#Neutral products

[nariism]

wriothesley isn't one for grand displays of affection, whether it be through his actions or his words.

to the public eye, the two of you are nothing more than co-workers who take their lunch break at the same time. two people who have something to discuss at 3:00 pm every day (which is coincidentally the time for his tea break, as many have pointed out).

you're the first one at his door with piles of paperwork when the morning shift starts. you're the last one out of his office at the end of the day.

to the rest of the fortress, your relationship is superficial—a rumour passed on from old inmates to new ones that the warden and his assistant are secretly married.

it's always laughed off the same way: why would they ever have a reason to keep that a secret?

it's become a sort of inside joke between the two of you since the silly rumour started floating around.

"i overheard some people in the cafeteria talking about us again."

"did you say anything to them?"

you smile, placing down two boxes of welfare meals on the desk. "why would i? it's more fun to let them believe what they want."

"it doesn't bother you?" wriothesley watches you from the corner of his eye as you open them, grimacing at your meal and your bad luck.

"not really," you say, looking at him curiously. "does it bother you?"

he snorts, uncrossing his arms so he can gather you into his arms for the first time since you dropped off papers in the morning.

"nah," he hums, burying his face into the crook of your neck—the place where he seeks solace first when holding you.

"you're crushing me," you laugh, allowing him to press you into the desk with his arms squeezing you terribly tight. you wheeze dramatically and he pulls away with a grumble.

"come on, let me have this. i haven't seen you since your shift started."

"that was only a few hours ago..."

he pouts. "so you didn't miss me?"

"i didn't say that." you pinch his nose and he engulfs you again under his weight, scooping you closer to him with his arms around your waist this time.

"imagine if one of your guards saw us like this. what would happen to this grand mystery surrounding our relationship?" you sigh, hopping up onto the desk while he slots himself comfortably between your legs.

wriothesley can only chuckle. "then you would owe me three hundred coupons."

"seriously? you still remember that bet?" it was made ages ago, after all. a wager that no one would find out the truth before the end of the year.

"aw, don't be such a poor sport. three hundred coupons is nothing. need i remind you that you're married to the warden?"

"no," you breathe, holding him by the cheeks so you can press your lips to the corner of his mouth. "i don't know where you heard that false rumour, by the way. did an inmate tell you?"

your teasing makes him roll his eyes. he tackles you into a hug again. "oh hush already."

turns out that some rumours really are true.

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms

[yourlocalabomination]

Discord sketch requests- Take Emma and Ted with glasses.

[spooksicl-e]

but first, watson, we smoke.

no, we don’t.

yes, we do.

we don’t.

we must.

[missunstar]

ig: silkonme

[poorlittleyaoyao]

I'm also sad right now because, unlike in the novel where everyone totally sucks, someone DOES speak directly to Qin Su in CQL's treasure room scene. When Wei Wuxian comes up to check on her and confirm that she's not under a spell, he whispers "Jin-furen?" to her in concern. She doesn't acknowledge him, which feels weird, right? Why wouldn't she latch onto a potential source of help, especially one whom she knows is now affiliated with the influential Hanguang-jun since she saw them together during the banquet earlier?

EXCEPT

One of CQL's changes is to make Qin Su the target of Mo Xuanyu's unwanted advances instead of Jin Guangyao. So Qin Su, already having an awful time due to the incest marriage revelations, is now (as far as she knows) being addressed by her harasser whom she now knows is also a half-brother. No wonder she's not engaging! It's ANOTHER INCEST SITUATION! And everyone else is just standing there, except for Su Minshan, who snidely remarks "So Mo-gongzi brought us into the chamber just to see Jin-furen!" which! underscores! her probable concerns!

And I'm sad about it because maybe, if the Suibian reveal had somehow happened SOONER--if Jin Guangyao had replaced the head with something that attacked Wei Wuxian when he pulled back the curtain, forcing him to grab Suibian in defense, maybe--and Qin Su knew Wei Wuxian for who he was, then things would have gone differently!

[sole-production-ut]

Friskverse? Maybe (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)

Art by apples

Core!Frisk - @dokudoki

Player - @/yunan

Neutral!Frisk - @yugogeer012

Nelson - @sole-production-ut

Goopy Soul - @goopytale-au

[horizon-verizon]

Ryan Condal, Miguel Sapochnik and Sara Hess are repulsive centrists and liberals who vomited all over a story about misogyny destroying a woman’s life to woobify and whitewashe a sex offender who committed femicide and turned into into “akshly both sides are bad”.

We had a story depicting how Rhaenyra dealt with misogyny from the Greens and hideous misogynistic slurs from her brothers insulting her genitals and calling her a “whore” every two seconds, now we have those violent male misogynists whitewashed and called “misunderstood” or bullied”.

The truth is that a lot of writers are like this in the industry and thus there's a lot of sexistly-written media that aren't overt or intentionally that way in the mainstream--has been for years--but my issue w/HotD is that:

this is quite obviously a tale about the consequences of male mobilized violence against a women who wants to have the same/similar powers and autonomy in her society as a man, so yes it'd be conducive for a person who knows, understands, and is willing to really lean into the very basic existence of misogyny being the reason how/why Rhaenyra loses & Dany ends up a bridal slave to a totally different people WITHOUT also leaving Rhaenyra to be so emotionally un-defiant

the writers claimed that they were feminist-ly writing and adapting the tale, when most of the decisions they made are very much not...esp sexist

they refuse to really display GRRM's style of fantasy--plus that fantasy deserves to be fantasy, no matter who's watching--is not grim dark but more like 80s fanciful maximalism...there's a way to "modernize" that without sacrificing the touch of color, visual grace, light!

Rhaenyra is already heavily maligned as to encourage the sexism against her or to justify the patriarchal violence done to her. as well as reinforce the idea of men-only sociopolitical rule and domination over most other people in a hierarchy....

Like, any story but this one....

[quazkers]

THE LITTLEST ACTIONS

GN!Reader and Diluc ; Fluff x10 "Are these possible signs he's in love with me?"

These past few months your good friend Diluc has been acting a bit odd. Not in a angsty or rude way, more like signs that tend to get your heart beating in a odd fasten pattern. Hopeless romantic you decided to visit Lisa for a talk, hoping maybe she can explain the reasoning on why your friendship with Diluc seems to be moving up a couple of steps than you expected.

"Pft-" Lisa brought up a hand to her face, trying to conceal her laughter. "Wha- What are you laughing for!? I came here for you to help me, not to laugh at me!" You said, a bit embarrassed. Was there something you weren't seeing that others could clearly note?

"Why don't you repeat everything again, and maybe you'll finally notice." Lisa calmed down, taking a sip from her teacup as she looked at you. You mumbled something under your breath before taking a breath, preparing to explain once more.

𓂃 # IS THERE SOMETHING ON MY FACE?

Both you and Diluc decided to head out to eat for lunch together. You both sat outside Good Hunter, enjoying the meals peacefully. The silence was peaceful, though you couldn't help but look toward Diluc, who was staring at you with this look in his eyes. You tried to ignore it, though each time you took a bite out of your food you couldn't help but feel a bit flustered.

"Uh- Uhm, Diluc?" You asked, placing your fork down. You saw him flinched a bit, before he burst into a series of coughs. You didn't see him stopping any time soon and quickly rushed over to his side to help.

Sara stared from behind her counter, witnessing the whole scene unfold.

"BAHAHHAHAHA-" Lisa almost spat her tea out from laughing. "Hey! I didn't know what to do alright!" You covered your face with your hands, flustered. Lisa quickly took a napkin and cleaned herself, before clearing her throat. "I'll certainly have to visit Sara to hear more about what happened-" You glared at Lisa, quickly shutting her up. "Any who- Continue with the next one." Lisa said, waving her hand for you to continue.

𓂃 # YOU'RE ALWAYS WELCOMED.

You walked over to Diluc's manor, trying to return something he had left at your place. You were meant to tell him yesterday that you were gonna stop by to drop off his coat, though he had rushed off to continue his duties before you could tell him.

The view of the manor came within view, and the smell of grapes filled your nose. A sense of nostalgia always filled you when you came over to visit. Though this time you couldn't help but wonder if Diluc was home.

'It would be nice to see him today...' You thought as you were now in front of the door. Before you could knock on the door, it quickly swung open.

"[Name?]" Diluc stared at you, his eyes widened a bit in surprise. "What brings you here?"

"Oh! Diluc! You scared me for a bit haha.." You put a hand over your heart, recovering from the shock you had felt. "Ah.. Sorry," Diluc looked over to what you had in your hands. "Oh, my coat. Have you came here to return it?" He asked. You nodded, handing him his coat.

"I was gonna tell you I still had your coat though you ran off before I can finish," You smiled softly. "Sorry about that. Something urgent came up-" Diluc scratched his cheek, returning your smile.

"Hm? Is that [name]?" A familiar voice came behind Diluc. Adelinde came into view, a smile present on her voice. "[Name]! It has been a while since I've seen you! How are you doing?" She cheerfully said. "I've been well Adelinde! Sorry that I haven't been able to visit lately. My work has been a mess these days." You chuckled, returning Adelinde's smile.

"It certainly is starting to get dark! Why don't you join Master Diluc for dinner?" She asked, continuing to have an innocent smile on her face. Diluc's eyes widened a bit once more, looking toward Adelinde.

You looked toward Diluc, seeing a hint of red in his ears, though it might just be his hair. "I would love to but I'm sure Diluc is busy-" "I wouldn't mind." Diluc interrupted your sentence before you could finish, clearing his throat. You began to heat up a bit.

"Well then! I'll start preparing the table!" Adelinde clapped her hands together before taking her leave.

You smiled, watching her take her leave. "You know- You're always welcomed here [name]." Diluc said, avoiding eye contact. You stepped through the doors, your face heating up.

"Hm~? I'm quite suspicious on how you had the Master Diluc's coat at your place." Lisa smirked, a mischievous look on her face. You had an annoyed expression on your face as you sipped your tea. "Are you gonna share or-?" Lisa poked at you, waiting for an answer. "Fine fine! Last one!"

𓂃 # THANK THE RAIN.

You ran through the rain, finding shelter under a small part under a roof. You groaned, realizing you had forgotten your umbrella at home. "Looks like I'll have to run through the rain or wait it out." You said, silently praying a better option pops up, and thank the gods who answered your prayer quickly.

"Forgotten your umbrella again?" A familiar voice popped up beside you. You quickly turned, seeing a familiar red blotch of hair. "Ahahaha, you know me." You chuckled, looking at Diluc. Some rustling sounds were made until Diluc started to place his coat on you.

"Eh? Don't you need this?" You questioned, trying to process his actions. "I'll be alright." Diluc looked away from you. You smiled softly, a warm feeling embracing your heart. "I should get going now then, thank you a lot Diluc." Before you left, you grabbed Diluc's arm softly, turning him towards you. Your lips came into contact to his cheek quickly, leaving a warm feeling.

You ran off toward the direction of your home, leaving a flustered Diluc behind.

He reached out before bringing his hand to the spot where you had left a quick kiss, a soft smile present on his face.

"Ohohoho~ I didn't take you as the confident one," Lisa giggled as you focused on your cup of tea. "How adorable you two are. I'm quite surprised how you manage to get Master Diluc melt within your presence, hehe." Lisa continued to mess with you, your face heating up after each comment.

A knock on the door saved you from Lisa's antics. A creaking noise was then heard as the door slowly opened. There stood a knight, with an envelope in his hand. "I have an important message for... [Name]?"

"That would be me," You smiled. The knight walked over and handed you the envelope quickly, before bowing and taking his leave.

"Oooo, what does it say?" Lisa stood up and walked over to you, looking over your shoulder.

Your name was written elegantly on the envelope. You took your time opening it, a sheet of paper slipping out. "Meet me at Starsnatch Cliff when the sun begins to set. I'll be patiently waiting for your arrival. -Diluc." The familiar hand writing had already hinted on who it was in the beginning.

"Looks like you should start running there~" Lisa giggled, pointing toward the window.

"Ack! Thank you for the help Lisa! I'll return it later!" You quickly gathered your stuff, rushing out the door.

"Ah, young romance,"

[stresslitzia]

hey kh tumblr. We know Darkness has a smell. but.

[slutfactory]

aight stalker!kakyoin hcs since y'all were begging for it in my ask box. we jumpin right into the horny, too. sorry if some of it doesn't make sense, i wrote this at 1AM

✦ watching you has become an addictive habit of his. so much to the point that he watches you whenever he can, and will do anything to be able to do so.

✦ kakyoin has his own house, but rented out a house close to yours, so he could spy on you. more often than not, he watches you through your bedroom window with a telescope. if he's lucky, he can see you getting (un)dressed; and as a pervert would, he jerks off to your probably half nude body.

✦ going to work after doing what's mentioned above is hard for him—not as hard as he was, though. whenever you tousle his hair or smile at him, he can't help but wonder if you'd hate him if you found out about his obsession with you.

✦ sometimes the thought of you finding out about him, and calling him disgusting creeps into his mind; your usual content smile turning into a scowl when you look at him—and he nearly creams himself everytime.

✦ kakyoin isn't particularly a fan of thievery, but he couldn't help stealing one of your jackets. he hid it in one of his desk drawers, and when it was time to clock out, he rushed out to his car to avoid being seen with it. he drove about a fourth of the way home before he ended up pulling over on the side of the road to touch himself as he inhaled your scent.

i might do a second part, so be on the lookout for that.

[oh-hush-its-perfect]

INVALID reasons to dislike Taylor Swift as a person:

You don't like her music

You think her fans are obnoxious/annoying

You believe she is not being genuine about liking/appreciating her fanbase or the awards she has received

You didn't fact-check that "study" that claimed she emitted 8,000 tons of carbon via her private jet (I read the article by Yard— not only do they not source their methodology, but other climate experts have come up with completely different estimates, averaging around 1,000 tons)

You believe Taylor Swift (the person) is guilty of queerbaiting

You don't think non-Black people have any place at all in hip-hop

She has friends who are mostly also rich white people

She has had a lot of boyfriends in the past and seems to have moved on from her partner of six years very quickly

She sometimes plays the victim

You think heartbreak is all she writes about

VALID reasons to dislike Taylor Swift as a person:

You believe Taylor Swift (the brand) is guilty of queerbaiting and that Taylor Swift (the person) is content with this business strategy

1,000 tons of carbon is still A LOT to emit and Swift should be more responsible with her footprint, ESPECIALLY now that she's touring

The music video for "Shake it Off" features what many people consider racially insensitive material, disputably using traditionally Black and Latine styles of dance as the butt of the joke and Black and Latine women as props

Swift was politically quiet for years, allowing white supremacists and nationalists to claim her as one of their own and declare her their "Aryan goddess" (though this could be blamed on her marketing team, considering they did not allow her to be politically active until 2018— and she did denounce racists in interviews prior to making her Democratic opinions public)

She is currently dating white singer/songwriter Matt Healy, who has been accused of a) saying the n-word, b) doing a Nazi salute on stage "ironically—" and there is video evidence of this, though it's difficult to tell if it's actually a Nazi salute or just a regular gesture to which he didn't give much thought, c) making fun of fat people, and d) making fun of black women. And probably more of which I'm not aware.

The music video for "You Need to Calm Down" portrays a very naive view of bigotry as angry people holding signs (and a somewhat classist view of bigotry as well, considering the appearance of the "homophobes") and uses queer people as props

She's a rich white liberal and is guilty of many of the sins typical of most rich white liberals

She has played the victim as a white woman and vilified black men (specifically Kanye West) in the process

You believe her releasing new songs like "Mr. Perfectly Fine" and the 10 minute version of "All Too Well" has encouraged harassment of men she dated over a decade ago and there was no need to rehash this hurt.

You believe that the academies (i.e. the Grammys, the VMAs, etc.) are biased towards her as a white woman and she has not done enough to combat or even acknowledge this racism

She has engaged in LGBTQ+ erasure by having one of her brand's official accounts call straight couples "lavender," even though that is a queer phrase, following the announcement of her song "Lavender Haze" and by using the queer dog whistle "hairpin drop" in a song even though she is assumed to be straight, reducing the saying's meaning.

You just don't like her vibes (NOTE: this is a valid reason to dislike her in your personal life, but NOT to diss her)

More can be added to both lists. Please note that many people acknowledge all of the flaws above listed and like her anyway because, as it is important to understand, she is human and will often make mistakes. Doing any one of these things do not make her a "bad person," and dividing people into "good" and "bad" categories— especially people who you don't know— is very binary and unnuanced; however, they do make her a flawed person, and people, Swifties and non-Swifties, have a right to make of that what they will.

[anonymoushotsexyperson]

GROWING UP A FAT GIRL IN THE Y2K ERA

I know peoples attention spans suck so don't worry im adding sections. So you can scroll through and just read whatever intrigues you if you can't commit to the whole thing!!

this post will talk about my experiences growing up as a fat girl and just a little bit about how it effected my relationship to my body as I grew up as well as the struggles of fatness intersecting with racism and ableism as well as very briefly touching on the wojack giving fat girl backshots meme going around!

SECTION 1 THE BEGINNING OF MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BODY AND HOW FAT PHOBIA EFFECTED IT.

My first experience with fat phobia I remember consciously is around the ages of 6 or 7. My mother and father had recently divorced and I was growing into myself more and more everyday getting stronger, smarter, limbs getting longer, body getting bigger. I was going through growth spurts. I would chub up a little then id grow a few inches, chub, grow, chub grow. Seems like a pretty normal concept or idea to manage right? Well not for the average y2k adult. Everyone would always make comments to my mother or out of fear of being judged for being a bad parent she would bring it up herself. I remember my mothers response to the comments about my body. "she is stress eating because of the divorce!" was always her reply... and giiiiirl no the fuck I wasn't. I was not really that effected by my mom and dads divorce till later on. At that age as long as I was surrounded by most of my family and I had YouTube much else didn't matter to me and kind of went over my head if i'm being real with you. Hey I'm a kid though who knows maybe I was stress eating and just had no idea what to call it at the time and then don't remember but honestly, if my memory is serving me correctly I used to be so confused when she said that! If I was eating a little more it was probably because I was GROWING INTO MY BODY MAYBE?? That was my first run in which followed up with many more, like when my dad made me step on a scale in the living room of his new home strangers -that later became family- walking around, free to stare at whatever the number said. "If you don't lose weight you are coming to live with me." Still echoes through my head, I was about 7. It doesn't stop there I was being called a cow at school, or by my older brothers at home during petty fights we'd have. Some how none of the insults really stuck like that (besides the situation with my dad). They definitely hit me, but if I denied that they did then that counts as dodging them right? Growing up I always thought I wasn't that heavily effected by the raging and rampant fat phobia permeating through the y2k, but in reality it caused me to start neglecting my body all together. Up until the summer between 7th and 8th grade I never looked at myself in the mirror. Maybe a quick glance but I would never fixate on my appearance. Now hyper fixating on your appearance can be unhealthy but so is pretending you don't have one at all which was the type of timing I was on. Fat phobia among other factors was the leading cause of what became a history of neglecting myself.

SECTION 2 DEVELOPING AN EATING DISORDER AS A FAT PERSON

scroll to the next section if you want to avoid triggers!

The effect fat phobia had on me didn't really start to show on the surface until 7th-8th grade. My girlfriend had an eating disorder and she was living with me at the time because her family was homeless (we were closeted as best friends). She didn't encourage my eating disorder but it was kind of a monkey see monkey do kind of thing, she made me start to consider it. At that age range I was looking for different ways to destroy myself as well as connect with my peers and some how those too things strongly intersected as the glamorization of self harm and mental illness was at an all time high. I'm not sure why twelve to thirteen yearly anon wanted to destroy themselves so bad but I think if anything it stemmed from a need for control over my surroundings. At this age my home life wasn't the best. I forgot how, but I think maybe through just looking up depressing quotes in general I found the infamous Ana and Mia. Oh and trust me Cassie Ainsworth from skins did not help AT ALL. CUE THE INFAMOUS GIF:

TW CASSIE AINSWSORTH GIF:

even LOOKING FOR THIS GIF BEGAN TO STIR SOMETHING INSIDE ME OH MY GOD??

The worst part about being a fat girl with an eating disorder is how proud of me everyone was. "Anon you're getting so slim!" "Anon look at you slimming out see I knew it was just baby fat!". My friends knew of my ed so they would never compliment me for it or really talk about my body in general, probably half because of my ed but also half because I was still fat and not considered desirable or something to be jealous of regardless of if I lost a few pounds. But my family complimented my figure a lot as I slimmed and I got less fat jokes and the doctor was happy and people did treat me a little different. JUST a little cuz I was still fat but a noticeable enough change in the way people treated me for me to want to keep going and indulge myself deeper in my unhealthy habits.

But yeah long story short I developed an ed and I thought I was so fat and gross and disgusting and dude I look back at myself and why was my body LICHRALLAY SO T??? I honestly wasn't even morbidly obese or anything (which I am now BECAUSE of my eating disorder but fuck it we ball and also I ENJOY BEING FAT I knowww plot twist right?) also you minors in the ed community YES YOU take NOTE at this next part: I was literally just growing into my body... but then I fucked up my metabolism really bad and completely skewed my relationship with health, dieting, and workout culture so i'm either doing too much or not enough. So not only did my metabolism get utterly destroyed but having to learn how to take care of myself from scratch ended up destroying all the progress made and here I am literally 60 pounds heavier than I was back then and i've dropped weight since i've developed a healthier relationship with my body so if we are keeping it a buck until about a year ago I had accumulated about 100 pounds of weight since my pre ed days because of the effects the eating disorder had on me ! (oh and I have heart problems now not from being fat but from attempting to become skinny the wrong way! if you fast and binge or fast and do cardio and feel your heart beating like that... if you know you know...yeah you're fucking up your heart and need to stop like right now girly!) SO yeah I am a recovering anorexic with some bulimic symptoms. Though even after developing my eating disorder my issues with body image didn't really really affect me until later on.

SECTION 3 THE SOCIALIZATION OF FATNESS/THE INTERSECTIONAL STRUGGLE BETWEEN MY BLACKNESS AND FATNESS/ BECOMING THE DUFF/ WOJACK MEME.

Along side subconsciously neglecting myself I would also publicly portray myself as very tough skinned and overly confident all throughout middle and high school as a defense mechanism when in reality I was pretty indifferent toward myself and extremely sensitive. I think that my tough exterior wasn't only due to me being fat but also being a black woman although I am biracial/light skinned in complexion I feel like I was still hyper masculinized due to my blackness especially growing up in an area where I was closer in proximity to blackness then a large majority of my counterparts. I feel like a lot of my aggression and flamboyancy came from constantly being in a state of self defense and also subconsciously feeling like I had to play the role that was written for me or else I wouldn't be loved or appreciated or wanted. By the role that was written for me i'm talking about Precious, Rasputia, Mercedes Jones, Ivy Wentz, the stereotype of being the fat black women, and for my non black fat baddies for you this would be The DUFF role. This is when you're known as the flamboyant friend with the attitude that everyones scared to make the butt of the joke because she is NOT afraid to snap you in two. The stereotype isn't entirely wrong i'm sure a lot of people fall into it for the same reason as me but then it becomes our main character trait, and that mixed into a juicy cocktail of dehumanization of fat bodies turns you into the friends the skinny girls bring to the club to scare off ugly dudes as if you're a bodyguard and are immune to sexual or physical assault because you're fat!

So I grew up neglecting my body because of fat phobia developed a life altering eating disorder because of how romanticized they were due to fat phobia, and spent my whole life being guys secret crush, or the "annoying dramatic fat girl" because of fat phobia but still even then it didn't seem it had the real detrimental effect on my body image everyone said it would until I was 20. When I was 20 I moved back to my hometown for a little bit where the beauty standard is very much "ambiguous white skinny girl" and I thought that maybe I would get play because hey we are like adults who are deprogramming all that bullshit anyway right? WELLL I did get play, crazy play of course! Just in secret, and I've had guys have secret crushes on me etc but never to the extent I began to face it in my 20's where they would so obviously be horny over me all the time while simultaneously being mad at me for making them horny because I'm fat and it confuses and embarrasses them ( men are genuinely socialized to be suchhhh fucking psychopaths. -if you're a guy and you're reading this don't say that not all men bullshit yes we know not you i'm not gonna specify every time to preserve your ego goddamn). I have some sad and weird stories about that, that involves men thinking they could be more aggressive with me or literally impose violence on me or be extremely weird and creepy because they're embarrassed they're attracted to a fat girl and on top of that a fat black girl that they hyper-masculinized and degraded in their head due to societal pressure/influence... but imma save that for another day or maybe never because I see nothing coming out of me posting that on here but relived trauma. Also the type of man I just described are the same ones reposting this new viral wojack meme by the way:

thats all im saying about that meme, the guys reposting it like fat bitches and are scared that they like us and can't think for themselves thats literally all I wanted to input into the conversation regarding THAT....

also I use the word bitch in an endearing aave way not in a deragotry way so please don't hit me with that "don't call women bitches" thing I don't be doing it a lot but im also not gonna stop using aave and also i'm LICHRALLY AFAB sooooo shut up...

ANYWAYS...The violence I faced at this point in my life really triggered something in me it made me realize that because of the stereotypes held up against me I will never be treated or respected or perceived authentically by the average Joe. The only person that would see me is those who have taken extensive time to deprogram parts of their brain that created these deep routed bias etc. ( also if you're wondering why these biases were created it all leads back to capitalism but THATS for another post..) After facing literal violence cause of my body it definitely caused a blow at my self esteem, but even then I shined on and persevered continuing to be my sexy self.

SECTION 4 FAT PHOBIA AND ABLEISM INTERTWINED.

It wasn't until I randomly got into an accident and became temporarily handicapped while also in the most toxic relationship of my life did I really start to fucking hate myself. For multiple months I couldn't walk, and not only was I physically handicapped but the trauma I was experiencing at that time of my life had left me mentally handicapped as well I simply didn't want to be alive and exist in this body or any body I just didn't want to exist. I had a foot I could hop on but I couldn't carry all my weight on that foot because of my previous issues with my health, (I had already been struggling with a chronic illness that effected my muscles) and i didn't have the strength in my arms for the crutches so I succumbed to my injuries, resulting in weight gain, eventually hip and back issues etc. Then, when my leg healed, the access weight made me feel like I couldn't walk without pain. I was having issues with my health unrelated to my weight since 2020 but I was homeless up until last year and it was also covid so I had no way to really see a doctor and also I was like 18-19 and had no fucking idea how any of that worked and am still figuring out how it works to this DAY. I actually just got my insurance card for the first time this year. YIPPE YIPPE EVERYBODY CLAP. These issues with my health effected my muscles and my bodies ability to absorb the nutrients from the food I ate so this injury was kind of like the icing on top of the cake because my chronic illness made the recovery almost in possible. I would cry a lot, stopped taking pictures of myself, and everything. But even then I knew I didn't really have any interest in being thin I actually really fuck with my warm fluffy voluptuous form, I just didn't want to be unhealthy.

I still haven't fully unpacked the shame I felt around being unhealthy, I was so ashamed despite me trying my best with what I had, and what I knew, and I also still haven't fully unpacked why I feel like I have to specify as I literally just did a few lines earlier that I was 'trying my best', why do visibly disabled folks only deserve care or sympathy when they're actively trying to fit into a world that isn't set up to support or aid them when it very well could be? The intersectional oppression of ableism and fat phobia is still something i'm actively developing my thoughts about.

A thought ive been thinking about a lot is how obesity is a health condition and it can be detrimental to some folks and that saying that it isn't is a reactionary trauma response to fat phobia BUT also a lot of things can be detrimental and the level of detriment different things give you differentiates based on the person. Some people are bigger than me and healthier. Some people are smaller than me and UNhealthier. The detriment fatness has on your health as all things doesn't exist on the linear scale we have created for it. SO although obesity is a disease and proposing that fat doesn't correlate with health in an important way is harmful it is also harmful and plain weird to hyper fixate on obesity. Im also thinking about how obesity is treated this way because it's one of the most visible health issues and how that bleeds into ableism. I'm still working on these thoughts i'm having and how to explain and dissect them in a proper digestible and understandable way. So I think this where I leave you to think on your own about this, what do you think? Please feel free to comment below!

[elegyofthemoon]

tbh I feel like I should have known that Israel supporters would find my posts but I was still shocked anyways because I think at least my corner of Tumblr has all been pro-Palestine and I'm very proud of that

I only really found it by accident because I was trying to find my reblog with the links regarding the strikes and Bisan's call for a march, and I honestly was confused at first reading the comment.

So went to check further on the user:

I don't know. There's a bunch of other posts that they make that are just these short comments (and I would pull them up but really just go to their blog and check) -- some of which are articles that talk about the bombing that happened during Super Bowl and about the babies that had been left to starve and die in the hospital -- all with the same short, unproductive comment.

This is just more of a rant for me but I just can't understand how they don't see how much blood is being shed and not see what they are doing or feel guilt for it. I think of all the videos of children who were left amputated and orphaned because of Israel's attacks. I think of all the videos of mothers weeping over the corpses of their children or of the fathers who have lost their entire family. I think of all the surgeries that had to be done without amputations and how a lot of the hospitals are now out of commission -- places of safety that people would turn to if they were injured -- that now hardly have supplies. I think about the women who now have to use scraps of the tents they have now taken shelter in for their periods, the rise in infection rates in the area, and the starvation that Israel has left them in (the way that I've seen so many videos of children being so happy just to get a little bit of water or food). Or even recently, the little girl Hind and her phone call begging to be helped when she was trapped in a car with her dead family only to be found dead days later.

So tell me: who is the victim here?

Anyways, that being said: if you are neutral or pro-Israel, FUCK OFF. YOU ARE NOT WELCOMED ON MY BLOG.

It'll be Free Palestine. Forever.

Keep fighting, everyone.

Remember: Marches have been called for 17th- 20th. Protests and strikes 18th-25th.

[clueless1995]

self care has been so twisted into serving capitalism and the patriarchy it makes me sick actually

[platypusisnotonfire]

In trying to accept my body I’ve been working in seeing myself through the eyes of fandom if I was a fictional character and I think the fact that my hair naturally does this cross-over swoopy thing

Would be mentioned in every fanfic

[sole-production-ut]

OUR DETERMINATION

I came up with this art when I listened to this wonderful track

Drew by @ayrixi :3

Undertale!Frisk and Kris from Deltarune - @fwugradiation

Nelson - @sole-production-ut

Underfell!Frisk - @underfell

Underswap!Frisk - @p0pcornpr1nce/UT Community

Neutral!Frisk - @yugogeer012

Goopy Soul - @goopytale-au

Core!Frisk - @dokudoki

Player - @/yunan