#not to be a degenerate but- -thinks of generate scenarios-

[tanzoshi]

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[tommyssupercoolblog]

In general, twitter cares more about looking good than being right, and because they value the AESTHETIC more than the reality, there is absolutely no amount of times that a creator can turn directly to the camera and say "I don't care about shipping and fanfiction is fine" and have it get through to them. Because saying they're uncomfortable with it and then harassing people who ship gives the AESTHETIC of a "pure" fandom fighting to "protect" their creators. And selling that look and feeling to yourself can honestly feel really good.

phannie twitter: stop shipping dan and phil it makes them uncomfortable stop saying they kiss on the mouth :(

dan and phil: DATE NIGHT WITH DAN AND PHIL PARTNER PARTNER PET NAMES FETISH CONTENT

[midnightanxietytm]

Careless Indulgence (NSFW)

MINORS DNI

a/n: Rejoice! Narilamb be upon ye! This time it's actually the smut i mentioned.

Summary: The first time a dream like this comes, he ignores it, shoves it to the back of his mind and does his chores like normal, insults the Lamb like normal, in fact, he barely thinks about them at all.

Gods don’t dream.

But Narinder isn’t a god anymore, so his subconscious is free to generate any ethereal scenario it desires to fill the hours of nothingness that is sleep.

This one, though, is most unusual.

He’s in the temple, a sermon just ended and The Lamb is stepping down from the lectern with a spring on their step and a smile, and walking over to him. “For someone who claims to hate hearing me talk, you pay a lot of attention to my sermons.” They giggle, hands coming up to rest on his shoulders.

It was true, he paid attention to every sermon, and devotion poured out of him, unwillingly so, but it still did. “Do not flatter yourself,” He said, “You made attendance mandatory, unless stated otherwise, I’m forced to be here…” And the Lamb giggles again, now hugging him by the shoulders. His hands slithered under their fleece and settled on their hips.

That’s how he knew he was dreaming; if it was real, he would never allow himself to do such a thing. In his dreams, he relishes the feeling of the soft wool beneath his paw. “Hm? You want my permission to skip the sermons? If it’s what you want I can give you.” They rest their head on his shoulder, one of their hands caresses his face oh-so sweetly.

Narinder rolls his eyes. “You’d just find another way to pester me.”

Their breath is hot against his neck, Oh I hate them, Narinder thinks, and holds their face softly before pressing their mouths together. The dream melts together along with the hot feeling in his body.

He’s in the altar, Lamb laid on the lectern, moaning his name like a prayer.

They’re in the forest, He’s laid on the grass , the Lamb, riding him with eyes rolled back and mouth hanging open with gasps.

They’re in the main grounds, a bonfire is lit and the Lamb’s mouth is closed around him and he pants, clawing at the wool on his head.

The first time a dream like this comes, he ignores it, shoves it to the back of his mind and does his chores like normal, insults the Lamb like normal, in fact, he barely thinks about them at all.

The second one is admittedly unexpected, but he still manages to deal with his hard-on and move on with his day.

After almost a week having dreams like those, he can’t take it anymore.

By now, every place in the cult grounds has been lewd up by his mind, and every mildly suggestive thing the Lamb says or does has already featured in a degenerated scenario in his dreams; The temple, the farm, the forest, behind the temple, the kitchens, both of their shelters, against the statue the Lamb had erected in his likeness — a personal favorite of his—, against the Lamb’s own statue, during rituals, in the table after a feast…

At some point, Narinder is sure the Lamb doesn’t even need to read his thoughts to see the debauchery of his late-night fantasies, because of that he’s been avoiding the Lamb like they were a plague.

But they still manage to find him, like a little predator stalking prey. 

They corner him after two messily days of avoidance, pulling him back after the sermon and promptly closing the temple doors. “Nari, I thought we were past this stage already.” They say, their voice echoes.

“You thought wrong, Lamb, as you often do.” It’s no use lying, so he chooses to dodge the question entirely.

His usurper, though, doesn't plan on letting him escape that easily; they march towards him with drive, and Narinder tries to pretend he remained unaffected by leaning back against the column behind him. “You're hiding something, I can see it, Nari.” They say, hands on their hips and head tilting, making the bell around their neck jingle softly.

Narinder wonders if it would jingle when he shoves the usurper onto their back and—.

“There!” The lamb exclaims suddenly. “You stopped your own train of thought! What was that? Are you thinking about murdering me again? Are you dissenting? You don't look like you're dissenting!” They ramble endlessly.

Oh, to hell with it! Narinder thinks. They will just read my mind anyways. And before the Lamb can predict his next action, Narinder pounces.

He takes them by the face, with both hands, and smacks their lips together. The lamb lets out a surprised gasp, then promptly melts in his hands, so he lets go of their face in favor of their hips, then reverses their positions to pin the Lamb against the column.

He’s quick to add his teeth into the mix, he bites the Lamb’s lips until he feels the metallic taste of blood, then he licks it, and It's all a mess from there.

The damned Lamb moans into his mouth, matching his energy and his every action. Soon, Narinder is holding them up by the thighs, their legs wrapped around him as they both bite, lick and moan against eachother's mouth.

  Disrobing is not easy, but they manage to do a quick job of it, and Narinder lays the Lamb on their back on top of his own discarded clothes almost tenderly, before biting into their shoulder with force only to feel their blood on his tongue and to hear the pathetic bleat they let out. “You wanted to know what I was hiding?” He asks, rhetorically, because he shoves a finger inside the Lamb and knows that they won't answer through their moans. “This is it. I've been wanting to fuck you, dreaming about it.” He shoves a second finger, moving his hand in a slow rhythm only to hear the Lamb finally gasp some air, just to moan out again.

“Narinder!” They call in-between their moans. “Wait- more, please more” They are almost incoherent, Narinder smiles, his hand moving faster as was requested.

“It's so much better in a godly body, isn't it? It's like divinity enhances it.” He taunts, then kisses the already fading bite mark he had left. “Let me fuck you, my Lamb?” He whispers sweetly. “You wanted my crown? Fine, I’ll show you all it can do for you.”

The Lamb nods with fervor, the bell on their neck chimes. Narinder removes his fingers from their quivering hole and holds their legs open before shoving himself into them with a slow but fluid movement.

The Lamb’s body greedily takes in the new sensation, their back arches off the ground and they let out a divine, long and pleasured moan.

Nothing was better than this, nothing could possibly rival the union of their bodies, no nectar or ambrosia would ever be more innebriating than the taste of each other. Their ecstasy mixes, they begin to move against each other in a heated frenzy.

Their moans fill the temple, sounding holier than the prayers, their rhythm dictated by the chime of the Lamb’s bell and the sound of their hips meeting with each thrust.

Lamb thinks they will become addicted to this; the mutual devotion this carnal act brings them, the feeling of being so full, the sound of Narinder's heavy breathing and raspy moans.

This is true divinity, this raw and passionate and carnal desire is so utterly mortal that it circles right back into godhood.

Both chase their highs with desperation, bodies rutting against each other.

And when they reach it, it's devastating, both gasp for air like it's their first time breathing in centuries. Their bodies finally still against each other as they come back to themselves.

Silence hangs in the air for a few moments, then the cheeky Lamb opens their mouth; “You’ve been dreaming about this?” They tease. 

Narinder rolls his eyes and fights the smile that insists on crawling up to his lips; “Shut up!” They only hum in response, hugging him by the shoulders and making him lay down by their side.

“I’m glad I could fulfill your desires, then…” They smile up at him and lay a soft kiss on his lips, Narinder stays silent, purring contently despite his expressionless face.

If I told yall this is the second smut I've ever written in my life, would yall believe me? Cuz I'm quite proud of it. Hope you guys like it too

[vncannyvalleygrrl]

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[captain-price-unofficially]

Ok, lemme see if I can do this

Ahem

Cold take about one of your posts I only half read. Baseless and inaccurate assumption that says more about me than you. Hyper-specific scenario that would never happen except I think about you doing it a lot, probably sex related. Thing I think is a really good gotcha, but actually shows my ignorance. Several typos because I'm too heated and thinking too much about that scenario still.

New paragraph to show I'm switching away from a topic when I'm really not. Another baseless assumption. A person attack based on the same scenario I've convinced myself is real. Homophobic slur. Transphobic slur. Hitler quote attributed to Mark Twain. General assumption about your upbringing and parentage.

Third paragraph to show myself I'm still coherent (i'm not). More personal attacks. Claim that you're manufacturing engagement on your blog. Claim that you've had sex with animals or something. Deranged rant about another hyper specific scenario I made up about you. Call you an anime watcher. Use the word "goon" and "degenerate". Not actually snappy, snappy remark to close out the ask.

thank you for the hate mail

[leikeliscomet]

When it comes to AI art discourse I will always put the needs, wellbeing and actual reality of workers over hypothetical scenarios of what AI art could be. In an ideal world, AI art would be a tool for planning concepts and nothing more. But we don't live in that world. If companies can profit off of the art of their workers whilst underpaying or firing them to boost profit they will always pick that. And that's exactly what's happening.

Is there anti AI art rhetoric from the Human Artists/Anti AI art movement I disagree with? Yeah. I don't support the intellectual property arguments because corps like Disney won't sue AI bros bc they care about artist rights they do it bc they want full control of their brand and they'll weaponise that against human artists that create anything similar to that too without AI (and like they already did that). I don't hate every single technological thing ever made just bc it has the words 'AI' in it. I will never support the idea that traditional western realism > everything else. I will never support the idea of 'degenerate art'.

That being said, exploitation is exploitation. Companies taking the work of artists without consent and profiting off it whilst underpaying and/or firing those artists is wrong. This is what the main focus should be. "Oh but with these anti AI folks what if companies restrict us from accessing their work?" That's already happening . With or without AI we're stuck in this dutty capitalist society but bc AI art is now a factor it needs to be addressed. Generative AI was never just about artists it bleeds into a consent issue too regardless of industry. Generative images don't just apply to drawings it applies to all imagery including of people. Yes 'but think of the children' is weaponised as a conservative talking point but AI child porn is a problem. Taking people's imagery and voice to create false images of them is a problem. Creating false images and claiming they're real historical documents is a problem. Not being able to tell if the images you see are real is a problem.

I hate the wokewashing of AI. I hate people claiming AI art pictures of Wakandan Black couples or the Slitheen holding a pride flag is supposed to support us little people meanwhile being LGBTQIA, a POC, a woman, disabled, working class etc. already puts barriers on barriers to get into the creative industry bc no one gives a fuck about our work in the 1st place. The creative industry's already crumbling bc of COVID, cost of living and the underfunding of the arts thanks to the tories. If people with masters who've been working for years are getting dropped like hot potatoes what hope is there for the rest of us? I'm rolling my eyes at every single leftist treating AI art as a fun quirky debate meanwhile making fun of the workers they're supposed to care about. Giggling about AI art sticking it to the bourgeois uppity twitter anime artists whilst AI corps rake in millions. Every single silicon valley AI corp doesn't give a fuck about class liberation I promise you. Rich people exist in every industry. There's nothing bourgeois about selling comms bc u can't afford rent and medical bills. Furry artists aren't the bourgeoise can you lot get a fucking grip?

And I'm tired of every clapped false equivalence you lot think is smart. Comparing digital art to AI bc you generally think Ibis Paint or some shit actually makes the art for you. Comparing AI art to photography as if photographers don't pay and credit the models they work with. Comparing AI art to fanart as if fan artists claim ownership of the characters they draw and the media they're from. Comparing AI art to piracy bc u think individual artists are the same as big conglomerates. Comparing being anti ai art to white supremacist moral panics are u clapped? This is what anti-art intellectualism gets us. Art as a product for profit and nothing more. Consume consume consume who cares about the people making it and how we get that end product right?

I'm gonna start softblocking/unfollowing some of u lot and I don't care if I sound extra cus I'm so tired. You can't ethically create false images of people without consent. You can't ethically use workers' labour whilst underpaying them. I don't think any group of workers I don't like deserves to be exploited just bc they said annoying things on the internet. You lot aren't progressives you're anti SJWs with hammers and sickles.

[eldritch-spouse]

I know a lot of people are hating on Cero but I don’t know… I guess throw me in the pit with the other degenerates because a guy King who will pleasure dom me into signing a marriage contract and offer me an unending life of luxury and is kinda obsessed with me umm.. fuck yeah that’s hot!

Sign me up daddy! I mean your majesty 🤭

Plus it sounds like once you give him what he wants, it’ll be fairly reliable you’ll get what you want too.

Want a new wardrobe? Stroke the hell out of his ego! How could you even face the possibility of stepping out the door wearing what you have if you have to stand near him and his glory!?! Honestly it’s too embarrassing! Surely your handsome, stylish, sexy husband can do something to help? Maybe a little trip to the surface with his credit card? You know he really should pick some of the outfits too because he has such impeccable taste 😉

[I think it's more so that it has become popular to shit on him. Whether he deserves it or not, all of them do, it's just that there's more negative content with him because there's been many negative interactions- Generating a certain negative feedback loop.]

See, that right there is like the best outcome of the whole scenario.

A smart Queen reader who knows exactly how to deal with types like Cero.

And the more you do this, the more Cero legitimately yearns to spoil you, the more his walls steadily come down. He may do things that read more earnestly as displays of genuine service because he believes the point has been reached where you won't point it out- That you'll make an excuse and save his pride when Cero does blatantly servile things.

[anghraine]

Hey, I really enjoy your fleshed out backstories on Darcy's family, and I was wondering if you have any thoughts about their origin and history! (ex: I read a really interesting fic where the "first" English Darcy was some sort of knight who received the land he conquered.) Do you have any thoughts on when the Darcy family became distinguished, their ancestry, etc.? I find the Austen contemporary allusion to the real Fitzwilliam family interesting, and was wondering if you think that family's origins also tie into it? So sorry for the rambly text :)

No problem at all! Sorry it's taken me so long to get to this.

First, thanks—I'm glad the pure/nearly pure headcanons are enjoyable, too. I did write a fic sort of like that, actually, longgggg ago (a brief snippet where the English house was basically founded by a Norman knight). I can see quite a few scenarios, though, within the limits of what we know.

This is going to seem like a bit of a tangent, but the interesting thing about the Darcys to me is that the status and consequence they grant Darcy are so overshadowed by the Fitzwilliams in fandom and academia—I think more than in P&P itself. P&P certainly emphasizes the Fitzwilliams more as characters (I do find them more interesting as a family) and the RL referentiality is much more distinct w/ the Fitzwilliams, so it's understandable, but I don't think they're the primary source of Darcy's pride and status in the novel.

In fact, several of the remarks about Darcy's status occur before anyone knows anything about the Fitzwilliams or his connection to them. This is Charlotte before the Fitzwilliam connection is revealed, for instance:

“One cannot wonder that so very fine a young man, with family, fortune, everything in his favour, should think highly of himself.”

I think sometimes the Darcys' position is regarded as "same as the Bennets' but with more money" (I think mainly as an overly sweeping takeaway from Elizabeth's argument with Lady Catherine), but it's noticeable that Charlotte attributes his status to both his fortune and his family's stature.

Here is Elizabeth at Netherfield (again, before anyone knows about the Fitzwilliam connection):

Elizabeth could not help observing, as she turned over some music-books that lay on the instrument, how frequently Mr Darcy’s eyes were fixed on her. She hardly knew how to suppose that she could be an object of admiration to so great a man

She clearly doesn't mean greatness of character, but his status as Mr Darcy of Pemberley, and she clearly feels a sense of pretty profound social inequality here, to the point that even setting aside the insult, she can't really think he'd even look twice at her. It doesn't make her deferential(lol) or lack self-respect or self-esteem—it's more of a pragmatic sense of the disparity of their positions within their class, fundamentally determined by their fathers' families.

It's Wickham who reveals the Fitzwilliam connection, but Wickham also associates Darcy's pride with the Darcys/Pemberley:

“Yes,” replied Wickham; “his estate there [Derbyshire] is a noble one. A clear ten thousand per annum.”

“Yes; it [pride] has often led him to be liberal and generous; to give his money freely, to display hospitality, to assist his tenants, and relieve the poor. Family pride, and filial pride, for he is very proud of what his father was, have done this. Not to appear to disgrace his family, to degenerate from the popular qualities, or lose the influence of the Pemberley House, is a powerful motive.”

Despite Wickham going on to talk about Lady Catherine and Lady Anne, Pemberley's aristocratic scale and the late Mr Darcy's moral character and the Darcys' popularity and influence are all linked together in his account. Now, this is Wickham, so the degree to which that's true is debatable, but it certainly doesn't contradict the treatment elsewhere.

Interestingly, he also suggests that part of Lady Catherine's status comes from Darcy's and not only the other way around. Lady Catherine would likely disagree, lol, but she does have some respect for the Darcys and de Bourghs:

“They [Darcy and Anne de Bourgh] are descended, on the maternal side, from the same noble line; and, on the father’s, from respectable, honourable, and ancient, though untitled, families. Their fortune on both sides is splendid. They are destined for each other by the voice of every member of their respective houses; and what is to divide them?—the upstart pretensions of a young woman without family, connections, or fortune!”

The lack of title is certainly worth mentioning for her, but the support of the Darcys and de Bourghs matters to her, a contrast to her perception of Elizabeth's family as basically not worth mentioning. She cares about the reputation and age of the Darcy and de Bourgh families as well as the titled status of the Fitzwilliams (and earlier, she attributed Georgiana's status to both sides of her family).

I argued in one of my other posts that there's no particular reason to assume that Lady Anne's marriage to a non-peer was a love match rather than an alliance that suited Fitzwilliam interests, given what we hear about the Darcys and given Lady Catherine's marriage into a very similar family. Both sisters marrying into old money, old-influence families looks to me like the Fitzwilliams were getting something out of it and not only the other way around. And Lady Catherine's respect for the ancientry of the Darcys and de Bourghs and the importance she sees in being backed by them fits pretty well with that to me.

So. My headcanon is that the Darcys are a prominent, powerful family in their own right and the connection to the Fitzwilliams was mutually beneficial. Moreover, I think all indication is that their prominence and influence is very well-established, perhaps longer and more securely than the Fitzwilliams'. Both the Darcys and de Bourghs have French-origin names, so given how similar their backgrounds seem to be, the kind of obvious assumption would be that both originated as Anglo-Norman families.

We don't know that for sure, though—they might not have been particularly significant that far back and risen to power sometime later. Mr Bennet does suggest to Mr Collins that Darcy has more to bestow than Lady Catherine does and Pemberley itself seems to be older, architecturally. Rosings is a modern house given to a certain amount of tasteless splendour and Lady Catherine's husband had the windows installed personally, while Pemberley's features seem to be mainly Elizabethan or Jacobean and are described as more elegant. We also know that Darcy's father owned multiple estates.

So it may be that the Darcys have a bit of an advantage over the de Bourghs in terms of how much influence and consequence they have and how long they've had it (though this is by no means sure). And it is intriguing that the nephew Lady Catherine earmarked for her daughter at birth was untitled Darcy rather than any of the others—I've kind of wondered if there was something other than simple wealth that she wanted for Anne and which none of her other nephews could provide.

This is long and meandering! But anyway, my personal headcanon is that the Darcys have been established in the Pemberley area for a really long time, and were reasonably prosperous and influential in their area from early on, but in a much more local way at first. Over time, they acquired more and more land and influence and status through politics and generally very pragmatic alliances through marriage, and had become fairly wealthy and influential by Elizabeth I's time. I imagine that the Tudor-/early Stuart-era Darcys very carefully navigated the political winds of their times and came out really well, with the resources to either drastically overhaul their manor-house or simply build the Pemberley we see from the ground up.

They were even more cautious wrt the civil war but managed to get through well enough, and have basically been on the way up ever since. They're political allies of their ducal neighbors but I kind of imagine there's a long tradition of finding the Cavendishes deeply annoying and somewhat tacky. At any rate, Mr Darcy's marriage to an earl's daughter was quite satisfactory for the Darcys in general, but not unprecedented, and Lady Anne was generally considered to have married a bit better than Lady Catherine.

[nasty-dog]

hello, i am null. will also respond to most dog-related terms. twenty-five, bi transmasc (he), two years hrt. sub-leaning vers. mdni.

i consider my subservience to be akin with a working dog's temperament. i will serve loyally and complete tasks for my master without hesitation, so long as my nature and boundaries as an animal are respected

asks are open, send threats or detailed screeds of how you'd use something like me, if you'd like. dms ok but replies will likely be slow. i can't send pics. more below.

things i'm into

r@pe/cnc, facefucking, somno, fauxcest (particularly older brother on younger sibling), degradation, necro/snuff, petplay (dog, wolf, or rabbit), intox, scent kink, stalking/kidnapping, forcemasc, watersports, free use, dacryphillia, objectification, voyeurism, roachification

i'm also curious about political play, but haven't fleshed out what i think I'd want yet. i am intrigued by and enamored with chasers. especially if you fit that greasy neet/hikkikomori, degenerate stereotype in some way. really into loser perverted older siblings in general

soft limits

degradation based on being trans (not detrans outright), ageplay (depends on the scenario)

hard limits

scat, diapers, weight-based humiliation, feederism, raceplay, "k9", encouraging real and harmful actions

terms

masc terms preferred. cunt/pussy and tits are okay to use for anatomy though.

i follow from a blog that has the same initials as "soul silver"

[self-winding]

I generally don't like to accuse people of "sealioning" or "concern trolling" because I think it's often used as a too-glib way to dismiss any opposing perspective, but man am I tempted to reach for those words every time I see feminists lecturing fujoshi to "interrogate their biases" around their sexuality, or implying that the reason they're romantically and sexually attracted to m/m scenarios specifically must involve internalized misogyny.

Because they realize it's gauche to outright scold people for their sexuality, the lecturers will usually take a more softball approach of saying they're "just asking questions" or just trying to get people to "think about their preferences." As if most of us haven't spent years or decades doing just that.

Most non-male people who like m/m fiction have, at some point, been called weirdos and creeps and degenerates by various social factions, from garden-variety homophobes to feminists who are angry about fiction that doesn't put women in the spotlight. Most of us (particularly the older ones who've been reading/writing m/m since the '90s or early '00s) were never given the option of feeling normal. We've all written essays arguing for the validity of our existence, and it never stops other people from continually interrogating it. Even posts like the one I'm making now are old hat, because this conversation has been had so. Many. Times. And yet I keep seeing this "we just want m/m enthusiasts to acknowledge the reality that misogyny is a pervasive force in every layer of etc. etc." "We're just asking questions." "I'd just like to gently interrogate..."

It's tiresome. It's old. It's tone-deaf and condescending and disrespectful.

We're here. We're not going away. Get used to it.

[sittingonfilm]

How To Cope When Mental Illness Shuts Down Our Minds

"It may sound odd or impolite to suggest that most of us, when we are in the grip of mental illness, are no longer capable of thinking. That’s not how it feels, of course. From the inside the inside, our minds have probably never felt so busy and so focused.

"From the moment we wake up in panic and self-disgust, we are ruminating, pondering, exploring catastrophic scenarios, scanning our past, attacking ourselves for things we have done and not done, questioning. We may rub our temples to cool them down and when eventually we fall asleep, we are exhausted by the marathons our thoughts have run inside us. Nevertheless, we may still want to insist (for the kindest and most redemptive of reasons) that we have not been thinking at all, that none of this hive of activity deserves the title of thinking; it is just illness.

"To be mentally ill is to be swamped by secretions of fear, self-hatred and despair that – like surging seawater through a pumping station control desk – knock out all our higher faculties, all our normal ability to sensibly distinguish one thing from another, to find perspective, to weigh arguments judiciously, to see the wood for the trees, to correctly assess danger, to plan realistically for the future, to determine risks and opportunities, and, most importantly, to be kind and generous to ourselves.

"None of these faculties function any longer, but – and this is the true nastiness of the illness – we are never and nowhere alerted to our loss. We are both very ill and very unaware. It looks as though we are continuing to think as we have always done – with all the usual intelligence and reliability – but that we just have a lot more to worry about.

"Nowhere along the way does our mind generously tell us that it has begun to look at reality through a distorted lens, that it has – at some point in the day – to all effects, stopped working. No bell goes off, no hazard lights start to flash. The mind merely insists that it is giving us all the normal readings, and that we have objectively entered hell.

"Yet the truth is that we have lost command of about a third of our minds and are pulling together our ideas from the most degenerate, traumatized, unreliable and vicious aspects of ourselves.

It’s as if a group of terrorists had donned white coats and were impersonating prestigious scientists in order to lay out a set of vicious theories and prognoses.

"Once we have been through a few cycles of distorted thinking and recovered contact with reality, we should do ourselves the kindness of accepting that – on an intermittent basis – we will lose command of our higher faculties and that there is nothing embarrassing in recognizing the possibility and accommodating ourselves to it very carefully. This is the nature of an illness around which we will need to take the greatest care.

"We should start to get better at detecting when illness might be drawing in on us, what the triggers for it might be. Then when it is upon us, we should do and decide nothing. We shouldn’t start to send emails, deliver judgement on our lives or plan for the future. We should – as much as possible – stop all mental activity and rest. We might listen to music, have a long bath, watch something untaxing on television and perhaps take a calming pill.

"We should also try to plug our brain into that of someone else, to benefit from their greater powers of reason. We should have a trusted friend or therapist whom we can call on at such moments and ask them if they might re-calibrate and regulate our thoughts with an injection of their wisdom and insight. We should willingly put them in charge of determining how things are for us: they should be allowed to tell us what we are worth, what we have done, what there is to worry about – and we should do our best to discount the contrary, doom-laden signals that come from inside us.

"We may have grown up with the idea that so long as we are conscious, our minds will be working optimally. But mental illness teaches us a more complicated lesson: our higher faculties (those that give us access to reality) are extremely vulnerable and perilously prone to shut down under the sway of our emotional complexities – and to do so without telling us. We should strive to become thinkers who recognize when they are no longer able to think."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ⟡ 🌑 ⟡ ˚｡ ･ ───

[Transcript obtained from video posted on YouTube.]

[rossumsautorepair]

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[alfgifu]

Fic analysis 36. Falling

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51677317

Word count: 7,263

Chapters: 1

First posted: 18th November 2023 

Summary: 

Kip curled at the edge of the great bed of the Emperor of Astandalas and wondered why his stomach still lurched as though he were falling.

It was nothing physical. The surface of the bed was secure beneath him, the coverlet warm, the pillows astonishingly comfortable.

He had not known what to expect when he asked the Emperor to continue this pretence of taking him as a concubine. All he knew was that there was a danger to himself, his home, and his family if the nobility of the Empire saw him rejected by the Sun-on-Earth. And so Kip had asked, and the Emperor had agreed.

How and why this came about

The evil!household fics were mostly written out of order and bouncing off one another. We had created a collaborative timeline of events, drawing out incidents that might be interesting in this scenario.

Falling didn’t appear on that list. It was a spontaneous response to the prompt challenge on the theme of falling, shaped by the stress caused by a real-life work situation where I felt like I had little control over events.

I wrote it fairly fast, and decided to post One final gift partly so that the ground was cleared for this and to share more of the developing evil!household genre with the wider fandom.

What worked and what didn’t

The important point of this part of the story is how smothering and confusing Kip’s experience is, how the expectations and machinery of the imperial household immediately begin to pressure him into becoming a person that Astandalas expects to see, and how little agency he has. At the same time I wanted to show that his Radiancy would not be able to see what was happening, would only get information from and about Kip as mediated by his ever-present household, and would be shaping Kip’s reactions without really knowing what they were.

I think I achieved the first part of the premise better than the second part. This story only has Kip’s point of view which makes it easy to see how disoriented he is and the terrible impact of the way the courtiers treat him. We see what amounts to a betrayal from his Radiancy and we don’t see how it looks from the perspective of the Sun-on-Earth, who also feels trapped and helpless in this situation.

What I learned from writing it

I had some trouble with the tenses in this story, since it’s all told as a flashback from the end of Kip’s first full day as his Radiancy’s concubine. I have since avoided writing anything that has to be all cast in the pluperfect - or at least, avoided doing so for several thousand words like this!

This series in general was also the first time I wrote slow-burn kink. The various sex scenes I’d written up to this point for one reason or another were relatively direct. Here there is an element of uncertainty about whether a single blow on the buttocks is, in fact, a sex thing; Kip certainly isn’t thinking of it in those terms, even if every other person in the room is. Over the next few months in evil!household and in other stories I experimented more with different dynamics, paces, and implications for sex and sex-related scenes.

A few months ago I couldn’t even spell degenerate pornographer and now I…

[dog-braces]

Preventing Injury Before It Starts: The Untold Benefits of Dog Knee Braces

Imagine your dog, happily bounding through the park, tail wagging, enjoying the freedom of play. Suddenly, you see a slight misstep, a limp, and your heart skips a beat. You rush over, worried about an injury. Fortunately, for many dogs, this scenario can be prevented before it even happens. Enter the dog knee brace—an unsung hero in the world of canine care.

Dog knee injuries, particularly in breeds prone to conditions like luxating patellas or cranial cruciate ligament (CCL) tears, are more common than you might think. According to the American Kennel Club, CCL injuries alone affect up to 20% of dogs, with larger breeds being especially susceptible. The emotional toll of watching your dog struggle, coupled with the financial strain of treatment, can be overwhelming. But there’s good news: knee braces for dogs offer a preventive solution that many pet owners overlook.

The Unspoken Power of Prevention

When we think about knee braces for dogs, most of us imagine them as a reactive measure—something you use after an injury has occurred. However, using a dog knee brace as a preventive tool can save you from countless heartaches and vet bills down the road. Many dog owners don’t realize that braces can help avoid future injuries by providing stability, support, and alignment to the joints, especially in at-risk dogs.

Take, for example, large breeds like the German Shepherd or Labrador Retriever, which are known for being prone to knee issues. These dogs are not just large in size, but also in their activity level, and constant wear on the knee joints can quickly lead to degeneration or tears. By utilizing a custom dog knee brace early on, you can help reduce the chances of these injuries happening in the first place.

The Role of Dog Knee Braces in Active Lifestyles

If your dog enjoys activities like hiking, running, or agility training, knee braces could be a game-changer. Think of them like athletic wear for your dog—providing extra support during vigorous activities. For example, dogs involved in agility sports experience high-impact movements that put tremendous stress on their knees. A dog brace not only minimizes this strain but can also enhance performance by stabilizing the knee joint and ensuring that the ligaments and tendons are less likely to overextend.

Moreover, preventative knee braces can assist in managing pain in older dogs with arthritis or joint stiffness. Studies show that chronic conditions such as arthritis can contribute to the gradual breakdown of knee joints, and a knee brace for dogs can help reduce inflammation and ease discomfort, allowing your dog to maintain mobility and enjoy life longer.

How Do Dog Knee Braces Work?

Dog knee braces work by providing external support and stabilizing the joint to prevent abnormal movement. They are designed to limit hyperextension, keep the knee in proper alignment, and reduce any undue stress on the tendons. For example, braces for luxating patella (a common condition where the kneecap dislocates) can prevent the knee from slipping out of place.

These dog braces often come with adjustable straps to ensure a snug fit, and some models even feature a padded interior to enhance comfort. But not all braces are created equal—custom dog braces are often more effective than generic, off-the-shelf options because they are tailored to the specific measurements of your dog’s body. A custom fit can ensure that the brace stays in place and offers the maximum level of support without causing irritation or discomfort.

The Big Picture: Preventing Injury for a Healthier Future

Preventing knee injuries before they happen is more than just a precautionary measure; it’s an investment in your dog’s future. A dog knee brace helps prevent long-term damage that can result from untreated injuries. This is especially critical in breeds like Bulldogs and Chihuahuas, which are also prone to conditions like patellar luxation and ligament damage.

Moreover, the benefits of using a knee brace go beyond injury prevention. Keeping your dog active, pain-free, and mobile not only improves their quality of life but also strengthens the bond between you and your pet. By using a knee brace, you're taking a proactive step to ensure your dog remains a happy, energetic companion for years to come.

Stats to Consider

Up to 20% of dogs suffer from knee injuries, particularly affecting large and active breeds. (American Kennel Club)

Studies show that knee braces can reduce the risk of future injuries by up to 60% in at-risk dogs. (Veterinary Surgery Journal)

Dogs using knee braces after surgery have shown 35% faster recovery rates compared to those without them. (Journal of Orthopedic Surgery)

Conclusion

When it comes to your dog’s health, prevention is always better than cure. A dog knee brace isn’t just a treatment for injuries—it’s a forward-thinking tool that can help your dog live an active, pain-free life. Whether you're dealing with a pup prone to joint problems or an active dog that loves outdoor adventures, a dog knee brace can make all the difference. So, the next time you think about your dog’s health and well-being, consider the power of prevention. After all, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure—and your dog deserves it.

[luxuryofgrey]

A Visitor to a Museum by Konstantin Lopushansky (1989)

Yes I read that the director Lopushansky had worked with Tarkovsky before which did form a preconception in my head but I’m glad I didn’t pay much attention to that because even though the soul of the film was almost as honest as Tarkovskys, it was so much different from his work for sure. I read a few reviews of people where one said that the film for them defines hope and that even in the worst scenarios, something good can be brought out. One talked about the films association with religion and god.

I think for me the film in general just talks about the feeling of something absolutely opposite of hope. Sorrow or grief of realizing that the one hope you had is not real and that nothing can save the world from the reality of hell created by man itself. The ‘pure’ don’t believe in god but rather in science. They differentiate between themselves and the ‘degenerate’ with a feel of superiority and shun them to the edges because of their disabilities. They use their brains to believe in science and sugarcoat the rubbles of the post apocalyptic landscape as a “heap of goods”. The degenerates however look the world as “trash heap” and believe in god from whom they beg to be “let out”. On one hand the movie shows the existence of man who solely believes in science, who has created a pile of dead bodies and deranged scapes and on the other hand is the existence of man who solely believes in god but is himself disabled in some way or the other. A nameless tourist who seems to be a part of the ‘pure’ ends up accepting the fails of science and turns to the only other option left for him, god. Once touching his perception of the solution, we see him not being able to completely gain the mercy he thought his prayers could get him and in the end we see that long shot of him stumbling on the ruins of science screaming and looking up towards his unanswering ‘lord’ until he merges in the horizon as the sun shines like it always does without any reactions to the man.

What makes me respect this film is that we see what probably Lopushansky has the answer to his questions of 'what is life' and that is that he is still clueless but with the acceptance that god and science are at least not the answer. I think that is particularly what sets the film so far away from Tarkovsky because no matter how many hardships the subjects of Tarkovsky faces, they always land on faith and have some hope. His answer is always god. But Lopushansky has no answer. And he provides that thought, that dilemma and that disappointment in this film and in that last long shot.

Lastly, I think what sets this film further apart from Tarkovsky are the compositions in the frames. In every Tarkovsky film there will always be certain amount of shots, no matter how many, which will make you pause and savor, which might make you gasp or just feel tha warmth in your chest. But I think one thing I couldn't find in this film were definitely the out-of-the-world compositions and placements which would just blow my mind away and not that it's an issue but it just makes me fall in love and respect Tarkovsky's genius even more.

All in all, I absolutely loved the film. I think it was yes a bit hard to watch because the low quality of youtube but it was truly worth every second regardless.

[three--rings]

While writing today I was thinking...so I was writing something kinky, something that I find personally quite hot and that fit with the characters and scenario.  But I hesitated because...well I imagined people objecting to it on the grounds that it would be a Bad Idea to do In Real Life. 

And specifically, it reminds me of specific criticism I’ve heard leveled at the 50 Shades books.   And like, first of all I’m not here to defends 50 Shades, for one thing it would be really hard to do since I’ve never read them or seen any of the movies.  But also I’ve always thought some of the criticism they receive is unnecessarily harsh.  (Not all of it.  Just some.)

Because to me, a lot of people seem to really be unable to approach a work of fiction, and IN PARTICULAR a work about sex without pretending it is 100% Real.  And they direct their criticism accordingly: can you imagine doing this in real life, omg you would be arrested omg perverts omg sex crime omg dirtybadwrong.  

And like people never seem to stop and consider that...fiction is fantasy.  A safe exploration of ideas that are either unfeasible or impractical to enact in the real world.  I don’t care if your fantasy is being a pirate on the high seas or getting railed behind a supermarket, they are both impractical and full of moral, ethical and legal problems. 

But people act like, yanno exploring one of these things in fantasy is fine and the other is a sign that you’re a Secret Degenerate.  That you Don’t Understand That This Would Be Wrong. 

But like, I was brought face to face with this today, writing something that I’m very aware is at the least Extremely Morally Dubious in a real world context.  But writing it anyway because it’s hot to me and what the fuck is smutty fanfic for if NOT exploring these things safely.

And I just feel like so much of Media Criticism these days, especially of the tiktok/youtube variety, though I enjoy snarking at shitty things as much as the next person, but so much of it is pearl-clutching about fiction being unrealistic.  That if this Fictional Scenario Was Real it would be bad and unhealthy and dangerous and like, it’s always about the romance tho, isn’t it.  It’s rarely about how actually you’d get gangrene from that wound without antibiotics or whatever. 

And I’m really tired of this idea that Fiction for Women is bad because the audience is Too Stupid to tell the difference between fiction and reality.   And sometimes it’s about YA, and the argument is they’re too young.  Okay, fine.  But like, again, are you focusing on the bad advice about surviving in a wilderness or or you focusing on the unrealistic romances?

So yeah, I don’t know.  I think it’s important to acknowledge that fiction sometimes appeals exactly for the fact that it doesn’t follow the same rules as the real world.  That people can have something in fiction they wouldn’t want in the real world.  That, in fact, fiction is the appropriate place for that to happen. 

I don’t know, this isn’t coherent.  But I’m so tired of this argument that I see about oh people are too stupid to tell the difference between Art and Escapism and it’s all the fault of fanfiction and Dumb Media and like I think actually most people can tell the difference between indulgent media and stuff that’s supposed to be gritty realism but it’s armchair critics who equate everything to the same level of Depiction is Endorsement.  And unfortunately this has been the dominate form of internet media criticism for long enough that it’s all an entire generation has been exposed to. 

And as someone who writes indulgent smut on the regular and also has a degree in literature and psychology, like actually I’m not at all confused about the line between fiction and reality thanks.