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inkskinned · 1 month ago

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okay is she being actually immature or is it just a woman over 30 expressing a human experience you find to be immature.

like yeah. at certain ages... let shit go. im not defending the real immature shit. im not defending the karen you're picturing. i worked in retail i hate those people too. (once somebody got mad at me because she didn't like how our winter window decor was a snowman smoking a pipe. i wish i was joking).

but men at 57 will write books about how 17 year old girls are soooo sexy. they will invent worlds where women have to be naked for "armor reasons." they will write songs that treat women as objects. people rush to defend them. meanwhile a woman at 35 will be like "heartbreak is hard, actually" or "i feel betrayed by a friend" or "i am struggling with something emotionally." immediately people will say stuff like this woman is 35 by the way. by the way this woman is SO OLD to be experiencing this. BY THE WAY.

im 31, almost 32. the other day a poet was blasted online because at her "big age", she had written a poem about feeling unloved. top comment was "this woman is 29 by the way." this woman is too old to still be useful, by the way. she has to behave better . maybe if she was a good wife and mother she could stop existing loudly, and the story could continue on without her. this woman has served her purpose, by the way. she's so cringe, by the way. at 29 - so old! - she still hasn't figured out that her existence should be one of shame.

#what the fuck.#unfortunately by the time i'd switched accounts (from personal to my poetry one)#i couldn't find it :(#this is why u SEND URSELF THE POST. WHICH I KNOW TO DO BUT!!!#i was so mad i just was like “i'm about to tear this commenter in twain” and . lost da post #if u urself are the 29 and got recently flamed by instagram #i love u. come here. write with me. i was about to pick up a sword for u.#i mean a BIGASS sword.#like we all know im a wlw girlie but the way ppl will be like ''id NEVER write sad poetry about a MAN not LOVING me!!!"#..... wowwwww ur so cool. anyway. people often experience emotions regardless of what u consider cringe.#& if ur gonna shame straight/bi women for feeling a certain way. hope u never write about the #weird relationship between u and ur father. or feeling different from ur brother.#or how ur male best friend fucked u over. since it's SO CRINGE. to have ANY feelings caused by a MAN #like be so for real. beloved. nobody is fucking saying this when men do it.#''oh it's cringe to like a woman or feel heartbroken by her.''#controlling women's feelings and actions???? it's more likely than u think.#btw op is nonbinary do NOT be gender essential on this post i'll kill u with my teeth #edit: btw for the person who dm'd me ''when is it misogyny and when is it actually valid''#pretty easy. if a man had done it #would it be cringe? . like if a man sang a sad song about ''she broke my damn heart''?#if he said ''i want to have kids with her'' or something sexually explicit?? like would u even LIKE IT if a male poet had said it?#& if it's like. nah a 35 yr old man being upset about this is cringe too. yeah it's just cringe. that exists. we both know it does.#but .... often i see this ONLY about women. and i can't help but hear like. how back in middle school #we were fed the lie ''girls mature faster.'' ... why do i have to be emotionally regulated? but if a man wrote about the same things?#..... idk . im pretty anti cringe culture to begin with. but this one feels so bad to me . ur still a person past 33.

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months ago

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Burning Rotten Bridges

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #mianmian #nie mingjue #jin guangyao #JGY is nothing but outwardly calm and carrying on his duties as the chair for the meeting #but in that small pause after Nie Mingjue commemorates Mianmian for leaving...you can feel the tension.#Because Nie Mingjue comes from a place of privilege. He's always been in a position where his legitimacy and political standing-#-were never challenged. He didn't have to fight for respect. He was born into this world respected.#For people like Mianmian and JGY who clawed their way up from the bottom...this is a huge deal.#Truth be told I have a lot of things to say about what it means and feels to be in a position where leaving is messy.#There are times where the situation is bad but to leave means that those years of your life will have been for nothing.#That all the other suffering incurred will be fruitless. So you just *keep going*. Because it *has* to be worth it.#Because going back to what you were before is even more terrifying than the hell you are boiling in.#My concrete example for this is post-grad academia.#Because that cohort will have spent over a decade pursuing a goal and leaving means...well...it means throwing away those years.#It means losing (likely nearly all) your connections. It means going into debt you'll never pay off.#It means putting up with some pretty heinous abuse from your supervisor because what are you suppose to do? Leave?#Leaving is for those with the privilege to have options.#And even if you do have options...#Ultimately we would rather love the pain we know than risk the unknown. Hoping it's worth it one day.#With that mindset established; never say JGY should have just left like Mianmian. He couldn't. This was what he dedicated his life to.#He never had the option. Even if it seemed like he did - no he did not. He never conceived this ending ever happening for himself.

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platoapproved · 6 months ago

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So? Who broke the ice? insp (x)

#iwtv #iwtvedit #interview with the vampire #armand #daniel molloy #armandiel #devil's minion #armandaniel #I AM 10000% SURE THIS GIFSET ALREADY EXISTS. probably multiple times over.#i just wouldn't know how to find it at this point so i made my own #also i was going to link the text post going around that inspired this but then i couldn't find it 😭 i planned badly my bad.#anyway. thinking about Them all the time #meet cute of the century #if you made a text post about a parallels gifset w this daniel line and any memory-redacted stuff next season: you inspired this thank u #ETA: found and added the text post that inspired it! a little late but it's there now

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explodingstarlight · 2 months ago

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saved leo from the prison dimension just in time for the holidays

#FINALLY....THEY ARE TOGETHER!!#this was a 2+ year hunt and at last leo was found in upstate new york #leo was truly hiding on a farm 2012 style #i visited....so many unreputable websites and spent way over list price for two of these guys but it's WORTH it #happy holidays to those who celebrate #i did plan on making a post with the three i had and joking about leo still being in the prison dimension but then i finally found him #mikey saved him fr (couldn't find him til i finally got my hands on a mikey ornament)#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise donnie #rise mikey #rise raph #rise leo #sorry raph you're hatless #stars speaks

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cozylittleartblog · 1 year ago

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worst way to start my new year, thanks. i have a lot of things to say about these companies but i'm tired and just keeping it focused to the pin side of things for this one. do not ever buy pins from these companies, literally ALL of them are stolen from small artists like me. if you want to buy enamel pins, check out etsy, and artist's personal websites and shops! (though even Etsy has some bootleg pins that ship straight from china, so tread carefully…)

Every pin I've designed is, thus far, EXCLUSIVE to my etsy. if you find it anywhere else, it's been ripped off! and once these stupid bootlegs pop up, it's basically a never ending game of whack-a-mole trying to get them all taken down...

#psa #art theft #pin theft #aliexpress #shein #wish #temu #deltarune #the bootleg pin is just over an inch tall. do you know how BAD this design looks at that size?? i'd know. i tested it.#they didn't even use the black nickel of the pin for the black parts of the design. and the listing says copper for some reason. what.#some people never even get their designs taken down. its really sad #so i might just have to deal with bootleg queens out there forever :( i hope nobody confuses the ripoffs for the real thing....#my pin is so much nicer! its almost two inches big and it has two posts on the back so it doesn't spin #because spinning pins are the bane of my existence #im out here working my ass off out of my bedroom in my parents place trying to make a living and here come these pricks #i watermarked all my listing photos exactly so they Couldn't steal my fucking pictures so at least there's that #my new years is just full of bad luck so far i hope this isn't a bad omen #if my registration isn't accepted by the aliexpress copyright department I'm SOL and this will just. stay up i guess #i'm sad #bootleggers kys

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flwrkid14 · 2 months ago

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Tim and Duke: Finding Their Place

It’s hard to feel like you belong when you’re always waiting for someone to tell you that you don’t.

Duke Thomas had always been an outsider. Growing up in the streets, never quite fitting in anywhere, always waiting for the other shoe to drop, for someone to see him as a “replacement.” A filler for someone that wasn’t there anymore, or someone that was missing from the picture.

It wasn’t that the batfamily didn’t accept him—hell, they’d welcomed him with open arms. Dick and Barbara made him laugh, and even Damian, with his snarky attitude, had slowly started respecting him. But it still felt like there was something missing. Like he wasn’t really part of the family. Like he was just another vigilante working beside them, trying his best to live up to an impossible standard.

He didn’t know where to fit. Didn’t know if he could fit.

Tim Drake was the last person Duke expected to find himself bonding with.

Tim, the third Robin, the one who had earned the title by proving himself after a tragedy. Tim, who was always a little too serious, a little too reserved, a little too smart for his own good. But somehow, Duke found himself slipping into conversations with Tim, finding small moments of camaraderie between them. They didn’t talk much about their respective pasts—Tim’s was a messy minefield of trauma and loss, Duke’s was a life lived in survival mode, both of them figuring out how to be something more than what Gotham tried to make them.

One night, after a particularly long patrol, the two found themselves sitting in the batcave. Duke was lounging on the edge of a desk, his hoodie pulled tight over his head, the ever-present weight of exhaustion pulling at his shoulders. Tim, as usual, was hunched over a computer, eyes glued to a screen that made him look even younger than he was.

“So,” Duke said, breaking the silence. “Do you ever feel like… I dunno. Like you’re just here to fill in for someone else?”

Tim’s fingers stilled on the keyboard. He didn’t look up. “Yeah.”

Duke blinked. “What?”

Tim finally turned his gaze up from the screen, his eyes tired but sharp. There was something in his expression that caught Duke off guard. A knowing look. “I mean,” Tim continued, voice low, “I’ve spent most of my life being called ‘the replacement.’ It’s not easy, you know? No matter how much you try to prove yourself, it’s always there. The ghost of ‘who you’re supposed to be.’”

Duke’s stomach twisted at the words. “You feel like that too?”

Tim let out a dry chuckle. “Yeah. All the time. Even when I’m with the family. Even when I’m with you guys. There’s always that part of me that wonders if I’m really needed, or if I’m just… filling in a spot.”

There was a silence that hung between them, heavier than the usual quiet that enveloped the Batcave. It was raw. Honest. Two boys who had lived through too much, felt too many expectations, and had spent their lives trying to prove they were worthy of the lives they’d been thrust into.

Duke let out a breath. “That’s crazy, man. You’re Tim Drake. You’re not just some replacement.”

Tim didn’t smile, but there was a shift in his expression, a small, almost imperceptible shift that showed Duke he understood. He wasn’t looking for validation, not really. It was the kind of unspoken recognition that said, I see you, and you see me.

“You don’t feel it though, huh?” Duke asked, a little unsure. “Like you’re just… pretending to be part of this family? Like you’ll never really belong?”

Tim’s eyes softened, and for the first time that night, he looked at Duke—not as the new guy, not as the one still trying to prove himself—but as someone who got it. “Yeah. I feel that. All the time.”

Duke shifted in his seat, looking down at his hands. The weight of those words—Tim’s words—felt different when they came from someone who understood. Someone who knew exactly what it was like to feel like you were never quite enough.

That was the moment things changed. It wasn’t the kind of bonding moment that happened with grand gestures or speeches. It wasn’t about solving everything, or fixing the endless loop of self-doubt that both of them shared. It was just about knowing that they weren’t alone in their feelings. They both carried that weight, that fear of never truly fitting in, of always wondering if they were “the replacement” in a family that had already been through so much.

But for that moment, for just a little while, they didn’t have to explain themselves to anyone else. They didn’t need to pretend. They didn’t need to be anyone other than the two of them.

“You know,” Duke said quietly, breaking the silence again. “I’m glad you’re here.”

Tim gave him a look, a quiet acknowledgment, his eyes flicking back to the screen. “Yeah, i'm glad you're here too.”

They didn’t say much more after that, but it didn’t matter. In the quiet of the cave, with the weight of their shared thoughts hanging between them, Duke knew he wasn’t just another vigilante in Gotham. He was here, with Tim, with the family. And for the first time in a long time, he could almost believe it.

Maybe, just maybe, he could belong.

And Tim? Tim didn’t feel like a replacement anymore, either.

#tim drake #duke thomas #batfam #tim and duke have a moment #tim and duke bond over feelings #I was going to make a fun brotherly post abt them but I couldn't stop thinking of this so now you're just getting both #thanks if you voted on my poll btw!!#poll isn't technically done yet but i'm posting this anyways bcs i'm already working on the other tim and duke post

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transsongtaewon · 2 months ago

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Of course we know that there aren't many childhood pictures left of Yoohyun. But I think there weren't any in the first place of Yoojin.

Sure, when he was really young there was enough to fill a nice album, a cute baby and later chubby toddler adorning the walls, but they drop off when he is five. Nothing new joins what is there and eventually the pictures are taken down.

There are pictures of Yoohyun, many of them clumsily taken and out of focus, fingers poking in the frame of more than a few. Yoohyun looks happy in all of them, often posing somewhere but sometimes also caught unaware, doing his homework in the kitchen or unpacking a lunch box on a park bench.

How do you think their parents felt the first time they looked back through pictures from their beach vacation only to find Yoohyun, learning how to tie his shoes. Did they delete the pictures? How many times? Did they tire of it eventually? Of erasing their son's milestones, so they gave up and bought a new camera for their next vacation?

Of course it's not like there's no pictures of Yoojin. He's there in class pictures (few) and company get-togethers (many), and for special occasions there's even pictures of him and Yoohyun together, looking proud at Yoohyun's middle school graduation, still having to lean down so they're the same height. There's not many of these pictures - you can only ask a stranger to help take photos for so long - but at least they are some proof Yoojin exists as more than the eye that watches over Yoohyun.