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hawkinsd3vil · 6 months
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// I'm only going to say this once.
KEEP. ME. OUT. OF. YOUR. DRAMA.
I don't want anonymous messages. I don't want to be dragged into shit that doesn't concern me. I'm not interested, I'm not involved, so stay out of my inbox.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK.
I will block your ass and delete the messages.
That's it. That's all I'm going to say. Consider this your first and final warning.
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closet-keys · 1 month
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oppression is not relegated to just what people visually see about you.
and I'm not saying this in the context of like the discussion of hypervisibility vs invisibility dynamics, but just on the level of-- when people face interpersonal hostility or even violence because someone mistakes them for a member of an oppressed group, or is seeking to humiliate or degrade them by comparing them to a stigmatized group
(e.g. a straight kid gets picked on and called anti-gay slurs, a tme butch person gets kicked out of a bathroom due to the assumption that they're a trans woman, a non-Black person of color gets called a specifically anti-Black slur, a civilian woman is harassed by police assuming her to be a sex worker, etc.)
claiming that their ability to be visually mistaken for a member of the oppressed group being targeted means that they are inherently a part of that group being targeted is to deny all of the ways in which oppression functions structurally before anyone sees you at all.
(before the other kids see the straight kid and call him anti-gay slurs to degrade him, there are already laws forbidding gay kids from talking to safe adults or accessing information about themselves; before the butch enters the bathroom and is singled out, there are already laws preventing trans women from existing in public spaces, accessing medical care, accessing shelters, etc.; before the non-Black person sees the racist, the entire structure of cities--public transport, housing, policing--is already set up to surveil and punish Black people; before the civilian woman encounters a misogynist cop, there are already laws criminalizing housing for sex workers, denying them bank accounts, preventing them from accessing public spaces on and offline, etc.)
It is a moment of being targeted by the violence of that specific oppression, but it is not equivalent to the full experience of existing as someone who is always and already a target for the oppression before anyone sees them.
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hellsite-hall-of-fame · 9 months
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I mean, you're obviously President Barack Obama, right?
well obviously
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also can everyone stop stealing my shoelaces now >:(
/j
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canisalbus · 2 months
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i'm currently suffering from an unknown undiagnosed chronic stomach pain that really super sucks and honestly i so relate to machete waking up covered in blood and just being like ah. this bullshit again. its a mood
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johannestevans · 9 months
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Hi, as an intersex trans masc person I was just wondering if I could ask/clarify a couple things about your posts about being referred to as "afabs"
This is entirely out of a desire to better understand other perspectives so I'm sorry if its a bother, it isn't intended that way
Is it that you generally dislike being referred to as afab because it references a gender that is not your identity, or is it specifically it being used as a noun that causes the issue?
If it is the noun issue, could I ask if you can elaborate on why?
I was under the impression that afab/amab were useful and accepted ways to refer to someone's physical sex at birth, which is what is relevant in discussion about pregnancy etc. Have I misinterpreted something here?
(I'm also autistic so idk if I've missed some tone issue or sarcasm or implication here, I'm just trying to understand better so I don't offend others)
I hope you're doing well and thanks for your time x
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS "PHYSICAL SEX".
And even if there were, right?
Calling me an "AFAB", the implication is meant to be that BECAUSE I was assigned female at birth and had ~female parts~, that means I must have ~female parts~ now, as if these things don't change with time and hormones and surgery, as if because I was erroneously described as female, I am the same physically as I was as an infant, and therefore I share in common everything with anyone else who was also described as female at birth, erroneously or otherwise.
Of course anything to do with being "female" isn't my fucking identity, as a man.
AFAB and AMAB stand for Assigned Female at Birth and Assigned Male at Birth.
Being assigned male or female was an event that happened in the past. I was also a fucking baby at birth. I'm not a baby now, am I? Just because I was an infant then doesn't mean you would prefer to me as an ex-infant or previously an infant. That has 0 bearing on my identity as an adult. It's bizarre to bring it up.
AMAB and AFAB are perfectly useful terms to describe that specific event - the event at birth when you were assigned a sex, incorrect or otherwise.
What relevance or frankly, business, is it of anyone's what sex a ten-year-old was assigned at birth? A twenty-year-old? A forty-year-old? A seventy-year-old?
There are loads of trans people who never went through the wrong puberty, and have had various surgeries. There are plenty of trans people who have been stealth since they were kids, where many of the people around them never had any idea they were trans and/or intersex, and they just went through the puberties they were most comfortable with.
There is no "AFAB" or "AMAB" experience that is universal to everyone based on what sex they were assigned at birth. That is a lie, it is a fiction, and it's not even a convincing once if you actually talk to a variety of other trans and intersex people. Words to the contrary are generally just based in gender essentialist ideology.
What does it have to do with anything, except that some freaks basically still think of assigned sex at birth as what you "really" are, or having a big impact on your current identity in perpetuity?
In a few years, the abilities of surgeons around uterine transplants will have improved. Within twenty years, I expect we'll see more trans women having pregnancies, and in general more people carrying pregnancies after having womb transplants and other organ transplants.
Just say "people who can get pregnant". Just say "people carrying pregnancies" and "pregnant people".
Stop trying to imagine that someone's ~femaleness~ or ~maleness~ is what the crux of the matter is here. Stop trying to project the male and female """"""biological""""" bullshit onto people when it doesn't apply to them.
There is no such thing as universal biological or physical sex under male and female categories, let alone shared experiences based on those categories.
Just eliminate that shit from your mind. It's a fucking cancer.
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foldingfittedsheets · 3 months
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I got Leeloo when she was seven weeks old. The owner lied, or miscounted, and I got her a week too young. She was pretty well adjusted for all that, feisty and fierce as a kitten. I got her right as my ex and I were splitting. She was only a month or two old when we broke up. It was pretty wretched, finals week at college, both of us heart sore, and then we both came down with the mother of all coughs.
He was sleeping on the couch. I offered to share my cough suppressant and he set it on the table. We weren’t used to having a kitten under foot yet.
I was brushing my teeth when I glanced out the door and saw one of the scariest things I’ve ever seen, my beloved kitten on her side seizing, the pill capsule punctured and empty beside her. He burst into panicked tears when I shouted and I practically shook him to get in the car while routing to an emergency vet.
We sat clutching each others hands in the waiting room. Neither of us had known who would get the kitten in the breakup. But sitting there, both of us sobbing, he said it should be me. The doctor told us she had a fifty fifty shot of pulling through. She’d almost asphyxiated, her tongue was blue when we’d gotten her in the door.
After what felt like centuries they came out and said she’d made it. She was going to live.
It was only a few months later that I noticed her not walking around. She barely played anymore. I took her to the vet again and they said she was just constipated and didn’t follow up. Another pestering a week later led to closer examination of her X-rays. Turns out, the asphyxiation had led to a very narrow blood vessel leading to the head of her femur dying. So her bone had snapped off in the joint.
Horrified at the amount of pain she must have been in I got her in for surgery to remove the bone fragment. In a human we’d stop being able to walk, but cats have enough muscle to overcome a simple thing like lacking the ball for their ball and socket joint.
The surgery was a shit show. They called me after putting her under anesthesia and cutting her up open only to realize they were missing a tool. Then they sent her home with an open wound instead of stitches and I had to bring her back yet again to go under and get stapled shut. Then they tried to charge me for all their fuck ups while I was already sobbing over vet bills.
I had a loft bed at the time. Usually she climbed a cat tree to join me in bed at night but after her surgery I made a nest on the ground so I could cuddle with her every night. Her dopey little face looking at me from her cone was worth my back hurting every day.
I felt so bad watching her try to eat with a cone that I hand fed her every meal. To this day she’ll go sit by the food dishes, looking at me longingly to remind me of my little nest on the ground where I’d hand fed her.
That was a decade ago. But she still remembers.
Today I got her new medicine for her horrible cough, fretting about her lungs collapsing. I lovingly rolled each pill and brought them to her an hour early because I couldn’t stand having medicine on hand that I wasn’t giving her.
It was only after she’s happily eaten her pill pockets that I remembered the pills saying to give them with food. So I walked back upstairs and stood beside the cat bed while she ate from my hand again, and when she was done she looked at me with love. Because she doesn’t feel good but I’m still here to hand feed her.
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itslouistomlinson · 8 months
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He grew the moustache to match the beard... 🥲
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childotkw · 11 months
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Hear me out: Harry time travels to Tom's era and takes a teaching job at Hogwarts just to keep a eye on him but the only open position?
Divination.
Luckily Hermonie made him time travel with history books and all of his "visions" are true. Unluckily Tom isn't on his roster. So how does Harry get close to him?
"I had a prophecy"
"Did you really? What was it?"
"The prophecy dictates that I have to keep Hogwarts open over summer as a camp or the world ends"
"... seems fake but your seer powers have never been wrong before so okay."
"RIDDLE WANT TO GO TO SUMMER CAMP? ILL TEACH YOU HOW TO ROW A BOAT, TIE A KNOT, AND LOVE YOUR FELLOW HUMANS"
Harry would cause so much chaos as the divination teacher omg. He'd initially be like "i have become what i hate" but then he'd go "hey you know what this is actually hilarious".
Reading his history books in private and then coming in like "damn really sucks that X is gonna happen" and everyone is confused because aren't prophesies supposed to be said in a riddle or while the seer seems off-their-face high? And Harry just responds with "you know generalisations like that are actually really harmful". Two weeks later the Thing that he 'predicted' happens and people just have to accept that their divination teacher is either secretly orchestrating these events or can actually see the future.
Sucks that he can't hone in on individuals though. Harry having to try and find a nice way to tell Random Ravenclaw Student #3 that "sorry I can't see your future" without revealing its because they never did anything cool enough to get into his many history books.
But once he builds up enough cred with the other professors he would then start bullshitting so hard to get what he wants. He's doing the divination equivalent of writing a get out of jail free card because all he has to say is some wishy-washy prophecy stuff or claim its to avoid a disastrous future (and really - is he even lying? Getting Tom some morals and empathy would make the future less of a shitshow), and most people believe him.
Summer camp? Dippet signs off on it purely to get Harry out of his office lest he start 'predicting' the ways he could die again (he still avoids every third step in the castle after that one ominous warning).
Apprenticing Riddle because 'he has a real talent for prophecies'? Horace agrees enthusiastically because Harry 'predicts' the winning teams of the international quidditch rounds and he's made a nice sum of money already.
Tom is bemused but willing to go along with it because there must be real power to Professor Potter's predictions and maybe if Tom can learn it he can see into his own future.
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baby-xemnas · 4 months
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can i be honest. i am so over one piece posts because of oversaturation, i block the tag, but i will always visit your tumblr every so often because i love the idea and content of bepolaw so much. theyre so good and hot and wonderful. your content specifically. bepolaw real, even if idk jack shit about the series
anon's one piece:
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maybe the real treasure were the bear best friends we kissed along the way
thank you so much for the message ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ makes me super happy that you check my stuff specifically and its an exception :)))))) thats very very nice ♥
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swordsmans · 8 months
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trying to write smut feels like going to war, holy shit. im in the trenches fighting for my life. is this hot? is it gross? is it sappy? is it physically possible? does that matter? i think im going insane
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04tenno · 10 months
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People seem strangely more okay with Zhao being gay than they do other largely implied queer characters or ones who have outright stated their feelings towards someone of the same sex
Now that's an interesting phenomenon I think may play into something I've wanted to talk about.
I don't remember enough about Y0 to comment on Oda, but Mine's character is, in all ways but one, what is now considered "classically masculine" in the West. He's the kind of man a lot of men strive to be. He's THE breadwinner (and he earned it, by clawing his way out of poverty), he's a mixed martial artist with incredible strength and a chiseled body (and he earned it, by training diligently), and, of course, women really, really want him.
So Mine is perfectly set up as a sort of wish fulfillment fantasy for men. Those aspects of his story are almost universally relatable and almost universally desirable, especially as they're first introduced. But the fantasy is shattered when you acknowledge that none of those things made Mine feel fulfilled, that what did make him feel fulfilled was predicated on falling for a man.
In acknowledging that, you acknowledge the Mine you relate to isn't who he really is. And perhaps who he really is... is the kind of man you look down on, the kind of man you don't understand, the kind of man you'd never want to be.
Because I've noticed none of these guys actually dislike Mine. They ask about whether he's gay as if they want to be reassured that's not the case, and breathe a sigh of relief when people roll in telling them the localization is inaccurate and the wiki is run by fujoshis. Even if the question is in earnest, those voices still ring the loudest. Mine being gay is a "loss." To their understanding of him as a character, or to their personal identity, or in the context of "the culture war."
Zhao, on the other hand? He was never for them in the first place, so it's an easier pill to swallow.
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What kind of birth control do you think post mockingjay Everlark use? Bc I bet Peeta ain’t a fan of condoms. He likes seeing the result of his hard work 💦
You know what Peeta's the biggest fan of? What he truly likes above all else? Making sure the love of his life, one Katniss Everdeen, feels safe, cherished, and respected, to include doing everything in his power to respect her wishes to not have children until she's ready. And as a very wise friend of mine once said: If you want the love, wear the glove. Ergo: he'll use them anyways, if that's what's available to them, and he will do so happily until they're ready to have children, because that's what Katniss deserves.
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blue-rose-soul · 30 days
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For the Devils bastard au with Lilith owning Al's soul.
Lucifer: I can't believe you took my sons soul
Lilith: our son
Alastor: I'm not any of yours
Charlie: 🥺 little brother
Alastor: no
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hellsite-hall-of-fame · 8 months
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Heritage posts already exists
yes dear anon, I do know heritageposts already exists. thank you for the reminder lol
but alas this is the ✨hellsite hall of fame✨ that has now also become a very cursed and ancient museum, so it is ever so slightly different :)
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boxheadpaint · 5 months
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how do i start coming up w more interesting character designs like urs. they are sooooo cool and i try to make a character like that but it always comes out stinky
if it stinks thats great
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kiwiana-writes · 5 months
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okay I just have to say this. like I know it's kinktober but I'm sorry alex and henry love each other??? there's no way they'd enjoy things like free use. I think your writing is amazing and I love that you write them loving each other and not being all degrading and stuff but yeah
*Aaron Burr voice* ...okay, so we're doing this.
First of all: You did not, under any circumstances, "just have to say this". You literally didn't. You read something on AO3 that you didn't enjoy, either followed the link to my tumblr or already follow me on here idk, clicked the link to send an ask, wrote out this little kinkshaming tantrum, toggled anon on, and hit send. Those are all choices you made. Own them. As someone who is an asshole at least 40% of the time, you've gotta own when you're being an asshole. Trust me.
Second of all: You are, very genuinely, welcome to interpret/headcanon Alex and Henry's sex life however you want. I feel like this sounds like sarcasm through text, but I mean it. My interpretation of them as people who would be into some freaky stuff is no more or less valid than someone who thinks they never do anything more hardcore than that necktie after the gala in Berlin. If the characterisation doesn't land for you, then it doesn't land for you. That's cool. Not all fic will work for all readers.
Third of all: From the bottom of my heart, fuck off.
The back button exists for a reason. It has existed for at least the length of kinktober 2023, I assure you. You are not, at any point, required to engage any further with a fanfic that you are not vibing with, whether that's because of the premise or the characterisation or the writing style or any other reason. But by the same token, writers are not required to write the things that cater to your sensibilities specifically. There is so much tender lovemaking out there for this pairing. A lot of it is excellent. Go find it and enjoy.
But more than that... I don't know how to tell you that a whole bunch of real life people get off on a whole bunch of stuff that isn't romantic and sanitised, and a whole bunch of people explore those things inside of relationships in which they are very much in love, and those two things are only connected insofar as loving someone makes it easier to trust them with the weirder parts of yourself. Real life people who are deeply in love with their partners get off on free use, or being verbally degraded, or being slapped, or any number of other things that may yuck your personal yum. Unless you're fucking them, it has less than nothing to do with you. Get over it.
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