label tag

lesbians: I experience compulsory heterosexuality, therefore it’s always been hard for me to understand my attraction

gay men: my self expression and sexuality are confusing to me

bi people: I have problems being comfortable with my attraction due to stereotypes of bi people

trans people: I have a lot of sex related dysphoria, therefore certain things make me uncomfortable

mogai hell: *rubbing their nasty hands together* boy do we have a label for you!

things i will never get tired of: fahc ryan whose modeling career didn’t completely end after he joined the fakes

  • ryan,  who mostly models overseas so the rest of the crew have no idea until gavin sees him on a billboard while vacationing in england. gavin sends a pic of it to the crew group chat and ryan comes home to the penthouse wallpapered in photocopies. 
  • “why didn’t you tell us?” “what do you mean, why didn’t i tell you? you never asked!” “ryan!“ 
  • once everyone finds out, the teasing is merciless. michael and jeremy follow him around with cameras for weeks - “ryan! over here, ryan! can i get a smile? vogue for me, ryan!“ 
  • geoff gives him a new codename for every heist - "okay gavin, you and brooke shields over here take the chopper and give us cover” “heidi klum, have you bypassed that security team yet?” “who’s shooting at us? tyra banks, is everything okay? tyra banks, do you copy? tyra?? tyra!!!”  
  • but then one heist requires team love n stuff to do some undercover surveillance at the los santos art gallery’s annual gala; gavin’s dressed to the nines (no surprise there) but ryan steps out in the sleekest tux money can buy and the entire penthouse freezes because goddamn ryan is fucking attractive how the hell did we all miss this and ryan just smirks, shooting geoff a wink as he walks out the door. the teasing stops. 
  • speaking of tuxes, ryan’s wardrobe being filled to the brim with designer clothes: custom-made suits, jeans tailored to perfection, egyptian-cotton shirts, italian leather boots - gifts from designers he’s helped out of sticky situations over the years, with labels and tags cut off to prevent anyone from connecting him to his day job.
  • ryan keeping tabs on all of his model friends. ryan volunteering to be the plus-one/undercover body guard for the fancy parties his female colleagues attend. ryan “paying visits” to modelling agencies who bully and abuse their talent. ryan getting called to fill in at fashion shows at the last minute bc let’s face it, he doesn’t really need the money anymore but it’s a good side gig and they always take care of him so sure, he’ll go to milan for fashion week lemme just ask my boss if i can get the next few days off
  • (and geoff is sooo annoying about it, too - “okay, but you gotta take a picture with gigi and bella” “geoff, i don’t even know if they’ll be there-” “you gotta do it man and get jack some new dresses or something she’s still upset that you blew up her favorite cargobob” “fine”)
  • idk man i just love model!vagabond so much

my official stance on the alt-right racist riots in charlottesville va that as of yet have resulted in the death of one anti-rioter and the injuries of at least 19 others is that i am disgusted not only by the actions of the alt-right but by the reactions of anyone else who isn’t disgusted and horrified that we let it get this far. not to mention i’m angry, truly angry that nobody’s calling this vile “rally” what it is: it’s a riot, it’s an act of terrorism, it’s an anti-humanist insult of the gravest degree. 

i don’t want these hideous, hateful monsters as my neighbours. i don’t want them as my leaders. i don’t want them in my society, nor anyone else’s. i want them defeated. i want them gone. and i want anyone who agrees with them gone as well.

i can believe we as a species let something like this get so far. i don’t like it, but it’s happened before – we just love tearing other people to shreds, don’t we? with with anger, hatred, violence, with politics and economics, with division, separation, and suppression of minority groups, with poor education and intentional misrememberance of history. it’s happened before, it’s happened so much, and with catastrophic consequences. and that makes me sad. it makes me miserable.

but that all of this continues to this day, and that nobody wants to commit to naming the threat, isolating it, and eliminating it – that doesn’t make me sad, it makes me absolutely furious. you know who’s responsible. you know who’s poisoning your country. the so-called alt-right, the kkk, the neo-nazis, and the enablers, anyone who would rather live across the street from a bigot than a black person. there aren’t “many sides” causing this problem, there’s only the one. 

and there are fewer of them than there are of the rest of us.

but you already knew i would say all this. you all already knew i would feel this way, right? i stand by my words, and i own them. and if you don’t like them, then feel free to leave.

also, click the link and read the news. you can’t get all of your information from social media, because it’s always biased toward who you follow and what they repost, and it’s always basely emotional and reactionary. read the damn news. react on your own terms.

Let’s play a game called How far can you get through the lesbian tag on tumblr before you come across a penis

I’m not saying that a woman can’t have a penis

I’m saying that heterosexual men use terms like lesbian, Japanese, ebony, teen etc as porn categories and I’m fucking sick of it. 

I no longer offer the tags lesbian or bisexual on my girls looking for girls blog simply because men type in those tags and assume all the women on there want to send them nudes. 

Instagram has also removed the lesbian tag because it was being flooded with nudes and porn ads.

We should be allowed to use our own labels on social media!! 

there’s not really a name for the kind of community i’ve found myself relating to the most, but somehow i’m surrounded by these people anyway: girls who struggle with sexuality labels. girls who like boys once in awhile, girls who have maybe even kissed boys or gone out with boys, but are generally kind of wary about boys and find their attraction to them weak and confusing and not really worth pursuing. girls who are overwhelmingly attracted to girls, other people, anyone but boys, sort of; girls who try out “bisexual” and feel just a little bit wrong–maybe wrong enough to discard it or maybe not; girls who would almost but not quite be telling the truth if they turned down boys by saying “sorry, i’m a lesbian.” (“i’m not into boys” is easier and more true but still itches, because what about that crush in seventh grade, what about that friend you’d kiss if he asked.) i don’t know where i’m going with this but i remember the incredible relief when i first saw someone else feeling this way and realized that it was an okay way to be.

Join GOOB today!

So you all know that post I made about making a discord group? Y'know, the one for people who want to do stuff as late bloomers. Like drawing, singing, playing/composing music, etc. Well, it’s a bit of a rough start so far because I’m still trying to figure out how I want to organize the channels, but otherwise, the server is set up.

It’s called the “gathering of old beginners” aka GOOB. In this discord group, folks can pick up new skills or get back into something they used to do without worrying about their skill level being ‘too low for their age.’

So far we have…

Drawing/digital art/etc
Writing prose and poetry
Instrumental music and composition
Singing
Voice acting
Sewing, embroidery, knitting, etc.

It’s never too late! Learn alongside other goobers by sending me an instant message or an ask and receive an invite link!

It’s a zero judgement zone where we all exist to encourage each other, so please be careful about who you share the invite links with!

THIS IS A GROUP OF ADULTS. I am sorry younger people but this is an 18+ group! I am definitely considering one for teens who feel like they should have learned things at an earlier age but for now this is purely an adult group. 

People like to identify with labels because it makes it easier to find terminology to explain what we’re experiencing, and it opens us up to a world where we’re not the only ones who feel this way. It’s not a way to be special, it’s a way to understand and belong.

the kanamari arc makes sense. just saying. i just think people tend to forget how being a fifteen year old makes you feel.

so kanan met mari when they were kids. kanan must have noticed the difference between them back then: mari had tons of money and she did not. but she probably didn’t care when she was still a kid and money and actual responsabilities and their futures were things that didn’t matter.

mari was offered the abroad thing and i bet that when kanan knew it, she thought this: i won’t ever leave this town. dia will also stay. mari is the only one that has a chance. she needs to take it and be shiny. so she decided that she would do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING for mari to leave the town and be succesful. she had to take the chances she was given (and maybe she was also lowkey jealous).

mari comes back. kanan treats her like that because she’s mad because mari is wasting her chance (a chance kanan could only dream of) and because she isn’t being thankful. kanan wonders why the heck mari is back at the town wasting a chance so many people would instantly take. maybe she also thinks she’s acting spoiled (and that doesn’t help her feel better).

mari slaps her. she waits for kanan to slap her as well. kanan wants to, but then she actually sees everything (mari, one of her best friends ever is waiting for her to slap her) and hugs her like when they were kids because there are some friendship things we won’t ever be able to explain but aren’t less credible or occurring.

no one is abusive. no one is a bad person. they’re just teens. and most of teens like to do what they want: mari wanted to stay and kanan wanted mari to be succesful and happy and didn’t realize mari was happy there. again: people tend to forget how being a teen feels, and how much one can love a friend.

12 Random Farm Hauntings

Roll 1d12 for a paranormal event at a farm:

  1. As a low wind blows, a sickle falls from the rafters of the barn and lands between your feet or inches from your face. Inspection of where it came from shows no sign of any tools, and when you look back the sickle is gone.
  2. In the corner of your eye you see corn in the field move as if something is running through it towards you, but when you look the corn stalks are deathly still. Later you hear strange noises from the cornfield, such as giggling or sobbing.
  3. Cattle in the field drop on their sides, dead. When turned over, it’s revealed that their sides that were touching the ground look as though they’ve been dead and decaying for days.
  4. In the middle of the night you hear a man’s laughter at the edge of the property. Minutes later it appears halfway up the drive. Then it’s heard at the front door. Next you hear it at the closest window. Finally, as soon as you try to sleep, you hear the man laugh as if he was standing over your bed.
  5. You hear a door slam in the cellar. When you investigate, a door is there that never existed before. It is jammed and won’t open. As you try and try to pull it open, it finally gives to reveal a blank wall on the other side.
  6. The livestock around the farmhouse seem to keep their backs to you, but otherwise are behaving normally. When you try to look at their faces, you find that they’re missing and exposed bone with empty sockets stares back at you before going back to grazing.
  7. In the middle of the night the barn doors start slamming open and shut. When you investigate, the doors slam shut behind you. Nothing is out of place in the barn, but outside you hear screams of torment and horror. After a few moments the screaming stops and the barn doors slowly creak open. As you step out of the barn the screaming starts again, but this time right behind you.
  8. The outhouse begins shaking violently. When you open the door it stops. When you investigate inside you realize there’s sobs coming from the toilet.
  9. A heavy rain begins and the land around becomes muddy. It’s then that you notice that something that looks like bone can be seen in the dirt below the crops. When you investigate you start to hear low moaning and what sounds like a heartbeat. If you start to uncover the bone, a skeletal hand shoots out of the mud and grabs you.
  10. From the well outside the farm house you think you hear shouts. It sounds like a young girl has fallen and gotten trapped. You approach to the sound of the girl’s sobs, but you find that the well is filled to the top with murky water. As you examine it’s surface you see a water logged hand quickly raise from the depths to claw at you. The arm retreats into the well and the water begins to turn a dark red. The next time you look into the well you see that it is filled with dirt and looks as though it has been for years.
  11. You realize that the scarecrow in the field looks like it’s staring at you. When you move around you feel like it’s following your movements. Before you stare at it too long, a murder of crows flies in your face, obstructing your view. When the birds have passed, the cross that held the scarecrow up is now empty.
  12. While out in the field or in the barn you hear a dinner bell ring at the house. As far as you know, no one is at the house at this time, but as you approach it appears as though lights are on and the chimney is blowing smoke. The lights are dimly lit in the house, but the dining room is laid out with enough places for everyone examining the house. There are covered dinner platters in the middle of the table. A name tag labels each seat with the name of everyone who entered the house. If the platters are uncovered, they reveal a harvest feast. There are pies and roasts, a plethora of cooked vegetables and fruits. You feel the urge to devour the meal as it’s delicious scent fills the air. Moments after you either begin or refuse to eat the lights suddenly blow out, leaving you in darkness. When you light the area again, you realize that the room is in shambles, the dishes are rusty, and the food is molded, maggoty remains of something humanoid.

Art: RadoJavor

bob-morley  asked:

Hey so can y'all maybe keep your fics on LJ instead of posting them on ao3 because a lot of people go on ao3 to just read normal bellarke fics and don't need to be triggered by incest and rape prompts that are being filled out here.

I hate to break it to you, but I’m not actually the boss of anyone. Similarly, you are not actually the boss of anyone. What adults choose to post on AO3 is at their own discretion. But don’t worry, the beautiful thing about AO3 is that everything is neatly labeled and clearly tagged so you needn’t worry about accidentally stumbling into a fic which squicks you.

And to my writers, I do urge you to respect people’s desire to easily avoid fic they know would upset them by clearly labeling and properly tagging your fic if you choose to post it; our fandom will fucking self destruct if we start having high (potential) squick factor fics cropping up all willy nilly, unlabeled and tricksy. And I’d care somewhat less about that except I’m the one at whose feet blame is going to be laid.

And I would like to say, to those of you have decided that the Kink Meme is little more than a breeding ground for sexual deviants. Yes, hello, thank you for forcing me to turn off anon. On an (admittedly rushed) search of the ~100 filled prompts (way to go, perverts) only ~15 of them rate trigger warnings and that includes the 6 consensual, of age Daddy! or Mommy!kink fics because I know for some twee and precious flowers people that is squicky. But frankly I shouldn’t really have included them because even if they were real people (which they aren’t) everyone in them is a consenting adult. Is there stuff on the Kink Meme which might upset people? Yeah there is, but a great deal more of it is Abby getting lucky with everyone like the mega space babe she is, and one time Clarke and Harper took a bath (personal favorite).

Why yes I am sensitive and defensive about this, how could you tell?

bisexuals who are questioning their identity shouldn’t feel pressured to stick with the bisexual label because they don’t want to perpetuate the stereotype that bisexuals are just experimenting or just using bisexuality as a “bridge sexuality” to coming out as gay/lesbian. your label is your label and if bisexuality doesn’t fit you, don’t be afraid to change it!

  • you: dekuraka or tododeku?
  • me, an intellectual: both