#peni power

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The musical episode.

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #jin guangyao #nie mingjue #Remember jin guangyao: If you do any treachery you will face the wrath of five horses. #When are the horses going to come into play? You'll see. #s2.ep8 had beautiful music... I listened to it on loop while drawing! #Good music to chill out to before you fly into a rage. #This episode really cements how JGY's mind works - It is a matter of long-term outcomes at the sake of nearly everything else. #Morals do not matter to him if the outcome is more favourable. #and at the center of it all - he has learned that the only person he can truly trust is himself. #In turn - the only person his actions benefit are himself. #He will do anything and everything it takes to reach a position of power - not just for the power. But because it means safety. #Because it was something he was denied and the idea of not having control in his life again is unforgivable. #'Happiness' isn't a goal. We are looking at someone still stuck at the bottom of Maslow's hierarchy of needs. #Everything and everyone is a piece in a game. Bonds and friendships are assets. People are dispensable. #He wants to climb for the sake of climbing. He wants praise and recognition because he feels it is deserved. It's all so hollow. #We could go deeper into his psyche on this. #But these are also tags under a comic in which 'evil penis music' is the punchline.

[shibaraki]

actually in general can we stop harassing writers and artists into making statements about discourse and drama like they’re political candidates or something these are just regular people on the internet lol

#obviously there are exceptions #and things that are important to speak about #but also if you’ve forced it out of them idk is it really helpful #people in positions of power and influence are one thing but we’re writing about anime penis on here come on #ough I’m getting too brave now let me log off #that’s all from me!!!! #priv

[lildoodlenoodle]

UPDATED Age Chart For ATSV Main Spiders!!!(original)

If anything is underlined it means I made a post explaining why I think that characters age is what I listed below, so feel free to click!

Mayday at oldest is 7mo.

Peni Parker is most likely 12/14

Miles Morales is 15

Margo Kess is most likely 15/16

Gwen Stacy is 16/17(15mo. Older than miles)

Pavitr Prabhakar is most likely 16/17

Hobie Brown is most likely 18/20

SpiderNoir is most likely 18/20

Ben Reilly is most likely 24/26

RI-Peter is 26(dead people don’t age)

Jessica Drew is most likely 26/28 looking(ignoring the fact her body would actually be 80-90 depending on universe)

Miguel O’Hara is most likely 32/35

Peter B. Parker is 39

SpiderHam is like 54 “2 days?! Hahaha, I’ve been spider-ham 30 fucking years.”

#note: Jessica’s link is about her powers and origin/not specifically about her age but it’ll clear up why I listed multiple ages #mayday Parker #Peni Parker #miles morales #margo kess #pavitr prabhakar #ben reilly #Peter porker #spider ham #spider noir #peter benjamin parker #Peter b. Parker #sp//dr #miguel o’hara #Jessica Drew #Gwen Stacy #ghost spider #spider 99 #Spider-Man #Hobie brown #spider punk #spiderman India #ripeter

[cletus-kasadys-gay-boy]

THATS IT, I'M "GAYING" YOUR SPIDERS! (they were always gay)

#across the spiderverse #atspv #headcanon #transgender #demisexual #aroace #aromantic #asexual #nonbinary #pansexual #bisexual #they all gay #comes with the powers #miguel has kissed men #gays your favs #spiderman #hobie brown #miguel o'hara #peni parker #spiderman noir #miles morales #gwen stacy #ben reilly #pavitr prabhakar

[cleofem]

I am tired of men worshipping their penises and expecting women to. While they insult and devalue women’s bodies and genitalia. Here is something different for a change. This is for every time I had to see a crudely drawn dick in public or hear the words ‘penis envy’.

pussy:

* beautiful pink and beautiful in general

* even with large labia, the whole thing is tucked in neatly between a woman’s legs

* labia looks like a flower with petals or pink ruffles

* soft mound of venus literally meant to be a cushion

* a clit that has literally 10,000x the nerve endings of the head of the penis, the clit is both internal and external, literally the only organ that exists solely for pleasure, looks like a pearl!

* self-cleaning AND self-lubricating

* soft and slick and silky and contracts and squeezes

* can stretch, but is naturally closed to 1in≤ less diameter outside of sex

* literally gives LIFE and multiple full-body orgasms 🥰

compared to

penis:

a floppy, veiny, bent, weird-colored shrinking wormy rotten sausage with a bulbous mushroom head covered in bumps, statistically more likely to have stds and unhygienic dick cheese, and wrinkly dangling saggy WEAK testicles that can be destroyed with the slightest bump or change in temperature that dip in shitty toilet water and most men don’t wash their hands, used as a crude weapon against women and children for millennia 🤢

#radical feminism #radfem #penis envy #womb envy #the vagina monologues #feminism #pussy power #body positivity #inceldom #mgtow #men’s rights #<- lol die moids #i don’t understand the appeal of putting your mouth or pussy anywhere near the later ew #you might think your dick is a gift i promise you its not

[hellsite-detective]

hi i was wondering which post was the original 'KUNG POW PENIS' post thanks :)

findin' this was a bit difficult. see, i went down to the Search Bar to ask Google for "tumblr kung pow penis" and found a photograph. from there, i searched through several addresses that were listed on in the thread and eventually i was able to track down a version of the post. i filed it away

here you are! i've never heard of this post honestly, but i found it! have a great day!

Post Case: Closed

#im trying to get enough cases done for tomorrow (today by the time youre reading this) #the power is being iffy at my house and i wanna try and get these out oops #kung pow penis #ask #hellsite detective #post case closed

[mercurydancer]

Burning Matches Pt. 2

Adaptation

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This was all written like. Directly after Into the SpiderVerse came out and kind of ignored the ending bumper with Miguel because I didn't know what was coming. So! We're going to say this is an alternate universe of an alternate universe.

Not like it's out of the question LOL

_

            Peni Parker was smart. She had learned how to hack into a mainframe when she was six, and she had been making her own mechanical suits since she was eight. Her father’s death had catapulted her headfirst into the role of pilot at nine, her main motivation for creating those suits fading with the sudden realization that the one that she wanted to pilot them would never be able to again. But there was something else that probably made her more dangerous and more efficient than anyone believed she could be:

           Peni was adaptable.

           When given the information that the only one that could use her father’s suit was her, Peni had gone with it. She had allowed the spider-half of the SP//dr CPU to bite her, and in turn she had gained the arachnid’s presence in her own brain…and she had also gained the ability to use the mech. Peni had taken to it like a fish to water and had been operating the mech successfully for five years. She had learned how to use the SP//dr’s own abilities and make them her own, she had learned how to hack those same mainframes when bullets were fired at her, and she had learned how to go with the flow when under constant pressure. It was why when the world suddenly changed around her in a way that pulled her into a swirling vortex of color, she didn’t panic, she instead sought to gain information.

           It had been harder than she had originally anticipated. The universe she had found herself in had a significantly less advanced information system and it had been difficult to gain access to it. Yet, Peni was adaptable. She made it work as well as she could, until she felt the tugging in the back of her mind.

           Finding the black-and-white man pressing himself to the side of a building had been odd at first. Okay, more than odd, it had been downright mind-blowing. There was nothing to explain why he was able to stick to the side of the condemned building, nothing to explain why he was absorbing all of the multicolored lights from the billboards and reflecting said light as white. He was an anomaly dressed in a trench coat and a spider-mask, complete with large bug-eyed lenses, and it was odd.

           It was also kind of amazing.

           Peni couldn’t stick to walls, she used her SP//dr for that, but here this man was, and he was pressed to it as though he was made for it. Even so, there was a kinship she felt to him, a mutual understanding born from something that she couldn’t quite grasp hold of. Yet, there had been some information that she had managed to glean from this world, and this was something that she actually recognized, even though she had not expected to see it so soon, nor quite in this manner.

           She had seen the information in this world of someone called Spider-Man. Had seen videos of him swinging across New York with webs, stick to walls, and dodge things that he would have no knowledge about, and she thought that perhaps this man was the same. He was simply as out-of-place as her, but in a very different way.

           Peni wondered if whatever had pulled her to this world had pulled him as well. It was what allowed her to do something else she hadn’t initially planned on doing.

           It allowed her to be vulnerable. It allowed a bit of that fear to rise up and display itself before someone who she had no doubt would not take advantage. And besides…whatever fear she was feeling, whatever unvoiced anxiety she was struggling with, she could tell that he was in much worse condition than her. Even still, the moment she opened her mouth and allowed a surprised, almost awed “you’re like me” pass her lips, and heard the answering echo from him, she watched as everything that he was feeling was discarded. He stood before her, booted-feet easily keeping him stuck to the concrete as he stared into her revealed eyes as the hatch opened, and she found herself idly impressed.

           ‘Peter,’ as it turned out his name was, was also proving to be adaptable.

           When he suggested that he was like her, and they both had similar out-of-place stylizations, and brought up the fact that this similarity likely wasn’t coincidence, she was sold. She was sold enough to not mind when it turned out that Peter couldn’t adapt quite quick enough. Peni herself was having trouble whenever she looked at him, she couldn’t imagine the agony of suddenly being hit with an almost infinite number of colors.

           Peni’s tolerance was quickly turned to impressed when he suddenly flung himself away from her mech and threw out his own web halfway to their destination – a taller building so she could gain more signal (the past was weird). The web he threw out was as black as he was, a stark contrast to the white of her own, but she knew what it was as soon as she saw it. He kept pace with her easily, though he had to take two swings for every one of hers. Her extra five feet made up for a lot when it came to swinging, but he still managed to keep right alongside her.

           Peni grinned as she realized that this wasn’t just someone that was like her, this was someone that she could trust. This was someone that would push themselves, would push her, and she needed that. Particularly when the rest of the world didn’t seem to want to stop throwing curve-balls at her.

           The pig was…weird. He was colored, which was nice, but he seemed to disobey every law of physics there was.

           Peter Porker did not adapt to the world around him. Porker made the world adapt to him.

           He came in literally floating in the breeze by his nose, towards a hot-dog stand of all things. The only thing that saved the people from a panic-attack and potential questionings of sanity was a black web that was launched out, catching the pig, and bringing it to them. Peter Porker reacted to them in a similar way to the way that Peter and herself had reacted to each other, and gave his own story as they all stood on top of another building, out of the way of the people underneath as the sun set behind them

           Adapt, Peni reminded herself, adapt. The poor black-and-white Peter looked absolutely boggled when she spared a glance his way. This wasn’t his day.

           “So, I was a spider living in the basement of this wonderful pig named May Porker, right? Well one day she decides she wants to reinvent the hair-dryer and irradiates herself!” He throws his hands around as he describes this, and both Peni and Peter watched him silently, taking in his pacing. “And then she bit me, and I turned into a pig, with most of the abilities I had before when I was a spider! She’s been acting as my Aunt ever since, I think she feels bad for biting me, but it’s not been that bad of a gig! I get to save the world and aside from Pork-Grind, it’s been a pretty nice deal. I guess you can all call me Porker considering there’s another Peter that got here first, and that’s a good way to identify us. But what about your stories? Who are you guys?”

           The explanations they gave had very little difference to the one that they had told each other, and Porker made a bit of an exaggerated “yeesh” sound as Peter finished his own story. “Lighten up a little,” he told him. Peter didn’t give him a response.

           The fact that it was also a Peter that they found, though in this case given the last name of Porker, further emphasized the fact that this seemed extremely targeted. It also made the idea of seeing if this universe had an Aunt May even more appealing to Peni. Pete – something that black-and-white Peter suggested they call him when it became apparent that it was likely the Spider-Man of this universe was likely named Peter, and they couldn’t both be Peter – seemed extremely wary of the idea at first, but at both Porker and Peni’s combined pushing, he caved.

           Peni found Aunt May’s address easily enough once she knew what to search for, as well as the confirmation she needed that it really was a Peter Parker that was swinging around the city. They had their safe-haven found, they had the one that could help them, and likely hook them up with her nephew in order to get them back home, in case Peter lived somewhere else. They would be able to help him fix what was wrong, they would save the world…

           Later, Peni would almost wish that Pete hadn’t caved to their plan of finding Aunt May.

           Peni hid SP//dr as she didn’t want to draw anymore stares than they already did, her spider friend carefully perched on her shoulder.

           The way the door swung open and an older woman stepped out was something that Peni had not expected, nor was the sight of the baseball bat. She especially hadn’t expected the way she locked eyes on Pete and almost sagged. Peni watched as that Aunt May threw her arms around Pete, and how after a moment’s shock, Pete returned the embrace. They were brought into her house before attention could truly focus on them, and that was when they saw the television.

           “Peter Parker found dead at 26,” read the ticker-tape on the news station it was turned to, and Peni felt her heart sink.

           Pete tightened his grip on this aunt that wasn’t his, and the other two took a step back out of respect.

           It was something else to adapt to, and they were good at that.

_

           Adaptability was something that Miles did not seem to have.

           It seemed to be something that he was learning, but for now he didn’t have it. He couldn’t react to Pete’s punches, not even when he loudly announced what he was about to do, he couldn’t react to Ham’s quick-talking, and he couldn’t react to her questions. He couldn’t turn invisible, he couldn’t shock anyone… Miles could barely swing, could barely cling to walls.

           Miles couldn’t get back up.

           Miles was the kid she never got to be.

           Miles was the one that had never been forced to adapt, and while a part of her resented that, the rest of her envied that. Well, now the world was trying to force him, and he just…wasn’t ready. Peni didn’t hate him, nor did she want him to die, and it was with this in mind that she was one of the first to state that he couldn’t be of help to them. Pete’s voice was right there with hers, as was Porker’s, and while Gwen tried to say that she had seen him, knew he had potential, it seemed as though Miles knew he wasn’t ready to adapt either.

           Miles ran, having finally managed to turn invisible, and Peni hoped that he stayed away, if only for his own safety. Miles isn’t like them, he can’t adapt, and Peni doesn’t want him to get hurt.

_

           Pete couldn’t be the one to use the Goober.

           When making it she had not considered the fact that he had never seen color before in his life. She had made the Goober with color, had designed it to be simple to use – for ones that had grown up with color, had learned their names and shades when they were growing up, not one that had never seen them. Pete kept trying with the Rubik’s cube, kept trying to name the colors, and he kept failing. He recognized his failure and took himself off the list of people that could stay behind. This was something that he couldn’t adapt to, not in time, and as soon as he recognized it, he stepped away. It was done with a grace she had not expected, even though she could see the way it killed him. He didn’t want to let Peter B do it, he didn’t want to let Gwen do it, his very nature hating the fact that he had to let another life take the hit, but he knew that he couldn’t do it.

           Peter Porker had a similar problem, as being a pig he was used to color, but was color-blind in a way that was different to Pete’s. He reacted to the inability with a similar way to how he reacted to everything else, made a joke out of it. Peni wasn’t sure how to react to the cartoon pig that operated on a different level than they did, but she was willing to see how far he could take his ability to make things adapt to him and see what he could do.

           Peni vowed to herself that as soon as she found something that she couldn’t adapt to, she would handle it like Pete.

           When they finally went together to stop the Kingpin, the fight was worse than she had ever expected. It was also the most surprising. She hadn’t expected herself to suddenly be pinned to the ground as Scorpion hit and hit and hit and… Peni couldn’t do it.

           Peni couldn’t adapt, she couldn’t get him to stop, she couldn’t get away, she was…she was going to die.

           She let go…

           And then she was saved.

           Porker appeared out of nowhere and proved that there was so much more to him than met the eye, something she had known from the beginning. The large mallet he pulled out of his pocket and beat Scorpion with was a wonder, and if Peni hadn’t been struggling to get out of her crippled mech she would have been amazed. Pete came in then after Porker stunned him, and grabbed the Scorpion with his deadly tail, swinging him around in a circle as she finally managed to climb out of her busted mech and pulled the SP//dr’s leg away, holding it like a bat, making eye contact with Pete. Pete let go, sending the Scorpion flying towards her, and she finally hit him with that leg, sending him out into the void, rage filling her and fueling her. Her rage faded just as suddenly as it appeared, taking in the sight of her broken mech. Spider crawled out then, the small arachnid that was her best friend and had been her only companion crawling onto her hand as she offered it. She felt the words that he whispered into her skull, felt the soothing thrum of assurance in her head, and in the tapping of his pedipalps on her hand, and then there was someone behind her. When Pete offered her his shoulder, she accepted as she offered the Spider her own, and Pete swung her out and towards the Goober with the others, for one final goodbye, and she felt a smile stretch her face as she finally caught sight of Miles, a sudden burst of happiness hitting her even in her mourning over the lost mech.

           Miles had adapted.

           They would be okay. They’d all go home, and they’d be okay. Miles knew what he was, he knew who he was. He was Spider-Man. He could do it.

           They said their goodbyes and their last words, and then they were gone.

           Peni found herself in her universe down more friends than she ever wanted to lose, and for once in her life decided she didn’t want to adapt. She wasn’t going to quietly accept it like Pete had, she was going to do something different.

           Peni was going to be like Porker. She was going to force the universe to adapt to her. She was bringing her Spider-Fam back, no matter how long it took her, and the universe, quite simply: could suck it.

#burning matches #spiderverse #into the spiderverse #spiderverse fanfic #peni parker #miles morales #peter b parker #peter porker #spidernoir #spiderman noir #peter benjamin parker #spider-ham and his world-breaking powers #b team needs more love #we're out here being adaptable #and thematically relevant lol #enjoy!

[pansyboybloom]

i think the reason why so many ppl, including many trans people (and trans men!), prefer trans guys to be miserable and penisless as opposed to being happy with meta/phallo is that we as a sex-based patriarchal society are so fucking off the walls about penises. they are so important, so masculine, so powerful, something to be revered, penis envy, blah blah blah, that the moment someone proves they can just make one whenever the fuck they want and that, no, actually it's just a tube of flesh and muscle and completely morally neutral, it's repulsive

#this also reminds me of a part in whipping girl #where the author mentions that trans women are both sexualized AND desexualized bc of how obsessed we are with the 'power' of #the masculine penis #and that neovaginas are seen as repulsive in part #because they are made from a penis #these women are tearing down the castle so to speak #and taking something important and 'ruining' it #like we are but in the opposite direction

[pakoblog]

#music #fuser #mashup #absolute clown penis #fuser is too powerful #pakodumbcrap

[cardcaptorsakura96]

About Last Night-Chapter 6

Fandom: Supergirl

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lillian Luthor, Lena Luthor, Andrea Rojas, Lionel Luthor, Lex Luthor, Clark Kent, Alex Danvers, Eve Teschmacher, Jess, Bruce Wayne, Diana Prince, Winn Schott

Summary: Lillian Luthor is eagerly wanting to get to her daughter's destination wedding. However, a couple of detours with the docile Kara Danvers changes her life in a big way.

Rating: Mature

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

Lillian sighed as she hung up the phone. 

“That’s a relief. Bruce and Diana were way more understanding than I thought they would be.”

Kara leaned back in her seat, sighed, and said, “I am just glad that they were so forgiving. Still not sure how I am going to look them in the eye when we see them again.”

Lillian gave a small smile while gently grabbing Kara’s hand and rubbing small circles across it causing Kara to look up at her startled. 

“It is like they said. They don’t hold anything against us this weekend especially since this was a disgruntled employee’s fault. The only thing we can do now is focus on what is ahead of us.”

Kara smiled and said, “You’re right. Thanks for that.”

Lillian gave a soft smile and said, “No problem.” Lillian stretched while looking out the limo window and said, “Besides, there are other more pressing things that we need to be conce…”

Kara looked up quizzically at Lillian noticing that she stopped in mid-sentence and asked, “Is there something wrong?”

Lillian frowned while looking out the window and murmured, “Possibly.”

Lillian turned to Jess curiously and asked, “Did something change with our flight plans? I noticed that we are on the tarmac instead of going to the traditional loading gate.”

Jess nodded and said, “Decisions were made that after yesterday’s…events, it may be better to use the jet that Bruce Wayne provided for us instead of taking a commercial flight out.”

“Oh,” said Lillian slightly flustered. “It would have been nice to be made aware of such changes.”

Jess nodded and said, “I am sorry about not saying anything sooner, but honestly given everything that has happened, this was the least worrisome of the damage control that I had to try to be ahead of the last twenty-four hours.”

Lillian winced at that statement. She leaned back in her seat and sighed. 

It is stupid of me to get upset over something minuscule like that. Change in flight plans is a minor blimp in comparison to the shit show that has been my life the last day or so. 

Lillian looked up towards Jess with an apologetic smile and said, “I am sorry for snapping Jess. You have gone above and beyond the call of duty this weekend. Not knowing about the flight change is inconsequential compared to everything else. I shouldn’t even have complained to begin with because the private jet is definitely an upgrade. At least I don’t have to worry if I am sitting next to a creep like I was last time.”

Jess laughed nervously and said, “It is not a problem. I am just glad that things will be running more smoothly from here.”

Jess rubbed the back of her neck. 

One can only hope at this point. 

As Jess was guided to her seat on the jet, she noticed there was a manilla folder on top of it. 

Must be the plan that Lex wanted me to follow. 

Jess quickly grabbed the folder and sat down at her seat to peruse its content. She frowned at some of its content and went to her phone to double verify some of the claims it made inside. After verifying everything, she stared at the file baffled. 

It is true what they say. A good ruse is one that has morsels of truth sprinkled throughout it. Hopefully, Lillian and Kara will go along with it. 

Jess looked up to see Kara fluffing up her neck pillow and taking out an eye mask to go to sleep and Lillian was busy typing away at her computer.

Jess cleared her throat to get the women’s attention. They looked up at her startled. 

“I wanted to go over the itinerary about our flight and destination before everyone gets comfortable.”

Lillian frowned and asked, “Other than we are going to Ireland and will probably sleep during a good portion of the flight, is there really anything else that we need to know?”

Jess nodded and said, “Well, it is going to take us longer to get to Ireland than originally planned.”

Lillian looked at her hesitantly and asked, “Why?”

“We chose the jet route because we honestly weren’t sure what type of state that you would be in when you guys woke up….”

“That’s understandable….” said Lillian warily.

“However, this particular jet is not equipped to make long flights overseas. For that reason, we will be making a layover on Mr. Wayne’s private island to refuel and also to change flight staff since the ones with us are currently working overtime to accommodate our schedule.”

Lillian looked at Jess hesitantly and asked, “Okay, how much downtime are we looking at?”

Jess laughed nervously and said, “One day. Possibly two if the tropical storm that they are tracking veers and hits the island.”

Lillian leaned back, groaned, and said, “It may have been better if we had actually taken commercial. I know that a lot of this was planned out so we could have discretion, but…”

Jess raised up her hand which caused Lillian to stop. 

“I understand wanting to get out as quickly as possible, but if we had tried to take commercial, it would have taken us longer to get there.”

Kara raised an eyebrow and asked, “How is that even possible?”

Read the rest on AO3

#dc comics #dc universe #supergirl #kara danvers #lena luthor #lillian luthor #andrea rojas #lionel luthor #lex luthor #clark kent #eve teschmacher #alternate universe #no powers au #supergirl fanfiction #supergirl fanfic #dc comics fanfic #dc comics fanfiction #jess from supergirl #girl penis #winn schott #bruce wayne #diana prince #kitten #zebra #rescue #kara danvers x lillian luthor

[geekgirles]

Okay, but you just know if the show were rated a little higher Edred would have 100%, without a shadow of a doubt, made some sort of disparaging remark regarding Winston's dick during their verbal spat.

#like #'so tell me Winston: are you so hellbent on remaining a werewolf because it gives you powers or is it because it makes...' #'...your penis bigger somehow?' #'let me just say if it were the second option I certainly wouldn't blame...*meaningful look*...all things considered' #unicorn: warriors eternal #unicorn warriors eternal #unicorn warriors eternal spoilers #uwe #uwe spoilers #edred #edred the warrior elf #winston #genndy tartakovsky #adult swim #toonami

[wild-at-mind]

As of time of writing, Rishi Sunak is still refusing to apologise for the jibe at trans women in PMQ. (Apologise specifically to Brianna Ghey's parents, her mother at least being definetly present at the time.) What will the fallout for this be? This is only days after normally transphobic tabloids splashed the mugshots of Brianna's killers all over their front page with headlines like 'PURE EVIL'. It seemed the spectacle of 16 year old murderers overrode the fact that they normally don't care about trans people. Rishi's remark streamrolled one of the most important optics rules on most parts of the political spectrum- don't say things that upset the grieving family. On the other hand, Sunak was making a jibe that revealed the fact that most people currently in UK politics seem convinced that if they say 'trans women are women' it will not only prove catastrophic for their chance of being elected, it will also cause mobs of people to thrust stats at them supposedly proving that cis women will be in mortal danger. And that may happen! The statistical evidence isn't there at all, though, so I believe it would come to nothing if he rode it out. Anyway, it's the right thing to do. I believe that after a certain point, continually insisting trans women are not women makes you look deranged. I have a trans woman friend who told me she once asked a transphobic/gender critical aquaintance of ours during calm conversation 'how do you see me? What am I, if not a woman?' The aquaintance said 'you're a man dressed up.' Now, these gender critical people claim to be super duper pro GNC cis men (they aren't, because they are worried the GNC cis men might start IDing as trans, and they hate men anyway especially weird queer ones, so it's a non-starter.) But this person was essentially telling my friend 'you aren't what you have clearly demonstrated yourself to be'. It's often said that 'trans women are women' is an opinion, but in my eyes saying that trans women are not women is an opinion. This aquaintance was saying what she had been indocterinated to believe by her TERF online circles, and I don't think she's reachable (my friend is no longer trying, it was a one off conversation as far as I can tell). I've said this before but I maintain that politicians should stop dignifying the question of 'what is a woman? Define what a woman is!' because it's a question that is never asked in good faith. It's a gotcha, and you don't need to answer it and fall into whatever trap they are setting. You just need to put forth policies that support both cis women and trans women- showing support with your deeds and words. And Starmer should have a fucking backbone- Sunak isn't wrong there. If anything what Sunak did was very revealing because it shows he's used to being surrounded only by people who guffaw at the very idea that 'trans women are women' is something true in both theory and practice. Meanwhile trans people are becoming more visible and I truly believe within 20 years, both Sunak and Starmer will look like dinosaurs in much the same way as the homophobic politicians of yore were following a public zeitgeist that was quickly becoming outdated. It's a shame we never seem to learn from the past.

#uk politics #rishi sunak #keir starmer #transmisogyny #btw i don't know the stats on how many trans women there are in the country but 0.1 % seems on the low side #although technically it doesn't count the ones who have had bottom surgery i guess..??? #they don't like those trans women obvs but they know the scary power of the penis as a rhetorical device #btw i swear to god if someone assumes i'm saying homophobia no longer exists- no! #i'm saying the way it is publically acceptable in the political sphere (and all social spheres) to talk about gay people has changed a lot #it is no longer acceptable to express from a position of power that it is not good (or at least neutral) to be gay. #that is why homophobic evangelicals feel themselves super oppressed and marginilised- one of the many reasons #also note that cis gay people are being used as a chess piece in the trans kids argument- these poor kids are just gay! #gay is ok now as long as the foundations of gender can stay the same #they are still homophobic but it's just different. That's all i mean.

[thgegooberguy]

Chainsaw doodles feat my goober ass sona

gang if I EVER pay attention in class I NEED you to 💥🔫🦞 it because that thing is NOT me I’m likely already dead 😊😊😊

#RED PEN #IT’S INCREDBIBLE #IT’S EVIL #IT’S LEMON SCENTED #/ref #Btw PLEAAAAASE ignore the random shit I write in speech bubbles that’s not me I’m a new person #PENIS <- me when I need to fill spaxe #hashtag rizz #😏👍👍 #chainsaw man #csm #csm denji #csm power #csm aki #chainsawman fanart #csm art #sketches #original character #ocs #sona art #art #Goo goobie! #EDIT: SHIT I FORGOR #csm reze #csm nail fiend #csm katana man #csm beam

[pisshandkerchief]

I'm so fucking normal

#trying to motivate myself to practice for my rocky horror audition by drawing patrick as dr. frank n furter while I watch the movie again. #my penis is my most powerful motivator

[omegalomania]

if bang the doldrums was written in 2004 for shrek and then never edited, no lyrics changed, why did the lyrics show up in blog posts in like 2006? genuine question that's not coming from a petekey btw

its impossible to nail down a timeline for this kind of thing because a) patrick is known to create demos that dont necessarily contain lyrics or finalized lyrics (i.e., miss missing you, which he famously wrote during the hiatus but said he wanted to hear what petes lyrics would sound like over it, the initial demo patrick wrote for church which patrick describes as "very rambling" and has very different lyrics to the final product), b) no one in fall out boy understands linear time and so theyre infamously terrible at naming specific years for when things happened, and c) if you haven't noticed pete has a tendency to repeat certain motifs and specific phrases over the years (i.e., the specific way he describes his low moments as a "big black sadness" in multiple different blog posts over the span of two years, the fact that he was penning lyrics that would end up in "hold me like a grudge" as early as 9 years prior to its debut). we also don't have the benefit of knowing whether he's quoting himself for certain blog entries as a wink and a nod to stuff thats still being or already has been written or if hes just writing down thoughts patrick will later use.

in short there are a billion explanations for that and i think very few of them factor in some dude from some other band because writing songs is a lot more complicated than that

#askin hours #anon #you can tell petekeys dont fuck because if they did theyd know that no white mans penis is powerful enough to fuel that many songs

[its-rat-time-babey]

Twelve tumblr users working together to cast kung pow penis gives off “power rangers finishing move” energy.

It’s just:

Twelve people need to work together for it.

The name of the attack being called out as it’s being cast.

The explosion afterwards.

It’s a power rangers finishing move.

Tumblr users casting kung pow penis be like

#tumblr #memes #power rangers #kung pow penis