Kitty Want A Fucking Break From It All

My posting habits are insanely irregular in both topic and time, you have been warned. Also we're some kind of plural, collective pronouns they/he [TME] (and i have a bsky now so check it out if you want lol https://bsky.app/profile/chaos-cubed.bsky.social )

[chaos-cubed]

If anyone here is looking for my art i have it all tagged under #art

(edit 2025: i actually have an art only side blog now @chaos-cubed-art , if you like my art but don't want my eight bajillion reblogs on your dash, consider giving it a follow!)

[museaway]

"the fandom is dead" so revive it. yes you. anyone can be start this. you don't have to be an artist or writer or vid maker or make edits to get things moving again. crawl through tags & share existing posts. comment on fic. queue art from a decade ago. shout about how much you love the thing. if you have the energy and desire, make some new stuff. write a fic. doodle your favorites. organize events. your enthusiasm might end up drawing people back. things probably won't ever go back to what they were at the fandom's height but love the thing loudly, even if it's just you

[buzzfeedlgbt]

The list goes on and on –> (x)

[orogs-deactivated20190120]

If anyone is interested in a longer history on black trans people, Black On Both  Sides by C. Riley Snorton has been on my to-read list for a while now, and has some pretty excellent reviews.

[cookbookbutch]

I no longer give a fuck whether any of the accusations against Jason Arday were true. We all know that a white man accused of plagiarism in Arday's place, no matter how credibly, would've received one story, maybe two, and then the news cycle would have moved on to literally anything else with more relevance.

But the press was ecstatic for a chance to discredit EDI (always referred to as DEI, because we all know who half these pieces of shit are getting their cues from too), and every single Black person in academia for being a woke diversity hire. The news cycle has been stuck for a ridiculously long time on the story of one (1!) man perhaps having dodgy credentials and academic history as a chance to put Black people aiming for any kind of proficiency and success in their fucking place. The case was brought to light by a self-professed race realist (read: outright racist) who believes Black people are genetically inferior, and this motive, and the implications of his accusations, were hardly questioned (and let's not act like this wasn't because a huge number of these reporters absolutely fucking AGREED, because racism in this country is rife and barely challenged, no matter how inaccurate and no matter how vile). No matter how accurate any of Cofnas' claims, we know why he was making them. We KNOW why.

Black people and other racial minorities in the UK are endlessly scrutinised, presumed incompetent, accused at every turn, and now a man is dead. He has been hounded and harrassed and made a scapegoat by a whole nation of journalists and now he's fucking dead. And not one of these ghoulish newspapers is ever going to admit to the blood on their hands.

[admircot]

interesting kinship i noticed

[pansylair]

🏵️ Ceramic hummingbird hawk-moth sculpture 🏵️

Cone 5.5 stoneware, underglaze, glaze, nichrome wire, china paint, gold filled chain (SOLD)!

[bloodyhandprint]

did you know avoidance only makes all of your problems worse. no one has ever discovered this before

[transcyberism]

I've suspected this for a long time but I usually try not to think about it

[bakedbananners]

do you draw susie with stubble? it's a cool look

yah it’s supposed to resemble heat pits in snakes :3

[onenicebugperday]

Puerto Rican velvet worm, Peripatus juanensis, Peripatidae

Photographed in Puerto Rico by wesgapp

[rupertbbare]

Now available in Blue Raspberry!

Indigo Velvet Worm aka Ngaokeoke (Peripatus indigo)

[anglaised]

not fully related but thats also y when i see yall on here like “awww i wish we had purple people or people with horns or people with neon green eyes….💔” im like. yall cant even handle black people…yall cant even handle caring about people like 5 shades darker than you….u want the world to be ‘whimsical’ or whatever yet ur completely fine with white supremacy 😭 evil ass individuals u cant handle a cyclops or a fairy u cant even handle hip hop!!!!

[undefinedeffigy]

something that makes us super insecure is the way how every other system on tumblr somehow always just Knows there has been a split and just Knows about clear cut alters and those alters always already know their oreferences and "codings" like colours, codenames, significant features that tell them apart from other members in art (generally them having any sense if self at all honestly)

it takes a while for us to find that sense of self, and even then we are still insecure a lot

like some of us are so insecure that we dont consider ourselves seperate people (im holding 7s hand so hard rn. and 609.) and/or we are questioning whether we truly are people or just a mess of fragments pretending to be someone (3 i love you and i promise it's ok to be inconsistent)

[semiplural]

There's this perceived expectation in some plural spaces to understand everything about yourselves, to know who you are at all times, to be able to spot each other instantly, to generally have it all sorted out. It's complete bullshit. I promise you're not alone.

Not a single system we've met has known everything about themselves, but a lot of us have reason to hide that fact.

We still live in a world that stereotypes Western systems as one of a few things:

Actually just one person who's very confused, sick, or fucked in the head. A permanently helpless, deeply ill victim who needs to be saved by a therapist or psychiatrist. A traumatized little meow meow who can never have a meaningful life without delving deeply into all the horrible trauma and becoming one normal person. A problem to be fixed.

Secretly a murderer, criminal, etc. May be lying about it to get out of being responsible for their actions. (Thanks, Hollywood.)

Imaginary friends. Not real, not something that needs to be interacted with, just something to ignore as a quirk (or maybe reason to point someone at therapy to make them stop talking about it).

Clear-cut, well-rounded, and strongly-characterized people that anyone on the street would be able to notice. Distinct enough to obviously be different people despite sharing a face. Subtlety? What's that? (See also: stereotype one. Somehow, these often coexist. "You're all parts of one person, so I can treat you the same even though you act differently all the time.")

Possessed.

Malingerers faking a disorder that doesn't exist.

Like it or not, these stereotypes affect how people interact with each other, and they affect how people interact with systems. Being openly plural will get you some negative reactions rooted in stereotypes even if you do your best to bust myths when explaining yourselves. That's the case both offline and online.

Only one of these stereotypes is sort of positive to the average person in Western spaces. (I could go on a whole tangent about possession as a positive experience across different cultures, or the phenomenon of imaginary friends still sometimes being real enough to matter to other people, but the stereotype isn't usually that positive. It's more like The Exorcist than anything else.)

A lot of folks want to feel not just known, but liked.

Is it any wonder that there's so much pressure to fit that one sort-of-okay stereotype? To look separate and well-defined, even if you aren't? To give the world every reason to believe you about your own existence, especially if you doubt it yourselves?

(Another thing experienced by just about every system we've met: chronic or occasional doubt/denial. It's easy to think that getting an outside person to believe you will get rid of the doubt. It probably won't.)

And how much worse does this get online, where there aren't readily-available tools for folks who can't easily put down a clear-cut name, face, and set of traits for strangers to browse? Social media wasn't designed for us. There are no easy markers to list for the nameless, unpersoned, and unknown.

What are we left to do in a world that expects us to know more than we do? Where people still go on hunts for "fakers" and use any scrap of inconsistency or confusion as justification for a callout? Where, in hopes of being believed or just seen by someone, a lot of us have learned to lean into the least harmful of the stereotypes that get used against us?

Have a name, a face, a color, preferences, quirks, all nicely sorted and never shared. Make that perfect social media profile that reads like a Wikipedia article. Be so obvious that no one could miss you- after all, they're not going to look for you, let alone believe you otherwise. We've barely got a public understanding that systems can exist, let alone exist fuzzily.

Half the time, you're seeing someone's best guess presented as fact because there's not much else to do in a social space without making someone else uncomfortable- without directly challenging the expectation that you will be concrete, unique, distinct, obvious.

"If you can describe and explain it clearly, then it must be real enough to matter. If you can't, then it's fake."

Bullshit.

In reality, we're often messy, blocked off from ourselves, contradictory, fuzzy, overlapping, and confusing. System members can hide, pretend to be each other, lie, withhold information, or just have a different answer at different times. Folks don't always announce themselves. Figuring out who you are is hard when others inside are influencing you, often without informing you about that. Sharing a life makes it easy to wind up similar in the same way that siblings might wind up more similar than strangers.

What are your interests? What are your traits? How do you feel? What do you want? How do you know if that shit belongs to you if there's someone else in your skull who could share it all (or leak their shit onto you)?

How the fuck do you ever know anything is yours when we're all using the same wetware?

A lot of us do struggle to have any sense of self. A lot of us do struggle to know who's here, to notice newcomers, to know anything at all. Is that surprising? I don't think so. We share a body and brain. We don't have that nice, neat, physical border that the general public uses to define the self. We have to make your own definitions and figure it out for ourselves.

What's a person if they're not a body or brain? What's a self? What if everyone in the system has their own definition? God forbid, what if we disagree about it?

Add in dissociative issues and yeah, the self is a mess of a concept. Good luck. I guarantee we've thought about it more than Bob at the grocery store, but that doesn't mean we have an answer to some of the most unanswerable philosophical questions.

One of us told our therapist last week that they feel like everyone else knows them better than they know themselves. Most of us feel to some extent like we're blocked off from knowing ourselves, aren't "really" people, or otherwise struggle to figure out anything concrete for more than a short time. It's taken us a literal decade to figure out what we think we know about ourselves, and even that's up for debate.

We know nothing for certain. I doubt we ever will.

You're not alone.

[undefinedeffigy]

something that makes us super insecure is the way how every other system on tumblr somehow always just Knows there has been a split and just Knows about clear cut alters and those alters always already know their oreferences and "codings" like colours, codenames, significant features that tell them apart from other members in art (generally them having any sense if self at all honestly)

it takes a while for us to find that sense of self, and even then we are still insecure a lot

like some of us are so insecure that we dont consider ourselves seperate people (im holding 7s hand so hard rn. and 609.) and/or we are questioning whether we truly are people or just a mess of fragments pretending to be someone (3 i love you and i promise it's ok to be inconsistent)

[semiplural]

There's this perceived expectation in some plural spaces to understand everything about yourselves, to know who you are at all times, to be able to spot each other instantly, to generally have it all sorted out. It's complete bullshit. I promise you're not alone.

Not a single system we've met has known everything about themselves, but a lot of us have reason to hide that fact.

We still live in a world that stereotypes Western systems as one of a few things:

Actually just one person who's very confused, sick, or fucked in the head. A permanently helpless, deeply ill victim who needs to be saved by a therapist or psychiatrist. A traumatized little meow meow who can never have a meaningful life without delving deeply into all the horrible trauma and becoming one normal person. A problem to be fixed.

Secretly a murderer, criminal, etc. May be lying about it to get out of being responsible for their actions. (Thanks, Hollywood.)

Imaginary friends. Not real, not something that needs to be interacted with, just something to ignore as a quirk (or maybe reason to point someone at therapy to make them stop talking about it).

Clear-cut, well-rounded, and strongly-characterized people that anyone on the street would be able to notice. Distinct enough to obviously be different people despite sharing a face. Subtlety? What's that? (See also: stereotype one. Somehow, these often coexist. "You're all parts of one person, so I can treat you the same even though you act differently all the time.")

Possessed.

Malingerers faking a disorder that doesn't exist.

Like it or not, these stereotypes affect how people interact with each other, and they affect how people interact with systems. Being openly plural will get you some negative reactions rooted in stereotypes even if you do your best to bust myths when explaining yourselves. That's the case both offline and online.

Only one of these stereotypes is sort of positive to the average person in Western spaces. (I could go on a whole tangent about possession as a positive experience across different cultures, or the phenomenon of imaginary friends still sometimes being real enough to matter to other people, but the stereotype isn't usually that positive. It's more like The Exorcist than anything else.)

A lot of folks want to feel not just known, but liked.

Is it any wonder that there's so much pressure to fit that one sort-of-okay stereotype? To look separate and well-defined, even if you aren't? To give the world every reason to believe you about your own existence, especially if you doubt it yourselves?

(Another thing experienced by just about every system we've met: chronic or occasional doubt/denial. It's easy to think that getting an outside person to believe you will get rid of the doubt. It probably won't.)

And how much worse does this get online, where there aren't readily-available tools for folks who can't easily put down a clear-cut name, face, and set of traits for strangers to browse? Social media wasn't designed for us. There are no easy markers to list for the nameless, unpersoned, and unknown.

What are we left to do in a world that expects us to know more than we do? Where people still go on hunts for "fakers" and use any scrap of inconsistency or confusion as justification for a callout? Where, in hopes of being believed or just seen by someone, a lot of us have learned to lean into the least harmful of the stereotypes that get used against us?

Have a name, a face, a color, preferences, quirks, all nicely sorted and never shared. Make that perfect social media profile that reads like a Wikipedia article. Be so obvious that no one could miss you- after all, they're not going to look for you, let alone believe you otherwise. We've barely got a public understanding that systems can exist, let alone exist fuzzily.

Half the time, you're seeing someone's best guess presented as fact because there's not much else to do in a social space without making someone else uncomfortable- without directly challenging the expectation that you will be concrete, unique, distinct, obvious.

"If you can describe and explain it clearly, then it must be real enough to matter. If you can't, then it's fake."

Bullshit.

In reality, we're often messy, blocked off from ourselves, contradictory, fuzzy, overlapping, and confusing. System members can hide, pretend to be each other, lie, withhold information, or just have a different answer at different times. Folks don't always announce themselves. Figuring out who you are is hard when others inside are influencing you, often without informing you about that. Sharing a life makes it easy to wind up similar in the same way that siblings might wind up more similar than strangers.

What are your interests? What are your traits? How do you feel? What do you want? How do you know if that shit belongs to you if there's someone else in your skull who could share it all (or leak their shit onto you)?

How the fuck do you ever know anything is yours when we're all using the same wetware?

A lot of us do struggle to have any sense of self. A lot of us do struggle to know who's here, to notice newcomers, to know anything at all. Is that surprising? I don't think so. We share a body and brain. We don't have that nice, neat, physical border that the general public uses to define the self. We have to make your own definitions and figure it out for ourselves.

What's a person if they're not a body or brain? What's a self? What if everyone in the system has their own definition? God forbid, what if we disagree about it?

Add in dissociative issues and yeah, the self is a mess of a concept. Good luck. I guarantee we've thought about it more than Bob at the grocery store, but that doesn't mean we have an answer to some of the most unanswerable philosophical questions.

One of us told our therapist last week that they feel like everyone else knows them better than they know themselves. Most of us feel to some extent like we're blocked off from knowing ourselves, aren't "really" people, or otherwise struggle to figure out anything concrete for more than a short time. It's taken us a literal decade to figure out what we think we know about ourselves, and even that's up for debate.

We know nothing for certain. I doubt we ever will.

You're not alone.

[ashes2caches]

in a just world every trans girl would be rightfully recognized as the prettiest princess in the world.

[lesvegas]

you can only reblog this if you're not racist

[towerologia-sideblog]

huge coming from the site who is so against black art that 'tumblr users are afraid of rap' has been a meme for the best part of a decade. You know that yall are 4channers with pronouns right?

[lesvegas]

addendum: you can only reblog this if you're not racist part 2

[spinelessjester]

Shitpost </3

[key-pair]

in case folk outside the UK aren't abreast of our news, the British press just hounded a black academic to death

[key-pair]

a rough timeline of events (from memory, there may be inaccuracies, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong)

Cambridge professor of sociology Jason Arday is accused of plagiarism by another academic

the accuser is a "race realist" who believes that in a true meritocracy all university professors would be white. this is somehow not acknowledged much during the entire ordeal

this leads to several days of media coverage demanding an investigation, or that Arday is expelled from his post immediately

somehow this accusation that has no effect on the lives of 99.99% of the population becomes FRONT PAGE NEWS in all the newspapers for multiple days, above anything else happening in the UK or the world at large

following intense media scrutiny, Arday resigns his post as a Cambridge professor

today, august 14th, days after resigning, Arday is found dead at his home in Battersea

the British tabloid press remains, and will always be, fucking evil

[cantdrawtosavemylife]

Went to google more news about professor Jason Arday, and I swear to God the first two pages of research are rancid propaganda sites smearing the man's reputation, up to and including popular Brazilian news magazine Veja.

This article by professor Kehinde Andrews clarifies more about the story of racist harassment Arday has been suffering since he fucking got a teaching job at Cambridge in the first place, in 2023, as the FIRST Black professor in that fucking stupid institution, who sure is taking it's sweet time defending their worker, despite already fucking checking his work for plagiarism and saying he didn't do it:

https://www.voice-online.co.uk/opinion/comment/2026/08/07/ardays-resignation/

A dark agenda lies behind Jason Arday's resignation - Voice Online

Arday's resignation has reignited questions about race and who is truly accepted at the highest levels of British academia

Several of the academics who harassed this man into suicide do not seem to have suffered at all in their academic careers. Actually, Dave Harris, who lost his Emeritus title for his racist behavior back in 2024 (something the news only call "criticizing Critical Race Theory", instead of "sent racist emails to fellow black academics"), was defended by Plymouth University, where he used to work, and fucking got the title back earlier this year.

[cannibalgender]

A couple things about the above.

1. He wasn’t the first Black Professor at Cambridge, but he WAS the youngest X

2. He was ALSO autistic, and nonverbal for the first 11 years of his life X

The rest of the story unfolds pretty much as described. And he was a fucking Sociologist studying racial equity in schools and academia. They publicly bullied a black autistic man to suicide for being imperfect whilst asserting a place for blackness in academia.

[troythecatfish]