Sirius: What If The Earth Was Flat?

Deleting accounts

So about a week ago I noticed how many emails I was getting from websites I had accounts on that I never used so I started to try and delete some of them. Bc some companies decide to make it complicated this is how I deleted some of my accounts.

Goodreads

They don't have any links to click at the bottom of their email so you have to google goodreads, sign in, go to settings, click account preferences (I think), and scroll all the way down. Then there is a small red text "that says delete my account" click it, confirm your choice and you are done.

Candy

(this is for the ticket thing not candy crush)

There is no button to delete your account. If you google it they will tell you to email them a request, don't do that. I did and gmail just told me that there was no email address under that. Instead go to this link

Or click the little question mark in the top right corner and click submit a request. Then once you are on the request page fill that out and submit it. Then you will get an email saying they have gotten your email and that they generally respond in 1 business day. They havn't responded to me yet so I don't know how easy it actually it.

Electronic Arts

There is no button to delete your account. You have to email them. I was looking at the discussion board and several people were complaining that they emailed and have to confirm their identity and then get another email and have to confirm it all over again. The answer for that question and when you google it is the same thing and basically useless. I haven't emailed them get because of this.

Hero Forge

For this one there is nothing on their site or even the request page. A quick google seach will tell you to email Support@HeroForge.com and provide the email used. I did just that and I got a email saying that they have received it and it will take 1 or 2 business days.

This is your reminder to delete accounts you don't use. Also I'm not saying this is completing accurate, if anyone know a better way to delete accounts pls tell us. Defiantly expect more of these and if people want to share how to delete accounts on other site pls do.

Please for the love of everything holy and unholy think of a better conspiracy theory than the Meg still existing. Believe in ghost or aliens or that whatever famous celebrity is dead for all I care. BUT THE MEG IS EXTINCT AND HAS BEEN FOR AWHILE

Omg yes! I would die for any regulus content

Do we want a vampire!regulus fic up tonight??

oh my gosh you have GOT to be more inclusive for gn / male!readers. if you tag your fic as gender neutral but use “princess” or any feminine terms i hate you

You know what I love the most about fandom? We all get to depict and do all type of versions of the same character.

We ALL can do what we want.

Do you know what would be even better? If we all could be nice and respectful about that.

Something genocide enjoyers don't get is that I will never support their genocide because it's a genocide. It's also something a lot of people who try to UwUify genocide victims don't get.

I don't care if the majority of Palestine is horribly bigoted.

I don't care if the majority of Palestine supports far right extremists like hamas.

I don't care if Palestine struck first.

This genocide isn't wrong because it hurts a culture I like, this genocide is wrong on the basis of it being a genocide. It is not that Palestine didn't deserve it, it's that nobody deserves that. Human rights are not privileges.

This isn't even just Palestine. Genocide enjoyers who are tankies will mention Ukrainian nazis, or genocide enjoyers who are catholic will mention Aztec human sacrifices, and these are not things I care about. They are not arguments I care about, because they presuppose there is a case where genocide is justified.

You have to look beyond the small scale case of not supporting a single genocide, and move to not supporting genocide as ever being an acceptable action.

Last winter in Hogsmeade ❄️🤍

'Fuck.'

It had been just two nights since you'd given him head in the dark of his dorm room, and Bakugo hadn't been able to rid his mind of the sensation ever since.

He knew it was stupid to even agree to it. You were the one girl in class he felt comfortable enough to talk about anything with. Be it grades, his fears and even more sexual topics. It also helped that he knew you wouldn't ever judge him for anything.

You were his closest friend; more so than Kirishima. And he liked that... he liked that he has someone he could trust with his life, someone he could relate with so effortlessly.

And you felt the same way with him. You told him everything; every little secret, every dirty detail, and he never laughed or judged.

Which was why you both were in his room, many hours past his bedtime, sitting opposite each other on his bed as you recounted your most recent almost-sexual endeavor.

"-and it was so awkward cause it was just hanging there in my face and I didn't know what to do." You groaned out, with your body hunched over, face covered with your palms as you recounted your experience in the school's storage room with a General Studies boy you'd been seeing casually.

Bakugo chuckled at your demeanor from where he was. "Yeah then maybe you should have stopped him when you saw him undoing his fucking belt."

You glared at him through the cracks between your fingers.

"Seriously," he laughed. "If you didn't wanna give him head, you should have told him the moment you entered the closet."

You groaned and fell back unto his bed. "The thing is I want to do it."

You turned your head to stare up at Bakugo.

"So why didn't you?"

You groaned again. "I don't know. I mean... look, I wanna be able to make the guy I like feel good, you understand. And I really thought I wanted to give him head, but then he was pulling his jeans down- and I was getting cold feet and then he pulled down his boxers and I wanted to run away right then....

"But I pushed through- and I got down... and it was just staring at my face and-"

"Maybe you just don't wanna do it." Bakugo raised his brow, cutting you off from your rambling.

You frowned. "Maybe. I mean, I think about giving head...and I wanna do it, and then I get an opportunity and I panic. You're probably right."

There was silence for a moment, before Bakugo shifted in his position, pulling his knees higher up, closer to his body, and leaning his forward.

"Or maybe... you don't wanna do it with him."

You furrowed your brows. "Meaning..? I don't really like him or what?"

Bakugo shrugged, "I mean, do you?"

You began sitting up. "Don't I?"

"Come on, Y/N." He raised a brow, giving you an unimpressed look, "You don't even text him unless he texts you."

"Yeah because he's always texting me."

"See! You even say it like you're frustrated." Bakugo jutted his arms out at you.

You paused, sitting up and pondering it.

Bakugo groaned. "Listen, I know you, okay? You- frankly, you're horny... more so than most people-"

You scowled at him.

"-and the fact that you don't even let him put his hands under your fucking skirt most times should tell you that you're probably not all that sexually attracted to him."

You stared at Bakugo, eyes narrowed as you began to see his point. "I guess you're on to something."

"Look," he began, "I honestly think you're just with him because of how aggressively he pursued you. And that's fucking dumb."

You pouted. "I guess... so now I have to find someone else to practice head with."

"Why do you wanna learn how to give head?" He laughed.

"Cause the girls were talking about giving head one time and I wanna be able to join in conversations." I groaned out, exasperated, and flopped back unto your back.

Bakugo took a moment to look you over, before adjusting his shorts and clearing his throat.

"I can give you pointers if you want."

Silence.

"What?" You mumbled, sitting back up, with your weight on your palms and narrowing your eyes at him.

He scowled at you. "I'm not repeating myself."

You rolled your eyes and hissed at his stubbornness. "You idiot."

"But..." You started slowly. "If you're offering to give me tips on sucking dick, I don't mind."

He shifted a bit. "Yeah... well- it'll only work if you're sexually attracted to me. If not, it'll just be like with that guy earlier- and shit would be awkward." He was looking away now.

"Wanna find out?"

And that was how he found himself heaving against his headboard with his shorts and boxers flung at the far end of his bed.

"Shitshit- fuck Y/N."

His hands were fisted into your hair, knees raised in the hair and thighs spread on either side of your head, as you laid on your stomach before him, nose pressed into his dark blonde pubic hair and lips wrapped tightly around his dick.

His eyes were blown wide, lips parted as grunts forced their way out his mouth.

It was just bordering on too much; the sensation of your mouth, and he'd suddenly realised how seriously you'd taken his analogy.

-"Consider it a bottle of smoothie or something, and there's that chunk that can't pass through the bottle mouth properly, so you're trying to suck it out." He'd said, holding his already hard dick against your cheek.

"That sounds stupid, Katsuki." You retorted, as you scowled up at him.

"That's the best I got, I ain't some sex therapist, okay!"-

"Oh shit- you're good," he groaned out, head thrown back and thighs quivering. "Fuck- fuck! Fuck, you're fucking good, baby. Just like that, yeah..!"

His grip on your hair tightened, pushing you down on his dick so he could feel the sliding of your tongue on his shaft as he dipped into your throat.

It didn't help that you were drooling all over him- and yourself-, your hand cupping his balls and squeezing softly.

He was going into overdrive, thrusting up unto your mouth, his eyes rolling back as he slipped down your throat over and over again, and he moaned as he felt you gag, your throat constricting against his tip.

He brought his head forward to peek over at you.

"Slut," he groaned out, eyeing your positioning; one hand infront of you, playing with his balls, and the other stretched underneath your body, fingers dipping into your sleepshorts. "You fucking slut- you like this shit, don't you?"

You moaned around his dick, vibrations coursing round his veins and your eyes looking up to meet his; lids hanging heavy and pupils blown out as you sucked on his cock.

He came heavy- hard. With spasming thighs and choked out groans as he spurted his seed down your throat.

It was a lot... too much. He kept spurting out his cum and his sight was blurry as he looked at you.

Now he couldn't look at you without remembering your stupid, fucked expression when you were between his legs. And it's weird, because all you're doing is grinning an Sato as you hover around him whilst he bakes.

It's stupid. He knows it is.

You don't even like him that way.

the thing that gets me about about barbie is that barbie land wasn’t even purposefully a matriarchy, barbie land came about because of the way little girls were playing with their barbies, it wasn’t created by mattel it was created by the people using the toys, so the fact that the barbies ignored the ken’s and had girls night every night wasn’t because they had some bias against him, it was just an accurate depiction of how kids play with barbies. I had some ken dolls as a child and they were essential to the plot in the sense that of course my barbie has a boyfriend because that represented the world i saw around me, but also he didn’t have any purpose in my dream world because i was only interested in what the girls were doing because they represented me and how i wanted to be, I wanted girls night every night I wanted the girls to be president and austronauts and not because of some inherent feminist idea but because I was a girl and I wasn’t thinking about boys, ken was an accessory. this movie wasn’t made to change the world but it showed a different perspective than what we usually see which I thought was fun. Men don’t have to be the centre of all our stories and its not even because we hate them, sometimes we’re just not thinking about them