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#OTD in 1878 – Birth of Irish women’s rights activist, Margaret (Gretta) Cousins, in Boyle, Co Roscommon.

Margaret (Gretta) Cousins, theosophist and feminist, was born Margaret Gillespie, daughter of a law clerk, in Boyle, Co Roscommon, and lived out her commitments on two continents. She took a music degree in Dublin in 1902, marrying James Cousins in 1903. She worked as a part-time music teacher, and joined him as a vegetarian, theosophist and medium, among Dublin’s literary circles. This activism…

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Tata Steel Hosts AIWC Walkathon at JRD Tata Sports Complex

Over 40 participants join health initiative organized by AIWC and Tata Steel • AIWC Walkathon promotes health and wellness at JRD Tata Sports Complex • Event features Zumba session, 2.4 km walk, and cool-down activities • Tata Steel reaffirms commitment to community development initiatives JAMSHEDPUR – A vibrant health and wellness initiative, the AIWC Walkathon, brought together over 40…

[workersolidarity]

[ 📹 Despite the widespread destruction caused by the Israeli genocide, ongoing in the Gaza Strip, and despite the Zionist entity's destruction of all Mosques in Gaza, the resilience and determination of Palestinians, strong in their Muslim faith, cannot be diminished as a Palestinian man calls for morning prayers while standing stop the rubble of demolished homes in the city of Khan Yunis, south of Gaza. ]

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261 DAYS OF ISRAELI GENOCIDE IN GAZA: INDIA PROVIDING MUNITIONS TO THE ZIONIST ENTITY SINCE START OF WAR, PROTESTS GRIP TEL AVIV, NETANYAHU CLAIMS US DECREASES WEAPONS SUPPLIES, UNRWA: 69% OF SCHOOLS HOUSING DISPLACED PALESTINIANS HAVE BEEN BOMBED, GENOCIDE GOES ON

On 261st day of the Israeli occupation's ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the Israeli occupation forces (IOF) committed a total of 3 new massacres of Palestinian families, resulting in the deaths of no less than 47 Palestinian civilians, mostly women and children, while another 121 others were wounded over the previous 24-hours.

It should be noted that as a result of the constant Israeli bombardment of Gaza's healthcare system, infrastructure, residential and commercial buildings, local paramedic and civil defense crews are unable to recover countless hundreds, even thousands, of victims who remain trapped under the rubble, or who's bodies remain strewn across the streets of Gaza.

This leaves the official death toll vastly undercounted as Gaza's healthcare officials are unable to accurately tally those killed and maimed in this genocide, which must be kept in mind when considering the scale of the mass murder.

The Zionist entity has sent Defense Minister Yoav Gallant to the United States on a reconciliation tour after video released by the occupation Prime Minister, Benjamin Netanyahu, over the weekend accused the United States of decreasing weapons transfers to the Israeli occupation army.

Gallant will meet with senior Biden administration officials to discuss security issues, including the slow down of arms transfers to the Zionist entity, while the US administration continues to express concern over a planned visit by Netanyahu where he will give a speech before the United States Congress.

According to reporting in the Hebrew media, the Biden administration remains concerned that the Israeli Prime Minister could attack the administration during his speech before Congress for the supposed slow-down of arms transfers, which the White House still denies.

Despite intense push-back from the Biden administration, Netanyahu stuck by his criticisms at a Cabinet meeting on Sunday, continuing to accuse the US administration of slow-rolling munitions sales to the Zionist entity.

"Netanyahu's video was puzzling, to say the least," said John Kirby, spokesman for the National Security Council at the White House, speaking at a press conference on Saturday.

"We did not know that this video would be published, and the statements made in it disturb and disappoint the United States, especially considering that no other country is doing more than us to help Israel defend itself against the threat of Hamas. Netanyahu's statements about the supply of weapons were incorrect. Israel will not be harmed by our new priorities," Kirby added.

Meanwhile, back at home, the Netanyahu administration endures large-scale protests calling for a hostage exchange deal to be settled, with tens of thousands of Israelis spilling out onto the streets of Tel Aviv on Saturday night.

Organizers said it was the largest anti-government protest to date, while video from the protests showed violent police suppression, some on horseback, with dozens arrested during the night after the protesters blocked the city's main highway.

Protesters say they demand their government negotiate a hostage exchange deal, even if it means ending the war in the Gaza Strip.

On October 7th, 2023, Palestinian resistance factions broke out of the outdoor prison that is the Gaza Strip, raiding Israeli settlements and taking approximately 120 hostages back to the enclave.

By some estimates, just 50 of those hostages remain alive after 9 months of Israeli bombardment of the Gaza Strip, which according to the Hamas resistance group, has killed roughly half of the hostages.

Meanwhile, as the Israeli assault on the Gaza Strip continues, the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestinian refugees (UNRWA) has issued a statement declaring that 69% of the UNRWA schools in Gaza that housed displaced Palestinian families during the war have been bombed by the Israeli occupation army, leaving them either destroyed or partially damaged.

The UNRWA made the announcement via its account on the social media platform X, stating that according to the Global Education Cluster, an educational organization affiliated with UNICEF, "69% of school buildings where displaced families were seeking shelter have been directly hit or damaged."

"This blatant disregard of humanitarian law must stop. We need a ceasefire now," UNRWA added.

In other news, according to the Hebrew media site Yedioth Ahronoth (Ynet), India has been providing the Israeli occupation with munitions since the very start of the war in Gaza, delivering countless tons of military aid to the Zionist army.

"India stands firm in its support of Israel amid the war in Gaza and supplies it with advanced drones made in the country despite growing Pro-Palestinian calls from its Muslim demographic," the Ynet article states.

According to the article, back in May, Spanish authorities prevented an Indian ship carrying over 27 tons of munitions destined for the ports of occupied Palestine from docking at the port of Cartagena in southeast Spain.

"The incident highlights the fact that India has been providing significant military assistance to Israel since October 7th," Ynet said in the piece.

Back in February, the Indian media reported that India was supplying the Israeli entity with advanced Hermes 900 drones, which are manufactured in the Indian city of Hyderabad.

Ynet says the Indian media reported that the factory, which was established by the Zionist entity to supply the Hermes drones to the Indian military, converted at least 20 of the drones specifically for the occupation army due to a shortage resulting from the war in Gaza.

Meanwhile, the Zionist entity continues its genocide against the Palestinian population of the Gaza Strip, slaughtering civilians by the hundreds each week and obliterating the enclave's medical and public infrastructure.

On Sunday morning, June 23rd, local media reported that at least 5 Palestinian civilians were killed as a result of the Israeli occupation's bombardment of central and western Gaza City.

In one of the incidents, a correspondant with Palestinian news agency WAFA reported that Zionist warplanes bombed a residential building near the Al-Jawhara Tower in central Gaza City, resulting in the deaths of 3 Palestinians and wounding several others, including women and children.

Similarly, two civilians were killed, and a number of others injured, as a result of an Israeli air raid targeting a residential house in the Al-Shati Refugee Camp, also known as the Beach Camp, west of Gaza City.

Additionally, the Israeli occupation army intermittently bombed the center and south of Rafah, in the southern Gaza Strip.

As a result of the Israeli occupation's ongoing bombardment of residential neighborhoods of Gaza City, at least 43 Palestinians were killed on Saturday according to local healthcare sources, while scores of others were wounded in Zionist airstrikes and artillery shelling.

The mass murder continued when the Israeli occupation forces on Sunday bombed a residential house in the Al-Sabra neighborhood, south of Gaza City, massacreing 8 civilians and wounding dozens of others.

Simultaneously, the Israeli occupation army also used a drone to bomb a gathering of civilians near the power station north of the Nuseirat Refugee Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, killing two Palestinians and injuring several others.

Similarly, Zionist artillery shelling pummeled the western and southern neighborhoods of Rafah, south of Gaza, while Zionist soldiers detonated a number of residential buildings in the Brazil neighborhood, south of Rafah, continuing the systematic destruction of residential areas of the city after deconstructing nearly the entire Saudi neighborhood.

According to local reports, in the city of Rafah, the Israeli occupation forces have destroyed hundreds of homes in the Saudi neighborhood in the west and center of the city, detonating entire residential squares using explosives.

The Israeli occupation's massacres and atrocities continued with the Zionist army's bombing of the main eastern gate for the headquarters of the UNRWA, southwest of Gaza City, slaughtering at least 5 civilians and wounding 7 others.

According to local reporting, Zionist warplanes targeted the guard room at the main eastern gate for the UNRWA headquarters in the Tal al-Hawa neighborhood, southwest of Gaza City, resulting in the deaths of 5 Palestinians, some of whom were "dismembered" by the attack, and also wounding 7 others, including women and children who were transported to Al-Ahli Baptist Hospital in the city.

Prior to publishing, another news alert was issued by WAFA News Agency, reporting that the Zionist army had bombed in the vicinity of the tents of displaced Palestinian families near the Vocational Training College of the UNRWA, west of Gaza City, murdering at least 8 Palestinians.

Another strike by the Israeli occupation forces targeted residential areas of the Al-Sabra neighborhood, south of Gaza City, killing 9 more civilians and wounding several others.

According to local Civil Defense crews, rescue efforts recovered the bodies of 3 Palestinians and several wounded civilians as a result of Zionist fighter jets that bombed a residential house belonging to the Ja'rour family, in the vicinity of the Dabit area of central Gaza City.

Meanwhile, in the Bureij Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, a female Palestinian civilian was killed, and several others wounded, as a result of an Israeli occupation airstrike on the "Meet" family home in the Camp, while another strike on a group of civilians in the Nuseirat Camp killed one Palestinian and wounded a number of others.

As a result of the Israeli occupation's ongoing war of extermination in the Gaza Strip, the infinitely rising death toll now exceeds 37'598 Palestinians killed, including upwards of 10'000 women and over 15'000 children, while another 86'032 othrrs have been wounded as a result of the current round of Zionist aggression, beginning with the events of October 7th, 2023.

June 23rd, 2024

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[caparrucia]

I've gotten quite a few new followers recently, so I think one of my posts broke containment...

Lemme just.

Take a few proverbial shots in the air:

Trans rights are human rights.

Transmen are men, but they exist within the transphobic clutches of the patriarchy and pretending they have "male privilege" instead of being punished for failing to conform to toxic masculinity makes you sound like someone who's never been in touch with the community IRL.

Trans women are women! They're not inherently predatory and if such a thing as "male socialization" exists, it does not confer them power, but rather punishes them for failing to perform masculinity.

Nonbinary, genderqueer and genderfluid are distinct, valid and separate identities that often overlap but which do not constitute a "third gender" around which to build another stupid gender dichotomy.

Queer is not a slur, it's an umbrella term. If you do not wish to belong to the queer community that is your prerogative, but you do not get to tell MY community that we shouldn't exist because our language makes you uncomfortable.

Acephobia is fucking pathetic and you're a pathetic dork for committing it. Aces, Aros and Demis belong in the Queer community and their struggles are no less real because you want to be a dick about it.

I'm not American. The fact I'm forced to know and keep up with American politics while the average American pretends my country is either a tourist attraction or a humanitarian crisis zone, is in fact a sign of American colonialism and I'm not going to sugar coat it if it makes you uncomfortable to be reminded of it.

Mexican Americans are not Mexican. They're American, with Mexican ancestry. If you center their voices over my own people's when speaking about my own country, I will fucking fist-fight you.

Race is not a game of rock-paper-scissors and intersectionality is not about keeping score about whose opinions are deemed blanket correct without a second thought.

People's existence is not in itself an act of activism, so for the love of fuck, stop being weird to strangers who are just vibing and calling them "brave" and "inspirational" just because they allow themselves to exist in public. You sound like a tool.

Israel is committing a genocide. It is not antisemitic to point out that Israel is in fact doing a genocide. The solution to Israel committing a genocide is not to be antisemitic.

There are in fact several genocides currently on going: Sudan, Ukraine, Nigeria, Afghanistan, Syria, North Korea, Myanmar, India, China, Ethiopia and Congo, just to name a few. It is not racist to point it out. But it is racist to reduce any of them to merely a snarky remark in an attempt to prove how not racist you are. It is extra racist to say "other genocides" without acknowledging them specifically.

There's still hasn't been a situation where siding with the people committing the genocide turned out to be the right choice.

There's no such thing as a funny genocide joke.

No, not even that one. It's a genocide, it is inherently unfunny and if you consider that a challenge, you have lost the plot.

Primarily, though, this is a fandom blog.

Fandom is not activism and if you think it is, you owe me fucking reparations for the stupidity. If you argue about the well-being of fictional characters at the cost of real people, we're gonna have problems.

Neither you nor I are obligated to make every part of our presence online about the human rights violation of the hour. It's okay if you curate a space that exists only to make you feel better. This is my feel better corner. I will talk about things that are important to me, but that doesn't mean I'm obligated to talk about all the things that are important to me.

I reblog art I like, tumblr posts I find funny, the occasional rant and the fic I write in my spare time.

If you like my shit? Cool. Consider throwing a tip my way if you like.

But I'm not a news outlet, and unless I'm quoting extensively and providing and citing sources, I'm talking out of my ass because it's my own corner of the internet and that's what I do here.

I've been on the internet since 1998, I promise you whatever has you in a frothing rage is neither new nor unnuanced. Please assess if it's worth spending your limited time on this earth getting angry at strangers on the internet.

It sure as fuck isn't worth mine.

[zvaigzdelasas]

[DW is German State Media]

Running an administration made up of three staunchly right-wing parties appears to be tedious but it hasn't changed her, says the leader of the post-fascist, radical right-wing Brothers of Italy party.[...]

Over the past year, Meloni, 46, hasn't repeated any of the more radical slogans she was so fond of while campaigning. At home in Italy, she is trying to shape domestic policy according to strict conservative family ideals while on the economic front she has more or less carried on with the relatively successful policies of her predecessor, Mario Draghi. Meanwhile at the European level, she has been almost moderate. One doesn't hear acerbic criticism of the EU from her these days and around the world, she seeks out friends and allies. In fact, she leaves the radical statements to her coalition partners: Matteo Salvini of the right-wing League (in Italian, Lega) party and Antonio Tajani, the country's foreign minister and head of Forza Italia, which was previously led by the late Silvio Berlusconi.[...]

The one thing that doesn't seem to weigh on her daily duties as Italy's leader is the fact that her own party's logo features the eternal flame that sits on the tomb of former Italian dictator Benito Mussolini. Her partners in Europe also seem to be looking past that. One hears EU administrators in Brussels confess surprise at how "mild-mannered" and "soft-spoken" the Italian leader has become.[...]

At a Rome press conference with Germany's Chancellor Olaf Scholz, head of the centrist Social Democrats, Meloni told reporters that both were in agreement on all of the most important policy areas and that they were looking for pragmatic cooperation. Scholz didn't object. Meloni also seems to have built a rapport with European Commission president Ursula von der Leyen. [...]

During a recent visit to the Italian island of Lampedusa, von der Leyen and Meloni also seemed to be on the same page when it came to migration policy. That means monitoring borders, reducing arrivals and collaborating more closely with transit countries. Meloni's suggestion that the navy should blockade the coasts of North Africa was the only one that didn't win support from von der Leyen. The two women have already traveled to Tunisia twice to try and wring an agreement out of the autocratic Tunisian president on holding back migrants. Meloni sees that as part of her strategy to focus more on North Africa than previous heads of state have done, in her bid to stem migration.[...]

The heads of the EU and G7 states were actually relieved when Meloni expressed unconditional support for Ukraine in the war with Russia. US President Joe Biden praised Meloni's stance about how defending Ukraine also defends Europe's freedom.

"I hope you'll be nice to me," Biden joked when Meloni visited him at the White House in Washington this summer. Meloni responded with a telling laugh. Only a year ago Biden had branded her election victory a danger to democracy. Meloni let it be known that the pair were on friendly terms again after the one-on-one meeting in Washington. Meloni, who was completely inexperienced in foreign policy, has also been making friends at international summits, such as the recent G20 meeting in New Delhi. The public affection demonstrated by India's nationalist Prime Minister Narendra Modi prompted excited comments on social media in that country. The names, Meloni and Modi, were melded to create the new label "Melodi."

A win for moderation! /s

24 Sep 23

[landoverwater]

BBC Sport's interview with Chris Roberts

BBC Sport's Ade Adedoyin spoke to IBA chief executive Chris Roberts after Monday's news conference.

Question: What were the tests you did in 2022?

Answer: "Tests, which are for gender testing, were in 2022 in Istanbul. Those results were done in the laboratory. The results that came out of that identified, in accordance with the rules, an ineligibility to compete."

Q: They were blood tests?

A: "Yes, blood tests."

Q: But you said those blood tests were inconclusive?

A: "Correct. For both boxers."

Q: What did the second blood tests tell you?

A: "Exactly the same. It gave us the same information. With that information, it was then presented to our board of directors to decide, based on our eligibility criteria, what constitutes male and what constitutes female."

Q: So to clarify, the tests you did in 2022 and 2023 were exactly the same?

A: "Yes, correct. They were done through laboratories."

Q: What were those tests designed to show? Your president said they were for testosterone?

A: "It was the chromosome thing. It was to identify that. Effectively gender testing."

Q: What do you mean?

A: "So basically what level of chromosome marries up with XX XY. Based on that criteria. You've seen that in technical competition rules. So if you look at that you'll see what that means."

Q: Umar Kremlev said you tested them for testosterone...

A: "No, the blood tests were done. It was based on the criteria set against… it was a gender test, blood test. I'm not going to state [Kremlev] was wrong."

Q: He said elevated levels of testosterone...

A: "Well, there are elevated levels of testosterone in that testing. It brings out a couple of different things. It identifies different things in that test."

Q: The doctor said they were 'genetically male'. What does he mean?

A: "I don't know. I don't know what his point is on that. You'd have to ask him that. All I'm saying here is tests were conducted in Istanbul, tests were then conducted in India. Results came out. Ineligibility demonstrates against the criteria and therefore that's why the boxers were removed from our tournament."

Q: We hoped for clarity, can see you why confusion has been caused?

A: "We can only take from the tests what they produce. I can't go into that detail."

Q: We are still not exactly clear what the situation is...

A: "I think the situation here is… why don't you ask the boxers? We can't disclose this direct information. It may be worth asking the boxers themselves."

Q: Kremlev said testosterone, you're saying XY chromosome. We are not further forward in understanding...

A: "OK."

Q: Was today shambolic?

A: "In what sense? That you didn't get the information that was needed? We can send this information to you so you can see it."

Q: The labs, were they Wada-accredited?

A: "Yes, accredited. With licence numbers. Correct. The media have brought all of this hype up. Nobody ever said Imane Khelif was a man or the Chinese Taipei boxer, not me."

Q: But your doctor did? Your doctor said they were genetically male...

A: "What did the doctor say? Did he? OK."

For fuck's sake. If women are regularly testing outside the 'normal' parameters, this simply indicates that the parameters are not normal. How many non white, non western women were part of the sample data? Boxing has always been corrupt but this is reaching new levels now. Or perhaps it's sheer incompetence.

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──── 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄? (𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐈 𝐀𝐌) ˊˎ -

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Jack had been an ever-growing problem for you and Jacob as of late. He began as something that neither of you believed would really be an issue: your paths had crossed and then drifted away from each other, like intersecting lines that were destined to meet for a brief period of time and then never encounter one another again. 

This was how the two of you had expected fate to play out but it was not the case. First, the Rooks strayed from Jacob’s lead and they instead devoted their loyalty to Jack who had them infect London with his reign of terror, a city that the two of you – alongside Henry and Evie – had freed from the tyranny of the Templars just over two decades ago. You and your partner did all you could to try and regain your strayed friends and fighters, men and women you had once fought side by side with, but your endeavours were fruitless. 

Then, members of the brotherhood started showing up dead: all women and all killed gruesomely, in a fashion that would haunt not only the country but the world for generations to come. These were young women that you and Jacob had trained yourselves, young women who had been given a second chance at life and had all their potential torn from their hands with the blade of a mad, heartless killer. 

A mad, heartless killer born from the poor, abused boy that Jacob had trained with the intention of giving him a chance to make something good of himself, to be an Assassin. 

It’s safe to say that he had never meant for any of this to happen. 

It was the fifth killing that had really kicked Jacob into gear: Mary Kelly. You were doing all you could to help your lover in his quest to put an end to the terror that Jack was spreading around England’s capital city like a plague. You joined him in putting pressure on Arthur Weaversbrook to not publish the letters and give the serial killer undeserved notoriety that would only serve to strengthen his standing, you joined him in the investigations of the murders, in doing all you could to hunt down this initiate gone astray. 

But on a day that you have regretted ever since, you were at the police station, going through evidence that the investigating officers had found at Scotland Yard all while Jacob was out investigating the scene of the latest crime. You don’t know much of what happened next: only that Jacob left the scene and when you returned to your shared lodgings, they were in a state. There were clear signs of a fight and blood all over the floor that you could only pray didn’t belong to Jacob. But you knew better, you’d been an Assassin for decades by now. You conferred with Abberline to make sure that all his officers were on the lookout for Jacob who was now officially missing and presumed dead. But you couldn’t stand by that, not in your heart. Deep down, you’d like to think that you would know if he was dead, that Evie would know if he was dead. She had shared a womb with him and you shared your heart with him and the idea of him being dead just didn’t sit right with either of you. 

The moment Evie arrived in the city – having already been contacted by Jacob and yourself for help in the given circumstances – you cried as you met her on the docks and embraced her more tightly than you had ever held anything or anyone before. It wasn’t until the two of you were outside of your lodgings that your tears finally subsided and you were able to fill her in on everything that had been going on in her absence while she was in India. 

It was then that your work to hunt down Jack and find Jacob became a joint effort with Evie, the twin sister of your missing lover. It was a long and tedious effort as you scoured London of Jack’s lieutenants, looking for any lead that could point you to the whereabouts of the madman and consequently Jacob too. For the most part, you held an eerie feeling over you that some element of this was all some elaborate scheme, some game of cat and mouse where you were being led through a maze that would herd you right into the jaws of the sly feline that was stalking you. 

You hadn’t been entirely wrong in that sense as Jack led the two of you to Lambeth Asylum: the building in which he had spent a portion of his life and suffered a great deal of abuse. You had felt for him as you had always been able to sense the hardship Jack suffered when you and Jacob had been training him. But that didn’t justify all the harm he had caused and that’s why you joined Evie into the asylum that had something sinister in its atmosphere; a scent, a flavour, a weight, you knew not but you did know that something was wrong. 

The fight was hard-won and it took every ounce of stealth and tactic that you and your dear friend could muster, having to sneak up on Jack, having to immobilise the patients he set upon you with non-lethal weapons all while your own lives and safety were in jeopardy. It was not an easy effort at all but the two of you were the ones to come out of it victorious. The moment Jack breathed his final breath, Jacob was all you could think about. Covering up Jack’s identity as an Assassin wasn’t even an afterthought in that moment. All you could do was cradle Jacob’s half-limp body in your hands while Evie did the same on his other side, talking with Inspector Abberline while your thumb gently brushed over the dried blood beneath Jacob’s swollen eye. 

He looked weak as his unharmed eye gazed up at your face in the dimness of the cell, glancing between you and his sister as he listened to the sound of conversation that seemed so distant. The two of you murmured assurances to him that he would be ok as you helped him in your arms while officers of Scotland Yard cleared up the building and dealt with the journalists circling around like cultures to a carcass outside. You barely even registered the sensation of hot tears spilling down your cheeks when you finally had Jacob alive in your arms once more. 

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Since, Jacob has been brought to a hospital to be treated while he rests and recovers. You refuse to leave his side throughout the entire process. You even learn from the nurses how to change his bandages yourself. His most severe injuries were the broken ribs and his eye but you were just beyond thankful that he was only injured and not dead. You were unsure how you could live in a world in which he no longer existed. You help him to clean himself – first with a sponge bath as he lacks the strength to clean himself but then moving onto helping him into the bath back at the lodgings once he has healed enough and the nurses trust you to care for him, one of them dropping by every other day to check on his progress and your treatment of him. 

“I can do it…” Jacob groans when it feels as though every muscle in his body is protesting, aching painfully to punish him for even considering moving while he’s in this state. 

“But you don’t need to. I’m here to help.” You say as you ease him into the hot water and you hear the sigh of relief that spills past his lips when the steaming bath helps to alleviate the pains that wash like waves on a shore over his beaten body. You sit down on the stool beside the copper tub while you begin to cup water in your hands and pour it over his hair, his shoulders and back that are still healing from various wounds: some now resemble grazes but others have only just had their stitches removed. “I know it's frustrating to be like this, I know that you want to get out there and clean up the mess that Jack’s left behind. But Evie’s handling it and I’m handling you.” You say reassuringly. You watch Jacob’s eyes scrunch close, making him wince a little at his injured eye. It won’t ever heal properly and he’ll never be able to see out of it again, the two of you have since discovered. He is already planning on wearing a patch over it once his recovery is over and he heads back out into the world so that the two of you can join Evie in liberating London once more. 

“But you shouldn’t have to be handling me!” He bursts out and you’re not sure whether or not you’re surprised. It seems so unlike the matured Jacob you know to have outbursts like this or raise his voice around you. Beneath the wavering surface of the water, you see his hands clench into fists and then loosen once more as he takes a deep breath. “This never should have happened. You never should have been alone in the city with everything that was going on. You never should have had to face Jack without me by your side.” His voice chokes up with emotion and you watch his jaw tense for a moment as he reels all of his feelings in, not wanting to break down nor misdirect his frustration onto you. “I’m supposed to protect you. What sort of a man am I if I can’t protect the most precious thing in my life?” He asks as he turns his head to face you and you see the anguish across his face. 

Tenderly, you cup his face in your hands, thumbs brushing over the wrinkles in his features as you caress his cheek, wetting it with your hands and leaving a little shine in your wake. You lean down and softly kiss him, hoping to reassure him that you think no less of him in his current state by any means. 

“Jacob, you’ve done more than anyone could have possibly asked of you. You never meant for any of this to happen, none of it was your intent but you took responsibility anyway. Jack wasn’t just one man, my love. He had taken your Rooks, he had the patients in the asylum. He was a man with an army and you did well to stand your ground against him. I understand that you want to protect me but there’s only so much you can do as one human being and I don’t expect you to be able to move heaven and earth for me.” You smile fondly at him as you wet his hair and slick it back from his face. It’ll need a cut soon and he could do with a shave, you note to yourself as you slick back that one stubborn piece at the front that never wants to comply with the rest of its kind in sweeping away from Jacob’s face. “You’re perfect. You’re courageous, brave, strong.” You lean down to kiss him once more, a peck on his lips as you begin to lather soap into a washcloth to begin carefully cleaning his wounded body with. “You’re all I want, all I need.” 

Your words touch Jacob’s heart and he looks at you with an enamoured eye as you clean the upper half of his body with the washcloth, careful with his cuts, scrapes and bruises. You’ve learned by now where each one is, making a mental map of them like landmarks across his body and you expertly avoid each one in order to prevent him from feeling any unnecessary pain as he has already been hurt more than enough. 

He swallows hard as he lets you tenderly care for him in his vulnerable state. Vulnerability is not something Jacob had ever felt used to when growing up. There were a few heart-to-heart moments with Evie in their childhood but he never felt able to turn to his father for help and more often than not the emotional burden upon his spirit was the constant comparisons made between himself and his sister – for that reason, he felt as though he could never talk to Evie about this problem that’s haunted him for much of his life like a taunting poltergeist. 

But you’re not his father and nor are you Evie. You’re the woman who took the heart right from his chest and has held it close to her own ever since. Jacob realises he’s been staring for too long and he finally averts his eye away, glancing instead at the way the light reflects upon the wavering surface of the soapy water. He allows you to care for him in a way that no one had done for him since he lived with his grandmother when he was so very little. You’re his place of respite, his safe space, and moments ago he had almost tainted such a precious sanctuary with misdirected anger. He was angry, he was frustrated, he was traumatised, but none of that was your fault and you had done nothing but care for him since you had worked so diligently with his sister to rescue him. 

Once he’s all washed up, you help him out of the bath and wrap him in the bathrobe you had set upon the rack by the fireplace to warm up. You tie it at his waist and lean down to gently kiss over the scarred lid of his damaged eye. You’ve been making an effort to not shy away from it at all. You love Jacob, regardless of him being scathed or even if he weren’t entirely in one piece, you would always love him. You didn’t want to allow seeds of insecurity where they did not belong in the garden of your love for him. No scar of his could ever put you off him. 

You dip back into the bathroom for all but a moment to fetch the shaving kit and washbasin, setting them down on the dining table. 

“That is one thing I can do by myself.” He speaks up but you shake your head as you open the case and begin sharpening the blade. 

“Perhaps I want to do it for you?” You hum with a playful little smile tugging at the edges of your lips, “I’ve always found it quite romantic when I shave your face for you, don’t you feel the same?” You finish sharpening the blade and set it down while you gather up the barber’s cup and drop a disc of shaving soap into it. You wet the bristled brush and begin mixing it into the cup, working the soap into a foam. You raise a brow at Jacob as you do so. You know he’s still itching to get out into the city to help Evie try and rebuild the city you’d all once worked so hard to liberate. But he would only worsen his condition if he got to work before he had fully recovered. “Chin up.” You say with a little smile, meaning it in more ways than one. You didn’t want Jacob to be miserable during his healing period and you also needed to get a good angle of his face to begin applying the foamy shaving cream that you’d lathered up with the soap and brush in the cup. 

He listens to you and you guide his head back a little further with fingertips beneath his chin. Your touch sends little electric jolts through Jacob that then congregate in his heart and dance around it like some sort of maypole. The master assassin fell in love with you for many reasons and the way you make him feel young and alive is certainly one of them. 

He gazes up at you with his one eye as you tenderly apply the shaving cream to the lower half of his face, covering the short, unkempt beard he had grown, painting his skin a foamy white. You are in no rush to walk through this routine with him, wanting to take your time. There’s only so much to do in the lodgings while Jacob heals and you’re more than sure that the two of you are going to get bored of sitting in bed while he rests and playing card games together (you’re sure he’s started cheating just to tease you). He finally breaks eye contact with you when you set the brush back into the cup and take up the razor, turning his head to the side so that you can easily reach his right cheek and jaw. 

He lets his eyes close as he lets out a soft breath and simply delights in your touch. You’re cautious with the razor and the fingers of your other hand rest on the opposite side of his jaw as you hold his head steady, your touch soft and gentle. Jacob’s always been a tough man — even as a child he was all rough and tumble — but you offer him a softness that he never knew the extent of his yearning for until you walked into his life and then into his heart. That’s not to say that you can’t be firm with him because you most certainly have been when he’s plunged into some reckless plan or he’s acted out of line. 

You’re his very image of perfection, no matter how many flaws you might try to point out in himself. His mind is full of thoughts of you as the gentle sounds of scraping of the razor on his cheek is the only sound to fill the air alongside the small splash of water when you rinse the foamy shaving cream from the blade into the basin of water. Everything you do conveys the utter love and tenderness you hold for the master Assassin in your heart. You’ve been caring for him non-stop and Jacob knows he’s blessed to have a lover like you. 

You don’t comment on his pensive look as he moves his lips and jaw in whatever position necessary to give him a clean shave, assuming only that he is already making a list in his mind of all the things he needs to do with Evie in order to disband what is left of his gang-gone-astray and to return London to the safe and peaceful city that its people deserve it to be. 

However, a look inside Jacob’s mind would prove otherwise. In reality, he is reflecting on the time you spent working together just before he was attacked and abducted by Jack. He loves you with all his heart – and that’s something he can tell you aloud without ever doubting the verity of it for a moment – but the two of you live dangerous lives. The threat of something ever pulling you apart has always loomed over you but to finally be faced with death truly made the reality sink in. He thinks of the ring he still has stashed away in the pocket of his coat. While Jack had him locked up in his cell and he was unsure of whether or not he was going to die, one regret weighed more heavily on his heart than any other: he was going to die and he had never married you. 

Jacob knows that he doesn’t need rings and a wedding to prove that he loves you, to make your love more real in some way but the thought of being able to say he’s your husband. Yours. To have that on paper, to have everyone around you recognise the love you have for each other is something he sees as so special. He’s had the ring for a while now but he’s never found the right moment, never managed to muster up the courage. He’s a grown man but sometimes you make him feel like he’s just a boy and seeing a pretty girl for the first time. 

You finish shaving his face and you empty out the dirty water in the basin, refilling it so that Jacob can rinse the remainders of the shaving foam from his face by himself. He inspects your work in a little compact mirror you take out from your pocket and he makes it clear with his admiring expression that he’s proud of the good job you’ve done. With a smile (something that has been rare since you and Evie rescued him) he then looks up at you. 

“You ever considered being a barber, love?” He asks as he stands up. His hand rises to softly cup your cheek with calloused fingers as he leans in and kisses your opposing cheek, then the corner of your mouth and then gently upon your lips. You giggle a little and smile at his brighter attitude. He’s been so miserable and in pain recently that it’s a good change of pace to see that not only is he doing better physically, but he’s starting to recover mentally too. 

“If I did then I wouldn’t get to work by your side.” You quip back. Jacob bites back a smile and rests his forehead against yours, noses nudging together as his arms loop around your lower back and pull you closer, pressing the warmth of your body against his chest. His palms splay out and roam up and down your back in comforting patterns, ever on repeat as he just appreciates having you in his arms. His craving for this had burned him up like a hellfire trying to eat him from within when he thought he’d never see you again. He had always loved holding you but after thinking he would never get the chance to do this again, the word ‘love’ could no longer encapsulate the overwhelming feeling that burrows itself into every fibre of his being, becoming a very part of him. 

You lean your body further into his as the two of you just stand and sway on the spot for a while, arms wrapped around one another. Jacob feels your fingers play with the short hair at the back of his neck and he registers the sensation of your skin skimming against his. There is no ring on your finger and to him there is something just so wrong about it. You deserve to know how much he loves you, you deserve his love with a ring worthy of you, you deserve a big ceremony where Jacob gets to show everyone just how loved you are by him. But a part of him feels like he can’t propose yet still, not when he’s in such a state. But then when will the right time come? Will it ever come? 

He is no longer able to ponder such things when your lips meet his once more and his hands leave your waist to instead cup your face and hold your face, ensuring that you cannot pull away as he swallows your kisses down as though they’re more vital than oxygen. One of his hands slides to the back of your neck where it gently tangles in your hair while he feels your hands grab at his robe. 

“Are you… feeling well enough today?” You ask as you pull away just mere millimetres, lips still grazing against his when you speak, your breath fanning hotly over his mouth. You don’t want to excite him if he’s not yet healed enough to go through with this. He nods his head and steals another kiss from your lips, his eye lidded and simmering with lust as it gazes into yours. 

“Yes. I think… perhaps if you were the one taking the lead…” His hands glide down over your sides, pausing to squeeze your hips before then firmly grabbing your soft ass, giving you a playful little pinch there as he steals another few kisses. “What do you say, my love?” There’s a glint in his eye, one that tells you he already knows what your reply will be. You love riding Jacob and he knows it, he can see it in your persistent enthusiasm, can feel it in the way you rock and swirl your hips. 

“Well, what are you waiting for, Sir Frye~?” You hum playfully as your fingers curl around the loose belt of his robe and begin leading him slowly abc towards the bedroom. Jacob was already more than thrilled to finally have something other than cards be the most exciting thing to happen in your bed as of late. He’s quickly catching up with your pace as though he were never hurt at all and you feel the backs of your legs bump against the bed by the time his lips have roved down towards your neck in wet trails, his breath puffing against your skin that he’s quickly working up into a fever with his desperate and sensual touches. 

You tilt your head back to grant him easier access to your throat and let out a soft sigh at the sensation of his lips ghosting over your pulse, feeling the increasing beat of your heart beneath the love of his kisses. It felt as though it had been far too long since the two of you were intimate like this and so you’re quick to help him remove your clothes. You untuck your shirt from your bottoms and Jacobs exploring fingertips immediately dive beneath it to splay over the soft and warm skin of your belly. He begins working at your bottoms next, undoing them before he’s able to tug them down your legs. 

Not wanting him to strain himself too much by having to kneel down to strip you of them, you instead sit down on the bed so that he doesn’t have to reach so far and he near yanks them from your legs in an overly-eager excitement that has the both of you giggling for a moment. Jacob lets out a low groan of approval once he’s removed your undershirt by pulling it over your head, your breasts now bare before his eyes. His hands land on your belly and then push upwards to cup the softness of your chest in his hands as he leans in for another slow kiss, tongue brushing against yours slowly as his fingers slide into the waistband of your pants and slide them down your legs until they fall into a little puddle around your ankles. 

You watch as Jacob lays down on the bed and pats his lap, his robe open and revealing his steadily hardening cock that rests upon his abdomen. You heed to his silent invite and straddle his lap but he’s quick to cup the backs of your knees with his hands and encourage you to shimmy up his chest. A faint blush dusts your cheeks as the blood in your veins dances with excitement when you realise what he wants. 

“You’re sure? You’re still recovering, I don’t want to hurt-” He cuts you off. 

“I’ll be fine, love.” He reassures you, “Just… maybe don’t put your whole weight on this one time…” He opens his mouth to explain himself but simply lets his sentence trail off instead. You know that right now he doesn’t have the strength to support your whole weight like he usually would but he doesn’t want to say it out loud either, feeling ashamed almost for not being able to do that for you at this moment. You don’t let any feelings of shame sink into him though as you’re quick to nod your head and smile as you work your way up his tattooed chest until his gaze shifts from your face to your dampening pussy that’s hovering over his face. 

You reach out and grab the headboard of the bed to support yourself with so that you can assist Jacob in pleasing you and prepping you to take his cock after what has now been weeks of not being together. The only prelude to what he plans on doing is his hot breath puffing against your slit and two kisses placed on either side of your inner thighs, giving each leg equal attention as his hands curl around your thighs. You feel a pleasurable shiver scuttle up your spine the moment his tongue draws a stripe between your folds and you lean forwards a little in order to push your hands against the headboard that’s supporting you as you recover from the moment of sudden intense pleasure and ground yourself. 

Jacob seems to want you slick and messy for him as he makes a mess of his saliva over your needy pussy, One of your hands goes down to tug slightly at his hair, making him groan against your slick entrance as he begins to dip his tongue in and out of it, licking up your taste while his nose nudges at your clit. The vibrations of his groan go right through you and tear a sweet moan from your lips as you fight the urge to put your weight down upon his face and ride it as you usually would. 

Jacob is messy in eating you out and he doesn’t shy away from making lewd slurping and sucking noises as he leaves your hole momentarily in favour of suckling your clit. He rolls his tongue over it to feel how it throbs in need for him and his fingers curl down into your soft flesh to grip you tightly and hold you in place. 

You haven’t had the chance to touch yourself as you have been dedicating all of your time and energy to aiding Jacob in his recovery and so you find yourself being much more sensitive than you had originally anticipated. 

“W-wait.” You stammer out quietly. He’s so dedicated to his current task that he doesn’t hear you and you try to grab his attention by giving his hair a sharper tug instead, “Jacob, wait.” He pauses and looks up at you from between your legs. He’s an utterly sinful sight: the pupil of his eye blown wide with lust, his nose covered in a mix of his saliva and your wetness as his lips hover just over your clit, breath puffing against it in pants. “I only want to cum on your cock…” You express. HIs face lights up like he’s just a young man again and it’s all you need to return to straddling his lap instead of his face, settling down on his cock and sliding your glistening pussy over it a few times to feel the light throb of the veins that run along the underside of it as you cover it in your wetness. 

Jacob sucks in a hissed breath as his hands grab along your hips and thighs, sneaking around behind you to cup your ass too. 

“Come on, love… you won’t make me wait any longer, will you?” He asks with such need in his voice to be inside of you, to feel as one with you. It makes you have to bite back a smile as you take him in hand, pumping languidly a few times, before lining him up with your entrance and sinking just the tip into your yearning hole. 

You steady your hands onto his abdomen, weary of his injuries at his ribs, and slowly ease yourself down with shallow little thrusts. Jacob pushes up into you just slightly but ultimately lets you lead the pace. You let out a shaky exhale once you’re fully seated on him and take a moment to just grind your hips, feeling his cock kiss the deepest and most sensitive parts of you while your clit catches against him. Your moans sound like the sweetest melodies to Jacob’s ears and his hands roam all over your body to feel your welcoming warmth and softness. He wants the two of you to stay like this forever, to be as close to you as possible forever, he wants you as his wife but he’s too cowardly to seize the moment and finally ask you. 

His thoughts are somewhat dispelled when you finally begin riding him, the room filling with the squelching sounds of his cock sliding in and out of your pussy, followed soon by the clap of your skin meeting his. It’s raw and messy and passionate as you abandon all plans of setting a steady pace and instead begin to chase blissful pleasure, wanting to cum as you feel him do the same. Jacob has enough strength to grab your hips and support lifting you so that your legs don’t have to be too strained all while he thrusts up into you too much as he is able without over exerting his injured body. 

You look so beautiful above him as you look down at his scarred body like he’s some fine artwork in a gallery, your eyes full of nothing but love and pleasure. Your breasts bounce enticingly and you’re just so warm under his hands, your body just fits his so perfectly and you’re moaning and whimpering and feel so, so good-

“Marry me.” He lets out in a moan as he thrusts up into you and encourages you to lay over his body as you rock your hips in haphazard timing with his. 

“W-what?” You ask airily, certain you can’t have heard him right. Jacob wraps his arms around you to hold you close, like he’ll wake from this dream to a reality where you’re far away and Jack is going to kill him if he lets go of you. 

“Marry me. I want you to be my wife. I want to spend my life with you.” He snakes a hand between your bodies to rub desperate figure-eights against your clit. He knows it’s probably not the right time to ask this question when you’re covered in a sheen of sweat and are moaning above him because he’s balls deep inside of you but he has the courage now and he can’t bear to stand by and watch as opportunity after opportunity passes to finally tie this knot with you and show you just how dedicated he is to you, just how much he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. 

“Ok…” You whimper as you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching. “Yes… yes, yes yes!” Your walls squeeze and flutter around him as you cum, milking him of his own orgasm as he drills a last few needy thrusts up into your pliant and sensitive body. He winces a little as he continues to hold you close so that you’ll lay your weight on him but his injuries don’t matter at all to him at this moment. All that matters is that you’ve said yes. You’ll marry him. You’ll spend your lives together regardless of however long or short they may be. There’s no one else he’d want by his side other than you. 

Jacob’s nose nudges against the side of your head as the two of you recover your breaths and he’s surrounded by your scent. 

“I had- have a ring too. I have done since before bonfire night, I just… I love you more than life itself and I suppose I couldn’t bear the possibility of you saying no.” You prop your chin on his chest in order to look up at him with a blissed out post-orgasmic smile upon your kiss swollen lips. 

“How could I ever say no to you~?” 

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what's even more unexpected than a season 5 announcement, is me actually getting back on my bullshit and thinking about max's parents. (yeah, i just rewatched parent's day and, yeah, i got a little teary eyed, don't fucking look at me.)

it's canon that max's parents are inattentive to him; they "don't care" about him. it's popular for people to headcanon that they are also physically abusive to him (despite no evidence supporting this in the show), and i remember a while back seeing some theories that his parents are actually foster parents. over the years i've come to dislike these theories, the former having nothing to back it up and the latter getting under my skin because of how the foster care system is in real life--broken, with children often falling into the hands of horrible people. i've come to really dislike media feeding into that reputation.

in trying to come up with my own ideas for max's parents, i started looking into marital traditions and the views of divorce in indian culture. max states in "camp cool kidz" that his parents left their home country (although i'm willing to bet the reason he gives isn't entirely true, if it's true at all), so we can assume that they were married in india. i found an article by shibani joshi, where she talks about her experience with marriage and divorce. arranged marriage is a tradition in many indian cultures and, according to joshi, india has one of the lowest divorce rates, and divorce can bring shame to families, particularly to women.

in her story, joshi makes it clear that she wanted to put her children first; that if she was really going to go through with divorce, it wouldn't be until after her youngest turned 18. she was afraid of what her family would think if she and her now ex-husband divorced. because of this, i'd be hesitant to make a similar case with max's parents; i wouldn't want to potentially smear a cultural tradition and anxieties of a group of people. with how max describes his parents, i wouldn't feel good about it (or perhaps i'm overthinking it).

however, what if his parents wanted to avoid those traditions? before i turned away from this fandom, i used to headcanon that they were young and naive (barely 20) when they had max. i could still see that being the case; perhaps neither of them wanting to go through with arranged marriages, despite that being a generational tradition in their families. consider max's parents leaving india to start over somewhere in america, similar to how joshi describes her father starting a new life in america.

this inevitably takes a turn for the worst, as they are still in those young "finding yourself" stages of life and, on top of that, are trying to settle into a new life in a new country with a baby. the marriage gets strained, and as the two parents take out their frustrations on one another, max is often ignored as a result. "i'm busy, ask your father." "i'm busy, ask your mother." communication falls apart and max is often forgotten about at school, the parents spending more time blaming each other rather than comforting their child. one parent signs him up for after school activities he isn't interested in doing because it's cheaper than hiring a sitter and neither parent is willing to compromise on their work schedules. his parents aren't involved in any aspect of his life, unless they are called in for it (parent-teacher conferences, "max was sent to the principal's office again"), because they are too focused on themselves and their own lives not meeting their expectations. eventually, max learns that negative attention is better than no attention at all. emotional neglect is still abuse, even if it isn't immediately noticeable.

i highly doubt anyone is going to read this, but to anyone who does: what are your thoughts? i'm 100% open to constructive criticism (especially if i've stepped on any toes in regards to culture and traditions, it's the very last thing i want to do) and anyone else's takes on max's parents. i definitely have other headcanons, but if i'm really hopping back onto my bullshit then i'll most likely share them another day.

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#If I was to do OC x Canon the only way I could do it would probably be vocal synth related #Because it's so broad it could be anything and characterization doesn't matter #Also because I want a little fansynth to run around with Meiko and Gumi and Miku and Yukari and FruityLoop

@spacedustpan I mean, if you aren't comfortable with doing center-stage OC romance, you can also start small and work your way up.

Usually people talking about OCxCanon are thinking of a prominent OC in a relationship with a main character that is the center focus of the story, but the term also applies to like, making up a love interest for a side character that doesn't have one.

In fact doing something as ... let's say "un-intrusive" as introducing a new character, who a main character would be affected by, through a relationship with a minor character could potentially be used to build some confidence in one's fictional matchmaking prowess.

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For example, maybe I want to give Saette from G Gundam a love interest, but make the character interesting to people invested in the main characters.

I might introduce Anjali - a nanotechnology researcher from Neo India (I'm doing this off the cuff and matching a last name to a first name requires a little more care and research there).

Rain has an opportunity to catch up with Saette on the last day of an academic conference, and he introduces Anjali, who he met on the first day of the conference. Conversation reveals that Anjali has submitted a research paper on DG cell research very similar to the research Rain has been conducting, and in fact submitted her paper for publishing about a week before Rain did.

Now, Rain's father, Dr. Mikamura's issues with academic jealousy were key to the plot; we also see that Rain struggles (a LOT) with romantic jealousy (see: how she interacts with Allenby). It's not a huge reach to think that Rain's attitude about academics was influenced by her father, and the fact that she deals with similar feelings in another situation could become interesting.

So we introduce an ethical dilemma. Both research papers are currently in review. Rain knows that Anjali published her paper before meeting Saette. Rain also knows that Saette had been previously infected with DG cells, the subject of both womens' research. Finally, Rain is also aware that if Anjali's paper gets approved for publishing, Anjali will receive the credit for the findings of both papers.

Rain realizes that she could raise a concern about conflict of interest in Anjali's paper - a concern made in bad faith given the knowledge Rain possesses. If Rain claims that Saette and Anjali were together when Anjali was performing her research, and that Saette had input, she could invalidate Anjali's study - or at least force her to prove that her methods were unbiased, potentially buying the time for Rain's paper to pass review while Anjali makes clarifications.

Rain is, here, in a very similar position to her father at the beginning of G Gundam. She has the opportunity to utterly betray someone close to her (Seatte, through betraying his new paramour), in order to secure academic prestige. Doing so could backfire and bring increased scrutiny on Rain's own research, given that she was also infected with DG cells previously, but if Rain does nothing, in all likelihood Anjali's paper will pass review first. Rain not only has to wrestle with the temptation her father faced, but also her own personal conflict; another woman picking up her ex *and* her academic prestige would likely drive her up the wall.

While Rain wrestles with the above, Anjali has discovered evidence that someone has adulterated her data*. She begins investigating, and discovers that the state of the DG cells she has been studying had had additional malicious functions inserted into their code, replacing what had "evolved" naturally over the course of her study!

With her data compromised, Anjali turns to the questions of who, and why. Her side of the story is mainly investigative with a contrasting viewpoint on her now-almost-certain loss of the publishing race to Rain. Anjali is devastated, but avoidant; she compartmentalizes, and focuses on a problem she thinks she can solve, rather than mitigating the consequences of the one that is already a lost cause.

Anjali, with some help from Saette (who is very much the sidekick in this endeavor) eventually tracks down the saboteur, a former upperclassman of hers who meddled with her study at the behest of a large medical implant company; in exchange for generously funding a business run by the researcher's wife, he slipped strategically altered DG cells into Anjali's cultures, and then used a spoofed user account to falsify data collection timestamps and ensure that the code from the added cells believably overwrote the original cultures.

The implant company that paid the saboteur is multinational. Knowing this, Anjali gets Rain's contact information from Seatte to warn her of potential meddling in her research. At this point Rain has typed up her conflict of interest accusation, but not sent it. She has worked through some shit, however, and has resolutely decided to not harass Anjali. She is surprised to get an email from the other researcher though.

Anjali, having reached the end of her investigation, now faces the now pressing reality of having to retract her paper. She cannot think of an excuse that she wouldn't be mortified to give, and out of hope for an out, or even some sympathy, asks Rain if she intends to retract her paper, and if so, what reasoning she plans to use to save face. Rain has found evidence of tampering to her side of things as well, but hasn't had the time yet to consider her next steps. When she sees this email from Anjali, Rain realizes that the excuse she had thought up to invalidate Anjali's research could actually work to invalidate *both* of theirs, with a little bit of alteration.

Both women write to the publishers reviewing their paper saying that they had discovered a potential issue with their samples of DG cells; both had obtained a sample from an individual personally known to them, and claim that that knowledge could have influenced their findings. Though it hadn't been invented with the best of intentions, Rain's excuse allows both of them to gracefully bow out of the upcoming publication in a way that makes them look upstanding rather than incompetent. The two decide that they are likely to have better results if they begin again with a joint study under harsher security than either of their own.

*I did think through the "how" of her discovering this, I just want to keep things from getting longer than they need to be, so that's going under the cut.

And ^^^that is a new OCxCanon ship created in about three and a half hours, with a break for dinner. With a bonus friend!ship as well, hopefully. Rain *really* needs some female friends and I'm not sure the Neo America Gals and Nastasha are enough.

I uhhh... expected this to be a lot shorter and to the point. I intentionally made this to highlight my point, and it kind of spun into being a little long. I hope this proves its own point in that there's a lot that can be done here even if the initial idea is just "let's make some OCs to smooch a hot character."

Anjali's desktop computer in her lab experiences a failure that forces her to use system restore to get it back into a workable state; fortunately, she is careful enough to routinely back up her work to a server in the lab, so she should be able to simply copy her computer, in the state it was in a few days after she submitted her paper for review. Before that though, she has to get the desktop running in a stable state and figure out what went wrong, so that it doesn't simply break again.

Several of the most recent restore points on the desktop are unsuccessful in getting the computer working. Anjali scrolls all the way to the oldest restore point on the list, resolving to simply replace the computer if she can't get it working. The oldest restore point, made about four months before the present, works. Anjali goes through and one by one, opens, tests, and closes all of the programs she regularly uses, and notices an incongruity between the data and her memory when she opens the virtual machine she was using to examine her DG cell samples. She checks the backup on the lab server using a different computer, and discovers after several steps that someone has granted researcher privileges to an undergrad who had lost their bag (complete with their ID and un-sanitized login information), and modified the code of the DG samples themselves, passing it off as the cells own "self-evolution!"

[f1ghtsoftly]

All The Feminist News You Missed This Week 2/9/2024

In Our Movement:

New York Times Opinion Piece on Detransitiioners (PAYWALLED)

US News:

California: Tracy Chapman Performs At The Grammys

Virginia: Near-Total Abortion Ban Rejected By House Panel

Seattle: Police Officer Makes Racist, Sexist, Remarks After Killing Graduate Student

California: Jenn Jackson Publishes New Book On Black Feminism

California: Dua Lipa Celebrates How Many Women Were Nominated At The Grammys

International:

Afghanistan: Afghan Women Urge UN To Be Included At Doha Conference Next Week

Vatican: Pope, Cardinals Discuss Women's Role In The Catholic Church

France: France On-Track to Constitutionalize Abortion Rights

India: Female Rappers Take on A Male Dominated Music Scene in The South Of India

China: Art Exhibit Honoring Female Artists Opens in Beijing

India: Women's Film Festival, Focused on Sci-Fi and Horror, Begins

The Ivory Coast: Agricultural Program in The Ivory Coast Empowers Women Financially

Britain: Mothers Support and Promote Eachother Inside The Music Industry

Spain: Controversy Over Spain's, Potentially Sexist, Eurovision Entry "Zorra"

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I went to the Buddhist temple on Mont-Pèlerin, in Swiss, for the second time, thinking I would spend an hour on meditation like last time. It is really quite inside and despite the amount of details and colours, it is a place that makes me feel peaceful.

Except that the day I went there were events I didn't know about because I didn't check to see if anything was going on. There was a conference in the morning, where a monk spoke in Chinese, I think, about achieving wholesomeness and teh importance of not doing anything unwholesome. What he said was translated in English in real time, but either the translation wasn't very good, or the teachings were a bit outdated or in anycase without relation to the world outside the temple. The monk gave an example about how regret can save you from having your bad deeds "ripen" saying if you do something illegal and get caught and show regret you may not be punished. I mean... Uh... Shouldn't you show regret by accepting your punishment for doing something wrong?... And should you show regret only of you get caught?

Anyway... After the conference and after all the monks and nuns and students went to eat, I stayed in the temple to paint. Some monks came back to prepare a table with food to share after the prayer at 2 pm. While they were preparing the table one of them started to talking to me and when he found out I'm Romanian, he started saying a lot of things that were ignorant, stereotyped and downright racist towards Romani people. He did seem to be aware of stuff when he spoke about the Holocaust, so he isn't as ignorant as he seems, but it also seems that he uses information to further his hate of people, specifically in the case of the Holocaust, of Jews. And than he started saying homofobic stuff, and kept saying "Sorry, it's just my opinion" and went on to say women should make babies and lesbians do not, so that is wrong. Some of the other monks were trying to get him to stop talking, but he kept saying "sorry, it's just my opinion".

I am disappointed to find there are people like this practicing Buddhism. He wasn't even a student, but a monk. However, after searching more on the subject and discovering about the genocide conducted by Buddhists against the Rohingya population in Myanmar, I guess another illusion is gone. Which is nice, because the monk who held the conference in the morning said that we should let go of out delusions. 💁‍♀️

I get it that Buddhists have been persecuted for centuries in India, but that is not excuse for this kind of violence against other people. It's the same narrative the Israelis have...

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in 1878 – Birth of Irish women’s rights activist, Margaret (Gretta) Cousins, in Boyle, Co Roscommon.

#OTD in 1878 – Birth of Irish women’s rights activist, Margaret (Gretta) Cousins, in Boyle, Co Roscommon.

Margaret (Gretta) Cousins, theosophist and feminist, was born Margaret Gillespie, daughter of a law clerk, in Boyle, Co Roscommon, and lived out her commitments on two continents. She took a music degree in Dublin in 1902, marrying James Cousins in 1903. She worked as a part-time music teacher, and joined him as a vegetarian, theosophist and medium, among Dublin’s literary circles. This activism…

[townpostin]

All India Women's Conference Celebrates 'Sawan Ki Bahaar'

SDO Parul Singh inaugurates event featuring Matki decoration and Sawan Queen contests ‘Sawan Ki Bahaar: Radha Krishna Ki Preet’ event showcases local talent and cultural traditions. JAMSHEDPUR – The All India Women’s Conference hosted ‘Sawan Ki Bahaar: Radha Krishna Ki Preet,’ with SDO Parul Singh serving as the chief guest. Parul Singh, the SDO, delivered an inspirational speech to commence the…

[xmaudx]

BAKUGOU X READER HEADCANNON FOR MY LOVELY WRITERS

im too delusional for using a tollywood movie to give me a bakugou x reader headcannon but hear me out. Okay so in a past fantasy au life where deku bakugou and the rest of them either own a realm within asian or work for their king/queen. bakugou is prince of the dragon rhealm (obvs) with kiri being his personal dragon. And then there’s you gonna make the reader indian cus why not do it for my south asians but your the princess of a much smaller realm. I’d like to think how the two of u meet is cus suki is travelling around asia as a punishment by his mum for idk fucking something up ( maybe beating up someone from the todoroki family lol ) and so when he’s visiting india he’s near ur realm. And whilst we’re outside your kingdom there’s a few bandits being menaces to a nearby village tryna rob families of their gold and hurt the women. And suki thinks of interrupting but kiri stops him for a moment saying this could cause a fallout with the realms cus apparently this intefers w other peoples business ( crazy ik ) so whilst suki is like arguing w kiri he hadn’t noticed your carriage door open. Only when a shawl sort of waves up and down attracting many of the bandits does he start to focus on you. He sees how the rich silk dresses your skin,the gold jewellery shining under the sun. But damn that shawl he cant see your face. Until a sword pierces through the shawl stabbing three of the bandits. From the cut on ur shawl he sees ur eyes first ( if you guys havent clocked this is devasenas entrance from baahubali i usggest yall watch it ) and from then on he sees your whole face as you fight against the bandits successfully winning.Long story short yall fall in love u find out hes this big prince. sick. except suki gets a message back from his mum telling him to bring you back for dabi so that you can be his wife before he is to return shortly. Ofc u get pissed suki knows his mum however does not have a choice if she is to maintain the peace amongst all realms of else it can cause a huge war. he says he will only bring u as a guest back to his home to which u agree. again long story short baahubali 2 story i suggest yall watch it. but yeh no so basically u go to sukis as a guest not as a potential wife, yell at dabi for his misogynistic view of love, find yourself being the catalyst for a major war w basicaally all the league of villains againt mha main cast. Someway along the line ur kidnapped by dabi raped horribly, tortured blah blah blah. when everyone meets at the battle, youre thrown to the floor for all to see your state. bakugou swears to kill dabi which u both do together, ur given basic soldier clothing after suki coaxed u to take rest instead u reply with “ i fight” but as your both walkign to each other near the end of the battle shiggy crushes bakugous heart. suki falls on top of u, u cry like how wanda did over her brother falling to ur knees before being shot by arrows and dying too. PAST LIFE DONE. so now in the current mha world u and suki r both well known heroes but ur like also top 2 in india but ur now moving to japan for a long term mission at a hero conference ur hand brushes against suki which reminds him a bit about his past life tho he cant see ur face from his memory. when he turns to see who brushed his hand he finds himself in a crowd with so many possibilities. u guys can take it from there

[rabbitcruiser]

International Tea Day 

While everyone loves a cup of tea, many of the workers and producers of that tea face poor conditions and pay. Help raise awareness and keep tea fair.

The tea industry provides millions of people around the world with cups of tea in the morning. One of the biggest producers of tea, India, recognizes the importance of tea in its communities and as a commodity for commerce.

However, much of the working conditions for those within the tea industry still need much improvement. If you think this holiday was about drinking tea, well think again! International Tea Day is all about the tea workers and bringing civil rights into action. Let’s see how this holiday came to pass.

Do you love a good cup of tea? While International Tea Day can certainly involve paying homage to tea, we should pay homage to those working in the tea industry. The best way to do this is by helping to raise awareness regarding their working conditions so they can be improved.

History of International Tea Day

The International Tea Day campaign was launched in 2005 by the trade unions, small tea growers and civil society organizations in Asia and Africa to address the issues of living wages for workers and fair prices for small tea producers.

The International Tea Conference in New Delhi came out with an International Declaration on the rights of workers and small growers to help regulate uneven competition, land ownership, safety regulations, rights of women, social security and living wages. Another organization, The Tea Board of India, proposed International Tea Day in hopes of it becoming an official holiday to the UN Food and Agriculture Organization.

This was proposed by chairman Santosh Kumar Sarangi in 2015. According to the chairman, the proposal of India was supported by countries such as Canada, the United States, European Union, Sri Lanka, China, Japan, Kenya, and Malawi. While the holiday doesn’t have official status, the goal of this holiday is to recognize the vulnerable situations that tea producers in India have with current living conditions and worker-related policies.

The day also focuses on deliberating on urgent issues such as residues, climate change, technology and trends on production and consumption in the tea industry. To observe this day, over 150 representatives from tea organizations gather and conduct a seminar to discuss the pervading problems the tea industry has as well as problems faced within their own country.

International Tea Day Timeline

2737 BC Tea is discovered as a beverage

Legend has it that Chinese Emperor Shen Nung is sitting beneath a tea tree while a servant boiled water for drinking. Some leaves fall into the cup and begin  the practice of drinking what is now called “tea”.

1610 Tea comes to Europe

It is believed that the Dutch were the first to bring tea to Europe, just a few years prior to the introduction of coffee by Venetians.

1773 The Boston Tea Party occurs

With the intention of revolting against the high taxes levied by the British government without providing any voice, residents of Massachusetts throw tea into the Boston Harbor. “No taxation without representation” is the major complaint.

2004 International Tea Day is created

At the World Social Forum, International Tea Day is conceived and then celebrated the following years in New Delhi and Sri Lanka, then later in other tea-producing places like Nepal, Viet Nam, Bangladesh and others.

2019 United Nations adopts International Tea Day

After some years of advocating for its observance, International Tea Day is adopted by the United Nations General Assembly at the suggestion of the FAO Intergovernmental Group on Tea.

How to Celebrate International Tea Day

If you’re a lover of tea, then do some research about some of your favorite companies. Try looking up tea brands that support fair trade, and possibly switch to those brands to make a difference in the way you buy products such as tea. Use the hashtag #internationalteaday to help recognize it as an official holiday and educate others about the tea industry if you’re interested.

You could also use International Tea Day to try a variety of tea you have never had before. Matcha, for example, is highly popular as of late. You need to shop with care, though! The first thing you need to take a look at is how the Matcha has been produced and sourced.

You need to ensure that all veins and stalks have been removed so that there is not any bitterness and only the finest leaves should be used. Secondly, the color of the matcha powder is a significant factor. The greener the color is, the better. This is because the leaves are forced to overproduce chlorophyll because Matcha is shade-grown, which causes the vibrant green shade.

If the Matcha is yellow or brown in color, this is a sign that the leaves have not been properly shaded or that branches and stalks have been included. The price is the third factor to consider. Like most things, if you want quality, you can expect to pay a little bit more.

If something seems too good to be true, the chances are that it is. The feel of Matcha is also important. It should be a fine powder that is very silky. Last but not least, the taste is obviously a crucial attribute when it comes to quality. It should have a clean and naturally sweet taste.

Why not make some delicious baked green tea treats on International Tea Day and have a bake sale to raise money and awareness regarding working conditions in the tea industry? Green tea recipes are available in their abundance. People are actively searching for different ways to enjoy green tea. While green tea is delicious when simply mixed with hot water, there is nothing wrong with switching it up from time to time, especially on International Tea Day!

An easy and delicious recipe is Matcha Meringue Kisses. To make this you will need Matcha, sugar, egg whites, and powdered sugar. Begin by sifting together the Matcha and the powder sugar, and then whip the egg whites until they have soft peaks. Gradually add the sugar and whip until stiff peaks. Gently fold the Matcha into this mixture and then transfer to a pastry bag. Pipe the mixture into small kisses onto a baking tray and then bake for around an hour.

Or, why not make Green Tea Donuts? For this, you need green tea, honey, melted butter, milk, egg, salt, baking powder, sugar, and cake flour. You whisk the green tea, salt, baking powder, sugar, and flour. Add the honey, melted butter, milk, and egg, and then whisk. Use a pastry bag to pipe the batter into the mould. Then, simply bake the donuts for eight minutes. You can make your own glaze to go on the top – chocolate goes well!

Other delicious baked treats to try include green tea muffins, brownies and shortbread!

International Tea Day FAQs

What is International Tea Day?

Created to celebrate and pay tribute to the countries that produce tea to supply to the world, starting in India and moving to other places like Sri Lanka, Malawi, Uganda, Bangladesh, Vietnam and more.

When was International Tea Day first celebrated?

International Tea Day first got its start in 2004 when it was celebrated in New Delhi. It grew over the years and by 2019 the day was adopted by the United Nations General Assembly.

How to celebrate International Tea Day?

A great way to observe this day is by learning a bit more about the nations who produce tea for the world. Also, don’t forget to order a cup of fair trade tea for one, or take a friend out to enjoy a cuppa together.

What is the theme of International Tea Day?

The theme for this day devoted to tea producers changes each year, but some of the past themes have included themes such as Tea and Fair Trade or Harnessing Benefits for All from Field to Cup.

When is International Tea Day celebrated?

Taking place on May 21 of each year, International Tea Day originally took place on December 15 from 2005 when it was often only celebrated by tea-producing countries. It changed to May 21 when the UN adopted the day.

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[labbaik-ya-hussain-as]

*Farewell* *to* *Modi.*

You will be shocked to see how India has changed in last 5 years

*1.* India is now suffering from Highest Unemployment Rate in 45 years _(NSSO data)_

*2.* All Top 10 most polluted cities in world are now in India _(WHO data)_

*3.* Number of Indian Soldiers Martyred is highest in 30 years now _(Washington Post)_

*4.* India now has Highest Income Inequality in 80 years _(Credit Suisse Report)_

*5.* India has become world's worst country for women _(Thomas Reuters Survey) _

*6.* Kashmiri youth joining militancy is highest in 10 years _(Indian Army data)_

*7.* Indians Farmers suffered Worst Price Crash in 18 years _(WPI Data)_

*8.* Highest ever Cow related violence and Mob Lynchings on record after Modi became PM _(India Spend Data)_

*9* India is now World's Second most Unequal Country _(Global Wealth Report)_

*10* Indian Rupee is now Asia's worst Performing Currency _(Market Data)_

*11* India has become World's Third Worst Country in Environment Protection _(EPI 2018)_

*12* First time in history of India, foreign funding and corruption is legalized _(Finance Bill 2017)_

*13* Our current PM is the Least accountable Prime Minister in 70 years _(First PM to give 0 press conferences)_

*14* First time in history of India, CBI vs CBI, RBI vs Govt, SC vs Govt fights happened because Modi wanted control of all democratic Institutions

*15* First time in history of India, 4 Supreme Court judges gave a press conference to say _”Democracy is in Danger”_

*16* First time in history of India, top secret Defence documents stolen from Defence Ministry office _*(Rafale)*_

*17* Intolerance and Religious Extremism is highest in 70 years _(Personal observation because no data for this exists)_

*18* Indian Media is now Worst in 70 years _(Personal Observation)_

*19* First time in history of India, if you criticize our Govt, you will be labeled *Anti-National*

Biggest proof for this - Try to forward this message on WhatsApp and Modi Bhakts around you will call you Anti-National.

But we must not fear. None of what I said in this message is a Jumla. All the data given above is *100% verified FACTS*. You can verify them yourself by doing a google search on any point. *This is the reality of what has happened to our India. *

*Modi Govt is the Worst Govt India has ever had in last 70 years.*

Some people say that 2019 elections are the last elections that will happen in India. Because if Modi wins this time, he will desperately want to control all institutions of our democracy and we will become a *dictator ship.*

Do not fear, share this message.

Save our Democracy. Save our India.