#I have a voice

[hazbinsprotectorxxx]

Dear Anom delete your account person/ people,

Please stop. Anom ask for supposed to be fun and supportive not for threats or disrespect. We are not trying to expose children to adult topics plus I do believe most, or all our accounts have a warning for the contact due to the topic of the shows Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. Also Hazbin Hotel is rated 13 and up as well is Helluva Boss. I will like to inform you that I am 15 about to turn 16 on the 29th. Please if you are sending these please stop. Me and my friends do not appreciate it and have all kindly asked you to stop. And the fact that you are using Anom asking shows me just how much of a coward you are. A may be a minor but I’m a minor who knows how to speck up and research.

Thank you.

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[socialbutterfly19]

This is so true… what I use to tolerate I WILL NOT any more

[slhsawf]

I have a right to have a voice in my own story. Otherwise, you see yourself as an imposter of your own life views, dreams, and desires. I know. I’ve been there. That has probably been the biggest problem in my life and explains so much of where I am today.

[bollylion]

Something that’s changing in my life that I really appreciate is that my allo friends are starting to value my opinions on romance. For so long, I have been shut out of feminine spaces because “I just wouldn’t understand”. My lack of attraction seems to mean that I lacked some essential piece of femininity that all my peers mysteriously possessed. No matter that I can clearly see the problem they’re avoiding, “I just don’t get it.”

But now, in some small way, I have a voice. And that’s all I ever wanted.

[sca-nerd]

My friends who have never experienced flooding, and who are about to deal with it from this storm, please remember:

1. NO. YOU CANNOT MAKE IT THROUGH THAT WATER ON THE ROAD. I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'RE DRIVING. TURN. AROUND.

2. DO NOT GO WADING THROUGH THE WATER. EVEN IF YOU JUST WANT TO SEE HOW DEEP IT IS. THAT. WATER. IS. CONTAMINATED.

3. IT IS CALLED FLASH FLOODING FOR A REASON. THE WATER RISES AND SURGES IN A FLASH. STAY. HOME.

4. If you're at risk of flooding, raise up any of your belongings now. Put the legs of tall things in buckets. Know where your important documents are.

5. Stay safe.

[feluka]

I've never related to a human being more than Nicole Byer in this clip.

[nariarts]

Spent a ridiculous amount of time last night obsessively editing my hand written zines in Photoshop to take away any tiny blemishes so they were definitely readable.

Whatever. Understand or don't.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[beaft]

i went to get my t-shot yesterday and it took me an hour and a half to get to the clinic and as soon as i got on the bed the nurse dropped my t-shot and it broke and now they're trying to make me pay for the replacement. i think the fuck not lmao

[your-average-bibliophile]

Just a note...

I think about all sorts of things, all the time. And recently, it has come to my attention that media tends to romanticise rape and grooming and other predatory behaviours. And I want to change that.

While it may be fun to fantasise about these sorts of things, if that is what you are interested in, it is still not okay. And people displaying these predatory behaviours are not just adults. I am a minor, and a former friend who was my age started displaying predatory behaviour.

Please remember that this story is told from my point of view, and it most certainly has bias. I am trying to keep it as unbiased as possible, but we are only human, and it is inevitable.

He started out by befriending me, then he started to manipulate me. He would say that he just wanted to kill himself, and if only he had someone there for him. I made it clear that I would be there for him, but as a friend. I was already in a relationship.

I don't know if he was actually suicidal or not, but I had to call the National Suicide Hotline on him. Naturally, that angered him. Luckily, the school year had ended. So, we took a break.

The new school year arrived, and he was in one of my classes. We ate lunch together, we started getting close again. Then, he started to isolate me. Whenever someone was talking to me, he would often deflect the attention from me or steal the attention from me. He wouldn't do that with other friends.

He got moved into another class of mine after a fight he got into, one that was supposedly my fault because I had done something to upset him. I happened to giggle while I was looking at him. He had been feeling insecure about his new haircut. I don't even remember what I was laughing about; we had been talking about something silly.

After the manipulation came the gaslighting. When I confronted him, he said he didn't mean to and he was sorry and he would never do it again. I let it go on for some time, before finally putting my foot down. That was when he became aggressive.

He never physically harmed me, no. But he would constantly try to reconcile with me through friends, and he was taking advantage of one of my friends, who, despite being a total sweetheart who had the best intentions, was incredibly naive.

When I continued to tell him no, he started making threats. I remember one morning, I walked into school, up to an administrator, and reported gun threats he had made. Those were not the only threats he made, and he has brought weapons to school before.

He was moved out of my classes, but, and I am not saying this is true, but I started to feel as if he were stalking me. It was likely paranoia, but we have no proof otherwise. I had to miss some of my classes due to this paranoia, and my grades in the two classes we shared directly reflected my stress.

At my school, I was known as the "bucket hat kid" because I would always wear a bucket hat. And no, not just the same one. I own ten bucket hats. But, I had to stop wearing them because they were so recognisable. I also had to start using the buddy system, walking with a friend to every class.

Unfortunately, it took a little over three months for everything to be fully resolved, and while I know that is such a brief time span, it felt like centuries. Looking back, I feel as if it lasted for six months instead of three. And his presence took a toll on my relationships as well, both romantic and platonic. Some couldn't be repaired.

I am a blabber. I need to talk. So, I admit I may have said some things to the wrong people that weren't completely true, but the fact of the matter is, that kind of behaviour is never okay.

The end message here is to speak up and stop treating predatory behaviour as something to be ashamed of. I am neurodivergent and have anxiety. In kindergarten, my mom bribed me with dying my hair to convince me to participate in gym class, let alone talk to the male gym teacher.

Now, I am much more confident, but I still get very anxious about speaking up. I have chronic niceness (true fact! psychologically proven that I'm too nice), and I am a people pleaser. But I still managed to stand up and say, "hey. What you're doing is wrong. Stop it." All it takes is that single spark of courage to end this vicious cycle and societal suppression of our stories.

I encourage you to share your stories and end this stigma of talking about predatory behaviour.

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[corviiids]

my top bit of advice going into the new year: compliment people. especially strangers. literally everyone you interact with if you can. when you buy coffee in the morning compliment the barista's tattoos. when you're chatting with a coworker tell them that by the way you like their outfit. always find something they've chosen to do on purpose. nail polish, jewellery, tattoos, hair colour/style, statement accessory, outfit, etc are all good bets. things people hope will be noticed. things that aren't too personal so it doesn't make them uncomfortable (eg probably not their physical features). i've gotten into the habit of scanning everyone i talk to for something about them that i think is cool so i can tell them. it's a great habit because it makes me notice people and realise just how many neat little details there are in people's presentation of themselves that might pass me by if i wasn't paying attention. and it brings out so much joy. you'd be surprised how much it disarms people to receive an unexpected compliment from someone they don't know. it is the most sincere smile you will see all day long. it feels nice to make people happy but it also means you win the social interaction. establish dominance by complimenting a stranger's earrings and disappearing into the fog

[vaunteir]

yum

[zorangezest]

switcheroo part 2 electric boogaloo (soundwave edition)

for those of you who were wondering, yes soundwave is still the most loyal hes just a flamboyant conniving megalomaniac, and yes starscream is still traitorous hes just calculating and methodical and very very patient

part 3

[upon-the-snow]

I can’t believe it took me this long to draw her!

[chloesimaginationthings]

What do yall think the FNAF Faztalker is for,,

(Original post @/Dawko on Twitter)