a.i. artificial insemination

The Foxes as things my roommates have said
  • Renee: (when asked if she could beat us in a fight) Well I didn't want to brag but I could destroy all of you.
  • Kevin: I have training in the morning but that's for sober me to worry about.
  • Andrew: I only like two things in life: being gay and getting into fights. And I just got done being gay.
  • Aaron: I'm going to the library. If you see me there, please pretend you didn't.
  • Nicky: oh man you're heterosexual? what a shame. what a fucking shame.
  • Dan: My mom was artificially inseminated. I didn't need a man to be born and I don't need one now.
  • Matt: You guys are my friends and I love you but you're fucking idiots.
  • Neil: I'm starting to realize I didn't have a happy childhood. Should I, like, see a therapist or something?
  • Allison: I'd invite you to thanksgiving at my family's summer home in Vermont but I can't let you see me and my family wear matching polo shirts and khakis
  • Bonus from my RA:
  • David: I want you all to consider me a friend! But also remember that I can get you kicked out so don't pull any shit.
  • Abby: No need to call 911. I have some bandaids in my room and also some vodka but don't tell anyone about that.
  • Bee: You can talk to me at any time, day or night. But I know you won't, you emotionally stunted bastards.
Got7 As Random Shit I've Said
  • Mark: Do you ever think your life is going nowhere, but then you sit down and sing 2004 Disney songs and feel like you can conquer the world?
  • Jaebum: Honey, you're so trashy you think Escape the Fate is classical music.
  • Jinyoung: I don't have any children but after putting up with you for more than 24 hours, I don't think I want any.
  • Jackson: Look, it's all fun and games until you're 16 shots in and suddenly there's a dick in your mouth.
  • Youngjae: Maybe I'll be one of those people who artificially inseminates cows.
  • Bam Bam: If I was a stripper in my past life, can I get my old job back no questions asked?
  • Yugyeom: I just think I should've been born into royalty because this whole "real life" deal isn't working for me.
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My school is telling me that the shirt I wore to school today that said “legalize gay” is inappropriate. They told me that I need to put something over it, and that it is offensive. I refuse. I am a child of artificial insemination and I was raised my my two mothers. I am a strong advocate for the LGBT community and the fact that my school and others are offended by this is sickening. I just wanted to share this injustice with you guys .

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It feels good to be back doesn’t it? I can’t wait to watch the episode tonight,but I want to share this story as well:

 Heading into this hiatus I was really down, because I’d been notified that the farm that I’ve worked at since graduating from college (I artificially inseminate horses-amongst other things), would be closing. I spent a lot of time being absolutely terrified because, yes, I do have some savings but I also have a kid to take care of, a mortgage, a car note, you know…just your average everyday cost of living expenses.

Around the time we were prepping to close the farm, a friend of mine called and told me about a position he thought I was well suited for. Obviously, I had nothing to lose, so I decided in the words of Lin Manuel-Miranda’s A.Ham, “I am not throwing away my shot!”

I applied for the job the next day and received a call for a phone interview the next day. That went well and I was invited for an in-person interview. So on April 3rd, I woke up at like….midnight (the BFC chat can verify) because I was so nervous and spent about 2 hrs stressing before it was time to drive myself to Chicago (about 5 hrs) for the in-person interview. 

I left the interview feeling really confident in what I’d put out there, but the days ticked by and I heard nothing. I wasn’t feeling very confident in myself or my interview skills, but 7 days later (exactly-it was April 10th), I received an email that simply said “Congratulations!” and when I clicked on the message, I found an offer letter for the job that I’d interviewed for!!!

So, long story short: end of July/beginning of August (depending on how long it takes for my documents to be authenticated and my visa to be processed), I (and my son) will be moving to Dubai/Abu Dhabi so that I can begin working my new job, where I will receive 3x my old salary, medical insurance, a housing allowance, a furniture allowance, a car allowance and more.

I am beyond excited and so grateful for the opportunity that I’ve been given and I can’t wait to share some of my experiences with you all here in the coming months!!!!

Tagging the people I told first:

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i had a dream of some demon being that possessed people in hopes of creating a child that would like destroy the world or something, but it possessed some woman and while trying to seduce people who could impregnate her, another woman fell in love with her. and the demon/woman was confused and trying to get this woman to stop being interested in her since they were incompatible to have children, but everything the demon did only made the woman fall more in love

[Steve and Bucky visit a fertility clinic which helps a/b/o conceive to help Steve and Tony]

Steve: What if this doesn’t work, Buck? Maybe I’m walking around full of duds.

Bucky: Look, there’s a lot of options out there. There’s in vitro; There’s artificial insemination.

Steve: Oh, I don’t know, putting some stranger’s sperm inside my husband? He won’t even rent bowling shoes.

Bucky: Doesn’t have to be a complete stranger. Could be a very close friend who would only ask for visitation rights on holidays and every other weekend.

Steve: That’s very generous, but it’s never gonna happen.

Bucky: Just think about it. A little brunet hair combination of me and Tony. You know it’s gonna be cute.

Procreation

Prompt by the Tumblr user @a-kabby-k;

“AU Post 1x09, After the Exodus’ disaster, about 150 people survived and found a way to repair the Ark. They don’t know if the 100 are still alive, so the council decided to do what it takes to ensure that the human race will survive and edicts a new law: Each person between eighteen and fifty years are obliged to have a new child.”

Much thanks to Lydia @charmingly-evil for all her help.
Unbeta-d. So beware.

FF.net    AO3


“Hello Jaha. Yes, our consummation date is scheduled for today.”

“I know, I was just checking in to make sure you have everything you need. How are you feeling?”

“How do you think?” Abby rolled her eyes and balanced the phone between her ear and shoulder before grabbing up her plates and taking them to her makeshift kitchen. Her room was devoid of any sound. Her husband was floated first then her daughter was sent down for a suicide mission.

“I know that we’re asking a lot from you,” Jaha spoke from the other end of the line. “But I would like to thank you for doing this. I know how difficult it must be for you, especially with Kane….”

“I’m not doing this for you Jaha, I’m doing this for our people, for the Ark.” she mumbled as she turned on the faucet and watched the cold water rain down on her dirty plates in the sink. “I can’t believe it’s come to this. It’s funny, isn’t it? Our ancestors had fears that we would over populate the ark. Never would they have imagined that we’d have the opposite issue.”

“You’re right, that’s why we’re all doing it.” Jaha, the voice of the reason, kept talking. “I should be seeing Callie tomorrow.”

“I just find it idiotic how I’m stuck with Kane.” Abby sighed and leaned back against the counter. “When there are plenty of other men on the Ark…”

“Abby, we’ve been over this. You two are-“

“Genetically compatible, yes I know.” She looked down on the ground. Did she even have a choice?

She swallowed before making her way to the bathroom, switching the phone from her left ear to the right. On the other end of the line, Jaha continued. “It is necessary for the survival of the human race.”

Abby had heard these words before. Yes, she had been hearing the Chancellor repeat them over and over again for the past couple of the days, ever since the Exodus Accident. Too many people were lost, thanks to Diana. If they weren’t careful, the humanity was going to become extinct. Abby understood the consequences. This was Jaha being careful.

“We need to repopulate the Arc.” Jaha spoke.

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anonymous asked:

I could use some 'dealing with parents advice'. Hello I am an older asexual, 27, and I've been having a bit of trouble with my mom. I'm fully out as asexual in my family and have been since I was 19. It's always been one of those 'don't talk about it/don't mention it' kind of things. My mom doesn't like to be reminded of it and the trade off for me not mentioning it is that she doesn't ask me if I'm dating. It's not ideal but it's worked decently. 1/4

Only I’m now thinking about and in the process of starting to become a foster parent and actively pursuing adoption. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do and planned on doing but it’s…put a very large strain on my relationship with my mom. She finally broke the other day and called me crying, telling me how disappointed she is in me and how this was never the life she wanted for me. That, if it was up to her, I would be getting married to some man and having kids with him. 2/4

I wasn’t exactly sure how to handle the situation and I could only really mention that I was still open to artificial insemination if she really wanted a biological grandkid (it an option I’m still happily open to for other reasons besides that of course but I thought it might comfort her) which sadly only seemed to make things worse, because apparently that wasn’t the ‘point’. ¾

I’m at a loss at what to do now. The whole situation has been making my mother far more angry and upset and I don’t know if I should put a halt on me becoming a foster parent until its all sorted out or if it’s time to start cutting ties. I want my mom to be involved in my life and I’ve tried to be as understanding and kind to her about everything regarding my sexuality but if it’s going to prevent me from becoming a parent myself I don’t know if I want to keep trying to be civil about it. 4/4

Well, you presented your mom with several options that you felt comfortable with, but she obviously was trying to convince you to go her route and only her route. That’s a very aggressive situation, and I don’t blame you for feeling very frustrated.

I can’t claim to guess what your mother is thinking, but if she doesn’t want you to be a foster parent or deliver offspring through artificial insemination, then she must be thinking about the poster scenario of ‘man, woman, 2.5 children’. As far as families go, that’s only one limited option out of many happy, healthy lifestyles.

Regardless of her feelings about you not finding a partner to sire offspring, that’s no reason for her to be ‘disappointed’. Disappointed in what? Being a woman who doesn’t marry a man? Being a woman who doesn’t deliver children by her husband? Being someone who fits the image of heteronormality?

There’s no way she can justify that sort of behavior. I can’t offer any quick fix to your situation, but you should take some time to circle through our ‘positive’ tag, where we do have some stories submitted by ace parents - some single, some not. Perhaps it’s not about changing your mother’s feelings, but giving you the confidence to pursue your own life.

- Fae 

anonymous asked:

Are you homophobic?

No I am not afraid of homosexuals.

Do I believe that homosexual acts/sex are a sin? Yes. 
Do I believe it is a sin for two men and two women to raise children? Yes
Do I believe homosexual marriage isn’t matrimony? Yes.
Do I believe that contraception of any kind is a sin? Yes.
Do I believe that artificial insemination is a sin? Yes.
Do I believe that homosexuals adopting children is harmful? Yes.
Do I believe that any type of sexual relations outside the marriage of a man and a woman is sin? Yes.

Am I afraid of homosexual sinners? no.
Can homosexuals be converted? Yes.
Can homosexuals be accepted in the Church? If they are celibate and in a state of grace, yes.
Can homosexuals be in the clergy? If they are living the law of Christ and Living by their community standards, YES!
Can a “homosexual” or same-sex attracted person become a saint? YES!
Does the Church welcome all people? Yes. All can be made Holy. God has the power to do anything.

We are all called to be holy. We were once sinners, but made acceptable through the body, soul, and divinity of Christ’s most precious sacrifice. Through the immaculate Heart of Mary, and the Sacred Heart of Jesus sinners will be saved. Amen.

The Surrogate Part 1

I stalk around my bathroom nervously waiting for the results of the pregnancy test I just took. If it’s positive that means I’ll finally be a surrogate. I’ve always fantasized about being pregnant but I never actually wanted a baby so surrogacy seemed like the perfect answer. It’s taking awhile but I finally found a couple, a very rich one, who needed my services. Over a month ago I was artificially insemination and now it’s time to find out if it took.

I close my eyes and pick up the test, drawing my courage I open my eyes. Positive, it’s positive. I sit on the edge of the tub letting it sink in before pulling out my phone and dial the number of the father first. As it rings I put my hand on my flat belly, imagining it round with this couples child. “Hello,” he answers. “Jake? It’s Sara. I have some good news. You’re going to have a baby!” I tell him excitedly unable to contain myself. “Are you serious? That’s amazing! I have to call Eve and tell her!” he says in a rush. “Oh! Of course, I’ll let you go,” I tell him. “Thank you so much. You have no idea how happy you’ve made us,” he marvels before hanging up. I wait a moment before dialing the doctor next to set up an appointment. I can’t wait until I’m showing.

FOUR MONTHS LATER

I’m in the waiting room waiting for Jake and Eve so he can go in for an ultrasound, I’m 20 weeks now, halfway and with twins to my surprise. Just as the nurse is calling out my name Jake rushes in looking very handsome, “I’m so sorry I’m late! Eve isn’t gonna make it this time, she’s out of town for the week.” He helps me up and put a hand on my lower back as we walk down the hall. The nurse excuses herself saying the tech will be here soon. “How are you feeling,” Jake asks as I lay down on the bed and pull up my maternity shirt revealing my twin bump. “I’m great, we’re all great.” I tell him as I put a hand on my belly. “May I?” he asks, staring at my swollen belly. I nod my head and he reaches down to gently caress my belly. “I can’t believe there’s two of them in there,” he says wonder as his hand moves in a circle on my belly. I giggle, “I can. They move and kick enough for four.” He glances over at me, surprised, “You can feel them kick?” I laugh, my belly bouncing slightly, “All the time. Here.” I grab his hand and put it on my lower belly, pressing it firmly against me. We wait for a moment and then there’s a small kick. I smile wide, “That’s your baby.” His eyes widen as I stare at him and the kicks continue. The tech walks in and breaks the spell.

After the appointment Jake asks if I want to see the work they’ve done on the nursery so far, I accept and follow him to his big house in the nicest neighbor in town. He helps me out and we walk inside and upstairs to a cute neutral nursery. I walk over to a crib and feel the blanket on the rail, “This is cute. I’m sure the babies will love it.” I look around the room and then settle down into the rocking chair picturing the family in here. I put a hand on my belly as I rock back and forth. “Would you mind if I..” Jake says staring at my belly again. “Oh of course not. They are your babies,” I laugh. He kneels down in front of me and puts both hands on my belly, “I always wanted to get Eve pregnant. I was so disappointed every time the tests were negative. But you came along and got pregnant on the first try. So fertile and now so round with my babies. I didn’t realize I’d be so attracted to you with my babies inside you.” My eyes get wide at the end, did he really just say that. I don’t know what to say so I just sit there as he pushes up my shirt so feel my bare belly again. He takes a few moments rubbing all over my belly before pushing my skirt up slowly.

“Jake w-we can’t. Your wife,” I stutter nervously. He shakes his head, “She knows.” He’s pushing the skirt up my thighs now, I stare at him in shock but I don’t stop him. He parts my legs with a slight touch and starts to caress my inner thighs. I squirm, feeling myself getting soaking wet for this man on his knees in front of me. He slowly gets closer and then finally he starts to rub my pussy through my panties. I sigh and flex my hips giving away my desire. “You look so beautiful carrying my children, how can I not want you?” He says as he pushes my panties aside. I lay my head back as he pushes his finger inside of me, feeling how tight I am from months of loneliness. He pushes another finger in and starts to work them in and out. His other hand roams to my belly and breasts as he picks up his pace now, making me moan. It’s been so long that I feel myself getting close to cumming but he notices and removes his fingers, “Not yet baby.”

He takes my hands and pull me up, leading me to the middle of the room and undressing me before gesturing for me to kneel on the rug. He gets behind me, gently pushes me so I’m on my hands and knees naked in front of him. He starts to kneed and spank my ass lightly and I hear him fumble with his belt and jeans. I barely have time to think before he starts to rub the head of his cock at my opening. He grabbed my hips roughly and pushed himself into me. I involuntarily gasped at the fullness and surprise of how big he is. He gives me a moment to get use to his size, reaching down and caressing my hanging belly. After I get adjusted I slide forward on his cock and then push myself down so my ass is pressed against him. The third time he grabs my hips again and start to fuck me faster, my pace was not quick enough for him. I moan as he starts to get a fast rhythm going, I know I’m not going to last long. He grabs my shoulders and pulls me up, my back arched and my ass against him. He starts to rub my belly again, then my breasts. He plays with my nipples and tugs at them, keeping his punishing pace. I start to cry out as I squeeze his cum hard, cumming around it. He doesn’t quit though, he keeps going until finally he grunts and pours himself into my already pregnant pussy.

We’re laying on the plush rug in the nursery cuddling. My head on his chest and my belly pressed against me, I’m tired after our fun. “So your wife knows what?” I question him. “I’ve told her how I’m attracted to you and she understood. You have my children in there, how could I not want you? She agreed I could have you all I want before you give birth. Even said you could move into the guest room and give birth here. We can have all the fun we want.” I’m stunned into silence, not knowing what to say. He gives me a moment and then hops up. “Let me at least show you the reason,” he says offering his hand. After a second I grab it and he hauls me up. I move to grab my clothes, “Oh no, stay naked. You look so beautiful.” He tugs my hand and I follow him down the hall to a gorgeous bedroom suite. He pulls me into the bed and I fall asleep in his arms.

ONE WEEK LATER

I’ve decided stay on a trial basis, until his wife comes home tomorrow and I can really see if this is real. So I’m taking a bath in the guest bathroom. The water barely covers my belly as I relax in the big tub. I have a few candles lit and some music playing, I hear footsteps in the bedroom. I assume it’s Jake but it’s a bit early for him to be home. “Wow your belly is looking bigger since 2 weeks ago.” I hear. I startle and glance at the door, Eve is standing there staring at me. “Oh no, I didn’t know you’d be home today. I’m sorry.” I apologize grabbing a towel. “No it’s okay. I said you’re welcome to stay here and I meant it.” She tells me and we end up having a heart to heart and deciding I would stay.

5 MONTHS LATER

I wake with Jake’s arm wrapped around my belly. I carefully move it and sneak out of bed. I head downstairs for breakfast, Eve cooks every morning. “Good morning,” I say grabbing some juice and sitting at the bar. Morning! How are you feeling?“ She asks. “Ohh I felt crampy all night. I’m not sure if it was anything but I really hope it’s the start of something.” I explain. We are all so ready for the twins to come and we’re prepared for our home birth. She laughs and goes around to stand next to me, rubbing my huge belly. She returns to cooking and Jake makes his way downstairs half asleep. He makes him a coffee and sits next to me, rubbing my belly like his wife. We all eat breakfast together and Jake goes off to work. Eve and I decide to take a walk, halfway through I start having real painful contractions and we decide to head back. We have to stop several times so I can pant through the pain leaning against Eve for support. We finally make it home and Eve decides to call Jake and have him come back home while head upstairs and strip my clothes off before putting on a black bikini top. I go to the tub and start running a bath while I put my hair up. The big tub fills up as I decide to light the many candles in the bathroom and turn of the lights so everything is bathed in the candlelight. I get out my phone to start timing the contraction, only six minutes apart. The tub is full and I ease into the warm water. Eve comes in with a arm full of towels and supplies, “Jake is on his way home and the bedroom is ready if you wanna give birth in there.” I can tell how excited she is to see her babies born. She sits on the side of the tub and rubs my belly looming above the water. My belly hardens under her hand, a contraction gripping me and making me breath heavily. I hear footsteps running up the stairs, Jake is back. He rushes in and takes in the sight of me laboring in the tub and his wife with her hand on my belly before joining her at my side.

After a few hours the contractions are close together and lasting longer, so intense that I can’t help but moan loudly. We’ve refilled the tub multiple times so the water is warm but it doesn’t seem to help the pain anymore. I shift uncomfortably as a pressure builds inside of me during a contraction. Once it ends the pressure is still there, I move so I’m on my knees by the far side of the tub. Once the next contraction hits I feel the water between my thighs change temperature, getting a little bit warmer than the rest of the water. “I think my water broke,” I whimper as the contraction continues. Without the sac I can feel the head pressing against my cervix, trying to move through. The pain is worse now and I forget all of my breathing techniques I learned. The contractions are right on top of each other now, not giving me a break. Jake climbs in the tub with me as Eve starts to set up her camera, sensing that the birth is near. Jake rubs my inner thigh while I put one hand on the tub and one hand on his shoulder. The baby feels so low and heavy now while the second baby is kicking away. Jake whispers in my ear how well I’m doing when I feel the head start to push through my cervix and a intense pressure urging me to push. I resist though letting my body push the baby down through my birth canal, trying to save my energy. Jake notices my pussy starting to bulge and slips two fingers inside of me, “It’s right there, you’re ready to push. Come on baby.” He doesn’t move his fingers, keeping them there touching the baby’s head. I give into the urge and finally push. It’s almost orgasmic to be actively trying to move the baby down now. My bulge is growing, the head right at my opening now. I grunt as I bear down, pushing Jake’s fingers out. They both watch as a small opening begins to form, I pant trying to take a break before pushing again. The opening grows with every push and my pussy starts to stretch around the head. I lean back against the tub making more room for the emerging head. I scream as I push the widest part of the head out. I have to stop and rest, the pain is unbearable, I try to gather strength while Eve starts taking pictures of the head prying my pussy open. “You are doing so well baby,” Jake tells me as he rubs the top of the head, “the head is almost out.” I take a deep breathe and give a big push. The head pops out suddenly making us all gasp. Eve reaches in the water and rubs the head while it hangs out of me before checking the neck. She nods and I wait for the next contraction while the shoulders turn inside of me. I groan as a contraction starts to build and at the peak of it I bear down, pushing the shoulders out one at a time. Jake grabs the baby and pulls it out of me. “It’s a boy!” he exclaims as he takes the baby out of the water. He and Eve marvel over him as he begins to cry. I watch the little family before realizing I still have another baby to push out.

alexandra-again  asked:

(rape tw) Hi, I'd like to ask you a question about cows, since WADTT recommended you on livestock. I'm worried that artificial insemination of cows might be rape, as some vegans claim. I've seen videos, and while the cows neither kick nor collapse, they seem to be trying to get away from the syringe, maybe. It's similar when they mate with bulls, and people have said that "bulls are rapey", but I can't quite accept nature being like that.

Unfortunately, nature is like that. There is a lot of rape in the animal kingdom - ducks and dolphins are kinda notorious for it. Penguins have been observed doing it, chimps, and bedbugs practice “traumatic insemination” which….well I’d advise not image searching that. Nature -is- like that. It is wrong to apply human ethical standards to natural animal behavior. Yes it’s sort of disturbing that frogs will accidentally drown females when they restrain the females during mating. Yes it’s very disturbing that there exists a fish whose entire life cycle involves swimming up a sea cucumber’s anus to eat its gonads.  Bulls will try to mate with unwilling cows. Sometimes the cow puts up with it, sometimes she doesn’t. It’s the same with most livestock - roosters can be especially persistent in that way.   But we cannot apply human ethics to animal behavior. And it is wrong of us to apply it in such a way that it harms the animal (see the issues with vegan cat food).

Regarding AI and rape, remember that the cows basically don’t know what AI is. To them it is basically another medical procedure - their response might be to step away from the AI tech a bit, but that would also occur during normal vet procedures like checking where the cow is in her estrous cycle (which is done via palpation of the ovaries through the rectal wall, and can be more awkward for the person doing it than for the cow, or at least it was when I had to do it in repro lab). If anything, because AI techs are well-trained and held to high standards for humane handling and performance (remember, stressed cows don’t get pregnant easily), it’s very humane. Unfortunately, for any animal, it’s not like the vet can explain what procedure is going on and why, even if it is needed. So just because the cow is moving away from the AI tech does not necessarily mean she is in undue distress  and that the procedure is inhumane, any more than your dog shying away from a vaccine would. 

Secondly, AI allows us to perform lots of rapid genetic selection. Because you can inseminate more cows per bull ejaculate using AI than natural cover (in AI, one ejaculate can be split into multiple straws of semen that can be used in AI, any of which could successfully impregnate a cow) you can spread the genes of a successful bull far wider than if you used natural cover, meaning your rate of genetic progress is faster.  Many of the gains in the US dairy herd are due to AI and its impact on better genetic selection - compared to 1950, the US is producing 3x as much milk with half the number of cows! (source: Midwest Dairy Association) That’s a major improvement for sustainability as well, since environmental impacts decrease as milk production per cow increases. But this wouldn’t be possible without the increased genetic selection rate AI allows - better genetics can be spread further and help more herds per year. 

It’s also a cost savings for farmers - the producer with the cows doesn’t have to pay for the year-round upkeep of a bull who is only useful during the breeding season. Bulls are also a labor hazard to keep around because of their aggression and large size. Natural cover doesn’t always go well for the bull, either. Sometimes the cow decides she doesn’t want to be around that bull at all, and the male can suffer damage ranging from testicular torsion to broken penises, and sometimes the bull needs to be euthanized as a result. It’s incredibly rare, and can happen even when the farmer does everything to prevent it (like putting experienced bulls in with first-time heifers or vice versa), but it is a risk of any sort of natural cover situation. AI is much less potentially traumatic for both cow and bull. 

So honestly, any time someone tries to apply human moral concepts like rape to animal behavior, be careful re: what they’re trying to sell you on. In this case, they are trying to make a humane practice that is important for sustainable agriculture seem like something barbarous, and that is wrong. If they want to make their case, they can do it without lying about animal agriculture.  If you want to learn more about dairy production and what exactly is involved, contact the extension adviser for your county. If you come with a honest curiosity and willingness to listen, people want to correct misconceptions and counter anti-livestock propaganda. Livestock producers aren’t heartless, they care deeply about their animals and want them to have happy, low-stress lives, too. The US dairy industry provides a sustainable, high-quality source of protein and vitamins and is constantly working towards improving both production and sustainability. 

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anonymous asked:

Just a quick check: do you say the men of Krieg or the males of Krieg?

If we’re talking, as I was, about the artificial insemination and breeding processes likely being used on Krieg, males. 

I’M GONNA TALK SOME MORE ABOUT TATER’S LESBIAN MOMS. I had the original idea back in October, and then I decided I was going to do it for my Swawesome Santa, which I thought was super secret like Yuletide, so I clammed up about it since then. So I actually put a fair amount of work into researching the idea, but the fic turned into this monstrously huge unwieldy outline with 14 separate plot-important scenes at its smallest, and like five different emotional arcs, and I couldn’t do it, so I wrote Leave Your Lovers Like Campfires instead.

So now I’ll just cut it down to one aspect, which is Tater’s moms Sasha and Galina. Even just cut down to one aspect, in bullet points, without weaving in the other plot threads, this post is three thousand words long. /o\

I read what I could find in my libraries on social and LGBT history in Russia, but resources in English are honestly pretty limited and I know I’m making shit up here. MY APOLOGIES TO ACTUAL RUSSIANS. But for what it’s worth, the books I found most useful were Lesbian Lives in Soviet and Post-Soviet Russia by Francesca Stella, Cracks in the Iron Closet: Travels in Gay and Lesbian Russia by David Tuller, and Putin Country: A Journey Into the Real Russia by Anne Garrels.

Content notes: Homophobia, being closeted, coming out, mental illness, and suicide.

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offreef42  asked:

Post-BD, do you think hybrids will become illegal or a bunch will be created? I could see the Volturi artificially inseminating women, as not to kill them. Would a weird sort of class structure develop if the Volturi did not decide they were a threat?

I’m starting this post with the acknowledgment that I’m extremely lucky to have made a donor match.

However I really wish that I had a least one sibling match out there who isn’t my donor’s kid. Someone who understands. I sometimes talk to other DC people, but we’re usually all quite busy and for some reason it just feels like there’s less motivation to get to know each other? Like, I’d love to get to know the two DC people I talk to most often better.

It’s quite the emotional balancing act.