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Friendly reminder that age verification is NOT safe, i repeat

THIS SHIT IS NOT SAFE!

#fuck age verification #age verification #fucking hell #friendly reminder #internet #id verification

The patriarchy is not the exclusive product of a small handful of rich white cis men which really doesn't actually benefit anyone in particular you stupid dipshit.

#fucking hell #hey actually maybe it benefits men as a class? perhaps?#the people it was made to benefit and who extract tangible benefit out of it?

being in love with a fictional character is wild like what do you MEAN i’ll never feel their hands on my waist?? what do you MEAN they’ll never lean in real slow and say my name like it means something?? and what do you MEAN they’re not real??

10 year old Tim Drake: so anyway I was reading on the bench and Mark— Jason Todd, Robin: *leaning on gargoyle to listen to Stalker Kid* who’s mark again? Tim: the school bully. Remember? Anyway—Mark was like, “that’s a book for girls”. Jason: *doing mental math* wasn’t the book your English assignment? Tim: YEAH! so he’s like “are you a girl?” And I’m like “If you’re the paragon of masculinity as you suggest, then a girl seems the better alternative—“ Jason: *chokes* Tim: and he shoves his middle finger in my face, calls me a bitch, and walks away like a coward Jason: wait, hold up. Aren’t you like . . . Five years old Tim: nine. And a half Jason: you—he called a BABY a BAD WORD what the FUCK Tim: Jason: that’s it. I’m coming to school with you tomorrow. And I’m gonna bring my Batphone. It’s like a megaphone but it’s black—don’t ask. Anyway, if the little fucker does it again I’m gonna blow his ears off with so much abuse he hears my voice in his nightmares for decades Tim: Tim: you do know he’s my age, right? Jason: do I look like I care? Tim: Tim: you know, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wanna see that. Bruce, who has heard this entire conversation over the comms: Alfred: *mildly* you know, I’ve not heard Master Jason curse once within the manor. That was certainly an interesting conversation.

This was meant to be cute and funny, but I can’t stop thinking about how deeply touching this moment is—watching Ilya sit there, enjoying pasta at the Hollander’s, feeling so safe in a way he probably never has before. He looks relaxed, genuinely at ease, like his body finally understands that it doesn’t need to stay braced for impact. For someone who never knew peace in his home in Moscow, that ease feels monumental. Even in the middle of chaos, there’s warmth in the air, love that doesn’t have to be earned, and Ilya can feel it. In that moment, he knows he’ll be accepted here—that the worst of Shane’s family is still a thousand times gentler and more loving than the very best he ever had back home. And that realization, for him, is everything.

"Ilya wanted to tell Shane that it had been one of the best days of his life. It had been awkward, sure, but Ilya felt that, if he hadn’t quite been already, he would be welcomed into Shane’s family, and that was no small thing. In fact, to Ilya, who had barely been welcome in his own family, it was huge."