#a vent

[vizthedatum]

An apparently unpopular opinion: disabled people can have and do their hobbies. They deserve to have fun. They deserve to live their lives.

Their inability to do some things (like work, for example) does not mean they should be judged for… idk hanging out with their friends or to going outside. After all, having interests outside of work is often essential to our mental and physical health OUTSIDE of our disability.

And also *you might want to sit down for this* disabled people know what’s disabling for them (unless they people-please or push through due to necessity or survival of some sort). Disabilities don’t have to be visible or persistent to be disabling.

So yeah - my declaration: if an activity you want to do feels good and you’re able to do it, then do it. REGARDLESS OF YOUR DISABILITY WITH OTHER THINGS.

#disability #disability advocacy #disabilities #invisible disability #healing #trauma #neurodivergence #autistic #self love #prose #a rant #a vent #sigh #a lot of ppl don’t get this #thoughts

[necro-acid]

literally me

#maybe #a vent #but mostly a meme #art #my art #original art #original character #oc #my oc #my sona #shiftee #I hate Jimmy Page #onyx #mindless self indulgence

[snailsnaps]

i feel you so much max

#a vent #kinda #i could not for the life of me manage to draw sam today #i am SO sorry :( #sam & max freelance police #sam & max #my art #sam and max #snailsnaps #freelance husbands #sam & max freelance husbands #sam and max freelance husbands #sam and max freelance police #freelance police

[hidden-snow]

Just wanted to put this out there for anyone who might think otherwise; I will not apologize for who I am.

I have been accused so many times by people I thought I could trust. I've been taken advantage of, spit on, and treated like shit all my life. So if I come back with a nasty bite, just know its because I'm not a fucking dog. I've not been raised to lay down and roll over to expose my belly to motherfuckers who think they can dictate my life.

I don't give a shit whose feelings I hurt. Because you obviously didn't give a shit when you trampled over mine. So let's get one thing fucking straight right here and now:

Hello people.

I'm the one and only Hidden Snow. I had a writing account before with over 400 followers. I was in an amazing discord server. I loved the people in it. I was happy and I'd just started to grow comfortable with the people around me.

And then one day? I talked about my obsession over Hazbin Hotel. Yes. That show that a certain creator had made.

One of the server members made a comment that they hoped the creator would lose the show. And I responded. I stated that I hoped Vivziepop wouldn't lose the show. ONLY because I knew different people would change it. They'd change the characters, the plot line, everything. I didn't want the show to be changed.

And then, somehow, I got accused of supporting Vivziepop and genocide, despite me simply wanting the show to stay the same. Then, my amazing lovely @strongheartneteyam got accused of being racist when she attempted to stop the fighting and to control the situation so things would become peaceful again. The accuser claimed that they were going to go on Tumblr and accuse her publicly. So of course, to support my lovely pookie, I went on Tumblr and warned the people so that they'd be prepared for it.

In response, the accuser posted a "call out" post, claiming that I'd bullied them and that I was racist and "scared of them" because they were black. I CANNOT express how many times this same person, during the argument in the server, showed blatant racism against white women in particular.

To top it off, I never spoke to this person. Not a single time. I was mainly a lurker in the server, but the people I interacted with, I was familiar with them. This person, I didn't even know existed until they popped into the argument. And by that point? I had left the discussion to keep from saying something I might've regretted.

So tell me. Tell me how I was a bully and a racist when I never interacted with that person. Not even once. I have no idea why but I guess a lot of people nowadays only listen to half the story and then judge.

I lost many mutuals. I felt lost and alone, shunned by my "friends" despite me not actually having done anything wrong. I got tired. So I deleted my account. I took a week for my mental health. And I got angry. So fucking angry.

So here I am. And I will tell the truth, blatant or not. You can see it as bullying. You can see it as me being a horrible asshole. But I don't care anymore. Because I'm not going to let some petty big shots attempt to ruin my fight anymore. I'm not going to let them turn off my voice, just because it makes them upset or uncomfortable.

I'm done being a doormat, appealing to the bigger accounts in an attempt to win their hearts over. If you want to try and ruin me, fucking do it. Do your best. Because whether I lose followers or gain followers, whether I receive death threats or not, I'm still going to stand by my word and the truth of what I'm saying.

When I needed a shoulder to lean on? When I needed someone to hear out my side of the story so that I could clear my name, they shunned me instead. They ignored me and chose sides by ignoring my pleas for the truth to be revealed. They say they were "remaining neutral" in the matter, but when you listen to one side claiming something and then turn a blind eye to the other side, you're not staying neutral. You're picking sides. So yeah.

That's all I have to say on the matter. If you've found me through some of the bigger accounts complaining about me? Congratulations. You've found the asshole speaking their side of everything that has happened.

Because of these people, I wanted to end it all. Not just my career on Tumblr, but my life as well. I've never had my name drug through the mud unjustly before and I had no idea how to react. But now, I'm reacting. And I'm going to come back with a vengeance. I'm going to fight tooth and nail to show the sides of these accounts that have been shown to me. The sides that are hidden from their followers.

#angel speaks #a vent #fuck highschool #fuck popular girls #just cuz I'm small #Doesn't mean I don't pack a punch #dynamite comes in small packages #remember? #avatar fandom #hazbin fandom #hazbin hotel fandom #who knew loving a show meant you were a racist? #It's news to me

[wandasverison]

my face is SOOO bare…

…it needs to be sat on.

#drunk posting #take my phone #wandasversion vent #is that what this is #a vent #more so a rANT

[cpericardium]

It is time to complain about the fandom and also, the author.

Nearly every single time a fanartist posts an illustration (or even a doodle) there will be at least one comment pointing out a trivial detail they perceive as canon-noncompliant. Often that is the only comment they post. What exactly are you expecting from this interaction? "Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't know, I will go and fix that immediately"? And then the artist loads up their drawing program, sets their tablet up again, redraws Alexandria's helmet, recolours it, readjusts lighting, reuploads it to your specifications? Maybe you think you're doing a good deed letting the artist know of their grievous error so that they will 'get it right' in future pieces. You are doing the opposite, actually. You are being tiresome.

I read and reread and frequently discuss the same book as you. I know. In fact, I went to go find their character descriptions and ask fact-checkers and reference other fanart. I didn't forget. I know More™ than you. I just decided I like them with blue eyes, or a ponytail, or being three heads taller than everyone else in the room. When the fanartist community latches on to a certain funky feature of a costume or character habit, this is not due to failure to remember the scripture. It's a celebration of Visual Ideas that are Humorous and Cool and Distinctive. Part of the fun is experimenting and discovering your own stylistic preferences, as well as integrating other fanartist's (and fanfic authors'!) headcanons into your own, even if just for a couple of drawings. And even if the artist just didn't remember correctly, so what? Way back when, people were always being dicks about Pabel & 9's particularly imaginative departures from canon character designs. For what??? This fandom is frustrating to create art for and has been for years. Stop negging fanartists on Reddit, in Tumblr replies, in Youtube comments. Nobody cares that you don't like Taylor brown hair, and the more you leave a singular comment just to grouse about that, the more inclined we are to continue doing it just to spite you and canon compliance gremlins like you.

#wormblr #a vent #wormwebserial #wildbow #parahumans #yeah this was kicked off by wildbow #putting amy smoking and lisa permanent mouth scar on the same level as readers who thought victoria deserved it #not even the author is exempt from judgement as a canon compliance gremlin

[tafferling]

The state of this Taff

It's a struggle, ya'all.

Just before my birthday at the end of November, I learned that my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer. Not a big surprise, that, considering I grew up in a household where the kitchen had a literal smoke cloud hanging in it 24/7, but. Still. Supposedly, she says, it's one of those that'll get knocked over by chemo looking at it funny, but there's another problem that's a lot more dire and immediately life-threatening: the cancer metastasized in her brain.

I spent the next few weeks scrambling to buy a car and get my dog vaccinated for rabies. See, I live in Sweden, and she lives in Austria. And I've got no one to look after my dog, meaning he's got to come with me. Therefore, car. Fast forward to the 22nd of December, and I finally start driving down.

Of course, I am going to see my mom! Yeah, she still tells me I gotta go get me a man cause I'm 40 and need to get me that husband to set me right and I am not ace, just broken and need to see myself fixed so a man'll have me yadda yadda (and the racism, let's not forget about the racism and the casual homophobia), but she's my mom, ya know?

She's had her brain surgery at that point already and was recently discharged. Everyone tells me she's doing great. She tells me she's doing great. It's just sweet that I'm coming down and so on and so forth.

Neat, right?

I even call her 10 minutes before I arrive, while taking a quick break to walk the dog near my aunt's and dad's grave. Ask her if she's got dinner for me, cause I haven't had any proper food for two days or if I should grab something on the way. She says she's got it all. Sweet.

ahahaha... WELL, I arrive there, and I find out that, no. She's not doing alright. Turns out everyone failed to mention to me that she has what basically amounts to short-term memory dementia, or whatever you like to call it. I arrive, and I find out that not only is the house barely liveable, but she's got no food (it's the 23rd, 5pm, and shops close at 6pm until the 27th), and she has no idea where anything is in the house or what she's done five minutes ago.

I dump all my shit (plus the dog) in the house and dive into the "last hour before shops close" fun (JFC, where did all those people come from) so we have stuff to eat. When I get home, it all settles in: Not only do I have a full-time job that I'll have to do while I am here (naturally), but (for the foreseeable future) I am also my mom's full-time caretaker from here on out.

She's forgotten her phone PIN since then (getting a new SIM card sent here next week). She was taking her meds wrong and missed two crucial ones. She has a radiology appointment next Tuesday and kept telling me she is being picked up by an ambulance, only for me to call her oncologist and find out that's not true, I've got to drive her (which isn't an issue, but if I hadn't called the guy to figure out her med sdsafkjasdfsa). So on. And so forth, with other highlights including her not knowing how to pay her bills, me getting screamed at cause of that, then her friend screaming at me, her fucking neighbour bringing her cigarettes and smoking in the kitchen with her (THE WOMAN HAS LUNG CANCER) and ---- :sounds of distant Taff wailing at the void:

I also got screamed at by total strangers three goddamn times already, and it's really bringing home why I left this country. Not saying everyone's an ass, but when you got grown men shouting at you for trivial shit like "waiting with your shopping cart to let a car out", "taking longer to put away your groceries cause you're fucking exhausted and can barely see straight anymore", and "going the wrong way in a shopping parking lot (NOT during rush hour, mind you, that was later on in the morning when the place was nearly empty) cause you missed the arrow and haven't been here in nearly 15 years" you just kinda-- *deflates*. Please. Stop shouting at me.

I wanna kick some rocks and mope.

Anyway. Yeah. It's rough, ya'all. And I don't usually like doing this, but this time, maybe I should: If you've ever liked any of my writing and you haven't, like, I dunno dropped a kudos or something, I'd appreciate any sort of encouragement or positivity in my life right now. Any little pick-me-up will do. 'cause I need to admit I am out of my depth, I am overwhelmed, and I have no idea what to do.

#Just Taffer Things #A Vent #A BIG VENT #like a big stretch but not as fun

[mokeonn]

some Youtubers will put on the most serious voice and give a graphic content warning to the most weenie hut juniors horror content in the world, and then others will simply tell you to snuggle up and get a snack before describing real life crimes in graphic, triggering, detail.

#simon says #a vent #i went on an iceberg video binge and was shocked when for once a bottom tier was actually horrifying #Normally it's just obscure or really gross shit #but for once it deserved to stay at the bottom of an iceberg and i wish i didn't listen to it #I ended up getting triggered due to the subject matter #It's on me since there was a content warning. I just disregarded that warning since it normally doesn't need to be there #normally the graphic warning will be for the most sensitive of viewers. This time it was for every viewer. #so it's on me but also woof #kinda funny how it works huh

[champagnepodiums]

okay so i'm in a facebook writing group and the question was like how to refer to a dead body (like they wanted to know if they should use 'it' or the dead person's pronouns) and like there were so many comments saying that like professionals would use 'it' to describe the dead body because they're professionally distant and I'm like still lowkey very offended. like do people really think that people who handle death for a living are that cold-hearted and calloused?

phew anyways, there isn't really a point to this other than to vent. and in case anybody is wondering, there is no situation that would ever call for me or any of my colleagues to use the term 'it' to describe a deceased person. because people don't stop being people when they die. (and obviously they are sucky people who work in my job field but they are sucky people, if they use 'it' to describe a decedent than they are terrible and i hate them and i'd tell them as much)

#a vent #tw death #tw talk of death #tw mention of dead bodies

[teja-the-moss-gremlin]

Man, I dislike going to reblog a cool ID only for the op to be into purity culture and antikink

Come on, y'all.

You can't call yourself a queer inclusionist while actively excluding people the rung below you on the ladder of "degeneracy"

Like, I'm sorry, but if you think excluding those you find to be ickygross is a step in the right direction, you're doing your oppressors a favor.

#teja talks #a vent #so many big names in the mogai community (and many many smaller coiners) are so entrenched in purity culture #it's seriously disheartening to see so many queers and lgbt+ folks completely reverse reverse on their inclusion #right when they get uncomfortable with something #as if that is not the exact same thing pericishets do to us

[geisttheawkwardnerd]

Ok, I need to yell about this. If you're one of those creeps that sexualizes Coco and/or ships her with the adults, STOP IT. She is clearly a minor. Block me if you are in support of such disgusting behavior.

#geist blabbers #crash bandicoot #coco bandicoot #a vent

[m0rsart]

it’s so weird to for me that people actually remember me or pay attention to my existence sometimes. I spent so many years just trying to be invisible because I stood out for so many bad reason and felt so unloved and unworthy that it throws me for a loop that someone actually remembered my names. just been disconnected for periods of time feels like I’m walking through a dream or just not real.

#unhearthly diaries #a vent

[mourntheantagonist]

anyway, here’s a little update on my life, since I kinda disappeared there.

not gonna sugar coat anything. life has been a hot pile of shit lately. the seasonal depression was to be expected, but the constant state of stress and fear was not, but I’m happy to report that in a week from now I will be out of this fucking town and hopefully will no longer be afraid to fall asleep at night. doesn’t help that my mom won’t stop talking about what’s been going on here, and tiktok detectives keep freaking me out with their “stay vigilant” shit. and the shit just continues to pile on, but at least I get to go home soon, and escape. hopefully

I hope to be back. I’ve done a little bit of writing lately. hopefully you’ll see me around a bit more soon.

#a vent

[freakinhorse123]

Im so incredibly glad that there’s so much more pan/bi solidarity and much less pan-phobia (i can’t speak for biphobia) now than there used to be a couple of years ago. I was on instagram back in like 2018 and at the top of the pansexual hashtag on instagram was a post titled “the problem with pansexual” and fuck if that didn’t make me fucking cry at my phone. I was like 13 and only just comfortable with my identity and seeing that at that young an age took me out. Im so glad that young pansexuals now won’t have to see so many posts like that.

#its still easy to find but at least the panphobes have shut up. #for a bit at least. #not sure if the term ‘battle axe bisexual’ has another meaning or was repurposed but to me the term battle axe bisexual meant raging #panphobe who argued against microlabels #like m8 let people identify how they want #no need to police them and attack them on it #panphobia mention tw #a vent #just ranting needed to dump this here

[skythanlmao]

not to be mean or smth but when people assume someone's sexuality just because that person have a stuff or an outfit in that particular (sexuality's flag) color is so dumb to me, saying is fine but when you say the person who's seeing can take it into a serious thing and they may be like "yeah they are queer" to the person who isn't. ik I would be the first person to be yelling if some of the fav celebs of mine came out as queer but just finding smth to prove they are queer when they didn't even say anything about it is rude. assuming that I have romantic feelings cuz I love romance in media, is actually so impolite.

#that's what happening in most of the fandom #ik nobody would understand this unless some people like bylers I guess and I hope y'all understand #if someone ever did that to e I would be so mad ngl #if they are a part of LGBT and if they really want to come out they will do it #omg they are gay umm how u say that well I saw them with pride flag and gay flag color outfit bruhhhh #actually I look at girls and think they are pretty or it would be nice to just look st them smiling to just hold that moment but it doesn't #mean I wanna smooch them right? RIGHT????? #a vent #this have really happened to me irl so uk???

[writingfeatherduster]

Darling

May I call you darling?

I am not your lover, and I have no desire to be, but you are still darling to me.

May I call you dear?

You're dear to me.

You rest in a safe place in my heart, weighted in my chest, steadying my heartbeat.

Darling, dear, please don't be afraid.

Friendship has become known for its fragility.

Even in the times of Jobe, friends tended to turn from one another in times of difficulty.

This is not that kind of friendship.

Our friendship isn't fragile, because you are darling, dear to me.

I want to support you.

I want to be here for you.

It doesn't matter if I agree with everything you do.

You friends, your love life, that's none of my business.

Not unless you want it to be.

I might get hurt sometimes, with that mindset, but you've always been there when I'm hurt.

I have faith you will come to my rescue when it happens, and that's enough for me.

I'll come rescue you too.

Even if you do something I warned you against.

Even if I told you you'd get hurt, and you did it anyway.

I'll be here.

I'll wait.

I'll welcome you home.

I'll put on some hot water and make you a cup of tea.

On rough days, you can always count on two cups of tea waiting on the table.

One green, and one chamomile.

Pick whichever you like and I'll drink the other one.

I've noticed you prefer green tea, but I don't want to assume it will be the right one every day.

I'm part of your routine.

You are part of mine.

I have no intention of letting that change.

You've been hurt enough by the hand of others.

I know, despite my warnings, that you will be hurt again.

I don't mind.

I'll wait here with two cups of tea.

I'll wait.

I can wait.

So long as you come home to me, we're going to be okay.

I'll make you laugh, explore the world around us with you, and give you happy memories to comfort you when you're depressed.

I will be here to rely on while you make your mistakes.

I will be here to rely on when those around you make mistakes.

I will tolerate.

I will accept.

I will build a home you feel safe coming home to.

Our friendship isn't fragile at all, because we built it carefully.

It's sturdy and strong.

It's my home.

Yes, our friendship is a home to me.

I can be your home, too.

Please take a deep breath for me.

Make good decisions.

Make bad decisions.

Help me.

Hurt me.

I'll be here.

With two cups of tea.

Darling

Dear

Welcome home.

#my writing #a vent #kinda? #writers on tumblr #original work