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In 2017, Peter Capaldi wrote a comforting letter to a 9-year-old Doctor Who fan who was dreading to see his favourite Time Lord leave the show. At the 10th anniversary Letters Live show, Jodie Whittaker read the letter.

I watched Starship Troopers tonight.

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It's not a headcanon if it's the truth.

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has this been done yet?

Taking my white son to the CVS to pick up his Adderall prescription

was on namemc cause i was curious if the fishing madness had progressed and

grian??????? NOW what's happened???

Nanami feels guilty having sex while the two of you stay at your parent’s house for the weekend. He claims it’s “utterly disrespectful” to his in-laws, who he respects so much. But this doesn’t make him immune to temptation, especially when you’re just so fucking good at teasing him.

So, he found a loophole. 

While your parents sleep peacefully down the hall, you and Nanami are in your bedroom, dry-humping each other to a point where nothing is dry between you. You’re sitting pretty on his lap in your most delicate panties, already damp with your arousal, leaking onto his briefs. You’ve been riding his shaft for the past thirty minutes, making yourself come again and again from sheer friction as your husband watches you with half-lidded eyes, indulging in the delicious sight before him. His cock is bulging in his underwear, a wet spot forming at the tip where his precum dribbles out. You can tell he’s almost there; he’s been hanging on the edge for a while now, waiting until you’ve had your fill, or until he can’t hold it in any longer. When you reach your climax, he comes with you this time, spilling inside his briefs, cum soaking through the fabric. You look down between you, smiling at the mess you both made, guilt-free and satiated. 

there's a video on instagram of a man kicking his partner's door in. the top comment is (with over 4 thousand likes): "how about you tell us what you did to make him that angry?"

barring emergency, nobody should be kicking anybody's door in. many of us lived in houses where it was always, somehow, an emergency. there is a strange, almost hysterical calm that comes over you in that moment - everything feels muted, and you almost feel, however incongruently, like you should be laughing. you are living inside of "the emergency." oh my god, you think. i am now a fucking statistic.

there is another comment with 2.8 thousand likes: "if this was a woman doing it to a man, nobody would give a shit."

do people give a shit now, though?

barring emergency, the door should remain standing. the emergency should be panicked, desperate - "i'm coming in there to protect you." many of us know what it feels like when the emergency is instead "i'm coming in there to get you."

1.5k likes: "and yet you post this for notes. glad to see being the victim has become your whole personality."

hysteria is a word connected to womb, from greek. what you're experiencing is so senseless and inhumane that you (a rational creature) try to find any ground within what is irrational and cannot be explained. one of the most frustrating things about staying in bad situations is that we also lie to ourselves. we also ask ourselves - wow. what did i do?

women can be, and often are, also abusers. abuse is not gendered. abuse is not just a "straight person" problem. abuse does not have a face or figure or sexuality. you cannot pick an abuser out of a crowd. an abuser could be actually anybody.

and then so many people rally behind the man kicking the door in. here is something nobody should be doing, right? you want to ask every person that liked that first comment: do you ask this because you side with him? do you ask this because it helps you feel safe from this ever happening?

in some ways, you're weirdly sympathetic to the top comment, because it is the same logic you see frequently. the idea is that the average, normal, sane person doesn't just break down a door. doesn't just shoot up a school. doesn't stalk and kill women. doesn't threaten sexual assault. doesn't run over protesters. doesn't shoot an unarmed black person. doesn't scream at underpaid walmart employees. doesn't just "lose it". something had to have happened, right? because the default (white. straight. cis.) - that is someone who is always, you know. "sane."

(right?)

on a podcast, you hear a sane, normal, rational person. "if you piss me off, i'm going to need to hit something. sorry but i'm not apologizing. that's just who i am that's how it is." his voice almost sounds like he's laughing.

you think of the door, and how you were almost laughing behind it, too. ironically, every real emergency in your life has almost felt peaceful in comparison. fire, car accident, flash flooding - these felt quiet, covenant to you. you'd stood in all of them, feeling them pass over and up to your chin, never actually overwhelming.

but when the door was coming down, you had felt - is there a word for that? there has to be, a word, right.

surely one of us has figured out the word for that, i mean. it's such a large fucking statistic.

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