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now feels like a good time to reiterate that Iranians have been martyred by america + israel already, both empires that possess nuclear weapons, and that Iran does not have nuclear weapons. so now is not the time to joke about america getting nuked-- any retaliation on Iran's part is justified and the only way we escape this situation, but Iran is not going to nuke us, because the entire premise that Iran has nukes is how america justified bombing them and also the exact same rhetoric we used against Iraq and how we killed my countrysmen when there was again no evidence of nuclear warfare. New York City is not going to get fucking nuked. go listen to a podcast or something

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her name is Luna!

(SHE/HER) 🐆🏳️‍⚧️🌙

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as someone who is much too old to be enjoying classes with a bunch of teenagers, the thought of being summoned by the carriage as a full grown "i literally dropped out of college please don't give me grades or I'll cry" adult is such a funny idea. like, no ill definitely take that custodian job that you offered a child, Crowley. give me that full room and board. you're not too proud to live in a ramshackle house that comes with a free cat roommate. that sounds fantastic.

being actual nrc staff sounds like so much fun. these guys are quirky and weird but they're all so unique that you can't help but enjoy each of them. Crowley may be sort of useless but like, his heart(?) is kinda maybe in the right place. Crewel might gives you nervous hives because he's sooooo pretty and that thing he throws around makes your skin crawl but like... he's cool. Trein may appear to be a hardass (and he is) but unlike everyone ELSE on campus, he's genuinely not a bad guy. he's pretty nice for being an old man. he's got loving daughters and a cat and YOU have fake adoption papers. Vargas is. Vargas. you have to admire a man in his adult years that keeps up with his training. back in your world you were nothing more than a couch potato but look at you now. you can run a mile without collapsing in a puddle of sweat. he means well when he forces you to eat eggs with him. and then there's Sam. man what a cool dude. you're the first one he comes to when he needs a helping hand and he pays you so well for what little you do. he's a real brother in arms in this capitalistic society. easy on the eyes too.

but anyways!! these kids need actually good direct adult influences which you could totalllyy provide. you know those sitcoms with the words of wisdom from that weird guy that's on the other side of the fence? yeah that sounds like fun. you could totally pull that off. 1

you need money cause Crowley forget your paycheck? hey, azul. adults have different labor laws so that means you can work past 10 during the week days AND can operate a ladder and box cutter. you wanna hire us sooooo bad it makes azul look stupid.

also lilia gets another cooky adult to hang out. it's a win, win. let's raise a pet rock together or something. give silver a brother.

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1st year ramshackle student kuzco who steals your dorm for his personal waterpark

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how it feels trying to explain to people that using slurs (including misgendering people on purpose) is always wrong even if the person you're calling a slur sucks major ass

no, your use of "theyfab" was not justified because you said it to a transmisogynist.

no, that time you misgendered a trans woman was not justified because she had a scandal.

hope this helps!

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what happens is:

-fatphobic limits on weight for trans surgeries are implemented due to fatphobic doctors and a medical establishment that refuses to train physicians to work with fat bodies

-hospitals and clinics and those that work there reproduce these limits as factual and create the conditions for disordered eating and related self-harm among trans people, and uphold systems of antifatness, cisheteropatriarchy, white supremacy, and abled-normativity that render the only 'correctly' binarily sexgendered people as thin

-trans people with disordered eating practices are doubly pathologized and marked as contagion vectors, hysterical, deviant, and delusional, in need only of "recovery" via force-feeding to be cured both of disordered eating and transness

-trans people are thus pushed further from access to life-saving medical care and, in the best cases, instead funneled into an ed industrial complex that routinely abuses even its most privileged subjects, nevermind those already abjected

-trans people either remain in diagnosis-induced epistemic limbo, die of their eds, die by suicide, and/or remain "too fat" to access surgery, knowing that the next time they go back seeking xyz transmedical intervention, they will get the same recommendation to "diet" –– which, make no mistake, is in effect a recommendation to die.

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I don't know how long this will last, but all I hear is: Iran, Israel, America... as if Gaza doesn't exist, as if the world has forgotten the people suffering there.

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I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"

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Another one yay!!

Music club jpeg (⁠　⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠☞

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me when we start eating billionaires and i have to kill gomez addams

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too many posts on here implying that autistic people are inherently smarter/more moral/better at communicating than neurotypical people are. it’s giving benevolent sexism but for ableism this time

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a yuu who never became a true student, whose job never changed. a magicless janitor with their annoying little sidekick.

its crazy to think about how the trajectory of your life could completely change just because someone chose not to take the time to bully you for being uneducated. no charred statute or shattered chandeliers, all one hundred windows squeaky clean and streakless. no monsters, no bonding, no cauldron, no nothing.

but you had no knowledge of this possible outcome, especially when it was something directly out of your control.

you would have quickly befriended the ghosts however. that wouldn't have changed. they were your roommates and one of the few people willing to give you the time of day. you spent your days cleaning after hundreds of students and faculty, ignoring the stares and whispers as you picked up every single piece of discarded trash they left for you. you kept your head down. were you lonely? no, because you had no idea how alone you actually could be.

there was no duo yelling in your ear. hell, if you were even aware, you'd see that they didn't even sit at the same lunch table.

at night, you would study. a few of the teachers, trein in particular, took something akin to pity on you and offered you left over work packets to help with what you were reading. a glossary of information that he claimed were entry level but you both knew he had made it for you. what student would need entry level information in a prestigious magic academy?

another teacher offered you a place in their classroom to put what you learned to practical use while they graded papers. despite how he waved off your thanks, you could tell that he felt bad for you at least a little.

the only thing that remained a constant in your life, regardless of how the story played out, was the familiar visitor that would grace your rundown ramshackle home a few times a month. he appeared skittish at first, almost embarrassed that he had been caught by a stranger skulking around at night but you were quick to stop him from disappearing the first night. you were desperate for any sort of contact with the outside world that you had grasped the back of his sleeve before he could turn away unaware of faux pas.

"please don't go!" your voice was hoarse from lack of use, the words scratchy against the back of your throat but malleus could see the desperation in your eyes, pupils blown wide, "would you... um, maybe like a cup of tea?"

there are a few constants regardless of what fate the universes could give.

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hmmmm...not sure about that

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Bisexuality strongest soldier. Art for a Pride event on Twitter.

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