#what do i know??

[ditzbitch]

lets make something absolutely crystal clear: i don't give a fuck what race you are. i don't give a fuck what your gender is. i don't give a fuck what religion you believe in. i don't give a fuck what your sexuality is. i don't give a fuck where you were born. because none of that doesn't concern me.

but you if think that another human being is less that you for any of those factors you can go fuck yourself.

to wish death, harm or think you are better than someone just because they look different, speak different, love different or have different worldly views than you is fucking disgusting. the audacity. the fucking audacity coming from people whos families ALSO WERE IMMIGRANTS BECAUSE THEY CAME TO THIS LAND AND STOLE IT FROM THE NATIVE AND INDIGENOUS PEOPLE WHO WERE ALREADY HERE.

did we fucking learn nothing from the Holocaust? we fucking forced Japanese Americans into concentraction camps on our own soil. does no one remember? or it is just hushed because they got "compensation " for being imprisoned and that was supposed to make it better and have it all go away??

did we learn nothing from the riots and protests during the civil rights movement? a movement that we are actively still fighting because African Americans are still being targeted, discriminated and treated less than humans.

what about when this happened when obama started deporting Mexicans and trump thought it was a better idea to put them into fucking camps for mass deportation once he got into office?

i mean lets pause and go back to these families and remember how the english settlers came here and almost completely eradicated the Native Americans because of the diseases they BROUGHT OVER FROM THEIR ORIGIN COUNTRIES.

and lets not forget how the english settlers banned the Native Americans from practicing their traditions, forced them into reservations (aka a different type of concentration camp) AND STARVED THEM FROM THEIR OWN RESOURCES AND WAY OF LIFE WHILE ON STOLEN LAND

we seriously are going to look at these events and be okay with it?? we seriously going to let this shit happen again?

this CLEARLY shows how shitty the US education system is for not showing the importance of HOW WE CAN PREVENT SUCH THINGS FROM HAPPENING AGAIN OR TO CONVINCE US THAT IT WAS SO FAR IN THE PAST THAT THINGS LIKE THIS COULDN'T HAPPENED AGAIN

this also clearly shows why the rest of the world HATES the US because our blatant hypocrisy of wanting to show how much "freedom we have and give to our people" while it utterly neglects its people by making them choose between: having money for groceries OR rent, having enough money for daily medications or even seeking any medical care/treatment, or have any savings IN PREPARATION OF an accident or medical emergency.

god forbid someone in their family is sick, because they can't afford to take time off to care for their loved one.

god forbid they're in an accident because EVEN WITH INSURANCE THEY'RE PAYING AN ARM AND LEG JUST TO RECEIVE MEDICAL ATTENTION AND WILL SPEND THE REST OF THEIR LIFE TRYING TO PAY OFF THE DEBT.

god forbid they decide they want to pursue a higher education just to have over 20k in student loans that they'll be trying to pay off for the rest of their life for a worthless fucking degree.

i don't give a fuck if this doesn't "directly affect" me. it affects people i know. it affects people i love. it affects people i don't know and will never know and i'm willing to fight for them just the same.

NO ONE IS ILLEGAL ON STOLEN LAND!!!

THIS STOLEN LAND WAS BUILT ON THE BACKS OF IMMIGRANTS FROM AROUND THE WORLD!

[hnbka]

bi mike truther here to give my two cents !! (yes this is a very old topic BUT I WASNT HERE THEN OKAY)

also this is really just rebutting what other people say, i make a couple points on why i think he's bi, but i don't really want to go scene by scene.

okay so i know people say that it feels untrue to his character to be bi because its a cop out. mike can't be bi because it disproves that he "can't" be in love with el because he only loves boys.

that was a really bad explanation so here are some posts i think explain gay mike much better than i can:

BUGSBENEFIT

LESBIAN MINDFLAYER

I REALLY LIKE THESE VIDEOS AND LOWKEY AGREE WITH THEM AND THE PEOPLE ARE AWESOME NO HATE WHATSOEVER

so. onto my take.

i see a lot of people say that mike can't be bi and then immediately jump the hoop of mike being in love with el.

so let me state now: mike being bi ≠ mike being in love with el

in fact, mike being bi gives a lot of nuance to his character: why he is SO in denial about being gay-- logically he does have feelings for a girl, but perhaps he doesn't love EL the way he loves WILL, confusing him. to me that puts a lot of scenes like we're friends we're friends, triple take, et cetera in perspective

looking at mike's character arc it feels more likely he's confused HENCE weird flirting dynamics rather than just in denial.

mike's not stupid! imagine looking at women (AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND) and feeling nothing and then looking at men (plural because i am also an eddie puppy crush truther) and feeling BUTTERFLYS.

are you crazy??? mike would be SO DEEP IN DENIAL, he would be avoiding WILL, he would be ignoring him HE WOULD NOT BE AWKWARD HUGGING HIM JUST TO THEN START FLIRTING WITH HIM he would not be hot and cold he would just be cold.

THAT'S what makes me really mad, people acting as if bisexual people are just in love with everyone. mike has been shown not to like el romantically at all, so it doesn't matter if he's bi, gay or anything else!

also robin wasn't even directly said to be lesbian, they didn't come out and go "i like women and only women." now i'm not saying robin isn't lesbian, but that is still an assumption we made based on the situation.

steve says he likes her -> robin rejects him and says she likes women

that is her reasoning. if she was bi, she would've said that she just doesn't like him, not that she can't.

my point being: the duffer brothers are not going to have mike explicitly say he's bi or gay. in this particular context, his love for will matters and i seriously doubt they're going to dive into his character arc and figuring out his sexuality (though i would love that, i'd rather leave it to fanfic writers lol)

and my most important reasoning: i'm bi. and i see myself in mike. and i want him to be bi.

art is made to be interpreted <3

[j-tee]

SHAPE HELL

Yup.

[just-french-me-up]

'ao3 needs a like and dislike button'

what you need, my algorithm-rotten minded friend, is a grip

[mearchy]

my favorite genre of fictional character is like "i am terrifying to almost everyone, i'm very good at killing, i can endure anything, i've become exceptionally good at playing into my reputation, and if you try to give me positive social interaction i will react with confusion and cower in a corner like an abused animal. and i may try to shoot you. but there is also a chance i may imprint on you like a feral dog receiving its first loving touch! good luck."

[guiiay]

jinx and isha visit a walmart

[pepminttea]

rb with your most common recurring theme in your nightmares. mine is pregnancy

[fox-bright]

I am never going to be able to leave Reddit.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[just-spacetrash]

the 'what if you played it a little risky' post literally Changed my life but i cant fujkign find it in my blog because its. a tiktok screenshot

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

hey guys if you’re planning on making a vaguepost on the dashboard can you message me with the details and some of the lore behind the vague post you’re making. a vaguepost for the dash and a detailedpost for me. because i like to know what’s going on. if you do this i will automatically take your side because you’ve done the right thing by letting me know what’s up. thanks in advance ❤️

[inkskinned]

you said you were stuck in a time loop, which was fine. i feel like late-stage capitalism has us all in a time loop, ammiright? you came barging in at 5:33. in the morning. i hadn't even processed the idea of coffee.

but you had this look of utter panic in your eyes. terror like the ocean. you grabbed my cheeks. im in a time loop.

i don't know why in movies the first reaction is to deny it. when someone is panicking like that, it's not appropriate to ask them to calm down. it didn't matter if i believed it, what mattered was that you believed it so much that it was consuming you.

so here we are. i pour you some of the dark roast. "you look like utter and entire hell," i say.

you push your fingers into your eyes. "you always say that."

i try to think of something funny to say that i wouldn't have said on previous time loops, but jokes don't land without the proper timing (lol). "remind me to think -"

"-yeah, of a joke that only works in the future. and before you say anything, i know you're pissed i just stole your punchline." you bolt the coffee, which is wild. it's very hot. you don't seem to notice.

i blow on mine to cool it down. i both am very pissed at you and also i can't see you in this amount of panic without wanting to help. but i'm also not really sure what we are, not since i saw you kiss her like that, no offense. it just was like, kind of rude when you knew i liked you.

and besides. i'm just like, barely a person. i write omegaverse fanfiction. i love the concept of a time loop, but what the fuck am i gonna do? send an alpha in there? i open my mouth.

you point at me. "you're about to ask why me. and then say some disparaging shit about yourself. i'm just a nerd who plays dnd or something. that self-own is slightly different each time." you sigh. "i know you think you can't really help me. i don't know who can help me. i only came to you because you fucking believe me." you check your watch, sigh, and throw your head back. you cover your eyes with one hand. "i've come here on 26 separate revolutions," you say. "you have believed me every time. and yeah, i have no idea how you fit into this but i just -" you sigh again. "i just like fucking talking to someone about it."

"do you need more cof-" i start, but you're already holding the empty cup out. i frown at it. "you're not getting any more until you promise not to bolt this one like an animal."

you laugh a little and sit up, pushing your hair out of your face. "okay, that's new dialogue. but to be fair to you, i'm not usually this rude. i'm still pretty new at all of this." you check your watch again. another sigh. i guess you're cruising for a personal best in the Sigh Olympics.

i almost tell you im not an NPC but i've played enough video games to know i'm very much an NPC. i pour you another cup. "so what happens in the loop?"

"really bad explosion." you mutter into the mug. you put your elbows on the table (rude) and bury your face in your arms like an angsty teenager. one hand floats up while you talk, because evidently you literally can't talk without your hands. "i have to save the day and there's this bomb and i have no bomb training and it keeps moving, you know."

"do i die?"

you peek up from your arms. "yeah. bigtime. you keep trying to run or stay or do anything and you always super die."

"oh."

"to be fair, like, everyone dies in it though.... so you're in good company."

i hate that you make me laugh. i hate that being around you always feels tingly and strange, this electric tension between us. something that is evidently (given how you stuck your tongue down a stranger's throat literally 3 days ago) (well. 3 for me) super one-sided. i take a sip of my coffee and close my eyes.

i die today, i guess. a little spark of panic starts at the top of my hands and starts whipping up my wrists.

"shit," you say. you look at your watch and jump to your feet. "i have to go. if i can come back, i will. i am still trying to figure out when is best to do everything, you know? the order of stuff. maybe morning isn't good for us."

i look up at you and think about how you keep kissing me in the back of my car and in alleyways and in the dark. and i can never fucking get a read on you. and i also think about how incredibly panicked you look. how broken. how long have you been doing this? "i don't want to die," i say.

you glance downwards. "well, you're not really dead, you'll come back in the loop."

"but i will have died." my hands are shaking. i am trying really hard to stay calm.

you push your hands through your hair again. "i really have to go. i will have this discussion with the next version of you, though. it is like, something i am thinking about."

"but i don't get a next version," i say. i don't really have the language for this, because i haven't had 26 tries with you. i only have my memories: you, a week ago. drunk and telling me you loved me in my ear. you, kissing her anyway. you, months ago, throwing up on my birthday, whispering to me i ruin everything i touch, always, over and over. please don't ask. i can't ever fucking have that be you.

i run my finger along the rim of the mug. "i don't want to die in this one."

you seem baffled by this. "i get that but - time will reset, you'll be fine, you won't even remember we talked about this."

"but i know now." i stand up too. "i have to live the rest of this day knowing i could die. knowing i probably am going to."

"you could always die, to be fair."

i feel my hands get out of control. "earlier, you said i always say a different insult about myself. what if you're just going through different parallel universes and those are all just different - but real - versions of myself? what if you're not in a time loop, you're in a fucking universe loop?"

"if it helps, i've wondered this too. also, you're hot in all of them. if that helps."

i point at you. "no flirting. i'm trying to figure out if i die today."

"who's flirting?" you catch my wild hands and give me that long, perfect smile. like we're in this together. "i won't let ya die." you check your watch and sigh again. "well. maybe not this time."

i grit my teeth. you are so not making quips at me while i try to explain the existential dread i'm having. "does the time loop reset if i fucking kill you?"

"honestly i don't know how long it continues after i die, because i just wake up. it could be that the loop goes until the explosion for everyone, and we're all in the loop, or it could be that when i die, the loop restarts. when i die i wake up, is all."

i pull away from you and stalk into the kitchen and start doing all 3 of my dishes. "okay, first, you know i was joking. and secondly, this is exactly my point. you don't know if this is just a parallel universe. maybe in the ones where you died, the explosion happened and nobody reset and it's just you travelling." i have to stop and push the heel of my palm into my eyeball. "... how often have you died?"

i look at you. you look at me. you give me this very sad, halfway smile and a little what can ya do shrug. something in that action seems so old and weary that i want to burst into tears.

"i have to go," you say. "really. for real. there's this family of five i save from getting into a car crash. and i know it's like oh but we're all gonna die in the explosion anyway, what's the point. and..." you shrug again. "it matters to me, is all. at least i saved them for now. at least i saved anything."

you pad over to me and wrap me in a tight hug. you always seem so tall against me. i feel your cheek rest against the top of my head for a moment. for a second, it's just us, and the space is warm, and my heart is a little broken hare.

you leave me there, and i stand in my stupid badly lit kitchen with my stupid mugs. i think about you. i start texting my mom that she needs to get out of the city, but it feels pointless.

i don't know what to do. tomorrow is the same day for you. but i have to prepare to die in my today.

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this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.