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December 7, 2025 at 1:25 AM
dutholec.bsky.social
And Alya confuses everybody by not playing with Wren today. Instead, she's playing with herself--I mean, she uses a nifty device Dr. Fara invented so there's two of her and she can show how switchy she is! Dom Alya and sub Alya, together in one exhibition!
#Hypnovember #naga #lamia #hypnokink
“Yeah, sure,” Alya says. “See you soon, though.” She and Ageul wave to each other, and Ageul sinks back under the pool. Alya turns to Wren and waves at them. “All right, you too, you can go.” Wren looks up at her. “What?” “I won’t need you today, so you can go take a break.” Alya leans close. “See you tomorrow, though, cutie.” Wren furrows their brow. They shrug and walk to Belle’s interview tent, where they exchange confused glances with her, Mira, and Persnakety. “All right, everybody!” Alya shouts, hands in the air. “I have for you a special presentation today!” She lifts a flat disc about half as long as a bed. “This is a special device—and I know what you’re thinking, did she get it from Dr. Fara? Rest assured I’m not in contact with my employer during her incarceration, rather I nabbed this little—well actually it’s pretty wide—device from her lab before the tournament started. What does it do, I’m sure you ask?” She holds it over her and lowers it along her body. “By just casting it along a person’s body—and her tail—” She pulls her tail through the disc. “And her tail—and her tail—and her tail—sorry, I forget how long this takes sometimes—there we go!” She pulls it through the end of her tail, and the places it on the ground. “And now we simply lift the disc from the ground, and—” She lifts it and a blue tail emerges from the bottom, which falls out in a big pile until a second Alya falls to the ground. “We have a duplicate!” She takes the second Alya’s hand and helps her up. “Not just a duplicate, but in fact, the very same person, displaced in space to allow both to exist at the same time. As you might imagine, this has many applications, such as–” The second Alya shoves the first onto the couch and presses over them. “Sometimes we talk far too much, Alya,” Alya2 says. She stares into Alya1’s eyes, her own pulsing with her hypnotic blue rings. Alya1 laughs. “Yeah, we get into presentation mode sometimes.” She stares at Alya2, head buzzing with familiar colors, vision blurry as her displaced self grips her focus. “It would be best if we just stopped talking,” Alya2 says with a grin. “But I wanna talk,” Alya1 says, smiling even as her words slur, eyes mirroring Alya2’s. “All right,” Alya2 says, “but you must only say what I say.” “Don’t I always say what I say?” Alya1 says. Alya2 leans closer, filling Alya1’s sight with her. “You must only say what I say.” “I must only say what you say,” Alya1 murmurs, mind spinning with herself. “You want to be an obedient girl, don’t you?” “I want to be an obedient girl.” “And most of all,” Alya2 says, “you want this—” She kisses her submissive self, slithering her tongue into Alya1’s mouth as she squeezes her arms tighter around her. She pushes Alya1’s sweater up to run her hands over her body and presses her against the couch. When Alya2 ends the kiss Alya1 gasps and sighs with a dazed grin, eyelids drooping. Alya2 slithers her tail under Alya1 and unfastens the buttons on her skirt to pull it off and wrap around her scaly hips. She pulls Alya1’s arms down and binds them in her coils, and Alya1 moans as Alya2 massages her scales against her human skin. “That feels so good, doesn’t it?” Alya2 says. “Feels so good,” Alya1 moans. Alya2 grips her face and pulls her closer to her eyes. “You’re going to let me think for you now.” “I will let you think for me.” “Good girl.” Alya2 kisses Alya1 as her coils rise around her belly, massaging her human skin and the scales on her back. Alya1 sinks deeper into hypnotic ecstasy, mind flooded with bliss as she submits to her displaced self and lets another Alya have her way with her. Alya1 moans as Alya2 wraps around her chest and squeezes, curling her fingers through Alya1’s hair. She ends the kiss and draws Alya1’s wide eyes back into her deep blue orbs.
November 27, 2025 at 2:30 AM
tranniehathaway.bsky.social
"Humanity has only managed to eradicate one human disease from the planet: smallpox. Could hepatitis C be the second?
english.elpais.com/science-tech...
Charles Rice, Nobel Prize winner in Medicine:
would have hoped. Great work is being done in Spain, but in the United States, we’re not doing so well: the incidence of hepatitis C is going up, not down. The opioid epidemic is giving rise to more infections. It’s disappointing. We have drugs that could eradicate the virus, but things are not so simple. Francis Collins, who was director of the National Institutes of Health for many years, got behind the effort to eradicate hepatitis C in the United States by 2030. The Biden administration allocated about $10 billion to achieve this. With the new administration [of Donald Trump], this is all gone. Q. Science is under attack. A. Yes, science is under attack. We’re close to eradicating some diseases, but they’re reappearing and spreading again because of the anti-science and anti-vaccine movement. Q. Is U.S. Health Secretary Robert F. Kennedy an anti-vaxxer? A. Yes, it’s unbelievable. Now they’re saying that the RNA vaccine against COVID-19, which was a historic discovery, is awful. We have people in positions of power in the United States who are not the people who should be making these decisions. . It’s crazy, it really is. I don’t know where it’s going to end. It seems like every day something else has been torn down. Medical research and science blossomed in the United States after World War II. It took more than 70 years to get to the point that it’s at, and in a matter of months, it’s being torn to shreds. Q. Donald Trump intends to cut the budget of the National Institutes of Health by 40%. A. It’s a pretty grim time for medical research. There’s a quote I like from Mary Lasker, who was a great supporter of the concept of the National Institutes of Health many decades ago: “If you think research is expensive, try disease.” Preventing disease is a lot cheaper than letting it happen and then trying to respond. Our ability to respond to the next pandemic is far worse than our response to COVID-19, which was far from as good as we could do. It’s terrible. After the COVID-19 experience, I thought we’d finally have a new golden age for infectious disease research, but that spirit lasted a couple of years, and then basically all those programs that were in place were stopped.
July 6, 2025 at 8:11 PM
maryscottoconnor.com
It's FUCK IT FRIDAY, Bluetopia.

Doing my Daily Run posts again; FUCK IT, let's combine the two, shall we?

Also, sometimes it's a run, sometimes it's a walk, sometimes it's a hybrid. Going to call it whatever I feel like calling it on any given day. Sue me.

2 mile run, 1.5 mile walk, 75 minutes.
Got out of the house at 5:15am for my morning run/walk hybrid. This picture is of me standing in a field near my house; I do laps here when I feel like zoning out & not necessarily paying attention to where I'm going... Sometimes I get a little too wrapped up in my thoughts or the music & I'm looking at my feet instead of ahead of me & BAM, I run or walk into a parked car. It's not pretty. As far as I know, nobody's ever SEEN me do it... but the fact is that I've done it too many times to count, & it's best if I just run laps in a fucking field if I can't find the requisite concentration to keep from plowing into large metal boxes directly in my path. It's not a great look. And it hurts. The sky over the neighbour's house across the street at 5:15am. Silhouetted trees reach into the sky, and clouds seem to be streaming from their tips as if from a witch's fingers as she casts a spell... It looks much lighter out than it actually is. In the bottom left corner you can see the sun beginning to rise, but other than that, it's very dark out. In the bottom right corner you can see a bright blue light form the house's front yard shining across the darkness of the trees' silhouettes. I don't know why the neighbours chose a bright blue light, or, indeed, why it shines that brightly into the sky... But it's very pretty. And far preferable to total darkness. GORGEOUS sunrise sky: a blanket of pink clouds dominates the picture, & seems to part at the bottom in the centre as if something is about to arrive through the opening... In the foreground below, a dark row of silhouetted trees in front of a pink horizon. I took about a million pictures of this particular vista, & had a hell of a time choosing the perfect one. It came down to definition in the clouds; you can almost make out individual ripples in some of the closer clouds. But I took a picture of the same scene with a wider angle, & it's spectacular, as well - I'm going to post it in a comment attached to this post, it's too good not to share. (I know. I GEEK OUT over this shit. Never used to. My mother is TRIUMPHANT, by the way; when I was a sullen adolescent she would plead with me to take walks with her to admire the fall colours or the sunset, & I would sneer my disdain for all things nature-related. Two years of morning outing pictures have made me a convert, & she GLOATS. Bitch. Me in my field, side-eyeing the sunrise to my left, over a nearby fence. You probably can't tell, but I just coloured my hair again, so it's looking VERY silvery grey, which delights me... But I also know in a couple weeks it'll have faded back to gold, which frustrates me. I've learned the only way to make this particular shade of silver stick permanently to my stubborn hair would be to BLEACH it first to an almost platinum blonde... And even I can't see attempting that kind of damaging move myself, rather than get a professional to do it. I tempt fate all the time, and my hair is ridiculously resilient - but I don't think I'm willing to risk baldness in search of the perfect silver shade. I'm also not willing to fork over hundreds of dollars to get it professionally done, so... I'll just keep using inadequate over-the-counter boxed dyes & complain about it. I like complaining almost as much as I like this shade of hair colour, anyway...😎
July 12, 2024 at 3:25 PM
scriban.bsky.social
We’ve all seen the news media’s “rise to the occasion” so far, so we should have a pretty good idea of how this is going to go.
July 3, 2024 at 2:13 PM