Oh, cool. Cool cool cool.
So... we're heading for an era of extreme reactionary backlash.
The question is it going to be like 1980's style or 1930's style.
We shit on rainbow capitalism (as we should), but it is a good indicator of social acceptance of LGBTQ people. When brands are loud and proud about how much the support gay people('s money), it means the social conditions have moved in our favor and the potential backlash is weak.
Right now, the power is shifting back to the fascists. That's bad.
Already seeing people on tiktok saying “I still hate trump but he ate with this one” like … babes … you just got propagandized … that’s literally exactly what he created this situation in the hopes you would say …
SUPPORT BLACK SEX WORKERS.
taylor swift trying to figure out how to incorporate entry-level feminist rhetoric into her lyrics without alienating her right-wing fanbase who make up half her sales and also trying to figure out how to merge her innocent and virginal country-pop white girl image with the instagram baddie aesthetic she’s trying to steal from black and brown women
Dildo 11: link to dildo
Notes: this another dildo that I don’t have the link for the exact one but this is pretty much the same. I do really like it. The tapered tip makes for easy penetration and the texture is to die for. The size is pretty good. Not massive but feels great. This is another one that is great to suction to the floor or mount and ride. Great for monster fantasies!
Overall: 8/10
Dildo 12: dildo link
Notes: this is another really good one. It’s a pretty good size. No massive stretching happening here but it’s definitely a fun one. The little nub is so fucking good when you can get it to nudge or tap your clit on the downward strokes 🥵 it’s really good for ogre or goblin fantasies 💚
Overall: 8.5/10
Dildo 13: dildo link
Notes: honestly this one isn’t my favorite. It’s a unicorn dildo and it’s cute but it didn’t wow me. It feels fine there’s just nothing amazing about it.
Overall: 3.5/10
Dildo 14: Link to toy
Notes: Okay so this obviously is not a dildo but I still wanted to include it because it is a sex toy. This is a grinder for anyone that didn’t know. You basically ride it and grind into it like the name implies. If feels great on the clit. I do suggest adding extra lube so the movements stay fluid and slick. It’s really great if you can position a dildo and this so you bounce on the dildo and grind on this at the same time 🥵
Overall: 7/10
Dildo 15: sex toy link
Notes: so this is another grinder. This is the dragon version. Again it’s fun and feels really good. I do think I typically prefer this one a tiny bit more but overall they are pretty equal and just up to personal preference.
Overall: 7.25/10
Dildo 16: dildo link
Notes: I really like this one. I will say it helps to be very wet when using it but it feels great. The width/knot at the tip makes insertion a little bit hard but it feels great. And this is another one that your clit can rub against and that feels amazing as well. I really like this one for its versatility. It is great for alien fantasies and I use it for orcs, goblins, and ogres as well.
Overall: 9/10
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just gonna leave this here
It's really interesting being on here as someone who experienced both the 2016 and 2020 elections on this app. Holding everyone's hands tightly. Love you all so much. Praying for the best, the stress is bad for all of us.
pro-abortion. pro-divorce. i believe we have the god-given right to give up
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I stood backstage, my body buzzing with nerves as I prepared for my upcoming match. The crowd's excited cheers filtered through the curtain, adding to the adrenaline coursing through my veins. But something didn't feel right. I could sense it, and so could my husband, Bret.
He had insisted on accompanying me tonight, his worry evident in his eyes. He knew me better than anyone, he could tell when something was off. As we made our way towards the ring, his hand tightly clasping mine, I felt comforted by his presence.
The match began, and I gave it my all, pushing through the discomfort that had been nagging at the edges of my consciousness. But halfway through, everything went black. I woke up to the sound of Bret's panicked voice calling my name. Opening my eyes, I found myself lying in the middle of the ring, surrounded by concerned faces.
Bret's voice was filled with fear as he knelt beside me, his eyes searching mine for answers. "Are you okay? What happened?" His words were laced with worry and love, his hand tenderly brushing against my cheek.
"I don't know," I managed to whisper, my voice weak. Bret's arms gently lifted me off the mat, carrying me in his strong embrace as he rushed backstage, the entire Hart Foundation following closely behind.
Once we reached our private dressing room, Bret placed me on the couch, his touch never leaving me. Concern etched deep lines on the faces of our friends, their worried expressions mirroring Bret's own.
The moments that followed were a blur of anxious inquiries and hushed voices. Bret refused to leave my side, his hand firmly clasping mine as he whispered words of reassurance and love. The support from the Hart Foundation family surrounded me, their familiar faces offering comfort in this uncertain moment.
Time seemed to stretch as I lay there, the room filled with a mixture of worry and hope. And then, gradually, I began to regain consciousness. Bret's face came into focus, his eyes filled with relief as he squeezed my hand gently.
"You scared me," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of emotions. "I was so worried. Are you feeling better?"
A weak smile tugged at my lips as I nodded, gratitude welling up within me for the love and care he had shown. "Yes, I am. And it's all thanks to you."
Bret's embrace tightened around me, and in that moment, I knew that no matter what challenges we faced, we would always be there for each other. My heart was filled with gratitude for the man who loved me unconditionally, both inside and outside the ring. Together, we would conquer anything that came our way.
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The arena was buzzing with excitement as the crowd eagerly awaited the next match. Tonight was a special occasion as I, Y/N, a skilled wrestler in my own right, was teaming up with my husband, Bret, for a tag team match. The fans erupted into cheers as our entrance music blared, the spotlight shining down on us as we made our way to the ring.
Standing side by side with Bret, I felt an undeniable sense of pride and camaraderie. We were a force to be reckoned with, a duo that complemented each other's strengths and shared a deep bond both in and out of the ring. As the match began, we moved with precision and harmony, our opponents putting up a formidable fight but ultimately falling short against our united front.
However, the tide quickly turned when Bret's opponent resorted to a cowardly move, blindsiding me with a brutal attack that sent shockwaves of pain through my body. The arena fell silent as I stumbled, the world spinning around me as I struggled to regain my bearings. The gasps of the crowd echoed in my ears as I clenched my jaw, refusing to show weakness in the face of adversity.
Through blurred vision, I saw Bret's expression darken with fury and concern as he witnessed the injustice inflicted upon me. The primal instinct to protect his loved one surged within him, igniting a fire in his eyes as he turned his attention to the aggressor who had dared to harm his wife.
As Bret launched into a relentless assault, every blow he delivered was a fierce declaration of his love and allegiance to me. The crowd's cheers transformed into roars of support as they rallied behind us, the energy in the arena reaching a fever pitch as Bret fought with unmatched ferocity, his every move fueled by a potent mixture of rage and determination.
Despite the pain coursing through my body, I refused to stay down. With grit and resilience, I rose to my feet, the fire of determination burning brightly in my eyes. Side by side, Bret and I stood tall, a formidable team that would not be broken. Together, we faced the challenge head-on, ready to overcome whatever obstacles stood in our way.
Do you think Grrm hates Rhaenyra? I keep seeing this ever since he wrote that post.
See I don't think GRRM hates any of his characters, but especially not Rhaenyra. I can understand how people can interpret it that way to an extent, but it's very obvious he doesn't hate her.
In F&B, GRRM purposely writes it from the perspective of biased men, so of course Rhaenyra is portrayed badly. She's written by Munkin, Eustace, and Mushroom to be a negative example of women in power.
However, GRRM's MO has pretty much always been tackling medieval stereotypes and prejudices. Xenophobia, hatred of bastards, ableism, and sexism are all prevalent themes in ASOIAF. However, just because these themes are portrayed doesn't mean GRRM shares these views; in fact he uses ASOIAF to point out how destructive and wrong those ideas are.
Rhaenyra's story was written to show the destructive nature of the patriarchy. She as a character is meant to be morally gray and hated by historians. She's reflective of how history views ruling queens; she's demonized, wrongfully blamed, and disregarded.
The way readers are introduced to Rhaenyra is through people who hate her for being a woman who fought for her birthright. The way GRRM wrote his latest post about her is still from that perspective. People who claim he hates her are people who are unable to separate his actual views from those of his characters.
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