Please, reblog! IIt’s called self defense. Apart from having here, in the US, one of the highest cases of homicide and rape in the world and high rate of GBV, think about how this could help your mother or sister
i need a "kin room." i've glossed over this topic before but let's dive into it again. i need books about my kintype(s), string lights in colors that feel like home, a stack of journals piled high against one wall. vinyl records will play strange and dreamy music all my sleepless nights. i will nestle myself in a cocoon of my wings and get drunk on the smell of my feathers mixed with some dark cologne. this room will be a private and comfortable lounge where i can lay back in beanbag chairs and stare up at the glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. i will speak in languages that sound like i'm spitting venom to the untrained ear. i will pine and wish for claws and fangs and in this welcoming darkness i will almost feel them.
Your personal triggers and squicks do not get to determine what kind of art other people make.
People make shit. It's what we do. We make shit to explore, to inspire, to explain, to understand, but also to cope, to process, to educate, to warn, to go, "hey, wouldn't that be fucked up? Wild, right?"
Yes, sure, there are things that should be handled with care if they are used at all. But plenty more things are subjective. Some things are just not going to be to your tastes. So go find something that is to your tastes and stop worrying so much about what other people are doing and trying to dictate universal moral precepts about art based on your personal triggers and squicks.
I find possession stories super fucking triggering if I encounter them without warning, especially if they function as a sexual abuse metaphor. I'm not over here campaigning for every horror artist to stop writing possession stories because they make me feel shaky and dissociated. I just check Does The Dog Die before watching certain genres, and I have my husband or roommate preview anything I think might upset me so they can give me more detail. And if I genuinely don't think I can't handle it, I don't watch it. It's that simple.
as horrifying as "jerry" (the episode) was the idea that bmo regularly hung out with the lich in this universe and rambled endlessly at him and the lich couldn't be bothered to do anything about it because he was so depressed after killing all life on ooo is really fucking funny