#men deserve love

[sunder-the-gold]

The love of the gender made to die.

seems there's a lot of bittersweet stories like this out of japan where a man loses his wife and just never gets over it. i'd be curious to know if there's a cultural thing behind this.

[sunder-the-gold]

"Adult men in fandom aren’t creepy, either."

I don't know how major or minor this addition is to you, but I sincerely thank you for making it. It's always confused me when online spaces just assume fanboys or men in fandoms are universally accepted with no hesitation... because they're not. And I'm not just talking from personal experience.

Bad takes on a popular (female) character? Blame men!

Loads of "sexy" fanart of a female character? Blame men!

In addition, "only women can like this her!" and "only women love her for who she is!"

Lots of men like (insert series here)? That must mean it sucks!

If a man likes (insert series here); run!

Modern movie or series bombs? Blame men!

Also, many people just letting stories of men in fandoms being bullied for their interests off the hook. "Men can handle it! Now they know what it feels like!"

I'd bring up bronies or "girly" interests, but that can of worms may go over the words count in this ask.

But seriously, thank you. It's nice to feel seen and heard for once.

Anyone looking to gatekeep adults out of fandom would surely not accept adult men. If they only explicitly target women, it’s because they never seriously considered that men might like the subject matter. Likely because they’re too young to understand.

They’re no different from those who seek to gatekeep men out of something that they claim to be making more accessible to women, while they also attack the women in the fandom who also hate the changes going on.

Everyone’s trying to exclude someone. Those who currently claim to exclude only on the basis of virtue seem to have some curiously “bioessentialist” ideas about virtue.

Possibly because it’s much easier to be self-righteous on the basis of your immutable characteristics than on the basis of how well you actually love or even tolerate other people.

Learning how to live with people who disagree with you is HARD and unpleasant, and God Forbid you need to actually tolerate anything.

[ravxe3n]

when the poolverine/x men origins poolverine universes collide

before wade wilson turned into a crazy seasoned raw chicken)

[sunder-the-gold]

A father wants to protect his daughter. "Oh, you mean he sees her as property!" Just say that you feel no responsibility for other people and can't understand protecting anything that doesn't belong to you.

This is your brain on androphobia. If men abandon you, they're evil, and if men protect you, they're evil. You cannot allow there to be a 'winning move', because if men did anything right it would still somehow be oppressing you.

mutuals do this

[simonbrain]

love the idea of reader just trying to fuck all her stress out with a random at the bar before returning back to her mundane life, and simon deciding he's going to keep her instead 🙂‍↕️

the prick doesn't budge when you try to kick him out; instead, he drags you back into bed and works his mouth to loosen you up again, and now you've forgotten why you were trying to haul his ass out of your home.

(you attempted to sound stern while telling him to get out of your house, but he merely chuckled, the sound so raspy and condescending that it stroked a heat within you that you thought was sated last night.

"this is our home. now get your arse back in bed, i'm fuckin' hungry.")

you had to really fist at his hair to pull him off of you, and that only turned him on if the deep groan rumbling out of him was anything to go by—you swear his tongue sunk deeper inside you. he only relented so he could fuck you dumb in the shower after, leaving you with trembling legs and feeling more dirty than clean (atta girl, don't you waste any of tha'—keep it all in).

you blink, and now suddenly you're seated as he spoon-feeds you a nice, hearty breakfast, huffing something like messy girl when toast crumbs get all over your face and the wooden table.

words can't express how flustered you are; you're too stunned to even continue telling the big man who's now feeding you scrambled eggs that he needs to leave. all you feel like you're capable of doing is opening your mouth to accept another spoonful, ignoring the ache you feel between your thighs when you catch his heavy stare and hear a low hum of approval.

then he's leaving (and it's not because of your nagging), muttering something about having to work those mutts to the bone today, all while you're trying to make sense of what's happening. he gives you a sloppy kiss to silence your questions and exasperation, one that makes you feel hot all over and almost melt into a puddle had it not been for the firm grip he had on your ass.

he licks his lips when he pulls back, eyes darting to where your shirt just barely covers where he'd rather be all day than having to go and train recruits. he stares for an uncomfortably long time and before you can speak up, face growing a little hot from the tension, he's turning around to finally leave.

before the door shuts, he says, "be a good girl, ay? see you tonight, birdie."

you're left with your thoughts and feelings of dread and anxiety. there definitely isn't any underlying interest or anything; the freak has fucked your brain out of your head, that's all. you're sure he didn't even mean it anyway. maybe. hopefully.

a drop of his come rolls down your thigh, and arousal shame burns through you. since when did you let one-night stands finish in you?

(your so-called one-night stand came home hungry and pissed, so worked up that he dragged you over to the nearest surface and played with you for a good hour. by the time you had half the mind to tell him about the dinner in the oven—your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at how much money he had sent you for groceries earlier, nevermind how he got ahold of your account details—he grunted and finally gave your poor pussy a break, scarred mug all slick and flushed.)

good luck when he takes you to meet his mates at the bar a week later, the same bar you brought him home from; the comments from them make you wish a hole in the ground would just swallow you right up.

"pretty thing ye caught, lt," johnny grins, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. he's a bit over the top, ogles your chest too hard, but overall he's... alright. you'd probably notice how perverted he really was if you actually looked at him longer than a few fleeting glances, but his stare is kind of unnerving.

kyle—perfection personified—hums in agreement, a warm smile on his face that puts you at ease. somehow you don't pick up on the ulterior motive behind his gaze running over your body, eyes roaming over your chest more discreetly than johnny but just as appreciative. "pretty indeed. you don't mind sharing, do you ghost?" kyle teases, pretty eyes glancing over at simon, who only huffs at that and shakes his head (much to your confusion).

who the fuck is ghost? you only know big guy and simon.

there's a deep chuckle and your focus flits over to the man seated in front of you, captain john price. if you thought simon was scary, john's a man who demands respect and attention just by being in his presence. "you chose the wrong dog to bring home," john hums, voice deep and gravelly and making you shamefully squeeze your thighs together.

"but that's alright, sweetheart. you have three others now, yeah?" the purr that comes out of his mouth is sinful, and when you nod and stammer out a yes, sir as if you were one of his soldiers and not the sweet girl that simon has brought to his captain, looking for approval of his newest toy, he only smiles.

simon's hand squeezes your thigh underneath the table, trailing upwards, and you're slowly understanding what it is that you've gotten yourself into.

[sunder-the-gold]

But nowadays women leaving men who show any vulnerability is some kind of epidemic.

[stil-lindigo]

warmth.

a comic about not being alone.

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[magnetic-rose]

i was really digging morph/wolverine in x-men 97 and i'm really digging deadpool/wolverine from the new movie.

but.

BUT!

one day, i'll have a live action version of wolverine that adapts his extremely homoerotic situationship with nightcrawler.

liiiiiiiiiiiiike

[faunandfloraas]

I was surprised at how handsome he was...

[contagious-watermelon]

Why do I keep seeing transmascs and trans men insisting or implying that all trans men are "female socialized," or "understand the female experience," or "navigated the world as a woman." Because yeah, sure, that can be true for some people. especially if you weren't gnc at all as a kid and didn't crack your egg until well into adulthood, it makes sense.

But they don't stop at saying they had that experience. It always comes with an addendum that trans men, as a group, all can relate to this experience. I don't know about the entirety of my demographic, but I never got even a little bit of what some of them talk about. I didn't even believe that women were scared of going out at night until I kept consistently seeing them say it, online or wherever, for years. I never realized catcalling was a thing until I saw some women complaining about it on reddit.

But they posit it as some sort of, you're safer than cis men, right? You know what it's like? Which, on top of being patently, demonstrably false in the case of myself and many other trans men, holds some unpleasant and often outright hostile implications about trans women. And they always deny it, but if you can't even conceptualize someone like me who grew up gnc, and never got the bulk (or any?) of whatever we consider to be 'female socialization,' what does that say about what you think trans girls went through, growing up? I don't want to speak for them, as I've never experienced that firsthand, but I can guarantee that (if you're even a little bit obviously trans) people don't treat you like a cis kid of the opposite gender. By and large, they don't get treated like cis boys.

It just makes me mad that we're taking this inaccurate framework that (ever so conveniently) puts trans people into the box of our assumed birth gender, and trying to fancy it up and use it with a faux-progressive veneer; never mind the way that transphobes use it to bar trans women from being athletes, or using the bathroom, or having access to any gendered resources they need. It would be bad enough to try and dust it off and use it even if it were largely accurate, due to the aforementioned connections to outright transphobia, but it literally is patently false. Not in all cases, obviously, but why are we trying to revamp this untrue, inaccurate generalization and pretend that we can make it 'trans-inclusive?'

[bluspaghetti]

Lil doodle based on this screenshot <3

[homeforclones]

The difference between Season 1 and Season 3 of the Bad Batch

Season 1: Omega: Crosshair, can I have a hug? Crosshair: The audacity??? Of this Child??? Nothing would revolt me more than to show any kind of weakness to sate your neediness. Season 3: Omega: Crosshair, you're getting a hug. Crosshair: The charity??? Of my Sister??? Nothing would give me more joy than to be hugged by the Literal Angel that you are, though I am a lowly worm.

[sunder-the-gold]

Men and women are not enemies. We’re in this fight together.

[sunder-the-gold]

Why do women emasculate men?

[zellaroonie]

i didn’t even play undertale ok