#fandom null

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IT’S GONE

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Image ID: Tumblr tags reading, '#call me by your pronouns' end ID

Just saw someone with “use whatever pronouns you use for yourself for me” in bio. I honestly never considered the depth the pronoun metagame could have, we’ve barely scratched the surface with this shit

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when you go on a terf block spree and you think this could just be a normal person somehow swept up in the related blogs tabs... you look up 'trans' in there just be sure and are of course disappointed... except they are the only active blog left in the thread <3 nature is healing

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… i got spam messages from 2 pornbots but they’ve already been reported. leaving me unable to open their messages. eternally marking them as ‘unread’ and staining the vast fields of my user interface with blood-blue flecks of notification bubbles

WHAT THE FUCK TUMBLR

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FUCK fandom and fanfic and meta... it's researching bernese moutain dogs for me from here on out.

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Image ID: A screenshot of a section of the Tumblr UI; a button labeled '💎Go Premium' is placed directly above the '✏️Create' button. End ID

sorry your worthless website is hemorrhaging money like a bleeding pig matthew but maybe don't openly and actively aggrandize against trans women, black people and palestinians at every opportunity. the balls to put this above the create post button is absurd. eat shit

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blatant transphobia 🤝 absurdist humour

[bs0da]

Null screeching hysterically over a Baldloon will never not be funny to me—

[spampai]

He hittin’ the high notes for this one

This game is helping me with my anatomy holy funky food fridges

Them designs will change often, working out with the artstyle atm

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prrrrr

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[ravisconverse]

finally braved getting my third tattoo !! inspired by miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children of course <3

[zelcii]

half-loved | millard nullings

light angst, estabished relationship

you find him in the library, his usual haunt, surrounded by books and scribbled notes. millard is half-buried in the pages, his translucent skin almost glowing under the dim light. the sight would’ve made you smile once. now, it only makes your chest burn.

"millard," you call, your voice barely more than a whisper. he doesn’t look up, doesn’t even flinch. you’re like a ghost in this room, far more invisible than he was.

"yes, my love?" his tone is distant and slightly irritated, like you’re an interruption rather than what he called you. his love.

you step closer, fingers tracing the spines of the books on the shelf next to you. "we need to talk."

millard finally glances up, each movement tired, shadowed. "can it wait? i’m rather busy at the moment." he was always busy. the way he shifted so sluggishly might have urged you to tell him to rest, but you always knew he wouldn't listen.

"no," you say firmly. "it can’t."

he sighs, closing his book with slow, deliberate movement. "alright then, what’s so urgent?"

you take a deep breath, the words you’ve been rehearsing for days finally finding their way past your lips. "you promised we'd grow together. but not only are we no longer growing are we neither together for most of the day."

he blinks, confusion creasing his forehead. he couldn't understand the pain and frustration in your voice. or rather what it stemmed from. "i don’t understand—"

"no, you don’t," you interrupt, anger flaring up in your chest. "you never have. you’re so wrapped up in your studies, in yourself, that you no longer see me."

millard feels his face fall, but there’s still that distance in his silhouette, like he’s watching this from a thousand miles away. "that’s not fair."

"fair?" you laugh, a bitter sound that cuts through the air. "i don't think it's fair you keep yourself locked away all day, i don't think it's fair that you're never eager to see me and i definately do not think it's fair that not once in the last twenty years that i've endured you have you said the words 'i love you.'"

he flinches at your words, his mouth opening and closing like he’s searching for something to say, something to make this better. but there’s nothing. there’s just the truth, hanging between you like a shroud.

"i've said 'i love you'," he stated finally, and for the first time, he's unsure of himself. "haven't i?"

you scoff. he's there staring silently. you can't even tell if he's still looking at you. "i am far too full of life to only be half-loved."

there’s a long silence, the weight of your words settling in the space between you. millard looks down at his hands, his shoulders slumping. "i… i didn’t realize…"

"i know," you say softly. "but that changes nothing."

your heart is heavy. this is the first time in a very long time you've had his full attention. it's tempting. it could have compelled you to take it all back. but you knew better.

"i'm sorry... i never meant to hurt you," he speaks softly. there's an earnest in the way he reaches for your hand. a charm in the way his other hand cups the side of your face and a comfort in the way you lean into him touch.

you pause, just for a moment, looking at him the same way you used to. your head tilted, staring at him as if there was something worth looking at. "i wish sorry was enough."

[namelessgirl2]

MINI CHIBI NULL!!

[jewishdainix]

Btw if your analysis of the reaction in the epic fandom to calypso doesn't talk about the mysogynoir in the fandom affects how people view and interpret her it is worthless

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Jeremy Vine is often infuriatingly centrist but boy am I loving their section on the police. You’re so based Mister No-Name In The Middle

[elytra404]

so.... we've had a while to think about it. whats the consensus?