what is your oc making process?
what if there was a fucked up guy
making ocs is kind of like making up a guy to get mad at except you also know their greatest fears and exactly how to hurt them
me trying to click “next chapter” on an illegal scanlation website:
the hardcore yaoi ads that take up my entire screen:
Today’s dog girl of the day is Laika from Laika’s Comet!
As you can see from her adorable little trans flag glove, she’s a trans girl!
what is your oc making process?
what if there was a fucked up guy
the worst part of the consumer economy is people thinking that watching or not watching movies counts as activism
sorry for being hateful it's just that there's hate in my heart :/
just an fyi for people who've let their social skills atrophy by spending too much time on tumblr:
this is generally not a good thing to say to a stranger on a nonsexual post
Tags of people who hit the nail on the head better than I ever could
unironically a big fan of how we only get cutewords to refer to our belly. our tummy. i think other things should be like that. everything should be like that. life could be a dream
life is so hard for a 23 year old teenage girl who is always lonely in her room
yea i have a real girlfriend. her names… mysterious. mysterious blood pyramid. she goes to a different school
i love when flowers close in the evening like good night girl i love you sleep tight
#HELLO IT IS TIME FOR MY FAVORITE FACT#which is that sometimes when the flowers close there is a little bee inside#spending the night all cozy and safe in his little nook#specifically male squash bees do this in squash flowers#look at a field of squash or pumpkins at night and there are little guys snoozing in there#this knowledge brings me such joy that i must share it with the world (tags via @scribefindegil)
sure, "I'm part of this marginalized group that I'm writing about" isn't a get out of jail free card for all bigotry, but if someone says "I'm portraying an exact experience I've had, this literally happened to me" and your response is "okayyy but think of the optics of showing that that happens? maybe keep that to yourself?" it might be time to reconsider your approach.
I don't care what gender you are. Put on this slutty top and these tight shorts.
"Not me, though, I'm too fat."
You're the target audience.
"Bard archers, with spinny and jumping combos? Doesn't sound like my thing, really..." -a less wise Blumineck
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There was an arrest across the street from my place in Oakland one day – three cop cars with a bullhorn and guns out – and before I could even get out the gate there were a couple people posted up and one of them was filming and another one was narrating in a calm but very loud voice, just
“HE IS COOPERATING! HIS HANDS ARE EMPTY! HE IS DOING WHAT HE IS TOLD TO DO! HE IS HOLDING STILL! HIS HANDS ARE EMPTY! HE IS NOT BEING THREATENING! HE HAS PUT HIS HANDS BEHIND HIS HEAD AS ASKED! HE IS NOT RESISTING!”
and that was something I hadn’t thought to do before. It certainly let the cops know what the narrative of eye witnesses was going to be.
I especially liked “his hands are empty” because this statement would still be true and a witnessed reason the police should not become violent even if it turned out he had a weapon on his person somewhere.
I see people in NYC stop and record a lot. Even if they are just being nosey, that’s still witnesses if shit goes down.
We must be vigilant. The New Solidarity. You might just save a fellow human being.
If you don’t feel comfortable with doing the narrating thing (which really is quite clever), even just standing around and blatantly staring actually legit helps immensely.
There are studies that show that even an image of someone looking can be effective to change people’s behaviours.
Sidenote: If you see a cop stopping an Indigenous person, the same protocol applies.
I did this in a parking lot when I saw a group of Black men and teens being harassed by a cop. Stayed in my car, but whipped out my phone and started to record, pointing out via narrative when I could hear the cop contradicting himself and changing his story. At the eight-minute mark, when I knew he was past the reasonable-stop guideline time (thanks, legal tips side of tumblr!), I flipped on my dome light.
Fam, what happened next was INCREDIBLE.
The cop had been gesturing in a wild way, almost flailing, like he was actively trying to get these guys agitated. He saw my dome light, saw a white face with a phone, and suddenly his hands came to rest on his vest. Within 90 seconds he’d packed his shit up and gone.
The most outspoken gentleman in the group came up to me and went “whatchu doing in there?” So I straight-up told him “it looked like you were being harassed, so I was recording.” The whole group recognized someone who was on their side, and started venting about the shit that had just gone down.
Turns out the asshole had had them stopped for a good five minutes before I pulled in. That means they were stopped, with no probable cause and a cop changing his story no fewer than three times, for AT LEAST THIRTEEN MINUTES. While chatting in a parking lot. One car had pulled in next to another that turned out to belong to one of his buddies and they were just shooting the shit when Officer Bacon came by.
Want to know the kicker here? One of the cop’s stories was that a group “matching their description” had been reported by the grocery store security guy for shoplifting. Black man, red shirt with a sports logo, jeans. Know what this convenient report didn’t mention?
HIS HEIGHT.
This guy was, without exaggeration, at least 6’10”. I assure you any report of him would have mentioned his height FIRST. And you’d best believe I pointed that out in my narration.
Cops WILL try shit. You CAN stop them. I did it and it was as simple as having some patience and a camera.
Same for muslims!
Look out for your fellow marginalized people!
Honestly, this applies to everyone. It’s a higher priority for the aforementioned groups, but nobody is safe around the police. The police are the enemy.
Oh my God my vandalism has escaped containment








