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xdaddysprincessxx · 8 months

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Go Ahead and Cry Little Girl

Jack ‘Whiskey’ Daniels x f!reader (Agent Gin)

Warnings: Daddy issues!!, character death mentioned, daddy kink, piv (again wrap it up guys!), f & m oral, dacryphillia, 1 use of song lyrics, dirty talk (it’s jack mf Daniels what did you expect?) boss/employee dynamics, sex work (we support sex workers in this household!) squirting, voyeurism, cum eating, Reader is described as having hair, a vagina, well hydrated (; and can blush. that should be all! Lmk if i missed something (:

A/n: This one’s for my babes with daddy issues! I see you, I love you. This idea hit me while I was driving to work and the song “Daddy issues” by The neighborhood came on. As of right now I think each Murder daddy is gonna have a daddy issues one shot but we’re starting off strong with my personal favorite cowboy.🤠

Growing up your dad wasn’t home very much. You honestly don’t have very many memories of the guy. The memories you do have always seem to be of him frowning at you, disappointed and telling you that you need to do better, be better. You were just a kid. What the hell is that supposed to mean? Instead of having a loving, doting father you had this stranger who’s approval you wanted desperately. So you worked hard in school, played sports, joined as many after school programs as you could and when you graduated high school you had full ride scholarships to all the big schools across the nation. I’m talking Harvard, MIT, Stanford, Yale, the list goes on. You ended up choosing Columbia University in New York so you could be as far away from home as possible. College was a breeze for you, graduating early with high honors you weren’t surprised when Statesmen approached you offering you an intelligence job.

Accepting this job was an easy decision for you. A few years after graduating high school your dad kicked the bucket and your mom ran off with the first guy who gave her a lick of attention. You had no one to go back too, no family to visit on the holidays. And you loved working at Statesmen. Working in the lab alongside Ginger, you helped create new technologies and advance healthcare. You had it all; a great career, a nice studio apartment in Manhattan. What more could you want? Ah yes approval. For some reason you still had this deep seeded need to be well liked and needed by others. So you do what any girl does, you sell your nudes online to creepy men in exchange they give you their money and high praises. You never reveal your face or your real identity so nobody knows it’s you.

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Coming back to work after a long weekend is proving to be a tough one. You’ve been overworking yourself lately and having three whole days off you went home and slept for hours only waking up to eat Chinese takeout and then go directly back to sleep. Back in the lab, you find yourself frustrated and having to keep retrying new samples for a new antibiotic your working on.

“Hey Gin go ahead and take a break hun. I’ve seen you redo the same sample 10 times now. I’m not sure where your head is but try to get it out of the clouds before you come back.” Ginger Ale says to you as you lay your head down on the table next to the microscope you’ve been staring at for the last two hours.

Sighing, “Yea yea. I’m not sure what’s wrong with me Ginger. I just can’t focus and I have zero energy.” you say as you get up and start gathering your things.

Soon enough your back up on the fifth floor, down the hall from the cafeteria. Just as your rounding the corner you find yourself running right into the very man who haunts your every thought. Jack Daniels or Agent Whiskey as most people at Statesmen know him as. The man has been the star of all your dirty daydreams, his accent and mannerisms scream ‘southern gentleman’ and boy do you eat that shit up every time you see him.

“Well hey there darlin’ watch out where your going. Don’t wanna go runnin into any ole body now do we?” Jack says in his thick accent just as you bounced backward after hitting him square in the chest.

“Oh my god Agent Whiskey I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!” You manage to get out despite having the wind knocked out of you.

“Now darlin’ call me Jack. Am I gonna have to tell you this every time?” He teases you causing a deep blush to creep across your cheeks.

With a soft smile on your face and your eyes cast down, “Of course not Ag- I mean Jack.” You say with the smallest giggle. As soon as the words left your mouth you felt Jacks finger under your chin, lift your face up forcing you to look directly into his gorgeous deep brown eyes.

“There we go. Now that’s what I like to hear. My name come out of such a beautiful lady’s mouth.” Jack says with a smirk.

As if you couldn’t blush any harder, you somehow turn even redder in the face.

“Now go on beautiful, have a good day.” Jack says as he tilts his hat towards you.

“Thanks Jack, you have a good one too.” You manage to squeak out as you gather yourself once again and continue on walking toward the cafeteria.

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Sitting down at a table in a far back corner, you crack open a cold can of coke and take a deep sip. The carbonation leaving a cold wake of bubbles in your throat, already feeling the affects of the caffeine. Pulling your phone out you decide to hop on your website and respond to a few messages as you wait for the soda to really kick in. You have a good handful of regulars who like to ask for custom content and one of them had recently asked for a video of you riding your favorite toy. Just as your about to send the video, a text comes in from Jack.

1:32pm - Hey I hope I didn’t hurt ya when you ran into me earlier sugar 😉

1:34pm - No you didn’t! If anything I’m sorry for running into you! I hope I didn’t hurt you Jack.🩷

Without even thinking, after you press send you hit the icon for your photos and pull up the video you were sending to your regular, find it and hit send.

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Jacks sitting at his desk when he hears a ping and sees you’ve texted him back. As soon as he read your text he saw a video message pop up immediately after. Opening the video, he sees you sitting on the floor in your bedroom and a decent sized pink dildo. The video starts and you swing your leg over the dildo, lowering yourself down, you grab the dildo and swipe it through your folds a few times. Moaning, you drop all the way down on the dildo. The angle of the camera allows Jack to see the dildo stretch you open. Not quite as big as Jack, it still gives him a delicious view of what you’d look like speared on his cock. Thinking to himself, he wonders if you meant to send this to him through text. Most likely it was on accident. But what you don’t know is that Jack knows all about your little secret. In fact he’s been one of your regulars for awhile now. Always sending in requests and tipping generously. Something else he knows you are ignorant too is that he was the one who requested this particular video.

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After texting Jack back and sending out the custom video, you feel awake enough now to get back to work. Just as you get back into the lab, you hear the lab phone ring. You go to grab the phone off the hook, “Hello Agent Gin, how can I help you?”

“Well well well if it ain’t the pretty lady I need to talk too” Jack crones into your ear. “I need to see you in my office darlin’ now. Please.”

“Yes of course sir I’m on my way now.” You reply, your voice cracking just the tiniest bit.

Unsure as to why Jack needs to see you in his office, you check your texts between you two to see if you misread something and that’s when you realize you sent Jack the video! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. You’re screwed! Your dirty little secret is out now and the one man you want so desperately inside of you now knows all about it.

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Knocking on Jacks office door, you go to turn the knob to open the door.

Peeking your head in, “You wanted to see me sir?” you say as you clear your throat that’s suddenly dry as the Sahara Desert.

Sitting at his desk, you see Jack look up at you with this hungry look in his eyes.

“Ah there she is. Come in sugar. Have a seat.” He motions to the chair in front of his desk. You quickly come in, closing the door behind you and taking a seat.

Jack stands up, slowly walking towards the door when you notice he locks it. Making his way back to his desk, he sits on top of it directly in front of you.

“Now sugar your probably wondering why I need to talk to you.”

Gulping, you look down unable to look him in the face, “um I think I know why sir.” You manage to say, knowing there’s no reason to play stupid. You both know what you sent him. Might as well confess to it and get it all over with.

“Look at me sugar. I wanna see those pretty eyes of yours when I’m talking to you” Jack says in a low baritone voice.

Looking up at him, a deep blush covering your cheeks, you try to swallow as best you can and find your words.

“Now we’re both adults here. We both have urges. If you needed a good fuck darlin’ all you had to was ask. I’d be more than happy to oblige.” He says in a matter of factly tone.

Stunned you just gawk up the agent in front of you. Did he really just say that? Is he- he’s not- what is happening?!??

Jack goes to stand up, directly in front of you, “Get on your knees little girl.”

Unable to speak you do as he says and you push back your chair as you lower yourself onto your knees.

“There’s my good girl. Now sugar I’m going to fuck you good and hard. And your going to take every thing I give you. Understood?”

Shaking your head yes as you look up at Jack. Nervous as hell but you can’t help but get excited. Isn’t this what you always wanted? Isn’t he the star of your wet dreams?

Jack goes to take his blazer off, rolling up his sleeves as he begins to unbuckle his absurdly large belt buckle. Watching him undress like this has your mouth and pussy watering. Your finally gonna have the Jack Daniels inside of you. You can’t wait.

He pulls out the biggest dick you’ve ever seen. Now you get why this man walks around so arrogantly. The man has the dick to back it up. Your eyes widen as the head of his cock seems to stare at you in your soul. At about average length, he’s girthy as all get out. There’s no way you’d be able to get much of him in your mouth.

Jack gives his cock a few good strokes, “Open up sugar. Let me see how good you can be.”

You drop your jaw quickly and open your mouth, dropping your tongue out. Smirking, Jack takes his cock and starts rubbing it up and down your tongue. After gliding the head on your tongue a few times, Jack sticks his cock in your mouth, forcing it down your throat causing you to gag at the intrusion. Without holding back, Jack continues to gag you with his cock. Your eyes over flowing with tears.

Jack looks down at you the whole time, just staring in awe at how beautiful you look with his cock in your mouth, eyes wide with tears looking back at him.

“Go on and cry little girl. Nobody does it quite like you sugar. I’ve been watching you for some time now. Oh yes I know all about your dirty little secret baby.” He reveals, making you choke even harder on his cock in utter disbelief. He’s known this whole time? How much of you has he really seen?

Jack finally pulls his cock out of your mouth, spit strings still connecting you two. Brown eyes staring deep into your soul, you take a deep gulp of breath, chest heavy as you manage to stutter out, “y- you know? How long?”

“I’ve known for awhile now darlin’. I love watching your little videos. Always gets me harder than a goddamn rock. It was actually me who requested that particular little video. So it is funny you accidentally sent it to me.” Jack admits.

Before you have the chance to respond, Jack grabs you by your arm helping you up before he’s leading you towards his desk and gently pushes your top half down so your bent over. Wearing a dress that day, you can’t help but feel bare as he bends you over his desk. You feel Jack crouch down behind you, warm hands running up and down the back of your thighs. You feel his warm breath on your clothed pussy.

Taking a deep breath in, Jack slowly pulls your panties down exposing your sweet pussy to him. Unable to help himself he presses his face in and lays a kiss to your exposed clit. Hearing you let out a soft moan breaks any bit of self control Jack had and he dives in. Tongue poking out, he swipes it through your folds a few times before making a zig zagging motion from your taint up to your clit.

Feeling his thick tongue protrude your wet pussy, you feel yourself gush as he starts to flick your clit.

Moaning, “Please Jack I need more. Please.” You whisper breathlessly.

Hearing your sweet request, you feel jacks thick fingers enter you and curl up, hitting that sweet spot.

Taking his tongue off your sweet, sweet pussy, “That’s it sugar. Tell daddy what you want baby. Tell daddy how to make this pussy cream.” Jack growls as he pumps his fore and ring finger faster into you.

All to quickly you feel the sudden need to pee. Moaning even louder causing Jack to pump his fingers even faster, all to soon you feel yourself start to squirt.

“Oohhh ungghh!!!!” Comes from deep in your throat as you continue to squirt, the exquisite feeling of squirting all over his fingers is a high you never want to come down from.

“Fuck sugar that’s it. That’s it baby come on, give it all to daddy baby that’s it” Jack crones as he tries to drink up every single drop.

Boneless, you can’t help but drop on top of the desk, unable to hold your upper half up any longer. Knees weak, legs shaking, you feel jack stand back up behind you. Jack takes hold of his cock, swiping it through your folds, gathering your wetness on his cock before he slides in your sweet pussy. The feeling of his thick cock splitting you open takes your breath away.

Taking his time, feeling every ridge inside of your pussy, Jack finally fills you up to the hilt.

“Fuuuccckkk” Jack breaths out as his cock kisses your cervix. After not moving for a few seconds to let you adjust to his girth, Jack begins pummeling into you. Hands gripping your hips, forcing you back onto his cock as he fucks you good and hard just as he promised.

“That’s it sugar. Look at you. Taking my cock. So. Damn. Beautiful.” He grunts out. Jack leans forward, his chest on your back when you feel his arm snake around your front and pulls you up to him. You feel his other hand bury in your hair forcing your head up when you notice a little red, blinking light up in the corner, “Smile for the camera darlin’” Jack crones into your ear. Knowing he’s been filming this entire time has your eyes rolling back as you moan.

“This sweet fucking pussy belongs to me now darlin’ you hear me? Only I get to fuck this pussy.” Jack whispers in your ear.

“Oh fuck yes. Yes daddy it’s yours. All yours! Fuck!” You say breathlessly, agreeing to whatever he says as long as he continues to fuck you this good. You feel yourself getting close once again, the feeling of needing to pee is back.

“Daddy I’m close, please please can I cum? I wanna cum daddy! Please let me!” You beg, hoping he shows you a little mercy and let’s you cum.

Jack slaps his hand over your mouth, “Fuck baby you gotta be quiet. Daddy’s gone let you cum baby girl don’t you worry. Daddy wants to feel his sweet pussy cum on his cock.” He tells you as his other hand snakes down towards your clit. You feel his thick finger swirl around your clit and that does it for you. All too soon you feel the dam break and your coming. Hard. You bite your lip trying your hardest to keep quiet. The euphoria you feel is hard to contain, your eyes rolling back once again.

Feeling you gush hard around his cock, almost as if your pussy is trying to push him out, does him in. Jack pumps a few more times before he’s coming inside of you. As your both coming down from your highs, chests heaving, you feel jack pull out of you leaving you an empty mess.

Not sure what possessed you, you turn around to face him and lower yourself down to your knees once again. Gripping the base of his dick, you lick the mixture of you and Jack off his cock all while looking up at him. Making a show of you swallowing every bit of your cum.

“Well I’ll be damned sugar. You never fail to surprise me.” Jack chuckles darkly as he watches you from above. You can’t help but smile sweetly up at him hoping this isn’t the last time you get a taste of this cowboy.

A/n: idk where this came from lol the song inspired me but this?^ yeeaaaa we can blame my hormone monster for this, I am ovulating lmao. I hope y’all enjoy!

Tagging a few Whiskey connoisseurs and friends that I think will enjoy: @neverwheremoonchild @foli-vora @whiskeynwriting @lumoverheaven @toxicanonymity @multiversed-daydreamer @nosesitter @beefrobeefcal @juletheghoul @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @megangovier20 @ikissdin @wannab-urs

#pedro pascal #Jack Daniels #agent whiskey #agent whiskey x you #jack daniels x female reader #jack daniels x you #agent whiskey smut #spicy smut #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal cinematic universe #pedro pascal characters #kingsman the golden circle

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symphonic-scream · 3 months

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I got a lot of positives after posting about the step siblings thing so here's more

P5 Step Siblings AU

So to be clear, the "Thieves" all meet in high school, so before that there's just bits from the three/four individual families and such. So, I'll give you some of those bits

Niijima/Kitagawa/Ishiki

So, I've got stuff for the three wives in this. As stated in the first post, Aichi Niijima is an EMT, spending odd hours at work, the smarts of a healthcare worker with the athleticism of a first responder. It's her goal to always be able to pick up her kids, no matter their age

Sayuri Kitagawa is an elementary school art teacher, who also gets featured in galleries, a lot. She never paints the faces of her children, so they're not plastered everywhere, but they're still on her works from time to time. She is ill, but she keeps moving onwards

And, Wakaba Ishiki. She still researches cognition in her spare time, but after falling for the artist she kept seeing painting in Shibuya, she's settled more. She's a high school technology teacher, and is the one who fights to have Goro in their care

Just. Aichi walking around on her off days with at least one kid clinging to her at all times, if not all of them. Sae is always most reluctant, especially as a teenager, and to convince Goro all anyone needs to do is a little reverse psychology

Her carrying like, 10-year-old Makoto on one side, Yusuke aged 9 on the other, and little Futaba at 8 on her back as she cooks, cleans, etc

Sayuri holding Makoto close during storms, and telling her stories to distract from the fear, never diminishing it or anything. She does the same for Futaba, when the world doesn't make sense, holds her tight until she's back to herself, and. She kisses each of their little heads each morning and night, even when they're not so little anymore

Sakamoto

Poor Tsumiki Sakamoto, raising two wild children. Ryuji is a handful on his own, with his endless energy and innate rebellion against authority, but Ann? The two combined just keep making the other Worse

Like. The best example is their first day of high school, they meet the others cause they're sprinting, convinced that they're late cause their Mom set the clocks a half hour ahead. So, they're actually early

They both love movies, so every other week she uses some of her own paycheck money to bring them to see something, snacks and all. The Takamaki money goes towards food, clothes, rent, etc. her own money goes towards making sure they have the best childhood she can give them

When the power goes out, she builds a little fort in the living room with them, with a flashlight and she reads a book, Ann and Ryuji acting out the different characters. By the end they're out of energy, out cold in the fort, unafraid

Tsukimi fosters Ryuji's love of running, and Ann's love of acting. She helps make Ann's costume for a school play, and switches shifts around at the ramen shop to get to attend the school sports festival and cheer Ryuji on for his first wins

They're not super well off, but they're happy, and loved

Sakura

Sojiro had a few different foster placements before his first foster fail. None of them stay with him for too long, just a step on the path, that's all. But then he gets this little, thin, seven year old girl, who's case was all over the news, because her father was a big CEO

Haru was nervous and shy at first, but he cooks her dinner and lets her watch, asking her to taste test. And, she has her own room, and the door doesn't have to stay closed

Plus, he gently carries her when theyre on the train, letting her hide her face in his shoulder. He keeps the media away from her, until the case is old news. And each month, he brings her to talk to her mom, at a small, high end graveyard

Haru fucking loves Sojiro. She's selected for an adoption viewing at one point and she just- cries. Tells the worker she doesn't wanna go, don't make her leave her dad, and

Sojiro cries. She called him Dad,

Akira gets placed with them after a couple years, when he's twelve and Haru thirteen. It takes him longer to settle in, he's, older than Haru was. Been through a bit more. But, he melts into place there, and soon he's got his own apron to wear while making dinner with his dad and his big sister

And, they get a cat. Akira and Haru find him when walking home from middle school, and don't tell Sojiro at first. Then he finds the cat, and it's that, "dad who didn't want the cat" situations. He buys him little sweaters and shit

Sojiro gave them both the option to keep their old family names. Haru asked to change hers to Sakura the night he formally adopted her. Akira asks after a year, before Sojiro had a chance to reveal he was adopting him

And, they look like a perfect little family. Akira looks strikingly like Sojiro, and his curly hair matches Haru's, so

Bonus: Hasegawa

Now, this is Zenkichi here, so he's all emo cause his wife died. But, he has to be even stronger, cause he agreed to take in the daughters of other victims in a similar case he's convinced is connected. Twins, little gymnasts, older than his daughter

Sumire is quiet for a long time. She and Kasumi share a room, but she opens up first to Akane. Akane asks if her hair is really red, and Sumire nods. Akane says it's her favourite colour

The twins are in middle school, and Akane is pretty young. They won't move to Tokyo until the twins start high school, so they're out in Kyoto?? Anyways. Sumire bonds with Akane before opening up to Zenkichi, and Kasumi is more social, but she doesn't truly open up until she sees Sumire looking comfortable. At home.

Then, Sophia. She's found by local police with no ID, no memories, just a jacket with her name stitched into it. Zenkichi, who already has three daughters, takes her for the night at first, while they work stuff out

She, stays much longer

They joke that she's the missing third twin. ("It's called a triplet", Zenkichi corrects, causing his three girls to laugh. "Twin three!" Akane cheers, the older two following after. Sophia smiles and cheers too. "Twin three!")

When they do move to Tokyo, all three start high school at Shujin, meeting the others for the first time

Just. I have a lot of thoughts about this one.

#p5 step siblings au #makoto niijima #haru okumura #yusuke kitagawa #ryuji sakamoto #ann takamaki #kasumi yoshizawa #sumire yoshizawa #akira kurusu #futaba sakura #goro akechi #sae niijima #sophia persona 5

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renthony · 11 months

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Hey there. Don't have anything helpful to say just wanna go "you're not alone"? I get the absolute frustration, and how it pushes trauma buttons for society to try to collectively gaslight us into pretending the pandemic is over or irrelevant or not dangerous enough because it has deemed a large portion of us expendable, and the feeling of utter betrayal when people we thought would do better give up on masking and then look at us like we're the unreasonable ones, and I'm so sorry people are dismissing your very valid feelings on this.

tbh my sanity is being kept afloat by messages like this, plus reassurances from my healthcare worker friends on the front lines that I'm doing the right thing. So I appreciate you. <3

Shit ain't over, folks! And it's never going to be over as long as we don't fucking take care of each other, since the government won't!

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dyedcomrade · 1 year

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Dark! Jack Krauser headcanons

i think after operation Javier he'd be so broken mentally and emotionally that at first for a long time he shuts off all human connections

but after some time he will latch onto anyone who shows him kindness and will want to get fullfillment by that one person he chooses as his darling - no other people, only his loved one

you can be a nurse or another kind of healthcare worker he met while going back for checkups. a shop assistant who was very helpful, a pizza delivery person who smiled at him. it will be just an everyday human interaction - but to him it will be so new after decades in the military. even on his free days he did mercenary work, because he tought he was a brute and did so many horrible things that noone would ever accept him back into society. he reeked of the blood he shed, it's just natural to isolate someone who is this violent, this dangerous.

but not you. you treated him like you would any other person. maybe even better? you had a good day or he was just an especially chill patient/customer/etc. and you were happy that for at least once someone isn't trying to make your work harder than it should be.

he is no stranger to covert tactics. means he will manage your kidnap smoothly. there will be no signs pointing to that it even happened. he will also take any personal item he thinks you will need in the first two weeks of your stay with him. that time is crucial in his mind for you to settle in.

he only recently bought his house after getting discharged. it's very bittersweet to him, as he always wanted the american dream, a white picket fence, suburban life - all his life unknowinlgy maybe, but he fought for it, physically and mentally as well. and he deserves it. after sacrificing everything he had, it's the least. he doesn't feel entitled to it, but he will be very confused and sad if you fight back.

at first you will be bound and in his basement - him with you almost the entire time. the place is very clean and polished. he tried to make it comfortable with a new matress, a portable heater and several pillows and blankets for you. you also have a little basket with food he tought you'd like. he talks to you every day. about his life so far, his interests and his intentions with you. even if you seem accepting at first he won't let his guard down. he makes sure you can no way hurt him or yourself or escape. he'd love for you to talk with him, but it's not always necessary. he understands it's a tough time for you.

if you are especially unruly he will forcefeed you sedatives.

while in this position he baths you every day himself and you really only have to call for him and every of your needs are taken care of. he will make you any food you ask for - for that time he brings you up to the kitchen, but don't expect to be able to move an inch he is kind of experienced in securing stronger and bigger people than you. also if he finds you can't be trusted with utensils he will feed you as well. he may just get used to it and want to do this for you after you get familiar with your new life and doesn't wanna push him away the moment your hands are free.

he is very sweet in all the things he does for you. after all he knows he has to kill this one with kindness. and he is in for the long game, the results are just simply better if he is patient and doesn't punish you yet for acting out.

if you take an especially long time to accept your fate he will get a breakdown. not an angry one, though. not many people have seen him cry, but you will get an exclusive version. ugly crying for hours. not to make you pity him, no strain of toughts like this ever crossed his mind. it's genuine and a lot. life is treating him so poorly and the only one he thoght could trust is treating him like a monster! is that all he really is? were you playing a cruel joke on him formerly? he will hold you close while trying to calm himself down. he still has someone he can protect, you are alive and he has a chance for normalcy. just like he dreamt of as a kid.

by this time it's impossible your stockholm syndrome, pity or compassion havent struck. and he will see it. the little signs of acceptance, the way you start to care for him. if you behave he will unbind you and lead you up to the living area, show you around his house. it's very tidy and cozy. clean as well aside from one room he just uses as storage. you can't go there though. it's locked tight too, even more securely than all the windows and doors that could possibly serve you as an escape.

he may show you once his old photos, medals and the dogtags of his fallen comrades if you ask. but please be understanding it's hard for him. you should reassure and comfort him after. the rest of that day he will spend cradled in your arms.

he put cameras in everywhere - not like his days aren't free to spend with you, just in case.

with the new freedom you have comes the possibility for you to have some entertainment. Jack will probably be in the middle of trying to find a new hobby and will be glad to try out yours. only indoor ones of course. you can also watch tv with him or play video games. he doesn't have a strong preference for anything, will watch anything with you - with the exception of any movies or games about aoldiers, and he would be nice if you played shooting games on mute. don't want to trigger anything in him.

he may get a cat or a dog if you like the idea too and aren't allergic. if you go with the dog option, his backyard is big enough for them to play in, but he'd love for the three of you to go on long walks as well.

full freedom can be achieved with him, as he wants to be somewhat delusional with his darling and the level of devotion you have for him.

but you don't want to leave him. he is a broken man with noone left to love. why would you be so cruel?

if he is sure you won't try to pull anything on him, he may let you back to your job and he will try to find one as well. staying for so long at home is boring. he may go back to mercenary work and at this point he may have contacted Wesker as well about his condition. although you can be a very big inhibiting force for him turning to terrorism. he doesn't want to lose you by getting involved in anything, and for sure doesn't want to get too far from the place you live in.

other headcanons, that may be too specific for some

he has an ambiguous feeling about kids. he would love some, but if you can't get pregnant or don't want to he will let it go. if anything would happen during the pregnancy to you or the kid that sure would be the last straw.

the first time he would mention sex is after you gain his trust and he lets you out to roam the house. he can arrange a marriage if it's something you feel is necessary before laying with him. he makes sure that he wears protection - he doesn't really know after fighting b.o.w.s what he may carry that he may be immune to but you aren't and he doesn't want to infect you. if you are a virgin and trust him with your first time, let alone first relationship, he will be stunned and nervous a bit. that is the only time he will be doubting this relationship. is he sure the guy to introduce you to intimacy? is he even good at it? he didn't have any long term relationship ever. he will, however, be very gentle and attentive the first time. it won't be forced and will encourage you to tell him everything on your mind, even if you think it sounds stupid.

#dark jack krauser #dark resident evil

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eelhound · 2 years

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"Elites of both parties have a deeply vested interest in preventing mobility for working people. Homeownership and childbirth are prioritized because both serve big business. None of it is about supporting a cultural desire for family. It’s about keeping people in debt and maintaining an economic status quo. Once you’ve bought a house, once you have kids, once you have student debt, your options to leave your job, start a business, move, or become free are limited. That’s why the government will tell you — or even force you — to have a child but won’t help with childcare.

They don’t want you to be able to work from home. They don’t want you to be free from the yoke of employer-based healthcare (which is hardly a handout as policies are becoming increasingly unaffordable). No. They want you in the office, with less free time than anyone in the free world. Because when people have time to think, to innovate, to start a business of their own without fear that they’ll get sick and go bankrupt from medical bills, they are no longer under corporate control. Without the threat of student debt and medical debt, how could they get you to join the military and fight in their wars? As Sparky Abraham of the Debt Collective puts it: 'Debt is a form of social control.'

Sound conspiratorial? Look at the evidence. Liberal lion Malcolm Gladwell, who has waxed poetic about how he loves to write his bestselling books from cafes, lectured normal folks to get back to work. 'What have you reduced your life to?' he asked the commuting masses. Democrats bragged about halving child poverty with the child tax credits, but despite being overwhelmingly popular, these policies quickly went back on the chopping block. We can’t let parents have enough money so that one can stay at home, or work one fewer job. The market demands a desperate labor force, not a happy one.

Recently, Ken Klippenstein and Jon Schwarz at the Intercept broke news that on an earnings call, the president of Douglas Emmett Inc., a real estate corporation worth over $3 billion and based in Santa Monica, California, said a recession could be 'good' 'if it comes with a level of unemployment that puts employers back in the driver seat and allows them to get all their employees back into the office.'

A recession could be good? Employers back in the driver’s seat? That’s code for 'able to exploit their employees without their employees having any recourse.'

That’s the whole game. The reason so many elites hated the stimulus checks is not because they drove inflation. You see, they don’t tie the PPP checks for billionaires to inflation in the same way. Or Trump’s tax cuts for the rich, which added more to the deficit for absolutely no reason than anything that’s happened before or sense. And they aren’t talking about the supply chain crisis or the war in Ukraine, two key causes of inflation.

No, they talk about spending because they don’t want working people to have options.

When working people have options, they can demand higher salaries. When workers have options, they can bargain for a bigger piece of a pie. This is why union organizing is so important. It gives workers, who individually have very little power, the power of collective bargaining, the power to withhold their labor together and force employers to share profits more equitably. In the golden age of labor, the 1950s and ‘60s, CEOs earned about 30 times more than their employees. Wanna guess what that ratio is now? It’s over 300 to 1. And this is while workers are working more hours with less to show for it.

COVID relief unexpectedly empowered labor, and now elites are trying to put a lid on it in whatever way they can: restarting student loan payments, canceling support for families with children, and intentionally driving up unemployment.

We need to recognize this and use [the recent] student debt victory to continue to pull together as a community of working people and keep demanding more. In the richest country in the history of the world, education should be free. Yes, even for rich kids. Just like public high school is free for the rich should they choose to attend. Just like libraries. And the services of firefighters.

It’s our country, and we get to make it work for us."

- Briahna Joy Gray, from "Debt is a Form of Social Control." Current Affairs, 15 September 2022.

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I'm just gonna say it, people need to research the drug that they are prescribed by doctors. I've worked in the medical field for 2+ years and the amount of times I've encountered messed up dosages, polypharmacy interactions, and straight up incompetence is insane. Polypharmacy just means you take multiple prescriptions. I'm someone with a lot of mental health medication so I'm a nightmare to a general practitioner. If you want to stay informed about medication management here are are few good resources

Drugs (dot) com- this can help look up drug interactions, it can tell you dosages, and it even has a pill finder. The pill finder is exceptional in helping prevent a bad drug interaction. If you have a pill and you don't know the dose or even the nae this site can help you identify it by it's shape and numbering or letting on the pill.

Wikipedia- I know I know this is a dumb one but understanding drug classes is important. If you wanna know what type of medication you are taking and what it's generally used for that's a great place to start. I would use this for general info or for questions to ask you prescribing provider.

Chat GPT- yes another weird one but if you wanna understand treatment or general treatments for a disease or disorder that can point you in the general direction. For my fellow healthcare workers it can help you write notes scientifically. If there is a phrase you can't figure out how to phrase in a encounter note, that site can be helpful.

I will emphasize that this is just how to look up general information about your prescriptions. Please know you dose of a medication, if anything else know what prescriptions you take. I think in medical encounter people assume the doctor or NP or PA knows it all, but in reality we need as much information as possible to safely prescribe medications for you.

I say all of this as someone who has working in an opioid addiction and chronic pain treatment facility and as someone who know works in endocrinology. I say this as someone who takes up to 10+ pills a day for different illnesses and disorders. This knowledge can save lives. Don't be afraid to ask a question, some providers are assholes, some providers want to be the best that they can be. It truly depends. You need to advocate for yourself, even if you have an awesome doc or NP or PA. We don't know what we don't know.

#medical #medicine #advocate #health #medical field

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hey, i think your a nurse, right? well, i wanna be a nurse. any tips on how to get into the healthcare scene?

hey! i sure am :) this isn't what i would typically post about but i think i have the greatest job in the world and we NEED more nurses, so i highly encourage it!!

i'm in australia so it may be different depending on where you're from or if you're in high school still. so please private message me and maybe i can give you some help xx

you go to university to become a registered nurse and in australia, it's a 3 year course (full time). you can also become an enrolled nurse through other tertiary educators (TAFE is what we have where i live, again, not sure what the equivalent is in other countries).

whether you do your RNs or ENs, you'll have to do a grad year before you can become a permanent employee in a hospital or whatever facility it is you apply to.

i recommend completing certificate 3s and/or 4s in health (if available where u are) as i did them in high school and it made my degree FAR easier. i also highly recommend getting a job in the support industry. support workers are very high in demand and the job is the closest you'll get to nursing that isn't... well, nursing lol. i did support work for the 3 years i studied (i went to uni straight after i graduated year 12) and it was the most rewarding thing ever.

it made my resume look sooo good and taught me so many useful skills that i actually use in the hospital every day. i didn't try very hard at uni and only got good grades in the practical aspect of my degree, but i recommend TRYING to do well in the theory side too. it is so difficult and competitive to get a grad year so if you aren't the academic type, go into support. it may be the thing that puts you ahead of other candidates <3

omg i need to stop i could talk about this all day.

message me!!!

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toothlespoggers · 4 months

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Why are there so many superheroes but none of them actually fix legitimate earth problems

I’m going to write a superhero story where a colossal group of people take over the world from the inside, destroy harmful corporations, forcibly house the homeless, redisrepute wealth, and stop just everything wrong with the world by killing it from the inside.

No stupid laws. Someone bad doing something morally bad?

Dead. Or imprisoned. No court if there’s enough proof.

Criminals on the internet? Dead or imprisoned.

Actual takedowns and moderation of the internet, and like. Actually fixing all the problems and removing the choice companies and governments have to weasel their way out of accountability

It’s gonna be like the perfect amount of violence. A world where everything new created has to be certified to be eco friendly otherwise it’s not allowed to be made. So everything is like shut down no big sweatshops nothing. Just forceful progression.

im sick of the world remaining bad because of “laws” and loopholes and ifs or buts of people debating whether or not they should consider actually being good people.

we need action, forceful action. By the time everyone has decided to save the world it’ll be too late,

we need a massive group of people to like start doing the good type of violence.

Salvation Army? Destroyed, overthrown. Items returned. Badabing badaboom.

Money and wealth thays being used on useless stuff? Now thays for building houses for the poor and giving them what they need.

water, food, shelter. Giving infrastructure, fixing bad things. Helping with bad conditions.

work will be either creative, public service or essential workers.

the only illegal things will be stuff that’s morally wrong and actually bad. You won’t be able to torture ur workers anymore.

you’ll get free therapy and healthcare and if you wanna help, there’s gonna be a worldwide cleanup, trying to get all the rubbish and trash around removed and cleaned up so everything’s cleaned. Then like in Wall-E we’re going to make a site where we squish all the trash into compact cubes, real compact. We can definitely do this with our current technology. Then we have it all in one place, the ground is clear and more bins will be avaliable. Littering will be more of a punishable offence than it is now. And everything has to be eco safe or it gets removed. With production stopped we can focus on cleaning everything in the world up, improving the environment, planting trees and working on eco areas. Moving people and houses into better areas to make room for animals and reforestation. animal abuse will not be tolerated online or irl.

you can still eat food made by animals if you want but it will have a lot more regulation around it, instead of making it expensive you have todo more cleaning work of trash if you want a better meal.

for example; if you want to eat food from an animal that is in danger or is unsustainable to gather.

you can’t just pay more money to get it, you have to work for it yourself if you want it by making it easier to get said food by cleaning up the environment or doing whatever the program it is for that animal that’s allocated by the government.

if you want caviar, you work to make it easier for you to safely farm the stuff without risking the species of fish.

this will deter people from buying food that isn’t eco friendly and those who are determined enough will be forced to help to get what they want. Not like by force but like generally

#I still don’t know what to tag these posts as #please someone tell me I want people to see these big text posts but I have no clue what to label them as #maybe I should call it like toothlespoggers text post or something #so people can find my random ideas or thoughts easier

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tobydandelion · 7 months

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So, after exhausting all our options calling my doctor and healthcare provider, turns out my habilitation worker and I just can't get a life-alert style system covered by medicaid in Iowa. It isn't covered for sensory or neurological disabilities, just physical ones.

The most they could do is provide an emergency use smartphone, which would be just as inoperable as my current one during sensory overload episodes, because it also requires use of a backlit screen to operate. Which is the entire reason I need a single button alert system in the first place- because I can't always use a backlit screen.

So I just really won't be able to be safe until I move, because the one service that could prevent my literal death if I'm alone during an emergency is too expensive for the state to cover, and I live alone 95% of the time, in a weird luxury apartment building in a sea of heartless rich assholes who would rather I get assualted than take the time to call the police when I'm screaming for help.

Well, if I can't eat them yet, I'll at least settle on being annoying as hell until my habilitation worker finds me a place in a decent neighborhood. You know, a decent neighborhood- where actual people who care about human life live. Not like this dangerous one, full of wealthy liberal retirees and college students. This is just dangerous company for a very neurologically disabled trans sex worker, apparently.

A working class neighborhood will be a great relief. Only a few more months here, and then I'll have that.

And we're making sure to plan ahead for space and logistics for a real service dog for me, as well! Getting me a dog actually trained for autistic folks will be a long and difficult process, but it is definitely something I'll wanna get and have properly integrated into my routine before lawschool. I have a few years to worry about that, but I will have to start thinking about space, because I hate moving, so I really hope the next place I land will be able to be my home for a few years at least. And my boyfriend loves the idea of me getting a proper service dog for our new place eventually, too!

Maybe next time I'll get neighbors who value human life, as well. Definitely statistically more likely elsewhere. Only a few more months in this lush, green, beautiful, disgustingly opulent, lonely hellscape, then maybe I will!

#actually autistic #actuallyautistic #disabled pride #disability pride #disability #disabled #ableism tw #tw ableism #medicaid #medical negligence #medical neglect #high support needs autistic #neurological disability #neurologically disabled #autistic pride #sex work is work

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Hey, I don't know if I'm overstepping, and if I am, please ignore me, but I tend to be a frequent flyer at hospitals and doctors offices because of chronic health conditions. Some of what I have experienced within the medical system has at times made me want to cry, and even fear having to deal with it to some extent. But by that same token, there have been so many times where I've had nurses to whom I am so grateful for, who advocated for me to doctors who didn't want to deal with me, who showed me so much kindness and care that it made dealing with hospital system that little better. I understand this might all be overstating, but I just wanted you to know there is a very real chance that your patient will remember you, and be grateful for your care. Because, in my experience, having someone there who believes you, and genuinely cares about helping you, makes all the difference in the world. Thank you, and again, I am so sorry if this is over sharing. I hope you have a fantastic day ♡♡♡

I appreciate it and it's not overstepping. I'm sure I'm not the only nurse or even the only worker who genuinely wants to work hard and do right in their job only to meet resistance by management/the system/capitalism.

But I'll freely admit I don't always do the best job, I felt like I fumbled a lot of the managerial stuff yesterday. Sometimes I simply don't have the energy or time to be as kind or thorough as I want to be. Sometimes my patients drive me absolutely insane and I want to scream at them for being pissy about the food while refusing tests and such. Every person has a lot going on and reasons why they do things. I try and be understanding and compromising but golly gee sometimes I get so upset and frustrated.

I went on a rant, sorry. It's just, it's a hard job that has life or death consequences so everything feels stressful. My friend nag at me for not eating lunch many days and its like!! I can't!! People are sick! I can't just leave!! The high stakes, dealing with real people who have their own thoughts and opinions WHILE also dealing with the broken healthcare system. It's impossible to navigate and god you just wanna lay down and cry sometimes.

There are absolutely shitty doctors, nurses, respiratory techs, surgeons, managers, etc. I have worked with egotists, lazy jerks who won't do their job and genuinely mean people who I want to ask why they're here at all. But in my experience, they're the minority. Most of the staff I encounter really do care and are proud of the work they do and will tweak as much as they have to in order to do what's right for the patient.

#adventures in nursing #i dont talk about work much on tumblr anymore but its bad out there rn #healthcare shortages mean everything is slow and not up to usual standards

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semiotomatics · 1 year

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clouds' healthcare journey, pt. 2

so for anyone who remembers the post I made recently abt me chronicling my healthcare journey (which I ended up deleting in a fit of utter rage and despair a couple days ago, you'll understand why shortly), you'll be pleased to know I finally managed to get an appt at a local clinic on wednesday. if you wanna hear how it went, it's below the cut:

so I spent literally hours beforehand going over my symptoms, their triggers, the exact nature and severity of the pain they put me in, laying it all out on a timeline and rehearsing how I would explain it so that the dr would actually listen to me. I knew exactly what I wanted to ask/demand and what I wanted them to provide. I was shaking, I was so terrified, but I was also the tiniest bit hopeful. I felt so much more prepared than any other time I'd gone to see someone, I figured I had at least a chance of getting somewhere this time.

nope. I don't know that I've ever met a more dismissive, less sympathetic dr. I started out explaining about my recent injury and he immediately cut me off and asked if it was a work injury or not, and if so, if I reported it. I got flustered explaining that the injury was only part of the problem, that this has been a chronic issue for years, and he was like "oh, well you can only claim workers comp if it's a new injury". that's not?? what I asked?? but okay.

I tried to explain my situation but he barely let me get a word in. I mentioned I had pain in my lower back potentially caused by my scoliosis and he had me stand up and do a ROM test, then he did the scoliosis-check-by-feel and was like "who diagnosed you with it" and I was like "I have x-rays" and he was like "well it's very mild, also your ROM is fine" and I was like OKAY, ALSO NOT THE POINT OF MY VISIT.

so at this point I was getting v upset and flustered and thrown off track. we sit back down and he starts explaining how "back/foot pain is very normal, you're young, you need to exercise to prevent it" and starts talking abt physio. I cut him off and say "I've tried physio, it didn't help" which is an oversimplification tbf but I didn't want him to just refer me to physio and call it a day. then he explains "well it's not going to fix it you have to keep going" and I snapped at him (cause I was getting VERY upset by this point) "I don't want to have to go to physio for the rest of my life". also at some point, I don't remember where, he was like "also maybe lose some weight" at which point I just saw red.

holding back tears, I told him "this is not normal, I have been in debilitating pain almost every day of my life, I know other people my age and weight and they don't experience this, other people don't have to go to physio every week, something is wrong with me". he just kind of sighed and said "what do you want" and I said "I want to be tested I want to be diagnosed I want to find out what's wrong with me and I want to know if it can be fixed and how".

he started talking about how he can't just refer me to a specialist he has to do tests first, blah blah blah, and I was like "so do the tests!!" so he started writing a prescription? thingy for me to get x-rays and by that point, even though getting x-rays was one of my goals for the appt, I felt utterly defeated. I took the slip and barely said another word to him before I left.

I sobbed the entire walk home, and then I sobbed myself to sleep. I was being crushed by the weight of what, at the time, felt like an inevitability: that I would never get help, I would never be fixed, I would be in pain for the rest of my life and nobody would even believe me if I tried to explain it. the thought of having to fight tooth and nail just to have my pain be acknowledged was too much for me. I already had to fight my own anxiety, and our broken healthcare system, just to get an appointment, and all it ended up doing was traumatizing me even more. so what's the fucking point of even trying.

anyway, I feel marginally better now. I still have the referral for an x-ray that I do intend to go through with, though I'm desperately hoping I don't have to go back to that dr to discuss the results. luckily there's dozens of clinics around that I can go to, though hopefully it won't take dozens of appointments to find a dr who's sympathetic and competent at their job. it sucks absolute ass, but I'm not giving up yet. stay tuned next time for more thrilling adventures in the Canadian healthcare system!

#this has been an original post #personal spewage #clouds' healthcare journey #wish i hadnt deleted the first post but oh well #it was overly dramatic anyway

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jellybeanfeind · 1 year

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Full update in the link or below the cut, but it looks like we're FINALLY moving forward with surgery! I haven't been drawing my usual stuff the last few weeks for Stress Reasons but I'm starting to feel like myself again. Now I just gotta worry about bills while I'm on reduced income during recovery. Thank you so so much for your kind words and support!!

Okay lol. it's been...a VERY long few weeks, but I think I'm finally in the clear. Apologies for having a minor mental health crisis live on the internet lol. At no point was I unsafe or anything, I was just having a really terrible time, and I tend to not type well when I'm having a meltdown. Shocker.

The stress of this has been...well, less than pleasant! My house looks like it exploded, like more so than usual. My sleep schedule is an absolute disaster. But, I finally heard back from the trans healthcare team at DHMC today. Technically we're still waiting on final word from financial aid, but we're 99% sure that they agree on the medical necessity of gender-affirming care, and on the offchance that they don't, the plastics team has agreed to help me with the bill on their own end of things. My surgery was scheduled for the ninth as of about twoooooish weeks ago? But I was scared to post another update given the constant back-and-forth I've had to deal with, less-than-helpful individuals...I didn't wanna say "YAY SURGERY IS GO!" and then immediately go "NOOO SURGERY NOT HAPPENING!!" back-to-back like six more times cause. well. that's what the last few weeks have been like. lol.

BUT IT'S HAPPENING, WE'RE MOVING FORWARD, even if the financial aid department can't figure their stuff out in time, surgery is still moving forward, and I have the surgeon and the trans healthcare head on my side. I have had an extremely stressful and unpleasant few weeks, but I am finally (and exhaustedly) optimistic now lol. I'm in good hands, and things are finally falling into place.

I'm leaving this open and will be reducing the goal a good chunk, because now I'm really only worried about recovery costs and reduced income during my time off. To make my medical leave stretch the full 3-4 weeks I'll be out, I think I checked some box to only get like 75% of my usual income paid out thru sick and vacation time. So my january bills are gonna be pretty tight. But that's WAY less scary than needing to pull six grand out of thin air for the surgery to happen in the first place!!

Thank you again so much for your support, your patience, and your kind words. I'm so grateful that it has worked out in the end, and any further support is, of course, extremely appreciated.

#feind’s sketchbook #ask feind

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dixiedingo · 10 months

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I guess I should talk. Or get this stuff off my chest idk.

So! Juneteenth! Hooray!

You have a real unique perspective on this stuff when you live in a civil war state.

My folks are likely gullah, and we've carried traditions that are gullah without knowing. Or properly appreciating them. And I wanna appreciate them because the woman who taught us was herself (likely) an indentured servant and my great grandma's mom. She passed her iron skillet down. She taught us to burn our hairs so no one would hex us, and always say "I appreciate it" instead of "thank you" after hair styling.

Because of Jim Crow, because of segregation, a lot of my older relatives actually can't read. My great uncle, my grandmother, some of her inlaws-- I don't think my great grandma even has that high of a reading level tbh. My family has mostly been soldiers and healthcare workers (read: nurses) Always serving. Always helping.

There are a few people who made it out. Who were able to excel. My uncles one of em. But he had to go into the military first and he has a host of issues. And that's kinda the nature of freedom from The Curse: you have to make some ultimate sacrifices to "make it out." I think in that way, black people have perfected alchemy.

We've perfected sacrifice.

When I made my video on Jordan Neely, I had no idea it was gonna get 100 views or that it was gonna resonate with people. And I'm happy it did well. I was terrified people would hear my story and dismiss it, dismiss my mother, and the way she died too. But I'm really happy people understood the message.

When I was a baby I wanted to follow my mom's footsteps: I wanted to go into the military too. But my mama told me not to because the reason she was in the forces was so I didn't have to. I didn't understand it then, and thought it was some patriotism standard for the time. I realize now she meant she was sacrificing her body and soul to make sure I can move ahead. So I don't have to make the same sacrifice to the complex to get ahead.

I'm not nearly in the place I wanna be in, or that she would've wanted to see me in. But when I look around, and I see the old plantations, I see the monuments, the cotton museum; the photos and recreations and all these little reminders of everyone who died to make sure I had a chance, the reminders of everything standing both in my way and that which I've trudged through; I sigh, I get up, and I give it another go.

Because too many people tried and died for us to stop working now.

Happy Juneteenth <3

#whdbdjdjd i started crying at the end :'))#im such an emotional sap god

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urbandokkalfar · 1 year

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Speaking of Looking to the Past to Preserve the Future...

This is gonna be a looonnngggg hot take, I'm sick/not feeling well so Niquil induced deep thought is your curse as much as it is mine.

Most industry is unnecessary.

Lemme explain:

Food industry for example. Everyone needs to eat, this is a fact. How do governments and powers that be start keeping the impoverished masses in line? Control the food. When you think about it, m o s t plants labled weeds or unappealing/ugly or even nuisances are not only edible and nutritious but a good number are medicinal (I'll touch on this next). There isplebes.ely no reason why cities, towns etc can not replace ornamental vegetation with fruit trees, berry bushes, vegetable plants like peppers, tomatoes and the like. They don't because it doesn't perpetuate hunger as a motivator to work for them.

Medicine - While I can concede that some artificial medicines can be useful and can help some situations but, again, disconnecting people from the past: foraging, herbalism etc you connect them to the modern 'machine'. Healthcare is the states is an absolute joke. I've mentioned before I have a broken bone in my foot and a cracked knee cap - to 'fix' both with modern medicine would require me to not only be out of work for an insane amount of time but pay half the costs upfront and continue to pay for the foreseeable future. I have neighbors who regularly come to my apartment every week to share meals because they can not afford their medicines to keep them alive, bills, rent, and necessitys ontop of regular grocery shopping. We pool resources, buy in bulk and split it equally.

Continuing with medical - Doctors in the US (not sure about other places) notoriously gaslight paitents and ignore them until it's to late or erroneously expensive to afford treatments and will require treatments or medications for the rest of their lives. I don't believe all medical staff is inherently 'evil' but I do believe they are taught in such a way to run paitents in circles to force them to keep paying for life saving meds/treatments. Insulin, Cancer treatments, Hormones and other life saving/gender affirmative/mental health care should not be putting people deep into financial crisis - it makes it worse and keeps them in the system.

Also - Abortion should be 100% legal.

Gender Affirmation Care For Trans Youth And Trans In General Should Be 100% Legal.

Sex Workers Should Not Be Demonized.

Automotive Industries should be abolished. Cars, roadways etc are another means to keep people paying into the money pit of government and society. Gotta pay 100+ to register your vehicle every year, gas prices fluctuate like my paitents with stupid people, people who have no business being on the road (looking at you 90 year old with Sundowner Dementia...) posing a threat, cars in general posing a threat not only to other motorists but pedestrians, wildlife, non motor vehicles and the planet.

Companies Green Wash products - Vegan leather is plastic...plastic is ass for the environment while real leather biodegrades and has been a part of the himan experience for centuries.

VEGAN LIFESTYLES ARE UNSUSTAINABLE, PROMOTE DEFORESTATION, DESTRUCTION OF HABITATS, EXTERMINATION OF SPECIES AND PROMOTE SLAVERY. While i fully understand people who HAVE legitimate medical reasons and even true moral reasons for being vegan I do NOT condone industrial veganisam - your destroying the planet JUST as much as industrial agriculture.

Pro-Lifers are a fucking joke and we all need to laugh at them. Ya'll only care about a clump of cells till it's birthed.... Why don't you put that money and effort into HELPING children already existing in the hell that is the foster system rather than force people to keep making people they can't have or don't wanna keep for whatever reasons they have???

Society has become a sham - there is no protection living in mass cities. Cops kill people for no reason, becuase they can. Doctors and other medical professionals can decline to treat you based on their religious beliefs, personal ideas, sexual status/orientation, financial situation etc. If you don't fit the mold, you're a threat. Everything is engineered to cost JUST ENOUGH to keep the poor poor, you can not be self sufficient without consequences and limitations.

We need to go back to small, self sufficient communities, embrace birth control for males and females to get the human population under control, reduce the human foot print, reduce conventional vehicle travel (long distance public travel and goods transport/emergency services being the general exception with limitations), get the ecosystems back in balance....

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