#learn from it

[b0bthebuilder35]

[xxchubby-pubbyxx]

Honest to god what made you think comparing a trans woman to a man would be okay.

What made you think that these women, who fought(and are still fighting) tooth and fucking NAIL to be themselves and be seen for who they really are(you know, women), would be okay with you coming up and saying they look like this male character/person.

Did you really think that would make them happy? That they’d be grateful for it?? That they’d laugh and agree with you???

Be for fucking real.

And they’re NOT being over sensitive about it.

Because get this!

The average cis woman doesn’t like being compared to men EITHER!!!!

One time my dad told his accountant, with his whole ass chest, like it was so cool, that she looked like Conway Twitty. Conway Twitty!!!!!! She very much did NOT like it and I wanted to DIE.

So what in gods FUCKING name makes you think a TRANS WOMAN would be okay with it. Seriously. These women who are constantly misgendered in everyday life in every environment. Can’t even get people to not call them “Dude” for fucks sake!!! Are targeted constantly for just being themselves.

And you come in and say “wow you look like *insert male person here*!”

Yeah I’m sure you really made that trans women’s day. Made her whole fucking life I bet.

And it’s so fucking shitty. So shitty that it feels like I have to bring up cis women on a post about trans women to try to make you get it. It shouldn’t be like this.

A trans woman saying “Don’t do this” is enough. It’s more than enough.

[seventhdiscipleworldwide]

All This Effort For Nothing.😐

Tom has fallen deeply in love with a beautiful female cat, but his affection is unreciprocated due to a wealthy rival, Butch, who wins her over with expensive gifts and displays of wealth. Tom, desperate to win her back, goes to great lengths, including borrowing money and buying extravagant gifts, only to find himself repeatedly outdone by Butch. As Tom’s efforts prove futile, he becomes increasingly despondent. Jerry, observing Tom’s downward spiral, empathizes with his friend’s plight, reflecting on his own relationship troubles. The episode concludes on a particularly dark note with both Tom and Jerry sitting on a railway track, seemingly giving up on life, as a train approaches in the distance.

[carrcrashhearts]

my genuine advice for a lot of yall on here is to lose the victim complex. yes those bad things happened to you, yes those people hurt you, but you can choose to never let someone treat you like that again—and that’s where you take back your power.

[miabeyy]

ADDICTION

Mia Palencia

Someone wants to be your friend,

willing to be by your side ‘til the end.

You’ll have a good time together,

for staying means fun for forever.

This dearest friend has many flavors,

and you’ll be blinded by its colors.

You have the freedom to choose,

but make sure you have nothing to lose.

For when you taste its precious venom,

you’ll be drowned in a great addiction.

You’ll adore this dearest friend of yours,

for it will be giving you timeless valor.

Time by time you’ll seek for its presence,

as having it with you is like a present.

You’ll forget everything when it’s with you,

lost in its allure, like a dream come true.

But beware of its cunning disguise,

for addiction’s embrace can be a clever guise.

It starts as a friend, but soon takes control,

leaving you yearning with a longing soul.

So tread carefully on this treacherous path,

seek other joys, explore life’s vibrant swath.

Remember, there is more to behold,

than the clutches of addiction, so bold.

[iamthemess]

JL finding out bat secrets, but it's in the most simple ways.

Barry: how old do you think Robin is?

Oliver: you met him last week, he's like 12

Barry: yeah but like, he was 14-ish when we started the justice league

Hal: maybe he's an immortal vampire like batman

Nightwing: that's ridiculous

Hal: we have aliens and gods on this team. Why not vampires?!

Wally: can't be immortal if he was 14 then but 12 now

Barry: I've cracked it, there's more than one

Oliver: Your genius amazes and astounds

Barry: So the first Robin should be like 30 by now

Dick: WHAT

Dick: 30! IM 26

Dick now in crisis: I AM NOT THAT OLD YET

Barry: Hold on, wha-

*Wally silently laughing at Dick despite them being almost the same age*

Oliver: Were you Robin?!?!?!

Dick: I can't believe this betrayal! It's called mid 20's and you're no longer invited to Christmas Ollie!

Oliver: I was invited to your Christmas!?!

Wally: Well, not anymore you're not

Hal: Can I come?

Dick: that's up to Batman

Hal:...

Dick: Coward, this is why you aren't invited to family Christmas

Barry: YOURE RELATED TO BATMAN?!

Oliver: I WAS INVITED TO BATMANS FAMILY CHRISTMAS?!?!?!

[ashcremated]

reposting old art saga continues: something something no war au?? politically relevant lifechanging field trip?? that inevitably turned in my Let Yue Say Fuck agenda

[corrodedparadox]

Handposting

[abbierhoad]

This is so important. And I hope if anyone comes across my posts they take the time to read this.

Your personal triggers and squicks do not get to determine what kind of art other people make.

People make shit. It's what we do. We make shit to explore, to inspire, to explain, to understand, but also to cope, to process, to educate, to warn, to go, "hey, wouldn't that be fucked up? Wild, right?"

Yes, sure, there are things that should be handled with care if they are used at all. But plenty more things are subjective. Some things are just not going to be to your tastes. So go find something that is to your tastes and stop worrying so much about what other people are doing and trying to dictate universal moral precepts about art based on your personal triggers and squicks.

I find possession stories super fucking triggering if I encounter them without warning, especially if they function as a sexual abuse metaphor. I'm not over here campaigning for every horror artist to stop writing possession stories because they make me feel shaky and dissociated. I just check Does The Dog Die before watching certain genres, and I have my husband or roommate preview anything I think might upset me so they can give me more detail. And if I genuinely don't think I can't handle it, I don't watch it. It's that simple.

[1rabong]

What if.. Glorfindel joined the Fellowship,,

[bitterbareface]

People not comprehending Nosferatu correctly might kill me. Yes it's erotic and about pleasure but yes it's devastating and about child sexual abuse. It's a movie about victimhood, about being already dead, about longing for the great beyond, about never feeling safe from your abuser, about always expecting one more rape must be endured. It is about being an ugly victim, a neurotic victim. About your supposed allies tying you down for fear you will rip their world to ribbons. It is about facing the abuser, facing the pleasure the abuser brought. It is about men seeking to silence a plague in the quiet of the night when grooming and abuse can only be destroyed by pulling it into the light of morning.

[prlssprfctn]

Jason refusing to admit that Bruce and him are alike, while Bruce being oblivious to their raging similarity is the funniest case scenario ever.

Tim, waking up after a nap, and seeing a familiar big figure standing with his back to him: Hey, Jason.

Bruce, turning around, confused: Jason left an hour ago.

Tim: ...Sorry, you look like twins

Bruce, sighing: I wish. But we are not, really.

Tim: ??????

Some goon, shivering from fear: B-Batman, please, spare me!

Red Hood, leaving the shadow, even madder than before: Do I look like fucking Batman to you, man?

Goon: I-I mean, when you are standing in the darkness with your arms on your chest, and say "Now, talk"—

Red Hood, irritated: One word, and I am putting a bullet in your empty head.

Goon: Yesss, sir.

Damian, staring as everyone in the house first put cereal in the bowl, and then add milk, while Jason and Bruce demonstratively (and obliviously) do it in the opposite order in the perfect synchronisation: Why do they—

Alfred, shaking his head: Please, don't point it out, Master Damian. Either way, they will start arguing, and Master Jason will instantly teach himself to do it in the opposite way.

Damian, rolling his eyes: Whatever.

Dick: So, do you all know that Bruce and Jason refuse to admit that they are alike?

Everyone: (nod)

Dick, smirking: I fucked up Bruce's files and Jason's guns in the span of a minute...

Everyone: Why would you do that—

Bruce and Jason, from the opposite sides of manor, in the same furious voice: RICHARD JOHN GRAYSON

Dick: ...Just to demonstrate to you THIS. Now, if you don't mind, I'll go get back to Blüdhaven.

[hellspawnmotel]

whatever *tezuka-styles your deltarune cast*

[wishfulsketching]

I hope they danced in the bar as young adults, not stressing over the revolution, just living it up