wordsandrambling:

donna-and-lightning:

writing-prompt-s:

The fourth wall is the only thing keeping the real and fictional words apart. One day it breaks.

When you drop a stone into a pool of water, it causes waves. First just small ones, barely noticeable. Then they get bigger, disrupt the natural order of the former quiet water. They crash on the beach and into each other. When The Wall broke, it felt like someone had dropped the Mount Everest into a swimming pool.


Not at first, of course.

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dorisdank:

theresagooseinthemainframe:

starryweever:

kerryrenaissance:

asmallmadhope:

asmallmadhope:

know what’s wild? that the trope of like “my father always wanted a son so he treated me, his daughter, like a boy” is so popular and like lowkey loved, but if you ever saw a mother who talked about how much she wanted a daughter instead of a son, or if she treated her son like a girl, like??? people would think she’s awful and that poor boy??

damn wonder why that is 😒

i was high af when i wrote this but it’s still true

The latter is literally the plot of some horror movies.

being socialized female is easily  recognized as abuse the moment it’s done to a male child

reblogging for that last comment jfc

I painted my son’s nails blue when he was 2 and, by the reaction of his dad and dad’s family, you’d think I had castrated him

levynite:

sleepwalkingdragon:

actual-dalish-mastermind:

dancinginthecenteroftheworld:

when-in-doubt-sing:

millennial-review:

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I was waiting for the night bus at 1am the other night, eating fries, when a dude, high as fuck, tried to harass me. It took several “I don’t want to talk to you, please go away” for him to finally move, but I think it helped that another man was giving him the death stare and clicking his tongue at him. He then checked I was okay and whether I knew the guy or not. Good dude.

Shout out also the man who silently switched places with me on another night bus to be a buffer between me and a guy who had threatened me. Thank you

Men: this here? This here is what you need to be doing as allies. The men who harass and insult women are not likely to take our complaints about it seriously. But you, another man, they will listen to. 

I was pumping gas at like 10 PM one night, and these bunch of drunk guys came walking up to the gas station, and one of them yelled over to me if I wanted to see his dick.  His friend says to him, “You don’t have anything she wants to see.” and apologized.  It was pretty awesome.

this is all we want from men. to recognize the wrongs done by other men, and acknowledge it. not give us shitass defense like, “not all men do that”

this is proper chivalry

fairycosmos:

i fucking hate the way the media creates fake, ridiculous, over the top headlines like ‘people are petitioning for stargender to become a medically recognized sex’ or whatever because literally no one is seriously advocating for that and it completely detracts from the actual issues at hand. like it’s really insidious to direct anger at marginalized groups using sensationalism and lies because it’s so widely believed by the dumb ass audience of those websites/shows/articles. people read that and genuinely think that is what oppressed individuals are fighting for. it’s such a subtle yet very popular way of undermining legitimate problems and i’m noticing it more and and more, especially online, because despite everything it’s still profitable to mock and victimize lgbt people 

lornacrowleys:

protip if a nerd dude tries to give you a pop quiz about the fandom on your shirt/bag/cosplay by asking you to answer a banal and obscure trivia question to prove you’re a Real Gamer, turn the question back on him. ask him about the thematic implications that bit of trivia has on the actual story. ask him about the character development and motivations of the minor characters he’s making you list. ask him if he thinks the major in-universe event he’s testing you on was successful in carrying forward the underlying tone and intent of the work itself. ask him about fucking literary devices. you know that one super tough and intimidating lit teacher everyone encounters at least once in their lifetime? become that teacher. make him sweat.