#thriving in society today

[worstloki]

creating an insular echo chamber of resounding shared and overlapping voices of opinion to enjoy a blorbo worth maybe half a moment of thought bc that’s what you do when you care for something even when canon has desecrated the character and played it as a puppet on strings for the townsfolk children to enjoy for years rather than let the body be washed and buried

[studentbyday]

uuuggggghhhhnnnggghhhuhuhuhuhuhhhhhhhhh

[modeltyped]

no, i am not thinking about justin suffering the repercussions of having been oversexualized and objectified from a very young age -- to the point where his dms are so filthy not even bleach would clean them -- and being more than likely constantly touched without his consent, as a teenager, a child, from grown women, and subjected to having to smile and chuckle through all of that like it didn’t bother him -- TRAINING HIMSELF to believe it didn’t bother him, of course they wanted him, look at him !!  i am not thinking about justin feeling like he does not own his own body, his own image; of seeing himself and not recognizing himself -- of the first images of his completely naked body that circulate online not done in a tasteful spread by a trusted photographer ( not even his own nudes ) but taken by someone camped outside of his house and spread around the internet like wildfire -- of justin having to laugh it off as though he “couldn’t have kept all this to himself forever [he] guess[es] !!” as if it is some joke, as if he has not been constantly violated every moment of his life, especially since the exposure of to.tal dra.ma -- ESPECIALLY REGARDING THE DRAMA B.ROS ERA.  i’m not thinking of jesus setting him up with therapy appointments to learn to set boundaries and learn who he is beyond his appearance.  i’m not !!!  thinking about that !!! at all !!!

[headspace-hotel]

The USAmerican imagination cannot consider land that is multi-purpose.

A corn field is Corn, an endless monoculture, and all other plants must be eliminated. A residential area is Houses, and absolutely MUST NOT!!! have vegetables or fruits or native plant gardens or small livestock. A drainage ditch is only a drainage ditch, and cannot harbor Sedges and native wetland plants, A sports field is for A Sport, and let no one think of doing any other event on that field, shops and storefronts must have their own special part of town that everybody has to drive to, which requires parking lots...and God forbid we put solar panels on roofs or above parking lots or anywhere they can serve an extra purpose of providing shade, instead of using a large tract of perfectly fine land as a "solar farm."

Numerous examples. But it is the most annoying with agriculture. The people who crunch all the numbers about sustainability, have calculated that a certain percentage of Earth's land is "Used up" by agriculture, which is troubling because that leaves less "room" for "Wilderness." It is a big challenge, they say, to feed Earth's humans without destroying more ecosystems.

Fools! Agriculture is an ecosystem—if you respect the ways of the plants, instead of creating monoculture fields by killing everything that moves and almost everything that doesn't. Most humans throughout history, and many humans today, sustain themselves using a mixture of foraging and agriculture, and the two are not entirely different things, because all human lifestyles change the ecosystem, and the inhabitants of the ecosystem always change themselves in response.

Even if you are a hunter-gatherer that steps very lightly in the forest and gathers a few berries and leaves here and there, you are being an animal and affecting all other parts of the ecosystem. By walking, breathing, eating, pooping, drinking, climbing, singing, talking, all of those things affect the ecosystem. If you gather leaves to sleep on, that affects the ecosystem...if you pile up waste, that affects the ecosystem...if you break a tree branch, that affects the ecosystem...if you start a fire, if you create a small shelter, if you cut a path, that DEFINITELY affects the ecosystem.

This idea, that human activity destroys the ecosystem and replaces it with something Else, something Not an ecosystem, is so silly. "But you just said that even the earliest most technologically simple human societies altered their environment!"

Yes, I did. Because we believe that "pre-agricultural" humans could have no effect on their "wilderness" environment, we ALSO believe another false idea: That when humans affect an environment, they destroy "Wilderness" and change it to something else, like Agricultural Land, that can never have biodiversity and never benefit many life forms.

I think it is the European idea of agriculture that it always involves people settling down and relying on a few special plants that are domesticated intentionally and grown in specially dedicated fields. After all, this idea of an agricultural lifestyle, is in contrast with the "hunter-gatherer" lifestyle, which is assumed to be what humans do before they "figure out" agriculture. The European mind imagines "pre-agricultural" folks ignorantly bumbling about, thinking plants and animals conveniently pop out of nothing for their benefit.

Bullshit! I shake my head in disappointment when I see websites describing Native Americans using wild plants as if those plants just-so-happened to grow, when those same wild plants just-so-happen to thrive only in environments disturbed by humans in some way, and just-so-happen to have declined steeply since colonization, and just-so-happen to be nonexistent in unspoiled "Wilderness" locations, and (often) just-so-happen to have an incredibly wide range where they either once were or are incredibly common, making it very...fortunate that they just-so-happen to have a wide range of uses including food, medicines, and materials for clothing and technology.

Accidentally of course, without any human impact from the humans that were impacting everything. /s

"But if it wasn't an accident, how did it happen?" Here is how to understand this idea: Look at the weeds! The weeds will teach you.

Look at the plants you always see growing without being planted around human buildings and roads, and learn their history. Often you will learn that these plants have many marvelous properties, and have actually been used by humans for thousands of years.

In fact, some of the most powerful and difficult to control weeds, were once actually some of the most essential and important plants for human civilizations to depend on. The dreaded Kudzu, in its home in East Asia, was one of the main plants used for clothing for over 6,000 years, and not only that, it has been cultivated for food and medicine for millennia. You can make everything from paper to noodles out of Kudzu! And Amaranth, the most expensive agricultural weed in all the USA, produces edible and healthy grains as well as several harvests of greens per growing season, and several species of the genus have been fully domesticated and formed a staple crop of Mesoamerica.

Meanwhile...some people have come up with this neat "new" idea called Polyculture, which is where you plant a field with two crops at once and somehow get better yields from both of them. WITCHCRAFT! Unrelatedly, there are other ideas like "Cover Crops" and "Agroforestry" that for some reason have the same beneficial effect.

Wow...It turns out, sterilizing the whole environment of every plant except one crop...isn't actually a good way to do agriculture in many places in the world.

Just think about it from an energy point of view...

We have some places used for "Agriculture," where we wring the land as violently as possible to squeeze green vegetation from light energy.

And we have other places for Other uses, where we spend massive amounts of fossil fuels mowing, chopping, poisoning and trimming to STOP the land from producing its incredible bounty of green vegetation.

And in the agricultural fields, we spend even MORE resources killing the unwanted plants that grow spontaneously

This system is hemorrhaging inefficiency at both ends. It simply isn't a one-to-one conversion of land and fossil fuels to food energy. The energy expenditure of agriculture is mostly going into organizing the vegetation's energy into the shape and configuration we want, not the food itself.

In the Americas, indigenous agricultural systems involve using the plants that exist in the environment to construct an ecosystem that both functions as an ecosystem and provides humans with food, clothing, and other important things. This is the most advanced way.

Most of our successful weeds are edible and useful. A weed is simply a plant that is symbiotic with humans. My hypothesis of plant domestication is that it was initiated by the plants, which became adapted to human environments, and humans bred them to be better crops in response. Symbiosis.

Humans did not pick out a few plants special to intensively domesticate out of an array of equally wild plants, instead they just ate, selected, and bred the plants that were best adapted to live near human civilization. That is my guess about how it happened.

Just think about it. Why would you try to domesticate teosinte (Maize ancestor?) It sucks. Domesticated plants in their wild form are usually like "Why would you put hundreds of years of effort into cultivating this?" Personally I think it's because the plant grew around humans and humans ate and used it a lot because it was abundant. So we co-evolved with the plant.

Supporting this hypothesis, there are many crop plants that mutated and evolved back into weeds, like "weedy" rice, "weedy" teosinte, and "weedy" radishes. Also weeds develop similar adaptations to crop plants to survive in the agricultural environment.

Consider Kudzu. Everyone in the USA knows it as an invasive weed, but since ancient times in China, it was a crop that provided people with fabric from its bast fibers, food from its enormous starchy roots, and many medicinal and other uses. Kudzu is not evil, it simply has a symbiotic relationship with humans, and just as any other species might serve as a biological control, the main biological control of kudzu in nature is the human species.

Think of the vast fields and mountain sides of the South swallowed by thick mats of Kudzu covering lumps that used to be trees. Think of the people toiling away to clear the Kudzu, while wearing clothes made of cotton that was grown in a faraway place using insecticides and depleting fresh water, using energy from their bodies that came from crops grown in fields far away.

Now imagine people working to harvest the Kudzu, to cut the new vines and dig up the starchy roots and use the plant the way it is used by the people who know its ways. Imagine the people using the starch from the Kudzu root to make flour and noodles and sweet confections. Imagine workers processing the vines into thread which is woven into fabric. The hillsides and fields flourish with plants that used to be suffocated, and hillsides and fields in faraway places also flourish with their own plants, instead of being made to grow cotton and crops to provide for the needs the Kudzu provides for.

Imagine the future where we accept our symbiotic relationship with the plants!

[redlipsanddaydreams]

hi i just started bridgerton yesterday and i’m going absolutely fucking feral over “i set them aside for you” and like i don’t even care about this thea girl but that was so goddamn soft i’m just making noises outta my throat i forgot i could make

[clambucket]

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[reasonsforhope]

"When Francois Beyers first pitched the concept of 3D ocean farming to the Welsh regulators, he had to sketch it on napkins. 

Today the seafood farm is much more than a drawing, but if you walked along the Welsh coastal path near St David’s, all you’d see is a line of buoys. As Beyers puts it: “It’s what’s below that’s important.”

Thick tussles of lustrous seaweed suspend from the buoys, mussels cling to its furry connective ropes and dangling Chinese lantern-esque nets are filled with oysters and scallops. 

“It’s like an underwater garden,” says Beyers, co-founder of the community-owned regenerative ocean farm, Câr-y-Môr. The 3-hectare site is part of a fledgling sector, one of 12 farms in the UK, which key players believe could boost ocean biodiversity, produce sustainable agricultural fertiliser and provide year-round employment in areas that have traditionally been dependent on tourism. 

Created in 2020 by Beyers and six family members, including his father-in-law – an ex-shellfish farmer – the motivation is apparent in the name, which is Welsh for “for the love of the sea”. ...

Pictured: Drone shot of Câr-y-Môr, which is on the site of abandoned mussel farms. Image: Scott Chalmers

Ocean farming comes from the technical term ‘integrated multi-trophic aquaculture’, which means a mixture of different seaweed and shellfish species growing together to mutually benefit each other. But it’s not just a way of growing food with little human input, it also creates ocean habitat. 

“You’re creating a breeding ground for marine animals,” explains Beyers who adds that the site has seen more gannets diving, porpoises and seals – to name a few – since before the farm was established.

Ocean farms like Câr-y-Môr, notes Ross Brown – environmental research fellow at the University of Exeter – have substantial conservation benefits.

“Setting up a seaweed farm creates an exclusion zone so fishermen can’t trawl it,” explains Brown, who has been conducting experiments on the impacts of seaweed and shellfish farms across the UK. 

Brown believes a thriving ocean farming industry could provide solutions to the UK’s fish stock, which is in “a deeply troubling state” according to a report that found half of the key populations to be overfished. “It would create stepping stones where we have safe havens for fish and other organisms,” he adds. 

But UK regulators have adopted a cautious approach, note Brown and Beyers, making it difficult for businesses like Câr-y-Môr to obtain licenses. “It’s been a tough old slog,” says Beyers, whose aim is to change the legislation to make it easier for others to start ocean farms. 

Despite navigating uncharted territories, the business now has 14 full-time employees, and 300 community members, of which nearly 100 have invested in the community-benefit society. For member and funding manager Tracey Gilbert-Falconer, the model brings expertise but most importantly, buy-in from the tight-knit local community. 

“You need to work with the community than forcing yourself in,” she observes. 

And Câr-y-Môr is poised to double its workforce in 2024 thanks to a Defra grant of £1.1 million to promote and develop the Welsh seafood industry as part of the UK Seafood Fund Infrastructure Scheme. This will go towards building a processing hub, set to be operational in April, to produce agricultural fertiliser from seaweed. 

Full of mineral nutrients and phosphorous from the ocean, seaweed use in farming is nothing new, as Gilbert-Falconer notes: “Farmers in Pembrokeshire talk about their grandad going down to the sea and throwing [seaweed] on their farms.” 

But as the war in Ukraine has caused the price of chemical fertiliser to soar, and the sector tries to reduce its environmental impact – of which synthetic fertiliser contributes 5% of total UK emissions – farmers and government are increasingly looking to seaweed. 

The new hub will have capacity to make 65,000 litres of sustainable fertiliser annually with the potential to cover 13,000 acres of farmland. 

But to feed the processing hub, generate profit and reduce their dependency on grants, the co-op needs to increase the ocean farm size from three to 13 hectares. If they obtain licences, Beyers says they should break even in 18 months. 

For now, Beyers reflects on a “humbling” three years but revels in the potential uses of seaweed, from construction material to clothing.  

“I haven’t seen the limit yet,” he smiles."

-via Positive.News, February 19, 2024

[wilwheaton]

Eight years ago Will Saletan said “The GOP is a failed state. Donald Trump is its warlord.” There’s probably no short summary, phrase or aphorism I’ve repeated more times on TPM. Because it’s that good. Today we’re seeing another permutation and illustration of that enduring reality. This is more basic than a fractured caucus or any of the personalities involved. It is the logical end result of a party and political movement based on rule-breaking, as a central value and mode of operation. When rule-breaking becomes the norm organizations and polities fall apart … without a strongman. For eight years Donald Trump has been that strongman. It’s Trump’s general indifference to the House Speaker debacle and perhaps focus on his unfolding legal woes that has allowed the chaos to drag on. This is always the relationship between civic democracies and the broken states where strongmen thrive and dominate. Civic democracy operates through an organized competition between different stakeholders in society. It requires a consensus to litigate disagreements through a prescribed set of rules. The breakdown of those rules creates an opening for strongmen who traffic in raw power and sell their ability to impose order. It is both the cause and result of the species of civic and moral degeneracy we see as the mother’s milk of Trumpism.

The Party of Rule-Breaking Trundles Toward Its Inevitable End Point - TPM – Talking Points Memo

[alphynix]

Ninoziphius platyrostris was an early beaked whale that lived during the late Miocene (~6 million years ago) in warm coastal waters covering what is now southwestern Peru. Its ancestors appear to have branched off from all other beaked whales very early in the group's history, indicating a "ghost lineage" going back to at least 17 million years ago.

About 4.4m long (~14'5"), it was less specialized for suction feeding and deep diving than modern beaked whales. Also unlike most modern species its jaws were lined with numerous interlocking teeth, with heavy wear suggesting it may have hunted close to the seafloor, where disturbed sand and grit would have regularly ended up in its mouth along with its prey and steadily ground down its teeth during its lifetime.

Males had a pair of stout tusks at the tip of their upward-curving lower jaw, with possibly a second smaller set of tusks behind them, which were probably used for fighting each other like in modern beaked whales.

Its shallow water habitat and more abrasive diet suggest Ninoziphius' lifestyle was much more like modern dolphins than modern beaked whales, and other early beaked whales like Messapicetus similarly seem to have occupied dolphin-like ecological niches.

These dolphin-like forms disappeared around the same time that true dolphins began to diversify, possibly struggling to compete for the same food sources, while other beaked whales that had begun to specialize for deep sea diving survived and thrived. Interestingly this ecological shift seems to have happened twice, in two separate beaked whale lineages – although only one of them still survives today – with bizarre bony "internal antlers" even independently evolving in both groups.

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Bianucci, Giovanni, et al. "New beaked whales from the late Miocene of Peru and evidence for convergent evolution in stem and crown Ziphiidae (Cetacea, Odontoceti)." PeerJ 4 (2016): e2479. https://doi.org/10.7717/peerj.2479

Bianucci, Giovanni, et al. A new Late Miocene beaked whale (Cetacea, Odontoceti) from the Pisco Formation, and a revised age for the fossil Ziphiidae of Peru. Bollettino della Societa Paleontologica Italiana 63.1 (2024): 21-43. https://www.researchgate.net/publication/380459192_A_new_Late_Miocene_beaked_whale_Cetacea_Odontoceti_from_the_Pisco_Formation_and_a_revised_age_for_the_fossil_Ziphiidae_of_Peru

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Lambert, Olivier, Christian De Muizon, and Giovanni Bianucci. "The most basal beaked whale Ninoziphius platyrostris Muizon, 1983: clues on the evolutionary history of the family Ziphiidae (Cetacea: Odontoceti)." Zoological Journal of the Linnean Society 167.4 (2013): 569-598. https://doi.org/10.1111/zoj.12018

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[blackhistorystoryteller]

Title: "The Significance and Diversity of African Names"

Introduction

African names are a reflection of the continent's incredible diversity, culture, history, and traditions. With over 2,000 distinct languages spoken and a multitude of ethnic groups, Africa is a treasure trove of names that carry deep meanings and unique stories. In this article, we'll explore the rich tapestry of African names, their significance, and the cultural diversity they represent.

The Importance of Names

Names hold a special place in African societies. They are more than mere labels; they encapsulate a person's identity, heritage, and often convey messages of hope, aspiration, and blessings. African names are deeply rooted in the belief that a name can shape a person's destiny and character.

Linguistic Diversity

Africa's linguistic diversity is astounding, with thousands of languages spoken across the continent. Each language group has its distinct naming traditions, resulting in a vast array of names. For example, in West Africa, Akan names such as "Kwame" (born on a Saturday) and "Kofi" (born on a Friday) are common, while in East Africa, Swahili names like "Amina" (trustworthy) and "Nia" (purpose) are prevalent.

Meanings and Symbolism

African names are rich in meaning and symbolism, often reflecting the circumstances of a child's birth, their family history, or the aspirations of their parents. Names can signify virtues like courage, strength, and wisdom or convey hopes for a prosperous and fulfilling life.

Family and Heritage

In many African cultures, names are chosen to honor ancestors, celebrate cultural heritage, or connect the child to their roots. This practice ensures that generations remain connected to their family's history and traditions. For example, the Igbo people of Nigeria often use "Ngozi" (blessing) to convey the hope for a blessed life..

Naming Ceremonies

Naming ceremonies are significant events in many African communities. These ceremonies are joyous occasions where family and friends gather to celebrate the birth of a child and bestow a name. The rituals and customs associated with these ceremonies vary widely, showcasing the diversity of African naming traditions.

Modern Influences

In today's globalized world, African names are not confined to the continent. Many people of African descent living outside Africa proudly bear African names, celebrating their cultural heritage and contributing to the global recognition of the beauty and significance of these names.

Conclusion

African names are a testament to the continent's diversity, culture, and history. They carry profound meanings, connect individuals to their heritage, and celebrate virtues and aspirations. As we embrace and appreciate the beauty of African names, we also acknowledge the importance of preserving and passing on these cultural treasures to future generations, ensuring that the rich tapestry of African identity remains vibrant and thriving.

1. **Kwame (Akan, Ghana):** A male name meaning "born on a Saturday."

2. **Ngozi (Igbo, Nigeria):** A unisex name meaning "blessing" or "good fortune."

3. **Lulendo (Lingala, Congo):** A male name meaning "patient" or "tolerant."

4. **Amina (Swahili, East Africa):** A female name meaning "trustworthy" or "faithful."

5. **Kwesi (Akan, Ghana):** A male name meaning "born on a Sunday."

6. **Nia (Swahili, East Africa):** A unisex name meaning "purpose" or "intention."

7. **Chinwe (Igbo, Nigeria):** A female name meaning "God owns" or "God's own."

8. **Mandla (Zulu, South Africa):** A male name meaning "strength" or "power."

9. **Fatoumata (Wolof, Senegal):** A female name meaning "the great woman."

10. **Kofi (Akan, Ghana):** A male name meaning "born on a Friday."

These are just a few examples, and there are countless other African names with unique meanings and significance. It's essential to remember that Africa is incredibly diverse, and each region and ethnic group has its own naming traditions and languages, contributing to the rich tapestry of African names.

The most popular African names among Black Americans can vary widely based on individual preferences, family traditions, and regional influences. Many Black Americans choose names that connect them to their African heritage and celebrate their cultural roots. Here are a few African names that have been embraced by some Black Americans:

1. **Malik:** This name has Arabic and African origins and means "king" or "ruler."

2. **Amina:** A name of Swahili origin, meaning "trustworthy" or "faithful."

3. **Kwame:** Derived from Akan culture, it means "born on a Saturday."

4. **Nia:** A Swahili name representing "purpose" or "intention."

5. **Imani:** Of Swahili origin, it means "faith" or "belief."

6. **Jamal:** This name has Arabic and African roots and means "handsome."

7. **Ade:** A Yoruba name meaning "crown" or "royalty."

8. **Zuri:** Of Swahili origin, it means "beautiful."

9. **Sekou:** Derived from West African languages, it means "fighter" or "warrior."

10. **Nala:** This name is of African origin and means "gift."

It's important to note that while these names have African origins, their popularity among Black Americans can vary by region and individual choice. Additionally, some Black Americans choose to create unique or hybrid names that blend African and American influences, reflecting their personal and cultural identities. The naming choices among Black Americans are diverse and reflect the rich tapestry of their heritage and experiences.

African Languages: A Tapestry of Diversity and Culture"

Introduction

Africa is a continent known for its stunning natural landscapes, diverse wildlife, and rich cultural heritage. Among its many treasures, the continent boasts an astonishing linguistic diversity that is often overlooked. In this article, we delve into the fascinating world of African languages, exploring their diversity, cultural significance, and the challenges they face in a rapidly changing world.

The Linguistic Kaleidoscope

Africa is home to over 2,000 distinct languages, making it one of the most linguistically diverse regions on the planet. These languages belong to several different language families, including Afroasiatic, Nilo-Saharan, Niger-Congo, and Khoisan, each with its unique characteristics.

Niger-Congo Family: The vast majority of African languages, including Swahili, Yoruba, Zulu, and Kikuyu, belong to the Niger-Congo language family. This family stretches across West, Central, and Southern Africa, reflecting the continent's linguistic richness.

Afroasiatic Languages: Arabic, a member of the Afroasiatic family, has a significant presence in North Africa, while other Afroasiatic languages like Amharic are spoken in the Horn of Africa.

Nilo-Saharan Languages: Found in parts of East and North Central Africa, Nilo-Saharan languages include Dinka, Kanuri, and Nubian.

Khoisan Languages: These languages, characterized by their unique click consonants, are primarily spoken by indigenous groups in Southern Africa, such as the San and Khoi people.

Cultural Significance

African languages are not just tools of communication; they are repositories of cultural heritage and identity. They carry the history, stories, and traditions of their speakers. Each language is a key to unlocking the rich tapestry of African cultures, from oral storytelling and folklore to religious rituals and traditional medicine

Preserving Cultural Diversity

Despite their cultural importance, many African languages are endangered. The rise of global languages like English, French, and Portuguese, often due to colonial legacies, has led to the decline of indigenous languages. To address this, efforts are being made to document, preserve, and revitalize endangered African languages through education, community initiatives, and technology.

A Language of Unity

In some regions, African languages are a means of fostering unity. For example, Swahili, a Bantu language with Arabic influences, serves as a lingua franca in East Africa, promoting communication and cooperation among diverse ethnic groups.

Challenges and Opportunities

While African languages face challenges in an increasingly interconnected world, they also offer unique opportunities. Embracing linguistic diversity can strengthen cultural identities, promote inclusive education, and drive economic growth through multilingualism.

Conclusion

African languages are an integral part of the continent's rich heritage and cultural tapestry. They represent the diversity of Africa's peoples and their traditions. While challenges exist, there is hope that efforts to preserve and celebrate these languages will ensure that they continue to thrive, enriching the world with their unique beauty and significance. In an increasingly globalized world, Africa's linguistic diversity is a testament to the resilience and vibrancy of its cultures.

[ash-says]

22 highlights for the next year for me and you:

1) Never trust a person who tells you other people's secrets even after them knowing they shouldn't. Yours aren't safe either.

2) Grooming changes the way you are perceived on a 360 degree.

3) Fake it till you make it but the making should be happening in the now simultaneously.

4) Multiple personalities always to the rescue but never forget the base. Change the sauce not the crust babe.

5) A colleague is always a colleague. Never a friend not on the job at least.

6) Surviving is your karmic duty. Are you thriving? That's where the real thing sets in.

7) Mental, spiritual, emotional health over anything and anyone.

8) Believe in God blindly. Have a strong belief system.

9) Play by ear on social media. Do it smartly. It's important to keep relevance and be on the trends in today's society especially if you are in a field like me.

10) People lie all the time. So trust with discretion.

11) No matter how low your personal life might be it shouldn't spill over in your professional life and vice versa.

12) Every man's love language is a physical touch. Don't be fooled.

13) A no is a no. Never a potential yes. Make sure you stick to your no's to keep them relevant in the market.

14) Make time for the things you love and enjoy. Don't let the creative in you suffocate.

15) Surround yourself with people that naturally bring out the good in you.

16) Being a little judgmental makes you stable. Too much open-mindedness leads to indecisiveness.

17) If he wanted he would.

18) Material, professional success takes you a long way.

19) Casual sex is bad both physically and emotionally.

20) Always wash your dirty laundry privately. Iykyk.

21) Save money but don't be stingy.

22) Do not let the burden of your past and others weigh over your present and future. Live as freely and wildly as possible. There's a reason we don't have a manual on how to live your life.

That's all for today's show on ash-says. Stay tuned for more illegal tricks and explosive opinions.

Here's a small snippet from my b'day

[miguel-ohara-lover]

Miguel ohara x spiderwoman/single mom reader, where she brings her baby to work at the spider society

Ooooh yes yes yes. I thrive on dad!Miguel so this is amazing.

Miguel x Spider-Woman W/ a Baby

CW: Fluff, dad!Miguel, reader has a baby, Mig is a little tough at first but don’t worry… slight angst cuz of Gabi

I had to ask my mom some stuff cuz… I don’t know shit about babies… also I might have projected a little towards the end don’t mind me…

Part two

It’s not uncommon for spider-people to bring their children to the spider society. Hell, that’s what the day passes are for. Peter B started the trend with Mayday, and after that many spiders wanted to bring their little ones too.

Today you were no different, deciding to bring your baby girl, Alice, to the society. You knew of all places in the multiverse she’d be the safest here. A few folks were surprised to see you with the baby, some cooing and saying she’s adorable, but most kept to themselves.

You headed to the boss’s office, grabbing a coffee from the cafeteria along the way. You needed to make sure you weren’t assigned any missions today. As you walked in, Miguel turned to you to see what you needed, a familiar frown settling on his face when he saw your baby.

He had never liked all the spider people bringing their children. I mean, who would after what he’s been through. Peter seemed to love torturing him with Mayday constantly, but Miguel would never admit it hurt. You noticed the look and chose to keep some distance.

After a few seconds you spoke. “Hey, Miguel, I was just popping in to ask if I have any missions today?”

“Actually…” He turns to one of his screens. “You just got one. In an hour.”

“What? I can’t do a mission today, I have my daughter with me.”

“That’s not my problem.” Miguel doesn’t turn to look at you again. You huff and look around the room while debating what you should do, Alice cooing a little and looking around the unfamiliar room as well.

“Maybe… you could watch her?”

Miguel groaned a little. “Me? Why me?”

“Well I trust you’d keep her safe, boss. And she seems to like you.” You gesture to Alice making the cutest grabby hands at the big scary man. That makes Miguel’s hard outer shell crumble a little, images of his daughter flashing in his mind.

“Hm… how long…?”

“However long the mission is.” You smiled.

Miguel sighed. “Fine… fine… leave her with me…” He lowered his platform more and got down, holding his arms out to take the baby. You carefully handed off the baby to him, and he holds her expertly. He knew what he was doing.

You smiled up at him, a slight blush on your cheeks. “Thank you so much, Miguel.” Alice giggled and cooed at Miguel, waving her little hands at him. All he did was nod to you as a response, his eyes on the baby. You give her a gentle kiss to the forehead before heading off to get ready for your mission.

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After the mission

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You returned from your surprisingly easy mission, heading straight for Miguel’s office to retrieve your baby. When you walk in you see Miguel on his platform, holding Alice against his shoulder. He’s gently bouncing her and singing in Spanish, lulling her to sleep. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

Miguel notices you and placed a finger to his lips, telling you to stay quiet. Once the baby was asleep he spoke in a very quiet whisper.

“You we’re gone longer than I thought you’d be, y/n. Run into any trouble?”

You shook your head no. “The mission was pretty easy, surprisingly.”

“That’s good. Wouldn’t want anything to happen to Alice’s mami.” His eyes were still on your baby, hand on her back as he continued to gently rock and bounce her as she slept so peacefully.

You look up at Miguel. “You make a lovely dad.” He froze for a moment and looked at you.

“Really…?” Is all he said. Your smile grew and you nodded. The corners of his mouth slowly turned up, and for the first time since you’ve known him, Miguel smiled. A real genuine smile.

You swing up to his platform and place a gentle hand on his free shoulder. He glanced at your hand, a little confused by the gesture. There’s a slight blush on his cheeks, and you could tell you finally cracked through those walls he had put up.

“I’m sure her father wouldn’t enjoy this.” He tried to pull away from you, tried to put his walls back up.

You shook your head again. “Her father isn’t in the picture…”

“Really? What kind of father would abandon his daughter?” His red eyes almost seem to glow as anger fills him. He couldn’t imagine a dad causing harm, mentally or otherwise, to his own child. The thought made him sick, made him want to hunt down your ex and-

“Hey.” Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “Don’t worry about it. She’ll have you…” You gave him a gentle smile. Miguel was surprised at that, but it made him happy. He loved the idea of being in Alice’s life more, of being a father figure to her.

“Would you… perhaps like to get dinner later?” Miguel looked into your eyes, and you could see the anger dissipating, being replaced with love.

“I’d love that.” You lean up and give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

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Blue Eyed Samurai and Queer Gender

There's a reason so many trans people keep reading trans identity into Mizu.

Because even if she's cis, her gender is still queer.

Lemme back up for a second. Queer identity is deeply intertwined with experiencing sex and gender in ways which are fundamentally non-normative and non-conformative for the societies we live in. It is about being "other" to what society's default is. There are reasons that queer liberation movements have historically often allied with kink communities, with polyamorous circles, and with feminist movements. There's overlap there, in being outside a tightly constrained norm and demanding equality and recognition. And this also means that what queer is, is defined in part by the society it stands in opposition to.

Because for contrast there have been societies, historically, which have been fully accepting of trans people or even had specific social norms and customs around nonbinary gender. The colonizing Spaniards found and recorded interactions (typically violent, sadly) with trans people in what's now Mexico who lived, married, and were recognized in their societies without regard for their genitals. There are entire fields of study around various historical recognition of nonbinary identities. None of these people existed in opposition to the societies they lived in. Heck if we look at sexuality, the ancient Greeks would certainly not have seen men having sex with men as queer (though they would have judged and demeaned the bottom), but some of them certainly pathologized women who had sex with women. In such a society bisexual men would not be queer, while bisexual women would be.

Queer is contextual. Someone who lives in a fully accepting society as a trans person, who never has contact with a culture where that acceptance isn't the norm? I'm not sure I would call them queer. At the very least, there's a definition of queer as the embrace of one's sexual and/or gender non-normativity which such a person might very well not opt into. That person might not feel queer. We might not share that emotional experience.

And where this comes back to Blue Eyed Samurai is that it's possible to be cis and to be marked unavoidably and unalterably queer by one's society. A cis woman living in the US today who feels absolutely cis but cannot, for whatever reason, stand wearing dresses and must wear pants? Might experience some gender non-conforming experiences, but not necessarily be queer. That same woman in 1890s US? Her gender expression would be outright illegal as a form of crossdressing. She would be seen with the same lens as a trans man and their experiences of gender would both be queer, despite one being cis and one being trans. If such a woman, despite being cis and straight and allosexual and alloromantic and all the rest, told me she felt queer? It would not surprise me in the least.

So if you define queer as any kind of experience or internal feeling, as a state of othered existence rather than a specific set of prescriptive definitional boxes that fit our specific societal norms and practices? Mizu is queer. Mizu might or might not be queer if you transplanted her into the 2020s US where I live. But to define her by how she would fit in our society's boxes is fundamentally missing the point of both the queer experience and the story of Blue Eyed Samurai. (And she might not be cis here, he might be a trans man, or they might be nonbinary. It's hard to say ... and this is why queer history scholars step carefully around modern definitions, by the by.)

What we can say is that who Mizu is, in the context of Edo period Japan, is queer. Whether Mizu is genderfluid, or a trans man, or a cis woman who hates having to be undercover, or a cis woman who thrives being undercover, or a cis woman performing drag, or a trans man who thinks of himself as a woman in drag because he lacks context for being transgender? It's all queer gender. There is no framing in which Mizu wouldn't relate to the experience of queer gender.

Mizu doesn't get to experience gender in a normative way. That's both because of who she is at her core, and something that's defined by society without her consent. She is queer, innately born so and structurally made so at the same time, and that's not a contradiction.

[exhaslo]

Hey there! I ended up reading and binging Puzzle Pieces and I can't regret it. It's so good! You write great!

So, funny fact, I initially read your name as Exhausto. Instead of, y'know, Exhaslo.

So, since you write for Miguel, I had an idea! (Hope you don't mind me rambling!)

Miguel seems like the type of person to exhaust himself easily, with all his work. So, what if there was a spider-person that could put him to sleep? A spider-person that helps Miguel sleep, and helps his touch starvation by cuddling with him. (This man would be touch-starved as heck, you know it.)

Just a fluffy little idea, since poor Miguel is probably always tired....

Thanks so much! Have a wonderful day! (Also, sorry if your requests aren't open, I didn't see anything about whether they were open or not. Take your time on this one, it'll be great no matter what!)

I love me some fluff. Gets me kicking and giggling in my seat. Thank you for enjoying my writing too!! Always brings a smile to my face when someone likes my work!

Sorry I got to this so late! I hope you enjoy this none the less!!

Warning: None just fluff

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What was sleep? The concept was truly unknown to Miguel, leader of the Spider Society. It was a joke, but the man solely thrived on work. Sure felt like it since no one had seen Miguel ever have fun, ever crack a joke, or hell, even joined anyone for a drink.

Like everyone else, you were curious to find a crack in the wall that man had built. Everyone was betting on who would get Miguel to finally relax. You joined in on the bet, but honestly had no real idea on what to do.

Making your way around the Spider Society, you hummed quietly as you roamed the empty halls. You forgot why the place was so empty today, but you were enjoying the peace and quiet.

Spotting Miguel in the distance, you smiled brightly and webbed your way over to him.

"Hey, Miguel!" You chirped, your hands resting against his shoulders for a moment, "Enjoying the quiet?"

"Yeah," Miguel whispered, glancing towards you, "It's...too quiet."

"Hehe, enjoy it while it lasts. Are you burying yourself in work?" You asked, nudging his shoulder slightly.

Miguel grunted in response, continuing his way over to the cafeteria. You decided to follow him, wondering how you could get him to ease up. As you followed Miguel, you noticed the bags under his eyes. The man was exhausted.

"Why don't you take a nap? I promise I won't tell," You said with a small chuckle.

Miguel scoffed as he grabbed himself an empanada. You pouted ever so slightly, feeling like this was beginning to be a lost cause. If no one else was able to succeed, why did you think you could? Taking a step back from Miguel, you watched as he left.

"Now it's even quieter." Miguel sighed, turning back to you. His gaze meeting yours, asking you to follow.

Your ears perked up, smiling brightly as you hurried to the grumpy Spider. You nudged his side once more, chuckling lowly as you chatted with Miguel on the way to his office. Even though you couldn't get him to smile or relax, you did enjoy his company.

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Miguel resisted a grunt as you touched him once more. It was so difficult for him to relax when you were around. Unlike the other Spiders, you were a very touchy and affectionate one. The worst part? You didn't even notice.

With every single touch you gave him, Miguel felt his tension die. His aches and stress just melted away. The more you touched him, the more Miguel wanted. Eventually, he tried to find ways to get near you for just a small nudge.

"Hey, Miguel!" You said with a bright smile, your hands pressing against his back.

Miguel thanked whatever god was listening for his mask. The gentle press of your fingers against his back was delicious. Your soft hands just gripping against his arm as you tried to get his attention. Miguel withheld his fangs, thinking of a way to keep your hands on him.

"I heard you had a big anomaly today! Think I can go on the next one?" You nearly begged, poking his chest.

"Sure," Miguel whispered. You titled your head,

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just tired." Miguel admitted, making his way to his office. You followed behind, humming lowly,

"Take a nap, I won't tell!" You chuckled lowly.

"Hn,"

Miguel grunted lowly to your offer. As you followed him into his office, Miguel finally removed his mask. He sighed heavily and plopped himself by his desk. You approached him, leaning down and grabbing his attention.

"You really need to rest, Miguel." You whispered, your tone full of concern, "You work so hard, even you must be tired."

Miguel had rested his head against the palm of his hand, just staring at you. He closed his eyes and took a deep breathe. How was it to have someone's presence be enough? You, alone, calmed Miguel down and he was desperate for your little touches.

"I close my eyes and someone will need something in five minutes," He huffed. You reached forward and fixed Miguel's hair,

"I can shoo them away."

Miguel inhaled deeply as he enjoyed your fingers against his hair. Your offer was tempting, but could he really take this break? Was it really okay for him to take your offer?

"An hour, that's all I'll ask for." Miguel caved.

He watched your smile as you quickly took a seat beside him. Confused, Miguel just observed you. Your wide glossy eyes met his as you patted your lap. A sudden shiver ran down Miguel's spine as he slowly leaned into you. He was hesitant, but finally rested his head against your lap.

Miguel closed his eyes, enjoying this moment. Your lap was comfortable. Biting his cheek as you stroked his hair, Miguel tried his best to withstand a groan. Why were you torturing him so much? Your caring personality and touchy nature was getting to him. You were going to make Miguel want more.

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You had to resist squealing as you sat there with Miguel resting against you. This was an accomplishment! Your cheeks were burning up as you stared down at Miguel. His peaceful expression as he slept was a sight.

You wanted to keep this moment to yourself.

Stroking your hands through his hair, you hummed quietly as Miguel fell asleep. This was something you wanted more to have. You wanted to have this peaceful moment with Miguel more often. He let you get away with this, could you do more?

As Miguel slept, you couldn't stop staring at him. The beating rate of your heart kept increasing as you thought of him. Lyla appeared every now and then, teasing the two of you. She complimented on your achievement, causing you to blush.

"Lyla!" You whispered, shooing the AI away.

Lyla just snickered before disappearing. After an hour, you slowly woke Miguel up. With a gentle shake, you smiled towards Miguel as he made eye contact with you. He grunted lowly, sitting up. You fixed his hair, chuckling towards his sleepy state.

"See? Wasn't that a good nap?"

"It was, thank you, (Y/N)." Miguel hummed, leaning into your touch, "If it's alright with you...I wouldn't mind doing this again,"

"Of course!"

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Miguel was getting greedy. The man was touch starved and craved every little thing you gave him. Those little hour naps started to come more and more. Miguel just wanted you by his side, easing his stress and pain. You were the light in his dark.

Little by little, Miguel kept asking more of you. it didn't help that you easily gave in to his desires. From a rest here, to a touch there, Miguel kept wanting more.

"Miguel! I finally got a stable job!" You cheered, swinging into his office with glee.

Miguel just smiled towards your cheerful behavior and motioned you over. You were giddy and ended up hugging Miguel tightly. Oh, these were the best. Miguel wrapped his arms around your waist, inhaling at your scent.

"I got a joooooob~" You laughed, squeezing Miguel more.

"Congrats, you deserve it."

Miguel didn't want to let you go. Slowly loosening his grip, Miguel just stared at you. You weren't his, not yet. Fixing your hair, Miguel resisted a chuckle as you kept laughing in joy. You looked up at Miguel and grabbed his hands,

"We should go celebrate! I'll crack open the best wine from the bar," You whispered. Miguel scoffed,

"I have some here,"

As you jumped for joy, Miguel pulled out a secret stash of drinks he kept in his office. You jumped on Miguel's back, cheering towards the party the two of you were going to have.

After a few drinks, you were cuddled against Miguel. Your arms were around his neck, chest against his head as you laughed and babbled nonsense. Miguel on the other hand was just sitting in comfort, enjoying the moment.

"Miggy, I got a job~ Hehe, I'm so happy~" You cooed, resting your head against his neck. Miguel groaned softly, his hands around your back,

"Good job, (Y/N)." He whispered.

Miguel was in heaven. Who would have thought that you were even more handsy when tipsy? Making sure that you didn't drink too much, Miguel decided to put his stash away. You let out a soft whine and tackled Miguel onto the floor.

"(Y/N), as much as I'm enjoying this, you must behave before I don't," He said with a soft groan. You nuzzled against Miguel, closing your eyes in the process,

"Then, I'll take a nap~ Don't tell~" You giggled. Miguel smiled softly,

"I won't."

At this rate, Miguel was going to keep asking you for more. His needs and greed kept growing for you. His wants and desires kept growing.

But you weren't complaining.

And he wasn't going to stop.

Not until the day he made you his.

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Hope you enjoyed! As I was writing this I had an idea for another short story, but that will come for another day! Hehe

[everybodysinvited]

Trans History! - April Ashley

While Transgender Awareness Month may be coming to a close, these historic icons live on! April Ashley is another shining example of trans resilience and beauty! Despite her rocky up-bringing and being outed in the press as a trans woman, Ashley continued to thrive amongst high society as a model and socialite.

I love reading about trans and gnc people who lived their lives fully and as themselves, I hope sharing their stories gives hope to the trans youth of today that you belong, you deserve a full and happy life, you deserve the world 💖 Trans kids deserve to grow up.

Image & text description in ALT

[rpstartersinc]

* 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝟑: 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟏.

feel free to change pronouns / wording! potential spoilers!

" we have been apart for far too long. "

" seems as though your business is thriving. "

" there's no need to shout. "

" you've gotten rather good. "

" do you not wish to greet me? "

" i was nowhere and everywhere. "

" the lack of interest here today shall usher me to an early grave at any moment. "

" i simply could use some peace. "

" the truth has a way of rearing its ugly head. "

" i take it you are finally done with daydreaming? "

" do you find yourself back in town for any particular reason? in search of something or... someone? "

" i do not wish to see a citrus colour, ever again. "

" you have never been one for silly romances. "

" a man cannot tell his secrets. "

" i have kept your secret exactly because i do not wish to keep revisiting the past. "

" i must make a good impression. "

" i wonder what whistledown will write about next issue. "

" what a striking gown you have on. "

" i should like a moment alone. "

" once one finds oneself on the wall, it is difficult to come off it. "

" you do not much like attracting notice, do you? "

" it is a pity you did not choose something sturdier. "

" if you are going to make me say it out loud, i miss you. "

" what you did was cruel, and unnecessary. "

" i'm sorry for intruding. "

" it pains me to see you upset. "

" if a husband is what you seek, then... let me help you. "

" what i have learned is that charm can be taught. "

" i do love a game, especially when i am so often the victor. "

" i do not fear change, i embrace it. "

" i do not care what lady whistledown writes about me. "

" i should like to see your skills as they are, first. "

" i suggest you make good use of it. "

" you agree, i am unteachable. "

" you already know how to do this. "

" it is impossible to be in society and not care what others think. "

" do you think me a magician? "

" we needed a place to be alone. "

" you don't have to be embarrassed, you know me. "

" that's exactly why i will feel even more embarrassed, because i know you. "

" somehow my character gets lost between my heart and my mouth, and i find myself saying the wrong thing or more likely nothing at all. "

" your eyes are the most remarkable shade of blue. yet, somehow, they shine even brighter when you are kind. "

" your writing... it is very good. "

" they've taken to hunting in packs. "

" you know, whenever i have a disagreement with an acquaintance, i find the best course of action is simply to pretend they are dead. "

" talents? no. unless you consider a knack for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time a talent. "

" now i can stuff my mouth with chocolates without fear of appearing impolite. "

" i do not much care for idle gossip. "

" i think i am somehow afraid i will do something wrong. "

" despite the cover of night, there are still eyes upon us all at all times. "

" what is foolish is being unreasonable about what you can achieve. "

" men can often cause much more trouble than they are worth. "

" i bribed her to give us a minute alone. "

" a small taste of the light can lead to that most dangerous of emotions: hope. "

" once hope is lost, a lady may become reckless. "

" would you kiss me? "

" i do not wish to die without ever having been kissed. "

" i apologise for the late hour, but i had to see you, immediately. "

" you occupy my every thought. "

" you slept late. "

" i slept peacefully. "

" a week sequestered in your room, and you come down and you say this to me? "

" i noticed you have not been seen in society for some time. "

" i would certainly rather be predator than prey. "

" i think i see a corner in which to hide myself. "

" you must simply follow your heart. "

" it is the mark of a good man, to help a friend in need. "

" unfortunately, i require all pity for myself. "

" i find your frankness immensely refreshing. "

" is there some reason you are trying to escape civilisation? "

" we can do whatever we want. "

" i have heard a great deal about you. "

" that was a thrilling distraction, was it not? "

" it was a good thing no one was injured. "

" a man can be pensive, can he not? "

" i am in awe of your heroism. "

" some cannot help being heroes. "

" in need of some quiet? i have been in search of it all night. "

" perhaps we can enjoy the silence together. "

" well, then you have misjudged me. "

" i am not afraid of you. "

" courage is within us all. "

" as long as we are honest with ourselves and about our feelings, it is possible to do anything. "

" the person i was earlier today... i was pretending to be someone i am not. "

" how many yous are there, exactly? and where do you hide them all? "

" i have come to call on you. "

" i do not wish to be called on. "

" step another pace backwards, you read me too well. "

" i do not wish to interfere. "

" i cannot have you growing distracted. "

" i do not mind a stirring tale or a book of fact but, in truth i find myself drawn back time and time again to stories of... love. "

" i do not believe i have ever had a friend call to the house before. "

" a gentleman must keep some things to himself. "

" do not tell me you are holding out for love. "

" love is make-believe. "

" do you know what is romantic? security. "

" i am grateful to you, for keeping me company. "

" past lives are dangerous places to revisit. "

" if you need to keep your distance from me a while, i understand. "

" you are unlike many people. "

" i do not feel much like talking. "

" i am not a man of many words. "

" my work has such a large portion of my heart it may be difficult to make more space. "

" i cannot stand by and watch you make a mistake. "

" the only mistake was me ever asking for your help in the first place. "

" it is said that the heart is forever making the head its fool. "

" will you please let us ride home in silence and leave me alone. "

" what if i did have feelings for you? "

" i have spent so long trying to feel less. "

" these past few weeks have been full of confounding feelings, feelings like a total inability to stop thinking about you. "

" do not say things you do not mean. "

" do you think anyone saw us? "

" are you going to marry me or not? "