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   Hey, Arc here, and I've got an exciting announcement.

This has been an especially busy few months for the Sexual Offenderman's fanart group "The-Smexy-Slender's" admins. With things such as schoolwork, family, and such; it has lead us to neglect the group and Sexual Offenderman fandom as a whole far more then we would have liked.

Therefore, we have decided that it is time to add some fresh faces to the team to help pick up the slack and keep things more active around here for everybody.

So, for now, I'm looking to hire 2 fans to take on admin duties.

Now as for what those duties are?
Well, the first is rather obvious, in that you would help out around the deviantart group. Doing things such as: organizing folders, looking for Offenderman works to include, and helping resolve any conflicts that come up.
It doesn't matter if you already have experience managing a group or not, as they are easy skills to pick up and the existing admins will happily teach you how everything works on the deviantart group.

But the second duty is slightly less clear cut.
You see, as an admin, you would work directly with me, Arc, on new Sexual Offenderman content, especially the larger artistic projects  requiring a team working on it to accomplish, and this means you'll need some useful skill(s) to add to the team and help out on projects. Although these skills can be basically anything, it doesn't have to be something like drawing or writing or whatever. If me and the current admins think you'd be helpful, then you've got a good chance of making the position.

But if you're in it just for getting power or bragging rights without any work on your part, don't bother, It's not that kind of a position.
This may just be a fanart group on the internet, but don't let that fool you, the admin job requires plenty of effort and responsibility, and if you aren't working out with the existing admins, we aren't afraid to remove your admin status.

So if you're interested in an admin position, let me know at this link on the comments of the groups official journal. Looking for 2 new admins!Hey, Arc here, otherwise known as the creator of Sexual Offenderman; for any newcomers to the fandom. And I've got an exciting announcement.
This has been an especially busy few months for The-Smexy-Slender's admins. With things such as schoolwork, family, and such; it has lead us to neglect the group and Sexual Offenderman fandom as a whole far more then we would have liked.
Therefore, we have decided that it is time to add some fresh faces to the team to help pick up the slack and keep things more active around here for everybody.
So, for now, I'm looking to hire 2 fans to take on admin duties.
Now as for what those duties are?
Well, the first is rather obvious, in that you would help out around the group. Doing things such as: organizing folders, looking for Offenderman works to include, and helping resolve any conflicts that come up.
It doesn't matter if you already have experience managing a group or not, as they are easy skills to pick up and the existing admins will happily teac

Or you can drop a comment here if you'd prefer.
And even if you're unsure of yourself at the moment, I'd recommend taking the chance anyway. Being shy or having social anxiety doesn't bar you from the position, and I'm going to be talking with the potential applicants to figure out if they're right for the job regardless, so if you have any reservations about the position, we can go over that before you decide for sure if you'd like to be an admin so long as you leave a message in the comments for me.

So comment down below and let's see if we can find some new admins!


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   Hey, Arc here, and I've got an exciting announcement.

This has been an especially busy few months for the Sexual Offenderman's fanart group "The-Smexy-Slender's" admins. With things such as schoolwork, family, and such; it has lead us to neglect the group and Sexual Offenderman fandom as a whole far more then we would have liked.

Therefore, we have decided that it is time to add some fresh faces to the team to help pick up the slack and keep things more active around here for everybody.

So, for now, I'm looking to hire 2 fans to take on admin duties.

Now as for what those duties are?
Well, the first is rather obvious, in that you would help out around the deviantart group. Doing things such as: organizing folders, looking for Offenderman works to include, and helping resolve any conflicts that come up.
It doesn't matter if you already have experience managing a group or not, as they are easy skills to pick up and the existing admins will happily teach you how everything works on the deviantart group.

But the second duty is slightly less clear cut.
You see, as an admin, you would work directly with me, Arc, on new Sexual Offenderman content, especially the larger artistic projects  requiring a team working on it to accomplish, and this means you'll need some useful skill(s) to add to the team and help out on projects. Although these skills can be basically anything, it doesn't have to be something like drawing or writing or whatever. If me and the current admins think you'd be helpful, then you've got a good chance of making the position.

But if you're in it just for getting power or bragging rights without any work on your part, don't bother, It's not that kind of a position.
This may just be a fanart group on the internet, but don't let that fool you, the admin job requires plenty of effort and responsibility, and if you aren't working out with the existing admins, we aren't afraid to remove your admin status.

So if you're interested in an admin position, let me know at this link on the comments of the groups official journal. Looking for 2 new admins!Hey, Arc here, otherwise known as the creator of Sexual Offenderman; for any newcomers to the fandom. And I've got an exciting announcement.
This has been an especially busy few months for The-Smexy-Slender's admins. With things such as schoolwork, family, and such; it has lead us to neglect the group and Sexual Offenderman fandom as a whole far more then we would have liked.
Therefore, we have decided that it is time to add some fresh faces to the team to help pick up the slack and keep things more active around here for everybody.
So, for now, I'm looking to hire 2 fans to take on admin duties.
Now as for what those duties are?
Well, the first is rather obvious, in that you would help out around the group. Doing things such as: organizing folders, looking for Offenderman works to include, and helping resolve any conflicts that come up.
It doesn't matter if you already have experience managing a group or not, as they are easy skills to pick up and the existing admins will happily teac

Or you can drop a comment here if you'd prefer.
And even if you're unsure of yourself at the moment, I'd recommend taking the chance anyway. Being shy or having social anxiety doesn't bar you from the position, and I'm going to be talking with the potential applicants to figure out if they're right for the job regardless, so if you have any reservations about the position, we can go over that before you decide for sure if you'd like to be an admin so long as you leave a message in the comments for me.

So comment down below and let's see if we can find some new admins!
911 hey i hate to be “that guy” but i glued myself to the ceiling again

Sometimes the best goal you can set is just to get out of bed every day. If you can succeed at this, then other things become possible.

How do I tell my mom I’m never going to get married because I talk during movies and no one will accept me

You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.

Who wants to [insert sexual activity] and [insert non-sexual activity]
--- jack off and eat bees

*accidentally does something well* ah shit i’ve given them standards now

is sundays being weird like a universal thing….a whole day of the week dedicated to dreamlike existential anxiety and painful nostalgia, whats not to love

if you ever feel bad about spending money on video games, just remember that other people spend hundreds of dollars to leave their houses and watch sportsball

i hope everybody is doing their best even tho we’re all doomed

Your spouse is technically your ex boyfriend/girlfriend. They just got promoted, not fired.

How to Draw Burgerpants
Step 1: Disregard any knowledge of anatomy
Step 2: Channel your deepest hatred and despair at your current situation into a physical form
Step 3: Add cat ears

Do you ever hear a song by a band you’ve never heard before and you’re like oh my god, I must listen to more of their music! And then you do and it’s like, oh, apparently that one song I heard was their only good song…

---Slowly but surely you are descending into the trashzone
I’ve always been there.
I think you guys are just slowly realizing it.

why unfriended is unrealistic: the skype names are their full mames and not fake ones like “4,000 spiders”

Less characters being portrayed as being violent because they are neuroatypical
More characters being portrayed as being violent cause they have entire social institutions backing them up / supporting them

this is so important. so many times i’ve had to argue in sociology classes that violence is produced by systems of power and not necessarily by an individual’s nature. c'mon.

The mind of a writer can be a truly terrifying thing. Isolated, neurotic, caffeine addled, crippled by procrastination, consumed by feelings of panic, self-loathing and soul-crushing inadequacy… and that’s on a good day.

I’m not where I need to be, but thank god I’m not where I used to be.

no offense but fuck adults who are like ‘you kids never just go outside and play anymore’ where the hell in my schedule of going to school for 7 hours, coming home and doing 3ish hours of homework, going to extracurriculars, and finding time to sleep do i have time to go outside and fucking frolick in the streets

like i’ve never seen a misogynist go “i hate women so much i wish they’d leave me alone and i wouldn’t have to see them again” like it’s always a matter of seeking violent gratification from women

If, according to Kanye West, one good girl is worth a thousand bitches, and if, according to Lil Wayne, bitches come a dime a dozen, it means that one good girl is worth $8.33 USD (2015).

Asking for someone’s name is weird… Basically: “What noise should I make to get your attention?”

   Me:[doesn't realize or recognize the severity of the situation I'm in]
   Everyone:wow u are so chill about everything
   Me, definitely dissociating:lol yeah I just roll with the punches I guess

Don’t turn on someone who thought you were her friend, just because she didn’t go along with your secret plans change the friendship into something else. Sure it sucks to be rejected as a potential date. But if you pretend to be someone’s friend, only to get angry and drop her the moment she won’t date you, you’re rejecting her as an entire person.
Your friends want you in their lives. That’s why they’re your friends. You’re the one putting limitations on that. You’re the one deciding that if you can’t date/fuck a woman, she’s not even worth knowing as a person. Nobody put you in “the friend zone”. You’re just a shitty friend.

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life.
Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

Stop acting like Americans have no access to emergency healthcare unless we socialize medicine.

november is like the Thursday of the year

   Before Undertale:Skeletons are pretty cool I guess.

   I’ve always found it odd that men like sex but not unapologetically sexual women.
   And oftentimes they prefer to find a woman who isn’t into casual sex and coerce/ manipulate her into it by pretending to be emotionally invested than finding a woman who wants casual sex from the go. Because that woman is a “ho.”
   Women’s lack of consent is highly sexualized. The concept of “corrupting” or ruining a prudish, virginal, or inexperienced woman is a sought after achievement. There exists massive amounts of porn built around this genre.


Greek myths are fucking great because their gods are so human. They argue, they fuck up at things, they make fun of each other, they piss each other off, it’s great, there’s so much human interaction and then Christianity comes in like that guy and is all like “oh my god is infallible and knows everything and immortal and everywhere at once and you can’t see it but its totally there and stronger than everything” shut the fuck up Christianity go take a writing class

-- did you just call the Christian god a Mary Sue?

Hi my name is Jesus Christ of Nazareth and I have long mahogany brown hair  with blonde streaks and white tips that reaches my mid-back and firy brown eyes like god’s judgment and a lot of people tell me I look like Job (AN: if u don’t know who he is then god be with you!). I’m not related to Lot but I wish I was because he’s a paragon of saintly virtue. I’m a demigod but my body is mortal. I have dark brown skin. I’m also a miracle worker, and I work miracles in the Euphrates region. I’m a Jew (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly hot weather clothing. I love Forever21 and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black yarmulka with matching lace around it and a black leather tallit , pink robes  and black sandals. I was wearing the makeup of my father’s love for his people. I was walking outside Judea. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Romans stared at me. I wished them a long and prosperous life.
   Me:Ugh, there's nothing to eat...
   Me:I'm so bored...
   Me:So, I have this problem...
   Me:*turns into a reclusive little shit that does nothing*
   Parents:Honey, what's wrong? Why won't you talk to us? You'd let us know if something was wrong, right? We're here to help you.
***Do you think classism is a real thing in the way racism and sexism are? I think classism is why some white people get so upset when they are told they have white privilege. They experience oppression in the form of classism and, therefore, think they have *no* privilege.***

Yeah, classism is definitely a real thing, although a different thing, and I think it interacts with other -isms in kind of a unique way.

Basically - every other kind of oppression makes you more likely to be poor, and more therefore to be a target of classism. So while classism is a real form of oppression, it’s disproportionately visited on those who face other forms of oppression.

And then your discrimination for the first thing - homophobia or ableism, transphobia, etc. - is both legitimized and intensified by classism, which further limits your access to resources… it’s very much a spiral effect.

A lot of people don’t understand that we can be privileged on some axes and oppressed on others. White people in a white privilege bubble can very easily dismiss forms of oppression we don’t personally experience, and sometimes due to one form of oppression we think of ourselves as essentially powerless.

We frame our narratives in ways that ignore the types of oppression we don’t experience, because we have the luxury of pretending they don’t exist. I think a huge part of unlearning oppressive behaviours is just resisting the impulse to pretend oppression we don’t experience is irrelevant.
men: *decided women weren’t allowed attend schools, study sciences, or have access to higher education*
men: well if women are so smart then how come there aren’t many contributions from women in history huh
men: *takes credit for women’s accomplishments*
men: why don’t women contribute anything?
men: *consider work traditionally done by women “easy” and really just irrelevant and consider their innovations in that work both inevitable and effortless*

men: well if women are so smart then how come there aren’t many contributions from women in history huh
As a sociologist, I think it is best to turn to the evidence: Do Asians face discrimination? The labor market is one of the best places to take this question because this is where many people believe Asians have reached parity with white Americans.

Asian Americans have among the highest earnings in the United States. In 2013, Asians’ median weekly earnings were $973, as compared to $799 for whites, $634 for blacks, and $572 for Latinos. It seems as if Asians do not experience discrimination. However, these aggregate numbers hide many disparities.

First of all, Asian men earned, on average, 40 percent more than Asian women. The gender gap between Asian men and women is the highest of any racial group. Secondly, these numbers hide the diversity within the Asian community: the 2000 U.S. Census reports Hmong women had an average weekly earnings of just $389 per week – putting them far below average. Whereas Chinese and Indian men earn more on average than white men, the opposite is true for Laotian, Vietnamese, Cambodian, and Hmong men. In sum, some Asians earn more than whites, yet this is the case for only some nationalities – those that have, on average, higher levels of education.

Chinese and Indian Americans have higher educational attainment than their white male counterparts. This helps explain some of the earnings disparities.

Studies that take into account educational achievements find that Asian men earn less than their white male counterparts. Sociologists ChangHwan Kim and Arthur Sakamoto found that if you compare white men to Asian men with similar characteristics, the white men often earn more. In other words, if an Asian American man and a white man both live in New York, both went to selective universities, and both studied engineering, we could expect that the Asian American man would earn, on average, 8 percent less than the white man.

The fact that Asian Americans do not earn as much as white men with the same qualifications points to the fact that Asian Americans face labor market discrimination. In other words, there is a real monetary cost to being Asian American. Over the course of one’s career, this disparity can amount to significant amounts of money.

Labor market discrimination against Asians is not unique to the United States. A study conducted in Australia also uncovered labor market discrimination against Asians. Alison Booth and her colleagues conducted an audit study where they sent 4,000 fictitious job applications out for entry-level jobs, where they varied only the last name of the applicant – thereby signaling ethnicity.

The results were that the average callback rate for Anglo-Saxons was 35 percent. Applications with an Italian-sounding name received responses 32 percent of the time – with only a small statistically significant difference. The differences were starker for the other groups: indigenous applicants obtained an interview 26 percent of the time, Chinese applicants 21 percent of the time, and Middle Easterners 22 percent of the time. According to these findings, Anglo-Saxons would have to submit three job applications to have a decent shot at getting a callback whereas Chinese applicants can expect to submit five.

Please don’t send me asks about how to argue with antifeminists.

You might notice that I don’t engage much with antifeminists on this blog. Debates, no matter how well-sourced or well-argued, will never change their minds. The only reason to debate them is to educate fence-sitters and less experienced feminists.

If you don’t quite have enough knowledge to form arguments that will teach bystanders, my advice will always be just don’t engage. The debate will be pointless. Focus instead on educating yourself on the issues.

Please don’t come into my inbox asking me to privately teach you just enough to win an argument. You need to have your own, firm understanding of these concepts and their contexts before you can form effective arguments about them. Borrowing my knowledge won’t really help you.

I’m really not cross with you - a lot of you are baby feminists and I am SO proud of you for putting forth this kind of effort! But it’s really important to learn first, argue second, or you’ll muck it up and be more frustrated than before.

When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasn’t really a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question. I said ‘sure it is, you’ve either had sex before him, or you haven’t’. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.

In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy “friend” starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didn’t sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and she’ll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And I’m in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.

And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasn’t going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasn’t even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.

And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesn’t even remember it but that it’s something that she’ll never have the luxury of forgetting.

And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.

And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldn’t feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying “stop” over and over like a broken record but he must’ve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said “we should do this again sometime”. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.

And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonald’s first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didn’t listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just “asking for attention” and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him.
And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.

And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.

And I’m so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I don’t know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And… Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.

-16 year old girl
DRAW THEM FANART. DRAW THEM FANAAAAART. I’ll always remember the older people who humored me when I was an 11-year-old drawing cats and Pokemon, and when they drew my “OCs” I didn’t get over it for weeks. I still have some that I printed out and put in the front of my binder.

You don’t have to become a mentor, and you don’t have to tell them anything about their art that isn’t true. But you CAN make them shit their pants with just an hour or two of your time, and some of them won’t ever forget the first time someone acknowledged their creativity.
   Americans:are expected to get 97 on every assignment and may be beaten otherwise
   Americans:are forced to learn a lot of information that is taught in a really bad way in a very small amount of time
   Americans:are taught that they will go nowhere in life and will be failures if they don't do well in any school subject
   Americans:Have so much academic pressure students feel overwhelmed constantly and would rather have a life threatening natural disaster occur than to spend a day at school
   Americans:Are given hundreds of standardized tests and are forced to do up to several hours of school work outside school for each subject and go to clubs because colleges look for that
   Americans:are forced to take several quizzes every week
   Americans:Have only a small break for lunch and a few minutes to walk to other classes, that's it
   Americans:Have a longer school day that starts earlier

On a personal level, being misogynist, ableist, homophobic, etc. is not just about feeling hatred for marginalised groups. Hatred is a symptom, and not everyone has that symptom. Sometimes it’s pity. Or creepy dehumanising fascination. Or indifference. Or ignorance and a self-absorbed refusal to learn to be better.

But it’s not about your feelings at all - it’s about actions and whether your actions support an oppressive system.

That’s why you can’t say, “I’m not misogynist! I love women!” and have people go, “well, you know your feelings best!” It’s not about your feelings. It’s about what you’re doing and if it’s harmful. And you do not get to decide if you’re harming others.

So theoretically someone can hate inside themselves as long as they don’t actively do something to show it, interesting.

No, because I don’t think it’s possible to not act bigoted if you are bigoted. You’re going to fuck up even if you want to be better, so if you don’t want to be better it’s definitely going to show.

But also… sort of yes?

Like. Growing up in this bigoted, oppressive culture means we’ve internalised all kinds of toxic shit. We internalise bigotry about every marginalised group and that does not untangle easily. It’s in our assumptions, our attitudes, our actions and our feelings.

You’re going to have fucked up feelings about people in marginalised groups. It’s going to happen. Even if the group is your own - internalised misogyny, internalised ableism, internalised biphobia… I struggle with all of these things.

But I think people with privileged identities have this tendency to make their feelings the focus. Their quest, instead of ending oppression, is to have better feelings about marginalised groups. They walk away from a movie about “those poor <X>” thinking they’ve become a better person. They don’t take the time to listen to what “those poor <X>” actually want or need, but they think they’re being an ally because they no longer feel as much hostility as they used to - even if that hostility has been transformed into pity or fetishisation.

And then someone from that group says, “no, honestly, you’re being really bigoted right now” and they say, “What? No! I don’t hate you at all! How dare you accuse me of hating you??” and it’s like, “…but you’re still actively hurting us.” Being told you’re being oppressive isn’t about your feelings.

A willingness to listen and work to be better is a much more urgent priority than having all the right feelings. Sorting out your feelings will happen in time, but making your feelings the focus of your quest to be a better person will really just make you awful and self-centred. Start with listening and actions, and work with the feelings as you go.

Pseudo-intellectual Pricks

   He’s most likely educated, possibly a master’s degree in rhetoric. He could be a new atheist, possibly libertarian, most likely white. If you can’t smell his smugness, you can recognize him by the following tropes below.

   Next time they use one of these on you, don’t waste your time. Copy and paste. Let them know they’re stereotyped.

   The Pacifist

       The guy who’s always making that bigoted comment on your thread, and always ends with, “Let’s agree to disagree.” He may follow up with a disingenuous attempt at finding common ground.
       Example: I’m just saying, that if poor people worked harder, they wouldn’t have to depend on the government. You obviously don’t think so. No need to get upset. Let’s just agree to disagree. We can certainly find common ground with the fact that there are definitely some poor people that work very hard.

   The Freedom Fighter

       More indignant than the smug pacifist, he feels you’re taking away his right to have an opinion.
       Example: I’m allowed to have an opinion about homosexuality. I’m allowed to express my beliefs. I’m allowed to disagree without being attacked.

   The Anecdotally Privileged

       He’s white (and male) and he’s right. No matter what your experience is, his experience trumps it.
       Example: Well, I lived in New York City for three years and the NYPD has always treated me with respect.

   The Wounded

       He responds with the old shock and awe routine about being misunderstood.
       Example: You know who I am. I’m not a bad person. How can you call me a sexist?

   The Oppression Authority

       He married into oppression (or is friends with the oppressed or spent time working among the oppressed), so now his opinion should have gravitas.
       Example: My wife’s family is Mexican, and they also think illegal immigrants should be deported.

   The Call for Civility

       He indirectly insults your racial, gender, sexual identity, spiritual beliefs, or simply your intelligence. When you call him out on his bigotry, he is (huff huff) insulted. Then he plays the “call for civility.”
       Example: I haven’t called you any names, but you called me a bigot. If you want to persuade people, you need to treat people with civility.

   The Logical Fallacist

       His go-to is the ad hominem. When you point out that he may not understand a racial problem because he’s white, he screams, “ad hominem!” and runs around with his underwear on his head. Another favorite is the straw man, where he claims you’ve ignored his real argument and are attacking an incorrect version of his argument.
       Example: You’ve misunderstood my main point. I was talking about the prison industrial complex, not racism. Straw man!

   The Claim of Ignorance/Innocence

       He claims that he’s confused about your opinion on a personal matter and wants to discuss it. Don’t be fooled. He knows exactly what he wants to say and is trying to lead you down a path where he can claim you’ve made a logical fallacy. Then he will claim innocence again—that he was simply trying to have a discussion. He will call for civility. You can’t win.
       Example: I’m confused. It’s just not natural to be with someone of the same sex.

   The Rational Male

       He is calm, collected, and detached. He understands reason and logic. If you make it personal or emotional, that’s it. Conversation over.
       Example: Simply put, I fail to see the logic of religion. All religions are the opiate of the masses. But there is one religion that kills people if you disagree with them. And that’s Islam. You don’t see Buddhist bombers, do you? Well, if you’re going to become emotional, then we can’t have this conversation.

   The Neutral Judge

       He can view the situation from a neutral point of view, implying you cannot. Sure, he understands your POV. Because he’s neutral and wiser than you, he also understands the other side. Because of this ability to discern such (literally) black and white issues with no partiality, he is a better judge than you are.
       Example: I followed the entire George Zimmerman case and listened to all the evidence presented. Though I find it all tragic, I have to agree with the jurors. You might have anecdotal evidence about racism in the law, but the law is the law.

there’s nothing inherently wrong with monogamy

but I feel like we don’t talk often enough about the negative impacts the culture that surrounds monogamous relationships can have on people of all relationship styles/orientations.

monogamy culture will have you believe that it’s normal to be jealous and territorial over your partner and their interactions with other people - especially interactions with people that they could eventually develop a romantic/sexual interest in.

monogamy culture will tell you that you are the only person your partner should ever show romantic/sexual interest in, and if your partner makes the mistake of developing feelings/attraction toward another person, it’s because you are not enough.

monogamy culture will tell you that certain sacrifices must be made in order to build a life with another person, and if you aren’t keen to make those sacrifices for your partner, you are selfish and not ready for “real” commitment.

monogamy culture will tell you that relationships are only valuable if they are “going somewhere,” somewhere usually meaning lifelong commitment in the form of marriage or domestic partnership. if you aren’t ready to shack up, propose, have kids with, or make other commitments to someone whom you’ve been dating for an extended period of time, you are again considered selfish and not ready for a “real” relationship.

monogamy culture will tell you that one partner should satisfy most of your needs. the rest can be dealt with via compromise on your end. when you can no longer deal with having certain needs go unsatisfied, your only option is to end the current relationship and (usually) pursue someone else.

monogamy culture will tell you that there are certain things you must rely on your significant other for. they should be the most intimate relationship you have, the person you gain validation from, the person from whom you ask advice first, the ultra absolute most special person you’ve ever had in your life. if anyone else compares in the slightest, they are a threat to the relationship.

obviously not all monogamous couples exhibit these characteristics, because monogamy itself is not the problem. the problem is this weird, jealous, insecure, culture surrounding monogamy that is constantly perpetuated by the media and so much of society.

I’m literally so uncomfortable around middle class people, especially those above lower middle class, and especially those who have grown up in that environment. Like I feel we’re from completely different realities.
As a poor, queer, disabled, autistic, not-conventionally-attractive, trauma-ridden mentally ill woman-type person, when I’m forced to interact with middle class people I just want to hide. I don’t see how they could ever understand my reality.

We don’t really talk about class as a personal reality much, I think, in my little corner of tumblr - we’re more focused on its components or the politics of poverty. But I can’t be the only one who hates going into Kohl’s, can I?

Like, obviously there are queer and disabled and not-conventionally-attractive and autistic and traumatised and mentally ill middle-class women, but not being mired in poverty at the same time drastically changes the qualitative nature of those experiences, so much as to render some of them unrecognisable to me. Their class doesn’t just reduce the odds that they’ll face many of those issues - it protects them from much of the stigma/consequences and makes some issues invisible.

I’m immediately more comfortable when I go somewhere where people are visibly poor, visibly marginalised in multiple ways really, because I feel like those are normal people. Those are people who get it, who know what hardship is like without that buffer. I may or may not relate to them or like them as individuals but at least I know they’re from my world and they’re aware that shit happens.

This isn’t just me, yeah?


"I never fully understood why people keep telling me to destroy my demons,if i did so i think i´d be awfully lonely in my empty head,i didn´t really create them either,other people did,when they hurt me,these demons are born like antiviruses, to stop me from getting hurt again.They´ve always been with me,saving me from a lot of pain,when i make the same mistake twice they can bite me,but its just to teach me,its really not for harm,they growl secrets and warnings at me,always looking for attention,and if for a moment i forget they are there,they howl until i remember.They´re not really monsters,just guard dogs,its not their fault if they were trained to protect me."


a helpful pain scale for people who have difficulty with doing body inventory or quantifying pain

0-10 Scale of Pain Severity

   10 - Unable to Move I am in bed and can’t move due to my pain. I need someone to take me to the emergency room to get help for my pain.

   9 - Severe My pain is all that I can think about. I can barely talk or move because of the pain.

   8 - Intense My pain is so severe that it is hard to think of anything else. Talking and listening are difficult.

   7 - Unmanageable I am in pain all the time. It keeps me from doing most activities.

   6 - Distressing I think about my pain all of the time. I give up many activities because of my pain.

   5 - Distracting I think about my pain most of the time. I cannot do some of the activities I need to do each day because of the pain.

   4 - Moderate I am constantly aware of my pain but I can continue most activities.

   3 - Uncomfortable My pain bothers me but I can ignore it most of the time.

   2 - Mild I have a low level of pain. I am aware of my pain only when I pay attention to it.

   1 - Minimal My pain is hardly noticeable.

   0 - No Pain I have no pain.
I’ve noticed this revisionist Greek myth is common wherein Persephone loves Hades and eats the pomegranate seeds in order to evade her overbearing mother, and that’s all well and good. You know, sometimes I’m in the mood for it and sometimes I’m not. But hear this: as long as we’re doing this, why is no one wondering whether Aphrodite might really love Hephaestus?

Think about it. All the gods in their immortal splendor are lining up to marry her, doing everything in their power to impress her, the goddess of love and beauty, and she choses…that guy. A god in technical terms only, a social reject who’s ugly and malformed and um, no fun. Always slaving away in his workshop when everyone else is quaffing nectar and having their eternal beach party up on Mount Olympus. They can’t believe she’d give up all of them for that.

So, because the gods do not take rejection well (looking at you Apollo), eventually they start to say to each other, well, we all know Zeus made her do it anyway. He’s gotta feel guilty for throwing Hephaestus off Mount Olympus that one time. And it quickly becomes that poor girl, stuck in that workshop full of sweat and dirt and cyclopses when she could have had one of us. Because of course they’ve got love all figured out; it’s entirely technical and dependent on who’s the most charming and good-looking and not at all variable and strange and notoriously unpredictable, right?

Meanwhile Ares, only the most arrogant and brainless of the crew, can’t take a hint and is still showing up wherever Aphrodite goes trying to hit on her, so eventually she and Hephaestus decide to rig up an elaborate mechanical trap for him, using her as bait. When all the gods have laughed at him for getting caught he huffily attempts to regain his dignity by telling them, whatever, guys, you want to know the truth, I was meeting her for an assignation. And they all kind of know he’s full of it but they just accept it as the unvarnished truth from thereon in, because they’d love to believe she’d cheat on Hephaestus with Ares. They’d love it. Come on, Aphrodite, get off your high horse and admit you’re just as shallow as the rest of us.

So they talk, but Aphrodite doesn’t really care about their collective jealousy because she dotes on her misshapen genius of a husband with his sooty hands and his sweaty brow who always takes her seriously and is always so hard at work inventing astonishing new things to make her happy, and she loves the volcano they live in with its internal pressures so conducive to the formation of precious stones and its passages lit with glowing lava that so gorgeously offsets her cheekbones, and all the cyclopses worship her because even with one eye apiece they’ve still got more depth perception than most men do where she’s concerned. True it is that as a couple the two develop a reputation for not getting out much, because all those Olympian parties bore them to death and they’d rather spend time with each other (poor Aphrodite, she’s such a vivacious young thing and her husband is so grasping and insecure that he won’t let her go out and have fun), but they do all right.

casual reminder that gravity falls brilliantly said “fuck you” to the whole “i’m the hero because i exposed how douchey your boyfriend is” cliche’

too often do tv shows and movies and the media in general portray dipper’s behavior in “boyz crazy” as appropriate and worthy of some sort of gratitude or “reward” (usually in the form of a kiss or a hug by the person they’re in love with) when really this behavior is actually kind of manipulative and shitty

dipper didn’t expose robbie’s secret for wendy’s sake—he did it for his own sake, because he wanted the couple broken up in order to increase his chances of wendy rebounding to him. he didn’t think about the fact that wendy would be heartbroken and hurt from finding out her boyfriend is a controlling fraud, and that she maybe wouldn’t want to immediately jump into someone else’s arms for comfort. yes, it’s wrong that robbie was manipulating wendy into staying with him, but dipper was being just as manipulative in trying to “rescue” her, because his motives were selfish, insensitive, and careless.

i congratulate gravity falls for trying to teach kids that dipper is no hero here, that ruining a relationship for the sole purpose of wanting someone to use you as a shoulder to cry on, while having absolutely no consideration for the person’s feelings as a result of your meddling, is still not okay.
Quick reminder that you’re totally allowed to like things without diving completely into knowing everything about them

you like 2 or 3 songs by a band and never listened to more? that’s perfectly okay

you like the Marvel movies but have no interest in reading 50 years of comic books? totally fine

you only play one or two videos games, mostly on your cell phone? they’re fun!

you read and enjoyed the Harry Potter books but don’t care about looking into crazy theories and clues planted in the stories? It’s not for everyone!

You don’t need to meet a requirement to enjoy something and anyone who claims you do is an elitist and an asshole
Actually you’re not considered dead when your heart stops beating. This is why many medical professionals still try to revive those whose hearts have stopped. Because medicine and science has found that death is not considered when your heart as stopped, but once all brain activity has ceased. Which is why they usually have around six minutes before there is no chance to revive. Because when the heart has stopped, your brain cells are deprived of oxygen and start to die.

Fetuses do not have regular brain activity until 25 weeks. At this point in gestation the only time an abortion would be performed is out of medical necessity to save the mother’s life, or to spare the fetus from a short and painful life. These only make up 1% of all abortions. And therefore by this argument, but with the knowledge of what is actually classified as death, a fetus isn’t ‘alive’ until roughly 25 weeks. Far after 99% of abortions are performed.

Please do actual research before trying to use emotional manipulative photos of babies that are born and NOT fetuses before parading it out and believing it as fact. Because you are only seriously misinforming yourself, and many others and furthering contributing to a movement that tries to control women’s bodies, when what they do with it does not affect you.

If you are so adamant about helping lives, try doing things for those who are in need and are actually sentient beings. Volunteer at a soup kitchen, donate to an organization that helps feed hungry children, support adoption of older children who are in foster care and are more likely to age out. But this? This does nothing.

Things that qualify as “teenage mistakes”:

- turning the tub purple while dyeing your hair with Kool-Aid

- using colored pencils as eyeliner

- falling asleep without putting out your incense and almost setting your desk on fire.

- losing your brand new shoes during the class pool party

Things that do not qualify as “teenage mistakes”:

- molesting five girls
20 things you can expect as a traditional (2D) animation student that they never tell you:

   you will love your rough drawings more than your clean
   if you don’t flip your drawings your teachers will know. oh they will know.
   you will draw an insane amount of detail at first in hopes to impress your teachers. don’t. they’ll get you to inbetween that shit and it’s not fun. trust me, there’s a reason successful cartoon shows have nice, simple, clean designs.
   line weight is hella important. as is colour theory.
   storyboarding is not easy. it’s actually in demand rn because of how time consuming/difficult it is. lots of fun though especially if you’re a creative person.
   the animator’s survival kit is your bible. doesn’t matter that thing weighs as much as a small child. take that shit with you everywhere. it is now your baby.
   glen keane is considered a deity amongst animators.
   your teachers will likely look hella young but irl be much much older. this seems to be a side effect of working in kid’s shows for over 10 years. it is a good thing.
   every animator knows the impending dread of deadlines. yes, this includes your teachers. it is likely many of them will be working at studios/their own projects the same time as teaching. that is why they are immortal and their wisdom incomparable.
    speaking of deadlines, say goodbye to a regular sleeping pattern and balanced lifestyle
   if your wrist starts to ache like a bitch then start drawing more with your shoulder. loosey goosey baby. loosey goosey.
   life drawing is essential. don’t skip that shit. anatomy is important. even if your character has six arms and five eyes you still need to be able to make them move.
   you are regarded as a dying breed amongst the 3d kids. that’s ok. give them a pencil and paper and ask them to animate a 4 legged walk cycle traditionally. see what happens.
   however if you’re anything like me, maya will look like a foreign language to you.
   srsly wtf is maya? what sacrifice to the animation gods must i make to understand this program?
   watching your favourite cartoons and animated movies regularly is important not only to motivate but is essential bonding time with your classmates. only now everyone wants to talk about how beautiful the backgrounds in steven universe are as well as cry over the character designs.
   perspective is hard. period.
   there is always that one kid in class who’s already done their 10,000 drawings and are untouchable. those are the ones to sit near in the hopes you can try and get some of that raw talent to rub off onto you.
   coffee/energy drinks/sugar will rise to the top of your already crumbling food pyramid.
   you improve lots. and some days something will just click and all of a sudden you’re firing out 40 frames an hour.

and finally no. 21 the most important thing of all: bring a blanket and something squishy to sleep on and leave them at school. there will be emergency nap times. sometimes weekly. sometimes daily.

A Random Viking Fact I Found Out

When a viking mistreats his lady, she may cut off his junk and hang it in her home.
   Women were in charge of the household’s money because they were believed to be magic and have the ability to see into the future.
   If a woman divorced her viking husband, he would be shamed for being divorced.
   Men weren’t even allowed to touch a woman’s hand if she had not agreed to it or he would be punished by law.


Do you know, when I was in high-school I went to the mall near my house with my girlfriend to do some Christmas shopping.

We were there, sixteen year old me and seventeen year old her, holding hands and window-shopping, minding our own business.

This Salvation Army shitheel gets aggro about it in the middle of the mall and I’m there totally flabbergasted cause like, it’s christmas

Only, 16!Tabi had even less composure than 26!Tabi, so I lost my fucking mind on her.

Thing is: when I’m really angry, I don’t rage, I go all cold and apparently that freaks people out, because I could see my gf backing up and the lady getting tense and then I realized that anger doesn’t solve problems.

So instead, I started wailing.

Picture this: 5’4, tiny, blonde haired high school girl with her little violin on her back and pearls in her ears just as PTA-approved as could be, full on sobbing in the hallway.

Just, sobbing like my dog’s been shot.

Now my gf’s like, “oh fuck” and the lady’s like “oh fuuuuck!” and I’m here, head thrown back, tears down my cheeks and in that shrill, distressed, /loud/ voice, “WHY WOULD YOU B-b-be so MEAN?! It’s CHRISTMAS!”

And the lady’s like “please stop Oh fuck” because now we have a crowd, and this Molly Weasley of a woman putters over, “what’s the matter, dear?”

And mall security’s coming and this bell ringer is looking very uncomfortable so I just look at this matronly ellen-watching suburban housewife lady, eyes wide and wet and my lip wobbling.

“I was, she s-said, s-s-she said I was going to HELL!”

And I burst right back into tears.

Maaaaaaaan, they didn’t even stick around to ask why she’d said it. Soon as I said it, Mall po-po bounced her like a fucking pogo stick.

We get outside and my girlfriend’s like “that is the most Slytherin thing I have ever seen anyone do.”

It was four years before I saw the Army back in that mall.
A guy named Adolf Hitler won an election in 1932.
He won an election, and 50 million people died as a result of that election in World War II, including 6 million Jews.
So what I learned as a little kid is that politics is, in fact, very important.
We disgrace our heroes by permitting villains.

Our culture's truly shitty attitudes toward sex have made rape one of the only crimes that make a victim feel the shame that should be felt by a perpetrator.

Oppression is when a lot of traditions, laws, stereotypes, and social rules give one group unfair social, political, economic, and/or legal power over another. Privilege is the opposite of oppression - it’s when you’re part of the group with the power.

One day I hope I am the girl that walks into a room and all eyes are on her.
The trick is to get a really big hat and then scream

And let's be frank here: If ISIS released a video depicting themselves sexually assaulting a captured American soldier, the nation would demand their entire hemisphere get nuked. So when the same thing happens at the hands of a fellow American soldier, the victims deserve better than "What did they expect?"

Pentagon estimates that one in three servicewomen are sexually assaulted -- twice the civilian rate.

One study by Human Rights Watch found that military victims of sexual assault are 12 times more likely to be retaliated against if they report the crime than the perpetrator is to see justice.

Whenever there's a war, you always picture families back home worried sick about the kid they sent off to fight, imagining all of the terrible things that can happen to them at the hands of Al Qaeda or the Taliban. You don't think of them fretting over said kid getting sexually assaulted in the barracks by their own comrades ... even though that is far, far more common.

statistically, most undetected rapists are repeat offenders. And most repeat rapists will rape between five and six people.

someone: hey are u alright
me: *laying facedown on the floor* yeah why do you ask

Sunny D taste like someone got challenged to make orange juice with no oranges

Most victims of sexual assault in the U.S. military are men. That's right -- at least 14,000 male soldiers are raped every year.

But here's another Catch-22: Some of you reading that already have tagged Bethany as a whiner, proof that women are too fragile to hang with the dudes. But if she doesn't complain, the reaction is "See? Women like it when you do that shit!" If you're starting from the position that boys will be boys and it's the women's job to adjust, it's a no-win for them.

isn’t it creepy that from the day you are born you start to die?  Actually! Fun fact!
If “starting to die” is defined as “cells start dying at a faster rate than they are replaced” then you don’t start dying the day you’re born! You’re still growing and cells are still being replaced pretty quick for about 22 to 25 years!
So 25. THAT’S when you start to die!

You don’t have to want to date every single person that you have the theoretical capacity to be attracted to. And this goes for all sexuality’s, be it straight, bi, gay, pan, whatever.
And likewise, it’s not right to automatically assume of someone that just because they don’t share your sexuality, they want to date every possible person they can.

If you're wondering who could make such a terrible movie, the answer is a fertilizer salesman named Harold Warren. Literally a shit peddler.

it’s really annoying when people pretend Mars is a valid option for colonization  as some safety net for fucking up Earth “once earth’s resources become depleted”… Like how badly could we possibly fuck up to where Mars (the giant desert planet with no air) becomes a preferred option.. just Recycle

The worst thing in the world can happen, but the next day the sun will come up. And you will eat your toast. And you will drink your tea.

My sweet and doting grandmother (from my mom’s side) who is pushing 67 and still physically limber insisted on taking motorbike lessons after seeing the Vuvalini drive their bikes in the movie. She told me that she loved how the film represented women of her age in an action blockbuster by portraying them as badass ladies of the desert.
My mom, who is in her early 60s, went to go see Mad Max with me. When the Vuvalini appeared, she didn’t react until they took off their helmets. Then she reached over, grasped my arm and said, “Women!!! They’re all women!!”

And then, when we got a good shot of them all, she gasped and said, “Oh!! Oh, they’re all silver women!!” And it blew her mind. More like this.

While being in darkness I didn’t search for the light, I became one.

No offense but I hate it when people sit down next to me to smoke…like sweetie…I was here breathin…

kids having birthday parties and no one showing up is the worst thing im in math class and im gonna cry thinkin about this

how can u say u are not pretty when u are a cluster of stardust, a walking explosion of nebulas like there are constellations that knot your arteries together, you’re beyond pretty, more like a spectacular sight for all of us

I’m not attractive but I’m also not unattractive jus kinda chillin

A client just emailed a nasty letter to complain they hadn’t received an important email. The message was sent as a reply to the email she complained she hadn’t received.

you’re not in the friend zone because you’re too nice, you’re in the friend zone because they’re too nice.
instead of just telling you that you’re an ugly fuck, they went through the trouble of creating some sort of pocket dimension that doesn’t exist to spare your bloated ego even though you most likely don’t deserve that since you’re selfishly trying to get your dick wet under the guise of friendship and kindness anyway.

‘Times are bad. Children don’t listen to their parents and everyone is
writing a book.’
 - attributed to Cicero, 106-43 BC

People grow when they are loved well. If you want to help others heal, love them without an agenda.

It’s so weird how anti-feminists have Internet to access tumblr dot com but not google……………

you: are you okay?
me: *looks off into the distance*
me: in theory.

right eyebrow: does yoga, is popular, goes to harvard
left eyebrow: is a procrastinator, stays up till 4am each night

I think we’ve gotta recognise that personal space is a thing that exists in the conversational sphere just a much as it does in the physical sphere.
If you refer to someone in familiar terms (e.g., “dear”, “darling”, affectionate nicknames, etc.) when they’re clearly uncomfortable with it, you’re the conversational equivalent of that guy who has no concept of personal space and won’t stop touching people
Don’t be that guy.

why would you ask for nudes. go turn off safe search and google titties wtf stone age bitches can’t work a internet

i think people need to stop glorifying sassiness and bitterness and start promoting the idea of actually being nice and civil to people who did nothing to you.

If Jesus was born from a virgin birth, doesn’t that mean he has only an X chromosome. Wouldn’t that make him female?

i feel like tall people at concerts have everything they want in the world

my career plan is to befriend an eccentric elderly billionaire who tries to relive their youth through me by supporting me financially, naming me in their will and moving me into the guest house of their mansion so that we can drink whiskey in the orchard whilst they give me important life advice

Here’s a small reminder, you’re life doesn’t have to be “useful” to society to be meaningful. You give your own life meaning.

“[Men] have such a huge blind spot for the fact that for women, rejection is baked right into the “men approach, women wait’ model.  Men get to assess, evaluate, and choose up front, before they’ve even approached someone – which means they’re rejecting all the other women in the room.”

“I Don’t Hate This Female Character, I Only Hate The Lazy Writing and Shallow Male-Based Wish Fulfillment That Went Into Her”, an increasingly frustrated ongoing novel.

brain:instead of going to bed now, lets stay up another 5 hours doing nothing productive.

It would be so nice to be in an apartment right now with really big open windows and lots of bright light pouring in and and long curtains and the smell of rain floating through it
------The Millennial generation is so broke we’re romanticizing decent housing.

“boys will be bo-“
*flies in, punches you in the face*
----we will not.
you will do so or i’ll shove responsibility so far up your ass you’ll taste tax bills for weeks

It’s october so we must once again draw battle lines between those who like candy corn and those who do not.
---What battle line nobody likes candy corn
-----fuck you candy corn is delicious
and so the lines are drawn

i’m so tired of this “misogynist with a heart of gold” hollywood trope
i’m so tired of these leading men who treat women like shit until they meet the “right” kind of girl who is worthy of their respect
revealing that they were a good guy all along
i’m so tired of being told my humanity is negotiable
devaluation of women because of their gender should automatically disqualify someone from being considered a good person imo
the commonness of narratives that say, “well yes he’s a bigoted misogynist BUT really he’s a good guy” shows how unimportant most people think women are and how minor an infraction they think bigotry towards us is
same goes for the “racist with a heart of gold” trope

   Dipper:That's it! I can't stand it anymore! Take everything that's yours and leave my house!
   Bill:You know what! I will! I will leave right now! *pick up Dipper and leaves*

Your future self is watching you right now through memories.
---Don’t fucking start with me this morning

The want to draw is there
The ability to however, is nowhere to be seen.

constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go get it”
---how about a mix of the two “if its meant to be, its up to me”

I used to think I was a super chill person but that was before I started training myself to notice social justice issues and now that I do I’m just a seething ball of rage.
I still won’t get mad at you if you break my favourite possessions but now I will rant for 20 minutes about the casual misogyny and homophobia in the movie we’re watching.

my favorite theory about anything ever is that the titanic sank because too many people time traveled to that place to try to stop the titanic from sinking

pleeeeeaaaaase don’t make fun of people for being overenthusiastic about their interests. if you see someone getting really excited about something and you think it’s a good idea to ruin their fun (and don’t think people don’t notice your eye rolls and side glances) you’re an asshole

ur gonna have to get through ME first, i’m weak and fragile and it won’t be that difficult but you’RE STILL GONNA HAVE TO

Remember when Disney treated emotional trauma as an actual physical ailment and not the stupid “just stop being upset” thing?


Full of hate and ready to date

I want a story where all the dragons were wiped out, but their ghosts hung around and when humans start making either genetic hybrids or robots that are draconic in shape the dragon ghosts posses them and get revenge.

Don’t judge me. You can’t handle half of what I’ve dealt with. There’s a reason I do the things I do. There’s a reason why I am who I am.

Person A being held hostage in a fortress and Person B violently leaving a mess of carnage in their wake in order to get to them. Covered in blood and questionable pieces of enemy remains, Person B finally makes it to Person A in the center of the wreckage and gives them a gentle peck on the forehead before apologizing for the wait.

   some kid:*watches The Incredibles for the first time* WOW THAT'S AN AWESOME MOVIE!
   me:you know they're making a second one
   kid:REALYY??!! WHEN??
   me:next year unfortunately :/
   kid:awwww that's a super long time to wait
   me:*eye twitches*

Longtime RP partner problems
   Us:Okay, this time we're going to develop this relationship slowly. Give it some good, tense buildup.
   Us:(two days later)
   Us:Well, I guess they're married now.

If you’re young and there’s a social/political topic you’ve never given much thought to before, don’t feel pressured to immediately pick a side because someone else (your parents, your peers, a post you saw on Tumblr) told you to. No one is born with strong views & convictions, and it’s okay to sit on the fence until you reach your own conclusions about something. And if you find both sides of an argument too strong to make a choice, it’s okay to stay on that fence.

If I cry in front of you , I’m really hurt . I hate crying in front of people . I feel weak like I’m begging for attention and sympathy and I’m not this kind of person

when u have to be nice to creepy guys so u don’t get murdered :-) #justgirlythings

*puts on my bitch face and walks like a stuck up in public to mask my anxiety*

People who think Britain is paradise and won’t shut up about BBC and tea and say stuff like “If I had a British accent I’d never stop talking”
you are weeaboos
different location, same annoying concept

Undertale is a game about a child who really has to pee.

   someone my age with money:yeah so I just bought this new car and-
   me:that's cool. I can't really afford to buy anything for a while because I bought gum yesterday

Whoever runs for president in 2020 should use the slogan “I have the perfect vision for the future”

“ya’ll need jesus” says me, an avid sinner.
---2,000 years of church history in a sentence

Black Americans killed in 2014 by police outnumber the number of people who died on 9/11/2001 but I don’t see our government waging a war on that terror.

white kid: if ur mexican why cant u speak spanish fluently :/
me: lemme hear u speak some of that 11% finnish 2% scottish 45% italian 31% dutch, 100% puta

i wanna learn how to throw knives so i can throw em like real close n graze somebody to let em know 2 shut the fuck up

well i used to be attracted to people but now im exclusively attracted to abstract art and the concept of death

a show: *has a cool female protagonist*
me: nice
show: *introduces smirking obnoxious boy in the first 5 minutes who will be her love interest*
me: well it was good while it lasted
---Lemme guess. If it was a smirking obnoxious female, it would be okay?
no it would be awesome because then it’d be a lesbian story

Everyone is hating on Banksy right now - and rightfully so - but that bumper reaper has brought so much joy into my life in such a short amount of time.

i wonder if anyone notices that i only wear like three pairs of pants

   game designer:*adds one female character* whew.... being progressive is hard.... but im glad to be on the GOOD side of things *nods sagely and gives her a fanservice outfit*

someone: who hurt you
me: do you want the complete unabridged annotated version or will the beginners introduction suffice

tbh sometimes u just gotta let me be dramatic. bcos i Will get over it! but let me be dramatic first.

tbh I really like my generation because I feel like we have a “we deserve more than we’re getting” mentality and I feel like older generations are like “you can’t always be happy” and “you can’t always do what you want” and ours is taking a dramatic step and being like “why not??” and being the first to really question a society where its citizens dreams and happiness are expected to take a backseat to things like capitalism idk

jobs are for survival, not for joy. not everyone has the luxury or pleasure of loving what they do. they do it bc it pays the bills and everyone needs to stop acting like everyone is supposed to love their job. if you love your job, you are lucky.

it’s really fucked up that we assume love has to be romantic. there are so many girls out there that are upset because they’ve never been in a relationship and so that means no one will ever love them. when in reality, most of those girls are very deeply loved by their family and friends but does it count? no because obviously love only counts if it’s romantic

the moral of hamlet is don’t ever try to go home and resolve conflicts with yr family just stay at college and do gay shit w ur friends
---As an English teacher I am qualified to tell you this analysis is insightful and may be supported fully with textual evidence.

   someone:what r u doing
   someone:avoiding what

More like, pee on life until it gives you lemons

people who struggle with secondhand embarrassment obviously don’t have enough firsthand embarrassment in their lives. be more ashamed, like the rest of us. there’s enough shame to go around. start pullin yer weight
tumblr claims to be the most diverse open community and yet what is this ? i am being shame-shamed?

we live in a world where pizza gets to your house before the police.
----That’s because the pizza guy has consequences if his job is done incorrectly.

That girl was fucking fearless, if she were to stare into the abyss, the Abyss Is Gonna Be The First One To Look Away’

seeing friends get addicted to your favorite game after you introduce them to it

ok so there’s a game me and my friends play called “don’t get me started” and basically someone gives another person a random topic and they have to go on an angry rant about it and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to us at parties and car rides so I highly recommend playing sometimes with your friends

not sure if this website glorifies social anxiety and self loathing or everyone has reached rock bottom and dark humor is merely a bitter form of comfort

i’m fucked because none of my passions are going to yield financially stable careers and i’m not hot enough to be a trophy wife

the reason i like staying up late so much is because between the hours of 1am-5am, the world is quiet and no one expects anything from me. i could stare at my wall for 4 hours and there would be no consequences. it’s so silent and calm. i love it

Some people aren’t loyal to you, they are loyal to their need of you. Once their needs change, so does their loyalty.

There is something so unbelievably refreshing about meeting individuals who are on the same life frequency as you. Everything feels effortless and natural. You just vibe, it’s fucking beautiful.


When trains were introduced in the U.S, many people believed that that “women’s bodies were not designed to go at 50 miles an hour,” and that their “uteruses would fly out of [their] bodies if they were accelerated to that speed.”
--I have so much respect for historical women not murdering every man they know

Go up to a guy in a bar and whisper “hey do you wanna get out of here?” and if he says yes, you can sit where he was.

tumblr has been very weak on memes the past few weeks. where are our new memes? why is meme production so far behind? #we crashed the economeme

Time heals all things, except radiation poisoning. Time only makes that worse.

i think it’s funny how christianity made a big deal about mary being impregnanted by god and everyone was like “oh my god the son of god! we must worship him listen to his great wisdom.”
meanwhile, if you said god knocked you up in ancient greece they’d just be like “yeah, me too.”

I deserve someone who actually gives a fuck about me because i’ve spent my entire life making other people happy when all they did was leave

millennial goals and dreams are so minimal
“i want to drive a car that doesn’t break down all the time”
“i want to one day consider buying a place instead of renting”
“i’d like to not be in so much debt”
we are the least entitled generation but we get the most shit
People say that we act entitled - apparently it’s entitled to want to live debt-free and feel financially secure

I didn’t fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we’d choose anyway. And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

why be racist sexist homophobic or transphobic when you could bE QUIET

Now girls are often raised to see love only as giving. Women are praised for their love when that love is an act of giving. But to love is to give AND to take. Please love by giving, and by taking. Give and be given. If you are only giving and not taking, you’ll know. You’ll know from that small and true voice inside you that we females are so often socialized to silence. Don’t silence that voice. Dare to take.

I wanna fall in love with a dork. A dork that I can have random squirt gun fights with, someone I can watch movies with then throw a grape at their face and have them pretend to get angry and tackle me. I want to both go to the grocery store and sit in the cart while we push each other around, or throw things in it and pretend it’s a basketball hoop. I want to fall in love with someone that I can have fun with not for a day, but for my entire life. I want someone I can stumble through life with, while laughing the whole time.

Sometimes I’m very worried no one will ever legitimately fall in love with me but I’ll be okay

i envy people that come up with witty comebacks on the spot because i’m gonna need at least a 3 day notice

   kitten:i am going to get UP HIGH on the TALLEST THING
   kitten:GONNA DO IT. I GOTTA
   kitten, on the tallest thing:...this was perhaps, in some manner or form, something akin to a mistake

Partaking in worthless garbage fills you with determination.

“Scars do not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.”

being mentally ill + suicidal at a young age (before 18) is. strange, because you grow up with this idea that one day you’ll finally snap, turn off, be brave enough to kill yourself, so you don’t really plan for the future. adulthood- further life, it isn’t for you, nor do you feel included within the future of it. it isn’t.. it isn’t part of your life plan.
and then before you know it you’re 18 and you’re an adult but you never thought you’d get this far and sure it’s great that you’re still alive you guess but also. you feel so alone + lost in a world you never expected or planned to be a part of.

have you ever considered that female celebrities claim not to be feminists/push a watered down version of feminism because it’s fucking unsafe for them to admit to anything else? emma watson gave the most watered down, man friendly speech on feminism i’ve ever seen in my life and men threatened to leak nudes of her and attack her so

I remember when I first found out the truth about “Somali pirates” I got chills because of how horrific the truth was and how insanely creepily well the media had twisted the situation. Every single fucking article making it seem like these “pirates” were just after money or something holding innocent people hostage and I never gave it a second thought, why would I? There was no indication that people were trying to legitimately fight off disgusting imperialism that left nuclear waste in their waters, that over 300 people have died from radiation sickness, that Europeans have been stealing Somalia’s seafood because they overfished their own waters and the indigenous fisherman are starving and so these “pirates” emerged to deal with those stealing their country’s natural resources. The truth is enough to make anyone sick to their stomachs.

interests: that little fast walk birds outside do when they wanna get away from you but they’re not like super committed


The brain is an organ. Mental illnesses are illnesses of that organ. Brain scans show that there is a physical difference between a healthy brain and a sick brain. Telling someone “You’re not really sick. It’s all in your head.” is like telling someone with asthma “It’s not real, it’s all in your lungs.” The brain is an organ that can malfunction as much as any other organ.


Imagine playing a survival horror game where instead of being a gritty reporter or a single parent or a tortured soul with amnesia, you’re a cat. You live in a haunted house, and  it is your job to defend your human/s from harm.

Instead of weapons, you fight with your claws. You jump, you twist, and your meows and hisses have different abilities. But if you make TOO much noise, your human/s hush you, and you can’t continue with your assault until they’ve left you be.

There are various spirits and some are helpful. Ghost mice give you life, ghost crickets give you information, and a former Guardian cat is your guide. You have to succeed where your predecessor failed- finding the source of the haunting and getting rid of it.

And if you don’t succeed, your human dies, and you are left alone.

This is amazing and heart breaking and I would hate to lose this game why hasn’t it been fucking made

Maybe like different coats of fur color give you power?
Black- human less likely to shut you
Tabby- more agility
Orange- sharper claws
White- higher spiritual energy
Tortoise- higher defenses
Long hair- cold resistance (keep your human warm from the ghosts)
Short hair- faster recovering time from being shushed


A post for men about creepy men

I wrote a post a while back about how some people are very good at getting away with doing intentionally creepy things by passing themselves off as just ~awkward~.

Recently, I noticed a particular pattern that plays out. While creeps can be any gender, there’s a gendered pattern by which creepy men get other men to help them be creepy:

   A guy runs over the boundaries of women constantly
   He makes them very uncomfortable and creeped out
   But he doesn’t do that to guys, and
   He doesn’t talk to guys about it in an unambiguous way, and
   When he does it in front of guys, he finds a way to make it look deniable
   And then some women complain to a man, maybe even a man in charge who is supposed to be responsible for preventing abuse in a space
   and he has no idea what they are talking about, since he’s never the target or witness
   And he’s had a lot of pleasant interactions with that guy
   So he sympathizes with him, and thinks he must mean well but be have trouble with social skills
   And then takes no action to get him to stop or to protect women
   And so the group stays a place that is safe for predatory men, but not for the women they target

For example:

   Mary, Jill, and Susan: Bill, Bob’s been making all of us really uncomfortable. He’s been sitting way too close, making innuendo after everything we say, and making excuses to touch us.
   Bill: Wow, I’m surprised to hear that. Bob’s a nice guy, but he’s a little awkward. I’m sure he doesn’t mean anything by it. I’m not comfortable accusing him of something so serious from my position of authority.

What went wrong here?

   Bill assumed that, if Bob was actually doing something wrong, he would have noticed.
   Bill didn’t think he needed to listen to the women who were telling him about Bob’s creepy actions. He didn’t take seriously the possibility that they were right.
   Bill assumed that women who were uncomfortable with Bob must be at fault; that they must be judging him too harshly or not understanding his awkwardness
   Bill told women that he didn’t think that several women complaining about a guy was sufficient reason to think something was wrong
   Bill assumed that innocently awkward men should not be confronted about inadvertantly creepy things they do, but rather women should shut up and let them be creepy

A rule of thumb for men:

   If several women come to you saying that a man is being creepy towards them, assume that they are seeing something you aren’t
   Listen to them about what they tell you
   If you like the guy and have no idea what they’re talking about, that means that what he is doing is *not* innocent awkwardness.
   If it was innocent awkwardness, he wouldn’t know how to hide it from other men
   Men who are actually just awkward and bad at understanding boundaries also make *other men* uncomfortable
   If a man is only making women uncomfortable but not men, that probably means he’s doing it on purpose
   Take that possibility seriously, and listen to what women tell you about men

tl;dr If you are a man, other men in your circle who are nice to you are creepy towards women. Don’t assume that if something was wrong that you would have noticed; creepy men are good at finding the lines of what other men will tolerate. Listen to women. They know better than you do whether a man is being creepy and threatening towards women; if they think something is wrong, listen and find out why. Don’t give predatory dudes who are nice to you cover to keep hurting women.



“Sketchy art styles are cheap because they just fool your mind into seeing the outline you like best”

You mean like how shading fools you into seeing depth and pose conveys motion that isn’t there? You mean like ART?





Outside England ‘s Bristol Zoo there is a parking lot for 150 cars and 8 buses. For 25 years, it’s parking fees were managed by a very pleasant attendant. The fees were £1.40 for cars and £7 for buses.

Then, one day, after 25 solid years of never missing a day of work, he just didn’t show up; so the Zoo Management called the City Council and asked it to send them another parking agent.

The Council did some research and replied that the parking lot was the Zoo’s own responsibility.

The Zoo advised the Council that the attendant was a City employee.

Executive dysfunction.

The City Council responded that the lot attendant had never been on the City payroll.

Meanwhile, sitting in his villa somewhere on the coast of Spain or France or Italy … is a man who’d apparently had a ticket machine installed completely on his own and then had simply begun to show up every day, commencing to collect and keep the parking fees, estimated at about £560 per day — for 25 years.

Assuming 7 days a week, this amounts to just over 7 million pounds … and no one even knows his name.

anonymous asked:You're annoying

floozys answered:oh god i know, wouldn’t it be wonderful if we were communicating through a media that allows you to not only avoid my content but also block me, or even just walk away and do something else, but unfortunately that’s not the case, you’re 100%  being forced to be in my presence and there’s simply nothing you can do about it

The Night That Speaks is a short, creepy and very stylish retro horror adventure that sees you exploring the catacombs under a graveyard, and trying to escape a freaky monster with your only defense being your ability to flip it the bird.

As you explore the maze-like labyrinth of the catacombs, you come across notes that help build the story and will eventually come face to face with a freaky unstoppable skeleton monster.  The only thing you can do to aid your escape from this monster is to flip it the bird, proving your courage and momentarily stopping the monster in it’s tracks.

The wonderful Game Boy-esque visual style conveys a surprising amount of detail and really draws you into the game, creating a tense retro-infused horror that you won’t want to flip the bird at.  Spooky stuff.

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in movies anyone possessed by satan always curses and acts really vulgar but societal norms have changed since The Exorcist so imagine if someone was possessed by satan but since nobody is shocked by vulgarity anymore satan is forced to just call your waifu shit and try to to convince you how good the Big Bang Theory is

“This child… is possessed!”

“white, straight, male, and cis I;m everything tumblr hates what’s wrong did I trigger you special snowflake :^)”

tyrantisterror, given your knowlege of classical medieval demons and folklore and the fact that you just finished a freaking novel based on both, your thoughts on this?

That is honestly more in line with how folklore demons acted than almost all modern day demonic possession movies.

Demons weren’t into murder nearly as much as they were into mild pranks and just irritating people.  A demon would totally tell someone their waifu is shit.

This is incredible and I love it

Are you offended by these people claiming that them not liking people they don't see as intelligent is a sexual identity, or are you completely against having any sort of preference? What I guess I'm asking is would you say that someone liking someone, and one of those qualities in that person being their intelligence, would that be problematic?

   i’m saying that intelligence is a social construct
   i’m saying that that social construct does not exist in a vacuum
   i’m saying that the western concept of intelligence is ableist, racist, classist, and misogynistic
   i’m saying that when people say “i’m attracted to intelligence” they generally mean “i am attracted to people with similar interests to my own”
   i’m saying that coding interests like quantum physics or philosophy or foreign films as intelligent and interests like fashion, or sports, or harlequin romance novels as unintelligent is fucked up
   i’m saying that ignoring the role that ability, class, race, and gender play in (1) someone’s ability to receive an education, (2) the quality of that education, and (3) their ability to express that education such that they come off as “intelligent” is fucked up
   i’m saying that in addition to your ability to receive a quality education, intelligence is generally also judged based on how well you can present yourself like a middle to upper class abled neurotypical white man (aka the ability to speak verbally, to speak clearly and coherently, to not use AAVE, to not speak in ways that are coded as feminine {ie using the word like a lot}, etc.) and that’s fucked up
   i’m saying that the intelligent/unintelligent dichotomy, which paints “unintelligent” people as less deserving, less human, less evolved, whatever is super fucked up
   i’m not saying you can’t have preferences
   i am saying that, like all preferences, we should be thinking about them critically
   i am saying that your preferences are not a fucking sexual orientation
   i am saying that cis straight “sapiosexuals” do not fucking belong in lgbt+ spaces

In third grade I had this teacher who would give every student the same grade on each assignment. After the A at the top of the paper, she’d mark all the wrong answers with a red pen, and then would come by each student’s desk to talk to us about where we went wrong. Together we would fix each sentence or math problem until it was right.
At Parent night, one of the dad’s complained that his daughter worked hard to get her A, and that some of the other kids deserved to fail. The teacher allowed him to finish talking, and then responded in the same polite tone she always used in the classroom. “I’m not teaching your children how to pass test… I’m guiding them on how to learn.”
Months later our teacher posted everyone’s final grade on the board, and at first, no one was surprised to see we all had A’s. But after looking closer at our papers, and book reports, and our final assignments, we didn’t see any red ink on them.
I don’t think we should lie to children and tell them they got it all right if they didn’t. That doesn’t help anyone. But I also know that if you keep telling a child they are a failure; they messed up; or they did a bad job, after a while they’ll start agreeing.


   Professor:Okay, some of you are going to have to learn to play Devil's Advocate.
   Professor:Let's start with one of the hardest ones.
   Professor:Name one good thing that came out of Hitler's regime.
   Professor:*Laughs* Okay at least give me something that was bittersweet.
   Me:Umm...By enacting Action T84 and enciting a genocide wherein 70,000 people with disabilities were murdered under the guise of euthanasia, and by throwing thousands more into asylums with terrible conditions, Hitler inadvertently caused a bunch of abled doctors and scientists in countries like France, England, and even here in the US, right up in Buffalo [closest main city] to tug at their collars and slowly close down all of their own asylums and euthanasia departments because they didn't want to be compared to Hitler and in doing so, these doctors started looking for ways to actually help and cure people with disabilities instead of locking them up or killing them?
   Guy Behind Me:Damn.

highlights from my three years working at panera

   customer pooping on the floor
   pulling a stag beetle out of an old woman’s hair
   two employees started dating and had a blow-out fight in the parking lot before work at least once a week
   employee cutting her finger practically off because she jammed her arm in the bagel slicer
   catering coordinator fucking the GM in the basement
   man claiming he didn’t have a panera card because a friend stole all his rewards cards while he was in a coma for a year
   the turkish opera singer who worked in the kitchen for a summer
   disheveled man offering “voodoo therapy” in the dining room to guests as they walk in
   tiny dominican lesbian stole the girlfriends of two different male employees

Please tell us more

   the woman who pooped on the floor got banned, but not for pooping on the floor
   there is a man who comes in once a week, buys a sandwich to go, and eats it in the men’s bathroom. we know because he leaves toothpicks and the wrapper by the urinal
   a woman once demanded to know where she could buy an apartment in the area, i informed her that this was a panera and not a real estate office, and she interrupted me to specify she was looking for an $1100 two bedroom
   we hired twins named franciel and franciela
   customer complained about the size of the small mac n cheese (it comes pre-portioned) and i told her she could upgrade it to a large for a few dollars, at which point she shook her mac n cheese in my face and screamed “i could shit more mac and cheese than this!”
   the GM got so upset that he threw a sandwich at the wall and it stuck there for a few minutes because of the sauce
   people act like “do you want bread, chips, or an apple for your side?” is the goddamn SATs
   no, you can’t get “bread chips”
   no, you can’t get “apple chips”
   no, you can’t get “apple bread”
   i hate you



i was on the train and 3 drunk girls saw me and said i had nice brown eyes so they sang “brown eyed girl” to me

I threw up at a frat party and I was crying in the bathroom and a drunk girl went upstairs to get me a shirt and came back with a sweater and a kitten.

At the last party I went to three drunk girls fishtail braided my hair by committee

a drunk girl drew an eye on the back of my hand and then patted it with satisfaction and  whispered “count olaf”

once at a barbecue a drunk girl gave the surgical scar on my shoulder a butterfly kiss and said “you’re cured”

A drunk girl at a bar I was at became worried that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition and proceeded to hold peanuts to my lips and just keep saying “peanut peanut” until I would eat it. And after I allowed her to feed me a peanut she pet my hair and said “Thank you”.

Drunk girls, saving your life one wtf at a time.

one time a drunk girl started crying because she said she loved my eyebrows so much



The whole idea that “no one can make you feel inferior without your consent” is SUCH victim-blaming bullshit.

Especially when you add on the fact that people who have been emotionally abused are often especially susceptible to other people’s efforts to make them feel like shit.

This line of “reasoning” is fucking toxic as hell and I encourage every single one of you to call it out when you encounter it. (If you can do so.)

THIS! I really hate this especially because kids who grow up in abusive households are literally trained to feel inferior from before they even have a concept of self, and learn via painful experience not to defend themselves against emotional attacks.

Even as a perfectly healthy adult, it’s possible to enter into a relationship where you come up against abuse tactics you don’t recognise and/or can’t defend against, and being vulnerable to an abuser’s tactics isn’t the same as consenting to be abused.

Honestly “no one can make you feel inferior without your consent” is pro-abuse propaganda that should never come out of your mouth unless you’re here to debunk it.

Ok you know what?

I will defend furries to my fucking grave. When I was in the hole and needed money for college, not a SINGLE person from tumblr or deviantART ordered a commission. Sometimes people would ask about prices and reply, “Oh, nevermind, that’s too expensive.” I felt miserable.

In a fit of desperation, I brushed off my old Furaffinity account and revamped it. It was full of old, outdated bullshit and still had my “Taco pancakes!!! XDDD” aesthetic embedded in the info box. I had a lot of work to do.

When I was done, I started following and talking to people, I made an art shop, I started posting things and providing commission info.

Within a few weeks, I had my first customer. After a month, I had a full queue of commissions lined up to go. I have $250 in my PayPal wallet left after paying for my textbooks and part of my tuition – and I’m still getting more business!

And you know what my most common comment was? “Your art really should cost more.” These were often followed by $10-20 tips. I was fucking flabbergasted.

So yeah, go ahead and make fun of furries. Undermine the hours of work that goes into their art and fursuits. But they are more willing to pay for art than the tumblr and deviantART community COMBINED, despite all the pro-artist uwu bullshit I see every other page on this damned site.

On a personal level, being misogynist, ableist, homophobic, etc. is not just about feeling hatred for marginalised groups. Hatred is a symptom, and not everyone has that symptom. Sometimes it’s pity. Or creepy dehumanising fascination. Or indifference. Or ignorance and a self-absorbed refusal to learn to be better.

But it’s not about your feelings at all - it’s about actions and whether your actions support an oppressive system.

That’s why you can’t say, “I’m not misogynist! I love women!” and have people go, “well, you know your feelings best!” It’s not about your feelings. It’s about what you’re doing and if it’s harmful. And you do not get to decide if you’re harming others.
Also - this is why “misandry”, “cisphobia”, “heterophobia”, “reverse racism”, etc., aren’t comparable to misogyny, transphobia and transmisogyny, homophobia, biphobia, racism, etc.

Because no matter how oppressed groups feel about those with power over them, they’re not in a position to support a system that marginalises those privileged groups - because no system like that exists. The system that exists privileges cis, white, het, abled, male, etc., identities and oppresses those who don’t conform to that ideal.

How oppressed people feel about the privileged doesn’t have any material effect on oppression.

They can loudly, virulently hate their oppressors until the sun goes down, but it won’t cause the privileged to suddenly become disenfranchised, have their autonomy violated, etc. - whereas privileged people actually do have the power to improve or worsen the plight of the oppressed. That power is granted to them by privilege.


Thinking about compulsory heterosexuality as it applies to wlw is so interesting to me because women’s heterosexuality is built on so much more than just “you must be attracted to men” because it’s often really tightly bound up with “you must be attractive to men.” And the thing is that those two things are so closely associated that they kind of become interchangeable with one another?

It’s why women who don’t put in the work needed to meet heteronormative standards of beauty are called lesbians and it’s also why some lesbians are told they’re too pretty to be lesbians because it’s assumed that if you are attractive to men then you must seek out that attraction because you like them and vice versa.

But the need to look pretty (for men, it’s implied) is reinforced on so many other levels besides that; like men will dismiss your opinions by saying you’re probably not attractive, you learn how to do makeup from this super early age, you’re told that you wont get a job unless you show up to the interview emulating a really specific type of femininity.

And eventually this becomes so automatic that you don’t even know that you’re doing it; for a long time I would meet a guy and immediately wonder if he liked my hair or if my makeup looked too overdone or if my shirt was too tight. And because attraction and a desire to be attractive were so linked in my head, I just assumed for a long time that I was more attracted to men and attracted to a lot more of them than I am. Because if I was worried about how I looked around them that must mean I was attracted to them, right?

It’s taken me a really long time to sort through that impulse, and I still reflexively do it when I meet some guys. This isn’t because I find them attractive; it’s just that I’ve grown up in a society that’s told me over and over and over again that my worth is measured in my appeal to men.

Calling out art thieves is not fucking harassment.
Art thieves do not deserve sympathy because they’re frustrated they got caught stealing art.
Art thieves who lie about any “permission” they got to post the art, refuse to remove the art they stole, and sling around death and suicide threats when artists tell them to remove stolen art do not deserve sympathy.
Art thieves who proceed to shit talk the artists they hurt by stealing their art in the first place do not deserve sympathy.
Art thieves are not fucking victims.

Apparently my director went to see a production of West Side Story a few years ago, and the guy playing Chino forgot his gun before coming out for his final scene. Once it got to the big scene where he is supposed to shoot Tony, he screeched “Poison Boots” and kicked the actor playing Tony until he went down. The girl playing Maria then had to jerk the shoe off of Chino’s foot, and had to do the gunshot scene asking “How many kicks Chino? How many kicks, and one kick left for me”.

There should be a blog dedicated to theatrical urban legends. Like that opening weekend of Dracula where Dracula (still hungover) vomited all over the audience during the first stage direction that everyone has a friend of a friend that worked on the show and was there.

or the one where the bridge never came out for Javert’s suicide and so he just pretended to stab himself and then lay there until the lights went out

best story i heard was when a friend of mine saw a show where juliet forgot to bring the dagger out on stage so she just ripped the squib out of her chest and blood squirted everywhere

During a passion play a friend of my brother was supposedly in, one of the roman soldiers who was supposed to stab jesus on the cross and accidentally grabbed the wrong spear- he was supposed to grab one with a fake tip, but instead he grabbed one with an actual metal tip and, well


Since that Jesus had to be taken down due to a bad case of stab-itis, the backup Jesus came in, but he weighed significantly less than the original Jesus- which would have been fine, except that at the end the cross was supposed to ascend upwards with Jesus on it, and the weights hadn’t been adjusted.

So Jesus, instead, ROCKETED UP into heaven (or, just, above the stage).

I was in Peter Pan once and one night at a performance, the adhesive holding our Hook’s mustache on was wearing off. It was near the end with a big fight scene and when he got attacked, he let his mustache fall and went “YOU RIPPED MY MUSTACHE OFF!” in a scandalized tone and it added a new note of hilarity to the whole scene (which was supposed to be funny anyway)

My junior year we were doing Romeo and Juliet and after Juliet poisons herself it was supposed to go dark and she’d get off the stage. well the light crew accidentally turned them back on and Juliet who was sitting up slammed back down on the wooden bed with a loud bang. To which my theater teacher says into the com “zombie Juliet” and everyone who heard that had to keep as quiet as possible while our eyes were filling with tears.

i attended my county’s performing arts high school majoring in vocal studies, (mostly geared towards musical theater and opera styles) and once a year we got a field trip to new york (we were in jersey, so it’s not exactly far). we would do one touristy thing, an actor’s workshop with friends of our teachers working in various performing industries in nyc, and then see a show.

my first year doing this, our industry contacts were 1 actor, 1 casting director, and 1 producer to get different aspects of the business, and they all gave us amazing advice and told fantastic stories. the actor in question was Zazu on Broadway’s The Lion King for several years, and told the best story by far.

in The Lion King, there are only two pieces of pre-recorded noise in the whole show. one, when Pumbaa does a MASSIVE fart while fighting the hyenas, and the other being Mufasa saying REMEMBERRRRRR as Simba climbs Pride Rock. the actor told us while struggling not to laugh that, during one night’s performance, someone forgot to flip the tape of these pre-recorded noises.

so, at the end of the show, the great climax where Simba finally accepts his place in the Circle of Life, the heavens parted and-


everyone froze. and then all ran off stage positively HOWLING with laughter.

the lesson: sometimes there are fuck ups you just can’t recover from.

During a high school production of Beauty and the Beast, where I was assistant costumer and assistant prop master, our director decided that we needed to spice up Gaston’s introduction. You know: in the movie, when Lefou runs in trying to catch the duck/goose that Gaston has just shot out of the sky?
Originally, the actors were going to stroll on stage with our Lefou hauling in the really neat (and real!) taxidermied deer head that we had found in a local thrift store. Now, two days before opening night, our director wants Lefou to run in from off stage and catch a stuffed duck that Gaston has just shot. This, of course, requires two things to work properly as a scene: a gunshot noise, and a stuffed duck.
The gunshot noise, we had covered. Blue-collar, redneck school? Guns a plenty to record. The stuffed duck? Harder than you might have thought to obtain.
Three hunting stores, two taxidermists, and one Pet Supply Store ™, I’d finally found a semi-realistic pheasant squeaky toy. What follows is an account of the ways this dog toy managed to be the nightmare prop of the six show run.
Opening Night: The stagehand, who was supposed to drop the bird from the ceiling catwalk, missed his cue and didn’t drop the it. Lefou’s actor rolls with it and does an excellent job of looking around foolishly before getting cuffed upside the head by Gaston. The stagehand then drops the bird squarely on Gaston’s head. Cue laughter.
Saturday Matinee: Different stagehand throws the bird instead of dropping it and beans Lefou directly in the face with the prop. Lefou falls over. Cue laughter.
Saturday Night: Bird is missing during curtain call. Director hauls the deer head down from it’s place on the tavern wall and tells Gaston and Lefou to revert to the old blocking i.e. no gunshot, no bird, just walk in with trophy. During Gaston and Lefou’s conversation, gun shot sound goes off and a stagehand throws the bird onto the stage…from the wrong side of the stage. Lefou and Gaston stare at it in awkward silence for a solid thirty seconds before Lefou makes off-script, subtle joke about Gaston’s gun going off late instead of early. Cue adults in the audience laughing.
Sunday Matinee: Director begs the stagehands to get the cue right at least once. Gunshot and bird prop go off without a hitch. Lefou accidentally catches the prop when it falls from the catwalk. He’s so startled that he caught it that Gaston runs right in to him. They drop both the gun and the bird props, and grab the wrong prop in their scramble. Gaston spends the rest of the scene gesturing dramatically with a stuffed pheasant, instead of a gun.
Sunday Night:  Director is fed up with bird prop, decides that Lefou should just carry bird prop in after gunshot happens off stage. Lefou accidentally squeezes the prop during the intro conversation, startling both actors into silence with the squeaky toy noise - apparently, neither of them realized it was a dog toy.
Monday Elementary School Show: Lefou walks on stage with the bird. Accidentally drops the prop during conversation with Gaston. Gaston doesn’t notice the dropped prop and steps on it. Cue depressingly sad squeaky toy noise. Cue ten years olds laughing.
In a dress rehearsal for Peter Pan, Wendy forgot one of her lines and started singing the star spangled banner and the audience was singing along and people got emotional

Once during the closing night of our high school production of south pacific, we were havin our pre-show pep talk, and our director reminded everyone (mostly seniors) not to go off script to try to be funny. Of course we had one lead who decided to ignore this advice. So during one scene where the sailors were “fishing” at the edge of the stage, he decides to pull up his rubber fish, make a comment about how it wasn’t big enough, and throw it back into the “ocean”, which of course, was the audience. Now, this probably wouldn’t have been too much of a problem if he had gently tossed it, since it would have landed right behind the pit. But naturalt, he decided that this fish had to break free in the most dramatic way possible, so he winds up and chucks this fucking foot-long rubber fish with all of his strength. So now imagine the stage crew, all of us huddled together, silently screaming as this limp fish goes sailing over the heads of the audience in what looks like a low-budget reenactment of free willy, only to slap some poor parent across the face. I swear, you could almost hear the chorus of “mmmm whatcha saaayyy” rising from all those backstage. From that moment on, all rubber fish were ferociously guarded by yours truly, under the direction of our stage manager.


The whole “I’m not like other girls” movement should really be called the “I don’t want men to treat me the way they treat other women” movement because that’s what it really is. Women know that a girl who wears makeup is as respectable as a girl who wears none. A girl who’s played every Final Fantasy game is as respectable as a girl who digs Candy Crush. A woman who started her own law firm is as respectable as a single mom who works in the service industry. A girl who enjoys casual sex is as respectable as a girl who has never had her first kiss. A lesbian who has no interest in men is as respectable as a straight girl who loves her boyfriend. A girl who reads People magazine is as respectable as a girl who reads Dostoyevsky.

Women have been extensively shamed for saying “I’m not like other girls” when what they are really saying, maybe without knowing it, is “I’ve heard the way men talk about specific types of women, typically women who do things that they don’t understand or relate to, and I really, really want them to separate me from that and see me as a person who is worthy of being respected.” How much respect a woman gets from men is very rarely indicative of how much she deserves.

“I don’t want you to treat me the way you treat other girls, because you treat other girls like shit.”

I think this is relevant but does underplay just how much internalized misogyny is, well, internalized. Women don’t always know that women punished by patriarchy aren’t worth less.

Believing that they are is how we rationalize the bad things that happen to women and feel safe from them ourselves. If doing X thing makes you deserve Y misogynist attack, then distancing ourselves from girls who do X is definitely a survival mechanism.

That doesn’t mean we always are aware we’re doing that, though, and it certainly doesn’t mean our internalized misogyny isn’t actually misogyny.
Figure Sculpting Stuff
Figured i'd put a mature content warning on this one since for some of the assignments, it involved making sculptures of fully nude models. So that involved including the guys junk when you were sculpting a male model.
So viewers beware i guess.
Although i know for some of you, you've got the opposite reaction upon hearing that, so i guess if you're the sort of person whos eager to check out one of the only dicks I'm probably gonna ever have on this website......knock yourself out i guess?
Jack-o-lantern2015 by arcanineryu
my jack-o lantern for this Halloween!
I wasn't able to get a regular pumpkin, so i carved a blue Hubbard squash instead, which was pretty fun.


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i'm an art college student working to try and get into the entertainment industry somehow, either in movies, tv, animation, comics, or videogames. mostly i want to be one of those people who you could see in the credits of some grand piece of entertainment media if you happened to pause at the right moment. to just give a worthwhile contribution so some big popular project that i could be proud of.

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cutewerewolfgirl Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Hey how's it going?
camelpardia Featured By Owner Nov 11, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Thanks for the fav :la:
NaomiNerd Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hello. :3
I drew two somewhat unique pictures of Offenderman, and I thought you might like to see.
You don't have to see, obviously, I just thought you might like them.

Here they are:……

(I apologize if I made his eye too pale of a pink in the second one)
missnene1 Featured By Owner Nov 4, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hey Arc guess what?
cutewerewolfgirl Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Hey are you doing ok?
arcanineryu Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2015  Student General Artist
My laptop was just in the shop for like a week and a half so now i gotta make up for lost time and animate a whole bunch
cutewerewolfgirl Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
What are you going to animate? :)
arcanineryu Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2015  Student General Artist
stick figure. ive got the storybords for it in my gallery
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AnimeSamanthaann Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2015   Artist
Thanks for the fave and happy late late Bday
BLOODYALICE22 Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2015  Student Artist
Happy Belated Birthday, Arc! Sorry I missed it. Lovely Shoujo Emoji (Huggy Hug) [V2] Lovely Shoujo Emoji (Huggy Hug) [V2] 
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