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this is so mean but sometimes i see published writing and suddenly no longer feel insecure about my own writing ability. like well okay that got published so im guessing i dont have much to worry about

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Neocities: An excited discovery for me, The Archeologist of the Old Internet ✨️

Hello everyone, today I want to share this discovery of mine for all of you who are missing the Geocities. This project called Neocities is a social network with free hosting to create sites and blogs, exactly what Geocities was.

This project is not new, it was created in 2013, but I only found out about it because of a discussion on Twitter about how social media nowadays sucks and people in the comments were giving alternatives and a blessed person mentioned this project.

I certainly haven't had a blog/website in almost a decade, but a blog/website hosted on Geocities must be over a decade, so I definitely want to join the community. One of the things I liked to know is that a lot of people actively use Neocities and even young people who haven't had contact with Geocities are using it.

I just haven't created it yet because.... I don't really know what I want to do with it. I like a lot of things, I like to talk about a lot of things, so I really don't know lmao.

Well, that's it. An alternative for those who want to go back to what social media was like in the 90s/00s and a chance for nostalgic people to remember what it was like to use Geocities to connect with people. Speaking of which... hey Neocities! 👋 what if... you sponsor me!✨️ Just saying... you know, just giving a friendly suggestion...

~ The Archeologist

@erendeer I'm glad people are saying it more. Growing up, it was hard to choose what opinions and ideas to support and rally after until I learnt to think and analyse. I used to think that the actual idea of feminism is about fighting for women's right, it changed when I learnt we're all allowed to expand our ideals rather than be limited by what the majority stands for. Now, my feminism stands for rights for everyone, an existence for everyone where they don't have some basic facilities because it's not normative behaviour- be it Trans-men's reproductive rights, women's rights for bodily autonomy, men's rights to an openly emotional existence; hell I'm up for anybody's right to a fundamentally humane existence.

Something I've observed is that bold challanges regarding rights related to gender make people react.... righteously indignant. And being threatened by the word 'rights' is the prime reason. 'Rights' provide personal choices to people, choices that allow them self expression; but 'Rights' aren't seen as such, not always.

I'm not a conservative, never have been. So I wasn't scared of 'rights' ever, but I will admit rights and men in the same sentence did scare me for a while, only because I was equating all men to the hardcore conservative assholes (just like many men equate all feminists to radical feminists). And giving such men more rights didn't seem safe. But I learnt how wrong I was, how many nuanced personalities men have too.

It's helpful to see people around you as humans rather than just men, women, trans or any other gender. Seeing them as humans allow us to empathize better, and be different that what we stand against.

You know what? Fuck you. I am a "men's rights activist."

I'm for trans men having gender-affirming marks on identification and paperwork and still being able to access OBGYN and pregnancy care, and contraceptives.

I'm for all men's restrooms including baby changing stations, because fathers exist and need to change their babies.

I'm for black men having a voice and being seen and heard, and not assumed to be predators for being both black and men.

I'm for fathers gaining custody of their children in the face of a court system which favors the mother, stating that a child should "never be without their mother," granting custody to even the abusive mothers while taking it away from their fathers.

I'm for boys receiving both 'boy' sex education and 'girl' sex education, so they know how periods and pregnancy actually work.

I'm for boys and men giving and receiving emotional checkups, hugs, and everything soft because boys and men both deserve softness. Boys and men deserve to express their emotions healthily. To know how to express emotions healthily.

Men deserve access to care, patience, love and kindness.

@bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky I had to try👀

Pairing: Soft! Bucky × fem reader! Pregnant

Summary: it's been a good three months since you broke up with your asshole of a boyfriend. Almost 4 months pregnant and working from home leaves you little time to indulge in your cravings but when you smell a divine smell from the next door new neighbour whom you haven't even seen yet, you can't help but go ask for some. Who can stop a pregnant woman from eating what she wants?!

If this isn't hell, what is?! This smell has been taunting you for over a good 30 minutes and you're loosing your mind! Maybe you can go and ask for some. You can't just barge in for food like that! But you can't leave it alone either. So ofcourse, like a good lil' pregnant woman you had to go and bother the nice neighbours. How do I know which neighbours? Well, what do you think I've been doing for the past 30 minutes?! Snooping, of course.

Two knocks and a little bang later, Bucky sighs and finally leaves his cooking to go see who's at the door. He would've never expected a gorgeous but panicked and pregnant young woman standing there with a plate. The moment he opened his door, in proper american terms, you literally went off your rocker.

"Ummh, I was just going to knock once but then you didn't come so I knocked again and then I got anxious, cause like I have bad anxiety, like bad bad anxiety and so I just kicked the door once, sorry about the kick though. I just wa-"

"Hey, hey. It's okay, just breathe. You're okay, alright?"

You nod slowly with a sigh of relief and then smile sheepishly.

"Sorry about that. Uhmm, I just smelled something really good and I had to come ask for some of it! What is it that you're making?"

Bucky laughs softly. Hearing you talk like that about nice and mudane things, oh, he's missed this normal interaction. Ever since he's shifted, he has been couped up in his own apartment for over a week now, and then all of a sudden, this adorable babe comes asking for a helping of his latkes and the world feels warm again.

"Of course, I'll get you some. You wanna come in and see?"

You nod in excitment. Oh! He's very nice, way nicer than your shit piece of a boyfriend. You trod after him slowly, looking around only to find a simple apartment with not much of a personal touch. Frowning a little, you keep pace with your neighbour.

"I'm making latkes actually, they're simply put, potato pancakes, like fritters. C'mon, I can give you some for yourselves and your husband."

Bucky hums softly putting the latkes on your plate but when he looks up he sees you fidgeting and staring at the wall behind his head.

"Hey, you okay? Did I say something wrong?"

You swallow thickly to avoid crying. Pregnancy hormones suck! Clearing your throat you mention.

"I don't have any husband. I threw my last boyfriend's clothes in the building trashcan three months ago.", finishing with your clarification, you smile a wide one.

Bucky tries to hide his surprise at her revelations, you certainly sounds happy to have thrown the clothes in trashcan, he won't ruin it for you by asking useless questions.

He smiles back at you and says softly, "My bad. Then I gues it's more for you and the little one, eh?"

It was a fun evening for you. Eating a full plate of latkes and watching shows. A good end to the weekend you'd even say. But this morning has been annoying as fuck. Having a deadline to meet is already work enough, but now you've to do your laundry too because of course, you forgot to do it this weekend!

You huff and kick the dryer in irritation. Just bloody speed up, you little tin can!

"Are you planning to break it, doll?"

You gasp and turn around quickly. Your new neighbour looks good in almost everything. And right now he's looking very good in a black shirt and blue jeans. As you both stare at each other, for some reason you both start laughing.

"I'm Bucky by the way, you were more focused on the latkes yesterday, we didn't get to sharing names at all."

You flush at that but you know he's right. So, you chuckle and offer your name.

"That's a lovely name, doll. You look like you almost done with all that. What me to carry them up the stairs for you?"

"No, it's okay. I'll..", looking at the laundry basket you sigh, "...do it myself."

Bucky has never seen someone so adorable. The way she's so full of expressions and life, it's beautiful. He smiles softly, something he's been doing a lot since yesterday evening, and offers again.

"Hey, I live next door. It's no bother at all, unless you don't wanna walk with me?", he teases lightly.

You smile but give in easily.

It's been a good 3 weeks since you've known Bucky and you two are almost always spending your free time together. He cooks for you often saying he likes to cook anyway. You both have been have become really good friends and you live every second of it.

Her name's Kristen. Her eyes remind you of your mother so much that the name seems too fitting. Bucky's been a great help. You've come to trust him so much so that for the past two month since Kristen's birth he's even been sleeping on your couch often to help with the baby. You two are friends, but the amount of trust, feelings and care you both have for each other seems more than platonic. You've seen Bucky look at you and Kristen like you both are his whole world and frankly he's a big part of yours too.

"She's sleeping?"

"Yes, just put her to bed. How are you?"

"I'm alright, doll. Are you tired?", when you shake your head he continues, "here, I though I'd bring dinner. It's been long since you had latkes, don't you think?", he smiles lazily.

You chuckle and nod excitedly.

"How's the article coming along, doll? Made any progress?"

"Wish I did. I just need to uncoil you know? I've just been too tense for last few weeks." , and really horny but I can't say that to you just like that, can I?

Bucky looks at you intensely and hums audibly. You stare back, effortlessly and he looks away while walking to the kitchen counter with a small secretive smile. These staring matches have been getting frequent since the last month, sharing the apartment at frequent intervals has changed something between you two and given the stares, you both know it too.

Taking out the plates you put them on the table, all the while Bucky's watching you intensely and you know it. He comes towards you, still staring, but ends up taking out the sauce from the refrigerator beside you.

You are about to open the container to serve the latkes when suddenly his hand brushes yours as he puts the bottle of sauce beside the plates.

You freeze, breathing in sharply. Bucky's still watching you carefully, although the little smirk tells he did that on purpose; but you already know that, don't you?

"What are you trying, Bucky?"

"What, doll? Something the matter?", he smirk grows as he plays pretend.

Weeks of tension and suppressed sexual desire make you throw out caution right out of the bloody window. You pull him by his hair and kiss him roughly, all the while Bucky's participating eagerly.

Without wasting anytime, you both undress each other rapidly as he guides you to the couch, still kissing you deeply. Long minutes of hot passion, moaning, withering and grinding later, you pant harshly and mention "Condom?"

As Bucky extends his hand to bring his pants near, you bite his left cheek softly, "You had this planned you bastard, didn't you?"

He laughs roughly taking out the condom, "I've had enough of the staring, doll. Had to nudge you a little, love."

You both laugh softly as he rolls the condom over. Moaning into his skin as he enters you think, maybe you've finally reached you're happy ending, before loosing your mind to the inescapable passion again.

I would love a very pregnant reader (single, shit ex is out of picture for good) to smell something SO amazing her neighbor is making, her hormones cant hold her back she HAS to know what hes making. She waddles over with a little plate and shyly knocks on his door to ask for a little taste. Bucky thinks shes the most adorable thing hes ever seen as she waddles back to her place, content with his generous portion. It starts off as sweet and platonic and develops into a loving relationship where they also have their own babies together as well

Hi there!

Such a cute premise but I don’t write about pregnancy- sorry!

@iguanamouth this is a masterpiece 😭🤍✨

MOOD- THIS WEEK;

Starting Wave optics from Physics (Pearson) by James S. Walker, today for revision and extra study.

Got myself a collective PDF of Anne Rice's "The Vampire Chronicles".

October 18, 2022 | 🍁

I created my first politics exam and I have to admit it was a little challenging. But I’ve been grading them and my students did really well! Otherwise, I’ve been spending a lot of time question my life and my career choice and October was, truthfully, filled with lots of tears. I’ve been having a very hard time, which is the reason I’m posting all my October content late. 

Turning TumblrTextTint Into An Extension - Part 2

I finally did it!

I told myself around a month ago when I completed my TumblrTextTint web app that I would make an extension so it would be easier for users to access the text formatter since using an extension is better than going to the actual page everytime you want to get the code!

It was difficult at first because I just thought "I'll just use the same HTML, CSS and JavaScript code I used for the webpage verison, now for the extension!"... but that didn't work properly so I had to take time to alter the code everywhere so it could fit in a small little box... and then the JavaScript code wasn't working so I had to fix that too 😅💔

Overall an unique but not so unqie experince! Now I will try and figure out how to upload for other people to use on Firefox's Add-ons!

SEXY BOOKS AND ALL....

Looks sexy, doesn't it?

If only I could read it as well.....