Every time I hear people talk about satanic imagery or satanic propaganda I think about that tweet that was like, some people view Satan as a video game villain where he gets stronger the more people worship him
THIS ONE
We need to lay more blame for "Kids don't know how computers work" at the feet of the people responsible: Google.
Google set out about a decade ago to push their (relatively unpopular) chromebooks by supplying them below-cost to schools for students, explicitly marketing them as being easy to restrict to certain activities, and in the offing, kids have now grown up in walled gardens, on glorified tablets that are designed to monetize and restrict every movement to maximize profit for one of the biggest companies in the world.
Tech literacy didn't mysteriously vanish, it was fucking murdered for profit.
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a society that allows people to starve when there is food has failed. like. that’s it.
People arguing with this saying, “why do people deserve food for free???” is honestly just further proof of the failure.
LET GAZA LIVE, FREE THEM ALL, VIVA VIVA INTIFADA
we've been watching a horrific genocide for 4 months now, and your silence in complicity. ceasefire is the bare minimum, and just the beginning.
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the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.
Spain is now the first European country to approve menstrual leave ! They also banned conversion therapy, allowed self ID for trans teens, gave both parents equal rights in lesbian couples, and improved abortion's laws (for teens). today is a great day for women's rights and lgbt+ rights 🇪🇸
So Arizona launched an “education hotline” that allows “concerned parents” to report “””critical race theory””” and other things like ~gender identity~ being taught in the classroom
It would be a shame if the number and email were spread to bad actors looking to prank call the AZ Department of Education
602-771-3500 or empower @ azed .gov 🤡
and for the love of god, don’t just spam it with memes or le funny shrek jokes or whatever, they’ll just hang up
make plausible-sounding reports for things that don’t actually exist, so that they actually have to waste time/resources investigating false leads - the goal is to waste time they would otherwise be using to do their jobs, not to get tumblr clout for being an epic troll
So apparently the internet article said the superintendent wouldn't be deterred by the prank calls because they would 'taper off eventually'. It'd be a real shame if this post stayed in circulation via queues so they get a consistent list of prank calls to filter through. 😇
“well it’s good your tests came back normal!”
no. it’s not.
a normal test result doesn’t mean i don’t have symptoms anymore. it just means we’re no closer to an explanation.
i’m still struggling. my symptoms are still getting worse. we just don’t know why, also meaning they don’t take me seriously.
a normal test result is not a a happy thing when disabled.
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Be careful who you bring home: Morpheus x OC PART 2
You asked for it and I promised to write, so enjoy a little preview of part 2 to this story.
Special dedication goes to @mypsychoticlove who accused me of teasing :D
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30+ years in prison is inhumane.
You leave prison in a world that is completely different from the world that was there when you entered.
-fae
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“All Fun and Games”: A Poly Marauders Fic: Plus Size Reader : Chapter 2
Part 2 of All Fun and Games by request! A poly Marauders x PS Reader Fic Reader is fem.
——– A week had passed since your night with the boys.
After your little show of making James, an consequently the other two, weak at the knees… you began to think.
The temptation to have your way with the lot of them that night had been strong but you managed the reign it in.
Sirius, of all people, decided that perhaps you’d all had too much to drink and that it would be best to call it a night.
You knew what it really amounted to but you let it go and simply apparated back to your home after you’d passed out hugs to three very rigid men.
In more ways than one.
You went home, very satisfied with yourself and content to sleep that night knowing you’d thoroughly flustered the three of them.
There was a thrill in it that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.
Perhaps, it was your mischevious nature.
Normally, the entire of three men being so turned on with you would somewhat put you off.
Perhaps, it was just because it was them.
You loved your boys and there was obviously chemistry with each of them.
In addition to the history there.
Still, it nagged at you.
So when you James showed up at your place of work that day you’d been surprised but not displeased.
“Hello, Jamie.” you smiled at him as the burly man came to a stop in front of you.
Basket swinging from his hand, dark curls wild, hazel eyes refusing to you meet your gaze and the most beautiful blush painting his cheeks.
“Hey, love.” he said softly.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” you asked and internally smirked when he closed his eyes at the last word.
James cleared his throat, “Just thought I’d come by and have lunch with you if that’s alright.”
“Of course it’s alright!” you grinned, popping up from your seat and turning to your coworker. “Jeanette, I’m going out for a bit! Be back later!”
She waved you off but not without sending you a rather suggestive wink.
You rolled your eyes at Jeanette.
That crazy brunette had been badgering to get with at least one of the boys for the longest time and always rambling about how you were far too hot to be single.
Especially when you had friends like that.
You simply grabbed your purse and James other hand and headed for the door.
“Where are we going?” he asked, chuckling at the brunette silently doing a little victory dance.
“Anywhere away from her.” you giggled and he couldn’t help but grin at the sound.
It wasn’t long before the two of you settled down in a thatch of grass beneath a tree and James unpacked the basket of goodies.
It was quiet for a moment.
Just the sound of the two of you snacking on crisps and the wind rustling the leaves before he spoke up.
“So…” he said clearing his throat.
“So?” you said, narrowing your eyes at him.
“About the other night..” he said and you promptly burst into giggles.
“Did I go too far, James?” you asked.
“No, no.” he said. “Not too far. At all. I liked it. Just you know. Haven’t had that experience with you since we were in school. And neither of us knew how to do … that.”
“Well, you know.” you shrugged. “We’re older. I did pick up a few tricks along the way.”
“I noticed.” he said, glasses fogging up just a bit… to which he hurried to remedy.
You dissolved into a fit of giggles that made him grin goofily at you.
“I miss that.” he said.
“What?” you asked.
“Your little giggles.” he admitted. “Don’t hear them near enough anymore.”
“Yeah, I know.” you sighed. “I’m sorry the other night was the first time in a while that we’d all hung out. Life just kinda gets crazy sometime and it’s hard to-”
“You don’t need to explain.” he cut you off. “I just meant that I miss you and I’d really like to see you more. We all would actually.”
“Yeah.” you laughed. “Sirius has made that perfectly clear. He keeps mirroring me every morning to scream ‘good morning’ at me and insists that I sing him a lullaby every night.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard.” he chuckled and you raised a brow so he was quick to explain. “I’ve been staying at their flat a lot recently.”
“Everything ok?” you asked.
“Oh yeah it’s been fine. They’re just a bit closer to St. Mungo’s. You know with Mum and Dad and all that.” he said.
You nodded and simply wove your fingers together with his.
You did know about his parents and how they were temporarily at St. Mungo’s while they were getting through an illness.
“Y/N?” James said softly.
“Hmm?”
“Do you think… ” he started. “Do you think I’d ever have a shot with you?”
“What?” you asked.
“I mean, I know we never dated and we only kissed the once but I’ve fancied you for years and I managed to put it aside cause we’re friends, and then you were with Remus and then you and Sirius seemed to have a thing but the other night just had me thinking about a lot of things and I-” he rambled.
“James.” you cut him off. “You’ve always had a chance with me.”
The smile that lit up his face was radiant and you hated to cut it short.
“But…” you said and his face fell.
“But?” he asked.
“Yes, but.” you smiled. “And not yours although you do have a cute one.”
He turned as red as a cherry at that and you giggled before leaning over to peck his cheek.
“But I wouldn’t do that to you.” you sighed. "Cause I admit I do still have feelings for Remus even though it’s been a while. The other night just kind of cemented that. And then there is the situation with Sirius. I know he’s WITH Remus but I don’t know what it is that Sirius and I have but there is definitely something there. So I’d never do that to you. And I can’t even begin to wrap my head around the Sirius and Remus situation. It just wouldn’t be fair and … why are you grinning?“
James looked like he could explode from joy in that moment.
"It’s just that I feel like I have a solution to all of this.” he said.
“And that is?” you questioned.
“Everyone dates.” he said.
“Everyone dates who?” you asked.
“Everyone dates everyone.” he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“I date you and Remus and Sirius. You date the three of us. Remus and Sirius date us and each other. This literally solves everything.”
“Hold on, James.” you said. “Firstly, you are suggesting a poly relationship. Which, mind you, is different than some random orgy hook up.”
“It never would’ve been an orgy hook up.” he insisted. “Not with us and not with you. It’s not like that. We all care about each other and you know that.”
“But, but, I didn’t even know you liked men.” you sputtered.
“Neither did I until about six months back. Had a three way with Remus and Sirius.” he said. “I’m kind of their third on the regular.”
“And you’re just bothering to tell me this now?” you asked, rather flabbergasted.
“Well… we wanted to but we didn’t know how you’d handle it. And to be honest, you kind of come up a lot during those times and we didn’t-”
“Excuse me? What?” you asked and James seemed to realized he’d outed himself… and Remus and Sirius in the process.
He cringed, “Look, we’ve all had crushes on your since we were eleven. This isn’t really news, love. So it’s natural that sometimes we talk about it.”
“I don’t know if I should feel flattered or offended.” you said as you tried to get a grasp on the situation.
“Well, it is a compliment.” he shrugged.
“And what happens when I come up in conversation during your… your…”
“Sex?” he asked with a chuckle. "Are you really asking me what happens when we talk about you with our dicks out?“
"James!” you said lunging for him.
You tackled him backwards and pressed your hand over his mouth.
“There are children around!” you scolded him and but he just smiled behind your hand and mumbled something.
“What?” you asked and he simply looked down at your hand over his mouth.
“I said, I quite like you on top.” he smirked. “I’m not surprised though. You were the one in charge during that one blissful snogfest.”
“So you admit I kissed you.” you said snippily.
“Yes.” he smiled and sat up, all the while still keeping you on his lap. “And it was wonderful. Something I’d like to experience again.”
You rolled your eyes at this admittedly beautiful hazel eyed boy.
“If I were to entertain such an idea of a poly relationship..” You said and you could’ve slapped him for the excited look that took over his features. “I said if. There would be rules. We would need to have conversations. That’s four people, James. Two people in a relationship is a lot of work. Four could be distastrous.”
“I understand.” he said. “But to be fair, it works just fine with us three.”
“I thought you said you were just their third?!” you accused.
“Well, it started that way and then it progressed. I’m officially dating them now.” he said.
“Well, you’re all men.” you argued. “That’s different.”
James just laughed and fell backward into the grass.
“You’re just determined to be difficult.” he said, crossing his arms behind his head as he looked up at you.
In all the time, he’d known you James had always thought you to be such an angel and you’d never looked more the part as the sunlight beamed behind you creating a halo of light.
“I just!” you said. “I just love you all and I don’t want to do anything that could potentially ruin our friendship.”
James played with the hem of your shirt, “Nothing bad is going to happen, love. And if you’re ever uncomfortable all you have to do is say something and everything stops.”
You sighed, “I suppose we could talk to Remus and Sirius about it.”
“Yes!” he said pumping his fist into the air.
“I get off work around eight.” you said with a giggle making him smile. "I could come by after. I’ll bring pizza. Tell Sirius to make me nachos to calm my nerves.“
"Yes ma'am.” James saluted.
You chewed on your lip for a moment as you looked down at the beautiful man beneath you.
“What?” he asked.
“James, it’s been quite some time since we last kissed.” you said. "Would you like to test it out again?“
He sat straight up and locked his eyes on yours with a nod.
"I’ll need you to tell me, James.” you said softly, lips almost touching his.
“Yes, please. I’d love that.” he said and simply smiled before connecting your lips to his.
Kissing James was just as you remembered in the sense that it was still just as sweet and gentle.
But different in the sense that this time around you both actually knew what you were doing.
You were a bundle of nerves about the whole situation but somehow his touch eased your worries and you could think about in this moment was the lovely man in your arms.
—– Part one Coming soon… part three —–
Hello loves! So this took a turn for the sweet and I just couldn’t help myself! And also I think it’s important to show one on in poly relationships and also PREVIOUS FUCKING CONVERSATION , lol. Anyway, excuse my rant. I hope you all enjoyed it and I would love to hear what you think!
Love, Kenny
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does anyone know what senators these people are??
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every day i am percieved™️
There is a reason for this though!
The original tweet summarizes it pretty well. Fanfic tends to be popular among certain types of neurodivergent people (aka people most likely to read excessively as a child, and have burnout as an adult) for the same reasons that we tend to hyperfixate–neurochemical signaling (I hope I’m using that phrase correctly). What I mean is, for people who are really dependent on changes in dopamine/serotonin/neurotransmitter levels, who have low levels or wonky neural reward systems (perhaps the most common types of neurodivergence)…people like us rely on dependable external sources of those neurochemicals. In order to function, we spend a lot of our free time trying to level out our brain chemistry using things that can reliably bring us a steady stream of joyful moments (rewards) without costing too much of the mental effort that is already in short supply.
significantly: the investment of reading has to be balanced with a steady “return on investment”–and this return has to start fairly quickly. because again, we don’t have a lot of attention/energy to invest on tiring things. we have perpetual “low batteries” in that regard.
that doesn’t mean these stories are “simple,” or that they lack complexity or value–only that the reward has to come in short regular intervals, and it has to have a low “upfront cost.” which is why fanfic stories are so perfectly formulated for neurodivergent readers–they are often beautifully written, but skip a lot of the upfront costs (of introducing new characters, of world-building, of getting the audience emotionally connected to the story elements).
the nature of fanfiction is that the reader has a pre-existing relationship with this world and these characters. that–combined with the shorter average length of fics–means that fan fics very quickly start “rewarding” the reader in a way that traditional fiction struggles to. that’s not a bad thing! and maybe it’s something more traditionally published writers should be paying attention to.
Fanfic, as a genre, has been uniquely helpful and accessible to many neurodivergent readers who would otherwise struggle to immerse themselves in stories. I’m glad so many of you have found a way to love and enjoy reading again! The important thing is that you are spending time inside stories you love–the way those stories are published or presented to the world is just one detail.
*holds your hand* no, we’re ALL bitches
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Serpents Armor
Pairing: Floki X Helga, (Step sister) Reader to Tanaruz
Word Count: 1200
Warnings: None, just some wholesome family time with your kidnappers
-Part 1- -Part 2-
While Helga has the reluctant Tanaruz, Floki is left with you. A strange and quiet tag along that wouldn’t leave the young girls side, though you two don’t seem to know each other very well. While you may not be Helga’s Godsend, maybe you still are all the same.
In the heart of a raid, fire and blood all around, Tanaruz may have been in Helga’s grasp but you followed up like it was a sacred duty. You just stood there, face panicked and tear stained, but unwilling to run like you should. Between an intruder, a kidnapper, and a sobbing child, you were like a ghost that wasn’t sure itself how it even got there. Helga could have pushed you away, Floki could have killed you, but their hearts didn’t find the need. They looked at you and felt this sense they should allow you to come, if that was what you so wished.
You and Tanaruz never said a peep but you were considerably more relaxed after the first night in the boat, eating their food and watching the warriors talk. There was a fantastic curiosity in your eyes, attention focused yet easily shattered by the nearest new thing. While Helga gave Tanaruz all her attention and love, Floki offered you things in calculative experiment.
You settled fast. Donning their clothes, cooking their food, sleeping as soundly as if you were born there.
“You think she is the little ones slave?”