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BLOODLUST pt. 1

BLOODLUST Masterlist

Prologue Part Two

"Well," Y/N sighed. "This doesn't look too hot."

Icicle Junior had leapt down from the posts of the bridge and had created a steep ramp in the middle of the road, sending cars flying. He threw his head back and laughed manically as the civilians swerved to try and avoid the ice.

Y/N rushed towards the cars as they flew through the air. She heard people's screams from within and ran as fast as she could, whipping out her knife and slashing her palms open. She felt the blood gush onto her skin and shouted, "STRONG!" as she caught the car midair and lowered it to the ground as gently as she could before moving onto the next one.

"Finally!" Junior shouted, noticing her. "I was wondering what a guy had to do to get a little attention around here!"

He lurched towards Y/N, only to be thwarted by an arrow piercing the back of his shoulder. Several more forced their way into his wall of ice.

Y/N scoffed and pressed down on the microphone of her earpiece. "Took you long enough."

"Yeah, yeah, shut up," Roy Harper grouched. "I don't see you fighting Junior."

"Civies are more important than villains," Y/N mused. She stepped a bit farther from Icicle Junior as the arrows began to beep, indicating that they were armed with explosives. "That's my motto, Speedy."

The blasts went off, and Junior grunted in pain as his wall broke apart. He fell back and snarled up at where Speedy and Green Arrow stood atop the bridge, their next arrows prepped and ready.

Junior summoned massive clumps of ice on his arms, then roared with effort as he chucked them up at the two archers.

"Junior's doing all this for attention?" Roy demanded. He let out another explosive arrow.

"I know," Y/N grumbled. "It's odd." She rushed at Junior, bloody hands extended, and ordered, "BURN!"

"Oh, no, you don't!" Icicle Junior leapt back, narrowly dodging Y/N's hands, which had started to smoke with heat. "Nobody told you, pretty girl? Ice and fire don't mix!"

He tossed several spikes of ice at her, but Y/N simply smacked a couple out of the way and they turned to puddles at her touch. The rest embedded themselves in the ground, and Y/N kept running.

Meanwhile, Roy and Oliver had made their way down to the street, and were firing off more arrows at Junior as he attempted to dodge each of Y/N's attacks.

"I'm telling you now," Roy stated. "This little distraction better not interfere."

Icicle Junior saw the arrows coming and quickly put up a frozen shield all around him. The explosive arrows made a hole in his barrier, and Y/N began to punch through the ice as well. Her burning blood splattered across the ice, reducing it to water in seconds.

Trapped, Junior threw one last attack. He punched the air in Speedy's direction and kicked at Y/N, sending massive blasts of sharpened ice crystals at them both.

Y/N ducked out of the way, but felt some of the ice pierce her abdomen as she tried to escape the blast. Pain shot through her body and she yelped.

"HEAL!" she commanded, feeling the cuts on her hands seal quickly. The wound from being impaled began to patch itself up, a bit slower than her hands.

Roy, however, practically smirked as he jumped over his attack, pulling an arrow from his quiver and releasing it mid-air. The arrowhead slammed into Junior's chin hard, knocking him unconscious.

Green Arrow looked down at their adversary and chuckled. "Kid had a glass jaw!"

"Hilarious," Speedy said quickly. "Can we go?"

"Wow, such patience," Y/N teased, throwing her arm around his shoulders. "It's almost saint-like."

"Can you blame me?" Roy asked, quirking a brow at her. "Today's the day."

"That it is," Black Canary agreed as she pulled her motorcycle up to them. "Y/N, you good?"

"Peachy." The girl tapped the mended skin of her abdomen, feeling the newly formed flesh. "No more injuries. I may need a snack on the way, though."

"That's good." She tossed a helmet to the girl. "Get on and grab a bar. You don't want to be late, do you?"

The Hall of Justice was not the main base for the Justice League. Y/N had known that since Canary had elected to go off on a solo mission for a month, leaving Bloodlust to work with Green Arrow and Speedy. After a particularly grueling patrol, Oliver had invited the two of them to his house where he proceeded to patch them up, get drunk, and reveal the truth about the Justice League's headquarters.

"You see," he'd mumbled, "the Hall is just a fro-hic!-a front. We used to be at Mount Justice but then-hic!-our enemies found out about it." He'd spread his arms and eyes wide, looking absolutely scandalized. "Can you bel-hic!-believe that?" He'd shaken his head and returned to his bottle. "I can't believe that. How'd they-hic!-find us? I don't know."

Y/N had met Roy's eyes, sending him a silent question:

Do we ask more questions?

Roy had answered by turning to Oliver, his lips pursed in thought. "So, um. Where is your headquarters?"

"Mm." Oliver had lifted a hand and pointed to the ceiling. "The-hic!-Watchtower." He'd nodded firmly. "It's-hic!-in space. A satellite." Then he'd smiled softly. "Lovely view."

And so Y/N knew they were being played when Martian Manhunter and Red Tornado greeted her and the rest of her colleagues.

"Robin, Speedy, Aqualad, Kid Flash, Bloodlust," Manhunter listed off, "welcome. You now have unlimited access to the gym, our fully stocked galley, and of course..." He trailed off as the doors to the library opened up. "Our library."

"Make yourselves at home," Flash offered, gesturing to the armchairs scattered about near the large computer screens beside the Zeta tubes on the far side of the library.

Robin immediately flopped into one seat, as did Kid Flash. Aqualad instead gestured for Y/N to take the remaining chair, and she did with a polite smile, kicking one leg over the other. Speedy rested his hand on the back of her chair, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Don't tell me," he whispered, barely audible to anyone but Bloodlust, "this is the end of the tour."

"It better not be," Y/N hissed back.

But much to her disappointment, their mentors huddled close together, physically cutting the protégés out of the conversation even if they could still hear.

"Quick debrief to discuss the coincidence of four ice villains attacking on the same day," Batman explained, turning his head back to the sidekicks. "We shouldn't be too long."

With that, the adults turned to the Zeta tubes. Batman typed in his command into the computers, and the tubes whirred to life.

"Recognized: Batman, 0-2," the automated voice rang out. "Aquaman, 0-6. Flash, 0-4. Green Arrow, 0-8. Black Canary, 1-3. Martian Manhunter, 0-7. Red Tornado, 1-6."

"That's it?" Roy demanded, standing up straight. "You promised us a real look inside! Not a glorified backstage pass!"

"It is the first step," Aquaman replied calmly. "You've been granted access few others get."

"Oh, really?" Bloodlust growled. She gestured up to the windows, outside of which several civilians watched with cameras flashing. "Who cares which side of the glass we're on? This is insulting."

"Y/N," Canary began, stepping closer, "I understand your frustrations. Both of you," she added, nodding to Roy. "But you need to be patient."

"Patient?!" Y/N scoffed.

"What we need is respect," Roy scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. He looked to Robin, Aqualad, and Kid Flash, who seemed appalled at the outburst. "They're treating us like kids. Worse... like sidekicks. We deserve better than this!"

But to Y/N and Roy's shock, none of them said anything. Then it hit her.

They don't know about the Watchtower, do they?

"You're kidding, right?" Roy seethed. "You're playing their game?! Why?!"

"Wait, Roy." Y/N tried to reach out for him, but Speedy shrugged her hand away.

"Today was supposed to be the day! Step one in becoming full-fledged members of the League!" Roy shouted.

"Well," Kid Flash muttered, "sure. But I thought step one was a tour of HQ?"

"Roy, they don't know," Y/N said softly, her anger slowly ebbing away.

Roy just leveled her with a cold look. "Then it's about time they learn." Then he turned back to the other protégés. "I bet they never told you, huh?"

Y/N didn't miss the way Oliver stiffened, nor the way Dinah's head shot over to him, the unmistakable air of fury about her.

"This place," Roy began, "the Hall of Justice, isn't the real thing. It's a false front for tourists and a pit stop for catching zeta beams to the real thing; an orbiting satellite called the Watchtower."

Batman, Aqualad, and Flash all rounded on Green Arrow. Canary's fingers twitched, like she was seriously considering strangling the man.

Oliver sighed and raised his hands in surrender. "I know, I know, but I thought maybe we could make an exception!"

"And you told Y/N, too?" Dinah growled. "Without my permission?"

"He didn't even tell us on purpose," Y/N reported. "He was drunk."

"Regardless, you are not helping your cause here, lass," Aqualad said. He tried to step closer to Y/N and Roy. "Stand down, son, or—"

"Or what?" Roy interrupted him furiously. "You'll send me to my room? And I'm not your son! I'm not even his," he snarled, turning to Oliver. "I thought I was his partner. But not anymore."

Y/N froze. "Roy, what—"

But he plucked his cap off of his head and dashed it to the ground. He turned his back to the Justice League, and shook his head disapprovingly at the protégés, who sat in stunned silence.

"I guess they're right about the three of you," he said coldly. "You're not ready. C'mon, Bloodlust."

But Y/N didn't move. She stood still as the world seemed to pause around her. She felt the piercing eyes of Dinah on her back, the bated breath of Roy before her, both eagerly awaiting her decision.

And what would her decision be?

They don't fully trust me, she noted. The League, at least. I'm only sixteen, I don't know my way around this line of work as well as I act like I do. Of course Dinah didn't want me finding out about the Watchtower. I could never make it on my own at this level. Petty thieves are one thing, but now the world associates me with Justice League-level threats, and I'm just not there yet. Not by myself.

But with Roy? I wouldn't be alone, I'd have someone with the same level of training as I. He trusts me, he's shown that time and time again. We're friends. He's my best friend.

But Canary—Dinah—she's like an older sister to me. Without her, I'd still be working three jobs to barely be able to support myself. I'd be broke and alone and I would never have made it this far.

What do I do?

"I..." Y/N swallowed the lump in her throat. "I'm sorry, Roy. But I'm staying with Canary for now."

Roy turned to face her, eyes wide. There was a glimmer of rage in his eyes, mixed with a twinge of hurt. His jaw loosened as he stared deep into her eyes.

"You're joking."

Silently, Y/N shook her head. For the first time in the years she'd known Roy Harper, she had never had him look at her this way. It stung in a manner she didn't know was possible.

"No." Y/N stood her ground. "I-I'm going to stay. With Canary. And them," she added, waving vaguely at the three boys watching this unfold. "I'm not confident in my ability to go off on my own, Roy. I-I don't doubt you. But I'm not strong enough yet."

There was a moment of silence.

"Fine," Roy whispered. "I can't say I'm not surprised. But it does hurt."

And with that, Roy stormed out of the room.

His absence left a bitter taste in Y/N's mouth. She kept her eyes on the doors, even as behind her, a notification alarm went off and the image of Superman projected onto the screen. She kept her eyes on the doors as Zatara, too, joined the call. And she kept her eyes on the doors as Canary walked up to her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"I know it hurts, Y/N," she whispered, "but you did the right thing."

"It doesn't feel like it," Y/N replied in the same hushed tone, her voice cracking at the end.

"Hm."

"So..." Kid Flash started once the heroes had Zeta'd away to handle the threat Zatara had warned them of. "Are you okay?"

Y/N almost laughed at the question. "Do I look like I'm okay, KF?"

"Right, stupid question, sorry."

Y/N nodded.

Aqualad sighed heavily. "My King, I thought he trusted me. And yet... what else are they not telling us?"

"In Arrow's defense," Robin said, "Bloodlust did say he was intoxicated. But I've got a better question. Why didn't you leave with Speedy, Blood? And why didn't we?"

Y/N did not respond. Instead, after a beat of quiet, Aqualad looked up with a frown.

"What is Project Cadmus?"

"Genetics lab," Y/N replied swiftly. "Based here, in D.C. Don't know much else."

"Well!" Robin stood and cracked his knuckles before marching over to the computer. "Let's see what else we can find out."

"Access denied," the computer replied as Robin punched in some codes.

"Ha! Wanna bet?" Robin smirked and his fingers flew over the keyboard again. Soon, he managed to tear down the encryptions on the file.

"Whoa..." KF mused. "How are you doing that?"

"Same system as the Batcave," Robin replied. He pressed one last key, and the computer screen switched to a file titled 'Project Cadmus.'

"Access granted."

"We can see that," Y/N whispered, turning to see the screen. She skimmed the text, then shook her head. "Yeah, that's all they've got. Genetics lab in D.C."

"But if Batman's suspicious, maybe we should investigate?" Robin prompted.

"Solve their case," Aqualad translated, "before they do."

"We'll get in so much trouble," Y/N pointed out.

"Not like you're not used to that," Robin fired back. "Don't think I haven't seen your file, Bloodlust."

Y/N glared at him. "Alright. I might be fine. But you?"

"I stand with Bloodlust," Aqualad said. "They told us to stay put."

"For the blotting out the sun mission," Robin stated. "Not this."

"Wait!" KF cut in, raising a hand to stop them. "Are you guys going to Cadmus? Because if you're going, I'm going."

"Just like that?" Aqualad seemed surprised. "We're a team on a mission?"

Y/N chewed her lip. "I'm still not certain about this. But..." She turned to the screen, looking long and hard at the Cadmus logo. "I'll admit. Canary and I were worried about Cadmus. Have any of you guys heard of the legend?"

"Yes," Aqualad replied. "The Cadmus of myth created a new race by planting dragons' teeth into the ground."

"Yeah. We were worried that this Cadmus may be more like their namesake than they say," Y/N said. "Like, their genetic experiments may verge into illegal territory."

"I see..."

"Great!" Robin clapped his hands together. "I mean, not great, but great! That gives us another reason to check it out for ourselves! C'mon, Bloodlust! If they're doing what you suspect, we could bring them to justice. Our mentors can't blame us for that."

"They are all about justice," KF mused.

Finally, Y/N heaved a sigh. "You're not going to stop trying to convince me, are you?"

Robin just grinned.

"Fine. Fine." Y/N raised her hands in surrender. "But I'm only consenting to reconnaissance. We go in, collect information, and we get out."

KF and Robin exchanged giddy smiles.

Then Robin turned to Y/N, a sly gleam in his eyes. "Ready to be whelmed?"

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Young Justice Masterlist

BLOODLUST: OC Insert

Y/N Rosso, daughter of the villain Bloodwork, has been doing her best to distance herself from her father's line of work. But ever since realizing she, too, has metahuman abilities, it's difficult not to insert herself into certain... situations.

Prologue

Part 1

Part 2

MORE COMING SOON~!

BLOODLUST PROLOGUE

BLOODLUST Masterlist

Part One

"I don't think I understand," Y/N mused, raising a hand to cut off the woman in front of her. "You think I've been doing what exactly?"

"I don't think anything," Black Canary hissed. She shifted in her seat, kicking one leg over the other and leaning back, almost resembling a queen in her throne. "I know you've been participating in some... unsavory extracurriculars. What you're doing is dangerous, Miss Rosso."

Y/N scowled. "I suppose there's no hiding it, then. And it's just Y/N, thank you very much."

"Fair enough. I can imagine your father plays a part in your actions." Canary raised a brow. "You want to right his wrongs."

"Obviously."

"That is not your job," Canary began, "nor is it even your responsibility."

"No," Y/N agreed, "but it's not like you can criticize my decisions. You're a hero, aren't you? Part of the Justice League and everything. It's not your responsibility to save the world, but you took it on anyway." She shrugged. "I just happen to have a personal reason."

There was a moment of silence as Black Canary sized up the girl before her. She wasn't very tall, nor very short, but even in her oversized sweatshirt and baggy pajama pants, she could make out the muscle Y/N must have accumulated from her nightly crime fighting expeditions.

It had been a week since Canary had found out about the girl. And she was awfully good at protecting her privacy, so she had only located her last night. Dinah prided herself on her stealth skills, so she'd assumed that she could break into the girl's apartment without any difficulty or being noticed. Instead, she found herself forced to navigate several traps and bypass at least three alarm systems, only to find the girl waiting for her in the living room with an extra cup of ramen prepared.

"I'm not causing any problems," Y/N pointed out. "I've done your job when you couldn't. Star City is nothing like Gotham, but I've taken down dozens of criminals you and the Justice League determine too small for your attention." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm doing a good job."

Canary chewed the inside of her cheek. "You are. I'm not here to punish you, if that's what you assumed."

Y/N furrowed her brow. "Then what do you want? Also." She gestured to the ramen. "Eat. I made it for you, don't let it get cold."

Canary hesitated, almost doubting the innocence in the girl's tone. Is it poisoned? No... no, I don't think so. She might sound a bit resentful, but she doesn't want to kill or even hurt me. She picked up the cup and slurped up some of the noodles. She hadn't had basic cup ramen in years. I don't think she thinks she's strong enough to take me on.

"It's good," Black Canary admitted. "You clearly don't just eat ramen, that's for sure. You need to be stronger than drugstore noodles can afford you."

"I was strapped for time," Y/N confessed. "You disabled all my traps faster than I expected."

"And you still made food for me. You're a good kid, Y/N. That's why I'm here." Canary set down her cup and leaned forward, clasping her hands together. "I'm here to offer you a deal."

She didn't miss the way Y/N's jaw clenched.

"What is it?"

"How would you like," Canary mused, "to become my protégé? We may not have the same superpowers, but I can train you in terms of combat, stealth, teamwork. You're good at what you do, but there is always room for improvement."

This was followed by silence.

Dinah watched as Y/N raised her chin, looking down at her through her lashes. She seemed to be processing the proposal slowly, like she was chewing on something and was deciding whether she liked the taste or not. She tapped the armrest of her chair and pursed her lips.

"What do you get from this?" she finally asked. "What's the catch?"

"I get a protégé," Canary answered plainly. "You can provide help on any missions I go on. Since I'll have helped train you, we'll work together quite well."

"I can't help you find my dad," Y/N disclosed. "I won't help you either. I don't know where he is, and I don't want to know."

"Luckily," Canary replied, "that wasn't even part of the deal. I don't particularly care about locating Ramsey Rosso."

"He can die in a ditch for all I care," Y/N spat.

Canary pondered this for a moment. "Alright. If I or the League apprehends him, or if we get any information about him, we'll inform you, but you decide whether you get more involved than that."

Y/N nodded firmly. "Good. Then I accept."

Dinah smiled at that. She extended her arm, offering Y/N a handshake.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Y/N." She smirked. "Or should I call you Bloodlust?"

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A/n i used to be @everrrlong but my account got terminated so im reposting!

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Toji Fushiguro + Part 2

How he eats your cunt

Making out with him in the elevator

Something he’d do

Pounding you in public

How he fingers you

Fucking you dumb

Satoru Gojo + Part 2

Morning sex

Him stuffing his finger in your ass

Him pounding you rough

You two fucking in a plane and getting caught

Grinding on him while he's tired

Fucking your tight little asshole

Playing with you on his thigh

Choso kamo + Part 2

Rubbing his cock on your cunt

Fucking you like this

Eating your ass while rubbing your cunt

Fingering you

Creaming on his cock

Fucking your boobs

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TOJI

how he would it eat out from the back

toji getting his hands on you after teasing him all day

making you fuck yourself on his cock

admiring his cum spilling out of you after he breeds your cunt

GOJO

tying him up and jerking him off

sitting and riding his face

riding him while looking into his eyes

making him cum by licking the head of his cock

NANAMI

riding and grinding against him slowly

fucking you doggy in the backseat of the car

not being able to resist each and cuddle-fucking

admiring and worshipping his cock

GETO

fucking up into you fast and rough

slapping your pretty face as he fucks you and you suck on his fingers

making your legs shake

fingering you while sloppily making out

CHOSO

gently eating you out and kissing your skin

sucking and licking on your nipples while you sit in his lap

pulling your panties to the side and fucking you

riding him on his gaming chair

SUKUNA

fucking you roughly in a mating press

pounding into you roughly from behind, fucking you dumb

sukuna breeding you while you squirt all over his cock

fingering you roughly until you’re squirting everywhere

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My Tip: grasp for straws.

ngl i had to explain this to my sister when she was going tHROUGH IT while writing a college admissions essay and it sounds stupid but i promise it really did help me

START BY CONNECTING THINGS EVEN IF THE CONNECTION IS WEAK AS FUCK. THEN, FLESH OUT THE CONNECTION A BIT. IF YOU STILL DONT LIKE IT, TRY AGAIN, OR FIND DIFFERENT THINGS GO STRING TOGETHER.

now this won't work for everything, ngl. for example, what i used to calm her down should NOT be an actual essay, i just said it to be funny. but what i told her was:

say i have two talking points. one is about how the very first calendar ever made (supposedly) was to track women's menstrual cycles. the second point is about the stripes on a zebra's ass.

bear with me.

i could go on a brief tangent about how the stripes on a zebra's ass will never be the same as the stripes on another zebra's ass. regardless, both sets of striped behinds have patterns. each zebra has their own unique pattern.

the same way no woman's menstrual cycle is identical to another's. periods are patterns, they are a recurring event. which is why the very first calendar ever made was to track this pattern.

see? the connection is thread-thin, but it's there. it's stupid, but it's there.

my advice is to start with minuscule, practically non-existent connections and then build from there. look for even the FAINTEST TRACES of a connection, like similar locations (an ice cream shop, the same high school, teachers, idk) names, etc.

OR. if that doesn't work, hmu! i can always provide more specific help if given more details, and i'm always down to help a fellow aspiring author~!

and sorry if this advice wasn't all that helpful, lol. i did my best to help, but i've been told trying to understand my brain is like being kidnapped and then thrown into a deadly maze with a map that, halfway through the maze, turns out to be false.

so.

So how do you guys connect ideas???

Cause like-

I have a couple ideas for a fic I'm writing and idk how to connect them into a coherent whole ://

Do you have any tips/advices/ideas? It can be general or related to high school as it is the theme of the fic

I would be so happy and grateful if someone actually helped me pleaseeeee 😩😭💞

why not? lol

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m's favorite ns/fw male audio artists

i don't think this needs a full on intro - if you know what's up, then you know. also: this is based on my personal taste, it's not meant to be a comprehensive list of what's out there. i'll link all the artist's patreons and paid services below, if you like them please support them!!!

glossary: m4f = male for female, m4a = male for gender neutral (all), f4f = female for female, gwa = gone wild audio (subreddit)

AugustInTheWinter - one of the kings of gwa, truly a legend and an icon. miss thing has AMAZING dialogue and plot, a mastery of sfx, if you like 'em wet and messy, he's your guy. august has a sweet, deep voice, has a really solid knack on the D/s dynamic. only posts like once a month, but you can get more thru his patreon

personal faves: this dilf audio or this mask kink audio

m's rating: 9.5/10

AuralAlucardd - a newbie on gwa as of nov 2023, but one to watch out for! seems sweet and nice, doing a pretty good job and i believe he'll only get better with time :)

personal faves: this vampire audio which has a part 2

m's rating: 6/10

Badjhur - also a solid presence on gwa, i put him here out of respect for brittany broski because she's the one who introduced me to him. nice, resonant voice with a british accent, often does ghost and könig audios if you're into call of duty. not my cuppa tea, but i can tell why he's got a big fanbase

personal fave: this audio for the shy girls

m's rating: 7/10

DeepDark Audio (DDA) - accidentally stumbled across his priest audio and holy shit, i was hooked. ended up subbing to his patreon for 3 months because the lowest tier gets you access to 100+ audios that are 30+ min on average!!!! his early stuff is a bit clunky on dialogue, but he gets better over time. and his monsterfucker audios are TOP TIER

personal fave: this spicy breeding audio

m's rating: 8/10

@empty-sigh - i don't have a twt but i'm pretty sure he's like royalty over there. leo has a whole library on patreon (highly recommend the dom/sub audios as they're longer!) but has like a bazillion moaning audios, and his voice is probably one of the deepest i've ever heard in my life. i die and go to hell every time <3 not really much plot in his audios, it's more just moaning and dirty talk, with occasional sfx.

personal fave: literally anything he does is gold but here, take this one

m's rating: 10/10

Shallelujah - hi yes, did you ask for a golden retriever cutie boyfriend with a deep deep voice? obviously. you've probably seen him on tiktok or twitch, but he does have a few spicy audios and i'm listing him because i know there are some girlies who love a silly bi guy (personally for me...he's really corny but it's sweet!)

personal faves: umm this one's aight

m's rating: 6/10

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literally

like i feel like if we were able to take full weeks off due to periods, i personally wouldn't mind the gap in wage because it makes sense, BUT ONLY IN THAT SITUATION

not to say the wage gap isn't wrong, because it most definitely is

but as someone who, most of the time when on my period, cannot even lie down in bed without being in excruciating pain, i think being able to take a week off of work would be unfathomably helpful

and if i was allowed to stay home for a week and not work while suffering, i would take the week with no pay because i wouldn't be doing anything, so i would personally feel guilty about getting paid for nothing

as long as we get paid for every day we work; as in, i'm not working for 2 days but return to work for the remaining 3 of the work week, and i only don't get paid for the 2 days i wasn't working

but NOOOO the system doesn't work that way

also, if you disagree with me, that's fine! you are entitled to your own opinions! this is just mine

Once when I was little I asked my dad why there was a gender wage gap (they were talking about it on the TV or something) and my dad explained very patiently that since women get periods they take that week off from work and since you don’t get paid when you’re not working they inevitably make less money

Oh boy I wish that were true, I would love to live in that universe where you can take an entire week off from work every month and it’s just normal and no one gets fired for it

Reblog to kill it faster

i’ve been thinking about riordanverse demigods and their mommy issues.

annabeth, piper, alex fierro: my mom is an absent goddess who’s kind of a bitch to me and my loved ones

jason, thalia, hazel: my mom was a messed up person when she was alive

nico, leo, frank, magnus chase: my mom died years ago but she was a wonderful person and i miss her every day

percy jackson and will solace: MY MOM 🤱 is my BEST 🤩 FRIEND 👯 she is so LOVELY 🥰 and KIND 💕 and COOL 😎 and i’m having DINNER 🍽️ WITH HER ON SATURDAY 🥳💫🤪

A new tool lets artists add invisible changes to the pixels in their art before they upload it online so that if it’s scraped into an AI training set, it can cause the resulting model to break in chaotic and unpredictable ways. 

The tool, called Nightshade, is intended as a way to fight back against AI companies that use artists’ work to train their models without the creator’s permission. Using it to “poison” this training data could damage future iterations of image-generating AI models, such as DALL-E, Midjourney, and Stable Diffusion, by rendering some of their outputs useless—dogs become cats, cars become cows, and so forth. MIT Technology Review got an exclusive preview of the research, which has been submitted for peer review at computer security conference Usenix.   

AI companies such as OpenAI, Meta, Google, and Stability AI are facing a slew of lawsuits from artists who claim that their copyrighted material and personal information was scraped without consent or compensation. Ben Zhao, a professor at the University of Chicago, who led the team that created Nightshade, says the hope is that it will help tip the power balance back from AI companies towards artists, by creating a powerful deterrent against disrespecting artists’ copyright and intellectual property. Meta, Google, Stability AI, and OpenAI did not respond to MIT Technology Review’s request for comment on how they might respond. 

Zhao’s team also developed Glaze, a tool that allows artists to “mask” their own personal style to prevent it from being scraped by AI companies. It works in a similar way to Nightshade: by changing the pixels of images in subtle ways that are invisible to the human eye but manipulate machine-learning models to interpret the image as something different from what it actually shows. 

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Thinking of writing an OPLA Fic.

It'll be short, ideally, not a full-fledged novel or anything. But

not smut.

Wanna do something else with more plot rather than porn.

Should I post it?

“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

Oh~

Шикардосный арт

Я тут в уголку поподыхаю немного, лады?

I think I recall that Erwin, at least, attended school in a schoolhouse where his father was the teacher? I may be remembering incorrectly.

I presumed that the in outer wall, students were more often than not homeschooled. The middle wall had more "sophisticated" schools, with a dedicated building for them, and the inner wall had full-blown academies.

And, of course, that is just my head cannon.

something I've always wondered when it came to the AoT verse is how they handled education, specifically within the walls. I remember reading a jean kid fic years ago and education was portrayed as a schoolhouse that all the kids in Trost attended (and assuming this practice applied to other parts of the walls) part of me feels like it was the norm for kids to be homeschooled in the walls. I don't recall this ever being touched on in the manga, unless I glazed it over. but I want to know, what are your head canons regarding education in AoT, in the walls and in Marley?

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

pLEASE RHIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY

How the protagonist of my WIP became immortal:

He accidentally killed a sacred goat. So—as any rational religious group would do—its worshippers lost their shit and beheaded him.

Upon entering heaven the first thing his soul saw was said goat, laughing its ass off with a divine donkey. When it saw him it walked over to him and thanked him. It told him it had been suicidal for quite a bit now, and that him accidentally slaughtering it had been the best thing to have ever happened to it.

As a gift it granted him a second chance at life and soon sent him back to earth to complete his days. The man was very thankful.

However there was just one teeny weenie itsy bitsy problem, even though it was divine the goat still had the mind of...well, a bloody goat. In granting him a life it forgot to work out on the whole 'you ought to eventually die as well' department. Thus, making him a miserable immortal fuck who now wanders the earth unable to die or reverse the curse because the fucking goat is dead and he has no way of getting in touch with it again.