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haltnook · 2 months
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thinking about Tim Drake. Thinking about Tim Drake being mentally ill.
Thinking about Tim Drake being neurodivergent and never getting any support he needed. Thinking about Tim Drake never knowing healthy relationships. Thinking about Tim Drake pushing away all of his loved ones. Thinking about Tim Drake hurting them and not realizing it.
Thinking about Tim Drake becoming a bad person. Thinking about Tim Drake never learning boundaries. Thinking about Tim Drake doing awful things to further his goals. Thinking about Tim Drake not expressing his emotions in healthy ways. Thinking about Tim Drake never learning communication. Thinking about Tim Drake realizing he's not a good person and asking, "when did that happen?".
Thinking about Tim Drake spiraling the moment he's left alone. Thinking about Tim Drake ignoring his own needs. Thinking about Tim Drake ignoring his own pain and thinking everyone does the same. Thinking about Tim Drake not getting help because "he knows better". Thinking about Tim Drake not knowing better. Thinking about Tim Drake being a child. Thinking about Tim Drake having stunted emotional growth, while growing up too fast. Thinking about Tim Drake having above average intelligence, being ahead of his age. Thinking about Tim Drake being behind his peers in emotional maturity.
Thinking about Tim Drake never getting reliable parental figures. Thinking about Tim Drake, a child, handling the unstable adults in his life.
Thinking about Tim Drake finally having people that care about him. Thinking about Tim Drake being hurt by them. Thinking about Tim Drake hurting them.
Thinking about Tim Drake and how his mental state was never healthy. Thinking about it getting worse.
Thinking about Tim Drake being what he was trying to stop. Thinking about him failing. Thinking about him never noticing.
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needyhungrybunny · 1 year
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I think if someone put a collar and leash on me and lead me around all day, it would fix me.
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pinkpeony1 · 2 years
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an overly long analysis of Matthew and Alastair part 2 - this time making even less sense (i think)
tldr: their relationship is a cycle of pain and hurt, Matthew can’t heal without reconciling with Alastair, while Alastair has already done so. also i am scared for their ending and want them to both be happy but idk if they both can 😭
thinking once again about how Matthew and Alastair’s dynamic. i love Alastair, he is such a complex character who has changed the most during the time we first meet him till now than I think any other tsc character, and when I first read tftsa I did not like him (i’m sorry, i’m now a Stan) on the other hand, i love Matthew so much, and I can’t help but feel sorry for him over what happened with Charlotte and his sister, but also i hate him for what he did to Alastair and also turning the merry thieves+co against him/making them dislike him and leading to Alastair being miserable and also costing him potential friendships with people that would understand him.
because like James and Alastair I think would be good friends under different circumstances, if they actually interacted for the first time post shadowhunter academy. they are both the protective order brother who is a sweetheart that wants the best for their family but is terrible at opening up, care for Cordelia and Thomas—in different ways lol—and is also quite dramatic and also a lit nerd. and Christopher and Alastair is dynamic that hasn’t been explored but I feel they would have a fun grumpy/sunshine friendship going on.
but Matthew’s trauma led him to hating Alastair and blaming him for everything wrong in his life even if it wasn’t his fault or was the result of his own actions, which in turn made Alastair’s life even worse. taking out his anger towards himself and his situation on Alastair instead of using a healthy coping mechanism. and then the fact that Matthew if he doesn’t get the help he needs could so easily turn into Alastair’s father (Silas right? idk). the way that their stories are so similar in that how they deal with tragedy led them to where they are. how their actions as children have caused them to be so guilt-riddled, working through it by bottling it up (and then lashing out in Matthew’s case) but never wanting to burden them, when the original incident at the academy was really neither of their faults, more so the environment they were in that led them to it.
I really don’t know how Cassie has planned on resolving their arcs, in the past, a bad relationship in the beginning led to a really fun and caring friendship (like Gabriel and Will and also Clary and Alec), but there is also like no way for Matthew in particular to get to the place where he can work through what he did and apologize for his actions. Alastair is already there—he knows the reasoning for his actions, he is working through his trauma, he’s forming healthy non-familial relationships for the first time.
but even with all of the pain and hurt between them i still almost want them to be friends? like Matthew has deeply hurt Alastair, but tsc, for me, has in part always been about owning up to your mistakes, doing what you can to reconcile with your past and the people who you hurt.
with Cassie making the ending less tragic i have no idea what to expect from their dynamic and their arcs, i can really only hope they find happiness peace within themselves and (at least in Matthew’s case because Alastair didn’t know what he unwittingly did to Matthew) apologize. like literally thinking about Matthew’s ending stresses me tf out😭. like I want the best for both of them, but I can’t help but fear a happy ending for one means the other won’t get theirs.
also like I said last time because it is the one thing we know they agree on and i think it’s fun to say (i’m overly excited for the scene in which they both yell at him): fuck charles
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endusviolence · 2 months
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Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?
I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?
In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".
Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.
This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.
Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.
The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.
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[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]
There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.
This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.
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[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]
As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.
But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?
Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.
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inkskinned · 1 year
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
#this is true#writeblr#warm up#relatedly for some reason one of our Favorite Jokes#amongst the Siblings#is like - ''this is so good u will love it''#while we are reacting to something we OBVIOUSLY find viscerally disgusting#like we will be actively retching and be like ''nooooo it's so good''#to the point that i sometimes get nervous if someone outside my family is like oh u should try it its good#(obvi we never force each other to eat anything. we are all just curious birds and#like. we're GONNA try the new thing.)#edit to answer why we had so much vanilla:#my mom is a very good cook and we LOVE to bake. so she just had a lot of staples in the house.#it's one of those things that's like. have u ever continuously thought ''ah i should get butter im probably out''#even tho u are not out of butter. so u end up with like 5 years of butter.#my mom would do that in a costco but like with vanilla extract#to be fair we WERE always using WAY TOO MUCH bc we were kids#so like she was right to stock up#ps. yes we were VERY sick after this lol i just didn't want to include it in the post in case ppl had an ick about that#u can tell it's real bc we knew "oh no we fucked up that's too much vanilla to waste'' but our reaction was to just. keep drinking it#> sibling understanding that vanilla extract isn't free > knowledge mother doesnt mind if we use it for milkshakes#> sibling choice to maybe get in a loophole of ''not wasting it'' if we drink it bc that's the same as using it (not throwing it out)#listen bud i was like 13 and my sister was like 9#when my mom discovered this we. got in. A LOT. of trouble. a lot of it. a LOT of it.#3rd edit bc i guess it isn't clear - i am 1 of my brother's 2 little sisters#i am the middle child#out of all the ways i have had to explain a post before being like ''did u forget a middle child can happen'' is my favorite
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cappycodeart · 8 months
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"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"
A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…
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crisispider · 10 months
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🩸- Miles
Peter's Hiding Injures Meme - Accepting - @normaltothemax
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"Shit. Okay..." He had been hoping Miles wouldn't notice the deep stab wound that he had been attempting to hide with his trench coat as they tried to race back to where they were suppose to meet the others. The problem was he was having trouble keeping up with Miles, his vision was getting blurry and the pain was getting harder and harder to ignore.
Peter had been determined to keep going though, they needed to get the others and he needed to get Mayday home safe to her mother. He had no idea what he had been stabbed with, but whatever it was seemed to be STOPPING his ability to heal and that couldn't be good.
He knew he wasn't going to make it, his vision was getting too SPOTTY and before Peter knew it he was doing everything he could to lessen the blow as he stumbled into some trashcans, making to wrap himself entirely around Mayday so she would come out unharmed in her little harness.
When Peter couldn't get back up? Well he was caught. There was no denying now. "Miles, i'm going to need you to listen to me VERY CAREFULLY..." Peter forced himself to sit up, using the nearby brick wall as support.
"Take my goober. DON'T ARGUE." despite the insistence on calling the device they use to jump from universe to universe a goober, his tone was completely serious not daring to leave room for any kind of argument. (Hopefully.) While he was waiting on Miles to take the device he placed on the ground next to him, Peter went about unbuckling his baby harness, a warm smile spreading down at his daughter's face.
"Alright kiddo you are going to go with your Uncle Miles here, and he is going to get you home to Mommy okay?" He acted as if NOTHING WAS WRONG, as if he wasn't entirely sure he was about to bleed out as far from home as he could possibly be. He didn't want to be one of the last memories she had of him to be sad.
"You be good for Miles, and mommy too. Always do your homework, and if you are going to drink always get a safe ride home. Don't trust boys they are always jerks.. and just.. Mayday? I LOVE YOU kiddo." He knew she didn't understand what he was saying, but that didn't matter. He pulled her in for one last tight hug, peppering her wild curly hair with several kisses. "You are gonna be amazing I just know it.."
Mayday may have been a baby but she took after her old man, she could sense something was WRONG and she was desperately trying to cling to her dad. Peter was thankfully stronger, and as soon as he had the harness fully unhooked from it he carefully pulled it away and offered a HYSTERICAL Mayday out to Miles.
"G-get her HOME for me will you? My goober can get you there." he did his best to talk loud enough for Miles to hear over the sounds of Mayday crying. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine right here." A lie everyone knew but that didn't matter.
"L-listen kid, I really am PROUD OF YOU though okay? I know you got a lot on your plate.. but you are a great kid, and a better Spider-Man than I will ever be-" there was so much more he wanted to say, but he was running out of time, he was so VERY tired.
"H-hey.. tell MJ i'm sorry.. you'll tell her WON'T YOU?.. I really am sorry MJ.."
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haliaiii · 3 months
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Juno’s champion
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zazrichor · 4 months
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B A D W O L F
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shegoesbyjoy · 11 months
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this but with kim and communist harry
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madamemiz · 7 months
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sad: falling out of a hyperfixation
tragic: watching your beloved friends and mutuals fall out of the hyperfixation while you're still in it
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magicomens · 5 months
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Ah yes. Anthony Justdontgetstabbed Crowley.
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needyhungrybunny · 1 year
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I can't stop thinking about being hand-fed? Not necessarily a whole meal, or during a scene. Just..the intimacy of someone offering me a bite to eat, of taking whatever is offered into my mouth along with their fingertips. Maybe even being offered their fingers to lick clean as well. It would make me blush, sure, but that small moment of being taken care of and pampered? Intoxicating.
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lynsstrange · 4 months
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i think one of the things the pjo show has understood the best so far is specifically the isolation and insecurities that come with being neurodivergent, and how it reflects onto percy. the book touches on it a lot, but i think rick really wanted to push percy's own internal struggles more obviously to the forefront for the show.
Percy references again and again how inattentive and zoned out he is constantly, and how he blames himself for being stuck in his own world. He feels crazy and misjudged by everyone around him just for having what everyone else presumes is a very active imagination, hyperactivity, and a brain that works differently. and when people do acknowledge his differences, even attempting to spin them positively to him, like Sally and "Mr. Brunner," it only makes him feel worse, because again the only thing they can tell him is that he's "special," inherently other, something he's come to associate with being an embarrassing and shameful thing, with Nancy calling him "special" as an insult. I've seen "special" thrown at nd kids as an insult by their peers over and over again since I was little. So Percy can't help but believe it's a negative thing, no matter what the adults that do support him in his life try to tell him, because it's been internalized that he's just different in a way that's bad and inferior, and that that there's a reason he's lonely and troubled and delinquent. Even if it was a positive thing, like Sally and "Mr. Brunner" insist to him, he feels inherently isolated and confused and wrong in the mortal world for being different, and like there's nothing that can change that or make him normal.
We see Percy break down in front of Sally after being expelled about how he's terrified something's irrevocably wrong inside him now. And his immediate reaction of rage and confusion when the only thing she can tell him, once again, is that he's special. And I think that is really going to resonate with a generation of nd people who've experienced these types of scenarios.
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kittykalliarts · 5 months
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For decades, the blank vision that Iudex Neuvillette wears near his heart has been subject to much discussion in Fontaine. Nobody remembers who it had once belonged to or why the ancient dragon protected it so jealously. It is said that if the Chief Justice would to stare at it for a long while, it would be sure to rain right after. Oh, how beloved that person must've been.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months
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The indescribable tension between an overworked and underpaid smut writer, and his biggest fan hater.
(for @frummpets)
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