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2020.10.26 18:51 stockroomhero I am upset when I see heterosexual sex

I just want to preface what I'm about to say with this: To the men out there who genuinely care about their woman's pleasure and have a healthy sex life, I know you exist, and I commend you. This is just about my personal experiences.
Lately I've been feeling so angry when I see drawings or images or videos of straight couples having sex. I've been getting into sex toys recently and sometimes they have a little drawing/picture on the box or website or whatever of a guy using the toy to pleasure the woman and I find that so angering and triggering. Partly because I'm really into women and I feel hopeless that most women are straight and that I'm expected to be straight and want that when I really don't, and partly because my ex boyfriend never ever pleasured me like that. He didn't care about whether I was enjoying sex. He didn't want to use lube to make it more comfortable for me, didn't engage in foreplay very often, didn't try to make himself sexy for me or ask me what he could do to improve. Sex with him was often unpleasant and degrading because I was being treated like a fleshlight. My attempts to improve things outside of sex were met with a lot of resistance (there were a LOT of problems and I was pretty vocal about what I needed to change) so it felt like my desire for him was unsalvageable and I didn't want him to pleasure me anymore so that it was easier to dissociate. Our mediocre, boring sex life was a symptom of a much bigger problem that I was getting nowhere in trying to fix. So I let it be one sided. I wish that I'd left him so much sooner.
So when I'm browsing the sex toy subreddit and I read posts by men who want to go out of their way to surprise their woman with a sex toy I feel angry and devastated that my ex wouldn't have ever dreamed in a million years of doing something like that for me. I find it difficult to believe that a man could actually care about a woman's pleasure so much when both my ex boyfriends cared so little. Nowadays I find heterosexual sex really triggering. Last week I was browsing porn (women only) and I stumbled across a subreddit with some really hot gifs of guys fucking girls so good they squirt and their whole bodies shake and I was flooded with emotions and had to stop masturbating and started crying instead. I truly understand what trigger warnings are all about now, because that was such a visceral reaction.
Like I said, it's part jealousy and anger that most women only desire men, all the women I have desired were straight and never wanted me back, I feel suffocated by heteronormative expectations and it's an uphill battle for queer women like myself to express their love for other women... and part rage that my ex usually spit on his hand, rubbed that on his cock and fucked me missionary or doggy style for less than 10 minutes for more than half of our relationship.
I'm honestly perfectly happy to not have sex or relationships with men anymore. I feel relieved and excited to know that I can just be with women from now on and that's why I've stopped identifying as bisexual. But I want to stop feeling so angry and triggered and disgusted when I see heterosexual sex. I want to feel like it's safe for me to see it and okay with the fact that most people are straight and that it's still a wonderful amazing thing for those people. There's nothing wrong with hetero sex and I'd like to stop feeling like it's the worst thing ever. I know consciously that there are plenty of men who are excellent sexual partners and it feels unhealthy to perceive them all as being selfish and ignorant regarding women's pleasure, even if I no longer wish to pursue men myself.
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2020.10.26 16:33 Bennyboi456 The story of my biromantic asexual self acceptance (TW - Sexual assault , biphobia , aphobia and mention of self harm).

Happy Asexual awareness week everyone - For the occasion I have decided to openly discuss the story of accepting my existence as a biromantic asexual man. The following is a letter written by myself directed towards my incredible sister detailing my LGBT self acceptance story. This was originally private but is being posted with her permission in the hopes others will be inspired. All names and specific details have been edited.
Hi honey. I know this is kinda out of nowhere but there are some things I need to talk about. These memories are hard to talk about. It concerns some things that have happened in my life. Some bad things – a lot of bad things - but also some good things. I still struggle to say these things aloud. I trust you and know I can talk freely without judgment. You are the best, strongest woman I know and I am blessed every day to be your big brother. I love you now and always. With that said I know you have problems with your mental health and would like to place a trigger warning here as some of what I have to say is very dark.All of this said here I go:
I was sexually assaulted by a girl when I was 15 years old.
This happened in my old school - "school name" – in "year". This was around the time I was first experimenting with my sexuality as before this all I knew was being straight and never considered any other option. I wasn’t sure of myself and was very confused and vulnerable at the time. The only person who knew I was different at this point in time was "male best friend" – my male best friend who I would later fall in love with (We will get to that later). One day during a lunch hour a girl approached me and “asked me out”. I was deep in denial about my asexuality at the time and was sure I had to be straight because “it’s natural” as had been drilled into my head. So I accepted this girl’s offer. She had me meet her behind the school gyms (Out of bounds and away from other people – yeah I know I’m an idiot). When I was there she talked about how “cute and sexy” I was. Without asking for consent she backed me into a corner against the back of the gym and started grinding her butt against me – pressing against my pants where my penis was as hard as she could. At the time I failed to fully comprehend what was happening but I knew I didn’t like it. I asked her to stop several times but got ignored because “You are a boy why are you complaining?” She also tried to feel and squeeze my balls through my pants and aggressively tried to kiss me.
I was sweating and shaking uncontrollably. Every part of my brain was screaming in protest. I don’t remember how long this went on but at some point I squirmed away (or she may have let me go at some point? I repressed a lot of the details). Regardless I fled and sat in the boy’s toilets for the next hour trying to comprehend what had happened. My brain was on fire. I was in an internal battle of “That was awful – I hated that” vs “You are a teenage boy what’s the problem?” I cried for a long while. I never told anyone what happened that day at least not in detail – I told "male best friend" I needed to be protected from a girl who was “bullying” me. I spent every break I could after that with "male best friend" and his girlfriend as a group or if not isolated to the school library. After that I completely closed off to the idea of a relationship. I started ignoring girls to avoid possibly getting feelings. I started to identify as an aromatic asexual in my head (A person who lacks romantic or sexual attraction). I was asked out again by 2 different girls (I hope legit but I will never know). I just ran away both times. I gained a reputation as the “prude”. People started being aphobic and invalidating me. “What’s wrong with you?” “That isn’t a real thing” “You should see a doctor about that” “You are broken” “Just fuck someone that will fix it lol”.
I spiraled. I kept up appearances as the happy nice kid but in my head I was falling into deep fear, anger and depression. I stopped using the word asexual to describe myself. I was scared to say anything to "mum" and "dad" so I was left to deal with it myself – I tried different things to dull the pain – I stole some of mums wine once (didn’t like it – That’s one of the reasons I don’t drink now). I briefly thought about self-harm but thank god never went through with it. I got addicted to porn for a long time (“Because asexuals don’t do that so it makes sense right?” – teenage me). I’m sure you remember accidently finding some on my computer a few years back. This is what led to my bi awakening. At first I was just watching normal stuff but over time I drifted more towards gay stuff. Now I was really confused – How could I like men? “Normal” people don’t do that. I thought about guys at school – "male best friend" specifically (“Wait fuck do I like him?”). Yeah I did. Really did. Really REALLY did. I had had baby crushes before but I properly fell for this guy - then I just went right back to hating myself – Pretty much everyone at that school was straight or if not they presented themselves as such at least. I also came to grips with the fact I really am asexual which just distressed me more. I was a double freak in these kid’s eyes – liking guys but also not wanting sex? People just keep saying shit. “What a weirdo fag” “Probably some fucking closest pedo or something” “Is he disabled?” “Something must be wrong with his head”. These are actual things I heard said about me.
At this point I just closed myself off to everything. I ghosted a lot of the people I knew. I stopped talking to "male best friend" (To try to “stop” being into dudes). I started having nightmares about the girl who did that to me. This was near the end of school as I was about to become an adult. I finally got away from that place. After coming to "other country" I started to use the word asexual again within our family and slowly stopped watching the porn – I didn’t even enjoy it , I was literally just addicted to it out of habit. I pushed the bi part away and just acted like I’m ok being alone. I repressed the other half of myself for years. I met another guy when I worked at "job" who I liked but forced myself to repress my feelings. It hurt. Really hurt but I accepted it – but then something happened: You happened.
Like I mentioned I read that letter you wrote coming out as bi. I couldn’t believe it – not you being bi that I believed. I couldn’t believe you were brave enough to say it. I was floored. You just wrote the words “I am bisexual” and weren’t ashamed of it. I nearly cried.
You saved me that day. You gave me hope. After that I began fighting my doubts and fears. I started to look at men again and slowly accepted who I really was. I researched and found the title “Biromantic Asexual” and deemed it perfect for me. I am a biromantic asexual person and I’m not ashamed of it anymore – and it’s thanks to you "sister". I don’t have nightmares anymore. I’m not scared anymore. So whenever you are panicking or have bad mental health days try – if it helps – to think about what you did for me. You literally saved my life. I don’t mean to be dramatic but who knows what road I might have gone down if I continued the way I was. You are strong. You are brave. You are beautiful. You are intelligent. You are funny. You are the best person I know and I love you. You are my hero and I want to help you. I know you suffer. I worry so much. I remember the night you had a panic attack while driving – "mum" and "dad" ran off to get without giving me any context. I was freaking out. I thought the worst immediately – I thought I had lost you. The same happened years ago when you disappeared one night and the police had to find you. When you first came to "country" and I wasn’t here to defend you from "Grandma" and "Granddad" (Who I hate). The other day when you showed covid symptoms I genuinely thought you were dying. I hear you arguing with "finance" sometimes – which I know is none of my business but I help but worry – even when you do something as simple as go out I have to make myself not worry – And I know that makes me sound selfish but it’s true. You are an adult and can look after yourself I know but if you were to ever get hurt – physically or otherwise – I couldn’t bear it. You should never be in any sort of pain and anytime you are I feel I have failed you.
So I want you to make me a promise – I want open and honest communication. Anytime you suffer – with anything at all you need to tell me – and in return I will not mask my feelings anymore. I will tell you if I ever need it.
Let me be strong for you – whenever you need it. Not that you aren’t strong regardless because you are – inhumanly. You inspire me every single day with your kindness, your beauty, your intelligence and your courage. You are the first to shut me down when I call myself ugly. You put up with my crappy jokes. You came with me when I got my first tattoo. If you ever had kids you can bet I’m being the best uncle I could possibly be. I couldn’t get by in this world without you – even your goodnight messages mean the world. I still have every single one.
Well that’s my story. I’m not sure how you will react – I know it’s a lot. It make take some time to process. I understand.
Be good – Be bi – be you. Love you honey and I always will.
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2020.10.26 16:01 CleganeForHighSepton (All) Friends, after 3+ years of theory posts and analysis I... I think I've found something. A well-known allegory that touches all major themes and mysteries in Season 3, shaping The Return into a true "greater than the sum of its parts" Lynchian extravaganza. I can’t unsee this. (Huge Deep Dive).

TL;DR: The Greek myth "The Abduction of Persephone" maps onto The Return perfectly. Using this myth as a framework, this post lays out a consistent, no-nonsense description of Cooper's plan (and what went wrong with it), clarifies all the timeline / time travel confusion and offers a very satisfying, very "supported-by-what-we-see-on-screen" explanation as to who Judy is, who The Dreamer is, what happened to Audrey, why Mr. C wanted the coordinates and, most importantly of all, what The Return was really all about.
Extended TL;DR: I made a post recently arguing that season 3's plot is, more or less, a conglomeration of a couple of different Greek myths. I put it to you now that you can reduce The Return right down to a 1:1 analogy of the Abduction of Persephone, and in so doing transform a complex, at times unclear narrative into a self-contained Homeric allegory of a mother's grief. The Return is structured much more like Mulholland Drive than we could have hoped, and Persephone is the key to unlocking the puzzle box.
Apologies for the obscene word count folks, but I honestly think this could be my Post de Résistance -- it answers so many questions at once I felt it needed to be fleshed out in full. If you have the time, I think you'll enjoy it.
A Pantheon of Two
Twin Peaks has room for only two Gods, two poles of equal and opposing strength. In one corner stands the Fireman, sender of dreamy visions, father of golden orbs and defender of light. In the other floats The Experiment, spewer of vomit & eggs, mother of darkness, creator of Bob, Frogmoth & presumably countless other monsters. Two Lodges: White and Black.
Below these Creator Gods you have a whole host of angels and demons; your red room inhabitants, your Beulas, Woodsmen, White Horses, Tremonds, Chalfonts, Frogmoths, Didos, Bosomy Women, FWWM Angels, arguably your sexy French Ladies, Polish Accountants, maybe even Laura herself if you judge by P8, etc. etc. On the lowest level you have humanity, and possibly the doppelgangers & tulpas (arguably they should be 'tier 2' as well). Fringe cases aside, IMHO this kind of feudal hierarchy is pretty unproblematic and surprisingly useful.
One Analogy to Rule Them All
Try thinking of Cooper's mission to stop an "extreme negative force" not as a conspiracy to kill a God, but to stop an extremely powerful, extremely dangerous 'tier 2' being (much like Morgoth in The Silmarillion or, shifted one tier down, Sauron in LotR).
With this playing field in mind, take a look at the Abduction of Persephone.
One God (Hades) abducts another (Persephone), an act which proves disastrous not just for the Greeks, but for the human race as a whole. The problem for the humans is actually not Hades per se but Demeter, Persephone's mother, who goes half mad when she finds out what happened. Demeter is the God of nature, fertility and the harvest, and she essentially turns feral with the thought of her daughter being dragged off to hell kicking and screaming. As a result, the entire planet is plunged into an ecological nightmare, a time of endless famine, plague, dark, cold, rotting forests, extreme weather, etc. etc. etc. In the end, Zeus himself has to step in and have Persephone returned to her mother, lest all of humanity be wiped out.
Twin Peaks Seasons 1 & 2: Family and The Life Within
At its core, the original run of Twin Peaks was not about demons, monsters or Gods. It was about the family unit, about the trauma that comes about when something goes wrong within the home. This focus on the internal, private life was explored through the so-called ‘psychological’ element of the show; the surreal, Lynchian projection of certain characters’ internal fears and desires out into the real world.
There was Leland’s primitive lust metaphorically represented by Bob, the suggestion that the very idea of Bob was a psychological defence mechanism of Laura's, a mask to blind her from the traumatic truth about her father. There was the idea of Laura’s spiritual corruption spreading out to others via her clothes, the ‘ghost face’ certain people visibly develop after close contact with the black lodge, Bob's hand-shaking spreading through the residents of Twin Peaks like a nervous twitch, and so on.
This internal/external, public/private axis was a huge part of what made Twin Peaks so artistically & thematically rich, and there's no doubt that Lynch and Frost care about and understand this central aspect of their creation. With Lynch, for example, an incredibly similar 'externalisation of the internal' concept would be essential for Mulholland Drive.
A Mother’s Grief
The abduction of Persephone is a story about a mother's pain and suffering at the loss of her daughter. Hades steals Persephone, her mother loses her mind from grief and -- essentially because Demeter is a supernatural being -- the entire world suffers with her.
So too it is with the story of Sarah Palmer. Sarah "Judith" Palmer (thanks, Frost books), possessed by the Frogmoth, tinged with magic. A woman who practically radiates darkness in season 3, living in a witch's den of a house, consuming nothing but cigarettes and Bloody Marys, subsisting, in her withered state, on what pain and suffering can be drawn from gory nature docs and looped video tapes of people hurting each other. Sarah, lost to the void, consumed by grief, living in a picturesque town that just can't seem to rid itself of a very weird, very dark shadow.
In The Return, the Frogmoth-inhabited, supernaturally-tinged Sarah Palmer fulfils the role of Demeter. Endless, Frogmoth-enhanced suffering has made Sarah a literal font of negativity, an extreme force that attracts and/or projects an abstract manifestation of her grief out into the woods of Washington on a grand scale.
When the curtain came down on season 3, there were definitively 'happy ever after' endings for precious few Twin Peaks residents. There was Ed & Norma, Nadine & Jacoby, the defeat of Bob, and that's really about it. And even here, if you play the clock out on Ed & Norma's story for just a couple more hours, quite possibly you will have Norma's de facto grand-daughter Becky turn up murdered by Steven. If that happens, our perennially on-again, off-again couple will most likely, yet again, put their lives on hold so that Norma can take care of her de facto daughter, Shelly.
Beyond these fleeting bursts of sunlight, Goddamn things are bleak. You have the sick child, the gunshot child, the hit-and-run child, the endless plague of teen drug use, skin rashes, mental illness, disability,, disturbing visions, Sheriff Truman's illness, murder, teen suicide, people literally selling their blood, high schoolers overdosing, high school prostitutes, repeated images of people literally ‘looking away’ and ignoring the suffering of others, women trapped in endless, predictable cycles of suffering -- all the little contrivances and oddities that always just seem to work out in everyone's worst interests.
Quite unreasonably bad luck up there, eh? It's almost like something is tipping the scales of the universe in all the wrong ways...
A Hard 8
Arguably the smoking gun in all this is Vegas, a famously horrible, cruel, callous death-grin of a city where, in a Frost/Lynch production, you absolutely should expect to see the worst of the worst in terms of pain and suffering, certainly much more so than in a salt of the earth, rural town. And yet, apart from the unresolved vignette about the drug addict mother, everything more or less comes up aces in the desert, and quickly too. It's like the good old days; Cooper sorts out his family, sorts out his job, helps and inspires his friends, helps his co-workers, saves old ladies, resists temptation, solves the crime, evades multiple assassination attempts, makes sure all the bad guys get what's coming to them, wakes up, says his goodbyes and gets to Twin Peaks right on time.
That shadowy, otherworldly dread, the sense that the owls are watching, that the coin flips will always go against you -- down south it's diminished, if not absent entirely. It's almost like Vegas is still outside the event horizon, physically far enough from Sarah so as to have remained unaffected by her grief.
The Dreamer
Whether she is aware of it or not, Sarah is the dreamer, Judy, the one whose magically-steeped, deeply scarred, parasitically-inhabited subconscious is reshaping the world around her, projecting and giving form to the nightmarish burden she lives with every day. As it turns out, Glastonbury Grove is just another portal, but one of many according to season 3. The Red Room is not the root of the evil in the woods, the mysterious darkness first spoken of by The Bookhouse Boys. That evil is coming from Sarah and, as we learned from the scenes with the Little Girl in P8 (thanks again, Frost books), it always has been. And, due to Laura's death, it's gotten so much worse.
The Plan
Somehow, sometime, presumably via the Zeus-like Fireman, someone gets wind of this ever-darkening shadow and, before he has a chance to do anything, Cooper finds himself in an impossible situation; how do you put the genie back in its bottle if the bottle got smashed? How do you bring Persephone back to Demeter if Persephone was murdered instead of kidnapped?
Ultimately, the master plan is to highjack the powers of the lodges, go back to 1989 and stop Laura's murder, preventing mother and daughter from ever separating and stemming the spread of Sarah darkness before it gets so out of control. Cooper doesn't love Laura, or have any White Knight, unhealthy obsession with this one specific case. If anything, season 3 implies that Bob and Judy are -- save for the unique danger posed by Sarah -- run of the mill subjects for the Blue Rose Taskforce, that Gordon & Friends have been kept quite busy over the decades by a variety of supernatural entities, and that nobody is especially shocked by what is happening.
The key factor re: Sarah is that Cooper is out of options from the beginning. The clock is ticking and, from Coop's perspective, the only possible solution involves going way, way outside the lines drawn by the fundamental laws of the universe.
The Problem with The Plan
Cooper's problem is that he miscalculated. The Experiment (or some other God-like force) snatches Laura away just as soon as Coop saves her and it turns out that, for this particular Demeter, a mysteriously disappeared daughter is even more traumatic than a dead one.
This is a dark, rhetorical question, but ask yourself what is psychologically more damaging; knowing that your daughter was abused and murdered by her father, or knowing that your daughter was abused by her father and subsequently disappeared forever without a trace (presumably in a suicide, murder, abduction, or as a drug addict/prostitute runaway)?
Needless to say, these are both equally horrendous, "worst-of-all-possible-worlds" scenarios. However, with regards to the aforementioned psychological element of Twin Peaks, it's worth keeping in mind that there's a tonne of literature out there about the particularly awful, particularly long-lasting grief that comes with cases of mysterious disappearance. The ever-increasing likelihood that your loved one is dead, or injured, or being abused, or is a drug addict... the increasingly slim, never quite non-existent chance they might come back, the guilt about what pushed them away, feelings of abandonment... as I said, a lot has been written about this stuff and how it can be almost uniquely terrible for surviving family members.
And so, when Cooper walks out of the red room 25 years into the "Laura disappeared" timeline, he finds that the corruption spreading from Sarah/Frogmoth/Judy has intensified greatly, reaching even as far as Odessa, Texas. I mean, just look at the world Cooper comes back to in P18; the outrageously unsettling motel, the Diane double glimpsed in the parking lot, the endless night from Texas to Washington, the Cerberus-like trio of cowboys at Judy's Diner, the literal nooses in Carrie's yard, the unbelievably sinister white-eye headlights on the highway, the "bad luck" horseshoe necklace, the corpse on the couch, the No. 6 pole showing up where it has no right to be, Cooper's constant unease, the contrast between Cooper's awkward kiss with Diane in P18 vs. their passionate one in P17, a sex scene that righfully belongs in Requiem for a Dream...
All that in one episode! This isn't a slight tipping of the scales; it’s way worse here.
Cooper understood that the past dictates the future, that things would be different, but he was "far away" by failing to anticipate that the world might be even darker in the "new" timeline, that the forces opposing him might themselves have anticipated everything, and would undo this best-laid plan of mice and men as if it were nothing more than a loose thread on a sweater.
Cooper tried to rebalance the world by bringing Persephone back to Demeter, to kill two birds with one stone by saving Laura and Sarah simultaneously, but he only succeeded in getting Persephone kidnapped and, evidently, multiplying Demeter's suffering.
Cooper going to Odessa is an attempt to course-correct, to finish the job by finally reuniting mother and daughter (hence interceding to bring Laura to “her mother’s home” even though Laura's life seems to be in no immediate danger). Unfortunately, things have already gone way too far. It's too late, a critical mass of Sarah grief has been reached and surpassed. In this new reality, the rabbit is out of the hat and it definitely won't be going back in. Unlike the original timeline, where even in the darkness you could find some light, here there are no stars.
Wouldn't it be so much less painful if we could just go back to starting positions?
A Butterfly flaps its wings in Ancient Greece...
  • Audrey's story is, chronologically speaking, out of place with the rest of season 3; it too takes place in the new, "Laura disappeared" timeline. Production issues aside, this is why the sinister tone in Audrey's house matches Odessa's so neatly, why both contain the odd, weighty line "Is it the story of the Little Girl who lived down the lane?", and why Audrey's story contains only the most tangential of connections to the rest of the "original timeline" (e.g. she is only linked to very minor characters who reasonably could be doing similar things in both timelines, or to events which reasonably could have taken place in both).
  • Regarding the aforementioned Little Girl, it turns out that this really is her story. The story of a survivor, of what remains after everything a woman loves disintegrates around her (and how problematic it is for everyone else if that woman is inhabited by a magical parasite). For Sarah, it really is a "Goddamn bad story", while from the daughter's perspective, Sarah became exactly what FWWM Laura feared she would herself become if she stayed in Twin Peaks; a font of suffering for all those around her. Are you starting to feel how nice and holistic all this is?
  • Due to what happened to Laura, Sarah sees children and young women as ever-vulnerable to drugs, sexual abuse, violence from male figures, abduction and corruption. And so it is with the sick girl, gunshot boy, hit and run boy, the drugged overdosing high schoolers, the continuation of child prostitution by the same old Renault family. Sarah's family unit was horrendously abusive and malformed, and so it is with Richard and Sylvia, Beverley Paige & her husband Tom, Stephen & Becky, Richard’s Horne’s highlighted lack of a family unit (and eventual death at the hand of his father), etc. This is like Mulholland Drive made real; Sarah's inner suffering is being manifested into a sea of surreal, Laura-centric darkness, except for the residents of Twin Peaks this is not some fever dream -- it's all really happening.
  • Almost as a byproduct, this Persephone analogy auto-generates a satisfying take on what Mr. C was up to, while also suggesting why The Evolution of the Arm and Philip Gerrard were helping Cooper. Other than avoiding Red Room prison and keeping hold of Bob, DoppelCooper is primarily obsessed with coordinates (coordinates which P17 strongly implies would bring him -- via the Fireman's -- to Sarah's door). If Sarah is an unpluggable font of negativity, we might easily suppose that Mr. C may not want this Judy magic spreading and spoiling all his cartel-building, garmonbozia-producing scheming if he were aware of it. If that’s the case, Mr. C’s actions become fairly self-evident. This isn’t about reuniting Bob and Judy -- after all, they were together back in the original series -- and Mr. C seems to want to keep a hold of Bob in any case. This is about Mr. C finding Judy, who harbors the Frogmoth, and killing them both. DoppelCooper has the same mission as regular Cooper (quite appropriate for a story about a man and his doppelganger), he just doesn’t mind getting his hands dirty to succeed.
  • Speaking of alternatives, you could take everything in this post and apply it to the physical Palmer house itself rather than to Sarah. The house -- or rather, the unseen extreme negative force that lives within its walls -- becomes a lens, projecting Sarah's inner suffering outwards. There's a whole smorgasbord of shady imagery associated with the Palmer home spread throughout the whole series (especially regarding the fan, which seems to have a portal to the Convenience Store in it, and which was basically a co-conspirator in Laura’s abuse if you consider that Leland switched it on to muffle the sound of his attacks), so I really don't think this is all that outlandish. Perhaps our Judy is a where, not a who. Perhaps it is literally "in our house now".
  • Either way, I really can't stress enough how much I enjoy that this interpretation incorporates Sarah Palmer as a truly central part of season 3. Because if you think about it, Sarah's story is usually ignored and/or pretty unimportant for most theories and interpretations of The Return. She is usually looked at as little more than a bystander, a flavour character, not all that dissimilar to Audrey's rather self-contained story. Even though I have often been guilty of the same thing, this always felt weird to me; Sarah's presence feels extremely significant when she's on screen, and we spend quite a long time with her throughout the season. It's a lot of air time, a lot of mystical beings shown and special effects paid for, and for what? Showing us that Sarah ended up unhappy? By seeing Sarah/Frogmoth/Judy as the source of darkness in Twin Peaks, her scenes take on a whole new importance, and in my books that's gotta be a good thing. Plus Grace Zabriskie is amazing.
  • What also excites me so much about this Greek stuff is that clearly either Frost or Lynch have an interest in classical mythology. The myth of (P8’s) Dido, for example, is strikingly similar to the story of Laura Palmer in FWWM, featuring a protagonist who ultimately chooses death rather than being bound to an evil man. The carefully planned visual nod to the Myth of Orpheus in P17 is as clear as day. You also have stuff like the fun fact that Persephone was the God of Grain (e.g. corn), which combines pretty nicely with Hawk's whole “dead, black corn is bad news” shtick re: Laura. Ultimately, regardless of whether they used the story of Persephone and Demeter as an actual blueprint to unlock their work, Frost and/or Lynch have almost definitely read this myth and, like many in the fandom before me, must surely be aware of some of the connections between Persephone (and Demeter) and the fate of Laura (and Sarah). That really is something interesting to think about if you ask me.
One Final(e) Thought
The Evolution of The Arm makes for another great examp... hang on... wait a second... is, is that the "good ending alarm" I hear, sounding out like a distant fog horn over this misty, vast purple ocean of fanboy gushings, like a shrill scream of hope echoing through an over-crowded corridor of consonants and vowels?
You see, if Audrey and Carrie are both in the "new, extra awful timeline", then the sudden jump at the end of Audrey's story suggests another course-correction, a "new new" timeline, something we haven't seen before but, chronologically speaking, takes place after the Odessa timeline.
Moreover, although Audrey was extremely confused and disorientated, IMHO that final shot of her in front of the mirror was the first time all season (hair, makeup and wardrobe-wise) where she looked like her glorious self, like the person you might expect to see back in 1990 if you imagined a mature Ms. Horne. Does this difference not strongly suggest that something has changed in Audrey's "new new" timeline? That shortly after hearing Sarah call out to her at the end of P18, Laura might find herself in bed, more or less oblivious to the fact that she is waking up to an entirely different version of history? That in this new world, things might finally work out better for everyone, and that living through those previous, now non-existent versions of history might be described as "living within a dream"?
Even if I'm being way too optimistic here, I'd definitely still take my chances in Audrey’s mystery timeline over the certain darkness of Odessa. And so, unless and until we get a 4th season, let's call this one a wash and take solace in the fact that there is still hope, that Cooper might finally put things right on his next voyage through spacetime.
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2020.10.26 11:11 WebbieDubous Cringiest Greys Anatomy Couples

  1. George and ANYONE (Mer, Izzie, Callie) he had no chemistry with them and it was clear he wasn’t into women. Would’ve been a more dynamic character if he was gay. Was glad to see him go though. He was a boy-child-man
  2. Mer and DeLuca. Like how does she go from TOP TIER, world renowned, love of her life to an intern?! Mer was just as much of an opportunist dater as she accused Christina If being. Dating mentors and bosses and men with power. So to see her with DeLuca is sooooo unbelievable/forced. I shake at their scenes. Also she looks very old as of late and DeLuca is so young. Makes no sense.
  3. Jackson and April - lets be honest, this pairing would never happen in real life. A sexy accomplished black man with a basic religious white girl from a farm....? Nah. That relationship was so unbelievable. Their entire relationship he was irritable and annoyed with her. Like them separately, not together.
  4. Teddy and Owen - sometimes as humans we fantasize about Being with a person so much that it becomes unrealistic and intangible. Teddy and Owen were so far deep into a platonic friendship that their window passed. All the years he knew her and he never chose her. Chose Amelia everytime or other women. Teddy is whatever for me, she’s just kind of there, but I like her with Korasic. They’re going to end up together once she realizes that Owen is just settling for her.
  5. Arizona and Minnick- wtf was that??
I have a couple other opinions on terrible GA couples, but I’ll shut up now.
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2020.10.26 10:57 tjaylea There are 5 inmates on death row in a secret prison and I've been tasked with eating their sins. Envy eats nothing, but its own heart.

To say it’s been a rough 48 hours would be a gross understatement. And I do mean gross.
My body did not react to the food very well and as I stared down at the now empty bowl, my world grew hazy and my body became limp as toxic shock overcame me.
For a while, I simply floated in the stygian void between worlds. I saw very little save for flashes of bioluminescent colours, beautiful patterns that raced past my eyes and bore into my skull, pushing the endorphins out to my aching limbs. I could hear voices off in the distance, but I was so high above it all that it mattered very little.
As I concentrated, shapes would convalesce and form out of the dredges of darkness. Bountiful planets, beauteous stars and stellar galaxies that appeared far closer than they actually were, each individual strand of its great cosmic arms winking at me in morse code. A greeting? No, a warning.
“S. O. S.”
Something else formed on the fringe of my peripheral vision; a vacuous black hole with an event horizon that spanned the stretch of my view. It was a bright orange hue with a thick, pungent red that pulsated as the hole grew larger, devouring anything that came near it with great expediency.
Then, out of its murky depths, a long arm punctured the blackness. Colossal and pulling itself free as a body began to emerge.
The same spectre that’s plagued me since before I got onto the plane here. It unhinged its jaws and began biting down on a nearby planet, ripping it to pieces with razor teeth and staining its teeth as if the planet were a ripe fruit.
Stretching out its gnarled fingers once more, it clenched a fist around the planet, holding up five fingers with the free hand, the other firmly shut on the crumbled planet as it cackled in such a wicked way that it snapped me from my sleep.
The first thing I felt when I awoke was a pounding sensation in my head. Mainly because as I snapped awake and stood up, my skull collided with The Wardens in a sickening thud.
“ACH! Mein got woman, I was just inspecting you to ensure there was no lasting damage!” He stumbled back, clutching his forehead as I did my own. Nestor rushed in and looked ready for a fight before seeing the state we were in.
“Nelle! You good? You’ve been out for a day and a half… we were getting worried. Warden here said he’d have to pull the plug if you didn’t get up soon.”
The Warden shifted uncomfortably before looking over at me, his lips curling into a half smile as he shrugged playfully.
“What matters now mein freulein is that you’re awake and ready for your next sin. Emarosa was a unique challenge, but one I was confident you could overcome… even if the food was regrettable.” He shivered as our minds were cast back to the plate of meat. Cartwright Family Meat.
“Not your fault. Nobody knows what the food will be until it happens. But no more games from this point on, okay? I want to know what I’m dealing with when I walk in there. Especially after this latest scare.” I stood up and walked towards him, a finger outstretched in an accusatory manner, trying my best to be intimidating against a tall man whose name literally translated to corpse mountain. “Am I clear?”
For a split second, I thought he would do something drastic; maybe strike me where I stood or spit in my face. The expression on his face was nothing short of utter incredulity that someone spoke to him this way. But, in an instant, it snapped to the wild eccentricity he’d shown throughout and he nodded exuberantly.
“Ja, Ja. I think you proved you can handle it. Very well, our next inmate is Prisoner #2122 Ethan Elliot Blaznik III, a 22-year-old programmer who committed a series of kidnappings and torture killings on young men and women in the Washington area. His sin is his own to tell you but I should caution you; this man will use his information against you and try to get a rise out of you. Why? I cannot say. But he has made… comments about you in his request. I suspect he has reasons for you being here beyond the request.”
The Warden went for the door, informing us we had 4 hours to prep and we’d be collected at the appropriate time.
Glancing around the room for anything non-meat related, my eyes stumbled over the open compendium. It sat on a photo of Buck and his entire family. He was younger, his famous beard little more than a stubble on his chiselled jaw as a man barely in his 20s, sporting a more conservative explorers outfit than the one he proudly wears now. Around his sides are two elder brothers; Darius and Johnny, his sister Tara, cousins Porter, Solomon and Brandon. His father Nathaniel stood proudly by him, huge hands resting gently on his shoulders and his wife, Bucks mother Saoirse lovingly nestled in his chest, beaming down at her boy. In front of them all on this proud occasion was the hunting trophy that Buck had claimed as a rite of passage; he’d successfully taken down a wayward Lycanthrope with nothing but his wit and a bowie knife.
Buck hated killing anything without cause, but this was one creature he couldn’t ignore even then. It’d been devouring children who ventured too far from the safety of the village and venturing into forest territory where this intelligent killer would wait. They say when Buck sliced its stomach open, two children spilled out. Neither alive, sadly. It was even here that Buck got his nickname, holding onto the beast as it thrashed around and tried desperately to free itself from his grip, bucking him around as he drove the knife into its ears and eyes repeatedly. Simon would forever cease to be his first name henceforth. “Buck Nasty McGraw” was born on that day.
I smiled, the photo bringing such warmth and comfort after a physically exhausting few days, tracing my hands over it and remembering the good times when we’d first met.
“Hard to believe it was 10 years ago already, ain’t it?” Buck called, passing me a hot drink and sitting next to me as I observed the photo with wistful eyes. “I met you on the very first job I took as a licensed crypto-hunter and cataloguer. You were still in training then with your grandparents, must’ve been a few days shy of 16 when you assisted me in taking down that illusive forest god. You talked to him for what felt like hours to get his sin while I tried to subdue him.”
“And then he reared back, bleated and ran headfirst into a tree, knocking you both out cold. Yes, I remember.” I chuckled, his eyes rolling at the mere mention of his failure as he too began laughing.
“How was I to know he was more goat than god? Still, that was the day I was given one of the most important life lessons I’d carry into our working relationship all these years later.”
I looked to the note left at the bottom of the photo, the one that Buck coveted like it was the most valuable piece of treasure he’d ever owned or would own.
Today, you are my equal. Tomorrow, you will surpass that.
The compendium is now your responsibility and your job to fill.
But promise me, son, you won’t forget the family and will embody our most important trait;
Make as many connections along the way as you can. For our time is fleeting and all cycles must one day repeat.
With all the love in the world,
“What lesson might that be, Buck?” I asked, smiling as he took my hands in his and those hazel eyes shone with pride and admiration.
“That Nelle Lockwood is stronger than I could ever hope to be, and if she can talk a forest god into stupidity, she can beat any sinner or monstrosity this world has to throw at her. And I will support her every goddamn step of the way. I did it when we hit the coma city, I did it when we dealt with the dreamwalker and I will do it until my dying breath.”
I felt weak. Partially from the sentiment and from the lack of actual food over a day and a half. I nodded affirmatively, and he patted my hands before fixing me something to eat after hearing my stomach groan in protest.
“We’re also here, y’know, if you need anything fucking up. That’s our whole modus operandi.”
“RIP AND TEAR. RIP AND TEAR.” Edgar chimed in, mocking Nestors “stop it!” as he tried to silence him, bringing an even bigger smile to my face.
In spite of where I was and how I felt, I was truly blessed.
Even if the image of that fucking creature in my dreams still loomed on the edges of my vision, even now.
When the announcement rang out for us to go towards the visitation area, there was a sense of concern amongst us all that these were going to reach a critical mass point that we would be completely and utterly unable to bounce back from. I know in my case, the pervasive question that lingered in my mind was simple;
How many of these sins could I take before they began to consume every good part of me?
I kept close to the others and tried to keep my mind focused on the job at hand, not the mounting list of concerns I had about this facility, the inhabitants or my own competency. As we passed the gate, I heard soft music coming from the interview room.
“Is that… normal?” I asked the guard. He didn’t look at me once, keeping his gaze firmly on the door handle as he scanned his ID card and waited for the green light.
“For most? No. But for the death row inmates, yes. Some you’ve seen already don’t care for furnishing these little spaces, but Blaznik and the others do. If the music is ever too loud, just get Holden to come out and we’ll instruct him to turn it down. Oh, and uhh… try to keep calm in there. He has a habit of riling people up.”
The machine beeped, and the door swung open to let loose the hard EDM blasting from the inmate’s side. Strobe lighting beamed across the room and a young man, short in stature and muscular on the top half of their frame, the bottom half remarkably skinny and without definition. He was throwing his entire weight behind his arms as he danced around the room, smashing anything in his wake and frequently hitting the same spot on the wall with extreme ferocity; knuckles bashing into concrete as he screeched at the top of his lungs. Something meshed in with the wall, blood and skin on his knuckles as he pulled away, breathing heavily as the song came to an end.
It was a photo of someone; the image faded and crumpled, but the smile of a charming young woman in her late teens/early 20s still shining through.
“You’re Ethan, right? I’m nel-”
Before I could finish, he held up a bloodied knuckle and extended his index finger towards me, wagging it as we took our seats.
“No. That is not how this works, my dear. You will address me by my FULL title and only then will I respond.” He breathed in, hunching his shoulders and flexing. “Bitches really think they’re so entitled, don’t they?”
I felt anger surge through me; I didn’t take to insults or a lack of respect at the best of times, but I knew better than to let advice given to me just moments ago fly out the window. I pulled up my chair and closed my eyes for a moment before responding.
“My apologies. Mr Ethan Elliot Blaznik III, my name is Miss Nelle Lockwood, my associates are-”
Again, he wagged his finger as he pulled a beanbag, undamaged from the tantrum moments ago and sank into it, legs spread out and attempting to keep his bulge within his sweatpants visible at all times as he spoke again, arrogance oozing from him.
“Don’t care. They’re just other dudes, I’m not interested.”
I pinched my nose. This was going to be a long, long session.
“Mr. Blaznik, what was your intent with calling me here? I assume you have more to say than just hurling insults? I was made to understand you had a sin to confess?”
He shifted and scratched his crotch as he spat on the floor.
“Mm, maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. You know, you’d be a LOT hotter if you dropped the pretense that you’re intelligent or in any way authoritative. Women are far more desirable when they’re just silent and/or agreeable.”
Instead of responding, I decided to simply write down some notes onto my ledger, making the occasional glance up before passing them over to Buck & Nestor to observe.
“Why are you ignoring me?” He leaned forward and let his jaw go slack, hands hanging over his thighs. I continued to pass nonsensical notes with comments like “Smile and chuckle while glancing up at him briefly.”
It only took him 3 minutes to fly into a rage. Picking up a piece of furniture from his make-shift room and hurling it at the plexiglass with a thunderous boom.
“You think you’re better than me, you fucking skank?! Why? Because you’re pretty? Because you’re smart? Bitch, I have an IQ of 186, I lift weights for this sculpted body and I can HAVE anyone, DO anything. I don’t need you! Get the fuck out of my sight! NOW!” he boomed, spit flying from his mouth as he finished, face beetroot red and huffing in place.
“Sounds good. We can go out, live our lives, and do great things. Plus, it seems your sin isn’t worth eating anyway… the inmates across the way have FAR more delectable sins.” I walked to the door and held on the handle. It was easy to ascertain this poor boy’s sin.
His face may have been red from anger, but his sin was green with envy.
And I intend to play him like a fiddle.
“W-wait. My sin IS worthy. Just… just listen and I’ll tell you. I’m sorry, Madame… I’m so sorry.” He trembled, getting down to his knees and clasping his hands together as if he were a pitiful anime character. “Please forgive my transgressions. You’re a queen. I should’ve controlled myself better!”
It was pathetic, but not entirely surprising for a manipulator. I took my hand off the door and sat back down, Edgar cawing as Holden apologised for waking him up just to move.
“SADBOY. SADBOY.” He chirped, Holden throwing him a piece of meat to placate him. I saw Ethan’s eyebrow twitch, but he didn’t break his stance until I was fully seated.
“Your file says you’re a remarkable programmer. A former member of the white hats, efficient at taking down any rival who opposed you and with a 4.0 GPA in school and a scholarship to whatever university you want. You came from privilege and were intent on pursuing a promising career… the hell happened to you?” Buck let the paper fall flat in disbelief as he stroked his beard. Ethan looked him up and down and put his hand to his patchy bearded face, anger rushing over him until I interjected.
“Ethan, honey, keep your focus on me. Buck is my friend and just like Nestor over there, he’s here to help. Can you do that?” I was never an expert at charming people, but I put on my sweetest tone and most sincere smile which seemed to work. He relaxed and let out a side grin.
“Of course. Mr. Simon McGraw of the fabled McGraw clan of cryptozoologists isn’t the least bit threatening anyway, even if his beard is better than mine. I’ll get my own eventually, bigger and better than yours. And I bet I know way more about monsters than he does, seen enough of ‘em in my time…” He grumbled, fumbling with his hands. “So many fucking animals on the internet that make ME look tame by proxy.”
“What have you seen, Ethan? What turned you into the person you are today?” I asked gently, a plate to hand and a mind open to adverse reactions.
“Let’s start with social media. It’s a toxic, vacuous black hole from which nothing can escape. You see something, you take a photo and post it. Showing it off to all your adoring fans. Shit, they can never even afford or hope to have for themselves. From money to bitche- er, women, and everything in between. It’s posturing, and it’s sick.” He snorted and averted his eyes from mine. “So many friends getting married, having kids, successful jobs… shit I could never dream of. It wasn’t fair. It ISN’T fair. But that’s not the worst of it…”
“Go on, we’re listening.” I tapped my fingers rhythmically on the table, hoping this wasn’t going to turn my stomach.
“Y’see you can get all sorts of shit on the dark web. Anything, really. I made some good friends there, though they were my brothers in arms. Thought they understood what I was going through. The group I was closest to was The Terrapin System, a group of like-minded young men dedicated to routing out problematic individuals. Proud “Thot Patrollers”. We were so good at what we did.”
“Sorry, thot patrollers? Not sure I understand…” I interjected, sure it was a derogatory slur of some kind.
“Say you date a girl and she’s had multiple partners. Maybe a dozen or so. Think of it like a shoe, okay? Why would I, a clear alpha, want to buy a shoe that’s been used and stretched as opposed to a fresh shoe never worn before? That is what the thot patrol is all about. Finding these disgusting women and shaming them. But we didn’t stop there, we’d harass them, stalk them, ensure they never got to feel safe until they publicly apologised and renounced their evil ways.” He stopped and a wide grin ran across his face, eyes alight with passion. “It was such a beautiful time. Until the incident…”
He got up and walked towards a whiteboard obscured in the background, tracing his fingers across it before wheeling it over to us.
It was full of photos, some appropriate model shots and others far less pleasant. Side glances of someone as they walked to their home, unassuming shots of someone sleeping, showering or eating. My skin crawled and my breath shortened, I knew this kind of horrific behaviour all too well, this level of obsession that would send any sane woman running to a police station if she knew...
Every photo, all the same young woman.
“I met SirenSarah2213 on a stream one night while I was bored. She was… different to the others. Her stream was barely populated, and she was going on some tangent about female purity, being unfair to men and being nicer to everyone.... But man, she looked sexy as hell in a cosplay outfit. I just felt this instant connection and reached out to her, donating to her stream so she’d notice me. Whenever she’d say my name and ask me something, I felt validated.” He looked at us, his head tilted to the side with a vacant look in his eyes. “Do you know what it’s like for someone to look at you and SEE you, Miss Lockwood? I mean, since your mother, of course…”
I felt a sharp stabbing sensation rush through my stomach, but I didn’t want to stop his flow, so I simply nodded and motioned for him to continue.
“I ended up spending nearly 3,000 dollars on her. By the time the final donation went out, she was doing 1 on 1 streams with me and giving me “life advice”. Saying that my methods with the Terrapins weren’t strong enough. That they weren’t who they said they were. She pushed me to dig into them and when I finally did… she was right. Most of them had families, friends, partners and even kids… they had fucking KIDS. How could they understand our methods if they were with loving partners?!”
He bellowed, tears in his eyes.
“I found their secret chat where they mocked me, called me a kissless virgin and the king of the incels. Hundreds of memes about me with my body photoshopped onto unflattering edits or doge memes directly ripping into my personal views and experiences. It was… damaging. When I told Siren about it, she soothed me to sleep and promised to show me how to get revenge. That I would be the purest knight this world had ever seen, with her by my side. She even said that we could be together when my job was completed. Can you believe that? I was so lucky, but at the same time, I KNEW it was right. I am an alpha male and nothing would change that.”
There was a pause as he looked closely over at Nestor, half cradling Edgar as he ate quietly and his body language still tensed up in case of a fight. Ethans smile faded, and he walked over to the far side of the glass, sizing Nestor up.
“Hey Holden, you Jewish?” He asked, disgust in his voice. Holden’s eyes flashed, but he kept his cool.
“What if I am?” He asked, his hand still softly petting Edgar. Ethan shook his head.
“Pity. Waste of good muscle.” He spat again and walked back over to Nelle.
“It’s all bullshit anyway, Mr. Blaznik. At least in my line of work, everyone ends up in the same place. No matter what god, goddess or demon you pray to. It ain’t worth shit when you’re in front of Lady Death.”
Ethan exploded at this, the double standards beginning to shine through.
“MY religion is pure. It’s the truest path through God and Jesus. And I heard about your “Line of work”, total fucking fake news, you think I’d buy for a second you work for LADY Death? Fuck off, if Death is a woman, she’s the biggest thot going. Stupid cunt.”
He was beginning to fly into a rage again and not wishing to breach both his racist views and the depths of their religious ideologies; I stepped in to keep him focused.
“Ethan, your sin. What did Siren tell you to do next?” I was sensing a pattern in these encounters. Ethan took a breath and sank back into his beanbag.
“She began appearing in my dreams. Which was weird, but she gave me remarkable instructions and tools to take them down one by one… Addresses for their homes, names of their loved ones, methods to… enact my revenge.”
“And it’s at this point you began your “crusade” against injustice, correct?” Buck asked, Ethan refused to look at him as he nodded in my direction.
“I began with a test run on the newest member. He was easy to locate since he never deviated from his pattern. He’d never seen me in person, so when I posed as a mormon looking to give him some info on the book of Joseph Smith, he never batted an eyelid with him being one himself. The guy even invited me into his home, big mistake. The second his door locked, I smashed his brains in with a claw hammer. It was then that Siren spoke to me again.”
He looked wistfully up at the ceiling, pausing before continuing. Was he ashamed? Or was he revelling in the moment?
“She said: They took everything from you. Now take something you wanted from them… So, I looked at this fallen piece of meat… Darrel I think his name was. I looked at him and asked myself what I wanted most. Well, Darrel had a beautiful home despite his new status to the group, so I took that. Easy enough to move in and assume his bills. The guy was a shut-in and nobody questioned it when I took over.”
A thick green mist was now covering the surrounding floor, it almost looked noxious, but Ethan paid it no mind.
“How did she talk to you?” I asked, his attention lapsing and almost looking offended I’d stopped him mid flow.
“What? Why does that matter? She was there when I needed her, as she always was.” He retorted, bile in his words.
“It matters to me, I can’t eat your sin if I don’t know everything. You wouldn’t want to lie to me, would you? I’m not as clever as I look…” I felt disgust at my own deprecation, but this was part of the job, so I stuck with it. His expression softened, and he carried on.
“Fine, fine. I can’t excuse a lady being honest. Siren wasn’t a normal girl, she was radiant, alluring and always there when I needed her. I mean that literally. After I’d donated to her enough, the 1 to 1 sessions began, and she manifested in front of me. I could never touch her, but I could always see her as clear as I see you. She was instrumental in my growth and as we proceeded, she only got clearer to me. After a couple more targets, I’d taken their car and bank accounts, but the last one was where things got… complicated.”
He paused again, and I exchanged a look with Buck; I didn’t like where this was going. The haze was beginning to form the shape of a woman, a bowl
“See, Siren told me not to listen to anything they said, to keep my mind focused on what they had that I didn’t. That this would be one of the final steps to ascension. She gave me something to drink and for a moment, our fingers brushed… I felt electricity run through us. So, I did as I was told, drank from the bowl and ignored everything until I reached the master bedroom. I felt… different. My vision was tunnelled and a green haze fell over my eyes as my fists acted on their own. My clawhammer was tossed aside as I strangled the person in front of me, seeing visions of the life they led that I was denied. The laughter of all my colleagues in the group, happy couples and the entire fucking world at my expense. All of them just filling up my skull until it threatened to burst like the stupid cunts in front of me as my grip grew tighter… and tighter… until…”
He stopped, motioning the bursting of a balloon and contents spilling out.
“No more. I felt as if I’d constricted them into submission. Became the true alpha now that the leader of the pack. But no, instead I was looking down at a total stranger… a woman, in fact.”
“You were looking down at the woman you’d been thirsting for all this time, weren’t you, Blaznik?” Buck sighed, venom in his words. “Saoirse Maisey Lovewood, 19-year-old streamer and model. You’d been paying to get her attention and one night you flew into a rampage when she banned you from the server, got her info and that of your contemporaries when they tried to stop you.”
He held up a photo as the mist began forming, the two matching up perfectly. A beautiful woman with flowing red hair, the photo showing a cosplay of Poison Ivy from the Batman comics. The woman now formed in the room with him clad in an emerald green dress that hung at the shoulder, clutching a large bowl with a bubbling liquid.
“No… that’s not… I don’t…”
“Saoirse, Indiviosa…” Buck said, getting up to slam the photo against the wall and make him look as her counterpart walked towards him. “Saoirse, abounding in envy. You never had a Siren calling to you Blaznik, never had a larger-than-life plan fit for an alpha mastermind. Your jealousy simply overwhelmed you, created a narrative where you were in control and had it all. Well, you’re going to live out your sin whether you want to or not. You will spend your final moments knowing you can never have what you want.”
I looked at my own plate and saw two dishes form. One was a side of Mexican bean rice with green peppers, the other was a Glamorgan sausage and Yorkshire pudding… the way my mum made it. The *exact* way she made it, even smelling as such. I felt an overwhelming rush of emotions and nostalgic memories, desperately fighting to come to the surface with the first bite.
But I couldn’t reach for it. Even if I wanted to.
Eyes fixated on the unfolding carnage in front of me, my body acted on its own and began shovelling the rice into my mouth as the sausage and Yorkshire faded from view, lovingly being consumed by something unseen. I watched with anger and misery as the meal I wanted was once again fading from my grasp.
After a few moments of staring, Ethan turned to see the visage of his Siren in front of him. Her expression that of pure satisfaction as she used her free hand to point down at the floor in a domineering fashion. He whimpered and obliged, head pressed against the ground as he shook.
“I only wanted what was mine. Isn’t that fair? Isn’t that a man’s right to claim what is rightfully his? I don’t understand… is this ascension? Or punishment? I don’t… I don’t…”
He rose his head up to look at the visage of Saoirse as she tipped the contents of the bowl over him and into his mouth, partially widened in a scream that would never be uttered.
The green liquid ate at his skin with remarkable speed, flesh bubbling and popping as it splattered across the plexiglass, his rapidly decaying torso shuddering and eyes melting into the sockets as he gurgled until slumping over.
But I was less focused on his pain and more-so on my own. This sin did not physically encumber me, make me sick or wear me out. No, instead it bore into my soul and found a small place to nest next to the memories of my mother that I kept with me every day.
It managed to shake my professionalism and my confidence, something nobody had done before.
With more of these fucking monsters to go, I was unsure I was up for the task and began to doubt my abilities.
As if on cue, the same spectral night terror that has plagued me since my arrival shone in the viscera of the plexiglass, standing right behind me with a malformed digit up to its cracked lips in a hush motion. In its other hand it held the totem I’d been given by Nestor as a safekeeping method from god knows what. I watched as this thing crushed it to dust, holding up a number as a shock wave ran through my body, fear buckling my knees and something in the prison stirred at my presence, something I would come to fear more than any other creature in existence;
Inmate #2122: Ethan Elliot Blaznik III
Sin: Envy
Food: Mexican Bean Rice & The one dish I will always want, but will never have again.
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2020.10.26 09:15 JumpyDr4gon That...was deep *spoiler book review*

After the high from Bound and how it left us hanging, I wasn't sure what to expect from Marked. Burned and Bound were rather fast paced and go go go. Granted, Bound was a little more of a steady run than the sprint Burned turned out to be. Marked...was slower, but really deep. Intimate in ways that were uncomfortable, yet highly enlightening.
First thing first, Alex needs to stay on the council. I never thought I'd ever imagine me saying this during Cursed. (What the hell happened?) He has a knack with politics, and his view of the world is a gift that he uses well in Bound. He sees the adepts, sensitive, independents, and the magical creatures in way the Light Council is blind too. It's a power he's been craving since high school, but through growth and self reflection, he can actually use it wisely to benefit others below him. Amazing how circumstances landed him this gig. He would do very well long term on a council seat.
Anne. Poor Anne. I hate to pity her, but damn... She needs a pedicure, spa day, hot cocoa, booze, and girls night out. Add a vacation on top of that. She has gone through so much shit these last few books. I kinda want to smack Jacks for being so cruel. I also see that she's finally getting an opening to actually talk to her closest friends. Sometimes it takes rock bottom before admitting to help. I really hope that she takes full advantage of the love Alex, Luna, and Veri are wanting to shower on her.
And speaking of love...ABOUT FUCKING TIME ALEX AND ANNE!!! Sheesh... It only took how many books? I'm glad Alex finally got it through his skull that constantly waiting for the right time equates to always waiting.
My favorite scene was in the Palace when Alex really took up the role of councillor, and lead the Keeper force aside to save the panicked adapts. His collective calm and cool during the crazy shitshow happening around him was absolutely phenomenal. He radiated leadership in a way that was beyond sexy in a man if I'm gonna be honest here. I mean, come on. Him straightening his back, throwing his charm to the floor, and marching through the fighting to take control... HOT!!!
In fact, that entire scene was great. Richard giving his speech. Meredith doing her charming work over the crowd. Alex and Rachel having that heart to heart (that was painful to read). Landis being fucking Landis (he's my favorite side character. If he dies, in gonna disown Jacka... Who am I kidding? No I won't, but I'll be severely upset! I love that crazy fire mage). It was by this time that I was sure Anne would be a problem with Alt-Anne and the Jinn. The entire time Richard was speaking, it was like when Joker was speaking in The Dark Knight before something crazy happened. I was that tense.
That ending, like usual was fun! Morden casually tossing his council chain to Alex and saying he quits was hysterical. The mental battle over Anne. Gah! How can there only be 3 books left?
Great book overall. I thoroughly enjoyed every word. Does it have to be one book left until end of Nov? Grrr...
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2020.10.26 09:01 cfcd_ Fiance and I might hire an escort in Vegas

Hi all, my fiance (38M) and I (36F) are heading to Las Vegas in a few days and we are having a very small wedding on Halloween with close family and friends. We have a wonderful sex life.
My fiance has fantastic stamina and last (if time allows) for well over an hour. In a single sex session together we can both reach a point where we are discussing our wildest fantasies, and in that same encounter, we will be so passionate, telling each other how much we're in love and all that mushy shit.. so it can be from super freaky, dirty talk to us feeling a deep, deep connection.
One of the fantasies I've discussed with him is how badly I want to make love and be with another woman and I'd thelove him to join us or be there to watch us. I know that him enjoying and getting off to that (watching or joining) will be very erotic for myself.
After some long talks and discussing the pros and cons, we decided this is both something we want to experience together, although I must admit I'm surprised that I'm the one who seems more excited for this... I only say that bc of our gender's stereotypical sexual desires (since we both identify as straight anyway). We set some ground rules together and were excited to try to find a fun & attractive woman to join us in bed.
I actually came to reddit to find the best way to do this. Seemed like Tinder was the bet. I downloaded Tinder for us, paid for Tinder plus so I could see who swiped right on us and also set our location to Las Vegas. We're both relatively attractive, look younger than we are, and we're both in shape. I put 2 pictures up of us, an individual one of me wearing normal clothes, and one of me in lingerie. I was upfront in the bio by saying we'll me in Vegas next week for our wedding, I'm straight but want to be with a woman, and we're wanting a woman for a threesome or just the 2 of us but he will be there watching.
Yall. I thought this shit would be easy and we'd be getting so many right swipes. Spoiler- I couldn't be more wrong lol
After I spent some time swiping through (I had it set to women seeking women), I realized what we were trying to do was something a LOT of couples do when vacationing to Vegas. So many profiles' bios had an all caps warning "NO COUPLES, LOCALS ONLY". Not only that but I saw all the tinder profiles with couples doing the exact same thing we are.
After a few days of just a few right swipe (a few couples and a few I wouldn't be interested in) and NO matches, I decided to talk to my fiance about how this more than likely wasn't going to happen the way we're currently trying. He knows how badly I want to be with a woman, so we agreed I could change up my tinder. Make it just me, and in the bio I put "engaged to a man and straight, however I'm looking to have fun and go out for drinks and if all goes well, I'd like to fulfill my fantasy of being with a woman." My fiance was going to go to the casino while all this goes on.
I figured this would work. I was excited to see what matches I got. More than once since I changed it to just me, I have paid to get extra "super likes" and I've paid to boost my profile. Lmao, maybe I am ugly and just don't know it, but still, same thing. Just a couple have swiped right on me and I have no matches. I am wildly disappointed by this. My fiance suggested maybe I hide my age, so I did that and no change.
I really feel like this is my only chance for all this and on top of that, since I've been preparing for my upcoming wedding, I'm in the best shape of my life and I feel really confident and sexy (although I gotta say, the lack of interest on tinder has set my confidence back a bit lol). And of course, I'm certainly not getting any younger. I feel if I wait much longer to do this, I'll just be that weird sex crazed old lady. WHICH BTW I absolutely do not think that about older woman I've seen on tinder. In fact, I have the age range set up to 50 and I've swiped right on several sexy women in their 40s.
So, bc my profile by myself wasn't (and still isn't) getting any luck, I started looking up escorts in Vegas. I feel kinda grossed out with myself for this and feel desperate and I never thought in a million years I'd be doing this. And yes- before I get attacked in the comments, I'm very aware that an escort does not have to have sex with me/us and we'd essentially be paying her for her company.
I looked through several escorts in Vegas and wow yall, these are hands down some of the most beautiful and sexy women I've ever seen! I reached out to a couple and was pretty straight up with them about us without explicitly saying I was hoping for a threesome. However, it was more than likely implied. I messaged a few, each of them saying my fiance and I are heading to Las Vegas in a couple days and getting married on Saturday, I'm straight but very sexually attracted to women, and we'd love for them to join us for a few drinks and maybe dinner, then continue partying and getting to know each other at our suite.
One of the escorts replied and without coming out and just saying it, she more or less confirmed that what I'm wanting, will happen. I was so happy and excited by her response. She then tells me she charges $1500 for an overnight. While we could afford this, we have saved a ton for our trip, it's still a bit steep for us right now given we're paying out of pocket for our wedding and shits expensive as hell lol. I asked her for her price given a few different scenarios. The cheapest option would be $400 for her coming to the suite for 2 hours. That'd definitely be doable for us but now my fiancé has it in his head that we will be able to go out drinking our first night there and meet a girl to bring back. I'm not so sure of that tbh
So, a few questions. 1.If anyone can recommend me do something different on tinder, I'm open to anything. Feel free to message me and I'll show you my pics I posted plus the bio. 2. Any other suggestions are where to find this mystery girl, lmk 3. Anyone here have experience with an escort? 4. How likely is my fiances idea going to work? Given I'm telling the truth that we are attractive and have good bodies, and in addition to this we're both pretty funny and smart, we can hold a good conversation with someone and we're just fun people tbh... if all that's true, could his way really work?
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2020.10.26 05:19 squeegee11 creepy teacher during highschool

I suddenly remembered that when I was 15/16, a teacher called me sexy. While taking a class picture, he also snapped a picture of just me. He wouldnt delete it when I asked him to because he liked that I was smiling and I didnt smile a lot. I had a stupid schoolgirl crush on him, as did loads of other girls. But he gave me enough attention such that my classmates would tease me for it. He also pulled me aside to talk in private a fair bit, sometimes after class, sometimes after school hours. For the next few years after I graduated, he would also email me randomly asking how I was. Then I got myself locked out of my hotmail account, so idk where he is or what he's up to now. But man, the memories of this teacher popping up recently do bother me. He also got married a week or 2 after graduation. I was invited. I did not go.
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2020.10.26 02:13 CT_Phipps [Audiobook] [Review] This is my Blood by David Niall Wilson review - Vampires vs. Jesus!

Jesus gets a lot of vampire jokes made about him. I say this with dead seriousness. "JESUS THE VAMPIRE: Jesus gave his blood, now he wants it back - coming to a theater near you" is a T-shirt I've seen before. This is a in part because the 19th century vampire (and later Hammer Horror's depictions) is a creature which incorporates many elements designed to exist in blasphemous opposition to God. They rise three days after death, they are repulsed by the cross, they drink and share blood to provide immortality, and so on. The vampire is the ultimate enemy of Christ beyond sin itself because it is living death versus eternal life.
Unfortunately, vampires have lost some of their cultural cachet in terms of religious horror because they've been rescued from being the Damned to being sexy pale thin models with nice hair. Religious horror is also something that is a take it or leave it for many individuals because aside from THE OMEN, THE EXORCIST, and (ugh) THE DA VINCI CODE -- not many people really want to dwell on the dark side of faith. Atheists rarely want to immerse themselves in the world of sin and damnation while believers dislike dealing with the bloody side of world faiths. But when it's done well, it's often really well.
The CASTLEVANIA series, of all things, touched upon such themes:
Richter Belmont: Die, monster! You don't belong in this world! Dracula: It is not by my hand that I am once again given flesh. I was brought here by humans who wish to pay me tribute. Richter Belmont: Tribute? You steal mens' souls and make them your slaves! Dracula: Perhaps the same could be said of all religions... Richter Belmont: Your words are as empty as your soul. Mankind ill needs a savior such as you.
Dracula: How? How--How is it that I've been so defeated? Alucard: You have been doomed ever since you lost the ability to love. Dracula: Ha--Ah... Sarcasm. "For what profit is it to a man if he gains the world, and loses his own soul?" Matthew 16:26, I believe.
Anne Rice also dealt with the subject matter of vampires and Christianity in her most controversial work, MEMNOCH THE DEVIL. VAMPIRE: THE MASQUERADE linked the Biblical First Murderer Caine with the undead and created an entire vampire religion around it (two, in fact, with the Lancea Sanctum being the vampire Catholic Church and Sabbat being vampire ISIS).
I, myself, am a Christian apologist and come at the subject matter from the perspective of a theist who is also a horror fan, a recovering fundamentalist, and a huge Vampire: The Masquerade zealot. Like David Niall Wilson (former HWA President and Stoker Award winning author) I considered studying the ministry before events changed my vocational calling to writing. I maintain a belief in the Judaeo-Christian supernatural but became influenced by the many questions, ideas, and miracles I'd researched. David Wilson writes he doesn't share my faith in his opening to the book but writes an excellent story discussing issues of it.
Now after the longest introduction ever, I should mention that this book doesn't make Jesus a vampire. It's about Mary Magdalen being revealed as a fallen angel incarnated during the Temptation of Chist by Satan and then cursed by the Devil to thirst for the blood of the living. Our first vampiress thus hangs at the margins of the New Testament until the death as well as resurrection of Rabbi Joshua Ben Joseph.
In many respects, it's a straight vampire story as our antiheroine wanders from the desert and starts feeding on humans. At first, she plans to kill those who are "guilty" but this being a novel set during the New Testament, her choices are less than satisfactory from a redemption standpoint. Mary can read the sins of human beings and know their thoughts but this doesn't give her any sense of "humanity" that would allow her to understand nuance or judgement. Killing an adulterer is the same as killing a murderer or a thief.
Much like the film version of THE LAST TEMPTATION OF CHRIST (I didn't read the book) this is about Jesus' relationship to the religion he leaves behind. Instead of Peter vs. Paul like in that work, it's Peter vs. Judas here with the idea of a lost "Book of Judas" that provides the vampire-related subject matter of the Bible with poor Peter getting possessed during events. Basically, if you haven't run screaming from the book so far, you'll be fine. It's a book about our characters' deeply conflicted relationship between faith, Jesus, Christianity, hypocrisy, and the rules generated from both.
The real benefit of David Wilson's work here is his florid prose which is full of all the Gothic melodrama and big ideas which made INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE and THE VAMPIRE LESTAT entertaining. Early on, King Herod's daughter is made into a vampire and pretty much laughs at Jesus' offer of salvation, finding being undead far more entertaining than the idea of immortal salvation. It's a great moment simply because in a book about the literal divine presence of God in the world, we have a teenage girl preferring being a sexy monster.
Mary the Vampire Fallen Angel is an interesting figure as she is flawed primarily by the fact she has absolutely no skill at making moral judgements. Her failed attempt at being a vampire punisher ends early but there's also the fact she is attracted to figures like Lucifer and Lilith primarily because they're beautiful. One scene I liked is where she rescues a vampire from a lynch mob and talks about salvation to her - only for the vampire to go, "Yeah, I'm going to kill every last one of these people." Given she's effectively a toddler in terms of emotional development, this makes sense.
Does the book have flaws? Eh, I think the book won't be for everybody not only because of the controversial religious subject matter but also because the main characters are represented as iconic larger than life paragons. Jesus is the all-loving embodiment of good (perhaps to a fault in this universe) and Satan really is just an asshole. Much of the book also covers the well-known Biblical tales of the New Testament. It sort of also just ends after the resurrection when I was actually quite curious about several ongoing subplots at the time.
Despite this, I loved the book and think it's great for people who want to deal with vampires in non-traditional situations. Throwing out all the religious symbolism and meaning (which is a bit like saying, "Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?"), it's still a good Goth horror novel. Mary is an interesting character in the fact she is a blank slate stumbling around through a world she was never a part of to begin with as well as trying to make sense of the bizarre situation she's found herself.
Narration-wise, Skye Stafford does an excellent job with the narration. Her Mary Magdalene manages to infuse the words with a slightly sarcastic quality that affects the narration and leaves a pleasing quality. Her Devil has a cackling supervillain quality that's a bit grating at first but isn't necessarily a bad choice overall. She does a great job and I think its better listened to than read.
So, if you're feeling in the mood for something artsy and love Christian mythology as a sufficiently open-minded believer or as a jaded but fascinated by religion disbeliever then I suspect this will definitely appeal to you. It definitely has inspired me to read David Niall Wilson's Ashen Grail trilogy about an order of vampire Templars--though that is set in the World of Darkness.
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2020.10.26 02:10 CT_Phipps [Review] [Audiobook] This is My Blood by David Niall Wilson review

Jesus gets a lot of vampire jokes made about him. I say this with dead seriousness. "JESUS THE VAMPIRE: Jesus gave his blood, now he wants it back - coming to a theater near you" is a T-shirt I've seen before. This is a in part because the 19th century vampire (and later Hammer Horror's depictions) is a creature which incorporates many elements designed to exist in blasphemous opposition to God. They rise three days after death, they are repulsed by the cross, they drink and share blood to provide immortality, and so on. The vampire is the ultimate enemy of Christ beyond sin itself because it is living death versus eternal life.
Unfortunately, vampires have lost some of their cultural cachet in terms of religious horror because they've been rescued from being the Damned to being sexy pale thin models with nice hair. Religious horror is also something that is a take it or leave it for many individuals because aside from THE OMEN, THE EXORCIST, and (ugh) THE DA VINCI CODE -- not many people really want to dwell on the dark side of faith. Atheists rarely want to immerse themselves in the world of sin and damnation while believers dislike dealing with the bloody side of world faiths. But when it's done well, it's often really well.
The CASTLEVANIA series, of all things, touched upon such themes:
Richter Belmont: Die, monster! You don't belong in this world! Dracula: It is not by my hand that I am once again given flesh. I was brought here by humans who wish to pay me tribute. Richter Belmont: Tribute? You steal mens' souls and make them your slaves! Dracula: Perhaps the same could be said of all religions... Richter Belmont: Your words are as empty as your soul. Mankind ill needs a savior such as you.
Dracula: How? How--How is it that I've been so defeated? Alucard: You have been doomed ever since you lost the ability to love. Dracula: Ha--Ah... Sarcasm. "For what profit is it to a man if he gains the world, and loses his own soul?" Matthew 16:26, I believe.
Anne Rice also dealt with the subject matter of vampires and Christianity in her most controversial work, MEMNOCH THE DEVIL. VAMPIRE: THE MASQUERADE linked the Biblical First Murderer Caine with the undead and created an entire vampire religion around it (two, in fact, with the Lancea Sanctum being the vampire Catholic Church and Sabbat being vampire ISIS).
I, myself, am a Christian apologist and come at the subject matter from the perspective of a theist who is also a horror fan, a recovering fundamentalist, and a huge Vampire: The Masquerade zealot. Like David Niall Wilson (former HWA President and Stoker Award winning) I considered studying the ministry before events changed my vocational calling to writing. I maintain a belief in the Judaeo-Christian supernatural but became influenced by the many questions, ideas, and miracles I'd researched. David Wilson writes he doesn't share my faith in his opening to the book but writes an excellent story discussing issues of it.
Now after the longest introduction ever, I should mention that this book doesn't make Jesus a vampire. It's about Mary Magdalen being revealed as a fallen angel incarnated during the Temptation of Chist by Satan and then cursed by the Devil to thirst for the blood of the living. Our first vampiress thus hangs at the margins of the New Testament until the death as well as resurrection of Rabbi Joshua Ben Joseph.
In many respects, it's a straight vampire story as our antiheroine wanders from the desert and starts feeding on humans. At first, she plans to kill those who are "guilty" but this being a novel set during the New Testament, her choices are less than satisfactory from a redemption standpoint. Mary can read the sins of human beings and know their thoughts but this doesn't give her any sense of "humanity" that would allow her to understand nuance or judgement. Killing an adulterer is the same as killing a murderer or a thief.
Much like the film version of THE LAST TEMPTATION OF CHRIST (I didn't read the book) this is about Jesus' relationship to the religion he leaves behind. Instead of Peter vs. Paul like in that work, it's Peter vs. Judas here with the idea of a lost "Book of Judas" that provides the vampire-related subject matter of the Bible with poor Peter getting possessed during events. Basically, if you haven't run screaming from the book so far, you'll be fine. It's a book about our characters' deeply conflicted relationship between faith, Jesus, Christianity, hypocrisy, and the rules generated from both.
The real benefit of David Wilson's work here is his florid prose which is full of all the Gothic melodrama and big ideas which made INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE and THE VAMPIRE LESTAT entertaining. Early on, King Herod's daughter is made into a vampire and pretty much laughs at Jesus' offer of salvation, finding being undead far more entertaining than the idea of immortal salvation. It's a great moment simply because in a book about the literal divine presence of God in the world, we have a teenage girl preferring being a sexy monster.
Mary the Vampire Fallen Angel is an interesting figure as she is flawed primarily by the fact she has absolutely no skill at making moral judgements. Her failed attempt at being a vampire punisher ends early but there's also the fact she is attracted to figures like Lucifer and Lilith primarily because they're beautiful. One scene I liked is where she rescues a vampire from a lynch mob and talks about salvation to her - only for the vampire to go, "Yeah, I'm going to kill every last one of these people." Given she's effectively a toddler in terms of emotional development, this makes sense.
Does the book have flaws? Eh, I think the book won't be for everybody not only because of the controversial religious subject matter but also because the main characters are represented as iconic larger than life paragons. Jesus is the all-loving embodiment of good (perhaps to a fault in this universe) and Satan really is just an asshole. Much of the book also covers the well-known Biblical tales of the New Testament. It sort of also just ends after the resurrection when I was actually quite curious about several ongoing subplots at the time.
Despite this, I loved the book and think it's great for people who want to deal with vampires in non-traditional situations. Throwing out all the religious symbolism and meaning (which is a bit like saying, "Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?"), it's still a good Goth horror novel. Mary is an interesting character in the fact she is a blank slate stumbling around through a world she was never a part of to begin with as well as trying to make sense of the bizarre situation she's found herself.
Narration-wise, Skye Stafford does an excellent job with the narration. Her Mary Magdalene manages to infuse the words with a slightly sarcastic quality that affects the narration and leaves a pleasing quality. Her Devil has a cackling supervillain quality that's a bit grating at first but isn't necessarily a bad choice overall. She does a great job and I think its better listened to than read.
So, if you're feeling in the mood for something artsy and love Christian mythology as a sufficiently open-minded believer or as a jaded but fascinated by religion disbeliever then I suspect this will definitely appeal to you. It definitely has inspired me to read David Niall Wilson's Ashen Grail trilogy about an order of vampire Templars--though that is set in the World of Darkness.
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2020.10.25 22:20 LordMasterN Elaborating on Utopia 58, a dystopian novel depicting our possible future

So, a while back (, I briefly mentioned Utopia 58, a 1984-inspired novel by Daniel Arenson. Well, I don't think my post really did this justice, so I am going to expand on what was in the novel, and why it feels so much like our future.
First and most obvious- the "utopia" is centered around the citizens being forced to wear masks, as well as robes, to conceal their faces and bodies. I have already made the comparison to pro-maskers, and I am sure you already have. This is done to promote equality- anyone not wearing a mask is punished, sometimes by death. Everyone is also referred to by a string of numbers and letters instead of proper names. The only exception is the supreme leader, the Father, who is allowed to use male pronouns. The real reason for this, like the reason for lockdown/mask/social distancing rules, is not to protect us as they claim, but to dehumanize us and make us easier to control.
The People's Republic of Isonomia- the ruling entity- has made thoughtcrime into a national law, but goes even father than Oceania did, if you can believe it- mind-caps are implanted in people since birth, and if you are determined to be thinking forbidden thoughts, you get an electric shock administered to you until you go back to thinking Party-approved thoughts. This brings to mind a disturbing World Ecomonic Forum video (can't remmeber which one, but it's on their channel) where someone interviewed claimed they were working on digitally accessing thoughts and talked about how "free-thought zones" would be needed. Yes' they are actually planning on being able to digitize thoughts. If that doesn't scare you, I don't know what will.
Sex is also basically outlawed, because procreation requires people to see gender, which would violate the rules of the "utopia" as everyone must be equal- which, in the eyes of Isonomia, means "exactly the same, with no individuality whatsoever". Children are grown in vats instead. The increasing push to outlaw and ruin the fun of all things sexual, both because it "spreads the virus" and because it "objectifies/victimizes women", draws another disturbing parallel. Also, one character says that animanga is also banned, especially involving sexy girls, paralleling the increasing push by Western SJWs to demonize and censor fanservice.
The schools, while not virtual, still require people to wear masks and robes daily. The schools have also banned subjects with any real meaning- like math- because it "perpetuates inequality". Instead, the only thing Kay- the main character and a teacher himself- is shown teaching is state propaganda about how great the state is and how evil those who oppose it are. The children there are so thoroughly indoctrinated that an early scene shows a class attacking a girl for drinking her chocolate milk too fast- and the teacher eggs them on, because the poor girl dared to be faster than everyone else. I am sure you have noticed a similar- though maybe less extreme- situation going on in schools.
The book also has it's own version of the Two Minutes Hate- the weekly rallies, wherein the Father extolls the virtues of Isonomia while decrying Zion- a rival nation ruled by the greedy, fat noble Bialik, who is said to be the source of all wrong in the world and has a secret network of spies working to undermine Isonomia. Both he and his inspiration, 1984's Emmanuel Goldstein, play a similar role to Donald Trump for the lockdown left- a caricaturized scapegoat on which to place all blame for the ills of the world, most of which are actually caused by the left themselves, so they can dodge responsibility. Also, both Trump and Bialik are represented by the left as the embodiment of bigotry and in equality. While I don't necessarily like Trump despite voting for him myself, the hatred that the mainstream media has for him is a sort-of Twenty-Four-Hours-Hate.
Related to this is the religion that the Father has built up around himself, claiming that he is the creator of all things, and to question him is to question God. The lockdown movement has been repeatedly referred to as a new religion/cult by some of us here, so I will briefly say that Trump, Goldstein, and Bialik all serve as the devil figure in the respective secular cults, with insidious influence everywhere, and if people disagree with you and/or oppose you, all you need to do instead of debating them is accuse them of being an agent of Trump/Goldstein/Bialik. Also, much like how lockdowners seem to love communism, Utopia 58 is called that because it is the fifty-eights communist utopia- with the Father naming the Soviet Union, North Korea, China, Khmer Rouge-controlled Cambodia, and even Jonestown- as prototypes to their great regime.
So, as we later learn, despite all the rules the populace has to follow, this ONLY applies to the common folk. The elite, as we are told by an insider, secretly hosts parties where they remove their coverings and have wild sex with slaves and such. This, naturally, can be seen in the real world with the politicians and other figures like Neil Ferguson and Nancy Pelosi who are caught violating their own lockdown rules and have been accused of sexual misconduct/abuse (see Joe Biden's accusations and Cuties). Rules for thee and not for me is the motto of the elite.
One of the big reveals in the book- and I will be getting into spoiler territory here- is that the war between Isonomia and Zion was actually won not long ago, but they keep the illusion of it still going on because it helps justify their draconian rules. This was also in 1984 with the three-way war between Oceania, Eurasia, and Eastasia, with the heavy implication that the war is meant to control the populace and is not genuine. Here, we have already long since won the war against Covid through herd immunity, and yet the elite tries to pretend it is still ongoing, censoring anyone who tries to reveal the truth, because it serves their mission to keep the populace scared and thus subservient.
To summarize: Isonomia would look at the forced equality of The Giver and Harrison Bergeron, and the sexless anti-fanservice world of Shimoneta, and the controlled society of Oceania and Demolition Man, yadda yadda, and call them PUSSIES (or whatever the gender-neutral Newspeak variant is), because they're not going far enough. Everyone's race and gender are still visible, after all.
So that is my amateur analysis of Utopia 58 and how it eerily resembles the world we may be heading into. If you are interested in the book, a Kindle version can be found here: There's also an audiobook version. I'd be interested in your thoughts, tell your friends about the book, and thanks for coming to my TED talk.
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2020.10.25 22:14 CurryToothpaste I told a married man's wife about his inappropriate behavior

A little background, I've known this guy since middle school (I'm 32 now). He was kind of a manipulative brat as long as I've known him. He just got married about a year ago to a girl he's been with for years and they have children together.
This guy would occasionally message me on snapchat, send me random snaps of dinner or band practice or of himself. He once sent me a snap of him in his boxers and a hard on, caught off guard I flat out asked him, "dude, you're married, right?" He responded he was having issues with her and I just didn't know what to say so I didn't even reply. This time, he sent me a snap of a beer he was drinking (like I fucking care). I replied, "👌". He messaged back asking how I was doing and that he missed me (boy, I didn't even have you on my radar) so I replied saying there wasn't much to miss. He replies, "Of course there is! You're so sexy." Of course, once again I asked him about his marriage. "Jesus, fine I guess I'll stop then lol 😘"
I got hella pissed and figured, fuck it, I'm gonna tell his wife all about this. So I message her and at first she doesn't believe me and to be honest, I don't know if she even does. She asks some questions on how long I've known him and why does he miss me (girl, your guess is as good as mine).
He messages me on Facebook with a complete lie, like our roles were opposite. 🤣😂 I knew he wrote it in a way to trick his wife into thinking I'm lying to ruin their marriage.
I couldn't stand the thought that he's probably doing the same shit to her with other girls, regardless of if I know her or not.
I wouldn't dream of ruining a marriage in anyway, but if it were me, fuck yeah I want to know if my partner is offering his mini helmet to other people.
So yeah, I told a married man's wife about his unappreciated and inappropriate behavior. Whether or not she believes me is TBD. 🤷🏻‍♀️
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2020.10.25 20:29 tutetibiimperes Nugu Roundup #62 - Like Swan Swan Swan - 201025 + Album Giveaway!

Hello and welcome to the latest Nugu Roundup!
What is this?: This is a weekly feature designed to highlight the unknown/underappreciated groups and soloists working hard in the Kpop world that often fall under the radar. Please share your own information, favorite performance videos, fanmeet stories, or anything else relevant below!
Last week we felt the Purple Rain. This week I'm going to do something a bit different and combine the 'In Memoriam' section with my top group feature as there's an exciting new group which is in many ways a continuation of another long-running one, let's get to know Black Swan (and do a deep dive into the history of Rania)!
Look at the first comment below for the winner of the sixteenth Nugu Roundup Album Giveaway, plus details on this week's album up for grabs!
What is Nugu?: While in Korean it literally means 'Who' in the broader Kpop context it refers to groups that are generally unknown amongst the greater public. It doesn't have to mean they're extremely new, though it can, and there are of course varying degrees of 'unknown' which some groups having very strong niche fandoms and others being almost invisible. I take a fairly broad view and will include groups that may be known to some, but who don't have widespread name recognition.
Let's get on with the show...
Who are they?: Black Swan is a new 5 member multi-ethnic girl group under DR Music, and is the reboot of long-running group Rania. Somewhat unfortunately they also sometimes use the acronym 'B.S.'. The company says the name means the group will "show a unique and differentiated charm from the swans that are prevalent in the music industry".
Company: DR Music is currently the home of Black Swan and co-ed martial-arts/idol crossover group K-Tigers Zero. Previously they were known for Rania and for first-gen mega-group Baby V.O.X.
Debut as Black Swan: October 16th, 2020 with Tonight (MV) Live Performance (Link) Choreography Version (Link)
..... and now that we see where we've ended up, let's learn about how we got here
Who were they?: Rania origins were, somewhat fittingly, as a planned third generation of 1st-gen mega-group Baby V.O.X (following the original and the Baby V.O.X reboot Baby V.O.X ReV). However DR Music eventually decided to create a new group instead of carrying on the Baby V.OX name. Short for "Regeneration Idol in Asia", Rania was planned as a groundbreaking multi-ethnic girl group from the beginning with Korean, Thai, and a Chinese member (along with a Korean member fluent in Japanese using a Japanese stage name who the company initially promoted as being Japanese) as an 8 member group.
Debut as Rania: April 6th, 2011 with Dr. Feel Good (MV) Live Stage (Link) English Version (MV)
First Digital Single: June 13th, 2011 with Masquerade (audio) Live Performance (Link)
First Comeback: November 17th, 2011 with Pop Pop Pop (MV) Live Stage (Link)
Dream Concert: Rania performed the song Killer (live) that would become beloved by fans despite never being officially promoted at the 2012 Seoul Dream Concert.
Second Comeback: September 21st, 2012 with Style (MV) Live Performance (Link)
Third Comeback: March 8th, 2013 with Just Go (MV) Live Stage (Link) Dance Practice (Link)
Special CF Single: July 5th, 2013 with Up (MV)
Fourth Comeback: November 5th, 2015 with Demonstrate (MV) Live Stage (Link) Dance Practice (Link)
Fifth Comeback (first as BP Rania): December 30th, 2016 with Start a Fire (MV) Live Stage (Link) Dance Practice (Link)
Sixth (and final) Comeback: August 12th, 2017 with Beep Beep Beep (MV) Live Stage (Link)
Final Developments and Miscellany: Following the promotions from Beep Beep Beep DR Music announced plans for 'Rania W' which would include worldwide members and would be an ancillary group that would sometimes perform with the core group, though that doesn't seem to have happened although the company continued to recruit non-Korean members. Alex left the group, leaving another in what has become a trend of scathing comments from anyone who has worked with DR Music: "People think they can push you around, take advantage of you, manipulate you, violate you then throw you in the trash and walk. Dead wrong". Alex would go on to release solo songs East West (audio) and Gretchen Wieners (audio). Members Ttabo and Yumin left the group, with rumors circulating that DR Music had continued in their trend of failing to provide the proper visa for Ttabo as well as failing to provide her with resources to learn Korean. A Thai member Namfon briefly joined the group and then left, later criticizing the company for never having paid her. Zi.U and Jieun left the group as well, and the company announced new members Larissa (later Leia), Youngeun, and Seonghyeon, with Larissa and Youngeun continuing on the Black Swan. It's rumored that Killer was supposed to have been a title track anchor a comeback with a dark zombie-inspired MV, but due to financial difficulties and worries about whether the concept would be well received it was decided to leave it for a b-side instead. The group had to deal with a notorious Sasaeng fan who was rumored to have some connection with the company so that the company never took measures to stop her. In addition to leaking a song ahead of debut, the Sasaeng harassed members on the group's fan cafe, threw insults and harassment at various Rania fan-sites leading some to close down, and ran a campaign against Alex. She was also responsible for harassing Jackie Chan's boy group JJCC as well as girl groups Kiss&Cry and Wa$$up, trying to shut down various fan-sites to promote her own and leaking personal information and private life details about the members.
Black Swan YouTube Channel: Black Swan
Random Stuff
No soloist today, due to the time putting this together I ran out of time, my apologies.
That's it for today, let's get the discussion on!
As always, if you have any suggestions for groups, content, or things you'd like to see, please let me know in the comments below.
Also as always, a big shout-out to u/not-named-in-credits for founding nugutown and u/sharnaranwan for continuing the work over there.
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2020.10.25 17:10 idonthavearedditnow [Trigger Warning] My abusive relationship, how it happened, and what I learned.

I made a post on the LDR sub yesterday to caution and hopefully save other women. My abuser found a new victim and I hope by some miracle it finds her. I decided I also want to share my story here with a slightly different take.
A little background of me, I always had similar views on dating to FDS due to my grandmother. I never planned on dating anyone exclusively until engagement. I grew up in a sometimes abusive household with a narcissistic father and mom who came from a bad home and married young. Her pedophile is still at extended family gatherings. My parents tend to blame rape on the woman. My own brother has choked me and threatened to kill me. This is a cautionary tell of how I fell into an abusive relationship out of naivety and maybe family trauma.
About a year and a half ago, I met a man on reddit about my age. We began talking and he pretended to be everything I ever wanted in a partner. He love bombed me to the extreme but at the time I didn't know how bad that was. He went to one of the best schools in the world and pretended to have the same goals and beliefs in life as me. I sent I'm a snapchat once at the beach but without thinking my bandeau was out of the picture so you couldn't tell I was clothed. He pressured me for nudes (terrible mistake) and made vague threats if I didn't follow through. I was in a bad mind-space as I had been assaulted 6 times during the previous year. My one big warning sign was he blamed my previous assaults on me. He flew to my country to meet me and we had planned a road trip. I had lost interest and only went to clear his phone of these photos. Our first day together, he raped me and carried me to the shower to wash away the evidence. He followed me to the car when I was wanting to call the police and I felt forced into the road trip because if he was willing to rape a stranger, I was afraid he would hurt me more. He took unconsensual videos and I felt I was trapped with him. He blackmailed me into moving in with him a few months later. At the time I felt I had no options as I was a recent graduate with nowhere really to go and he had control because of the videos. I still had hope maybe he would be the man he claimed to be. The abuse got worse and lies began to unravel. The smallest things would make him so angry and he controlled every aspect of my life. I was lucky I was able to get a voice recording of him admitting to raping me months later but I was trapped in this mess for almost a year before I was able to find a way out safely. In the recording he says many things like he didn't believe my many no's were hard no's. I physically tried to push him off but was unable. He lied on many trivial matters and was incredibly controlling. He deleted my social media and isolated me and tried to make it so I didn't have money to leave. He had told me I was his first girlfriend and his web of lies completely unraveled when I learned I had contracted an STD and contacted one of his old friends who helped me immensely. I had realized before his stories didn't add up but didn't realize how much one person could hide. He proposed and had full support of my family despite all that had happened. That no was the best no I have ever said. I have been doing intensive therapy including EMDR and have bad PTSD. It sucked to wake up to nightmares of rape or abuse when the person is right beside you in bed. Despite all, I tried to be his version of a the perfect girlfriend which was really a voiceless bangmaid. I believe I was able to delete all of the photos and videos before I left. He has tried writing to my parents house but is blocked. I heard a few days ago he has a new girlfriend. A girl he flew from another country to meet him and I am afraid he did the same to her. The few details I know sound so similar to what happened to me. Unfortunately, my hearing with the DA for my rape is backed up and all I wanted to do was save another woman. I don't believe there is true justice in such situation but it sickens me it's so hard to get a man off the streets who has done something so heinous. I wish I had a way to find her and warn her. This sub has been a great place for me for healing.
  1. Never ever send any sort of compromising photos and follow the handbook. It's true.
  2. People don't change. I only ever met a monster not the man of the letters and from online. I stayed hoping someday I would meet the man he once pretended to be.
  3. Cut your losses early. Although my view has changed, sex was equivalent to marriage in my mind. Even the videos of my rapes being released would've been better than trauma I had to endure. No matter what you have given up, you can only lose more if you stay.
  4. There are a lot more misogynistic people in your life than you'll realize. Some old friends defended my rapist as they said he seemed nice and probably made a mistake. They aren't your friends.
  5. Everyone can be nice sometimes. I developed a huge trauma bond and although he was a monster there are parts I miss and loved of him. Those weren't who he is and I have to remind myself that.
  6. Unfortunately stories like this are way too common and many people sympathize. I remember the kind and worried looks from strangers when he'd make me cry in public. I've talked to so many women with trauma like mine.
  7. I still have a lot of regret for times I lashed out at him but I have realized they were trauma reactions and he pushed me to them. We tend to project our good nature on others whereas abusers blame shift to us.
  8. Sick people are sick. A week or two before I was finally able to leave, I found a note on his phone saying he hadn't found me attractive since the day raped me and I was worthless like his other exes. The only times I remember him calling me sexy, I was hysterical. Run at the first sign of sickness.
I almost married my rapist as I felt I had no choice. I lost my self worth and identity and have worked hard to build it back up. Don't let that be you. If you grew up in an at all abnormal household please do therapy to to try to understand normal human behavior before you consider a relationship. I am conventionally attractive and have been on many, many dates in my life but I still fell victim to the tricks of a bad man. Read "Why does he do that" and the other books mentioned on this sub to learn signs of abuse.
I wanted stability through a man and the unconditional love I had dreamed of but I have learned you can only provide that to yourself.
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2020.10.25 15:13 zombie_wonderland Some excellent and fun fae/fairy books

The word fairy come from the Old French words faie or fee, which meant a woman skilled in magic, and who knew the power and virtue of words, of stones, and of herbs. Our definitions have evolved since then, but most fairies are still dangerous (if diminutive) females.
Many of these stories are YA and feature dangerous teen romance. If you’re looking for magical mayhem sans adolescent crushes, jump straight to Nyx or Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell.

16. Glimmerglass by Jenna Black - 2010

Book 1 of 3 in the Faeriewalker series
In this YA story, Dana Hathaway doesn’t know it yet, but she’s in big trouble. When her alcoholic mom shows up drunk at her voice recital, Dana decides she’s had enough and runs away to find her mysterious father in Avalon: the only place on Earth where the regular, everyday world and the captivating, magical world of Faerie intersect. But from the moment Dana sets foot in Avalon, everything goes wrong, for it turns out she isn’t just an ordinary teenage girl—she’s a Faeriewalker, a rare individual who can travel between both worlds, and the only person who can bring magic into the human world and technology into Faerie.
Soon, Dana finds herself tangled up in a cutthroat game of Fae politics. Someone’s trying to kill her, and everyone seems to want something from her, from her newfound friends and family to Ethan, the hot Fae guy Dana figures she’ll never have a chance with… until she does. Caught between two worlds, Dana isn’t sure where she’ll ever fit in and who can be trusted, not to mention if her world will ever be normal again…
“This is a promising start to a series that should have broad appeal among teens tiring of vampires but not dangerous romance.”

15. Wildwood Dancing by Juliet Marillier - 2006

Book 1 of 2 in the Wildwood Dancing series
In this YA story, high in the Transylvanian woods, at the castle Piscul Draculi, live five daughters and their doting father. It’s an idyllic life for Jena, the second eldest, who spends her time exploring the mysterious forest with her constant companion, a most unusual frog. But best by far is the castle’s hidden portal, known only to the sisters. Every Full Moon, they alone can pass through it into the enchanted world of the Other Kingdom. There they dance through the night with the fey creatures of this magical realm.
But their peace is shattered when Father falls ill and must go to the southern parts to recover, for that is when cousin Cezar arrives. Though he’s there to help the girls survive the brutal winter, Jena suspects he has darker motives in store. Meanwhile, Jena’s sister has fallen in love with a dangerous creature from the Other Kingdom—an impossible union it’s up to Jena to stop.
When Cezar’s grip of power begins to tighten, at stake is everything Jena loves: her home, her family, and the Other Kingdom she has come to cherish. To save her world, Jena will be tested in ways she can’t imagine—tests of trust, strength, and true love.
“Strong characters, two fully realized settings, and a fast-moving plot guarantee that readers will be spellbound by this page-turner.”
—School Library Journal (starred review)

14. Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie - 1904

The origin of the most famous fairy that ever was.

13. Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine - 1997

Book 1 of 4 in the Enchanted series
Newbery Medal Honor book. Ages 8-12.
At her birth, Ella of Frell receives a foolish fairy’s gift—the “gift” of obedience. Ella must obey any order, whether it’s to hop on one foot for a day and a half, or to chop off her own head! But strong-willed Ella does not accept her fate…
“A winning combination of memorable characters and an alluring fantasy realm.”
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)

12. Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer - 2001

Book 1 of 8 in the Artemis Fowl series
Twelve-year-old criminal mastermind Artemis Fowl has discovered a world below ground of armed and dangerous—and extremely high-tech—fairies. He kidnaps one of them, Holly Short, and holds her for ransom in an effort to restore his family’s fortune. But he may have underestimated the fairies’ powers. Is he about to trigger a cross-species war?
“Will grab your interest, no matter what your age.”
―The New York Post

11. Stardust by Neil Gaiman - 1997

In the sleepy English countryside of decades past, there is a town that has stood on a jut of granite for 600 years. And immediately to the east stands a high stone wall, for which the village is named. Here in the town of Wall, Tristran Thorn has lost his heart to the hauntingly beautiful Victoria Forester. One crisp October night, as they watch, a star falls from the sky, and Victoria promises to marry Tristran if he’ll retrieve the star and bring it back for her. It is this promise that sends Tristran through the only gap in the wall, across the meadow, and into the most unforgettable adventure of his life.
“Strange… marvelous… Stardust takes us back to a time when the world was more magical, and, real or not, that world is a charming place.”
—Philadelphia Inquirer

10. Lament: The Faerie Queen's Deception by Maggie Stiefvater - 2008

Book 1 of 2 in the Books of Faerie Series
Sixteen-year-old Deirdre Monaghan is a painfully shy but prodigiously gifted musician. She’s about to find out she’s also a cloverhand—one who can see faeries. Deirdre finds herself infatuated with a mysterious boy who enters her ordinary suburban life, seemingly out of thin air. Trouble is, the enigmatic and gorgeous Luke turns out to be a gallowglass—a soulless faerie assassin. An equally hunky (and equally dangerous) dark faerie soldier named Aodhan is also stalking Deirdre.
Sworn enemies, Luke and Aodhan each have a deadly assignment from the Faerie Queen. Namely, kill Deirdre before her music captures the attention of the Fae and threatens the Queen’s sovereignty. Caught in the crossfire with Deirdre is James, her wisecracking but loyal best friend. Deirdre had been wishing her life weren’t so dull, but getting trapped in the middle of a centuries-old faerie war isn’t exactly what she had in mind….
“Vibrant and potent, YA readers searching for faerie stories will be happy to find this accomplished debut novel.”
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)

9. City of Bones by Cassandra Clare - 2007

Book 1 of 6 in The Mortal Instruments series
When fifteen-year-old Clary Fray heads out to the Pandemonium Club in New York City, she hardly expects to witness a murder—much less a murder committed by three teenagers covered with strange tattoos and brandishing bizarre weapons. Then the body disappears into thin air. It’s hard to call the police when the murderers are invisible to everyone else and when there is nothing, not even a smear of blood, to show that a boy has died. Or was he a boy?
This was Clary’s first meeting with the Shadowhunters, warriors dedicated to ridding the earth of demons. It’s also her first encounter with Jace, a Shadowhunter who looks a little like an angel and acts a lot like a jerk. Within twenty-four hours Clary is pulled into Jace’s world with a vengeance, when her mother disappears and Clary herself is attacked by a demon. But why would demons be interested in ordinary mundanes like Clary and her mother? And how did Clary suddenly get the Sight? The Shadowhunters would like to know.
“[P]repare to be hooked.”
—Entertainment Weekly

8. Wings by Aprilynne Pike - 2009

Book 1 of 5 in the Wings series
Laurel’s life is the very definition of normal… until the morning when she wakes up to discover a flower blooming from her back. As it turns out, nothing in Laurel’s life is what it seems. Now, with the help of an alluring faerie sentry who holds the key to her true past, Laurel must race to save her human family from the centuries-old faerie enemies who walk among them.
“In the current crop of supernatural romances, this one stands out. Silky narration…delicious escapism.”
—Kirkus Reviews

7. Darkfever by Karen Marie Moning - 2006

Book 1 of 11 in the Fever series
When her sister is murdered, leaving a single clue to her death—a cryptic message on Mac’s cell phone—Mac journeys to Ireland in search of answers. The quest to find her sister’s killer draws her into a shadowy realm where nothing is as it seems, where good and evil wear the same treacherously seductive mask. She is soon faced with an even greater challenge: staying alive long enough to learn how to handle a power she had no idea she possessed—a gift that allows her to see beyond the world of man, into the dangerous realm of the Fae.
As Mac delves deeper into the mystery of her sister’s death, her every move is shadowed by the dark, mysterious Jericho, a man with no past and only mockery for a future. As she begins to close in on the truth, the ruthless Vlane—an alpha Fae who makes sex an addiction for human women—closes in on her. And as the boundary between worlds begins to crumble, Mac’s true mission becomes clear: find the elusive Sinsar Dubh before someone else claims the all-powerful Dark Book—because whoever gets to it first holds nothing less than complete control of the very fabric of both worlds in their hands.
“A compelling world filled with mystery and vivid characters.”
—Publishers Weekly

6. Wicked Lovely by Melissa Marr - 2007

Book 1 of 5 in the Wicked Lovely series
In this YA urban fantasy, Aislinn has always seen faeries. Powerful and dangerous, they walk hidden in mortal world. Aislinn fears their cruelty—especially if they learn of her Sight—and wishes she were as blind to their presence as other teens.
Now faeries are stalking her. One of them, Keenan, who is equal parts terrifying and alluring, is trying to talk to her, asking questions Aislinn is afraid to answer. Keenan is the Summer King who has sought his queen for nine centuries. Without her, summer itself will perish. He is determined that Aislinn will become the Summer Queen at any cost—regardless of her plans or desires.
Suddenly none of the rules that have kept Aislinn safe are working anymore, and everything is on the line: her freedom, her best friend Seth, her life—everything.
“Marr offers readers a fully imagined faery world that runs alongside an everyday world, which even non-fantasy (or faerie) lovers will want to delve into.”
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)

5. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke - 2004

At the dawn of the nineteenth century, two very different magicians emerge to change England’s history. In the year 1806, with the Napoleonic Wars raging on land and sea, most people believe magic to be long dead in England until the reclusive Mr Norrell reveals his powers, and becomes a celebrity overnight.
Soon, another practicing magician comes forth: the young, handsome, and daring Jonathan Strange. He becomes Norrell’s student, and they join forces in the war against France. But Strange is increasingly drawn to the perilous magic of the faerie Raven King. This strains his partnership with Norrell and puts at risk everything else he holds dear.
“Clarke’s imagination is prodigious, her pacing is masterly and she knows how to employ dry humor in the service of majesty.”
―The New York Times

4. Nyx by D. M. Livingston - 2013

Nyx, a sarcastic, mildly homicidal fairy, is hurled into Hell, but instead of damned souls and devils, she finds only a group of confused, young human witches.
It’s hate at first sight.
But Nyx and the witches, whose magical skills are not quite polished, must work together to survive the ravages of Hell, and then the demon-infested nightmare Earth has become.
The motley crew searches for the Keys of Iron, Flame, and Sorrow, which will (hopefully) close the Gates of Hell. However, the dark queen Morda, who opened the Gates by tricking Lucifer himself, takes a special interest in obliterating the bickering group.
That is, if they don’t obliterate each other first…
“[D]espite its dark theme, the abundance of death and monsters, it’s hilarious! … DO NOT skip the footnotes… It’s grotesque and strange but it is definitely fun.”
—Wondrous Books
(Full disclosure: I wrote this one.)

3. Tithe by Holly Black - 2002

Book 1 of 3 in the Modern Faerie Tale series
Sixteen-year-old Kaye is a modern nomad. Fierce and independent, she travels from city to city with her mother’s rock band until an ominous attack forces the sixteen-year-old back to her childhood home. There, amid the industrial, blue-collar New Jersey backdrop, Kaye soon finds herself an unwilling pawn in an ancient power struggle between two rival faerie kingdoms—a struggle that could very well mean her death.
“Debauchery, despair, deceit, and grisly death—what more could you ask for from a fairy tale?… A luscious treat for fans of urban fantasy and romantic horror.”
—Kirkus Reviews (starred review)

2. The Iron King by Julie Kagawa - 2010

Book 1 of 7 in The Iron Fey series
In this YA story, something has always felt slightly off in Meghan’s life, ever since her father disappeared before her eyes when she was six. She has never quite fit in at school or at home.
When a dark stranger begins watching her from afar and her prankster best friend becomes strangely protective of her, Meghan senses that everything she’s known is about to change. But she could never have guessed the truth.
For Meghan is the daughter of a mythical faery king and a pawn in a deadly war. Now Meghan will learn just how far she’ll go to save someone she cares about, stop a mysterious evil no faery creature dare face, and find love with a young prince who might rather see her dead than let her touch his icy heart.
The Iron King has the…enchantment, imagination and adventure of… Alice in Wonderland, Narnia and The Lord of the Rings, but with lots more romance.”
—Justine magazine

1. A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas - 2015

Book 1 of 3 in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series
When nineteen-year-old huntress Feyre kills a wolf in the woods, a beast-like creature arrives to demand retribution for it. Dragged to a treacherous magical land she only knows about from legends, Feyre discovers that her captor is not an animal, but Tamlin: one of the lethal, immortal faeries who once ruled their world.
As she dwells on his estate, her feelings for Tamlin transform from icy hostility into a fiery passion that burns through every lie and warning she’s been told about the beautiful, dangerous world of the Fae. But an ancient, wicked shadow over the faerie lands is growing, and Feyre must find a way to stop it or doom Tamlin—and his world—forever.
“[T]he sexual tension and deadly action are well-supported by Maas’ expertly drawn, multidimensional characters and their nuanced interpersonal dynamics… Sexy and romantic.”
―Kirkus Reviews
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2020.10.25 04:04 CumFilledBellies Lucey gets her fill

Lucey was dared by her highschool friends to go into Futa Supreme and order the Futa Supreme Deluxe service. The place was basically a business that offered sex service that was run by futas that will do as you wish or the futas will make you do as they wish, Lucey of course did not know any of this for she has never been to this place or even heard of it before. The manager who owned the place became a successful business owner in a short amount of time. She already made her fortune but still runs the business as usual since she likes the kind of enjoyment it brings her.
Lucey was dared to go inside and order the Supreme Deluxe service by her friends as they all stood outside behind the store in a alley way. Brenda who was her best friend said " Come on Lucey, dont be a scaredy cat. Its just the Futa Supreme Deluxe Service where they all gonna do is give us all a life time free access which means we will be able to come here as much as we want to and get whatever we want. " Brenda said as she placed her hand on Luceys shoulder. Brenda was of course lying as she smiled at Lucey to comfort her. She just wanted to see Lucey walk out of that place with a bloated cum filled belly because her and her friends thought the prank they were about to pull on Lucey would be funny.
Lucey sighed then looked at Brenda " Okay, i'll do it. Just promise nothing will happen to me?" Lucey said as she spoke nervously, thinking if she should do this or not " Lucey, you will be fine now go in there, talk to the Lady at the front desk and ask her for the Futa Supreme Deluxe Service for life time access for all of us and dont dont worry Lucey, were not going anywhere. Well be right here waiting. "
Lucey pondered the thought then she shrugged and walked towards the store as she can Brenda in the distance saying " Take as long as you want Lucey, we can wait all day. " the girls snickered and giggled for they couldnt wait to see Lucey come out of the store with bulging cum filled belly. " Oh man, I bet she will be barely able to walk by the time the manager is done with her. " Linda said as she laughed " I bet she is gonna be waddling out of there like a penguin with that big belly. " Sarah said as she giggled. The girls laughed themselves away until they saw Lucey go into the store.
Lucey opened the glass door, entering inside as she looked around, taking in every detail of the place that it made it looked like a patients waiting room in a hospital or something. There were chairs, couches on opposite sides of the room, a couple of fake plants just for decor, the floor, walls and ceiling was a beautiful wood and there was a glass coffee table in the middle of the room where a couple chairs and couches surrounded it.
Lucey continued to look around until her eyes laid upon a gorgeous woman who was sitting behind a desk in a cut out wall. The woman was busying herself filling out paper work, unaware that Lucey has entered. Lucey closed the door behimd her and stepped inside, approaching the nervously until she was right infront of her. The woman looked up from the paper she filling out to make eye contact with Lucey. " May I help you mam? The woman said as she spoke in a calm voice " Yes, may I... I speak to your manager because I'd like to order the Futa Supreme Deluxe Service? " Lucey said as she stammered nervously as she wondered what the Futa Supreme Deluxe Service event meant that it caused the woman to go wide eyed as if she hasnt had anyone order that in a long time.
" Mam, the futa supreme deluxe is a special service offered by the boss, are you sure want it because there is a lot more to it than you might not be able to handle? The lady said as she spoke worriedly " Yes, I do want The Futa Supreme Deluxe Service. " Lucey said as she now begins to have seconds thoughts about this, wondering what she meant by " there is a lot more to it than you might not be able to handle? " Lucey thought.
" Okay, I need your name, once your done you can take a take a seat mam. " the woman said " My name is Lucey Brennard " Lucey said " Okay Lucey, please take a seat. My boss will be with you shortly. " Lucey took a seat as the lady instructed as the woman picked up the phone to talk to her manager. Once the lady was done talking to her boss, she hunged up the phone " The manager will be with you shortly mam. " the woman said, Lucey nodded as she turned her head to watch the television which was showing her favorite cartoon Futa Super Girls.
Ten minutes passed by as Lucey kept her eyes glues to the television while she occasionally checked the time on her phone which read 2:30 pm, she was about to turn her eyes back to the tv until she could hear the door opening to reveal a beautiful woman who could only be described as a amazon. She had the most prettiest blue eyes Lucey has ever seen, long flowing black hair and the lady stood quite tall for a woman as Lucey looked down she could see a wuite notice big bulge in her pants which made Lucey not having to think twice what that was.
" Lucey Brennard, please come with me. " The beautiful amazon lady said as she left the door open for Lucey as the she walked back to her office. Lucey stood up from her chair and followed the woman. Lucey stood outside the door of her office as she looked around, suprised to see that the woman literally had a queen sized bed in her office, Lucey wondered why would she have a bed in her office unless the lady lived here in her own office.
" Please take a seat Lucey Brennard, we have much to discuss. " The woman gestured for her to take to take a seat. Lucey sat down as she looked at the name on the desk which read Donna, Lucey waited nervously as she was worried what the woman might say since it is now pretty obivous that she has a cock since Lucey saw her quite noticeable huge bulge in her pants. " Now Lucey, I heard you wanted the Futa Supreme Deluxe Service, is that right? The woman said as she looked at Lucey. Lucey Nodded and spoke " Yes, that is what I want. " Lucey said as Donna stared at her for a moment before she spoke " Okay, before we start I am going to need you to sign some papers. " she paused as she reached behind her desk to pull out a draw full of papers, pulling out an envelope, laying it down on the desk and opening it to pull out a small stack of papers as she handed each one to Lucey as she told her each one of them were as Lucey looked at each one. " this is a consent to a possible impregnation or ending up with cum filled belly, Both options are listed right here " as Lucey read through the rest of the sheets which came with a list of benefits and rights listed to the one consenting and the holder of the waiver. Protecting both parties form wrongdoing and legalities that ensured the safety of all involved.
" Now Lucey, you do understand that doing this might make you end up impregnated or with a bulging cum filled belly. If you choose one of these options and you will walk out of here with a bloatedcum filled belly. " Donna said as her cock got excited from the thought of impregnating or filling up Lucey with a bulging cum filled belly from her cum. Lucey began to have seconds thoughts about this but now knows it is it too late to walk out of here without doing what this lady tells her to do for own personal pleasure for her cock. " I understand and agree mam. " Lucey said as a smile crept across Donnas face " Wonderful, now please sign here and here then we can get started. " Donna said as the bulge in her cock pants grew three times its normal size than before that it caused her cock to get so hard that it hurt.
Lucey finished out filling out the papers as Donna ragerly waited. " Good, now please take off all your clothes for me and go sit on the bed. " Lucey blushed with embarssment and fear but she did as Donna told her. Donna watch with lust as Lucey took off her shirt and bra to reveal her perky c cup white breast and hourglass figure that it caused her cock to get harder causing it to leak precum in her pants, next she watched Lucey slowly take off her pants for Donna, once her panties were off her big bubble round ass bounced out that it caused Donnas cock to rip through her pants that it made Donna so horny that her cock throbbed, pulsed and twitched uncontrollably from how sexy Lucey was as she leaned back in her chair stroking her cock as she watched her " oh yeah, i'm definitely gonna fill you up real good you sexy little thing. " Donna watched as Lucey walked over to the bed as she could feelthat it made a hot load of pre cum to shoot out like a rocket out of her cock as Donna watched Luceys ass jiggle from each step she took until she sat on the bed, crossing her legs as she waited for Donna.
Donna stood up and took her clothes off as well,once she was fully naked that it amazed Lucey that she had such big dd cup breast, a massive veiny cock with big low hanging nuts and a nice round ass making her jaw drop that it made her wonder if she will be able to take such a massive cock.
" Lucey, what I want you first to do is to ride my cock like a good girl. " Donna said as she laid down next to Lucey as her big cock stuck up as far it can go. " Donna said as her cock throbbed eagerly for Lucey. " Okay, I will do that. " Lucey said as she looked at the massive 12 inch cock that stood before as she took in every detail of it as she looked at it.
Lucey climbed on top of Donna until her pussy was hovering over Donnas cock. " Thats right, slowly bring your pussy down on my cock. " Donna said as Lucey began to slowly bring her pussy down onto her cock, moaning as the big cock stretched her out as she went deeper and deeper as a bulgecin her belly could be seen until it became a abnormally huge bulge in her belly once Lucey was balls deep on Donnas cock.
" Oh yourso tight, mmm. " Donna said as she moaned from Luceys pussy clamping down onto her cock, squeezing her cock ever so tightly that it almost made her cum. " Lucey began to raise up on her cock and then back down that it caused the bulge in her stomach to appear then disappear from every time she went down onto her cock until she began to ride. Both girls moaned as Lucey picked up the pace.
" thats right Lucey, keep riding me. Make my cock explode inside that tight pussy of yours. " Donna said as Lucey began to ride faster and faster as she bounced on Donnas cock until she could feel herself about to cum from Luveys vice gripping tight pussy.
" i'm... cu-cumming! " Donna said as she could feel her cock throbbing as it pumped gallons of cum into Lucdys pussy. Luceys stopped balls deep on her cock as Donna cummed that it made her orgasm from the thick hot loads that began to fill up her belly with a nice warm sensation as her belly began to expand.
Luceys tongue hanged out as she orgasmed again from Donna filling up her womb with her cum, her belly gew and grew until it grew to the size what looked abnormally large as if she was pregnant with quadruplets as her belly hanged and sagged full of cum as Donnas cock pumped one more time until she was drained.
" Ahhh, thanks for that honey. I really needed that release. panting You are free to go. " Donna said as she laid there drained, satisfied as she made a pleasured face with her tongue hanging out as Lucey slowly pulled herself with a little struggle from her big heavy cum filled belly weighing her down until Donnas cock popped out with a wet sound as Lucey slowly got herself off the bed as her bloated belly bounced as she moved, once she was on the edge of the bed she struggled to stand until she finally managed to get herself up, once her feet were on the floor she had to use her hand to support her back like a pregnant lady to keep her balance.
Her belly felt so heavy that when she took a step her cum filled bounced that it caused the cum inside to slosh around loudly, Lucey had to take careful steps as she walked because she felt like her bloated belly would make her fall and if she fell, she might not be able to get back up so she carefully walked to go grab her clothes as her belly continued to bounce and jiggle causing the river of cum to be heard inside.
Lucey walked out of the managers officer as the lady at the front desk gave her a awkward stare before she spoke " Thank you for your service Lucey Brennard, we hope to see you again. " the woman said as she watched Lucey walk with her huge bouncing belly sticking out as she walked like a heavy pregnant lady but with a bit of a awkward walk like walding like a penguin. Lucey continued to walk untilshe was outside, opening the door to greet her friends with her bloated cum filled belly.
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2020.10.25 02:24 throwawayyyyy429 All you need to know about Katie. Your friendly, perpetually horny Warrior Princess.

Hello all!
Im Katie. Ive been a longtime lurker at gonewildstories and i am bored out of my mind right now so i thought i’d try my hand at posting some of my sexual shenanigans. So, i made a throwaway account. Lol.
However, after multiple tries, i cannot finish a single story. See, while a lot of it makes sense to me and people in my circle, when i view it from an outsider’s perspective, it takes a whole lot of context gathering to understand it, and some of them are just plain, “huh?”.
So i thought i would make this, my initial post, a mildly sexual one, post it on my profile, and link it to every story i post. This post will be mostly background info, trying to lay as much context and explanation as possible into the stories so that it makes sense. I also do this to eliminate having to describe myself over and over again in every story, as is what seems to be the current meta in the sub. Please keep in mind im writing my own stories which just happens to be erotic in nature. I write to share and practice my english writing skills, not to help you get your rocks off. I must admit, its a bonus if you do, but that is not my main intent.
I am hoping to make a series out of this since i do have a whole bunch of stories rattling around in my head. Posting might be a bit irregular depending on my work schedule.
All of the stories that this post is linked in to are true stories as experienced by moi. Since it is impossible to repeat verbatim some exchanges that happened over the span of multiple years, i took some literary liberties to push out convos that is as close to my recollection as possible. There are also dialogues that i know off the top of my head that i can quote verbatim because i have some videos and text messages saved. Even with video references, the dialogue may or may not still be 100% accurate since i am doing an “as close as possible” translation to most of them.
I noticed that while there’s plenty of dirty talk in gonewildstories, the language is actually pretty clean otherwise.
Not in my stories its not. Im in a profession where im heavily outnumbered by males. Despite my upbringing, some of that colourful language has crept its way into my day to day vocabulary. Its crude, its graphic, its morbid, its dark. And somehow, still entertaining. Thats how we learned to cope with the stresses of our job, and eventually, life. While i do try to make a separation between work Katie and “normal” Katie, sometimes, they just cross over. There’s nothing i can do about that, and I will not make any apologies for it either. If the language or humour offends you, then just move along.
Im not going to suddenly start typing ”OMG Beckiiii, that guy from last night is 🔥🔥🔥!!! And he 👉👌 me all night with his massive 🍆, like, its sooooo cray-cray!!! XoXo!!!” just because the way i talk doesnt fit your fantasies of what a slut should talk like. Im that slut who can drink you under the table and that you banged like a drum only because i let you.
People in my line of work are often perceived as robots and are held to impossibly high standards. Were human beings too with all too very human desires. Im letting you have a peek behind the curtain from a female’s perspective. While all of the sexploits i will tell you are all results of questionable decisions, none of them are illegal. Therefore, some of them will raise some hackles. I wont push my politics and morality on you if you dont. Just enjoy the stories and move on if you dont.
For privacy reasons, i have taken great lengths to convert all technical, cultural, and linguistical terminology, into its American equivalent.
All names are fake. Minor details that does not affect the veracity of the story have also been altered for privacy reasons. There will be a lot of unexplained time and location jumps. If any of them confuses you, just treat them like a stand alone story.
If none of them are illegal, then why the secrecy and obfuscation? Well, its because i really like my privacy. I really like my job. And i reeeaaaaalllly really really like my relationships with people who dont know about this side of me. But, at the same time, im at a point where im struggling with some things and i would like some sort of written validation out there that i actually am the sum of everything that i am. Not “work Katie”, not “normal Katie”, not “grab brunch with mum and dad Katie”, not “super slut Katie”, not “lesbian Katie”, but, all of the above, and more.
I have my own desires, my own passions, and my own kinks. Im a mixture of what society considers normal and abnormal, like everybody else out there. I guess this is what attracted me to this sub. A lot of us live dual lives. We have the life we live out in the open, and we have the life we live in secrecy. I tried posting on gonewild before on another alt account but the risk:satisfaction ratio is just too skewed against me. I do have a little bit of exhibitionist in me but the hassle of dealing with creeps’ DMs and chats is just too much for me to handle.
I would like to think that i have a good grasp of the English language, but i know i may slip here and there. I will gladly welcome any grammar and spelling corrections when i get them.
My name is Catherine, Katie for short. My stats are: 5’3 tall, 33DD-24-36. 130 lbs. My upper body stats have always been pretty much the same since hitting puberty, but the waist and hip sizes fluctuate. I have both nips pierced, and have a wide array of jewelry to bling the girls up, another piercing on my belly button, and currently playing with the idea of a clit piercing but too chicken to actually go with it. I have 6 tattoos: 2 small, and 4 large pieces. I had laser hair removal surgery on my armpits, my pubes, and my legs. It was pretty expensive but it was worth it.
I have an eclectic mix of non sexual interests that i am deeply passionate about. I trained in Jiu jitsu, Kali, gymnastics, and Wushu from when i was 5 years old. My parents also got me into ballet, gymnastics and cheerleading later on. I only did ballet and gymnastics from primary to secondary school, dropped ballet in high school until i realized that they took up way too much of my time and id rather do something else. I am a huge bookworm and will basically speed read through anything you drop in my lap. My background in ballet attracted me into trying out pole and acro dancing. Ive also been taking Krav Maga lessons in my free time. Luckily, its not a belt based art and my history in other martial arts allowed me to easily pick up the art. Nadia and i go back packing and camping whenever we can. I love cooking and hosting parties. I used to play computer games when i was younger, and has picked up PC gaming again to help occupy myself during the lockdowns. I also have an obsession with whiskys, Irish and Japanese whiskeys in particular.
Despite all these group oriented non sexual activities i mentioned above, i am actually a very introverted person. I keep my cards really close to my chest. I have a small circle of people that i am quite open with. Everyone else just gets whatever piece of me i choose to dish out to them.
I am of mixed ancestry, Asian/Spanish on one side and Irish/German on the other. I have 2 siblings and only one of them inherited our Asian parent’s Asian genes. Both my other sibling and I inherited our Caucasian parent’s features. I have bright green eyes that i am on a love-hate relationship with. My reddish brown hair i just purely hate because its a pain in the butt to maintain both in the field and on girls’ night outs. Its currently butt length. I wear it braided when at work, in a ponytail when working out, and just generally leave it down any other time. It starts out straight and gets wavy/curly half way down. The reason why i hate it is because its so thick and heavy. Theres times when i get a headache just from the sheer weight of hair endlessly tugging down on my scalp. I dont even remember using a winter scarf since growing it this long. The only reason why i keep it styled this way is solely because Nadia and a lot of guys swear that its one of my most attractive features, and i like it when they grab it during sexy times. Fwiw, my hairdresser hates my hair too. Lol.
I grew up on 6 different countries, not including the one i am living in right now. English is NOT my first language. Its not even my second. Although, im quite proud that my English skills has progressed now to the point that when i reverse Google translate a sentence, it still spits out readable English.
I am married to another female from work. Her name is Nadia. She is a little bit taller than me. I dont remember her exact stats but at least her bust and hip measurements are pretty close to mine, since we borrow each other’s bikinis all the time with no problem. I wont go into Nadia’s heritage, but lets just say she’s “glow in the dark white”.
She has green eyes like i do, but her hair is more dark blond. She enjoys pretty much the same activities I do, but while im a generalist jack of all trades, she is very much a specialist, focusing on backpacking/anything outdoorsy. She has managed to infect me with that same intense love for the outdoors and it is actually one of our goals to complete the American triple crown hikes someday. One of our big bucket list items is to climb the 7 summits of the world, but short of quitting our jobs, which we are also both deeply passionate about, there’s just no way we can see we would be able to do it. But, never say never.
Nadia and I are both bi-sexual and in an open relationship. Our sex life is as eclectic as our non sexual passions. We have invested close to $2000 in toys and kinky stuff alone. There’s no set dom/sub roles between us, and we switch roles depending on what strikes our fancy at the moment. In fact, i get slightly more pleasure being dominated by her than me dominating her. With me surrounded by testosterone and professional aggression, one would think that being the dom should come to me naturally. Maybe i spend so much of my time being in charge so that i actually get off being ordered and handled for a change. 🤷‍♀️ We got legally married in Las Vegas on a trip to the United States.
Im a little bit of a size queen when it comes to males but i love dicks of all shapes, sizes and colour. 8 inches and above, you better hope you have good cardio because i want that cock hard and in jack hammer mode until you’ve made me cum with it at least 3 times, minimum. 4-7 inches, id still fuck you, but you better be great at pushing with the dick that you have. 2-3 inches im really sorry, but if you can give me mind blowing head, ill make it worth your while. Ive actually had a long time fwb arrangement with someone who’s 3.5 inches and he’s the perfect threesome partner because his cock is at that size where my ass is comfortably pleasured by it with the least amount of pain ive ever experienced from anal. 2 inches and below, ive never met any so i dont know what to say about that.
While i said that i love cocks of all shapes and sizes, there are 2 things about a guy and his cock that would make me a repeat hook up till we get tired of fucking each other.
Presentation and Appearance: i like girthy circumcised cocks better. I find that guys last longer when they’re cut, and hygiene is usually not a problem with them. I tend to gravitate towards really veiny (is that a word?) cocks too. The veinier it is, the better. Its like being fucked by a cock wearing a ribbed condom with the added bonus of feeling myself getting flooded with cum on the inside. (Speaking of ribbed condoms, going on a tangent here, but i always keep a stock of them in my house, my purse, and my car. I use then for one night stands and FWBs who are a little bit more promiscous. Ive gotten an IUD so that i dont have to deal with periods while on long work trips, and i like being fucked raw by my regular rotation of male hook ups.)
Strength and cardio: i switch back and forth between dom/sub roles when hooking up with females, but with males, its sub all the way. I like the feeling of being powerless, being ragdolled silly, of being owned. As a result of that, i usually re hook up with men that were able to go the distance. I discovered this during a hook up with this somewhat shy guy who turned into an animal in bed. He savagely ripped my thong off my pussy, which might sound sexy as hell, but try giving yourself a pussy wedgie and see how that feels. He fucked me silly while carrying me in his arms for 20 minutes. THAT, that is sexy as fuck. I legit cannot remember how many times i came during those amazing 20 minutes. Wow. ”I want that man in my life” is all i can think of the morning after. He was also the only so far who was able to let me act out my pornstar dreams of doing a standing 69 with my legs doing a split.
One non sexual male attribute that im a yuuuuuuge sucker for are beards. There’s something about a scruffy beard that makes me all womanly and grab the guy by the balls and whisper in his ear:
”I wanna take care of you. I wanna love you. And i wanna fuck the ever living crap out of you”
When it comes to females, i have this thing for blondes with striking eyes. I guess that’s what attracted me to my wife, Nadia. The best possible way i can describe her eyes is like those of Alexandra Daddario. Its piercing and intense. I have been with Nadia for a few years now and still get easily, and quite literally, lost in her eyes every time i look at her. Oh, and also, butts. Im very big on girl on girl assplay. In fact, i have never met a bigger ass slut than my wife.
For sexual preferences, its a lot easier to ask me “what have you not done/not willing to do?” than the other way around. Ive never done any foot fetishes, blood, scat, or group sex that involve multiple dicks/toys in a single hole, and am not interested in ever doing it. Lol. As for the rest, you name it, ive probably done it and got the t-shirt. I understand that there is a broad spectrum of sexual kinks out there. That doesnt mean that i will willingly seek out all of them constantly. Take pain for example. Ive tried nipple clamps before. Yes, they work great at intensifying the sensitivity of my nipples, and its pretty awesome having my nipples licked and kissed after the clamps come off, but does that mean that i would want to get railed all the time wearing it? On the other hand, (not bragging) i have a pretty tight pussy. I mentioned before that i am a bit of a size queen. Those first few thrusts in my pussy or my asshole, even down my throat sometimes, is always a mix of mind blowing orgasms, and agonizing pain. Pain like im being split in half. Yet i always seek the biggest dick whenever i get the chance when im in the mood for some man meat. Why is that? Lemme know when youve figured it out cus i cant either. Lol.
If there’s one specific kink that i always seek out, i would say, its a group sex setting. Threesomes are the perfect number in my opinion, with plenty of toys and dirty talk involved. I dont care if its FFM or FMM, i just like having multiple partners in one fuck session.
FAQ (Ill leave this one open and come back to edit in some answers depending on how many interesting questions i get)
If youre still reading dear reader, i wanna let you know that i appreciate you. I dont like saying the same words over and over again just because people like it, hence the reason why i wrote this intro.
I like sharing my sexual stories, but i dont want it to be pure word smut. I want it to be entertaining as well. I want you to have that little peek into my life im allowing you access to. Lastly, it appeals to my vanity when i know people are getting hard/wet from reading my exploits.
Well, that’s all i have to say. Happy reading!
10 minutes after posting this, i already got a trolling comment. I dont mind aggressive opening comments as long as theyre substantive.
Passive aggressively saying: ”yeah, i like women who’s genitals has been mutilated too” is such a coward move. Say what you mean and mean what you say. Go back to trolling 4chan incel forums you undesirable twat.
How about lets go with: “I dont respect your preference to circumcised men because such and such are my beliefs about it, and this is something i am strongly passionate about. But, i understand those are your personal preferences, that you posted on your personal forum, so i will just simply state my opinion respectfully and leave it at that.”
Stop blaming your lack of social skills and inability to get laid on women, and do something positive about it.
I do not stand for for genital mutilation on children, but male circumcision is never a purely cultural or religious thing. A lot of grown up men actually volunteer to undergo elective circumcision for whatever reason they want, just as us women regularly choose to modify our bodies for whatever vain reason we want to. Incels out there: stop picking on bits and pieces of society to fit your narrative that it is everybodys fault but you that you cant get laid. Its pathetic.
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2020.10.24 19:48 flyingmonkey737 Sexual Perv - Revenge is Sweeter When They Don't Know It's You

So this is a story about a guy I considered a friend. To this day, he has absolutely no idea that I am the main person who exposed him and I hope to keep it that way.
The main characters in this story are Myself, Badass Pilot, Girlfriend1, Girlfriend2 and Girlfriend3, Young Female Pilot, and a bunch of other randos needed to fill out the story. I witnessed most of this myself, but I also included details from other people who witnessed things when I was not there. I fully trust the sources of the reports.
So Badass Pilot is a pilot, as the name suggests, but he doesn't work for an airline. He started teaching at a flight school in his 20s but decided to strike out on his own because, as he told everyone else, he could do it better. He spends the next few years trying to destroy the reputation of his first employer. Badass Pilot is a very likeable guy and lots of people think he's awesome and believe him. I am one of them.
Now when he starts out, he drives a super shitty car, doesn't have an office, gets evicted from his apartment for not paying rent, and so on. But people like him and they help him set up a school and help fix it up, and generally give him a hand. Every once in a while people get pissed off at him because he does shitty things to other people, but his circle of friends defend him and just think he's great. He tells these pretty whopping tales, he's funny, and people naturally like to be with him. A lot of his stories have made-up details designed to put other people down, but he tells them in a highly entertaining way. His behavior is a bit crazy, and some of the reason people hang out with him is that he will do crazy stuff that is not normal, plus now he throws good parties.
He also has this cute girlfriend, Girlfriend1, and they end up living together. To be clear, she is pretty cool, definitely not a raging B, is fun, throws him a huge party for his 30th birthday, and so on. Now, while he's with Girlfriend1, he is still coming on to other women when she's not looking. A couple of times I have seen him totally love bomb a hot girl, usually someone in a vulnerable position like if he knows she's going through a bad breakup. He showers them with attention, gets them totally interested in him, says Girlfriend1 cheated on him, they're on a break, or some other such story that isn't true. He sleeps with them, and then he ghosts them and says they're crazy, and does anything else he can to get rid of them so Girlfriend1 doesn't get suspicious. As an example, after he cheated on Girlfriend1 with one girl, she tried to get in touch with him after he ghosted her, which is a actually a reasonable thing to do. Instead of talking to her himself, Badass Pilot lied and told everyone she was crazy and was stalking him, reported her to his friends at the police department, and had the police call her and tell her to shove off. On top of that, he also starts telling these crazy stories about Girlfriend1, totally criticizing her behind her back, telling everyone what a loser she is, and generally not appreciating having a relationship that most people would love to have. So you get the idea on how he treats women.
When Badass Pilot and Girlfriend1 finally break up, he told everyone that SHE was cheating on HIM when it was the other way around. His excuse for tanking an interview for his dream job was that he discovered Girlfriend1 was cheating the night before, he was an emotional wreck and that's why he flubbed the interview. There were a bunch of inconsistencies with his timeline and I knew it wasn't true but he told the story to anyone within earshot and people just accepted his version of events. And so he made everyone hate the ex and feel sorry for him, which is a common theme.
So anyhow, he and Girlfriend1 break up, he is drinking heavily, partying all the time, and a bunch of us get a front row seat as he comes close to destroying his life, parties hard, acts like a sleaze, hits on women constantly, and works his way through any woman who will sleep with him setting some new low records.
A few months later he hooks up with one of his students, let's call her Girlfriend2, and pretty much immediately moves into her house. This seems to stabilize him and help him get his life on track. Over the next few years he gets a cush offer flying corporate charters. He's a likeable guy, which helps him get a sweet contract as a private pilot for a billionaire, which he brags about nonstop to everyone. They also pay for him to get trained to fly jets. He gets a new car that doesn't look like a piece of shit, and he lives in a nice house. His flight school is no longer a frat house and it's more of a family friendly environment. Girlfriend2 helps him out at the flight school and life is pretty good for Badass Pilot.
To put the icing on the cake, the FAA is looking for new blood to fill a highly prestigious job of pilot examiner. These are people who are pilots with a lot of experience, well respected members of the local community with good judgment and a lot of power over student pilots and other flight schools. They also tend to make tons of money because they can charge any price people will pay to get their license and there isn't a lot of competition. Badass Pilot has friends at the FAA who like him, and he gets the job. He brags to people that it's like printing money tax free since students have to pay in cash (sounds weird, I know, but it's true) and he says the IRS doesn't need to know about it. So Badass Pilot is now in his 30's at the pinnacle of his career, earning tons of money, and has lots of power over people in the industry. And the success really goes to Badass Pilot's head.
Now, as you might have guessed, Badass Pilot is still the same person he was before, just with a lot more money, power, and success.
Badass Pilot still likes to brag loudly that he is the best instructor around and he has the best flight school. He still tells people how bad other flight schools in the area are, even though he shouldn't be saying anything due to his job as an examiner. He talks about his friends and his students and tells embarrassing stories about them, but I don't think much of it because they're funny and they're not about me. It doesn't really register with me at the time, but he is really good at getting other people to pile on and hate the people he hates and really good at destroying peoples reputations behind their back with things that turn out to be total lies. I start to hear him put down Girlfriend2 and say things about her that I know aren't true. I still don't pay attention to it because there are lots of loud guys in aviation who like to brag and make up stories. I continue to think of him as a friend and have even confided in him about something that I am sensitive about and looked to him for advice.
So one day when I'm in town I was hanging out with him and a bunch of people at the Badass Pilot flight school shooting the breeze. After I left I realized I forgot something, so came in the back way through the mechanic shop next door. I heard him talking in his very loud voice so everyone could hear, and that's when I realized he was talking about me. Not only was he talking about me, but he was totally lying about my embarrassing situation, made it totally different and a thousand times worse than what it was, and turned it into something that could potentially end my career. I thought he respected me and was my friend, but he was destroying my reputation and tearing me down behind my back.
Luckily nobody saw me and I slinked out the way I came in. I spent weeks feeling humiliated and betrayed. I reflected on the way I had seen him treat people and started to see things in a different light.
Now, I knew that he had tanked some careers. He has a lot of contacts in the industry, and he has bragged about calling companies that are hiring and telling them not to hire certain people. One of his favorite sayings is that aviation is a small world and you shouldn't burn any bridges because it will come back to bite you in the ass. He bragged several times about bringing people down a peg and making someone he disliked lose a job they had applied for by calling the company owner. Usually he did it because he wanted to take revenge for something he thought they did to him, but he was also jealous of people who graduated college (he didn't) and people who came from stable families (he didn't). He would always talk about how bad his home life was as a child and really try to get people to feel sorry for him. Keep in mind he's an adult in his late 30s.
I also knew that despite becoming more stable with GF2, he had not changed his ways with women. He acted like he respected women in front of GF2. But every time he was off on a trip, and even at his own airport, he could get pretty aggressive with women would push them hard to see how far he could take things.
As an example, he flirted aggressively with the receptionist at the building next door from his flight school. The receptionist was young and relatively new and had no idea Girlfriend2 existed. She (F18 or 19) called the Badass Pilot flight school and left a flirty message for Badass Pilot (M35), totally in line with how Badass Pilot was interacting with her. I was not there, but a witness said GF2 played the message on the machine and made Badass Pilot listen to it. He sheepishly said he had no idea why she would leave such a message, and Girlfriend2 told him in no uncertain terms that he was obviously leading her on, exploiting a young woman, and he needed to stop. Then, instead of taking responsibility for his own actions, Badass Pilot took revenge on the young girl. He immediately complained to the airport manager and got her fired. She ended up packing her stuff in a box and leaving that same day. So, while Badass Pilot is fun to be around as long as you're on his good side, he will F** you up if he thinks you are against him. I knew I had to be careful.
I wasn't sure yet what I was going to do, but I decided I needed to be close in order to get more information. So I sucked it up, pretended I wasn't humiliated and had never heard him talking about me, and spent more days at the flight school when I had time off. Everyone at the flight school was in and out all the time, so sometimes I'd be the only person there and I could easily sit down behind Badass Pilot's desk and start scrolling through his files.
That's when I hit the jackpot.
Badass Pilot was logged into all the same accounts on his desktop that he was on his phone, email, messaging, everything. And boy did he like to text. Now one of the things some of his students complained about was that Badass Pilot would not stop texting, even when he was supposed to be instructing people in the plane. He even lost a few students who were so annoyed by him texting during a lesson that they went somewhere else for lessons. And now I knew why.
Badass Pilot was a sex addict.
That's the only way I can describe it. Some people might describe him as a serial sexual harasser. His entire messaging history was full of cybersex, photos, videos, you name it, it was right there on his computer. I copied everything. I played the videos and recorded them on my phone, I took the snapshots, I took pictures of the texts. I must have spent an hour trying to copy this stuff and I ran out of time because someone came back, so I minimized the tabs and casually left the office.
I enlisted the help of another aviator that Badass Pilot had screwed over and we went through the treasure trove with a fine tooth comb. We had to research the phone numbers to find out who these people were and we classified them into "known aviation" and other. We even found that he was doing the nasty with a couple of people there at the flight school...not quite the family friendly environment everyone thought it was.
It became clear that his cybersex activity made him totally ineligible to be an FAA examiner. Plenty of the texts were just plain sexual harassment from a guy with a lot of power in the aviation industry, flirting with and pressuring young women who were hoping to become pilots for everything from sexy photos to sexual acts, sometimes pretending it was all just a big joke. He had no problems sending dick pics to women. That in and of itself made him unqualified to be an examiner. However, he went even further and had sexual contact with at least one person he tested. This is extremely dangerous because it compromises his ability to evaluate if someone is able to pilot a plane safely. If he is threatened with a lawsuit or criminal charge and has to test one of these women, or even someone they know, he might be coerced to pass an unsafe pilot, which could result in death.
August 2017
My pilot friend and I decide the best thing to do is send the information to the FAA, but we know we have to do it anonymously because our careers could be on the line. So we carefully packaged up a bunch of evidence, sent it in to the FAA office that he reported to, and waited for the fallout.
The FAA literally ignored evidence that they had a sexual predator as a pilot examiner. This is a pretty old boys club environment, so maybe not too surprising.
For our next attempt we approached a Young Female Pilot we identified from the evidence who seemed like she tried to stop Badass Pilot when he got out of hand with her. We approached her to see if she would be willing to come forward and tell the FAA about her experience. She basically said all it would do was get her slut-shamed and blacklisted, especially after she heard that the FAA did nothing with our anonymous package we sent in. She said Badass Pilot would most likely ruin her career and nobody would hire her and he would make sure her reputation was destroyed. I had to agree.
Fast forward to 2018: I Make Him Homeless
I thought maybe I should just tell Girlfriend2 about what I had found, but I kept chickening out. I also didn't want to be exposed myself, as I have to protect my career and I was certain Badass Pilot would try to destroy me if he found out. One morning I was sitting in the school playing with the ipad while Girlfriend2 was behind the desk. Wouldn't you know it, she is texting Badass Pilot, who is flying, and Badass Pilot is logged into the flight school ipad I'm using! I can see her messages to him, and I can also see that he had cybersex with someone the night before and that he sent a video of himself masturbating to a student before that! I take photos for evidence, as usual.
Girlfriend2 is reading and not looking up at me so I just mumble something and hand her the ipad with the sexting open full screen as I walk out the door. I wait in the parking lot in my car, and about 10 minutes later, Girlfriend2 leaves the school with the ipad in hand and drives home.
I made sure to be scarce the rest of that day as I didn't want to raise any suspicions about my own involvement. Apparently Girlfriend2 owns the property where they live, so she immediately moved his stuff out and permanently banned Badass Pilot, who started sleeping at the flight school. From what I pieced together that week, Girlfriend2 was so alarmed by the evidence that she demanded that Badass Pilot see a therapist or she would report him to the authorities and he could potentially be arrested. One thing I should mention is that Girlfriend2 has a child, which is important. Badass Pilot was using her child to set up booty calls for himself (set up playdate with another child, have sex with child's mother while kids are paying video games).
Badass Pilot slept on a cot in the flight school, stayed drunk, and looked like a homeless person for a couple of months before he ended up getting his own place.
We also let Badass Pilot's billionaire employer know that he was a sexual predator, as well as a few other people anonymously. I wanted to make sure Girlfriend2 knew all the gory details of Badass Pilot's sexual activities in case she was even considering getting back together with him after he did therapy, so I kept sending her more information anonymously too.
Young Female Pilot kept in contact and apparently had some conversation with other female pilots. Nobody was willing to go on record but they all started sending anonymous letters to the FAA hoping they would at least investigate him.
The next thing I hear is that Badass Pilot is telling everyone that he broke up with Girlfriend2, that she is crazy and trying to destroy his reputation, and that she's sending false anonymous letters to the FAA because she's jealous. From what we could tell, the FAA interviewed Badass Pilot, but nothing happened because he blamed Girlfriend2 for sending the letters. True to form, Badass Pilot also made sure everyone at the flight school hated her and felt sorry that that he was being victimized by her. He also called the police and told them she was harassing him and told them he was banning her from his flight school.
Nothing else happens. This all starts to die down and Badass Pilot is still an examiner. He still works for his billionaire boss as well as a very wealthy owner of a car dealership who also races cars, and he still runs a flight school with plenty of students. Again, he starts sleeping with another student at the school, who will now be named Girlfriend3. Badass Pilot continues to complain to everyone that he has been victimized by Girlfriend2. Badass Pilot gets Girlfriend3 (who has never met Girlfriend2) so wound up about her that she is spitting tacks every time she is mentioned. This is important later.
Fast forward to 2019: WTF?!
Not only has Badass Pilot not been punished by the FAA, but the FAA has INCREASED his responsibilities so that now he can also conduct instrument flight exams for students!
Young Female Pilot stays in touch and we talk periodically, sworn to secrecy, of course. We have a couple of male pilots who are also sworn to secrecy to protect our own jobs. When the FAA promoted Badass Pilot to instrument examiner despite all of the complaints they had received, Young Female Pilot and her friends get really pissed off. They are still unwilling to risk their own jobs, however. (Reader, please don't judge me or Young Female Pilot for is very expensive to become a pilot, easy to get blacklisted by someone at the FAA or someone like Badass Pilot, and then you have no way to make a living or to pay back a huge amount of student loans if you're in debt.)
So we hatch a plan to have her call Girlfriend2 and tell her about the frustrations of the other female pilots in hopes that she will think of something to do. A detail I should mention, Girlfriend2 does not fly for a career, and she has her own business not related to aviation. So Young Femail Pilot calls Girlfriend2 on someone else's phone. Girlfriend2 doesn't know Young Female Pilot and we don't think she would betray her, but the situation is still very risky for Young Female Pilot She discusses how frustrating it is that a serial sexual harasser gets promoted by the FAA with no consequences when the FAA knows about his harassment, and Girlfriend2 agrees that she will try to make information public to protect other women. She agrees to post a review on Yelp and maybe some other platforms.
I do my best to be at the Badass Pilot flight school when this goes down. True to her word, Girlfriend2 posts a very straightforward and factual Yelp review and heads EXPLODE at the flight school! People are forwarding the review on and it spreads like wildfire all over the aviation industry. Think "owner sends messages of himself masturbating to female students." Yikes! And totally true!
Other people have posted unfavorable reviews before, but Badass Pilot has been able to have them taken down, falsely claiming that the review is a fake account or from a competing flight school. But there has been nothing like this that I know of. Badass Pilot and Girlfriend3 (who now appears to be a co-owner of the flight school and who has posted a positive review of the school on Yelp) go into damage control mode. Badass Pilot tries to get Girlfriend2 arrested or at least harassed by his friends at the local police department. He's frantically trying to get the review shut down with Yelp. His brain is literally exploding and I, along with everyone else at the school, am agreeing with him that Girlfriend2 is a total lying, crazy, conniving, vindictive B, and that she needs to be punished.
All while laughing on the inside.
Badass Pilot next engages one of his instructors, who was friends with Girlfriend2, to meet with her and ask her to take down the review, but she does not. Badass Pilot is finally successful in getting Yelp to remove the review a day or two later. The same process also happens with another platform that shall remain nameless.
Badass Pilot gets everyone to bombard Girlfriend2 with hate mail, which makes me glad I am still anonymous. Badass Pilot also tells the instructors at his school that they are not allowed to be friends with Girlfriend2 and they will be fired if they are.
Fast forward to August 2019: Mission Accomplished!
What happened to Badass Pilot:
We later found out that the FAA ended up doing an investigation on Badass Pilot. Finally. Badass Pilot totally lost all of his examiner privileges. On top of that, his flight school had an FAA written testing center, which was also permanently closed. And even beyond that, Badass Pilot can't have any affiliation with the FAA in any way, shape, or form. He can't even host an educational seminar or continuing credits class for the FAA.
While some up and coming pilots and people outside the industry might never hear about Badass Pilot being totally humiliated and losing his examiner status, believe me when I tell you that everyone in the profession knows what happened. And it has got to BURN!
What happened to me:
I am pretty much back to enjoying my time at the airport like I used to. There are still parties and flyouts, and ultimately some people don't care that Badass Pilot sexually harasses women or destroys peoples careers. But he has definitely been taken down a peg, as he likes to say. I just don't trust anything Badass Pilot says and I don't heap on other people he's trying to destroy. I still feel a little twinge of delight whenever I hear Badass Pilot tell new students that he used to be an examiner, but the liability insurance was too high so he quit.
Another thing that I get a chuckle out of is that Badass Pilot has started talking behind Girlfriend3's back. I tried to warn her and even sent her (anonymously, of course) information about Badass Pilot. But so far Girlfriend3 is standing by her man, and I'm just sitting here eating popcorn watching the story unfold again!
TL/DR Friend who is a badass pilot screws me over, I find out he's a sexual perv and get him fired from his job.
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2020.10.24 14:57 writingistoohard Regards to Male beauty in Society

I recently watched a video that contained discussion about sexuality and the person in the video described the male body as being "great... but not that great" and this really upset me.
There was even a comedy bit from Seinfeld posted on youtube. It was about one of the characters saying how the female body is a work of art while the male body is... ew. I scrolled down to the comments (BIG MISTAKE) and I found people actually AGREEING with what she was saying and putting down the male body and putting the female body on a pedestal. And others tried to turn the tables and say the male body was better, instead of people saying everyone can be beautiful. Some even saying "women on average are more attractive" when attractiveness is subjective.
But I feel like I understand why people feel this way, when's the last time you've seen a straight man in mainstream media wear lingerie that wasn't meant to make fun of him? I can confidently say i've never seen that.
Men aren't encouraged to embrace their beauty like women are. Instead they are told to get some abs and it will "get you all the ladies". There's barely any makeup brands that feature a man wearing makeup on tabloids. If you wear a dress in public it isn't taken seriously like a woman wearing a dress. There's barely any mainstream pornography that shows men being the desired and the woman being the one who desires.
If you're a man in society, you can't explore your beauty seriously, you can only be "hot" and "handsome" superficially. You can't have some inner beauty and outer beauty at the same time.
The most attractive a man can be in society is if he is muscular and tall, that has always bothered me as an adolescent girl myself. I once had a discussion about songs that usually have lyrics about a girl being beautiful but barely any songs about a boy being beautiful. I seriously asked "why aren't there any songs like that, this is an injustice" and my whole class laughed hysterically.
It even shows in clothing stores, there are plenty of flower patterns and shades of pink in the women's section, but the men's section varries far less in color.
Seriously, we've seen Link, 9s, they're all so stunning. Why won't society embrace beauty in men as they do with women? Why is society so infuriating?
To society, a man can only be sexy if he's this dominant epitome of masculinity, which is really just scoiety's idealization of the perfect man which can never be achieved in real life. While for women, beauty can be everything they want it to be.
This narrow view of what makes an attractive man makes me so angry. Social media has contributed to this too, it's so toxic.
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2020.10.24 13:48 cheryldlovejoy Rudy Giuliani, Maria Bakalova and a racist cake: talk about Borat Subsequent Moviefilm with spoilers

Sacha Baron Cohen's subsequent excursion out of Kazakhstan is with a lively new companion, and they land promptly in political and social high temp water
Wa small wa! Borat Subsequent Movie film is at long last here and, while nothing would actually recreate the sudden stunning exhibition of the first, Kazakhstan's #1 child's re-visitation of the screen is, if nothing else, a function.
Unfortunately the pandemic kept this from films, however its wide accessibility through Amazon implies everybody can tune in without a moment's delay. Here's your opportunity to discuss the most out of control minutes – hostile, horrifying, or both.
America's civic chairman
Without a doubt at this point you've gone casing by-outline on the shameful, room "shirt change" second that created an uproar even before the film was delivered.
Is this a guiltless second wherein a meeting subject is simply moving his garments around subsequent to eliminating an amplifier? Or on the other hand does the three-times-separated from 76-year-elderly person believe he's going to, in the speech of the film, make sexy time with a reporter whose color occupation would make Tomi Lahren become flushed?
Absolutely altering becomes possibly the most important factor (this is a satire, not a narrative) but rather the realities are that there's a great deal knee-contacting, some hand-holding (infringing upon the least demanding to-follow Covid social separating rules), and Maria Bakalova's Tutar Sagdiyev is emphatically spouting toward Giuliani – and he is gobbling it up.
After the welcome into the room (?!) for a beverage (?!), and after he puts his hand on the little of her back (?!) and requests her telephone number (?!) … does his setting down with his hands in his pants resemble he's – as zoologists would state – "introducing himself" to you? Do you get the vibe that he's been in this situation previously, and it's worked out to his advantage? He does yell "oopp!" when Borat runs in the room, telling him to put down his penis, as though he realizes this doesn't look great?
Or then again is this a wilful confusion of only a somewhat bizarre situation?
Giuliani himself says this an all out creation and that the image looks doctored yet many, even Olaf, feel that Trump's own lawyer's profession is formally finished.
Amazingly, he called the police at that point, proposing he wasn't apprehensive about an examination – however he was making the specialists aware of a bizarrely dressed man, with no notice of the scene he interfered. Notwithstanding, allies of the two Giuliani and Trump have shown momentous capacity to bear questionable conduct, so Rudy's practicality in the infotainment commercial center may be something not even Borat can stop.
In the event that this were where things seemed well and good, he ought to be disregarded essentially for saying, as he does in this film, that: "China produced the infection and let it out. What's more, they intentionally spread it all around the globe." This is as crazy as what the two Republican-allies in the lodge say about Hillary Clinton drinking blood, yet those folks don't have the ear of the leader of the United States.
Moon blood
Borat Subsequent Movie film doesn't, oh, have a grouping as shatteringly amusing as the bare battle from the first. Be that as it may, the Kazakh ripeness move at the debutante ball approaches. Borat's girl Tutar lifting her dress while amidst a weighty stream stuns the room of refined southerners. To be sure, feminine cycle is the last unfamiliar nation for satire in our current reality where dicks are apparently on march.
What's definitely more ghastly than a characteristic organic truth for a large portion of the planet is the twisted more seasoned man proposing that a night with Tutar would be worth $500. In spite of the fact that murmuring, his little girl catches, and is humiliated. It's a genuine "good lord" second in the Borat custom, however upsetting when you consider she probably hears a great deal more terrible at home.
Also, talking about young ladies making their introduction … exactly who the hellfire is Maria Bakalova?! Coordinating Sacha Baron Cohen for courage and comic planning, she is, truly, the find of the year. What's more, the one thing the new film has that the first didn't is a truly contacting (however in fact senseless) passionate curve. Reveal to me you didn't feel a little shudder when father-and-girl show up in coordinating suits toward the end!
The 24-year-old Bulgarian entertainer has just been in a couple of undertakings, including a scene of the Italian wrongdoing arrangement Gomorrah and the Bulgarian film Transgression, in which she plays a young lady in a relationship with a more seasoned hero.
On the off chance that you need to discuss an aggregate, submitted execution in a film this year, there's very little rivalry. Frances McDormand as of now has two Academy grants. Spread the riches a little and let 2020's prize, effectively a weirdo year with a reference bullet, go to Bakalova. Click Here to more
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2020.10.24 10:57 taco238 *TW Rape*

I remember being so young I didn’t know what sex was
I thought you had to swallow a seed and a baby would grow
Like if you swallowed the seed of an apple and an apple tree grew in your tummy
And I was too young to know what sex meant but I was called sexy
By boys driving by at least 16 years old
Who yelled out at me and my friends
And they thought it was cool that older boys thought we were hot so I said it was cool
But I was scared to get kidnapped or followed home
Cause we were only a couple blocks away from my house
And I remember being followed around by a man and being so scared and so aware
And my mom and nana told me he just wasn’t all there
And we waited and laid low until he found someone else to follow who wasn’t us
And I remember being told I was mature for my age and different than other girls
But I was 14
And he didn’t care
So I was statutorily raped from 14 to 16
And then when I was in high school
Boys started rumours
That I was a dirty whore and a nasty slut
And at 21 a man who was more important than me at work undid my bra and kissed my neck
And he didn’t think I would tell but I did
But the police did nothing
They asked what I was wearing and if I thought he was cute
I was scared to leave my house or sit in my car where it happened
And then what about the next guy
Who I’m alone in an elevator with
Or I pass on the street
Who thinks I’m sexy or mature for my age
And what about me
Damaged and broken Mature for my age
A nasty slut and a dirty whore
Who’s been scared of men since I was 10
What about her
Who sits up at night afraid
Cause half her life she’s been scared of most men
Who look at her
I’ll never feel safe
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2020.10.24 02:31 MischievousSirWolf 40 [M4F] Milwaukee, Dom for sub loves cuddles and spankings

**About Me**
I am a single Dom, Age: 40, Height: 6'0" HWP. Clean, attractive but not perfect. Little husky, but masculine rugged good looks sort of guy, trimmed and kept up facial hair, hair all the places a man is expected to have it as well. So if you are looking for shaved dandy prepubescent looking guy then I am not for you. I am the type of guy that is alright and secure with himself. I do my own thing and I am my own person I don't make any apologies for who I am and I have no concerns over what others think about me. I do tend to view the world and much of everything in this world in a different light a kind of ironic coincidental view maybe.
I do not smoke, or do drug of any kind, expect the same.
I can be eccentric but it is in an endearing way. I am intelligent, too smart for my own good analytically at times, but do not let that from holding me back from having fun. Though intelligence does come in many varieties and fashions and I feel as though everyone has it in one form or the other just not all choose to use what they have.
Many a person has said that I am wise beyond my years, that I have an old soul but I don’t hold much stock in that (really, ever try and buy old soul stock) but it is nice to have. I do not know if it is true or not that’s for you to decide if you choose to get to know me.
Some other people might describe me as leaning towards the quiet side (which happens to not be exhibited in this particular post). This does not mean I am shy. I’m reserved and tend to wait tell I have something meaningful to say. Instead of running my mouth continually. Man of few words some might say. Plus, I am and a lot of subs have appreciated this more of a listener than a talker, having been the shoulder that is needed when something is bothering them.
I am sometimes very silly and goofy, certainly mischievous by nature I can be a lot of fun I have an awesome sense of humor. My unpredictable spur of the moment behavior will surprise you.
Not into lots of drama though. I like to think of myself as being genuine. I value politeness over rudeness which seems to be a rare thing in this day and age.
I can be bit nerdy as well into video games, movies I read enjoy learning about new things on many different subjects. I have a creative artsy side as well, may come out with you my sub, I may choose to use you as a muse. I enjoy nature and the outdoors as well, camping, hiking, kayaking, exploring the world.
From what you have read, if it seem that I have so many traits that they would appear to be conflicting, good then you're getting the idea and don’t worry there are plenty more quirks and quandaries for you to discover if you become my sub.
**Normal life things I enjoy.**
Some are things such as watching movies, usually at home over in the theater. Reading, interesting intellectual conversations on all sort of different subjects. Video games. Cooking. I enjoy traveling seeing new places as well as bit of history. Science and technology, I tend to pick up new hobbies every so often. I have a creative side and have been know to do artistic activities. I enjoy festivals and flea markets,wine tasting. Outdoor activities such as hiking, swimming, kayaking, fishing. I am good with my hands and can fix plenty of different things, and like to work on improvement projects.
**What I am like as a Dom**
I am an experienced Dom with real world experience,though not a lot of online. Probably more of a newcomer when it comes to online though. I know how to handle sub physically and emotionally when it comes to D/s relationships in person. I can be very strict, and demanding at times though that is not my preferred mode of being, would rather be having fun together with my submissive. I am also safe am always concerned for my subs welfare, and do not want anything truly bad to happen to you. There is a difference between good pain and bad pain. I have a protective nature, and want to whom I care about to be happy and protected.
I do have a sadistic side and require a sub that has a masochistic side, though I do not consider myself a sadist I am not all about dishing out the pain, I am much more of a sensualist. I like sensual exploration, to explore my submissive's body, your sex, your submission to me sensually and sexually with a mix of pleasure and pain.
I can be very affectionate, and playful love lots of sexual, sensual mischief. I enjoy gentle domination and spending time with my sub taking care of you and your needs, cravings being nurturing and supportive. But I also need, and crave the harder rougher sometimes more extreme domination, Sislut play, making you as mine, taking and using you how I desire in whatever way I desire for my pleasure.
As mentioned I am very affectionate, and I am also very passionate. I crave and need a level of intimacy, I like affirmations from my sub. I also very tactile love really need physical and love physical stuff. So not sure how this online thing will work for me. Ideally would find someone that is not very far, but what are the chances of that.
I have never gotten into the whole submissives are inferior thing that some get into and believe in. Even though I may treat you in such a way in a scene that is not how I see you. I see submission as one half of a whole and even though you submit I want to still respect you, and see you as an equal part of that whole even if I am the Dominant partner. I want a partner in crime I guess you could say, though not really looking to commit crimes :)
I think communication and being open-minded are important parts of any D/s relationship. Talking about feelings and emotions how a scene or task, the play makes you feel, how it affects you is important parts of D/s. Talking about your desires, cravings and fantasies freely with out judgment. I crave intensity, and passion part of the reason I am attracted to D/s relationships, and finding own a sub that craves pleasing me in every way she can, as I would want to do for her. The bond and intimacy of D/s relationships is I feel levels stronger than vanilla. Does not hurt that the sex is amazing as well.
**Some of my kinks and interests but not limited to:**
*Spankings*, I tend to like to spank my submissives not just for punishment but for pleasure and enjoyment, tell your ass is red, aching, even bruised. Bare handed, with instruments such as paddles, crops, canes anything else that might be leave a nice welt.
*Flogging* is also something I enjoy as well.
*Nipple clips*, *breasts and nipple torture, biting and bondage, clips*. I tend to get into such can be rough on your breasts so if have sensitive nipple, breasts...
*Waxplay, and latex body painting,* can be fun when done right and can be visually appealing. I do tend to like fetish art and am in interested in a submissive that wants to be my fetish model as well as my submissive
*Pussy, cunt spanking* and *clit and pussy clips*, *clothespins*. *Ropes and bondage*, *blindfolds*, tying a girl up and using her however I choose.
*Collars and leashes*.
*Body, and cock worshiping*, love having your devotion.
*Discipline training and punishment*.
*Homework, tasks and orders*, things for you to do to show your submission. Or that I would like you to do in preparation for getting together, chatting. Might want you to write me about what you did, how it made you feel, what you liked about it or did not like. Or take a pic, video of yourself doing your task for me. I do enjoy getting *naughty pics and videos* from my submissive doing naughty things, keeps things real and personal for me.
Dress up, seeing my submissive in sexy and naughty clothing, *lingerie*, *corsets*, *fetish wear*.
Lots of toy use and play such as *dildos*, *vibrators*, *butt plugs*, *tails*, *anal beads* anything else that may be fun or interesting as well.
I am into *oral sex*, hard feeding, use gagging. I like to receive but also enjoy licking sucking and eating a deliciously wet pussy, clit just as much.
I enjoy *orgasm control*, as well as *Forced Orgasms*. Girls that are multi orgasmic, get very, very wet, whom squirt. *Cum play*, covering you, creampies if you are on birth control, swallowing as well. *Anal sex* and *ass play*. Forced masturbation, *watching you masturbate for me*. *Tickle torture* Tying you up for punishment or fun, tickling you tell you beg, plead for me to stop, or are willing to do as I desire of you.
Also enjoy *cuddling*, lots of *passionate kissing* and *foreplay*, as well as *aftercare* for my submissive for when she has been used particular hard.
*Bisexual girl*, that want to submit to me and play with other girls, be told what to do, how to play and such and I am open to other scenarios, does not just have to be fmf could be other combinations of threesomes, foursomes, and more-somes as well.
I like a girl that enjoys seduction and teasing me with her body, sex. *Strip dances*, erotic naughty *lap dances*, grinding, *slapping your pussy/clit with my cock*.
*Massages getting and giving*, both normal as well as erotic, *Tantric massages and sex* as well.
Not to mention various public *exhibitionism*, bdsm and play.
There are plenty of others that I did not mention as well, and if there is something you are really interested in I do not mention I would certainly be interested in knowing about it, I am very open minded about a lot of things.
Some words I like to use in description of my submissive. Good girl, naughty girl, pretty girl, lil girl, slutty girl, slut, my slut, my whore, my toy, my pet. As well as various combinations.
As for words that I like. I am open to Sir and Master and various other D/s word a sub may say about, to her Dom in submission. But I do not consider myself a Daddy Dom, and do not like being called Daddy.
**What I am looking for in a submissive.**
I am most attracted physically to girls that the right amount of sexy curves not to thin, not to thick and if you are one of those girls you know what I am talking about. I am tall I guess at 6' but I tend to really like shorter petite girls 5'1” - 5'4”. Gingers are very hot! As well as Asian women, Latin women. But I do not really expect you or any girl I find to actually meet my dream girls specification, that would be unreal. So I am not going to put it all down and I am looking for more than just a physical connection.
I prefer a sub who can appreciate my love of perversity and control has few limits willing to learn and do what it takes to please her Master. A submissive, girl, and woman whom craves and needs similar things out of a D/s relationship and her partner. A sub who can appreciate the exploration of sensual and sexual pleasures, of BDSM and other kinky play has few limits willing to learn and do what it takes to enjoy such pleasures together. You want and crave ownership, to belong to your Master as he would be for you.
A woman for all of her outward appearance of self-reliance and strength has a deep seeded desire to lose control and be in the strong hands dominant hands of her Master, to have her limits tested and pushed to grow both as a submissive and a woman, to learn more about herself and her yearning to let go.
You act as though you are a normal person out in in the public world. In control of your life, constrained by societies' conventions and frustrated them. A woman for all of your outward appearance of self-reliance and strength There is something secretly submissive in you that longs to be satisfied.
You have a deep seeded desire to lose control and be in the strong hands dominant hands of her Master, to have her limits tested and pushed to grow both as a submissive and a woman, to learn more about herself and her yearning to let go. You ache for an aggressive dominant, man to take control of you, your desires, your body, your sexual desires. You want to feel helpless... dominated... NOT in control. You were made to be fucked. Hard! You want to have your panties carnally ripped off of you, to be spanked like a naughty 18 year-old girl. You are a very sexually kinky girl who needs to be spanked, discipline and used as the sexual toy you have always wished to be used as.
You should be clever and creative. You appear confident yet are little bit insecure inside. You are instinctual and sensual. When you walk into a room you are noticed. You are beautiful inside and out. You are cute. You are sexy. You have a good sense of style yet are imperfect and am ok with it. You are honest and genuine. You are a fun and happy person, enjoy giggle and being a goofy. A little bit nerdy, I just have this thing for smart girls. But who also doesn't just stay inside all the time, a girl that likes the outdoors and being adventures, not afraid to get dirty.
Have a bit of a bratty side but do not let it become all you are. You value good manners, politeness in other and respect. You can be elegant, exotic, and mischievous, flirtatious, feisty. You are willing to explore, be adventures and love to learn. You can be both demure and aggressive. You are very feminine and love it, embrace it, like appreciate that there are differences between men and women. A girl that knows she is attractive but not vain. Also, someone with a great sense of humor who is down to earth doesn't get offended easily And you are grinning right now because I have just described you.
I want something substantial and intense, passionate, that feeds that missing part that needs to be filled, a best friend, my submissive, a lover, a partner. Hopefully someone is out there that feel the same way, is looking for such.
To be my submissive you should be:
- Completely submissive to me once you have submitted, open, and willing to be used by or take care of me in any way I direct.
- Willing to express your thoughts, opinions and requests when asked.
- Available
- Drug free, that includes 420 I have not tolerance for drug abuse.
As well as alcohol problems, but drinking in moderation is fine, I enjoy a glass of wine once in while.
- Non-smoking
- Have a strong desire to keep yourself sexy and attractive for your Masters pleasure.
- Willing to give yourself over completely to your Master.
- Being bisexual would be a plus.
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