#remember that bigots deserve to be laughed at

[threepandas]

Your Biggest Fan: Part 3

When he first showed up, people scoffed. He wasn't the first to try and claim such a grand name, nor would he be the last. They mocked him. Made unknowing targets of themselves. Didn't realize just how SERIOUS the situation WAS.

They thought he was a joke.

Because, after all, how could ANYTHING related to the Quirkless be a threat? How could ANYTHING related to those they'd failed, dismissed, and abused ever come back to haunt them? What vengeance and anger could possibly fester there? Turning into something ugly. Something powerful and dangerous.

The Red Shoed Onryō was no joke.

He was every ugly buried sin crawled into the light. Vengeance where no justice would ever be found. The cruelty that returns cruelty's actions. The monster the that hunts and haunts the living.

And of course, like everything related to the Quirkless, the news buried him. Covered their eyes and ears, hoping he'd go away. Letting him run free.

Hero after hero, refusing to take the case. Because he's "not a REAL threat". As though his influence wasn't spreading. As though his power wasn't GROWING. Willfully BLIND! At every turn, it baffled and infuriated you. Did Onyrō have to STAB them first, for them to SEE?!

Worst of all? He was either kidnapping or KILLING Quirkless kids. The most vulnerable youth in this entire god forsaken, willfully blind, country! There were days when you loved your country. There WERE. It's one of the reasons you became a Hero! But some days? You wanted to BEAT THE BIGOT out of your countrymen.

Especially when, once again, you were looking down at... at tiny little red shoes.

God.

God, they were just a KID.

A little kid. Face to solemn. Eyes too old for such a young body. Parents who can't be bothered to even remember the last time they SAW their son. He was SIX. It burns you. Every child, dead or missing on this God forsaken case. It BURNS. Every SINGLE one of their neighbors saw the crimes here and did nothing. The teachers. Nothing. Their own parents! Nothing!

Another child failed.

Another set of tiny shoes collected. Because these BASTARDS don't deserve to keep them. And a cry in the nearest park.

Damn this so called Onryō. DAMN HIM! They were just kids! He... oh god, he was just a kid...

There's an awkward shuffling near your bench. Ah. Probably a kid. Smile, Gaurdian. You gotta remember to smile! They're kids. They don't understand, SHOULDN'T understand, that sometimes Heros lose...

C'mon. Be brave. Smile.

You raise your head. And... oh. Not a kid. They're all still playing, off on the distant play structures. It's the anxious, green, quirkless man. The one who was real scuffed up. He looks better. Nervous though.

"A..Are YOU okay?" He manages to choke out, before you can say anything.

You huff a laugh. Well, isn't THAT a turn of events? Guess he remembers you. Good to know you're making an impact, at least. And... maybe it's something about how he clearly so uncomfortable, yet braving through it to offer comfort. Maybe it's because he's the first person to ASK in... God, months? But you answer honestly.

No. No you're not.

You keep it vague, of course. Case file confidentiality and all that. But... the victims. Oh god, the victims. Quirkless kids. As though life wasn't shit for them ENOUGH. It makes you want to BREAK things. People.

He listens as you rage. Curse and weep. Mourn.

The list of names Onryō IS going to answer for. Even if you have to hunt him down alone. Drag him back by yourself. Because it's not ABOUT the fucking hair care commercials! It's about saving lives. And what's the damn POINT of it all, if it's not all in service of that?

...Honestly? Green guy is a good listener. Seems to hang off your every word. Really engaged. It's nice, after so long being dismissed and ignored at ever turn. So much so... that you do something you probably shouldn't. It's TECHNICALLY crossing a couple lines, professionally. And you WERE taught better.

But....

Well.......

Fuck it. You're kinda lonely, you know? Yeah, he's a fan. You "saved" him with some band-aids. But it's not like you REALLY saved him! That would be crossing a boundary, right? Right. This is... probably? Fine? Maybe you could get a friend out of it.

Hey. Green. Gimme your phone real quick.

You input your number. Send yourself his. There. Now you guys can chat. Don't go crazy okay? He promises. Looks super excited to have a friend. And... yeah. Yeah! You have a good feeling about this. Greenie's name is apparently "Izuku". And what you both need?

Is a friend.

[pjo-hoo-toa-freakazoid]

A lil rant about my experience with this god forsaken fandom

I made this blog around 2020 when I was 13 years old. This was my first shot at a dedicated fandom blog and I was pretty excited for it, to make friends, draw fanart, post fun stuff and what not.

All fun right? Right, so tell me why was it that literal 20 years olds felt the need to harass me, a then 13 year old girl with a relatively small blog, for the dumbest reasons possible?

What did I do that subjected me to 2 and a half years worth constant daily threats and harassment? Hmm???

You wanna know my crime? Apparently I showed interest in an antagonist character, which is so awful that grown adults felt the need to bully me. And following those adults came young impressionable people my age, that joined the bandwagon of hate against me.

As if other fandoms don’t have people literally dedicating themselves to a villain, no one bats an eye to that. Why did this fandom have such an issue? I also apparently dared to criticise the main character for a few of his flaws. Such a horrible thing to do right? I need to be burnt at the stake for it right?

I didn’t follow the “fixed” standards of the fandom so I was to be sent de*th/r*pe threats daily?? For not following the “rules” I was to be ostracised?

No please someone explain…I’m but a dumb bitch, I don’t understand what I did so terribly wrong to deserve this? Did I start a war? Did I rip open someone’s plush? Did I bully someone for not having the same ideology as me?

No it was but the fandom itself that for some reason found it so fun to bully a 13 year old, send her de*th and r*pe threats all because of not being of pjo fandom standards…let’s go and bombard her with hate!!

Do you realise how fucking stupid…this all sounds? Do you realise how low this is? Was bullying a child so fun? So trendy at the time?

Then came the victim blaming- I laugh everytime I remember people saying I must have done something really bad to get such harassment, that it’s all for attention. What kid wants to get hate everyday of their life for 2 whole fucking years? Tell me?

You know wanna know what I did wrong? Fight back, call the hate anons out for their bigotry. I was vocal about it, that’s what I did wrong right? Stand my ground? People said to ignore it and I did. But I still got bullied daily even if I didn’t respond. What was all this for?

I can imagine people asking why I didn’t simply leave the fandom? Why the fuck should I? I enjoy the stories, I enjoy the characters, they were my escape from real life struggles. It was the bullying I didn’t enjoy. Everyday I’d log on to enjoy posts and a few minutes later when the bigots found out I was active I was sent an anonymous threat.

Many of my oldest friends had to reduce the amount they interacted with me in fear of receiving harassment themselves. The extent of this is bigotry is beyond my understanding.

I did not deserve this much suffering AND ALL FOR WHAT? A STUPID LITTLE REASON THAT HAS BARELY ANY WEIGHT TO IT. Do people even realise the extent of what happened is beyond me. And Idc if I sound selfish, I want a fucking apology from all those bigots. I want compensation for the 2 and a half years of abuse I endured alone. I just want this bigotry to end, which surprise surprise! Still continues to happen.

Why do I bring this up now that it’s all over you ask? I’ve actually brought it up once before, but it was swept under the rug, (My deepest appreciation to the very few people who supported me when I first talked about it) I’m just finally being more vocal, because this has stuck with me. For all those 4 years this has stuck with me. It doesn’t mean if it’s over for now that all the trauma doesn’t linger. It still affects me to this day.

In fact I’m still being stalked by one of the people who sent me hate anons. One of the hate anons was revealed to be one of my bestest friends, they had admitted this to me and had the nerve to beg me to still remain friends. They were also the person who groomed me. They have left the fandom scene and I’ve rid of them from my life but they still continue to stalk me.

What do I get from ranting about all this? A bit of solace, a bit of weight off my shoulders. But nearly not enough for me to actually fucking heal. I also want people to realise how bigoted some are and how horrible the mentality of “fixed fandom standards/ideologies” is and that we as a fandom need to fucking change. Heck I know this issues in every fandom. But can we at least start with ours for a change for once?

Along side all of this there’s also a lot of racism and trans/homophobia that still actively prevails. Just look at what Leah went through when her casting was announced. Did she deserve all of that?? “Not my annabeth” do you realise how horrible that is to say to a CHILD? She is Annabeth whether you like it or not. And you are very welcome to leave if you wish to stick to your stupid racist nonsense.

I bet there are many others who have probably suffered the same may it not be for the same reasons, but everyone of them deserve their apologies and compensation as well.

Idc if I’ll get hate for this. I said what I said. I’m just so done.

[catbountry]

One of these days I'm gonna get completely zonked and write out an entire fucking essay on why Mister Metokur sucks and I don't like him, but I feel like I could just say "he kickstarted the internet dumpster fire that was GamerGate" and have justified my position completely.

So fucking tired of orbiting communities that talk about internet weirdos/drama and seeing creators kiss the fucking ring of some guy just because he's got a voice for radio and surrounds himself with people who are stupider than he is so he can toss them aside as soon as they inevitably do some stupid bullshit that he can make fun of and feel justified in doing so, like Sargon of Akkad and Ethan Ralph, all while lamenting that internet culture has changed since the 2000's and people on the internet like furries now more than they like otaku.

Oh yeah and he's using James Somerton's suicide note as an opportunity to expose Hbomberguy for shit he did nearly two decades ago and shame him for "troll's remorse." If I didn't highly suspect that this is another ploy by James to manipulate people into feeling sorry for him, I'd probably be more disgusted, but it proves this man just operates on pure spite. Like yeah, I get it, overly-performative troll's remorse is fucking cringe, but you're on a podcast with Null making jokes about "stinkditches" and saying unambiguously racist shit while laughing (in a video conveniently deleted from YouTube from September 17th, 2022). And if it weren't for Jim's army of asskissers, I'd probably be way more open about this sort of thing. But who's even reading my Tumblr at this point anyway?

The first time I remember being alarmed by him was that video he did on that creepy pedo who looked at photos of kids in bathtubs, and he was in a call with this guy and some girl said pedo was friends with, and Jim lost his patience and called her a "hole" and to shut up. People kiss Metokur's ass over this video. I don't even know if any action, criminal or otherwise, was taken against the dude and it was just an exercise in lording not being a pedophile over some deeply disturbed guy who probably had some kind of mental disability.

I am pretty much always going to have a fixation on strange internet people, internet drama, and horrifying nightmare people given unrestricted internet access. This is a character flaw of mine. I have tried to view these people more fairly in recent years, though to be honest, there's quite a few of them that are pretty goddamn hard to feel sorry for. But I also recognize a lot of my fascination was probably, at least partially, trollshielding; if I join in with the people making fun of these people, that means I won't be a target. It was a survival strategy learned from childhood and I'm not proud of it. But I also can't do the full troll's remorse because some of those people I talked shit about really were awful people. That doesn't make it okay when I would be snarky and judgemental towards people that didn't deserve it. Trying to stop a pedophile or helping shed light on a zoosadism ring doesn't make you a good person because even bigots hate pedos and people that torture animals. Congratulations on having the faintest resemblance of a conscience, it'd be nice if you could show that same outrage on behalf of black people and trans women. But we know you ain't doin' that.

Also I swear to god if somebody refers to him as "daddy Jim" and they're not taking the piss I'm gonna give them such a pinch.

P.S. James is very likely alive, btw. Who could have seen the serial liar and manipulator telling lies and emotionally manipulating people?

[reddiesworldsblog]

daily reminder day 172: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s playing in richie’s hair, who’s head is in his lap as eddie plays through the soft, dark ink curls. eddie has always loved richie’s hair, the way it flips out and runs in all different directions…eddie has always found it kinda beautiful.

daily reminder day 173: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s reading a book by the pool as he tans and sips on a strawberry lemonade. little does he know, richie just got home and he’s admiring his hot husband from the sliding glass door. richie really does  love his eddie, and he’s glad he’s home now so he can kiss and hold eddie exactly how he wants to.

daily reminder day 174: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s in the middle of making up his and richie’s bed, minding his business and humming to himself when all of the sudden richie comes up behind him and scares the absolute shit out of him. he yelps and it leads to eddie jumping on richie as he curses him out, and of course, that asshole, only laughs and let’s eddie smack him a little before tackling him onto their half-made bed. richie kisses eddie, and suddenly eddie forgets about it for a good 10 minutes in the time they’re kissing between breathless giggles.

daily reminder day 175: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s relaxing and enjoying a well deserved no work/stress free day. he hopes you’re all able to do the same :)

daily reminder day 176: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s tending to his garden

daily reminder day 177: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s resisting the urge to go all Attack Dog on this mf who keeps looking at him and his richie all weird. it’s 2023, numbnuts, if you have a problem with him and his husband only holding hands then daily reminder day 177: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s resisting the urge to go all Attack Dog on this mf who keeps looking at him and his richie all weird. it’s 2023, numbnuts, if you have a problem with him and his husband only holding hands then most precious thing he’s ever laid eyes on and it makes eddie’s heart flutter in the best way. eddie decides then that that bigoted asshole doesn’t matter, because no one has every looked at eddie this way and has been doing it since they were kids. richie is way more important, he loves richie, and richie loves him too, and so eddie kisses his husband because he can and wants to.

daily reminder day 178: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he wishes he lived in antarctica or the north pole or somewhere that’s really fucking cold because cali is too gd hot and he’s about to lose it. if he doesn’t cool down quick he’ll make it everyone’s problem.

daily reminder day 179: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he, richie, and the rest of the losers are at a beach house for a losers yearly reunion. it’s kinda like old times back when they were teenagers — playing games, smoking weed, and re-telling old stories that they didn’t even know they remembered. it’s nice to meet up, a time to not worry about other people and their jobs and shit. it’s night time now and it’s just eddie out by the pool in a lawn chair thinking when richie meets him out there, picking eddie up so he can sit in the chair and have eddie sit in his lap. they just smile at each other, words not even needing to be said, before kissing and beginning their ramble about any and everything, admiring each other and sharing more kisses in between.

daily reminder day 180: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s picking the strawberries he had grown in his garden and he’s so excited to just DEVOUR them.

daily reminder day 181: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he’s looking at some old polaroids he found of him and the losers from back when they were teenagers and also their 20’s. eddie smiles at how young and carefree they all looked — especially the ones of him and richie that the others took of them. there’s some of he and richie at the quarry, when they were asleep and cuddling in the clubhouse hammock, even their prom photo. and then eddie’s favorite, when richie had hold of the camera and had it turned towards the two of them. richie is kissing his cheek with a shit eating grin while he’s trying to push richie away, but despite what his hand is doing, eddie’s face is a mix of feign disgust and laughter. it’s so them, and it’s like not much has changed between them, but their bond and love got stronger in a way that eddie didn’t think was possible. eddie decides then that he’s gonna frame the polaroid, the memory of it warming his heart with affection as he does so.

daily reminder day 182: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and right now he and richie are getting matching tattoos. he knows what you’re all thinking, getting matching tattoos with your partner is stupid and even he thinks so. but here’s the thing, he and richie have been together since high school, and even with that have they ever really been /just/ friends? like they’ve been holding hands since they were 5, they got fake married at 7, have been sharing a bed since they were 13. they’ve been through hell and back and have loved each other since before they even knew what love was. they’re in their 40’s now, and have only broken up once in their 20’s for like 2 days because they couldn’t stand being away from each other. so, yeah, this is the only exception to getting matching tattoos. richie is the love of his life and vice versa and they both know that no matter what they’re it for each other. and once they’re done getting their tattoos, they smile and kiss each other, chaste but full of love.

daily reminder day 183: eddie k-tozier is alive and well and he just got the WORST case of brain freeze from drinking his slurpee way too fast. it’s hot as a motherfucker outside right now and when richie handed him his extra large slurpee he didn’t waste any time to start drinking it. well, obviously since- yeah anyway it’s hot out so please stay hydrated and wear sunscreen and find some shade and go to the pool and whatever else and also eddie hopes you get the ice cold drink that you’ve been craving today.

[autisticbooknerd01]

Representation

When we were younger, my brother and I would play a game where we would assign characters in shows we watched to our family members. He always got the "normal" and/or funny ones, from Jim Halpert (The Office) to Leonard Hofstadter (The Big Bang Theory) to Troy Barnes (Community). I was always the "weird" one, the butt of the joke. I was Dwight Schrute (The Office), Sheldon Cooper (The Big Bang Theory), or Abed Nadir (Community). I'm still rather proud to be Abed.

I think this is evidence that we were always somewhat aware of my autistic traits, although we didn't know they had a name. I was the consistently the weird one. I was consistently the autistic-coded one.

I want to talk specifically about Sheldon Cooper, and how his character affects me to this day.

To start: he is definitely autistic coded (not well, but still). The creators of the show claim he is not autistic, but I wonder whether that's related to how, if he was, the punchline of nearly every joke is, "Haha, look at how autistic he is." When it's not that, his so-called friends (most of whom are creeps as well, but they're comparatively "normal," so they aren't punished for it) are infantilizing him in the grossest way possible.

I watched The Big Bang Theory for the first time ten years ago, when I was a little too young for it, and I laughed at the jokes because the laugh track indicated that I was supposed to, and I think I was uncomfortable but I didn't watch it again for YEARS so my brain stored it into my memory as funny.

I rewatched the show after I was diagnosed. Or, I rewatched what I could handle, because this show made me really sad and angry on his behalf. One line Sheldon says is, "I'm not crazy, my mother had me tested," and what the fuck, writers???

There's one episode that stands out to me, though I can't remember the name at all. Penny and Leonard are fighting, and Sheldon, who gets anxious when people fight, ends up running away to the comic book store, his safe place where he can regulate, to soothe himself. Penny and Leonard, as usual, act like he's being unreasonable, though they are marginally better in this episode. I, watching this, wanted to scream at them, "Can't you see he's distressed?"

So many of these characters, Sheldon included, are distressed and overwhelmed in a world that so clearly demonizes the way our minds work. That's something I desperately relate to. I understand how, when his character is being a bigoted piece of shit, his friends need to call him out and explain what's going on, but my god, could they please acknowledge that this world is very distressing for Sheldon and try to take his needs seriously? Can't they try to find some middle ground?

I just...it makes me so, so mad.

Sheldon was not a good person. Like everyone, autistic people have the capacity to be good and bad. But I'm tired of people like me being depicted as two dimensional bigots with no personality and no acknowledgement of what we go through to get to the starting line each day. Sheldon, like all autistic characters, deserves so much better.

We all do.

(I will die for Quinni Gallagher-Jones and Abed Nadir, though. Genuinely.)

[khaleesiofalicante]

Okay little scenarios that popped in my head after reading about IALS again- I'm obsessed sue me:

Some stupid boys from school teasing about something Rafael said as a politician (probably heard it from bigoted parents or something) and Cami going: My appa is the only man not spewing nonsense. I know because my amma told me and appa says that amma is always right. Completely ridiculous but I can totally see this happening.

Jaden picking Arthur from school after Max had given him the handband and finding him having an argument with some stupid boys who teased him about it because Arthur kept insisting that it was made of magic. And hearing Artur go: It's not stupid! My daddy gave it to me and it's magic because daddy is made of magic! My papa thinks so too! (Based on this David/Arthur IALS interaction: “Papa.”“Yes?”“I think daddy is made of magic.”“I think so too.”) Also known as David being a simp even when they're divorced

This interaction between Jackson and David has definitely happened and no one can change my mind-especially in IALS:

Jackson: talking about something

David: gushing about Max

Jackson: *frustrated* Fuck Max, David!

David: I want to but I can't, that's the problem Jackson! (Alternate for rwrb au: I'm trying but he doesn't want to!)

Just thinking about them makes me laugh😂

Hope they make you laugh too🌼

PS:

This is so Lance's aesthetic think, I'm kinda obsessed with him as you may have noticed

This reminds me of Blackbane👀

*coughs* David!

Cami defending her parents 24/7 is the content I deserve.

Man, every time I remember Jaden and Arthur, I get simultaneously sad and angry. I wish we had Arthur pov in IALS to explore it, but damn.

You're gonna love all the Jackson and David content in the rwrb au. JACKSON IS SO DONE IN THAT ONE.

Also, that Blackbane tiktok 👀

[hoperays-song]

For your human au, Tell us more about Jia and how she’s described to Barry and Stan by Marcus

JIA ASK!!!!!!! ALL MY DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE!!!!!! I AM SO HAPPY!!!!!!! THANK YOU ANON THANK YOU, YOU ARE MY FAVOURITE PERSON!!!! - <3 Gooseless

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Jia was and shall always be perfection. And that's probably the most Marcus would describe her as, especially at first. Johnny legit thought his mum's name was Love for a bit growing up because that's what his dad called her constantly. However, as he got more comfortable with them, he probably started telling them more about her and it would be summed up kinda like this.

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Marcus's Description:

"Jia was amazing. The love of my life. I don't know how I lived before meeting her. She was just... my entire world. Johnny's my universe. She's my world. Fearless, almost to a fault, and even more stubborn than I am. She loved music and animals and would always be soft around the latter and kids. She loved them. I think she wanted more but having Johnny was hard enough. She was kind though, and the smartest woman I ever met. Probably the smartest person too. Like scarily so. Ji was also the biggest spit-fire of the century as well. The first time I met her, she broke my bio brother's nose for being an asshole. He deserved it. Generosity was a big thing for her too, giving back and all that. She was good, kind, loving, very devoted to things she cared about. And she was also strong, determined, ambitious, stubborn, and a bit hot-headed. She could be scary, when things went sideways and always fought for what she believed in, no matter who stood against her. But she was also the kindest soul I think I have ever met, besides our child of course. But then again, he takes after her. I loved Jia, very much, with every breath I take. I still love her even now. She was perfect."

And as a treat... Johnny's Description:

"I don't remember that much of mum. She died when I was six. So a lot of memories I have of her are cloudy but I do know I love her. A lot. And she loved me more than anything too. She was patient, teaching me to play the piano before I could even walk and never yelling even when I was being crazy as a baby. She was kind. I remember her telling me how to treat others and all about manners, showing me to bring stuff with me incase others needed it like a snack or water or a bandaid. Small things like that. In my memory, she's sort of angelic. I remember she would sing a lot. Or at least hum. And the whole flat would be full of music. Constantly. She would do funny voices when telling me stories too and when she was teasing dad with me. Mum was funny. We laughed a lot. Dad says I'm a lot like her now, so I guess there's that too. She was a good mum, the best one, and I miss her a lot."

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When asked, both Taylor boys will talk at length about Jia and what she was like. Stan and Barry know her from these stories and memories, both the sweet and gentle ones of Johnny's youth and couple-y moments with Marcus, and the much more terrifying moments of spit-fire Jia whenever someone was being a bigot or an ass. They both are a bit scared of her because of this, because they've heard what it's like to get on her bad side but also really admire her. She was a wonderful human being who loved helping others and made that a priority in her life.

[wearespecialuniqueandimportant]

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Okay Mariakin. Check Out This Fascist. *Kicks His Pathetic Male Feet!!!! He Falls In Pain!!!!* Hahaha 🤭!!!! Kill The Boy... The Revolution Is Happening... *You Mariakin Pull The Body Away... While We Mariabunch Laze Out...* I Was Just Looking At My Stunning Face. Now Mariakin. That Is Time To Continue Our Progressive Revolution!!!! *I WALK LIKE A BOSSQUEEN AS WE'RE FACED AGAINST MORE FASCIST.* Look At That. More Boys. A Girl. And A Pathetic Nonbinary... Oo... You Just Wish The Amazing Mariabunch Queen Of Us Mariakin Paid Attention To You And Loved You Ooh... You're So Jealous Because You Know The Affini Are Number 2... *YOU MARIAKIN WHIP OUT WEAPONS AND SHOOT THEM AT MY COMMAND!!!! THEIR WEAPONS ARE INFERIOR AND MALES BEGIN TO DROP DEAD!!!! THEY EXPLODE... LEAVING THE ENEMY AT MY MERCY... I WALK TORWARDS THEM SLOWLY MY AMAZING HEELS MAKING SO MUCH DOMINANT NOISE. I AM IN CONTROL. I AM INCREDIBLE LOVABLE ASWELL AS FASCINATING. A WOMAN SUPERIOR TO ANY OTHER...* *I SMILE TORWARDS THE SCARED GIRL INTIMIDATED BY MY AMAZING APPEARANCE... I TRY TO HELP HER BUT THE UNGRATEFULL BRAT COULDN'T GIVE ME LESS ATTENTION AND LOVE!!!! PUSHING ME AWAY WITH HER SLAP I JUST FEEL HORRIBLE... AND I SMILE AS THE TRAIN DRIVES AND GOES OVER HER... SMASHING HER INTO POOLS OF BLÖÖD... LEAVING US ONLY WITH THE NONBINARY... I TOWER OVER THEM. THEY'RE JUST A SCARED LITTLE CHILD. LOCKED INTO THE SAME SPACE WITH ME... I STARE AT THEM SMILING... WHILE THEY WHIMPER LIKE AN ANIMAL...* I THOUGHT WE WERE OVER THIS... YOU'RE A FASCIST COP... AND I AM BETTER THAN YOU. OH INFERIOR... IF YOU WANT MY ATTENTION YOU COULD BE NICER TO ME... I HAVE BEEN ASSAULTED BY THE HORRIBLE YOU!!!! I AM YOUR VICTIM... *THE THING CRIES IN FRONT OF ME LIKE A PATHETIC LITTLE DOG... I AIM WITH MY GUN AND TAKE THE SHOT... THAT FASCIST ABUSER IS NO MORE...* COME MARIAKIN... THE REVOLUTION MUST CONTINUE. THE REVOLUTION IS CLOSURE TO EVERYTHING YOU HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED. THE FINAL ARC TO AN ANIME IN REAL LIFE.

[silent-partner-412]

i remember people being like “wow r/pikmin is losing their minds from no content it’s crazy over there” and like i haven’t checked in regularly there until pikmin 4 but god their sense of humor fucking SUCKS

it’s truly peak reddit culture humor and it’s terrible, almost every post there is the same three unfunny jokes about homophobic moss or fucking fiddlebert or whatever. it all just feels like i’m supposed to be laughing at these characters cuz “haha they’re bigoted” because there’s literally nothing deeper than that. and if you don’t find that type of humor funny good fucking luck enjoying the content there cuz it’s basically a ratio of like 1:100 in terms of actual good interesting posts about these games compared to truly bottom of the barrel memes.

between this and a LOT of rose tinted glasses when talking about pikmin 1 and 2 (they’re both undoubtedly great games but good lord there’s so much awful “back in my day” shit used to discredit 3 and 4 which are both equally great if not better) i’m truly losing patience with online pikmin content. this franchise deserves so much better than this, it’s literally one of the highest quality series of games out there but you’d never know it cuz of how terrible so much content about them is.

[make-me-imagine]

Hi!! Congratulations on your follower milestone, you're amazing and you deserve every single one of them! Can I please request ships for M*A*S*H and The Magnificent Seven 2016 (no gender preference)?

I am a female (she/her pronouns), an INFP, a Ravenpuff, and a panromantic asexual woman. I'm incredibly loyal to my friends and family, and I try to be kind to every one I meet, at least unless they prove they don't deserve it. I'm also generally pretty friendly and talkative, but I'm also amazingly socially awkward and there are times when I just prefer to stay in my room and not talk to anybody. My love language is definitely touch, and I will give a hug to basically anyone who asks for one. I'm also autistic with a photographic memory, which most people assume means I'm super smart, but really most of the stuff I remember is just random lines from a book I read three years ago (😂).

I really love reading and writing, and just books in general (my ultimate career goal is to be a librarian), as well as baking, watching movies, and listening to music (mainly country or musical theatre songs). Because of my autism, I can't stand loud noises or mushy textures, and I hate know-it-alls or bigots of any kind. I also hate being touched without warning, as I'm sensitive to touch and it tends to overwhelm me.

I don't really actively seek out too much in a partner. All I really want is someone kind, reasonably intelligent, respectful, and someone who can hold a good conversation. And if they're willing and able to put up with my constant need for affection and rambling about my random special interests? That's just a bonus (😅).

Alright, that's all for that! Hope this was enough for you, and I look forward to my ships!! Congrats again, and I hope you're doing well!! 🖤🖤🖤

For Others: Ships are now CLOSED

Thank you! <3

I hope you like them :)

MASH:

I ship you with BJ!

BJ is super, caring, loving and considerate and I think the two of you would form an amazing bond.

Runner Up: Radar O'Reilly

Headcanons:

You and BJ started out as friends and were always around each other. He understood you like no one else and made you laugh. No one was surprised when the two of you actually started dating, in fact there were bets as to how long it would take.

In this world, I don't imagine you being at the MASH unit, you are back home working as a librarian.

You and BJ send letters back and forth as often as you can. You send him gifts and food, and he sends you trinkets back. His letters are always long, and you keep every one of them safe.

When the war was over, BJ showed up your doorstep with flowers and a new mustache. Whether of not you liked the mustache didn't matter, all you cared about was that he was home safe.

You spent the next three days with each other, holding each other, telling stories, laughing, crying, and reminding each other how much you missed each other, etc.

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Mag7:

I ship you with Billy!

Billy is a great guy, and super loving in various ways. He can tell how you are feeling at pretty much all times, and seems to always know what you want and how to make you happy.

Runner Up: Red Harvest

'Moment of Realization'

Billy knew he cared for you, he knew he appreciated you, he knew all of this. But he did not realize he loved you, until the moment he thought he lost you.

As the dust settled, and the fires were extinguished. Billy's eyes cast over the torn up town. The remnants of the men they had fought fled, it was over.

But Billy didn't care. He just needed to find you, to see if you were okay. Every face Billy's eyes landed on wasn't yours. The more time passed and he did not see you, the faster his heart beat.

His chest grew tight as anxiety coursed through him. As his eys met Goodies he spoke in a low tone, Goodie could tell he was scared.

"Where is Y/n?"

Goodie frowned as he shook his head and shrugged. He didn't know, no one knew.

Billy paced down the street of the town, his eyes falling on every person and body he saw. Panic began to set it.

"Billy!" A voice called out from nearby.

Billy's neck snapped towards the direction of the noise. Seeing you stepping out of the bank, disheveled, but alive, Billy felt a heavy weight lift off his chest.

He had never felt so relieved than to see you were okay. And he never felt so much love for someone, as when he set his eyes on you again.

As you approached you, you reached out your arms, and he gratefully pulled you into a hug. He gripped you tight and let out a shuttered sigh.

"I thought I lost you." He whispered out.

He had never felt so afraid as when he feared he lost you, before he ever had the chance to love you.

You let out a soft sigh "No, I'm alright. And so are you. It's okay., it's over."

Billy buried his face in your neck as he continued to embrace you. Yes, it was over. But it was also the beginning of something else entirely.

[mariposakitten]

Before anything else, I want to tell you about Cory. Because, for me, it's a story about Cory.

I didn't know him well. I wish I had. He was a kid - maybe 20 years old? Maybe as old as 22, as young as 18.

He worked two jobs: one at the CVS that was walking distance from my house, one at the Publix a few blocks away. So I saw him, on average, at least once a week.

He was kind. Soft-spoken. He had buzzed hair and a smile that could light up a room, and he never acted like you were an inconvenience. He was kind to my daughter, smiled at her, made her laugh, for over three years of her life.

He didn't live to see her fourth birthday.

When the pictures of the victims were published in the Orlando Sentinel, I was relieved - selfishly, guiltily - that I didn't recognize any of them. That by luck or fate, none of my friends had been there that night. I didn't recognize the boy who'd made me smile at least once a week. They'd used an old picture; he didn't look like that anymore. I didn't know until the next time I went to the CVS and saw the memorial.

I can't speak about him the way his friends or his family could. I didn't know him, not really. What I know is this: he was young, and he was kind, and he tried to put good into the world in small ways every day. What I know is this: we are poorer for his loss. We will never know what he could have been.

If you drive through downtown Orlando, there is still a memorial at Pulse. If you take 17-92 down to Colonial, you will see pride flags in front of all of the buildings and hanging from city lampposts, Orlando's "fuck you" to those who hate us. If you go to the Orlando Science Center, the walkway from the parking garage to the building is decorated with rainbow glass hearts, 49 in each color, to remember the 49 people lost. The City Beautiful remembers; the City Beautiful is angry, and doesn't care who knows it.

And if you go to the CVS on the corner of Edgewater and Maury, if you go to the back, in the pharmacy, there's still a posterboard memorial to Cory.

He is remembered. Not just by the people who knew him best, but even by those whose lives he just barely touched.

He was killed too young, and he didn't deserve it. He did nothing to incite the kind of hate that ended his life. None of them did. They will all be remembered.

I don't have any comforting words to share to the people of Colorado Springs in the wake of the Club Q shooting. The pain doesn't fucking fade; I wish I could say it did. It doesn't get better with time; it's not fucking fair, and it won't be any less unfair in a year or 10 years or 50. But I will say this: remember them. Keep them in your hearts. Let your pain and grief and fear become anger; let your anger become strength; let your strength build community. Come together and spit in the face of the bigots and cowards who want you dead. We've got a long fucking fight ahead of us; keep their faces in your mind to remind you why you fight.

I love you all.

[gryficowa]

I remember how many times people on the Internet tried to suppress my leftism, calling me stupid and clingy, now we see who it really is! They believe in Israel's propaganda, or they say Israel and Palestine are equally guilty (What stinks so bad)

And they still laugh at me because I'm stupid and clumsy, because I talk about Palestine!

But I know that what I'm doing is right, they won't drown me out when I'm fighting for something!

I'm a leftist and I'm proud of it, because they won't break me anymore! I don't care what people think about me and how I fight, because this is the only right way!

Palestine, Congo, Sudan, Armenia and Ukraine need us!

I don't care if my name appears in history or not, because there are people who deserve it more, but I want to be behind them because I know they deserve a lot!

For years, leftists were pushed around because we were not sadists, they laughed at us for being detached and stupid, when they divided the world and pitted us against each other, it was because of them that the tragedy occurred, and they still lie to our face that it was us leftists who caused the holocaust, when they caused genocide by being bigots!

By the way, these "Left-wing" cartoons are usually created by liberals and conservatives (Yes, it refers to "Velma"), off topic, but I had to mention it

[ruskeptical]

I noticed the post you're mentioning being reblogged on my timeline and they DOXXED his last name.

Make him aware if you can. I don't know if he knows and he deserves to if he wants to report it.

I don't know if he LEGALLY uses that, but in the tags I saw a name that looked like a last name.

Unless they have someone in their BASEMENT, you shouldn't ever release that kind of information about someone. I felt physically sick seeing that present anywhere.

These people are sick and disgusting.

I hope Kirby is ok. I fucking mean that. Back when he broke up with his ex FNGR I rooted for his downfall.

Now I see this and I wonder how far they've strayed from their intentions, and if it ever was rightly placed to begin with.

I don't know what's worse. Using his last name or using the name that he used as a brony. Because if memory serves, he claimed FNGR was abusive to him.

And if that's true?

I don't want to believe it, but that's a second level of horrifying. I feel horrible even thinking about the harassment we gave back in those days.

We thought it would be funny to misgender and deadname (me and my friends.) We thought ourselves clever because we would make jokes at his expense about his insecurities with his body image. We made ourselves laugh like idiots saying HORRIBLE things about him behind closed doors.

We thought ourselves clever because we didn't think he was telling the truth.

Well, FNGR showed his true colors in 2020 and now I can't help but believe what he said.

And looking back at WHAT he said FNGR did, this is a rabbit hole.

An entire RABBIT HOLE.

Claims of sexual abuse online and irl, emotional abuse so severe I could even see him picking fights with him on live streams and tormenting him, at one point FNGR gave personal information about Kirby's in real life trauma with his family.

Just to be petty. He gave information that was so personal I couldn't believe my eyes.

He has an entire stream once dedicated to humiliating him. I thought it was rightly deserved at the time but now? Now I just feel it was for their enjoyment.

Kirby was abused by his ex. And his ex's group of bigoted friends. Looking back on it, I should have realized what was going on. But I was an idiot.

I'm rambling, but that's because a lot of information about the behavior of Saturn is coming to light.

I had no idea she sank so low as to endorse doxxing information and deadnaming.

The lack of proof on the post only further pissed me off. The claims they made didn't seem like Kirby. At all.

I remember he one time tracked down and personally confronted pedophiles for FNGR. Even as narrow minded as I was at the time, I saw the passion and the empathy.

FNGR would always silence him about it, but Kirby made it a point to say he's been a victim. That's why he cares.

Kirby isn't a pedophile or anything close to that. He's a victim. Even if he wasn't allowed to say what he went through with his grooming, I could tell it was severe from how angry he would get at the people who went after minors online.

I heard him crying once and it broke me.

Kirby seems like he's doing well, which is astounding to say the least.

His roleplay blog is nicely set up, his characters are cute.

His art has improved HOLY SHIT.

(Can't say much of the same for Saturn)

Even seeing her deadname him back in those days makes me cringe and repulsed.

I would reach out to him but I know if I do, SHE'LL know.

She somehow always knows that shit.

And I rather not deal with her lunatic screaming at me for giving her an ounce of criticism that goes unheard.

I hope you and Kirby are well. I mean that. I'm too ashamed of my past to come forward about who I am.

Maybe one day. But for now. Please please PLEASE take care.

This is incredibly heartwarming to read, and I'll make sure this makes it back to Kirby.

I will say though, if you want my opinion, you should get the fuck out of there too. You shouldn't, nor should anyone, have to live with a Sword of Damocles hanging over them like this. I can't promise these piranhas won't come after you too, but I can promise that you'll always find friendship and kindness. My DMs are open, and I'll stick my Discord at the end here too if you want to talk. And if you feel up to it eventually, I think you should tell Kirby all of this personally. It would mean a lot to him.

SKEPTICAL.#9670

[kitkatcadillac]

im just thinking since ive been seeing mentions about it on my dashboard lately, re: 9/11 jokes (/gen), some brief(sort of) thoughts

so listen. i get it, especially when things just bolt across the internet at mach 12, that things lose context the further they arc out of their circles. there IS a place and time for 9/11 jokes, but it isnt because 9/11 itself was funny.

like, my dude??? genuinely think about these things before you just pick up thinking theyre funny because you saw people laughing about them. that was a real, genuine tragedy. real, actual people died. i remember being sent home from kindergarten because i lived near baltimore at the time and there was this massive, genuine fear about doing whatever it took next to hit the pentagon next. re: people who did not deserve it really, truly died in horrible ways. life was a little different even for those of us who werent directly impacted by losing someone we know or getting hurt.

but you know what really, truly, deadass, ABSOLUTELY deserves to have the absolute piss taken out of it??? this weird red-blooded american culture around it.

listen. listen. its one thing to remember a tragedy, right? its okay to take a moment of silence, to think about what happened, what we have, things to be grateful for. maybe use the opportunity and mindfulness to go educate. but its undeniable theres some absolute fucking weirdos around this. you know them. people who want to force people to look at it and... idk. do something??? admit something???

theres some weird, weird people who take that tragedy, and they absolutely use it for traction to guilt people. to fuel some weird “us vs them” rhetoric, usually “america vs the rest of the world.” and maybe just at the lightest level, thats like... one thing. but you see how “us vs them” when applied to 9/11 can get really ugly, because thats definitely something that happened even when the tragedy happened in the first place. people got incredibly racist. a man was murdered for looking a certain way and wearing a turban the day-of, if i remember.

so these weirdos, you know... a lot of them, they take that time to boost a racist, islamophobic rhetoric. THOSE fuckers are the ones you wanna fucking dunk the SHIT out of with their 9/11 circle wanks. THOSE people you want to take the absolute piss out of. THOSE are the target of the vast majority of the whacked-out 9/11 jokes, where that started out.

9/11 was a very real, very devastating event. and nothing fuels shithead racists and bigots like a tragedy that has a superficially easy target to point fingers at. i cant tell you that fighting that clean is productive, just if youre making an ass of someone, at least know what youre doing and why youre doing it, you know? get their asses, but get their asses with the knowledge.

[i-did-not-mean-to]

I am crying. This last paragraph sums it up perfectly.

I am a hateful bitch. Envious. Jealous too. Small-minded and bigoted. I get envious of others' success and dismissive of others' misery.

And then I stop. I breathe. I remember that this is not who I choose to be. Not ever again.

I think of the things and people that make me laugh. I recall the hands that hid my worst injuries and balmed them. I conjure up ghosts of love I've received.

And I force myself to be kind. Some days, it takes everything I have not to say "well, boohoo nobody cares about either one of us..."

But I'd be wrong saying this because I'm petty and tired and hurt. I care. At the end of the day, I care a whole damn lot.

Being nice to people is hard sometimes (and sometimes it's really easy, tbh)...but it's always worth it. Always. No exceptions.

Being kind is the greatest ambition and challenge of my life besides staying alive.

And I'll persevere because y'all deserve nothing less from me. You're wonderful and I love you.

I love you. I love you. I love you (more than I hate myself)

Hey.

I'm serious when I say I think the sentiment that kindness requires "zero effort" is harmful.

The idea that kind is a thing you can be innately, without having to think or feel anything about it, leaves a gap in the fence where the other idea "if I have unkind thoughts or feelings, I am by nature a bad, unkind person" can slip through.

Listen. That's bullshit.

Being kind to other people means paying attention to the effect your words and actions have on others, caring about it, and trying to make those effects better. That's work.

If you have a nasty thought about another person that annoys you and you contain the impulse, hold your tongue, and let it go? That was effort.

If you took time out to really think about something you wanted to say and make sure it would have its intended result without causing accidental harm that you wouldn't have noticed if you went totally off the cuff? Wow, that took some work!

If you were tired and angry and full of hatred but you still did the dishes so your housemate has something to eat their breakfast off of in the morning, that wasn't easy.

I don't think there are magical "kind" people who never have a mean thought and are always selfless and pure. That would be exhausting and impossible.

I'm not a "nice person," I'm a nasty, bitter, angry, sad person who tries to have good leash manners, control my worst impulses, and not jump on strangers because they don't deserve that shit from me.

I don't always succeed, but I'm trying. I'm trying and it's worth it.

[wolf-queer-discourse]

Adventures in Aphobia #2

It is absolutely tragic that I’m already adding to Adventures in Aphobia, but here we are again! Let’s get a look at the phenomenal post I will be addressing.

Hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I did. You know, the biggest joke of this whole post is the poster thinking ace people feel comfortable on Tumblr. I promise you they do not XD.

It’s funny how when queer sub-groups complain about bigotry faced from the broader community (this happens a LOT with bi and ace people, but I’ve seen it happen to trans people too), the bigoted queer people immediately call YOU the bigot because they’re actually more oppressed than you, which means they get to say whatever they want. I’m not going to even entertain the oppression olympics on this one.

The answer as to who’s more oppressed always boils down to: it depends, in what way, and why does this matter?

There are a TON of transphobic gay people who throw their hands up when they get called out for their behavior and decry, “But I’m gay! You’re not oppressed for thinking you’re a boy!!”

And honestly, some aphobes do want ace people dead, and not all homophobes want gay people dead. Why are ace people one of the only groups in the queer community who has to personally confess to almost being murdered, disowned, r*ped and stabbed all in the same day to have any of their struggles taken seriously?? Do you make gay people do this too, or do you ever just believe them? 

It’s incredible that some people’s entire queer identity is rooted in the fact they’ve been murdered or disowned before, as if the second you’re not being beaten in the streets, do you really face any struggles? There are gay people who haven’t been disowned or killed (obviously). They’re still gay, and they can still talk about homophobia without being mocked for it.

Bonus points for this poster, in what must be purposeful assholery, not even using a standard, accepted definition of what it means to be asexual. “Oppressed for not having sex”. Yes, because “not having sex” is the definition of asexuality. I mean, God, at least be original and come up with a banger instead of this lazy insult.

And if you needed any more proof this poster hates asexual people take a look at their do not follow list!

Imagine...literally being offended by someone believing ace people are oppressed. If you had room for this shit in your bio, you certainly had room for “spineless bigot” somewhere. Alas…

And uh, thinking minors can be ace is also a DNF-worthy offense?? Oh boy. I hate even having to explain this, but...sexual attraction does not ship to your doorstep on your 18th birthday. I know, I’m bummed too, but that’s just how it is. For real though, there’s no argument to saying minors can’t be ace. Trick question, but not really: can minors experience sexual attraction? Obviously yes. Have you met a teenager? It’s insane that aphobes will argue asexual people are sexualizing children by allowing them the right to define their own feelings. And they always use straw men like that there are seven-year-olds identifying as asexual. Bitch, where? Even if you could search the planet and find me one, you wouldn’t be making a point. 

“BUT WHAT IF THEY EXPERIENCE SEXUAL ATTRACTION LATER?”

Gasp, a person changing their label later in life? The horror! How ever will they cancel their subscription? Aphobes, people change labels all the time. None of y’all seem this pressed when a lesbian later identifies as bisexual. I promise it’s okay.

There is literally nothing predatory about acknowledging minors can feel sexual attraction. Not only is it a fact provable but a five-second stint at any high school, but if you really think that’s creepy...that says more about you than anyone else. Just because minors experience sexual attraction doesn’t mean creepy-ass adults can take advantage of them.

Also...love that this poster said “LGBT aces are fine obv”. Is it obvious?? God, I love how aphobes will literally foam at the mouth about how asexual people are a bunch of attention-seeking, pedophiles who are trying to recruit children then immediately tag on a quick “but of course I support LGBT aces!!”. Are these people really so fucking thick they think their words don’t apply to bi, gay and trans aces?? I have yet to meet a single gay, bi or trans ace who feels positively about ace exclusionists. Your rhetoric inherently harms all ace people because it doesn’t give gay, bi and trans aces room to talk about their aphobic experiences. You don’t get to only support one part of their queer identity and expect a pat on the back. You’re a fucking aphobe, and you can’t cozy that up with your empty words of support for only the “good” aces.