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bayfuzzball7050 · 3 months

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INTRODUCTION POST AND RULES 🔥🔥🦾🦾🦾🦈🦈

More under the cut :P

Hello bitches, bros and non binary hoes 🦾🦾 The name’s Andrés or Diego. Call me whatever ya want, idc

I’m a Trans Guy, he / him and if you don’t know me a they / them it’s ok I don’t mind that much. NO SHE HER IMMA BEAT UR ASS

☆ neurodivergent

☆ Artist

☆ Art requests are open!! I draw anything but nsfw/kinks and proship stuff

☆ Writer (no fanfic here tho)

☆ don’t ask for pics you ain’t getting em

☆ if I use emojis, be aware that most of the time it’s ironic

☆ i LOVE spammers, spam likes, reblogs, whatever as much as you like :3 (if ya want to like no pressure)

BY THE WAY!!

☆ if I reblog a proship artist/art accidentally please forgive me :( I usually don’t check blogs before reblogging so it’s my bad if anything :((

So, I think imma make(try) a dni list but it’s just basic dni criteria, it’s ultimately useless cuz like I can’t force ya and im not your dad plus I’m too lazy to look through every blog that reblogs or likes (I still hate you with every fiber of my being)

SHIT THAT GETS YA BLOCKED ‼️‼️

☆ Proshippers, Comshippers, anti-anti’s and profiction mfs

Why, you may ask? Horrible past experiences with these mofos and *other* bad experiences that ain’t really related to ‘em but remind me of so like if ur a proshipper just block me and move on I don’t want y’all around. Not rlly into the discourse and prolly never gonna post abt it but yeah

☆ On a similar note, I HATE LOL1C0NS AND SHOTAC0NS KYS…NOWW

☆ ON ANOTHER SIMILAR NOTE! even if I do hate proshippers, autoshippers/selfshippers are cool like hell yeah you go marry your blorbo 🔥🔥🔥

☆ Transphobes / TERFS

I think the whole ‘Im trans’ shit explains it well enough 💀

☆ Misandrists and radfems too like why you here 💀if you hate all men you hate me too

☆ Transmeds/Truscums/anti-MOGAI mfs get the hell out of here I hate you

(Imagine gatekeeping gender cuz someone doesn’t fit an stereotype thats stupid af 😭😭)

☆ zionists, racists, homophobes, antisemits (guess that’s how you say it???), conservatives, mofos who discriminate/hate minorities in general

☆ NSFW agere blogs (SFW agere it’s cool I don’t mind)

☆ pedos/MAPS 🤮 I want you hanging on the STREET

☆ Paraphilics in general just die please

☆ Misgendering kink blogs cuz WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME WITH YOUR NSFW BLOG¿ AND IM TRANS WTH¿¿

☆ kink blogs in general actually ☠️

☆ Pro-ANA or Pro-MIA mofos y’all please seek therapy

☆ swifties.

To be honest I don’t check the blogs of most people who reblog or like but- Ricky…Ricky when I catch you Ricky-

(I mostly notice when I get followed but- anyway 😻)

THIN ICE:

☆ Giomis shippers

Why? Cuz not all of them are proshippers but a vast majority is and giomis kinda weirds me out💀ik the age gap small but still it’s kinda….

☆ dsmp fans

As much as I enjoy the Fanart and maybe the roleplay was interesting I have like personal beef with the fanbase and creators

☆ Hannibal Fans

The franchise is fire but I also have beef with Hannibal fans cuz for some reason most of them proshippers

☆ MHA fans for the same reason as Hannibal fans

☆ Same with South Park

☆ Same goes for Homestuck fans

☆ ONE PIECE fans, y’all didn’t do anything wrong it’s just that I haven’t caught up with the show 😭😭

ANYWAY

Languages I speak:

☆ Spanish (mother language)

☆ English

☆ A tiny bit of Italian

FANDOMS IM IN (but I forget sometimes 😿)

☆ JJBA (what I post about mostly (going insane over this))

☆ Berserk

☆ Madoka Magica

☆ ikigusare (best virtual girl band ever fr fr)

☆ Gorillaz

☆ Good Omens

☆ Moral Orel

☆ Dorohedoro

☆ My Little Pony

☆ Sonic fandom

☆ Undertale / Deltarune

☆ Breaking Bad / Better Call Saul

☆ El Cuarteto De Nos

☆ Azumanga Dioh!

☆ Vocaloid

☆ Project Sekai

☆ D4DJ

☆ Food Fantasy

☆ FNAF (grrrr I love fnaf,,)

☆ Emo / Scene / Scemo (I just don’t have money for clothes nor the patience to make a blog only for that 😭😭)

☆ actually like another shit ton more but I can’t remember 😔

Socials:

☆ [Reddit (u/BayFuzzball7050)(old account, permanently banned, abandoned)](https://www.reddit.com/u/BayFuzzball7050/s/0imM8wWepg)

☆ [Reddit, current account(u/BayFuzzball404)](https://www.reddit.com/u/BayFuzzball404/s/j0itlKumXa)

☆ ofc Tumblr

☆ Wattpad and AO3 but we ain’t talking about that 🤫🧏‍♂️

☆ @bayfuzzball7050-art is my art blog (reblogs from here)

☆ …

☆ also I might or might not have a questionable side art blog

☆ ALSO! recently opened a Pixiv :3 (https://www.pixiv.net/users/106143920)

ALSO, IMPORTANT REGARDING MY SOCIALS

☆ I had beef with a transphobe in my old account and he has a Reddit account that is u/BayFuzzball7050_ but has a pfp of the trans wojak killing themselves. THATS NOT ME. Stay safe.

This is me btw

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just-missunderst00d · 8 months

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I've had this blog for who knows how long and I never wrote a text post to pin lol so here we go...

Hi! My name's Jess, I'm from Argentina and here's a few things about me:

✨ AFAB, bisexual. She/her pronouns. Don't really mind when or if people use they/them.

✨ I'm in my 20s (easier than to update every year, though who says I'm getting older 👀).

✨ Italian and Spanish heritage. My grandpa (born in Sicily) says there's some Turkish on his mother's side, and maybe some Viking/Normandie sprinkle lots of quotes on the last one.

✨ In case you haven't noticed already, I have ADHD. Went undiagnosed for 25 years so yea, that was fun. I also struggle with depression and anxiety.

✨ Intersectional feminist. Pro choice. BLACK LIVES MATTER. TRANS RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS. GUN CONTROL. FREE HEALTHCARE. FREE EDUCATION.

✨ I wasn't raised a socialist, I found Spend Rich Money dot com at a formative age and that did the trick.

✨ I've been studying witchcraft and the occult for almost 10 years now and I'm a practicing (ish) pagan since mid 2022. Started working with Odin and Freyja. Tried avoiding Loki for a while but it was futile, the chaotic energy was too strong, and they were SO persistent. They even took my partner's appearance in a dream.

✨ I have 5 tattoos, for now. I used to have a piercing on my ring finger. It was awesome, until I almost yanked it out and then it wasn't. Now I have two small scars on my finger as a reminder of my youthful stupidity.

✨ EAT THE RICH.

✨ Elder emo, turned goth babe. I very much enjoy horror movies, loud metal music, playing videogames and taking photos of pretty much anything. Specially food. I love food. Love cooking and baking.

✨ Yes, I'm a kitchen witch. And I'm also a Taurus, how did you know? Taurus sun, Piscis moon and Capricorn rising.

✨ I can't whistle and I hate cheese.

✨ Did I already mention that I LOVE football? Actual football, not the abomination the U.S. citizens call "football". No, I refuse to call them the A-word. America is a whole continent. Argentinian who loves football!? shocking I know. My favorite football club is Club Altético River Plate, a.k.a, El Millonario (the Millionaire) ironic, I know. Us fans are either called Millonarios/Millos or Gallinas (🐔) . Proud to be called any. Still, EAT THE RICH.

✨ LOTR and D&D kinda nerd. I can recite 90% of LOTR Fellowship of The Ring extended version BY HEART. It's my comfort film, alongside with Scream. I read The Hobbit as a teen, long before the movies (which ignoring a few CGI malfunctions blew my mind, you can fight me).

✨ I can kinda sing a little.

This is getting too long so here's me, because I don't think I show my face here very often:

Old pic from last summer (jan-feb 2023).

Anyways, if you made it this far, you might as well follow me. I reblog lots of artsy stuff and some witch tips. All pics I post are mine and tagged #me or #mine. If otherwise, credits are always given. DON'T STEAL PEOPLE'S ART. And that includes AI generated images.

Lastly:

THIS IS A SAFE, INTERSECTIONAL, FEMINIST SPACE.

NO TERFS, NO RACISTS, NO FASCISTS, NO BIGOTS ALLOWED PAST THIS POINT.

May you have the day you deserve ✨

-J

#me #witchblr #baby witches #mine #pagan tumblr #norse pagan witch #about me #pined post #get to know me #get to know the blogger #elder emo #goth babe #feminist

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malibumiu · 3 years

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[Shy stud Makoto AU]

for @makoto-naegi-ultimate-stud contains naejunko this one is just fluff

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Makoto sighed as he leaned back against the grass, he adjusted a few times just to get settled on the ground normally he would use his blazer as a thin blanket of sorts but thanks to his new size. (which remind him that he needed to go to town this weekend to hopefully grab a new one he might have enough if not...maybe sex counts as payment right?) The blazer made use as a makeshift pillow if balled it up enough so if was fine.

He was a secluded corner on the grounds of school, well it was a bit more in the reserve course territory but none of them really came over to this spot since it was so close on Ultimate’s terf. It was the same Ultimates too close to the reserve course. Which was fine by the stud, it was a place that he found rather sacred even now with his new form, he was away for now at least. From horny classmates and staff, semi-aggressive and overly-obvious jealous guys it was just him and nature. With the soft chirping of birds and gentle winds whispering to him, he closed his eyes and ignored the world around him.

Junko hummed as she trotted around the courtyard, but she wasn’t doing this for a leisurely stroll no no! Junko Enoshima was on a mission for a big guy with a equally big stupid heart, with as big as he was it was a surprise he managed to slip out of any of his peers eye sight. So now she knew at least half of the girls were on a scavenger hunt to find the stud even her own bitch of a sister was. But unlike her and many of those other hussies, she had an ultimate that could even surpass the ultimate detective, she was the ultimate analyst. She could predict anything, and find infinite ways to do said things, but when it came to Makoto even when she first met him she couldn’t predict him. Not him, not his cycle, not anything there was no telling what Makoto Naegi could do despite his average looks. But this time it seemed she was at an advantage.

Taking a turn the fashionista scanned the environment around her, the difference in the area could be told, as one side appear more greener, prestige and well kept compared to the other side of the invisible line where there was particles of discarded items and the grass was more brown and dying she predicted that it at least has week or 2 left before it died completely. ANYWAYS! There was a point where said invisible line ended at the end of it led to a small field that connected to the woods. The grass there was combined making it taller along with the seasonal flowers and fallen leaves and branches scattered about. She walked closer, having a sneaking suspicion that the herbivore man was over here (he was even in a herbivorous habitat how convenient) her suspicion was right as after treading through the grass for a bit she came across his slumbering body indented in the grass. She could make out the outline of his pecs and abs from his tad too tight n’ thin dress shirt, his chest heaving up and down, she wonders if the button straining on his uniform will hold. Muscular arms relaxed as they were situated behind his head, he looked rather peaceful even a bit boyish. His ahoge appeared to be slack for once bobbing along to beat of the wind, she scoffed in amusement.

She was tempted to just to climb on top of him, maybe surprise him or his manhood both perhaps and maybe worked up enough to the point where he could pound her ass into the ground-.

“Mmm..Junko?”

A yawn escaped Makoto’s lips as shifted around, his hazel eyes lazily focusing on her. She gave him a smirk as she lowered herself down onto him directly on top of his zipper, she shivered a bit she could already feel his bulge though he was flaccid it wouldn’t be for long beginning to move her hips rubbing herself on him. “The one and only babe~”

“O-Oh mm” He mumbled letting out another yawn, “Do you wanna join me?”

She stopped, “Huh?”

“Like for you know a nap you models do take those right?”

She wacked his abs earning a small yelp from him repositioning herself, legs on either side spread open giving him a nice view of her blacked laced panties she wiggled her hips to try and entice him.

“Of course I do but~” she wiggled again more aggressively this time, “ Wouldn’t you rather spend some time in me instead?” The image of her getting savagely pounded into the ground with the slight possibility of someone passing by and witnessing their shameless interourse...Ooh just the thought made her tingle with excitement.

“Mmm” Suddenly she felt big hands around her waist suddenly she felt her head squish against something rather soft. The hand moved up from her waist and gently patted her head which felt...rather nice.

“You trying to feel me up with your own chest you hunk?” she teased, rubbing against him her own bosom was rather large, easily overfilling one or even two hands any normal man would be

practically drooling at the sight of them. But as normal as Makoto claimed to be he didn’t get all blushly or stuttering mess or anything..well not right now at least.

“W-Wha? Nooo Junko come on just relax with me…” he muttered again, tightening his grip on her waist sealing her fate.

She let out a dramatic sigh, but still snuggled closer to the man, she had to admit the tight grip he had on her wasn’t an uncomfortable one in fact it was rather comforting…(I-it's not like she liked it or anything!!) She was honestly a little disappointed when he stopped patting her head, she knew the big oaf was probably dozed off into stupid lala land with one of those other bitches. (but she ugh HOPED that it was her, after all it would be rude not to the dream about the fucking hot model laying on him!!)

“Hey Junko..” His voice came out more timid than normal, more like when she first met him it was so weird to hear it now. “..Thank you for deciding to relax with me and...not alerting everyone.” Junko blinked and slowly went to stare up at him, her usually electric blue eyes were flat and blank with an expression he couldn’t really read...it scared him a bit did he say something wrong? Oh god should he have just done something else? Should he have gone back to his fantasy- A soft and more cheerful sounding laugh filled his ear, Makoto nearly thought to look around because a laugh like shouldn’t have come from the Junko Enoshima but it did! They didn’t even fuck and somehow he broke her!

“Geeeeez Big mac you’re soooooo sappy sometimes it's gross,” She said a sickly sweet voice “Are you that drained from us completely?” ‘’Us’ hah... Us and seemingly every other girl and milf that comes within a mile radius of me.’ It's not that he really minded the stares he got though it took sometime to get used to it. But as much as he enjoyed the girls and their endless endeavors of seduce him which leads more often not to them fucking even he valued his alone time (after all his balls did need to restock, his sperm wasn’t completely everlasting you know.)

“No! No! It's not that and you know that!..” He sometimes wonders why Junko seems to like to play these kinds of mind games (and why he falls for them), being the Ult Analyst and all but then again a bored Junko often becomes scarily mischievous Junko so its better to entertain her ideas than ignore them.

“Phuhuhu.. Don’t get a knot in your cock peasant! Of course the court knows why~.” The haughty tone in her voice already told him all he needed to know ‘Of course she knows she always does Makoto.’

He rolled his eyes before nuzzling his head back into a comfortable position, letting the sun’s rays beat down the heat making him drowsy. He could feel Junko squirming around before settling down. A comfortable silence formed between the two, the only noise being that of the air around them, for just even a moment it was peaceful in the fields of Hope’s Peak.

“Hey Makoto…” Junko called out softly almost like a whisper, “Don’t get the wrong fucking idea but maybe...could we do whatever the hell this is...sometime…again?” A beaming smile as bright as the near sun in the sky had formed one the stud’s face, how dare it made her sadistic little heart race?!

“O-Of course Junko! Just let me know-” A finger forcefully pressed itself up against his lips, her red pointed nail touched the tip of his nose.

“Shut the fuck up!” she hissed, “Someone might hear us! The last thing I need is those damn hussies trying to steal this away from me!” After whipping her head from side to ensure she saw no one she let out a sigh and repositioned herself yet again, this time laying directly on top of the stud. Their chest squished together she lazily fiddled with a stand of his hair, a neutral expression her face the latter took this as a moment to speak again.

“I’d be happy to do this again with you Junko, and don’t worry..” he gave her a wink, a twinkle in his eye. “I can keep a secret.”

“Hmph! You better,” she muttered, “Look what you did all that yelling got me worked up! You're going to repay me by being my body pillow!”

“Wha-”

“Let's pop these titties free bitch!” hastily she ripped off the two straining buttons from the top of his shirt, his pecs now somewhat free. She had to move a bit to lay on them more comfortably without her own breast getting in the way but once she got comfortable she found herself dozing off, the soft beating of his heart music to her ears.

‘Man… girls can be strange.’ (He thinks as a girl types out this line)

Without another thought the stud closed his eyes again, this time there were no interruptions just him, Junko and the sounds of nature around. And in that time n’ moment that's all he cared about.

#makoto naegi #junko enoshima #naejunko #fic #danganronpa

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dead-fandom-society · 4 years

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Rating US Presidents Based on Whether I’d Fuck Them

Disclaimer: this is not a serious post. I am fully aware that most of these men were terrible people. this list does not focus on policy.

1. George Washington

He was an army general so he probably had a nice body, but he also had slave teeth in his mouth which is a massive turn off. Not to mention this was the 1700s and people weren’t very clean. Maybe if he took a shower and got new teeth 5/10

2. John Adams

Weird hairstyle. Bald on top but too much on the sides so he just looks insane. Chubby. Literally made criticizing the government a crime. I hate him. 1/10 if I was given a lot of money

3. Thomas Jefferson

terf bangs and terrible sense of style. In his portrait he looks like he’d call me a slur and then laugh about it. Giving him 1 point for being tall, 1 point for being rich, and 1 point for writing the Declaration of Independence 3/10

4. James Madison

Small and sickly. Always ill and had epileptic seizures. Had a piss kink, -3 points for nastiness. Kind of looks like a sheep. However, I get the feeling he was cleaner than most of the other founding fathers which shoots him up to 3/10 with an extra pity point since he’s basically a freaky make-a-wish kid

5. James Monroe

Weird chin. Looks kinda stuck up but otherwise not terribly unnattractive. 4/10

6. John Quincy Adams

Quincy is a stupid name. Related to John Adams but somehow was more decent. Kind of a disappointment, so who’s to say that doesn’t extend to sex? Kind of handsome when he was young 3/10

7. Andrew Jackson

This motherfucker. This motherfucker was horribly racist and was the first president to garner a cult-mentality. He was also from Tennessee. Dweeby looking. However, he does get points for probably having a nice body considering his military service and being very pretty 6/10

8. Martin Van Buren

Looks like Old Deuteronomy’s human-sona. However, he does have a very handsome looking face under all of that beard. 3/10 if he shaved and was a little younger

9. William Henry Harrison

Not bad looking. Big nose. Also kinda old. 5/10 if he was younger

10. John Tyler

Looks like he’s deficient in every nutrient. 3/10 if he had a protein shake and a big burger.

11. James K. Polk

This man has a VERY pretty face. However, he’s got a very weird hairline. His support for slavery is also a turnoff. 6/10 if he got a better haircut and wasn’t racist

12. Zachary Taylor

Handsome. Died from exhaustion and eating too many cherries, which is a total mood. 6/10

13. Millard Fillmore

His name reminds me of a duck. I’m pretty sure I would beat him up if he went to my school. Looks like a dweeb. 2/10

14. Franklin Pierce

Look at this handsome man. That pensive stare and beautifully sculpted jawline. He is probably the first one on this list that is genuinely fuckable by choice. Deducted a point because of course he’s racist. smh why can’t we have nice things 9/10

15. James Buchanan

He looks so sad in every single portrait painted of him, I kind of feel bad :(. Not terrible looking. 4/10

16. Abraham Lincoln

Ok. He was tall and fit. His assassination location also implies that he liked the theater. Overall very handsome man. REALLY nice facial structure. This is self explanatory. 8/10.

17. Andrew Johnson

Gives me kind of bulldog-ish vibes. Otherwise, not bad looking. 3/10 I really have nothing else to say he’s kinda bland

18. Ulysses S. Grant

Ulysses is a cool as fuck name. He fought on the side of the union in the civil war too, which is very, very sexy of him. Usually I’m not one to like facial hair, but this guy rocks it. 8/10

19. Rutherford B. Hayes

Like his predecessor, Rutherford is also a really fucking sick name. His abolitionism is very sexy of him. 6/10 if he shaved his stanky looking beard differently

20. James A. Garfield

Again with the stanky ass beards. Shave it and you’ll be a 5/10

21. Chester A. Arthur

Chester is a stupid name. Can you imagine fucking a guy named Chester?? Can you imagine moaning the name Chester? I cannot. He also had a fucking unibrow and one of those beards that make old guys look like cats. 2/10

22. Grover Cleveland

He reminds me of the British walrus from Ice Age. 1/10 very rotund

23. Benjamin Harrison

Would be very handsome if he shaved and worked out just a little. 4/10 he has a lot of potential

24. Grover Cleveland

This bitch again. See 22.

25. William McKinley

You could make a Minecraft skin out of this guy and you wouldn’t even have to change anything about him. Very square head, nice side profile. Kinda chubby. Has potential. 2/10

26. Theodore Roosevelt

I don’t agree with a lot of the things he did, but this man was a badass motherfucker. I don’t even care that he looks like a chubby mustachioed nerd, he’s cool as hell. 6/10

27. William Howard Taft

Meet the globglologlab. Was so large that he got stuck in the White House bathtub and it deadass had to be replaced. He’d probably crush me into a bone and organ smoothie. Also from Ohio. 1/10

28. Woodrow Wilson

Woodrow is a stupid name, but otherwise he’s ok. Kind of a twink. Also kinda dig the nerdy look, really cute. 7/10

29. Warren G. Harding

This man needs to show me his brow routine, because I wish mine were as thick as his. Handsome looking face. 5/10 if he was younger

30. Calvin Coolidge

He looks like he’d call me a slur and then lecture me about Bitcoin or some shit. Nice facial structure, lack of eyebrows is off putting. 5/10

31. Herbert Hoover

He wasn’t bad looking when he was young. Kinda chubby. 4/10

32. Franklin D. Roosevelt

He looks very kind. I’d hang out with him. If he was younger, 7/10

33. Harry S. Truman

Okay, I’ll admit upon first glance at the round glasses I was about to unload with rat-related insults. However, he looks very polite and actually has potential to be fuckable and has a nice facial structure. 6/10

34. Dwight D. Eisenhower

He reminds me of a frog. Why is his mouth so large. 4/10 because I like frogs

35. John F. Kennedy

John fucking Fitzgerald Kennedy. The president that had hordes of screaming fangirls that I can assure you I would have been a part of. I can go on and on about him. This man was THE sexiest president, hands down. Look at his hair. Look at his face and his physique. His POSTURE. The amount of charisma he had despite sickness. The fact that he actually knew what the fuck he was saying when he spoke and he did it with CONFIDENCE. The fact that he served in the navy in wwii and you KNOW 1940s navy boys are PRETTY. He went to prep school and Harvard AND he was from New England AND he died tragically the man was essentially a dark academia dream boy. Not to mention that SMILE. I can listen to his accent for hours. He is gorgeous. He is beautiful. Hnngggd he’s so fuckking sexy 20/10 I would peg him so goddamn hard

36. Lyndon B. Johnson

In terms of sexiness, Kennedy’s vice is a massive step down. 3/10

37. Richard Nixon

He has an okay face I guess. 4/10

38. Gerald Ford

Again, has a nice face. He was very attractive in younger pictures. 7/10

39. Jimmy Carter

Pretty good president, overall a really good dude. Handsome face. 8/10 if he was younger because he’s like 90 now and that’s a little weird

40. Ronald Reagan

Made republicans into nasty little creatures. I hate him. However, he isn’t terribly ugly in his presidential picture. He gives me weirdly attractive 60yo. sugar daddy with a boat vibes I don’t fucking know 6/10

41. George H.W. Bush

Looks very polite, was handsome in younger portraits. Army vet. 6/10

42. Bill Clinton

Looks like a genderbent Karen. Has an oddly punchable face. He also gets points off for being from Arkansas and cheating on his wife 5/10

43. George W. Bush

Looks like his father, handsome. Don’t really know how I feel about him otherwise, 6/10

44. Barack Obama

Obama is one of the three on this list that I would definitely be down for. He’s tall, fit, respectable, and overall conventionally attractive. 9/10

45. Donald J. Trump

I’m pretty sure that Donald Trump is the most unfuckable “human” being that has ever disgraced our miserable little world. I can’t imagine so much as touching him with a 100 foot pole if it meant curing me of death. For someone who was wealthy for all of his life, you’d think he’d have better taste when it comes to clothing, hair, and the stolen animatronic faces that he chooses to wear. Thinking of him naked in bed makes my already concave genitals cave in further. Wretched, dirty little man deserving of no respect. He’s never pleased any of his wives, and he’s never even pleased the prostitutes he’s hired and taken advantage of because no person would have sex with him without incentive (and even with the promise of great sums of money he would still make me want to regurgitate my innards and bleach them). He is the personification of celibacy. I hate him. It’s difficult to express concisely the amount of vehement disdain I hold for him. I’m not even religious and he makes me want to become a nun. -20/10.

46. Joseph R. Biden

Have you seen pictures of this man when he was young? Goddamn. I’d let him absolutely rail me if he wasn’t currently 80. 9/10

#shitpost #Donald Trump #us presidents #history shitposting #another disclaimer: I’m not actually thirsty for any presidents kdufjflgkgk I can’t believe I have to say that #satire #except for maybe Kennedy I’d definitely fuck him

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douxie-casperan · 4 years

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💫!!

[Makes vague hand waving motions because I’ve been working on this for several hours now and it’s Zouxie as all heck.]

I look to you - Whitney Houston

Nothing to do, but lift my head I look to you And when all my strength is gone In you I can be strong I look to you And when melodies are gone In you I hear a song I look to you

Despite dutifully yelling to announce her arrival to Douxie's apartment after swinging the door wide, Zoe got no immediate response from the wizard who had said he'd be here when she texted earlier to ask if she could stop by and harass him about borrowing a few bits from the shop again. It's not that unusual admittedly, having to just nip out for something or simply getting engrossed with whatever he was doing was pretty normal but given his natural habit of being a charmer always out to put the best foot forward it seemed to embarrass him whenever he got caught out being a bad host. Probably a good thing she didn't kick the door in mind, mighta set the wards off anyway and that'd left two of them freaking out. The last time it happened she was wearing steel caps and it left a sizable dent that they were both left scramble fixing before the landlord found out with even him very nearly breaking his self-censorship habit. Not her finest moment but her hands were full of takeout at the time, needs must!

Shrugging out of the tatty patched-up jacket that had been shamelessly robbed when last here because of a chill swept in way earlier than planned, the door is clicked shut with a suspicious frown whilst listening out for any signs or even where they might be squirreled right now only to be greeted with utter silence. Odd.

"Greeting committee is being a bit on the lacking side today. Even you too, furball? Will bribe for at least a hello here!" she shouts again from where the clothes are dumped over the back of the sofa before pressing her now bare elbows into it while leaning on the back expectantly. No response again. Huffing with annoyance the witch snaps her fingers together to create a small orb that crackles softly in pink hovering gingerly just above glossy black nails.

"My boys, your standards are starting to slip big time."

It is a simple enough tracking spell and while it'd fall under wasteful use, technically, better to have something harmless to save her hawking the few rooms in the place particularly given his familiar is sticking close rather than offering sarcastic remarks as he tends to whenever she comes over. That fact is even more important because if this is a bad episode that means sound dampeners are up too, it had been quite a while since the last but they're as unpredictable as the tides at times... Better to play it safe and with a flick of the wrist, the hunt begins.

The light flits to and fro as though needing to get it's bearings first then dashes over to the closed door of his own room and hovers there unable to go further which is a sure sign something had been put up to keep things in or out depending. Alright then straight up knocking it is.

The sounds on the other side are at best vague and muffled though her patience is swiftly rewarded by it opening enough to allow her to slip inside before shutting. There is the man himself sitting on the bed with back to the wall with his precious guitar held close to his chest, absolutely surrounded by pieces of paper that had been hastily scribbled on or scrunched up accordingly, a no doubt stone cold tea cup and the presence of one particular glasses wearing cat who had claimed one of these for himself to sit on. Giving the doorframe another tap he's flashed a grin to get a much more sheepish look right back and little more than a flicked ear by the other. Charming.

"My someone's been busy," she says while he scrambles to make some space in the disaster area that had been his current song writing project. It did explain the lousy reception that's for sure.

"Hmn, a bit. Had something I needed to get out my head and guess the time got away from me a bit. Sorry love," he answers apologetically while gesturing with one hand, the other is hunting for the pen that had made a break for it into the pillows.

"Not left you hanging at the altar too long have I?"

Giving him a small thank you, his familiar is ceremoniously scooped into the air with a surprised prrt then, after joining the pair on the duvet herself, he is given pride and place on her lap with a chin scratch before he can start complaining about being moved earning a quirked brow at the sheer display of blatantness. Personally she finds how Archie plays favourites sometimes absolutely hilarious, he's complained enough times how he always gets told off if he'd tried to touch him there though having better scritching nails compared to how short he keeps his own probably helps tilt things in her favour.

"Nah, you get inspired you bunker up with the cat it's fine! Only payment I demand is whatever you're working on," she replies nonchalant waving at the stack of sheets.

"Gotta be something real good if you put a keep out sign and I'm already here. So c'mon hit me."

"Sure I could do but I don't think it's ready, it's still rough as heck and I can't seem to get some of the words to come together how I want them to," Douxie groans putting a hand under his chin.

"Been driving me nuts honestly. S'like my brain just dumped them there and expected me to put them together again without any real input."

"It just means she gets to hear the first draft and you get an opinion other than mine," pipes up a voice of reason with a yawn.

"You've been going around in circles for the past hour anyway, a fresh test run is overdue."

Douxie seems to dither if to go ahead or not from the way his expression changes subtly between wanting to argue or just say to heck with it and yield to the pleading face and whined pleeeeeease coming from across the bed. From how the instrument is moved back into a more playable position it seems the yes vote has won out if still a little bit reluctant about it. Fingertips grace the strings to test them without committing to anything, then a deep breath is taken for luck and he begins to play.

On an eve of a night chilled with rain Did a door open to a world beyond Revealing a particular face On to be a future friend, another love With pursed lips and fire in her eyes Seeking shelter with the mundane

Thought nothing of it at the time like a fool Just wanted to be friendly Where could chat so innocently Enjoy that pleasant company All the while knowing Not getting attached was a hard and fast rule

We'd meet it'd seem again and again Upon desert shores and townships Admiring the ruins of ages and lives Share stories and freedoms Then part ways whilst knowing It was always a case of when

Messages would arrive upon a raven Crossing borders and seas Reminders that we're not alone Seeing the same sun, same stars Words to break the deafening silence But it'd never beat a real conversation

Because I lived for the ones with you

Somehow in the future Upon a leyline in California While making a stop with a delivery There would be a flash of colour And I would say Hey I think I know her

I'd have both good days and bad Sometimes the cracks would show through Centuries of living does nothing it seems Covered in the dust and grime So I would deny and lie through my teeth And say everything is just fab

You're stronger than you know Over and over you'd say Team up with him and pin me down Hold those words to my face Then say together So don't hide away, let it show!

It still wears but gets better From the smile I carry you know it's true Nothing in the world can get to me I have a brother to help me breathe Plus someone to fight my corner too And know I'd always let her

Because I love living in this world with you

A beat passes as the last of the notes echo into nothingness.

Then a second.

Just as he is about to ask what she thought and apologise again for it being a little on the cheesy side, his stupid grey shirt is grabbed to yank him close enough to kiss him and hide the blush sweeping across her face whilst miraculously not accidently terfing Archie off. Despite initial freezing in surprise he quickly melts into something far softer and loving with a look that refuses to fade when their lips part again. It never gets old no matter how many times Zoe has seen him do it.

"You might be a sappy idiot Casperan, but you're my sappy idiot."

#furblrwurblr #No facts truer than a good meme #Pinks and Blues #Zouxie #900 years of wandering

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:( man. The terf hate thing doesn't bother me most of the time but like. When u see a group of people who you like/ consider to be thoughtful people/ admire for their activism say these things.... Like I'm scared to talk about it but I'm sure (n this has happened many times before) that if u have a convo w anti terf peeps but make sure to use the correct™ genderist language they'll agree w us. Idk this just really sucks and I wish they could see things as they are. How do you deal with this?

Honey I really wish I had an answer. I 1000% know what you’re talking about. I wish I could say there was some magic way to not let it bother you, but I can’t. I CAN say though that it gets a lot easier. Like, I don’t bat an eye at people telling me to get raped or kill myself or whatever in my inbox anymore. I actually kinda find it amusing lol. And if it’s not on anon, I’ll just go report the person who sent it and then block them, because they’re not worth my time. But what gets me sometimes is the same thing you talked about. When it’s people I thought would be smart enough to, ya know, not defend literal grown ass men putting on tutus and calling themselves 5 year old girls named, like, Vixxen.

So I guess my advice to you is advice that I need to remind myself of too. Instead of letting it get us frustrated or angry, let’s just take it head on. Fuck it. Seriously, just say fuck it. When it’s someone like a celebrity or something, there’s no way we’re gonna be able to talk to them, let alone change their mind. So it’s not worth being upset about. Who cares what they believe? They probably haven’t paid their taxes in a decade, so who cares. If it’s someone you know, obviously it’s a lot more difficult. I’m very strategically only friends with people who don’t buy into all the trans bullshit, but A LOT of my cousins are very, uh...libfemmy. But I just talk about my opinion on things to them anyway. I use the liberal language a bit more because it does make people not immediately tune out, which helps a lot. It’s better to keep calm, and just talk. Not yell, but be clear you’re not gonna fall for the victim charade when they start quoting the “1 in 12” nonsense or whatever else the trans cult has came up with. And go in knowing you’re not gonna change their minds, and that that’s ok. Seriously, it’s totally and completely 100% ok if you don’t change anybody’s mind. Lord knows I’ve tried with several people and they’re still out there thinking dicks can be female lol

Most importantly, if you find yourself too jaded or too tired of all this shit, please just click right out of this hellsite. Seriously. This place is poison, it really is. It’s gonna be hard now with the whole worldwide quarantine and all...but real life activism is important. I guess I lied earlier lol, I do have somewhat of an answer for you on how I handle all this bullshit when I get down. I work with young pregnant women and girls as a volunteer. I’ve been in their shoes, and it really helps to have someone who knows what it’s like. By the time I found out about my own pregnancy as a result of rape as a teenager, it was too late to legally abort it. The family that i chose to adopt the baby got me a midwife, and that midwife and I became very close. Now, she introduces me to other pregnant young women and girls she meets through her own volunteer work, and I walk them through all their options: abortion, keeping it, open adoption, closed adoption, etc. and I give them my phone number and let them know they can call me whenever they need to talk. I go with them as a friend to get the abortion if they want, or to look through books of adoptive families and help them choose between the ones they like.

The reason I’m saying all this is because volunteering like that, being there for these girls in a way that no one was really there for me...it keeps me sane, honestly. Whenever I’m bummed about something stupid a TIM did or said, I remember that I’ve done more for women than he could ever even dream of. That I’ve left a positive impact out there, on the real, tangible, physical world. So, if you can, I highly recommend volunteering somewhere. I know it sounds cheesy as shit, but really. And idk how old you are, but if you’re in highschool, a lot of colleges like to see volunteer work on applications, so it could be good for your future, too! It doesn’t even have to be about feminism. Go volenteer to walk dogs at your local pet shelter, or help out at a homeless shelter. Another thing I do when my disability acts up really bad and I’m incapable of leaving my bed is I do free design work for local charities and feminist groups. So if you’re artistic, reach out to any small charity you like and ask if they need someone to design some posters, tee shirts, or images for their website!

Even in quarantine, shelter animals need to be taken care of, charities/non profits need websites maintained, women’s shelters need pads and tampons, homeless people need food....there’s still so much you can do. So yeah, that’s definitely my recommendation. Fuck these assholes, ok? Who gives a shit what they think. Who gives a fuck if some man thinks we’re bitches for refusing to call him a woman. Who cares. We’re better than that. You’re better than that. It’s really hard, I know, but I promise it does get easier to laugh at it all💕

#asks #anon

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Day 15 and 16

Here comes days 15 and 16 an early two and one holiday special. It’s like Christmas it’s not even fucking Christmas time yet. Hell it’s not even racist turkey and mashed potato day. Seriously why the hell is thanksgiving a holiday? Actually don’t answer that. So here’s yesterday in a nutshell. I got the hell up out of bed. Achievement unlocked! I went to work. Oh yes. Then...I did a whole lot of...work. I went and got some taco bell on my lunch break at work. Went home for that lunch break and had my mom get “up my butt” about getting boxes to move. Very anxiety inducing indeed. Went back to work. Did more work stuff. Ran into various scenarios in which I got boxes by sheer luck, which include -A customer leaving banana boxes behind -Getting to do some new optional stock work for one the managers (she was super cute and peppy when I said yes) -Having the closer for the night have extra boxes. I came home with this small army of boxes, and with that in mind made a song about boxes ″Boxes boxes I got so many of you. Boxes boxes what will I do? Boxes Boxes pack stuff inside of you.” I sang this like 20 times between taking the boxes to my car and then back home after leaving work. Needless to say I took a well deserved nap after that, then woke up...took meds, and another longer nap until morning. Okay Today. Today mostly sucked. I woke up at like 8am to work on my English Argument Essay because I decided to be a lazy ass the night before. Needless to say, it was awful. I had to go through and fix all the citations, edit all the grammar, rework all the paragraphs and eventually print it. I felt kinda bad because later that morning my mom wanted to spend time with me or talk with me or something and she just peers into my room, only to see me hunched over my desk going “GRAHHHH.hmmmmm...errrr.” to which responds “I was wanting to know if you wanted to.... actually I better just leave alone.” I got it “done” though, and took it to school. I wasted a shit ton of money that morning buying a bunch of snacks to de-stress because class time was supposed to be spent going over our Essays even more. Believe it or not I found even more errors and ways I could reword things that I missed while scarfing down potato chips and chugging one of those plastic cups of water. After a good amount of time in class I realized that there was another student who needed someone to check his paper the other day and I was the one person who had spare time (well not exactly) so the teacher offered me over to him. Turns out he found someone else to look at his paper.

I wound up caving and asking the teacher if I could just take my paper to the writing center, which she was weirdly cool with. I found the poor writing tutor stressed out of her mind grading other papers, but at this point all I could do is ask. She said “After I finish this one, fwoo i’m on the last two paragraphs” as she held her head in place. I told her to take as much time as she needed and thanks her throughly right after she accepted. I thanked her while she graded the paper too and after. Poor gal. I said to her “Remind me to get you a Christmas gift” to which she said “Aw, you don’t have to do that now.” I’M TOTALLY GOING TO GET HER A CHRISTMAS GIFT. (Assuming i’m not broke as fuck by then). The writing teacher marked the hell out of the paper and though she did say she liked it, she gave me a list of things I needed to fix. The most important thing being the flow of the paper, in which my thesis needs to fit my points. I gotta stay on topic...which is a weak suit for me. I had to hurry back to my English class because there were just so many things to go over with the paper, that it took up a ton of time. I flashed the newly marked paper to my English teacher saying “Blood sweat and tears.” My English teacher responded confidently “You’ll get it done.” I’ve got a 98 and a 95 on my last two assignments, so i’m pretty confident too...if only I could just get off this tumblr. So um...work. Work was weird. I spent a lot of time moving these shelf things that hold the dvds and keep the soda machines in places because one of the regional managers got really upset because there was dust on top of the soda machines. It was also a coupon day in the middle of the week which was weird. On one of my breaks two of my co-workers had a joking/no serious conversation on how to woo a girl. This included... -A giant boombox

-Flowers with cocaine inside them

-An uber driver that did cocaine

-Warm Cocaine flowing out through the air vents of the car

-Pepsi to balance out the “coke”

-a mini fridge

and a water bed.

The rest of the night from there on out was mostly boring. I told some stupid jokes to customers and after a good number of regular conversations one very uncomfortable conversation happened. There was this younger guy with short hair that came though my line who started talking about prices. This was normal, considering where I worked. He then started talking about deals, which is also very normal. Different stores? Okay check...normal. He then brought up Target which he said he doesn’t shop at anymore because of the bathrooms. “The Bathrooms?” I inquire. I had a feeling I knew where this was going and unfortunately I was right and no, there was no poop just the other kind of shit. Transphobia. The worst kind of shit. The guy himself wasn’t that bad, he just didn’t know exactly what he was talking about. (Thank God). He says that he stopped shopping at Target because his girlfriends and some of their friends were uncomfortable with men going in the bathrooms. That they were worried about their daughters. That any man could just say they could ask to go in the bathroom and they could. Now the guy wasn’t coming off as arrogant and cocky or even preachy, but at this point i’m obviously fucking mad. So I say in a cold dead voice “Transwomen aren’t men. They’re women.” The guy didn’t say anything to me, he just kinda eyeballed me and kinda fiddled around with his groceries and then paid. He then went back to bagging his groceries and only cared about his groceries. He didn’t come off as putt off, more so as he didn’t care much one way or the other. He was kinda absent minded, and I don’t mean that in a mean way. I gave the subject another go, and I said “You know some people who are trans look like men, and they just haven’t had all the surgeries. That and like perverts are gonna go in bathrooms no matter what, just gonna be shitty for trans people.” He just kinda shrugs and says “Yeah I could see that too, that sounds like it sucks.” Then there was a :l from me and :l from him. And that was that. Did piss me off though.

It wasn’t bad, but it was awkward. I can’t be mad at the guy for not thinking about things, it sucks his girlfriend and female friends are being terfs at worst and just not thinking much themselves at work. Like i’m glad people are worried about keeping their kids safe, but safeguarding bathrooms with a bunch of prejudice isn’t the way to do it, especially with all the trans women who’ve already been using the women’s restroom. I kinda wish every bathroom was just a family bathroom. Also why does no one ever think females can be perverts? Also x2 why don’t people ever worry about their sons being pervered on? Eh stupid.

My shift didn’t end long after that. I went home right after. Mom was pretty cool in the fact she made some spaghetti. She didn’t say much weirdly enough, nor did my Dad. I think they went to watch a movie, which is quite nice. I was half expecting them to be nagging me with questions about moving, but nah. I just got on facebook, listened to some music and talked to some of my friends about bad stuff going on in their life. There’s unfortunately a lot of bad days goin’ on, so that stinks. But eh’ at least I got some time to relax now, I think I might watch some “Stranger Things” and just take it easy from this point out.

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