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y’all
a mutual of mine
suddenly has posts on their blog
with links to “find women to have sex with”
my mutual is NOT POSTING THESE
tumblr just got even worse
on that note PLEASE let me know if i’m suddenly posting random pictures of women with a link underneath the photo. don’t click the link, just FYI.
i do suggest reblogging this in case someone sees this happening to someone else they follow
yeah, same thing happened to a comic creator i follow during the protest
bot brute-forced their password and posted pictures of women with links underneath
keep an eye out and let the person know
PLEASE LET ME KNOW
PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LET ME KNOW!!!
THIS IS ICKY!! If it ever says I posted something like this, IT NOT MEEEEE!! please let me know ASAP!!
10. They’ll make it about the way you’re talking, rather than what you’re talking about.
11. They exaggerate.
12. They are judgemental.
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“Officers were advised on November 21 of a man hiding in stalls and unscrewing lights around him to darken the area. When police arrived, the suspect was gone. But when police received a similar report a week later, they were able to locate the suspect and identify him. Sackett was arrested on December 4 and released on $750 unsecured bond.”
Misogyny means the hatred of women.
See, at first, people’s reaction is to laugh about this. But women have to live around the men who hate us and these men don’t just hate us they went to hurt us. The hatred of women is no laughing matter because it results in real harm, real torture, real death.
This man is going to hurt women, if he hasn’t already.
His real name is Stephen Sackett. Other names he uses : Steven Bobcat and Stephen Ray.
without men, who would be raping and killing us?
lol
Um boosting for my fellow Austinites to AVOID THIS CREEP
A reminder that online “trolls” are actually just practicing to harm women irl. There is no separation of online and physical self.
reblogging for my own reference as someone moving to Austin in a few months. yikes.
To those of you that fear recovery because you’ve become so comfortable with your suffering:
You don’t notice it leave. It goes away slowly and you don’t even notice it’s gone until youre happy and content.
You won’t miss it. It won’t hurt. You won’t be empty. I promise it will be so much better than your head tells you.
To those who worry you won’t be “you” anymore: You’ll be different, yes, but it’s a process of growing into the best version of yourself. You’ll stumble sometimes simply because some habit you developed to cope is now out of place, but you’ll be so much more able to pick yourself up again. And you will be who you were meant to be, without the distortion caused by illness. Be prepared for some grief for your old life, but don’t let that make you afraid to embrace the new one.
❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗
I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)
THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR
PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE
☆ Reblogging the version not invaded by pedophiles/pedophile apologists ☆
@kirbyhatespedos
@yourfavehatespedos this is prob a pretty old list, but just stumbled upon it and thought you guys should see it.
Thank you!! Please boost this just in case everyone!!
Apparently the last post was too long.
I need to get out of negative and money for groceries. I don’t eat much and I don’t get paid until next Wednesday.
I’m not asking for much. But donations are appreciated.
My PayPal
My Venmo
You are not obligated to reblog or donate, but it is appreciated.
I am almost out of negative! Thank you to everyone who helped so far! Keep boosting!
Keep boosting please!
I was sent to the ER yesterday 12/11.
My ovarian cyst ripped open and is bleeding into my system, there’s not much they can do but give me pain medication and wait a few days.
I’m now out $100 for my ER copay.
Please consider boosting/donating while I recover my health. I’m unable to return to work because the pain medication is so strong I cannot drive.
A Portrait of an Orgasm by Ev'Yan Whitney
My orgasm is the fuel in my tank, the mediator between me & my lover’s quarrels, the inspiration for all of the work that I do, & the shuttle I take when I’m desiring to come home to myself.
She is shy & elusive, bold & fierce. She will not allow me to have much time away from her. And when I finally do beckon her call, Orgasm courses through my body with such strong, jolting waves as if to frankly remind me of my potential for pleasure.
My orgasm knows when I am not relaxing into the moment or the natural rhythms of my arousal. When I or my partner begin to try too hard to chase her, she vanishes from my field of vision, from the grasp of my body.
My orgasm does not like to be chased, & she cannot blossom under the pressure of being conquered. The moment I or my partner begin to see her as a conquest, as something that must happen, she disappears.
My orgasm has sometimes been the bane of my existence, & the simple lack of her has the ability to shift my moods, my perspectives of life & of my sexuality. Not having an orgasm can occasionally spur in me false ideas about my relationship, about men, about the fallibility of my body.
And yet, there are times when my orgasm does not come, where she chooses, it seems, to not show up in order to teach me a lesson of patience, of ease, of the importance of sex without her, of how, without her, I am still a sexual woman. In these moments, though flustered with sexual frustration, I am grateful for the deep wisdom she offers me.
My orgasm sends me home to the Divine. Through my orgasm, I have seen & felt God. Through my orgasm, I have experienced & witnessed the Goddess within myself.
The spirit of my orgasm does not leave me when the climax is through, but continues to buzz through my body & infiltrate every little thing that I do: pushing a shopping cart, walking my dog, talking to my mother, writing this very post.
I am never separated from my orgasm, though I admit that I sometimes fail to acknowledge her existence & incredible power in my life. I also tend to ignore the tuggings of my yoni to bring her into my present life. I am getting better at this.
My orgasm feels like weightlessness, like suspension of time & space, like enlightenment—all within a matter of minutes.
My orgasm helps remind me of my potency, of my propensity to desire, of my potential to reach & generate robust pleasure.
My orgasm asks of me to surrender, to trust my self & my body, to give all of myself to the present moment to feel intensely.
Most of us have been in an abusive relationship, except the abuse started when we were young and it was with our parents that was abusing us.
Eventually the abuse stopped but for some, it still continued.
I read somewhere that for people who were in abusive relationships as children, it becomes harder for them to leave abusive relationships as adults because of how their parents modeled love for them with periods of abuse.
It can even make it difficult to identify abusive dynamics in a relationship when you have associated certain things like guilt, shame, manipulation, etc, with love because that’s what your parents did while saying it was love.
Most accurate sht ever. Sometimes it’s just how your brain is wired until you’re told in a manner you can unlearn it. We out here hurting people but genuinely and with no intentions on it. Waking up is on you though
^^^^ the scary part is the subconscious of it. That it’s a normalization because I’m doing this because I love you.. or it hurts me more than it hurts you. And until you are in a situation or meet a person that shows you the complete opposite do you realize that you have been through abuse and trauma.
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it’s getting close to Thanksgiving in the US so i wanted to pass around a link to the Wôpanâak Language Reclamation Project
Donate if you can, and even if you can’t, spend some time this November educating yourself about the history of the very-much-still-alive tribe that sat down with the pilgrims, the continued history of colonization in America, and about the tribe/s whose land you are occupying.
help me get through the week pls
I make new posts because the only ones lose momentum but here’s the run-down for what I need:
As always, my bf and I need help with transportation, as the public bus system where i live is unreliable, inconvenient, and has unnecessarily convoluted routes. Also with the weather changing, it’s more difficult to be outside. I also have asked for help in getting a coat for the winter from my wishlist, since I don’t have one now. The coat has been generously purchased by @idreamofgenome!
Also I have a phone bill due tomorrow for $40 dollars
it’s not fun asking for help so often but anyone who wants to help please do so. I have a few commission slots open at @artbytomi for anyone who is interested in buying art from me. thank you for all the help you’ve given so far!
paypal: [email protected] cash.me/$tomi1 venmo: tominova
Adding to this for rhe rest of the week, i was able to take care of the phone bill, I wabt to buy food for us. I will have to work for Thanksgiving so I won’t be able have time with my loved ones and i Know uber/lyft will be crazy
Hey so after an unexpected turn of events, Dave’s son is staying with us after his abusive mother dropped him off after a rough morning at daycare, but not before causing a huge scene and saying evil things to this little boy. We both have such tight schedules and there’s no one to help us look after him so Dave is taking off work but we need real food and we’re already not gonna be able to do anything for Thanksgiving but we want to make him comfortable and happy and be surrounded by people who love him instead of his narcissistic and volatile grandmother. Please I’m really desperate and already run the fuck down and we were not prepared for this. please help
Can I watch a great film knowing the actresses in it were terrorized and mistreated the entire time? Can I watch a football game knowing that the players are getting brain injuries right before my eyes? Can I listen to my favorite albums anymore knowing that the singers were all beating their wives in between studio sessions? Can I eat at the new fancy taco place knowing when the building that used to be there got bulldozed eight families got kicked out of their homes so they could be replaced with condos and a chain restaurant? Can I wear the affordable clothes I bought downtown that were probably assembled in a sweatshop with child labor? Can I eat quinoa? Can I eat this burger? Can I drink this bottled water? Can I buy a car and drive to work because I’m sick of taking an hour each way on the subway? Whose bones do I stand on? Whose bones am I standing on right now?
On one hand, it’s a privilege to be able to choose to acknowledge these horrors or not–we’re going to acknowledge that privilege. On the other hand, I once attended a lecture by the explorerer-conservationist Jacques-Yves Cousteau’s daughter and son and they had a lot of opinions about what we could do to help the environment and the ocean and I talked about how in my country, we have to drink bottled water, because it’s a desert and there’s only salt water all around, but we’re contributing to pollution and all of these things…
And she looked at me and told me not to fall into the trap of “activist guilt.” I couldn’t remember the exact words, but, it was the first time I’d heard the term and it took a weight off my shoulders.
We do what we can. It’s so much better than giving up entirely or not doing anything at all because we can’t do it perfectly. It doesn’t benefit anyone in the end if we just sit around feeling guilty about every little thing in life. I’d just joined tumblr back then (haha, so like, eight or nine years ago at this point?), I was being exposed to way more than I’d ever been before (I was previously just into feminism and animal rights/wildlife conservation/environmentalism since I was a kid), and it was weighing on me.
As long as humans are humans and living flawed lives, many consumed by greed, there will not be anything in this world untouched by evil.
I usually avoid stuff that says it was made in China or other cheap looking knockoffs, out of fear of them being made in sweatshops (now, I know even a lot of big brands use those…), it’s exhausting. Then, I read something about how people who actually lived and worked in those would still buy this cheap stuff and how this shocked the foreigner reporting on it, but they just looked confused like, it’s what they can afford and them avoiding consuming it isn’t going to change the whole system from the ground-up.
… it went on about how “money talks” and choosing where to put your money still feeds the whole capitalist system and is nearly a way of comforting yourself, but you not buying doesn’t mean everyone else isn’t. What needs to be tackled is at a much higher level than any of us can reach.
Of course, I’d still, given the choice, give my money to companies I agree with and I’ll boycott what I know to support awful stuff, but I also feel no superiority over this and know now it’s not as black and white or easy as I thought it was.
This is the same reason that moral purity “you can’t enjoy [x] because it’s Problematic ™” is such nonsense, because nothing is pure. There’s something bad about everything if you dig deep enough. As long as we lived in flawed human societies we’ve got to make the best of what they offer us. If you have the choice and means, please, do support those who do good, but also, don’t beat yourself up over not living up to an unattainable ideal.
No one can. You’ll just make yourself so miserable, you either burn up and stop fighting entirely or you’ll make yourself a non-productive, depressed heap just out of a bleeding heart left unchecked. You can’t make a change to this world if you refuse to engage in it.
Have a related article with self-care tips for activists.
Purity is one of the worst, most harmful myths humans ever invented.
Dear Nina and Black Like Her are the first two experimental short films in the Sunday Kinfolk & Theatre Roscius triptych series. Through employing techniques of experimental and devised theatre, Constance Strickland draws us into her world filled with a “myriad of unresolved emotions.” We are pleased to share that both films are now currently available online.
Dear Nina (2015, 19 minutes)
Dear Nina offers a glimpse into the life of Cora, a woman whose hidden truths and troubled past are revealed through a series of letters.
“Performing Artist, Constance Strickland; Poet, C.L. McFadyen (onceuponapoet) and Visual Storyteller, Renata Cherlise strives to use art as a vessel to create dialogue centered around the triggers, stereotypes, and myths of mental illness while offering an honest depiction of abuse through personal accounts. The trio introduces Dear Nina as a collective coping mechanism towards the healing of the mind, body, and spirit of the black woman.”
Black Like Her (2014, 13 minutes)
Black Like Her explores womanhood through jazz and movements while centered around the traumatic experiences from the spirit of Laura Nelson.
“The 1911 lynching of the African American woman Laura Nelson, who was abducted from her jail cell, raped and, along with her son, lynched by a mob in Okfuskee County, Oklahoma, is evocative of a story told many times over in the annals of America’s most shameful history. In this case, however, these component parts have merged into a single story that has resonated throughout the decades as a battle cry for the black woman in America, and for womanhood in general.“ Read more here.
Obtain information about these narratives and others on Sunday Kinfolk
It is always an honor to work with the powerful Renata Cherlise of Sunday Kinfolk.
A scale model showing how mangrove forests protect coasts from wave erosion.
But y’all just wanna cut the trees huh!
Officially at my lowest low. The kids and I are in a homeless shelter. I am not in the mood to make a long post honestly I feel pathetic. Please donate if you can. This isn’t where I wanna be. I can go into the program they offer without having cash aid which can take months and months to get. I’m still going to apply but I’ll need help in the meantime. If you can, please please donate. https://www.youcaring.com/evea-king-430790
Who would have thought after 3 years and almost 15,000 notes and hella donations that I would be back in such a similar situation. Except now? It’s far worse. So here’s what’s happening.
My ex who I ran away from 3 years ago, turns out to be a fucking pedophile! My children both came to me with explicit details of their abuse, and now I am in a messy custody battle with someone who shouldn’t even be around children. Oh, and I’m homeless again. & in a shelter again. Should have heeded the warning I suppose. ANYWAY, I am safe and I do not plan on leaving the shelter until I am 100% able. I am currently in college and 4 months from finishing the esthetics program, so I believe staying in the shelter will keep me on my toes. All I am needing is transportation of my own. I have a lot of trouble getting to therapy appointments so for that, my case has been switched to juvenile. I need to work! I need to finish school! I need help and the people around me are either inconsistent or unavailable. I want nothing more than enough to get a safe and reliable car. I can handle the rest from there, so please be there for us like you were before! I am making a lot of progress but continue to get kicked down.
PLEASE DO NOT USE OLD GOFUND ME LINK. IT DOESNT WORK. Please use https://www.gofundme.com/help-get-me-a-reliable-car
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My ex who I ran away from 3 years ago, turns out to be a fucking pedophile! My children both came to me with explicit details of their abuse
Ok i didn’t expect that