#the fuck is this life

[sadclowncentral]

shoutout to the guy who after unsuccessfully hitting on my sister and being politely declined asked her "is it okay if i ask your brother instead" and when she said yes gave me a long and searching look before sighing and going "no. i am not drunk enough to go for a dude. but you look like an angel" happy bisexual pride to this man and this man only. hope you figure it out soon king

[dreemurrinthenight]

if y’all see this floating around: yes, it’s from me, and yes, you can find the original post on hoyolab under the same user <3

[nyxyjenkin]

A realization of how unfair the world really is to girls. Things that would really and only hit hard once you've experienced something. Can't believe I had to go through this to truly understand the burden deeper and unfortunately relate to experiences of other girls.

One thing I really hate about being a girl is having to be cautious with your friends. Even if you're known to be a tomboy. Everywhere I go, I always have this feeling of people calling me a whore, and slut, a pick me girl. I had a group of friends who were mostly boys, we've been friends since 7th grade and since I started 11th grade. I genuinely felt safe with them and didn't think of them as any potential boyfriends or anything. They were my friends and I trusted them with my life. That was torn apart when I was then told they all had crushes on me.

It was all torn apart when I went with them to drink and I thought it was just a friendly catching up. And it was a friendly catch up. But then they started making hints.

Hints that they wanted to fuck me. Hints that they'd take any pussy to fuck with right now. Hints that they needed a woman's love right now.

They cuddled up against me, held my waist, and grinded on my ass while I went to drink water.

They said it would be light drinking.

They said they'd stop until they were just tipsy.

I bought light beer just to join in the fun. I didn't want to drink that much. I didn't want to take shots. They urged me, I accepted because they were friends.

They were friends.

They won't do anything to me.

I trusted them not to touch me.

So I tried to have fun. I tried telling myself that they wouldn't do that. So I smiled and tried to have fun. I even recorded it to show I was 'having fun'. I sent it to my friend, I told her not to tell my boyfriend because I told myself nothing bad was happening.

I told myself I was spending time with The Boiz. I told myself I wasn't uncomfortable. I told myself they were only hugging me because I was a good friend.

A friend who was open to all topics and never judged you. A friend to be there when you need it. My gender didn't matter. I was a friend.

The time to go home, I never felt more free. I grabbed my things and tried to leave immediately.

I texted my boyfriend. I lied to him earlier. Told him me and my friends were just hanging out.

God what would he think if he knew what they did. I loved my friends. So I lied again.

Even though I had a feeling he knew I went drinking. I lied. But brought out a small truth.

I texted him. I've never felt safer. Even though he wasn't with me then. I felt so safe.

Told him I was going home. Told him there was a surprise drinking party, told him some bits and pieces of what happened. Left out my feelings from earlier and told him I had 'fun'.

I left out the parts of where they kept touching me. Parts where they kept hinting of wanting to fuck me. To touch me. As they felt me up.

Then I told my boyfriend the bits and pieces. I told him I liked him, we couldn't say love to each other yet.

Should've known him not saying it back was a sign that he knew. And we said goodnight.

The next day. I see he unsent three messages he sent at 12 am. I was asleep then.

After a few hours, he said good morning to me. Never felt so happy being able to talk to him again. We talked and talked until he brought up a screen shot of the video I sent my friend. I knew he knew.

And I explained. I explained and explained. I should've just told him what they did. So now I tell him. He laughs.

He doesn't believe me. He doesn't believe that I didn't feel comfortable. He didn't believe that I wanted to go home earlier at some point.

He keeps pointing out the fact that they were all around me and the fact I was smiling through it all. Touching me. Points out that I seem to enjoy it.

My heart sunk.

As he kept sending and sending texts saying how I feel like I'm All I could hear was, "Whore. You're a whore"

Whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore whore.

I asked him if he thinks I enjoyed it. If he thinks that I enjoyed being felt up by them. I felt disgusted.

I disgust him don't I.

He doesn't trust my words. Of course he won't.

I feel so alone. Hurt and betrayed.

The friends who I thought were good people did that to me.

The person I love and trusted and felt safe the most with now seems like he doesn't want to do anything with me.

Why do girls have to go through shit like this???

Why us?

Why do we have to be sexualized?

Why are we the only ones seen as fuckable people?

Why do I have to be born a girl?

[icarus-suraki]

So Fox News ran a story about how they think libraries are turning into drug-infested sex dens and I am shocked, shocked that I was never offered any drugs during my 15+ years working in libraries.

[itsbrucey]

Big fan of sun motifs in characters not necessarily being about positivity and happiness and how they're so " bright and warm" but instead being about fucking brutal they are.

Radiant. A FORCE of nature that will turn you to ash. That warmth that burns so hot it feels like ice. Piercing yellow and red and white. A character being a Sun because you cannot challenge a Sun without burning alive or taking everything down with them if victorious.

[despazito]

Are we calling women who read shitty harlequin romance novels porn addicts now?

If you read one paragraph of vintage victorian smut you'd hurl.

[spyglassrealms]

had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing

[inkskinned]

the tradwife movement is the same as it has always been - back in the kitchen, back to breeding - it just has better branding.

when i was younger, i hated pink. i was not like other girls. this is now something i'm embarrassed of - this was not me being a "girl's girl."

but it was expressing something many of us felt at the time: i literally wasn't what girlhood was supposed to be. this is a hard thing to explain, but you know when you're not performing girlhood correctly. it isn't as easy as "i liked x when girls liked y" - because there were other girls that liked x, too - but i never figured out exactly the correct way to like x, or to be interested in y.

now there is the divine feminine. this is the same rhetoric it has always been: women are biologically driven to like pink and ribbons and submitting to our husbands.

the problem is that the patriarchy found a better PR team. because yes, actually, i want every woman to have the choice to be a homemaker. i also want her taken seriously for her legitimate home-making labor. i want her to be recognized as also having a job, just unpaid. i want men to have this opportunity, too.

but it is no longer "i made this choice and I love it." instead it is a sixteen-paragraph rant about how selfish it is that my generation isn't having kids. instead it's long videos about how if you feed your children processed foods, you're going to kill them. instead it is "this is what womanhood is supposed to be. i feel bad for any other choices you're making."

the shame spiral is just prettier. it is large houses devoid of personality. it is the implication: if you don't have this, you aren't happy. the solid, everlasting assurance: women are actually supposed to be submitting. this is the default. this is the natural state of things. all other attempts inflict suffering.

but you can no longer say i'm not like other girls. you can no longer reject this image completely. you cannot find it revolting, even if you know that the underbelly is toxic and festering. sure, it is the same repackaged patriarchy. but the internet does not have shades of grey. you should support and reward other women! your disgust is actually internalized misogyny. not because you are seeing a vision of yourself the way they're trying to train you to be. not because you feel her ghost pass within an inch of your earlobe. not because your father will eventually ask you - why can't you be like her?

because they figured out how to make it beautiful: women will sell other women on this idea, and we will find the singular loophole in feminism. sure, she's shaming you in most of her videos. sure, she implies that a different life is obscene. but she just wants you to be happy! you'd be happier if you were listening!

and the whole time you're sitting there thinking: i'd actually just be happier if i had that kind of money.

[cl0wnah0lic]

I fucked up

[thebigcomed0wn]

im so serious if you cant imagine a single female character u like or you coincidentally only care about men or imagine that women are a different species of human that are impossible to draw or write about or relate to, You are the problem. its not because you’re gay it’s because you do not like women

[oncillabrigade]

Finally read Robins!

I have a lot of thoughts, but I just want to say this panel is the funniest thing I've ever seen:

[pigswithwings]

above all else a trans woman is a person. above all else a trans women is a woman who goes to the same grocery store as you and buys fruits in the same grocery cart as you and goes home and eats her dinner the same as you. above all else a trans woman is a woman who dresses like you do and talks the same way you do. above all else a trans woman is a woman who wants to be cared about the same way you want to be cared about and a trans woman is a woman who makes friends the same way you make friends. above all else you should care about trans women because they are people. treat her as such.

[artkaninchenbau]

Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin (AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)

It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.

Bonus:

[nando161mando]

[proselles]

alex hirsch was really just so pissed that no one saw his epic old man yaoi that he went and wrote a whole new book and made a whole website specifically to show meticulous evidence that this weird old man fucked a triangle.

he really said what were ford and bill really doing in that pocket dimension they shared, hm? did you ever think of that? oh - you think it was just chess? hm. interesting. i dont.

the ultimate rare pair shipper. i have never seen a creator do this before. absolutely fascinating at every angle.

[captainkirkk]

Concept: Peter actually got bitten by a totally normal spider. It's just a coincidence that his mutant powers were awakened around the same time