#maybe it's the hypocrisy that gets to me

[sea-owl]

I'll be honest I have way more respect for character arcs that go the world was cruel to me so I made sure no one would feel that pain again rather than the arcs that go the world was cruel to me so I continued the cycle of pain.

I just always find myself thinking if you hated it so much, then why continue the cycle?

[lavendermemoriess]

"that mclaren is illegal." no it isn't. lando just has the skills. if ur driver has a skill issue just say that 🤷‍♀️

[painfullyprickedandticked]

even ignoring my well-documented bias towards stolitz and other striker ships, it’s just... genuinely disturbing to me that blitzker got so popular in the fandom? and very few seem to see anything weird about it yet they complain that a consensual transactional sex is somehow the worst thing ever - even though its obvious theyre going to take time apart to get better on their own terms before getting together legitimately as more or less when theyve developed past their own issues - but trying to murder someones entire support network isnt?

like blitzø and striker have few things in common but they’re meant to be foils – blitzø does what he does to make a living, but striker does what he does because he’s got this massive superiority complex that makes him think hes better than any other imp. he’s just a self internalized racist who despises being half imp and takes it out on every other imp that’s not on “his level”. he’s also this horrible, petulant ticking time bomb (i say this as a fan) who flips out whenever he’s given the slightest challenge, and continues to actively cause massive problems for everyone until literally the end of his screentime. he’s only “nice and flirty” to blitzø to get him to join him but he harms blitzø’s friends moxxie, millie and fizz who are basically his found family.

anybody shows him an inch of slight interest because theyre unaware of his intentions, and all he does is take advantage of this. blitzø would have to do all the work in the relationship and all he gets out of it is a mildly amusing guy who also constantly causes crisises and nearly gets him and his friends killed on a regular basis. somehow people look at this and go “wow, how romantic”.

ship whoever you want but I personally see no appeal in blitzker BECAUSE of this along with rabid shippers who constantly bash the canon ship and the creator for not making their otp happen.

[francy-sketches]

'Let people enjoy things' warriors r like yes I'm anti harassment unless you make a general negative statement about something I like not targeting any one specific person in which case we're all gonna dogpile on you to tell you you're being a mean bully :((( bc of how anti harassment we are

[skrunksthatwunk]

you go to a lesbian blog and find it says women only!! no men allowed!!! and go oh! excuse me, um, what about other lesbians? plenty of lesbians are genderqueer... and they go well, okay, go fuck yourself tim chop off your sweaty dick and stop calling yourself a lesbian. you do not have a dick, actually. you think about that fact often, even though it does you no good. you do not tell this person that.

you go to another lesbian blog and it says women only and you try again, and this time they change it to wlw + nblw only (non-men who love non-men :D). and you'll say hey i appreciate that but gender's not really that cut and dry for a lot of people. someone could be both a man and nonbinary, for instance. i just worry that you're looking at nonbinary as a generic third gender, or an extension of womanhood. i mean yeah you include nblw in your tags but all your posts are about pussy-havers exclusively. what's with that? and they say go fuck yourself you pervy man pretending to be a lesbian. you tried to sneak in but i won't let you.

so you go to a lesbian blog with a dozen or so posts about queer people needing to be more weird about it and you sigh in relief. but you still see the men dni. that's odd. hoping for the best, you say hey! i know you mean well but please maybe don't put men dni at the end of the lovely posts on your lesbian blog bc some lesbians are men. and they'll be like ok!! well you're allowed ;) and you say no that's not. no. some men are lesbians not just me. you think about your own dicklessness and wonder if that's why you were given entry. and you add that even if male lesbians are allowed, there's no indication of that. how would anyone know without asking? and they're like ohh gotcha gotcha well men dni + this is for sapphics only!! and you'll be like ok well that treats the concepts of men and sapphics as mutually exclusive identities and i just told you that's not true and you agreed with me so.. i don't think that solves our problem. and they're like. ok. fine. men dni but genderfluid and multigender people are allowed! and you're like no see that's. that's still the same thing.. you're saying the same thing just with different words. if you don't want men to interact but you're fine with multigender/genderfluid/etc ppl interacting then you either don't see them as Real Men (because they don't reach a standard of Full Manhood) or Complete Men (because they're only Part-Time Men), both of which suggest that they are, in some way, not men or less-than men, which is invalidating and defeats the point of the exception in the first place (accommodation) OR that you don't really mean the dni which is confusing and inconsistent and makes guydykes feel weird and uncomfortable and excluded from the lesbian space you're trying to cultivate. and they're like um. ok. so. cishet men dni? and you're like well i think that makes more sense, but what if someone identifies as both a cishet man and a sapphic? again, if we're trying to accommodate the genderfucky populace then that has to be a possibility that is considered. and they say god you people are never happy. what do you want me to do? what am i supposed to say to keep the right men out? and you pause. you empathize with the need for a space free from dudes trying to fuck you straight and feminine. dudes who watch lesbian porn and joke about what they'd do if they were allowed into girls locker rooms. who look at you like a piece of meat, and like someone who looks at women like pieces of meat in the same way he does. you get it. you know. you want a space where you can be sapphic, too. that's why you came to these blogs in the first place. you brace yourself and you say well i don't know that there are "right men" to keep out. i don't know that there's any single label that would accomplish whatever it is you're trying to accomplish. you could go for "sapphics only" or "queers only" and i think that might be the closest thing to what you want, but it's never going to be perfect. creating any exclusive space is going to shut out people you didn't account for, and the broader the label, the more people will be shut out that you didn't want to shut out. and what about people who don't know if they're allowed? what of questioning transbians, where are they supposed to go? and, frankly, i think i might rather my dykey posts get read and appreciated by a gay guy who sees me as a man than a woman who only sees me as a sacred womb, pure from male perversions or violence or whatever. i think community might just be more complex than a dni can handle. and they look at you and say i don't want to not have a dni. i think you're too permissive. you can't just "what about" or microlabel your way into everything. go fuck yourself, i bet you're not even a lesbian anyway. go find a real problem to get mad about.

you go to a lesbian blog. you ignore the men dni because you know you probably don't even count to them. or maybe you do count and, out of respect for your manhood, they'd shun you accordingly. you try to feel okay about that. you scroll past dozens of posts about mediocre men and gagging at straight friends' boyfriends and how gross and undeserving men are of the beautiful women they couple up with and how all women should be gay so they can get treated right and and and and and. you finally find a post about curling into someone you love and feeling at peace and try to lose yourself in it. you know that feeling is what unites you, what makes you belong. you try to focus on it. you think about carding your hands through a butch's hair or lacing fingers with a femme and feeling warm and loved and more yourself than you ever have before. like this is who you're meant to be. you read about lesboys and butch boytoys and genderfucky dykes and big hairy deep-voiced wonderful women (like you want to be someday, like you wish you could make yourself) and you try to ignore the men dni underneath each and every post. and you daydream about meeting someone kind and earnest at a lesbian bar even though you don't think any such bars exist within three states of you and you can't drink and don't want to drink because you need to be in control of yourself at all times so you don't fuck up like you're always about to and here in the nonexistent lesbian bar you feel wanted and safe and in good company. you picture your ideal, happiest self. it is a mistake. ideal-you has a goatee. not the mascara one you smear on and call drag even though you know it's not drag, not really, the beard you call drag because you think everyone would look at you sadly if you told them it was just to pretend you had something out of your reach. a beard that's soft and that you grew and that cannot be smudged away if you get too comfortable with it. the dream shatters. your people pull away from you, their scoffs mixing with the mind-numbing gay girl bedroom pop you learned to settle for just to have something that almost resembled you, they all pull away and turn their backs and do not look at you. you're too close to being a man now, even though you're the same amount of man as before. and they know you're not supposed to interact with men, not as you would with dykes, at least. and it sours. it's all your imagination, all in your head, but it sours.

you sigh. you think about how small you are. how short, how narrow, how feeble. how your voice pitches up when you talk to strangers because it's easier to speak quietly when it carries more, and because you're nervous. because it's a chore to talk, like everything is. you think about testosterone. you think about how your family would look at you, the questions they would ask, your answers they would only pretend to accept. the uncomfortable glances and whispered questions they'd try to hide from you. you think about how small you are, and how small you will always be. how you don't know of a way to fix it, but even if there was one, no one would want you anymore. you'd be the only one thinking it made you a cooler dyke. you think about how you don't even want a T-voice all the time, how you'll never be able to switch it at will, because you don't know how and can't bring yourself to figure it out. you think about how your throat closes around every hint of your own attraction. how wanting is perverse, how wanting is invasive, how wanting is embarrassing and too vulnerable so it must stay anonymous, as an online witness, and how you can barely manage to form or maintain friendships because your brain makes you pull away, always spinning out and struggling to recover from the simplest of interactions. how they'll all leave you and you won't chase after them at all and how that will hurt them. how stuck you get. how it looks like nothing's holding you back, how that frustrates everyone who thought you were going to be more than you were. the people you love who understand except when it comes to being ghosted, being shut out. how you don't want to hurt them. how you can't tell them that because you're stuck. how you turn to stone when touched, how you never reach out, how you lose your speech and can't look at people, how your autism is fun and sexy until it becomes real and you never see them anymore, how much you longed for someone who knew everything without you having to explain, and who loved you anyway. how unreasonable you know that is to expect of anyone. you think about that not-even-real lesbian bar. you think about how you still can't drive. how you can't leave your home on your own, without dragging somebody into helping you. how you can't leave your body. how you can't leave your manhood behind.

you think about finding another lesbian blog and ignoring everything. about skimming it for the parts you can juice some meaning from. the parts men ignore and don't understand, and how typical of you it is to do so. or the parts where you're not welcome and you should accept that, because it's for lesbians only. how you are a lesbian anyway. how you're meant to choose lesbian or man, how each is a betrayal of some kind to yourself or your people, your family, your lovely strangers, your rare friendly acquaintances. about the parts that tell you you're not wanted, that you're ugly and lazy and gross and insert yourself everywhere without even asking. about the parts that tell you you are hated, and how lesbians are above it all by rejecting men. how lesbians are each blessed miracles. about the parts that say you should be ashamed of being whatever twisted confused freak you are, of everything, of looking and wanting or not looking or not wanting, of picking and choosing instead of taking it all in with a smile. after all, shouldn't you take it? or is your ego too fragile, as men's so often are? aren't you tired? good. we're not here for your consumption. and we sure as hell don't want your company or "community" or whatever. didn't you read the sign? no boys allowed. and if you want to come in you have to make up your mind. as if you haven't told them the only answer you have. you're both. you're both.

you know you broke the rule by interacting.

but it gets lonely sometimes. you wonder if they know.

[cobbssecondbelt]

Jon Favreau saying himself that Bo-Katan was a member of the Death Watch then writing in his own show a bunch of Mandalorians shitting on Death Watch while actively idolizing Bo-Katan who's sitting right next to them

[daz4i]

ik it's not good to latch onto a mental illness as your defining trait but also. babe i don't have much else going on or any other sense of identity beyond it

[syn0vial]

so, i've been seeing a lot about the new BG3 epilogues, but i gotta ask: do you get a similar epilogue if you choose to become the absolute at the end? i know it's unlikely, but... i have thoughts about how that could go 👀

[negativepeanuthoarder]

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[mx-paint]

there's something both extremely sad and funny about a self proclaimed fan of a series drawing a whole comic about how much the characters would hate the fanart of them in wedding dresses and how much the Lord above has left the earth in the 30 years when the creator of it has been saying since the nineties they're in gay-love (even having them as his wedding topping for his real life actual wedding to his real life actual wife)

[worm-priest]

Atiny twitter is infighting over woosan shippers and I get it but fans need to stop being hypocritical and decide if they are actually against rp shipping or if they just hate woosan

San got an umbrella on his new custom in ears and people started getting mad at anybody who mentioned woosan but you could say SH and HJ are fucking and people would think it’s funny and cool to say

[bugsbenefit]

every time i see something relogged on my dash that says "remember guys we know xyz already" and then it's a screenshot of an anonymous curiouscat message someone got i die a little inside. think about what you're saying for a second that is not credible in any way, anyone can send messages like that hell, I could have sent that too for all anyone knows 😭 literally go off with theorizing but seeing people try to back it up with random anon claims is so frustrating, it'd be more credible if you just reasoned it without needing to rely on anonymous socmed users. especially because i check twt for (provable) leaks too and i've seen these accounts myself. and they always have a slew of anon "leakers" that either contradict each other or just say things we already know will happen based on what the crew have said. and then i go on tumblr and everyone cherry picks the "real" leaks from these anons because they like what anon is saying and is ignoring the batshit insane anon right after who's saying their fav is dying or something

old man yells at cloud here but it's just so stupid to see. random anon socmed users getting presented as real proof that can make or break a theory is the dumbest thing i can't take any of your other takes seriously if you do that help. getting an irl eye roll every time

[jynjackets]

And if this were a Jyn show, literally why the fuck would I care about any character other than off-screen Cassian until the character finally earns it?

[musical-chick-13]

Oh not me avoiding a wildly popular piece of media that I’d probably actually like out of sheer spite.

[i-pickleu]

I am a walking catch-22 and hypocrite:

Who the hell am I to tell someone what they can or can't do, I can't do that

and

Who the hell are you to tell someone what they can or can't do, you can't do that

[its-pluto2]

Yes, the Bad Batch are whitewashed.

Yes, the clones in the SW animations are whitewashed.

Yes, the whitewashing should be eliminated.

Yes, the whitewashing is bad.

No, the whitewashing should not be justified or ignored ever.

And yes, if you reblog a gifset of Rex or Cody or Wolffe, you're reblogging a gifset of whitewashed clones voiced by the same white actor.

And yes, if you hate on someone for making content of TBB using original footage and still use the original footage from TCW and/or are okay with the same content with original footage of TCW, there's a bit of a double standard there.