Something something let the little children come to me for they will inherit the kingdom of god

maybe in another life

chapter 60 shima save me save me

i need him in a mascara running down my face kinda way

i really like this hair on him

persona misogyny is so fucking wild. ignoring literally everything else about the entire rest of the games, every single s.link with a female character is like “entirely for having been born a woman i have had to work twice as hard for a fraction of the benefit. even now, i am stripped of my agency in a position i never wanted in the first place” and/or “i’m put on a pedestal by the people in my life because of my looks. men see me as an object to be conquered, women hate me for ‘stealing’ ‘their’ men. if i’m withdrawn i’m a bitch, if i’m friendly i’m easy. because of this, i’m alone” and/or “because of my personality or hobby or lack of cooking skills, i feel like i’m failing at femininity. if being a woman is something i can fail at, then where does that leave me? i’m scared at the loss of my identity and place in society”

like very consistently they present female characters with complex thoughts towards their place in society as women, femininity as a whole, and facing issues stemming from misogyny, and then the payoff is always “my problems were entirely my own fault. i wasn’t strong enough, i was a coward. but now, i’m gonna work hard to be exactly what society expects me to be (which is what i want to be)! i’m gonna do better at femininity (which is still something tangible i can fail at)! i’m going to try hard at making friends (which was my fault for not doing)! all my problems are solved through personal responsibility (that im totally culpable for), effort (which i previously was not putting in), or you, a man! i am Happy and Satisfied with this outcome, can i be Your woman?”

and like hello? why are we here. what the fuck are we doing. why do we keep doing this every single time. can we not do the constant lukewarm attempts at criticizing misogyny so you can jerk off to your own thoughtfulness, while ultimately reinforcing patriarchal systems and brushing off any deeper misogyny-bred issues as a lack of deference to one’s rightful place in society? like maybe don’t do that? for fucking once? just an idea

upperclassman!jordan takin ur virginity...

you've been toeing the line between friends n lovers for a while--it started when you'd gotten so drunk at a party that you'd forgotten where your dorm was n jordan was too tired to do anythinf orher than take you back to theirs. it became a sort of routine--they'd never admit it, but a part of them couldn't stand the idea of their pretty little freshie being so helpless around anybody else. specially since it'd come out in a very scandalous game of truth or dare that you were a virgin--set off the toxic part of them that fumed at the thought of anyone other than them takin care of you. and the deep, carnal urge to fucking ruin you that they tried not to acknowledge.

except for this time was different. neither of you were crazy intoxicated--just the right amount of tipsy, amplifying the butterflies in your stomach and lowering your resolve.

which is how you managed to end up in their lap, their hands slipping under you shirt to hold ur waist while they kiss you. you've made out with people, sure, but never like this--never in a way that had you gasping into their mouth, your hands shaking where you held their face. never in a way that had you rocking your hips against theirs, your pussy dripping before you'd even been touched.

them groaning into your mouth despite squeezing your waist to stop your desperate grinding. them pulling back, cupping your face, shushing you softly when you mumble out a "please.." and whine.

them being glad they're in their fem form, or you'd be able to feel exactly how much of an effect this had on them. their eyes searching yours, and maybe slipping elsewhere.. the hollow of your throat, your collarbones, your nipples hard n poking through your shirt, and the criminally short skirt you had on. their eyes snapping up to your face when you squirm and whine "need you, jordan. please."

them fighting the urge to shift, take you right then and there. hike up that skirt and fuck your little pussy until you sobbed, but..

"you sure, baby?? want me to take you out to dinner first, hm?" them framing it as a joke, but searching your eyes for an answer--needing to know that you were okay with this.

your breathy "never been more sure of anything in my life. want you so bad, jordan, please." s all it takes for them to lift you by your waist, setting you down so you're sitting on the edge of their bed. helping you pull your shirt over your head, staring at your exposed skin, soft praises of "my pretty girl" and "so fucking perfect". kissing your lips hard before running kisses down your body, sucking bruises into your neck and biting softly at the skin of your tits, the hard peaks of your nipples, your soft whimpers keeping them from getting too lost in you.

they kiss you again and finally, they're pulling off your skirt, revealing your sweet, lacy lil panties. they smirk, soft hands settling on your bare waist, their rings digging into your skin as they push you down on the bed.

you're not experienced, but you've heard stories--know what's coming when they kiss all the way down your body, kissing your clit thru your pretty lil panties. "wore these just for me, hm?" their voice saccharine sweet as you nod frantically. "naughty girl." as they're tugging them down your legs, parting your wet slit with their tongue--wrapping their lips around your clit, groaning at your taste until you whine out a "wait, wait, stop-" and they're pulling away, confused when you again protest.

"s just... you still have all of your clothes on. s'not fair, jordan." n they all but smirk, pulling off their shirt in one fell swoop before diving back in to your pussy. n they're good at it--slipping a finger into your tight little hole n making you cum on their mouth over n over before they even think about shifting n fucking you.

them running the head of their cock through your drenched slit when they finally do, groaning low n guttural when they push into your tight heat. "fuck, perfect fucking girl. god, what a good little pussy, takin' me so well." n they fuck you so good you forget how to say anything other than "please" and "god" and "jordan" (and maybe a "daddy" or two.. but that's a conversation for another time) and they cum inside you after they've adequately made you see god n they're so sweet when they clean u up, tellin you how good you were, that it takes everything in you to not tell them u love them right then and there.

meant to write a paragraph but wrote a whole book 😰 jst feel very strongly about the subject is all

yeah im gonna diddle my skittle to this

Possible nicknames Lenore called Annabel in life go:

"Anniebell": Sometimes the smallest changes are the cutest, okay? Anniebell Lee sounds adorable as hell and I'll stick by it. Imagine Annabel trying to admonish Lenore for saying some wild shit at a Rich Persons Gala™️ or smth but she keeps breaking out into giggles like, "You- you can't just say that pet!" and Lenore playfully replying, "Oh whatever do you mean, Anniebell Lee?" like UGH I hate them somebody throw hammers at em already 💥💥🔨🔨🔨

“My moon”: in relation to the Annabel Lee poem (‘for the moon never beams/Without bringing me dreams/Of the wonderful Annabel Lee’) and also there’s smth so flavorful of the character with a color palette more akin to the Sun (long shiny blonde hair, warm colored eyes, seemingly more outwardly personality, etc) being called the moon like I loveee contrasting design choices‼️‼️

“Angel”: Also a reference to the poem (but like, worse because it was the angels that separated em) and can be easily pulled from Annabel’s name

“Petal”: Or some other variation of a flower based nickname because imma sad, sad bisexual who loves ✨flower motifs✨ just a bit too much

Anything in Dutch: This can be like common ones like “liefje” (darling) or the previous entries but in Dutch idk go crazy go stupid

“Locket”: An unconventional pick pulled from Annabel’s last name Whitlock + lockets containing pieces of hair from your other half being T H E romantic gesture of the century back then, so, like. Idk. Hear me out like okay I think Lenore could be the unconventional route (I mean girly already faked her death via arson and pulled a Mulan to get the girl soooo you see what I’m putting down?) and like like LIKKEEE⁉️⁉️⁉️ Imagine with me Lenore telling her girl, “You’re the locket I keep nearest to my heart” (many necklaces back then had a chain just long enough for the locket to rest above the wearer’s heart) and it evolves to Lenore calling Annabel smth like “my dearest, my locket” LIKE YOU HAVE TO IMAGINE WITH ME!!! GUYS MY VISION IS VISIONING!!! 🦅🗣️🌈🗣️🗣️🦅🦅🌈🗣️🦅🦅

@incorrect-nevermore cmere and witness my madness

i love watching ofmd over and over again because every two minutes i'll hear a line and be like ohhh that's where that thing i say every day is from

truly the thing that sucks about kaveh is that there is nothing he would love to say more than like an exasperated jesus fucking christ. but he cant because jesus doesnt exist within the world of genshin impact. this is a true tragedy

Yo what the fuck

The Florida Senate passed a bill that would ban Chinese immigrants from purchasing any property in the state. It was passed to the State Affairs Committee last week (4/12/2033) and I cannot find it on the headlines in any major news source anywhere:

https://www.flsenate.gov/Session/Bill/2023/1355/?Tab=BillHistory

This is really bad.

If this passes and gets turned to law, it will become effective July 1st this year. If this passes, it's not just going to be the Chinese who'll get hurt; everyone in the asian community is going to suffer from way harsher racism.

Information about what you can do to help can be found here, but I'll copy-paste a small blurb of it here:

https://www.ocpa-usa.org/urgentaction

How can you help?

Make a call to the State Affairs Committee with phone number list below. (*List with a phone call script on what you can say will be in the link to aid you!)

Sign the petition to STOP Senate Bill 264 & House Bill 1355! Say no to discrimination! Sign the petition -https://chng.it/WcTZBqQvZd (The petition probably won't sway these people, but it's something)

Attend State Affairs Committee hearing and have your voice heard!

Date/Time: Wed April 19, 7:30 am

Address: 513 The Capitol 402 South Monroe Street Tallahassee, FL 32399-1300

Contact: Susan ([email protected])

Thinking about the sounds basically all of late 30's/early 40's (where i typically like to place him) Bruce's joints must make constantly, like

The man is a walking bag of pop rocks.

He gets up to give his presentation and the entire Wayne Enterprises Board of Directors winces at the loud pop from his right knee but he just keeps breezing on. Most are just convinced he's got some kind of arthritis though.

The batfam, on the other hand, who know exactly what it is, full on flinch in sympathetic pain. Not because it's particularly painful, just the sounds seem like it should be, and they know that it's from all the hard hits and trauma his body's been through.

Like... helping with cleanup after dinner.

("B, we have a butler." "No, I have a butler. And it builds character. Teaches responsibility. Now grab a dishtowel and get to it.")

Bruce is at the sink doing the rinsing and his left elbow crackles and Dick fully drops a plate on the floor.

Or one night he's having stoic silent re-bonding time with Jason in the batcave, working on the car. He's on a skateboard under it and plants his feet and pushes to shift his position and his ankles click-click-click like the engine turning over, making Jason jump and bang his head on the hood.

He reaches up to a shelf in the library for a book almost just out of reach and his shoulder casually snaps out and back in to place as he extends and retracts, and Tim accidentally tears a page in the book he's reading.

He turns his head slightly just to look to the fucking left a bit at the dinner table, his neck gives a little machine gun like ratta-tatt, and Damian is pushing his ate away, appetite fully lost.

I must reiterate here, Bruce is having absolutely zero reaction to these sounds. At all.

The man is a fucking bowl of rice krispies 24/7, and he's just... whistlin' through his day, off to play No Thoughts Head Empty Wii Music On Loop Brucie paying his speeding tickets at the GCPD, completely oblivious to the entire bullpen flinching as he leaned over the counter.

And don't even get me started on what the Supers must pick up on.

observations while im continuing my first DM reread after the talon brain invasion of september 2023