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@saccharinesmilodon
call me smile! frightful femme dyke with a big mouth, he/she/they pronouns (listed in order of preference). mostly sfw, still 18+. no age in pinned/bio is an immediate block! we’re all adults here and I expect us all to act as such.
*explodes into a shower of gore and when the red mist clears i'm completely fine but wearing a different outfit*
by the way something to keep in mind is that regardless of whether that transfem who got terminated did or did not break any rules, tumblr still passed over multiple nazis, sexual harassers, people making death threats, and so on that they have been ignoring reports on for months to prioritize terminating the transfem instead. they will pass over clear violations that have been reported for weeks and months to punish any random transfem on this site who didn't even have an account when those reports were made.
why is that? if it was just a matter of report inundation, of them being swamped and not getting around to it, then why are reports against transfems seemingly immune to those delays?
it's intentional and targeted
i’m a cat now
Today I woke up at 2 AM. Instead of falling back asleep my brain decided to conjure up these images which haunted my mind palace until properly expelled
yoinked around
to be a soft pigeon floating in the water
every 14-16 year old is the bravest person on the planet to me
talking to a 15 year old like wow okay you are like if scrambled eggs was a person. I don't know how to save you. the way you move through the world is reminiscent of a stray cat whose soul got punted into a human body. said human body is currently undergoing changes and floods of hormones that would result in cities being levelled if you were perhaps a big dragon and not a medium sized primate. been there. good luck I love you
you don't have to excuse the behaviours of shitty teenagers, but you DO have to remember that they've been on this earth only as long as your cat. you have to ensure that the way you respond to said behaviour reflects this. yes they're an entire person. they're also going through a period of the most insane rapid transformation (physically, mentally, emotionally and socially) a person can experience in life. are they an irredeemable monster or are they just a very impressionable young person floundering through their first Strong Opinions based on what they've seen online, with ridiculous amounts of Hormone That Makes You Hate Everything in their bloodstream?
YOUNG TEENAGERS. are YOU an irredeemable monster or are YOU just a very impressionable young person floundering through your first Strong Opinions based on what you've seen online, with ridiculous amounts of Hormone That Makes You Hate Everything in your bloodstream? I'll give you a hint. it's the second option. cut yourself some slack too! try your very best to be kind, try your very best to consider people with differing experiences to you, and maybe take a step back from discourse that does nothing besides make you upset. you've only been an animal alive on this planet for a decade and a bit. there are artisanal cheddars at your local supermarket older than you. take it easy. eat more fruit. save up for a second hand bicycle. join a local club. it's impossibly difficult to be a teenager but you have it in you, whether you're aware of it or not. I hope you can be kind to yourself, because you DO deserve that kindness. kia kaha [:
…do you think, during his year of isolation, that Tara ever sat on Gale's chest while he was asleep and purred to try to heal the orb because it's like an ingrained biological cat type behaviour?
Had a patreon request for Gale cuddling Tara, so I had to make it angsty with this post in mind.
What if Gloria gave her heart to someone who loved her?
it’s actually super nice being with someone with bpd whilst having bpd symptoms. I haven’t taken any offense to her splitting on me and she doesn’t when I do split on her. I know she doesn’t mean it. It happens. Understanding is a beautiful thing.
Daaaaan
Herbert West — defibrillator
Re-animator
Edit: I can't believe how much love this has gotten thank you!!!
NO HESITATION, NO HEART OF GOLD
I have now been denied for housing nine times solely off of the basis of my identity, explicitly and openly. There may have been some plausible deniability on their end if they didn't specifically tell me to my face it was because I'm NB. I might have been able to take an excuse, or do some kind of improvement if they didn't explicitly force me to come out to them, and then have me be denied off of that, and explicitly that. Unfortunately, I've been on HRT too long to hide it, and I don't have the chance to say I'm anything without people knowing. They can't tell if I'm transmasculine or transfeminine, but they know. It's almost always the wrong one, though.
To be told by men and women alike that my life isn't worth having a home for. Being told to my face that this is the way it has to be, and supposing I'd live on the street "for my safety." I've been denied from all men's spaces, all women's spaces, co-ed housing, halfway housing, three quarter way, I've been denied for social support, for every kind of aid a social worker and myself could find.
I have been denied for mental health support twenty eight times. I have been denied for the ability to live in a house, a homeless shelter, subsidized housing, an apartment, rehabilitation centers, halfway houses, and from public support networks even though I have the ability to pay and refused to be mean, or crass, or jaded. I have been denied from work four times. I have been denied for charity three times.
I've been rejected for friendships, for individual therapists, for social work, for relationships, and for support groups more times than I can count. Whether I asked or not, they always made sure to cite my identity. Sometimes I think they like rubbing it in.
I have been radicalized by a system designed to isolate, to destroy, to kill and to harm the people who are willing to contribute and to be equal. I am willing to keep employment. I wear non-specific clothing, keep my natural colored hair up, and obey orders as theyre given to me, and I do them as well as my co workers.
I'm tired. And if I didn't have the very, very few people who were willing to give me a chance to live, then I wouldn't be alive. I am an outlier having gone through homelessness and living. People have beaten, molested, and spat on me more then I'd ever share in public. But I remember. I'm tired of remembering. I'm tired of going through it again. I don't want to.
going over to my minimalist girlfriend’s house and she apologizes profusely for the mess and there’s just a single perfect, fresh pea on the floor of her living room
Blue Lois
can i help you
Red Marge
jesus christ. I Am Under Fucking Attack
World Heritage Post
i deserve a medal for this post. not because i was particularly funny but because i survived an onslaught of nearly one hundred gimmick blogs in the wake of this post popping off, and the fact that i didn’t try to track any of them down and snuff them out with my bare hands is a testament to my immeasurable strength and should be rewarded. at one point i had “the official letter h” add on to this post. you wanna know that blog’s gimmick? the really funny and original and worthwhile gimmick the official letter h blog had? yep you guessed it they just gave me the god damned letter H and then fucked off. only jesus knows the suffering i endured over that harsh winter, and he wept for me
