#anything can be a slur with malicious intent

[creatingblackcharacters]

"Calling Out Racists? Help!"

(shout out to the situation sender who's chosen to remain anonymous!)

NOTE: People of color, if you feel that your efforts would be in vain or cause more pain than it's worth, I fully respect not doing it. I've been there, and tbh I usually don't. But white netizens, I expect boots on the ground. Racism festers when no one does anything about it.

So, it's finally happened! You've come face to face with antiblackness in your fandom space. You never thought it could be this bad! Naturally YOU don't condone this behavior, so you take steps to remove yourself from this person.

However! Your friends and other fans are still happily sharing from someone that you KNOW is capable of this. Would they still be comfortable knowing they're yapping amongst racists? And then you wonder- should I tell everyone about them? I mean, surely everyone should know?

Thus we've come to the decision:

The Callout

In my honest opinion, callouts are morally neutral. When used to reveal consistent harmful beliefs, intentions, and behaviors to other people, usually of marginalized identities, I think they're critical. Our safety and humanity matters far more than someone's internet fame. If I can't stop someone from being a racist, I at least don't want their vitriol on my dash, and I ALSO don't want people thinking I agree! Racism shouldn't be tolerated at all, but unfortunately, many an antiblack racist has a popular following and will not be removed. Anything less overt than a slur like the example above is more often than not, not a dealbreaker for many.

On the other hand, when it is maliciously weaponized to drag someone down on nothing but hearsay and rumor, it can be devastating. It has often been used as retaliation against those very same marginalized peoples to shut down discussions of racism and other forms of bigotry. In my opinion, you should not do these sorts of things when you don't have any solid proof or an actual education on what you're talking about. Period.

I say that all to say, be intentional. Use your discernment and some critical thinking.

How Ice Deals With It

Let's say you see something that concerns you. First, you need to pay attention to if other Black fans have noted this person's behavior. Has it been previously noticed, have they seen dogwhistles you've completely missed? Keep in mind as well, antiblackness does not have to come from a white person. Don't let "I'm brown" fool you.

If you're confident: confront the person on the particular issue you've noticed.

��️‼️‼️ For the maintenance of your mental health, you CANNOT go into this expecting to change someone's mind and behavior. If you do, 9/10 you will face demoralization. You cannot walk into these thinking they care. Most people don't, and will deny the harm of their behavior. It sucks, but it's the truth. Change your perspective. The only goal you need to have is pointing out the harm done, so that this person loses the excuse to be racist out of "ignorance". Once you've spoken up, ball's now in their court.

Confrontation doesn't have to be negative! It can be as simple as "hey, what you said was not okay, here's why, and I hope that you can learn from this to do better for yourself and for your fans." Simple, to the point.

‼️Keep in mind, from Fans of Color: the private confrontation is a sign that we're trying to give you a chance to do right. Everyone's not going to receive that grace, nor do I expect every fan of color to offer it. It might just be up with you and your racism that day. 🤷🏾‍♀️ I would take the chance if offered.‼️

We're going to go two routes here.

1) It works

If it works, then what should come next is 1) a full acknowledgment of the violence and harm, 2) visible steps to ameliorate that harm, and 3) an apology to those harmed.

It doesn't have to be a complex apology (unless the situation itself was that large). But it has to be genuine and the change needs to be seen.

Very often you'll see apologies for antiblackness... To white fans. You cannot apologize for your actions to people who were not harmed by them, because they are not the ones with the right to accept the apology!!!! It's not a real apology. They've just covered for being exposed, is all. Be willing to hold each other accountable!

2) It doesn't work

This might still happen after the "it works", btw! Some people genuinely just want the appearance of progressiveness.

Here's where it gets gritty and you'll experience the most discomfort, I'm just being honest:

They might fucking suck!

They might suck, they might make it a point to share with their followers that you suck, and those same followers might also suck! You know how they sound? Like those people who fought for rapist Brock Turner because "he had a good future and this shouldn't ruin it". Yeah.

Recognize that this backlash you may experience from strangers is not coming just from their need to be entertained, but from a realization that if their fave is antiblack and they agree, then THEY are being antiblack too.

That acute pain you're feeling from this effort- you're now feeling a part of the chronic pain that is being a Black fan! And if you're white, you just temporarily sacrificed your whiteness to defend what was right, and now you are seeing a piece what that whiteness shields you from. Idk how else to put it.

Now what?

Well first, this shouldn't make you go "oh well there's no point in fighting racism bc they're so mean." Why do you want to identify with the people who just acted like that lmao. Antiracism is hard, but the right thing isn't always easy. Stand up and dust yourself off, soldier.

Take the steps to protect yourself. That might be a break from socials to decompress. Block people as necessary, use the tag blocker thing.

Recognize that you are not in the wrong for wanting this harm to be accounted for. If this person didn't want to be seen as a willful racist, they should have chosen to do better. They didn't want to, they chose to triple down on their racism, which they are now aware of doing! They just don't care. And that's not within your control. They wanna be a racist, let them be treated like one!

"Curate your space" as they say, and recognize that antiblackness is going to have you potentially removing folks you thought were cool left and right. You might see some people close to you show their true colors. It's time to make some tough personal decisions. I can't walk you through that. But I don't want to be around people who treat antiblackness with apathy, because birds of a feather... 👀

I obviously didn't cover every single scenario here. And this is only *my* way of dealing with these things (if I do at all, anymore). Some folks may go about it differently. But yeah, in summary, go in to point the racism out, and don't let the response determine your self value. 👍🏾

[cyncerely-bullshit]

when it comes to internet drama, there’s three things I look for:

1: How the accused defends themselves

2: How the accused’s friends defend them

3: How stan accounts defend them

In that order, btw.

If someone is cancelled and makes a genuine apology and very clearly explains that they either didn’t know better or feel genuine remorse, the drama usually ends there. If the internet decides the response was invalid, friends get involved if they truly believe their friend is innocent. After all, the internet doesn’t know them, but their friends? People they speak with everyday? They usually know well enough to speak on if the person deserved to be canceled. Lastly, if the apology was bad and the friends either didn’t step in or made things worse, check the stan accounts. They will almost always pull something up to defend their favorite parasocial relationship. Sometimes they find pretty damning pieces of evidence to support the accused, sometimes they throw shit at the wall and hope it sticks. They bring up points the average person would never even thing to bring up, and sometimes it works in their favor.

Let’s take a look at how these three rules apply to Dream and Tommy, shall we?

Dream:

1: Crashes out live on stream for like 5 hours, brings up a bajillion other things to distract from the original issue, makes a reddit post where he doesn’t apologize for shit then promptly deletes it, calls Tubbo and never once concedes that he may be wrong, belittling what Tubbo says and changing the topic whenever he knows that Tubbo is right and he can’t argue it (also called Tubbo “Tommy” multiple times)

2: None of his friends stepped up. From what i’ve heard a few Spanish streamers spoke on his behalf, but no word from his housemates and closest friends. The way I see it, George can’t defend him because his career is already on the rocks with the Caiti situation (which, if I may remind you, Dream stuck up for George hard and Sapnap [though he wasn’t there] said that he knows George well enough to believe there wasn’t malicious intent [im paraphrasing]). Point is, when a member of the DTeam got cancelled, they banded together as friends, showing they weren’t afraid to defend each other. George likely doesn’t want to put his job in jeopardy by involving himself in more drama, but Sapnap has been silent despite being the least problematic member of the DTeam by a long shot. Even Badboyhalp (who didn’t speak on it directly) talked on stream about how much respect he had for everyone Dream had name dropped and villainized (Tommy, Tubbo, etc) while Dream was in chat.

3: DTeam stans, and Dream stans especially, can be brutal. I have seen what they can pull out to defend their youtubers, if you’re reading this you probably have too, and it’s crazy. So it speaks volumes that their only argument in this case that I’ve seen is the very same one Dream used initially: he’s neurodivergent, he can’t help it. He didn’t know it was wrong, he was genuinely trying to be a good role model to the kids of the server but his autism made him act like that, the essay he sent to Tommy wasn’t manipulative at all, etc. I should not have to explain why this is not an argument in the slightest and shouldn’t even be taken as one. Other than that, there isn’t an edited snapchat photo, message, or post to be argued (at least not on Dream’s side). Dream very clearly did everything and is still arguing that he’s in the right. There is no evidence against him because he’s still talking about not regretting doing anything, so the stans have to argue with what they can.

Tommy:

1: made a short and concise 5 minute video calmly explaining his side and why Dream wasn’t good to him, telling him that the r slur wasn’t a joke and he personally knew good and kind people who were discriminated against with that word and how it isn’t acceptable to be used ever, and telling Dream to take some time off the internet, go to therapy, and spend time with his family.

2: Shout out Tubbo and Jack, the absolute strongest of fighters in this whole thing. For as much as Dream complained about Tommy “manipulating people into hating him,” he didn’t speak on Jack enough. Jack Manifold has not been quiet about his distaste for Dream, and is the one who brought it up on his and Tommy’s podcast. Tommy is the one who was trying to talk about Dream neutrally and change the subject, meanwhile Jack just went off, but somehow according to Dream, Tommy was the one accusing him of things. And Tubbo, the strongest of them all, watching Dream’s whole breakdown with a neutral and (mostly) calm perspective, speaking with him (more like talking at him while he said “let’s move on” or “let’s agree to disagree”) and fighting for his best friend. I’m glad the divorce was amicable. Dream had accusations, Tubbo had logic. It was an easy fight. Also, let’s not forget Ranboo, Philza, Sneegsnag, Aimsey, AverageHarry, Jimmy, Joel, Molly Melinks, Sarah Simons, Rue (Tom’s old roommate), Jonaay, MaxGGs, Kwite, Pokimaine, and many more that sided at the very least against Dream, but mostly against Dream and with Tommy. Also the fact that Dream’s supposed friends like HannahxxRose, VelvetisCake, and Sapnap himself were in Tubbo’s chat during the argument.

3: Ah yes, the 15 million people that got called the r slur. Easiest defense of a celebrity ever, since Tommy did nothing wrong, just defended himself. Even when Dream tried to say he used child labor to make his videos and the editors were underpaid, it wasn’t the fans who defended Tommy, it was the editors themselves. Tommyinnit truly has exactly 1 enemy.

just wanted to get all this off my chest and explain how I deal with internet drama and why this is quite frankly the most non-divided drama i’ve ever seen. I’ve never seen someone so in the wrong be so confident about it, it’s truly baffling.

anyway, back to coding.

[awakefor48hours]

Hard of Hearing Mimosa

Part 2ish of another post I made. I really like this headcanon and wanted to go over it a bit more detail because I got too attached.

Disclaimer: I'm not a CODA, Deaf, or Hard of Hearing (HoH) so if I get anything wrong, I'm sorry. It's not my intention to misrepresent/hurt anyone with this. If I get something wrong, please let me know and I'd gladly fix/change this.

+addition by @saorichan42 that I really appreciate

Mimosa Vermillion is HoH (headcanon) and starting off this post, let's look at her life.

We never get to see the Flower Vermillions' parents so we don't know their personalities, there's room for assumptions to be made about them that don't break the world-building.

The royals/upper-class members of BC are shown to have ableist beliefs and looking at Kirsch, it seems to be as if the environment they grew up and it didn't leave room for any other thoughts. Working off of that assumption, if Mimosa did have any hearing issues, that information would probably be heavily redacted.

If Mimosa (or another royal for that matter) was HoH, her parents would do everything in their power to stop that information from getting out. Meaning, she probably wasn't taught sign language and was forced to learn how to read lips and talk at a young age so that way she could pass as hearing.

There's also the matter of how Mimosa talks. She's quiet and soft-spoken. When it comes to people in the Deaf community, the opposite is typically true. Due to the hearing loss, folks in the Deaf community don't always know how loud they're being but if Mimosa were to pass as hearing, I could see the opposite for her.

When it comes to learning how to pronounce words, it's harder to learn the sounds words/letters make which can cause mispronunciations of common words. If Mimosa were to ever mispronounce a word, speaking softly could potentially avoid this situation. If she were to mispronounce a word, it would be harder to hear.

This could also explain why she's bad at reading the room. The thing about reading lips is that it's hard. Even if she was taught early, reading lips isn't easy. There's so many things like accents, speech impediments, yelling, facial hair, body language, and more that can make it hard to read lips. It's also recommended to make guesses when you don't understand what someone says (ex. "Hi, how ___ you?" and guess that it's "Hi, how are you?").

There's also a matter of tone. Tones and emphasis can change the meaning of a sentence (ex. the sentence "I'm so happy you" and "I'm so happy for you." are the same sentence but they have two different meanings).

So if she was hard of hearing, forced to pass as hearing, and constantly trying to read everyone's lips while also trying to understand their tone, it would be very hard to read the room.

Looking at Mimosa's character and how she presents herself in the series/thinks of herself is also important.

In Mimosa's introduction, Noelle says something passive aggressive to her but her aggressive nature flies completely over Mimosa's head. She just smiles and brushes past it. (Chapter 12)

Judging by Noelle's thought bubble and what we know about Mimosa, Mimosa didn't say this maliciously. From her POV, Noelle asked an actual question and now she's sending similar energy back to her. Using the heacanon that she's hard of hearing, this could be an instance of Mimosa not understanding tones in conversation.

There's also this moment that stuck with me (Chapter 17)

Mimosa calls herself "slow," a term that can be used in two different ways. The first way is literal, in the sense that Mimosa lags behind everyone else but that's not the case here. The moment they landed, Mimosa was attacked, even Klaus was surprised so I don't think she'd beat herself up for this.

Leaving the other way being a stand-in for a intellect slur. People with disabilities like Deaf/Hard of Hearing, are typically at risk of having their intellect commented on like this.

It's also very clear that others have said this to her seeing as how in Noelle says the same thing in a flashback (Chapter 19) and her character page calls her "an airhead."

Looking at this, this means Mimosa feels this way about herself because she was told this from others and has internalized it.

There's also her relationship with Asta. Pretty much every character in BC who has talked to Asta has commented on the fact that he screams nonstop but Mimosa doesn't. In fact, she even thinks his shouting is charming (chapter 22)

Asta's constant yelling is an unlikable quality that no one likes, except Mimosa. If she had a hard time understanding people, his loud nature could be helpful for her to understand what he's saying without needing to guess.

Next, looking at Mimosa's magic. At the beginning of the series, Mimosa doesn't know any offensive spells. She's part of the Vermillion family and all Vermillions are supposed to join the Crimson Lions when they get their grimoire. Meaning that she was supposed to be a magic knight from birth and expected that she would be on the battlefield but she doesn't know a single offensive spell. Not to say a lack of offense is bad for combat, take a look at Finral, but the fact that she doesn't know any is strange.

While plant magic is typically used for healing and support, it's not impossible to learn/teach offense. In fact, take a look at Kirsch. He uses plant magic, grew up with the same parents/in the same household, and he almost purely uses it offense, so why not Mimosa? Why is Mimosa the only one in the Clover Silvamillion family who just learned support spells? Here comes the headcanon.

Going back to the ableist beliefs held by the royals, if Mimosa was disabled, her parents may have wanted to train her to enhance her abilities so she could one day she could "fix" her disability.

Looking at Mimosa's history with her own magic, it's important to note her affinity for healing and the praise she received for it. (Chapter 19)

Her healing magic, even for a royal, has been shown to be on another level. I also want to look at the quote "a healer who can heal ANY injury." It seems as if this idea that she could heal anything was spread around her house a lot and who knows, maybe it was her parents who started this.

Even though the royals scoff at hard work, Mimosa was able to pick up offensive spells somewhat quickly. After meeting Asta, Mimosa finally wants to learn how to fight herself and is able to learn her first offensive spell (Chapter 114)

When they do meet again, Mimosa does say she hasn't seen Asta for a long time, she still learned a powerful offensive spell in under a year. She probably could've done this sooner if she learned at a younger age but she didn't.

There's also the matter of Mimosa's tracking spells.

Along with having a strong affinity for healing magic, she's also really good at using tracking spells. As we all know, royals have high mana levels but that doesn't explain why her tracking magic is so well-tuned. (Chapter 12)

While I don't think it's incredibly strange to know tracking spells if her specialty is support magic, it is a little random. But if she was HoH, using spells like this might be helpful for filling in the gaps that she can't hear.

Also, because I use my time wisely, I went through all the manga chapters and here's all the instances where Mimosa's hearing could play a role in the story and here we go.

During the Royal Knight arc, while Mimosa is introducing herself to Zora, she has her back turned to her crystal while they talk. She has her back turned to it until their crystal is shot. (Chapter 113)

Speaking from firsthand experience, when someone shoots at you, it's easy to tell where the bullets are coming from using sound (yes, I'm from the USA, how could you tell) but when their crystal was shot, Mimosa didn't know where the shot came from and needed to use a tracking spell in order to find out where the sniper was. Part of it was definitely because pinpointing where their enemies were hiding but she still didn't know where they were even coming from in the beginning.

Also, all the moments someone has their backs turned to Mimosa, she doesn't typically say anything to them

Chapter 14 || Chapter 116 || Chapter 136 || Chapter 155 || Chapter 210

When Klaus tells her to just focus on herself, she doesn't acknowledge it. Typically people in this position would say something like "yes" or "thank you" or "okay" but Mimosa doesn't.

When Kirsch starts talking to Mimosa, she immediately closes her eyes. If she were hard of hearing, this is almost the equivalent of covering her ears. But he's also very loud and close to her face as he talks meaning she could probably hear part of what he's saying.

Klaus asks a good question but Mimosa, who's looking in a different direction, doesn't even acknowledge Klaus's question.

In this scene, Asta and Yuno have their backs turned to Mimosa while they argue with Bell. While Mimosa watches, she does think to herself "what is going on" while this happens. At this point, Mimosa should know Bell well enough that she gets jealous but here, when everyone has their back turned to her, she doesn't know what's going on.

In this moment, Mimosa is looking away from Rhya as he talks about What Rhya has to say is acknowledged but it's by Nozel saying "prince?" but not by Mimosa even though she said something first.

This is another moment where I want to bring Asta back into this topic.

The first time Mimosa ever responds to someone who has their back turned to her is Asta. (Chapter 193)

In this moment, Asta is yelling and for once Mimosa says something back. It's a simple "huh" and "what" but she's still responding to what he's saying.

There's also this scene later (Chapter 195)

Mimosa is looking at David's body as Asta asks his question but this time, he's not yelling and she doesn't even acknowledge he said anything.

She doesn't say "I don't know" or "let's look around" or anything of the sort. Her attention is immediately diverted elsewhere entirely, almost as if she didn't hear him...

The other time when she has to say something even though her back is turned is yet again when someone is yelling. Noelle makes her speech loudly and when Noelle yells "everyone?!" Mimosa also pipes in (Chapter 265)

The next scene I want to draw attention is her fight against Robero (the tongue dark disciple), there's a moment when they interact (Chapter 253)

Robero says something and Mimosa responds to it but it's kinda clunky.

Not to say "we trained so that we wouldn't lose to people like you" isn't fitting in this situation but it's not, per say, the best response to this. It's almost generic, just saying that she trained intensely.

Saying something like "we will never give up" is a lot more fitting response to what Robero has to say. "Never giving up" is a term often used in the series and it ties back to Robero saying that she should "just give up."

If she was hard of hearing, then in this case, she probably heard him say something (and since she's wrapped his tongue, she probably felt the vibrations) but because reading lips in this situation is impossible, she's probably making another guess. In this case, assuming that he said a taunt, she tried to give out an appropriate response to avoid looking small.

If you like this headcanon and you've integrated it into your own headcanons, I have then the one thing I ask of you, please learn a little bit of sign language. I'm not asking you to learn a new language but I am asking that you pick up the basics. As someone who knows basic ASL and has interacted with people who are Deaf or mute, knowing sign language has been really helpful in these situations. Some of them get really happy/excited when they realize someone will understand them. Even if all you go to do is learn the alphabet and say "hi" that's enough.

Also, if you're interested, I do recommend the YouTuber Jessica Kellgren-Fozard. She's a Deaf lesbian with a chronic disability and makes videos about her experiences with her disabilities and her sexuality. I really like her videos and if you're interested in supporting a Deaf creator, she's a good one.

[bi-dykes]

hi I'm genuinely curious as a teenage bisexual what are all the different like bi flags/names I've seen some but like I'm curious to know more. You don't have to go super into detail if you don't want id just like to know the different terms. Also sorry if I'm not phrasing any of this right I'm always nervous sending asks and I'm just genuinely so curious to learn more about bisexuality as a young bisexual

Hello hello! Thank you so much for this ask!

First things first, you do not need to apologize! There is nothing to be sorry about! You phrased this beautifully- and get this: I know you are young and have wonderful intentions to learn more, so in the chance that you do phrase anything wrong (which you didn’t! you did great!) I would merely gently correct you and we would move on 🌈🐬✨ you never need to be afraid to ask me questions!

second of all, you said I don’t need to go into detail, well hehe, get rektd :3 /lh

An important thing to know is that anybody- literally anybody- can make pride flags. There’s no knowledge you need first, you can just post them. This is both a blessing and a curse bc we’ve seen many beautiful bi flags and terms by bisexual ppl, but also, anyone with, heh, brainless behaviour or malicious intent can make one and post it, such as superstraight and semibisexual. You do not need to look at either of these unless you’d like to, they’re just as off putting as they sound.

So if you are looking for new bisexual flags and/or bisexual terms, you might come across a post of someone coining a harmful or brainless notion, like the two I listed above. So if you see a neat new pride flag, check the description the OP wrote of it, and other posts made by the OP!

Onto the flag definitions!

The original bisexual flag was made by Michael Page in 1998! It’s older than you or I! A common misconception is that the pink means “attraction to girls”, the blue means “attraction to boys”, and the purple means both. But, that’s ppl looking at the colour pink and blue and assuming genders to it (IMO green is a woman’s colour), because the pink shade for same genders attraction, blue for opposite genders attraction, and purple for both! So essentially attraction regardless of gender! (that is a bisexual phrase, not solely pansexual, don’t let anyone tell you differently!) This post by the Trevor Project explained it perfectly

In 2020, @dykenotdeer made the Bi Dyke flag!

It is for bisexual women/bisexual sapphics who reclaim the slur dyke! There is a misconception that only lesbians can reclaim dyke, so this post explains it well that all sapphics can reclaim it!

Side note: Sapphic is an umbrella term for all women who love women (and nonbinary folks if it encompasses them), it stands for lesbians, bisexuals women, pansexual women, trixics, etc. (Trixic means nonbinary loving women.) So women-loving-women is shortened to wlw, and nonbinary-loving-women to nblw. I say “bisexual women/bisexual sapphics” a lot bc sapphic is a way to encompass nonbinary folks who are womanhood aligned, and it is quicker than saying “bisexual women loving women and bisexual nonbinary folks loving women” OOF that’s a wordy sentence lol.

Which perfectly brings us to our next one…

Selenic is a term for bi women and bi sapphics!

Made by @ LUV4SAPPHICS on Twitter!

Sidenote: I have made a bi men/bi nblm version of this called khonsic! I was inspired by the beautiful stripe pattern and the name being derived from a moon deity!

Camellian is selenics who choose to only date sapphics! So while there is still attraction to men + attraction to all genders, camellian means acknowledging attraction to men, but rejecting them. Still very much bisexual because sexual/romantic orientation are not something we can switch off like a light switch or “become lesbian not bi” when we choose to not date men, but camellian is solely sapphic within who you choose to date!

Made by my beloved mutual @bi-sapphics! There’s 3 versions of this flag, one with no flowers in the centre, one with one flower in the centre, and one with two flowers in the centre that I showed above! That version’s my favourite

The bi4bi flag is for bisexuals who date/prefer to date fellow bisexuals! Any bi4bi couples, whether they’re male/female, female/female, male/male, nonbinary/female, nonbinary/male, and nonbinary/nonbinary- whatever the gender the ppl in the relationship are! If they are both bisexuals, they are a bi4bi couple!

Made by @ flirtyshybisotd on Twitter!

Bi Femme and Bi Butch flags are made by @disasterbisexual-moved ! The red-pink-purple is the bi femme one and the blue-yellow-navy is the bi butch one!

Akin to bi women/bi sapphics reclaiming dyke, there are many misconceptions that femme and butch are lesbian only terms. This post by my beloved mutual @bisexual-coala (who is a bisexual butch!) explains it perfectly!

Bihet is an insult to bi women and bi sapphics, also to bi men and bi achilleans as well even if it’s, to my knowledge, not as often. It’s ridiculing bisexuals, saying that we’re “not queer enough”. @femmebis made a bihet flag reclaiming this insult, and @asepride-archive made a bihet flag reclaiming it as well!

The top one is made by @femmebis and the bottom one is made by @asepride-archive !

I would also like to toot my own horn and show you the Bisexual Feminist flag that I made!

(for bisexual feminists of any gender! We should all be feminists and support women’s rights!)

The Bisexual Women flag I made!

(as I said earlier, I see green as a woman colour :)

Pastel Bisexual flag I made!

The meaning remains the same as the OG bi flag, just that I wanted to recolour it :)

I have made many bi flags so feel free to check them out if you want! And I have more in my drafts <3 Thank you again for the ask! 💖💖 And don’t hesitate to reach out if you have more questions!

Have a bisexually day! 🩷💜💙

The bi divider is made by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

[eaps-discussions]

🌘 INTRODUCTION 🌖

Heyy.. My name's Moon..

Or Moonstone, Moonlight..

Whatever name you pick.

I opened this blog with my.. other half?

Everybody seems to be doing it so I thought..

Why nothhh .... whaaa...hhh

hELLOOoOo FRIENDSJSJS! IM SUNNNN!

OR WELLL SUNSHIENJD? SUNRISEEeEeEe? SUNDR0PP? THERES TOO MANY NAMESSHSS!!!

I CANT WAITTT TO MEET YOU ALLL 😄🌈 IM SURE YOUR ALL GREATTSHHS!!!!!

WELCOME!

🌘 DISCUSSION RULES 🌖

🌙 RULE 1 :

Discriminating behavior towards anyone in the blog will NOT be tolerated. Regardless of their Opinion, Headcanon or Ship. If we see any insult, slur or indication of malicious intentions, only then, will there be consequences. All TSBS confessions are welcome, we don't do EAPS only!

🌙 RULE 2 :

People, misunderstandings happen all the time, there is no need to get so defensive. If you feel like something is not of your taste, just block the person or tag. IF the problem is rooted rather in actions and not taste, make sure to contact the blog so we can interfere.

🌙 RULE 3 :

No matter what, do not share sensitive media of yourself or anyone to us. We are strangers on the internet, regardless of everything, there's always danger and we can't prevent it. Even if you actively avoid/dislike said individual, it gives you no right to call them out and name drop them in public websites because of a disagreement.

🌙 RULE 4 :

This blog is not connected to the TSBS confessionverse. It is inspired by it, but since we don't have contact with the rest, we can't claim the blog canon to theirs! If they ever wish to contact and welcome us in their confession family however, we would be more than happy to join!

🌙 RULE 5 :

We are open to roleplays of all sorts, but we can't promise we would be actively doing that. There's not much to add here, simply when seeing a roleplay happen on this blog don't intrude randomly without asking for permission.

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[sailorsally]

https://www.tumblr.com/sailorsally/749561042813714432/oh-of-course-people-crying-about-misha-using-fag

teamfreewill2pointo also = tfw2pointo on Twitter, btw. You can really tell their intentions by who they’re replying to but alas.

I think there’s the added context here that Misha was talking to a British audience, for whom fag does have another meaning. I literally saw someone who’d been livetweeting their CR8 experience and said they were “having a fag with Mark Sheppard” (https://x.com/licksbloodydean/status/1784508487042506987?s=46) — no doubt Misha heard it a bunch that weekend, probably in the past/elsewhere too if Mark S also refers to a cigarette that way.

Regardless, there was clearly no malicious intent in what Misha said! Giving the history of something isn’t the same as using the word.

Yes, I am aware they market themselves as someone who is a fan of everyone and yet seem to have erm, favourites.

If their - or anyone's - intention was to paint Misha in a bad light with this transcript, they failed. If anything, the transcript shows very clearly what was the context of him using the word.

I'm genuinely a big believer that everyone should grow up and stop being afraid of words. Words aren't evil, intent with which they are said can be. I can never use a so-called slur and yet actively commit homophobic deeds.

And in Misha's case I am especially enraged because people who are criticizing him are literally telling him to alter how he talks about HIS childhood and upbringing & they have no right to tell anyone that the way they experienced things is wrong because they didn't turn out queer. THAT is homophobic.

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

im sorry but so much music, including some albums you've posted here, promotes misogyny, so your rule about no hateful albums is kinda limiting

so the conversation that goes with this question is so much bigger than one i can really have right at this moment, but i'll try to do my best with what i do have. hopefully that works for you.

⬇ rest of it down here

from a purely functional perspective, i'm unfamiliar with the vast majority of albums that are submitted to this blog, so unfortunately i'm not the best equipped to detect when albums are promoting bigotry, and there is absolutely not enough time in any of our days to go through the lyrics for every single submission (especially when some might not have been transcribed anywhere) to check for any bigotry.

then: there is the threshold. if we're aware of something that might be an issue, at what point does it become too much? for example, i have, in particular, given leeway to certain uses of un-reclaimed slurs when the date of usage may precede knowledge that those words are harmful, especially if the works are considered culturally significant (either in general or in the genre/movement itself). it's rather uncomfortable, but all things in their context.

the threshold is particularly relevant when talking about things that are deeply normalized in this cultural context. did this songwriter set out recreate violence or is it a really unfortunate reflection of the beliefs of the society the song was created in? obviously intention can only "protect" one so much since you have to look at the practical effects as well, but if you look at an album and can see that it was created to intentionally push hateful messaging, then that would be an example of something we wouldn't want to have on here without question.

you would be right to say that not allowing any discriminatory anything at all would be extremely limiting. most album covers with sexy women on them, i'm sure, are a reflection of societal misogyny. that's why, when we're aware of it, we have to judge things based on that context and hope that the people submitting albums also thought about this before submitting. we don't have so large a follower base that i'm particularly worried about malicious actors.

general criteria for stuff that i would consider over the threshold include (but aren't limited to): active use of dog whistles, especially in the titles, connection to a hate group, calls for violence (toward a vulnerable population), album art that is meant to make vulnerable populations feel afraid

the thing is, i have to be careful that if i'm going to reject an album submission, i have to be sure that any of my own unidentified biases aren't potentially causing me to do so. this is, i think, particularly relevant when minority/oppressed subcultures reflect bigotry that only exists in those communities as an end result of imperialist pressures. this is a difficult line to walk because i don't particularly want to participate on that side of, say, pinkwashing and its ilk. because of this, i tend to err on the side of permissiveness when it comes to subcultures that i'm not part of or familiar enough with.

anyway, if anyone thinks we might have missed something with an album that we've posted, please feel free to reach out and explain why we should take it down. please do this clearly and in a way that won't be easily misinterpreted, though. sending an ask off anon is the best way. again, it's really, really easy to miss stuff at the scale we have to do things at.

[ssstarscreamconjunx-alice]

Embers of a Starlit Flame|Chapter 6

(Straight up fluff chapter)

Shifting eyes send paranoia up his struts when he walks down the halls of the Autobot base. Hushed voices and malicious intent. He doesn’t belong here. He’s hurt just as many Autobots as any other Decepticon, if not more.

Maybe someone will cave and deck him, or Prowl will decide he’s too much trouble and lock him back up in the lower levels. Perhaps they’ll send him on a mission intent on his failure and then leave him to die. Unwilling to finish him with their own servos. Just like Megatron. Shielded as he may be from his former commander’s wrath, and whatever other consequences may await him, he’s at the Autobots’ mercy. At Prime’s mercy. And the big blue bot’s agreeable nature already ticks the Seeker off. As if he’s some saint.

The moment Starscream slips up, there will be Pit-fire, servos reaching to cage him. Isolate him again. Rip his shaky standing from beneath him and leaving him to be nothing once more.

Dragging him beneath the dirt, the servos claw at him, leaving deep chasms. Somehow he’s suffocating, air pulled from his intakes, and it burns. How could a Cybertronian lose breath they don’t have? Even the scarlet glow of his optics is snuffed in the unending dark. Slurred, static-laden vocals of those who’d see him suffer, those who beg to see it and make it their mission warble around his cocooned frame–

There’s a light, a pinprick; small enough he can hold it in his servos like some tiny creature. It’s warmth doesn’t halt the processes in his mind, the voices, or the cage… but it’s his. It asks nothing of him, and he cannot resist his servos gentle enclosing of its small hope…

Starscream’s optics startle alight. Woken by the smaller figure in his arms. The someone he’s yet to get used to, even after nearly a month. At least, in sharing a space. Her presence is comforting, but… organics move quite a lot during recharge.

She keeps shifting in her sleep. Starscream’s optics focus on her dozing form. Alice’s peaceful face softly illuminated by the warm crimson of his own optics. He brushes stray curls away before resting his dermas against her forehead and softly venting.

It’s not as bad as it was, he muses. Although his processor runs in circles during recharge, focusing on paranoid thoughts, regardless of the truth. He’s even allowed on limited scouting missions, now. It’s something to do, even if he must be supervised. Playing nice with those he hates had become second-nature long before he defected. The thought lingers, though, that one day Megatron will find him… and the Autobots will rescind their hospitality. Leaving him to die. It’s what the Decepticons would do, to a traitor like him. It’s what he would do.

The scent of her pulls him down from it, soothing him as he buries his nose in her hair. Soft, and welcoming. Just as her. Dragging him from the edge, where he’d have gladly ruined it all for some petty violence, or arrogant scheme. Behind enemy lines, brittle trust, and they are goading him to break it. To lash out, to betray them as is his reputation. And then she reminds him why he’s even here.

The Ritus bites at his processor to seal the deal. He’d never need to be reminded again; she’d always be there in the back of his mind. Silently encouraging him with the feel of her lifeforce. Do organics even have a spark? Is it even worth it to find that out?

If not, what could work instead? Processor buzzing with what-ifs, he draws her slumbering form closer. Basking in the plushness surrounding him and pressing against his chassis with warmth. Reaffirming the unyielding hold he had on her earlier in the night. He’d been lucky enough that their species were even compatible, going in arrogantly blind like that. Far too impulsive, but it had worked in his favor.

His processor dragged back to the sensation of her, yet groaning, frustrated when his modesty panel starts heating. It’s been too long, but neither had initiated anything of the sort since.

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The pair fell naturally into a steady routine. A simple and sweet one.

Starscream brushes the redhead’s disheveled curls from her eyes before ghosting his dermas over her forehead.

“Up, Alice.. time to wake..” Whispering, coaxing her to open her eyes with sleepy morning mumbles. It doesn’t take long to rouse her, loosening his hold to allow her stretching. They’d gotten rid of alarm clocks ages ago, since they only agitated the Seeker. Thankfully, he was rather good at waking up a few hours before either of them were needed, if he even slept.

Starscream swivels his legs out of the bed to give her room once he’s unwound his arms from her. His pedes make a muffled clunk on the strewn carpet beneath her berth. Straightening his wings out for a short stretch, mechanisms creaking from inactivity. Watching as she sleepily attempts to untangle from the blankets, then chuckling and giving her a hand when she nearly trips out of the bed. His crooked grin settles on his faceplate out of habit, letting his optics wander a bit on her sleepy form stretching in front of him, soft skin barely hidden by her just as soft frame coverings.

Alice hates mornings, something that’s become apparent. It’s in the lethargy, and how she shields from the light; grumbling into him when he steadies her. And he does, every time. Unsure of when his instinct became to catch her. Where this gentleness came from.

Her receptiveness to his touch reminds him, leaning into it unconsciously as he shadows her across the room to the tiny kitchen, if you can even call it that. Just a coffee pot and a mini fridge with some hand-me-down counters and a table flush against the wall for prep. But it’s hers. She sways slightly as she preps her coffee, giving Starscream a sleepy hum in response to his short kiss to her head.

When had they become so domestic?

Glancing back towards the clunking of his footfall, as he makes his way to the couch to set it up like a little secondary nest, happily awaiting her to join him. Padding the seating further with a blanket stolen from their bed.

Even in her sleepy state, Alice catches his quirks. The crooked upturn of his mouth corner, and the way his wings jitter against the backrest ushering her to hurry in the slightest of happy Seeker tells. Eyes as bright and intense as ever holding her form in expectation. Nearing the couch, she’s prevented from sitting against it by a set of greedy servos pulling her into Starscream’s lap, carefully, so as not to spill coffee everywhere. Giggling, but not surprised.

Settling, and sinking into his hold. This is nice, the mornings usually are now. She can soak up as much of his attention as she wants before his dailies steal him from her. Alice feels far too guilty to seek him out during the day, no matter how much of a puppy she tends to be. Happily waking herself up with the bittersweet taste, even if the comfort of the morning begs to lull her back.

Starscream seizes the remote from its previously abandoned place, squished into the crack of the armrest. Thrown and forgotten when he transferred her sleeping form to the bed. He hardly remember what human drabble she pulled up for them. Just that she enjoyed it. It is his turn to pick anyway.

The mornings are often silent. Too much to say, of course, but never feeling like the right time. Neither wanting to ruin what has become an essential part of their day. Starscream picks something marginally interesting. Deep sea documentary, she like those, why not? It’s just noise anyway.

Servos idling on Alice’s lap, grazing soft paths with his fingers. This is as much peace as he is allowed amongst enemies strained allies. So he too, soaks in the morning and her attention just as greedily. Pushing away the difficult thoughts for now, they’ll haunt him later in the day.

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It’s one of the few days Alice can wander the base, free from her glorified desk job. Even if that meant catering to whichever bot needed her unfortunate strength in a tiny package. Wheeljack just let her out of the lab, he’d needed teeny hands strong enough to pull something into place. Without it exploding.

That had worked, and now she’s covered in grease. A loud clunk and then blast muffled by the reinforced door have her walking a bit faster. Nope. Three hours was enough. Alice patters her way to the elevator and back up to the main floor. Her mind wanders, reminding her of the community, the adventure that was her job before she had to go into hiding. She never did find that temple her team mapped with the caveatron.

A shower sounds nice. Her skin was already buzzing, itching, so she sprint walks towards the residential hall, mind focused on the single task, hands occupied as if dusting a pair of old gloves.

Not expecting to nearly bash her head into her Seeker’s pede at the door. Seemingly having just got back, himself. Catching his optics squinted in confusion, she checks the time; ah, nearly lunch time. They don’t often eat around the same time, so she doesn’t bother scheduling.

Or rather, she doesn’t bother asking if he’ll join her. The thought sending a prickling nausea through her, at the thought of asking anything of him, even now.

“Sorry, sorry… I’m covered in grease. It’s itchy and I need a shower, badly.” With matter-of-fact tone, laced with her discomfort, overexplaining just so she can get by without wasting another minute covered in itch-goop. Wringing her hands, as if it’ll magically remove the crawling sensation.

The Seeker tilts his head watching the human femme dart to the attached washroom. Nearly reaching out a servo, dropping it once she disappears. He ultimately decides to wander nearby before mass shifting. Noticing she didn’t grab any frame coverings, or polishing rags to dry off.

Starscream doesn’t bother knocking, nor is he shy when he enters the washroom; setting the gathered towels on the sink before pulling open the shower door and stepping in to join her.

Alice startles with a squeak, huffing to calm the fright he gave her, her hand splayed on her chest.

“You coulda warned me?” Face in her palms, sort of curling away from him.

“Warned you? For what purpose?”

Her face twists in disbelief for a moment, before muttering;

“Right… you’re always naked.”

Starscream vents, before servos finding her skin. They’ve never shared a wash before. He stills slightly in response to her tensing.

“It isn’t as if this is the first time you are bare before me.” Even drenched, her softness call him closer. Dermas grazing just below her jaw from his place behind her. Alice bites back a whine but relaxes, sighing. His palms slide paths up her front, before one abandons it for her soaked curls. He curiously rubs the strands between his digits before he leans forward, tilting his helm to catch her eyes.

“Show me how to care for you.”

Starscream nearly backtracks when her eyes widen, his face scrunching slightly; had he said the wrong thing? Is she aware of the significance of such a thing for him? Even for grounders, washing a partner is quite… intimate. Her delicate hands cup one of his own, turning to him.

Silent, but deliberate movements to show him how similarly they groom. Finding the groove by mimicking the gentle movements, that she demonstrated on his panels, with a polishing rag doused in soap against her skin, the aroma isn’t unpleasant, just pungent. Seemingly it fades once she dries, his olfactory sensors thankful for that much. He guides her to turn so her back faces him, so he may show the same attention there. Tracing his servos along her back, her scars, all the little moles and freckles as his other hand is occupied sponging her with soap.

Alice lets him lead, unsure of what to do with her hands; this kind of comfortability is new and out of her element. She focuses on the soap sinking into the drain, and though his hands haven’t ceased their wandering, he’s far surpassed her in speed while maintaining the gentleness against her skin with the rag. The one now somewhere forgotten on the tiles.

She’s soon distracted from the awkwardness, pulled into him a little further. Starscream having ducked to her shoulder, lips tracing the unsightly diamond-like scar decorating it.

She bites the inside of her lip, body alight under each touch of his hands, his mouth. Glossa running a teasing, flickering line to the junction where her jaw meets her throat. He notes her reactions, each little shake and breath, how her body warms and her scent changes. Alice sighs, mirroring the small smile on his lips felt against her skin.

“Uhm.. I.. I need to wash my hair,” she hates to interrupt, voice hushed as if to not disturb the comfortable air while his servos wander, squeezing to indent the plush of her love handles. Then, sliding them over her arms, gliding the expanse to intertwine his fingers with hers.

How miraculous that they share the same number. Alice shakes her head to refocus, allows Starscream’s hands to fall and settle, unable to resist holding onto her. She reaches for her shampoo, getting ahead of him by foaming the soup into her hair.

She snorts in s short giggle when he steals her place, almost as if in demand.

“Hmh.. you gotta go like this to my head,” she gestures her hands, clawing her fingers in a grabbing motion with a goofy smile. The glint of affection in her eyes catches his as he pulls her flush with him once more, gently cradling her head and beginning to follow her motions, massaging her scalp. With her soft, receptive sighs; his modesty panel couldn’t get any warmer, leaning into his touch like she is. Nor could his nearly steaming faceplate.

Watching as Alice bends to drench the back of her head under the shower head, his faceplate might as well be steaming and molten, coupling his need. But it doesn’t urge him, simply content to admire for now. Why rush to satiate it, when he can revel in the mutual lust. Just for now. She raises to meet his back again, unperturbed by his clingy servos palming at her skin yet again.

Alice shoos him with one hand when he attempts to take the conditioner from her, pulling a chuckle from him. Noting how she gently cages her curls with minimal soup, how strange the texture of the smelly substance is, and then unresistant to her guiding him slightly out of the water with her.

“It takes a few minutes,” muttering with her forehead resting against his chassis.

“Hm…?”

“The conditioner. It has to be left in for a bit.”

Starscream steals the opportunity to lean back down to her, gently knocking his helm against hers. Seizing her face in careful servos so he can study her face.

The warmth in his expression, for the first time she notices it in full. Right on the tip of her tongue, she could risk all of it. Not yet.

“We… haven’t done anything like this in a bit..” Her whisper muffles slightly, even when leaning into his ghost of a kiss. The intent in her voice, the need.. he pulls from her slightly, barely.

“All you had to do was ask.” The seeker catches her lips in a deep, yet all too brief kiss. Indulging in the give of her softness. Optics teasing, but nothing gets past her eyes when she looks into his.

“I kinda ruined it huh?” She gives him a goofy grin, totally unserious.

“Not at all,” the Seeker pressing a kiss to her forehead, taking initiative to guide her back into the water, unflinching when the water drenches him as well,

“I assume you would prefer to be clean.” Snickering against her cheek while he mimics the redhead’s earlier motions with her hair, clearing the substance from her curls. Her happy hum gracing his audials.

“Are we about done?” Hesitantly parting from her when she gives him a shy nod, putting up his arms in as to say, ‘stay put’. Starscream strides to quickly grab the towels he procured earlier, briefly polishing himself before swaddling her. Lifting her into his arms with ease.

Only to swerve on his pede when she makes a motion to set her down on the sink.

“More..?” Pursing his dermas as she grabs another bottle.

“Last one, promise.” He takes the small bottle from her– Oil? He wasn’t aware humans used oil. He quirks his optic at her, which she’s come to know as his version of raising a brow, usually to tease the hell out of her.

“Same motion, only the ends.” The oil smells as fragrant and overstimulating as the last two. But the texture is somewhat familiar. He lavers his servos minimally as shown, and palms at clumps of her curls. Watching curiously as they become more define and shrunk back into place, no longer weighted as much by the water. Alice shifts her focus to his now unoccupied hands, running the towel over them with a sweet smile.

His optics are unable to tear from the small femme, even as he takes the cloth from her and cloaks her with it to dry her gently. One hand focusing on the task while the other cradles her face.

She must be looking at him with a dumb, lovesick face. Alice can practically picture it. But every time her face shifts in self-awareness, he distracts her; guiding her to keep looking at him. To keep her attention like an addict. And once she is sufficiently dry, he abandons the towel and lifts her with ease.

It feels shameless, being carried into the open room completely naked. Not that she’s worried someone will walk in on them. That was the longest shower she’s had in a while. And she’s aware Starscream must return to his post soon. But, for now… she indulges him in the closeness, just as hesitant to let got. Even to dig through her dresser to cover herself.

She quite likes the way he’s still looking at her.

Starscream basks in their vulnerability, the softness she’s coaxed out of him so effortlessly, and how easily receptive– needy, for him she has become. Alice is his, that much he’s certain about. Finalizing their bond should come easy to him, however the only easiness is the possessive urge to claim her again. The thoughts of her caged by him, bare before him, blissed out from his love, his pampering, they’re less of a plague as they used to be. Instead fueling his descent into obsession, desperately craving to be claimed as well.

Alice can’t think straight with his gaze while sorting through her clothes. Hungry, but the thought doesn’t irk her, it’s just distracting. His ogling, even if he’s given her space to clothe herself, feels like the same adoring wandering from his servos in the shower. Waiting patiently for her to finish, then circling his arms around her.

He’s deceptively quiet sometimes. Dragging her into his lap, back on their bed for just a bit.

“I meant it. Alice…” Twisting her in his lap to look at him, leering at her for a moment, smile almost menacing to an outsider, “You needn’t even ask, take what you want.”

His words daring her, hoping it encourages her attention on him further. His wings titter, revealing the excitement shooting through his circuits at the idea.

“Are you sure..? I can be a lot..” Stolen by his optics, by the moment ensnared in his hold. He’s got to get back out there, finish the day, sex can wait..

“Yes. Do not doubt me.” Slowly blinking and tilting his head.

If boldness is what he wants from her… Alice pushes through the hesitation, grabbing his face and pulling it to hers with a firm grip. Not even close to being ‘too rough’ with him, in fact he’d call it gentle.

Sinking into the kiss she’s demanded from him, servos palming her back. Even the snaking of her tail gripping his forearm couldn’t be described as rough, no matter how tightly wound it is in the moment. He flips them to lay her on the bed beneath him, claiming her mouth greedily. The metallic taste tinging her mouth when he swipes him glossa firmly against hers, having coaxed her to welcome him. Kissing, or rather ‘mouth kissing’, may have been alien at first, but he’s come to enjoy it. Particularly in how it melts her into a needy mess before him.

Breathless, just as she is now. Can’t help but admire her rosy face as she catches her breath. His dermas travel over her cheek, nuzzling soft affections as he drifts lower. He catches her hands, pinning them to the bed, while he lavishes her neck of it’s pheromones. Claiming her skin with little marks, a select few being pushed as far as he’ll go to darken them. Painting her soft skin with hard to conceal spots, the thought of her roaming the Autobots’ headquarters with proof of his possession lights his array again. Starscream now unsure how he’ll resist seeking her out during work just to see his own handiwork.

The sweet noises spilling out from her burn themselves into his processor, giving him so much fuel for rumination during the drudge of work. Starscream raises himself to his forearms, and Alice meets his optics almost shyly.

“You… gotta get back, right..?” Her feathery voice lowered in her lust, hushed by her bashfulness.

He hums in affirmation. Leaning down to catch her in one more lingering kiss and then moving off the bed to stand. She rises to sit on the bed.

“Don’t sound so disappointed, tiny, we will just… postpone,” A teasing smirk graces his features, “See you tonight.”

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For an infamous liar, he sure seems to keep his word for her.

Again he finds himself entangled with her in the most innocent way. Alice caresses his face mindlessly with those tenderminded eyes closed, letting his own machinations lull her to sleep.

A little voice nags her, when are you going to tell him? Stop avoiding the difficult topic. But she wants to keep this. Has a hard time believing he’ll stick around if she admits it. No matter how soft, how comfortable–

She’d almost had this before, and she was callously denied. Getting comfortable, bold, almost close. Never this close. Makes her want it, want him. To keep. She’s already gotten so used to the way he nests her bed every night, the affections he was so hesitant with at first, almost shy, much more genuinely his instead of trying to give her just what a human would.

The smell of him, the strenth of his hold, and his little physical quirks that make him easier for her to read than anyone else she’s met.

His engine like a purr, rumbling through her as they settle into the night. The unspoken remaining unspoken, although mutual in both admission and insecurity. Starscream’s hold ever unyielding and safe… her head tucked under his chin as he quietly croons at her. Lulling her even further into sleep, Only once her breath settles does the Seeker allow his own systems to fall into recharge alongside her. Vowing to care for her further, and bonding once he’s proven himself as a good Conjunx in his processor.

Next Chapter

[veal-exe]

Hi! I hope it's alright to ask you questions based on the topic of wendigos. I used to believe the name of this spirit shouldn't be said because someone who claimed to be Anishinaabe told our ex host so. (However this person turned out to be abusive and tried to manipulate us into supporting zionism by claiming that it was a "landback movement.")

For context, we've had hallucinations and delusions around spirits and the wendigo was one of them. We're Native American (bodily) ourselves, but not of the tribes that this spirit is from. When talking about this to that person, when our ex host THOUGHT that he could trust them, they fed into our delusions and made us believe that we were genuinely being hunted by one. They later turned around and laughed at us behind our back and accused our ex host of appropriating their culture for having delusions and hallucinations surrounding this creature/spirit.

I'm not sure why we hallucinated them. Maybe our brain somewhere just stored and remembered that one episode of Supernatural? We do have some mild amnesiac barriers. For a while I had zero recollection of being exposed to knowledge of the wendigo. I've since mostly recovered from these delusions but still occasionally hallucinate them when I'm having a really bad mental health day.

But just to clarify, we aren't bad people because we've had these hallucinations? And the name is actually okay to say? We can just take that one person's words with a grain of salt?

Thank you in advance if you choose to answer this ^^'

Oh honey, I am so, so sorry that happened to you. That person was cruel, manipulative, and took advantage of your vulnerability in a way that is absolutely inexcusable. You didn’t deserve any of that, not the gaslighting, not the spiritual fearmongering, and certainly not the mockery or accusations. What they did was a betrayal of trust, not some form of “accountability.” I’m so sorry you had to carry that.

To be very clear: you are not a bad person for hallucinating or having delusions about spirits, including the Wendigo. That is not appropriation, that is not disrespect, that is your brain and body doing their best to make sense of things in a moment of distress. You did not choose to hallucinate. You did not maliciously “take” anything from anyone. And the way they twisted your experiences against you? That was cruelty, not culture.

And yes! the name is okay to say. It is not a slur or inherently cursed. Some Indigenous people choose not to say it out of personal or cultural respect, and that is completely valid. But others (including Anishinaabe and Cree folks) use the word regularly in education, stories, and everyday speech. It’s about context, intent, and community, and it is not something you need to beat yourself up over for having learned about or mentioned.

If anything, the hallucinations sound like they were your brain trying to process something frightening it had latched onto, whether from media, cultural memory, or just plain stress. You are not bad for that. You are not doing anything wrong. And you are not alone.

You’re doing such a good job by recovering, by reflecting, by asking thoughtful questions like this. You deserve peace, and compassion, and the space to heal without being shamed for what your brain did when it was hurting.

You’re okay. Truly. I promise. 💗

[uselessheretic]

weighing in on the "should you interact with anti izzy posts or not" because i love to talk to myself:

i don't think it's a black and white thing tbh. more than anything, i think people should seriously examine their motivations for responding to hateful posts in that at times it can be a bit self harming. especially if you find yourself seeking out conflict, or are spending more time in fandom responding to negativity rather than doing things that make you happy.

one thing i think izzy fans do well is maintain a balance of ensuring their fandom experience is predominantly focused on things that spark joy. which happens to mostly be sexualizing that old man. for a lot of izzy stans, if you scroll through their twitter/tumblr, it'll be more about liking him as a character than generic izcourse. when it comes to izzy discourse, it kinda has flashes across izzy side of fandom where people respond in short bursts before largely just moving on. can't say the same about izzy haters.

when it comes to responding to things, i largely think there's not a point in direct interaction, however, i wouldn't say it's completely without merit. sometimes i'll respond to long "meta" in the izzy tag literally just because if i have to see your bullshit take then you have to deal with mine as well. that's the tradeoff for being obnoxious in the izzy tag.

i think there can be value in correcting misinformation or refusing to allow the narrative to be controlled completely by izzy haters. "here's why izzy is racist" is annoying and i don't think the main people perpetuating this will ever admit they're wrong. Still, at the same time a lot of these posts are full of misinformation. this misinfo gets parroted throughout fandom and that's bad. "donkey is a slur against polynesians" is a good example. it's not. that was made up on tumblr. every polynesian person i've ever seen comment on this has all said that they have never encountered this as a slur irl. find me a single source outside of tumblr that says "donkey is a slur against polynesians" for fucking real.

the issue with this though is what constitutes as harassment. disagreement doesn't equate to harassment. responding to someone's meta isn't harassment. izzy haters purposefully position disagreement against them as harassment and instances of bigoted behavior. i remember someone once listing an example of how izzy stans are racist as "made fun of a post about how izzy is homophobic." the poster was white. the person who made fun of it was me, a black fan. this isn't racism. at most this is me being a bitch.

i don't think that necessarily means that you should never interact, disagree, vague, or screencap random bullshit. i do think you need to be intentional as well as firm. it will only harm you more if you concede to allowing people to describe your actions as abusive when you know for a fact that they are not. words like harassment, racism, homophobia, stalking, abuse, etc all have meaning. they have definitions and while there can be gray areas when it comes to certain things, the limitations for what constitutes as abusive does not change just because you've arbitrarily decided that you are the good guy in this interaction.

overall, i think there can be times when having conversation, even ones of disagreement, has value. i don't think everybody with a shitty opinion is a malicious actor who needs to be discarded immediately. that said, there are groups in fandom who have demonstrated time and time again to have zero ability to self reflect and are overall narcissistic, self obsessed, navel gazing folks deadset on defending their ignorance to the death. there isn't any use in direct engagement. all it does is feed a perpetual victim mentality and gives them the attention they so desperately crave.

also? while we're here? keep receipts. i'm not even joking. screencap shit when you do have a direct confrontation. if you criticize someone's meta make sure you have their exact words. when someone insults you keep that on hand. people straight up lie on here and when they do shit like say "izzy bought ed as a slave" or "you can go send izzy stans hate for all i care" or "i'm not being passive aggressive, i'm being aggressive" hold them to that. if not for any other reason other than the fact that it's kinda funny watching them lie on their mother that they never actually said this and clearly this was a misinterpretation that only occurred because they are 12 years old and super sleepy when they wrote this and didn't actually mean it like that :((

[merakiui]

Tw: dubcon, noncon, more incel!Idia, choking, attempt at running away, bdsm themes, etc.

Oh little kitten wants to take the lead? That's new, Idia obliges to let you take the lead to ride him, oh such an obedient little kitten you have become, you even want to pleasure him out of your own will!

You slowly sink on his dick in your stupidly slutty get up (a maid outfit that can spill your breasts, it doesn't matter big or small it will spill from how thin and small the coverage from the fabric is. Also a tiny skirt. Idia forbids you to wear underwear)

As you were pulsing on him, thinking he is almost climaxing, your hands grip on his neck, genuinely trying to choke him to his death, Idia passes out.

You took this chance with your wobbly legs and skimpy dress to run out of the dorm. Where should you go?

Octavinelle can provide protection but you would need to give something in return. Also there is no telling that they themselves wouldn't assault you too.

Heartslabyul would cause you to be collared and disciplined by Riddle though they can provide protection. But then again it's not worth the trouble.

Savannah Claw is the den of bullies, it would require a lot of strength to even reach out to Leona/Ruggie and they aren't even guaranteed to help you, Jack is most likely already asleep in this hour.

Pomefiore seems promising but that creepy stalker Rook is not up to any good.

Diasomnia sounds like the best choice, there is no way that Malleus would have any malicious intent against his favourite child of man right?

As darling finished pondering in which dorm to go to, you jumped into the mirror in which they end up in the hall of mirrors, they spotted teachers who would at least keep them safe until you reach a good dorm.

Flashes of horror can be seen in your eyes, not a single teacher cared nor did they want to help you, especially not in that get up,

"Isn't that the dumb mutt who ditched my class for the last 30 days? Why should I help you, from what I see, you were just busy goofing around being a slut." Crewel sneered.

A similar answer was what you got from the other teachers, as you were about to dip into the Diasomnia mirror, a long pale arm was holding your neck into a headlock.

"You think you can get away with choking me then attempting to flee?"

"How did you find me?"

"Are you stupid? I have a tracker planted somewhere on your body, you will never be able to find where, but wherever you go I will always take you back, there's no point in running. No one will ever help you."

"Let me go you disgusting creep, don't touch me!"

"You didn't change one bit, stupid slut. Just flaunting yourself to everyone in public, did you really want to be a communal cumdump? And I was being so generous to save you from these wolves."

Your body feels shivers, cold sweat all over. Why does Idia seem so scary now?

He brings you back to his dorm, this time he put a collar on you that you can't take off without his assistance, the collar electrocutes you (only enough to make you feel it but not actually hurt you fatally) when you run out of the "safe" zone. It also sets alarms all over the dorm.

He decided on actual mind break to punish this kitten. He starts by spanking you with his own hands, then an electric paddle. A vibrator taped on your nipples, clit, and a fuck machine of his exact size, no matter what he uses you still clamp uncomfortably.

It gets worse from there. You can't even talk properly, all you can do is slur his name by the time he was done, he truly has made you into his cumdump.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I kinda wanted to write Azul too but I haven't had a clear image on what I should write huhuhu

IZUNA, I AM CLAWING AT THE WALLS OMG!!! this is so good... orz everyone really is against reader here. No one will bother helping, so now you're stuck with Idia forever. </3 Knowing Crowley, he wouldn't do anything because Idia's parents are rich and have probably helped the school like how the Asim family has made donations and such. And Crowley can't say no to lots of money generous donations!

Maybe the collar he puts on you has a little bell on it so you're more like a kitten. <3 by default, you have to wear cat ears and a tail plug. It would totally ruin the immersion if you didn't! He buys you lots of revealing outfits and cosplays to go with the cat look, and when you're finally, truly broken down and obedient then he can possibly trust you. Still, it's annoying you'd try to kill him and then run. Where else can you go? No one in any of the dorms is willing to help, the professors will mind their business because they're nowhere near as influential or wealthy as the Shroud family, and you're not very familiar with the town beyond NRC. Good luck trying to get off the island as well. You are, in all ways possible, trapped. And Idia knows this, and he uses it to his advantage.

His level difficulty really is that of a final boss. >:)

[7oji]

mirror sex with REINER BRAUN.

MINORS/AGELESS blogs DO NOT INTERACT. fem!reader, full nelson, size + light praise kink.

“ you are too pretty. ”

reiner slurs his words, and he's usually so sweet with them that you forget he's a bit of a pervert. it's evident by the position he's got you in: your feet resting by his shoulders and his dick going in and out of you in a slow, torturous tempo. he loves to see every part of your body, but right now his eyes can't leave your pussy. your lips are so puffy, so teased, they ache for him.

“ you are so beautiful, baby. ”

he's finally leaned over to cover one of your legs with tiny kisses, but you have grown tired by now. your eyes shine with malicious intent when you take one of his hands.

the wet trail you leave on his index finger makes reiner's cock throb inside you, and he's fully stopped at the sight of it disappearing into your pretty lips.

reiner doesn't give any warning when he turns you over. carrying you to the front of the mirror with no effort, he makes your legs fly upwards so that they are side by side with your ears. the sight of you spread open before him has got you shocked.

“ you think you can tease me like that? 'think i won't do anything about it? ” he says into your neck, and there’s no trace of your sweet boyfriend in the mirror.

it comes so easy for him to pick up the pace and fuck you there with no other support than his arms. his darkening eyes follow your every reaction, but you can’t do more than watch him bounce you on his dick.

the tight grasp on your thighs is sure to leave a mark when the tips of his fingers have whitened.

“ don't fucking look away, ” he scolds you when your eyes trail off to his veiny arms.

unfortunately for you, he's not done when you both climax. it's best to be careful with what sets reiner off.

[quandaryqueen]

Oops I forgot to mention it was for YJ, BTAS, Harley Quinn Riddlers with ex-spouse who is hero and sometimes old flame comes back  so he wants to kiss them just for S/O to go " No, no. We made a mistake, we're not doing it again."

Sorry for mistake, you can delete that last ask.

Don't let old flames burn ya

Edward Nygma X Reader

Ohoho, this should be fun *rubs hands together with malicious intent*

💚 Young Justice

It was... A heat of a moment.

He forgot that your relationship was over since five years ago, he still fucking loves you, and there's a certain excitement the current predicament that had him wanting to pull you in for a celebratory smooch.

"Whoa, whoa," you nervously chuckled, palm held up to stop him from leaning his head forward. "We are not repeating mistakes from ancient history, understood?"

... he's hurt, but he can't exactly fault you for thinking that way.

"Oh... Haha, yeah... I was... Um..." He awkwardly clears his throat, placing his hand at the back of his neck to avoid fidgeting in front of you.

But when he meets your gaze again, you were holding your hand up for him. Instinctively, he gives you a high five and finds himself smiling, eased from the awkward mess he has dug himself into. At least this was somewhat has the semblance of what your relationship had back then.

"Let's just stick to high fives, okay?"

💚 Batman the animated series

"Thank you for being here." Edward looks up at you with tears in his eyes.

💚 Harley Quinn

"No problem. I'm always here to help."

After finding himself pathless upon his release from Arkham, he didn't know where else to go. He didn't want to come to this, but he was just desperate. He had no place to come home to, no one to greet him, he was all alone. You were his only one, and you were the one that got away.

Caught in his longing to be welcomed in one's arms again, he leans in, but his closed eyes flew open when your finger stops him in his tracks. He looks up at you with pitiful, waterfall eyes.

"No Edward. That was the past. We are not doing that again."

"Apologies..." He swallows thickly, running the cuff oh his sleeves under his eyes. "Thank you for letting me know that I crossed a line."

"Heeeeeeeeey there--"

"Edward, are you drunk?"

"Mmmmm, don't know whatchu mean babes~"

... Yep, he's drunk. Hell , a 3 AM call is enough of a giveaway for his intoxicated state, as even he won't be much of a dick to call you at these unholy hours. But, you geared up nonetheless. Can't have a vulnerable crook who's made enemies everywhere in the middle of the night.

"Do you have anyone with you?" You asked, sitting up from your bed.

"Yeah, Jonathan. But he's gone. I don't know where the fuck he is... And where the fuck I am..."

"Okay, Edward. Can you turn on your locations for me?" You asked, shrugging on your coat.

"Of course, doll, anything for you~" he slurs and you swore you heard something in the background, probably a gunshot. The more reasons to get to him as soon as possible.

Checking on his location, you find him in a secluded destination located between alleyways of the active spots of crime. Sighing, you risked your good night sleep and stepped on the gas to get to him. Lo and behold, there he was hugging his knees to his chest by the trash bin.

"You came!" He slurred, shooting up from his seating position and wrapped his arms around your neck.

He reeks of alcohol and he's had lots of them. But you didn't bother to ask, you just wanted to get him to your car and drive him back to your place to look after him. Before you can make any step, he then tries to lean forward, with his lips puckered. You held your palm up, encasing his whole face with it.

"No Eddie, you're drunk and we're not making the same mistake again."

"... Yeah, you're probably right..."

"Let's just get to the car, okay?"

"Okay..."

He cooperates to get to your car, trying his best not to completely rely on you. Once he's strapped to his seat, he dozes off at the duration of the drive, thinking how grateful he is for you.

[starbornsoulrider]

this whole horse girl mess still really confuses me and I do agree with what ppl are saying on here, like sso should use redefine instead of reclaim. but I mean... on the other hand depending on the context “horse girl” can still be used maliciously. Obviously it’s nowhere near as bad as much worse slurs and sso shouldn’t treat it like it is, and that nowadays people say it in a more playful way than mocking way. But I’ve seen people use the term “horse girl” as a way to belittle someone as recent as like... two years ago now I think? and a few times after that.

this incident comes to mind every time sso brings up this whole thing about the term horse girl, and whenever I see people saying no one rlly uses horse girl as an insult anymore. I’ll try to be as vague as possible since I don’t wanna like, expose anyone I guess? but like two or less years ago there was this activist I often saw on my tik tok for you page. I don’t remember her very well or even her username, but a LOT of fascists and trump-supporters targeted her. one day she just posted a normal video of her chilling or playing with her horse, I don’t exactly remember. and the comments were flooded- and I mean FLOODED- with typical trump supporters saying “of course she’s a horse girl” “you’re a horse girl you really think your opinion matters” “shut up horse girl”- yknow stuff along those lines. obviously it was disgusting, and of course those ppl were just saying that stuff cause they didn’t actually have good a arguement, but still. mocking a woman’s interests and saying they made her inferior, typical misogynistic bs.

and there were a few less bad but still kinda sucky uses of “horse girl” I was exposed to. or just like general sneering at having an interest in horses. SSO was what re-ignited my love and interest for horses, but for maybe the first year of playing it I was kind of nervous to express it. I overheard my sister say to her friends “yeah, their thing is horses now” in a tone that felt like... a little mocking, I guess? and I felt the need to speak up and say “o-oh, I just play SSO out of boredom, I’m not actually that horse crazy, haha” and I’m pretty sure I felt the need to repeatedly say “I just like SSO for the weird and wacky story, that’s all!” on multiple occasions, too.

so yeah incidents like that were what made me hesitant to fully express that horses were a big hyperfixation of mine now, cause I felt like all my friends and family would find it silly and cause I had already seen some pretty viscous attitude towards horse lovers before. even now I’m a little cautious talking about it at times. like I feel embarrassed whenever my family makes a remark about my interest in horses sometimes cause deep down I worry that they think it’s childish or something.

anyways, idk where I’m really going with this, I guess I’m saying that yeah there’s DEFINITELY a better way sso could approach this, although I wouldn’t say this “standing up for horse girls” stuff is completely out of nowhere? Idk, I feel like it’s important that “horse girl” can be a playful term but there are times where it’s used in harmful contexts. I mean, it’s definitely not as bad as slurs, and as I said before sso should rethink this and use better wording. it’s just ever since they started this whole horse girl campaign and saw people saying it felt a little ridiculous, I felt like sharing my personal experience with the term, so I supposed now was the time to finally do that. I wasn’t born into the horse world or really grew up with it, though there are quite a few equestrians on the other sides of my family. again, not exactly sure where I was going with this and I have a lot of “ehhhh...” feelings towards SSO’s approach at this topic for several reasons, even though they do seem to have good intentions, I dunno if my input will help at all but I felt like if I was ever gonna say anything about this it might as well be now. not trying to be like “YOU’RE ALL WRONG HORSE GIRL IS A BAD WORD” of course, my experience with the term “horse girl” has been on my mind before the “reclaim horse girl” post was made and the post and people’s reaction to it made me remember it again. I guess basically, I think sso’s heart is in the right place and I don’t think it’s totally out of nowhere but this was definitely not the best way to approach it.

[bccksmarts]

   ❝I wouldn't know that now, would I?❞ Her eyes roll playfully, ❝The only time I've seen you in white was at the fourth year Yule ball for the Triwizard Tournament.❞ Which was a fact; she'd only seen him in blacks and greens any other time. His uniform shirt didn't really count since it was always covered by a jumper or his robes. And seeing him at the Yule ball, well... Pansy Parkinson was bloody lucky that night, but she wasn't going to say that out loud. ❝And I hate to break it to you, red is in fashion,❞ She responds primly; not that she knew what that meant really, though she had a gorgeous, new red dress back at home to prove it, ❝I actually meant browns, beiges, those types of colours. Those would suit you, I reckon. Though, if you want to stay in your broody colours, be my guest.❞ If she gets her way, she's dragging him shopping for sure.

   Hermione blinked. Gods, was this what they were doing tonight? Apologising? It went from teasing and light to this way too quickly for her taste, but... they were bound to get onto the subject at some point. Sometimes she thought that they've already done this since they sat together so often, talking and teasing. The pompous air from him still being a thing but with no malicious intent... it just felt somewhat normal, like they'd been doing this their whole lives.

   In a way, they had been, but there was nothing friendly about those times.

   ❝You're not that little twat anymore,❞ she spoke then, her voice soft and reassuring ( she hoped ). ❝Still a twat, but not that sort.❞ She hummed as her lips curved into a slight smirk before going back to her previous, warm smile, ❝In all seriousness, though... you did what you had to. Especially to survive. There were choices you could've made to do things differently, but... I understand. I'm not going to berate you, or think differently of you.❞ Especially with how she did think of him, good Godric— ❝I do, though. In a good way. I can gladly admit that I do enjoy your company... to an extent.❞ She teased, that smirk appearing again. She enjoyed it more than he knew. He was more reserved now than he was in school, but he still had that pompous, twatty air about him—it wasn't the bad sort, like when he used to call her that god awful slur that was now a permanent carving in her forearm.

   With tension finally dropping, thank the Gods, Hermione peered at the notes. Scribbles, lines crossed over errors, things that weren't working... ingredients, things he'd tried before. Maybe some of the measurements were wrong, or maybe the combination of them? No... No, he was one of the best wizards when it came to potion brewing; he was Snape's favourite, after all.

   ❝You want a more permanent solution...❞ She basically reiterated, her index finger going over his handwriting ( still bloody gorgeous, by the way ), ❝Is there anything you haven't tried? Ingredients, methods? I know you've only been using yourself as a testing dummy, but... I just feel like it could be fatal if we don't try other options.❞ There were pain relief based potions, but he wanted something that would eradicate his pain for good. It could be done, and maybe it could take a different ingredient to do it... but chances were, he'd already tried them—but she really wanted to help. She could get a hold of somethings, you know, with her golden girl privileges and all, but she never liked to use them. She liked to earn it. So how could she help?

“Oh I look fantastic in white,” Draco assured her airily, before a small laugh escaped him as she continued. “What the hell are ’comfy colors’? Do not suggest putting me in anything red. Nothing against you as a Gryffindor, Granger, but I’m not going to look more washed out than I already do.”

The teasing air vanished when the heavier subjects came back. Under normal circumstances, he would have shut down, gone mute, and it was an instinct of self preservation. If he was still, if he was quiet, if he kept his gaze down instead of up…

But Hermione was different. She deserved better.

He remembered the scar, when she made reference to it. He remembered her piercing screams in his own head, echoing in the drawing room, as Bellatrix carved into her flesh, remembered the pool of blood that started to run across the floor. And he remembered feeling so sick, sicker than he’d ever been, wanting so badly to do something but being too terrified to move.

He would never forgive himself for that. He couldn’t understand why Hermione would.

“I’m still sorry,” Draco said quietly. “For everything, not just…not just for being too cowardly to protect you better. I don’t want to be that little twat anymore.”

As she gazed at his notes again, he sighed a little, propping his cheek on his fist. “Short term, some of my results seem to work, but then they have side effects that I didn’t think was possible. I want something that will work permanently, that won’t wear down as time goes on, and won’t be addictive.”

[anon-e-miss]

As someone who identifies as queer- yes that is it exactly! Huge difference between “ oh yeah I’m pretty sure they’re queer” and “ yeah ‘they’ are a queer”

That language stuff can get really tricky though especially when people use things like homophobia and racism to explain why a word can’t be used. That’s all well and good, but sometimes the explanation is *only* that the word is homophobic/racist/etc and that lends itself to the sort of “queer is a slur actually” terfy discourse that keeps rearing its ugly head. (No hate to folks who don’t identify as queer/don’t want that label applied to them of course!)

Always double check your sources and the context friends and it will save you from people trying to manipulate your sense of respect and care for others to suit their own interests.

You're exactly right.

I think a good way of avoiding offending someone with a "label" is to ASK. I'm not going to refer to someone as queer without them telling me that is how they identify, but I'm also not going to call someone gay, a lesbian, bi, pan, nerdy, geeky, or ANYTHING that can be potentially hurtful if I am WRONG. And it's not because any of these "labels" are inherently hurtful it's just because smacking our misguided impressions of people on them can lead to hurt.

This covers everything. I got labelled as depressed when I was in my twenties. Why was that harmful? Because I wasn't. What I was, was anxious. But my anxiety was misidentified as depression and massively delayed me getting the appropriate treatment.

So yeah, always ask how people want to be referred to, from labels to pronouns to names. Don't assume every Michael wants to be called Mike, or David Dave, etc.

And always apologies if you harm someone, even if no malicious intent was there.