#[ or get therapy ]

[gojoest]

one last thing, non freaks unfollow me this instant block me for better

[pearlymel]

@/aeyumicore has harassed and bullied an innocent creator for a month. I'd be wary interacting with her if I were you. https://www.tumblr.com/clitfilms/763688478990106624/a-kind-individual-reached-out-recently-and-offered?source=share

Pls no one send me these asks again. This is tumblr, and bullying is totally a sensitive topic, but why tf drag other people to this? This is just so silly grow up people.

[brain--rott]

"everybody experiences that" says mother who has the same symptom of the same mental illness

[narwhalsarefalling]

my (cis) brother is using my old license to buy wine and it has the gender marker F on there. so whenever he gets asked he just says “oh i’m trans”. its literally worked every single time.

[jamjoob]

She's gonna figure out this whole Zaun thing. For her.

[batfam-stuff-posts-0]

The batfam playing 2 truths and a lie

Tim: I stalked Batman for years, my eyes are green, and Ra's al Ghul has my spleen in a jar somewhere.

The rest of the batfam:

Dick: ...your eyes are blue.

Damian, muttering to himself: so that was Drake's spleen. Interesting.

[tiger-grace]

Jason: I have a bone to pick with you

Bruce, just happy to talk to his estranged son: sure, what’s going on?

Jason, pulling out an entire femur: I stole this evidence from a crime scene. I need help with a case

Duke: hey B I have a bone to pick with you really quick

Bruce, on the verge of tears: please don’t.

Duke: I? just have a question?

[mosslingg]

is this anything

[paracosmicessence]

have doodle lol

functionally, i am alive, emotionally?? idk about that work has me crying almost everyday now chat idk if i can do this anymore

[underwhelmingalchemist]

*mom voice* You can get these words back when you know what they mean

[ionomycin]

phoenix and the priestess

[proxycrit]

LINKTOBER DAY 23- MIPHAS COURT

Birdsong is not the sound of the sea, but it’s better than nothing at all.

(Yona may be a mystery to Sidon, but her grief is familiar.)

((The Alchemist’s last correspondence with the Lost Heir was an argument about becoming Van Ruta’s champion a hundred and three years ago. She had called Mipha a reckless fool, and angrily dove deep into her research under the seas of Holodrum, waiting for an apology that will never come.))

-Totk au masterlist (it’s usually goofy)

-Patreon (if you want to see my sketchbook)

[idlestories]

not just ‘he would not fucking say that’ but ‘he would not, under torture, admit that’

[time-woods]

simon doodle in honor of fionna and cake dropping, sad old men gotta b my favorite species tbh

[inkskinned]

what is with men being mad any time a woman raises her voice where did that even come from. someone posted a video of a small electrical explosion, and the top comment was of course the woman screams. the second comment is women try not to scream challenge, level impossible. i had to go back and watch the video again. there is, somewhat fainty, a little gasp emitted off-camera, more of a yelp than a scream. it is mostly lost in the crack of the explosion. afterwards, you hear her voice, shaken, say, are you okay?

i am helping one of my friends train her voice pitch lower, because she wants to be taken seriously at work. she and i do each other's nails and talk about gender roles; and how - due to our appearance - neither of us have ever been able to be "hysterical" in public. we both appear young and sweet and feminine. she is cisgender, and cannot use her natural voice in her profession because people keep saying she appears to be "vapid". we both try to figure out if our purposeful voice lowering is technically sexist. is it promoting something when you are a victim to it?

a storm almost sends a pole through a car window. in the dashcam, you can hear the woman passenger say her partner's name twice, crying out in alarm. she sounds terrified. in the comments, she is lambasted for her lack of calm. how is that even fucking helping?

in high school, i taught myself to have a lower voice. i had been recorded when i was genuinely (and righteously) upset; and i hated how my voice sounded on the phone speakers when it was played back. i was defending my mom, and my voice cracked with emotion. it meant i was no longer winning the argument: i was just shrieking about it.

girls meet each other after a long summer and let out a little joyful scream. this usually stops around 12-14, because people will not tolerate this display of affection (as it has the effect of being passingly annoying). something about the fact that little girls can't ever even be annoying. we are trained to examine each part of our lives (even joy) for anything that could make us upsetting and disgusting. they act like teenage girls are breaking into houses and shrieking you awake at 3 in the morning. speaking as a public school educator: trust me, it's not that bad, you can just roll your eyes and move on. it does not compare to the ways boys end up being annoying: slurs in graffiti, purposefully mocking your body, following you after you said no. you know, just boy things.

there's another video of a man who is not allowed to yell in the house, so he snaps his fingers when he's excited about soccer. the comments are full of angry men, talking about how their brother is unfairly caged. let him express himself and this is terrible to do to someone. eventually the couple has to address it in a second video: they are married with a newborn baby. he was trying not to wake the infant up. there is no comment on the fact women are not allowed to yell indoors. or the fact that it could have been really alarming or triggering for his wife. sometimes i wonder if straight men even like women, if they even enjoy being in relationships with them.

for the longest time, i hated roller coasters because it always felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for me to scream. one of my friends called me on it, said it was unusual i'm so unwilling. i had to go to my therapist about it. i don't like to scream because i was not raised in a safe situation, and raising my voice would have brought unsafe attention towards me. even when i am supposed to scream, it feels shameful, guilty. i was not treated kindly, so i lack a basic form of self-protection. this is not a natural response. it is not good that in a situation of high adrenaline - i shut up about it.

something very bad is happening, i think. in between all the beauty standards and the stuff i've already discussed - this one feels new and cruel in a way i can't quite express. yes, it's scary and silencing. but there's something about how direct it is - that so many men agree with the sentiment that women should never yell, even in an emergency - it feels different.

is the word shriek gendered automatically? how about shrill or screech? in self defense class, one of the first things they tell you is to yell, as loud and as shrilly as you can. they say it will feel rude. most women will not do this. you need to practice overcoming the social pressure and just scream.

most women do not cry out, even when it's bad. we do not report it. we walk faster. we do not make a scene. what would be the point of doing anything else? no matter what we do, we don't get taken seriously. it is a joke to them. an instagram caption punchline. we have to present ourselves as silent, beautiful, captivating - "valuable."

a woman is outside watching her kids when someone throws a firecracker at them. she screams and runs towards her children. in the comments, grown men flock together in the thousands: god. women are so annoying.

[phantobats]

There's likely been more than one instance where Bruce and the rest of the Batboys called Dick his name after an argument and totally meant something else by it - he just can't call them out on it, since it is his name.

Dick: How about notifying us next time - preferably when you're not on the brink of death? I know you can handle yourself, but even veterans make mistakes and need help sometimes. It's okay to admit that, old man.

Bruce, quietly fuming in his chair: Dick.

Dick, squinting suspiciously: . . . yes?