#antid

[antid-god]

here there are (some of) the flags i promised, will work on more in the future😉

The transphobe flag (since IDs think transgender are a part of them)

(sorry trans people but this term existed since 2017 and didn't got a single flag)

We all know what the slurs for transgenders are (ex. troon, tranny)

The anti-trace/t-racist flag

There aren't any slurs for t-racers in general, its just transrace specific. Some example include:

Trans-n*gger (to trans-blacks)

Trans-chingchong (to trans-asians)

Trans-spic (to trans-latinos)

Trans-pajeet (to trans indians)

Anti-Transabled flag

Slurs for Trableds are:

Trans-crippled (for people who think they should have physical disablities)

Trans-r*tarded/r*tard (for people who think they should have mental disorders or neurodivercencies)

Traspie (for transautistics)

Anti-transage

Slurs for transagers:

Trans-ipadkid (for transtoddlers)

Trans-crotchgoblins (for transkids)

Trans-zoomer (for transteens or genzians)

Trans-taxpayer (for transadult)

Trans-geezer (for transelder)

[blackcvrds]

hiii. penny for your yuutagumi thoughts? the way megumi respects only him as his senpai. to have someone that he looks up to in some way, worship him as he's laid bare underneath him. to be debased for him. to endure that naked devotion. to have yuuta ... (they take me away before i make this too horny for my sake)

ok giving my yutagumi Thots in response nobody look at me

but listen megumi (thankfully) on antidepressants. he somehow ends up in bed with yuta. all the aforementioned loving on him and kissing on him etc etc. but yuta making it his lifes work to make megumi come. sucking and licking on his dick til his jaw is killing him, refusing to use rct cos he loves the ache. crooking his fingers juuuuust right. yuta being a talk-him-through-it guy. megumj convinced he'll never come again, until he's got yuta flexing his fingers like he was made for it, biting on his ear, whispering a constant stream of praise. yeah megumi-kun, that's it, good boy, wanna make you feel so good, wanna see you come, so gorgeous for me, gonna come all over my hand? wanna come on my tongue?

[troger]

tényleg francba az online datinggel,

így, organikusan akarok ismerkedni,

hogy elmegyek egy szemétszedő akcióra,

és a szervező csaj tiszta anne hathaway 😍,

és szemétszedés közben dumálgatunk,

aztán a végén kávézunk, érdekesnek találjuk egymást,

és öleléssel búcsúzunk 🫶

ha soha többet nem látom, akkor is így kell kezdődnie egy bárminek,

nem úgy, hogy egy katalógusból kiválasztjuk egymást kép és szöveg alapján, a többit fejben hozzáfantáziálva

a nevemet nem is kérdezte, mert nem randizni indultunk, de tapasztalatból tudom, hogy most még egy pár percig össze vagyunk kapcsolódva

[thepastisalreadywritten]

SAINT OF THE DAY (May 23)

On May 23, the universal Church celebrates the feast day of St. Jane Antide (Jeanne-Antide) Thouret, a Sister of Charity who worked tirelessly for the faith amidst persecution during the French Revolution.

Jane was born to a poor family on 27 November 1765 in Sancey, France. Her mother died when she was 16 years old.

The saint took on many family responsibilities until she joined the Vincentian Sisters in Paris at the age of 22, working among the sick in various hospitals.

On 15 August 1797, she returned to France in Besançon where she founded a school for poor girls.

On 11 April 1799, she founded a new congregation in Besançon known as the Thouret Sisters.

During the French Revolution, when many religious and priests were killed, she was ordered to return home to a secular life.

Jane refused, and when she tried to escape the authorities, she was badly beaten.

She finally returned to Sancey, where she cared for the sick and opened a small school for girls until she was forced to flee to Switzerland.

She fled to Germany before returning again to Switzerland to found a school and hospital in 1799.

She also established a congregation called the Institute of the Daughters of St. Vincent de Paul. The community eventually expanded into France and Italy.

She died on 24 August 1826 of natural causes, 30 years after the founding of her community.

Pope Pius XI beatified her on 23 May 1926 and canonized on 14 January 1934.

[pgaftrpar2ie]

Hoodwinked on OakPoint (2017)

Okay so #BOOM. Holdon lemme-

Set the Scene: October 2017, Bronx, New York, Halloween Night

Its my first time in #NewYork, I just turned 18 and my gurl @ the time had brought me tickets to go see #TRAVISSCOTT !! On #HALLOWEEN NIGHT!! @ the time i was the biggest Trav fan, truthfully idk if we were fighting at that time (we were always fucking fighting) but she #FISHERR looked out I will say that much.

PS: D****** would end up being my most #toxic love/relationship, which you'll begin to understand in later post. Anyways..

Lets put this into perspective. Im not a person that brags cause my family story started in a place of poverty. I love where im from, #PGCounty. Simply put-my family did everything the right way to get us out of that situation and that's the story I choose to tell. Now if you FROM THAT then you KNOWW #hood shit when you see it.

My biggest pet-peeve has to be: You was never raised in that environment but you swear you THINK you know how to move cause you not "scared". Then me "reading-and-reacting" gets confused for overthinking and being "pussy". So you think.

No. That?.. Her? Problematic.

So we get into the concert. Travis literally takes 1.30hr to come out with NO OPENER, or I dont remember. In the mist of his taking his sweet ass time-it was some niggas in that mf ready to shake the spot on bro. They was moving hella funny fr. They had secret lil call outs, matching Mocler's on and shit, it seemed like they was looking for somebody. They had these masks on like different animals type shit and im just lookin, watchin how they move. See, I was lookin too hard, lacking-just right behind me over my shoulder was a Monkey mask and a Moncler.. Damn. I got caught lookin by the same person ion want the attention of. Fuck it. Be cool, we cool. I think to myself.

My gurl on the other hand has no clue what the hell is happening, turns around, cusses the dude out for standing too close. Great.

Some "yeah, whatevers" and a couple "sound goods" were exchanged as I stepped in between them. Situation diffused. Problematic.

TRAVIS SCOTT IS ON THE STAGE. Im screaming, she screaming, everybody's pumped. Its great. Now if you ever survived the Rodeo you know there's no such thing as staying in one spot. if you not strong enough you WILL get pushed over. Its simple. So I got my gurl in one arm and the other hand recording/moshing, whatever. I held it down. In this moment there's actual #peace and #serenity. We not fighting, Travis Scott is flying on an eagle, were looking in each others eyes the whole time during #Drugs Like This, I almost loved her. So close.. Then she looses her purse. #OMFG. Money, ID, Social, phone, charger gone, all in the fucking purse. Why. UGHHHHH

First instinct, make my girl happy. I pull out my flashlight and point it at the floor, franticly moving people out the way and interrogating them at the same time. This somehow makes my gurl more unhappy. Problematic.

I look up and Zebra face, Moncler man got the fucking bag. He's literally looking back smiling as they walk through the doors of the warehouse. In between us there 2000 people, raging. Fuck

[claquedick]

Alter ich will einfach nur eine Liste vom Alphabet mit Bildern für meine Schüler, wo das "I / i" nich für "(anderes Wort für Amerikanischer Ureinwohner)" steht.

Aber ja die Deutschen sind super beim Rassismus un so, total weit gekommen hm

[dorenarox]

*Dies for the first time in Hollow Knight and loses all my money and half my heal*

Oh. It's like Dark Souls, isn't it? Oh god damn it.

[watcher0033]

Damn fucking straight.

also special mention for Tohru Honda from fruits basket for taking 4th place in a shounen-dominated poll. 👏🏼

[dewapro98-superluas]

•𝑫𝑨𝑭𝑻𝑨𝑹 𝑫𝑨𝑵 𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑰𝑵

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[antid-god]

TransIDphobia (coining post)

TRANSIDPHOBIA (or ANTI-TRANSID/ANTID) - the discrimation, hatred and prejudice of "people" who are transID, included transgenders or not.

SLURS FOR THE TRANSID INCLUDE:

TrannyID / IDtranny

TroonID / IDtroon

IDisgusting

IDelusional

[riskyraiker]

Sex pollen

TFP!Optimus Prime x Reader

Everything has been going fine with team Prime since no decepticons were causing chaos and MECH has been quiet as well. The day was supposed to go well, if a pod of some kind wouldn't have landed on earth. Ratchet detected it first on the computer, notifying Optimus about it. Bee was with Raf, Arcee with Jack and Bulkhead with Miko so Y/N was the only one left to tag along. 

“What is the origin of the pod?” You ask Optimus with a raised brow walking through the groundbridge, seeing forestry afterwards. “The origin wasn't listed on the signal, and we don't have any visual of it yet.” Optimus replies and looks for the signal. Walking around, being wary of any decepticons, you spot something. A pod like the signal said. “Optimus, i've found the pod. It isn't opened yet but it has no insignia on it. Should I open it?” You commlink and receive a negative answer from Optimus. “Wait for me, Y/N. It's never clear what's in there.” You wait for Optimus, following his instructions until you hear a click. It was the pod, it's making noise, is it…opening? And POOF some form of gas hits your faceplate and you inhale some of it in shock. “Y/n what happened?” Optimus arrived at the scene, checking on you. “The pod” cough “opened and exploded some gas all over me and right on my faceplate, inhaled some of it.” You cough and hold onto Optimus so you won't fall. Once your state has stabilized, Optimus grabs the pod and contacts Ratchet for a groundbridge. 

“Old friend, would you check on Y/n they inhaled whatever came out of the pod.” Optimus asks, leaving with the pod, taking it away from the others. Sigh “Well come on Y/n. Let's check your stats.” You were about to walk over to the berth in the medbay until everything felt off, it was unbearably hot and your fans went on, working on 60%. “Ratch..I don't feel so great. Like I'm overheating and so much more” Ratchet knew immediately something was off when you froze and your fans were humming quite loudly. He's already by your side, helping you to the berth. He scans you, noticing something was off in your tanks. He checks everything possible until he finds the source of your overheating. “Not good.” Ratchet mumbles and turns around. “Y/n you need to be quarantined for a bit. Go to your berthroom for now, and don't let anyone in! You inhaled some hortuan gas, it makes your processor overwork your frame and crave…interfacing.” Ratched explains more about it for example the so-called “heat” will end if you empty your tanks with interfacing, antide or on its own, which is a month. The medical facts leave you shocked. He shooed you away and got to work on how to solve it. Goddamnit! You were unlucky at least for now.

Retreating to your berthroom, you lay down and try to relax, hoping your cooling system won't overwork itself. After a while you find out it's useless to even try to relax, your processor is now running through every possible situation where you're interfacing with somebody. God, it would be nice. Lubricant was leaking now between your legs, your plates were not able to keep it hidden. If this was the effects of a few earth hours how would the rest of the day be or possibly the whole week? Others were informed of your state and how you wouldn't be able to leave your berthroom for a few days or longer until Ratchet figured out how to stop the side effects. The bots brought you energon time to time and talked with you, except Optimus. He was busy doing research and anything else on his datapad. He was worried about you, of course, he was since he's the team leader, but this was something else. He wanted to help you, to do something but he isn't a doctor of any kind. 

The first day wasn't that bad but after a few days? You're like a zombie with only one thought, craving brains except you were craving sex. A lot of it. And the only bot who you thought about was Optimus. His beautiful hips that you could hold tightly when thrusting into him or his neck cabling that you would bite into. You had enough, you won't wait for any form of antidote or the heat to pass. Walking out of the room searching for a specific door, groaning and rubbing your thighs together while walking. Knocking on the one specific door you hear pedsteps and once the door opens, you check. It's Optimus with a quite surprised look. “Y/n shouldn't you be in quarantine?” He asks while you breathe heavily, staring at the Prime. It wasn't long until you launched yourself straight against Optimus, pushing him down, while the door closed automatically. “Let me have you, please?” You beg still breathing heavily and already grinding against the bot below you. “I've been thinking of nothing else except you. You, you, and you full of..me. Let me have you.” it wasn't a question anymore, more like a demand. If the Prime was against this he could overpower you most likely. Your lips crash against his and your glossa slides right through. Your servos grab onto the sides of Optimus’ faceplate, pulling him closer. You get more aggressive with your movements, grinding harder against Optimus and tugging his helm closer if that's even possible. The making out continues while you lift him up somehow and carry him over to the berth. “Open up, open up, open the plates, please!” You growl against Optimus’ lips and you can hear how his interface plating opens, how lubricant leaks all over the berth. “Oh love, can I taste you?” You ask patiently even though you can barely hold back yourself and your actions. Optimus gasps and takes a moment to answer “You may. Please do.” Even if Optimus is losing his composure he still is polite as always. 

You dive in between the Prime’s legs and start devouring the wet valve, not having enough so you suck on his external node. The stimulation makes Optimus clench his thighs and wrap them around your head, making him groan. Sticking your tongue into the wet warmth, you can't help but moan at the taste. The lubricant gushing and squirting everywhere, as you eat the Prime out, gives the air a sour odor. You felt like you were…high? It's the gas or the fact that the Prime was holding your helm between his peds. “Ugh! Ray, please do not stop, I'm about to- nghh!” Optimus groaned and like on command your intake is filled with cum. You eat the mech out a little more since you don't want to waste any single drop. That taste is so heavenly and you need more of it. The click of your own interface plating opening makes Optimus glance at you only to be bit gently on his neck cables. The stimulation on his cables distracted him so much that he didn’t realize you were pushing in, the sudden stretch in his valve made him moan and throw his head back while you leaned your helm against Optimus’ shoulder bottoming out. The moment your spike has completely vanished into the Prime’s warmth, he shrieks. Your spike touched Optimus’ ceiling node perfectly, while you were loving the sounds Optimus made he was embarrassed and covered half of his face with his battle mask. “No. Take it off. Now.” You growl and start thrusting hard right into the mech's ceiling node. You can hear the sound of the mask deactivating and you grin that lust-filled smile until you kiss the prime again. The clanging of metal continues as you two make out, both close again to overloading. The moment you reach your climax, a few seconds after Optimus, you pull out, flip the Prime over, and push back in. You growl of pleasure (Fucking animal…) and pull the smokestacks located on the Prime’s back, which surprises Optimus who gasps at the sudden force. Now his back is pressed against your chest you nibble at the sensitive cabling, you remained the same since you walked through the door, while Optimus’ act has completely fallen. His calm and strong mentality was broken to nothing except moaning and whining since his legs shaking with too much tension and hips meeting your thrusts. It takes a while until your thrusts and stimulation make both of you overload, but this time Optimus is starting to get overstimulated while you continue. “R-Ray..Agh! Too much.” Optimus whines as you tug harder at his smokestacks. “I assume Ratchet tol- ngh! He told you about my condition and how it stops. Well, I’m no- ahh. I’m not stopping until my tanks are empty and spilled into you, sweetspark.” You whisper into his audio receptor and bite the little piece of it. Optimus knew that you wouldn’t stop, driven by the bio-gas in your system so he tried his best to endure the overstimulation, but after his fourth orgasm, he couldn’t bear it anymore. You hear the whines and pleas of stopping, but you’re so close to emptying your tanks. “One more, sweetspark. One more.” And you go on with deep yet painfully slow. As your climax arrives the seventh time, Optimus overloads one last time which is his fifth. While Optimus has tears bubbling in his optics and letting dry away, you’re gasping for air. Your tanks are empty so the effect of the gas goes away, and the moment you become conscious, you tense up. Seeing the prime in such shape and you were the one who caused it made you feel awful until the Prime understood the state you were in he talked you back to reality. “You do know I could’ve stopped you if I didn’t want it.” The words almost went through your other audio receptor until your lips met Optimus’. He kissed you to bring you back of your head. 

The two of you clean up and head out of the berthroom to inform Ratchet of your well-being. You both also know if you tell Ratchet he will know what you did. While walking over to the main area Ratchet does recognize Optimus’ walk pattern so he starts to talk. “Optimus I’m almost done with the antidote for Ray.” You cringe in embarrassment and cover your face while Optimus surprisingly chuckles. “About that old friend. We’ve come to inform you of Ray’s well-being.” Ratchet heard Optimus just fine, but does his research a few seconds before turning around, spotting Optimus and… you. “Ray. Don’t tell me you did what I think you did.” Ratchet whispers. You snicker and blurb it out “I couldn’t handle it, marched over to Optimus’ room, and finished what I started!” Ratchet just groans since he is close to finishing his project on the antidote. “No wonder Bumblebee mentioned metal clanging in the hallway.” The medic mumbled just loud enough for you both to hear. While you laughed at the new statement Optimus was the one embarrassed this time. “I hope it was just the clanging he heard.” You whisper and snicker once again.

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AN: This is my first time posting smut on tumblr SO if you want to read more do go on AO3 and there is more of fics like this one!

My AO3 profile:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/risky_writer/works

[thepastisalreadywritten]

SAINT OF THE DAY (May 23)

On May 23, the universal Church celebrates the feast day of St. Jane Antide (Jeanne Antide) Thouret, a Sister of Charity who worked tirelessly for the faith amidst persecution during the French Revolution.

Jane was born on 27 November 1765 to a poor family in Sancey, France. Her mother died when she was 16 years old.

The saint took on many family responsibilities until she joined the Vincentian Sisters in Paris at the age of 22, working among the sick in various hospitals.

On 15 August 1797, she returned to France in Besançon where she founded a school for poor girls.

On 11 April 1799, she founded a new congregation in Besançon known as the Thouret sisters.

During the French Revolution, when many religious and priests were killed, Jane was ordered to return home to a secular life.

She refused and when she tried to escape the authorities, she was badly beaten.

She finally returned to Sancey, where she cared for the sick and opened a small school for girls until she was forced to flee to Switzerland.

She fled to Germany before returning again to Switzerland to found a school and hospital in 1799, then a congregation called the Institute of the Daughters of St. Vincent de Paul.

The community eventually expanded to France and Italy.

She died 30 years after the founding of her community on 24 August 1826 of natural causes.

Pope Pius XI beatified her on 23 May 1926 and canonized on 14 January 1934.

[persepinas]

@translouisdpdl Louis isn’t getting enough then! LOUIIIIISSSSSSS

Instead of sex hormones, Fareed should create vampire antidepressants.

[equalizher]

papaya 파파야 - listen to my word 내얘길들어봐 (2000.09.10)

the camera man antid kyoungah for some reason so no kyoungah gifs :<

[hazelcephalopod]

Having had a couple days to think on it. I’m really interested to see what happens in Aeor with a focus on these questions-

What ultimately led to Aeor’s destruction? Aka How was Aeor destroyed exactly?

Who actually agreed Aeor had to be destroyed?

What exactly did Aeor build? Was it actually a weapon? (Tbh I suspect it isa weapon but I could be wrong!)

What was the intent in building it?

Are their multiple factions in Aeor who have different perspectives on what to do with what they’ve built? Was there dissent on the complete anti-god stance we’ve seen so far?

And in general of course I’m just so curious how what comes plays out here.

The only thing I feel confident to state now is- Did Aeor deserve to be destroyed? No. Do the gods deserve to be killed? No. I can understand why the gods did it. I can understand why Aeor was so Antideity and mighta made a weapon to kill them.

Maybe the gods should be held to account in some way. Completely wiping Aeor out was kinda messed up. Aeor might have done some messed up things but so far we have no proof of anything quite to the level the gods have done -whatever their motives, though I think that’s so matter.

I think it’s interesting that the Primes put up the Divine Gate. We don’t know a lot about that. Why did they do it? Was it something they just decided on their own? Was it part of some agreement with the Betrayers? Was it something they did in response to something mortals did? Or something mortals said/asked of them?

And then for current day Exandria. Of them who would be willing to leave? Under what circumstances? How would Exandria react at this point to the departure or death of multiple gods -prime and betrayer?

[meightyone]

what if u antid norris so much he became an ant 😦😭

pov youre ant lando norris and the one true ANT has grabbed hold of you to destroy you once and for all, foul imposter