I miss when tumblr men were thots and posted bulge pics at 3am on a weekly basis now they’re all mysterious abstinent artists working on themselves and their spiritual healing. What about me? what about my needs ?

Dawg how are you 22 with a wife and kids you should be outside playing

Question: Are you a top or a bottom?

Top: I'm a top.

Side: Let's conceptualize this question with a hermeneutics of power knowledge. We recall Judith Butler's observation that "which pleasures shall live and which shall die is often a matter of which serve the legitimating practices of identify formation that take place within the matrix of gender norms." Gay sex escapes the procreative expectation, but in the reproduction of these norms still adheres to the same performance principal. Under this discursive prison sex can never truly be about mutual pleasure. While some say our pleasure possibilities are hindered, I invert the accusation that yours are limited by an unimaginative phallocentric philistinism.

Vers: A hypocritical invocation of Butler when your argument is based on the presupposition of a prediscursive original desire, a flagrant departure from the Foucauldian tendency which Butler follows, and their further claims on the futility of trying to imagine a queer culture fully independent of heterosexuality. Your critique further ignores the treatment of anal sex as the defining sin of homosexuality and its place within a serophobic signifying economy. I implore you to read Leo Bersani's exploration of the topic, Is The Rectum A Grave.

Bottom: Did I really make it that obvious? Dhdhdjdjfjf

i hope that the discussion about student protests does not get reduced to "privileged rich kids faffing around at an ivy league school." setting aside that tenuous claim, over the last week, protests have erupted over the entire country. a few days ago, riot police beat, pepper-sprayed, and arrested NYU faculty shielding students; protests started at the university of southern california when the admin cancelled the valedictorian's speech; encampments appeared at the university of southern carolina, UT dallas, the university of maryland, the university of new mexico, IUPUI, virginia tech, the university of virginia, the university of illinois, the university of north carolina — chapel hill, the university of pittsburgh, uc berkeley, the university of michigan — ann arbor, MIT, emerson, tufts, the university of rochester, rice, swarthmore, the new school, vanderbilt university, with students arrested; students protested or walked out at miami university, northwestern, temple, the 5 claremont colleges: pomona, pitzer, scripps, harvey mudd, and claremont mckenna, stanford, washington university in st louis, students were arrested at ohio state, students were confronted by riot police at cal poly humboldt, after which they occupied campus, students were arrested at the university of minnesota — twin cities, after which faculty walked out; and yes, there are protests at the other ivies, most notably yale, with students facing mass arests after encampments, but there is also an encampment at brown, protests appeared at cornell, princeton faculty issued a statement of solidarity while students are preparing an encampment, and harvard banned the undergraduate palestine solidarity committee. there are thousands of students who are protesting for palestine across the entire country, facing harassment, arrest, and suspension in return

The Alaskan Grand Slam by Aaron Barrett

I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination

deer autism: brain is replaced by this thang ↙️

do u have a vibrator in ur pants or is ur penis just so scared

when a character is written inconsistently because nobody thought about it that hard and you're like it's time for me to get in there.. and think about it that hard

Secret about autistic people: a lot of times we don’t actually miss a social cue. We see it. We just decide to ignore it because we think it’s a stupid social cue.

“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it

calling a work of fiction "saccharine and masturbatory" to indicate that it is awesome. just like sugar and cranking off

As important as explicit gay rep is, nothing will ever be funnier to me than an entire fandom collectively deciding a relationship between two characters is gay without even a shred of subtext

Foggy’s gotten pretty decent at naming which red-themed vigilante is coming through his window in the middle of the night without even opening his eyes: Matt tries to be quiet so he doesn’t wake him up, Deadpool is talking before he even gets the window open and Peter knocks like a goddamn decent human being.

“Come in!” he yells, deciding that he won’t get out of bed until he knows if there’s an emergency or Peter just wants to raid his first aid kit and fridge.

“Sorry, Mr. Nelson,” Peter says, climbing inside and dropping lightly to the floor. “I know it’s late but I had a question.”

“Shoot, Spiderboy,” Foggy says, sitting up to see Peter lingering awkwardly close by in full Spiderman gear and oversized hoodie, backpack slung over one shoulder.

“It’s just that Mr. Murdock said that you might be willing to look over one of my essays,” Peter says, “but I kind of got distracted doing, y’know--” Peter makes a vague punching motion with a soft pow sound. “--and it’s kind of due tomorrow morning.”

“Oh my god,” Foggy says, sighing and pushing aside his sheets to get out of bed. “This is actually the least stressful thing one of you weirdos has ever asked me to do. What’s your essay about?”

“Macbeth.”

“Y’know, Matt was an English major,” Foggy says, huffing out a laugh and finding a sweatshirt to pull on before he turns on the lights. “You should probably be offended that he passed you off on me.”

“What was your major?” Peter asks.

“Business,” Foggy says. “Did I ever tell you about how my mom wanted me to be a butcher?”

“You have,” Peter says, dutifully, sitting his backpack on the floor and digging through it, “but you can tell me again, if you want.”

“You’re a good kid,” Foggy says, taking the essay when Peter finds it and hands it to him. “There’s leftovers in the fridge. Go eat while I check this bad boy out.”

"You're my hero," Peter says, fervently.

Foggy's never been called that before.

He doesn't hate it.

diversity loss this trans man is just as much of an emotionally unavailable avoidantly attached brick as any cis guy