#tw: r word

[chickensarentcheap]

I'm putting a trigger warning on this and placing it under a cut.

This guy is an absolute piece of shit.

[poly-girl-knot]

OH BOY THE ANON IS BACK

you are not willing to argue you would rather see me dead I see that but heres some fucking points:

1) Im participating in that kink with trans men who enjoy being fetishesed in this way (only). And Im participating in any kink with people who enjoy paticipating in it with me. I cannot repeat enough that there is always and I repeat always concept present in that. I participate in roleplay which is a sepperate thing from reality. If you cannot distiguish fantasy and reality do you think all theatre plays are real? do you think the actors in Romeo and Juliette actually kill themselves? The minute the other person says "I am not comfortable with [kink] anymore" I stop. ALL of this is fiction between people who like to *imageine* to be in these situations. Most people into non con wouldnt like to be in this situation irl. Most trans men with detrans fetish dont detransition. Once again if you are reading my blog I assume you checked for kinks and if you continue reading it guess what? You give your consent on seeing the posts with this kink. So I only expect consenting people to interact with my posts. These posts are each a fictional narrative. You dont fucking go after people who enjoy playing I dunno Stellaris for liking to exterminate all sentient beings in the galaxy bc its not real life its fiction.

I cannot tell you enough how I participate in consentual roleplay with people and not just go around peoples dms saying stuff like "oh youre actually a woman and I would rape you :3" without them literally asking in text to do so. As soon as they retract their consenst like if they arent horny anymore or dont like the kink anymore I stop participating in the kink.

2) How the fuck am I supposed to know if you can or cannot reclaim a slur. Youre literally on anon. Also I dont get how calling someone a label you can identify with in a degrading way makes any sense. But you do you I guess.

3) You repeatedly told me to commit suicide. You misgendered me, degraded me for being as you put it "retarded", you told me to get a lobotomy. You made bad faith assumptions about me which are not reflective fo my character by interpreting my actions and words in the worst way possible without giving it any actual thought. All of this you say on anon to not have any reprocutions for your actions. Next time you send me anything of the sort Im blocking you and reporting your anon questions for calling me to commit suicide. I am not willing to engage with a person who tells me to commit suicide and misgenders me while "calling me out for misgendering people".

Also Im beggining to suspect you going after me bc Im a trans woman with kinks. Not cool.

[musingularity]

MEME; 💅🏼🪓🐣⁉️

💅🏼 What's your aesthetic?

90's era Alanis Morissette, depression meals, prescriptions for mental health, the same clothes every day for a month, and weed.

🪓 Worst Chore you have? Or, the best chore!

They all suck. I suck at doing any of them. But I think I get the most overwhelmed by doing the dishes.

🐣What were you like as a kid? Allegedly? Has anything changed, and have people noticed?

I was a goody-two-shoes, rule-following, quiet kid who never had any friends and was in the "gifted kid" programs. Never did extracurricular shit, wasn't one to socialise, I was the pathetic kind of loner who was only a loner because no one wanted to hang out with the "r***rded kid" who still likes baby stuff.

⁉️ Your last 'oh shit' moment?

The last one I can REMEMBER was when I realised I had BPD. I went to my therapist and told him my findings and we went through the diagnosis process. I got the diagnosis. It's severe.

[zebulontheplanet]

Ok, I’m gonna take this calmly and I’m sorry for all my followers who had to read through that bullshit, and I saw this post and it upset me so bad I HAD to call it out. But what the fuck?

One, Aspergers which is now called autism, isn’t a intellectual disability. Two, learning disabilities, like dyslexia, dyscalculia, etc, aren’t a intellectual disability either. If you don’t have the diagnosis of an intellectual disability, which is by definition of having an IQ of 70 or below, you are not intellectually disabled. Which means your opinion, doesn’t give a flying damn.

Third, it is NOT your business to say that a word that was used to institutionalize them, to forcefully sterilize them, to demean them, to take their children away, to not listen to them!!! The intellectually disabled community has FOUGHT so HARD for the word to be ABOLISHED from peoples vocabulary because it’s fucking harmful.

When people say the word, they aren’t saying that they’re stupid. They’re saying that they believe they’re intellectually disabled. That they believe that the person they’re calling it is no less then a fucking dog.

Sit your ass down and listen to intellectually disabled folk.

Censoring usage of the word retarded comes from babying the mentally ill. the difference in reaction between "are you deaf/blind?" and "are you retarded?" is so severe I feel it warrants talking about. Both are hyperbole regarding someone's lack of capabilities. One is just viewed more negatively because people treat those with mental disabilities like children who need to be supervised. I get that a few of us do function with capabilities around that level, but even then, it's not like we baby blind people the same way due to the fact that so many of them can't use the internet and can't defend against usage of blind as an insult. I'm not advocating for the usage of retard as an insult generally, I only think that avoiding saying it isn't doing anyone any good, and there are situations where it's suitable hyperbole. Besides, it's not like moron didn't mean the same thing way back when. Dumb came from nonverbal too. Nearly any term you can use to call someone stupid has the same issues. That being said, there are plenty of situations where it's not OK to use. You don't make fun of someone who's genuinely suffering from an intellectual disability, just like how you don't exploit the fact someone's deaf to exclude them.

Might delete this later if my stance on this changes, but as someone suffering from Aspergers and other learning disabilities, I needed to get it out of my mind.

[frownyalfred]

my god I love the ao3 subreddit

[catbeeper]

cool floors at a carnival i went 2

[resetme]

BABY REINDEER (2024) Episode 6.

[seiwas]

₊˚⊹｡ 5:55 p.m. | oikawa tooru

wc: 709 summary: oikawa comes home missing a step in the ‘oikawa family routine’.  contains: f!reader, papa!oikawa, baby girl oikawa, use of term ‘baby’, baby/child/kid, being parents, food descriptions, oikawa coming home to his lil family of three!, oikawa aged up to pro. a/n: thought of this lil blurb today and had to get it down !! i love papa oikawa my heart is bursting !!

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

Oikawa comes home in the late afternoon.

He takes his shoes off by the genkan, and keeps a hop in his step despite a full day of volleyball; being a setter might be what he does best, but bursting into his house, shouting his usual 'baby, i'm home!' might just be what he loves the most.

And he's about to do it, as he steps into the hallway, gym bag on his shoulder and mouth open pre-yell, but he stops, because—

—there peering up at him is his little girl, greeting him with an index finger to her lips as if to say: 'shhh, papa, be quiet ...'.

When he looks further behind her, to the couch, he sees you, fast asleep with your right arm folded to cushion your head, and the other hanging over the edge.

"Mama sleep," she whispers, almost giggling, and he thinks the saying could never be more true; her laugh is infectious (or maybe just to her papa)—he'd never be immune.

Oikawa's eyes widen and he mouths an 'oh' as he lets down his gym bag quietly. He crouches low, coming eye-to-eye with his mini-me, the splitting image of him except for her smile—which is yours, undoubtedly.

He stretches his arms out, welcoming her in, and she rushes to him, giggling, her brown curls bouncing with each step closer to him.

This is the Oikawa family routine: when papa arrives home, he gets 3 kisses, one on each cheek and the last one on his nose. Then, he lifts his little girl up, supports her with one arm while he kisses you and pulls you close.

This time, the routine isn't quite as complete but he still has his little girl on his arm, perched by his hip kissing his cheek. Her little hands grab on to his face to place the final kiss to his nose and he scrunches it, joking with her, a remix of his favorite tune as she giggles some more.

"Did my baby sleep too?" he whispers, feet light as he makes his way to the kitchen, past you.

His little girl nods, "Small only." and he thinks it's so cute, that she's the smartest girl in the world for knowing what to say—even though he knows 'small' isn't exactly the right word to describe it.

He lets her down on the kitchen counter before opening the fridge to check what's available: chicken and a few vegetables. Then, he gathers what he needs and places them on the table.

"Should we make dinner for mama?" he asks, a glint in his eyes that can only mean one thing. 

His little girl perks up, brown eyes widening and gleaming just the same, a perfect reflection of his as she nods and says, "Egg!"

He laughs, volume restrained, but he kisses her forehead and replies, "Okay, egg for mama it is."

By the end of it, there's an empty carton (or two) of eggs he's used (failed attempts to make Omurice until its decent, but still half as good as what you always do). His little girl sprinkles the last few bits of green onion before you round the corner just in time, eyes slightly puffed and his love right there, laced in your sleepy smile.

"Mama!" his (your) little girl shouts, making grabby hands at her papa to let her down.

You shake your head and laugh, smiling just like your little girl as you drag your feet nearer. The food is resting on the counter as Oikawa picks her up, keeping her perched on his hip as he walks towards you.

It’s a warm, fuzzy feeling sitting in his stomach that's been there for a while, even before you two became three, that's reminding him of how good his life is, coming home to you, sleep lines and all running across your cheek.

When you meet in the middle of your kitchen, you don't forget the Oikawa family routine, tiptoeing up to kiss him as he pulls you closer, your little girl squished in-between.

"I'm home, baby." he whispers, nose-to-nose, just as you let his lips go, and you laugh, his favorite tune, the original, before your baby girl made it her own.

"Welcome home."

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[gayraeofsun]

i just really want to scream about this movie into the void because it was so well done, and i doubt anyone will really see this but i don't really have anyone i could have a deep discussion about this with.

trigger warning and spoiler warning ahead for the movie blink twice. content ahead discusses themes around sa, including r*pe, drugging, manipulation, and general physical/verbal abuse.

i don't keep up with any previews or recent movie releases much anymore, so i was going into this movie almost completely blind like i do with most new movies anymore. i had seen one preview, but it was apparently plain and simple enough for me to mostly forget about it. the irony in that will be made known a bit later on.

the movie automatically opens with a screen that displays a trigger warning, which is something that i had been seeing for the first time in any kind of visual media. normally these things are already listed by the ratings, but as a sa survivor who had no idea what this movie was going to be, it was a good thing to see so i could brace myself for what was to come. do i think this is necessary for any and every movie of this kind? no, it feels a little redundant (again, these things are typically included in the ratings). and, well, asking me to not watch if it would upset me is kind of a no deal, since i paid for a ticket and popcorn to see this on the big screen.

we're immediately introduced to our two main characters, two best friends, and it's hard to not immediately fall for their relationship with each other. so playful and silly and ridiculous, you can immediately tell they adore each other's company in their shitty job living in their shitty apartment, and you can tell that they're written by a woman who loves these characters and wants to portray them as relatable people. the interactions between the whole cast of girls, i think, was just outstandingly done. they felt realistic, not constantly shitting on each other and fighting for the attention of the men (though some jealousy of that fashion is still portrayed). they were all there enjoying the island and they ended up bonding together wonderfully. they were funny without being over-the-top rude or nasty or promiscuous, as is portrayed commonly in female characters in popular media. i can't and won't stop gushing over how much these characters felt just like real life girls that i was hanging out with.

this movie was really great at putting a pit in your stomach and slowly making it grow. of course, the trigger warning at the beginning spoils what's to come, so for me the pit was there from the start. any sensible person who's been socialized to be a woman will know, you don't ever just run away with some random ass group of men you don't know to the middle of nowhere with no cell service. but the little things that make the main character, frida, stop and question are so subtle, and so easily dismissed to start with. the used lip gloss in the drawer, the available clothes despite being an "unexpected" guest, the weird cleaning staff. but they increasingly get more odd. the island is full of venomous snakes and they all have to be killed on sight. something about these flirty interactions isn't quite right anymore, and he's talking about repressed memories. what day even is it? why am i always waking up with dirt under my nails?

who even knows or cares though, since we're all high and/or drunk 24/7. welcome to paradise!

it builds and builds until it begins to unravel, slowly and then all at once as the girls come to the realization of what happens to them every night when they get unbelievably high after dinner. the bond between the first two to piece it together was outstanding, and i love that there wasn't a cheap "find the phones and call authorities" plan. they worked out why that wouldn't work at all, because who would they believe? the "hysterical bitches" making claims without any kind of solid evidence, or the rich white man who's now a reformed soul and probably good friends with some of the cops?

the ending is not a happy one, in my eyes, though i believe it was probably supposed to be portrayed as one? two girls live and three girls die by the end. the ringmaster (ceo) of the whole thing ends up accidentally taking his own forgetfulness juice and suddenly doesn't understand what's going on and why all his friends are dead or have been otherwise brutalized. he knocks over lit candles and then trips and knocks himself out in his stupor, and the island burns down, the photographic evidence (that was later discovered) and all. i thought it was just going to end there and we would be left with the ambiguous ending, and that's never satisfying and feels very overdone anymore.

but instead, we're given a scene where our main character is now the ceo of the company, and legally married to the man who lured her away and horrifically abused her. twice. i interpreted this as her getting her own form of justice/revenge. i doubt she gives him half the treatment he gave her, but now she controls him and everything he owns and knew, and gets every bit of respect she wants. he killed her best friend and two other girls after overpowering the lot of them every single night. in a perfect world, he'd get tried and punished for his crimes legally. but all the evidence of it ever happening burned to the ground. so this is what she does to cope. in the final scene, she seems very satisfied, more than pleased to make her new husband's old crew squirm. she becomes the thing that destroyed her and so many others (but yk, most likely without the rapist cult).

one character i very suddenly grew interested in was the scrawniest boy in the group. he flies perfectly under the radar and doesn't appear in many of scenes that portray the gruesome sa. the one where he's in clear view, he appears to be another victim, trying to flee from one of the bigger men and receiving a black eye, which he would have no memory of getting the next morning. he's told by one of the girls that he smells nice, most likely referencing the perfume that was making them forget everything. it seemed very clear that he was in a victim role here as well, likely also being sa-ed. but he's never seen bound and gagged with the girls.

his final scene gets interesting when the ceo berates him for doing nothing to help the girls the entire time (yeah, the same ceo millionaire who's been basically orchestrating this whole sick fucking show in his perfect little getaway island). how he thinks there's a special place in hell for people who sit and do nothing in the face of evil. there are two very different ways to interpret this. 1) he wasn't actually getting drugged and abused with the girls, and was there as someone who didn't actively participate in abusing the girls, but also didn't do anything to try to stop it either. this could be blatant commentary on the two types of evil; while "not all men" r*pe and abuse people, not enough men will speak out against it or try to run to the victim's defense. or 2) the ceo was casting blame onto someone who was genuinely confused as to what was happening (which seems to ring true in both scenarios), and someone who was also a victim and stuck in a completely helpless situation. both could hold some level of truth, but ultimately i read him as the latter, thinking he was meant to represent the less common male victim. he gets killed by one of the girls, who wasn't specifically targeting him but also wasn't taking any chances, and that's the last we see of him. in my eyes he could either be read as the kind of evil that merely observes and therefore was rightfully murdered, or he could represent his male victims often get forgotten about or less acknowledged, which could speak as to why he was killed off so quickly never to be discussed again.

and i've gotta say, one thing i really appreciate about the scenes depicting r*pe is that it put a lot of the focus on the r*pists and not their victims. they were careful to not show any nudity or any shots of the women getting r*ped, but still showed them getting forced down when they tried to flee. i have not personally seen any other graphic scenes of this nature in other movies, but from what i hear a lot of it can get rather pornographic, and i feel like that's incredibly distasteful when you're trying to depict something that's absolutely vile. this movie does a great job of getting the absolute terror of the moment across without compromising any of the actresses by posing them seductively or showing off their bodies, and same goes for the men (if you don't count a couple of them being shirtless).

the writing is so wonderful, and the little clues as to what's happening beneath the surface are so good and plentiful. this is a movie that i don't think i'd ever be able to sit through again, but the sense of dread that continued to grow and grow will surely stick with me. it was very darkly funny in many places, which did great to break up some of the tension. for anyone who was able to stomach it, i would highly recommend watching through it once you're able. i think it was outstandingly well done and handled certain things as well as it could without watering any of it down.

[punkeropercyjackson]

'Real intellectuals in fandom love complex ships'And the complexity is rape culture

[mjuksa]

oh and also

"dont kill the 16 year old inside of you

dirk strider's philosophy. follow for more"

and this one i dont have to translate how nice is it

[circusclowne]

and here it is, our final night alive.

[mangoisgay]

I am an artist and therefore I create what I please, including Dev saying the n word

@lyman-garfiel

Also picture of me to confirm I am indeed BLACK AND CAN POST THIS

[tadc-harlequin-au]

Ugh, RAPE YOURSRLF RAPE YOURSELF

RAPE YOURSELF RAPE YOURSELF

Ah, I knew you'd come crawling back to me, Jotaro Kuju. I've been waiting for you. You can't resist me. Whether it's wingedengineerfury, superboy789 or beardedpersonmilkshake, no matter how many times you make alts and change your name, I'll always know it's you, babygirl. You can run, but you can't hide from me. I know you.

Now, let's continue where we left off, shall we~.

[tinydancerfreelancersblog]

Every snowflake's different just like you

(Every snowflake's different just like you)

I'll sing about it if you ask me to (ask me to)

Different shape and different size

Like every star up in the sky

Every snowflake's different just like you

Green fur

Blue skin

And the very silly way you grin

Big fangs

Small chin

There are so many special things about you

Things about you

Things about you

Every snowflake's different just like

Every snowflake's different just like

Every snowflake's different just like you

Different shape and different size

Like every star up in the sky

Every snowflake's different just like you!!!!!!

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[shoujo-wizard]

"in the face of extermination say FUCK YOU" -Gerard Way

drew the one on the left first then thought of the one on the right so I had to get it out of my head, will likely draw a few of these as presents for the queer ppl in my life

yes I did indeed only notice the spelling error in the 2nd picture after I'd inked it all in, say thank you to adhd