#did you know if you get bad grades in an american school they literally are like

[iunctura-arch]

"I failed out of French." And lost her club privileges.

[teapartyprincess4two]

Weakness- M. Sturniolo

pairing: fem!reader x FWB!Matt

classification: slight angst, smut

inspiration: submission for @annamcdonalds67 ‘s writer’s challenge, American Jesus by Nessa Barrett

warnings: 18+, MDNI, literal sex, slight cursing, no use of Y/n, mention of smoking

summary: You fight your inner desires, but ultimately let your weakness consume you.

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You pull your skirt up quickly, jumping to get the fabric past your thighs. Matt watches from his bed, his body slumped against the headboard as he lazily pulls a cigarette to his lips. His lips form a smirk as you fumble to get yourself together, his eyes trained on the way your ass jiggles against the fabric of your pleated uniform. Even though you two clearly just finished, an erection grows in his boxers at the mere sight in front of him. His hands flick a lighter over the cigarette, inhaling once it’s lit.

Everything about what you just did —what you've been doing— with Matt is wrong. He’s your best friend's brother; the second you admitted that you had a crush on him you should’ve distanced yourself. Instead, you let yourself cross an unforgivable boundary with him time and time again.

There are so many reasons why this relationship is wrong. First, you’re the cheer captain who’s never been caught with so much as a wrinkle on your uniform. Second, you’re at the top of your class and have never brought home a grade lower than an A. Third, you’re popular and if anyone were to find you with a bad boy like Matt, even if it was just your best friend Nick, your perfect reputation would surely be tainted forever.

“See you next week, sweetheart,” he murmurs, each word being followed by a puff of smoke. He catches your attention through the mirror, throwing a playful wink your way that has you rolling your eyes.

“No, you will not see me next week. This was the last time, Matt,” you retorted, trying to sound confident, but even you struggle to believe your own words. You tug your shirt over your head, fluffing your hair over your shoulders as you examine yourself in the mirror. The school’s logo stairs back at you, reminding you of the reality of your situation, of everything that was at stake.

He’s got lips like cherry wine and cigarette smoke on his breath. He’s got pretty long brown hair, blue eyes that look like sex.

You’re a mess.

Your lipstick is painted across your cheek, your hair remains tangled no matter how many times you run your fingers through it, mascara forms dark circles under your eyes, and hickeys litter every inch of your neck.

Not that he looks any better. His lips are equally as stained as yours and his long, brown hair falls past his eyes.

“You said that last week,” he smirks, the sultry undertone in his voice causing your knees to buckle. He knows that he has you, but he wants you to pledge your allegiance to him one last time before you go.

“I mean it this time,” you say, but your voice trembles; a clear sign of your resolve breaking, and this was no time to give in. There was still time for you to walk out with even a little bit of your dignity. All you had to do was walk out, get in your car, and leave. But some things are easier said than done.

Instead, you go on a nervous ramble. “You probably don’t care, but if anyone were to find out about this– If Nick were to find out about this, I’d be the worst friend ever. And I have so many cheer scholarships lined up too, Matt. I can’t let my grades slip, if I get anything below an A they could take those away. Do you know what my parents would do to me if I lost those scholarships? What they’d do to me if it was all over a boy?” your words are coming out a mile a minute, each insecurity and doubt going in one of Matt’s ears and coming out the other.

“Do you even care?”

It’s not that he didn’t care, he just preferred it when your mouth was occupied with other things instead. Matt takes a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling the smoke in your direction. It curls around your figure, lassoing you towards him slowly. He wasn’t good with words, so he’s glad that your body gravitates towards him like second nature.

“This is the last time….” your voice trails off as you fall into Matt’s trance.

Before you know it, you’re crawling over to him and your body has managed to fit perfectly against his. Eager hands fall onto his chest, earning a satisfied hum from him because he knows he won.

Matt takes one last drag of the cigarette, holding the smoke in his lungs as he dabs the bud onto the ashtray that sits on his nightstand. His hands instinctively pull your face in by the back of your neck, latching his lips onto yours and allowing the smoke to dissolve into the kiss. You used to hate the smell of cigarettes, but now even the taste is addicting.

“If you want me to stop, just say the word,” Matt instructs, his piercing blue eyes clouded with lust as he watches you intently. Your mind is telling you to stop, to grab your things and leave before anyone can notice you, but the aching feeling that grows under your skirt keeps you planted.

“That’s what I thought,” he chuckles, watching you internally battle with yourself. The comment makes you feel weak and small, but you’re chasing a euphoric feeling that helps you see past that.

Matt’s lips trail down your jawline, finding the sensitive spots on your neck that are already lined with bruises and bite marks. He sucks on a spot that always makes you whimper, simultaneously bunching your skirt up against your waist.

He delivers a swift slap to your ass cheek, painting your skin a bright shade of red. “Matt,” your voice is strained against the kiss, but he knows exactly what you want. Your hands travel from his chest down to his boxers, teasing fingers tracing the outline of his erection. He kisses his teeth at the sensation, pulling away from your neck briefly to watch your perfectly manicured hand cup his clothed penis.

It would be easy for Matt to submit to you, but where was the fun in that?

Knees down at your altar. Please don’t fail me now.

“On your knees, Princess.”

It’s a command that you’re used to, one that you follow without complaint. You wiggle into the carpet, your knees accustomed to the rough feeling that meets them. “Beautiful,” he hums. His body towers over yours, ready to watch you worship and praise the entirety of his shaft.

You look up at him through hooded eyes, asking for permission to proceed. He grants it to you with a lick of his lips, his fingers caressing your face as you pull his boxers down.

Matt’s penis springs out of its constraints. “You know how I like it,” he comments, watching you take his shaft into your hands. You pump it slowly, taking your time with it and making sure to properly service him.

You place a neat kiss on the tip, letting your lips travel down towards the base. From there you lick a stripe back towards the top that has Matt hissing because you wrap your lips around it, almost like you were drawing an exclamation mark on it.

Your tongue swirls around the tip teasingly, lips still hugging around him. Matt’s eyes stare down at you, eager for your every move.

A careful hand pulls your hair into a makeshift ponytail, pushing your head down slowly on the rest of his length. You gag when the tip hits the back of your throat, your hands moving from his member to his waist. That doesn’t stop him though, instead he bucks into you one more time just to hear you choke around his cock.

You got me red, white, and blue. Pledging my allegiance to you.

“You like that, don’t you?” His question is met with your bloodshot, tear brimmed eyes and a chin dribbling with saliva. Your blue hickeys and red eyes were about to pair perfectly with the white strings of cum he was going to paint your face with.

Ooh, seeing stars in your eyes. No, I’ve never felt so alive.

Matt’s fucking your face at a feverish pace, grunting every time your cheeks hollow around him or his dick presses against the back of your throat. He’s so unbelievably close that he has to shut his eyes because the way your saliva coats his penis and bubbles at your mouth has him seeing stars.

Momentarily, he pulls out of your mouth, giving you enough time to catch your breath before he’s tapping the tip on your lips. “Open,” he grits, shoving himself back into your dazed face. Three more pumps and the submissive sight in front of him is all it takes to push him over the edge.

Spurts of cum land on your tongue, some of it managing to hit your cheek. He collects it on the thumb that brushes your cheek, popping it in your mouth and groaning at how eagerly you lick it clean.

Won’t you take me to heaven tonight?

“Now let me make you feel good, yeah? To remind you how much you mean to me,” Matt whispers, pulling you up and guiding you to the edge of the bed. Now it’s his turn to kneel in front of you, his lips latching onto the skin of your ankles and slowly kissing their way up to your inner thighs.

He nips and sucks on your skin until he’s face to face with your crotch, your arousal evident through your soaked panties. Matt places a gentle kiss on your clothed bundle of nerves, relishing in the satisfied shudder than runs through your spine.

Strong arms wrap around your thighs, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed and forcing you to lay back against the mattress. “Ready?” he asks, but he knows the answer, it’s literally glistening in front of him.

“Yes, fuck yes,” you respond. Weren’t you just claiming to be done with him? And now he has you exasperated at his touch.

Matt uses his teeth to pull your panties down, letting them fall onto the floor before returning his attention to your throbbing core.

He starts off slow, licking your clit just to get a taste of you. Your squirming informs him that this isn’t enough, so he uses his fingers to part your folds. His tongue is flat against you, applying pressure where you need it most.

His right hand presses one leg against the bed while the left clasps under your knees to push your leg in the air, providing him with the perfect position to ravish you. He begins sucking on your nub, burying his face in your juices.

You know all my secrets.

Your hands find his hair, whimpering as you tug at the strands. You’re squirming under him, attempting to pull away at the overstimulation, but his grip on you is so firm that you can’t move.

His left arm slithers from under your knee to over your thigh, wrapping around you tightly enough to tug you even further past the edge of the bed. At this point, your ass is in the air as you chase his face, grinding against him for even more friction.

“Matt— fuck! I’m so close,” you exclaim, propping yourself up on one of your elbows to watch him work. His hair fell past his eyes and his arms were securely wrapped around you; he looked so beautiful.

Your pussy flutters around him, signifying your pending release. So, as to push you closer towards your climax, his right hand leaves your thigh to plunge two long fingers inside of you. The euphoric sensation causes you to throw your head back in pleasure, your elbows giving out until your entire body falls back onto the mattress.

“C’mon baby,” he murmurs, “cum for me.”

That’s all it takes for you to come undone, your body trembling as your orgasm completely washes over you. Matt watches in awe as your jaw falls slack, small moans rolling off your tongue and floating towards him like a melodic tune.

You’re still catching your breath when Matt places one last kiss on your pussy, crawling over you to capture your lips in a kiss.

“How about we make the last time count?” he taunts, dragging the tip of his cock against your still sensitive folds.

You know you’re my weakness.

You nod your head feverishly, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you. You’re desperate for his touch, your walls crashing down like an addict overcome with their weakness.

That doesn’t seem to satisfy him. “Words. I need to hear you say it,” he grunts, becoming desperate himself.

Tell me you believe in me too. I do.

“I need you, Matt. I’ll always need you,” there’s a pathetic desperation in your voice that makes his dick twitch, and it’s all he needs to hear before he’s plunging deep inside of you.

He sets a steady pace, rocking his body back and forth against yours like it’s the first and last time. His pelvis brushes against your clit with each stroke, causing your hips to lift off the mattress and meet him midway.

Matt pushes your hips back down, knowing that if you keep that up he won’t last. “Patience, baby. Patience.”

He’s got a cross around his neck.

You can’t be patient though, he’s already so deep inside of you and he still doesn’t feel close enough. Your fingers loop around the cross necklace that dangles from his neck, pulling him impossibly closer to you. Your lips find his in a hungry frenzy, both your mouths moulding into a needy kiss.

Moans and whimpers are exchanged, along with the breathy sound that follows when you look down to see where you two are joined. His cock is covered in your slick, your walls hugging him perfectly with each stroke.

Your hand moves from the necklace to the nape of his neck, caressing and massaging the skin there as he continues to thrust deep inside of you. His necklace sways back and forth, serving as a reminder of how sinful this is. Yet, you never want it to stop.

Matt can tell you’re becoming pensive, so he pushes your hips into the mattress, providing him with a new angle that allows his tip to kiss your cervix. “Matt!” you gasp, the new, delicious angle setting you closer towards the edge.

His animalistic grunts fill the room, he loves when you say his name. “Say it again,” he commands, pulling out of you completely only to snap his hips back in at an ungodly rate.

“Matt!” you exclaim, chanting his name like a prayer.

You’re the greatest love of my life.

“That’s it baby, let go for me,” his words help you reach your climax, your pussy fluttering around him as you come undone. He follows suit shortly after, his head falling into the space where your neck meets your shoulder.

He groans as he releases inside of you, hot breath fanning against your neck. His hips rolls lazily against you, and for a second he lets himself be taken by the immense pleasure that washes over him.

“Fuck, I love you,” he moans, placing sloppy kisses all over your body. He doesn’t realize that he said until he feels your body stiffen beneath him, and honestly he’s not sure what possessed him to admit it out loud.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that,” he stutters, pulling out of you completely. He’s quick to find his boxers and throw them on, leaving you dazed on the bed.

“See you next week?” you ask, a hopeful tone in your voice. Quickly you find your panties on the floor and adjust your skirt. He coughs awkwardly, mostly because he doesn’t know where to go from here.

“This was the last time,” he replies, quoting your words from earlier, but there’s something almost venomous in the way he says it. The sentence breaks your heart and you’re almost tempted to get down on your knees again so he’ll take it back. But you don’t, instead you gather your things and take a fleeting look at yourself in the mirror.

“That’s what you wanted, right? Wouldn’t want your best friend to find out about us anyways.”

You nod your head slowly, a tight lipped smile forming on your face. “Right.”

You were red, white and blue and he never gave you the chance to admit that you loved him too.

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a/n: 🇺🇸😵 so excited to read everyone’s stories for this challenge!! - L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

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[weywookitswestwood]

HEYYO I FINISHED MY VIV CHARACTER ANALYSIS/BIO/HCS!! +18

(UPDATE: I added a few more hcs cuz I forgot to add them. I might remember more so expect the list to get a little longer)

Just putting a few content warnings out there before you go on scrollin’, there are some nsfw hcs down below so if you’re under 18, you’re in the wrong place. Also there is some mentions of family em*tional *buse and trauma so please skip if you don’t wanna read. Anyways, please enjoy~

Full name: Viviano Westwood (wasn’t born with a middle name)

Nicknames: Westwood, V, Viv, Vivi(don’t ever call him this, he’ll get mad), Vivikins(Or this), Big Guy/Fella/Lug, Vivano, Vibiano, Fabiano, Steve, Eastwood, Winwood, Jarhead(on second thought, only refer to him as either Westwood, V, or Viv)

Stand: Planet Waves (DISC)

Birthday: July 31st, 1983

Zodiac: Boar

Age: 28

Height: 6’1 (186 cm)

Nationality: American (Mostly of English and a bit of Italian descent)

Occupation: G. D. St. Prison guard

Personality: Large and in charge… sort of. Values brawn over brains. Not meaning he’s stupid, he’s just a simple man. Lacks in direction, both figuratively and literally. Because of his physical strength and his simple nature, he gets treated like an ox, whether it be from his parents or his job. Due to his upbringing, he has difficulty opening up or being sentimental. Instead, he copes through anger such as punching walls or snapping at people. He sees crying or being vulnerable as signs of weakness, another result from his upbringing. Likes to antagonize weak targets or criminals to make himself feel better. He claims he turned to the justice system because he wanted to keep evil people locked up for good from the public. That could be true, BUT others around him know there’s more to it than the reason he gives. Behind this mask, he’s an insecure and lonely man. Doesn’t have a spouse or kids or pets. He can be sociable, but doesn’t have any close friends. His love life is zero to none. He relishes in the heat of the moment, but once the discussion of marriage or starting a family is brought up, he’s out the door. Despite his flaws, he’s strong, resilient and yearns for excitement in his life. Perhaps being with the right people, he can find himself underneath that cold exterior and be a nicer, happier guy.

Favorite musician: Earth, Wind, & Fire, The Marshall Tucker Band(he’s a closeted country fan), and not a fan of the singer but he likes Fantasy by Mariah Carey

Favorite book: Playboy magazine

Favorite food: Anything SPICY

Background: Viviano was born in 1983 in Texas to a military veteran father and a hairdresser mother. From the time he was in diapers to 12 years of age, he lived a strict military lifestyle. No, his father wasn’t physical towards Viviano, but their relationship was better described as a “drill sergeant and cadet” dynamic than a “father and son” one. Basically this meant raising Viv how to be a “man” like teaching him how to use a gun at 4 years old and berating him if he began to cry. If there was one thing Viviano feared the most… it was his father. He had a close relationship to his mother, even being labeled a “momma’s boy” by his dad.

By 12, his parents divorced and he chose to go with his mother to Florida, not before his father called him a “disappointment”. For seven years, Viviano lived with his mom in Port Orange, Florida, being enrolled in junior high. While not as bad as his father and at times would be overly affectionate, his mom did boss him around. He was a growing boy after all, he was able to reach and physically do things that she couldn’t. At school, teachers looked down at him as a strong, yet intellectually incompetent boy, who could care less about his grades. Not only that, he needed to boss someone like how his parents bossed him, so he made a name for himself as a bully. He would continue to pick on classmates all through high school until his grades were so abysmal he had to be held back in his senior year and didn’t graduate until the year 2002 when he was about 19. Both of his parents were ashamed of this news.

After graduating high school, he tried to join the military but after three months of boot camp, he left. His father called him a “lost cause”. It was the most humiliating moment of his life. He got a job at a Miami customs house and was there for years until he was let go. He wouldn’t tell anyone why but supposedly it was due to his temper. At 25, he got a job as a prison guard at the Green Dolphin State Prison.

Random headcanons: (Warning: some are sfw/nsfw)

SFW:

-Has a bit of a gambling addiction

-Only child

-Not the best driver, gets worked up if he misses his turn

-Mf doesn’t wear socks (I know I bring this up constantly as a joke but this is canon)

-His mom cuts his hair

-Overheats easily, he’s always warm to the touch not even an ice bath will cool him down

-Big sports fan, especially football and baseball, his favorite teams are the Dallas Cowboys and the Miami Marlins, respectively

-Has a really bad habit of cracking his knuckles

-Has naturally long eyelashes

-Doesn’t really have any talents besides bench pressing and being strong

-He can be self conscious about trivial things like being insecure about the size of his hands (he’s afraid of having small hands)

-Accidentally punched his grandma in the chest after tickling him too hard (she was okay just had to go to the hospital for a small fracture in her ribcage)

-Misses living in Texas

-He had a bit of a Texan accent growing up, it’s mostly gone but it’ll randomly come up when his voice cracks

-Sucks at flirting

-Doesn’t have a filter

NSFW:

-Not a virgin

-If you ask him who he’s into, he would say women but secretly, he’s a bit curious if ya catch my drift

-Doesn’t really have a type as long as the woman is of age, consenting, and isn’t a bitchy hag

-Likes being the dominant one when it comes to… ahem, the bed

-He likes to make anything into a “battle”; sex, play wrestling, tickle fights, etc. he’ll do whatever it takes to make his partner submit (psst hey you, yeah you, there’s a way to beat him, he’s super ticklish on his belly, ribs, and feet, get him in one of his death spots, he’ll be sobbing for mercy)

-Frequently gets hard ons, even in the most inconvenient of times (at work)

-Likes to be on top, but is nice enough to be a service top too

-Loves a partner who’s either a switch or just as domineering as he is

-One of his kinks is bondage, loves the idea of cuffing up his partner and letting his hands roam all over their body

-Can see him being a foot guy (dunno why, just cuz I guess); prefers to give than to receive because he’s ticklish but will be okay receiving it if his partner really wants to; but he loves foot jobs

-His favorite thing (I’m sorry everyone)… is CBT; any chance his partner is grabbing or crushing him down there, he’s on cloud nine (this part was honestly painful to write)

-Loves oral, receiving that is (but he likes to give as well)

[afantasyoffiction]

Hi Caitlin! Nice chatting with you again.

Would love to know 21, 27 and 28 for the soft asks!

hi max!!! tysm xxxx

21. tea, coffee or hot cocoa?

- i just made a post abt this so ill just rank: hot mochas win, then hot cocoa (i call them hot chocolates im assuming? hot cocoa is the american name?), then hot coffee (i normally have it iced), then tea (i only drink herbal, except for when my old history teacher used to give us english breakfast in fancy teacups while we watched documentaries in class)

27. do you like to garden? have you ever grown something?

i actually love this question! i haven't done gardening properly since i was a little kid. my mum went on gardening leave (in between jobs but we called it that haha) a few times and we redid this massive garden in my childhood house. my mum literally built planter boxes, and my sister had a corner to grow tomatoes and i had a corner to grow strawberries. every year the birds fed on strawberries and they didn't do so well, and every year i tried again because stawberries are delicious and also im super competitive and wanted to beat my sister. a few years later i found wild strawberrries growing just fine without my help, so maybe i do have a black thumb!

since we moved countries i haven't grown anything much, although i did have a houseplant for a few years...maybe i should get a few more :)

28. what are you proudest of?

this is. oof. i know this is a wholesome question but its also a really difficult one for me! i am quite Bad at this, honestly

long story short im a perfectionist and also a bit susceptible to the whole tall poppy syndrome thing we get over here, so i kinda??? don't know? im going to say creating things, specifically writing. most things i create are never quite perfect, but i am proud that i create them. my wip draft 1 led straight into draft 2, but i do try and feel proud that i finished the first draft! i think i feel pride in certain projects from school as well, and honestly its easier to feel that without/before getting a grade on them haha.

that, and choosing things that i know make my life better when nobody else told me to do them. getting into running, reading classics, gradually building up a social life even tho im a bit dire at that!

anyways idk if that really answered the question. its a hard question! maybe it shouldn't be lol but it is ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[colorisbyshe]

'Maybe the shaming will work' gets told the shaming will not work *turns off reblogs*

Like yeah it should be embarrassing to ask some of those quetions americans have been asking but so is that post you made

Also many of those people are not actually 25 yet many of them are in high school and actively unlearning the shit their racist uncle told them, as you put it

As someone who has been shamed for being ignorant or not empathetic enough, even as like… a child who theoretically had an excuse for not knowing better, can I just say what I did: I went, “Oh fuck, my bad, you’re right. I was shitty. Today and tomorrow, I’ll take this regrettable moment and work o be less shitty.”

Shame did work.

I didn’t cry and piss my pants about being a victim of shaming culture. I grew. You should know at age fucking five that peopel in other countries are human beings just like you. Barnie covers this. Dora. Ms Rachel. Fucking cocomelon probably covers it

Also, hey, what questions and comments do you even think I’m “shaming” by saying “hey, as a teenager, as an adult, you should already know this?” Cause I didn’t name anything. You literally MADE UP a type of ignorance and then got mad that you think I am shaming it. I literally didn’t give a single example.

I just said Chinese people are people and Sinophobia at any age isn’t okay. And you started hollering. You didn’t even get hit, it could’ve breezed past you. Yet you’re hollering and shitting and crying “Don’t call me racist or I’ll double down on it.”

You didn’t have to imagine I was calling you out—if you are not dehumanizing Chinese people, it wasn’t about you.

Seems like you were though.

Now go fucking be ashamed of your “uwu you can’t call out racism if the racists are MINORS” as if your grade 9 math teacher probably didn’t have to call you out for being a pathetic little creep

Fucking weirdo

Yeah, shame on you

[cyncerity]

I feel your disbelief at being done with highschool……

except for I’m just starting highschool in a couple months.

(i meant to answer this earlier i’m so sorry)

but anyway dude take it in it’ll go so much faster than you realize

also, speaking from my experiences and all of my friend’s experiences (we’re american so this may be different in some places), high school is such a load off. ITS SO MUCH EASIER.

honest to god middle school (7-8th grade) was the worst time of my life. too much homework, everyone was mean, i was having my own crises trying to figure myself out (spoiler alert im gay) without knowing everyone else was going through the same crises, and i met the most toxic and awful people in my life.

high school is so much better cause everyone stops caring so much about every little thing. teachers stop caring in high school. everyone chills out. pda is only bad for like the first year then it dies down. people mind there own business and teachers are easier to talk to. if anyone has ever said “oh just you wait till you get to highschool. they expect all your work on time and make you do six essays a week and blah blah blah” they were lying to you. highschool is chill. as long as youre nice to your teachers and don’t skip classes and whatnot they’ll let you do whatever. i was nice to my english teacher and he let me turn in like three tests literal months late. from home. cause he trusted me not to cheat.

so yeah it’s cool. join clubs and make friends. don’t take any actual classes (i only did art and music like all day so i have no mathematical or historical knowledge). have fun 👍

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

I am fuming. I am disgusted. I am horrified and absolutely ashamed to call myself an American.

This is going to be different from my normal content and stuff that I post here but I have to say something or it will literally suffocate me so please, take the time and read this.

I am a student in the United States, meaning I have had extensive training on active shooter and lockdown drills and with the absolute tragedy that occurred in Nashville this week, it brought back a memory I had forgotten about until now.

I was 6 years old.

We had a bring your favorite stuffed animal to school day since we were learning about animals. Some had voice boxes and some lit up. It was so much fun. What we didn’t know was that we were going to have an active shooter drill.

We were having a read loud and then my teacher rushed all of us into the corner, turned off the lights and told us to be quiet. I’m not sure if she knew if it was real but I remember seeing how scared she was.

We were huddled between her desk and the wall, hidden from view from the door and my friend Maddy had her stuffed dog close to her chest. Then the voice box went off inside the toy and there was barking. I have never seen my teacher so terrified in her life.

She started to cry silently as my teacher tried to get the toy to quiet down or turn off and i remember seeing how petrified she was. My classmates were all watching with horror and darting between my teacher and the door, checking to see if that was the sound of the door knob jiggling or Maddy struggling to keep her sobs in.

I held onto my own stuffed toy, my favorite stuffed tiger, and begged for it to protect me, they always did when I had nightmares. I thought this was just some bad dream and that it would end. I thought I was going to die.

Let me repeat that. I at SIX FUCKING YEARS OLD thought I was going to die.

Thankfully it was a drill and no one was hurt but that day has set all of my behaviors when I’m in school.

I stopped begging for light up shoes for my upcoming birthday.

I memorized the layout of my school so I knew which way was fastest so I could get to my brother and sister who went to the same school as me if I didn’t see them when we were escorted out of the building.

I gave a hug and a kiss every morning and told them I love them every day.

I didn’t follow the rules of my school and kept my phone on me so I could text my parents I loved them if there would be a last time.

I stopped saying it will never happen to me. I say it hasn’t happened yet.

Yet.

The most tragic word in United States history is again. When I turned on the news Monday and saw a shooting I said “again?”

How many times will we have to say again before change is made? How many more graves will have to be made for people to start protecting these kids?

Conservatives want to protect children but they are single-handedly the biggest killer to children.

GUNS KILL MORE THAN CARS.

I am a kind and understanding person but if you think that your right to a weapon of destruction is more important than a child coming home to their parents then fucking block me.

If you think those lawmakers, who wear AR-15 pins on their lapels are in the right, block me.

If you think it’s okay for a SIX YEAR OLD to be terrified of bringing their stuffed animal that talks to school, block me.

No child should be terrified to go to school and not come home to their parents. They shouldn’t be thinking about if they remembered to tell their siblings “I love you” when they’re sitting in a lockdown. I

Guns need to be regulated or the number of shootings will only increase. I am tired and you should be too. So please please please I am begging you, go out and make change in your community and protect children.

Stand up and say NEVER AGAIN.

No six year old should be thinking they’re going to die while in school and until there is gun reform made in this country, I will still be thinking about myself in first grade begging my stuffed tiger to keep me safe.

Thank you for reading this if you did and I hope you all have a safe evening.

[funtomb]

vanny notes.

first gen american ( greek ), first gen weeb ( early 2000s ).

early / mid-20s during hw / sb.

american mc/gee's alice coded.

religious, greek orthodox, has been talking about the rabbit with her priest.

personality: low self-esteem hidden behind braggadocio and needless aggression. compulsive liar. will turn anything into a fight and will start from the outside in. like you could be like 'vanny your hair looks meh' and she's immediately hit back with 'YOU'VE NEVER HAD A GOOD HAIR DAY IN YOUR LIFE AND YOUR PARENTS HATE YOU' and then scuttle into the girl's bathroom to scream. did warrior cats roleplay on early message boards and got into insane drama. so afraid of being bullied for her weeb tendencies that she just became a bully herself. improvise adapt post about a classmate on yikyak.

not a true crime girlie, not into murder. lisa frank enjoyer. watches pastel doll customisation videos. she is a gamer, though! she likes jrpgs and took the job as a video game tester to make some extra money, and because she thought it might get her foot in the door in the industry, hopefully as a graphic designer ( her qualifications are really, really bad anime art from 'how to draw anime', but she's thriving ). her 100% completionist tendencies got her into this mess. she thought the rabbit was an. easter egg.

was a wolf girl in middle school. roxy would have been her favorite and it's a crime that she was forced to get into that rabbit suit. woke up one day and the program was like hiiiii <3 i went into your paypal and then opened your joann fabrics app and ordered you eeeeverything you need for your new suit! i hope you like youtube tutorials because if it comes out bad i will feed one of your loved ones to a shark. sent it to your workplace btw so now the entire office will know you're a furry.

he thinks this is a bonnie and clyde situation while vanny is slamming her head into the wall. she doesn't want to get a job she's not qualified for as a security guard she wants to go to comiccon. william is so up his own ass he can't 'give her the spotlight', but a sidekick would make him look so cool and official wouldn't it? lazytown logic.

meanwhile she is fucking terrified of gt and leaning into the sidekick schtick in order to hopefully get a good grade in murder and survive without getting killed herself. she stares at herself in the mirror and tells her reflection that it's okay. she's doing what she needs to do to get out of this. she's putting herself first because she's a survivor and a winner. she is justified. those kids needed to die so that she could win. this was one of god's tests to see how bad she wanted to grow old. she is justified.

lying out the ass to her family. she's telling them she got into college. harvard, in fact. for marine biology! she's going to be a fish vet! at an aquarium! it will be so cool! see how she's thriving? and she's always been a compulsive liar, it's just part of who she is, but it kicks into high gear when she actually has something to hide.

does literally swap places with william from time to time, hence princess quest; when he's in her, she's in the arcade machine. however, william is not solely responsible for all the crimes she commits.

he is however responsible for coercing her into them with threat of torture / death. i.e. responding to her googling 'how to include self-compliance' and 'help' to trigger a red flag by forcing her to look up gory information -- 'how far can a human being be cut in half before losing consciousness'. he also orders things for her as threats -- 'ordering thumbscrews and having them delivered to the office' 'flowers for your grave' etc.

post-sb like i refuse to go back to therapy i'm too smart for it. i therapise myself constantly. i know the answers but i refuse to apply them. i know exactly what i have to do but i won't do it.

[profoundtrashwizard]

I often wonder why me (35monster) and my oldest brother (33m) are so different. We're only 20 months apart which ended up with me being one of the oldest in my grade and him one of the youngest. We both lived overseas so we got a year away from the propaganda of the American school system. He also thinks he's autistic (but won't test as that could impact his job...same reason I asked not to make my own diagnosis official). The main differences in my opinion is just:

1) he wasn't a Cry It Out baby. Of course my parents tried, but they put a crying baby in the room of a sensorily sensitive little girl who wanted A) silence and B) to be mom's favorite. All the stories of us as babies are how I'd sneak into his crib to cuddle and how, when he was bigger, we'd team up to prison break from his crib and then comfort each other. (Incidentally, if you ever accidentally hear me call him my eldest son...oh my God please don't tell anyone eek!!!)

2) he's so so so cis. It's kinda funny sometimes. He hasn't fully examined it and he very quickly can drop into absolutely fucked up patriarchal shit like it's nothing. Because he doesn't experience the same hardships, he doesn't think it's really that bad. It kinda reminds me of Rodney King when Black people kept claiming they were under attack but white people never saw it and therefore couldn't believe it until they did see it, on camera. My brother literally does not believe I am treated much differently.

And I think that combo is the big part of our differences. He has way more independence than me (he learned young that if he needs help, he can get it, I learned I can scream until I can't and I still won't get help...Cry It Out is neglect I think) and he hasn't directly seen the evidence of bigotry so my loved experience directly contradicts his...so he assumes he's still right, of course.

I wanna write some stories for people like him (mostly for me and 3 weirdos, of course, but this can be a secondary audience) to make him see but I don't think art or media or content or whatever is gonna be enough. I don't know what will be enough to make people wake up. But gosh, it's hard. Like, normative people only had Good Faith for other normative people...and if you have an issue then you are not normal anymore and immediately forfeit any benefit of the doubt/Good Faith.

Ex: Fucking the richest man on the planet thinks homeless people are faking it for attention. How the fucking hell does anyone break through that?

(Cry It Out was something I thought was just in the 90's but it's still happening? It's the asinine idea that a baby is just being dramatic and you should let them learn how to self-soothe. ~Because that's something anyone under 10 can easily manage 🙄~...I know very few adults who can manage that!)

Thank you for listening to my rant, powered by Ritalin and burnout! Ask your doctor if Ritalin and burnout is right for you! :)

[uniquecellest]

Get to know your mutuals: tag game

thanks to @alien--cookie

What's the origin of you blog title? I made this blog back when I was around 15 give or take. I believe that everyone is unique and I did cello back in 5th grade soooo yeah.

OTP(s) + Shipname:

Steve Rogers/Natalia Romanoff (Romogers), Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr (Cherik), Wylan Hyndriks (ne Van Eck)/Jasper Fahey (Wesper), and many more

Favorite Color:

Dark Pink and the colors of the night sky

Favorite Game:

KIngdom Hearts: Birth by Sleep, Mario, Pokemon Blue (Pokemon Go on switch)

Song stuck in your head:

Would You Fall in Love with Me Again - Epic, Tir na nog - Celtic Woman, Teir Abhaile Riu - Celtic Woman, My Kink is Karma - Chappell Roan, Pink Pony Club - Chappell Roan

Weirdest Habbit/Trait:

I often speak with my hands, especially if I'm thinking. I also tend to get lost in my head at times that my lips move (I don't speak it's like lip syncing without using voice idk).

Hobbies:

Reading, writing, baking, cooking, doodling/drawing, looking at houses on realtor.com

If you work, what's your profession:

Shift Lead at a Dunkin Donuts and a Cookie place

Something You're Good At:

Baking. It's a hobby and something I'm good at

Something You're Bad At:

Drawing. I'm still a novice so bases and stuff really help a lot. Also maths. Fuck that subject.

Something You Love:

My 11 yr old German Sheperd. She's still a baby and will always be a baby.

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: Leo Acaba and how he is literally the worst in all of Yu-Gi-Oh. I hate that character with a passion and he gets a bad redemption arc too.

Something you hate: math. Also the current economy of the United States.

Something you collect: Idk. I really don't collect things. I'm also trying very hard to save money right now so that puts a damper on things.

What's Your Love Language: Gift Giving heavily, but also quality time and acts of service

Favorite Movie/Show: How I Met Your Mother, Family Guy, American Dad, Star Trek: The Next Generation, X-Men films, Austin Powers trilogy, ATLA/LOK, Winx Club, Strawberry Shortcak, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003), Teen Titans, Young Justice, etc.

Favorite Food:

Strawberries, brownies, cookies, pasta, salmon, potatoes,

Favorite Animal:

Lions, Horses, Dolphins

What Were You Like as a Child:

Very shy and introverted, lost in my head.

Favorite Subject at School:

English, Gym, art, chorus, science

Least Favorite Subject:

Math. Unless I'm a major or it's directly related to a field of study why do I need to know the pythagrium therum? (idk how it's spelt), the way to find the center of a slope?

What's Your Best Character Trait:

Sweet, Loyal

What's Your Worst Character Trait:

I can be stubborn

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be:

The state I live in. It's heavy red and my town is a mix between red and blue. My AG is also attempting to sue someone/something for a stupid ass reason.

If You Could Travel in Time, Who Would You Like to Meet:

my grandparents when they were younger, or maybe a younger version of my parents? Or my ancestors that left countries (Ireland and Germany) and came to the United States. Seriously, whyyyyyy

tagging @vvividlyy @wishchip106 @cherikyaoii @bisexualmultifandommess

[sebastian-stardewturnedmegay]

ohh okay thank god thats what i thought because again if you only got a 5/100 id krill myself because theres no way that fair

i mean it still isnt considering points taken out for eye contact is stupid but at least you didnt fail <:]

ooo thats actually interesting!! i did something similar for my advanced placement language class and like... wrote an argumentative essay on manners and etiquette, i also wrote essays about andrew jackson LOL the only reason why i dont like doing them is literally because the school hates the way i write them??? ugh i get flashbacks from my finals (i didnt fail but those grades were NOT good for me T_T)

but i definitely enjoyed writing them i like analysis too :3 oh yeah but dude presidents like them are the reason why i wonder why america has survived this long ...

but fun fact im not actually american!! im south east asian :3 but i did like move around from american school to the next rn im in a japanese one ✌️🫦

also dw about errors!! i definitely know i made some < dyslexia moment BUT hope you slept well and good luck on your shift!! :3

I think the 8 and a half hour long sunday shifts are gonna kill me eventually lol. either that or just speed up my inevitable scoliosis diagnosis. why did everyone decide the sunday was grocery shopping day. Customers are nice at least

also FUCK midterms n finals. it's crazy how teachers will spend most of the year trying to get us to study more times over a long period of time and to avoid all nighters, but then decide to have 8 different tests in one week and only tell you the chapters covered a week beforehand.

I haven't noticed any errors in your answers which really puts in perspective how little of an excuse I have, cause I frequently skip entire words while typing and manage not to notice.

It's insane how bad Ronald Reagan was because he was easily one of the most popular presidents in U.S history at the time

look at his electoral map! Literally every state except for D.C(which isn't a state for stupid and confusing reasons) and Minnesota. Mondale only won Minnesota because he was born there.

honestly i could ramble about how the U.S election system is awful but its really obvious considering how the recent election went. hoping for another Luigi Mangione to get it right on the third attempt

[theclockwitch]

Yes but no. We THROW money at K-12 and I regularly teach high school graduates, many who tell me they were A students, who cannot read above the third grade level. These are not my 'special services' students, these are the neurotypical normie kids.

It's not money we need as much as accountability.

Example: I tell students up front that there are two ways to fail my class, and basically only 2. Cheat or don't hand in the major assignments.

We're two major assignments in and this one kid has handed in nothing. I go up to him in class this week and I'm like...so...you still have time to withdraw from the class if you've got stuff going on and can't do your best work (you know, the whole spiel) and he looks me in the eyes and says 'you'll pass me' and I'm like...no?

And then he said that this was how he did high school and he always passed and if I didn't pass him I was a bad teacher.

I can't fight that. I can't win against that.

He's going to fail, he's going to go to the dean and complain that I was mean or whatever, and he will lose, of course, because I can prove he handed in NOTHING but still. He is typical of the normies.

Y'all on tumblr forget one thing: YOU"RE NOT NORMIES. You read and write and think at a higher level than the average American. I'm not saying this to blow smoke up your asses or anything, but to say that your instinct to say 'oh no that wouldn't happen that isn't happening if it is it's an outlier'--YOU CANNOT DO THAT because you do not know. When we're young and in school we think everyone is like us--everyone's trying their hardest at school and wants to excel. We were all wrong.

There was a scandal in Maryland a few years ago where like literally 2 kids in the entire school were doing grade level appropriate math by state test scores. And mind you, these state tests have been modified to be easier after COVID for political reasons (CC insists that if you don't pass a certain percentage of students, you lose your federal funding so there's a huge incentive to boost scores and grad rates, which is how I get illiterate college sophomores). TWO. TONS of money thrown at the schools, but where the fuck is it going?

I haven't even touched on how unsafe schools are these days and no I'm not talking school shootings. I mean we have violent kids mainstreamed in classes. I had a student last semester who would throw pencils every time he got frustrated, and he got frustrated by...basic questions. Every student in that classroom learned essentially NOTHING because we were all on edge for when Volcano Joe was going to blow again.

Cut 50% of administration, pull all mandatory curriculum out and let teachers teach, kick out the disruptive kids and let schools be safe places IN ALL ASPECTS for learning and growing. Money is almost NEVER the fucking answer. Not when you've created a system that can be gamed by administrators and students alike.

obsessed with how fixable society is, on a structural level.

obsessed with how all you need to do is throw money at public education and eliminate most standardized testing and you will start getting smarter, more engaged, kinder adults. obsessed with how giving people safe housing, reliable access to good food, and decent wages dramatically reduces drug overdoses and gun violence. obsessed with how much people actually want to get together and fix infrastructure, invent new ways of helping each other, and create global ways of living sustainably once you give them livable pay to do so. obsessed with how tracking diseases, developing medicines, and improving public health becomes so much easier when you just make healthcare free at point of use.

obsessed with how easy it all becomes, if we can just figure out how to wrench the wealth out of the hands of the hoarders.

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

The despising the not understanding things is something I relate to on a deep level. I love Doctor Who, but it is a shit show timeline and lore wise, there are several other ones I love, but that's the biggest mainstream reference one I can think of. The Three-Body Problem by Liu Cixin was confusing for a whole set of reasons, but it was something I couldn't put down. Confusing medias tend to be amongst some of my favorites as well, 'tis a curse. Why are they so good yet frustrating to no end?

Damn, I'm never good at timing so I'm taking in the win. I have no idea if they are translated well in English, I would need to check it out, I'm going to assume they did well.

YES to the being angered by the ending, I had to 1. Talk to some folks to see how we all interpreted it 2. Digest my anger to try to comprehend things on a deeper level. I tend to like solid endings much more, or open endings if and that's a big if the build-up and plot allows for it to be done in a cohesive manner. I respect you for being able to listen to a book. I lose focus so quickly if I am not doing something.

I definitely get the not reading something in another language despite knowing it somewhat, for me it is Finnish and Gaelic. I can sort of read Portuguese and Italian if it is not at, for example, Shakespearean-level. No this is not bragging, my friend has warned me my tones don't travel well online. I am just a linguistics nerd with linguistic nerd friends.

I have yet to read Wilder Girls. How was it? Spoilers don't matter to me mind you, my friend spoiled it for me a long time ago.

Haven't watched Doctor Who or read the novel you're talking about but I totally get what you're saying. Like I love books and movies and tv shows that require people to think critically, but at the same time I'd love for it to just be spelled out for me.

As for listening to Jawbone believe me, I was cleaning or playing block blast (I hate that sm btw) whenever it was playing because I'd lose focus so fast. I need to be doing something mindless with my hands to be able to listen to anything other than music.

That's the thing about the ending, that it was too loose of an end. I don't know if you've seen heretic, but the ending is very much up to interpretation and I think A24 did that well. While I don't think Mónica Ojeda is a bad author by any stretch of the imagination, I personally would have preferred something a little more concrete.

Don't worry about it haha, I don't take that as bragging. Honestly good for you. I was in Spanish classes for 11 years straight and still don't know anything really. Italian I'm somehow better at despite having only taken it for a semester? Honestly I'm horrendous at languages other than English (I am the dumb American stereotype 💔) but I'm obsessed with people that can speak or comprehend more than one language. I however am choosing to stick to English as I'm literally majoring in it.

Wilder girls was so good and honestly really similar to Jawbone, so I think you'll like it. Same energy as Yellowjackets as well. I don't remember much of it because I read it last when I was like a sophomore in high school (grade 10 for non Americans). I just remember really liking the premise and being mad that the ending wasn't concrete.

[radkindoffeminist]

Ahhhh sorry for the little rant/vent I'm going to go on I just kind of wanted to share my thoughts with someone sorry for the mass of text imma bout to go on🙏

to the anonymous trans man that told you to give him a blow job with the results of hissurgry, thats gross and you didnt deserve that and the dick complications are inevitable but it was also the most female way to send that?? Like any male would've sent a violent rape threat but look at that ppl born women just don't

2. did you read inauthentic selves? If you didnt, its some investigative journalism taken down when originally posted for transphobia but it's been saved by other and can still be found. And its really everything every radfem tries express. Didn't fact check it myself though but when I'm free I really do wanna

3. did you hear about self id in Scotland right now? Sorry for the questions I'm just curious about your thoughts I like how you write

4. everyone wants to call it the "bathroom debate" when talking about letting trans women in women's restrooms and honestly that's smart of tras bc they know talking about the changing rooms/lockers is harder to argue so just boil it down to bathrooms. You're in and out for restrooms- yet men still assault ppl- but they can't quite argue why it's totally okay for ppl with penises to be able to strip to their underwear in front of women

5. everyone talks about trans women in women's prisons- bc fair- but ignore trans men in male prisons. First, beginning to see a pattern of poor trans women trying to say they're oppressed for women nor trusting them in their spaces bc they're "trans" and not bc they're literally born men. But nobody wants to let trans men in male prisons. Bc they'd die/get raped. Bc men can't be trusted with anyone with a vagina. Trans man in a male prison walks into the shower room/uses the unsanitary restroom where others can see and have a vagina/clear evidence of phallioplasty? Just straight dead. So both trans women and trans men are safer in women's prison? Shit I thought no sex was inherently better/kinder/safer than the other

6. nothing big but I had some trans men talk about the "gender euphoria" of being able to walk around the beach without a shirt after a double masectomy- which I like to call it instead of top surgery bc doesn't sound quite nice now. And like bestie???? Of course it makes you happy????? A natural part of you isn't being sexualixed by society?? Going barechested with no chance of harassment is like a dream to me? I know that's sounds a bit dramatic but I'm a person I like the sun too I like rolling about in the sand too. It's just such a personal big deal to me. You know that one post about hiw some girls get the "luxury" of spending girlhood as a sexless little thing. And thats not true youve still got gender roles to be forced to but at least youre a little protected from sexualizatuon. Well amyways I'm an immigrant american and got to swim barechested like the boys when little and now that I'm grown in America I can't and i had another point but I lost it now. It's just, those little things that bother me. The big things too of course

7. I had an eating disorder starting in middle school, 6th grade. I was a little 12 year old starving and I won't share specific numbers but it was bad. I just kinda wanted to thank you and radfem tumblr for being a major part in moving me into a better mind set. Those posts of how "you're pretty as you are" never worked. Being able to look into why society/patriarchy is the root cause and not a natural state of my mind gave me control, learning to empathize more with women got me to realize my mother my aunts my mother's women friends my female teachers and all the rest of the women in my life I regularly look up to or emulate are all ppl I emulate not bc of their looks, and that focus on women being women no matter the differences in our bodies was all so so so freeing and solidifying and grounding and eyeopening. Anyways, thank you. But I'm really horrified to find my stomach really has shrunk. I've been nauseous for a while now trying to eat enough again and grow it. And I think about it now with the feminist perspective you've helped me develop and I'm just horrified what I did to myself. I can see I shrunk my stomach, what else did I do? What else to my body or organs? What else to my development? My mind? I firmly believe eating disorders stunt growth in puberty- the last largest developmental stage- for women so much, call it intuition. But I guess that's the point

8. Something I've heard from male Healthcare practitionars is that women don't really develop more after periods become constant(not skipping around playing truant like when you first get it) and I just think that's absolute bias bc just being a women looking at my friends grow they're change so much. I got my friends together and we estimated between the 20 of us we've grown 1.8 inches average after our periods got regular. We've all felt our bodies change. We hold fat differently. Just that constant bias in everywhere even Healthcare

-drag queens suck but remember vine? Remember those long videos of men with shirts/towels on their heads being "funny" but videos of women with fake mustaches/wearing flannel shirts being called embarrassing? And now how on tik tok men get to do the same thing while women don't really do the opposite anymore to get any views. There's the beard filter but it tisnt the same and isn't as mocking

10) I feel like terms like fat phobia, ageism and similar words that have been brought up are just to disconnect from seismic. Like it's just sexism, or at least mainly sexism. Like fat men will pretend to be oppressed when fat women are the ones most effected. Old men I don't even wanna defend myself for, it's just Old women getting a raw deal

11) I was never comfortable around trans women like I am around regular women. I use their pronouns bc path kf least resistance and i dont really care. And tras always act like that's bias I need to "unpack". Well they got me to push down my intuition and think I'm bad for thinking it but all it took for me to peak was to freely think about why that is. Answer: they're born men, stupid you literally know better

12) well actually it'd be more accurate to say I really peaked when saying lesbians aren't attracted to penis became bigotry. Like mf leave those ladies alone and "unpack" your cognitive dissonance

13) I don't hate trans people. I think they suffer mentally and should be supported. But everyone's just being nice calling them a man/woman. Like it's not your true identity stfu. Like using the wrong pronouns will make them kill themselves? Bruh chill if words hurt you that much it's sign a mental illness. But of course, saying that's unhealthy is also bigotry

14) apparently lgbtq+ being together is for the betterment of us all but like. Lgb ppl would literally have such an easier time without trans ppl in everything? Sexual orientation and gender identity are two seperate things like damn

15) want to again thank you for opening my eyes into why I always kinda knew gender identity is stupid. You're right gender doesn't exist and gender stereotypes are literally so strong despite ppl acting like misogyny is over. A explanation for gender I could finally accept without cognitive dissonance and this one post about the amount of glaad focus on trans ppl versus other opened my eyes right open

16) I tried to accept trans ideology so hard bc the way they try and make it is is either their stance or violent conservative stances that don't even belive women are ppl. They make a fake dichotomy and boom, I accepted their thoughts bc between the two choicespresented, knew the better one. Anyways, all those term blocklists and misinformation are totally bc you ruin the dichotomy they love. Like, they'll always talk about conservative men. Trans youtubers pull up conservative tweets and shit all the time. But for you, suddenly we don't engage. Suddenly, it's a block. It's a dni, it's a weird ass shinigami eye. Bc engaging with you is mentally satisfying. And then when nobody intervals with you, lump them with conservative men to preserve the dichotomy. Actually seeing what you have to say and your understanding and your actually putting women first was like something clicking in my mind.b

16) trans ppl literally nake life hell if you're gender nonconforming. Ppl start saying your an "egg" for just fucking being an unshaved woman. Like oh my god shut up I'm tired of you. And then other ppl against gender non conformity? They were calling ppl a boy/girl for stupid stuff like which toys you play with when i was a kid and now? They also call you trans man/ trans woman. Tras talk about how terfs side with conservatives but both them and tradition gender roles ppl act like a girl is a boy for not liking skirts they can't run in. Like somethings wrong if a girl wants short hair that won't tangle and won't have their moms brushing it out in the most painful way possible with little care

17) I've had more ideas but I've lost them 😭. Just know that im really changing the way i livs my life with the radical feminism ive intercated with on this site. Sometimes I'm sure it might not feel great posting here, but you've helped me a lot. Anyways have a good day and a happy new year!

1. Yeah, I get that. While it was fucking disgusting and it’s normally men talking about forcing their dicks into lesbians, you’re right that she was much more polite than typical men. Really reads like a woman playing at a male power fantasy -disgusting and horrible, but nearly as violent as men normally are.

2. I remember seeing it at some point and I can’t remember if I ended up reading it or not? If I did then it was long enough ago that I’ve forgotten it but I should probably check it out again.

3. Yes, I did. I live in Scotland, lol. I honestly don’t know what effects it’s going to have as it’s about the changing of legal documents, though I can’t imagine any of them are going to be good. Self-ID is pretty much respected here by most places already (I went to a bar a couple of weeks back where the bathrooms were labelled as ‘2 stalls’ and ‘1 stall, 1 urinal’) so it’s not going to be the day to day things which are going to change but any statistical recordings: crime reports, % of job applications by women, etc.

4. Yep, and even then they show complete misunderstanding of all their arguments. I’ve seen things like ‘I don’t care who’s in the stall next to me’ which is true, but I do care if they’re going to peer over to watch me or put on a spy cam to make porn of me or sexually assault me when I’m out of the stall? They put it down to being weirded out that a male might be pissing next to you.

Then they argue that the bathroom in your own home is gender neutral, ignoring the fact that the bathroom in your own home is shared between you and the people that you live with or any guests that you have over. It is not shared with dozens upon dozens of strangers who may or may not have the intention to just pee and get on with their lives.

And yeah, it’s literally always the bathrooms in which they argue this stuff. They don’t discuss changing rooms. They don’t discuss shelters/rape crisis centres. They don’t discuss wards on hospitals. They don’t discuss care homes. They don’t discuss prisons. All these places where women are much more vulnerable than in a bathroom and which will also be affected by self-ID laws but which they could never argue aside from saying that it’s wrong for trans women to be excluded and that there’s no way men will abuse self-ID laws in these spaces.

5) Because everything TRAs say ends in contradictions. Trans men should, by all accounts, end up in male prisons. But actually they’re safer in female prisons so let’s just leave them there? Suddenly, safety matters when discussing trans prisoners but almost no other prisoners - especially the female prisoners who are forced to be housed with TIMs!

6) That’s one of the things which is so difficult to explain to TRAs and get people to understand: women are so heavily sexualised and constantly being watched, so being able to just feel free must be so good! I understand why they feel the way they do but doesn’t make it gender euphoria.

7) I’m sorry to hear that your struggled with an ED but glad to hear that you found something which helped. I also always hated the ‘you’re pretty as you are’ rhetoric because while I understand why it was common and supported, it still lent into that misogynistic view that women exist to be eye-candy for men rather than accepting that women are people who deserve to just exist in peace.

8) I hadn’t heard the regular thing before. I heard something about how you supposedly stop growing something like 18 months after starting periods? Which sort of worked out for me. Either way, the female body is so understudied that it’s difficult to know what’s true and what’s old wives tales these days.

9) Yep. Hundreds upon hundreds of videos of men just mocking women. Though I have to say that I’ve been lucky and TikTok has also had some really feminist trends. #womeninmalefields is probably one of my favourite trends. Weaponised incompetence has picked up. I know ‘married single mother’ is a term which picked up a lot and women resonate with it. It’s good to see so many women jumping on these feminist trends and getting the word out because I’m sure it’s helped women, even if many don’t think it applies to them.

10) There’s something to be said about ageism existing, not just because older women are erased from media but also because of active discrimination against ‘Gen Z’ employees as they are considered to be inherently lazy as well as laws like minimum wages which discriminate against younger employees. BUT I do agree that there is a heavy cross over with misogyny specifically, especially something like medical misogyny/fat-phobia has a high cross over.

11) It’s always the ‘unpack this’ and ‘unpack that’ as if you are not within your right to just be uncomfortable with a whole ass man in a women’s space. This is why I hate that they’ve attached themselves to LGB and use terms which oppressed classes used: they can continue to act like other people’s discomfort is that person’s problem because, as the cis oppressor, they are the one with the privilege and the progressive people around them have to accept it because they support trans people as an oppressed class.

12) ‘Lesbians can like dick and it’s actually bigoted of them to not’ is probably the most common reason for people peaking. When I ran peaktransstories (before it got banned and when I used to borrow the stories from r/GenderCritical in the good old days), it was by FAR the most common reason which caused people to either peak or at least look into these things.

13) Same as me. I don’t hate trans people for ‘being trans’. I think many of them are struggling with their identities, especially where their identity is rooted in internalised homophobia and/or misogyny. For those who are struggling with dysphoria, I think they need a lot of mental health help. I hate some trans people/allies for spreading misogyny, homophobia, and other hate, but I do not believe that all trans people are like that./

14) I hate how much trans people have become a parasite to LGB people. Like, it’s not even the being in the movement together, it’s the wanting to centre themselves into every conversation and acting like because trans people from decades ago fought for LGB rights that it’s then their turn (even though said trans people were LGB and ignoring all the actual LGB people who fought for LGB rights?)

15) Aww, I’m glad my blog was helpful for you!

16-1) Same! I really did try to accept it and put it down to one of these things which I was never going to fully understand because I am not trans, but the inconsistencies and gender stereotypes really got to me! And then you come online and it’s suddenly very culty. Like I don’t know any other group who openly says like ‘don’t follow these people, don’t read their posts, don’t understand their points’ and tries to convince people that they’re consistently actively lying and manipulating you! Healthy groups encourage viewing the opinions of the opposing side, understanding their views, and then disagreeing with their actual views.

16-2) ‘Egg’ stuff is always so annoying because it’s almost always something like ‘I liked something which is seen as typically really girly/masculine’. You can just like a thing? What happened to trying to break gender stereotypes?

17. You had 16 ideas and you still had others that you forgot?

[the-fab-fox]

OMG. THIS IS WHY AMERICAN EDUCATION SYSTEM IS A JOKE..

I am 36 years old and while I never took any Egypt-specific History classes in highschool or college (I want to be fair to these classes in case they do cover this. Though I doubt it. Still could be wrong.) and anything we did learn was focused on the way way way way past. So we would learn about the pharoes and their rule. And that was it. And then take when I was forced to go to church. Again. Same thing. The rule. The river. The stories. The splitting the sea.

So it is my theory that the reason Americans, at the very least, don't know this shit is because everything we learn about it is stuff from the past. And then media going on to represent it the same way then concretes it in our minds like oh "that's just Egypt. Pyramids and sand and maybe some small towns around their way off maybe but the big Egyptian cities can't possibly be near the pyramids.

And what's hilarious. I'm pretty sure we all saw maps that would have put Cairo right next to the pyramids. (If the pyramids had been stated on the map. To be fair, that was back in 8th grade and I'm 36 so it's been a few years LMAO. But even then, we were 8th graders. None of us were looking too clearly at maps. Much more likely our eyes were glazed over because they never teach you really how to look at maps (topographical, and the others, can't remember what they are all called. <-American education system at it's finest y'all.).)

So yeah. I blame the American "Neg-ucation" System.

It doesn't make us smarter. It's designed to makes us complacent. You don't think American highschool text books haven't taken out a shit tone of stuff that makes us look bad?

Recently... I read up on World War 2. Did you know the doctors in Japan that were doing horrible experiments not only on our pow's but also the Japanese citizens (from what I read on Wikipedia, so take this with a grain of salt until a Japanese person can confirm). But if this is true, and honestly I'm going to believe unless a Japanese person tells me otherwise, then guess what. We never learned about that when covering WWII. Or any other thing we covered. As far as we knew back in 6th grade. The Native American peoples grew to like and respect and work with us. Oh but how does that explain the trail of tears. Which we did have to cover. But ofc they painted that in a light that makes us not look as bad. Let me tell you. The Trail of Tears was fucking called that for a damn good reason. 😡 I've actually talked at length about what really went down. And I mean we see what the government is doing to the destitute and disenfranchised of our country. So I'm sure we can all imagine how doubled that was for the natives during that time.

So yeah. I'm not at all surprised that I had no idea about this. That's so hella fucking cool that you get to just pass by them. Obviously I know it's just common place for y'all by now which is totally valid. The same could be said about new Yorkers compared to the first time I walked around new York. Let me tell you. My neck hurt by the time we went home. Lol.

Gods. What's worse. If you look at what's taught now in Germany, from what I know from when I last heard it, schools in Germany teach about WWII and the Holocaust. But they don't leave out all the things that would make Germany look bad. No. They acknowledged the horrors and monstrosities because they know that if they don't, history will repeat itself. They wanted to be better than that and so they taught everything.

America is literally founded on censorship.

Americans are stupid and naive by default.

# by design

I want an America where we accept our horrors from the past and stop skirting past the uncomfy stuff that makes us look bad and learn everything as it should be—no filtering to puff us up—and learn really cool things like this.

Sorry op. This just really pissed me off about the fact that I could have known this but America keeps us in the dark about so much. It's so fucking frustrating and boils my blood.

If you would like me to remove this, please let me know.

downside: going to have to include a picture of the Giza pyramids in the slides for the lecture upside: i get to give people a crash course in why perspective matters in two frames, because

followed by

is such a funny sequence

[area51-escapee]

Actually really sick of people going “okay but the south really IS that uneducated though” like I’m sorry you do not get to speak for all of us. For grades 6-12 I went to school in a small suburban town bordering on farmland in Texas. Would look outside of my history class and just see damn cornfields for miles. Got to drive past cows and goats while on the school bus. We still learned about slavery and we still learned about the civil rights movement. We learned about the Harlem Renaissance and we read novels and poetry and autobiographies by authors of color. World History was a mandatory class. We learned about the Rwandan Genocide, and the Rape of Nanking. We learned about the fact that the US chose to not punish nazi doctors and scientists and instead bring them to the states. We learned about other religions, we learned about colonialism, about the trail of tears. You don’t get to say our education was universally bad just like I don’t get to say it’s universally good.

We didn’t learn about things like, say, the Titanic sinking, or the Chernobyl nuclear disaster, or the Jonestown Massacre in school. Just aren’t things the US education system teaches about. But they are things I know A LOT about, because I opened books, I researched things on my own, I was allowed to give a presentation on the Chernobyl disaster to my geography class and teach them about it as well just because my teacher approved the topic for a project. Even with the classes I had, there was still a lot I didn’t learn, but I have since learned just. By using the internet. Did you know history podcasts are a thing? I fucking LOVE them. If you have time to be on tumblr talking about how you didn’t know Mexico had literal cities, then you have time to browse some search engines or YouTube channels or literally anything to learn more. I’ve been trying to change the way I look at things and stop saying “I didn’t know”/“I never learned about that” and instead say “I haven’t learned about that yet” because I really do want to learn more! I don’t want to be ignorant forever!

I really hate the way people treat all Americans like we’re just stupid and ignorant, that’s not me and I don’t want to be perceived that way, but it seems like so many people have decided to use it as an excuse to never make an effort to learn more about other places and people, rather than treat it as something that should be disproven. You’d rather hide behind it as a shield so you don’t have to do any real work and try and gain sympathy points for it even though there is a plethora of resources at your fingertips. Maybe school didn’t teach you everything, maybe it didn’t teach you anything, but if the internet can teach you about fanfiction and shipping then I think you can also figure out how to use it to learn more about the world.