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official-lucifers-child

Wiggle

c4pyb4ra

it did not work, but i can help

big wiggle

bonersniper

might-be-somebody

the only super long Tumblr post I love

weirdplutoprince

Well, well, well. If it isn't the consequences of someone else's actions that I am directly impacted and severely affected by

postpunkindustrial

Sun Ra

sivavakkiyar

waterlilyworld

“why would you want to be a man?” who said anything about want? are you trans because you want to be? i’m not. i didn’t choose this, unless you can call an escape hatch from something t minus ten till detonation a choice. i wanted to be a girl, i wanted being handed a wrench while changing out the transmission in a car and being called girl while i did it to feel right. i wanted getting muddy in the rivers of my native land and being called a strong girl while i did so to feel right. i wanted to have a future where i could be the big spoon for a kind man who called me his woman and to feel whole and seen while i did so.

but that isn’t what i got. i tried so hard, i tried so fucking hard i mean i really gave it my all you should have seen me. i was a fantastic feminist specimen, a poster girl for the liberated woman. and i still felt devoid of my own soul. i saw the pride in my mother’s eyes to have raised such an independent and opinionated woman, but it never felt like i was the one being looked at. just the suit of flesh i wore. it impeded my ability to feel love, even while it was right there in front of me in unconditional abundance.

i even tried being nonbinary, letting myself be other, only to find that it was simply a manifestation of my own feelings of isolation from the human condition, and what should have been liberatory felt like self denial, it felt like self harm.

it’s when i allowed myself to entertain, just for a moment, that i could be a man, and i peeked my eyes out of my closet, turning to the person i trust the most in the world, my mother, and said, i think i might be a man, and i was looked at with such welcoming sparkling eyes, that i finally felt like the flesh that had been hiding me for so long was peeled back by my own hands and what had been inside it for so long was being seen in totality for the first time by the one who made me, and loved unconditionally for it.

so no. i did not want to be a man, but i am one, whether i like it or not.

pawberri

Lunar new year is coming up so I drew this based on the beautiful fat horse sculpture in nanjing

velvetvexations

Weird Fantasy (1950) #18 written by Al Feldstein and drawn by Joe Orlando, with editor Bill Gaines

velvetvexations

So he said it can't be a Black. So I said, "For God's sakes, Judge Murphy, that's the whole point of the Goddamn story!" So he said, "No, it can't be a Black". Bill just called him up and raised the roof, and finally they said, "Well, you gotta take the perspiration off". I had the stars glistening in the perspiration on his Black skin. Bill said, "Fuck you", and he hung up.

Al Feldstein, Tales of Terror: The EC Companion

iconuk01

Just to add context for those not aware of the impact of this story.

The reason it was so important for narrative purposes, was that the plot concerns the visit of the Astronaut, in his completely opaque spacesuit, to a planet populated entirely by self-aware robots (originally from Earth) who have built their own society and are petitioning to be allowed to interact with Earth again as equals.

They have a democratic government and free choice of careers etc. as the orange robot serving as guide tells the Astronaut.

The Astronaut notices that there are two different types of robot on this world; the orange ones, who are in charge, gifted access to all information and facilities. and the blue robots, who are seen as more limited in function, have less access to information and resources, and are not allowed positions of power or as wide a choice of employment opportunities. Even transportation is segregated.

The Astronaut investigates further and discovers that the blue and orange robots are actually structurally identical, there is absolutely no difference between their potential or capabilities, and it is only because the orange robots are instructed by their Educator system to consider themselves superior, that the difference exists.

The Astronaut tells the robots they are not ready for re-alignment with Earth, until they come to terms with their own unfairness, and how Earth had had to deal with this issue themselves. When that time comes, the robots will be able to ally with Earth.

Then he leaves in his spaceship, and it's only in that one final panel that we see the Astronaut is black.

Not subtle, nor should it be, but for 1950 this was a breathtakingly powerful statement, perhaps the first of it's kind in the genre.

The black character was not a caricature, or comedy relief, he was a main character in his own right, a human who "simply" was black.

assortedinsanities

Ok, but this story is sadly revolutionary even now. That is not just a human who happens to be black, as far as every other character in this story is concerned this is the most important, maybe even the only human they ever see, who happens to be black.

As depressing as that is, but a black person just casually representing the entirety of humanity is a breathtakingly powerfull statement even today, a quarter of a century later.

about-faces

alex51324

reblogging for Black History Month!

nigelgraz

Fabric study :)🤍

datadegroove-deactivated2026042

welcome... to Nothing Park

meow-moment

"You have a T-Rex?"

"No."

pardonmystardust

keepcalmandcarriefischer

sillysayaka

you didn't do it. you crazy son of a bitch you didn't do it

highdrainjah

"Your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they should, that they didn't stop to think if they could"

stuckinapril

Honestly it boils down to reparenting yourself & rewiring your own neuronal pathways & telling yourself a firm “stop” when you notice your mind slipping down negative loopholes & being present in the moment & enjoying being mid task rather than waiting for it to end & not thinking of inertia as your baseline and natural way of living

stuckinapril

So tempting to keep embarking on the same self destructive cycle over & over & over again . But at some point you have to put ur foot down w ur own behaviors & be the thing that truly saves u

sicsicthewolves

#this is unfortunately true#it’s not easy to tell yourself Hey Drop It#like you’re your own dog furtively eating pinecones and rocks#but you gotta#sometimes it’s a Hey We’re Not Doing That#you gotta though

kcyars99

The way Uncle Don got that “My man my man My Man@ don’t play about me face and bop he is about to tear everybody up for playing with him. 😮‍💨

He was like

sonshine-arts

it's dangerous to go into 2026 alone, take these! 🧽⭐️🦑🦀🦠🐌

cbge

a fun fact about me is that when i first heard about supernatural as an 11 year old i didn't yet know what "supernatural" means in english but i knew that in russian натурал (natural) is synonymous with heterosexual so when i looked at the posters i thought that the show was about guys who are comphet and struggling with inner homophobia and then years later i watched it and it was in fact about that

trailertrashgrog

no death penalty for luigi

xanaxfarts

Assortment of SpongeBob SquarePants episode title cards (1999)

mobgoblin

Queued right up for it

deceasedcardinal

animusbell

you can't come to my birthday party? aw dang, (remembers it's bad to guilt trip people) this doesn't matter to me at all (remembers to demonstrate that i am affected by you to affirm your positive presence in my life) but while you're away i will die (remembers not to guilt trip again) unpreventably. unrelated to you. don't worry about it. (remembers to express care through actions and not just words) you're in the will.

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