none of you understand what character playlists are supposed to be anymore. this is not a “what the character would listen to” situation this is not a random song order whatever feels right type of thing YOU DONT GET IT. you are supposed to tell a story . you are supposed to cultivate a vibe . each song needs to flow into the next so well you wonder how theyre not same artist. you need a list of songs in custom order with lyrics that make you think of your blorbo and then you throw up. do you get it? do you understand ?? SHAKES YOU .
btw if you're not indian and you don't live in india esp if you're white please.. please don't be quiet about the farmer's situation because you don't want to be offensive. it's harder for BJP/RSS to maintain their hold over the narrative in face of international criticism and it's EXTREMELY DIFFICULT for Indians to criticise the government and have anyone listen. we're just labelled as antinational and arrested. but they can't call stephanie whitegirl american a pakistani/antinational if she posts about it on her twitter with thousands of followers.
that Rihanna tweet has done SO much for us because the propaganda peddlers look STUPID calling an incredibly wealthy American with no stake in the situation anti-national and EVERYONE can see it.
warnings: feelings of self-hate, alluding to traumatic and dark experiences, struggling with identity, abusive families, implied death of a family member, feeling abandoned, loneliness, hints of struggling with mental health - it's all pretty abstract but there are def hints to some potentially triggering topics
wc: 750+
a/n: yeah... this has been sitting in my drafts for quite a while and i thought it was time i posted it lmao also these get progressively longer AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY FHGSBFNSDF IM SO SORRY JJUNIE IG I JUST HAD A LOT TO SAY ABT HUENING ?????
a boy that wishes he was someone else. yeonjun is the perfect and revised version of himself that he sees: a kind, talented, confident, handsome, loving, and lovable golden boy. yeonjun isn't bitter, like he is. yeonjun isn't inadequate, like he is. yeonjun isn't hard to love, like he is. yeonjun is confident- it's in his sturdy letters and his level voice, his easy attitude and laidback air. yeonjun's mirrors aren't shattered. yeonjun's shoes aren't filled with holes. time passes and his small daydreams of yeonjun become an obsession and a coping mechanism for every time he feels like breaking down because of how much he hates himself... but a bitter dream that refuses to let go of his ankles is all yeonjun will ever be, because he'll never be able to find the courage to change or love himself... right?
choi soobin
a girl who's gone through too much too young. her eyes are horrifyingly filled with the look of a person who's seen the world in all its ugly and painful colors, someone who has been put through indescribable things. she is young, but she is anything but pure only because she's seen too much. all she wants is someone who still has wisps of youthful dreams and the soft kisses of childhood painting his cheeks a soft cherry red of a bright soul. someone who will teach her what climbing up the tree in front of the school, fooling around behind the snacks aisle of the local grocery store, or small bowl of cheap ramen shared with friends at night feels like. someone who will paint images of his life for her and mend her open wounds, to soothe her stinging fists and patch her holes with the softest of smiles and purest of laughs.
other members under the cut!
choi beomgyu
a young adult that doesn't think they are real. they don’t know who they even are- they walk through the world pale and breathless. their footsteps are silent and their shadow blends in with the floors. they aren‘t multifaceted enough to be cold, and too shallow to be shy. they are simply a blank figure walking through the world, and beomgyu haunts them every moment of their life, an image of the complete opposite of them. beomgyu is a boy who is defined in every way: his beautiful features, his distinct laugh, his strong thoughts, his firm voice. he is breathtaking and irreplaceable, colors flowing from his hands, his eyes, his mouth, until they seep into his surroundings and paint the world around him a little more beautifully. beomgyu is an unforgettable and unshakable presence in their life, and as they feel their identity slipping through their fingers day by day, they turn desperately to the boy. but beomgyu is selfish; he keeps his colors to himself as he watches them fade away, his laugh carrying farther and longer than they ever will.
kang taehyun
a young boy waiting for his big brother, his superhero, to come back. he spends his days tucked into the corner of his room farthest from the kitchen downstairs, as if the few feet will muffle the sounds of the shouts and shattering glass. his teeth are always gritted and his hands red from wringing them in anxiousness, waiting for the inevitable moment when they barge into his room and take their anger out on them. inspecting the bruises littering his arms, the boy never loses his hope that one day, his brother will come back. there's nothing more that he wants; just his tall, strong brother to hold him in his arms again and sing to him until the voices go away. someone who knows what he's going through because they're going through the exact same thing, except they're brave enough to protect him. his big brother, who ruffled his hair and spoke in the strongest, most melodious voice, whose brightest mind made up stories for the both of them at night, whose fingers tapped a steady rhythm on his heart when he got nervous. there's a small part of him that knows taehyun is gone forever- and maybe he should be happy for him that he finally escaped this hellhole and is at peace- but the boy can't help but refuse to accept that he's been left alone. if lying to himself and pretending his brother is still in this world - in front of him, holding him - means that he can drown out the voices downstairs, then so be it.
hueningkai
a lonely girl who longs for a friend. the wind is bitter when you're sitting alone, and everything about the world just seems so much bleaker when you don't have anybody. she longs for someone real- not family members, whose contracted love drips in ingenuity behind their straight teeth and tight lips. not classmates, who only approach her when they want something. no, she wants someone who really, truly loves her- someone who will stick with her through the light and dark times, someone who will let her cry on his shoulder no matter how often or how long it happens. she imagines her best friend to have a contagious laugh- loud and unapologetic, and the biggest heart that loved everybody around him wholeheartedly, and even if he got hurt, that was okay, because she would be there for him like he would be for her. hueningkai's name would roll off her lips in a knowing whisper when they murmur stories to each other under the covers, trying to muffle their laughs that seem to bubble out of them no matter what they do. maybe he would be tall, so he could tower over her and she could tease him, call him a gentle giant, like she saw other people do to their friends. she wouldn't mind getting teased by him, either, because neither of them would have real venom in their tone, only fondness. maybe he would talk animately, moving his hands around wildly and imitating the voices of the people involved in whatever story he was telling. maybe he would tickle her and play fight her, making her laugh so hard that her stomach hurt. maybe his room would be her go-to spot when she was upset, and not the school bathroom. maybe her life wouldn't be so painful if she just had him, just one person to talk to. maybe, maybe, maybe...
Y'all wanna know why we don’t see or hear about trans people from that era?
That’s because that picture was taken at what is known in its native language as Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, it is the place where the first trans healthcare was developed, where the term transsexual was coined.
Do you want to know what happened to the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft?
It was the victim of the very first Nazi book burning. Their teachings were outlawed and their books destroyed. Their leaders - such as Magnus Hirschfeld - were criminalized and exiled, if not outright murdered.
The fascists exterminated not just a generation of trans people, but they erased our history from the books almost entirely. It took us almost a century to get back to where we are now.
We’ve always been here, but our future is not guaranteed. We have to fight for our survival, because it’s happening again.
PAIRING ▸ park sunghoon x fem!reader (ft. yang jungwon)
GENRES ▸ horror, supernatural (vampires), kinda friends to lovers
WARNINGS ▸ profanity, mentions of death, missing people, mild depictions of gore, unrequited love
SUMMARY ▸ all you wanted to do was confess your feelings to park sunghoon. what you didn’t expect was to see him standing next to a bleeding-out sim jaeyun.
WORD COUNT ▸ 6720 words
PLAYLIST ▸ outro : cross the line by enhypen • somebody’s watching me by rockwell • thriller by michael jackson
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ spooky szn has come to an end and it was my month so i couldn’t just ?? not post a fic ?? i hope you guys enjoy !! ♡ also the ending is open-ended so bring forth your theories :’)
13:34:02
OCTOBER 28, 2021
HALLOWEEN WAS RUINED BEFORE IT EVEN BEGAN.
There was a time when your city was dull. There was no thrill. No excitement. The closest thing you could get to a scare was being pulled over for speeding.
Until the missing persons cases started coming up.
At first, they went over everyone’s heads. As twisted as it sounded, a disappearance or two was of no concern. A couple of people crying couldn’t be heard over the masses.
Then it snowballed. Cases surged. People were going missing left and right. The mayor declared a citywide curfew, enforcing that people had to be in their homes before dark or they’d be fined. Mass panic arose, and people demanded answers from the police, who had nothing to say on the matter. It wasn’t that they were slacking on the case; rather, they had no idea what the hell was going on. People vanishing without a trace wasn’t exactly easy to get leads on.
Im literally imagining some government worker in russia logging onto tumblr.edu and thinking to themselves “better change my url to ‘black-galaxy-magic’ to stay young n hip and relevant with the youth of america”
sooooo let’s break it down then because the fact that tumblr sent this email is mega important
if yall haven’t been living under a rock for the last year and a half, you may have heard that trump won the election. and you may have also heard that trump was helped out by russia in a ton of ways. one of those ways was by the russian troll farm, the internet research agency (IRA). there were 84 accounts on tumblr spreading anti-hillary propaganda and general discontent, mainly targeting POC and “socially aware” youth. some of those accounts were HUGELY influential, “4mysquad” being one of the top ones with tons of followers and popular posts.
a lot of them started with relatively innocent, pro-POC posts to gain a following, before moving on to anti-police, anti-hillary, and general anti-establishment to create distrust in the only major-party candidate against trump. like I said, many of the accounts were hugely influential so their posts spread FAR. all that visibility led to increased voter apathy, meaning less voter turnout and fewer people voting against trump. and tumblr was silent on this after the official indictment of the IRA, until literally just yesterday.
so to sum up, the email you and a ton of other people got is saying that you were following and sharing posts from russian pro-trump propaganda blogs. i’d ask that you PLEASE reblog this, because it’s super important that everyone who got this email knows why they got it, knows what it means, and hopefully knows what they might be able to do better in the future
Yes, this is four years old, but as someone who’s been on Tumblr way too long I dug this up as a reminder that no, even this hellsite isn’t beneath this kind of active sabotage.
Even with everything we’ve put up with for the past four years, it looks like the same tricks are still working. Please vote blue, US followers. The only reason not to is to keep Trump in power, and there are people out there actively trying to enforce that.
my friend is a Black trans woman who's facing eviction next month, can you please boost her fundraiser? gf. me/u/zk7ftq
urgent!! pls boost/reblog, Chandra is on the verge of being evicted at the end of the month and needs money to find trans-friendly housing and money for surgery. u can donate to their gofundme here.
look. other people have commented on this before, but it seems like it needs to be said again because some of y’all aren’t getting the message.
asian people are a marginalized minority. what about this do people not understand. asian people are marginalized because we live in a system of white supremacy and in this system, asian people will never be white and will never have the power of white people. just because a lot of asians are relatively well off financially does not mean we are not marginalized; there are other ways to be excluded and treated as unequal besides in terms of money, and this completely ignores the millions of asian people who are poor and working class, including the women who were killed in atlanta. asian people are not basically white- we look different, so we are treated different, just like any minority. it’s that simple. if asian people were not marginalized, why else would hate crimes against asian people rise dramatically in 2020. why else would we be attacked in the streets. why else would people tell us to go back to where we came from. why else would the chinese exclusion act be passed, japanese american citizens be shipped to the midwest during world war 2, vietnamese people massacred by american soldiers in the 70s. asian people are being killed now. if we are not marginalized, why are there targets on our backs for existing.
black lives matter and stop asian hate are movements for social justice that have the same root cause: destroying white supremacy. black and asian communities have often been pitted against each other by white institutions seeking to take advantage of sowing discord between minority groups, but there is a rich history of black-asian solidarity during the fight for civil rights in the late 20th century. yes, anti-blackness is a real, endemic issue in asian communities, especially among older asians. and yes, asians can also experience racism (see this addition on a reblog about why i changed this) hate from black individuals- see these examples of cardi b using an anti-asian slur, this incident that happened yesterday of a black man pouring unknown liquid on an asian woman. neither is acceptable. supporting one movement does not negate your support for the other. you can do both, in fact, you should do both. realize that we all have a common enemy here, and it’s the system of white supremacy that has oppressed us. we are not free from white supremacy until it is all entirely eradicated, for everyone.
just because i speak in the collective sense about asian people does not mean that all asian people are the same. even though some of us may look similar, with black hair and “small” eyes, that is only a representative image of some east/southeast asian people. asia is vast and incredibly diverse, and each nation has its own culture, language, and traditions. in addition, the asian diaspora is huge. asian people live all over the world, in varying economic, social, and political situations. different asian people in different areas have very different problems, even within the same country. an asian in a small town in nebraska will have a very different experience than an asian in paris. a korean person will have a different experience in a given place from an indian person. i don’t know how many times in my life i’ve been asked, “are you chinese?” the answer is no, i’m not, and a lot of asians aren’t chinese. tied into this is the mistaken belief of some nonasians in the western world that all asians are still allegiant to the country of their heritage and speak the language of that country, which manifests in comments like “oh your english is so good!” or “are you, like, communist?” first off, it ignores the very real possibility that an asian person could be born outside asian countries, and second, being from a certain country by no means determines whether you’re loyal to it and agree with its policies. i just saw this with an anon claiming all chinese people support the government’s reeducation camps for uyghur muslims. this is absolutely preposterous.
finally, a word on allyship. i have zero faith in people- and by that i mean white people- to continue talking about this and spreading awareness about anti-asian racism. part of it is this model minority myth, that asians are basically as well off as white people, at least financially and academically, so they can figure things out by themselves. no. absolutely not. we cannot get out of the hole white supremacy has put us into without white people making a genuine, legitimate effort to confront their own biases. your white tears, your prayers and thoughts, they mean nothing when the blood of our families and friends runs in the streets. they mean nothing if you haven’t bothered to learn a single thing about your own prejudices. i hope to god that i am wrong about this. i hope for my family, my friends, and myself that y’all will continue to be loud about this, because we are tired of screaming for help in a crowd where we are invisible and no one cares. but i’m a skeptic for a reason, and it took a massacre for people to notice what was happening. i don’t know if i’ll ever be proven wrong.
here are some links and posts below where you can learn about this issue and donate:
anti-asian violence resources
61 places to donate to help asian americans
donation links
microaggressions against asian people
twitter thread of resources
asian therapists in the us and canada
asian hate coping resources (in several different languages)
