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thatsbelievable · 10 months
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one-time-i-dreamt · 5 months
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During my grandma's funeral, my brother didn't show up and I got sent a news article telling me that while he was doing homework, the house fell on him and he was in the hospital.
I told my aunt and she told me it was fake news and so my brother shows up, totally fine.
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ohara-n-brown · 2 months
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[WARNING: Rant]
Sometime made a post going 'Love the trans women in your life while they're still here'
Someone added 'Trans men and Nonbinary too!'
And this was the response.
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My response: Cut this shit out, you're acting literally ridiculous.
First of all - no it's NOT an All Lives Matter moment.
ALL LIVES MATTER was created by white people who DON'T experience racism to silence the experiences of those who DO experience racism and die at the hands of it.
A transmasc or nonbinary person saying 'Us also!' is a not the same.
It's a group of people who DO experience transphobia adding to the experiences of those who ALSO experience transphobia.
It's A LOT MORE like a black person going 'BlackLivesMatter' and sometime commenting '#StopAsianHate too :)' and OP going 'wow fuck you read the room you're being racist.'
That's like a Gay person speaking out against homophobia and how it's wrong. And then a trans person says 'Transphobia too!' and suddenly it's 'Read the room. This isn't about y'all. Why do y'all have to bring yourself up always. This isn't about gender. Read the room-'
Sounds familiar to y'all? It should. I'm reading the room and the room is saying you just fucking hate another group of oppressed people lol
Another oppressed person who experiences the same violence as you adding their voice to your choir is NOT the same as white people using their privilege to silence others who experience racism when they themselves don't.
SECOND OF ALL - (tw death mention under cut)
YEAH THEY HAVE A RIGHT TO ADD 'Celebrate your trans brothers while there here' on a post you know..
considering a transmasc non-binary person got fucking beat to death on school grounds exactly a month ago.
Remember that??? The one whose death is being actively covered up by school, law, and state officials on a systemic scale??
Also - a fucking trans man from NJ is still missing as we speak (Elliot Ganiel)
But calling attention to that is like being a MRA??? Talking about a children deaths in a school bathroom and missing people are like being MRAs whose main concerns are women playing video games or some shit?
No. No it isn't.
Y'all misusing terms like MRA and yelling 'That's like all lives matter!!!' clearly show youdon't understand how oppression works in the slightest.
If you try to compare any white racist movement to an oppressed group of people - YTA.
One of us gets fucking killed with no justice, LGBTQ crisis line calls skyrocket, and when asked about it state officials say and I quote 'We don't want that filth in our state!!'
- and when we talk about it amongst people in our community it's 'read the room!!' or 'wow really MRA like'
Fucking bite me.
And before - 'Oh but they didn't have to put it on THAT post, they could've made their own'.
Did you not hear what I just said. A transmasc teen was beat to death and misgendered publically statewide.
Maybe transmascs would like to feel included by the community at this time? So they can feel safe? Safety in numbers? And maybe want to feel like the wider community cares when shit like this happens - which clearly.. y'all don't.
Cause when a transmasc kid is literally killed - and we see a post saying 'Love your transfemme friends whine they're here!' and add the same - only to be told to read the room - it tells us 'You only have a month or so to morn. They died last month? Why are you bringing it up now on a post about appreciating trans people before their death??? Read the room. That was for us only. Stop trying to hog all the attention'.
Like damn sorry for wanting to feel like my community would care if I got wiped off this fucking earth silly me. Silly us.
When we start the conversation on our own we're ignored. When we try to contribute our experiences to other conversations we're told to shut the fuck up and read the room and then compared to actual racists and sexists.
You constantly compare us to people who DO NOT face oppression - cis men and white people - in order to silence us, despite the fact you know we face oppression in ways both groups could never even imagine. You think you're slick. You're not.
BITE ME. HARD.
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steveshairychest · 1 year
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Friday, March 27, 1987.
Steve stares at the date on the calendar, his morning coffee clutched tightly in both hands as he takes a deep breath in and out. It's been a year already.
A year since Eddie died.
It feels like just yesterday he was holding Dustin's hand as they watched Eddie's empty casket lower into the ground. The people of Hawkins had treated the day like a holiday, they'd smiled as they drove past the funeral, and by the end of the day, Eddie's grave stone was covered in graffiti. Steve still goes there often to clean it because if he doesn't do it, then Wayne will, and the man has already been through enough.
Sometimes, Steve wakes in the middle of the night convinced he's still in the upside down, convinced that he can hear Dustin screaming over the walkies for help. Some nights, he cradles his pillow in his sleep thinking that he's holding Eddie's lifeless body. He hasn't had a peaceful sleep in over a year.
He should probably call Wayne, offer to have him over for dinner. He can't imagine what Wayne must be feeling; he lost the only thing he called family.
There's a noise to Steve's left, someone coming down the stairs. He tears his gaze away from the calendar on the fridge and reaches for the cup of coffee that had been waiting on the bench.
"Coffee, love?" He presses the warm mug into his partner's cold hands and presses a soft kiss to his forehead.
A sleepy "Thanks." Is all he gets in reply as his partner leans his head on Steve's shoulder, they're both staring at the calendar now.
"Happy death day, Eddie." Steve says softly.
Eddie lifts his head off of his shoulder and presses a chaste kiss to the side of Steve's mouth; the scars on the side of his face are lit up beautifully in the morning light. "Happy death day to me."
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rubbish78 · 1 year
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Just look at all that pain...
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ershebet · 7 months
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Revers!Au
Zakharov: Damn it, P-3, what am I gonna do?
P-3: Just hit it as hard as you can!
Zakharov: You know, I expected some specifics from you! You're an ex-soldier!
P-3: Sorry, but we're going to have to act on circumstances!
Zakharov: Fucking hell!
P-3: Same!
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hyacinthmewn · 6 months
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I am a comedic genius and hope no one else has done this yet
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nabasart · 1 year
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Eric has difficulty letting things go...
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poppyclangen · 7 months
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MOONS 48 & 49:
Moon 48: After a long but safe labor, FallenStar gives birth to OrangeKit and FinchKit, two beefy, happy babies. With her clan at her side once again, she is grateful to be able to enjoy the moment without the crushing pain of kittens lost. Allowing the cats of her previous litter to get up extra close, she gets to hold all her babies at once. Though it is usually not tradition for warriors to sleep in the nursery, the whole of PoppyClan hunkers down in the little den and celebrates by taking a group snooze.
Moon 49:
After moons of bashful looks and long walks together LoudWhisker and DarkFoot confess their feelings for one another at the same time. The clan isn't surprised- the toms had been sneaking away to gather herbs alone since their apprenticeships.
On one of their famous walks that very same moon, they stumble across a deceased molly, seemingly hit by a car as she'd been struggling to get across. At her belly lay two squirming newborns; and after giving the young cat a proper burial in the PoppyClan grave grounds, DarkFoot and LoudWhisker take the kits in as their own- a little girl, whom they name HoneyKit, and a little boy, PebbleKit. Though they mourn the death of the kits mother, they hope her spirit can rest easy knowing they will love them with all their hearts.
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shywhumpauthor · 1 year
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Okay mock executions are fucking terrifying I have not seen nearly enough of them in the whump community.
Whumpee who knows they’re going to die the next week/day/few hours and there’s nothing they can do to stop it. The panic and desperation with no outlet. They claw at their restraints and throw themself at the door to their cell, uncaring as bruises bloom across their skin, or as blood begins to build up underneath their nails. They’re willing to sacrifice everything for the futile, fleeting hope of escape. They scream and beg until their voice goes hoarse even though there’s no one nearby to listen. Eventually, they crumple in on themself to the awful realization that their future is set and cut. They can’t even sleep without their dreams being plagued with this lingering terror. Maybe they’ve seen Whumper kill someone in the manner they’ve told Whumpee they are to be executed, so Whumpee can’t even pretend to think that maybe Whumper is bluffing.
When the day comes, they still haven’t settled into their fate. They’re absolutely hysterical, doing everything they can to stay away from Whumper and [insert place where they were planned to be executed]. Of course, this does nothing. If they won’t walk, Whumper’s men will simply drag them. At one point maybe Whumpee manages to break free for a short moment of hope, managing to throw their elbow against Henchman’s stomach and twist away, actions fueled only by the adrenaline flooding their mind. They take a single desperate lunge towards the door, before something hard catches them upside the head and knocks them down. Their vision is fuzzy and fleeting, hearing nothing but a faint ringing. Maybe they’re unconscious altogether as Henchman picks them up and continues to drag them towards their final destination.
Whumper plays out everything the way it was intended. They tie the blindfold over Whumpee’s eyes, exchange their chains for softer restraints. Whatever. Then when it comes time for the strike, for the blade to pierce through their chest or slit across their neck, all that Whumpee feels is a small prick against their neck, something cold flood through their body before their thoughts collapse under the intensify of the stress and their mind gives out.
Wherever they wake the following day, let it be somewhere much worse than death’s doorstep or a place so peaceful Whumpee couldn’t even begin to comprehend, Whumpee will be terrified. Panicked and confused. Their thoughts will have no answer as they realized there is no one else around to answer their cries. They wonder if this is death, the afterlife or whatever it was called.
That hope is crushed, replaced by even more of a helpless confusion as Whumper strolls through the door moments later, grinning as they ran their fingers across the sharp of a blade.
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cometstry · 6 months
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🐕 barkinginthe-night Follow
wait wait wait wait you’re telling me all night wolves are related. how do y’all reproduce wtf
🐶 the-most-correct-dog-ever Follow
This is why we need to make a come back for Night Wolf exterminators, they are literal pests that do disgusting things.
#follow for more tips! #NIGHTWOLVES KYS
🌹 night-wolfboy ☑️ Follow
nah i did not almost die to make schools teach about night wolves a thing for you to say this 😭😭
🔁 night-wolfboy ☑️
@barkinginthe-night op, what happens is that people w/ night wolf genes get with normal werewolves or humans and have kids if they wish to, that’s where most night wolves come from now
🧛 vampussy-wait-no Follow
but nightwolves are literally a result of a werewolf king m*ting with a vampire king?
🌹 night-wolfboy Follow
yea! It’s like a half chance if a night wolf were to mate with a human or werewolf, but 100% if they get with a vampire
🔁 night-wolfboy Follow
@/the-most-correct-dog-ever blocked me 💀
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uncanny-tranny · 6 months
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Part of me wants to empathize with the cishet man who is afraid to even appear gay. I think what the cishet man often fears by being seen as queer in dress, in mannerism, in taste, in speech, is that he fears his manhood will be stripped away, his humanity questioned. It's uncomfortable to think. It's uncomfortable to feel, and when you often don't face that for who you are, it feels even more biting. It feels like you have been stripped of a comfort you have had for decades, for your whole life, in one fell swoop.
It's certainly rooted in queerphobia, sure, but as a trans man? I would be lying by omission if I pretended like my own manhood wasn't questioned daily because of who I am, if I pretended like I haven't face violence for my manhood. I would be lying if I pretended like it's perfectly safe every time when people suspect I am queer (not even trans, but "just" queer).
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themakeupbrush · 1 year
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Schiaparelli Spring 2023 Couture "Inferno", inspired by the Divine Comedy
(for anyone who may be concerned, the animals are indeed fake)
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petricorah · 1 year
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humble offer of an au instead of (a continuation of) divorced zukka
Zuko fakes his death:
Someone's been trying to assassinate him. It's long after Sokka leaves, and they aren't together. Maybe they had something once, and Sokka always thought they'd end up together, but they aren't together. And he hears word of the fire lord's death all the way back in the water tribe. How there was nothing the Kyoshi Warriors or the palace guard could do, and he was killed.
There are no remains.
He goes to the funeral, and it's this big dramatic ordeal (because they're trying to really hammer in that he's "dead") and Sokka's a mess. A complete and utter mess. He can barely function, and he's angry, especially at Suki, because he doesn't understand how she isn't more upset (she knows Zuko's still alive. She tries to talk to him, but he pushes her away, and they're never able to talk in a private place.) But more than that, he's angry with himself. Because if he hadn't left, he could have saved him. He could have been there. He thought they had a future together, that they couldn't be together now, but someday they would, and that all goes up in smoke.
And then Zuko's alive. They were able to apprehend the mastermind with the guise, and Sokka should be happy, but all he feels is emotions he can't understand. He feels betrayed.
"You were in the water tribe," Zuko said. "I couldn't tell you--"
"You died. You were dead. I-I went to your funeral, I mourned you."
And he wants to be angry, he wants to hit him, to make him feel a fraction of the pain he felt, but he can't hurt him, not ever, and the only thing he can do is crumble at his feet because Zuko is alive.
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Whump Prompt #1287
Whumptober #19: Floral Bouquet
From a distance, it felt surreal to watch their loved ones lay the flowers at a grave. Their grave. It felt even worse to see them cry... to hold onto each other in their grief, and it was particularly difficult to see even the stoic character's façade crack at the realisation that the grave was real.
But as the whumpee looked on from the trees, their wounds painful beneath their heavy clothes, they couldn't help but cry for the death of their past life...
But as [character] had said: it was necessary for them to 'die'.
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caymansgifs · 4 months
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CHEERLEADING HOMICIDE SCENE in THANKSGIVING (2023)
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