Suffer and die you stipid motherfucker.
Fun fact about Tobi: I have a blistering personal hatred for Alex Jones. Mostly because he was my mentally ill, brain damaged mother's (I'm not being cruel she literally has a hole in her brain from cancer) introduction to the world of conspiracy theories and alt right bullshit.
So for years, every now and then, I put a curse on him. Curses are fun because they let you feel like you're hurting someone without ever actually doing anything illegal that could conceivably harm them. My curse was in the form of a drawing- Anubis, the Egyptian god of death and judgment, as a jackal, eating the heart out of Jones' chest.
Today I wake up to the news that Jones' stupid fucking Infowars channel was bought by the Onion, who intends to gut it out and use its corpse as a puppet to mock the ignorance the channel once espoused as truth.
I'm not saying there is or is not a god. But I have a sneaking suspicion there might be an Anubis.
I need more Thrass lives fics in my life yesterday
Thrass lives AU where Thrass is so angry about Thrawn's exile that he just up and leaves with him, exiling himself voluntarily
now the Empire has two Chiss envoys: a brilliant politician charming his way up the Senate ranks and an outstanding tactician making a name for himself in the Navy
the Chimaera crew know Thrawn has a brother of course but they've never met him. until one day they get orders to escort senator Thrass on a diplomatic mission and everyone freaks out because this is the admiral's brother
that day everyone puts on their best uniform and the ship is scrubbed spotless, the crew is on their best behavior and everything is running smoother than butter. by midday Karyn Faro has held several motivational speeches hyping the crew up because this is Thrawn's big brother and Thrawn always gets this goofy happy expression when he talks about him and they'll be damned if they don't make a good impression-
Seriously, if people don't respect your boundaries, they don't deserve your respect.
if you ask someone to stop doing/saying something that makes you uncomfortable and they respond by making it all about their own hurt feelings until YOU end up apologising to THEM, that’s manipulation. shut it down.
Adding to this from the other side (FTM).
Befrending the boys around you and being so desperate to be one of them. Being seen as a woman nonetheless. The abuse that opens you up to. The jokes about how you want to sleep with all of them. The jokes about sucking cock and how you're such a "good girl" for practicing on fucking popsicles. The inherent misogyny you learn.
I don’t know about anyone else, but I, as a trans woman, do not know what it is to be a man. I know what it’s like to be surrounded by men, to be picked apart by them, to have masculinity enforced on me and to have my femininity degraded. I know what it’s like to be targeted for punishment, physically and sexually, for my femininity, for a girlhood the boys and men could see in me, to be queerbashed, to have my head slammed into hard surfaces, to have my genitals fondled, to be injured in all kinds of small and repetitive ways with things like pens, compasses, and so on.
I know what it’s like to be assumed to be a man, and to be abused because I am not. I know what it’s like to be separated from my female friends as a young child because my status as a ‘boy’ meant that I needed to be placed with the other boys, the ones who degraded me and hurt me. I know what it’s like to be beaten and burned. I know what it’s like to have teachers make an example of me because I cannot conform. I know what it’s like to be made afraid of being around other people, because people means abuse.
But I don’t know what it is to be a man. Even after everything they tried, I wasn’t one.
#very pretty #huh
Self Made Man 🌙
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i worry we are losing touch with the True Meaning Of Halloween (avoiding the fairies)
Seriously!
Ok, gonna talk about my Trans experience real quick. Because with second puberty, all of this changes again. So on top of the trauma, I am spending my early 20's actually being a teenager, both mentally and hormonally, while also having a college degree and having like a real person job.
This makes hitting "normal adult" milestones that much harder, and its just been such a struggle.
truer words have never been spoken (x)
This joke right here healed significant portions of my religious trauma
flipping the tables at the temple is a crucial part of the run, but obviously every npc in the area will aggro on you as soon as you do it, which is a problem because the crucifixion exploit only works on a pacifist run. that's why we picked up those cords from the leatherworker earlier in the chapter. we can craft those into a whip and drive out the merchants, as long as we don't accidentally kill one of them. this is the only weapon in the game that doesn't proc the "violence" effect due to an oversight in the code, so this will essentially allow us to complete the tableflip glitch without breaking our pacifist run. once every table is flipped, the physics engine won't know how to handle it and some key values will be altered that will later allow us to clip through golgotha directly into hell-
GET THEIR ASS
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