honestly, this “you can’t hate kids” shit is like…fishy to me.
it’s the same sort of rhetoric my mother used to try to convince me to have children once i told her my plan to have a hysterectomy.
there’s like this underlying…terf…smell. i’m skeptical lmao
you have to be kind to children and mindful during your interactions with them and that fact is completely unrelated to trans exclusionary radical feminism
You can not like or want kids without being an absolute dick you egg
how is “don’t hate children” terf rhetoric I’m SADGH’FKHASDGKHSFD???
Treating children who don’t know fucking better with kindness and patience is something only transphobes want now, y’all.
Author: arcticninetales789
Love how everyone’s speculation for episode ix re Rose is that either she a) gets married to Finn and they make cute eyes at each other or b) she “respects” how much Finn and Rey love each other so now she sits around just fixing ships heroically in the background
Rose becomes an icon leading the Resistance recruitment effort atop a fathier with a cape made of firebird feathers, galloping into small towns and giving rousing speeches, and becomes a terrifying symbol to the First Order who put out a million propaganda posters about how nasty and evil she is but people always deface them and Hux cries himself to sleep at night knowing he will never inspire the people’s love and devotion like she does
Also Rose would DEFINITELY be a wingwoman for Rey and try to help her work out her relationship with Kylo. I can’t picture her being jealous or vindictive.
I don’t understand why some women are upset at international men’s day
Having a day for men as well as women is equality. That’s egalitarian as you can be. Stop trying to shit on men for wanting a day to address the issues we face as well. I’m really getting sick of this “KILL ALL MEN REEEEE” Sexist bullshit. NOT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE ABOUT WOMEN. I try to advocate for equality as much as I can. To the ladies with common sense and basic human decency,I shouldn’t even have to thank you but i am. Just because I have a dick and balls doesn’t automatically make me a rapist, It doesn’t mean I automatically hate women. It doesn’t mean I am going to be abusive. Do you realize how long it took for me to learn that it’s ok to cry? That its ok to express my emotions? To unlearn all that Toxic ass bullshit? Because growing up I was always taught that crying is for sissies and girls. I was in my LATE 20s when I figured this shit out.
“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”
Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”
oh my god
I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.
I’m almost afraid to want it.
John Green, we’re waiting.
“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”
I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.
You begin to ask me something.
“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”
I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.
“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”
Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.
“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”
Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.
“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”
You ask me if I’m afraid.
And oddly, I’m not.
“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”
It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you.
You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.
You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.
I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.
“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”
You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.
There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.
“You can do it.”
For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.
The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.
“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”
The end.
SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL
Plot Twist:
“I love you.” She whispered softly closing the book. Her fantasy must end and he must die with it no matter how great their love. Tears fell from her eyes, landing upon the hard worn cover of her most beloved book. The book in which lied the love of her life. The book that loved her back. She ached to open it again but she could not continue like this. She must move on and live a life not in her precious book. Sobs racked her body as she walked to the self, hesitantly sliding her beloved book into the shelf. It was only for a time, she told herself. That she would come back again and read the story of her love again and that she may fall in love again. Whipping her eyes she turned toward the door, but froze in her tracks. A man stood there, concern lining his every feature. She knew that face. It was exactly as she had pictured it, from every line of his jaw to the exact color of his eyes. This can’t be possible.
“Why are you crying?” Oh, his voice. That was his voice. It was as soothing as she had imagined. Her knees grew week and her mind went numb. She struggled for words as he approached her slowly, he knelt before her and touched her cheek, worry etched in his gentle movement. “What’s wrong? Has something happened?”
She could only choke out, “You’re real?”
I’M SCREAMING
FUCK IT GOT BETTER
I don’t remember if I rebloged it the last time I read it, but since I cried even though I already knew what was going to happen, it deserves to be here again if I did.
Not even caring if this has anything to do with my blog.
I- I-….as an avid reader this is- I’m literally crying.
Blaire White is fucking detransitioning just so she can impregnate a surrogate I take back everything I ever thought about her not being misogynistic
How is she being misogynistic? How is that in any way misogynistic? Blaire wasn’t born with a womb, so she tries an alternative. Whoopedy friggin do. Get over it.
Shes not even “detransitioning” shes going off hormones because they affect sperm count and shit op u dipshit
Bc
God FORBID a trans person want a child that is part of them. hOW daRe
Not like she’s growing a beard, cutting her hair short, chopping her tits off and boning a chick. Shes just coming off hormones for a little while so she can use a sample of her sperm to get a woman pregnant. Head out of arse please, op
Yeah because my issue was totally that I thought she’d grow facial hair, not the “using her sperm to get a woman pregnant” aspect.
Surrogacy is unethical as fuck and all of you who are just glossing over the fact that another human being is involved in this and will have to risk her life just so Blaire can “carry on her bloodline” are proving my fucking point lmao.
I’m sorry, but if one woman wants to carry a baby for another women then she damn well can. What happened to her body, her choice? Surrogacy is a personal choice, and you nor nobody else has any right to tell ANY woman that she can’t be a surrogate for another. It’s like a woman giving birth then putting her kid up for adoption, but better because the kid won’t be going into the care system. A woman carrying someone else’s baby doesn’t hurt you. A woman doing something “unnatural” to have her own biological child doesn’t hurt you.
Trans people should have the option to raise biological children.
And pregnancy generally isn’t a risk to your life with modern medicine practices anyway. Plus you can’t just walk up to anybody and demand they be your surrogate, it’s not something you can really force upon someone who refuses. Both parties have to be willing and contracts are involved.
Also (sorry didn’t think about his earlier) if the reasons for banning surrogacy are 1) Carrier might die and 2) Buying people?? Then let’s just ban pregnancy altogether bc the mother might die. And you are aware you have to pay to adopt too right? Is adoption unethical too? You’re buying another human being. Lastly the money isn’t used to “buy the child”, it’s used to care for the surrogate mother during her pregnancy.
baffling how much of this site is just conservative protestantism with a gay hat
you know what i’m in just enough of a bad mood that i’m ready to nail my grievances to the church door so let’s fucking go
- black and white morality wherein anyone who doesn’t believe/think/live exactly as I do is
a dirty sinnerProblematic and probably a predatory monster- everyone is
a sinnerProblematic buttrue believerspeople who activist the right way according to my worldview are still better than everyone else, and I will act in accordance to this belief in my own superiority to let everyone else know I’m better than them because Ifound Jesusam the most woke- casual and fucking omnipresent equations of womanhood with softness/goodness/purity/nurturing to remind every woman who isn’t/doesn’t want to be any of those things that they’re doing it wrong
- aggressive desexualization (particularly of women’s sexuality, to the point where it may as well not exist at all) accompanied by pastels [not a criticism directed ace ppl having a right to sex-free content and spaces but specifically targeted at a wider problem resulting from the previous point]
- YOU’RE VALID AND JESUS LOVES YOU and neither of these platitudes achieves a goddamn thing
- historical context is for people who care about nuance and we don’t have time for either (see: black and white morality)
- lots of slogans and quotes and nice little soundbites to memorize but does anybody actually study the source material with a critical eye to make their own informed analysis
- the answer is no
- I’ve been to bible study groups don’t @ me I know what the fuck I’m talking about
Good Christians™Nice Gays™don’t fraternize with/let themselves be influenced by
non-Christiansthose terrible queers- all the media one consumes must be ideologically pure or it will surely harm the children
- it is Our Sacred Duty to protect the children from Everything, thus ensuring their innocence/purity/etc until such time as they are idk probably 25 years old
- literally just “think of the children” moral panic y’all can fuckin miss me with that
- people who don’t conform to the dominant thinking WILL be excommunicated/driven from the social group, and any wrong treatment they suffer will be seen as a justified consequence of their wrong thinking
- I Saw Goody Proctor With The Devil And She Had A Bad Steven Universe Headcanon
Thank you for breaking it down like that because so many of us have been saying it but to see a play by play breakdown comparison is just…Thank you.
- sipping tea and judging people as a group bonding activity
oh, man, speaking as a queer Christian who gets regular tumblr flashbacks to my childhood in the Bible Belt, YES
-belief that small snippets of text can be analyzed out context to understand the whole work/ judge the whole person
-Desire for moral choices to be easy/ black-and-white leads to belief that it is possible to find a one-size-fits all answer to every situation
-Literal, rather than literary analysis, with weird fixation on etymological roots that have nothing to do with source material
-Belief that there is “one true interpretation” that is self-evident and will be understood by everyone encountering the same material regardless of background
-Overwhelming, internalized sense of culpability for other people’s actions/integrity/souls
-Overwhelming, internalized sense of personal guilt
-Pressure to evangelize aggressively
-Tendency to value broad ideals before individual needs
-Hostility towards coexistence/tolerance/neutrality
-Hostility towards lack of consensus in viewpoint
-Knowledge as contamination
-Guilt/contamination by proximity
-Fixation on the sexual as uniquely dirty/sinful
-Belief in “thought crimes”
-Argumentation via appeal to higher authority/feelings of revulsion rather than internal, verbalizeable logic
-“conversations” that are actually stealth soapboxes because one side isn’t actually interested in listening
-“polite requests” that are actually commands because “no” is not considered an acceptable answer
-in-group language
-virtue-signaling and hostility towards the outgroup
-gatekeeping
-communities strongly built around the idea of being the world’s underdog
-appropriation of other people’s persecution/victimization
-treating the concept of oppression like a trophy
-glorification/fetishization of victimhoodIt got better.
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