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the fact that fat people are made to feel bad about everything down to how loud or hard they are breathing says a lot about this society

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dance of the moonlight jellies

aka drew a scene from my own fanfic yippeee

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More under cut

Bonus:

GET SOME THERAPY

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did you guys know about this oc stuff. you can just make a guy. big if true

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Working at the sex shop really did rewire my brain. There was basically no topic that was too taboo to talk about, and what little propriety I’d had evaporated. I’d be out walking and chatting with friends about erotica I’d had to read that day only to be shushed and realize people were staring at me.

It always struck me as a little bit silly but I learned to curb myself for others comfort levels. Mostly.

But I have one distinct memory of decorating holiday cookies with my parents and my grandmother. My mom had worked in a sex shop back in her day, and I never hid my line of work from my family, so I was telling a work story.

I was conscious that my dad was slightly more sensitive, so I was using pretty broad descriptions, but I happened to mention silicone lube and my nana asked, “What’s that?”

I went into full sales mode. Focused on the little reindeer cookie I was decorating I started info dumping, “Oh, it’s pretty great. Water based lubricants get absorbed through vaginal mucous membranes, but silicone is too dense and our body can’t absorb it the same way. So once you apply some silicone you never have to worry about chafing, and a little goes a long way. It’s especially popular with older women, because they start producing less natural lubricant and absorb water based lubes so quickly.”

There was a silent beat after this statement.

I looked up.

My mom and grandmother were looking at me with rapt attention, and I belatedly realized I was addressing two older women who probably would welcome extra lubrication.

And then there was my dad, blushing so pink with embarrassment that I thought he was about to faint.

“I can talk about something else,” I offered in apology to my dad.

“Like hell! He can go in the other room, tell me more!” My nana declared. My dad scampered off to busy himself in another room while I answered their questions and talked about brands and pricing.

I slipped them each a small bottle of silicone lube for the holidays.

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first tweet is felt deeply by me everyday. retweet with comment under big ship - brian eno is going to make me fall to my knees

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no one supports you like an internet friend you never met

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Need more stories of a young Clark Kent who has difficulties controlling his powers/anger (:

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Franziska Von Karma and Azula would get along great I fear, shout out to angry violent prodigy teenage girls who's mothers abandon them and fathers pitted them against their older brothers

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copper my beloved

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obviously i love jhutch and im usually very quick to defend his overly enthusiastic allyship in the 2010s because a) i do genuinely think he cares about lgbt rights and b) i was in highschool in the 2010s, i remember how huge it was for a famous person to be even slightly supportive of lgbt people, let alone doing actual charity work

but some of the things he said were unfortunately extremely funny in hindsight

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missing somebody you never knew

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Height gap romance except the shorter one is frequently depicted in situations where they are contextually taller. The taller one sitting while the shorter one looms over them. Both of them lying in bed with the taller one’s head pressed to the shorter one’s chest. The shorter one straddling the taller one’s lap and leaning down for a kiss. The taller one on their knees as the shorter one tilts their head up. Please, it makes me go feral