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elemental-surprise · 3 months
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Closed starter w/ @chrisalonso-domluca-jimstreet
It was crazy how fast time went by, but her they were preparing to celebrate their baby boy’s first birthday. Tori was a very proud mama along side her boyfriend Luca. Luca had been the best boyfriend and father to Cameron she could ever ask for. Cameron was a mamas boy but he also loved to play with his daddy when Luca would come home from work.
Tori was finishing up getting Cameron ready for his first birthday party which Annie and Chris of course helped decorate for Tori while she got Cameron ready. She sent Luca out with Jim to go pick up his little smash cake and the cake for the guests.
“Oh my big boy looks so handsome! Are we ready to have fun?” She cooed at Cameron as she peppered kisses over his face making him squeal and giggle.
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wearecrowley · 4 months
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I'm not okay
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transvarmint · 2 months
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Being a woman does not make you immune to being misogynistic, nor does it make you any less prone to being misogynistic.
You are not less misogynistic by virtue of being a woman. You are not any less capable of perpetrating it.
To believe that being a woman in and of itself makes you less likely to be misogynistic is just essentialism. It implies that other genders are more misogynistic solely only the basis of their gender, rather than being misogynistic based on the choices they actively make.
To not be misogynistic, you must actively choose to fight against it, everyday. You must actively make choices that challenges systemic and social misogyny. You must question your own biases and how they influence your behavior.
You cannot be passively anti-misogyny. Your gender does not give you a free pass.
And importantly, women can absolutely perpetuate misogyny against other women, AND people who are not women. So you must be checking yourself for misogynistic bias in ALL interactions.
*** Before anyone comes at me, YES this applies to men and all genders as well. No, I'm not blaming women for systemic misogyny. I'm simply pointing out that everyone plays a role in it. Women are capable of perpetuating bigotry, especially if there are other intersections at play. Women are not perfect victims, they are human beings who have autonomy, and that autonomy includes the capability to uphold harmful institutions. ***
*** Also yes, experiencing misogyny on a daily basis will cause you to have a different relationship to it. Some folks respond to that by fighting against misogyny, but others respond to that trauma by continuing the cycle of abuse. This is just a fact. ***
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dixidin · 4 months
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My sincere reaction after finding out dream did a (really bad) cover of one day by Lovejoy at his OWN. CONCERT.
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astral-riddles · 11 months
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You know I had to 😂
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izayoichan · 5 months
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A moment for us. 🎶
(pose by @simmireen)
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bellzsad · 5 months
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sorry to anyone i defend esp bc i’m posting this on tumblr but sterek scares me
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nekropsii · 1 year
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As a Homestuck fan, Homestuck has completely deep fried some of y'all's brains with lethal amounts of irony poisoning. This fanbase is fucking weird about minorities and the source of it probably lies in the work and fandom itself normalizing that kind of behavior. There's a lot of reasons why I go out of my way to not follow many Homestuck blogs, but that's definitely a big one. A lot of people need to learn that a bigoted joke is still bigoted. Making that joke enough times will lead to internalization of its contents. It'll get normalized to you whether you like it or not, and that satire will become unrecognizable as such. Irony poisoning awaits.
Weirdness about minorities extends beyond jokes. Many people try to fix Homestuck by internally increasing the diversity within it, but don't take a step back to process what needs to be fixed in the first place and why. They don't evaluate what bigotries Hussie held that influenced the ways in which he wrote things. There's often no effort made to mitigating or evaluating the racism in any real capacity, and oftentimes when people do make an effort to do so, they're shut down. Painting bigotry in progressive paint with no efforts made to reconcile or be critical of it is about the same as dousing a shit in glitter. The smell's still there, it's just prettier to look at now. It doesn't get rid of the problem. Don't like it.
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mrs-lockley · 2 months
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do i wanna know by arctic monkeys is so jake lockley coded
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jrwiyuri · 1 month
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No big comments on the episode so far because I think my brain is melting as I continue to stay awake but I will say I want to fuck Aelwyn. So yknow the usual.
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mashmaiden · 1 year
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I'm very selfishly happy that our Sunday night watching/blogging crew (hopefully) won't be so split up in this half of the year.
But I don't envy those of you with a new Tuesday night "Sophie's Choice" to make...! 😜 (@chicgeekgirl89, @bluenet13 etc!)
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catboynutsack · 15 days
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got both ends of the tanking spectrum today!
earlier I was doing rouls and I got a sprout tank who was obviously rough around the edges and not familiar with the low level dungeon we were running but was still oozing with talent and was super polite to boot.
then just now I got a tank who was pulling far too much for my skill level then chose to insult me when we wiped. I was not in the mood to deal with their shit so I told them I'm not doing this, if you're gonna talk to me like this then I'm leaving (as my mental state is. not great tonight!) and they threatened to report me for abuse! in the end I apologized to the rest of the party for leaving and as I was clicking the "leave duty button" everyone was calling the tank toxic as hell which was nice. cathartic even
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antiquecritique · 2 months
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|| Matthew & Duncan ||
Even though he now had an actual employee in the store, Duncan still did all of the errands personally. Mostly because some errands were quite difficult to explain and give instructions for. Aside from restoring old furniture pieces, procuring misplaced or homeless art, retouching damaged paintings or completing rare sets of collector’s items, Duncan was quite good at finding and acquiring other things as well. As long as it was rare, in one way or another mystical and difficult to obtain, Duncan found it to be enough of a challenge to have him drawn out of his store in attempts to track it down. This may also sometimes include things that were somewhat beyond Duncan’s specialty, but not out of his reach as far as he could help it.
So, after a brief research on the infamous belladonna, or more commonly known as the deadly nightshade, which was the main ingredient of the item he now had in an inconspicuous paper bag like it were nothing more than some random groceries from a grocery store, Duncan made his way out of the night market, efficient and brief with his errand as always. The jar of the Sleeping Death, a type of poison whose recipe was almost lost and forgotten to most herbalists and poison makers, would soon find a buyer, already pre-ordered for purposes Duncan didn’t inquire about. After all, means to cause death were of little concern to one who’d already experienced his own.
However, on his way back he got sidetracked, which was quite rare since nothing could drag Duncan’s attention away unless he allowed it to. A face he knew had just stepped out of a shop further down the street Duncan had stepped on, a face he fancied he could see some features on that he could also recognize in himself. This wasn’t the first time Duncan had seen Matthew Baudelaire, a young man coming from a long line of an intricately branching family tree Duncan was intimately familiar with. There was once a very brief week in the past when Duncan had passed through Greywood, lingering only temporarily, when he’d stalked the Baudelaire family home without ever being detected and noticed a few children playing in the backyard, rambunctious and loud, which was typical of most little ones. The mop of unruly curls was as memorable then as it was now. The next time he’d found Matthew when he moved back to Greywood more permanently, Duncan had no problem matching that child’s face to its adult version. Now, it was well committed to memory.
However, what piqued Duncan’s interest even more was the man who'd followed after Matthew, coming out of the store behind him to continue whatever deceptively friendly chatter they’d engaged in before their transaction was done. Well, at least the man was trying to be friendly with Matthew, the guy a real schmoozer, one of those hustling street peddlers who’d talk to you like they were selling you fog even when all you’ve asked them was how they’ve been lately. Duncan knew that face too. He never forgot a face. It was a face that once saw Duncan’s crisp suit and eye-catching silver pocket watch chain and perceived a chance to lighten Duncan’s wallet for a few dollar bills. Needless to say, nothing the man had tried to sell him had managed to catch Duncan’s interest. After all, he had no need of a dealer of any kind, unless what they dealt with was a potential Rembrandt, a piece by Sheraton or a collection of an old volume set. But apparently, Matthew’s search did involve a dealer of exactly this sort, much to Duncan’s mild surprise. However, it wasn’t a smart choice to put this sort of trust onto this specific fellow and that Duncan was very well aware of. It took the old vampire only one conversation with the man to know that he was decidedly not the right person to do any ‘business’ with.
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@matthewbaudelaire
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astral-riddles · 11 months
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 Stuff I said in my guild
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izayoichan · 8 months
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Being shown the way they found everyone there, Liam ran to them from Emil’s lap River quickly lifted the little sunlight up into his arms to not have what was clearly one of Carl’s kid creations transfer from the little hands to their mom’s clean suit. 
River: I see some hands that need a wash! Liam: Oh! -they grinned while holding out their hands- I had a tasty treat!
River just chuckled, as Hayle handed him a napkin to dry said tasty treat off his hands.
River: You are a lucky one aren’t you?
They found their place, River keeping Liam on his lap for now, at least until Lucas had done his performance, then he was certain that he would like to have his son with him for a bit. Liam had a calming effect on his mom, that much he had already seen.
Liam: Play? River: Later, I am sure you, Rylan, and Tyvan can play then.  Liam: Okay. 
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mycatismyfriend · 3 months
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I'm in a really bad mood today and I'm so tired and tired and tired and I'm just gonna gif a million gifs of Wesley being dumb to compensate ok?
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