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Bunny Mocha ☕️🐰

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Fiction doesn’t manifest brand new experiences out of thin air, fiction doesn’t infect people with never before thought about evil ideas. When we say ‘fiction affects reality’ we’re coming at it like those things never existed before that we interacted with ficiton. Assault, murder, death, queer romance, kink, whatever, and all other commonly censored topics existed before fiction had the audacity to immortalize them. 

Fiction amplifies reality. Jaws didn’t manifest a never before seen fear of sharks, it played on existing misconceptions and existing fears, and amplified them. The fear of sharks already existed. With or without Jaws we feared sharks, then a scary movie came out and those fears became amplified. 

But amplification isn’t exclusively bad. 

Nabokov’s Lolita, aka the most famous pedophilic story of all time and heavily censored for being “pornographic”, amplified our understanding of pedophilia, the kinds of people who commit it (charming, well educated, attractive people), and brought that conversation from hushed rooms to national attention.

Fifty Shades of Gray should have caused an uptick of relationship abuse and misuse of BDSM (and maybe it did), but it also caused a nationwide conversation on abuse, stalking, cult behavior, controlling relationships, and healthy BDSM. 

A lot of young girls first encountered female masturbation through Judy Blume’s Deenie (one of the ALA’s top 100 banned books of all time and a 40 year old woman writing about teen masturbation, a big tumblr no-no). Deenie’s impact was so important that it’s often cited as an invaluable validation for women and queer women who felt that their exploration was somehow immoral. There’s an entire book full of letters from readers to Blume about how important that book was to them. 

Take a scroll through some ‘top banned books’ lists and count to yourself how many of them were banned for specifically exploring sexual content in a liberating way. Or how many were banned for questioning the system.

Every single censorship movement and every single banned book has an army of people insisting that “fiction [only negatively] affects reality”. Books like Perks of Being a Wallflower for daring to talk about child sexual assault by a woman and depiction of a gay teenager. Or Speak for exploring the sexual assault and suicide attempts of a teenage girl. 

In reality, these books amplified reality and gave voices to the voiceless–those who felt purposefully stifled by society. Visually represented by this comic. 

Tl;dr: Fiction doesn’t change reality, fiction takes what’s already there and has the possibility of amplifying it–and of course you can pretend “bad fiction” only has “bad results”, but you have to be willing to silence the silenced while you support the people who aim to make fiction 1950s idyllic, oppressive silence. 

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You’re all monsters

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if you tag me in a chain post and i don't do it it's not because i hate you it's because i am very lazy. i love you thank you for tagging me.

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if you live in california please vote no on prop 22 to waste the 186 million dollars uber lyft and doordash spent to keep exploiting their workers

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rhela moshroca by @bamicommissions! tysm! 💖

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anyone else live under the assumption that they’re constantly doing something wrong

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cecil… i havent drawn him in years

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Update: he’s home since the vet is closed over the weekend with instructions to watch him and take him to the emergency vet if anything goes very wrong, and take him back in on Monday. He’s still squatting and peeing in spots, but I guess according to the vet he’s getting enough out to be safe for now. They didn’t give us any idea of how much it will end up being all together, but they had to do blood tests and a urinalysis.

Hey, so I know I’ve been pretty quiet on here, and I apologize that I’m only coming back for this– I plan to stick around, though. But tumblr has always been best for crowdfunding type things. 
I’ve been fairly quiet about my private life, but this is Mango. He’s a year old. We got him last year, after my grandfather died. While my parents have never been ones to ask each other for permission, they like to agree on things and the only reason my father agreed to let us bring Mango home was as a gift to my mother to help her during her loss- she’d always wanted an orange tabby. So he has a lot of emotional significance to her, since my dad doesn’t usually do gifts, at all. 
He is a sweet, playful boy. Yesterday morning, I noticed he was squatting everywhere, as if he was peeing in places he wasn’t supposed to, but all that was coming out was little droplets of blood. We called the vet ASAP and they had us rush him over. He ended up having a urinary blockage, and he had to pay $800 after all was said and done. This morning he was having the same problem, even after I gave him the meds the vet prescribed and I had to take him back in. I’ve been on unemployment since my job furloughed me, but didn’t qualify for the executive order for the $300 assistance because I only get $78 from unemployment. I have a carecredit account, and so does my mom, but we had to put them together to pay off the bill yesterday, and put in a bit extra. I have no idea what they will have to do to him this time or how much more it will cost. But we cannot afford it. 
I would offer commissions but I haven’t drawn in two years. If you can spare a little to help, my paypal link is https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/reani . If you can’t, that’s fine, a reblog would be really helpful– I have honestly watched other people need help and been unable to help myself, and I know how bad it can feel, but shit is rough for all of us, this year has been a kick in the face, there’s no reason to pile on to those bad feels. In all honesty, just the good sentiment and the reblog are a big help. 
Anyway, thank you for reading this. I’m sorry it’s a downer. Hug your cats, or dogs, or whatever animals bring you joy right now. Tell them I love them.

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Hey, so I know I’ve been pretty quiet on here, and I apologize that I’m only coming back for this– I plan to stick around, though. But tumblr has always been best for crowdfunding type things. 
I’ve been fairly quiet about my private life, but this is Mango. He’s a year old. We got him last year, after my grandfather died. While my parents have never been ones to ask each other for permission, they like to agree on things and the only reason my father agreed to let us bring Mango home was as a gift to my mother to help her during her loss- she’d always wanted an orange tabby. So he has a lot of emotional significance to her, since my dad doesn’t usually do gifts, at all. 
He is a sweet, playful boy. Yesterday morning, I noticed he was squatting everywhere, as if he was peeing in places he wasn’t supposed to, but all that was coming out was little droplets of blood. We called the vet ASAP and they had us rush him over. He ended up having a urinary blockage, and he had to pay $800 after all was said and done. This morning he was having the same problem, even after I gave him the meds the vet prescribed and I had to take him back in. I’ve been on unemployment since my job furloughed me, but didn’t qualify for the executive order for the $300 assistance because I only get $78 from unemployment. I have a carecredit account, and so does my mom, but we had to put them together to pay off the bill yesterday, and put in a bit extra. I have no idea what they will have to do to him this time or how much more it will cost. But we cannot afford it. 
I would offer commissions but I haven’t drawn in two years. If you can spare a little to help, my paypal link is https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/reani . If you can’t, that’s fine, a reblog would be really helpful– I have honestly watched other people need help and been unable to help myself, and I know how bad it can feel, but shit is rough for all of us, this year has been a kick in the face, there’s no reason to pile on to those bad feels. In all honesty, just the good sentiment and the reblog are a big help. 
Anyway, thank you for reading this. I’m sorry it’s a downer. Hug your cats, or dogs, or whatever animals bring you joy right now. Tell them I love them.

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what fresh fuckery is going on at The Onion 

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Does anyone else have a place in their mind, warm and comforting, where their primary OCs reside?

Not all of them, there aren’t castles big enough for that.  But I reckon we all have a few OCs that are just that little bit more precious than the others.  Perhaps they’re a proper self-insert into a world you love, or the person you’d like to live the rest of your life with.  Perhaps they’re your Problem Child, your Grumpy Hero, your Hot Mess.  Perhaps you’ve broken them over and over just to know that they’ll always get back up.  Perhaps you’ve given them everything only to take it away to see how they carry on.  Perhaps they’ve survived torment after torment, only for you to let them have everything they’ve ever wanted.  

Perhaps they came to you when you really needed them, to give you hope or strength when you were struggling to find it for yourself.  

Perhaps they come in pairs - forever together, or attached to a character that isn’t yours, but is just as much part of them as you are.  Perhaps they are alone.

You don’t always know which of your OCs will end up there - not all do.  But at some point, perhaps in the first few days of getting to know a new OC, perhaps longer, perhaps even months or years later, you realise that they’re a proper part of you now and you bring them into the room.

They may stay there, forgotten for a time, but you know they’re there because, one day, you’ll think about them again and it feels like home, brings a smile to your face and the sudden urge to go and reread/look at all the content you’ve ever created for them.

They are our muses, our projections, our hopes and our fears.  They are how we fight, how we explore and experiment, how we work through our feelings, how we find inspiration.

And perhaps I’m just feeling sentimental today, but I kind of want to thank them for being there when we needed them.  Which, I suppose, is the same as thanking ourselves for creating them.  Well done us.

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I’m posting this here because I’m honestly so sick and tired of this kind of thing. Especially in regards to endangered languages

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*sprinkling my traits throughout my ocs* this one is the kid in me and all my wonder. this one is my self-worth issues and anger. this one is my absolute desire to be over six feet tall