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craycraybluejay · 6 months

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“#but they also specifically target trans men

#they dont say shit about cis men #but constantly say insane transphobic shit to trans men and mascs”

Wow. Yeah, i really wonder why. Amabs something being socialization to develop anti-afab & pro-amab bias...maybe..? Who knows

unfortunately might be the case with some of them, I've been thinking it but don't really want to make a big point of it. moreso its just repackaged misogyny + *some* misandry through a lens of transphobia not only treating us like both dumb annoying("hysteric") women and the mythical evil murderer rapist big scary man but also just flat out saying we're inferior to them. it's weird. it's like they went out of their way to be the terf logic boogeyman and now they're both feeding each other's ideologies. some weird fucked up amalgoram of "fuck trans people AND fuck cis people fuck women and men both." Like the hate is in such a weird pretzel you can't separate it from the idea that sexism is extremely pervasive, even moreso in so called "feminist" (radfem) circles, to any and all genders and sexes. Terfs and baeddels cover all ground in hating everyone on the basis of gender, sex, and the idea that your birth conditions dictate everything. Like cmon some people's EYE COLOUR changes after they grow up and ur telling me ur making new slurs in a lab for babies labeled something or other and then using it on grownass people.

but yeah noticing they dont go after cis men is like... huh. fascinating.

a transfem friend of mine tho told me they're just looking for easy targets to bully and i think she's right tbh. going after cis people and systemic transphobia just doesn't have the same immediate emotional satisfaction as trying to bully someone from a marginalized group into killing themselves or humiliating themselves by *agreeing* that they deserve to be treated like that. it is all abusive all the way down. this "community" originated on message boards like 4chan and if u know anything ab 4chan, people love being offensive on purpose there, there is heavy right wing rhetoric and people often harass each other or encourage members of their message board to harass someone. it is wildly toxic and a lot of trans women in a certain age range (related to when 4chan was most popular) have likely been sucked into the cesspit that is the nazis and incels of 4chan. sure, most probably didnt actually follow nazis or anything into rhetoric but the comment threads have always been full of unsavory people. symbiosis or whatever.

sure, most of the gals didnt fw the whole "aryan master race" shit and whatnot but the reactionary and violent nature of how these people talk on message boards unrelated to their ideology is still very much related. one must understand that hanging out with reactionaries will either turn you into one or make you seriously angry and depressed w their insane behaviour. and people who arent armed w the knowledge to know its wrong at the time get super easily radicalized down strange paths.

#anon response #all in all i think its more a transfems from 4chan thing than 'male socialization' or wtv #remember most bullies are people who hate themselves in some way #which with dysphoria in any direction is understandable to get to that place mentally #still unacceptable behaviour but thats my thesis on where the majority of it started #then as reactionaries do they sucked in more emotionally vulnerable peoplr who were going through tough shit #terfs do the same shit #as do regular ol nazis (comforting boys on the internet who feel rejected by women or society as a whole and promising them community)#hardcore christians? same thing. u go to church to vent ab how ur aunt died and suddenlt ur lovebombed and given a task #and when ur in pain or in grief being given something straightforward to do with yourself is very alluring #smaller cults do the same thing. isolated and wronged people are insanely easy to take advantage of like that #its another reason why we should extend our support through hurt even to people we dont like if we can spare the energy #good and bad people do not exist in a vacuum #bad creates bad out of regular people who are too emotional at the time to realize its happening #im not a deprogrammer i cannot unradicalize anyone but i can check on the people around me and make sure theyre ok

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pinkandlilacroses · 23 days

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Angel - Paige bueckers

part 3

• summary {when an unsuspecting girl falls for the basketball star}

• warnings {drug use, angst}

• comment if you would like to be added to the taglist

bella’s pov

“ok you can go now” she says, emotionless

“oh”

“i mean, no offence but i have a girl coming soon, so you cant be here” she says laying on her back, breaking our eye contact

i don’t respond and put my clothes back on. this is fucked

“have a nice night”

i haven’t cried this much in months, walking through the halls, ugly crying.

‘paige’ has been blocked by ‘bella’

“bella whats wrong” avery says, empathetically

“i hate her, i hate her so much” i cry, barley being able to choke the words out

i look at avery after my response and i have never seen her that angry, there could fully be steam coming from her ears.

“please dont talk to her, please dont hurt her, please avery, please” i cry out, begging the infuriated girl

“why not bella, she deserves it” she yells

my tears dont stop and i feel like they will never stop pouring.

“tell me what she did”

i begin the tell her the events of tonight and her anger only grows.

“that fucking bitch” is all she can say in response

“but i blocked her, and im literally never gonna speak to her again” i say, trying to make a positive point, to counteract this negative situation

“you are never gonna speak to her again”

“im gonna go off to bed”

i feel broken, i got used. i wanted my first time with a girl to be meaningful, i know i like girls and i wanted to prove to myself that having sex with girls wasn’t wrong, but i feel wrong, i feel gross. i cant believe i would let myself be that vulnerable with someone i barley know. ive never been the one to have one night stands and ive only ever had sex with someone ive been in a relationship with.

i take my valium, something i swore to never use again after getting addicted, but its the only thing that works.

“hey, how are you feeling” avery ask’s, genuinely. i’ve never seen her be this gentle before

“wheres my weed”

“bella no”

“shut up avery”

i walk to the kitchen and unlock one of the drawers, and i see the stash. thank god

i know i shouldn’t smoke as a coping mechanism, but its the only thing that works, every time something bad happens to me, i turn to smoking

after going through 3 joints, im barley able to talk or stand up. perfect

knock

ugh

knock

fuck off

knock

“who is it” i say, it barley even sounded like words

“its azzi, is avery here”

who the fuck is azzi

“avery theres a bitch here for you” i say taking another drag

“oh my god! hey azzi” avery says, excitedly, why the fuck is she acting like that

“why are you so fucking happy” i ask, knowing full well how rude i sound

“this is azzi, shes in my psychology class and we have gotten pretty close” avery says, grabbing azzi and sitting next to me on the couch

“yo dont sit on my shit” i say, mad

“your bella right?” azzi says, happily. i hate happy people

“yeah”

“yeah avery’s told me alot about you” she says

“cool” i reply, dryly

“azzis on the basketball team” avery says, my eyes widen

“of course she is” i say, sarcastically. i hate basketball

“yeah, have you been to any games” she questioned, attempting to continue this boring conversation

“nah, i dont watch basketball”

“oh well you should sometime, avery keeps saying how she wants to go to a game” azzi says, looking at avery who begins giggling. sus

“bella your probably friends with some people on the team” avery says

“you wanna hit” i offer to azzi

“nah, i dont smoke”

“boring” i say, bluntly

“do you guys mind if some of my friends come over” azzi says

“no, no, thats perfectly fine” avery says, looking at azzi. basically eye fucking her

“who” i ask

“ice, kk, aubrey, nika and ashlee” she lists

fuck my life. im to high to care

“yeah whatever” i say, lazily

“ok perfect, ill tell them to come” azzi says, excitedly

“are you sure” avery whispers to me, being nice. for once

“i dont give a fuck, its fine” i say taking a drag

im so high. god damn

10 minutes later all of azzis friends turn up, why are they all so tall. what the fuck

avery introduces herself to them and points them to our couch

“hey im kk, your bella right” kk asks

“yeah im bella”

“hey im ice”

“hey im nika”

“hey im ashlee”

“hey im aubrey”

to many people to remember

until

“oh paige came to, i hope you dont mind” azzi says to us, mostly avery

avery says nothing, myself included

“hi paige” avery says, extremely cold

“come sit guys” azzi says, breaking the silence. i wish i wasn’t so high cause i wanna go to my room

everyone sits on the couch, paige sitting the furthest away from me. funny. not funny. not laughing

conversation begins and everyone is involved. everyone but me, ugh i’m so uncomfortable

paige keeps looking at me, and yes i’m noticing because i’m looking at her to.

paige’s pov

fuck. why do i keep looking at her.

she blocked me last night so obviously shes mad about my actions last night, its just a hookup, nothing more.

its not that deep

“i’m going to bed” bella says, slurring and barely able to stand up. i didn’t know she smoked that much, i guess i don’t know anything about her. but i don’t care.

“paige are you ready to go” kk and ice say to me

“yeah, aubrey, nika, azzi, u ready to go”

“yeah lets go”

“actually im gonna stay” azzi says. sus

“buy guys” is said in unison

azzis pov

“ugh finally” avery says, while smashing her lips onto mine

A/N: im being active rn lolll. how do we like avery and azzi

#paige bueckers x reader #paige bueckers headcannons #paige bueckers smut #paige bueckers fic #paige bueckers #uconn #uconn women’s basketball #uconn huskies #uconn wbb #azzi fudd #nika muhl #kk arnold

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andreabandrea · 1 month

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i think all the time about how hard it is to be a kid even in the best case scenarios. like yeah as a kid you have very few responsibilities and youre innocent etc but i think the thing is that adults (at least in the USA) largely do not consider you to be a human.

i remember when i was a kid, my parents were nice to me and supportive and so on-- i didnt have a bad childhood. but there were times where my dad would just take things from me, or interrupt me on the computer/tv, not because i had exceeded screen time or anything but just because "im the dad and im more important so i can do what i want". i remember how powerless i felt when adults would shout at me, especially if it was over something i didnt understand and/or hadnt been taught.

i remember adults laughing in my face sometimes when i was crying or upset, and i think about this when i see those 'toddler/kid freakout' tiktok videos mocking a child's reaction, even if it is for something "stupid" like they dropped their candy or whatever.

even the most well-meaning adults will often write off your pain and negative emotions as 'overreactions', and this goes triple if youre neurodivergent. i had pneumonia as a child and my doctor thought i was just being dramatic.

your input on things is largely seen as worthless. if your parents want to travel the country in a van, but you want to go to school and have friends and have your own bedroom, they'll just pack you up and take you in that van because you're the child and you're their property. i think about this when i see those 'van life' families, and i think about this as i'm reading the Wavewalker book about the girl who was forced to live on her parents' boat with little to no schooling for 10 years.

if your parents spank you and hit you, largely thats seen as their "choice" as parents, no matter how many studies tell them it traumatizes children. and youre dependent on the adults around you and if those adults suck, or if youre in a bad situation, you have very little to no ability to change that and you just have to endure.

and thats what drives me insane about desantis is that we see more and more rhetoric like "the rights of parents" and "protecting children" but these kids are being told that they do not have rights. its as if people truly believe parents deserve to know everything, even if the child doesnt feel safe telling them. people think parents deserve to control their kids' every choice and every move. but when it comes to protecting kids from gun violence and protecting gay/trans kids and especially kids of color, republicans could not give less of a shit. hell, even the grand majority of democrats barely care.

yes, i get it. parenting is unimaginably hard. the nuclear family is unsustainable especially in today's double-income-not-even-making-rent economy. the world is fucked up. sometimes kids are shitty and it might hurt you as an adult. but kids are not evil, and kids are not adults who are acting with fully developed brains and social skills and empathy and so on and its important to keep that in mind.

on the chance that anyone wants to reply with "well i hate kids :/" look. you dont have to be a parent. but at least be kind to children in your life. let the kid in the park ramble to you about skibidi toilet or fucking whatever. you do owe people kindness, especially children

#bandrea blabbers

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damnfandomproblems · 14 days

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4867

I cant deny there are men who are genuinely like that, but we really gotta stop shaming men for being attracted to women, or wanting female characters in games to be attractive.

You guys dont say shit about attractive men in games or womens "unrealistic" expectations of their size down there. No one has any problem sexualizing men.

Also idk how old this submission is but right now with the stuff going on about stellarblade, a take like this is just rancid.

So i dont have to reply later ..For the people that dont know, a game called stellarblade got a alot of backlash for the female protag looking "unrealistic" and yet the characters body is modeled after a real person. Game journalists are getting mad at fans being mad at the censorship in stellarblade(a game that advertised as being uncensored) and calling them p"orn addicts" and "gooners" who are just mad because of "a little less boob and hipbone". When actually fans while being upset about the censorship are just more mad at the fact they were lied to.

Same game journalists praised bg3 for its nudity. Bg3. The game with cock and ball physics. Yeah.

Regardless of the reasons people need to stop being mad at attractive characters and demonizing only the men that find them attractive. So what? Like so what really if they wank to them? So what if a character is attractive or """appeals to the male gaze"""? Im an ace women and i play fucking huniepop for FUN. When a game has boob physics ill admire it for a bit and go on with playing the game like it has zero effect on my enjoyment of the game.

Its honestly kinda pathetic to hate on something just because men also like it. What they do in the privacy of their home with the game or media they bought is really none of your business

Posting as a response to a previous problem.

#fandom problem 4867 #response to previous problem #mod sf

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girasollake · 2 years

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it must’ve slipped out | pt.2

pairing: ???steve harrington x fem!reader???

summary: follow up to the first part which you can read here

warnings: curse words, mentions of sex/insecurities/feeling like shit, kinda toxic relationship idk? mentions of damage to the body(?) idk what else to put there

type: angst

a/n: it is finally here after so many of you guys requested it! i won’t be doing a next part, this is the last one, but if you guys want to request something then do it!, i have 2 requests rn on my list and 3 works of my own that i want to write:) i hope you guys will enjoy this part and if you dont then well, im sorry<\3 hope yall are having a nice day/night! 🧡 oh and, the last sentence is purely for your own interpretation

word count: about 2k

part 1

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The whole group was walking towards the Wheeler’s house in hopes to get a hold of the guns which Nancy mentioned she had had in her room. Robin, Nancy and Steve were in the front, (Y/n) and Eddie slowly following them in the back.

“You seem off today.” Whispered Eddie leaning his head towards the girl.

“Huh? Oh. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because we’re in a different, much scarier dimension.” She smiled at him.

“Oh yeah, right. I forgot about that for a second.”

“Really? I can’t focus on anything besides this dust, or whatever it is. I keep inhaling it, nasty shit.” She coughed.

“Is everything okay between you and Harrington?” he asked quietly. “Sorry if that’s too straightforward.”

“Sure, why wouldn’t it be?” her gaze finding Steve. “We’re fine.”

“Yeah, I’m not buying that.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s the way you look at him. I have to admit you don’t even try to hide it very well.”

“I look at him… normally.” She sighed. “It’s just… never mind.”

“Did he do something stupid?”

“Yeah, you could say that…” she replied hesitantly.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Um, I don’t think this is the time and place for that.” She replied quietly lowering her head at the same time. “He just… his actions make me feel insecure about myself”

“What? Well I don’t know the whole story and shit but I think you’re gorgeous if that means something to you. Don’t base your confidence on what other people think.” The girl chuckled quietly at his response. “And screw him if he makes you feel like that.”

“Thank you Eddie, that cheered me up a bit.”

“Always at your service.” He winked at her and smiled widely.

Suddenly something interrupted their conversation, the ground started shaking uncontrollably.

“I HATE EARTHQUAKES” (Y/n) heard Robin yell.

Everyone grabbed onto something except for (Y/n) who fell on the ground scraping her arms and knees, one wound would for sure turn into a scar later on. When all of it stopped she felt someone pulling her up.

“Shit, are you okay?” She locked eyes with Steve, his arm holding her waist.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” She replied.

In a moment others were quickly at her side.

“Can you walk?” (Y/n) heard Robin say.

“Yeah, I think so. I just have some scratches, that’s all.” She said smiling at her, Robin reciprocating the gesture. “We better get going before those nasty monsters find us again or even worse.”

“Yeah, I’m not taking part in another earthquake.” Robin mumbled and offered (Y/n) her arm to walk together.

After they got out of the forest Nancy saw her house in the distance. Luckily, they didn’t have to walk for much longer. When they reached her house she slowly unlocked the door and rushed upstairs, Robin and Eddie following her. (Y/n) was left with Steve, she really hoped to get out of this world as quick as possible, all of this negative energy was taking a toll on her.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Steve asked her approaching slowly.

No. I’m not.

“Yes, why wouldn’t I be?” she lifted the corner of her mouth.

“No reason.” He smiled. “Just worried about you”

Then (Y/n) heard something coming from the living room. She went past Steve to enter the room. Was that a voice?

“Dustin?” she whispered. “Steve come here!”

“What is it?”

“Just listen.” Both of them started slowly making circles around the room. “Do you hear it?”

“Is that Henderson? Holy shit. DUSTIN!” Their screams started filling up the house, the rest of their friends quickly running downstairs.

After they found a way to communicate with Dustin they decided to meet him and the others at the gate in Eddie’s trailer. Everyone got a bike from Nancy’s house, fortunately she had like six of them, maybe more. When they arrived at their destination they started getting out of this shit-hole. (Y/n) decided she wants to go first, Robin was quickly at her side to catch her if she slipped or something. She didn’t want any help but Steve insisted and pushed her upwards which made her feel even more insecure than before. It was just a nice gesture right? Wrong. For her it meant that he didn’t believe she could climb that rope on her own. She thought that if it was Nancy or Robin who went first he wouldn’t push up neither of them, because in his eyes they were capable of doing it on their own. When she fell onto the stained mattress she quickly got up to hide behind Max. She wondered why she had decided to go first. Tears started forming in her eyes because she felt like a failure. All of this was just too much for her. When everyone got out of the Upside Down they hid Eddie somewhere and all went over to their homes. However before (Y/n) left Robin quickly caught up to her.

“Hey um, I was wondering if maybe you’d like to have a girls night after all of this is over? I just thought both of us will need it.”

“Sure, I’d love that.” She smiled. ”Is um.. Nancy coming too?”

“I know how things are between you so um… she won’t be coming.”

“Thank you Robin. I’ll see you later!” She quickly hugged her and turned around to find Steve who insisted to go with her to her house.

He knew that her dad was out of town and her mom had a night shift that day, he had hoped to spend some time with her, alone. She didn’t want him to go inside, but she gave up, as always. (Y/n) had to admit she needed his attention but sadly her mind was still occupied with the thoughts that he was imagining she was Nancy.

“Thank you for helping Nance back there.” He smiled at her when they entered the kitchen.

Of course, Nance again.

She just smiled at him and went on to make some tea for both of them.

“Is everything okay?”

“God, can you stop asking me that!?” she raised her voice which surprised the boy. “I am so fucking tired of this question. Of the constant feeling like a fucking burden Steve. When you ask that I feel as if I’m just in your way and that’s making me feel so miserable.”

“Baby, you know it’s not like that. I just worry about you a lot and I’m so sorry you feel that way.” He came closer to her and embraced her. Her body stiff against his. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”

She snorted and then broke out of the hug to look him in the eyes.

“How about you start with saying my name instead of Nancy’s when we are having sex?” Her tone was cold, eyes staring into his with pain and anger.

“What are you talking about?” He chuckled in hopes to diffuse the tension between them.

“Was what I said not clear for you?” She then completely left his side to continue making her tea.

“Yeah it was clear, I just don’t understand where it came from?”

Pure confusion was written on Steve’s face. (Y/n) placed the kettle on the stove and turned it on. Then she turned around to face him, her hands gripping the kitchen countertop. She inhaled deeply to calm herself down, she was never the one to throw tantrums or fight with people.

“You said her name.” A small tear started to fall down her cheek which she quickly wiped away. “When we had sex, that night when your parents weren’t home.”

He just stared at her in disbelief.

“No, I couldn’t have said that.”

“Why do you think I left that night?” She paused for a second. “Oh and if you really think that my mom needed help with something, think twice.”

“Okay well if I really said it then I’m sorry. I don’t even know why I would do it.”

“Sorry won’t make this right Steve!” She raised her voice, she couldn’t keep her anger inside anymore, no matter how hard she tried. “I feel like I take up a second place in your life, that Nancy is still the person you hold closest to your heart. You said her name because you’re still not over her.”

“You know it’s not true.” He snorted.

“Well what if it is?” Her hand which was rested on her forehead started slowly sliding down her face. “I think that if we want to continue this…” Her pointed finger going back and forth between them. “…relationship or whatever you call it, you need to get over her. And for now I cannot see you doing that. Today you were so worried about her and I get it! Yeah she got hurt, but why didn’t you help her get on that stupid rope? You helped me because you think I’m not capable of that stuff and you feel sorry for me! I bet you are with me only because you feel pity for me!”

“Okay now you are just making shit up! You know it was never like that! I do NOT feel sorry for you! Why would you even think that? I love you!” He yelled.

“Love me? You love me and moan Nancy’s name, huh? You love me but you always look at her, you love me but you always go to her when she needs you, you love me and yet I constantly feel like you don’t.”

They both stood there in silence, warm tears now falling freely down (Y/n)’s face.

“I think we need a break.” She managed to say quietly.

“What? What the fuck?”

“You need to rethink what I mean to you, what Nancy means to you. I can’t be with you when you always make me feel like I’m the other woman.” She looked into his eyes and continued. “When you figure out your feelings, we’ll talk. We might even get back together. But right now you need space and I do too.”

Steve was angry and she could feel it, but he wasn’t the type to be mad at her, especially now when it was certain she was the victim in this situation. He started thinking about the last month and all the situations with Nance. Maybe (Y/n) was right? Maybe he really needed time to think all of this through?

“Okay.” He whispered. “I…I’m sorry. I’m sorry for being an idiot. And making you feel that way.”

“It’s okay.” She smiled and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. “Let me walk you out.”

He obeyed and followed the girl outside. She gave him a quick hug and went back inside without looking back. He stood there for some time just watching her house and thinking how did he screw this up so bad. In the meantime (Y/n) went to the kitchen in hopes to finally drink her tea and get her mind off of Steve. She thought that maybe they just aren’t made for each other. She also thought that no one will like her, she was surprised when she found out he had liked her in the first place and now it’s all gone.

Little did she know, she had already caught someone else’s eye.

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