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Friendly reminder that age verification is NOT safe, i repeat
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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.
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."
phil: “I learnt what sex was from the Cambridge dictionary.”
dan: “whot? the Cambridge one specifically?”
phil: “yeah we’ve got it in the office... it was last week”
dan: “we have it in the office??”
phil: “yeah, I was like what’s that thing I’ve been doing?”
so my parents really like this show northern exposure and my dad just told me one of the actors, a native american, was detained by ICE officers who said her tribal id was a “fake”. elaine miles (that’s her name) pointed to the enrolment office phone number on the back of the id card and told the officers to call it and verify that her id was in fact real, but they refused, so she tried to call them herself and one officer tried to take her phone off her. eventually they left her alone (presumably bc they realised they had no leg to stand on) but she says a similar thing happened to her son and uncle and the officers refused to identify themselves so she can’t report them. now i’m no expert on this kind of thing but i can’t help but wonder where they were planning to deport a native american. what the actual fuck
edit: so i made this post when i was drunk (i said as much in the tags but then it kinda blew up and most people haven't seen my original tags i dont think. which probably for the better bc again i was drunk so they're not the most eloquent) and as such theres a few things i think i need to clarify. 1) i am well aware where they were planning to deport a native american, it was probably a detention camp in el salvador or somewhere similar. i realise ICE have no interest in deporting people to their home countries, they either want to disappear them or torture them or get some forced labour out of them or a combination of all three. the point i was trying to make by (rhetorically) asking where they were planning to deport a native american was that ICE no longer feel the need to hide behind the pretence of deporting illegal immigrants back to their home countries or whatever and that is very very scary. they’re not even pretending anymore and we should be terrified by the implications of that. 2) this happened on thanksgiving. I mentioned that in the tags of a self rb but again, then the post blew up so not many people saw those tags. i think its worth drawing special attention to that fact bc it really is the icing on a shit cake. 3) i have no idea why my drunken ramblings somehow became the biggest post talking about this but that doesn't feel right so here's a better post that not only shows elaine miles’ own words on the situation but also shares the story of another native woman, leticia jacobo, who had an even worse and downright traumatic experience with ICE. please consider reblogging that post over this one. yk what maybe just reblog both but reblog that one more bc the user who posted it is actually of indigenous heritage and is based in the us, meaning they are much closer and more familiar with this problem than i am. i am a uk based art blog who starts yapping the moment alcohol touches my veins and as such i dont feel i have any right to claim the biggest post talking about what happened to elaine miles. please please please show that post as much love as you can, its more informative and again, comes from the mouth of someone who is mixed indigenous as opposed to a drunken brit. ok thats all thank you