the lump in your throat too heavy to speak. Tears have not stopped flowing, but your body has started shaking again. The demon stands dumbstruck, and when his sight falls on the document in your grip, Lucifer's stare furrows into one of confusion.
.....The urge to watch "Falling into Your Smile".....
Hey so JK Rowling went full mask off and is advertising an explicitly terf store now.. Also sure is weird how TERF talking points usually consistently leave trans men out of these conversations and usually always direct their hateful rhetoric toward trans women.
Oh, no. They didn’t leave trans men out of the conversation, take a look at this bad boy!
GROSS WTF I must have missed this one, and I’m sorry for not including this in the original post jfc this is so nasty and hateful
Fuck JK Rowling. What a pathetic person.
Just another reason to not watch the hp series that wb is planning to do
YIKES ONCE AGAIN. Rowling really be out here somehow managing to lower my opinion of her even further. I didn’t think that was even possible at this point. She gave up using a shovel and has straight up switched to a pickaxe at this point.
It’s been so long since i first saw this and i’m honestly still hung up on the pin that says “bigot” and “feminazi” on it like. “yes. I’m going to call myself a bigot. but ironically. and also a Nazi. I am a Nazi, but in a ‘bad girls do it better’ way”
unfriendly, hostile reminder to stop promoting HP, even to pirate. spreading the word about it in any vaguely positive form is still giving her publicity
I actually love her shirt, like, for pagan people and witchcraft people. It’s so sad that it ISNT about being a witch :(
I wish this bitch would just die already. Fuck her.
Asteria (Αστερια meaning ‘Starry’) was the Titan goddess of the falling stars, prophetic dreams and astrology in Greek mythology. After the fall of the Titans, Zeus (king of the gods) chased Asteria across the sky but she escaped him by transforming herself into a quail and leaping into the Aegean Sea. It was there that she metamorphosed into the island Asteria (’The Island which had Fallen From Heaven Like a Star’) or the ‘Quail Island’ Ortygia. This then became identified with the island of Delos, which was the only place on earth to give refuge to her fugitive sister Leto (goddess of motherhood), when pregnant with Zeus’s children, she was pursued by the vengeful Hera (goddess of marriage). It was on the same island that Asteria married her Titan cousin Perses and gave birth to their daughter Hecate (goddess of witchcraft). (Zuhair Murad Spring 2016 Haute Couture Collection)
society’s biggest issue is there is no naptime for sleepy guys like me
Mood, bro. Mood
STOP I'm freaking cry-laughing 😂😂😂😂😂
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New look
Looking great!!
i could’ve sworn i follow some blogs i was wondering why they don’t appear in my tl and i checked and it looked like i unfollowed them?? i never unfollowed anyone recently wtf tumblr 🤨
Tumblr often pulls this shit
