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Ok, I'm gonna be REAL controversial for a second:
Saying "incest and underage fics are ok because it's usually CSA survivors recontextualizing/processing their own experience" is just purity culture lite. It's like saying "Birth control should be legal because some people use it for non-birth control related purposes" or "abortion needs to be legal because women can die without it."
Yes, these are TRUE and IMPORTANT things. But kind of... not the point?
Kind of giving way to the antis, the puritanical right, the misogynists who just want to control women (because you KNOW they aren't thinking about trans men or nonbinary people when they legislate abortion).
Lemme see if I can explain: by saying "look at this VALID and IMPORTANT reason someone might have for doing the thing you don't like," you are saying that there are invalid reasons for it. That some people shouldn't do it.
You are saying that it is objectively wrong, and that exceptions must be made for it to be okay. And putting aside the fact that NO ONE should have to disclose their personal trauma for judgement, that no one should have to disclose their personal medical history to a judge or legislator before receiving treatment... you are conceding the point.
I refuse to concede anything on this.
I like fucked up fic, I like being able to fuck without getting pregnant, I like that if my birth control fails I can still make a choice about whether or not I want to be pregnant and give birth. I WILL NOT go into my reasons on ANY of this. Because YOU do not have a right to that information, and I am also protecting the privacy of everyone else who does not want to share their reasons.
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capricorn-0mnikorn · 5 months
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"All's fair in Love and War"
Is a lie. It's a lie. It's a dirty, dirty lie!
What's fair in love is only within the bounds of mutual respect, consent, and honesty.
And Absolutely Nothing is Fair in War.
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It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you've known forever don't see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
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mysticalibra1994 · 6 months
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Helluva Boss (spoilers) HC
So, since I watched the latest episode of Helluva Boss, I told this headcanon to my late mom's framed picture.
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So, picture this: Mammon travels to Lucifer's castle to try and out Ozzie's relationship with Fizzarolli and the king of Hell doesn't care.
Mammon: Oy, King Lucifer! Ya never guess what happened in my Ring... It turns out that not only Ozzie's gay, but he's also f_ckin' an imp! How funny is that?! Lucifer: Mammon, I'm a fallen angel; meaning that I was God's favorite angel. What makes you think that I would care about what overlord is doing with an imp? Hell, I sent Stolas a "rainbow emoji" to let him know that I supported his love life when he was arranged to marry and hatch an heir with Stella. May I remind you that the "heir" in question is 17 years old? Mammon: *stunned* You used ta be an angel?!
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So, that's pretty much what I do; I would spit out some ideas, theories, and/or headcanons to my late mom's framed picture. When she was alive, she always loved hearing my opinions about certain things on my mind.
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nuuralshams · 9 months
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Opening tumblr is like. Entering my cozy room filled with all sort of weird stuff that would make sense to nobody else but me. It’s filled with all these packages that other people have left for me to see. I store the ones I really fancy on my shelves, so everyone else can also view them when they enter my room. Some I like so much I store them on the shelves and also pass them onto others to see because I think “oh I bet they’d love to see this too”.
Just my comfort place.
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creationfathers · 7 months
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"Maybe there was some divine force guiding us to meet... The more I think about it, the more I wonder. Either way, whether it was destiny or just random chance that brought us together, I'm just gonna be happy for this moment.. This momen, right here"
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pie-entist · 1 year
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penis delicious penis pernicious i love my girl but her penis is vicious
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littlespyeye · 1 year
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And yes, I'm going to be that horrible person but imagine being so delusional thinking you're an influencer and important figure on the fashion/travel world and on your birthday it's just crickets. She tried so hard with all the birthday posts for Casey's friends and she got nothing. Nothing from Brookie or all the other people she keeps claiming to be her people.
People obviously don't like her. They don't want her around. She has no friends because she has burned all the bridges taking advantage of the people. Not the brands she "works with". Not his brother or all the cousins she brags to be an example for. How do we know they didn't do something for her privately? Because she doesn't know how to be private. She freaking posted all about her brother's death. If you're not private about something so delicate, why would she be about her birthday when she's loves being the center of attention?
I think this is just a slap in the face for her to wake up but I'm sure she won't and I'm here for it cause life is literally trying to make her a better person but she just loves playing the victim.
Another thing is that she is successful making Casey look like a horrible person/boyfriend and the truth is that we've seen how he is when he loves someone, he simply doesn't love her and probably can't find a way out of that relationship cause she just won't let him leave her without being the villain.
And I'm going back to sleep cause it's a holiday here today and I get to be lazy for once 🥺
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Why are people homophobes?
Is it really bad that other people love each other? These people are not hurting you nor are they ruining your life.
They are just living their authentic self, they deserve not to get hate for that.
Just because you don't support their lifestyle that doesn't give you the right to send hate to members of the LGBTQIA+ community or worse hurt/kill them.
Like I always say treat others the way you want to be treated.
Let's stop this hate because it is exhausting to deal with!
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ryderdire · 1 year
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thylacines are literally the perfect symbol of something beautiful being destroyed out of misunderstanding rooted in societal expectations. They are the poster child of people fear what they don’t understand and that’s part of why I love them I think, there like me in a way
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Imagine being Jessica Moore, and you've been in Heaven for you're not even sure how long. You have this vague recollection of how you died - Brady coming over and his eyes turning black, and he says "Sorry, Jess, nothing personal. But we really need Sammy to stop playing house and get back to his destiny," and then there's a slice across your belly and so much heat, and the last thing you see from where you're pinned to the ceiling is Sam's face. Horrified, tragic, but not surprised or shocked. And his brother, running through the flames of your life to drag him out.
So you're in Heaven. And it's the best day of your life, over and over, a monotony of happiness with a facsimile of Sam at your side, until suddenly it changes. The walls come down, and there are more people there. Old friends, your grandparents, their grandparents - almost everyone you could hope for. And you know that one day, Sam will be in Heaven, too. You know (you hope) that you'll share him, because you love him and hope that he found happiness with someone after you. Not too soon, but sometime. And then one day you feel it.
Sam is here. Sam is in Heaven. And it might not happen immediately, but he's going to come see you.
You just didn't expect it to be daysweeksmonths later, roaring up in his brother's big black car, but somehow that makes sense. And the way they get out of the car... identical movements, swinging their legs out and slamming their doors closed in sync. The way Dean hangs back, arms crossed, leaning against the car with a comfortable sort of smile. The way Sam's got his shoulders hunched and his hands in his pockets and how the tallest man you've ever met still manages to look up at you through his hair.
Imagine being Jessica Moore, and Sam Winchester is visiting you in Heaven and trying to apologize for how you died, but it wasn't his fault and you love him still. So all you can do is wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him down, and he wraps his arms tight around your waist, buries his face in your hair, and you always thought that seeing him, feeling him here like this would feel whole.
But it doesn't.
There's something missing, and it's just a small bit for you but it's like a gaping hole in Sam and you remember feeling that when you were alive but here, where the physical is an illusion, it's like a bleeding wound, and when you look over Sam's shoulder to see Dean still leaning against his (their) car, you know.
All it takes is one hand, stretched out to him, and he's there, pressed against Sam's back, wrapping both of you in his strength and "I gotcha, Sammy," rumbled deep and low and somehow.
Somehow you know that if you'd lived, if you'd gotten married and Sam had been a lawyer and never left to find his dad, Dean would have been there. In your home, in your bed, sandwiching Sam between you both. And maybe that should feel wrong, but it feels so right here in Heaven.
Imagine being Jessica Moore, and realizing that Sam comes as a package deal and you can't have him if you won't take Dean, and somehow that's just fine.
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faffreux · 2 years
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THANK YOU ALL for supporting me and my art here. I cannot express this enough. Y’all truly feel like another group of friends that I deeply value in addition to the ones I speak more closely to and some of you have even been here for years at this point and it’s honestly amazing. I value the support and the comments and the asks and all of it so much + I haven’t made a post like this in a while and the desire just hits me in the chest occasionally so I gotta let you know.
Like truly, please know I appreciate it :’) I’m excited to continue growing and improving as an artist and person alike and I love having y’all along for the journey.
Portable friends. <3 No matter where I go in physically in the world it’s really neat that I get to keep my blogs near to my heart and that a bunch of people who would otherwise be strangers to me enjoy reading it and hearing about my relationship with Fawful and a whole bunch of other things that make me happy.
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Having an emotionally mature friendship is of the highest level. You can express yourself openly and freely, without fear of insults, silent treatment, or manipulation. They listen, respond, and provide a safe space for you.
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simply-starryeyed · 2 years
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i. i have what i think is her number written on a half of a sticky note. i believe it is hers, it's that or her mother's and that one doesn't make nearly as much sense. i cannot bring myself to text her. maybe her number changed.
ii. i see the ghost of her in everything. i'm following her on instagram. she's following me. we like each other's posts. we haven't breathed a word to each other since may. that time, that may, was one of my worst times. i have never felt such care as i did that day, that may tenth, from her words and face. i keep her words tucked inside my cheeks.
iii. watching as other people get together makes me sad. watching as a friend gets his license makes me sad. watching as people go to homecoming makes me sad. watching people stress about projects makes me sad. watching people makes me sad.
iv. "i moved up here to see you." "clearly not, since you're moving." "well, i just can't stay."
v. i've been writing recently. one fifth of my page count in five days. i don't feel much.
vi. i make a list of things to tell my therapist every week. she opens each session by asking me what's on my list. she finds it amusing, i think. she thinks i'm insightful. she thinks i'm put together. i might not be able to see her for much longer.
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dor-nu-fauglith · 2 years
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The climb up was steep and trecherous.
I may have reached the peak had I not stumbled and rolled down the mountain side. And as I tumbled further and further into ground already conquered I see my imagined victories for what they really were. Through attrition and serendipity I find myself so much farther back than where I initially began to climb. My basket is empty, my vessel is broken, my mind no longer recognizes family or friend. My world has turned into a battlefield, and on I march like an ant with no colony or purpose.
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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