#Sincerely a really fucking tired lesbian

[xamiipholia]

This is a really important read. (fyi the title refers to the upcoming LIS, not True Colors)

Rebekkah Valentine is the real deal, she does great fucking investigative journalism.

Honestly it seems like a miracle that True Colors is as good as it is. Fuck Square Enix.

#lis true colors #lis #life is strange #deck nine #queer community #bisexual representation #our bi siblings deserve better than this bullshit #Sincerely a really fucking tired lesbian #Alex chen #gaming industry

[gravehags]

honestly it's so fucked that you have to choose between being mentally and physically well and doing great in your studies. i've said it before and i'll say it again : nobody should feel like a failure because they're literally unable to work. and don't get me started on profs and advisors who somehow have the audacity to look ppl in the eye and tell them that their mental/physical state is an excuse, like sorry dude we're just trying not to finish our year in the hospital??

sorry for the little rant but basically what I'm trying to say is don't let anyone and especially kate make you feel bad for 'nOt TrYiNg HaRd eNoUGh' or some shit because it's clearly not what's happening, and she should see it if she has an iq higher than that of a doorknob. anyways, sending you lots of hugs and kisses and spicy soup, i really hope you get better very soon <33

-sincerely, a fellow burnt-out lesbian

this is so nice anon genuinely like really nice to read and i completely agree. time and time again my health, both mental and physical, has suffered due to academia and i’m so tired. like bone tired. i’m probably not meeting with my advisor until next week but she’s been really kind about it so far. honestly it’s the most human she’s been the whole semester. hopefully that bodes well to the future of my capstone. and thanks for the spicy soup 🩵

[0ffbeatqueer]

Y'all, I fucking hate this class

And it's not because it's boring or the teacher sucks or anything like that. No, it's because I go to a Catholic school that's second semester class is "Ethics and Morality".

As a very queer person at this school that's gotten censored a couple of times due to trying to speak about being queer (or even just being a person of colour at a predominately white institution), this class is a fucking mess.

The first chapter of the textbook talked about how females and males are complimentary like how the Church is complimentary to Jesus and such. I could write an essay about how this whole concept has furthered misogyny and shit in the Church, but that's not what I need to rant about rn

We are required to read about how the Church considers being queer a sin, how marriage is only through a man and woman (it also completely ignores that the Church and State are supposed to be separate and also that marriage is not just a Christian concept), and have class discussion about these "issues".

I'm one of (if not the) most obviously queer people at this school, though I'm pretty sure many have just assumed I'm a lesbian because the idea of anyone being trans at an all girls catholic school is outrageous. Throughout the reading today I saw many people in my small class shooting glances towards me while our teacher read about civil unions confusing the sacrament of marriage. I should also point out I'm rather well known for speaking out in class when I disagree with something and such, but no such conversation time was provided for my period (odd, but whatever).

Anyways, I'm not really sure how I'm going to make it through this stupid class without throwing something or walking out or getting in a shouting match with my classmate who has sincerely told me and the class that she doesn't believe agnostics can be happy, that people going to therapy and/or medicating for mental illness makes her sad, that the reason we should learn about world religions (our first semester class) is so that "we" can convert people, and who has also said some slightly racist things in at least three classes.

Wish me luck. I'm already so done with this class and school.

I'm Tired Of Being Called An Issue

#school #rant #long post #religion #catholicism #lgbtq+ #queer #Sanctity of marriage #im angry about this

[butch-bakugo]

Honestly, part of my gender and sexuality journey has been accepting myself as a mlw transman(even though im bi and also transmascfem due to intersexuality) and trying not to take anything too personally. Masculinity and lgbtism are seen as opposites so masculine lgbt get left out of the convo or are forcibly feminized. Its this mindset within the community, tied to its progressivism(i dont blame them for this assumption but its not true), that feminity is progressive and masculinity is regressive. This mindset has hurt lots of masculine lgbt pple, most notably butch lesbians, masc trans men and bi men.

Femme lesbians are all thats ever shown while butch lesbians have their identities sanitized to fit a different narrative. Feminine cis men get center stage for "really sticking it to the patriarchy!!" Just for wearing nail polish or a skirt one time while butch women get tossed out and ignored and called ugly not only by cishet men but also those within the community. Feminized mlm trans men are perfered because their veiwed as cishet woman-lite and trans women are centered no matter if they are with a woman or a man but some people never even consider that masc mlw trans men exist. Bi men never end up with women and often their bisexuality is erased due to people never mentioning it, leading to them being called gay(mostly present in fandom characizations. See kirishima from mha, he has canon moments of liking women and men).

Theres this idea spread wide through out the community that any man in a relationship with a woman is shitty and abusive and automatically using his privilege over her. I can speak from experience on that. But whats never mentioned is that they only ever mean cis men. Cishet men are the enemy your eyeing, not transhet men or other mlw transmascs. They arent hurting women, they were women. But when none of you ever specify that you mean cis men, trans men arnt gonna know that they are excluded from your hateful shit. Same as trans women arnt gonna know that they arnt included in conversations about the shittyness some cis women enact.

Women loving men is empowered in bisexual spaces, why cant at least trans men loving women in trans context be empowered? We dont hurt the women were with. We are just as oppressed and disenfranchised as them. Theres no power dynamics in those relationships. Trans men loving cis women is equal, trans men loving trans women is equal, trans men loving other trans men is equal. The only inequality is when trans men are with cis men.

Please start specifying in your shit that you mean cis men. That or out yourself as a person who dosent actively consider trans men to be men or admit you sincerely thought trans men were just like cis men, we we fucking arnt. Im tired of looking for transandrophobes, be open about it already.

#levi speaks #keep your men arent oppressed shit to yourselves #trans men are oppressed cis gay men are oppressed #saying blanketly that men arent oppressed ignores intersectionality

[kenpachi-okami]

4:06 PM Sunday June 25, 2023

Title - Life

Today started crazy. Woke up pretty late

Got to the train looked at the timing of when the train would come basically it was coming late ( 40 Mins ) Late.

When the train finally comes I go in find a seat and two stops later this guy that seemed like he was on something don’t know exactly but he started yelling at an older guy cause he was in the way a little in front of the doors but to be honest there was barely any space to move then he started randomly cursing at people like what the fuck. So I spoke up cursed him the fuck out and said if you want to mess with someone then fucking mess with someone your size and age bitch . People looking at me like I’m crazy but I’m tired of the bull shit in New York I’m tired of these homeless people sleeping and being aggressive on the train just cause they think people should give them money or food I’m not trying to be harsh or sound messed up but our priority is our family , our home we need to have money to pay bills and have food in our stomachs. But yea after I said that to the stupid fuck another 2 stops later he got off and some lesbian black chick gave me my props that I didn’t want cause I didn’t do it for no props or anything I’m just tired of the fucking bull shit anyways after that happened finally get to my stop and wait for the bus there’s was about 10 people waiting 5 mins passed and a bus coming from the opposite side comes and says “ you guys have to walk to a certain avenue to wait for the bus the time is already 7:15 am so I start walking my ass all the way to that avenue wait aniother 5 mins for the bus to be basically full but I forced my ass inside going going going and I finally get to my stop walk to my job and its 7:45 am the only thing I was able to get because I only had enough for it was a large fucking coffee. Which helped me out threw the day not gonna lie cause I drank it little by little didn’t really care if it got cold you know. But I am starting to get hungry now. Probably end up eating something when I get home if this hunger don’t go away you know. Well ill probably write something later on if I’m not knocked out or anything. I hope when I get home everything is ok.

Sincerely - Kenpachi Okami

4:27 PM

#tired #hungry #not hungry #coffee #late #work #want to be home

[happysadyoyo]

I'm sorry I'm even asking, but what on Earth does "transandrophobia truther" even mean. Really poking the beehive with that one, but I've been drowning in the "radfem kool-aid" to borrow your very succinct phrasing, so I might as well, fuck it. - Yours sincerely: a very tired and confused trans man who hasn't been on Tumblr for a while. I'd send this off anon, don't give too much of a shit, but Karen has a reach greater than God it seems.

Basically, "transandrophobia truther" was coined by a person who decided a bunch of trans men loosely associated with a dude called Saint (who initially coined the term transandrophobia) were all bad, white, meanie TMEs who hate trans women despite several of the names belonging to POC trans people and many of the blogs explicitly supporting trans women as well as men and nonbinary identities. All because we want to talk about the issues trans masc people face and call a spade a spade when they're being a fucking idiot.

Let's break this down further...

Saint is considered an Awful Person because someone leaked screenshots from his password protected smut blog. He had been engaging in some squicky kinks that the person who leaked the screenshots decided meant he hated trans women and lesbians (despite all interactions being consensual mind you). They also label him a racist because he had been talking about omegaverse shit with the shorthand "abo", which apparently is also a slur against aboriginal tribes. Because you know, acronyms and shorthand can only mean one thing.

Anyway, this has kicked off a harassment campaign that's apparently lasted for months, and this blog eventually curated a "block list" with pretty much anyone who might've interacted with Saint or other people that's been victim to the harassment perpetuated and continued by two people.

This block list was apparently only supposed to be used by this person's followers, but it alerted every single person on the list through the @ system and of course was spread around. They also have been accepting additional names from anons and the like without apparently doing much background checking so. Yanno. Sure.

The term transandrophobia was created as an alternative to transmisandry in an effort to allow trans men to discuss the unique challenges that trans men face as trans men. Sort of the opposite side of the same coin from transmisogyny if you will (the coin is transphobia, but the metaphor breaks down when you remember intersex and nonbinary people are included in the umbrella as well. lol rip poetic language).

People protested transmisandry because it connected with misandry, which people (who argue against trans men having language to talk and make block lists because one person decided to force their followers to look at squicky kinks) don't believe exists (my feelings on misandry are far more complicated than what can be got into here without a massive derail). Transandrophobia is a step away from misandry, but since it was coined by Saint, people are using that as an excuse to shoot it down.

It's an excuse because elsewhere you find hints of their true intent: not allowing trans men and masc people the language to speak about their issues at all. First, there's the absolute asinine complaint that it's "basically the same thing as transmisogyny," like... okay, yes. They complain it's ripping off transmisogyny like transmisogyny isn't a ripoff of misogyny so. Whatever on that. Then you have people saying we should just use the word transphobia instead, completely ignoring the fact we're wanting to talk about issues that specifically face trans men and people who identify as trans masc. Shit like that.

Then you have the people who believe that trans women are the most oppressed and thus men should never have a say. This is rooted in radfem rhetoric, as with the advent of second wave feminism, one of the main schools of thought was that a radical (lol) shift away from men... wait let's not go so far back for now. That's another massive derail.

Anyway, there's a strong undercurrent of man hating that's been lurking around in feminism since second wave feminism. It's been evident through ideologies like lesbian separatism (see, gold star lesbians and how lesbians often treat bi women) and the "wombyn" movement that I in particular noticed in 2013 on tumblr -- I still believe TERF ideology against trans women is rooted in this explicit anti-man movement, but it was just under people's radar until trans women came more in the spotlight.

This man hating is even within trans circles, as you will often see trans women and femme people declaring T being a poison, hating their manhood and men in general, etc. It's understandable given their transition that they'd feel this way, but it's done in front of and oftentimes to trans men and masc aligned folks as well (re: the one poor trans boy who was talking to a girl and got told T was a poison in a gen chat. The girl apologized but claimed she was right. So this was both in a gen space but directly to a trans boy).

I also have a pet theory about how men are expected to be quiet in feminist spaces, and a lot of trans men and masc folks have grown up understanding the social struggle of women so it's easier for us to sit down and shut up, etc, etc but I won't get into that here cause that's it for explaining how radfem is everywhere let's move onto

TME/TMA mean Transmisogyny Exempt and Transmisogyny Affected. I won't get into the linguistics or where these terms originate, though I think it's from baeddel discourse --

baeddels being a group of trans women who mistakenly believe baeddel is a slur against trans women (and conveniently push out femme men and intersex people from the discussion) and started to "reclaim" the term, becoming extremely cultlike, narrowminded, and man-hating themselves, ending when the core group defended a rapist who had assaulted another member of the core group though there are people who identify with baeddels today

-- while TME/TMA might have its merits in a very limited context, it's become a way to say "trans women (TMA)" and "everyone else (TME)". This is incredibly stupid as it just creates another binary where trans women are the Most Oppressed but it locks the terms down so that they can't even be used properly (a cis woman getting beat up for using the woman's bathroom is, in that moment TMA. But she's not always TMA so...).

Soooo... because Saint is labelled a "bad man," transandrophobia becomes a really convenient scapegoat to try and push trans men from another word they can use to describe their unique situation in life.

But really, they don't want men to have language to speak about the things that hurt them.

Because in their minds men always have privilege... because they think every man is white, able-bodied, neurotypical, financially well-off and/or stable, passes perfectly, and never ends up in a situation where they must either out themselves and/or be forced off their HRT for some reason.

They think the pushback they are receiving is coming from above them (because we're men, so we're automatically above women), but it's not. It's a lateral push because at the end of the day... the world sees us as they do trans women. They don't see woman or man or person. They see trans.

And it's upsetting honestly that they don't understand that.

#transandrophobia

[stardustedknuckles]

I'm not someone who loves the American South. I grew up there, 20 years and four houses between Alabama and Georgia. It's hot, it's humid, I almost died from a blood infection from poison ivy, and I was never quite from around here. Kids and adults were friendly to me but not really friends. You had to be from that town same as the other nine tenths of your school to be "one of them," and if you couldn't swing that you could probably get in with a Carhartt, a practiced accent, and a good grip on how to fit in the gender binary. I never had a chance, and that was true long before I realized I didn't want one.

I'm no lover of the South, so listen to me when I tell you: I am so fucking tired of any complaint a queer person makes in a rural area being met with "just move." I don't even mean the money issues that y'all one hundred percent overlook when you say that shit, either.

See, I didn't grow up loving or being loved by the South but I damn sure grew up around so many people that called it home in every sense. Loudly. Dyed in the wool southerners of all colors in homes going back generations. Tobacco-chewing, tractor-pulling, camo-hat-in-the-microwave unashamed rednecks who loved the only life and community they'd ever known - and were gay. Or lesbian. Or trans, or maybe they just kinda lived here and didn't fuss too much about the specifics of gender or who they liked. I watched the parents of those people make their queerness about them. I watched kids get put up in front of their churches to confess their sins and let the congregation pray over them. I saw a lot of people get hurt. Who would've had every right to get far away from these people, and who didn't. Because this was their home and fuck you, they were as much a part of it as anyone else. A lot of them did leave, out of the ones that could. But the point is they never should've had to. The answer for a lot of folks to "the place where I'm from is broken in a lot of ways" is not "then leave" and never has been.

A lot of them stayed and risked jobs and lifelong community for the chance to make a little bit of a difference for the next kids. The town I lived in for 17 years, my hometown whether I like it or not, had their first pride the year before I left. I went, and I watched the trucks drive by and the hooting and hollering and wondered which one of those trucks might throw something flammable and get applauded for it. Nothing happened. Most of the shouts were supportive, though I can't speak to the sincerity of them all. Didn't matter. That event only happened because of the queers that dug in to that red clay and said, "we can do better than this." Everyone who left had every right and reason, but the South owes so much to the ones that stayed. Whether they chose to or they just couldn't get out, every one of them made their home just a little safer for the next kids.

When people lament the state of where they grew up, when they grieve for losing relationships with their bigoted neighbors and their pastors and the people they knew from daycare to graduation, when they keep their queerness to themselves and hope for a better day - you don't get to tell them to "just move." That's not the gotcha you think it is, and if you handed all of them ten thousand dollars to get out and move to a city, you would be staggered by how many would turn around and put it towards healing the place they came from instead.

"If you don't like it, leave" goes both ways. And we've been the only ones told to do that for far too long. Long live the rural queers looking around at their homes and getting their hands dirty doing the work to make it a place the bigots who can't get their shit together want to leave for once. After all, it's that simple right? Just leave!

#Don't @ me I don't know what this is #Probably pretentious and whatever other synonym you can think of #This doesn't even get into the accessibility issues #I'm queer and autistic and I should have the option of a quiet country life where I don't fear for my safety for being either #'oh just leave your little quiet town and go to a brand new place that never sleeps with no privacy' #No and fuck you #Dax has thoughts #I don't think I'm southern but by god I want better for those who proudly are #Someone's gonna ask so I'll just tell you here #Southern folks like their hat bills bent a certain way and some rubber bands and few seconds in a microwave would do a new hat quick #I also knew a kid that involved his tractor somehow in the bending of his hat

[orion-is-dreaming-about-frogs]

I have to stop reacting to radfems, but it’s genuinely concerning how many of them there are.

They’re like cockroaches. They’re everywhere, hard to ignore, and super fucking scary. Not to mention disgusting.

I can take being called slurs, but I just can’t stand it when it’s another person who is part of my own community trying to tell me I deserve nothing. That I’m trash.

They harass me and tell me my own damn sister is secretly a rapist.

My sister. The one who had an all-lesbian friend group in highschool. The one who put a rapist in the hospital because she split his lip open. That one. The one who loves women dearly and not because she’s sexualizing them or treating them like objects. Yeah, apparently she’s a rapist. My own fucking sister.

I’ve talked to radfems before and a lot of them are assault victims. It’s like a cult for abuse victims. They’re traumatized, so they inflict pain on everyone else. That being said, it doesn’t excuse their behavior. I know people who are victims who haven’t resorted to relentless bigotry and extremist ideology.

It worries me because this is a group of people who have been hurt that sincerely believe the only way to fix that is by erasing trans people. Because they think we’re the predators.

The really bad ones even think that the way to fix society is by killing all men, because men are incapable of feeling love or compassion.

Radfems spread rape culture. They’re relentlessly transphobic. They believe in the worst of humanity. It’s so disturbing to speak to them. I am sick and tired of getting dms from these people telling me I’m worthless. This is hate speech. This is bigotry. It has to stop.

Radfems are not feminists, they’re fucking terrorists.

#tw radfem #tw terf #tw assault #punch your local radfem #I bite #transgender #nonbinary #ftm #mtf #trans pride #trans masc #trans issues #transphobia #lgbtq #lgbt #queer #fuck terfs #anti radfem #anti terf #social justice #trendercore

[softbunnyboo]

I'm at work right now but the other day was shot day and I'm horny so fantasy time. I see a lot of post about glory holes where your lower half is out for people to fuck you and stuff but I want to make it comfy!

"Hello welcome to The Den, how may I help you?" The lady at the front desk asked.

"Its my first day working and I can't remember how to get back to the stalls. Could you show me the way?" I asked shifting from foot to foot.

"Oh of course hunny, just tell what your stall number is and I can guide you." She said kindly.

"Um its 38." I told her.

And with that she led me through the halls of the building. People were in various states of undress, some people making their way to the showers to clean up and others like me on their way to their stalls.

"Okay this is the side that you'll get in and get out. We have an attendant on the other side of the wall to help get your legs in the stirrups once you're settled. Now remember you can keep your top half clothed if you like and you can wear thigh highs if you have them but we don't recommend it incase a patron rips them on accident." The lady explained as I crawled into the big roomy box.

I'm glad I spent the extra time decking out my stall when I was in orientation. I put a few faux fur blankets on the bottom which could be heated if I chose and strung blue fairy lights on the top of the box.

I took my pants off, folding them and setting them aside. I left my bunny themed thigh highs on despite the warning. Then I took my fuzzy blanket from my bag and put it over the top half of me.

Once I was ready I stuck my bottom half through the hole. Someone on the other side gently guided my feet into the stirrups and locked them into place.

"Alright remember your call lights if you need them and we'll be doing checks every hour to see if you need to use the bathroom or if you need to stop and eat." The lady reminded me.

"Mm I feel like I could fall asleep like this." I giggled as I cuddled down into my bedding.

The lady let out a laugh, "Oh you won't be sleeping for long sweetie."

With that she left and closed the door to the stall. For a while I let my mind wander about the people who would be coming to fuck me. I had wrote down on my application that I was okay with any gender, but that I wasn't okay with straight men or lesbians due to the fact that I'm a trans man and it was just better to avoid any confusion or dysphoria that way.

It was probably another ten minutes when I felt a large hand on my ankle. I jumped at the sudden but gentle touch and whoever it was let out a raspy chuckle.

"You're pretty cute from the waist down aren't you bunny boy?" The man complimented as he ran his hands from my ankles to the tops of my thighs.

I couldn't help the little wiggle at hearing "bunny boy" I always loved being called that.

At my little butt wiggle the man chuckled again before touching my boycunt.

"Mm, gonna have to get you wet first bunny. Alpha here is a big man." He cooed in his deep voice as he stroked my dick.

I let out a soft moan as he touched and played with me. I started to get wet and hot so I bucked my hips, hoping he'd give me at least a finger.

"Yeah that feels nice don't it? Don't worry I'll give your little pussy something to clench down on." Alpha promised and sunk a finger into me.

"Ahh!" I gasped. It was one thing to feel his hands on me it was another to have them in me.

"Good little bunny. Alpha is gonna have fun playing with you." He groaned as he stroked my insides.

I whined as another finger entered me. This guy was the embodiment of my size kink and I knew he'd ruin me for any other cock.

This went on for a few more minutes until I had four large and long fingers pushing in my pussy.

"Please, need it now." I begged as Alpha fingered me.

"Shh little bunny. I think you're ready now." Alpha responded.

He slid his fingers out with a slick noise and took his other hand off my hip. I heard the sound of a zipper and I wiggled, my pussy clenching around nothing making me whine.

"You're so small bunny." Alpha purred as he set his dick on top of me. His balls rested against my pussy and the tip of his cock was right beneath my bellybutton.

"Please." I whimpered, I wanted that monster thing inside me.

"Be good little bunny." Alpha chided.

He put the tip against my opening and I let out a little purr, happy that I was finally gonna get what I wanted.

Alpha pushed inside and I almost wailed. My back arched and I clawed my blanket nest below me.

"Easy bunny. Alpha still hasn't gotten all the way in." He grunted, as he continued to push.

"Too big." I sobbed. This guy had to be the largest thing I've taken.

The man stopped at that causing me to whine.

"Do you want me to stop?" Alpha asked seriously.

"Noo! J-just so-so big!" I whimpered.

At this, Alpha growled and plunged the rest of the way in.

"Oh sweetheart, you're a size queen aren't you? Gettin' all hot and whiny for some big cock." He rumbled as he slowly pulled out.

"Hhnn! Alpha!" I panted. I could only focus on the feeling of his cock inside me.

I felt my eyes start to tear up with how amazing I felt. I sniffled and moaned in turns.

"Yeah that's right bunny, cry on Alpha's cock while I split your tiny pussy in two hunny." Alpha panted as he started to thrust harder.

My eyes rolled thinking of how hard my dick was and how bruised my cervix was gonna be at the end of this.

I wiggled as the man pounded my pussy, wanting him to stroke my dick as he did.

"Oh does bunny want me to play with his little cock while I pound his little cunny?" Alpha cooed, voice sickly sweet.

"Pleaase Alpha? Touch me?" I asked around a sob.

"Such a good bunny baby." Alpha praised and started touching my cock.

"Haa! Aaahhh! Close!" I cried, the tension in my tummy rising.

"Hold it bunny. Alpha's not ready to knot you yet." The man growled.

At this I moaned and clenched down, trying to hold my orgasm at bay. I knew in reality that this god like man didnt really have a knot on his cock but if he did I would worship it.

Alpha hissed and his hips stuttered in their rhythm.

"You cum with me or not at all little bunny. You hear me?" Alpha bit out.

"Yes!" I wailed, twisting my body as much as I could, feeling so overwhelmed.

A few more agonizing thrusts and a constant string of growls from the man inside, had me on the edge of loosing my mind.

"Cum." Alpha ordered.

Mind, body, and soul, I was helpless to do anything other than obey.

I let out a very loud screaming moan as I came and squirted on the man's cock.

Alpha made sound that hold me he was biting his fist so as not to shout.

His dick flooded my insides with sticky hot cum and I let out a gurgling sound as my body twitched with aftershocks.

The man panted for a minute before slowly pulling out of me, some weak sound leaving my mouth as he did.

"Thank you little bunny." The man said sincerely.

"You're welcome." I answered feeling tired.

I heard the man tuck himself back into his pants and zip them up. I hummed andjust let my body relax after the pounding it just went through.

#minors dni #ftm transguy #bunny sub #ftm nsft #ftm sub #tw a/b/o

[rexuality]

God so yesterday was a LOT. I'm so sore and tired and happy 😩

Ava and I went on our cute antique date.. it was the first solo date we've had since we first met. I loved watching her pick up things I'd never spare a second glance at, how excited she got over spindles and old sewing machines. We found a secluded bookshelf and hid behind it to makeout a little... it was hard to keep my hands off her. She's so lovely 🥺

After that we went back to my place and we had sex for the first time by ourselves. It's so different with her. I feel so present when I'm with her and I feel seen too. I have always had this fear that women will only ever want me to relieve their desire to have sex with a woman, they don't really care that it's me. My past experiences have been mostly good, but I've never really felt wanted, not in the way that men have wanted me.

I do not feel this fear or insecurity with Ava. Everything feels so natural and sincere. I am thrilled every time I get to see her and I feel that in return.

Sappy stuff aside, fuck it was hot. I got to use a strap for the first time and I loved it. Watching her reactions go such a long way for me. I'm very happy to do whatever it takes to please her.

We also took a bath together after and watched that lesbian movie while in the tub. It's that Below Her Mouth movie which is basically like... just porn 🤣 I just wanted an excuse to keep holding and touching her and she was happy to oblige.

Then Kai came home and like... it was just an all day fuck session. We took a break to eat dinner and watch an episode of Star Trek (that one where everyone has that horny virus, appropriately 🤣) but christ I've never fucked so much in my life. I am SORE and EXHAUSTED. Y'all weren't kidding, being a top uses muscles I am not used to working 😓

10/10 would do all over again

#our starling darling #😳

[inevitablemoment]

Incorrect Frighteners Quotes (mostly Frank/Lucy)

Frank: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Lucy: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Frank: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Lucy: Is it working?

—

Frank: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

Lucy: That's great, Frank. Especially considering the fact we've been married for twenty-five years.

—

Frank: Hey, Luce, what are your favorite flowers?

Lucy: Forget-me-nots, why?

Frank:

Lucy: Were you going to get me flowers?

Frank:

Lucy:

Frank: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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Frank: *seductively takes off the reading glasses I absolutely headcanon that he owns*

Frank: Wow...

Lucy: *blushes* Haha... what?

Frank: You're really fucking blurry.

— 

Lucy: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.

Frank: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*

Lucy: That one. I want that one.

— 

Frank: Luce, I wasn’t even hurt that badly. After all, you said that my bleeding was internal. That’s were the blood’s supposed to be!

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Cyrus, after he died: If you get killed, what happens to all your debt? LOOPHOLE!

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Frank: I need you to be scary Judge.

Judge: Oh, I Love being scary Judge! He always says what regular Judge is thinkin’.

“Scary” Judge: THIS IS TAKIN' TOO LONG!! I’M GONNA MISS THE FARMER’S MARKET!

— 

Lucy: If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything.

Ray: If I were to follow that rule, then I’d have to stop talking all together.

Lucy: Yeah…that’s the idea.

— 

Frank: You know you don’t have to sign your texts.

Dr. Kamins: Dear Frank, suggestion noted. Sincerely, Dr. Henry Kamins.

— 

Frank: I love saying ‘my wife’ it sounds so adult. *points at Lucy* That’s my wife.

— 

Lucy: You could pour soup in my lap and I’d apologize to you.

— 

Creepy resident: Would you say my chin beard is working?

Anthea: It’s working in terms of keeping me a lesbian.

— 

Frank: I do not *gaze* at Lucy...

Cyrus and Stuart, internally: C’mon, man...

— 

Debra in Heaven: You think I enjoy being mother hen to you two?

Cyrus and Stuart: ...

Debra: Okay fine, it’s like crack to me.

— 

Anthea: Give me back my phone!

Creepy resident: It’s mine.

Anthea: Oh, really? Does yours have a picture of Molly in the background?

Creepy resident: ... Yes?

Anthea: Ha! Trick question! Mine’s got Cybill Shepherd, see?

— 

Frank: You know what I want to do to you tonight?

Lucy: What?

Frank: *leans in to whisper*

Frank:

Lucy: You didn’t say anything.

Frank: I know. I was going to say something really kinky, but then I got embarrassed. 

— 

*when Stuart and Cyrus first came to Frank’s house*

Stuart: Why is there a pancake in the silverware drawer?

Frank: You mean "why is there silverware in the pancake drawer?"

#Incorrect Quotes #The Frighteners #Frank Bannister #Lucy Lynskey #Cyrus Parks #The Judge #Ray Lynskey #Henry Kamins #Dr. Kamins #Anthea Ludke #Stuart Harper #Debra Bannister #Molly Jude #Frank x Lucy #Frank Bannister x Lucy Lynskey #Michael J. Fox #Trini Alvarado #Chi McBride #John Astin #Peter Dobson #Ken Blackburn #Winona Ryder #Jim Fyfe #Angela Bloomfield #Emilie de Ravin #Lunnister #OTP: Alters Your Perception

[songsfortimeandspace]

honestly my perspective as someone who does really like the new hozier song and has complained abt the way some fans reacted to it is that my (and a lot of other fans') problem isn't that people don't like it, but the way some people expressed that or their reasoning for it. it's fine to be like "i like this musician but this song isn't really my thing" but I've seen a lot of people complaining that this song doesn't fit this v specific image of hozier as this bog man faerie spirit guy a lot of his fans project onto him, which is completely disconnected from his actual music and the way he acts, the guy has songs where he talks abt talking Molly and listens to flo milli and Megan thee stallion, he's not fae he's just irish. it's perfectly fine to not like a song your fave released but complaining that it doesn't fit the v specific image you projected onto him and that he's "turning into ed sheeran" or whatever just cause he's featured on one edm track is kind of obnoxious, esp when a lot of people on tik tok are using the snippet they put out to be like "time to decanonize our lesbian Saint" or "go back to the woods and hybernate until you find something else" and that shit. I've also seen some people saying people don't like this new track cause they're too pretentious which I also think is just bad behaviour and annoying but overall I think a lot of us are just tired of that specific "bog man cottagecore sad girl autumn forest creature" side of the fanbase and are kinda enjoying seeing him release something that breaks that. all that to say that like. it's just a song. some of us like it and some of us don't and both are fine, but there's def people on both side who are reacting to this in really shitty ways. all the respect in the world to you not liking it, I'm gonna fucking party to hozier edm and I sincerely hope the next track he releases will be something that you will find enjoyable :) this is truly the dumbest discourse but I can't help but find it really fascinating to see the way this constructed versions of celebs we create in our heads affects the way we react to their career moves, be it the people complaining abt how this isn't sad slow "decomposing in the woods" music or people who are so defensive over hozier they think that people who are fans of this indie rock/blues musician not liking an edm track has to be some genre superiority or pretentiousness and not just them having different taste in music. this got way too long I'm so sorry for that I hope you have a good day <3

that's completely valid and I really appreciate this perspective! the nickname of the bog man or whatever has always been... cringy to say the least. my family came to the US from Ireland not long ago so I can say firsthand that it does border on being a bit offensive too.

I'm going to cut this here because my response is also long, oops

with that said, I do think it's... kind of just their own problem, you know what I mean? they dug themselves a hole by pinning a trivial, imaginary image on him, and now it's hindering their ability to enjoy the song. they have no one to blame but themselves for that so I just can't help but feel it's a little silly to frame discourse around the people who are the most unreasonable to talk to about it-- isn't discourse supposed to be a conversation? "oh this is not my magical fairy music therefore I don't like it" doesn't make for good, fulfilling conversation.

also, I've received a number of messages expressing the same sentiment as you, but you're the only person who has been nice about it. in fact, a number of people have accused me of not liking the song for projecting that image onto him when I haven't said anything even close to that. we're at a point now where fans think "I don't like this song" is synonymous with "I project this weird image onto Hozier," or "I don't think artists should be allowed to try new things," which is almost more annoying than the image itself. I noticed this pattern on tiktok too-- the people defending the song/hozier are being needlessly aggressive and mean about it, and I dunno, in my mind that's worse than having a shitty take about a song with no nuance whatsoever. honestly, I kind of find "oh you just don't like it because you romanticize him" to be as lazy of a take as "I want my fae music". (I'm not saying you're doing this, by the way. I responded to your message because you're being reasonable and thoughtful about it. I'm talking more generally about what I've seen fans say)

I don't know if you follow me or if you just found me through this discourse, but in my original post I talked about how this happened with Lorde too-- fans started saying that anyone who didn't like her new album was just mad that she isn't depressed anymore, and I can't stress enough as a professional in the music industry how those statements were worse for Lorde than the ones saying it sounded like Old Navy music. are fans a reflection of the artist? not necessarily. but will those fans turn other people away? yeah, time and time again. also, artists really rely on feedback from their fans. if a lot of fans say it sounds like Old Navy music, as harsh as it may be, it's pretty helpful to the artist and their team as they figure out what to do next. it's not so helpful when people rush to their defense and make sweeping statements like "you just want the artist to be sad". critical conversation about music is important for our own enjoyment and for the artist! (though, this is a bit less relevant with a feature because it’s not hozier’s song-- he only had so much influence on it, you know? but I’m just talking about people’s need to run to an artist’s defense all the time)

So, in short, I do agree with you that both sides are being toxic and ridiculous over a feature that he was most likely contractually obligated to do , but truthfully I think one side is being a bit worse than the other. you seem to agree with that, but we just disagree on which side is doing more harm, and that's fine! I do appreciate you coming here and talking about it civilly, you seem like a very kind person. I'm so happy you enjoy the song and I'm excited for you to party to it! even though I don't personally like it, I do hang out with a lot of EDM fans so I'm sure I'll be doing my fair share of shots to it too! maybe it will grow on me that way. sorry for the TedTalk length post, Jesus Christ I did not mean for it to be this long

#echo speaks #music #hozier

[springbeemaya]

Horizon Forbidden West spoilers! I am writing this post for my one horizon forbidden west mutual and bestie who’s getting tired with people being negative about what directions this game took. Y’all, I get it. Trust me, I was in the star wars fandom when Disney took over. The predictions was something to be alive for but also it was fucking rough. I am not really in the horizon fandom and because of it I barely have seen any predictions of what this game would be after 5 years. I went in blind and now I am gonna write down what I liked about it:

The facial animations are stellar! It is insane how big of a leap they made over the years. Even the side quest interactions are a joy to watch, you can really see the actors bringing their all, rather than dead eyes with overly articulated teeth.

The new tribes are either natural or interesting additions to the nations we already have. The Utaru live in the best location in the world by far and their struggle with the land-gods was a very nice addition to how humans interact with machines. The Tenatkh avoided being the uh-oh stereotypes of barbaric yet honor-bound society and it is a genuinely clever writing choice that their warrior fixation came from being raised on US military propaganda. The Quen is our first window into tribes from beyond the sea and they bash on the monarchy and imperialism (Ceo hehe), when before with Carja it was mostly played straight (we just need a good Sun King).

The space billionaires coming to take over earth was a juicy idea. I liked that we got more human opponents, especially from the time when their fucked over the entire planet. We already knew that someone meddled with HADES in the first game and I am glad they were smug white people with plasma blasters. I wish there were more of them.

Beta is an amazing character! The moment Aloy said “I am the only one who can open the door with Alpha access” I was like “uuuu what if there is another one” and bam, there she is! And then it becomes a sisterly dynamic, discussion about not meeting the godlike standards of Elizabeth, ah! It’s also super fun to hear Ashley Burch acting as Beta, same voice but completely different person.

I love the “gathering friends” arc. I was frustrated that in the first game the focuses are never shared outside of the “important characters” and hfw does exactly the opposite! It becomes less a story about a chosen one and more about the band, the crew, the community. Love that shit. I enjoyed Varl, Erend, and Zo, and loved the lesbian nerd Alva. But the biggest surprise was Kotallo. I love this boy. It’s just so simple. He is a gruff, sad dude who’s also loyal, sincere, and understanding. Now this dude is a friend!

Overall I loved that this game focused a lot more on characters than world mysteries. That was the main strength of the first game but because of that the character dynamics suffered. The main dialogue we have is between Aloy and Sylens, and this dude by design is very difficult to talk to. 

In short: the first game made me care about this new earth, the second made me care about its people.

#hfw #hfw spoilers

[yukipri]

Marco’s Bauble Part 2 - a One Piece Mermaid AU Text Story

Ended up writing a continuation of the first Marco’s bauble post, thank you so much to everyone who commented and inspired me to write more ^ ^

This was posted on my Patreon earlier this week!

Follow up to On Thatch, Marco, & the Whitebeards - Marco’s Bauble #1 , please read this one first ^ ^

Contains Koala x Luffy, Thatch x Luffy, and Marco x Luffy with bg Ace & Sabo, wow is that a combination of ships I never expected to see, but whelp here we are....

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It's during one of Koala's Fishman Karate sessions when That Thing falls out of Luffy's pocket.

At first, Koala thinks she must have imagined it, because why would Luffy have one of those.

But then Luffy drops the stance she's been struggling to hold, concentration shattered, and pounces on the little thing that's trying to roll away from her on the deck.

"Ah, my Mystery Rock!" the mermaid cries, reaffirming that no, Koala didn't imagine it.

Koala stares with dawning horror as Luffy scoops the thing up, rolling the shiny blue bauble between her palms to make sure it hasn't been damaged. She's moving to stick it back into her inner vest pocket when Koala stops her.

"Luffy...where did you get that?"

"Oh this?" Luffy's eyes light up, and she shoves the thing right up and personal in Koala's face.

Koala can see it clearly, the aquamarine glass with shards of multi-faceted crystal and gold flakes embedded in it, with a small, dark core made up of none other than seastone. It's unmistakable.

"Thatch gave it to me!" Luffy continues, and Koala's already moving, spinning on her heel towards the kitchen because she is going to throttle that damn cook--before Luffy adds, "It's not from him though! It's from his friend! The pineapple-bird man!"

Koala freezes, her fury towards Thatch dwindling, but she still feels her heart pounding louder than it should be. She has no idea what a pineapple-bird man is, but the point still stands: a man had given Luffy her "Mystery Rock."

"Luffy," she says, trying to keep her voice light, hoping it isn't cracking with the hysteria she feels inside. "Do you know what that is?"

"It has a sea rock inside!" Luffy says, proud that she's remembered what Ace told her. It's seastone, but close enough, Koala thinks. "It's got glass and stuff on the outside, so I can touch it without getting tired! But it still feels like the sea! It's my magical Mystery Rock!"

Koala nods and smiles, even though she feels her lips strain. "Anything else?"

Luffy blinks. She couldn't be more obvious about pulling a blank, for which Koala is immensely grateful.

Okay, okay. So. Luffy knows what the object is, but probably doesn't know what it means. Which means Koala can relax. For now.

She forces herself to take a deep breath. She shouldn't jump to any conclusions.

"It's a very nice Mystery Rock," Koala smiles sincerely, and it really really is.

Nicer than Luffy's likely aware of.

"How about we take a break for today. Do you want to go show Ace the basic water pulse you can do now?" Koala suggests, and Luffy beams with her whole face and Koala's blinded. It lasts only an instant before Luffy's stretching her arms to grab a rail, slingshotting herself away in the blink of an eye, leaving Koala feeling like a cloud just passed over the sun.

Koala heaves a huge sigh. She's never been more grateful for the lack of Sabo's presence during Fishman Karate sessions, because if Sabo had seen Luffy's "Mystery Rock," and if he had asked Koala to explain its significance...well.

Things would not be pretty.

And despite how objectively beautiful the bauble is, things are already very Not Pretty inside Koala now. She has some words for Thatch's friend.

~~

Thatch's surprised when Koala of all people enters the kitchen (Lil Lesbian No. 2, he'd secretly nicknamed her). He'd just kicked Sanji out with the trays of desserts and beverages they'd made, telling the younger man to go enjoy the sun while Thatch finishes cleaning up and starts prepping for dinner.

Thatch honestly wishes he could be the one to present the sweets to Luffy, but he's also mature enough to let this opportunity go to Sanji. The boy'd practically been twitching with excitement while adding the last loving touches to the parfaits.

It's fine, Thatch is an adult. And by staying in the kitchen, Thatch also gets to prepare and therefore present the enormous steak that'll be part of dinner (and which is Luffy honestly going to be more excited for, a parfait or sea king steak?).

Either way, Thatch's just about finished, and checks his dials one last time before turning to give his visitor his undivided attention.

"So, did the parfaits interrupt your time monopolizing my future fiancee, or...?"

Lil Lesbian No. 2 smiles sweetly, or rather bares her teeth, and doesn't return Thatch's greeting. Rude.

"Thatch, who gave Luffy the seastone trinket?" she demands without prelude. And huh, so that's what they're going to talk about. Thatch blinks. No, he hasn't forgotten about it, and yes, he's still bitter, but he's also a bit alarmed by Koala's intensity. It's just a nice gift...right?

"One of my crew mates," he says cautiously, not seeing any reason to lie. "My friend. Marco."

"Marco the Phoenix, First Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates," Koala mumbles, and Thatch can see her pulling up all the mental files she has on him. Thatch has learned that the young revolutionary has a terrifying mental database of pretty much anyone who's made a name for themselves in any way, and reminds himself to never take his teasing too far, because he does not want to make an enemy of her.

Her blackmail-compiling finished, Koala smiles thinly. "So Thatch, do you know what that bauble is?"

Thatch feels like he's being tested, and whatever he says is going to be wrong. "It's a fancy thing you can buy at Fishman island? Costs a small fortune? The mer ladies always seem super happy get them as gifts? I'm not sure what you're asking here," he shrugs helplessly under her glare. He really doesn't know anything else. Fishman island may be Pops' territory, but he's certainly no expert on their culture beyond studying their cuisine.

"And your friend, does he think the same?"

"I don't know what that bird-brain thinks! If you're going to kill him, go after him, not me," Thatch groans. "Are you going to actually tell me what's wrong, or...?"

Koala seems to debate about something, and Thatch hears Sabo muttered under her breath. She then starts to chuckle, and it's a dark, unpleasant sound. Thatch is more than a little concerned.

"Oh the mer ladies like receiving them alright," she mutters.

She takes a deep breath, like she's hyping herself up for something, and now Thatch is tense too.

"Does your friend know," she says, voice so painfully sweet it's gone bitter, "that he's given Luffy the human equivalent of an engagement ring?"

Thatch stops breathing.

A beat, then,

"THAT BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!"

Ace pops his head into the kitchen. "Anything wrong?"

"NOTHING!" Koala and Thatch scream in unison, and Ace jolts backwards in alarm.

"Alright...then. I'll...be back later?" Ace blinks like a puppy confused as to why he'd just been kicked, but he still shuffles back outside, politely closing the door behind him.

Thatch feels pretty awful about making his little brother slink out of his own ship's kitchen, but holy shit does he not want Ace to hear this right now.

Luffy with an engagement ring.

Ace'd explode, then Merry would burn, and then everyone would drown and that's a very sad ending to their short-lived adventure.

"The fuck," he hisses to Koala, just in case Ace is still lurking outside.

"That's what I want to say to your First Division Commander!" she spits back, and alright, fine, maybe she has every right to be upset. "Who does he think he is, giving Luffy something like that? I haven't even asked her out yet!"

Thatch isn't sure that last part is entirely necessary, and mumbles, "My future fiancee," but Koala steamrolls right over him.

"Did he do it intentionally, or is he just an ignorant human like you?"

Thatch wisely keeps his You're human too comment to himself. "Again, I'm not him, I don't know!"

Thatch thinks Marco doesn't know the weight of the gift he's sent. At least, he hopes so. No one on the Moby Dick believes Thatch because they think Marco's always a stuffy mother hen, but Thatch knows Marco can play some pretty nasty pranks when he wants to. But Marco wouldn't pull something like this, it doesn't feel in character for him. He can be a pain in Thatch's ass, but he wouldn't drag in Ace's little brother who he hasn't even met yet. But then again, it also feels weird for Marco to not have looked up the significance of something he spent his own money on. It's all very strange and confusing.

Even so, Thatch is with Koala this time, and is totally okay throwing his older brother under the ship so to speak, because the bastard hasn't even met Luffy, and there's no way he'll support this "engagement," or whatever the hell this is.

"You know," Koala says, far too pleasantly for the mood. "Sabo's going to kill him when he finds out."

Thatch shrugs, he has no intention of helping his friend. "Eh, Marco can handle it, he's strong."

"No, you don't understand," Koala insists, and oh there's that sadism back in her expression. "Ever heard of the Fort Gray incident? That was all Sabo. And Sabo's going to murder your friend."

Thatch has heard of that, few on the Grand Line haven't. And...oh. Maybe Chief of Staff is actually a pretty terrifying title after all. "Marco's fine, he's strong?" he repeats, a little less confident.

Koala snorts, and spitefully grabs a handful of the caramelized pecans on the countertop and shovels them in her face as Thatch squawks protest. He was going to use those!

"I can't wait till Ace hears, because then there'll be two of them," she cronches as Thatch sadly rummages in the cabinets for more pecans. "So now the question is, do we warn your friend or not?"

Thatch isn't feeling particularly charitable, but he also feels betrayed and wants to know what Marco was thinking. The next time one of those damn birds comes, he thinks. He has some questions to ask the Phoenix.

~~

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The incident refers to the mission in Sabo's flashback in the anime expanded content at the end of Dressrosa. I dun think it actually had a name/location (could be wrong), so made it up and yes my naming sense is creative I know LMAO.

The beginning might feel choppy bc there was a big Koala x Lu part at the beginning that I chopped off bc it felt too irrelevant to the topic. Might clean that up for a separate post tho ^ ^;

As always, comments/reblogs/tags always immensely appreciated! <3

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[sayitwityachest]

i actually like my prof despite her weird contradictions with feminism- she's a fun person and seems super heartfelt. That being said she is obviously biphobic. The fun thing about being bisexual is biphobia can be soooo easy to not notice bc so much of it the silence (uhem, invisibility) UNTIL bisexuality comes up. This is a class on feminism in the 60-80s, so of course bisexuality is not mentioned much (doesn't mean I'm not gonna talk about it a bunch in my own class discussions and analyses). The prof is eager to explain and apologize (and apologize and apologize and...) about how western feminist theory has been framed around white feminists and women, and that's how she learned it. And although she only really focuses on Black women and the ways they've been left out and screwed over, basically only paying lip service to other groups of non-white women, it does feel sincere (def clumsy tho). So, when we talk about political lesbianism and I bring up how it seems highly likely that the majority of political "lesbians" were bi women- and this was the first real mention of bisexuality during the semester- and this comment is greeted with soooo much enthusiasm, so much curiosity on the topic from other students- the prof is overwhelmed. Being a lesbian herself, she speaks so much on Lesbian Feminism- which is very interesting to learn about the history of btw some wild stuff forreal lol- and we talk about the sexual dynamics between men and women (in the context of heterosexual sex and relationships), but why did a student have to be the one who brought up bisexual women? You are teaching a theory class, teaching Simone de Beauvoir, but when one of these young women asks you so earnestly if there are any noteworthy bisexual feminists (as in theorists) you have to fucking google it and read a list that includes fucking lady gaga? Are you serious? Okay that's fine because i can talk about it, and i certainly did, and after she admitted in a somewhat sheepish manner "uh sorry- I don't know much about bisexuals." Why is it that I, a 21-year-old bisexual woman, was reading theory by lesbians and straight women before i even took this class, but you, a 55-year-old feminist scholar, can't be fucking bothered to know jack shit about bisexual women? Why is it that when you talk about your 200-level class (this is freshmen and sophomores- 18/19 y/o's) and your frustration towards their lack of understanding towards old school feminism you felt the NEED to say, " and you know... they're all ~bisexual~..." and never fucking elaborated on that. What the hell was I supposed to get out of that? What were you trying to communicate? Genuinely, besties, I don't know- I'm not even trying to be like "she's saying bisexuals are dumb" there are just so many fucking different reasons for her thinking that was a noteworthy thing to say that I might actually understand- not agree with, but understand, yes- that the fact that she thought it appropriate to say that and just leave it hanging like it was an explanation in itself makes me so angry. Who the fuck else gets treated like this? "And you know... they're all ~lesbians~/they're all ~straight women~" ????? that's not an acceptable thing to say in our social setting at all. Especially in terms of feminism. I know damn well there is AT LEAST one other bisexual girl in that class, and honestly, judging by the response to my comment on political lesbianism, probably a few more. But yep, let's mock bisexuals for being interested in feminism, for making up the majority of your intro to feminism class, let's fucking fumble through all discussions of bisexuality with "oh gees uh wow I never thought about it oopsies" like that's a legit excuse as a supposed expert on women. I'm tired.

#western libfem manifesto #it's the constant disrespect that i am just supposed to ignore #and dont get me wrong #i DO like her #her teaching methods frustrate me a bit along with how she frequently contradicts herself... #that that's becoming understandable to me very quick #also something for an entirely different rant post lmaooo #but no it's that little comment in a sea of silence that speaks so much #and it doesnt actually affect ME besides pissing me off #but it makes me very angry and protective on behalf of the other bi girls in that classroom who are being sent that message #that message specifically from their feminist professor #someone they should be able to look up to and respect not only as an authority on the subject #but as a woman in general #it's just wrong #rant #bisexy tag

[keyofjetwolf]

Hi would you like some rage about She-Ra season 5?

If the answer is no, please don’t click below. For real. Really for real. I’m not looking to piss in anyone’s Cheerios. I think if you were satisfied (or better!) with the show, that’s fantastic and I envy you. As I have always said, love what you love. My opinion is mine and means precisely nothing beyond that. If you think you may be even a little bummed reading about how someone didn’t like it, skip this post and go on with your day, I promise you’re not missing anything worthwhile.

IN A SIMILAR VEIN: If -- before, during, or after reading -- you feel inclined to argue with me, I am begging you to please not. I cannot begin to tell you how much I don’t want to be argued with on this right now. I’m still extremely disappointed and cranky, and I’m not much in the mood to have a measured, reasoned debate about my feelings. Much as my opinion has no bearing on you, your opinion has no bearing on me, and as I’m giving you the option to opt out, I’d appreciate the same courtesy. If you want to write your own post on your own blog, go nuts! Just please leave me out of it. I PREFER TO BE CRANKY AT TELEVISION SHOWS THAN PEOPLE.

The rest of you, come on down. I don’t promise coherency, but I DO promise a lot of stuff said in all-caps!

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Hello! Thank you for joining me! We watched the remaining few episodes of She-Ra last night! I hated them! Yaaay!

What did I hate? OH HO HO MANY THINGS FRIENDS MANY THINGS. It’s not just stuff from the final couple of episodes either, I want to clarify. It’s the entire final season, settling on last few episodes like the freshly fallen snow on your front lawn that some frat boys decide to pee their names into. By the time we’d gotten to these last episodes, there was really nothing left for me but confirmation of all the shit I’d come to hate. SO THANKS I GUESS FOR PROVING ME RIGHT

Which isn’t to say there was nothing to enjoy in the final episodes! There was!

5. She-Ra’s Triceps. GET BUFF GIRL. I LOVE how Adora and She-Ra look similar, but very much not identical. Adora’s no slouch when it comes to physical stuff, but they go the extra mile to show us how She-Ra is that much more. HOW RARELY DO YOU GET TO SEE A WOMAN WITH MUSCLES. I’ve been nothing but impressed by the ways the show drew the line between Adora and She-Ra, and however I felt about its handling of other elements, it didn’t let me down here.

4. Sometimes A Family Is A Twink, A Lizard, And Their Imp Baby. I don’t have further commentary on this, and I need none.

3. Welcome Home, Daddy. THIS WAS SO SPECTACULAR. Glimmer had, I would argue, the most realized arc in the story. It was so gratifying to see this as a culmination, not just of her own struggle with her magical power and ability to harness it, but her willingness to do what needs doing, however personally difficult. That was a stumbling point Angelica could never overcome, continually trying to micromanage and protect Glimmer rather than trusting her and recognizing her for the asset she was. Also though, more succinctly: YESSSS BITCH

2. A Shanty! THIS WHOLE SCENE WAS PERFECT NO NOTES. Just the right blend of silly and sincere, a genuine delight as even brainwashed Mermista had had enough of Sea Hawk’s shit, AND so much more clever than it seemed at first glance. THIS IS THE ONLY VALID HETEROSEXUAL RELATIONSHIP IN SHE-RA I AM NOT TAKING QUESTIONS AT THIS TIME

1. Shadow Weaver. SHADOW FUCKING WEAVER. What a complicated, fascinating character, bar none the most interesting in the entire series. I do think they pulled their punch right at the very end with her, but I AM capable of remembering I’m watching a kid’s show, so I can only get so disappointed about it. Mostly, she remained a beautifully morally complex character, and she was one of my greatest personal delights from beginning to end*.

(*) Boy did this show have one single solution for mommy issues though.

THAT WAS ABOUT IT. So let’s get to why we’re all really here, and that is MY SCREAMING OH MY GOD WHERE DO I BEGIN

Nah, I know exactly where to begin.

GLIMMER AND BO JESUS MCTRISKET I AM GOING TO EXPLODE AND SHOWER THE UNIVERSE IN THE SHRAPNEL OF MY HATE

WHY IS THIS HAPPENING

WHERE DID IT COME FROM

HOW CAN I SHOVE IT BACK IN THE HATEFUL SPEWHOLE THAT SIRED THIS BULLSHIT

WHY WHY IS THIS HERE WHY IS THIS IN MY FACE WHERE MY EYES HAVE TO SEE IT FUCK ME SIDEWAYS THIS IS THE MOST UNNECESSARY SHOEHORNED IN HET ROMANCE FUCK A DOODLE NONSENSE I HAVE EVER HAD THE MISFORTUNE TO BEAR WITNESS WHAT IS IT DOING IN THIS OTHERWISE EXPONENTIALLY GAY CARTOON

WERE YOU PANDERING TO THE STRAIGHTS

WHY ARE YOU PANDERING TO THE STRAIGHTS I ASSURE YOU WE ARE COVERED BOTH HISTORICALLY AND FICTIONALLY

ALSO NEED I REMIND YOU THAT YOU HAVE ALREADY ACHIEVED HETEROSEXUAL PERFECTION

NO MERMISTA NO WE ARE NOT ALL JUST LIKE OKAY WITH THIS

Oh my FUCKSTICKS, I could’ve rolled with so much more that angers/disappoints me about She-Ra’s ending if every single thing I feared about this hadn’t proved true.

AND. IT. WAS. SO. UNNECESSARY.

What exactly did pairing off Glimmer and Bo do for the story? For their characters? THIS IS THE PART THAT’S STABBING ME IN THE DELICATE WEBBING OF MY TOES. Because -- COME WITH ME A MOMENT SWEET ANGELS -- because I was under the impression that, oohhhh, I dunno, FRIENDSHIP WAS A HUGE FUCKING IMPORTANT PART OF THIS PASTEL HELLSCAPE

Is it, She-Ra? IS IT REALLY???? When not one but BOTH of your childhood friendship pairings end in romance? When you close out your five seasons with romantic relationships so painfully and specifically sown across the character landscape like an overzealous gardener turned loose on the world?

You know what you have at the end? DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID

THIS ISN’T A BEST FRIENDS SQUAD IT’S A DOUBLE DATE THAT NEVER MERCIFULLY ENDS

And again I ask, Why?? What was it about Glimmer and Bo’s relationship that needed them to become romantic? What was LACKING that this was the solution?

THIS IS WHAT MAKES ME LOSE MY GODDAMN SHITTING MIND I AM SO FUCKING DONE WITH THIS INSIPID MYOPIC TRASHBAG OF A CONCEPT

I believed She-Ra’s entire premise about friendship, I believed it wholeheartedly, and I’m so PISSED that at the close of day, narratively, it swept it all the bin. AND YES, YES IT DID, otherwise, WHY IS IT THERE. It serves no story-based need, it serves no character-based need, it has no NEED at all. So is it meant to be a “reward” to Bo and Glimmer for winning the war, as if their lifelong friendship were not reward enough? Is it meant to show they’ve walked through the flames and emerged with stronger, deeper bonds, because of course a relationship can only go SO deep without fucking. There’s no avenue to Romantic Relationship that doesn’t simultaneously point to something lacking in Platonic Relationship, AND I AM FURY PERSONIFIED

I am so tired of this. I’m SO TIRED of this.

And it didn’t need to be there. They didn’t even TRY to give us a good reason. That may be the part that makes me the angriest. Of COURSE they hook up romantically, of COURSE their platonic love would grow into “more”.

Fuck YOU, She-Ra. I thought you were better than that. YOU WERE SO CLOSE TO BETTER THAN THAT

THEN THERE WAS CATRA

I get it, I guess. I mean, I think it’s shittily written, but I GUESS. Honestly, end of day, I just don’t care about Catra enough to really get too angry about it, particularly when as I’m so fucking incendiary over something much more important to me. But it’s also the show’s greatest creative failure, and even if I HADN’T gotten angrier at other choices, it would’ve still cut its own legs out from under it.

Catra’s “redemption” was weak and sad and did a disservice to her and everyone involved. She started self-centered and shitty, and she ended just as self-centered and shitty, only we’re fine with that now. She learned nothing and changed nothing, but also nobody ever demanded it of her, so I can only lay so much at the character’s feet. The problem is ultimately creative, where I think Noelle Stevenson got lost in her own love of the character, and somewhere along the way forgot that if you take them out that far, you have to be willing to walk them the long road back. Compare to poor Glimmer, for fuck’s sake, whose greatest sin was being desperate enough to be manipulated by the character whose entire fucking DEAL is being THE manipulator. How much shit did she get for that? How long was she punished? Meanwhile Catra becomes THE Big Bad for a while, nearly unravels all of reality in a fit of supreme lesbian angst and self-pity, directly leads to the death of the planet’s ruling monarch who also happens to be GLITTER’S MUM and DIRECT FRIEND TO THE SHOW’S HEROES, but that’s fine, you did one sorta good thing one time and even though it was also wrapped in a thick film of self-pity and a final fuck-you at Adora, all is forgiven!

Speaking of, Adora suffers just as much from stunted growth. From the beginning, her thing was control, unable to free herself from the responsibility of everything and everyone. What did we have at the end? Adora as the only one who could save everything and everyone. Yeah, they kept asking what it was SHE wanted, BUT THEN SHE NEVER ACTUALLY GOT TO CHOOSE. NOT activating the failsafe wasn’t an option for her, and while she wound up not having to die to do it, even that wasn’t her choice in the end, it was Catra’s. (Don’t even get me started on her nth hour “You love me?” fuckery when it wasn’t once for one single second shown to be a question of such life-turning importance.)

All of which could be interesting! That Catra and Adora went through all this, came so far to wind up right where they started? AWESOME. LOVE IT. FUND IT. But really all that happens is nobody minds now that Catra’s a self-involved little shit and tee-hee another Best Friends Squad Mission being bullrushed by Adora within five minutes of ending the last one isn’t that funny?

I can’t even dig much enjoyment out of Adora and Catra as a trope subversion (if one of them was a male, their romantic involvement wouldn’t have even been a QUESTION), because the show lost its fucking mind with romantically pairing everybody off in the final five minutes. WHICH BRINGS ME RIGHT BACK TO MY PREVIOUS SCREAMING SO I’LL STOP THERE.

There was other stuff, of course. I think it was a TERRIBLE decision to spend the last season with the focus split between the two groups of rebels, and writing half the cast into brainwashing. I think the Nettossa and Spinnerella stuff was wasted and lacked any punch at all because the show for some reason or another couldn’t be bothered to let us spend any time with them to care. The waste of Scorpia and Mermista especially (to people named Jet Wolf who are me) was fucking CRIMINAL. Speaking of Scorpia, wouldn’t her showdown with Bo have been so much more poignant if they’d had really any kind of interaction before that moment to build from? (Sure, it’s Scorpia, so if you’re going to sell the lack of context with anyone it’s her, BUT ALSO.) Hey, remember Huntara? No? NEITHER DID THE SHOW.

All my details aside though, MY MANY MANY MANY DETAILS, what kills/rages me most about She-Ra was how so much potential from the first four seasons was just flushed away. Whether it was the creative team shooting itself in the foot or corporate pressure and rushing from Netflix, I don’t know. I don’t CARE. This is the show I was given, so this is the show I have, and that kind of fall after that kind of potential doesn’t just irritate me, it makes me SAD. I wouldn’t be this disappointed if I didn’t think it could have been -- WAS -- so much more.

Time will tell if I can separate out the final season from how much I loved those that came before it. I like to hope so, because I did love it intensely and loved whenever I got the chance to really dig in and talk about it.

WHATEVER ELSE I SUPPOSE I WILL ALWAYS HAVE THIS

Again please remember that I am not at present looking to argue or debate my feelings and opinions. I get to just be angry and disappointed, as a treat!

#jet wolf watches she ra #a novel by jet wolf #ANYWAY THAT'S ENOUGH ENERGY SPENT ON THIS CHILD'S CARTOON FOR ONE 24 HOUR PERIOD