call me jean!

twenty something. they/them. neurodivergent queer / black / 18+ only. inbox is open for requests & comments appreciated

[key-pair]

in case folk outside the UK aren't abreast of our news, the British press just hounded a black academic to death

[key-pair]

a rough timeline of events (from memory, there may be inaccuracies, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong)

Cambridge professor of sociology Jason Arday is accused of plagiarism by another academic

the accuser is a "race realist" who believes that in a true meritocracy all university professors would be white. this is somehow not acknowledged much during the entire ordeal

this leads to several days of media coverage demanding an investigation, or that Arday is expelled from his post immediately

somehow this accusation that has no effect on the lives of 99.99% of the population becomes FRONT PAGE NEWS in all the newspapers for multiple days, above anything else happening in the UK or the world at large

following intense media scrutiny, Arday resigns his post as a Cambridge professor

today, august 14th, days after resigning, Arday is found dead at his home in Battersea

the British tabloid press remains, and will always be, fucking evil

[cantdrawtosavemylife]

Went to google more news about professor Jason Arday, and I swear to God the first two pages of research are rancid propaganda sites smearing the man's reputation, up to and including popular Brazilian news magazine Veja.

This article by professor Kehinde Andrews clarifies more about the story of racist harassment Arday has been suffering since he fucking got a teaching job at Cambridge in the first place, in 2023, as the FIRST Black professor in that fucking stupid institution, who sure is taking it's sweet time defending their worker, despite already fucking checking his work for plagiarism and saying he didn't do it:

https://www.voice-online.co.uk/opinion/comment/2026/08/07/ardays-resignation/

A dark agenda lies behind Jason Arday's resignation - Voice Online

Arday's resignation has reignited questions about race and who is truly accepted at the highest levels of British academia

Several of the academics who harassed this man into suicide do not seem to have suffered at all in their academic careers. Actually, Dave Harris, who lost his Emeritus title for his racist behavior back in 2024 (something the news only call "criticizing Critical Race Theory", instead of "sent racist emails to fellow black academics"), was defended by Plymouth University, where he used to work, and fucking got the title back earlier this year.

[cannibalgender]

A couple things about the above.

1. He wasn’t the first Black Professor at Cambridge, but he WAS the youngest X

2. He was ALSO autistic, and nonverbal for the first 11 years of his life X

The rest of the story unfolds pretty much as described. And he was a fucking Sociologist studying racial equity in schools and academia. They publicly bullied a black autistic man to suicide for being imperfect whilst asserting a place for blackness in academia.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[letshareapapou]

Me writing stuff for me

[conleches]

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

body language masterlist

a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

550 words to say instead of fuckin said

638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

some more body language help 

[bellero]

REBLOG TO SAVE A WRITER

[honey-on-your-tongue]

writer lifesaver omg

[theorist-fox]

btw when im editing and abandon a paragraph because i had an idea for another one, i always put placeholder words that i can find easily when i eventually go back to it, and this time i almost forgot to remove one

[userfish]

hey you 🫵 have you washed your water bottle lately? 🫵 it’s getting hot and mold is going to grow 🫵 wash it 🫵

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

every day I learn bot comments on ao3 are stooping lower and lower

anyway if you get a comment like this, chances are that they are bot and their goal is to do whatever it takes to get you to delete your work, most certainly (from what I’ve heard) it’s because they want to “safely” steal your work, use it to train their ai without you being able to rightfully claim ownership of your work since “there’s no proof that the work was stolen/was posted elsewhere first by you” because the original source has already been deleted.

THEY ARE ALL BOTS. at first it was “ao3 is deleting fics and your entire account will be affected unless you delete the fics yourself” then it was “this work contains contents that are illegal and they have already reported you and your fic to the police” (yes, that’s how desperate these bots are), and now it’s this.

report their comments to ao3 for spam—in this case, specifically, I think you may be able to report them for harassment too—and don’t pay attention to them, most importantly don’t delete your works, don’t feel discouraged by their comments. remember that they are bots and they mass comment something like this on people’s works at random to get people to delete their works. (or even if they’re not bot, they are still pathetic bullies who don’t deserve your time or attention.)

MORE ABOUT BOTS AND SCAMS PLAGUING AO3’S COMMENTS SECTION HERE

[slater-baby]

But the way I can totally see (and have been hopelessly imagining) an unhinged spitfire American woman absolutely ruining Simon’s life (in the best way possible).

Thank uuuuu Slater <333 I can’t wait to see what you have up your sleeves!

BRO FR!!!!! Sometimes, the British-American divide can get overused in fanfics, but!!! In some specific instances, a healthy dose of barbecue, Jif Peanut Butter, and good ol’ American flags can bring a man to his knees 😤

For real? If there was a spitfire American girl to drag him around the states, taking him to all the stupid sight-seeing spots he never wanted to go to, you can bet your ass he’d let her lead him around by his hand with a smile on his face.

Because he never thought he’d be stuck on a boat watching fireworks in some backwater Mississippi mud hole, but here he is now. And when your girl pushes you into a lawn chair, shoves a beer in your hand, and tells you (threatens you) to sit there and enjoy the 4th with the rest of them, you’d damn well do it. Trust him. He knows.

Because last Fourth of July ended up with his pretty girl half drunk in a still-soaking bathing suit, giving him the cold shoulder after he made one (1) poorly timed 1776 joke that turned into a party-wide debate.

That, and it ended with the two of them missing the firework show.

(NSFW below cut)

Because he’d followed her around the party until she had no choice but to speak to him. Until the heat in her body overcame the still-simmering annoyance she felt.

Until he’d had her pressed up against the wall in the darkened entryway of their friend’s lake house, bikini bottoms around her knees, his cock pushing in and out of her slick cunt, while he whispers hushed apologies in her ear with every sharp thrust.

And even when she’s moaning his name, ass spanked raw and red, she still has the audacity to pretend to be mad at him.

“C’mon, love,” he whispers, “I said I was sorry, yeah? Can’t still be mad at me, can ‘ya?”

Her nails dig into his wrist in warning, but she still pushes her ass back onto his cock anyway. He has to resist scoffing at her own hypocrisy.

“I can,” she seethes, “I’m still mad at you, Simon.”

“Mm,” he reaches down to swipe a finger over her clit, “What’ll make it better, love? Tell me. Need me to fuck you harder? Fuck you faster? Need me to get on my knees for you? Show you how sorry I really am? Tell me, love. Tell me and I promise I’ll make it better.”

Some strangled noise leaves her mouth, and she bites her lip. Her eyes are still angry when she turns to him, but something so demure and desperate collects inside of her. And when she opens to mouth to speak in that pretty accent he’d only ever heard in the movies until now, he’ll be damned if he says no.

“Need you to…” she trails off, a little to desperate to be coherent, “Need you on your knees, Simon. Please.”

“There we go. That’s it, love,” he grabs a handful of her ass, “Sayin’ please ‘n everything. Wasn’t too hard, now was it?”

“Don’t push your luck,” she quips.

“Wouldn’t dare, love. I said I was sorry, didn’t I?”

She purses her lip gloss colored lips, pressing a hand to his shoulder to push him to his knees. And when he gets down right in front of her, that stupid American flag bikini front and center on her beautiful body (it was supposed to be a joke), he’s harder than he can ever remember being in his fucking life.

“Then prove it,” she tells him, yanking on his hair.

And by god he does.

Because he might be the one wearing the pants, but his little spitfire has always been the one in charge. Needless to say, he lost his peace of mind way back in England, and he’ll probably never get it back.

[slater-baby]

Happy 4th y’all I forgot this little piece existed until I looked back through my master list lmao

[owwllly]

gojo and his miiuse

[miscling]

your erotica doesn't need to align with your principles. you can find something hot and not believe it should be the way of things. you can play out dynamics in kink that shouldn't be replicated societally. what gets you going is not an indictment of your character

[bunnis-yanderes]

Yandere that’s in LOVE with the idea of knocking you up and watching your belly swell with his seed, but loathes the idea of a little parasite growing inside his darling and stealing precious attention away from him.

[beardedmrbean]

[theman]

I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

[tattooedzombigirl]

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

[imanutcase-10]

Then bring me luck

[thirddeadlysin]

the day after I posted this last time I was notified that I was selected for a really cool mentorship gig and got an unrelated glowing review at work

[icantbearsedtothinkofone]

Hey Potato, cure my -ing cold so I can have a good time while away.

[dduane]

Here's the potato. Make what use of it you will. :)

[cangelala]

God I need this so bad for my Midterm so please let this work again for me.

[skwangmbyul]

I could use some luck

[lanadelreysghost]

in waiting on college acceptance letters. PLEASE GOLD POTATO.

[honey-on-your-tongue]

I figure there's no harm in trying lol

[charthinksalotte]

Everything on repeat 🔁🤍

[oh-dear-moon-give-me-a-kiss]

Oh my dear Lord

[kamiflix]

@yenayaps LOOK. 😳

[rawme-price]

No thoughts just ghost with a hyposensitive!reader...

It's embarrassing, something you avoided talking with Simon about even though you know you should. How you just...don't feel as much down there as you should. Fingers hardly do anything for you, and even vibrators need a bit of a rough hand to really get you off.

Most men you've been with didn't exactly...take well to the news.

Which is why ghost's reaction shocked you so much. When you told him it'd likely take hours to get you off if he decided to use his mouth like he wanted, you expect him to scoff or get defensive.

You don't expect the growled "fuckin' perfect, love." Before he hauled you to the bedroom.

Which is how you learn that ghost can genuinely spend hours with his face shoved between your thighs, lapping and sucking at you more for his own enjoyment than anything. The first time he spent so long sucking on your clit, fingers rubbing inside you, that by the time you finally rolled into your first orgasm his fingers had pruned.

Now it's like a routine to destress.

Ghost pops in his earbuds, picks a nice Playlist, and gets to work, meanwhile you spend a few hours reading the new romance book gaz recommended. He spends hours eating you, savoring you. Sometimes you don't cum, just enjoy the sensations, but it's always good. Ghost doesn't make you feel ashamed or bad because you don't act how others think you should.

....the fact he almost always walks away with three loads in his boxers from humping the cushions is an added plus.

[hijkio]

Zuko

[obzituary]

i don't think simon really cares about traditional gender roles, he doesn't want to force you into being some sort of picture-perfect housewife, doesn't want you to be unhappy slaving away over a stove all of your married life. he doesn't think you should have to clean or cook for him, but if you want to, why would he complain?

he likes to do little things around the house, repairing stubborn outlets and light switches, fixing the plumbing, tending to your car. he mows the lawn for you, not because you can't do it, but because why should you have to? he's right there.

why would you lift a finger? why would you soil those soft hands when he's got far more blood staining his? not to mention the nerve damage. not that he'd say it like that. he doesn't mind getting his hands dirty so long as yours stay clean.

and don't even think of suggesting splitting the bill.

[havinganormalone]

Fanfiction is insane. You can write porn so good you make friends.