s0ckpupp3t
s0ckpupp3t
i am present in this space i guess
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just some dude who likes rocks and spiderman a lot. i write sometimes. (21) (he/him)
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s0ckpupp3t · 9 days ago
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like to charge reblog to cast
donald trump will die on july 20th 2025 at 1pm pacific standard time
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s0ckpupp3t · 24 days ago
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"written by a man" "written by a woman" clearly i was written by a middle schooler working some things out because WHAT THE FUCK GODDAMNIT WHAT THE HELL
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s0ckpupp3t · 3 months ago
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i'm in a dnd session and we're doing high-level largee-scale warfare, and our wildfire druid is doing wildfire things, burning stuff, and had earlier cast Wrath of Nature to treip up the enemy, and the enemy casted Blight to kill the vines. Because the vines are being maintained by a spell, it was going to be a contested spellcasting check
Druid: Hey DM, do dead vines burn faster?
DM: Well, yeah, they're all dried out.
Druid: I autofail.
We took a break to celebrate him
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s0ckpupp3t · 4 months ago
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[OC Reference]
New character time: Damascus the Orc Samurai! 🌸🌹 I’ve been super hyper fixated on him and his campaign coming back online, i can’t wait to play and show him off more as his campaign is now back online!
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s0ckpupp3t · 6 months ago
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Briana Boston didn't threaten anyone.
When my grandmother was sent a death threat through text message, I reported it to the police. The officer told me that "it's not considered a death threat unless the message mentions a weapon and a deadline".
As a result, they didn't do anything. Not even a verbal warning to that person.
Or, there's a double standard when it comes to billionaires and big corporations. Who'd have thought.
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s0ckpupp3t · 8 months ago
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Project 2025 ain't gonna roll out all at once. So what we're gonna wanna do is make passing each individual part of it as difficult as possible, so there's less to undo once we finally get this country back on the rails.
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s0ckpupp3t · 8 months ago
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trump dies of congestive heart failure before being sworn in charge to like cast to reblog
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s0ckpupp3t · 8 months ago
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The semi-prevelant idea in recent queer discourse that "trans men hold power within the patriarchy and are oppressors" is eerily close to the TERF talking point that "trans men transition to escape misogyny", it just feels rebranded to be 'trans-supportive'.
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s0ckpupp3t · 8 months ago
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my favorite movie is still the first one i ever saw in a theater with my mom. i wear the flannel my dad gave me to work every day. i drink pineapple fanta when i'm homesick because it's my best friend's favorite. every time i hear a motorcycle, i yell "shut the fuck up [friend's name]", even though i know its not his bike. i always listen to metallica while i brush my teeth because i picked up the habit from my dad. i wear my hair the way i do because my little brother once asked me if i could do "Anakin braids" when my hair was long enough. the septum i wear used to belong to someone i don't talk to anymore but was once my best friend. i still make french toast the way my uncle taught me. i still make grilled cheese the way my ex used to, because i haven't found a better way. i still own a movie my dad hates because i forced him to watch it to death with me as a toddler. i still think about my best friend in second grade. i hope he's doing well, i hope he's happy, i hope we'd still be best friends. i am not just a museum of everyone i have loved, but an art exhibit. i am the expression of all the people who have laid their hands on my heart, and they are not echoes, they are not frozen history, they are ebbing and flowing and growing and living with me, and they have changed me, and they have become mine as the way paint belongs to the canvas, everyone who i have loved and has loved me in turn writing "i was here" on the walls. i love you and i have loved you and i will keep loving you in this unknowing way, even if we are strangers, because i was here.
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s0ckpupp3t · 9 months ago
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Thanks, Anon!
-submit your poll!-
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s0ckpupp3t · 9 months ago
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A Final Plea from the Heart of Hell: Save Us Before Hope Dies 💔🔥
Hi, I'm Hani 🤗
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I am Hani, a 26-year-old young man from Gaza. I no longer have anything but words, written by a trembling hand ✍️. The war didn’t just destroy our lives; it took everything from us. Our home, the refuge that once sheltered us, is now a pile of rubble 🏚️. My car, my only source of livelihood, was destroyed in a sudden strike 🚗, and the work that once sustained us is now a distant memory 💼.
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Today, I live in an unending nightmare. Under a sun that burns everything in its path 🌞🔥, my family and I sit in a worn-out tent, a tent that neither shields us from the summer heat nor the winter cold ❄️. Insects 🦟 invade the place, diseases consume our bodies 🩺, and my younger siblings cry from hunger and thirst 🍞💧. We have no clean water, nor a crumb of bread to ease our hunger. Each passing day deepens the weight of this hell we live in.
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My Little Brother is Dying of Fear 😨
My little brother, seven years old, is dying of fear. His eyes never stop crying 😢. Every morning, with a voice choked by tears, he asks me: "When will we go back to our home?" But I have no answer. Every look in his eyes 👁️, every tear that falls from them 💧, crushes my heart 💔. How can I explain to him that the hope which once was our lifeline has now turned into nothing but a mirage?
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The Night Only Adds to Our Pain 🌙
The night doesn’t bring us rest, it only adds to our pain. We sleep on hard ground, feeling the in every bone of our bodies 🥶, with nothing but pieces of cardboard 📦 to cover us. My older sister cries in silence 🥺 as she watches the future fade before her eyes. My sick mother, in desperate need of medical care 🩺💊, suffers in complete silence. My father, who was once the pillar of our family 👨‍👧‍👦, is now confined by his own weakness, unable to move or work.
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We Are Nearing the End ⚰️
Every day we live brings us one step closer to the end. Death surrounds us from every side: if not from hunger 🍽️, then from illness 🦠. And if not from illness, then from the despair that devours our souls.
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Where is Humanity? Where is the World? 🌍💔
Where are the people of compassion? Are you waiting for us to vanish into the depths of this suffering? Are you waiting until death takes us before you act? We are drowning, and we don’t have enough strength to scream for help 🆘. Will you let this cry go unanswered? 😭
Your donation today is our last thread of hope. Thanks to a few people, I was able to buy a simple phone 📱 to reach out to you, but the bitter truth is that what I and my family need is much greater. We are not asking for much; just enough to save our lives from this hell 🔥. Every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death for us 👐.
Don’t Let Us Disappear in the Darkness of Suffering 🌑
Don’t let our story end here. Be the light that guides us to salvation 🕯️✨.
With every tear, with every pain, I write this final plea to you, 
Hani
My campaign vetted by @gazavetters link vetted
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s0ckpupp3t · 10 months ago
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Wavelite
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s0ckpupp3t · 10 months ago
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I'll Love the Mess
Everyone loves pomegranates They’re sweet and tart and wonderful Until you break one open and decide against it Because it isn’t worth the sticky, red, mess I’ll still pry apart the flesh with my fingers, Root through the pith for every seed Because the mess is worth the reward And I’ve never minded dirty hands Stain my skin, my tongue, my teeth with magenta Remind me that you once touched me, That my lips once tasted you Let the sweet fruit linger a while Let me dream of sweetness and pink–dyed flesh I don’t want it to wash away These stains are art across my palms, Too discoloring the fabric of my memory I hope the red doesn’t wash from the counter Let me remember the struggle it took For just the indulgence of something sweet And let me taste the pomegranate on my lips again
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s0ckpupp3t · 11 months ago
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Raw Zebra calcite crystal from Nuevo Leon in Mexico.
Credit: New Moon Beginnings
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s0ckpupp3t · 11 months ago
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hey. You should love trans women more than you hate terfs. You should love trans men more than you hate radfems. You should love nonbinary people more than you hate conservatives. You should love intersex people more than you hate bio-essentialists.
That’s all
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s0ckpupp3t · 11 months ago
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s0ckpupp3t · 1 year ago
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"What does DSD mean?"
It means "Disorders of Sexual Development"; this is what intersex bodies are denoted as in a medical context. Most doctors don't even know the word intersex.
This term is harmful.
This term is intersexist.
This term is not preferred by us.
The term “DSD” is one of the many ways in which intersex people are told we don’t exist as whole fully-formed people in our natural bodies. The medical establishment attempts to sort us as male or female; the only way to do this is to denote our intersex traits as disordered. Which implies we must be “fixed”. Framing intersex bodies as a problem and a disorder will always lead to violence against intersex people.
You may have heard the term “DSD” be used to stand for “Differences of Sexual Development”, this is not what the term was originally coined to mean, it is backpedaling in a poor attempt to appease those who dislike the actual meaning of the term. This is not a preferred term due to the fact it is the same acronym.
The term DSD was chosen over intersex in 2005 at a conference where intersex people were barred from attending. It was then included into the DSM-V, and adopted across all medical fields, without any input from intersex people themselves.
The community is actively fighting back against this term.
We do not like that it is the accepted label, I personally consider it derogatory. The vast majority of us prefer the term intersex. If you see someone using the term DSD, they likely align themselves with bigoted spaces, and believe in the pathologization of intersex bodies, which is the dominant medical standard.
Please recognize that otherwise reputable medical sources use this terminology and believe we should be "fixed". This is not a source to cite as to why DSD is correct, this is an oppressive stain that reminds us that our movement for liberation is in the fucking toilet. This is BAD.
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Do not be afraid to challenge the medical field. Things never improve without pushback.
Black people are STILL believed to feel less pain, this is in currently used medical textbooks, and causes black people's pain to not be taken seriously.
People with cluster B personality disorders used to be lobotomized.
Homosexuality used to be called 'homophilia' and was treated with electroshock therapy.
A woman showing literally any emotion would be slapped with a hysteria diagnosis and all her feelings and concerns were immediately discredited.
The medical filed is not perfect and unchallengable, especially around matters of minority groups.
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