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#time to start unpacking it
whitesunlars · 6 months
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maybe tumblr will listen if i speak its language: remember in 2020 when we all had to sit down and realize that everyone has internalized racism? that everyone has prejudices even if they don't realize it? being antisemitic is more than sitting around wearing a swastika saying you want jews to die. take a look inside yourself and you'll find antisemitism there, too. it's time to address it.
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houseswife · 3 months
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house: this has absolutely nothing to do with wilson
also house: [brings up wilson unprompted] [spends 95% of the session either talking about wilson or deliberately avoiding talking about wilson] [literally admits it’s about wilson]
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stil-lindigo · 6 months
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While reading this interview with a West Bank settler, it's important to remember her views do not represent those of all Israelis just like Israel does not represent all Jews. There has been sizeable protest in Tel Aviv against the genocide (quickly squashed under Netanyahu’s police force just like all other pro-palestinian sentiment) but it’s worth reading to get insight into the minds of average people who cheer on Palestinian deaths, and draw up a chair to watch hellfire rain down on innocents. This is the impact of years of settler-colonial propaganda - a complete dehumanisation of a scapegoat population.
It also has to be said that ALL colonialist countries are complicit in encouraging this kind of extremism, by facilitating and stoking the fires of islamophobia post-9/11. Israel is not an outlier - this kind of sentiment is festering EVERYWHERE and attempting to detach yourself and your country's identity from it is like burying your head in the sand.
If you stand on the side of Palestinians in this crisis, you have to be prepared to recognise the signs of islamophobia and fascism everywhere, and stand against them.
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clambuoyance · 2 months
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posting on three diff websites is actual hell and i dont even have a system. its not oh twitter is only for my doodles instagram is for polished stuff and tumblr is for long comics nope theres literally no logic to it besides whatever site im vibing with. which is fine but also its actual hell to remember what i have posted where, if i should even bother posting it, and ive long since given up keeping track oughhh i hate posting
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the-biscuit-agreement · 8 months
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Lucy: Lockwood, you need to open up more! Tell me what is going on so I can help!
Lockwood: *waits until they are doing something dangerous*
Lockwood: It all started when I was six and...
Lucy: I am so glsd you want to talk about this but can you wait until we escape the guys trying to kill us!
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dovalore · 1 year
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ibispaint test with little ghost
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pagesofkenna · 5 months
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I'm fascinated by the fact that the Burrow's End fam are cultists
like they walked into stoat bastion and immediately clocked the leaders as Evil and Fascist based solely on (*checks notes*) the fact that they were the authority figures. and they dedicated themselves to overthrowing the First Stoats, and murdered them, and immediately set about claiming authority over the bastion using their skills as literal cult leaders
it's haha funny but also remember how Thorn and Viola literally run a cult?? it's not a mercenary group or a small princedom it's a cult. it's called that in and out of character. Thorn is a charismatic cult leader with mystical powers. they murdered the First Stoats and Viola immediately put the pope hat on and it was haha funny but also she did it because she wants the bastion to be their new cult
it's buckwild
Tula said this episode to Bennet 'anyone who strives for power is suspicious' and her sister was RIGHT there. Tula actively assisted in Viola's desire to infiltrate Population Support to turn it into Population Control. it's haha funny but you did that in character. oh are the First Stoats keeping information secret and trying to nudge their population into war with the humans?? what was Thorn doing. what is Ava doing, actually. once you put that stoat pope hat on what are you going to do that's different from what stoat pope did??
there's a world in which Aabria leaned more into the family's own fascism, pitting the reality of their actions and mentality up against the First Stoats. it feels like she wanted to but didn't because she wanted to preserve the cooperative vibe of the season but I am absolutely on her side in this adventuring party: at the first sign of opposition the family jumps to lethal solutions and bids for power. Lila and Jaysohn are children and their instinct was to establish themselves as supreme powers within their age group. again, haha funny, kids being kids, but their favorite auntie and uncle are cult leaders. Thorn's talked about giving them places of power in his cult. I can't get over it
like I can't get over this lmao!! the players kept trying to contradict Aabria and say no no, the First Stoats are evil, clearly we had to kill them—and yes, this is how the game works, and the crew made all these complicated battlemaps so yes you did have to use them. but you didn't have to be cultists!! you didn't have to be so clearly trying to take the First Stoats' places for yourselves! like Aabria said you could have talked!! so many times!!
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heraldofavalir · 2 years
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it’s okay though they’re still a cutie
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123pixieaod · 8 months
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Inspired by this godly post which unlocked a part of my brain I didn't know existed, and solidly gave me complete and utterly brainrot until I wrote something
A thousand thanks to Lily for her wonderful help :))
"Does Kelly not mind you spending all your time with me?" Daniel asks, because she's Daniel and once she's thought something she can't keep her fucking mouth shut, even if she knows it's trouble.
Max looks up, pausing his set of weights, and blinks at her. Daniel feels her cheeks warm. One day, that mouth of yours will run you straight into trouble, young lady, her mum used to tell her, voice firm. Good girls know when to keep quiet. Daniel used to just laugh at the warning. Her laugh is loud and the opposite of quiet, but she used to know that everyone always loved her laugh.
"No," Max says after a beat and then continues lifting. Daniel hates the way her gaze tracks over him, lingering on the movement of his muscles, the ease with which he lifts the weight. Tawny hair brushed out of his eyes, cheeks dusted warm from the exertion. "Of course not."
"Why of course not?" Daniel asks. She wants to sew her mouth shut. This time, Max didn't look over as he answers.
"Kelly's very secure, she's not like other girls. And besides, she knows you."
It's strange. When Daniel was seven and Michelle eleven, they'd gone rock pool fishing. Michelle had been crouched over a shallow pool of water, her finger delicately brushing the tentacles of the anemone. Daniel had been scaling the rocks, wanting steeper, taller, more.
She'd found the shark first, nestled high at between the rocks, and for a beat she hadn't known what she was looking at. Just details, but nothing collective. Rotting smell. Shrivelled holes where eyes should be. Scales of silver lightning. Rubbery fish picked clean. The flash of bone, pearl white.
Then she realised what she was staring at, and screamed. Her father held her while her mother scolded her. I told you not to go climbing! It's too dangerous, Daniel. Why can't you just be good like your sister and stay by the shallow pools?
And then, later, ice cream. Her dad, beside her, explaining the horror away.
It's just nature, Dani. The waves wash them up, and they get stuck there. They can't get back to the sea, and then the sun dries them out.
They drown on air, Michelle helpfully pointed out, her feet kicking happily as she licked her 99. Daniel just just nodded, ice cream untouched. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the sunken holes, the rotting flesh.
She hasn't thought about that moment for years, but suddenly it washes back over her. She feels simultaneously both. The child, staring at the carcass, frozen in shock. The shark, burning up in the sun, chocking on air.
"What does that mean?" She asks, and somehow her voice is normal, is fine. She's fine. She's not a girl or a shark. She's stupid and a fool and a gawky, ugly idiot, but she's fine.
Max manages to shrug, even with the 50kg weights. "You know. Just that Kelly knows you. She knows what you're like. And she knows me too, of course."
Daniel swallows. She nods. She hates everything about herself.
"That's sexist," she forces herself to say lightly because if the silence stretches anymore, Max might notice and set his weights down and look at her, and Daniel can't bear that. She doesn't want his eyes on her, taking in every blemish and imperfection. The boyish, ratty clothes she works out in and her curls gone frizzy with sweat and her inked skin, so different to Max and Kelly's pale, perfect complexions.
"What's sexist?"
"Saying she's not like other girls," Daniel tells him, setting down the weights she been doing. Instead, she goes to grab the skipping rope, just for something to do.
Max laughs. Daniel's glad she's turned away. Her cheeks are burning again.
"It's the truth. You, of course, Daniel, are not like other girls either." He says it lightly and ends with a chuckle, as if it's all just a joke. Daniel drags a sweaty hand over her cheeks. Burning, burning, burning.
Apparently, in Max's mind, she and Kelly are the same; both not like other girls. Kelly, with her faultless makeup and wonderful daughter and classy dresses and perfect feminity. One end of the scale. Daniel, the other. Barely even considered "a girl." Always one of the boys, only woman in f1 for a reason.
"Thanks," Daniel says. She wants to make it sound humorous, like she's in on the joke too. Instead, it's too cold; muttered as if she actually gave two shits about the conversation anyway. She has an F1 season to prepare for, she's too busy to care about stupid shit like this.
There's a beat of silence as Daniel stretches out the rope, feeling the plastic flex and give. Then, Max exhaling, the gentle bump of his weights against the floor, the workout bench shifting as his centre of gravity changes. Daniel keeps her back to him, ignoring it all.
"I did not mean it as insult," Max finally says, stubborn. Daniel forces a laugh, turning to give him a smile, all teeth.
"Of course not Maxy. I get that." Voice light and blithe. One of the boys.
She thinks he'll drop it, but instead, his frown only grows. Pinched brows, thin lips, cheeks growing blotchy. Blue eyes regard her, intense and unyielding. She burns from the inside out.
"I've upset you," he says, in that blunt, genuine way only he can do. Daniel barks out another laugh.
"Don't be stupid. You're not important enough to ever be able to get under my skin." She gives him another smile with only teeth. She feels insane. Her mother tells her good girls stay quiet.
"I'm sorry," he tries again, growing frustrated now, "I did not mean -"
"I told you, you didn't upset me," she drops the skipping rope without actually using it. "Anyway, I'm bored. Wanna get lunch now? Or are you still trying to pump those muscle with more testosterone?"
Max gives her one last, searching look before standing. They're almost the same height. She wants to shrink to nothing.
"That is not how testosterone works, Daniel," he says with the air of an overworked teacher. He looks at her with a smile, uncertain but genuine. She laughs, allowing him to move the conversation on.
She walks out of the gym first but holds the door for him. He grins, relieved. His fingers skim hers as he takes it and she lets go. A chill runs through her. Cold like scales, cold like ice cream untouched.
Follow up here!
#whole lot of internalised misogyny to unpack here#in my head Daniel is looking like Tash Sultana in the music video for “Jungle”#Max just meaning :))) Kelly knows you and she knows me :))) and she knows we are both two good people who would not cheat :)))#while Daniel just going into an existential crisis of#:((( Kelly knows Max and I :((( and I am zero threat to her because I must be utterly undesirable :((( and not Max's type at all :(((#maxiel#girl!Daniel#for the first time ever lol#my fic#ending involves the tension between them growing and growing#and Kelly watches them share a podium and sees the way Max wraps his arm around Daniel's shoulder and hugs her tightly#and the way Daniel laughs so happily and loudly everyone can hear her#and suddenly Kelly realises she had been wrong and Daniel was a threat#and basically gives Max an ultimate to choose one of them and stop all contact with the other#somehow Daniel finds out and just locks herself away from the world during summer break because it's not even a question who max will pick#and their story ends with Max knocking on her door with looking annoyed with a bunch of drooping flowers#and before Daniel can even say anything he's stepping into her apartment and getting a vase from her cupboard#while complaining about how he ordered the flowers that morning but the florist fucked up his order and of course the flourists in the#Netherlands are much better and soon he will take Daniel there and pick proper flowers like tulips for her#she stares at him in pure disbelief and then starts to laugh. and Max looks over and laughs too and they're still smiling when they kiss#:)))))#apologies but I'm a sucker for a soppy cliched ending lol
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galaxythreads · 6 days
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* family time being with or without your siblings if you have them, or just forced time with your parents. Scheduled out being like Monday you do this together, Tuesday you do this, etc. You have one maybe two free nights a week. If you don't want to participate that's too bad. You don't get to say no without it becoming a thing. Like forced bonding time. Regardless of whether or not it was enjoyable, was it mandated?
Reblog for a bigger sample size if you can, I'm deeply curious
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earl-grey-crow · 3 months
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I feel like alice might've wanted to kick the pond in the shins but how do you kick an eldritch pond in the shins
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“EVERYONE WILL KNOW WHO YOU ARE. THEY’LL KNOW YOUR WIT, YOUR INTELLECT, YOUR SMILE, YOUR GREAT, EXPRESSIVE EYES. THEY WILL BE HELPLESS TO YOUR CHARMS. THEY’LL FALL AT YOUR FEET AND WORSHIP AT THE ALTAR OF YOU AND YOUR SHOW CORSET”
Lenny Bruce, the man that you are 😭
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theforesteldritch · 2 months
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Me when I’m in a being weird and hurtful about intersex people competition and my opponents are several of my doctors and or medical imaging techs
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pillowprincessvarric · 5 months
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On the topic of women like, "getting" stuff that men don't. There's this weird thought process that goes into it that's like "there is [resource] meant specifically for women. There is no [resource] meant specifically for men. Therefore men have nothing." And while it's often true that there is no [resource] specifically for men, there is usually a version of [resource] that is co-ed, so its not true that there's nothing.
For example in that post I just reblogged, the responder says that they looked on Facebook for their area and found five groups for young mothers, and none for young fathers. But I'm going to bet you ten dollars that there was at least one group for young parents, young couples, etc. And my question is: Why doesn't that like... "Count"? Why is it so necessary to have male-exclusive spaces and resources? What would those achieve that a mixed gender/gender ambivalent group or resource can't?
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intertexts-moving · 7 months
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as long as im riordanposting for the night (started monster donut last night also. this is why.) i will say.the thing w/ percy being this universally known hero or figure or contemporary legend where everyone loves or hates him or tells stories ab him or whatever is like. if u lean into that u legally Cannot make him a conventionally het attractive jacked guy. u cannot. he absolutely has to be a skinny ass scruffy disreputable imp looking beanstalk of a teenager. guy who u would pass a wide berth on the street because he looks like he might trip u or steal ur wallet. class clown. guy who skips class & likes cartoon network shows. the one skater kid who always gets picked up by the cops when none of his friends do. ruffles the hair of anyone shorter than him. holes in his hoodie cuffs gets paranoid when high mischievous big brother coded. distressed 90% of the time. covered in awful scars. guy who got offered godhood & still has the bearing of being the kid who everyone committed microaggressions against in highschool. someones like oh yeah thats the famous hero guy & every time the camera pans 2 whoever hes standing with before scratching back & going HIM??? that one???
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It kills me how little self-preservation Carmen has, how much she disregards her personal safety. She decides not to see Gray again not because of the reasonable concerns Player mentions, but because she fears putting Gray in danger. Her safety does not come into play in the equation.
And, sure, her "occupation" is always dangerous but she's never trying that hard to stay safe. Whatever is necessary to get the job done.
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