#disabled queer shit designed by disabled queers

[shiftythrifting]

Shifty Aches and Maladies collection!

[astraltrickster]

I feel we're at a point where we need to step back and consciously remind ourselves that posting ANYTHING personal online is a risk. It should be a calculated one.

Companies that run major websites HAVE to stay above board with the law, no matter how shit that law is, unless they're small enough to just dissolve and hide and pop up again under a different name later (usually meaning sole proprietorships) or big enough to be granted an unofficial "yeah we'll just look the other way because we want that sweet sweet lobbyist money" exception (in which case it's usually NOT gonna be the shit laws they're breaking). Meaning you should REALLY think twice about posting about anything illegal, and you should NOT be shocked when posts recommending illegal activity get nuked from a semi-major website.

This also means that if you're on a platform that's not DESIGNED for privacy - which, in many cases, includes the implicit purpose of enabling breaking certain laws the platform creators think are stupid, though they can't admit to it (just like how you can sell bongs in states where weed is still illegal but you have to SAY they're "for tobacco use only") - you have to operate under the assumption that ANYTHING you say can be intercepted and monitored. Again - unless the platform is explicitly there for privacy, unless your communication is end-to-end encrypted, unless the cops have reason to understand and believe that the logs don't EXIST, assume ANY platform host will hand over a complete log of everything you've said there and where you said it from to the cops upon request.

In addition, posting publicly about things that are typically protected by certain privacy laws can undermine the protection from those laws. "Reasonable expectation of privacy" is a legal term. You have it with things you say in private in your home. You have it to an extent with quiet conversations you have with a friend at a coffee shop. You DON'T have it with things you scream on a public street - and you DEFINITELY don't have it with things you post online with your legal name and actual human face attached.

I say this, because for the past few years I've noticed a disturbing trend of people assuming this is a uniquely bad EXCEPTION to a general free-for-all, and not...the rule. This is the default! This isn't a uniquely evil thing about Facebook or Twitter or Discord or anywhere else! It's not a "tumblr is secretly betraying us right under our noses" thing! This is just the reality of operating a website under the legal systems that exist! Even if it's a site whose operators' internal values are truly aligned 100% with yours, you STILL have to assume they're going to sing like a canary because, come on, do you really expect them to sacrifice themselves over one (1) user? Maybe a tiny forum of friends would, but no company is going to do that.

And that's not even getting into what happens when it's not a host/operating company or organization, but just some individual asshole other user with an axe to grind.

Tl;dr remember that We Live In A Society, stop expecting people and companies not to cover their asses, be careful about what you share online, and learn to use actual encrypted services. Sure, Facebook and other shitty entities like to pretend the internet is a super cool safe playground where all but doxxing yourself does more good than harm, but they're blatantly fucking lying. Talking about your disabilities is a risk. Talking about being queer is a risk. Talking about anything that might become illegal in your area is a risk. CALCULATE THOSE RISKS BEFORE YOU TAKE THEM instead of doing the shocked Pikachu face when your post of detailed instructions for how to firebomb a police station gets taken down and you get put on a list because you left it perfectly traceable to your real identity.

[immomelon]

Just unfollowed someone I looked up to for a shit take on “democrats vs republicans”… if you still think its worth it to fight red vs blue know that neither party gives a shit about the unhoused and starving, queer people, bipoc and non-white people, climate change, differently abled and disabled people, mental health, the prison system, or free healthcare. What has Biden fucking done in four years besides make promises and walk them all back? One party is not “better than the other” its a system designed to make people fight each other rather than the people at the top… Ever heard of the Ratchet Effect?

Vote Claudia and Karina 2024 if you’re going to vote, they’re socialist organizers who are vocally against genocide and apartheid.

[theremina]

Adoption causes way more intergenerational trauma and collective health crises than I think many "kept" people realize.

If you bother to read it, the science is clear: adoption is violently traumatic, causing devastating, irreversible health issues for millions of human beings. Yet I'd have more luck conveying the severity and longevity of my own trauma to most non-adoptees with "I was dropped on my head as a baby."

Heck, I didn't begin to contend with the horrors of my own situation until my mid forties. Being yeeted directly after birth into foster care and eventually adopted by lovely, well-intentioned folks who were not prepared *at all* to help me deal with the lifelong neurodevelopmental disorders and physical health problems directly caused by my abandonment at birth has permanently damaged me. I'm saying so as one of the "lucky ones".

I adore my adoptive family. They're incredible parents. We love each other dearly. This doesn't change the fact, not for one second, that I wouldn't wish adoption on ANYBODY. Thankfully, my folks understand this. I wish more adoptive parents did.

The modern adoption industry* is, by design, deeply misogynistic, racist, transactional, ableist, imperialist, colonial. Ignorance and hate and apathy and coercion and subjugation and dehumanization and capitalism keep the machine running.

We're already seeing the beginning of Baby Scoop Too: Electric Boogaloo on Facebook. On Twitter. On Instagram. On other social media platforms owned and controlled by obscenely wealthy white men who don't consider private adoptions to be unethical.

You may *think* that legalized human trafficking doesn't really effect you, but soon, if the Christofascists continue their cultural blitzkrieg, the amount of infants and children who end up in the foster care system, adopted by unqualified people, in devastating private "rehoming" situations like the one shared above, or worse, is gonna SKYROCKET.

So...I'm barely on Facebook anymore for a few different reasons. One of them is that I couldn't handle watching a whole bunch of ignorant self-proclaimed feminists making shitty adoption jokes after Roe was overturned.

Another reason is that Facebook is LITERALLY A BABY MARKET.

ADOPTIVE PARENTS ARE BUYING AND SELLING CHILDREN ON FACEBOOK. WHAT THE ACTUAL UNFORTUNATE FUCK.

Nearly 100 million American families are in the adoption triad, with a majority of adoptees' needs and voices being considered last instead of first. It's so backwards.

Non-kinship adoption is a systemic violence that cannot help but touch the lives of billions. That is so very, very bad for ALL of us, not just abandoned infants and children or their struggling parents.

Some straightforward response questions for every person who has ever asked me about about my adoption:

Are you a feminist? Are you antiracist? Are you a humanitarian? Anti-ableist? Do you consider yourself lefty, liberal, or otherwise progressive? Do you respect science? Then please reevaluate your perceptions of adoption.

For every adoptive or bio parent you listen to, listen to three or more adoptees. For every shitty adoption "joke" you've ever told, check in with an adoptee (or first mom) in a kind and caring way. For every ignorant question you've ever asked an adoptee about our "real parents", crack a book!

Please. Do some research. Learn. Please. Center transracial adoptees, international adoptees, disabled adoptees, queer adoptees. Please. This stuff impacts all of us just as surely as countless other aspects of systemic rape culture do. Try to understand. Please.

I'm more certain than ever that we must abolish before we can rebuild.

Please give a shit. Please.

*The fact that adoption is an industry at all should shock and horrify us all, and yet... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[image description: a screenshot of a Facebook post with a black border and caption reading, “Welcome to America, where people try to regime adopted children on Facebook Marketplace.” The Facebook post itself reads, “So basically they either want him to come back home, or have CPS place him in a foster home. Or I can find someone willing to take him in, and ‘under the table’ pay them the stipend, we get. If CPS places him they will have to have an open case against me. In doing that I will lose my job. I cannot work at a daycare, school, group home etc. if I have an open active CPS case against me. How the hell do I go about ‘re-homing’ my child? Should I create a post in market place? Through no fault of our own, we are being forced to re-home our thirteen year old son. He can be the most loving, helpful young man. He does suffer some learning difficulties. He comes with a complete wardrobe and a monthly allotment. Only serious inquiries please.” End id]

[methed-up-marxist]

This is my reading of the first chapter of the first book of a multi-media project I've been working on for over a year now but hoping to resume making serious progress on. It's about how the boy i had a crush on in secondary was really mean to me, about being physically disabled and loving football in primary and ofc about the relationship between militarism, autism and the body aswell as how I really love stupid sci-fi shit. I'm sure you've seen me post some aspect of it before and ignored it, and if you tried to read it but got bounced off by the clunky grammar and tone, but if you would ever engage with it I encourage you to engage with this - I think I've made something atleast exciting to listen to and genereally more clean in purpouse. Most direct influences are starship troopers, "queer new wave" or whatever and warhammer 40k. This is really important to me and if u consider me important to u I'd really recommend giving it a go. Below the readmore is the first 3 paragraphs, to access a transcript of whole thing and read along click the hyperlink

“WAKE UP, WAKE UP THIS IS A DRILL, I REPEAT THIS IS A DRILL” the 2am drill alarm  rang out through the barracks. “I guess it’s drill time” thought Fuckjaw to himself as he rubbed his eyes and slowly swung his legs around so they hung off the bed. “I love drill time” he murmured to himself. “I know you do” came the voice from the bottom bunk, that was Shitarm and Fuckjaw would’ve done anything he could to have been waking up in the same bunk as him, but the rule was one marine per bunk and if Fuckjaw liked anything more than cuddling marines he liked rules. Tragically the rule was part of a larger collection of regulations, guidelines and dictates known as the parameter protocols designed to prevent any affection getting out of hand. “Do you feel we talk too much?” Asked Shitarm as they put their armour on, the alarm blaring constantly. “Well you definitely do” Fuckjaw responded, gently helping him place his helmet on. They weren’t allowed real power armour for training, the barracks coup near the start of the war had made sure of that, and the pliability of the far weaker plastic made it possible to feel the hole in the back of Shitarm's skull where a bug had skewered him last year. Both of them sunk their shoulders in a despondent recognition, but they had agreed not to talk about it. The rest of the room was going about much the same. The armour, even its weaker version, was too cumbersome to put on alone. Formally the protocols insisted no one help another put on his equipment, but you try to find room in the budget to put an armour-equipper in every bedroom.

Marching, albeit with little care for pacing or formation, out to the training arena revealed the same wide open space as usual. Grey fortification-like walls lined the perimeter while the area was little more than a sand pit filled with target ranges and cabinets holding guns, knives and the remnants of first aid kits. In all honesty it was a deeply impractical arrangement, the corridor through which they had marched was the only point of access to the arena and yet the targets mostly lined the space near the entrance/exit (many people had been accidentally shot upon entrance/exit) while the cabinets sat on the far side in the middle of it all stood instructor Verbnoun. Verbnoun barked at them as soon as the first two of their formation set foot on the sand "Decaysquad! Line up against that wall: the drill was not a drill, I repeat the drill was not a drill". As the squad fanned out and stood with their backs fast against the wall, exactly an arms length plus just a little bit more apart from each other, their minds raced with questions. This was explicitly a training camp for injured marines. "We woke you up last, given your undiagnosed damages” the barking continued, although "undiagnosed" is a cumbersome and hard word to yell even for a man as used to yelling as Verbnoun and it stumbled out of his mouth. "The city is under attack" he continued, less loud now clearly embarrassed by his difficulty with the word 'undiagnosed', “obviously we don't trust you right next to the bugs but conveniently… almost too conveniently” he muttered suspiciously “we have 6 turrets that we need the 12 of you to operate”. Lieutenant Fuckjaw couldn’t restrain himself in the immediacy of his correction “it's not a coincidence sir!!! the turret batteries are designed to be operated by one squad in an emergency” he blurted out as quickly as he could, already covering his mouth with his hand in apology before he had finished the sentence. The gesture was itself pointless, the communication module of the armour was located in the chest due to its clunky nature, but Verbnoun’s embarrassment led him to accept it as sufficient apology and simply point to the turret battery sitting on the far side of the base with a subdued “get going”.

Back into the entrance/exit corridor they ran, a glance back to the closing door showed a frantic instructor yelling into his mic as the two diagonal metal panes finally slammed shut meeting in the middle. “What do you think he’s doing?” Shitarm asked, looking to Fuckjaw as well as one can while running. Before there was a chance to respond, sergeant Exilethroat yelled back from the front of their formation “he’s doing his job, which is exactly what you should be doing”. He always was a bossy little bitch, that’s why they made him sergeant. Barreling through the absolutely empty military industrial complex (complex like the building) would have most likely been a deeply eerie experience, if there had been someone to turn off the 2am drill alarm. The bugs always attacked at night, or at least they did following the breeding accords [of (date)] signed with the bats - echolocation was a distinct advantage in the dark. Arriving now at the turret battery entrance after a good 20 minute run, the newer members of the squad were visibly exhausted, used to the mechanised armour doing most of their running for them. Fuckjaw and Shitarm always ran up the back, their war torn bodies a threat of embarrassment to anyone who found themselves struggling to keep their distance. They huddled into the elevator to take them up to the controls. It was a service elevator, the exact same one used in the construction of the tower the controls were at the top of in fact. With each step someone took they felt it move gently, then creak slightly less gently. There was piss on the floor and frankly it could've been the piss of the person who built the thing. As it only went between two floors the control panel was just a cracked little glass button - press to go up if you're down and down if you're up. Pressing it began the ascent and every bump or wobble as it moved up rippled through the marines, armour clanking together. Fuckjaw’s arms dropped to his sides, trying to make himself as small as possible and while he couldn't get a proper look through the needlessly large shoulder pads that displayed their rank and squad he was sure he felt the pressure of Shitarm’s hand pressed against him.

[kydeliusofevirwinter]

been feeling sick recently. anyway headcanon time!

totally not just doing this to avoid my wips

Kyborg (the mighty)

he keeps an author morgan style journal with little doodles and stuff. not saying they’re good but he does it anyway. definitely helped him keep track of everything when he was in the evirwinter woods

chronic pain haver

chronic pain DENIER. will push through it (even if he hurts himself stupidly)

so so painfully stubborn. dude you can take a break no one is gonna judge you homie stop being so tense

i personally hc that elves can choose to sleep or to trance and kyborg exclusively trances so never dreams

if/when he does fully sleep he has very vivid dreams

his hair is super long and he does his best to keep it combed and neat

however sometimes he doesn’t take care of himself and it can easily turn into a greasy rats nest

but most times he just keeps it down or in a half updo

and when he’s extra attentive he decorates it just like he and his family would.

worlds best social cue misser

sooo mentally ill. later on he talks with dr ahem and they develop a friendship. they meet up when not on missions and kinda just talk

this makes dr ahems confession a million times worse btw

professional hater

Mudd

SOOO AUTISTIC

and transmasc

never ever takes off his cape. it’s nice and heavy on his shoulders and back and he likes that

very expressionless and kinda blunt

also misinterprets social cues but instead of spouting nonsense hes confused by other peoples nonsense (does this make sense?)

runs from his problems (literally and metaphorically)

would rather die then ever confront his family ever

he is so neurological disabled to me.

he’s always had memory problems all throughout his life, but shaman seuss definitely messed up his brain worse with those memory rocks

has a hard time telling his fake memories from his real memories

sometimes forgets clay was never real because of his fake memories

chronic headaches. maybe from those enchanted rocks,? they get worse after his arc

his bag is soo full of random cool (non magical) rocks he finds

sometimes super loud (especially when he’s excited) and gets embarrassed about it

he was brought up as a royal and is sometimes too weirdly formal

hates loud sounds so bad. covers / pulls on his ears when it’s too loud

Bart! Bart! Bart!

coolest sideburns in the west

i know his canon design has him barefoot but i reject that. this man wears leather boots

hopeless romantic

soo queer. just in all the ways. pansexual and gender-fluid because he can’t decide for shit

Expert navigator! can get around anywhere

definitely nosy. digs into stuff that is none of his business

drama lover

scarily good with a dagger

also keeps a journal but mostly for doodling cool people he sees when he’s out and about

extremely patient. he’s like a saint

also loyal, especially to gum gum

when he was done sailing on the jebadiah he immediately set out to find gum gum again

he was fiercely protective of gum gum in the orphanage

doenst understand sheet music

but he’s a musical master. he can make up songs anytime with anything

very craft. after all he fashioned himself a little lute and taught himself to sing

tries to be very non judgmental (ahem ahem he’s like the only one who tries to be nice to slique)

for the longest time he thought his parents didn’t care about him but he was ECSTATIC to meat omar and tsimsun

Gum Gum!!!

has a big book of flowers (with pictures!)

knows how to hand sew and patches his own clothes (albeit a little haphazardly)

when he was younger he would genuinely believe anyhting you told him about his parents

that’s why he never looked for his mom because someone told him she died

constantly imagining what his dad could look like

honestly refuses to casually take his hat off

bart has to struggle to get him to take care of his hair because of this

he has super thick hair and hates to get it cut so he has a weird mullet going on

heavy sleeper + snores

sometimes he just likes to sit back when people are talking and listen

sometimes nonverbal

also autistic (perhaps med support needs?)

haates it when he thinks people aren’t taking him seriously

has a gnarly dog bite scar on his arm from when he was younger ( 👀 ! )

wears the same coat and hat all the time

picky eater

bart always helps to accommodate him and is patient when he tries to speak. this means so much to me btw. they are literally brothers

talks in a like funny way. idk how to explain this he just does this in canon.

sometimes repeats the words he hears

i forget what this is called

i have a fever as i’m typing this so i hope it’s comprehensive. OK BYE

[reasonsforhope]

A wild about post appears!

Me

Hey! Call me Cactus. They/them, late twenties. I also run Direct Action for Hope, for petitions/campaigns/protests that don’t fit on a good news blog, as well as my own takes and activism.

Queer, trans, disabled, white, USian, for context. (Please let me know if I accidentally post something offensive, btw! I promise I have like. an actual ability to take that kind of feedback gracefully and work to remedy the situation)

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I will be posting good news (as much good news as there can be in this sort of situation) about the ongoing genocide in Gaza, because one of the most important ways to help is to refuse to be silent. Palestinians in Gaza have asked us to please keep talking about it, that it really does help, so I’m going to listen.

And honestly, my disabilities significantly interfere with my ability to take irl action like going to protests, so using what platform I have here really is all the more important to me. (Though I am also setting a notif on my phone to remind me to call my representatives every few days, and I encourage you to do the same if feasible.)

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I’m committing to fact-checking this stuff before posting, fyi, even with reblogs.

So, tl;dr:

I will be posting about Palestine and Gaza

I will still only post good news, eg: about successful protests, aid reaching Gaza, progress toward ceasefire

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[hyggehooligan]

Last night my wife and I attended her highschool athletic association hall of fame banquet where she was being inducted as an honoree. A very big deal as she had a very serious career as a high school athlete which continued through college and after up even until today (she is actually out playing flag football this morning!) I am so proud of her and I know how much this means to her so I'm happy she is getting recognition.

But I am trying to process my own emotions surrounding this event and sporting culture in general, as a person who used to be athletic and active and now is disabled due to chronic physical and mental illness. It's a tough spot to be in but it's made much harder by the fact that our culture elevates sporting and being active and outdoorsy activities while either ignoring people with disabilities or outright blaming them for their mobility issues. My wife has always been very supportive of me but I don't think she always gets why I feel so vulnerable and out of place in "sports culture" events and groups. I think she thinks I can just come along for fun but it's wrapped up in so much garbage for me that even just spectating is really difficult.

Last night was tough enough because I don't particularly enjoy fancy affairs where you schmooze with strangers and especially was not looking forward to being likely the only queer people there but the sports thing just made things extra hard. That's all everyone talked about. And I get that it's so important! I remember those days too. It's just hard because I feel it was taken away from me. It makes me feel jealous, resentful, frustrated, and bored and all of those are ugly feelings and I don't like it.

I have met some of my wife's sportier friends in the past and they will shake my hand and look at me and my body and say things like "wow you should play hockey/football/basketball/handball." Should I play sports? Should I move my body for fun? Should I wake up every day and use my body in the way it was designed and not be crippled by pain? One time someone said to me "if I had your size I would dominate on the rugby pitch." If you had MY SIZE???? Let me tell you that as a person about 20 years into recovering from bulimia this is absolutely not the kind of shit I want to hear.

Last night someone saw my cane and asked (jokingly, I think?) if it was a sports injury. Nope, I'm disabled. Oh. Another person asked if I had attended this highschool, I said that no I had attended another highschool in the area; they asked if I did sports there, I said I did synchronized swimming until college. "Oh why didn't you continue?" Well jesus not that it's any of your business but that's when I became disabled, actually.

I have not figured out a way to gracefully navigate these situations while still respecting my own boundaries and privacy. They shouldn't be asking these questions but it wasn't too out of place considering the situation either. I just wish I knew what to say. It's hard because I'm still processing how I feel about my body and my limitations and I don't even really like talking about it with my doctors or my therapist, all of whom are awesome, or my friends, who are also awesome, so why would I want to talk about it with this random person? And I'm so mad that all of this got ripped open last night and I felt so vulnerable and upset and it's still getting to me today.

[saturnaous]

I realize I'm not sure I saw, and I haven't asked: what got you into the FMA kick? Did you watch it for the first time recently, or was it a rewatch? What made you want to watch it? Gimme all the context of your obsession.

OKAY OKAY. so actually what made me BE like "holy shit fma? ohhhhh" was. uuhhhh one, one of my mooties (red-r0ver thank you) like not often posting about it but agreeeing when things about it happened or something. there's a media axis thing somewhere on this website that like was like :"well made art-udder dogshit" on Y and "ok.-I will never be the same again/made me eat glass" and ON THAT. in "wellmade art-neverbe the same/made me eat glass" side of it was Fullmetal alchemist. and like it got agreed with or something idk. anyways that's how it fell on my radar. as a like "hmm I don't know anything about it but I wouldn't be opposed to this. it seems like it'd be enjoyable." and yeah. also I should feel I should mention that in the vauge void of it not quite existing in this time period it conisitantly connected in my head with Doctor Stone for some reason. I've literally only seen doctor stone or whatever through crunchyroll adds when I was wtaching that time I got rencarnated as a slime but it somehow got mixed up with fma. wirse crossed or something. idk.

but what ACTUALLY made me watch it was a video that was talking about Disabilities and Queerness in the Owl House. and DURING that. The person who had made the video brought up FMA and Izumi and was going through scenes of stuff of it. I'm pretty sure they were talking about Izumi with her organ damage and not being able ot have kids(how having disability rep can become related in points of your life), but it was going through some scenes of the show.

BASICALLY. I've seen Alphonse around very vaugely. I knew that he existed to an extent. I knew he was a lot of armor or a robot or something. But I had no clue where he was from and who he was. but he existed in a vague void of "cool character design that I want to kiss SO BAD" but nothing else really. did not know jack about him. not even his name. So I saw HIM in the scenes they were playing and I basically went

so. knowing me. an absolute sucker for armor and robots and things of that sort.(stares at ultrakill longingly). I went into a gc with my friends(it's called monster fucker faggot central btw. mffc. it's great) and I. WAIT I can actually get my exact words hold on. FUCK my screenshots are broken on my computer hold on. I will remedy this.

LIVE SPENXER REACTION.anyways. that's how my friend told me before his account got hacked that fullmetal alchemist is supposed ot be like thr greatest anime of all time. and then he told me to watch brotherhood and I DID and then I became OBSESSED and then I read the manga and now I'm watching 03. from literally the first 5 minutes I became obsessed with Alphonse. Alphonse. . . save me alphonse elric. . . alphonse elric saveme. . . anyways. yeah. I also have uerhmmmmm liveblogs somewhere skewed abount my servers and stuff of when I first watched it and when I read the manga. there's actually an image of me bawling my eyes out when I finished bh that my friend saved bc it's his favorite photo of me ever. teehee.

[blogalreadydoesntexist]

httyd3 rant because i promised it before

basic movie junk, character centered, plotline centered, design centered

yes im already working on the next parts for homecoming and shit, ill add their parts to this main post!

no fucking 'this is berk' intro/outro. it's been a staple of the franchise to the point of being included in the two/three shows, and it makes you feel more outcasted, jumping straight into the action instead of the typical build up to Cool Dragon Shit TM that was present in all the other installments.

hiccups actions as chief. hiccup has more than 2 braincells, he would use, i dont know, the good portion of several other closeby islands, instead of risking a, starvation, b, easy spreading fires, c, lack of general resources, etc.

astrid was, eh, in the second movie, but in this one shes just been dumbed all the way down to Girl hate Marriage! Ha Ha! and Female Supporting Role. I can't remember a single line from her, not even the dramatic little talk she and Hiccup have.

do you like snotlout? Good, because hes a fucking dick here. Yes, the shows arent technically canon, but come the fuck on. snotlout doesnt joke about death, not when it was a. his uncle (hc on that but cmon man) b. his chief, and c. his friend's fucking father

eret gets no screentime, which is shitty, considering that hey, the former dragon trapper has been living in harmony for a year now, hows that been going for him (plus all the shit with him and gobber is disgusting, next point!-)

gobber lusting after a man barely older than the boy he raised alongside stoick is gross. Especially when you consider how hes THE only gay character. He was old and disabled and not-instagram-model pretty, yet you have to ruin that (albeit shitty in execution) work just to make your only gay guy lust after a dude way younger to the point where he could have been raising him instead of hiccup?

the whole marriage between astrid/hiccup being so 'iffy' and a 'will they won't they' dragging pain blister is just that, a dragging pain blister. yes, their relationship seems to factory reset every installment (eyes audrey greywind's hiccstrid analysis) but still, this wouldnt happen. especially not with all the forced doubt when you KNOW it's gonna happen because theyre both cishet looking and white

grimmel isnt a villain. if toothless is the only nightfury left, then the nightlights must have been doing some inbreeding, since nightfuries and more so lightfuries are so strongly connected to cats, the dark scales on thunder and his family need to come from somewhere. oh also, i doubt that the island of night was a full ruse or that the cancelled firetides comic was shitting out of its ass about more nightfuries.

the lightfury isnt a good plotline. the prior movie had made a little comment about finding another nightfury, and instead of making a whole subspecies that doesnt even look good, we could have made that foreshadowing AND added more stakes by having mutliple nightfuries under toothless's alpha respect shit. grimmel doesnt get just the dragons, he wipes out an entire species.

toothless and the tail. he wouldnt have come back, not this toothless. the gift of the nightfury my beloved.

you like ruffnut and how shes another strong, anti-dumb blonde woman character? Well, good! you remember how she was smart AND comedic when she got captured by viggo? Yep! This time, she doesnt even check to make sure shes being followed after she was freely let go. So smart and funny and RTTE ruffnut of her, right??

finale shit. Finally, the fucking centerpiece of the steaming pile of horse shit. a. the prior EVERYTHING was all about embracing what makes you different (cough cough autism analogy) and the fact that thw throws that to the side for a 'well we should hide our interests and what we love JUST because there will always be one person who doesnt like it' is fucking idiotic, especially when most of the fandom is made up of queer neurodivergents.

design shit because it deserves whole another category

lightfury - did we need the glitter and literal eyeshadow/liner? how smooth and descaled she is? how stereotypically fem she looks? I already hate her for lore and plot reasons, but cmon! did we need to furry-art-ifiy the very 'this is supposed to look like a real animal' dragons? (no hate to furries, it was just the best thing i could think of to describe how not-animal she looks)

HICCUP. they fucking instgrammed my boy. what happened to his imperfections? his scar? his freckles that were utterly adorable? he looks like plastic now, and (i havent seen a pic of his teeth in a hot second) I dont think he even has his tooth gap anymore

astrid. astrids design was.. okay. i way prefer her hair from httyd2 / rtte, but eh. she just looks like shes already had 3 kids and shes rolling up to her local baptist church, I dont know if its because her hair is more down or what, but she looks No. she looks like just how shes written: stereotypical wife character.

snotlout is pure yes and i love his design here, eret too. erets armor design is more professional and battle-smart looking, while snotlouts is gaudy-ier, with a full head-mask of Hookfang. Pure yes i love my opposite-poles-of-the-autistic-spectrum boys

valka. Oh boy. Same issues with Hiccup, but they aged her down to looking like she just dyed her hair. She genuinely looks younger than Mala, whos supposedly older than her own son. (also little me thought that they were the same age, little comment id just like to add)

I dont mind the others as much (I hate ruffnuts hair in execution, give my girl the glowup she actually deserves) but eugh. valka, astrid, and hiccup are the worst offenders (i also hate everyone other than eret and snotlout and hiccup with stubbly chins but if they were ever bearded i would Gag)

tl;dr: the hidden world goes against the message of the prior installments while also destroying all characters built up over said installments.

[theoldbones]

Help me get my shit together!

(customary dont tag as d0nati0n or fundrai$er, dont get this nuked lol)

Hey yall, in case you thought I was exaggerating about having to make this here we fucking go :'). Ngl this feels really really weird but I'm having a Bad Time atm and would be really thankful for any help. I'm trying to get some assessments done but the NHS waiting list is literally 9 years long for the specific department I've been referred to. My only other option is going private, which sucks but I need this done ASAP :')

My goal is (read: has to be) £1800 -> for a cost breakdown check the read-more

EDIT: I've changed the goal to just £895 just to take things step by step

to help -> click here

Once I am stable on the medication, I will be able to continue forward with my usual GP and will no longer have to pay for medication.

My family has helped where they can but aren't able/willing to help with this (fuck me I guess :/) I'm currently in the process of finding a job which will help but in the meantime, if you're able to help a disabled, queer jew I would be beyond thankful. For those interested, or if you're curious as to why this is so expensive I've included a cost breakdown beyond the £895 in the read-more.

If it helps sweeten the pot and you're in the UK, send me proof of a dono of £5+ and I can make you a small cross-stitch hoop (about 3in diameter) with a design of your choice - I seem to specialise in Stardew Valley designs and will happily turn your pet into your farm assistant <3

If you don't want to donate through the link, you can tip the blog, or if you can't donate I would really appreciate boosting this so folks who can donate see it.

Breakdown:

Assessment - £895

Follow-ups x4* - £900

Estimated cost of meds - £50 per month (I can squeeze this into my current budget for spending)

* They request 3-4 follow-up appointments, one per month, to titrate meds appropriately, the cheapest option is £225 per appointment. I've set up for 4 here because A. knowing my luck it will be that and B. I would much rather be prepared for this than have to be on the hook for an unexpected £225.

Here is the link to the clinic's fee page for full transparancy.

Again, once I am stable on the medication, I will be able to continue forward with my usual GP and will no longer have to pay for medication.

[bonezlyy]

SILLY GUY INTRO‼️

Hello gays in my phone, my name is Ezra and I am a huge fan of the utmv

But the skeleton part specifically

Shocker I know mate, my wattpad got deleted because wattpad is ableist so my headcanons are going to be put here instead

I don’t really know how to explain myself so I’ll do a character intro thing instead because I’m a lazy little shit 🫶🏼

Okay the sheet looked ugly so Im gonna write it by hand

Name: Ezra/Ez

Age: 15

Pronouns: He/him + neos but I cant be arsed to make my card so they dont really matter

Gender: Trans ftm, genderqueer

Sexuality: Aegosexual, Cupioromantic (aroace), gay

And this silly thing

the pet name kinda things aren't romantic in any way btw, I call ppl pet names platonically

If I do this and you dont like it just tell me and I'll stop :3

This blog is a safe space for:

Queer people, I am gay and Aroace myself

Trans people, including xenos. Again, I am trans and use xenos myself

Disabled people, I am autistic myself

Poc people, I am mixed race

Furries/therians/otherkins

Age regressors (sfw)

Systems

‼️DNI IF YOU’RE QUEERPHOBIC, TRANSPHOBIC, RACIST, ABLEIST, A PROSHIPPER OR ARE DISCRIMINATORY TOWARDS ANYONE WHO IS JUST EXISTING AS THEMSELVES‼️

Oh and if you’re that transphobic identity that I can’t remember the name of, where you dont date trans people and ur flag is the PH colours

And any stupid labels like that (mangasexual, dreamsexual and shit like that)

No, this blog will not include nsfw headcanons, they’re teenagers

It will definitely have nsfw/dark jokes because that is most of my humour but no headcanons/scenarios.

This blog is gonna be messy asf but in a hot silly gay way

Anyway I hope you enjoy my blog, there will probably be a lot of shitposting and I might try writing stuff but it’ll be mostly headcanons I think (or hope)

Also, its gonna be a highschool au

Because gay angry teenagers in a big gay friend group

My fucking dream.

Also Toriel is a teacher at this school

Asgore is the head master

And Frisk, Chara, Chris, Asriel, Suzie, Noelle, Alphys, Undyne; and X Chara who will just be called X, are all students too but they kinda just float in the background

And all of the papyrus siblings are either dead, missing, non existent or little children

All the Papyruses will be like 6-12

OH WAIT

and I can’t draw very well but Im trying to learn so I this au can be an actual comic thing

Well it’ll be an AO3 story first but I want to make outfits/designs for them and draw some scenes from it :3

MKAY BYE, HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS FAGULOUS SHITSTORM 💕💕💕

Holy shit this thing is long

I need to learn when to stop talking lmao 💀

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

Apparently the new pride flag looks pretty similar to the MAPs one for anyone not already heavily involved in and aware of disability pride. I hadn't realised as I had avoided paedophile shit at length but it was pointed out to me recently and made me a tad uncomfortable. What are your thoughts on this?

Let me go incognito mode and look into the MAP flag... BRB.

Okay. Now that I’ve seen it, I think, while there are a couple of similarities:

somewhat pastel colors

 with a white stripe in the middle

(Which could also be said of the trans pride, and, to a lesser extent, the aroace pride flags, as well, BTW).

And I think the differences outweigh the similarities:

the black field taking up roughly half the flag’s area.

the diagonal design cutting across the whole flag from upper left to lower right

the arrangement,

and palette of the colors

The so-called MAP flag’s colors are those traditionally associated with infants: two shades of blue, two shade of pink, and pale yellow. The DP flag’s colors are the six “standard” colors of international flag design (the same six colors -- albeit different shades -- as the official Olympic Flag)

Also, though I didn’t look any deeper than the search results page (’cause I just wanted to eee what the flag looked like), I did see links to articles that said that the MAP flag is a hoax, invented by anti-LGBTQIA groups to get people to believe that the Queer Community supports the sexual grooming of children.

Note its similarity to the trans flag, like I mentioned above, and how transphobes are still pushing the lie that trans people are a threat to children -- both the trans flag and this so-called MAP flag existed before this Disability Pride Flag did, so I think whoever came up with it was trying to deliberately link it to the trans flag.

Ultimately, if the reason people confuse it with the Map flag because they’re unfamiliar with the Disability Rights Movement, then we should educate them about the Disability Rights and Disability Pride movements.

[squarestarheart]

I've been talking with an Internet friend who has never dated before and who is now, in their 30s, dipping their toe into dating apps. They asked me, after the n-teenth experience of having to put in all the effort in a conversation: what's the point of being on an app to seek contact and then sucking at it??

I'm poly and have been using all the apps for years. Everyone will tell you that it's rough out there, but what does that mean?

I agree that it's frustrating. I try to be empathetic about it though: we live in an extremely difficult time and human contact is hard. We're all so exhausted by life and work and even though we want connection and intimacy it takes work and energy to find it.

People have so many stressors. The social institutions that we've relied on to make social connections for centuries have been privatized or defunded to shit. Most people barely have the energy to have a job- hardly ever enough pay for the amount of effort that goes in- cook and clean, exercise, rest.

(never mind time and energy for processing trauma, or to be chronically ill or disabled, or the base load of existing in the world while neurodivergent or queer or nonwhite or anything else)

Then the solution to loneliness is packaged and monetized and marketed to you- dating apps! ...which are designed to keep you swiping and wanting more, with just enough success stories to leave you with a glimmer of hope.

Then you get a match, and they get a match, and you're both so jaded by the whole process that you are both ready to just pass on this match, because why invest that tiny little grain of energy you have left into something that's probably not going to work out? If you met in real life, maybe you'd actually get along well, but who knows- you're existing in a toxic ecosystem and you need to keep your defenses up, and that, too, is exhausting.

The punk option here is what I try to do: engage with every person with whatever energy I have, and then forgive them if they can't match my energy, because it's a fucking sisyphean nightmare out there and I can't blame them for not having the spoons right now. I'm fighting for intimacy and if I keep fighting I'll find someone who's ready to fight alongside me too.

[ratgrrrlgames]

Hierarchies of Circles

This is a collection of anarchist 12-word RPGs for the Anarchy in the Tabletop, 12-Word RPG, and Forever Open Source Jams.

don’t know anything about art or design and I only know a little bit about anarchism. I most closely align with anarchist communism, but as a queer chronically disabled and neurodivergent non binary trans womxn, I have a lot of frustration with ‘purist’, anti-voting, accelerationist bullshit that wants anarchism on a mountain of marginalised corpses.

We need to live to be able to fight

Love, support and solidarity

- RATGRRRL

I am Queer in every sense.

I don't make things for bigots.

Hierarchies of circles is released under a Creative Comrades License.

Artwork and assets are Attribution 4.0 International , Creative Comrades or public domain Licenses

I can't stop bigots using my fucking Queer shit, but they are absolutely not welcome to it and I will call them the fuck out.

Marginalized folx or anyone who can't afford to pay for whatever reason, please pick this up for free!

Thanks to 

Strega Wolf van den Berg (Inspiration and art)

Sergei Nechayev by Pavlov's House (Directly inspiring some of the games and being a perfect soundtrack for this)

Much That is Good and All That is Evil by Jeeyon Shim (Directly Inspiring one of the games)

[splathousefiction]

On Twitter, Musk, And More

As a 33 year old queer sex worker, I'm in a unique position compared to a large swath of my audience.

I've been on the internet over two decades. I've watched message boards shift into five social media companies, and the way in which we do creative expression become affected because of that. The internet used to be larger and weirder. Now even the most niche corners have a merch store, a patreon, and a one hour deep dive youtube video done by a top-five creator. It's not that the mystery is gone. Far from it-it's that capitalism melts all solids into a congealed mass. The weirdness and scattered nature of the internet has been sacrificed at the alter of the almighty dollar.

Those affected most by it were the same victims that always fall prey to capitalism-BIPOC folks, the queers, the neurodivergent and the disabled. We were tossed into the meat grinder and told to either conform into the everyone-is-a-rockstar marketability of "influencer" culture or drown. There's a lot of bodies in the ocean and a whole lot of screaming, and it's impossible to hear any one voice over the others. They turned our voices and our power into an indescribable cacophony, and they did it for money, as always.

We were forced into being nomads, carving a space for ourselves from the bedrock and defending it every fucking day. It's exhausting. There's a lot of infighting, both by our own and bad actors. But it was fucking ours regardless, and we did what we could with our empire of dirt.

Truth is though, we knew it wouldn't last forever. We knew there'd come a day because of rampant conservative fascism or that they'd simply deem us "unmarketable" and toss us aside.

So here we are with twitter falling apart because of the raging ego of a single transphobic bigot, and a lot of y'all are experiencing being a digital nomad from a major platform for perhaps the first time.

I want you to know, you're gonna be okay.

Splathouse originally started as a Tumblr blog before their original NSFW purge in 2017. I immediately decided to do self hosting (which is really what I advise all of you to do) and used social media platforms as ancillary ways to reach my content on the main page.

If you're an artist or a performer or a whatever the fuck, I really advise you to follow that path. Self hosting is cheap and legitimately requires no HTML/webcoding knowledge. It helps, sure, but I designed my site five beers in on a cell-phone hotspot and it suits my needs just fine.

Circling back though, these sites come and go. Sometimes they limp along for a great while and you come back (It took five years, but I'm back here on tumblr again). Sometimes they fall apart overnight. The really hilarious part about all of it is though, they're still a part of a capitalist system and thus that whole "marketplace of ideas" thing most of them like to brag about using. That means there is competition and different opportunities to build an audience.

So don't panic.

Look into self hosting and cough up the dough to make it happen if you can, but don't panic. Tag your shit appropriately, be sure to follow your friends and boost each other. But don't panic.

All this shit that seems new is just the same old song and dance these corporate cock suckers have been slinging longer than some of you have even been alive.

You're gonna be fine. I promise.