Zutara fans please read this. Its important.
I have absolutely nothing against Zutara. NOTHING. However, this kind of behavior is unacceptable. Homophobia is UNACCEPTABLE, no matter the ship, no matter the fandom.
For context: I am a Zukka shipper. This was the most recent comment on one of my ZUKKA POSTS. There was no mention of Zutara at all. There was absolutely no reason for this person to comment this on my post, yet they did it anyways.
Zukka is not canon and is very unlikely to ever be canon (even less than Zutara). It's a harmless FANON ship.
Toxic Zutara shippers like this guy give the good Zutaras out there a bad name. Please think before commenting things like that. It's very harmful to many people IRL.
To the good Zutaras out there, you guys are cool and it's a shame that homophobes/bigots are giving you a bad name.
PS: I'm not gonna bother censoring the person's name. Homophobes and bigots deserve to be called out.
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If I Should Stay
Trigger warning: period-typical homophobia and associated slurs
Part 1 | . . . | Part 37 | Part 38 | Part 39
Allison smiles at Eddie as they listen to Steve bicker with Dustin. Eddie glances at her, sees her smiling, and looks… disgusted. “God,” he says with a sneer, “you thought we were serious? That we’re some fags? You thought you could have your picture-perfect little dream life, didn’t you?”
Allison feels fear tingle down her spine. She gets off the counter and makes her way around the island, angling it between her and Eddie, letting her get close to the sliding doors that lead to the backyard.
Just then Steve comes back in, and Allison pleads with her eyes. “Steve? Bubba?”
“Sorry, Allison,” he says, though he doesn’t sound sorry. “You thought we’d accept you being a dyke?”
He and Eddie begin to laugh, and as tears prick at her eyelids, she feels behind herself for the door, throws it open, and steps outside.
Except she’s not outside. She can feel herself calming down slightly as she recognizes the hallway: it’s the one on the way to Cassidy’s room. “Cass?” She calls timidly, wiping her eyes. “Cassie?” She opens the oh-so-familiar door and freezes in the entryway. It’s not Cassidy’s room; it’s a room she’s never seen before. It looks like a meeting room. Her father is at one end of a long table, her mother just to his right. Steve’s to his left, with Eddie to his left, and Cassidy is on her mother’s right. The rest of the table is filled with friends and acquaintances from school, all staring at her, judging her.
She takes a step back. “Daddy?” She asks, like she’s five years old again.
Richard Harrington sighs. “Honestly, Allison, I thought we raised you better than this. Your mother and I didn’t raise you to throw your life away like a prostitute.”
“Dad, I love her,” she pleads.
Cassidy scoffs. “Do you? When you forgot my birthday? When you got me earrings for our anniversary? When you keep dragging your feet about everything?”
Allison gapes. “I- I didn’t- we celebrated later,” she tries weakly. “You said you loved the earrings. And I’m- I’m not trying to drag my feet-”
“Allison,” Cynthia Harrington says, spreading her hands. “We just want what’s best for you, darling. Come with us.”
The rest of the table starts murmuring, with us, come, come with us, and Allison’s heart kickstarts in her chest before she runs out of the room.
She ends up on a cursed-looking landscape, with dead earth and red sky, sticky vines and prehistoric-looking beasts.
She sees a clump of dead trees and sprints towards them, hiding in between them as best she can.
“Allison?” She hears, and her heart thumps in her chest, but how can she be sure?
“Alli? Baby?”
She turns around to see Cassidy trapped under a fallen tree, and she gasps. “How’d you get here?”
“Please,” Cassidy groans, tears tracing down her cheeks. “Please help me, baby, it’s on my ankle, I think it’s broken-”
“Cassie,” Alli sobs, falling to her knees next to her. “I’ve got you, okay? I’ve got you.” She does her best to lift one end of the log off of Cassidy, enough so Cassidy can wiggle out. When she’s out, Allison drops the log and wraps Cassidy in a hug. “Baby,” she whispers. “Baby, I’m so scared.”
“I know you are, sweetheart,” Cassidy says, but it’s not Cassidy, and Allison steps back and looks up with a gasp.
“W-what- who- who are you?”
His face contorts into a sickly grin. “I have many names,” he says, raising his arms as if to embrace her again. She eyes him distrustfully. “None of them will make any difference to you, though, since you’ll be dead before you can use them.”
She pivots on her heel and runs, ignores everything she can that isn’t her feet pounding on the dead earth. She suddenly hears a bit of music, which is so unlike anything she’d experienced in this place that she instinctively turns to it. It sounds almost like Steve.
“Darling, you got to let me know,” the voice sings, “should I stay or should I go? If you say that you are mine, I’ll be here till the end of time. So you got to let me know, should I stay or should I go?” Then the voice starts speaking. “C’mon, Al,” it murmurs. “You gotta fight, please. I just got you back, c’mon, I can’t lose you again. Not this soon. I won’t let him have you, Al, but you’ve gotta fight too.”
He starts the next line, and she suddenly sees something like a portal in front of her. As she gets closer, she can see herself, floating off the ground, eyes rolled back in her head. Steve’s standing on the counter, trying to reach her ear to speak. “Bubba,” she murmurs, running as fast as she can. Something tells her to look behind her, but she knows it’ll cost her speed, so she doesn’t, just runs to the portal and jumps through, back into her body.
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"Splinter would be homophobic"
Splinter would be giddy to get to say "Hi gay, I'm Dad" what are you talking about
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tried to test the waters by asking my mother what she would do if she had a gay child and she said that she'd have them sent to ghana (home country) to be purified. ok
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(from the same universe as this and this but idk if it can be considered a continuation per se)
Jonathan frowns. “Can you at least talk to him? Like—give him some hope for the future. I think he’s really worried.”
“Well, that’s gonna be a little complicated,” says Eddie slowly. “I can’t tell him it all worked out for me, because it didn’t. It’s not all worked out. I can’t even tell him it usually works out, because…fuck, Jon.”
Eddie’s quiet for a little while, trying to fish words out of the white-water rapids in his head. There’s a lot of stuff that he just knows without knowing, and it’s not until he has to explain himself that he can put human language around it.
“I never saw anyone like us over thirty,” he says, finally. “Maybe even less. I don’t even know all that many people like—like me and Will, but. It’s not just the virus, you know? It’s not even the odds of getting jumped on the street if you’re not careful. It’s…a guy I know out in the Twin Cities got kicked out of his apartment because someone told the landlord about him. Haven’t heard from him lately, I think he was sleeping rough for a while. Got another friend who was a teacher in Des Moines until the school board found out. Don’t know what he’s going to do for money now, I don’t guess he can get another job anywhere near kids. There’s a lot of ways shit can break bad, for us. I don’t want to lie to Will about that. Doesn’t feel right to sugar-coat it.”
“Christ,” says Jonathan. “That’s…really fucking depressing, man.”
Eddie shrugs. “I dunno. There’s good stuff too. Will’s lucky, he’s got you in his corner and he’s a smart kid. If anyone’s gonna be okay, it’ll be him. I just—I don’t know what that’s gonna look like.”
“Eddie.” Jonathan puts a hand on Eddie’s shoulder and gives him one of those searching, soulful looks, intense enough to make Eddie briefly consider having a hopeless crush on Jonathan instead, just for a change of pace. “You’ve got us in your corner, too. You’re gonna be okay too, I promise. We’ll make sure of it.”
“Hell yeah, bring it in, my dudes,” says Argyle, and sweeps them both up in a bear hug. If Eddie’s eyes are a little damp and red when they finally let go, nobody says a word about it.
———
“I think you should talk to Murray,” Jonathan tells him, the next day.
“Who the fuck is Murray,” says Eddie.
“Oh,” says Jonathan. He stares up at the ceiling for a minute. “Shit, I forgot you don’t know about him. I mean. That makes sense.”
“So, are you going to tell me who Murray is, or do I start guessing? Tennis coach. Line cook at the diner. Argyle’s dead uncle and we’re going to do a seance.”
“Ohhh man, we should do a seance,” says Argyle. “Let’s get our ghosty-ghost on.”
“Shit, yes. I think I’ve got some candles somewhere.” Eddie sits up, glancing around his room. He’s pretty sure he’s got enough stuff to pull off some real spooky shit at short notice.
“No, no, wait,” says Jonathan. “Murray’s like. This guy who lives in a bunker out in the middle of nowhere and helped us with monster stuff a while ago. He’s, like, a really intense doomsday prepper.”
“And I should talk to him because…”
Jonathan makes a face. “I guess I don’t know for sure, but—I think he’s gay? And he’s old. Over thirty, I mean. And you said you’d never met anyone who was gay and old, so, you should talk to him.”
“Okay,” says Eddie. “I’m going to list all the reasons why I’m not going to do that. There will be at least six and a half reasons but I might think of more as I go, so buckle in.”
———
“Nice jacket,” says Murray. “Is it anti-conformist enough, or do you need to write REBEL on your forehead to make sure people really get your whole vibe?”
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theres a what floating around?????
around a day ago, a tumblr user posted a link to a discord server titling it "new conservative loz and lu server" explaining that this server was meant for conservative and christian fans of the franchise -- somewhat innocuous, if distasteful.
BUT. this user also added a note that this server explicitly condemned and didn't support the pride movement because "... this ideology has become predatory and overtly sexual..." this was red flag number 1, given that this is the same sort of rhetoric far-right activists use to justify discrimination against marginalized folks
this note in particular went on to say that they needed a "place where our beloved characters won't be queered into oblivion" which, like. red flag number 2.
it gets stranger though. the server's rules banned the pride movement as well as anyone who supported it. discussion about pride in the server was blatantly homophobic, of course. from one user:
I knew it [propaganda] was evil. Even so, seeing the manipulation first-hand is harrowing
Boy does that ever sound like the Pride movement.
and that's just the most pleasant indictment of pride on this server
there's other pretty bad ideologies floating on here too, including transphobia, tradwife stuff and antisemitism, of which there is a massive 130 page PDF of these people talking about this stuff. honestly it's not worth your time to look through this drivel
tl;dr: this server sucks, do not interact with it, do not give it your engagement, and have fun queering every zelda character into oblivion
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Small continuación of this post
Maybe Nancy left Jonathan because things weren't working out. Maybe she was distracted, or she realized she didn't feel the way she did before. Whatever it is, it's something that frightens her. Jonathan once said she tried to rebel by doing the same things as everyone else. He would feel hurt sering her return to Steve, but most of all, he would be disappointed. Because all Steve did was to be right there when Nancy got scared, and she clung to him thinking he could be her proof that she still had a normal life waiting for her at the end of the apocalypse.
So when Robin - oh so intelligent Robin - saw the signs (a breath held for a little too long, a glance adverted just a little too quickly), she thought she understood. She thought that, maybe, she wasn't alone, that she wasn't creepy or wrong or unloveable, and she approaches her one rainy night - maybe in front of her house, maybe in an empty parking lot - and she tries to talk to her. She gets nervous and scared but she's trying to be brave and she tells her she thinks she knows how Nancy feels, or something like that, that she sees her, that she sees her dreams and her genius and magnificence, and Nancy is just tense as a bow, wanting to run away, softly saying Robin, maybe this isn't the time to talk and I think you should go home, and Robin doesn't understand until she sees Steve come out from behind Nancy, and she thinks this must be the moment they stopped being friends, because his eyes are hard and cold when he says what are you doing here? And she told you to go home, Robin, so go home. And Robin so desperately asks for just one more minute, one more second to let them explain herself, when Steve steps forward and roughly places his hand on her chest and pushes her back.
And while it may sound odd, Robin never so much like a lesbian before. Or what her mind told her it meant to be a lesbian sometimes, when she felt particularly alone. Something that appeared to be a normal woman at first sight, but was not quite one. Something deceitful. Steve would never lay hands on a woman. He barely touched her, really, he just pushed her back, but the way he did it - it felt so much like he was fighting another man who was trying to take his girl. And Robin hated herself for it.
Steve looked at her with disappointement, maybe said what is wrong with you? or just go home, but he definitely said don't come near her again, and then he left - not before telling Nancy to come with him. For a split of a second, the back and forth of Nancy's eyes almost made it look like she considered staying with Robin - her boyish charm, her brilliant mind, her adorable mannerisms, her earnestness, her bravery, the hurt in her eyes - but then she got scared again, and gave her one last apologetic glance before joining Steve, leaving Robin alone in the rain.
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I've been pretty active in the Mass Effect fandom back in the day and a lot of my trans mutuals got shat on by cishet women for playing maleShep (they were more comfortable playing as him) and got called misogynist for it even though they didn't say anything misogynist. and I remember a lot of the same women had a meltdown when people referred to Shepard as they/them when speaking in general, and what I'm trying to say is - yeah, the terf and radfem rhetoric is very much a thing in fandoms as I saw it first-hand.
It was very upsetting to see my trans mutuals being scared of sharing their male (or nb) OCs, because you were automatically labelled a misogynist. I used to identify as a cis woman at the time too and even then, it was baffling to me that they'd come to this conclusion. I know how actual misogynists act like and they were far from that. A lot of my mutuals, including me after I started questioning my gender, left the fandom because we felt we didn't belong.
gonna talk about this undercut because ngl i feel a tad unsafe in this topic
i'm seeing this happen in the bg3 fandom with posts in the main tags where tav is being she/her'd exclusively and happy endings for characters being nuclear family/pregnancy and nothing else is a true happy/good ending, and the second trans folks and gay men tried to talk about this becoming the only accepted view for many people they were stomped into silence again for ruining peoples fun... by people not even realising this stuff is rooted in terf/radfem rhetoric. they just comment 'pregnancy is ok actually, let people have fun' without even checking the original OPs blogs and seeing how transphobic and homophobic they are.
we don't get upset because we're not being included. we're upset because we know what the fuck is going on and we can see it happening in real time and are trying to stop it before it becomes so widespread we don't feel safe enough to talk at all.
this also happened in the dragon age fandom and it's just. maybe rpg fandoms are just not safe spaces! that sucks!
i'm really sorry your friends and you had a rough time. i'm also sorry this is a repeating behaviour, no matter how many years pass. there's never a lesson learnt here, i suppose
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(@goldenrodchef) Oh, also! What's your favorite of the Steel-type Samurai spinoff series?
And have you ever watched Proteam Omega? Or Mimikyus in Orre?
-Gen
pink princess easy! hehe I write fanfic under a name connected to her, actually. also a lot about her. hey. hey mia-
No, you are not advertising your Steel-type Samurai fanfiction on my weirdly multiversal lawyer blog.
not even if it's gay? :(
Not even if it's gay.
awwwwww. can't believe my sister is homophobic
Maya.
anyway! haven't watched either of those no, been meaning to check out both for ages tho :3
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also it really is shit how several popular bloggers were like. Horribly bigoted towards ace people when it was cool, but once it stopped being trendy they 1) deleted those posts so receipts couldn't be pulled 2) maybe put up claimed "redactions" or said "omg its been years if you really wanna know wether i still hate those people dm me" but never apologized for their behavior lmao. I don't think any of the people who did that actually changed, I just think they know it's not such an acceptable/fun target to bully anymore. It's really sick how that type of bullying was encouraged for years and how few people repented for their behavior.
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K I get laughing at Somerton for being a plagiarist but the apology video he released genuinely infuriates me. Fuckin. Jessie Gender video explaining it all my beloved
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Had a dream they released a new breed whose nickname was um. the shortened version of the f slur. They were basically Imperials 2.0 so a lot of people were in the forums asking for them.
There was a lot of drama about it but it also led to the Vatican unbanning flight rising. Like the Pope said Catholics can play, now that flight rising is homophobic.
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Maybe something that's a play on Kittypet? Or like Kittypet in a homophobic way? Mapleshade calls Houndleap Tail licker, which was definitely supposed to be ass kisser, but very funny if you take it as cat f slur.
Maybe after a cutesy animal? Like a play on fairy? Butterfly or Bunny or something?
i like these alot actually!! its super interesting to take into account clan culture and values when making up slurs for them <- sentence i never thought id say. but as much as i like ‘butterfly’ clan culture doesnt really value hypermasculinity very much? so its interesting to think about what a stereotype of gay cats would look like for clan cats. equating them to kittypets i think is a step in the right direction
maybe they’d be viewed as heartless and selfish because they can’t have kits and thats something clan cats value alot?
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Being visibly mixed race/racially ambiguous and visibly trans/GNC is being inherently confusing and unreadable to white cis people. Like, they can tell you're sure as hell not a white man or woman but they can't decipher you beyond that; they don't know how what to do with you because they can't put you in any category.
You are both masculine and feminine, but not enough of either to fulfil the white criteria for manhood or womanhood, and regardless, brown people are gendered differently to white people anyway. You could tick off almost all the criteria for "male" features (such as, and notably, body hair) and still be read as a cis woman, because the level of masculinity white people accept in brown (perceived) women is higher than what they accept in white (perceived) women, because brownness itself is masculine to them. (Though it can be feminine and androgynous at the same time, too. Again, POC are gendered differently than white people.)
They have these set ideas of how they're meant to relate to people, set ways that they treat, let's say, white women, Black men, East Asian women, Middle Eastern men - but they can't even tell what you are, so how are they meant to treat you? How are they meant to relate to you?
I don't doubt at all that this is why I've always been ignored in public, even before transitioning; never treated as a fellow person to connect with, but an anomaly that happens to occupy the same spaces. I scare them by defying categorization, so it's better not to engage and risk upsetting their preconceived notions of gender and race. Alternatively, they will just be bigots instead, though I can tell that's hard for them too as they aren't quite sure what specific flavour of bigotry to throw at me.
[cw for following paragraph: non-graphic description of an incident of racist and transphobic harassment]
I always think back to this one time, having recently come out, when I was harassed by a white man on the bus. Seeing me in all my gender ambiguity and reading me as Black, he expressed his disgust at us Black people, at how "you can never fucking tell whether they're girls or boys". Honestly, in all my interactions with white cis people from then on, I never stopped feeling the echoes of his words.
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