#respect my fucking boundaries

[stardust-sunset]

yall i don’t know how many times i need to say this but i don’t want to get political on my blog. stop asking me about my opinions on wars. any political asks will be deleted and blocked. i’m not putting up with that. i don’t know how many more times i need to say it but i don’t want to involve politics on my blog. respect that.

just because i post about why antisemitism and tokenism in fanon is bad doesn’t mean i want to talk politics. and stop assuming my viewings on politics because i talk about antisemitic stereotypes portrayed in fanon and why they’re bad. i’ve never posted anything political on my blog other than an awareness post about sudan’s wifi being cut. i’ve never posted anything about the war. so stop asking shit like ‘WhY dO yOu SuPpOrT aNd FoLlOw PrO (insert political viewing) bLoGs If YoUrE pRo (insert opposing political issue)”

i’ve never talked about the war, nor politics. so stop asking and assuming. you’re making an ass out of yourself.

[hybrix-hidings]

Honestly everyone give it up for repulsed aces/aros. Yall get so much shit for having boundaries and its frustrating to watch. You're all getting sent complimentary gift baskets

[words-are-trivial]

don’t make me tap the “proship/comship DNI” sign for the love of god

[manglam-marfach]

I have a CRYSTAL CLEAR vision of postcanon chillaios political marriage fic where dozens of suitors are vying for Laios's slightly sticky hand & he is. oblivious. Which almost causes a major diplomatic incident. Someone (Kabru) tries to delicately explain that he should probably take a spouse already and Laios is like. Oh cool. Chilchuck? Wanna get married? And Chilchuck who had resigned to let the weird Thing he had for his old coworker die quietly has to fucking deal with THIS now.

[lov3bunny]

big scary dykes near me who don’t stop when i cry and tell them it hurts and beg them to pull out. hairy dykes near me who laugh and force themselves in me and only get harder when i ask them to stop. mean lesbians near me who make me tell them to stop and tell them they’re hurting me so they can breed my womb while i cry and try to push them off!!!

[sexygaywizard]

Another reason I get so pissy about people being like "well actually wizards are x y and z" on my shit is because you don't see me fucking going on to other people's posts and telling them their shit is wrong or that they need to follow my rules for shit. Because I respect that people can have their own interpretations of shit and express that within their own space. But people give me these dumbass lectures on my posts all the damn time! Make your own fucking post I don't want to see it

[hella1975]

it's been pointed out on here before that a lot of terf arguments are actually rooted in sexist idealology that feminists fought and died to unnormalise decades ago and that's its own kettle of fish but one thing i also find very frustrating about this so called 'radical' feminism is that it's so... defeatist? like the moment you categorically label an entire section of society as Bad and Inherently Evil then there's also the implication that nothing can be done about it, and it completely takes all accountability away. saying all men are evil is just another way of saying boys will be boys. he raped her because he's a man. he hit her because he's a man. he didn't listen because he's a man - it's almost offensively oversimplified. there's no point trying to fix this issue in society because men are just Like That, okay! so now what? it's not like they're going anywhere, so you just accept that 50% of the population are evil and will forever treat you terribly and there's nothing to be done about it bc they're biologically predisposed to it? like is that fr the argument here? you're soooo radical for that

[static-scribblez]

if i had a nickel for every time people attempted to cancel or deplatform will wood over stuff blown out of proportion just before a big ww event i would have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice

[utilitycaster]

There's this weird phenomenon where the people who are really, really invested in Campaign 3 being The Best try to argue that it's the most closely bonded party. when in fact the absolute strongest material with Bells Hells thus far is them realizing with a shock that they've spent almost three months alternating between "my way or the highway" and smoothing things over to the point that they almost shatter along with Ashton and realize that they absolutely cannot go on a time-sensitive, mission-critical journey to save the world without stopping to take a team-bonding vacation.

And to be clear, this rips, but it feels as though while Campaign 1 and Campaign 2 fans might disagree on their favorite campaigns, they do like their campaigns for what they actually are and simply have different preferences with regards to what kind of story they like. This particular flavor of Campaign 3 fans, and there's a decent number of them, only care about winning on the most kindergarten-ass "all you need is love 🥺" axis (also, shades of the bean-counting/points approach to media analysis) but as a result they put forward an idea of the campaign that's simply not the reality and it's like, do you like Campaign 3? Or do you like the fanfiction version of it you wrote in your head based on the first 10 episodes and into which you have slowly dissolved your brain? There's plenty of valid reasons to enjoy or even prefer the campaign, but it's easily the most dysfunctional party and that's fine!

[allamericansbitch]

its genuinely so crazy how far up taylor’s ass some of you are. even a colonoscopy can’t get you out.

[endopropaganda]

Yall we are getting the craziest asks for our lesboys dni it's not that hard to respect boundaries. I really don't understand how these people can't just ignore it and move on

One of the biggest reasons we have it on our DNI is because our system is Autistic and conflicting labels isn't something we are able to process DUE TO SAID AUTISM!! Plus there are alternative labels that eliminate the need for 'lesboy' labels ie:Gynesexual/Romantic

I'm not gonna tell you what labels you should or shouldn't use. We just don't personally want you interacting?? You can literally just respect that and move the fuck on!!

And the audacity for some of the people to call us Lesbophobic for this is insane because the system member who suggested that dni IS (Technically) A LESBIAN HERSELF.

(The lesbian in question [dont repost this, its our psys art @succulant-system dont send them fucking hate they dont have the same DNI criteria as us)

Your not going to change our DNI with your hate posts. Your not going to change our opinion. Your not going to change our life experiences with conflicting labels that caused the DNI. You don't know if the DNI is from trauma or not. Accept that sometimes, your going to find people who are uncomfortable with something about you and it will drive them away. It happens to everyone. Deal with it.

I know everything I've said is harsh. And well, I don't really care. I'm non empathetic and I'm really not going to give a shit what you think or say, I'm just going to remove it and block you. Respect this blog's fucking boundaries or I personally won't respect yours, thanks!

-Mocha (Jes)

[prettyiwa]

Every so often I see anons in mutuals’ inboxes not understanding the deal against empty blogs even if there’s an age, or about blogs that don’t reblog and it just reminds me of how quickly we forget and how quickly we cycle through toxic phases in this community. It's partially because it’s ever-growing with people from Reddit and Twitter and Wattpad writers and everyone else not listed.

It comes and goes in fucking waves so it’s easy to miss if you aren’t here for it, but every handful of months there’s some mass post going around where a writer has been informed of or found their writing (and others') stolen and reposted on another site (9 times out of 10 it’s Wattpad) with the poster taking credit. So often that account and plagiarizer is traced back to an empty blog that’s following all the blogs it stole from. Sometimes they’ll even leave a like that serves as a bookmark so they can come back and steal those words for fake internet points.

Like. For people who have been subjected to that kind of theft, there’s anxiety and distrust that remains. For people who watched it happen (especially time and again because it’s multiple times a year), there’s that voice in the back of their mind when they see someone with a blog that has a header of “Kayleigh (19) Just Reading!!” and nothing else.

And so either these anons who don’t understand why they can’t “lurk in peace” genuinely do not know about the cycle that happens here or they do not care for the people writing the stories and HCs and drabbles they passively enjoy.

Regardless, it only contributes to that growing feeling of being yet another source of quick and convenient consumption and not an actual person sharing their passion with people who might like it.

[marxism-transgenderism]

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[jadewritesficshere]

Eddie cooks and Steve doesn't is a rule in their house.

Eddie is an amazing cook. He sucks at baking because he always stops following the recipes, but cooking??? Eddie could be a chef with how delicious the food is. Eddie learned how to cook out of necessity, and quickly found he actually enjoyed it. Eddie just gets distracted and lazy, tending to go for the quicker options that are still tasty. Put everything in a crockpot and push a button? Sign him up! Throw everything in a stew and stir it? Hell yeah! if he imagines he's making potions for a group of travelers well who really needs to know.

Steve, on the other hand, can't cook. He burns every thing he has ever made. He never really learned how, as when he had to take home ec in school he spent most of his time talking to Tommy and Carol. His dad had told him cooking was "a woman's job"- Steve wishes he could go back to his younger self and punch him for ever listening to his dad's misogynistic bullshit (hell, he would even punch his dad). Steve stuck to sandwiches and cheap frozen dinners, but most nights he bought fast food. It was easy and he always had money for it. He always made up for it by being active in sports (and he wasn't a total fiend he knew enough about health, some days he ordered a salad and grilled chicken sandwich instead of a burger and fries. He always drank diet soda, claiming it was healthier).

Steve never realized Eddie could cook. Steve had lamented over how he's a terrible cook, to which Eddie replied "oh me too". So, Steve had decided to try and cook Eddie a meal for their date one night. Of course day of, he may have set the oven wrong. And he maybe didn't know to cut the potatoes for mashed potatoes and just stuck them whole in a pot with milk. Eddie had come over early and they were kissing when a beeping noise was heard. The smoke detector going off is what alerted them to something being amiss. Eddie had taken one look at the burnt chicken and the smoke rising from the oven and immediately decided Steve was never cooking again. His eye twitched as he had lifted the lid on the pot, seeing a whole ass potato sitting in milk that was sticking and burning to the bottom of the pot, and slowly lowered the lid. Steve had tried not to cry, unable to look Eddie in the eyes as they opened windows to let the smoke vent out. Eddie had kissed his forehead and went to the fridge to see what was available. Eddie ended up making cheesy scrambled eggs, pancakes, and ham. Steve was still upset, disappointed and mad at himself. He took one bite before freezing and then looking up at Eddie. "Does it not taste good?" Eddie had asked. "It tastes like...betrayal! You know I can't cook and don't even mention you're a fucking wizard in the kitchen?" Steve had mock glared at him. "Oh excuse me, well you shouldn't have betrayal," Eddie went to grab Steve's plate and narrowly missed the fork that Steve had tried to stab at his hand, "You can take this food from my cold dead body!" Eddie had went to say something but Steve hunched over it and said "My precious" before shoving food in his face like a gremlin. Eddie's heart had soared at the fact that Steve had made a reference to something he knew Eddie liked even though he never read the books. Steve's heart soared at the fact that they wouldn't have to live on fast food and thought thankgodsomeonecanactuallycookthisissogoodholyshit.

That was the date that cemented the rule that Eddie is the one who cooks.

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[alluralater]

stone femmes and butches like me because i'm goofy, i always have snacks, and i never expect or ask them to do things they aren't comfortable with <3

we respect boundaries in this house (my blog and my bed)