somebody is wrong on the internet

/roast em’

Originally posted by fyspringfield

(via Scorpio @ everyone else)

Aries: Boi, looking like a mad toddler who just lost their red power ranger. Boi, asking for an adult but but really what you need to do is read a motherfucking book. Boi, walking around here like you run shit but really you just stepped on some. Head ass lurking in the shadows just waiting for someone to lit yo wanna-be Goku ass up. Angry looking self. Looking like the next care bear head ass. “Call me Petty the Panda”, head ass. Claiming that you know everything but don’t even know how to spell ‘spaghetti’, head ass. Always wanting to turn little shit into a fucking competition, pumped like Sonic shit. Always doing shit you know you shouldn’t be doing in the first place, risk-taking-at-the-wrong-time fuck. Don’t know how to accept that your wrong sometimes, stubborn ass boy.

Taurus: Got em’. Always talking about ‘I told you so’ but you really should be saying ‘I didn’t know’ head ass. ‘Stubborn till the day I die’ looking self. Don’t know the answer but still front like you do, wise yeller ass fool. Telling others you pity the fool but really they pity you, head ass. Talking about “presh off the runway” but really, “phresh until Monday” there-is-always-a-sale looking self. Never lets go of petty shit, head ass. Has everything that anyone has ever done wrong to them on the back of a Baskin Robbins’s napkin their back pocket. Claiming somebody on the Internet who don’t even know yo under-a-rock head ass. Don’t even feel like moving to get the remote next to you, lazy ass self.

Gemini: Mother fucka’. You talk too much. Your breath has killed my eyebrows and eyelashes hair’s cells and got me looking like fucking Voldemort in this hoe. You need some breath mints and some holy water because that mouth need Jesus. Keep breathing through that nose, thirst trapping ass. Keep asking about someone’s life only to use that shit on them an hour later, nosy self. Talking about “fuck these hoes” but really it’s “nobody has to know” head ass. Type to not to want to upset someone but #FuckBoiiii appears to ruin it. Make up some shit and forget that you did a week later, trouble making self. Start drama on fucking Club Penguin, head ass. Make a sim called “Thotnatisha SuccGreen” and fuck everyone on the street, hoe self. #ThotNation Got two phones for weed selling and your so called hoes. But really it’s your Momma and she want her money by tonight or she kicking your no-rent-ass-paying out.

Cancer: OOOH, now I’m bout to get you. Always asking “what are we?” when you dead ass know the answer, insecure self. Moods be shifting faster than how many times can Spongebob cry you a sweater, emotional self. Playing bitches faster than Mario Kart, head ass. Is the glass half empty, or not, pessimistic self. Can’t even trust your own reflection, always on the look out fuck. Quit ridding on so many people’s dicks who don’t give two shits about your clingy self. Quick to play that innocent card when you get confronted on some shit, Barney the Dinosaur ass child. Crying to that one song you heard when you were dating that one girl from Build-A-Bear Workshop Online and you caught her in a bed with some other person, lonely self. Don’t even hit someone up on their funeral unless you know they really dead, stay on the suspect ass. Thinking you got mad haters but really its the same one bitch who be commenting “You ugly skank ass hoe” on your IMVU profile since 2008. 

Leo: Bout to light your fake circus looking wig on fire, bitch. Mad disrespectful when it comes to that big ass pride of yours. Not afraid to bite someone but more scared of what they got, drama starting ass.Telling mad lies about some bitch you don’t know of, but she apparently got beef so you gotta Chief Keef. Lips looser than an IKEA desk chair, mother fuck. Keep telling yourself that people will wait on you head and toe, watch how fast you lose followers on Twitter, you ‘but-i’m-almost-famous’ ignorant self. Demand all you want, that crown looking mighty rusty, fam. Rolling in the deep, but you actually rolling with the sheep, following trends like its the Barbie, sheep self. Skull thicker than a thick bitch doing squats at 24Hour Fitness, stubborn self. Don’t care if you don’t like this like that or them like the way they are. Fix your eyebrows before you come for me, hoe. Eyebrows looking like they lift pigeons, wanna be thug self. 

Virgo: Bro, oh my God- no body cares bruh. You stay getting on other people about fixing their lives but yo dumpster living ass has no fucking say! Keep assuming that bull shit and which your ass get mistaken for a real life Patrick the Starfish. How is that ego of yours? Still buried under all the amount of shit that comes out of your mouth, “i’m super-man!’ head ass. Keep judging other’s like you aren’t the type to throw it back on a bro on Saturday and praise the Lordt ™ on a Sunday. Bro, ain’t no body perfect so stop with the bull shit, and come down from those raggy ass stairs you sit your raggy ass ‘throne’ upon and come fuck with these hands if you wanna. Bro, The Starkeisha Cheer Team song, I”’m Petty”, was made just for your life fam. Stop getting mad when these hoes pull a ‘you’ on you’. Type to play mind games, but get made when you get CRISS CROSSED, meme looking self. Pull out game getting stronger and stronger even though you know damn well this girl setting your ass smooth the fuck up. YOU ARE THE FATHER.

Libra: Words itself, can not explain how fed up I am with you. You keep asking for advice knowing your ass isn’t gonna listen in the first place. Non-listening self. Like, do you mother fuckers comprehend the word “no”? Like is it in y’all vocabulary? NO, MEANS, NO NO NO. NO NO NO NO. Bro, that word can save you from all this little shit your dumb ass think there-could always-be-peace, dumb self. Choking on that dick of self-improvement, huh? Open your fucking eyes, and take off those damn rose sunglasses because shit is about to get real as fuck the minute you get out of high school. Acting like life is a anime- bitch, your grades won’t automatically improve with every time senpai looks at you!  Ain’t nobody care more about you then you do- all these little friends and squads you so called got will eventually leave your ass in the dust. Talking about “Oh, my bitches got me” hoe, your bitches are now  free while you still trying to get a ‘get-out-of-free-card’ they apparently got for you. It’s been 7 months, and your still in jail. Start making moves with your not-wanting-undesirable-traits head ass. Bitch you ain’t perfect. Wipe that fake smile off your fucking face. Wanna be ‘bad and boujee’ but really you ‘sad and lonely’, fake self. Flip a coin on your grades, careless self. And learn that just because you do one small thing for someone, doesn’t mean that they fucking owe you their loyalty.  Balance is the key, head ass. Wanna be Judge Judy, underdeveloped self. Can’t take a hint, in-denial self. 

Scorpio: (We have our regularly scheduled meeting at 2:00 AM. See your ass then.) 

Sagittarius: You literally are the reason why roasts were even properly termed and noted- fam, WHAT IS YOUR LIFE? You stay acting like your doing all this crazy and fun shit, but bitch. You just blow stories up to make your ass sound better. Wanna be ‘Wild and Out’ but really your barely on the same level of American Ninja.Your not even that fucking wild to begin with- you just say some wild and or stupid shit, at times. When your not being a little irresponsible fuck or being a cocky cunt because you got into some lame’s pants- your pretty dope to talk to. But see, see- you and that mouth again. You claim not to care but then your ass get mad when some hoe don’t call you back on Tuesdays after 11 PM. Always on stand by to fight, but never on stand by to get right, head ass. Keep fucking with those types that bring you down and anyone who doesn’t think like you do is apparently stupid. Keep up that same argument with yourself, and see how fast catch these hands, fam. Told your teacher that you want to be a brick wall when you grow up, head ass. Your problem not mine, tactless ass self. Tell a bitch what you want her to do, but won’t listen to what she want you to do, selfish self.  Say your single and your not dating, but claiming three hoes on campus, fuck boy in some cargo shorts during February dumb self. Also getting angry when things don’t go your way, toddler power self. They call you, ‘Closer to hell’ more then they call your actually name, always-hitting-my-arm-while-you-laugh violent self. Threaten me on the daily but won’t put on the chef hat to cook this beef. 

Capricorn: Bet your the type to cheat on Tic-Tac-Toe, mother fucker. Looking like someone fucked up your taxes last year and now you don’t even trust your own momma, head ass boy! Bet your ass was born with a checklist in hand, to see who the fuck woke you up, grumpy old man self. “Well I can do bad all by my self” bitch did anyone ask?! Stay being distant with your Dora the Explorer head ass, fam. Ain’t no body got the time to sit here and figure your shit out.  Only fuck with somebody if they got the goods or you just like being better then they ass, ego-self-boosting fucker. Claim you got the keys, but really all you got is this Wii wheel. Driving towards a better future head ass. Failure isn’t an option when really you live in denial,  controlling self. Be the type to plan out your unborn daughter’s whole life, don’t want any surprises self. Try to control the world, yet can’t even control they own life head ass. Stuck in the 90s head ass. Doesn’t even have beef, the fool got that unseasoned chicken breasts.

Aquarius: I’m lost for words, yo- you really are a reckless son of a bitch. Are you even fucking here right now? Bet your planning on your next escape from your momma’s house, huh? Calling up your home boy to come smoke you out at 3 AM, but get mad when he calls for a ride to Walmart to get some groceries, selfish ass. Talking about how you got the squad to back your ass up, but the minute the cops pull around they running faster than you can even sing y’all anthem. Minute you start getting roasted, they laughing with them.  Keep claiming that your rebellious and just so weird. Watch your ass be in the back alley of a club, throat deep on a guy name Ashley who is feeding you lies to boost that overconfident ass ego. Young, wild and free, head ass. But your really Dumb, broke, and over that show Glee. Yo, do you even know how to fucking not do something? Is your whole life a dare? Nah, its not wanna be edgy ass fool. Don’t know how to love but wants it, contradicting self. Unpredictable because you scared of real life, escapist chimpanzee. 

Pisces: I’m ready for your fake ass. YOU. ARE. NOT. INNOCENT. You’ve done some how do you say shady ass shit, fam. Don’t even act like your ass didn’t laugh when your friends or even family do something or have something terrible done to them. Two face looking rainbow monkey self. Cry over split milk, baby self. Cry over being angry, matter of fact. Using people but get mad about being used, sensitive self. Wanna be dark and emo but can barely say no to someone who wants money. Saying you don’t have a soul, but got upset over that old cat dying in front of your living room window, caring self. Claiming that nobody knows you yet posts mad shit about your life on the internet. Wanna be that cool dude in school so you backstab the fuck out of your close circle to fuck some prep or jock to just end back right where you were freshmen year. Stupid and alone. Learning life lessons from cartoons when you really should be fixing that resume. Claim you understand but really you don’t give a damn. Go smoke and try to explain life to a tree, dead ass boy. Fuck you and your bull shit. 

people need to stop doing three things: 

  • thinking that just because something makes them uncomfortable, that means its wrong / “problematic”
  • thinking that their opinion is absolutely, 100% right and anyone who thinks differently is “problematic” and should be called out

  • throw around words / terms they obviously have no idea what they mean in a accusatory or “call out” manner  

people need to start doing one thing:

  • realize that fandom / the internet itself is not their safe space and it’s their responsibility to maintain / control what they consume and if they don’t like something or if something makes them uncomfortable to the point that they can’t reasonably react to it then they need to block it, blacklist it and move on

hello guys! today’s 23 march and this date that means a lot for me. 

one year ago i decided to create an acc on one another social media — tumblr. i was and i am a girl who spends on the internet almost 24/7. and it seems to me that creating acc on tumblr was such a bad idea. and here i sat in present days still feeling like it was such a bad idea but it gave a lot of opportunities to me. 

first thing first i’ma thank you for 5,7k. i’ve never talked about followers but it’s really huge number for me — 16 yo girl from little town in the north of the country. i’ve never quiet thought i can achieve this.

second thing second don’t you tell me that the internet is a bad place to find new people and friends. it’s so wrong. i met such a wonderful people last year and i still cant believe or realize that somebody supports me and my arts. it really blows my mind. 

last thing last one of my dream came true and i want to thank all of you, thank you for your support, thank you for everything xx

so, in random order some people that i want to thank

@unusualevie, @darlingtroye, @blueneighborhoodisnotonfire, @glazedblue, @eclipsesivan, @memorabletroyler, @vivid-troye, @hesxl, @significantsivan, @trickytroye, @astralsivan, @twinsivan, @cutemellet, @consivanqueen, @wildyouthfools, @youtubenerds, @smolsivan, @etherealistic-tronler, @curlysivans, @troyeswildblueneighbourhood, @everytimeiopenmyeyes, @palebluetroye, @tracobiscute, @starlightsivan, @blushingtroye@fortunesivan, @insuburbiah, @lovesicksivan, @pensivesivan

also, special thanks to @troyesivan

The signs as The 1975 (iliwysfyasbysuoi) lyrics

Aries: I personify the ‘adolescent on a phone’, speaking like I’m bigger than my body. I personify that lack of freedom in your life, and I’m sure she’ll be gone in a second // This Must Be My Dream

Taurus: Go down. Soft sound. Midnight. Car lights. Playing with the air. Breathing in your hair. Go down. Soft sound. Step into your skin? I’d rather jump in your bones. Taking up your mouth, so you breathe through your nose // The 1975

Gemini: You smashed a glass into pieces, that’s around the time I left. When you were coming across as clever, then you lit the wrong end of a cigarette. You said I’m full of diseases, your eyes were full of regret. And then you took a picture of your salad and put it on the Internet // Change Of Heart

Cancer: Oh I just don’t believe that you have got it in you cause we are just gonna keep “doin’ it” and every time I start to believe in anything you’re saying, I’m reminded that I should be getting over it. I don’t want your body, but I hate to think about you with somebody else. Our love has gone cold, you’re intertwining your soul with somebody else // Somebody Else

Leo: It’s not about reciprocation it’s just all about me, a sycophantic, prophetic, Socratic junkie wannabe. There’s so much skin to see, a simple Epicurean Philosophy. And you say I’m such a cliche, I can’t see the difference in it either way. And we left things to protect my mental health, but you call me when you’re bored and you’re playing with yourself // The Sound

Virgo: My hair is brown, she’s scared to touch. And she just wants to feel something, and I don’t think that’s asking for too much. And when I go to sleep it’s when she begins to weep. She’s appalled by not loving me at all. She wears a frown and dressing gown, when she lays down // She Lays Down

Libra: And well, I think I’ve gone mad, isn’t that so sad? And what a shame you’ve lost a brain that you never had. Oh mum check the car it can’t have gone far, I must have left it on a train or lost in a bar. It’s likely in a Sainsbury’s, flirting with the girls and waiting for me. I jumped on a bus, declared my name, and asked if anybody’s seen my brain // The Ballad Of Me And My Brain

Scorpio: She’s inducing sleep to avoid pain, and I think she’s got a gun divinely decreed and custom made. She calls on the phone like the old days, expecting the world. Don’t fall in love with the moment, and think you’re in love with the girl // She’s American

Sagittarius: She’s a pain in the nose, I’m a pain in women’s clothes. You’re a walking overdose in a great coat. And so she wrote a plan for it on the back of a fag packet. She had to leave because she couldn’t hack it, not enough noise and too much racket. I think I’ve spent all my money and your friends, oh. But how I’d love to go to Paris again // Paris

Capricorn: And you’re the only thing that’s going on in my mind, taking over my life a second time, I don’t have the capacity for fucking, you’re meant to be helping me. When I said I liked it better without my money, I lied. It took a little while to recognise that I, I’m not giving it up again // UGH!

Aquarius: You look famous, let’s be friends and portray we possess something important and do the things we like, meaning, we’ve just come to represent. A decline in the standards are what we accept // Love Me

Pisces: I never did understand the duality of art and reality. Living life and treating it as such. There’s a certain disconnect to touch, that cajoles at the artist with comfort and abandon. Between the spires and the rolling roofs of the white city, that orange English light cast only one, singular shadow. For you are not beside but within me // Loving Someone

I am seeing them perform this album live today, rip any chance I had of sleeping

I just want to say, in the plainest terms possible, that I am not okay with the way the Stydia fandom behaves on Twitter.

I know that they think it’s hilarious and a joke, but to me it appears that they feel like nothing they do is wrong because they’re on the winning team. Well, I’m as happy as you guys are that Stydia appears to finally be happening as a main plot on teen wolf, but you guys make me embarrassed to be a part of this fandom sometimes.

I am all for loving a ship, I am all for making dirty comments about them, I am even all for being negative about another ship as long as you censor your words so it doesn’t show up in the tags for that other ship. But I am absolutely not okay with telling people to kill themselves and calling people fat, whether those people be actors or actual human beings on Twitter. It’s immature, it’s pathetic, it’s childish, and it’s nauseating that you could think that this behavior is acceptable.

I don’t care that the Stydia fandom on Twitter thinks that saying these things is funny or a joke. I don’t care that it’s internet slang and you don’t actually mean it. I don’t care that you’ll say that I’m taking your words too seriously. I still find it to be disgusting. Do you notice the fact that none of the adults in the Stydia fandom who are on Twitter say shit like that? Literally, none of them. Because they know it’s wrong. They know it’s inappropriate. They know that you should never joke about somebody killing himself.

I hate the antis as much as anyone, but do you know how I deal with that? I don’t engage. I don’t tweet them, I don’t go on their blogs. I stay in my lane and I write fanfic and I answer asks and I try to spread as much positivity in the fandom as I can. All you’re doing is creating the exact environment which makes people (including the cast, writers, and creators who brought you the ship that you love) hate shippers.

So I want to make it clear that this behavior is disgusting and something that I do not condone, and that I’m horrified that this fandom for a ship I love so much has literally made me side with the antis because of how embarrassing their behavior is. Like, I’m siding with people who call Lydia a slut, who say that Stiles attempted to sexually assault Lydia in the scene where she was on pills in her bedroom, with people who say that the narrative wasn’t going towards Stydia. These people spend all their time on the internet insulting my ship, the thing that makes me happiest in terms of tumblr and writing, and I’m literally siding with them right now over you guys. That feels like crap for me. And if it sounds like I’m taking this too seriously? Good. You know what is serious? Suicide. So stop being assholes and stay in your own lanes.

Just because there’s no consequences to you, doesn’t mean it’s right.

I’ve been getting lots of messages about the latest bangtan bomb and the whole “are you happy?”/”KTH?” moment. I wasn’t going to say anything because to be honest, I don’t want any part of this shit (because that’s what it is..), but since I figure people will continue to ask me anyway.. I want to point out some things that I’ve observed.

First of all, I highly recommend everybody to exercise caution when reading translations. I’ve seen so many people (including the more popular content creators on tumblr) use shoddy/lazy translations in their gifs or videos or whatever. And then their followers just blindly believe whatever is on the gif.
Listen, I’m a native Korean speaker who is fluent in the language but even I make mistakes when hearing something. But they’re my mistakes and when I go back, I can hear and understand where I went wrong.

If you see somebody say “I’m Korean and all other native Koreans agree with me,” DO NOT take that as confirmation! Why are people so eager to agree with people on the internet? Use your critical thinking skills, be more skeptical! Take translations from multiple sources! Again, I’m saying this as a Korean who is fluent in Korean. Shit, I don’t even trust half the things I read in Korea/English and I’m fluent in both languages.

Wait 6-12 hours (or heaven forbid, a day) for more clarification! I cannot stress this enough. I realize that there are many people who want to make gifs and videos as soon as they’re out, but like I said, even Koreans make mistakes. I understand the need for instant gratification, but if today’s fiasco has taught me anything, it’s that people jump the gun WAY too early. And then they defend their decision based on …what, exactly?

Okay, now that I’ve done preaching.. Let me get into some of the more boring, technical(?) stuff. It’s like, I don’t know..Korean Language 201 stuff, I guess.

Keep reading

On Doxxing and Neo-Nazis

I get that someone would logically be uncomfortable with the idea of “doxxing”; I get that. It feels dangerous. What if some internet person goes and stabs somebody? What if the person doing the doxxing is lying? What if you have the wrong person? Those are legitimate concerns for the most part!

But the goal of doxxing is not to result in death or physical violence; in point of fact, it’s usually intended to avoid the future risk of that by inhibiting violent behavior now, before a neo/nazi interprets lack of opposition as social permission. (Which is an entirely separate can of worms I won’t talk about now.)

While I absolutely wouldn’t claim it’s a faultless practice, consider these points:

  • A lot of these people use their own full, real names on this stuff– obviously, they don’t mind having this stuff attached to their image. It would be one thing if they were “hacked”, but almost always, these people have their information right out there in the open on their own social media accounts. At most, the average “doxxer” references the free portion of public whitepages.
  • Stooping to their level” would necessarily involve using slurs or claiming with seriousness that all whites or all Christians should die horrible torture-deaths regardless of age or background. (Complaining in a general way about not wanting to be around white supremacist beliefs or about the way most of white-dominated society turn their backs on violence against minorities is not the same.) It would involve organizing around that belief, petitioning the government to make it happen, and going out as a group to physically intimidate and threaten people purely on the basis of religion and race. If you notify someone’s employer that they’ve been running around on public media saying they think all <whoever> should die or that they hope the government is looking for extermination volunteers, and they lose their job, it’s not your fault they got fired. It’s their fault. You didn’t give them this person’s secret diary. You didn’t lie about anything they said. When you go on social media using your own name, you are effectively standing in a public space. I can’t go to the park and scream that I think someone should burn down the church on 8th street and expect to keep my job; I don’t see why it should be any different for these guys.
  • You really, truly, genuinely cannot change a neo/nazi’s mind. It’s not like people don’t try! People have been trying since the dawn of time. We don’t want these people to feel this way. We don’t want them to hate us. We would love to believe that these people are just a little misguided. But we don’t live in a society that forces them to behave this way for their own safety, or that forces people to choose between themselves and others. They are voluntarily going out of their way to not only have these beliefs, but to scream them from the rooftops, hound the government to pass laws in line with them, and seek out people to harass with them. Debate requires that both sides approach the subject in good faith, with intention to do what is correct, not with the intention to “win.” Nazis don’t want to be correct. Nazis want to win. I guarantee that even if I engaged someone like this in polite conversation, I would immediately be met with violent language, death threats and slurs, especially because I have a visibly Jewish name. I have tried to do it before, many times, in fact. It ends the same way every time, no matter how nice I am, and I do mean nice. Trying to offer a neo/nazi sympathy, to commiserate with their feelings, to offer alternatives, to share stories about why their ‘viewpoint’ is harmful– it does nothing but tell them they’re right and that their position is sympathetic and acceptable. At best, someone might indicate that I should die so violence like that doesn’t happen anymore (lol), or that it’s my own fault for not converting. At worst, well… you can imagine.
  • Their beliefs are frequently circular, based on highly selective and subjective interpretation of translated Hebrew, or both. Example: White supremacists won’t hire black people because blacks are lazy and worthless. How do they “know” that? Well, look how many black people are unemployed! (Do you see what’s wrong with that picture?)

In their eyes, POC and Jews are not “really” human, and all of them, from babies to elders, should be completely erased from existence as soon as possible, no matter who they are personally. A selection of religiously-based beliefs neo-nazi groups use to justify this include, but are not limited to:

  1. Jews are actually the half-demon offspring of Eve and a demon. This is also used to explain why women are stupid and untrustworthy.
  2. POC are actually included among the “beasts of the field” and are therefore soulless and were created to serve (white) man.
  3. POC are the descendants of Ham, who was “marked” and had his bloodline cursed to eternal servitude as punishment for not looking away from his naked, drunken dad, therefore shaming him in the eyes of God. This belief is touted as an ancient and therefore factual one, but the first recorded mention of it doesn’t show up until shortly before the Civil War era. It was hastily invented and used by American Southerners to morally justify slavery, based on a poor translation of the Hewbrew name Ham as being related to the word for “black.” (The scripture itself existed, of course, but not the interpretation that it referred to black people.)

Of course it’d be preferable if we didn’t feel we had to do this; of course it would be preferable not to. But at the same time, voluntary neo-nazis etc. have never said and will never say “Oh, so there’s no consequence for me advocating for genocide at all? Well, thanks for being nice to me. I guess I don’t want all blacks and Jews to die now. Your personal kindness and anecdotes about the trauma you/your loved one faced have made me change my mind.”

I don’t think they should go to jail for saying these things unless they call for direct action against people, which is a crime (and which they are often smart enough to avoid.) But I do think they should absolutely be shamed and admonished, and the only way to do that so that they don’t feel invincible and victorious is to make it personal.

Yelling at killthefuckingjews1844 on twitter or whatever isn’t going to mean jack shit to him; if anything, he’ll probably sit back in his chair, feeling smug and powerful, safe from real confrontation and feeling he’s gotten the better of his “enemies.”

But I bet he won’t feel that way if you call his mom.

I bet he won’t feel that way if you let his employer know that he told you he wanted your family to die.

I bet he won’t feel that way if you even just tell him you know his personal info.

You know why? Because it bitchslaps them straight out of their power fantasy. It makes them afraid.

And you know what? Empathy is based on shared experience. And maybe next time they want to terrorize somebody, they’ll remember how it felt to be a target and reconsider, even if they do it for the wrong reasons.

This isn’t going to work, but for the record, and on the vague off-chance that anyone who doesn’t already know possesses the mental capacity to update, I’ll state that I am actively hostile to neoreaction and neoreactionaries.  Anyone posting a neoreactionary concept on my Facebook wall would be instablocked and the comment deleted.  It’d be like their posting creationism on my wall; somebody needs to reeducate them, but it’s not going to be me.  I think that if you do argue with neoreactionaries instead of just blocking them, then you’ve been suckered into Somebody Is Wrong On The Internet syndrome and trollfeeding.

I’m writing this, not in any real hope of any of my Tumblr kismesis-stalkers listening, but because I do think there is a reasonable duty to occasionally repeat “Nope” for the historical record when somebody has gone around suggesting that you are endorsing the Cult of Hastur or whatever.

So if in the future you hear anyone on Tumblr mention “Eliezer Yudkowsky” and “neoreaction” in the same sentence and the connector isn’t something like “deletes", then remember always that that poster is intellectually dishonest and probably lying to you about other things as well.

Can someone explain to me what exactly is cultural appropriation?

I come from country that has no culture at all, so it always confuses me why people are so defensive about their culture, or feel so offended when somebody from different culture uses elements of their culture?

This feels almost like patriotism (thinking that you’re superior because you accidentally were born on that piece of land instead of 1000km to south or smth).

I always thought that culture was like a huge art piece, that got created collectively by local people, because all the lands were separated. There were no ways to travel that far and share their discoveries and ideas, so those settled down differently.

But now the whole world is connected via internet and transport. So why is it wrong that these ideas are leaking all over the place?

Things I wish somebody had told me -
  1. Nobody in their twenties actually knows what the hell they’re doing. We’re all just fumbling along, trying our best to stay alive and figure this shit out. 

  2. There are no ‘adults’ in the world. Everyone is someone struggling on their own journey from point A to point B. 

  3. Internet friends are no less valid than real friends. Treasure them, love them, and occasionally send them weird messages to see how they react. 

  4. If someone says you can’t do something, prove them wrong. Bust your ass, work day and night to improve yourself. Just so in the end you can smile and say “I just did.“ 

  5. Whatever it is that you love to do - Do it. Don’t let your job, you family or your friends hinder you. Cling to what you love to do - Because this world sucks enough as it is, that thing might one day be the only happy thing you have left. Hold onto it. 

  6. Get a pet. I don’t care if it’s a fish, a cat, or a dog - Get a pet. On the nights when you come home and cry in your bed, it’s nice to know you’re not completely alone in the world. (Just don’t hug your fish, you’ll be replacing them the next morning if you do - and that’s sad).

  7. Love yourself. Guess what, in this world - no one is required to love or even give a damn about you. There’s going to be days where you feel like the biggest piece of shit. You’ll want to cry, rage and give up - Love yourself most during these moments. Love your puffy red eyes, love the tears running down your face. Just love yourself. 

  8. Everyone gets a trial by fire. A moment in their life where their entire world burns down around them. A relationship ends, someone dies, they lose their job. In that moment, when you’re wondering how you’re going to go on living - breathe. You’re going to survive. You’re going to get through it. And you’ll be better for it. Just breathe.

  9. Don’t let one person ruin your whole day. We’re all just specks of stardust in the end, visiting for a while and then going on to the next adventure. Don’t let the opinion of one become your opinion of yourself - you deserve better than that. 

  10. Stand outside - Look up at the night sky and count the stars, trace the constellations with your eyes. Let the moonlight shine over you. Stand outside, let the rain soak you through. Let it wash away your fears. Stand outside, let the sun shine down on you, and know that no matter what you’re going through - you’re going to be okay in the end. We’re all deserving of our happily ever after - some of us are just in the middle of our story. You’ll get there - just keep moving forward.  
Rent A Word Nerd (commission post!)

Hi, I’m Rosa. I’m a writer, a folklore enthusiast, and a sometime comic artist. I’ve had my work published, broadcast, and performed on stage at the Edinburgh Fringe. Over the last 8 years I’ve acted as proofreader and copy editor on three screenplays currently in development with a major Hollywood studio. Despite all this, somehow, I’m completely broke. Since meticulously correcting my alphabetti spaghetti apparently doesn’t add any nutritional value, I’m bringing my major skill to the internet in the hope that somebody else out there can use it. Somebody willing to pay me, preferably.

The Pitch:

Writing is easy. Communicating is hard. All too often, the message of a perfectly good piece of writing gets lost in a flawed delivery. Spelling mistakes undermine an author’s competence, one wrong word skews the meaning of an entire argument, poor structure loses a reader’s attention, or tonal inconsistency confuses the work’s emotional impact. It’s frustrating, especially when you know exactly what you wanted to say.

I’m here to take care of the fussy part for you. You focus on telling your story, and let me worry about making it express what you intended. I’ll tighten up your college application essays, hone your meandering manuscripts, and bring out the sizzle in your weird fanfiction. You just write.

Things I can do:

1. Proofreading

  • check for spelling and grammatical errors
  • ensure consistency in formatting and terminology

2. Copy Editing

  • ensure tonal consistency and flow
  • check for consistency of internal logic
  • improve clarity and precision of prose
  • suggest cuts to bring piece under an assigned word limit
  • offer thematic feedback and critique

Things I can’t do:

  • guarantee grades / college entry / publication
  • proofread specialised formatting
  • turn back time if you’re crunching a deadline
  • ensure internal logic or precision for prose treating specialist subjects / industries
  • edit a pdf or scanned image of a handwritten document (you wouldn’t think this needs spelling out but…)

Things I could do but won’t:

  • check your facts for you
  • write original copy
  • write or format a bibliography





$15 per 1000 words – Proofreading only

$25 per 1000 words – Proofreading and copy editing

Additionally, since I believe very strongly in universal access to education and publishing, I offer a 20% discount to people with learning disabilities or for whom English is not a first language. I won’t be asking for evidence if you claim this discount, but I do reserve the right to refuse it if it’s being abused.

For more info or an informal chat, contact me:


The Reasons Why


- Twitter hates him
- EatJin
- Culinary blog
- when i am wearing suit, i feel like young master of the rich household
- His fingers
- If Yoongi is the King of Sass, Seokjin is an Emperor of Sass
- Robotic dance
- Traffic control dance
- The guy can sell you everything just by the way he looks at you
- But he also can sell you everything with the way he talk
- He is so LAME!
- He is handsome
- He will tell you that
- And you will agree
- When he was a kid, he sported those small funny glasses
- Hoe dance
- Did I finished talking? Did you do wrong?
- Tall
- its tragic, just like my face
- laserguy
- yeah. handsome. I think, me too
- He can do deep voice
- And he can do angelic voice
- He also can do that voice thing, like in School of tears or We are bulletproof, that will fuck you up for good
- His covers
- His dog is small and white and fluffy
- that guy uses internet explorer in 2016, somebody save his soul
- Marple story
- His background is his photo, and you cant blame him
- when they filmed Butterfly, he cried on perfect time, but that was only a repetition
- he played it cool
- flappy bird hands
- Hello, i am rapmonster, an i am crying
- i think its spread
- He was casted by sm, but he escaped
- the sound of his voice when he is laughting his ass off
- he can boss Yoongi around, and scare the shit out of him
- Inside jokes with Namjoon
- His eye twitch
- Nose twitch also
- he can do popping with his toes
- i was akward since i was born
- he is helping economy by collecting marios
- Gayo track,.norabang.“ Southbond train”
- He is evil
- He is really evil guy
- But he also fluffball
- You cant trust him
- He wakes Kookie up by twisting his nipples
- Jinda
- i dont know what bad skin is, since i was born handsome
- food or bangtan? - Cant i choose both?
- what do you want? - money
- pink hoodie
- he ran to Namjoon, because he thought he was crying
- when Yoongi wants to watch a movie, he would watch it with him, but then Yoongi is always falls asleep
- when it comes to cleaning he acts like a grandma according to Kookie and Hope
- why cant you clean it today?
- that one time when he was a slave
- he tried to bake a bread, failed, and told everybody to go and buy bread from the store
- he cant dance, but he is trying really hard to keep up, and he doing it good
- like hell, he danced to Danger, shut the f up, he is perfect
- the most beautiful man in the universe
- he dont even need Naver filters
- snowbording
- he played with Taehyung so hard, he hurt his fingers
- he may be the oldest, but he doesnt act like one
- he is really annoying if he wants too
- father, thank you for my ability to cook this meat
- model walking on idol olimpic 2015
- but not all the time
- cant be mc, it doesnt stop him
- wait, why am I suddenly Yoongichi? - I am trying to be cute for you
- looks good wearing red dress
- will look good even in a trashbag
- naver car door search
- he raps like jay z. Period
- No, really he is such a drama queen
- it is my first time wearing a beanie, i am little worried
- mom, tell him! - you see, Namjoon, fire can be very dangerous
- he can put a lot in his mouth
- mom, my company ordered food for me
- Did i mention that he looks like a prince? Sounds like a prince?
- Goofball
- cant be cheesy to save his life, not really
- but he thinks he can

     “Do you also struggle with identity and expressing yourself outside of the Internet?”
     “I struggle with the idea of what it means to stay true to yourself. I have trouble acting in accordance with what I really feel. For example, let’s say a friend invites you to go somewhere, and you really don’t want to, but you force yourself to go anyway. That might give the wrong impression that you like that thing, but you’re really only doing it because you want to have a connection with that person. Or let’s say you’re in a relationship with somebody, and you don’t want to face the reality that you’re no longer with them because you want to be, but because they don’t make you feel alone. If you lie to yourself long enough, you’ll start deluding yourself into thinking that it’s true.”

Boston, MA

PSA on Phobias.

Everybody on the internet needs to chill and learn about what phobias really are.

Now, I have gone through Zack Joseph’s twitter, and as far as I can see, he’s a pretty chill guy.

In all honesty, I haven’t been able to find the allegedly transphobic things he retweeted. Maybe he deleted them, IDK.

However, just because somebody disagrees with your world view does not make them PHOBIC.

I am a christian, as such, I believe transexuality and homosexuality is wrong. I am not trans/homophobic.

Being a christian would not excuse me from TPing a trans/homosexual’s house, that would make me a massive trans/homophobic dick )(assuming I was TPing them on account of their sexuality.)(

However, in America, I can say what I like, so long as it is not HARMFUL towards someone. Ok?

Calm the fuck down.

Does anybody know someone in real life who’s interested in Gravity Falls? Or Rick and Morty? Or South Park? Or Futurama? Or anything?! I’d even take somebody who watches lots of Jacksepticeye or Markiplier!

I don’t need names or whatever, I just want to know how common these people are outside the Internet. I swear, I’m over two months at my new school and I found nobody with the same interests as me. Maybe I’m in the wrong age group, or just asking the wrong people, but I’m still frustrated beyond heck.

Halloween themed drabble prompts!!

because its the spooky season and i’m really feeling fall fever~ 

  1. Boo! Person A is pretending to be a ghost by covering themself in a sheet in order to scare Person B
  2. Ensue a battle of the ages when Person A and Person B are sorting through their Halloween haul together and spot a piece that they both want at the same time.
  3. The power’s just gone out! Person A is nervous or downright terrified and trying not to let Person B know this. Person B notices either way and takes action into their own hands (for better or for worse).
  4. While walking through a haunted house together, Person A is taken aback by a jump scare and falls onto Person B.
  5. Ready to call it a night, Person A tells Person B that they want to stop trick-or-treating. Person B wants to stay out longer and tries to convince A not to go.
  6. Unaware of Person C hiding out in a closet, ready to scare them, Person A and B are immersing themselves into a spooky night filled with horror movies.
  7. While telling stories around a campfire, Person A swears they hear a sound coming from the forest’s underbrush. Person B is unconvinced and decides to investigate.
  8. It’s time to decorate! Person A and Person B are decorating their home or place of work together. 
  9. It’s Pumpkin Spice Latte season and Person B is mocking Person A for being so excited to get the Starbucks holiday drink. 
  10. While walking through the store, Person A and Person B spot costumes to try on - madness ensues. 
  11. Person B was unaware of how upset Person A would get when scared on purpose and is now trying their hardest to comfort Person A.
  12. What’s better than two people coming together to bake? Person A and Person B are making Halloween themed cookies the day before a big party.
  13. During a Halloween party, Person A becomes intoxicated and begins trying to mess with/flirt with/scare Person B. 
  14. Person A is a part of the small few who don’t like Halloween, but Person B refuses to stop singing “This is Halloween”. How will Person A deal with this?
  15. The Skeleton War is here - Person A is obsessed with this ongoing internet joke and wants Person B to join them in the War. The only problem? Person B has no idea what they’re talking about.
  16. Looks like somebody got the wrong size when shopping for costumes. Person A is stuck in the middle of getting their costume on and needs Person B to help them get out of it.
  17. Person A and Person B are carving pumpkins together! Person A, in an attempt to make Person B laugh, gets their head stuck in their pumpkin (a sad attempt at imitating the Headless Horseman). How will they get out?
  18. Can anyone think of a better place to be on Halloween than a graveyard? Person A certainly can’t, and they drag Person B along to a graveyard for a night of more spiritually-based spooks.
  19. Person A and Person B are handing out candy to the neighborhood kids and are having a difficult time deciding on proper turns, as they both find they’re far too immersed in their movie to want to move. But the doorbell won’t stop ringing and someone is going to have to answer it.
  20. It’s time to go to a costume party, and Person A and Person B want to match for the contest being held! But they can’t reach a decision on who is going to be stuck in the “sexy” version of the costumes they’ve picked out. 

anonymous asked:

Could you do a Ten/Rose AU? Online Dating?

Sometimes, the Doctor really hated his sister.

Oh, he could never really hate her; he and Donna were too close for him to be angry at her for long. But when her birthday gift was a year’s subscription to an online dating site, he really, really wished he could.

“Come on, spaceman, you need to live a little!” She exclaimed when he expressed his distaste in the matter. “You need help. You haven’t had a steady girlfriend in years, and this will help you meet some decent ones without blowing them up!”

He frowned. “That was once, and it was her fault! I told her not to touch anything! And she wasn't blown up, she was slightly singed!”

Donna snorted. “That’s because you’re idea of a good date is chemistry experiments, and I don’t mean the fun kind. Give it a shot. Worst case scenario you find somebody to shag.”

He rolled his eyes. “I know plenty of women that would happily shag me, Donna, I don’t need strangers on the internet.”

“Well this way you don’t have to face them the next day at work!” She pointed out. “Just give it a try. I met Lee there, you know, and we’ve been happily married for two years now.”

“Fine, fine,” he grumbled. “I’ll try it out tomorrow.”

Donna nodded, satisfied. “Now. What are we going to do for mum’s birthday?”


The next day he logged in, as promised. He changed his biography because Donna had filled it out wrong, and ignored all the winks that he had been sent. He browsed a few of the messages, dismissing every one until he saw a little bar at the bottom of the page- ‘people with similar interests’. He clicked on the first result, and immediately backspaced. 

He was examining a French politician who had studied at Oxford when a message bubble popped up from a random user. Curious, he clicked on it, and smiled when he read the message: Hello, I’m only sending you this because my mum signed me up against my will. And if I don’t message at least one guy she’ll yell. You aren’t creepy, are you?

Not unless you think a university professor is creepy, he replied.

She replied a moment later. You don’t sleep with students, do you? Because my third year arts teacher was kicked out for that.

No, I don’t sleep with students. He replied. I’m a beginner chemistry professor, so all my students hate me.

Sorry about that, mate. I failed science myself so I take the side of the students, there.

It’s not that bad! It helped me develop cooking skills so I can make a mean plate of lasagna.

Well, if I ever want lasagna I know who to call. 

He cracked a smile. I’ll be happy to show you. So your mother is trying to play matchmaker? So is my sister. She signed my up yesterday quite against my will.

Ugh, I’ve been on here for three months, and I haven’t found one decent bloke yet. They’re all pricks who want to get laid.

Well, I promise you I’m only on here because I promised my sister I would at least attempt to try it out. What say you and I meet for coffee and we complain about meddling but well-intentioned family members?

He hit send before he could stop himself, holding his breath. 

I’m free Thursday, she replied, and he let out a sigh. Where do you want to meet?

They hashed out the details, and only when they were finished did he realize that he never looked up her name. Once she had disconnected he looked at her profile.

“Rose Tyler,” he repeated, looking at the photo of the smiling blonde. She was a bit younger than he expected, but he didn’t mind. She was charming, he could tell that much, and he knew that even if nothing else happened they would become fast friends.

He logged out, a silly smile stretching across his face. He couldn’t wait for Thursday.

So…I think tumblr has a lot of good things to offer. I’ve gotten an incredible amount of encouragement from the recovery and positivity tags, and I’m really big on self-care. But tumblr also has a lot of stuff that really irks me (I took a hiatus for a while because of this): ad hominem. 

Ad hominem is basically resorting to personal attacks in discussions, debates, etc. Sadly, I feel like tumblr is full of that. I have seen people with opposing viewpoints called “pieces of shit,” which is totally not okay. No human being should ever be compared to something worthless and disposable. Ever. Not even the worst racist or homophobe. Using personal attacks is indicative of poor debating skills; I have trouble taking arguments seriously if they’re full of flaming insults.

Additionally, I dislike how this website (by that I mean the individuals involved mostly in internet SJ) waves the flag of tolerance, but spits in the face of anyone who disagrees with them. That’s not tolerance. At all. People are going to oppose your views. People are going to have opinions that you believe are flat-out wrong. But you know what? That’s okay. However, it’s not okay if they use their views to justify attacks, threats, and others of that nature. But if they’re just calmly expressing a viewpoint, they should be able to do so without being humiliated or called names. If somebody simply says, “I believe homosexuality is wrong,” then that’s their choice. Their opinion. I personally completely disagree with that, but I’m not going to spam them with statements like, “Oh my gosh, you’re such a gross bigot! Nobody even likes you here! Go away!” If you begin debating that person, be sure to avoid personal attacks. Use evidence. Ask questions. Be respectful. Everybody deserves respect. 

Tumblr society, I believe there is a difference between tolerance and acceptance. You don’t have to accept opposing views and adopt them as your own. But you need to tolerate the fact that people are going to disagree with you. Free speech applies here. Somebody’s statement or opinion may be misinformed or even hateful, but as long as they’re not making threats or targeting an individual, their right to express themselves should be defended. 

Just remember it: every single human life is deserving of respect. Even the bigots. Even the racists, misogynists, homophobes. They too have blood, bone, and beating hearts. Are they acting like assholes? Fine. Rise above them. Prove yourself to be the better person. Stooping to their level and engaging in a flame war doesn’t help anyone–and certainly not your cause. 

All I’m saying is to be careful with your words and arguments. It does make a difference. 

Stay strong and be well. <3

anonymous asked:

are you worried someone might see you as problematic? do you think you're problematic?

I dunno man, somebody probably thinks I’m problematic. There’s a lot of levels to it.

I sincerely, genuinely love Tumblr. I think it’s a great place for members of oppressed, marginalized or underrepresented minority groups (POCs, LGBTQIAs, etc) to find and craft a safe space where they can be themselves and thrive. However, I also think that since they’re trying so hard to create a safe space they can often JUMP to attack someone who presents an opposing view or even presents a similar view but doesn’t fit into their group.

It leads to a lot of issues and misunderstandings.

For instance, any time a post I make about racism and it gets pretty big, I get a few replies like “here we go, white boy chiming in” before I have to calmly explain that 1, I’m 100 percent Puerto Rican and 2, I may have “passing privilege” because people assume I’m white but passing privilege doesn’t mean shit when the old white dude at your job interview hears your last name is Diaz.

Or, any time I post something about gay rights and I have to get some kind of “nobody wants your straight opinion ally, stay in your lane” and I have to awkwardly fumble out “hey I’ve been finding out over the past year that I’m actually not straight and i’m struggling to figure it out but thanks for helping me feel like more of an outsider”

or any time I post something about body positivity and somebody sees it as an excuse to say “YEAH BODY POSITIVE FUCK THOSE SKINNY CHICKS REAL WOMEN HAVE CURVES”

And keep in mind, this isn’t about me saying “wah let me play on your team,” the point is that all of these marginalized groups are being pushed down by aspects of society and culture, and the more that we fight amongst ourselves and draw lines by saying “they have a similar opinion but not quite” or “they have an opinion kind of like mine but don’t appear to fit in this group” we continue to stifle progress. As long as we fight amongst ourselves, we can’t attack those who are actually trying to keep us down.

A lot of the people who have written me off as problematic just haven’t taken the five seconds it takes to figure out “oh he’s talking about racism because he’s dealt with it because he isn’t white” or “oh he’s talking about feminism because he was a misogynist for years without knowing it and he wants to help others continue to educate people about it”

It’s just ridiculous.

The truth is, everybody is a little problematic because we’re all different people with differing opinions, and that’s okay.

I mean it’s not okay if you’re problematic because you’re like, a sexual predator or a racist, but unfortunately nobody really is a beautiful cinnamon bun too good for this world. Everyone has issues and things that offend other people that they might not even be aware of.

I just found out a few months ago that the term “being jipped” is actually offensive, because it’s a slur about the Romani people (sometimes referred to as “gypsies”) who were commonly seen as cheap, untrustworthy scam artists.

How the fuck was I supposed to know that? I’ve never met someone who was Romani, and it was something my childhood friends said for years. But once I found that out, I stopped saying it. It’s that simple. You can see problematic behavior and address it without making it into a huge deal.

I don’t honestly believe I do anything too problematic, but there’s just shit I can’t know about. I’m a body positivity advocate and I like going out and partying and drinking and smoking and (before my current relationship obviously) having casual one night stands whenever possible. I’m sure there’s people who will have problems with that, but I don’t see anything wrong with the way I live my day-to-day life. I work hard, I try and help people and I unwind the way I like to.

It’s also really difficult to not see anyone as problematic because if you hear about something they’ve said/done but don’t continue to follow up on them, you have no idea about their progress.

The issue with the internet age is that there’s a permanence to everything. If you’re in your 40s and you smoked pot in college and somebody took a polaroid of you, you can just hide that picture or burn that shit up and nobody will ever know, aside from the people involved.

In 20 years, if someone is running for president I guarantee there will be at least one situation where a Fox News anchor says “Possible Democratic candidate James Whatshisnuts smoke marijuana in college, according to this tweet that his roommate’s girlfriend posted from her iPhone in 2009.”

There’s a permanence to everything you say, do or are even tangentially swept up in because it all stays online forever, and that’s very intimidating. 

There are people who’ve sent me anonymous messages writing me off as problematic or calling me a fraud, because they’re saying that they’ve found videos or tweets or whatever of me using the word “faggot” or using “rape” as a joke or making jokes about women “staying in the kitchen” 

and like, yeah, that’s all fucked up, but guess what? I admit that. I’m ashamed of it, but it all happened and I’m not going to act like it didn’t. 

I used “faggot” as an insult and made rape jokes in my videos, and made jokes about women needing to make sandwiches, but it was when I was SIXTEEN in 2009 and had NO IDEA what the problems with that were because I WASN’T EDUCATED YET.

I’ve said SEVERAL times that if you ever find one of these videos, find them and I’ll remove them from the internet because I fucking hate them and I think they’re problematic and I don’t want someone to see them and think that’s it’s acceptable, let alone GOOD COMEDY.

And guess what? Once I realized it was a dick move, I acknowledged it was a dick move, addressed that it was a dick move and made a point to not make said dick move again. That’s what PROGRESS is. That’s what LEARNING is. We don’t all start out feminist lgbtqia allies, that’s shit we pick up along the way and if we continue to harass people who’ve transitioned into allies and supporters and members of those communities they marginalized while they were young and stupid, we’re never going to be able to make progress.

I’m not saying if someone is a reformed nazi rapist we should let them into the social justice club, I’m just saying that if someone has been an asshole in the past, admits that they’ve been an asshole and promises and subsequently delivers on the promise to not be an asshole anymore, maybe cut them slack about shit they were oblivious to before they were able to learn.

Joss Whedon Calls “Horsesh*t” On Reports He Left Twitter Because Of Militant Feminists

“When filmmaker Joss Whedon decided to delete his Twitter account on Monday, the day after his film Avengers: Age of Ultron scored the second-highest domestic opening weekend ever, it prompted a flurry of speculation about what, or who, might have driven him away. Whedon found one theory — that he left Twitter due to militant feminists angered over his depiction of Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson) in the film — particularly galling, so much so that he decided to break his silence.

“That is horseshit,” he told BuzzFeed News by phone on Tuesday. “Believe me, I have been attacked by militant feminists since I got on Twitter. That’s something I’m used to. Every breed of feminism is attacking every other breed, and every sub-section of liberalism is always busy attacking another sub-section of liberalism, because god forbid they should all band together and actually fight for the cause.

“I saw a lot of people say, ‘Well, the social justice warriors destroyed one of their own!’ It’s like, Nope. That didn’t happen,” he continued. “I saw someone tweet it’s because Feminist Frequency pissed on Avengers 2, which for all I know they may have. But literally the second person to write me to ask if I was OK when I dropped out was [Feminist Frequency founder] Anita [Sarkeesian].”

What did happen, Whedon said, is that he chose to embrace his longstanding desire post–Age of Ultron to reclaim his personal life and creative spark — and that meant saying goodbye to Twitter. “I just thought, Wait a minute, if I’m going to start writing again, I have to go to the quiet place,” he said. “And this is the least quiet place I’ve ever been in my life. …  

While Whedon is adamant that feminist criticisms were not the catalyst for his decision, it is clear that some of the distracting uproar that was crowding his notifications and squeezing his creativity came from at least a nominally feminist point of view.

“I’ve said before, when you declare yourself politically, you destroy yourself artistically,” he said. “Because suddenly that’s the litmus test for everything you do — for example, in my case, feminism. If you don’t live up to the litmus test of feminism in this one instance, then you’re a misogynist. It circles directly back upon you.”

One example: Before Age of Ultron had opened, Whedon tweeted that he was frustrated that a clip from the upcoming film Jurassic World was “‘70s era sexist” — something Whedon later regretted, telling Variety it was “bad form.” At the same time, Whedon was clearly exasperated by some of the negative commentary about his tweet. “There was a point during the whole Jurassic World thing where someone wrote the phrase ‘championing women marginalizes them,’ and I was like, OK! We’re done! The snake hath et its tail,” he told BuzzFeed News. “There’s no way to find any coherence when everything has to be parsed and decried.”

As far as Whedon is concerned, however, anyone blaming feminists for driving him away from social media are not only wrong, they are missing the point about the relationship between internet trolls and feminists on Twitter.

“For someone like Anita Sarkeesian to stay on Twitter and fight back the trolls is a huge statement,” he said. “It’s a statement of strength and empowerment and perseverance, and it’s to be lauded. For somebody like me to argue with a bunch of people who wanted Clint and Natasha to get together [in Avengers 2], not so much. For someone like me even to argue about feminism — it’s not a huge win. Because ultimately I’m just a rich, straight, white guy. You don’t really change people’s minds through a tweet. You change it through your actions. The action of Anita being there and going through that and getting through that and women like her — that says a lot.”

So while some of the hate directed at Whedon did take the form of death threats, Whedon said he never saw anything on Twitter that escalated to the level of what feminists like Sarkeesian have had to face just about every day. “Nothing that made me go, ‘Wait, they’re calling from my house,’” he said. “It was like, OK, these guys don’t understand about hyperbole.”

Read the full piece here