Bricks are about to start getting thrown. I’m tired and my ability to deal with stupid assholes is nearing its end.

Trans women are women.

Trans men are men.

Non-binary people are non-binary people.

It’s really not that goddamn difficult to sit down, shut the fuck up, and accept peoples gender are what they fucking say it is. It’s not a choice. It’s not a decision. It just is what it fucking is. Its. That. Simple.

No one should feel like they need to “pass” unless they fuckin want to.

If you see a man in a skirt, mind ya business.

You see a woman with a beard, mind ya fucking business.

No one owes anyone gender conformity.

IT’S THAT SIMPLE.

Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk.

I find it funny that Chilchuck gets hited by rocks one extra time on anime than in manga

They really said: "yea, one more time wouldn't hurt"

Am I the asshole for setting traps for a family friend's pet?

I'm an inventor/electronic engineer by trade, and my inventions are very expensive and usually somewhat fragile, but a friend of my daughter's has a pet that keeps getting into my apartment and damaging them (knocking them over, knocking stuff onto them, pushing buttons to cause malfunctions, etc.) It's really hurting my livelihood.

So, I decided to set traps for it. Just non-lethal stuff — no poison or anything like that, mostly just various boxes and cages to keep it away from my inventions. But my daughter doesn't seem to approve.

AITA?

(Context: I'm 47M. Pet is platypus, 6)

What are these acronyms?

I've become an increasingly big fan of the "if it sucks hit da bricks" school of online stress management whereby I avoid needless unpleasantness by simply not engaging with the multitudinous parts of the internet that deal me psychic damage, and it always throws me for a loop when I encounter people who are doing the exact opposite of that, like clearly putting in the work to find things that don't click with them or make them upset and then just being absolutely rancid about them. on a related note, terfs keep semiregularly manifesting out of the aether to be shitty in the notes of my personal musings on my niche personal experiences with gender, almost like "aggressively prosletizing their shitty second-grade-bioessentialist opinions about other people's highly personal situations which are in no way shape or form any of their business" is literally the only thing terfs do with their day

Wait.... Guys...

GUYS????

more valentino PLEASE 🙏

How does the saying go, "i want this man in ways that are concerning to feminism"?

I was thinking of how Angel used to live in V Tower and, how fucked up would it be for him to receive a good morning text from Val to head up to his room, and AD is thinking it's a booty call, but it's ACTUALLY Valentino being a manipulative piece of shit

Angel comes into the room and Valentino is already half or fully naked but like, he's not hard or anything and Angel is confused? The moth is just, chilling naked smoking with this satisfied look on his face? And Valentino just, gives him some menial command to run him a favor, and he pauses mid-sentence to turn and call out YOUR name before regarding his Fizz Bot, "Kitty, why don't you make my baby a drink?" and you're just like, slinking out from under the covers, ashamed that Angel now knows you slept with the Overlord, let alone someone you know uh, treats him pretty fucking poorly (although I imagine not like, the entire entire brutal extent of it, also, Angel Dust using Reader as a shield against Val because they're both calmer when you're around)

Could you imagine some scenario, platonic romantic it doesn't matter, where like. Angel is talking to Valentino and he sees you in the corner of his eye and he just stops mid sentence, does a double take, looks at you half naked in his boss' bed, and Val forces him to focus and carry on the conversation while he's crying. Angel is just all but sprinting out of the room by the time he's dismissed and Valentino may even play fucking mind games to make him like, MARINATE in how horrible this makes him feel. Valentino is dragging out the conversation and putting on his nail caps or doing his skincare routine at his vanity and making Angel sit there and wait as he's deliberate dragging on his sentences and constantly pausing but if Angel moves to leave Val snaps IMMEDIATELY. So Angel is just. Forced to stand there.

VALENTINO TALKING TO Y O U, MAKING YOU ACKNOWLEDGE ANGEL AND THE REVERSE. Valentino being manipulative and awful and shitty and doing shit like "so Angel baby, I was gonna take a trip to the spa tomorrow, mhm, and also hey you're coming too *looks at you* so Angel what do you think we should get my other amorcito over here done?" the evil bastard is making you two talk to each other, about each other, when you're both like, IN TEARS

Angel, trying to hold on to the last shreds of his sanity: s so... h have you... ever had a facial before

Valentino pausing from doing his mascara with the biggest shit eating grin on his face: oh yeah, someone just had a really, really BIG one

Reader, happily getting drunk off the drink Kitty brought you because it helps take away the pain of this entire interaction: a. .. a massage or something might be nice

Valentino, doing his contour: but baaaabe, I thought you told me you were shy about who puts their hands on your body. Are you trying to make me jealous?

Angel, desperately trying to ignore Val blowing you a kiss and you clearly having bites and hickies alllllllll over you like there wasn't a single inch of you the moth didn't put his hands mouth or otherwise on: uh huh! Cool! So! Guess we can! Decide later right! :)

Valentino, doing his nails: wrong 💅 I also need you to

And the mf is just doing that shit for like 20 minutes straight which doesn't SOUND like a lot but when you're standing there just talking and waiting and, especially having a moment like THIS, it's just DRAGGING ON, and when Angel finally leaves, you're crying, and here's Valentino, "awwww, pobrecita, come here, what's wrong?" and hugging you and you need the comfort and you're drunk and, now maybe you're just a little scared he's the only person you have left....

Also. Bonus round for the angst. Can you imagine. Angel runs off and it's you sleeping with Valentino that finally hurts him so much he's finally RUNNING running away, meeting Charlie, having another place to live. He's still working under contract but the second his shift ends he's out of the studio without another word because... he can't protect you anymore. He feels like this is his fault. He failed Molly and now he failed you and he's worthless and trash and an addict loser-- meanwhile you're beating yourself up because you've lost your only friend down here and also your biggest supporter and Valentino all but lovebombs you (and the worst part is, it's genuine and if you reject ANYTHING, he's getting Offended Bigly)

Ugh. Ok. I'm sorry. Finally finishing the post with one more thing. Valentino is definitely the type to give you expensive gifts and he doesn't actually care about the amount of money he spends on you BUT, will use the fact he's spent so much money on you to manipulate you IN A HEARTBEAT

And also. You're not allowed to reject gifts because it sets him off in like 5 different ways. "Oh so my gifts aren't good enough for you?" "Do you have any idea how much I spent on this?" "I TOOK THE TIME to get this for YOU" God forbid if it's something custom. Could you imagine he offers you something and he doesn't immediately tell you it's custom, like he's got sketches in a notebook somewhere, this is MADE WITH LOVE ableit his creepy obsessive love, and you could literally have a very polite "oh my gosh I couldn't that's so expensive I, I don't deserve it, wow" where you're obviously very happy but just shocked and feeling guilty, like a FLATTERING rejection that is obviously an insult to YOU, NOT him, and he's just. The switch fucking flips. His head tilts. He lets out a hum as his smile pulls way too tight. Lashes out within seconds. Grabs you. takes that jewelry or watch or expensive thing he bought you and literally forces it onto your body, and he's not screaming or raising his voice, he's getting right up in your face and growling out the deeeeeetails of how he got this for you until you're crying and apologizing for your ingratitude

Ugh he's so cunty and mean and awful UGH WHY WOULD I LET HIM HIT, he would use that heart shaped belt he has to put heart shaped welts on your ass and then set your cute bruised heart covered butt as his phone wallpaper and your icon in his contacts and save your name as Ropebunny or something rhfkcsbfkhdxkfh

Durgetash giving each other handjobs while Durge's hand is still bloody from a sacrificial murder in his father's name, and Gortash's is still painted black from the sermon he had just finished giving. Durgetash being blasphemous together bc they just can't help it

tumblr also gets the clean and siffrin-less versions as a treat, a little snack

this is my entry to the fan works contest currently being held for in stars and time !!! putting it here on tumblr as well :3

very quick doodl before i pass out

a toast to your coffin

Since I posted some of my old fanart yesterday... if you're not familiar with Slayers, and thus have never heard its amazing music, do check it out. It's largely by the same songwriter, Masami Okui, that did Utena's iconic opening (Rinbu Revolution) and ofc (TRUTH) and sung by a duo of her and Hayashibara Megumi (you know, the GOAT)

The entire OST pretty much slaps. there's only a couple of bad image songs in an absolute expanse of pure gold. GIVE A REASON, the opening to the second season, tends to be the reigning favorite. (I've a hard time pinning down my absolute favorite... of the original openings, it might be Breeze, but all three are so good. Of the entire catalog? Impossible to choose. Midnight Blue, Raging Waves, Within my Unlimited Desires, Gloria, Get Along... Impossible Choice)

Currently thinking about Raphael’s potential to love. Considering how self-obsessed and conceited he is, it seems very clear that he loves himself a lot, or that it at least seems that way, and whilst Haarlep tells you that Raphael only wants to sleep with himself and when you cast Speak With Dead on them that “Raphael loves only Raphael”, I’ve mentioned before that it’s possible that one of the reasons Raphael seems so narcissistic is due to his species and backstory, with Cambions being completely disregarded and thought of as a lesser species in the Hells and often killed when they’re young due to other fiends bullying them, and with him being Mephistopheles’s son he’d have to live up to such great expectations whilst his father keeps him at arm’s length and is untrusting of him (such as “gifting” him Haarlep to keep him under control), he probably feels very unloved and inadequate and he’s trying to fill that emptiness, but I think that if he realises that someone else actually loves him unconditionally then he’d be a lot more open and loving in return because for once he would be able to let someone else love himself instead, and in turn he’d be able to love them back since he’s not focusing on himself.

I have still not moved on from this. Therapy happened for Andrew, the interviewer, and me.

I'm still processing all of *gestures broadly in the general direction of the video* THAT

Begging square enix to make another twewy game. It doesn't have be be a sequel. It can just be Minamimoto, Coco, and Nekus' Amazing Adventure of Friendship (And Incredible Violence!)

might be swinging a bat at a hornets’ nest here but how are some people out here getting real life angry at fictional characters and then sticking around to hate on them. it takes like 2 mildly upsetting writing decisions max to make me abandon media entirely where are you guys getting the tenacity

man. watched nimona today and none of you freaks prepared me for how heartbreaking that movie was gonna be to watch as someone who was a suicidal queer kid.

trying to embrace the role of being someone monstrous only to end up being hurt by the very armour you wear, all the little ways people close to you hurt you and how it builds up over time no matter how good things are other times, not wanting to sacrifice any part of your identity no matter how its hated, y'know?? seeing no way out of the constant cycle of betrayal and hurt by 'allies' but finally giving them what they want. becoming so clouded by grief and agony and loneliness that you aren't yourself (but beneath it all you still are (you can still hear a voice in the shadows roars of pain)).

brother how am i supposed to emotionally recover from this one. that reveal is going to be on my mind forever this movies gonna stick with me.