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Hm. No.
Yeah I'm remaking. Don't much care for the attempted harassment campaign.
Hm. No.
Real class act. Dont you have anything better to do.
it seems like somebody with some kind of audience threw a tantrum about my replies to a shitty post, so turned off questions altogether and gone dashboard-only until it blows over. mutuals should still be able to message me but probably going to be very absent until people get over the fact that they’re incorrect about things
please stop putting shit idiot brain fungus in my notes 😔
“It is fine to commiserate with a man about his bad experience with a previous partner, but the instant he uses her as an excuse to mistreat you, stop believing anything he tells you about that relationship and instead recognize it as a sign that he has problems with relating to women.”
— Lundy Bancroft
Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same
Me: I think I don’t exist.
Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didn’t, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.
Me: Jerome, how dare you saying something so sweet when I’m dissociating.
Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any ‘sane’ person) is normal, right?
Therapist: No.
Me: Wow.
Therapist: You’re just a fucked up bitch.
Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.
Therapist: That’s a start!
Me: I guess he’s still my friend?
Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, he’s not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.
Me:
Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.
Therapist: Because that’s my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because you’re way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.
Me: I don’t need that kind of call out, Jerome.
Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*
Therapist: Oh that’s nice!!... Oh my name is on it!!
Me: Yeah!!
Therapist: It’s wholesome but... *very confused and silently*... How do I drink it?
Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m so so so sorr-
Therapist: I dare you to say sorry one more time. I dare you.
Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.
Me: What-
Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS*
Me:
Me: Jerome.
Therapist: You went to the gaypride?
Me: Yeah, I went.
Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?
Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.
Therapist: Did you see some bears?
Me:
Me: Jerome wh-
Therapist: That’s the only term I know outside of the LGTB one, I wanted to use it.
Therapist: Are you sure you’re not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?
Me: No, I want it!!
Therapist: Finally, you’re not forcing yourself for the others! And you’re doing something you want! I’m proud of you!
Me: You’re more of a dad than my own father.
Therapist: That’s not very hard.
Me: I always wondered, are you queer?
Therapist: I am not.
Me: Ooh.
Therapist: Or am I?
Me: Ooh!
As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someone’s else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.
The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.
This is a 100% normal situation with Jerome as my Therapist.
As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as “Therapist dad”.
He’s aware of it and think it’s hilarious.
Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but I’m full of anger against him.
Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed. You know, you should turn that anger into indifference. It would help you.
Me: Unholy gods, I wish it was me.
Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you don’t offer them things all the time. You don’t have to do that.
Me: What??
Therapist: Why don’t you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?
Me: Like what? ‘Hey Joël wassup, I’ve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.’ ?
Therapist: Exactly.
Me: You’re as bad as me with human interactions Jerome, y’know.
Me, heavily dissociating: I don’t exist-
Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?
Me: Dinner first.
Therapist:
Therapist: Damien, you moron.
Therapist: You need vacations.
Me: I’m broke.
Therapist: Oh yeah.
Therapist: You still need vacations tho.
Me: Jerome, I am still broke.
Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!
Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didn’t see you.
Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?
Me, by text, totally at the tattoo shop: You have no proof.
For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friend’s who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didn’t know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:
Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?
Me: Yes. Town’s short I guess.
Therapist: Were you really going to your friend...?
Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?
Therapist: A lot of drug deals happen in this street and I see often teenagers and young adults coming and buy stuffs. I was a bit worried for you.
Me, at 2pm: I’m sorry I’m going to be late!
Therapist: Your appointment was this morning at 11:30am, Damien.
Me:
Me: What.
Jerome is still not aware of his fame and idk how to announce him.
Therapist; What’s up with you and wanting domestic rats.
Me: I’m gonna get a rat and call him Jerome just to piss you off.
Therapist:
Therapist: How dare you.
Therapist: Weed doesn’t do much on me and I must admit I’m kinda disappointed.
Me:
Therapist: Do you smoke?
Me: Jerome.
Almost all of these things are explicit and overt medical abuse and your therapist shouldn't be allowed to remain in his career, nor should you be parroting his comments to peddle them as some kind of funny therapy gag instead of the highly inappropriate, medically abusive, potentially lethal shit that it is.
Have you ever considered taking a deep breath and accepting that some people have different needs from therapy than you do and that that’s why they suggest you go to a variety of different therapists before choosing one so you can find one who’s personality and philosophy of therapy best offers you what you need for self growth and healing? Very little of these conversations, if any, could actually be considered medical abuse and you really have to stretch for the few that I think could be. You are reaching because you don’t like someone’s method of therapy. It’s fine to not like a certain method of therapy but if it works for this person (as it seems to since it sounds like they’ve been going to this particular therapist for years) than you have no right to say it’s wrong. Sometimes you do just need to be told that your mind’s way of viewing the world is fucked up and wrong. It’s okay if that’s not what you need but you need to chill out and let other people get the kind of therapy that they need.
Lol the only problem I have with the method of therapy mentioned is that it's abusive.
Look, the shittiest white gay men didn’t write ‘No Fats, No Femmes’ in every fucking personal ad for fucking decades for 17 year olds on tumblr to decide that ‘femme is a lesbian-only term’
This is still getting reblogs a couple of days later, which I’m very satisfied about.
Meanwhile, I was reading an article about a gay club in Melbourne, and the author mentions in passing how body shaming and femmephobia is endemic in the gay male subculture. I really was not joking about the ‘no fats, no femmes’ thing. I haven’t seen it around as much these days, but I also don’t read the queer street press cover to cover like I did in the late 90s and early aughts when I was first out. However, this Medium article indicates that this bullshit is still going on Grindr.
If we allow the exclusionists and radfems to co-opt a term that belongs to the whole queer community, not only do they separate us from our history and identities, we also lose the language to talk about and call out femmephobia. Which is discrimination – and violence – that cuts across our community, from all sorts of gender non-conforming folk, feminine queer men, as well as feminine queer women.
For the love of Pete, don’t reblog this fucken post and label it ‘q slur’ if you agree with it.
Queer is not a slur. It has been an identity label for decades. It has been MY identity label for twenty years.
The lie that ‘queer is a slur’ comes from THE EXACT SAME RADFEMS AND EXCLUSIONISTS who have been trying to steal ‘femme’ from the wider community.
Radfems and exclusionists don’t like ‘queer’ because it’s INCLUSIVE. It includes ace and aro spec people. It includes trans folk. It includes nonbinary folk (who may or may not identify as trans) for whom labels like ‘straight’ or ‘gay’ don’t sit right because they assume binary genders.
Queer is radical in the very real sense of the word. It breaks down boundaries. It welcomes many different types of people and recognises the things they have in common. Queer is playful; it allows for you to find what things make you comfortable and happy in your own gender and sexuality. It provides room for playful experimentation so you can find the label that fits you best, whether that label is ‘queer’ or something else. Queer is an umbrella label you can use when you don’t want to explain what being a grey-ace bisexual means to you to a new work colleague.
Queer is not a new term. It was claimed by us as a label over a hundred years ago.
In comparison, ‘gay’ as a queer identity label only dates to the mid 20th century.
Claiming one of our proudest and most inclusive labels is a slur is another rewriting of our history, and it’s yet another radfem campaign, dating from about 2013. Male-attracted men were referring to themselves as “queer” as early as 1910, according to George Chauncey’s Gay New York.
When we started studying our community within an academic context in the 1980s, we called those studies ‘Queer studies’ and ‘Queer theory’. This means queer as an umbrella term for our wider community is over thirty years old.
The fact that homophobes and transphobes have used it to insult us when it has been one of our identity labels for over a hundred years says more about the bigotry endemic in our society than it does about us, or our labels.
If you or someone who follows you on tumblr dislikes the word ‘queer’, or has trauma about it, all you need to do ensure that posts are tagged with the word ‘queer’. So long as the post is tagged with that word, all you need to do is go into your tumblr settings and add it to your filtered tags. It’s easy, it’s free, and it means you’re not tagging people’s actual identity as a slur.
Don’t fall for radfem and exclusionist lies. Don’t let them rewrite our history. Queer is not a slur.
I was going through a book of slang and euphemism from 1988 for reasons (James McDonald’s Dictionary of Obscenity, Taboo and Euphemism), and lookee lookee what I found:
The text reads:
Fem (col.) A passive homosexual.
The term may be applied to both men and women, but more usually to men. It Australia it is generally applied only to men.
It is based upon the French word for women, femme, and indeed, in English, this spelling is sometimes used for passive lesbians, in preference to fem.
—
I’d personally define it differently (ugh, @ ‘’’passive’’’), and I suspect that the spelling preference has tipped in favour of femme these days for all genders, but this is a book from 1988.
Fem/me has never been a lesbian exclusive term.
Also great time to remind everyone “stag/doe/tomcat” were words that meant a homosexual person with a history of cheating.
So its almost like theres a reason the lesbian and gay communities want to push it onto bi/pan/othersexuals.
I’m really a very happy, contented little person in spite of my broken heart.
-L. M. Montgomery
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Text is from the book Anne of Avonlea
Here’s another wasp PSA since summer is coming: the one in the top left is demonstrating a warning posture. All the others are relaxed and going about their business, but she’s noticed someone there, and she’s turned toward them and raised her wings to ask that they back off and leave. She would rather not engage if she has to, just like the signals a dog tries to give you before it resorts to biting.
If you see all these V’s, just move a little farther away
Wasps are dicks
They really aren’t.
Not much in the world seeks out and attacks people with no warning.
Parasites, fire ants, and driver/army ants are the only things I can think of that do.
The two primarily carnivorous ant species don’t necessarily seek us out, they just don’t differentiate us from any other prey.
Everything else usually at least tries to evade or warn us away first.
Wasps are pollinators and rival spiders for pest control.
They aren’t just here to fuck you up.
Fun fact: Wasps’ facial recognition is phenomenal, and not just to their own species.
They learn to recognize individuals who are alert and responsive to their warnings.
They don’t hear as well, but they can learn to recognize your voice.
The more often they see a person respond to warnings by backing off until they lower their v stance, the closer that person has to get before they feel threatened enough to warn them again.
Wasps and I are pretty cool because of exactly this.
I can damn near touch my resident ladies’ nests beceause the new ones learn to recognize me, specifically, as a non-threat every year.
It has come to be generally assumed that any one with me is also a non-treat, unless they prove otherwise.
Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same
Me: I think I don’t exist.
Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didn’t, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.
Me: Jerome, how dare you saying something so sweet when I’m dissociating.
Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any ‘sane’ person) is normal, right?
Therapist: No.
Me: Wow.
Therapist: You’re just a fucked up bitch.
Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.
Therapist: That’s a start!
Me: I guess he’s still my friend?
Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, he’s not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.
Me:
Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.
Therapist: Because that’s my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because you’re way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.
Me: I don’t need that kind of call out, Jerome.
Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*
Therapist: Oh that’s nice!!... Oh my name is on it!!
Me: Yeah!!
Therapist: It’s wholesome but... *very confused and silently*... How do I drink it?
Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m so so so sorr-
Therapist: I dare you to say sorry one more time. I dare you.
Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.
Me: What-
Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS*
Me:
Me: Jerome.
Therapist: You went to the gaypride?
Me: Yeah, I went.
Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?
Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.
Therapist: Did you see some bears?
Me:
Me: Jerome wh-
Therapist: That’s the only term I know outside of the LGTB one, I wanted to use it.
Therapist: Are you sure you’re not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?
Me: No, I want it!!
Therapist: Finally, you’re not forcing yourself for the others! And you’re doing something you want! I’m proud of you!
Me: You’re more of a dad than my own father.
Therapist: That’s not very hard.
Me: I always wondered, are you queer?
Therapist: I am not.
Me: Ooh.
Therapist: Or am I?
Me: Ooh!
As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someone’s else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.
The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.
This is a 100% normal situation with Jerome as my Therapist.
As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as “Therapist dad”.
He’s aware of it and think it’s hilarious.
Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but I’m full of anger against him.
Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed. You know, you should turn that anger into indifference. It would help you.
Me: Unholy gods, I wish it was me.
Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you don’t offer them things all the time. You don’t have to do that.
Me: What??
Therapist: Why don’t you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?
Me: Like what? ‘Hey Joël wassup, I’ve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.’ ?
Therapist: Exactly.
Me: You’re as bad as me with human interactions Jerome, y’know.
Me, heavily dissociating: I don’t exist-
Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?
Me: Dinner first.
Therapist:
Therapist: Damien, you moron.
Therapist: You need vacations.
Me: I’m broke.
Therapist: Oh yeah.
Therapist: You still need vacations tho.
Me: Jerome, I am still broke.
Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!
Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didn’t see you.
Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?
Me, by text, totally at the tattoo shop: You have no proof.
For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friend’s who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didn’t know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:
Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?
Me: Yes. Town’s short I guess.
Therapist: Were you really going to your friend...?
Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?
Therapist: A lot of drug deals happen in this street and I see often teenagers and young adults coming and buy stuffs. I was a bit worried for you.
Me, at 2pm: I’m sorry I’m going to be late!
Therapist: Your appointment was this morning at 11:30am, Damien.
Me:
Me: What.
Jerome is still not aware of his fame and idk how to announce him.
Therapist; What’s up with you and wanting domestic rats.
Me: I’m gonna get a rat and call him Jerome just to piss you off.
Therapist:
Therapist: How dare you.
Therapist: Weed doesn’t do much on me and I must admit I’m kinda disappointed.
Me:
Therapist: Do you smoke?
Me: Jerome.
Almost all of these things are explicit and overt medical abuse and your therapist shouldn't be allowed to remain in his career, nor should you be parroting his comments to peddle them as some kind of funny therapy gag instead of the highly inappropriate, medically abusive, potentially lethal shit that it is.
whats the deal with people with low-empathy levels going into high-empathy career paths? like being an elementary education major is not easy…. i cant imagine how some people choose to go through all these classes, all the reading, exams, student teaching… just so they can be mean to kids. like why are you here???????????
What’s with people equating low empathy with mean/abusive?
Low empathy =/= mean/abusive/bad. You can have low empathy and be a very good and kind person. People like OP need to stop spreading this rhetoric around.
Lack of compassion and selective compassion are the problem, not low empathy.
I have extremely high empathy, which is why I realized that a children’s psyche major was not right for me. I cannot put myself infront of a hurt child and listen rationally and be able to give them accurate counsel, because I will be too overwhelmed with the emotion of the situation that they share and not be able to put aside my own reflection to help them. Does this make me a selfish and horrible person? No, it just means that it is not a correct path for me because of my ability to share emotions with those around me. Those with low empathy and high compassion can. They can face other’s trauma and while recongnizing the weight of it, still give proper counsel. I start crying when a child does, which is not what they need to see in someone who is there to teach them to cope, to give hope that things will be okay.
OP I dont know how to tell you that all those teachers you saw who seemed to hate kids either thought they were being very caring, or straight up hated kids and wanted to be in a career where they could hurt kids. That's why they went into that career that they seem to be iyho unsuited for. The same goes for other shit like doctors, there's people who go into medicine because they like hurting and having the power to hurt people or because they think of themselves as much more kind than they actually are. Please stop reading these pop psychology almost-astrology articles because rather than expand your knowledge, they're ruining your ability to understand the motives of human behaviour. People dont do certain things because they just were just too stupid to find the articles to enlighten them. They have reasons. That's how people work.
funnypages:
funnypages:
A yes. Precious sensitive Venom. Holding a child hostage. Truly a hero that is so cute
Always protects the innocent and never goes after Peter’s family. Except for that first time in canon when he discovered Spider-Man’s identity, broke into his apartment and terrorized MJ and Peter finds her hiding in a corner crying hysterically and screaming “Please don’t touch me.” Eddie Brock is such a pure and innocent guy
It’s one thing to say the movie Venom is more heroic, it’s another to lie to us and try and say comic Venom wasn’t a monster.
Oh, he’s not an innocent guy. He’s for sure a villain back in his pre-anti hero days. As for his first interaction with MJ, in a conversation afterwards with his symbiote, who presumably is berating him for having harassed her (we can’t hear its side of the conversation, but we hear Eddie’s responses along the lines of “yes I know we probably shouldn’t have done that” etc) he admits she wasn’t his target and that he’d not realized Peter wouldn’t be home, but tries to posit that it would serve them anyways by goading spider man into attacking them himself. He tends to hang around people who Peter cares about to shake him up, but often they don’t even realize who he is(Aunt May more than once). He also explains that he has no interest in hurting any of Peter’s family as it goes against he self imposed rule set of not hurting innocents, which he sees them to be. Of course, his mindset is very skewed and he considers himself the one worthy of determining who is innocent or guilty and that label can switch based on his whims, but for the most part he does try to stick to that. Especially with kids. I’m not putting any value judgement on it, nor on Venom as a character. I’m just saying that this shot was most likely used in that scene to highlight the difference between how the symbiote acted as Venom and how it acts out of pure rage and lust for revenge. I assume it was meant to be ironic because Peter killed Eddie in that universe to protect his family but, in doing so, actually made it much more likely for them to be personally attacked since for the most part Venom doesn’t really have any interest in doing more than scaring them. And certainly wouldn’t hurt kids. It’s one of the very few solid things is his very amorphous and inscrutable moral code.
Also, I literally didn’t mention movie Venom nor was I thinking about him so I’m not quite sure what you’re talking about there.
And all of this is besides the only thing I actually was saying in my reply which was “That’s literally not Venom. It’s an alternate universe symbiote”
Dont know what y'all are being smarmy, incorrect dickheads to deluxetrashqueen to prove some nonsense point about ~venom being evil and people who like him therefore being stupid~ when most of the people you're shittalking are monsterfuckers for whomst venom being eViL is negligible or a nice perk. Like what purpose does this post serve beyond giving you a false sense of superiority lmao
i’m glad 100k+ people think this is the mood too
happy september everyone
ITS THE 21ST OF SEPTEMBER
Good Omens IS explicit representation. It’s just not the type of representation that some of you want.
Two characters being canonically in love is representation. They don’t have to kiss on screen. They might not be there yet, they may not be the kind of people (or celestial beings) who kiss, they may be less romantic and more queer platonic.
A character using they/them pronouns is representation. They may not state that they are agender or nonbinary on screen, but there is they/them rep present.
The angels and demons are meant to be genderless or celestial, but the main characters are masculine presenting. So it can be great rep from mlm AND genderqueer people.
Apparently death of the author is dead (very ironic) because the tenderness displayed on screen is there, it’s present, and it exists in a sincere way and saying that it “doesn’t count” just because they didn’t kiss is super close minded.
Just because it’s not the representation that you wanted, doesn’t mean that it isn’t representation at all.