#ableist langauge

[slugass]

wikihow to scream into someone’s ear canal through the internet

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[fictionkinfessions]

Man what the hay. I miss so many people rn this is crazy :(-poppy. (Despicable me 4)

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[aboutbirds]

You like it under the trees in autumn, Because everything is half dead. The wind moves like a cripple among the leaves And repeats words without meaning. In the same way, you were happy in spring, With the half colors of quarter-things, The slightly brighter sky, the melting clouds, The single bird, the obscure moon — The obscure moon lighting an obscure world Of things that would never be quite expressed, Where you yourself were never quite yourself And did not want nor have to be, Desiring the exhilarations of changes: The motive for metaphor, shrinking from The weight of primary noon, The A B C of being, The ruddy temper, the hammer Of red and blue, the hard sound — Steel against intimation — the sharp flash, The vital, arrogant, fatal, dominant X.

Wallace Stevens, "The Motive for Metaphor," from Collected Poetry and Prose

[utmv-rainbow-factory]

Oooh okay so this is not for any character but to the mod of this this is a really cool story i wasnt around for the original rainbow factory stuff just seen some random out of context animations but this is so beyond cool i almost wanna look for the original stuff-

this is amazing!!! I love how grim and (pardon my langauge) fucked up this world is hehe

it's so interesting >:33

Thank you so much!!!!!!!! This really means a lot to me, im so happy youre enjoying the AU!

rainbow factory was, regrettably enough, a HUGE part of my childhood. I loved it! (as well as MLP FiM)

i regained my rf obsession sometime in 2024 (I forget the date) and decided to combine it with my special interest since 2018, UTMV!

again, thank you so so much for the comment! I promise I will get everybody’s asks out eventually, im just needing to find a time and motivation! Thank you!

(Warning that the OG rainbow factory is pretty gorey. Also keep in mind that the rf series has some ableist undertones, which I do not condone)

[genderislike]

Gender is like the wrong size shirt. Sometimes you can find a shirt that fits mostly right but it’s still too loose or too tight or itchy and you think that the store might have the right shirt but it’s in the crazy messed up clearance section and it’s so hard to find that eventually you just give up and wear the uncomfortable shirt. And people compliment your shirt and say how good you look but inside you’re screaming because it’s so wrong but you can’t fix it

- anonymous

[onthebirdroads]

Disabled person here, yous need to stop using euphemisms like "special needs" and "handicapable". They're widely despised in the disability community because they're dehumanising, infantilising, and gloss over the reality of disability. While this post is about birds, using those terms here spreads them around and normalises them, making people more likely to use them to refer to disabled people.

Just say disabled. Disabled is not a dirty word.

[aro-culture-is]

Aro culture is realizing that you seriously, platonically, love your friend and have since you were 16 (now 22), have a squish on his fiancé (desperately want to get to know them better but also know they’re pretty anti social and therefore don’t want to push too hard) but also are hyperaware of the fact that you’re currently unmedicated/unstable and therefore should not make any rash decisions like blurting out these feelings even if you really, /really/ want to. Girl (gender neutral) help it’s 4 am and all I can think about is how happy I was with the two of them

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[just-horrible-things]

Loiral and Marcus - Recapture - 7.v

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Unexpectedly, inspiration has struck to write some more of this! Happy holidays, folks.

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The door opens, and blinding light washes across Loiral where he lies. Marcus is just a dark and blurred silhouette, but Loiral knows him by his heavy footfalls, and by the easy confidence of his posture, and by the threatening shape of the scourge on his hip. His captor, his torturer. His master.

Loiral's first impulse is to curl up and hide his face, like a useless child. His second is to beg for mercy.

But he has a better option. He knows what behaviour has been rewarded in the past. What the human – his master – wants to see. He desperately, desperately needs to avoid provoking further punishment. In the harsh light of all that it is possible to suffer, grovelling is not so great a hardship.

He expects agony as he asks his so-recently-shattered body to move. But the movement is smooth and easy. His limbs don't fail or falter, only tremble with his fear. The gulf between expectation and reality leaves him disoriented and confused. Still, he rolls sideways off the edge of the low pallet and up onto his knees, the sheet sliding off his body and gathering around his hips. He lets his head hang low enough that his hair – matted and heavy with his blood – rests on the back of his hands where they are braced against the floor.

"How are you healing, drow?" Loiral hesitates, uncertain how to answer. He is interrupted before terror can nudge him into blurting something out. "Come here, let me have a look at you." He crawls obediently across the floorboards to cringe at his master's feet. Fuck humiliation, he will do anything not to be whipped like that again.

Marcus stoops to take one of Loiral's arms, lifting and letting his hand slide down the forearm until his grip tightens at the wrist and he pulls Loiral to his feet. The tug on his aching body makes Loiral gasp, and he expects to be lifted into the air once again. But after a couple of seconds with his feet still in contact with the floor, he remembers to take his own weight. He's tipped one way, then the other, then spun with a hand on his shoulder as Marcus examines his handiwork.

"Very good," the man declares, "That's all looking very healthy." Loiral finds himself at least a little relieved. It would be worse, he supposes, to end up a cripple as well as a coward and a slave. “How about the pain?" "It, uh, there's not much, master," Loiral answers shakily. Not enough, he wonders? Having admitted it, will he be given more? His desperation escapes his throat as a tiny whine before he catches it. "Ah, and you have not lost the power of speech after all. That's good." The humour at his expense ought to sting, but Loiral is too exhausted to care. When the tension on his wrist is lessened, he lets his knees buckle and is lowered back to the floor.

"What do you think, will you remember that lesson?" "Yes master," he all but squeaks, cringing lower against the floorboards. "Yes, I swear, I swear." "I believe you." Loiral daren't raise his head, but he can hear the lazy smile in the warm, low tone of his master's voice. "Thank you master," he half-sobs, hoping that it means the 'lesson' won't be further reinforced.

"Things can be better, going forward. Behave yourself, and I will not have to punish you. You want that, don't you?" "Yes, master. I'll behave, I swear." "Excellent. Now, I can see that you still need some time to recover, so I won't put you to work immediately. Let's see to your needs, and then perhaps you may accompany me for a little while. What do you think of that?" "I, uh, I'm grateful," Loiral flounders. "Whatever you want, master, I just, I only want to please you, master." Marcus chuckles, and it is hard-edged. He goes to one knee, and his strong fingers tangle in Loiral's hair and lift the drow's head. Loiral meets his master's eyes with breathless fear, searching for a cue. "Hmm." The surfacer's lip curls as he studies his victim. "No, I think not."

Loiral has no words to defend himself with, he doesn't even know what he said wrong. He whimpers and his master laughs again. But more softly. "Panic not. I am not accusing you of lying to me. I simply think you are confused. You have little interest in pleasing me yet. What you want is merely to avoid angering me, wouldn't you agree?" "I'm sorry master," Loiral apologises desperately. He's torn between the desire to press himself lower against the floor, and the knowledge that he shouldn't pull away from the hand in his hair. "I'm sorry, I, I can try harder, uhm, I'll, uhm..." "Hush," Marcus smiles, and Loiral is glad to obey. "You may relax, drow. I am not angry, and I am not intending to hurt you today." "Thank you master," Loiral breathes. "I have taught you with fear, it is no surprise to me that it is fear that motivates you. ... But perhaps you are still too shaken for philosophy, poor thing."

The grip on his hair is released, and Loiral remains frozen in place, paralysed by eye contact and the acute awareness of how easily those hands can inflict agony. "Never mind it. Simply come downstairs and follow my orders, and you need worry about nothing else for now.

There is a terrible comfort in that.

Downstairs, Loiral drops back to his knees without needing to be told. "Stay there," Marcus confirms. He fills a pewter mug from a pitcher, and brings it to Loiral. It feels unnatural for Loiral to lift his head while so scared and so wretched. He hesitates, and Marcus does it for him with two fingers under his chin. "Drink," comes the order. The water is cool and clean. When the mug is empty Marcus turns away again, and returns with a square of dense fungus cake. "Eat." He breaks off small pieces, and brings them directly to Loiral's mouth. Loiral eats, and barely spares a thought for the humiliation. He is so very hungry, and the food goes down easily. After the food there is more water. It is good.

And then, "How are you feeling, drow?" "I don't know, master," Loiral answers honestly. He has no words for the shivering emptiness in his head. "Hmm."

Silence stretches, and Loiral aches with fear. 'I don't know' isn't good enough. The nightmare is unending and there is no way out. His chest heaves. Uncontrolled shudders race through his body.

"If you do as I command, I will not need to hurt you like that again," Marcus tells him softly. "I'll do everything you command," Loiral promises. "I'm sorry I disobeyed you, I'm so sorry." "That punishment is over. Do you understand? Look at me, I want to see your eyes." Loiral lifts his gaze. His breath keeps catching in his throat. What is he expected to say? "It is done. Paid for in full. I am not angry any more. It is like I said – though I cannot blame you if you do not recall the details of that conversation – I understand why you had to try and run from me. I have caused you a lot of suffering, of course you want to escape me. "And you understand that I had to punish you harshly, so that when the thought next occurs to you, you will remember that it is not worth the consequences. But the lesson is taught, and there is no need for me to hurt you further. It is behind us now. Do you understand?"

There is a logic to it, and Loiral wants to believe. He is so, so helpless against Marcus deciding on a whim to indulge his cruelty. He would far prefer to believe that it won't happen for no reason. But he doesn't. "Yes master," he nods anyway. "I understand, master." "Punishment means nothing without mercy to contrast it against."

Loiral simply watches his master woodenly, and after a few moments Marcus smiles again. "Can I trust you to wash yourself?" "Master?" "If I leave you unsupervised with a tub of hot water and so forth, are you able to get yourself clean without assistance?" "Yes, master." Loiral is wary. What's the catch? "Good. This way then -- you may walk."

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[girlcalledwhatsername]

Many of y'all aren't ready to hear this but people started saying narc abuse which is an inherently ableist term because y'all couldn't say "psycho ex" anymore, yes even where it's not about an ex, the sentiment stands, too much of the langauge was reactionary and ableist because everyone loooves painting people with disorders, especially psychosis and personality disorders, as monsters, and you keep finding new ways to do it while trying to make it sound woke

Think about the implications of the words you use and why you feel the need to say that when abuse, psychological abuse, emotional abuse, physical abuse, etc already cover the things you want to convey. Don't just blindly hop onto every new trendy term you come across. Jeez.

[leviathan-supersystem]

You seem to miss that he used the post-WWII starting point. 25% from 0% due to postwar devastation is a very big difference but it's not nearly a situation fitting what the OP asked.

actually, if you’ll use basic literacy, you’ll notice the starting point was 513 million square feet of housing, quite a bit more than zero.

"Can you give a historical example of any kind of "civilian- focused" innovation that occurred in the US that all civilians, including working class, poor, and homeless people, actually have had access to? And that didn't also exist in the USSR?" "That all civilians" is the point which you and all the other Soviet fanboys are deliberately blinding yourselves to. If not all civilians had it, then it applies to the literal question asked, which I answered.

actually, if you’d use basic reading comprehension, you’d notice what they asked for was a civilian focused innovation in the US that all civilians (including homeless people) in the US had access to. and- I cannot believe I have to explain this- homeless people in the US do not have access to housing.

your claims that housing was denied to much of the Soviet population is completely unsupported, but even if it weren’t unsupported nonsense you pulled out your ass, you’d still have completely failed to point to a civilian focused innovation that all civilians in the US have access to which didn’t exist in the USSR.

Can you give a historical example of any kind of "civilian- focused" innovation that occurred in the US that all civilians, including working class, poor, and homeless people, actually have had access to? And that didn't also exist in the USSR?

I’ll give you five examples that did not exist in the USSR.

1) Mass produced cheap housing, which is not a factor that exists now due to a variety of reasons post Reagan but never had the slightest will on the part of the Gosplan planners to produce a single shred of it and so they never did.

2) Agricultural innovation in the USA overproduces to a point that the USA pays its farmers to distinctly underproduce. The USSR literally conned the USA out of its entire grain reserve for the year 1977 to prevent a 1933 style famine in its last couple of decades, because collectivization took the inefficient foundation of late Tsarist agriculture and made it astronomically worse.

3) Computers and the Internet. The USSR never came close to developing this and would never have done so because information was power in the USSR and the Internet was a political threat to this….even if it had the ability to develop it, and it most assuredly did not.

4) The modern online economy that kept people fed now. Now you might whine and say ‘but the USSR doesn’t co-exist with it’ and I would take that as proving the point about the Soviet Union.

5) The distribution centers, in the form of Wal-Mart like superstores and grocery stores, with full shelves, which absolutely did not exist in the Soviet Union.

Now I fully expect bad faith responses from people who will insist that the USSR totally had all of this and  conspicuously failed to get it in front of television cameras  and that it did decline and fall because warrgarbl CIA and not Gorbachev losing the Russian tradition of mass butchery of the masses to preserve the classes for a moment in time.

[just-aro]

aww poor lil baby thinks sending me anon hate including ableist langauge will make me be less loveless 🥺

like buddy... i use this term because it’s freeing and lets me be myself. trying to shame me makes me even more certain of my terms out of sheer spite 🖤

[slugass]

if i have to hear the phrase “psychotic killer” one more fucking time i swear to fucking god

[fictionkinfessions]

we're jevil-kin and we have always been a bit insane about seam,, we thought we really missed them but we recently started realising a lot of our kin memories seem to be more from seams perspective and now we're suspecting we're both jevil and seam kin from the same canon.. we aren't sure if that's possible but our bond was very strong..

then again we might just be really missing seam and making shit up in our brain

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[sys-garden]

I feel like discussing ableist langauge is like...the recycling of the disability world.

is recycling gonna stop global warming?  no because the biggest poluters are companies and military powers mainly from the U.S and the U.S would never tell them to chill out cause companies and the military gives the U.S power.

But you should still try to recycle ya know?

no longer using ableist langauge like stupid or crazy doesn’t get rid of systematic structures that make disabled people and mentally ill people have more struggles in life and live shorter lives.

for me its more about making you aware of people you may not think of often an what they go through. And how the value of intelligence and stigma of mental illness can hurt everybody even outside of the intended groups. I know not every disabled person or mentally ill person is hurt by someone saying stupid or crazy. like me for example I’m autistic and i got a psychotic disorder. does crazy hurt me? yes and no. It doesn’t hurt because if I let it hurt I would hurt alot. it makes you more aware and once you are aware of the problem you can do other stuff to address the problem, systematic ableism survives longer if the average citizen doesn’t care and doesn’t know.

But I also think the reason why the internet fixates on ableist langauge instead of other problems disabled people face is because the internet doesn’t know how to do other discourse and is very good at self-sabotage you know what I mean? Trying to limit ableist langauge would be like the first step maybe of being a good ally, maybe even 1/3 of step one but people keep on tripping on the first step.

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[nymsonlinecottage]

Shameless is really good, but I recommend being 18 because it’s got a lot of nudity and deals with heavy topics in... less than ideal ways. Also has ableist langauge (tho it tones down in later seasons)

Ooh, yeah, I've heard about it before, never really watched it tho. I think one of my friends did? Idk lol