#anyways heres this

[ask-dadpleasant]

[indirectcomedian]

paxlyra brainrot goes crazy. 635 word little locker room fic that i cooked up, kayfabe compliant, no proofreading or editing (ok to rb)

lyra truly didnt know how she got into this situation. she sat on the locker room bench, pinned in place by one tatum paxley, who had taken it upon herself to hunt down lyra as soon as her championship match ended. the woman had practically tackled lyra backwards, bouncing with excitement at another successful title defense. trying to pry the woman off felt like a lost cause, the womans grip around her waist unrelenting. it wasnt until lyra spelled it out that she was uncomfortable that tatum let go, but that still didnt stop her from immediately latching back on as soon as lyra was back from changing out of her gear.

“uh, tatum?” lyra started, hands awkwardly held up to avoid touching the woman on her lap. tatums head snapped up to look at lyra, green eyes glittering. “yes, my sweet dove?”

“…can you give me a little space here? some breathing room?” tatum let out a little “oh” at the request, like she hadnt realized how close she had been, or how it could make lyra uncomfortable. she peeled herself off, instead occupying herself with fixing her hair. catching her apologetic glances, lyra almost felt a little bad for tatum. the girl was endearing in her own way, but she really wished she wasnt so… obsessive.

with her championship defense being the nights main event, the locker room had long since cleared out. the silence between the two women weighed heavy on lyra. she wasnt fully sure why she hadnt left yet, now that she had freed herself from tatums embrace.

“you know,” tatum spoke, almost like she could hear lyras thoughts, “im really glad youre still champion”.

“right. i mean, i am too.” she laughed nervously, trying to figure out how to respond to such an objective statement. it was sweet that she cared. “thank you… for your support, tatum”.

tatum smiled at the acknowledgment, turning fully to lyra. “no, really! you did so good out there, i dont know how anyone could have anything bad to say!” the praises rushed out of her, leaving her breathless. “i dont think theres anyone who can compare, youre just… so, so, good.” the last word came out as a trembling exhale, and tatum breathed heavily to gather herself. lyra looked on, concerned for her.

“i just dont know what i would do if someone took the championship away from you,” she started again, inching closer to lyra once more. the sudden intensity in tatums voice made lyra feel uneasy. “its just, who would even think to do that?” she inched closer still, placing one hand on lyras knee. “i just cant stand it. it just makes me so mad, how anyone could even consider that when youre so good and-“

“tatum?” lyras voice came out more high pitched than she intended. tatums eyes snapped to her once more, hand unconsciously closing in on lyras knee.

“tatum, its late. i think i should go.” tatum looked at her blankly, unrelenting, like she hadnt said anything at all. “champion needs her rest right?”, she tried, hoping to reach tatum with her fixation. finally tatum blinked, like she had just come out of a trance.

“yeah, right. of course, i- of course.” she spoke sheepishly, finally realizing lyra from her grip. despite the circumstances, lyra felt her chest hurt with how badly tatum hid her disappointment. “champion needs her rest,” she echoed.

“…right,” lyra replied, picking up her bag and finally turning from tatum. “well, good night then.” she was almost out of the room when tatum spoke again.

“see you next week?” she spoke quietly, hopefully. tyra stopped in the doorway. she could feel the womans eyes on her, could almost see them in her mind.

“im sure we will see each other”, she stated, finally leaving.

[siriusblacksdiary]

shitty attempt at poetry i’ve had sitting in my drafts for ages:

Its a bad day,

Not a bad life,

Do not let a moment in time define you,

For you are worth more than the stardust,

Stronger than the echo of a life once lived, 

Let the thoughts fade to a whisper,

A bad day though during seems eternal,

Is not forever.

- <3

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

[modmad]

hey! there's zero esims left for the connecting gaza campaign as of today. i remember you promoting them earlier. could you give them a much needed boost?

oh dang! unfamiliar with that particular campaign, as I always donate via crips for e-sims because it's super easy to do, but regardless let's go people!

[kenapiece-main]

Can you believe I'm having to make this meme even after successfully finishing up taxes and applying to job

[emjaydoubleyou]

this post is fearmongering. the results of this study are concerning and should definitely be a matter of public discussion, but this is certainly not the conclusion the researchers came to.

the point of the study was to assess the risks of exposure to toxic metals- something one of the co-authors notes are “ubiquitous” fwiw- via menstrual products. Their research confirmed that these metals are indeed present in tampons, but no further conclusions are drawn. it is possible the metal entered into the cotton from the soil, which is a well-known phenomenon; cotton is so good at lifting heavy metals that it has actually been suggested as a part of the solution for revitalizing polluted ground.

the authors conclude with an acknowledgement that the study should be repeated- their sample size was 60 tampons- and a suggestion that further testing ought to be done to indicate whether or not these metals can even leech out of the tampon in the first place, let alone whether or not such leeching could occur at levels deleterious to human health.

there is, in fact, a body of research- too small, for sure, but much larger than this single study- indicating that long-term proper tampon use has no observable negative impact on health. i am grateful and thrilled that more research is being done and i hope that this study is the first of many on this line of questioning, but i am really frustrated at this post and the response it got.

obviously, if this study alters your approach to menstrual health, more power to you. consumers should be informed-risk-takers, and menstrual health is double-obviously a very personal choice. but it definitely wasn't the researchers concluding that you ought to “avoid using tampons at all cost," only this tumblr user did. the lead author of the paper, in fact, specifically says that she hopes people do NOT panic about the results.

(the notes of the post were disappointing. people affirming that they knew they were right to be suspicious of tampons all along, or even recommending alternatives that actually have very little to no research regarding the safety of long-term use, etc. it’s a different conversation, but categorical distrust of tampons is old-school misogyny. you certainly shouldn't wear them if you don’t want to, but there is nothing inherently scary or wrong about them, and people who prefer them are not being reckless or crass.)

((if you're really worried about exposure to heavy metals, you may want to turn a critical eye to fast fashion, as an aside))

[inktho]

feel like i should be sorry about this one

[kiryuing]

[hotcinnamonsunset]

The Tiger (from the poem by Nael, age 6)🐅

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[mihai-florescu]

[daisywords]

One of my biggest nitpicks in fiction concerns the feeding of babies. Mothers dying during/shortly after childbirth or the baby being separated form the mother shortly after birth is pretty common in fiction. It is/was also common enough in real life, which is why I think a lot of writers/readers don't think too hard about this. however. Historically, the only reason the vast majority of babies survived being separated from their mother was because there was at least one other woman around to breastfeed them. Before modern formula, yes, people did use other substitutes, but they were rarely, if ever, nutritionally sufficient.

Newborns can't eat adult food. They can't really survive on animal milk. If your story takes place in a world before/without formula, a baby separated from its mother is going to either be nursed by someone else, or starve.

It doesn't have to be a huge plot point, but idk at least don't explicitly describe the situation as excluding the possibility of a wetnurse. "The father or the great grandmother or the neighbor man or the older sibling took and raised the baby completely alone in a cave for a year." Nope. That baby is dead I'm sorry. "The baby was kidnapped shortly after birth by a wizard and hidden away in a secret tower" um quick question was the wizard lactating? "The mother refused to see or touch her child after birth so the baby was left to the care of the ailing grandfather" the grandfather who made the necessary arrangements with women in the neighborhood, right? right? OR THAT GREAT OFFENDER "A newborn baby was left on the doorstep and they brought it in and took care of it no issues" What Are You Going to Feed That Baby. Hello?

Like. It's not impossible, but arrangements are going to have to be made. There are some logistics.

[hinamie]

morning glory

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[chase-prairie]

Loving reminder from your land history auntie:

North American golf courses have had 50-100 years of arsenic and mercury based fungicide and herbicides applied to their soils.

Do not eat anything that has been grown on a golf course or downstream from a golf course. I know it sounds cool and radical, but you are too valuable to poison yourself with heavy metals.

Protect each other, turn your local golf course into a pollinator garden, not a sex forest or community garden.