#people don't GET it

[tangerinelabyrinth]

Hi! I'm back with another Martha Jones rant because people just can't understand.

When people talk about the mistreatment of Martha, I've seen so many people focus only on the fact that Ten did not reciprocate her feelings instead of dismissing her valid concerns about her race and the fact she had to endure racism in a time period she was not safe in.

People like Ten so much (Which is fine I don 't care if you like ten, I understand why and am not saying you can't like him) they just excuse everything that happened to Martha and paint him as this entirely innocent person who doesn't know what he is doing when he clearly does.

I've stated before that Ten is not wrong for not having feeling for her, that he is perfectly fine in grieving Rose, but I have outlined the rest of the stuff he does to Martha and how he treats her throughout his run with her all of which is unnecessary and would be extremely confusing for Martha.

I've seen this time and time again in multiple fandoms mind you that people will ignore the important bits for others that don't matter in the grand scheme of things. I say ten is bad for ignoring Martha's race and making her be in a time period she's not safe in. You say he is not bad just because he doesn't reciprocate her feelings. 🤦🏾‍♀️

Martha Jones enduring racism and misleading terrible treatment from the Doctor beyond him not liking her back is the important part of the conversation Not the fact he does not like her back which I've stated is fine.

I'm not misinterpting Martha and Tens dynamic, it's just exhausting that time and time again I have point out that Martha was treated differently from Rose and Donna, when the proof is right there. We don't even know how Martha's story ends, she went from engaged to someone to married to Mickey. Did she join Torchwood? Did she stay at Unit? who knows. (Which is why I want them to bring her back for like an episode so we can know)

I understand that I will never make people just get it, but I won't stop talking about it because it needs to be said, you can't ignore the big picture nor Tens actions even if you like him and that the Marthas mistreatment goes beyond the doctor not liking her back.

[swan2swan]

Me, inspecting today's gif for flaws: "You're fine...you're fine, you're fine, you're fine...you're perfect. Oh, you're perfect. OH, you're so perfect, you're such a perfect movie! Mwah!"

[jonathanbyersphd]

You people slept on Peter tbh

[evermorethecrow]

but mr bungou stray dog cant you see the value in being a silly little guy?? what do you have against silly little guys ☹️

Value? How can I find any value when it doesn't exist. There is no value in 'living' or this so called 'sillyness' you pin to me. And don't call me 'little guy' I am not 'little' I am a mafia member. I play out your worst fears for money. For life. For my own inhuman gratification of fun, one so far twisted from the social norm you couldnt imagine. And I'm not just a 'guy' I'm not like the other guys my age. They don't get me and you wouldn't either. If you want 'little' go to my annoying co-worker.

Don't ever say anything like this to me again. I have been trained by the port mafia and am a close advisor to it's boss, I wrote multiple underground trade routes for illegal gem transportation and I have killed and felt nothing. Within the blink of an eye I can find out everything about you and wipe you off the face of the earth like windex to a stained window.

You are nothing but a bug for me to crush.

[lovezkinky]

Trying my best to fight the urge to cut myself since last time I couldn't and I want to do it so fucking bad

[whispersafterclass]

weird post:

she found my deadname ....and she was awful abt it

i was talking to her and doing the paperwork for getting my ID for boston

and she points to my (legal) name on the screen and says

"what is that??" and i was like (.........)

like how do you reply to that?????? what do you say ?????? so i just looked at her and told her it was my legal name

BUT SHE KEPT MENTIONING IT she kept asking me questions about it and like questions about why i changed it and how it was a pretty name and she knows im nonbinary and it was just so so sooo bad the secondhand embarrassment for her i felt was so bad

[soyoulikechicks]

Well my sorry I dont EXCITING posts I have ANXIETY 🤬

[pokedoodleday]

#0044 - Gloom

[musical-chick-13]

I would like everyone to know that it’s not just Unpopular Female Characters, the overwhelming majority of the male characters I happen to really like are either from obscure, niche properties no one knows about or (more often) also widely disliked.

[shadesofmauve]

I want to step away from the art-vs-artist side of the Gaiman issue for a bit, and talk about, well, the rest of it. Because those emotions you're feeling would be the same without the art; the art just adds another layer.

Source: I worked with a guy who turned out to be heavily involved in an international, multi-state sex-slavery/trafficking ring.

He was really nice.

Yeah.

It hits like a dumptruck of shit. You don't feel stable in your world anymore. How could someone you interacted with, liked, also be a truly horrible person? How could your judgement be that bad? How can real people, not stylized cartoon bogeymen, be actually doing this shit?

You have to sit with the fact that you couldn't, or probably couldn't, have known. You should have no guilt as part of this horror — but guilt is almost certainly part of that mess you're feeling, because our brains do this associative thing, and somehow "I liked [the version of] the guy [that I knew]", or his creations, becomes "I made a horrible mistake and should feel guilty."

You didn't, loves, you didn't.

We're human, and we can only go by the information we have. And the information we have is only the smallest glimpse into someone else's life.

I didn't work closely with the guy I knew at work, but we chatted. He wasn't just nice; he was one of the only people outside my tiny department who seemed genuinely nice in a workplace that was rapidly becoming incredibly toxic. He loaned me a bike trainer. Occasionally he'd see me at the bus stop and give me a lift home.

Yup. I was a young woman in my twenties and rode in this guy's car. More than once.

When I tell this story that part usually makes people gasp. "You must feel so scared about what could have happened to you!" "You're so lucky nothing happened!"

No, that's not how it worked. I was never in danger. This guy targeted Korean women with little-to-no English who were coerced and powerless. A white, fluent, US citizen coworker wasn't a potential victim. I got to be a person, not prey.

Y'know that little warning bell that goes off, when you're around someone who might be a danger to you? That animal sense that says "Something is off here, watch out"?

Yeah, that doesn't ping if the preferred prey isn't around.

That's what rattled me the most about this. I liked to think of myself as willing to stand up for people with less power than me. I worked with Japanese exchange students in college and put myself bodily between them and creeps, and I sure as hell got that little alarm when some asian-schoolgirl fetishist schmoozed on them. But we were all there.

I had to learn that the alarm won't go off when the hunter isn't hunting. That it's not the solid indicator I might've thought it was. That sometimes this is what the privilege of not being prey does; it completely masks your ability to detect the horrors that are going on.

A lot of people point out that 'people like that' have amazing charisma and ability to lie and manipulate, and that's true. Anyone who's gotten away with this shit for decades is going to be way smoother than the pathetic little hangers-on I dealt with in university. But it's not just that. I seriously, deeply believe that he saw me as a person, and he did not extend personhood to his victims. We didn't have a fake coworker relationship. We had a real one. And just like I don't know the ins-and-outs of most of my coworkers lives, I had no idea that what he did on his down time was perpetrate horrors.

I know this is getting off the topic, but it's so very important. Especially as a message to cis guys: please understand that you won't recognize a creep the way you might think you will. If you're not the preferred prey, the hind-brain alarm won't go off. You have to listen to victims, not your gut feeling that the person seems perfectly nice and normal. It doesn't mean there's never a false accusation, but face the fact that it's usually real, and you don't have enough information to say otherwise.

So, yeah. It fucking sucks. Writing about this twists my insides into tense knots, and it was almost a decade ago. I was never in danger. No one I knew was hurt!

Just countless, powerless women, horrifically abused by someone who was nice to me.

You don't trust your own judgement quite the same way, after. And as utterly shitty as it is, as twisted up and unstead-in-the-world as I felt the day I found out — I don't actually think that's a bad thing.

I think we all need to question our own judgement. It makes us better people.

I don't see villains around every corner just because I knew one, once. But I do own the fact that I can't know, really know, about anyone except those closest to me. They have their own full lives. They'll go from the pinnacles of kindness to the depths of depravity — and I won't know.

It's not a failing. It's just being human. Something to remember before you slap labels on people, before you condemn them or idolize them. Think about how much you can't know, and how flawed our judgement always is.

Grieve for victims, and the feeling of betrayal. But maybe let yourself off the hook, and be a bit slower to skewer others on it.

[beebfreeb]

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

[captainjonnitkessler]

>Join a union

>Hear people constantly complaining that the current union leadership is super corrupt, it's all just the same ten guys making all the decisions in secret and nobody else in the union ever gets to know what's going on

>Go to the monthly union meetings that are completely open to all 1200 union members

>The only attendees are the same ten guys every month, giving detailed reports about everything that's going on

[mayhemchicken-artblog]

in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off

EDIT: reblogs are STAYING OFF. op was right and correct and i have never regretted making a post as much as this one. if you want to reblog my art you can reblog something else from my blog. or commission me, lord knows i deserve financial compensation for the nightmare this post has put me through

[jonathanbyersphd]

The thing is Jonathan wouldn't put on his own oxygen mask before helping others.

[problemnyatic]

when will we talk about the willful helplessness epidemic on here. So many people on this god forsaken website demand to have any and all things that exist outside their personal experiences directly, personally pre-chewed and spoonfed to them. And when you do, they'll then ask for you to swallow for them, too, because, you see, in THEIR experience..,

[acorviart]

not to sound like a boomer, but I need some people to learn how to write emails in a semi-professional (at the very least) format so you're not cold emailing a business/potential employer/any other stranger about formal matters in the exact same way you'd DM a close friend on instagram

the formality/language can loosen up in the email chain once you've established a rapport and you match the other person if they're being less formal, but please don't have the very first email you send a stranger be written in all lowercase ultra-casual sms slang with no greeting or signature and a billion emojis