omfg scrolling your dash in public is like playing russian roulette with a gun made of gay porn
(Source: captaincoulson, via formerlyroxy)
omfg scrolling your dash in public is like playing russian roulette with a gun made of gay porn
(Source: captaincoulson, via formerlyroxy)
Hahahaha this could be me. I so know THIS moment…
I have yet to see a picture that sums up my life as accurately as this one.
Those curls aren’t natural, they’re three hours in the bathroom every morning.
I always suspected Giorno with that pose where he pulls half his shirt open.
I blame Dio, it’s no wonder the guy is in love with himself with that heritage.
All of the above = TRUE FACTS
What? You make it sound like the impulse to slash characters from your childhood is unusual!
– queertiesarecool, regarding Tokyo Mew Mew, but I think it applies to pretty much everything
You know what makes people different from animals? We’re the only species on Earth that observes Shark Week. Sharks don’t even observe Shark Week; but we do. For the same reason, I can pick up this pencil, tell you its name is Steve, and then go like this; [snaps it in half; gasps of horror] and part of you dies, just a little bit on the inside. Because people can connect with anything. We can sympathise with a pencil, we can forgive a shark, and we can give Ben Affleck an Academy Award for Screenwriting. People can find the good in just about anything except themselves.
– Jeff Winger from Community
EXACTLY.
By 503316
“Bella, you know how you get when you’re caffeinated. I need you to be calm for when I impregnate you with a vampire baby that wants to eat your uterus. I’m worried about your well-being after all.”
Pfffffft
(Source: reasoningwithvampires, via femmequeen)
Always, darling. Always.
4fr.
“Politically Correct” Should Be Renamed “Not Being a Douche”
I think it’s a good idea.
Here’s an example from my life: I’ll call you out for using “Oriental” as a way to homogenize all Asian people, and I’ll probably be even more fervent when you do it as a joke. When you roll your eyes at me and say I’m being “politically correct,” you’re essentially saying that it’s my problem and not a problem inherently in the terminology of “Oriental.” You’re saying that the problem is not, in fact, the history of the historical commodification and homogenization of a people from an entire continent, and that the problem is certainly not the Europeans who decided to engage in such activities and reap the benefits from several Asian cultures.
Nope, the problem is obviously me and my tiny little feelings which are apparently less important than yours, and so you can use “politically correct” as a way to further diminish those feelings because it obviously means I am wrong and you are right. Good for you, rebellious savior who defeated the politically correct half-Asian lesbian and her evil evil feelings!
So yeah, people should stop waving “you’re being politically correct!” as if it’s some kind of penalty card you can use, because to me, it just shows that they think someone’s right to condescendingly joke or disparage is more important than someone’s right not to feel disrespected. Excuse me if I’m walking an extra step to make sure people feeling valued and respected.
(via glamaphonic)
You guys know about vampires? … You know, vampires have no reflections in a mirror? There’s this idea that monsters don’t have reflections in a mirror. And what I’ve always thought isn’t that monsters don’t have reflections in a mirror. It’s that if you want to make a human being into a monster, deny them, at the cultural level, any reflection of themselves. And growing up, I felt like a monster in some ways. I didn’t see myself reflected at all. I was like, “Yo, is something wrong with me? That the whole society seems to think that people like me don’t exist? And part of what inspired me, was this deep desire that before I died, I would make a couple of mirrors. That I would make some mirrors so that kids like me might see themselves reflected back and might not feel so monstrous for it.
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I DISAGREE SINCE MOST OF THE MAJOR PEOPLE WHO JUST HAVE TECH (IRON MAN, BATMAN) ARE SUPER GROSS EXAMPLES OF DISGUSTINGLY RICH WHITE DUDE PRIVILEGE. Though Tony spends marginally less time beating up brown people than Bruce does.Wasn’t that the point with Tony? Like it was meant to be satire of that type of guy. That is how I’ve always seen it. I mean..that type of character can’t be serious…right? I feel like I’ve got the wrong impression of these dudes X.x; or am reading through privilege goggles.
I haven’t read any of the comics and my knowledge of these guys comes from hollywood movies, a bit of tumblr, and when it’s in pop culture so I could be completely off base.
Uhhh…:| /trails off.
No, it’s not satire.
I mean. Tony Stark is disgustingly rich and his dad was disgustingly rich before him and the fundamental basis of his character is that he’s a super capitalist weapons contractor. In the films, they make him have a crisis of conscience about this and he’s super charming to boot, but the fact that the way he deals with and the narrative frames/presents his wealth is humorous, doesn’t actually make him a satirical character. You have to actually be… critiquing something to be satire. Like you’re meant to laugh at Tony for being ridiculously privileged and over the top in the expressions of that privilege, but also to be charmed at the same time. They’re not actually deconstructing his privilege in any meaningful way. They’re just going, oh this poor irresponsible billionaire who has only just realized that manufacturing super-advanced weapons and selling them hurts the little people!! ;___; WELL NOW HE WILL SAVE THOSE LITTLE PEOPLE BY KEEPING ALL HIS SUPER ADVANCED WEAPONRY FOR ONLY HIM TO USE!!1
And Batman isn’t meant to be laughed at all. You’re supposed to fully respect and sympathize with and admire (and, as you did in your original post, MORESO than people who were born with or otherwise attained superpowers) the fact that he made himself into this perfect machine of fighting and detective-ing out of his personal quest for vengeance and not think twice about the fact that this was only possible BECAUSE he’s a white, billionaire dude a level of privilege that’s basically the equivalent of having superpowers in the real world, and neither are you meant to examine that this extraordinarily privilege individual just elected himself the bringer of vigilante justice to a city that he could have used his BILLIONS OF DOLLARS to help in a multitude of ways that don’t involve beating up and feeding into the prison industrial complex a bunch of people who are exponentially less privileged than him in a variety of ways because he just hates criminals so much due a specifically, personal loss that he faced.
I mean, I bet a lot of ~scum of the earth~ who he’s put in prison’s parents are dead too at the hands of people just like the ones who killed his. They just didn’t have a massive fortune to carry them through life and give them the resources to seek out vigilante justice for it or even, ultimately, keep them from falling through the cracks.
[POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING: discussion of mental illness, medication.]
I am just so tired of this gross and grossly common ~belief~ that, for someone with mental illness, medication will numb you; it will strip out your feelings; it will cut out what makes you you.
The thing is, some medications work differently than other medications! Paxil is not Effexor is not Wellbutrin is not Lithium. And sometimes medication doesn’t work for some people with mental illness, at all. But sometimes medication does work! Sometimes it works BEAUTIFULLY. Sometimes you have to try a couple different medications before you find one that works for you. Sometimes you have to take a couple different medications together. Sometimes you need just one. Sometimes medication, while effective, just isn’t for you!
Blanket statements are nobody’s friend. No one person’s mental illness is the same as another person’s. The problem with the aforementioned belief—that psychiatric medication will effectively shut you down—is that it demonizes psychiatric medication! It says, “Psychiatric medication is scary and bad, and wouldn’t it be better just to deal with your illness on your own instead of taking this medication? After all, your illness can’t be that bad!” It says, “You shouldn’t take psychiatric medication. You should do this on your own.” It says, “Your mental illness is you.”
Maybe you, reading this, can do it on your own. But I can’t. When I’m not medicated, that’s when I’m numb. That’s when my feelings are dull and washed out and gone. I’m erratic and irrational and dangerous to myself. I have horrible and terrifying obsessive thoughts and compulsions of self-violence. None of that is me. For me, medication has proved a savior. I write when I’m medicated, because I have the clarity of mind needed to concentrate on my work. I read books and watch TV and play games, because I can enjoy them. When I’m on my medication, I can feel. And I love feeling. I love emotions. I love loving. Sometimes I even love arguments, not because I enjoy arguing, but because it’s just so astounding to be able to feel anger.
So—when you say “psychiatric medication is dangerous and it will fuck you up,” what I hear is “you would be better off scared and alone and dead inside again.”
Stop saying that.
I’ve struggled with depression since I was about 12. I’ve had severe anxiety issues for literally as long as I can remember. For my entire life, I never once sought help or treatment because I grew up in a culture that told me that psychiatric treatment was for whiners, for people who weren’t strong enough to deal with their own problems, and that there was nothing REALLY wrong with me buckling down and getting over it wouldn’t fix; a culture that told me that medication would make me a zombie and really that was only for CRAZY people, you know, people who needed to be institutionalized, not people ~like me.
I sought treatment for the very first time in my life earlier this year. I got a therapist and subsequently a psychiatrist and I started medication for the first time in the beginning of August.
Sometimes, I think back to how I felt before and I don’t know how I survived. It is almost impossible for me to conceive that I lived for 27 years that full of despair, that unrelentingly miserable, that beaten down and dull and barely able to muster the energy to bother to get out bed or the belief that it would matter at all if I did or if I just… stopped and ceased to exist. I lived terrified of my own brain, of my own thoughts, because I couldn’t control them, because sometimes they just appeared as if from somewhere else and plopped down in my head and wouldn’t go away and tormented me until I didn’t want to be alive. I just wanted oblivion because it had to be better than that. And the worst part was, I didn’t know that there was another way. I knew it intellectually but I had never experienced it except for fleeting moments of peace. I didn’t know what it was like to walk through life without constantly being on red alert for the moment when my brain would stop the constant dull hum that was the closest I knew to quiet and go back to blaring at me so loudly that I had no time or energy or emotion to do anything but try to shut it up.
Medication saved my fucking life. I actually live now. I write and I laugh and I have fun and I’m happy, not for just a few moments until my mind catches up with me, but sustained and it is still so completely fucking weird to me that that’s even possible.
Medication doesn’t work for everyone, nothing does, but it sure as fuck worked for me, so don’t you ever tell me I’d be better off without it.
(Source: formerlyroxy)
another reminder for some douches on the adventure time tag, since you still seem to not be getting it :)
When queer people get excited about potential queer relationships
It’s not because it’s “kawaii” shipping
It’s because
they
are
queer
and they want
to see that reflected
in the characters on tv
I don’t know why this is so hard for you assholes to comprehend, I don’t know why it’s so upsetting to you for people to read characters as friends with queer backstories, did you know - we queers have friends AND SOMETIMES WE DATE/FUCK THOSE FRIENDS TOO WOW YEAH IT’S TRUE!!??? - but I’ll just keep posting to the tag where you can see me and hope it gets through eventually. :)
RE: Why fandom is exploding with Marceline/Bubblegum fanart
I’m really taken aback (in a pleasant way) by the massive outpouring of fan love for this pairing since that barely 5 minute long episode clip leaked. On the other hand, I’ve seen a couple people asking, “Why is it such a BIG deal?” (generally, people who don’t ship it) and I thought an explanation was in order.
First off, if you aren’t a queer person who watches cartoons, it’s probably NOT a big deal to you. Asking why this scene is important is like a straight person at a Gay pride march saying “Why don’t I get a parade?” The thing is, you DO get one. It’s on every other street, every day.
If you’re a queer person who likes cartoon series, you will be extremely hard pressed to find any representation of someone like you. You cling to every bit of subtext you can find, make up your own headcanons, so that you can feel some identification with the characters.
So when a moment like this leaked Adventure Time clip comes out, where it’s not even subtext, it feels pretty canon… it’s kind of an earth-shatteringly huge deal. It’s a feeling of, “Wow, I can relate to this! Wow, they aren’t treating people like me as nasty freaks who must be erased from all public media!”
I suspect if you aren’t a member of a minority group who is constantly erased or misrepresented, you will never understand what a big deal it is to have a moment of representation. And by that token, you will never understand why people of such groups react SO STRONGLY and with such unbridled joy and celebration when it happens.
(via glamaphonic)