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Fanfiction Club: The Rules

This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

"the final boss"

make no mistake, the people who just struck roe v wade down and the people who support that decision in other executive positions — they will have access to abortions for their children, their affairs. this will not affect the people in power in this country and this is not about being “pro-life.” it’s about controlling our most vulnerable populations and people in those groups are going to disproportionately die because of it. if you support that, unfollow me and get the fuck off my blog. you are not welcome.

Target knows when you’re pregnant. There’s a guest ID number tied to your credit card that tracks what you purchase, so they notice if you start buying vitamin supplements and unscented lotions. 

That’s how an angry man in Minneapolis, who went to a local Target to yell at the manager for sending maternity coupons to his teenage daughter, found out he was actually about to become a grandpa. 

(Source, Source 2)

A day in the life of me

i’m absolutely meltinggggggggg

悟;

a/n: a repost from my old blog ♡ / contains one sex joke / 0.9k

“satoru, come to bed, it’s late,” yawning, you pat the space beside you. he’s doing his nightly skincare routine, patting his face gently with the retinol serum he just bought.

“ya sure you don't want to try it out?” gojo offers out the dropper, a hairband cutely pushed up to prevent his bangs from interfering.

“i don’t like slimey stuff on my face.” and you cringe, realising your mistake too late.

“and yet you give me your face to cu—”

“shut the fuck up,” you severely miss him, pillow landing on the floor beside him. he didn’t even bother to activate his technique, laughing out loud at your failed attempt.

gojo never did switch it on when he was with you. not when he decided that he'd give his all to you, not even he asked you to move in with him on a desperate full of nightmares, not when you first said i love you.

gojo satoru was soft around you, a sight that many would like to see yet only disclosing it to you. the you who got him falling when you’d hang out with his students, giving as much pointers as you could on cursed energy. that was when he decided, he's sure. but again, there were countless other times where gojo recalls falling deeper and deeper in love with you. he smiles at that, capping the skin care bottle before quite literally jumping onto the bed.

“argh... satoru, what the hell? you’re heavy!” his weight was crushing you, emphasised more when he leans down to plant kisses on your features. the feigned anger turns to giggling and shielding hands which he easily seizes between his fingers.

“s-stop! ’toru!” your smile is like the first few hues of dusk. it makes him feel all warm and mushy inside, something the strongest normally wouldn’t have the luxury of feeling. satoru says, fuck it, because even i deserve love, even i deserve to be held. he repeats those words you said to him the first time he broke down in front of you, and he does it all the time, now.

gojo is brought back to reality when you cup his cheeks gently, not minding the slimey stuff as you caress his skin. your hands accommodate his smile, cheeks filling up with how he’s grinning down at you and you feel dizzy with the immense love you have for him.

“you’re insanely beautiful, satoru,” you say it like it wouldn’t boost his ego, but you can't care much when that much is true, noticing how much his hair resembles starlight and how his azure eyes catch the moonlight so perfectly.

gojo could say the same about you.

he sucks in a breath when he hears the compliment, the familiar cocky smirk and corny line lingering on his lips — he figured it's just different when the words come from you.

“say it again.”

“hm? you're beautiful, terribly b—” your mouth parts in surprise when the other lowers himself to your side, which prompts you to lie on your lone shoulder.

“no, my love, i meant my name.” gojo pulls you closer, lighting your skin with flames.

“oh! okay! uhm, sa— toru?” you giggle, the name falling weirdly from your lips now that you were demanded to say it. you try again, “satoru.”

your lover smiles, scooting closer, “again.”

“satoru.” the syllables leaving your lips makes him feel dizzy and giddy. while he enjoys being told his voice sounds like silk and syrup, he finds that it fits you better, bringing his face to rest only inches from yours.

“again.”

“satoru,” you whisper, a shy smile overtaking your lips. soon, they're captured by gojo’s, moving tenderly against yours. you’re certain you see the sky painted in many different colours before your eyes close, the mere thought of gojo sending you reeling and cheeks flushing.

gojo’s kisses are slow tonight, savouring every part of your mouth before he slips his tongue in, entwining with yours as he continues to make you fall harder. it works. breathlessly, you smile into to kiss to hopefully get a bit of air, feeling the reply of a grin on your lips when his irises open up to look at yours.

“love you.” you murmur, ghosting along his lips before he smashes his lips against yours again, albeit clumsily that you two let out collective laughs.

people only ever call him gojo satoru, the strongest. he's never found much identity, always a pawn for the higher-ups to play with, but when sa-to-ru falls from your lips? god, he can compare it to being caught in cupid’s arms. you give meaning to his name — satoru, satoru, satoru, you whisper, knowing that it meant enlighten, and he's certain that's all you do whenever you're around.

you’re always lighting up his life, always loving him with no restraint.

“angel?” gojo whispers in between kisses. you respond sleepily, tracing incoherent patterns along his chest. the words are caught in his throat when you fingers go over the 悟 of his name, three syllables packaged into a single character. he didn’t expect you to remember, but it breathes some life back into him when you do it over his heart. he can't remember the last time he let someone trace his name so intimately.

“your first name is beautiful, satoru, just like you,” you peck his lips. “now rest, you have a long day tomorrow.”

“i love you too,” the other replies a little late. his heart clenches up at the sight of you, caged and safe in his arms that he isn’t sure what to do with his hands. “i love you. i love you. i love you so much.”

with one last lingering kiss, you both succumb to slumber in peace, with gojo satoru’s first name in the palm of your hand, and his last name aching to take its place in front of your own.

But the worst aspect of Christianity is without a doubt the Original Sin. One of the most imperative aspects of Christianity, which assert that the Sin committed by Adam (a) was everlasting until Jesus (a) was sacrificed in which one could be saved through the act of Baptism.

Nothing frustrates a Jewish person and a Muslim more than this particular belief, because not only did it appear during the third century, but it was defined by Augustinus through Romans (which let’s face it, did not establish anything) and had no scriptural proof to assert it.. Had this concept been so imperative, then surely it would have had an important role in the Gospels and the OT. However, even after reading through the Tanakh, there is nothing that ever points to its existence.

HB481, GEORGIA, USA

I’ve read every word of HB481 and the codes associated with it. If you have a uterus in the state of Georgia, here is what you should know:

STARTING JANUARY 1, 2020,

1. Anyone with a uterus that is 6 weeks pregnant ( 2 weeks late ) with an embryo that has a detectable heartbeat will be forced to carry it to full-term.

2. An embryo with a detectable heartbeat, as early as 6 weeks, will be considered a “natural person”.

3. An embryo with a heartbeat, as early as 6 weeks, will be eligible for population based determinants and will qualify as dependent minors on income tax forms.

4. Leaving the state to get an abortion elsewhere will cause you to be liable to a charge of Conspiracy to Murder, punishment could be from 1 to 15 years in prison.

5. Abortion will be considered equal to the homicide of a child which is charged as Second-Degree Murder, punishable by a sentence of up to 30 years in prison or by capital punishment.

6. “Spontaneous Abortion” includes miscarriages and stillbirths. Investigations will follow.

7. If you are able to get an abortion, then a district attorney of the judicial circuit of your residence will be given access to all of your health records.

8. The “father” / fertilizer will be liable for medical and pregnancy payment needs for the mother. Mandatory child support payments will begin at birth.

9. The only way to obtain an abortion in Georgia legally is if a licensed medical physician determines that you are

• at life-threatening medical risk

• mentally and emotionally well

• within 20 weeks / 5 months of pregnancy

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*Does not include ectopic pregnancies

**DOES include any pregnancy caused by incest or rape, unless a police report is filed by the time gestation reaches between 13-20 weeks / 3-5 months.

***No exceptions for minors.