#and you're still a faggot?

[chaoszgod]

literally begging people to take 5 minutes to learn about the american military industrial complex, the poor/poverty to military pipeline, and how the american military treats its soldiers before condemning every single veteran because you think "muhmuh all soldiers evil!!1!!!1!1!11".

[tenshi-agerasia]

i don't care what minorities you are, you still shouldn't be using slurs in a derogatory context to "prove a point." it's so agitating to see people get heated defending queer rights and then drop the r slur in the same sentence. like are you hearing yourself

[hippo-in-a-blouse]

Literally though. Don't go appealing to people who hate you and forsaking and shitting on your own community. They don't like you and never will. Don't go leaving the 'People against leopard face eating' and join the 'Leopards eating people's faces' party and then cry when it turns out they still don't like you. Because when the time comes for a reckoning I won't feel bad for you.

When (hopefully never) these people who want us killed and put into camps get what they want you won't be spared. Maybe as a courtesy you'll be one of the last ones thrown in, but your life will end the same as ours. And as the entire prison courtyard comes together to beat your ass I won't feel a single bit of sympathy. "Well well well. If it isn't a member of the 'Leopards eating people's faces' party getting their face eaten by leopards." And as you look up at me and yell "Beyoncé help me!!" All I will be able to do is look back at you and go "YADA YADA YA YADA YADA YA." "Bitch, that's not even english!?" I will sleep peacefully that night awaiting my execution while your carcass will be scavenged by the other inmates.

This Pride I hope that all of you never ever forget that no amount of sanitizing your sex life or sanding down of your LGBT edges will make bigots accept you. So, don’t debase yourself by capitulating an inch to them, especially in ways that throw your fellow community members under the bus.

[homunculus-argument]

The people who go "well who's going to look after you when you're old?" when you say you're not having kids are breathtakingly naive. Our next-door neighbour, somewhere in her mid-80s, has a son, grandkids, and a grear-granddaughter, and who's the one she calls when she needs help, and checks that she's not spending christmas alone? Me and my boyfriend.

Having kids is irrelevant if the answer to that question is still going to be "the mentally ill faggots next door."

[wisconsindeathtrippp]

Hatefuck me and pretend you don't enjoy this as much as you actually do

[weatherelectric]

Okay so ik that we're supposed to like "Ask for pronouns!" and all of that but if another queer person who I don't know singles me out and plays the pronoun guessing game I'm going to lose it.

[rollingwiththecheeses]

So I've been trying to understand the takes in this post more, because it's always better to try and understand what the other side is saying before forming an opinion and yadda yadda, and the hot takes I've seen in this post as of now are:

Oh noes alphabet soup bad, labels bad, let's all say faggot or queer instead;

People who dislike slurs aren't allowed to do so because... ?

Super young people with no trauma dictating to older people what they should do.

Well... These are interestingly out of touch takes.

Posting faggot and queer like 2am gunshots to keep property values on my blog low and scare away assimilationist LGBTs who want to replace my empty lot full of native wildflowers with a 5-over-1 because they're too traumatized by their upbringing to accept the reality of our diverse marginalized community

[lastoneout]

Honestly if there's ONE thing I wish I could get all queer people to understand is that if you're in a situation where you know everyone would treat you differently, especially to the point of it putting your life in danger, if they found out you're queer, you aren't experiencing privilege, you're in a hostage situation.

Like sorry experiencing "passing privilege" is actually just being trapped in a room with a bloodthirsty t-rex and having people tell you that you should be thankful because thier vision is based on movement and you can just stand still. It's not a privilege to be erased, to have to lie to everyone around you to stay safe-ish, to have to closet yourself because you know even a single step out of line could be the end of your entire world.

None of us should have to be thankful to stand in front of a loaded gun while the person holding it goes "haha, don't worry, I only use this on faggots, and you're not a fag....right?" Like this is not a net good and it has almost nothing in common with actually being part of a privileged group.

Anyway, Happy Pride, let's leave this shit behind.

[evilkitten3]

kinda fascinating how many people in the notes immediately saw this and decided this post was pro-israel. i've said this before and i'll say it again - criticism of israel is not antisemitic, but a lot of you are.

i keep seeing the increasing amount of antisemitism in leftist circles and as a jewish leftist i don't really like it. i don't like when people refuse to listen to jews when they speak about antisemitism.

nobody is immune to bigotry. just because you are a leftist (or claim to be one) it doesn't mean it's impossible for you to show microaggression.

[biracy]

Actually my own post. People are soooo fixated on whether or not they can "reclaim" xyz slur that they completely fail to consider whether or not they're in a social setting wherein slinging slurs around like candy is actually appropriate. Like it doesn't actually matter if "ummmm I can reclaim" if someone is like "hey this is a public Discord server can you stop saying 'faggot' every other message" because you're still making people uncomfortable by refusing to stop being an edgelord for two seconds. You are not "owning the straights" you're making other gay people uncomfortable and acting like that's political activism

[swagging-back-to]

my 'homo accepting' family refusing to get me the vinyl for garden spider after seeing this track was on it and instead choosing to get me absolutely nothing for Christmas after tey already agreed I could choose a vinyl for them to get me

[brinnanza]

if someone throws a rock at you, you are allowed to catch it. you have a rock now! cool! what you are NOT allowed to do is throw the rock at someone else. you caught the rock to STOP violence being done to people, not so YOU can do violence with it.

an appalling number of marginalized people in this upcoming generation appear to be under the impression that saying they're "reclaiming" a slur gives them a free pass to use that slur in a derogatory way towards other marginalized people in their communities that they dislike or think are annoying. maybe it's just the people i've had the misfortune of encountering in the wild, but it's getting bleak out there, folks.

like the other day i encountered some cunt using the fucking R slur to refer to an autistic person stimming in a way they found annoying, and when confronted about their ableism, they replied, "oh, i have ADHD, i can reclaim it." and it's like, no, you jackass, you absolutely the fuck cannot! that is not what that means! if the way you use a word is indistinguishable from the way a fucking nazi would use that word, then you're not "reclaiming it" anymore, you dumb bastard!!! you're just using it the same way the damn nazi does!!! shut the fuck up and be kinder you ass!!!

[omniseurs-blog]

I am a stealth trans man, the privilege I have is being treated like a man as soon as they see me

If I'm applying for a job, I am treated like a woman trying to be perceived as a man, because they still see my legal name and gender marker on my ID.

If I'm trying to date, I'm perceived as a predator by straight women, a confused lesbian by bi/lesbian women (these demographics I rarely, if never go after), a tomboy by straight/bisexual men, and a gay fetishizer by gay men. At best with trans women, I become the therapist, and with trans men, it becomes an argument of passing better or worse and jealousy. That's not to say out of every demographic there are people who handle the relationship properly, but that the majority don't.

In friendships, things can go great for months and months, sometimes even years before they find out I'm trans and they start acting weird about it.

Suddenly they recommend more "feminine" music, hobbies, activities to do with me, they suddenly view me as their therapist to vent about difficulties with women, and that's all the BEST case scenario, that's the BEST thing that could happen from them finding out, this one's also the easiest to handle, "I thought you might like to see my grandmas garden.... My grandpa also likes it... Haha" - "no, nah, I wanna get back to playing eve online with you though, I mean, I do have some fake plants, heard they help with depression, think real ones would last a month at most".

An unfortunate amount of people react to things they don't understand with anger and attacks, whether that be verbal or physical.

I used to be nearly best friends with a girl named Kat. Unknown to me at the time, she had a crush on me. She invited me over, we got to her bedroom (in my mind, to hang out), she pushed me on the bed (I thought it was playful, like wrestling), and she pulled my shirt up and saw my binder, jumped away, and started apologizing. I went home straight after that. After that, she avoided me, and called me a faggot, rapist, molester, and creep after that. I wasn't interested in her at all before or after that, and I wasn't the one who initiated or caused that situation to happen.

Another incident was while I was at the mental ward, in which they usually refused to put my chosen name on the cards, and I would turn it around and write my chosen name every time I saw it. Unfortunately, I usually wasn't fast enough and someone saw my dead name on the card. He started asking me inappropriate questions, calling me a tranny, and eventually lead to him punching me in the face, the police being called, and the police did nothing besides give me a court date in an entire state over, which I had no way to get to, meaning nothing happened and the case was dropped.

A lot of people react to things they don't understand with suddenly disappearing from your life too.

You join a hobby discord server, talk, people think you're cool, they add and DM you, you get along fine talking to each other, you mention as relevant to the conversation that you're trans, the conversation magically fizzles out and becomes dry, and then they stop responding all together, usually intermitten with one or 2 inappropriate questions about your genitals or body or kids or hormones or surgery.

[pseudomonaslisa]

"and all that stuff about wolves!"

"well, i suppose a dog has a right to dream."

"but wolves aren't like that! why should they be? they know who they are, and they know who the rest of the pack are. it's all--an image, a smell, a feel, a shape. wolves don't even have a word for wolves. it's not like that."

[boypied]

saviour

BOB REYNOLDS x M!READER

MDNI + FDNI, mature content below.

WARNINGS: homophobic themes, mentions of slurs, mentions of hate crime, swearing, kissing, protective!bob.

SUMMARY: trying to calm bob down after he punches someone in the face after they hurt you.

Even though you've both been dating for a couple of months now, Bob is still all giddy and nervous around you. He loves doing special things for you whether they are extremely big gestures or just little ones, you appreciate both. Bob thought that it would be a nice idea if you and him went out for a walk since the sun was shining, and he didn't really want to be all cooped up in your apartment.

You and Bob are holding hands as you walk through the quiet streets where you can pretty much only hear the sound of the wind whooshing back and forth. “Whooooosh” Bob says, mimicking the wind, which causes you to burst out laughing, which then makes him smile cause that's his favourite thing to see from you... other than the obvious thing of you riding his cock till there is tears in his eyes.

As you're walking more and more people begin to appear as you get closer to the main city and further away from your small town, It's not hard to notice that the build-up of people has very obviously made Bob nervous as he squeezes away at your hand. “Baby, are you okay?” You ask him softly as you pull him out the way of people, “Y-Yeah, i'm fine. Maybe we can just start heading back now.” he asks you softly, and you nod your head, giving him an innocent smile.

As you both start walking back the way you came, you start feeling uneasy as a man approaches you from behind and walks through both you and Bob, breaking apart our hands from touching. “Hey! What the fuck.” You gasp out as you shake your hand, the man turns to you and pushes you against the wall aggressively as you bang your head against the brick wall.

“go fuck yourself, faggot.” the man grunts out.

you stumble off the wall, and Bob notices the very obvious blood patch from your head, which must've happened on impact. “Bob, let's just go h-home now.” You mumble out in pain as you try to fight back tears, and Bob's eyes have never looked so furious as he watches the man that assaulted you walk away. “I'm gonna fucking kill him.” Bob blurts out as he starts walking over to the guy, you stand there in shock as you watch the scene unfold. You've never seen Bob like this.

“Hey!” Bob shouts out as he practically speed walks over to the man, “Oh, what do you want now fagg-” and before the man can even finish his sentence Bob's fist collided with his face breaking his nose on impact. You stand in shock but also kinda turned on, Bob grabs the guy by the hem of his shirt and pulls him over to you as he leans down to whisper in his ear, “apologise.” he whispers in the man's ear but he stays silent until Bob punches him in the stomach, “Apologise to my boyfriend... NOW!” He shouts at the man.

“O-OKAY! I'M SORRY!” The man shouts in fear as blood runs down his nose and drips onto the floor as Bob's grip soften as he drops the man and he immediately pulls you towards him, “w-we need to get you to the hopsital.” he murmurs in your ear as he holds back tears, and you just pull away and smile at him “my saviour.” You mumble out as you peck his lips. Bob just stares at you with a lot of concern as well as love, “he's lucky I didn't kill him for hurting you.” he mumbles out as Bob walks you to the hospital.

After the trip to the hospital, you had to get two stitches as well as preventing Bob from going out and committing murder. You now lay in bed with Bob holding you from behind covering your neck in kisses as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear as you listen to the soften of his voice knowing exactly that this is where you want to be.

“I love you bob.” You mumble out in a state of tiredness, “I love you too... and I did the dishes.” he mumbles in your ear and you both just burst out laughing, as he pulls you closer.

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[edenspoem]

ermmm jackson!ellie fluff (that slows into suggestive themes) (not planned) trigger warning: Pregnancy. loser!faggot!GAYGAY!ellie. conclusion ellie loves milfs. center img from joelbebi.

sorry not sorry thinking about jackson!ellie x pregnant!reader (ripcord promo what about it?): who insists on throwing a baby shower for you, come rain or come impenetrable shine. now—ellie has no soft spot for parties; once, the town held a get-together for her seventeenth and invited joel, whom at the time she would entertain not a single word with, so, that speaks for itself. but something cracks her poor, forbidden and encrusted heart seeing you, sullen, fearful, and prepared to bring a little one into jackson without a smile about it. her freed heart gives itself a firm squeeze imagining all the impossible things she could give to your child—or the love of her life. but do you know that?

the whole hating-parties ordeal still strums its chord within ellie; she doesn't suck up to vanity and hosts it in joel's living room, (don't worry—they've made with good terms at this point!) all plain poppies, carnations and yellowed wallpaper (because the red means she loves you) but quite a humbling of invitations: her immediate friends and a few regulars on patrol, but nothing serious. and it especially makes sense when ellie chooses to give you your presents (or theirs) in private, the subtle rapture of conversation subdued a floor down. “here.” her freckled hands held out a box, with suspiciously good brown-paper wrapping you speculate to be joel's handiwork, unable to withhold the smile when she does. she follows along it with a continuation, “found it a long time ago—but, i guess you'll need it more than anyone else, now.” she pats her own thigh anticipatingly once its in your curious grasps, bouncing the same leg.

you sighed, soft as heaven. “you're too sweet.” and she is, going out of her capacities to accomodate your needs. the promise after that proves it. “um, you can also.. borrow or use whatever the fuck you need from my place—or joel's, cause he suggested that i.. uh, keep a warm bed ready. i think that's what he said, not sure what he meant by it though,” she all but sailed smooth, stuttering herself into confusion, and a laugh. it mattered no more, though, than the sweet, quick, quirk of her lips post-sentence, and her awkward (but cute) picking-at-a-random-spot-on-her-jeans is saliently interrupted—with a kiss. “it means you'd be sleeping on the floor.” you inched closer, catching her off-guard when she perked up at the silent shifting of the bed. “but i don't mind sharing.” moreso, when she forgets to close her eyes the second your lips clasp her upper one, surprised—but not at all complaining. she accepts it with an overwhelming kiss to reciprocate (the one she's been dreaming of, with a hungry pout and loving hand reaching up), and possibly a few marking over the round of your belly as she does what a Milf-loving-girl would do. The End <3