Pro-censorship wattpad refugees drama is so funny to me because when I started using ao3 as a kid I was a devout mormon and I thought that reading anything even remotely pornagraphic was a sin and would ruin my life. So when I was 13 and found ao3 I went "oh awesome I found a fanfic website with a filtering system so I won't ever randomly stumble into porn. This is great! I was really worried about seeing something I didn't want to see on the other platforms." I didn't read any smut online until like three years later. If a mormon 13 year old can figure out 'don't like don't read' wattpad users can too cmon you guys i believe in you.

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aether passes on dew's fistbump so rain... offers his ass up instead?

actually i am gonna give you guys a genuine answer to that. not the anon because they obviously don't actually care, but the rest of the new followers i seem to have picked up off that youth lib post.

why do i give a shit about social media restrictions? well, i went to the library three months ago with my two teenage brothers to sign them up for new library cards (they just moved) and i was told that under 18s can't have a library card, even a restricted kids-books-only card, without a parent there in person to give consent.

that's fucked for abused kids for sure but that's also fucked for kids whose single mum works two jobs and can't get to the library while its open. and there is NO good reason for it except to appease parents who want to control what their kids can read.

people coming onto my posts telling me 'kids should just do X' have not actually looked into the possibility of doing what they are suggesting. kids now cannot do what you did when you were a teenager even a decade ago. abused kids, disabled kids or kids from low income families ESPECIALLY cannot do those things. they are running out of places to go.

interviews and studies with teenagers repeatedly prove that they WANT to hang out with their friends in real life, and it is getting harder and harder to do it. the internet is one of the only places they can all spend time together, unsupervised, without spending money or getting hassled or moved on by adults.

social media bans won't fix that. they won't even keep kids off social media. they're just going to make life harder for everyone, increase the amount of tracking and monitoring EVERYONE is subject to, and force kids to lie about what they're doing to any adults that actually DO give a shit about them.

LIKES TO CHARGE REBLOGS TO CAST

i Really love when two characters are really quite similar but in such a way that they just hate eachother onsight.. dog barking at a mirror type beef

Storm looks at his own hand and starts head bonking

Umbra (Live in Mexico City)

Ollie doesn't like to be picked up without his approval.

When I want to lift him, I say "scoop?" and give him a second to react- either stay still or move away- before making contact. If he pulls back and I grab him anyways, or if I don't give him enough time to react, he will tense up, give me a very distinctly-pitched "myEAh", and then bite me as soon as I put him down. This feels fair

*I* don't like having a bathroom buddy when I'm on the shitter. He's allowed to play in the bath or join me in the shower or cool off by laying his belly out over the top of the toilet tank, but if i need to use the pot, he's gotta wait outside.

NOW, when Ollie is in the bathroom when I need the toilet, I tell him "Privacy please", and it's 50/50 whether he'll deign to get up an leave, and he usually takes his sweet time doing it. If he takes too long to respond, I will say "scoop?", and then carry him to his perch outside.

There has never been a situation in which Ollie has been: occupying the bathroom while I needed the toilet, refusing to leave, and declining to be carried out.

Today I needed to use the toilet.

It was somewhat urgent.

I walked into the bathroom, where Ollie was hiding from the heat. I told him, "Privacy, please."

Remember that this was urgent.

Ollie did not vacate.

I asked again, to no affect. And so, because this was a time-sensitive mission, I told him, "scoop."

And then, perhaps just a little too hurriedly, picked him up.

I received three warnings of my fate in immediate succession.

1: Ollie tensed up from neck to butt, clenching his whole spine the way he does when he has been lifted without his consent. I knew then that I was going to be bit as soon as his feet hit a solid surface, as is custom.

2. Ollie said "myEAH!", an appropriate rebuke, and an expected one, but now with the gift of hindsight I feel as though I may recall a subtle undertone of panic.

3. Moving to set Ollie down and preparing to dodge, I felt his stomach under my hand and thought, "that's a bit firmer than normal". At this exact moment there was a gurgle.

Just as I was almost safe, my sweet and beautiful boy ripped absolute ass directly onto my chest and face, which was so alarming to all parties that he actually forgot his revenge bite and startled himself.

We are now sitting in silence on opposite sides of a bathroom door.

I cannot describe the atmosphere that this has created in our home