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musings-of-a-rose · 1 year
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I've been a Joel supporter since the game came out and after watching that episode, and especially now that I've become a mom since the game, I still stand firm in my choice to support what Joel did.
For those saying "But he lied to Ellie!" - yeah. He did. But you know who else did? The Fireflies. Marlene. She even had the balls to say to Joel "You're not giving her the choice because you know what she'd choose." Implying that she would choose to be operated on. But you know what? She didn't give Ellie a choice either. Marlene even said they sedated her and told her nothing so she wouldn't be afraid. That right there says Marlene doesn't know for sure that Ellie would choose self sacrifice, so she withheld that rather important piece of information from her.
Ellie is also 14 years old. This sort of decision is way too much to put on her shoulders, and I say this as a very mature 14 year old when I was that age.
"Ok, but this is the fate of the world!" Says who? What they didn't give you in the show was the letters/notes Joel finds in the hospital saying Ellie wasn't the first immune person that they've performed lethal surgery on to poke around in a brain. And you know what? None of it worked. Could Ellie have worked? Maybe. But it's a slim chance in hell it would and that just wasn't worth it to Joel.
You also can't vaccinate a fungal infection. It doesn't work that way, which is why doctors give people creams and hope for the best when they have fungal infections.
Also, this was ONE doctor with some nurses. A doctor and a scientist are not the same thing. Granted, a doctor would be better at figuring something out, but that wasn't his area of expertise. He'd need a whole team of experts to even hope to find a cure IF it was there. They also had no equipment, no mri's or cat scans, nothing. Yes, they were in a hospital but right before Joel enters the room, one of them asks "Do we have enough power?" They're not even sure they can power the room to perform the surgery - how ar they going to spend countless months and years on a supposed cure?
BUT let's overlook all of that and say by some miracle they find a cure. How are they going to mass produce said cure? They most likely don't have the resources for this as everything is shut down and 20 years old. And even if they did, how to mass distribute it? Marlene said the Fireflies would, but so many people distrust them so who's to say they'd accept it? Not to mention Joel, by himself, took out an entire building of them.
Marlene also had the audacity to say to Joel that she understands his plight because she was there when Ellie was born so she gets it. No, you don't. You took your friend's baby out of obligation and put her in an orphanage and straight into a FEDRA school/camp. Marlene came back when Ellie was bit, chained her up in a room for weeks, and kept performing experiments on her to see if she would turn. She didn't raise Ellie so she couldn't possibly have known that sort of connection.
In the end, Joel chose love because he loves Ellie like he loved his daughter. And if I were in his shoes, I 100% would've made the exact same decision.
Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.
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smolvenger · 3 months
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The Child Called Sharpe (Thomas Sharpe x fem! Reader Blurb)
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Summary: You and Thomas Sharpe welcome your first baby and his second, as Thomas himself faces his own demons regarding his past.
Word Count: 1K (er...blurb or short oneshot, whatever)
Warnings: Mentions of Pregnancy and childbirth, but nothing graphic. In this version, though I try to have a more nuanced take on Lucille, In this fic I choose to portray the Lucille/Thomas relationship as nonconsensual, pedophilic, and abusive so if you don't like that don't read this, so mentions of sexual abuse, death, illness, blood with some of the canon events of Crimson Peak. But it becomes a lot of tooth-rotting fluff.
A/N: I can't please everyone with Crimson Peak on the is Lucille good or bad vrs. is Thomas good or bad discourse, so why bother trying anymore. I just wanna write my stuff. From @holdmytesseract's request!
A03//My Ko-Fi//My Etsy Shop//Masterlist//Wattpad
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Love for him meant creation. It brought out Thomas’s gift of invention tenfold- for love itself was creation. For the first time in his life, an act of love brought out the child’s creation. So it was natural for Thomas to spend hours inventing more for this little child on their way.
That is, his second child. For he had a child, once, and lost that child, once. 
Yes, it was a child conceived from control rather than consent…but it was still a child in need of care. A hungry baby- a human life crying for milk, and burning with fever. A child “born wrong.” A child Enola swore to fight to keep alive. 
And a child that despite everything died anyway. As did Enola. 
Despite Lucille’s cruelty, he did pity her grief for that child- For it was his grief as well.
Lucille caught ill and died not long after. He at least made sure she died comfortably. Warm beneath blankets on a soft bed. Assured her she was loved and kissed her cheek as she took her last breath.
It was complicated, his feelings about his late sister. He never could decide one thing about her. For everything was true- there was both in her. Lucille, both cruel and misunderstood, powerful and pitiful, villain and victim.
Though he never once forced himself on anyone or took advantage of a child as she did to him…
And yet…
He was still guilty of scheming, of blood, of darkness as she was. Of the invention that he wanted to be funded, that he bought at the price of three women’s lives… 
But… assaulting him when he was little? Using his innocence until when he was grown he knew no other but her? You would tell him that even if the murders were understandable, she did cross a line in that regard.
He still didn’t know if the woman who at once was his partner, his equal, his sister as well as his jailer, his predator, his molester was deserving of it. 
Or not. 
Or both.
Yet, all of that darkness and blood was now in the past. Here you were his current wife. A wife who would never take advantage of him. A wife who listened and respected when he said “no.” A wife who wouldn’t push him. Wouldn’t manipulate him. Wouldn’t control him. A wife who forgave him and saw he was now trying to do right with his life, and his choices and would be there to support him.
 Your pregnancy was poignant.  A reminder that he had a new life now- and a life that was about to expand as your stomach did each month.  A new life was about to come forth literally and figuratively for him. 
In the corner of his workshop in a special box were toys he made once. Toys were made for the first child who died. 
He never prayed, but he did now to whoever listened. For once, those toys would know being loved, being played, and for a baby’s laughter and delight and adoration. They wouldn’t rust from age, but with use. To be worn not with dust, but with love.
He brought out the box one morning and set it in the nursery of his new house. A simpler house compared to Allerdale Hall’s Majesty. Smaller and brighter, made of cherrywood and over earth rather than clay. But cheerful, the warmth bursting in every room.
The toys were cleaned and set ready in that nursery corner. You squeezed his hand after he did so.
When making sure you were comfortable, or when you slept or napped, away he would be in his workshop. He had a special toy shop now next to the house. So in his downtime, he would be found creating little toys that a child of any sex would love. A little teddy bear that twirled on top of a drum. A little cat that lifted to lick its little paw next to a puppy that wagged its tail. 
But…what else would a baby need!? His mind was reeling. It had been too long…
Of course! A place to sleep! You had insisted the old wooden rocker would work…but he still had that itching, the gears in his mind whirring faster than any clay mine.
He took a few weeks to study the designs and then set right to work. He stayed up late, rolling up his sleeves. Working on one where if you pressed a small pedal, it would rock gently, oh so gently, as to not stir a baby to more wailing, but only to sleep.
So when he discovered that Lady Sharpe’s water broke, he insisted on staying by you.
“Thomas! But…husbands don’t..don’t usually stay!” you cried. You clutched his hand as he led you to the bed.
Lucille would urge him to leave when it was time to put a cleaver into one of the wives.
For once, he would look at the blood and the bodily innards spilling from his wife and not turn away.
He shook his head, though his hand was still in yours.
“No- My dear, all of my life, I closed my eyes and ran away. I didn’t look when things happened. Not this time- after I get the midwife, I am staying with you. I will not run away for once. I’m going to stay with my wife and keep my eyes open, no matter what I see. I love you- and for once, I am not leaving.” I will not leave you alone to deal with it now.
You grabbed him and kissed his cheek. Then he ran and fetched the midwife. He held to his word and stayed.
Labor is always long. Labor is always primal. But he waited there. Squeezing your hand, cooling your head for every painful cry and push. 
Then, after the long hours, though he was a man used to blood he turned pale… Then at last there was a cry.
The midwives smiled, bringing out a little baby in their blaket. Declaring, “It’s a girl!”
You let out a smile and then a laugh of relief. Thomas kissed your hand, then looked at her. His blue eyes brimmed with tears, but for once in his life they were happy ones.
The little girl was brought out in her blanket, needing her mother’s touch- being so new to this cold world and wanting the soft embrace of knowing she was loved now that she was here.
“Look at her…look at her- our baby! Our daughter! Oh!” you cried, a mess of crying, swear, and relief—the pain of the last several hours was forgotten for the tiny baby.
“I never could imagine it,” he agreed, he pecked her tiny forehead.
Once she had settled down, you handed her over to Thomas. The warm, living bundle in his arms. Yes, her cry was loud and bright…but it only signaled that she was alive.. He had never known such joy without confinement, without limits.
The midwives and nurses were paid and thanked. They left, but though it was a long day his Daedelian mind was eager to share his gift.
As you sat in the bed after a while, Thomas got up.
“I have a gift now. For her,” he announced.
Setting you in the wheelchair for rest, he led you to the nursery. The little girl in your arms. Inside the little pastel room there was something in the middle that was tall beneath a blanket.
Thomas walked forward and slipped the blanket off. You let out a gasp.
Beneath was the cradle Thomas made. It was stunningly beautiful- a little pedal that when he stepped on it, would make it rock. Over the bed was a music box on the side that trinkled a lullabye. Stars and a crescent moon dangled were placed to spin over the babies head where she would be placed.
You gasped, seeing how ornate it was. Every bit made with love. As you got up and placed her inside, she opened her little eyes and cooed. You made a little gasp as she took in the sight- her parents and her special gift. Music, rocking, and the stars and moon to dance above her.
To think, after all he had seen, experienced, and done…that he would come to know this moment. Here it was…and he didn’t feel worthy of it.
What when she was older? His own father was a monster. And for a while, fatherhood was linked to such things…
“I only hope I shall be a good father for that little girl…” Thomas wondered..
“You already are,” you assured him. You wrapped an arm around him and kissed him on the cheek.
That night, you were set to sleep after the exhaustion of delivery and elation of the baby. Thomas offered to be there in the nursery. For she was crying through that night, as any baby. Not that she was hungry, as he found out, she just needed warmth.
He got her out of the lovely cradle and went to the rocking chair. He wanted to hold her, feel her close. Her warmth and beating heart and life. 
His most precious creation of all…and the one that would survive. He knew she would.
“I promise you, my little love…” Thomas told the baby. “You will not know of attics. Of cold and punishments. Of plotting and murders. Of blood and cruelty…”
He kissed the top of her head.
“No- you will be Protected. Wanted…and loved.”
He would do everything so that his daughter would never have to suffer as he did.
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rjalker · 7 months
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id call myself cpunk but i am scared the disabled community wont think im disabled enough even though i have chronic pain that affects my ability to live and do basic tasks......
im in denial lol esp w/ the discourse
You are 100% welcome, the Cripplepunk community is welcoming to all physically disabled people (it's just the ableists and ablebodied jackasses anyone has a problem with), and if you have chronic pain, you're physically disabled.
I'd suggest looking through Cripplepunk blogs who post about chronic pain, or just checking out the chronic pain tag, if you want to see what people are talking about.
Chronic pain is a physical disability, even if the rest of society makes it seem like you're just being lazy or a crybaby. The normal level of pain for ablebodied people is none, and especially if it's impacting your ability to function, you're definitely physically disabled, and you'll be welcome in the Cripplepunk tag :)
The "discourse" is people who aren't physically disabled in any way by any definition, who think that they can just "loophole" their way into calling themselves physically disabled, by pretending that physical disability is like...
Like, a riddle or something, and they're trying to be Extra Clever™ in solving it in the most obnoxious way possible, so they come up with "Well, I'm autistic and ablebodied, but the brain is an organ, and autism comes from the brain, so therefore, my brain is disabled, so that means I'm technically physically disabled! Ha! Checkmate, cripples!"
And completely ignore the actual meaning of the words being used, and ignoring the fact that physically disabled people can't "Well, actually--" our disabilities away. Physical disabilities don't stop existing because of a technicality in language that's purposefully ignoring the context.
You can't tell your chronic pain, "Well, actually, you're just a product of my brain, so you can stop now". Talking about your feelings and learning coping mechanisms for when you're feeling upset isn't going to stop your chronic pain, because it's not an emotional problem, it's a physical one.
But these people think that they should get an award for "loopholing" their way into claiming they're physically disabled, while suffering none of the drawbacks of actually being physically disabled. Like chronic pain, and the kinds of systemic ableism that only impact physically disabled people, like lack of access to 90% of society via lack of ramps, no sidewalks, no elevators, doors that are too narrow, and so much more.
Physically disabled people are welcome in Cripplepunk as long as they're not ableist, and if you have chronic pain, you are welcome. No one who belongs in the Cripplepunk movement is going to judge you or tell you you're "not disabled enough" by comparing your chronic pain to theirs, or anything like that. And anyone who tries is gonna be the one who's not welcome in the community.
Here I've copied the original principles and rules of Cripplepunk:
Principles of Cripple Punk:
Cripple punk is exclusively by the physically disabled for the physically disabled
Cripple punk is about solidarity & is open to all physically disabled people
Cripple punk rejects pity, inspiration porn, & all other forms of ableism
Cripple punk rejects the “good cripple” mythos. Cripple punk is here for the bitter cripple, the uninspirational cripple, the smoking cripple, the drinking cripple, the addict cripple, the cripple who hasn’t “tried everything”
Cripple punk fights internalized ableism & fully supports those struggling  with it
Cripple punk respects intersections of race, culture, gender, sexual/romantic orientation, size, intersex status, mental illness/neuroatypical status, survivor status, etc.
Cripple punk recognizes that there is no one universal disabled experience
[originally italicized for emphasis] Cripple punk does not pander to the able bodied
Rules of Cripple Punk:
Cripple punk is not conditional on things like mobility aids & “functioning levels”
Always listen to those w/ different physical disabilities & different intersections than yourself. Do not speak over them
Disabled people do not need to personally identify w/ the words “cripple” or “punk” individually to be a part of cripple punk
Able bodied people wishing to spread the message may only ever amplify the voices of the disabled
Able bodied people may never use uncensored slurs themselves, but never censor our language
Able bodied people must always tag things like reblogs with “I’m able bodied”
Physically disabled people wanting to be a part of the movement who are uncomfortable using the slur may refer to it as “cpunk”
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yeehaww-sims · 10 months
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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!
I'm only a little late, but better late than never!! Today I have for you: 16 recolours and an overlay, totaling to 17 pieces of cc!
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I know some of these have been recoloured for pride before, but I've never been happy with some of them, so I did it myself!
This started out as a personal recolour series for myself and my partner, but I wanted to share it with everyone! Because of that, please note that certain flags/terms were chosen with my personal wants/preferences in mind first, and then others I thought others might want/are never included in any recolour. If a flag is included that isn't the most popular version of it, or feels as though it might not fit, this would be why.
BGC, some meshes included, some not.
150 swatches per item, not including the overlays.
Overlays are located in the Toenail category.
The hoodies are an update to This Piece of CC that I made last year, and will replace the originals.
I realize this is a LOT of flags. It’s a lot for me to even remember. Feel free to remove swatches you’re not going to use, the original will always remain up if you want any back!
I won't be doing flag requests for these, but if you have a flag you'd like to see in game, may I interest you in This?
Every single item uses the same flags; if you feel something doesn't fit a particular piece of CC that's not my problem.
Don’t claim it as your own, and please feel free to tag me if you use it!
Most textures were sourced from Pride-Flags Deviant art, LGBTA Wiki, Tumblr, Twitter, or google search.
T[SW]ERFS/Bigots/Exclus die! You are not welcome to this CC :)
DOWNLOAD: [SFS] | [MF]
Meshes: [Answer] [Illusion] [Paper Plane] [Circle Earring]* [Bottlecap Earring]* [Adult Hoodies] [Bandana]* [Necklaces] [Child Hoodie] [Binder] * = REQUIRED
Below is a list of every flag included. Some flags include uncensored reclaimed slurs. If you don’t care for/disagree with a flag/term, just delete it from the file. I do not care, I will not be involved in any discourse, and if you message me about it, I will just ignore you. Please respect my boundaries. Thank you. Happy pride!
See also: [Pronoun Hoodies] [More Pride Flags v2] [Pride Thigh Highs] <- Made by my partner, using the same flags as below!
Usually I would link every single flag, but Tumblr refused to let me save the post while I was in the process of doing so. So, instead, you can find all the flag's sources and meanings [HERE]
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[Rainbow Flag] [Gilbert Baker 8 Stripe] [Gilbert Baker Diversity] [Philadelphia Pride] [Progress] [Progress + Intersex] [QPOC] [Gay Anarchy] [Fully Automated Luxury Gay Space Communism] [Abrosexual]
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[Achillean] [Agender] [AlloAce] [AlloAro] [Alterhuman] [Amatopunk] [Androgynous] [Angled AroAce] [Aromantic] [Aroflux]
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[Aroflux] [Aromantic Spectrum] [AroAce] [AroAce Spectrum] [Asexual] [Aceflux] [Aceflux 2] [Asexual Spectrum] [Autigender] [Bear]
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[Bigender] [Bigender 2] [Bisexual] [Bi Gay] [Bi Lesbian] [Boyflux] [Bungender] [Catgender] [Ceterosexual]
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[Cinthean] [Demiboy] [Demigirl] [Demigender] [Demiromantic] [Demisexual] [Diamoric] [Dollboy] [Dyke] [Enbian]
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[Enbian] [Faggot] [Femme] [Futch] [Gay Man/Vincian] [Gay Man/Vincian 2] [Gay Man Double Mars] [GENDERANARCHY] [Genderfae] [Genderfaun]
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[Genderfluid] [Genderflux] [Genderless] [Genderpunk] [Genderqueer] [Gendervoid] [Gendervoid 2] [Girlflux] [Greyromantic] [Greysexual]
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[Heartless Aromantic] [Homoflexible] [Inclusionist] [Intergender] [Intersex] [Intersex 2] [Leather] [Lesbian] [Lesbian 2] [Lesbian Labrys]
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[Lesbian Trans Labrys] [Lesbian Trans Labrys 2] [Lesbian Sappho] [Lesbian apersnickitylemon] [Lesbian Double Venus] [Lesboy] [Loveless Aromantic] [Loveless Aromantic 2] [Loveloose] [Lovequeer]
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[Maverique] [Multigender] [Multisexual] [Multisexual Spectrum] [M-spec Gay] [M-spec Lesbian] [Nebularomantic] [Nebulasexual] [Neurogender] [Neutrois]
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[Nonbinary] [Nonhuman Unity] [Non-SAM Aromantic] [Objectum Sexual] [Omnisexual] [Omni Gay] [Omni Lesbian] [Oriented AroAce] [Otherkin & Kingender] [Pangender]
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[Pansexual] [Pan Gay] [Pan Lesbian] [Polyamorous] [Polyamorous 2] [Polyamorous 3] [Polygender] [Polysexual] [Ply Gay] [Ply Lesbian]
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[Pupgender] [Queer Anarchy] [Queer Chevron] [Queer] [Queerplatonic] [Sapphic] [Stargender] [Systemfluid] [Therian] [Tomboy]
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[Transgender] [Transandrogynous] [Transaporine] [Transfeminine] [Transfeminine 2] [Transmasculine] [Transmasculine 2] [TransNeuFem] [TransNeuMasc] [Transneutral]
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[Transneutral] [Transoutherine] [Transxenine] [Trigender] [Twink] [Two-spirit] [Unlabeled] [Unlabeled Gender] [Voidpunk] [Xenogender]
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@maxismatchccworld @mmfinds @ts4pride @emilyccfinds @sssvitlanz
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skye707 · 1 year
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How would the riddlers react to someone coming out to them as trans ? I really love your blog !! always bring me comfort when i feel a little down, so i have to ask this
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Unburied - That's awesome! I mean he already hypothesized as such (of course he knows, he can read people like a book), but he waited for you to tell him yourself. So, as much as it is a welcoming feeling for you, he feels just as loved. Someone trusts him enough to open up that very personal aspect of their life to him? He could shed a tear, but he won't. Not the look he's going for.
ZY - Disregard for gender norms and societal pressure to fit into a finite box? That's pretty metal. His core belief is that human progress is all about thinking outside the box, and someone who has the guts to challenge centuries old thinking is definitely capable of such. You've got his respect, that's for sure.
Dano - Oh! Okay, wow. He's a little internet cretin, so he's more than familiar with the ignorant discourse that too many people experience when making the decision of coming out. So, naturally, he is now going to be your own little watchdog online. No, he's not going to tell you, he's gonna do it behind the scenes you might say. Point is, if you decide to come out publicly, no one is going to bother you. For any reason.
YJ - Ah, that's so cool. You trust him enough to present the truth about yourself. That makes him feel super special and warm and fuzzy, and now he's a stuttering mess again. Even goes a little pink in the cheeks. But also, he's a little jealous of your confidence. That's a huge decision! Maybe you could give him some pointers?
Gotham - I see, interesting. Tell him more, if you're comfortable with that? He's such an analytical little bean; he's got to know everything! More than that though, his friend has just released new information to him about their personal life. As such, he needs to file all of it away in his little mental filing cabinet for later use.
BTAA - Ah, congratulations, kid! A metamorphosis, you might say. How artistic! That gives him an idea for his next puzzle!! Next time you see his beautiful face on the news, you can hold close to your heart the knowledge that you and your spectacular story of self-realization played a key role in the creation of his magnum opus.
Arkham - That's great, now help him move this piece of scrap metal out of the way. This Ed is not overly concerned with the details of the human body. Machines are more his speed. Don't mistake the disinterest for insincerity, though. He does care that you thought so highly of him that you would come out to him. He's just emotionally constipated; his own emotions included.
BTAS - Really? How intriguing! Like Gotham, he wants all the information you can give him. Not just so he can say he has the info, he genuinely wants to do everything he can to make you feel comfortable and safe around him.
Telltale - Hm, congratulations. He doesn't even flinch. Grandpa has been everywhere and seen everything. Absolutely nothing phases him. However, does it seem like he's being a little nicer to you lately? A little less grouchy? Probably not, but maybe.
(p.s., I'm really happy for you, anon! You should always be yourself, no matter what that looks like, and I hope the people in your life hold the same sentiment 💙)
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lazyflan · 11 months
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For de Redditors: Fandom in tumblr
I just noticed that in the amount of post welcoming Redditors to tumblr, there aren't many people mentioning the fandom side, and I think Fandom in tumblr need a little bit more of explanation because of it's relevance in here.
So, here is some info, feel free to ask away in my inbox if there are any doubts tho.
So, welcome! If you have heard about this site before it might have been because of how fandoms are so prominent here (or the hypster side in 2012, but we don't talk about that), but if not, you will realize this soon enough.
Like most thing in tumblr, you can look a fandom through its tags! Though keep in mind that there are many fandoms that have more than one main tag. An example can be Twisted Wonderland, with two main tags #TwistedWonderland and #Twst, most people use both tags when posting and I recommend doing the same in your respective fandoms.
Character tags are also a thing, same rules as fandom tags but it helps you find more content centered around a character in specific.
Also, remember that the blocking button exist! Fandom in here is wild, and it’s incentivized to just block people who you don’t like or if their content triggers you. The same goes with tags! I’m personally a “problematic” kind of blog, so feel free to block me if you don’t like the rest of my content lol. Just don’t start shit up because most people prefer blocking rather than starting discourse. We aren’t as bad as we where in 2012 with fandom wars, so please don’t instigate.
Fandom also expresses itself differently here, there’s a lot more writing, like this blog, where people post small one-shots, headcanons or imagines by request of other people. There is also a lot of recommendations for ao3 fics. And fanart is, like always, very prominent, if you like some fanart, reblog it, the artists always appreciate when their art gets recognition!
There is also the term “Fandom in law” basically a fandom you are not in but know about because of your mutuals. A personal example is how I know a lot about tmnt, but only because one of my mutuals is obsessed with it, I haven’t touched the series in years, and I know the latest news in the fandom!
If you are as neurodivergent as me, you might like fandom statistics, and for that, Fandom exist! It’s basically a blog that post tumblr statistics monthly and generally post about fandoms that are prominent at the moment. They also have a yearly statistic thing with top 100 of different categories like anime, kpop, tv series, movies, etc. It helps to observe fandoms in here, what's getting recognition and stuff.
TLDR: Content in here might be a little different. Don’t be an asshole and start fights and remember that blocking is the better option.
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twelve-nights · 4 months
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Current shift: Severus (he/tree)
Hi! Welcome to my "side" blog for kin shit :3 Enjoy your stay~
Feel free to call me whatever, although I'd love it if you call me by a kin name (current shifts are always listed above). I always use he/it and mirror neos, but other preferred neos are listed next to my current shift. My neos hoard is here
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One of my headmates also have a tag #🌸ayase speaks. The rest of us choose to remain anon for now. Please treat us like a singlet; we don't like being referred to or treated as a system.
Vents are always tagged as #cw: vent
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BYF:
- I have no set DNI. Just don't be a creep or a dick. I do block liberally though. - I'm 100% okay with doubles. Fuck you if you harass doubles. - I'm a minor! Don't follow me if you have minors DNI in your bio! - This page is endo, neopronoun/mogai, contradictory label safe, and etc safe. Antis are allowed to interact as long as you're being respectful! I am neutral or avoidant on pretty much all discourse but I think putting someone's identity on a DNI is kind of an ass move. - I am a (probably traumagenic) adaptive median system. I will probably never bring this up again and please please just treat me/us as a singlet. - I sometimes need tone tags! Please be patient with me :,)
INT/BMF:
- Sourcemates!! Especially if you're from Dr Stone, Enstars, or any obscure source I'm from - Uhhh I can't think of anything specific rn but yeah please be friends with me /nf
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KINLIST!
IDs/Selfhoods
Severus Snape (Harry Potter)
Senku Ishigami (Dr. STONE)
High Kins
Rinne Amagi (Enstars; Swap AU)
Sazario [Cesario/Viola] (Shakespeare's Twelfth Night)
Kohaku Oukawa (Enstars; Canon)
Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)
Other Kins
Oda Sakunosuke (Bungo Stray Dogs)
Naven Nuknuk (Epithet Erased)
Luigi/Mr. L (Paper Mario)
Quasar (Atlas and the Stars)
Ballister Boldheart (Nimona)
Mimicry (conceptkin)
Red Fox (theriotype)
Winged humanoid? (theriotype)
Deer (hearttype)
Shapeshifter (hearttype)
I fictionflicker as well, so if there's a character not on there and i'm shifted to them, it's prolly bc of that :}
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xeno-lgbtq-helper · 22 days
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HELLO I'm new to LGBTQ tumblr I mean posting Ive had LGBTQ accounts on another app so I know what rules I want so this is rule
First what is allowed
Please let me know if you like my stuff
Please credit me if you post the terms I coined
All identities are allowed here (if non harmful)
Questions are encouraged
It's okay to not understand as long as your respectful
Now the donts
no discourse on this page
No maps or zoos you aren't LGBTQ leave my account
You must respect all pronouns (unless they are slurs and you can't reclaim or your uncomfortable using swearing ones)
Xenogenders are accepted here I will coining ones here
Don't talk to me about self diagnosis
Don't dead name people I will block you if you do
Don't misgender people
Bi/pan lesbians are welcome here
Lesboys (though I don't understand) are welcome here
Lesbian is non man loving non man on this account
I am pan IF YOUR A BAB YOUR IN THE WRONG PLACE
And lastly just be respectful
Alright I hope y'all like me
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cometrose · 1 month
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Exactly the only thing different is the genders, if they were reversed everyone would be on his side like you said we've seen this story a 100 times, not that there isn't a lot of misogyny in fandom spaces like all spaces and dramas still have room for improvement when it comes to female characters in general but the way fandom has changed these last few years is just crazy, no nuance no complexity nothing interesting just perfect characters or they will get eaten alive and when it comes to romance, all they want is endlessly devoted men the women and their actions don't even factor into it it's all omg he's such a green flag and she fell first he fell harder we've completely lost the ability to engage with media, everything becomes morality discourse for fake people. I don't remember how they phrased it but someone said the way these people engage with media is because the only activism they know is online they haven't done anything in real life which is why they think fictional characters and their actions are tantamount to what real people believe...
ooh this is such a good point and I agree truly.
Bullied by in-laws? Ignored by spouse? In any other story people would be rallying for HW to get on the quickest flight out of there (I mean I was lol)
There is still a lot of misogyny within fandoms and dramas themselves so I always try to be thoughtful when discussing female characters but god you're so right. We just want perfection from these characters all the time and some many people just want perfect tropes perfect characters and perfect stories all the time its exhausting.
I am repeating myself but I do like how they aren't hopelessly devoted to each other all the time. I've watched two dramas this year, Marry My Husband and Perfect Marriage Revenge, and both male leads are knee-on-the-ground, would do anything for their respective female leads and while i do like those boys I also don't mind a male lead that has contradictory emotions for his partner.
Like the biggest thing here is nuance, the truth is obvious from the beginning that Hyunwoo clearly loves Haein he has just buried that feeling under all this frustration and resentment that he can no longer recognize it. These people don't have perfectly good feelings or behaviors towards each other and I think that's fine.
Plus this is a story about an estranged married couple like how would there be drama if they were perfectly perfect partners to each other all the time? Even though they may love each other that love isn't enough to be a happy couple. Haein says that she did not write Hyunwoo in the will because she wished to marry him as soon as possible and had to get through her mother first essentially leaving him high and dry but they were so in love it didn't matter. Like noooo these complexities are interesting plus it is so common for spouses to grow to hate each other and seeing there relationship grounded in some aspect of reality is a fresh change. I welcome it.
Don't get me started on morality politics on social media, the first two eps dropped I went on twitter saw one discussion tweet and knew I couldn't stay there it would drive me crazy. People are always trying to idolize someone these days, to find some perfect thing or unproblematic item to worship unconditionally instead of just accepting some things are fundamentally flawed and discussing their strengths and weaknesses.
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mostlikelythedevil · 1 year
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Haunted. | [Chapter Three, Mid-Chapter]
Pairing(s): Kevin Owens x Fem!Zayn!Reader, Solo Sikoa x Fem!Zayn!Reader
Warning(s): Explicit Language, Angst
Word Count: 1,920
Chapter Summary: Roman Reigns opens up discourse about Sami Zayn’s sister in the safety of The Bloodline’s locker room while her match takes place.
Link(s): AO3, Masterlist
Note(s): My deepest apologies for the late post! Our dog, Sophie, had an emergency visit to the vet to address her eclampsia, so I’ve been putting most of my focus into her. For the next few weeks, chapters might be a bit inconsistent, but I hope you can all understand. That being said, this was a bit of an unconventional chapter, but I hope you like it nonetheless!
Tag(s): @crowleysqueenofhell @raeluvshammett
As Solo enters the locker room of The Bloodline, with his mind lingering on the absolute mess of a young woman just outside, his eyes land on Paul Heyman. Paul, who sits on the other side of the room on a stool behind Roman, quickly gestures for Solo to take a seat on one of the fine leather couches opposite of them; it is now that Solo notices his twin brothers sitting with their heads down, unnaturally quiet. Sami sits on the couch directly beside Roman — alone and visibly upset.
 Slow and cautious, Solo crosses the room, sitting down beside Sami. It means nothing to Solo, but Sami does seem to perk up a bit at the idea that someone might have his back — or, at least, the idea that someone doesn’t absolutely hate him after that entire situation with his sister.
 “I’d like to have an open discussion about Sami’s sister,” Roman’s voice fills the room after Solo sits down, not allowing anyone a moment longer to think. “As long as everyone stays respectful, you’re welcome to say anything that’s on your mind — nothing will upset me.”
 The twins share a look, though neither of them move to speak.
 Sami has his head in his hands, trying to make sense of his own emotions.
 Solo folds his arms, mouth closed.
 “I, for one, my Tribal Chief, think it was an excellent decision to isolate Sami’s sister from Kevin Owens,” Paul beams after a moment too long of silence. “I do, however, wonder why it is that no-one was consulted or given knowledge prior. Of course, I know you have your reasons, and that’s why you’re the Tribal Chief!”
 It takes everything for Roman to not roll his eyes — even he could grow tired of Paul’s constant ass-kissing. “As the Tribal Chief, it’s up to me to make the tough decisions. I’m sure we all saw that the gentle approach to Sami’s sister wasn’t working,” all of the heads in the room nod in agreement, “so, I figured we needed something more drastic — something none of you would have agreed with, which is why it was kept from you.”
 “Why talk to Owens, though? He’s enough of a problem as is.” Jey asks, sitting back against the leather couch.
 “No-one knows drastic better than Kevin Owens,” Roman smiles, teeth all showing. “With just a little push, he’s already started ruining his relationship with Sami’s sister. Isn’t it amazing just how mindless he can be when he’s not getting his way?”
 “That’s cold, Uce, but… I still don’t understand,” Jey replies, hands tangled together in his lap. “I mean, why do we even care about her? No offense, Sami, but your sister ain’t nothing special.”
 Sami does not look up, only murmuring something under his breath for a response. He cannot be bothered with meaningless conversation about his sister’s ability; he needs to figure out how to fix things — with her, with Roman for her blatant disrespect of him. The nausea bubbling in his stomach, though, makes it all the more difficult to focus.
 On the other hand, Solo’s eyes shoot over to his brother. “She got fire in her.” He seems almost offended by the idea that his brother could be so blind as to not see the burning passion buried in her.
 “Her being pissed about K.O ain’t fire,” Jey responds, eyebrow raised at his brother. He’s not quite sure what to make of Solo’s defensiveness, but it’s certainly out of character for him.
 “No, Solo’s right. Wise-man, turn on the T.V,” Roman interjects before Solo can continue. “I want all of you to watch Little Zayn in her match. See how different she is after that spat with Kevin.”
 In the corner of the room, audio buzzes from the on-going match between Sami’s younger sister and Liv Morgan. For the first time, his eyes leave the floor; he watches blankly as his sister nails Liv in the head with a vicious kick. Liv hits the mat with an awful thud, blood trickling lightly from her nose. Above her, Sami’s sister heaves, struggling to breathe. Her eyes, despite being red and puffy, hold nothing less than contempt in them; at the same time, though, she almost seems regretful of her brutality when she shrugs away.
 “It’s not enough,” Sami finally allows himself to speak, eyes falling back to the floor.
 Roman looks over at Sami, expression hard. “What?”
 “The argument with Kevin — it’s not enough to dissuade her from him. She blames us for that, and she’ll keep trying to fix things with him,” Sami explains with a sigh. “That’s just how she is. Her anger right now is only temporary; that fire you see in the ring, it won’t last beyond this match when she can cool herself down a bit.”
 “I didn’t expect you to be so… understanding of the situation,” Roman replies, largely ignoring the concerns Sami had expressed.
 Sami looks up at Roman, though his head stays down. “You know what’s best for this family.”
 “I appreciate your candor, Sami,” Roman’s expression is unreadable, not unlike Solo’s. “As for your sister, I have it on good authority that her anger will be focused solely on Kevin by the end of the night.”
 “I gotta say, Uce, she really is hitting hard tonight. Harder than I’ve ever seen her hit anyone,” Jey comments, eyes glued to the T.V.
 Solo rolls his eyes. “I know fire when I see fire.”
 “What do you— what do you mean?” Sami feels a panic rising in his stomach. “Is Kevin going to hurt my sister? He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t do that,” he begins to ramble, mostly to himself as he stands in a panic.
 “Sami—!” Roman tries, but the ginger does not hear him.
Sami starts pacing in the middle of the room, blocking off bits of the screen in the corner.
 “Sami— Uce, calm down,” Jey offers once he notices just how distressed Sami is.
 All eyes fall to Sami’s suddenly sickening pacing in the middle of the room. Roman stands, placing a hand on Sami’s shoulder — firm and demanding attention. Sami, with this sort of sour twist to his face, looks up at Roman; he’s pale and shaking, and he feels as if he’s going to faint if Roman tells him anything more, but he looks to him regardless.
 “We wouldn’t let Kevin lay a hand on your sister.” Roman states firmly, looking down at Sami with such a sternness in his eyes that Sami can only feel a bit more calm.
 Tears threaten to rise to Sami’s eyes, but he knows he cannot cry here. “Why would her anger focus in on him, then? I can’t— she can’t be hurt by him anymore.”
 Roman rolls his tongue over his teeth, patting Sami’s shoulder heavily. “Nothing you should worry yourself with; your sister is a strong woman, and she can handle it. Right now,” Roman throws a glance over at Paul, “you should go and wait for her. She should see you after her match.”
 Paul, as Roman speaks to Sami, gestures aggressively for Solo to stand and butt into the conversation. Solo, though confused, stands. “I’ll go with him,” he states, not before sending Paul a weird glance.
 “Good. If something happens with Kevin, you’ll both be there for it,” Roman replies, eyes focusing in on his cousin. Solo nods, though he still does not seem to completely understand the need for him to accompany Sami.
 Sami, though concerned about Kevin’s supposed plan for his little sister, nods. “You’re right. She should see me first,” he mutters the last bit, turning to leave the room without another word.
 After a moment, Solo begins after Sami — face expressionless, though it’s obvious by his gait that he’s a bit annoyed to be going with Sami. After all, he would be the one to face Kevin in a match later in the night; it made little sense for him to be a bodyguard rather than preparing for said match.
 As Solo passes by, Roman grabs him lightly by the shoulder. “Keep an eye on him,” his voice is quiet and demanding, “don’t let him interrupt anything, you got me?”
 It’s a strange request, but Solo does not question it. “I got you.”
��“Go.”
 Obedient, Solo finds himself out of The Bloodline’s locker room; he can see Sami meandering down the corridor, shoulders slumped and his head down. He rolls his eyes before trailing behind him, watching his movement carefully. Something about his incompetence about the situation irritates Solo very deeply, though he knows well that he cannot show such anger; Roman would never approve a hit on their ‘honorary’ brother — not anytime soon.
 Admittedly, Sami is only still around because of his use against Kevin — and, for reasons largely unknown to Solo, his sister, too. Sure, she has a fire buried inside of her that could make her a monster in the ring; and sure, she’s quite pretty, especially with that fire in her eyes, but that isn’t enough for Roman to be interested to the point of delaying plans with Sami’s exit. No, Roman must be hiding something from everyone — which really isn’t that difficult to believe, all things considered. But, then, Solo also does not know Roman as well as his brothers. He’d need to talk to them about it later.
 In the distance, Sami comes to a stop at one of the monitors near guerrilla.
 “Either of them win yet?” Solo calls out, still working on catching up with the ginger.
 Sami shakes his head. “No, but it looks like she’s got the upper hand still.”
 “Good,” Solo replies as he comes closer, “she needs that tonight.”
 “She does,” and Sami smiles — a big, bright, toothy smile. It’s almost touching to see how excited he is for his sister despite all of the things she said before.
 The smile, though, falls to wide-eyes and an open jaw.
 Solo, also taken aback and slack jawed, throws himself into a sprint toward Sami.
 Everything turns to a blur as Sami takes off toward the ring, forcing himself forward with every ounce of muscle in his legs. He has to stop this; he has to stop this; he has to stop this! Something plows into his side, sending him painfully to the concrete of the guerrilla; his legs flail into some technology, and he finds himself tangled in wires.
 “She has to do this on her own, Uce,” Solo pants out, doubled over to help catch his breath.
 Sami tries frantically to untangle the wires around his legs, ignoring the burning sensation in his side and the pain in his knees. “She can’t,” he rasps, pulling desperately at wires.
 The backstage crew located at the guerrilla stare at the two in bewilderment.
 “Man, she’s gotta do it alone,” Solo insists, yanking wires off of Sami without care for what they might be connected with. “She’s gonna hate you if you go out there and fuck things up.”
 As Sami scrambles to his feet, and he actually hears Solo for what he’s saying, an unsettling calm settles over him. He laughs — a breathless, tired sound. Solo looks at him, chest still heaving, waiting for him to try to run out to the ring once again. He doesn’t, though. Instead, Sami finds himself back to the monitor he had been at.
 This —  is apart of the plan.
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stimeria · 1 month
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hello and welcome to a stimboard blog centered around the papa louie series of games! my name is willow (they/them), and i've been wanting to make a blog like this for a while, but i'm just now making it! please click the read more to see more information about this blog + my boundaries.
requests are ... closed!
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do not interact t.erfs, pro.shippers / com.shippers / dark.shippers, anti-mogai, trans.id/rad.queer, discourse focused. frankly, i'll just block if i don't want you interacting!
01. i do not fill requests outside of papa louie games here! preferably related to the gameria series, as those are the ones i'm most familiar with, but the papa louie platformers are also fair game.
02. please do be respectful while requesting! please say "please" + "thank you" ... it's only polite.
03. my blacklist includes: n.sfw themes, gorey themes, ships, v.alentine's day, heavy eyestrain... however i still reserve the right to deny any request. i guess try your luck?
04. when making a request, it'll be easier for me if you specify which stims you like and dislike, as well as a color palette you would prefer, though not at all required... please know that if you don't list anything, I will just wing it.
05. due to the source material of papa louie games, there will be a lot of food imagery. it is an unavoidable constant theme, as papa louie games revolve around the making of food, so please be aware of that if food imagery makes you uncomfortable. i will not block anyone over this, and it's certainly not a rule. this is simply a warning so that people are aware.
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creatureheart · 8 months
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Welcome!
To a simple blog for me to explore things about myself and my nonhuman identity, and to simply reblog relevant posts and things that I like.
You can call me Pandora. New nicknames are welcome. They/It
[[ Carrd ]] Other Sites — content will be similar [[ CoHost | TikTok | Bluesky | Pillowfort | Dreamwidth ]] [[ Main Blog ]] [[ Tags ]] — my tags for ease of access and mobile users.
Replies, comments and asks/submissions are always welcome.
BYF below — please read because the only one to blame if you see something you don't like is yourself.
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BYF — if you don't like, just block/move on
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I am an Adult(Dec '93). If you are not ok with this, and I follow you, please soft block, or block me to keep yourself comfortable.
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I am Queer/Asexual and Indigenous(Australian).
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Most of this blog will be SFW, but there still might be possible adult content on this blog, which will be tagged. Keep this in mind if you are a minor or do not wish to see such!
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I try to tag everything that I reblog with general, wide tags when they are useful. Use the content filter options and/or xkit to stop from seeing what you don't want to see. I do not tolerate hateful comments towards anything "creepy crawlie"(bug, insect, snake, rats, etc) and will block on sight. I understand phobias and squicks, but they are animals that are just as worthy or respect as anything else is. This goes DOUBLE for anyone that makes comments on people's pets.
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I'm not here for drama and discourse, don't drag me into it or tell me about it.
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I use the word Queer. If you do not believe in reclaiming slurs or you tag things as "q slur" just block me. I am also kink positive, pro-sex education, pro-sex worker, etc. TERFS, SWERFS, Radfems, Gender-Criticals, Truscum/Transmed, Anti-Mogai, Exclusionists, Aphobes(Ace+Aro-phobic), LGBwithouttheTQ, etc are not welcome.
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I am of the old internet mindset of "if you don't like it, don't look" and "don't go looking for things you know you don't like/you know will upset you." I don't really have a set DNI (though some of the things I will never tolerate are mentioned in here) — I block, unfollow and filter liberally, because it is not on other people to cater my online space for me. If I see something I don't like, I remove it from my sight and move on. I take ZERO responsibility for other's online experience as this is my blog. If you see anything you don't like that I post or reblog, just unfollow and/or block. People just looking for an argument or who are rude will be blocked and possibly reported. Comments will be deleted. Neil Gaiman's Essay: Why defend freedom of icky speech? Video: "On the Ethics of Boinking Animal People"
I'm old and tired, and kids these days would probably label me a "proshipper" as I believe there is way more nuance to this entire thing than simply the black and white mindset that the internet & fandom communities have shifted to over time. I do not condone any taboo or problematic content IRL. But it is not my place, or my right to tell others what they can and cannot do in fiction/fantasy. It's unrealistic to believe that anything created that holds taboo or problematic content means the one who created it condones it IRL. This falls along the same kind of mindset mostly conservative parents spat that "violent video games make people violent", which we all know is not true. Censoring problematic content will not stop people from creating it. They will just create it where you cannot see it, which in turn could make it harder to find, and harder to stop when actual harm is dealt. Can fictional/fantasy content affect reality? Sure! I will never say otherwise. But to believe that it always does is, again, unrealistic, and assuming that most people cannot differentiate between the two. Fiction and fantasy were created for people to be able to entertain ourselves, and to explore topics that we never would, or were impossible, in the real world in the safety of our minds and spaces we created. The actions of those who use fictional content as a reason to do taboo and problematic things in real life is entirely on them, and they need to seek professional help for their paraphilias, or harmful actions. If something... - happens between two(or more) consenting ADULTS - makes someone happy - does not harm themselves or anyone/anything IRL ...then what other people do is none of my business.
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colorisbyshe · 30 days
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hi!! i’m so sorry for liking old discourse posts i just forgot why i was following u and looked through some tags and found some good posts there. also the stuff u reblog these days is really nice so i’m not planning on unfollowing or anything hehe
sorry i isn’t dare to go off anon even tho u probably know who i am based on recent notifs anyways. i’m shy lol
it’s fine!!! i don’t mind when old posts are liked or reblogged, at this point they rarely recirculate in any meaningful way unless someone with like 10k followers brings it back
i stand by 95% of the stuff i said before with most of the 5% i don’t just being how i said it. (i made a lot of concessions to placate people that i wouldn’t do now, lol.)
so truly no worries about going through old content. it’s still representative of this blog i jus t don’t think it’s a pressing issue to talk about in that a. everyone has already made up their minds and b. those who haven’t are going to… actually listen to reason?
i’ll say it here tho for new followers: this person is referencing ace discourse posts because i quite strongly believe cisgender, straight people and cisgender aroace people do not belong in lgbt spaces and that holds especially true when aromantic and asexuality have been watered down to include people who do want to date and do want to have sex, respectively.
I do not believe aphobic opppression is real—I think everything described as aphobia is either rape culture/misogyny, ableism, misdirected homophobia, or is just interpersonal discrimination which is BAD but not oppression—and that even if it were, it would not make cisgender straight people or cisgender aroace people belong in LGBT spaces. Because experiencing oppression does not necessarily mitigate your role in the oppression of others.
I believe strongly in aces forming their own community, though I will say there is little incentive for them to do so considering my previous point. There’s no laws to protest, no funds to raise. So you end up with spaces just based on including everyone and catering to any possible feeling which ends up forming harmful, contradicting rhetoric.
All this said, I won’t be arguing any of these points. I have tags you can browse—ace discourse, hsdd, ace history—and again I stand by most of what is said there. If anything seems incongruous with things I currently say, assume I’ve changed my mind or message me off anon for clarification.
Otherwise… yeah. Welcome new and old to the fact that I, years ago, discussed ace discourse and did more research than any of you, therefore I know more than any of you and don’t need to talk about it at length. I know where I stand, y’all know where you stand.
Follow harder, unfollow… be free with yourselves but not with my inbox.
No need to apologize for interacting with old content either. Unless you’re arguing on it. Then get blocked.
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sirenscriptures · 6 months
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hello there !! welcome to my little space dedicated to writing and indulging <3
please, before reading/interacting, take a moment to read some of the guidelines i have set in place for this space:
— first and foremost, i do not allow any blank, ageless or minor blogs to follow me. even though there will be some fluff and sfw content on here, i still do not want to have anyone under the age of 18 following this blog or interacting with me on a personal level.
however, if you are under 18, you are more than welcome to interact with my sfw pieces ONLY. that means you can like/reblog/comment my posts labeled with the “ ☼ — morning respite “ tag on them.
i am well aware that i cannot stop those who are underage from reading my content. all i ask is that you be a decent human and not interact with me or my mutuals who have the same rules in place, or else i will have to block you.
— please have an age indicator somewhere in your bio/pinned post before you follow/interact with me !!! it really helps me out in keeping my boundaries on this blog and helps to keep minors out of this space. even something simple as “adult, 20s, 30s” etc. works!
— i am not a writing blog that takes requests. however, i do like seeing what you lovely people come up with, so i will absolutely accept suggestions/thirsts anytime !! i love when you choose to indulge me in your best ideas, so don’t be afraid to send them to me through my inbox<3 i can’t guarantee i will get back to them all the time, but i always appreciate when you send them.
— this should go without saying, but please do not bring discourse into my inbox ! do not name drop, ask me why someone deactivated, ask me about other blogs’ business, etc. also, don’t use the anonymous feature to be an asshole. i will turn it off without announcement if i need to, and i don’t think anyone wants that.
— for writing, i write for female reader and gender neutral reader ! i do my best to make my reader as open to interpretation as i can so that everyone can enjoy, so please let me know if you see anything that looks off or is worded weird. i will gladly fix it :)
— if you have any questions on what i write for, it should be listed on my masterlist, which will hopefully be added to in the coming weeks. as for what i do/don’t write, feel free to ask me in my inbox, or take a look at my about me/byf page !
— don’t like, don’t read ! one of the golden rules really. everything i write i do my best to tag properly. and if you find that anything is missing, please correct me in a respectful manner. i am not a robot, nor am i perfect. so don’t treat me like i should be !
— lastly, just be patient with me ! be respectful ! be nice to everyone you encounter here !! i use this and my writing as an escape like many others on this site, and it would just be appreciative if we could all get along to some extent. i really have no patience for people who feel a need to be mean or nasty to others, and it will be an instant hardblock if i catch you being hateful in any way.
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I don't know if you know this but by defining DID the way you do you are already getting involved in DID intercommunity discourse. I appreciate and respect that you do not feel like your experiences align with DID, and that you'd rather not get involved in community discourse that's why I'm letting you know that your definition of DID alone is already a point of discourse. That definition actively hurts disordered systems, and can lead to everything from the generation of false trauma memories to people getting worse symptoms.
Imagine if someone said "it's only valid to be schizophrenic if you hear voices" and how damaging that could be, even though it's true that most schizophrenics do hear voices. Now imagine this was a huge point of discourse and schizophrenics who don't hear "enough voices" were frequently told that they aren't welcome in the community, regardless of whether they have a professional diagnosis.
Then if someone said "I have some psychotic experiences but I'm definitely not schizophrenic because you can't be schizophrenic if you don't hear voices" could be really hurtful without that person intending any harm.
I completely understand not wanting to get involved, and not wanting to define your experiences as DID or related terms. But then I think it would be best to refrain from making sweeping statements about the things that are being discussed within said communities..
Also bc it's only a matter of time before someone will tell you "oh then you have osdd", and you are stuck again trying to give an opinion on matters that you don't actually want to get involved with.
You can just say that you don't have the need to slap a label on these experiences, and you don't owe anyone an explanation of why you wouldn't self diagnose with some specific label.
And you can tell us about your experience and some people will always be there to tell you that you have did or osdd or something, but you can just gently let them know that you don't want to define it using such terms.
I hope this doesn't seem aggressive, I'm trying to be helpful. Bc I don't think you meant any harm. But this discourse is such a point of stress and even trauma to people by now it would be helpful if you don't try to define things so black and white
Thank you
I actually am aware of that, and know that my original answer was a summary of a general idea more so than a clear definition. But you are right that I should've made that clear, and thus I apologize for not doing that and I'll take the ask in question down. And I will be more careful with this subject in the future. ❤️
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