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The government is asking for public comments on whether banks should be able to deny you from buying legal goods at their own whim (i.e. how they're cracking down on art, Substar, itch, Patreon, etc)

This is your chance to tell them directly that you don't want to be told how to spend your money:

✨ Guidance on submitting an effective comment per the Free Speeh Coalition via ECR News:

"YES it's a good idea to comment on this as ero creatives. the FSC is also submitting a comment. Summarized advice from the FSC (from their lobbyists) was that you should tell your story/explain why the issue is important to you, and – most importantly – clearly say what you want the Fed to do about it. In this case, eliminating "reputation risk" from the Board's supervisory programs."

Before anyone suspects this is only going to benefit republican institutions, remember that last year the OCC specifically named adult industries as a sector facing unfair debankment.

“shane and ilya’s wedding song was diamonds by rihanna” uh im pretty sure it was the moana soundtrack? as evidenced by these book screenshots my sister sent me:

“Yes, hello. Umm, you know the crazy knife-wielding guy that’s been all over the news?”

“Yes, Sir? Do you have information for us?”

“Uh… yeah. Last seen about a block away from the Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center. He’s about 5’11, wearing all black clothes, but his hoodie has a red circle in the middle, kinda smells like moldy cheese, and his weapon is actually a six-inch serrated knife.”

The dispatcher on the other line paused. “Sir.” She said gently, her words soft and slow. “How do you know this? Are you okay?”

Dennis pauses and takes a moment to answer. “Oh… he got me.”

“He… got you?” Furious typing on her end. “Sir, does that mean you’ve been stabbed?”

Dennis nodded before remembering this was a phone call, and she couldn’t see him. “Yup. Twice cause I wouldn’t go down after the first one. No biggie. Ha.” He immediately regrets trying to make a joke and laugh, his side burning in a way he’s never felt before.

As he shuffles through the alleyway, his foot accidentally hits a metal trash can, causing a loud bang that reverberates painfully through his skull.

“A-are you moving? Please try to stay in place if you’re in a safe area! And-“

“Put pressure on the wound, I know, I’m a doctor.” Whitaker interrupted, wincing slightly from not only the debilitating pain but from how egotistical that sentence sounded.

“Sir-“

“Don’t worry, I actually work in the ER, so I’m just gonna walk myself over there.” Dennis tries to reassure the lady, taking a moment to pause and lean against the side of a building. All the movement he was doing was really increasing the burn; it didn't help that he had to put himself in more pain by putting pressure on the wounds.

“It’s funny cause I just got out of work and the only reason I’m walking is cause my roommate has a date and couldn’t drive me. My roommate also works with me, by the way… I don’t know why I’m telling you this.”

“Sir, please wait until I call an ambulance for you-“

“Oh no, thank you!” Dennis quickly said. “I can barely afford new clothes, an ambulance would put me under way faster than my stab wounds.”

That was kinda funny, even if it was the truth.

“Okay… I can see the ER, so I’m gonna hang up now. Umm, thank you for…” Dennis grunted, his words slurred slightly. He was too tired to continue speaking, his vision starting to blur around the edges, and his entire body was buzzing unnaturally.

He hung up his phone, his ears ringing too loudly to understand what the dispatcher was shouting from the other side, and stumbled through the ambulance bay.

It was an honest miracle that Dennis managed to stumble his way to the Hub, a trail of blood following his every stumbling step. His side no longer hurt, but his hand was getting numb from trying to press on two separate stab wounds.

Oh, looks like Robby was still doing the handoff to Jack. His boyfriends' looked so cute talking to each other, even if he couldn’t really make out their faces, and their bodies looked wiggly. And Dana was also there? It was getting hard to tell the different-sized blobs apart.

It looked like the day shift was still there, which made sense. Dennis did make sure to leave a little earlier for his walk home.

Suddenly, a blob that suspiciously sounded like Trinity but was underwater rushed toward him just as his body was giving out.

“Sorry… got… stabbed.” Dennis groaned, blood suddenly bubbling up past his lips. Shit, an injury to his lung. That was not ideal in the slightest.

“Hey, Whit, stay with me, man.” Dennis blinked, surprised by the sudden appearance of Langdon right before him. He could’ve sworn it was only Trinity around him. Now there are so many familiar blobs.

Mel, Mohan, Donnie, McKay, and even Victoria happened to be there. Which was weird cause he was only 23% sure night shift would have already started. Or maybe not. Time was slipping away from him.

He blinked again, and suddenly Dana was holding his hand, gently cupping his cheek and looking down at him with a strained smile. He could feel his body moving, so he must’ve been on a gurney.

Another blink.

Robby and Jack never looked good when they worried; it was his least favorite expression from them. He gurgled, wanting to reach out to them, but his body wasn’t responding.

“Shh, baby.” Jack turns and immediately comes to his side, Robby following seconds later. “You’re gonna be okay. Everyone’s gonna take great care of you. You've got some pretty hefty damage going on.”

“We’re gonna have to intubate you, love.” Robby’s voice sounded rough, as if he were doing the best he could to stop himself from crying. “You’re gonna be okay, you’re our fighter, Den.”

“I’m so sorry, Dennis.” Oh. Trinity was also there. Why was she crying? She hates crying.

“I-I should’ve just driven you. Fuck-! I’m so sorry. You better fucking wake up after this, you hear me? I’ll never fucking forgive myself if you don’t.” Dennis could feel light pressure on his hand; maybe Trinity was squeezing it, and he did his best to squeeze back.

Trinity let out a soft, wet laugh, feeling the light flutter of his hand trying to reciprocate, before looking up at the two attendings and nodding.

Dennis felt a small prick before exhaustion took over. Anesthesia before intubation. He was going under. He was getting put on oxygen because one of his stab wounds, or maybe both, pierced his lung and caused damage. He was going to have intensive surgery.

Fuck, he really hoped he would wake up.

hmm I had to read this like three times and then go read ops tags but now it’s hitting me and it’s hitting me hard I always loved the body switch aspect—but not bc I genuinely like it it’s so angsty and uncomfortable and honestly traumatic. wwx was given life again to complete something and then he goes and continues to live a life ‘his’ body was never going to experience and this art is so spot on and yes yes yes incredible. Bc does wwx ever have mornings where he forgets who he is. Bc he knows his mind but that’s all he has now. the same way mxy’s body was never meant to have this life w lwj wwx’s body will never experience life w lwj. anywho that was my rant. op I share your feelings about this and I’m also in love with this art tysm (via @sm-pclnr)

I think about this a lot how uncomfortable it would be to not have your own body how wrong it would feel and to miss your old one class and all I also wonder how lwj feels who is obviously just happy to have wwx back the man you fell in love with just has a new body… like that would be… weird (via @ashayxm)

mo xuanyu (in body if not in spirit!) one of the major things i dislike abt cql is a complete disregard of wwx being in a different body like… coming to terms w/ yourself after you’ve been dead for ~13 years plus you’re in a different body?? anyway op this is beautiful i haven’t stopped thinking about it for like 4 days nwo (via @godkilling)

OH WOW OH WOW I AGREE W/ GODKILLING’S TAGS THAT IT’S SUCH A SHAME THAT CQL DOESN’T MENTION WWX HAVING A NEW BODY LIKE. THEY COULD HAVE LOOKED STRIKINGLY SIMILAR. THAT’S FINE. BUT MAYBE THEY COULD’VE HAD DIFFERENT WIGS. CONTACTS. A FEW PASSING COMMENTS ABOUT SIMILARITIES AND DIFFERENCES. IT’D HAVE BEEN SATISFYING EVEN WITH XIAO ZHAN PLAYING THE ROLE THROUGHOUT ANYWAY… THIS… UGH OP YOU’RE KILLING ME THANK YOU (via @qinghe-s)

oh wow this makes me so sad but hdbdhd so true actually I think mxy would be happy for him either way wwx completed his revenge and then lived the life mo xuanyu would have wanted but never would have (via @anxious-witch)

he’s never going to question it / but i do if i stay still if i don’t speak but then i speak and i move and he smiles oh the pain and poetry this is such a beautiful comic and the lyrical way the text is written absolutely amazing this is also just such an important topic i love the way wwx acknowledges a difference between how he and lwj perceive his/mxy’s body also the underlying current of guilt about being broight back for a reason and now using this chance to be happy and to literally use the body to be with lwj most chilling favourite also has to be i’m still you it’s both beautiful for how lwj recognises wwx in the things that are almost unperceivably yet distinctly his the actions he actively does but the horror behind the fact that when he wakes up and doesn’t move yet there is each morning the off-chance that this is mxy again just… i love this and the hands obviously are beautiful and a great symbolic focus for this theme (via @moniazalea)

this is wow the dissonance of not knowing who you are in a stranger’s body until ur reminded by the one who knows you like yeah lwj would know him even in a different body he knew him ok time to lay down (via @vilinglaozu)

So i showed her a picture of Ilona Maher from this week's episode.

Her response:

"Thigh. Thigh. Thigh. Thigh. Thigh."

#please know that Ilona went to the designer and asked to be as naked as possible because she wanted to feel her best#she said all the other girls get to be in pretty revealing costumes and she wanted the same without worrying about her body type#she wanted to celebrate it the same way they celebrated the other girls because she loves her body and has fought her own dysmorphia#AND!! it was to celebrate with her teammates and the strength of athletic womanhood that often gets overlooked#if you struggle with dysmorphia she was thinking of you 💕