Author: sadieandmo

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Attention all ABDLs!!!

We need a signal boost on this pronto! Rearz, the Canadian diaper company out of Ontario is attempting to trademark the term ABDL.

Filing

The term this community has used for years to identify itself and distinguish itself as a label, would no longer be allowed to be used legally outside of identifying Rearz products. They could sue any person or company attempting to use “ABDL” or derivatives to identify itself or products. They would have a huge choke-hold on the market and our community.

I’m all for free market and competition, especially in our very niche market, but, this would completely stifle the market and tie a single supplier and company to that term and label we’ve grown and developed over the years.

They have no right to it.

If there are any lawyer babies out there who can help fight this, this is a worthy cause.

@datbabbyfox @furfur-pet-monster help boost this? This is a dick move of the highest order.

Hey guys. Please take a look at this and spread it like wildfire. I’m all for competition between brands and such, but TRADEMARKING THE ACRONYM “ABDL”?! Come on, how low can you get.

I enjoy Rearz products, but I am definitely willing to not give them further support if they continue this shifty shit.

For people questioning if this is authentic or not, here’s the URL for the case:

http://tsdr.uspto.gov/#caseNumber=87654755&caseSearchType=US_APPLICATION&caseType=DEFAULT&searchType=statusSearch

You can get a hold of Rearz and let them know your opinion of this:

Email: diapers@rearz.ca

Phone: (519) 745-1000

I really hope this is false and they aren’t trying to do this.

So from reading in the link. They applied for the trademark in October of last year. I seriously hope they get denied like Taylor Swift did for trying to trade mark a year

So I spoke with a rearz representative. She said that rearz has had a trade mark on the turn abdl shop since last year and are applying for the blanket turn “Abdl” because many online retailers are blocking the term. They won’t be policing or with holding use of the term. Just so Amazon and eBay can’t deny them listings based off of the term being in the description. Apparently they have had over 2600 listings removed do to this.

I don’t know how true this is. The lady on the phone sounded like she was reading a script. But who knows. Hope they are being honest.

Valkyrie: It’s like that one time you dared me to lick the swing-set!
Loki: No, I said, “Don’t lick the swing-set” and you said, “Don’t tell me what to do, Loki”.
Valkyrie: …
Loki: And then you licked the swing-set.

The Problems of Loving a God- A Poem about Sherlock Holmes

socially-ineptnerd:

I.

Sherlock was a god born into a time he didn’t belong in

who had eyes that reflected the depths of the ocean,

his hair like the waves

and a heart that kept on drowning.

He was a young god living to die, to feel alive, to steal fire so
he can light up his cigarettes,

breathing out the smoke of glory and light into every room he
entered.

His eyes, resplendent with color and devouring light with their
intensity

reflects his struggle of having the insight and knowledge to tear
nations into dust,

knowledge no man should carry on their shoulders.

His curse is that he sees everything and knows pain no mortal man
can endure. But he must.

II

He bled gold and silver,

and you, a mortal, a dreamer, kept on collecting the droplets to
sell

not seeing the wounds.

You were his prophet, his mouthpiece, his messenger,

the one tie he had in the world to connect himself to it.

You bent your knee in worship, but your knees ached

You stood too fast

and didn’t understand why you felt so dizzy,

III

A spell, you said, a curse.

IV

There was something beautifully devastating about breaking a god

and ravaging their hearts surrounded in ivory pillars, something
which

you can safely say no other man had done before.

There’s something about drawing blood, which is not truly blood,

because the blood of other mortals wouldn’t make you feel delight
as if you’d struck a goldmine.

Your name on his tongue, hissing and whimpering, begging and
delightful,

is sin. But you love every minute of it.

You keep drawing your name from his mouth.

V

You call him by his real name one night,

a name he hadn’t been called in centuries.

He screamed and the rain poured outside like the heavens were
collapsing,

his eyes darkened with his agony, and his wings trembling like he
wanted to fly away.

Maybe he did.

Atlas, you call him,
touching his face. He recoils from your touch.

Atlas,

Atlas,

Atlas

You will carry the weight of the universe all your life, Atlas.

Endure.

His screams echo from the walls of the
castle, but the thunder outside drowns it out.

VI

His eyes see through every part of your
soul.

He can dissect you to the bone marrow
and know every word you’ve left unsaid,

every word you’ve never meant,

every single thought that runs through
your head.

You tell him you love him

and he smiles like he smiles at
everyone that lies to his face.

You wonder if one day you’ll receive
the same fate as them.

Or if one day he’ll finally believe
you.

VII

His wings are colored in shades you’ve
never imagined,

and his halo cuts you when you dare to
touch him.

Your blood is red, useless, common,

but he forgets to breathe when he sees
it, his eyes going wide at the reminder of how fragile you truly are.

You step forward to take his face into
your hands

but he heals your wounds in a blink of
an eye and in the next one,

he’s gone.

He’s a god, after all. You cannot find
him if he does not want to be.

VII

He says he did not realize how easy it
is to break humans.

VII

You revolve around one another,

and history has you both written into
its script.

His legacy will live forever, and you-

You, you mortal,

cannot die because you fell in love
with a god and his touch is divine.

You cannot die.

Your name is written into the book of
history

and you will live forever alongside
your beloved.

You hope the wax wings he gave to you can hold you up,

and the sun will not blind you to your love for him,

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