what even i literally have no words

heyyyyy guys. i just wanna talk to you for a while. 

part of the reason i went on hiatus has to do with the roleplay community right now. uh, i guess, i’ve been a bit shook by a lot of things going on. i mean, certainly some of the things that some people in our community have done, but there’s been more than enough call out posts & shit regarding those people and what they’ve done. i’m not in that business. what i want to talk about is the responses to them

i’ve seen so many death threats, death wishes, just horrible things in response. and it just makes me so uncomfortable. especially when, in some cases, the only thing stating someone has done anything at all is one person’s word against another. i don’t think having the moral high-ground gives you any rite to literally harass or bully anybody, even if you think you are in the right to do so because they have done something awful themselves. i’ve seen people doxxed, threatened with violence or murder, bullied, abused, pushed out, hacked, sometimes as revenge for wrongs, sometimes as part of a witch hunt. 

i don’t think any of this is okay and it makes me scared, and it makes me question my place in this community and the people around me because even making this post, right now, makes me nervous, because how dare i have a descanting opinion, right? 

in terms of actual crimes, i would advise you, to the best of your ability, to report them. if this crime did not happen to you but you have evidence, also report it. because it might be the case that the victim doesn’t feel able to report the crime themselves. this might be reporting to tumblr, but it might be reporting to the police. It is not for us to decide guilt or innocence, it has to be passed on to relevant authorities, for the sake of everyone involved in the situation. This isn’t anyone being horrible or unsupportive. It is totally and utterly possble to be supportive and help people find help without resorting to vigilante justice, so to speak. 

I am not, however, against call-out posts in general. I believe that a lot of these are done with no malicious intent. I believe a lot of them are done with the intention of warning other people against people who have done things that might hurt them. But in some cases, call out posts are not relevant. A lot of people turn personal spats in this community into huge witch hunts and it comes down to who made the call out post first. 

and then i come on to the point about forgiving people. this is a difficult point. i am not in any way saying you must forgive someone if you have been a victim of their behaviour, or even if you’ve heard about it and it’s disgusted, sickened, or annoyed you depending on the seriousness of the situation. forgiveness is hard, and it’s personal. no one should be telling you who you can or can’t forgive or when you have too. 

however, i do feel there is a very all or nothing culture on tumblr. We seem to be told that, if someone has done anything bad online, then they can never come back from that. how, then, do they grow as a person? how do they ever try to be better? only by taking people who’ve made mistakes, or even done terrible things on purpose, and helping them to learn and grow can we actually evolve our community. 

and that doesn’t mean you have to be part of that, if you simply can not. your reasons are your own, and they are valid. this is not in any way shaming you if you don’t feel able or don’t want too. it also does not apply to any crimes committed that require jail time, and actual profession help that we, as people on the internet, can not offer. 

but i do want to question this culture. i’m sure we’re all done something wrong in our lives. i’m sure we’ve all got into an argument with our friends. and obviously, the seriousness of events varies greatly depending on the event itself and what happened. but second chances, a bit of mercy, taking the time to think about the situation and maybe detach yourself, realise that you don’t know what’s going on and you can’t know because you weren’t involved, why are these things that we shy away from here on tumblr? 

so if you read this and think I disagree, and I don’t wanna forgive anyone who’s hurt me or people I know, I understand. I’d never judge you. but if you read this and it actually makes you think about how you take things on the dash in and deal with people, then… at least there’s that. 

i think there’s also something to be said for how we respond to each other just having opinions. like, why, is there anything i should fear about writing this post? and yet, here i am, shaking. because i worry people will try to look for negativity in it. I worry that people’s disagreement with me will lead to threats of violence. I worry about a lot of things, to be honest. I see people so often on this website having disagreements that go far beyond civil debate, or agreeing to disagree. we should feel free, here. and i bet a lot of us don’t. 

i love this community, i do. and i feel that anger, too, when I know someone who’s been hurt. that’s why I’m not going to judge anyone, because it’s a loving, protective instinct, to want to make sure your community is better. but that’s not all there is here.

anyway, this is dragging on. please have a lovely day. 

love galore ❦ bill skarsgård

prompt: 4. “can i touch you?”

requested by: anonymous

warning(s): this imagine includes sexual themes and explicit language.

word count: 624


“Can I touch you?”

The words that fell from his lips were soft, almost inaudible. You simply nodded, unable to find the words to speak.

You never considered yourself a woman so easily shaken—you were confident, and at times perhaps even a little audacious. Yet here you were, quite literally coming undone beneath a man you had only just met moments before. You knew you shouldn’t have been doing this. It was crazy—maybe even dangerous. Two perfect strangers in the bathroom of some random club, unable to keep their hands off of each other. What were you thinking?

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anonymous asked:

what if i (amab) want to be a cis girl? like... words are hard but it's not that i want to be trans, or even that i really have dysphoria (most of the time), hell sometimes i don't even care abt gender at all, but i do just kinda have this... sadness?? in the back of my head that i wasn't afab but calling myself trans (especially since i haven't really experimented with anything or told anyone) doesn't really feel... ok :s

Ur trans, kid. I’ve literally sent this exact ask to someone when I was a little baby queer. If you wanna be a girl you can be a girl. The words will come later.

JUNGKOOK’S THIGHS APPRECIATION POST

Prepare yourselves , cause this is going to be a long ride ;) # i KNOW WHAT KIND OF RIDE YOU GUYS JUST THOUGHT ABOUT MUWHAHAHAHA

Words

aren’t

even

needed

Look at him spreading his legs to show off #I’m hurting

How TIGHT AND FIRM they are

Thighs of MADE OF steel

sO Muscular , you just want to @#$%^&*

They even enhance his perfect looking butt

How they steal the spotlight and your eyes somehow land on them

How they enhance other features as well…

You want those feel those thighs, don’t even lie to yourself

WHEN DID HE EVER HAD TIME TO MAKE THEM LOOK LIKE THIS ?!

HIS THIGHS WERE SCULPTED BY GODS.

oh and now he does as if these sexy thighs aren’t a problem


# THEY’RE A PROBLEM FOR MY HEALTH , YOU SON OF A FETUS!

wHY DOES HIS LAP LOOK SO F*CKING APPEALING

AND NOW HIS OTHER FEATURES ARE MOVING AROUND o.o

Originally posted by btshada

STOP SASSING ME AND TAKE OFF THAT THIGH CHOKER BEFORE I DIE

oH AND NOW YOU’RE ROLLING your  perfect hips ?! WHERE IS YOUR MOTHER??!!

Originally posted by seagulljjk

I’M CALLING YOUR MOTHER #that lap still looks extremely appealing and comfortable

 THAT LAP NEEDS TO STOP AND GET A TICKET FOR BEING ILLEGAL # WHERE IS COP KOOK! TO ARREST YOU

IMAGINE HIM PULLING YOU ON HIS LAP , LIKE : “ you have 4 seconds to hop on it, or I’ll do it for you”

Originally posted by jungkxook

Mr. Spreading legs huh…. he really own up to his name lol

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Better legs than victoria Secret

Originally posted by seagulljjk

YOU CAN LITERALLY SEE HIS THIGHMUSCLES THROUGH HIS PANTS OMFG ASFDHKF

Originally posted by seagulljjk

You better put that tongue back in your mouth and close your legs, YOU SON OF A FETUS

AND NOW HE’S SPREADING RTHEM WIDER # iS THIS A DOMINANCE THING WHERE MALES SPREAD THEIR LEGS TO LOOK IN CONTROL OR SOMETHING FFS

EVEN HIS BUTT HAS NO FLAW  # FML

oh well , you can now prepare the grave… i’m going to hell

THE FABRIC IS LITERALLY STICKING TO HIM OMFG SSGDHJSL

Originally posted by nnochu

AND NOW HE’S SPREADING AGAIN # CALM DOWN JEON, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO GIVE BIRTH ANY TIME SOON

Originally posted by bangtanbighit

STOP JUNGKOOK 2K17

Originally posted by jecn

THIS IS WHAT WE CALL PERFECTION, CHILDREN *CRIES*

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

okay … i’m done. jungkook. I don’t know why you’re doing this. but have you ever heard of the word CHILL?

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

STEP ON ME JUNGKOOK ASDFGHJKL # Y’ALL PROBABLY THOUGHT THE SAME . DON’T EVEN DENY

Originally posted by missbaptan

eVEN JIMIN COULDN’T RESIST THE URGE TO SQUEEZE THAT PERFECTION

Originally posted by jikook120

TIGHT PANTS WERE DEFINITELY FOR THIS FETUS’ PERFECT THIGHS/BUTT 

Originally posted by jeongguk

WHEN YOU CAN RECOGNIZE HIM JUST BY HIS THIGHS

Originally posted by vhope

HERE IS THE CONCLUSION. # HE’S ILLEGAL . THAT’S ALL.

Originally posted by suhosankles

REBLOG IF YOU RELATE AND TELL WHICH BODY PART I SHOULD DO NEXT?

I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favorite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.

We talk a lot about Yuuri having to reconcile his idea of Viktor with the real Viktor–that is, Yuuri has this flawless, wonderful ideal of Viktor in his head which has to sort of be cut down to fit the person that Viktor really is. Which is a healthy part of their relationship, and which I completely agree is something Yuuri has to face at some point during that first summer.

But I think there’s also something to be said about Yuuri realizing that some of the horrible things he’s heard about Viktor through the skating community grapevine are not so true.

Yuuri, despite what he says, is much closer to is idol than most people ever get. If Viktor is a movie star, Yuuri is the secondary character–he’s there, and a lot of people definitely know he’s there, and he knows enough people who also know Viktor for the gossip mill to really get churnin sometimes.

I also think that at the back of every person who has ever had a celebrity crush’s mind is a little voice saying, “Never meet your heroes,” and Yuuri Katsuki is terrified of that little voice, and it contributes to the distance he keeps from Viktor–because at some point, that much distance from someone you’re facing off against in international competitions has got to be just a little bit purposeful.

So cue Viktor coming into his life all of a sudden one day, and all Yuuri can think about are the terrible awful no good very bad things people have told him about Viktor and the kind of person Viktor is.

“Fuck Viktor Nikiforov,” an older skater had told him after Skate America, six glasses into a box of wine and bitter as hell about missing the podium. “No, really, fuck him. The Russians are paying off the ISU to keep him at the top. He isn’t even that talented. I hear–I hear he doesn’t even train. I hear he just shows up and fucking does whatever and they give him gold because he’s Viktor Nikiforov.”

“I…don’t think…” Yuuri frowned at his own glass of wine. “I mean…that couldn’t be true.” He glances at Phichit next to him. “Could it?”

“Sour grapes,” Phichit advises, and Yuuri isn’t as familiar with English idioms at that point, so he thinks Phichit is talking about the wine.

Yuuri mostly forgets about it, but somewhere in the back of his mind–he can’t stop thinking about it. He watches and rewatches Viktor’s old programs and wonders to himself if the reason he thinks they’re so good is because he’s watching them through rose-tinted glasses.

Yuuri and Phichit are suffering through finals and trying to survive through twenty-hour days of nothing but studying and skating. They lay themselves on the bleachers one afternoon while they’re supposed to be doing warm ups.

“What if I just quit school and became and underwater basket weaver,” Yuuri mumbles directly into the metal seat of the bleacher. “That would be fine, right?”

“WWVND,” Phichit replies. “What Would Viktor Nikiforov Do.”

“You’re right,” Yuuri sighs.

“Viktor Nikiforov is dumber than a box of rocks,” says of the other members of the club as she skates by. “You know he never even finished high school? I mean, what counts as high school in a country like Russia. The guy probably thinks two plus two equals borscht.”

“That’s not…” Yuuri smushes his nose against the bleacher. “Hey, that’s not…”

“FUCK OFF OLIVIA,” Phichit shrieks across the rink, and Celestino definitely hears. They have to do twenty minutes of line drills. 

“What Would Viktor Nikiforov Do, right boys?” asks Olivia as she watches Yuuri try not to heave after Celestino finally releases them from their Sisyphean torture.

“I’m gonna fucking kill her,” Phichit says, and he sounds so deeply serious that Yuuri is sincerely worried.

Several weeks later, someone mentions Viktor within earshot of Phichit and he jokingly says, “Watch what you say, that’s Yuuri’s future husband you’re talking about,” and it sort of makes Yuuri want to hit him but mostly makes Yuuri blush.

“Really?” replies that someone. “I don’t know about that, Yuuri. I wouldn’t touch that guy with a thirty foot pole. He sleeps around. Probably has all kinds of nasty stuff going on down there.”

“Oh, whatever,” Phichit says, rolling his eyes. “Like you would know.”

Yuuri ducks his head back into his book and tries not to think about it.

These are the things that Yuuri holds in the back of his mind about Viktor, the worries that travel with him anywhere he has even the chance of encountering Viktor Nikiforov. 

‘Never meet your heroes’ becomes something of the unspoken mantra of Yuuri’s life. 

Then Viktor Nikiforov catapults himself straight into Yuuri’s lap, and Yuuri learns a few things.

Viktor trains. Viktor trains hard. Viktor has neglected everything but training and skating and satisfying his own frantic need to be the best for twenty years. Viktor Nikiforov is a lonely, sad bookworm with one friend and a gaping, yearning need to be touched–and he did not get to be where he is without making sacrifices. 

Yuuri has never met anyone who made more sacrifices for this sport and this art than Viktor Nikiforov. It opens something up inside of him, throbbing and raw. It makes Yuuri want to take Viktor’s heart and shove it inside his own chest so that it never feels cold or lonely again. It makes him want to stand on the top of a tall building somewhere and scream fuck you to every person he’s encountered whose jealousy tried to convince him that this man was less than what he is.

And yes, Yuuri knows now that Viktor is forgetful and brutally honest and often doesn’t say the right thing at the right time.

He knows that Viktor is only ambidextrous in that he can use a fork with both hands and that it takes him twenty minutes in the morning to decide on a shirt to wear. He knows that Viktor Nikiforov is a blanket hog and that if Yuuri wants to wake up still covered in the morning, they have to have no less than three blankets on the bed at all times.

He knows that Viktor sometimes descends into these loops of manic energy where he wants to do everything and can’t sit still and in those moments, Yuuri wants to lock him in a room and leave him there until he starts making sense again.

He also knows that Viktor Nikiforov has the most genuinely beautiful soul that Yuuri has ever had the opportunity to touch. He knows that very few people in his life will ever love him like Viktor, and that he himself has never felt for anyone quite what he feels for this man. His man. 

He knows these things and he thinks that maybe Viktor is perfect after all, perfect in his imperfection. Every jagged edge of his fits into one of Yuuri’s, and every curve of Yuuri’s lovingly presses flush with Viktor’s until they fit together seamlessly, like a pair of puzzle pieces.

Yuuri is also still a very petty person on the inside, though–which is why he makes posts on Instagram that read things like Viktor received his sixth well-deserved Russian National gold today! Congratulations to my amazing fiance.

And also:

So proud of my husband for all of his hard work commentating at the #Olympics. Some people go to school for half their lives and aren’t half as articulate as my Vitya. #Proudhubby

After that last one, Phichit leaves a voicemail on Yuuri’s phone that is literally just two whole minutes of him laughing hysterically and then wheezing, “THE SALT!” before hanging up.

“Yuuri, why did Phichit just sent me…sixteen crying laughing emojis and a text that says ‘your husband I can’t,’ in all caps?”

“Because a lot of people tried telling me you weren’t perfect and I’m proving them wrong,” Yuuri replies, not even looking up from his phone.

“Oh,” Viktor says, and literally crawls on top of him.

Yuuri supposes that the moral of the story is that the heart wants what the heart wants, and you have to find perfection in the imperfections–Viktor is loud and ditzy and forgets the English word for tomato on an almost daily basis, but he’s Yuuri’s husband. And because he’s Yuuri’s husband, he’s perfect.

How to learn a new language FAST!

Hi guys! Recently people have been asking me how come I am fluent in so many languages. And although I find this compliment to be very flattering, I do feel the urge to share my best tips with you guys. So I speak around 6 languages, but I am completely fluent in English, Croatian and Italian which always seem to interest people the most. Learning a new language does take time, but hopefully with these tips, you will be able to do it a lot faster!

1. START OUT BY LEARNING A LANGUAGE CLOSE TO YOUR OWN

For instance, if you are from Spanish speaking area, you might want to start off by learning Portuguese or Italian since all those languages have a similar sound and sentence structure. This way learning process might go a bit faster.

2. BE CONSISTENT

For best results, try leaving out at least 10 minutes or so every day to do something in that language. It can be something as simple as listening a song, even listening someone speak. Just be consistent and I promise you, you will find yourself understanding the language algorithm in no time.

3. LISTEN TO OTHER PEOPLE SPEAK

It literally doesn’t matter if you understand or have no idea what the heck are they talking about. When I first started learning Italian, I just spent hours watching one Italian movie after the other and God knows I didn’t understand a thing, but I begin to understand the way they formed the sentences and noticed the way they repeated same words but in different context. This is a very important tip because every language has that part that can not be translated, nor explained, only understood by Italian speakers. So just find youtubers, movies or podcasts in language you want to learn and take our dictionary with you and listen.

4. LEARN A FEW WORDS EVERY DAY

It’s not that hard, really. There are also app to help you (such as Duolingo). Pick a few words and think of a way to make a sentence out of that word. Then try turning that word in an adverb and then try using that in a sentence. For instance, if you were to learn English and your word of choice was ‘beautiful’ use it first as an adjective: “This apple is beautiful.” Then use it as an adverb: “She drew his portrait beautifully.” This way you will learn a few words that go together and be closer to understanding the language structure. Also, start simple. start off by learning the most common and the simplest everyday sentences.

5. SPEAK

It doesn’t matter if you’re bad or lacking words, just speak. It is important to use what you’ve learned and practice it. Find someone to speak with. Internet is a huge place and you will find someone to speak with you. Even better if you find a native speaker (who knows, maybe they come to your town as a tourist?) since they will probably be willing to correct your mistakes and you will learn something from them.

6. WRITE

This goes with the previous one. If you don’t have anyone to speak with, then write. You will practice your vocabulary and challenge yourself to learn the words that are missing to form a good sentence.

7. DO NOT FOCUS ON GRAMMAR

Grammar will come, focus on vocabulary first. Grammar will come as you begin understanding the language itself. So it takes time, but listen to songs, watch movies and try reading books in that language.

8. HAVE FUN

Enjoy yourself. Learning a new language is such a noble thing to do. You will have your mind so much more open and you will be richer for another experience.

Also, if you need help with anything, I will be more than glad to help you. My askbox is always open. 

Good luck.

Why Steve Trevor is amazing Thread

*SPOILERS!!!!!*

  • He never made a comment about Diana not being able to do anything because “She is a woman.”
  • When he said “I can’t let you do this,” he wasn’t underestimating her powers nor thinking he could control her. He was just stating that Ares might NOT exist so Diana might be after a human being.
  • HE WATCHED THE ‘SHIELD’ MOVE AND WITHOUT DIANA EVEN GIVING HIM A HINT, USED IT IN THE BATTLE. SHOUTING, ‘DIANA, SHIELD’
  • when squad said they weren’t worried about Diana, that she could take care of herself, they were worried about him, he didn’t go like “Oh come on i can protect myself too.”
  • When Diana became angry at Steve because she thought Ares affected him too, he didn’t say anything hurtful, he just pointed where the guy is and literally said “GO THERE.”
  • When Diana said men are useful but not necessary for pleasure, he didn’t make any stupid comment nor deny it.
  • He never judged or made fun of Diana for not knowing ‘normal’ stuff, instead he explained them.
  • He kept his promises.
  • During “No Man’s Land” scene, although he said noone was able to cross that place, he didn’t mean it because Diana was a woman. He was just simply stating the facts.
  • However when Diana said “It’s what i’m going to do” and started fighting, HE WENT AFTER HER TO HELP. He could just sit there until Diana finished taking everyone down, you know.
  • Whenever Diana went fighting, he was always supportive, never said things like “No, i’ll go,” or “Let me come with you.” First shield, then warehouse. He just stands there and nods.
  • HE FOUGHT WITH AMAZONS.
  • When he told Diana to stand back and Diana saved him from the bullets, he didn’t become grumpy. Instead he was like “LEAD THE WAY.”
  • He tried to convince Diana that even if people aren’t controlled by Ares and even if they are pieces of shits, she still needs to save the world.
  • He literally told her what is important is what you believe in and that somehow became Diana’s motto. When she remembered his words, although she was still so angry and sad because of his death, she embraced love for humanity once again.

PS:feel free to add to the list.

anonymous asked:

I’m not trying to be inflammatory, I’m just curious. How do het ace/aro people face SYSTEMATIC oppression? Gay/bi/trans people face oppression like difficultly adopting children, finding housing, they may be fired from employment because of their gender or orientation. So they are bared from normal parts of live because of their gender/sexuality. Gay ace/aro people face this too, but what do het ace/aro people experience on a societal level?

If you’d been following my blog at all or even bothered to peruse it a little before dropping this message in my inbox, you’d probably already know the answer to your question. 

You’d ALSO probably know that there are bi and pan aspecs too (e.g., I’m panromantic demisexual) which isn’t “gay” (does this term also include lesbians?) so I feel like your ask erases part of my own identity and that of others in the community.

For these reasons and more, I’d bet money that you’re not here because you’re “curious”. You’re probably here because you figure this is how you’re gonna stop a “self-imposing” aspec from speaking up for herself. 

Well guess what: That’s just hateful & sad.

Regardless though of your intentions, I’m here to say that there is in fact SYSTEMATIC oppression against aspecs. For example, Dr Gordon Hodson wrote this about his 2012 study: 

In a recent investigation (MacInnis & Hodson, in press) we uncovered strikingly strong bias against asexuals in both university and community samples. Relative to heterosexuals, and even relative to homosexuals and bisexuals, heterosexuals: (a) expressed more negative attitudes toward asexuals (i.e., prejudice); (b) desired less contact with asexuals; and © were less willing to rent an apartment to (or hire) an asexual applicant (i.e., discrimination). Moreover, of all the sexual minority groups studied, asexuals were the most dehumanized (i.e., represented as “less human”). Intriguingly, heterosexuals dehumanized asexuals in two ways. Given their lack of sexual interest, widely considered a universal interest, it might not surprise you to learn that asexuals were characterized as “machine-like” (i.e., mechanistically dehumanized). But, oddly enough, asexuals were also seen as “animal-like” (i.e., animalistically dehumanized). Yes, asexuals were seen as relatively cold and emotionless and unrestrained, impulsive, and less sophisticated.

When you repeatedly observe such findings it grabs your attention as a prejudice researcher. But let’s go back a minute and consider those discrimination effects. Really? You’d not rent an apartment to an asexual man, or hire an asexual woman? Even if you relied on stereotypes alone, presumably such people would make ideal tenants and employees. We pondered whether this bias actually represents bias against single people, a recently uncovered and very real bias in its own right (see Psychology Today column by Bella DePaulo). But our statistical analyses ruled out this this possibility. So what’s going on here?

If you’ve been following my column, you’ll recall that I wrote a recent article on what I called the “Bigotry Bigot-Tree” – what psychologists refer to as generalized prejudice. Specifically, those disliking one social group (e.g., women) also tend to dislike other social groups (e.g., homosexuals; Asians). In our recent paper (MacInnis & Hodson, in press), we found that those who disliked homosexuals also disliked bisexuals and asexuals. In other words, these prejudices are correlated. Heterosexuals who dislike one sexual minority, therefore, also dislike other sexual minorities, even though some of these groups are characterized by their sexual interest and activity and others by their lack of sexual interest and activity.

This anti-asexual bias, at its core, seems to boil down to what Herek (2010) refers to as the “differences as deficit” model of sexual orientation. By deviating from the typical, average, or normal sexual interests, sexual minorities are considered substandard and thus easy targets for disdain and prejudice. Contrary to conventional folk wisdom, prejudice against sexual minorities may not therefore have much to do with sexual activity at all. There is even evidence, for instance, that religious fundamentalists are prejudiced against homosexuals even when they are celibate (Fulton et al., 1999). Together, such findings point to a bias against “others”, especially different others, who are seen as substandard and deficient (and literally “less human”). “Group X” is targeted for its lack of sexual interest even more than homosexuals and bisexuals are targeted for their same-sex interests.

From news coverage of a recently published study (2016):

What should the average person take away from your study?

Since I first became interested in the issue, I have come to conclude that U.S. society is both “sex negative” and “sex positive.” In other words, there is stigma and marginalization that can come both from being “too sexual” and from being “not sexual enough.” In a theoretical paper, I argued that sexuality may be compulsory in contemporary U.S. society. In other words, our society assumes that (almost) everyone is, at their core, “sexual” and there exists a great deal of social pressure to experience sexual desire, engage in sexual activities, and adopt a sexual identity. At the same time, various types of “non-sexuality” (such as a lack of sexual desire or activity) are stigmatized.

For this particular study, I identified thirty individuals who identified as asexual and asked them first, if they had experienced stigma or marginalization as a result of their asexuality, and, second how they challenged this stigma or marginalization. I found that my interviewees had experienced the following forms of marginalization: pathologization (i.e. people calling them sick), social isolation, unwanted sex and relationship conflict, and the denial of epistemic authority (i.e. people not believing that they didn’t experience sexual attraction). I also found that my interviews resisted stigma and marginalization in five ways: describing asexuality as simply a different (but not inherently worse) form of sexuality; deemphasizing the importance of sexuality in human life; developing new types of nonsexual relationships; coming to see asexuality as a sexual orientation or identity; and engaging in community building and outreach.

I hope that average people would take away from this study the idea that some people can lead fulfilling lives without experiencing sexual attraction but can experience distress if others try to invalidate their identities.

Some of the social isolation we aspecs experience comes from religious communities. Indeed, the popular myth that religious people revere aspecs is very much NOT TRUE. For example, read “Myth 8″ from the VISION Catholic Religious Vocation Guide:

MYTH 8: Religious are asexual

Question: What do you call a person who is asexual? 

Answer: Not a person. Asexual people do not exist. Sexuality is a gift from God and thus a fundamental part of our human identity. Those who repress their sexuality are not living as God created them to be: fully alive and well. As such, they’re most likely unhappy.

All people are called by God to live chastely, meaning being respectful of the gift of their sexuality. Religious men and women vow celibate chastity, which means they live out their sexuality without engaging in sexual behavior. A vow of chastity does not mean one represses his manhood or her womanhood. Sexuality and the act of sex are two very different things. While people in religious life abstain from the act of sex, they do not become asexual beings, but rather need to be in touch with what it means to be a man or a woman. A vow of chastity also does not mean one will not have close, loving relationships with women and men. In fact, such relationships are a sign of living the vow in a healthy way. Living a religious vow of chastity is not always easy, but it can be a very beautiful expression of love for God and others.

Religious women and men aren’t oddities; they mirror the rest of the church they serve: there are introverts and extroverts, tall and short, old and young, straight and gay, obese and skinny, crass and pious, humorous and serious, and everything in between. They attempt to live the same primary vocation as all other Christians do: proclaiming and living the gospel. However, religious do this as members of an order that serve the church and world in a particular way. Like marriage and the single life, religious life can be wonderful, fulfilling, exciting, and, yes, normal. Yet, it also can be countercultural and positively challenging. It’s that for us and many others.

If you thought religious life was outdated, dysfunctional, or dead, we hope you can now look beyond the stereotypes and see the gift it is to the church and world.

NOTE: YOU CAN BE A GAY CATHOLIC PERSON BUT NOT ASEXUAL, BC ASEXUALITY DOESN’T EXIST (yet somehow we’re also “most likely unhappy” and “oddities”). I sincerely hope and believe that not all religions characterize us aspecs this way. But here are some personal accounts I found on a reddit site answering the question “Do any religions have a negative stance toward asexuals?”:

Please note that the Christian pastor in the last example was fearful (or something?) that an asexual was helping to lead a youth group and kicked them out of the church as a result.

Ok, friends. I have a confession to make…

I have been keeping this secret for what feels like an age and it had got to the point that I couldn’t really breathe with the weight of it.

I just got out of spending my ENTIRE FRIDAY evening with @taylorswift ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❗️

I daren’t dream it… Taylor herself invited me (‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❗️) to spend Friday night with her and listen to her new album early……. and I got to sit right by her side as we listened to the whole thing…. LITERALLY SAT AT HER SNAKE BOOTED FEET TRYING NOT TO HAVE AN ANYRISM?!?!!?!!

I hope it won’t be too long before y'all can trust me again… because I love you. 😭😭😭😭

unsolicited thoughts on Wonder Woman (2017)

i just basically feel like listing the reasons why i found this movie empowering on so many levels and also different in its own genre so here we go:

  • war is embodied by a grown white man with a mustache in a raincoat whilst peace is a woman with a pure heart and strong morals who can also kick ass. most accurate thing i’ve ever seen 100/100 
  • for once, it was the male love interest who was sacrificed for the fulfillment of the heroine’s character development and not viceversa.
  • although this is a superhero movie, evil and good are perceived as two complementary principles, rather than mutually exclusive entities. albeit the heroine is originally very naive and struggles to accept this truth, she eventually comes to grips with it and only once she has done so, she’s finally able to defeat the final boss.
  • huge diversity in the cast, especially the minor characters like the amazons on themyscira but also sameer (an aspiring actor, yet ostracized because of his skin tone) and chief (A REAL NATIVE AMERICAN CALLING OUT “STEVE’S PEOPLE” ON THE MASS MURDER OF HIS OWN!! I LIVE!!)
  • ( SPOILER ALERT!!!) and yes, they both survive. it’s the white guy the only one who dies here lmao
  • the basic feminist ideals at the core of the amazons’ society and their total (social, cultural, sexual) independence from men were truly fucking inspirational, so jot that down
  • a positive respectful mother/daughter relationship rather than a suffocating, controlling one
  • what i do is not up to you”, aka the quote that i truly find empowering in this entire movie. because yes, it’s easy being powerful in a battle when you have literal superpowers lmao but this woman actually said this to a man, and not just any man, but the man she was romantically involved with, right when he presumed he could tell her what to do, even if it was just to keep her safe. she stood up for herself when her freedom of choice was undermined. and yes, that’s a superpower too.
  • i could probably come up with 1,000,000 more reasons why i enjoyed this movie beyond words but i’ll stop here okay, just please watch it if you have the chance. even if you dont like the genre, i promise you wont regret it

LMFAO

I’m watching Life Of Kylie bc I’m bored af and she’s going to the Met Gala and she called Jaden Smith to complain about not having any friends to talk to and he goes “I’m not even a real person so….” lololol I’m crying bc he literally speaks how he tweets like…. What??? Casually LMFAO

i hate you, i love you. (m) | 01

PT.1 | PT.2 | Drabbles

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Genre: Angst/Smut

Description: You hated him at seven, warmed up to him at twelve, and liked him at fifteen. Now the two of you are twenty years old and inseparable best friends… and you’re absolutely in love with him; he’s in love too—just not with you. 

Word Count: 10,389

cr.


You were seven years old when you first met Jeon Jungkook, and it was without question that you absolutely, undeniably, irrefutably, hated him.

You hated his everything, from the way kids in your class flocked to him like he was some sort of radiant sun, to the way he teased you in passing, to the way he’d stare at you out of the corner of his eye, but most of all you hated that stupidly beautiful bunny like grin that never failed to make your heart skip a beat.

You remembered the first day school started back from winter break so clearly. The teacher announced that it was time to change assigned seats. A lot of the kids whined in sadness at having to be ripped away from their friends, but you on the other hand didn’t really mind the change since you hadn’t become too close to your desk mate… that is until his name was called.

Your eyes widened as you watched the happy-go-lucky raven haired boy take the seat next to yours. A frustrated sigh left your lips as you tried to keep your sights forward and away from the brightly lit grin that was visible through your peripheral.

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reasons I repeat things

  • I’m trying to tell you something but I don’t have words to say it.
  • I really like how it feels to say those words, and I’m stimming by repeating them.
  • I’m upset and trying to calm myself down. for me, when I’m upset like that, I’ll find a “good” piece of what I’m saying and repeat it in threes. (reasoning: threes are a “good number” and nothing bad happens in threes.)
  • I literally cannot stop. (I get hung up on words sometimes and can’t stop repeating them, even if I want my sentence to move on.)

I think one of the saddest things is when two people really get to know each other: their secrets, their fears, their favorite things, what they love, what they hate, literally everything, and then they go back to being strangers. It’s like you have to walk past them and pretend like you never knew them, never even talked to them before, when really, you know everything about them.

The Last Word

I was rewatching that episode of Community where Abed and Troy kept hitting each other with pillows because they didn’t want their friendship to be over, and I just kind of liked the idea of an argument stretching out ridiculously long just because 2 people don’t want to stop talking ^^

college AU.

read it here on AO3!

“Dean, this is Cas - Cas, Dean,” Jo said, calling over the thudding music in the bar where they were standing, propping up the bar. She had a hand on Dean’s shoulder, and she gave him a little shake. “I’ve been meaning to introduce you guys since forever. I just know you’re gonna get on great. Cas, Dean likes philosophy, and psychology - that kind of thing!”

“I’m, uh - an armchair philosopher at best,” Dean said, throwing Jo a look that said, as clearly as he could without words, don’t play me up too much. Cas, the guy standing in front of him, was quite clearly out of Dean’s league - tall, lean, with the looks of an Athenian hero and the expression of a Roman statue, chiselled and unsmiling. Dean took a hefty swig of his drink, and smiled charmingly.

Well, he thought, you never know until you’ve tried.

“So, are you a Freud or a Jung kind of guy?” he said. Jo clapped his shoulder and moved off, evidently satisfied with the opener and feeling as though her introductory duties were complete. Dean watched after her for a second as she went, taking her social skills with her.

It wasn’t that Dean was bad in social situations - it was only that when there was just him and an undeniably cute guy, things tended to get a little… flustered. Jo, on the other hand, was perfectly at ease, and good at smoothing over the stupid things his runaway mouth tended to say -

“You can go and talk to her instead,” said Cas, and Dean started and looked back at him guiltily. Cas’ expression was unreadable, watching him watch after Jo. “Please, feel no obligation to enjoy my company.”

Dean blinked. Cas raised his eyebrows.

“I’m, uh, I’m - uh,” Dean said, wrongfooted. “I was just -”

“And I think - Jung,” Cas said, cutting through his fumbling. “Freud’s theories are too rooted in misogyny and phobia to be of any interest beyond the influential and contextual, for me.”

Dean swallowed.

This is going great, said a little voice in his head.

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British Culture Gothic
  • Some say that his tears are adhesive, and that if he caught fire he’d burn for 1000 days. Some say that his ears aren’t exactly where you’d expect them to be, and that once, preposterously, he had an affair with John Prescott. We suddenly realise that we have no idea what the truth is. Who is the strange creature? What does he want from us? All we do know, is that he’s called The Stig.
  • It’s the year 2056. Bruce Forsyth is now 141 years old. He’s outlived his family, he’s outlived his old co-stars. He’s outlives everyone he knows. He’s outlived all of us. The apocalypse happened 10 years ago and Brucie is the only one left. He is the last man on Earth.
  • You’re in Tescos just before Election Day. You stop by the news and magazines section expecting to find some quality political analysis on the front page of your favourite paper, but all you find is rows and rows of the same image. Ed Miliband eating a bacon sandwich. At least that’s what the headline says he is doing. But you look closer. And that most certainly is not bacon.
  • You’re on the settee. You’re sort of half asleep-half scrolling Facebook for quality bants. ITV is on in the background but you haven’t been paying attention since Jezza Kyle went off. Something suddenly forces you to snap back to reality. In the corner of your eye you see an oversized white collar, thick rimmed black glasses… No, no, I thought it was over, please tell me he isn’t back, isn’t it over?? You turn to see the collar is now poking through the telly, and he’s there. Staring. There’s only one way to find out… FIGHT
  • LAD culture is taking over. Every word in the English Dictionary is quickly being replaced to include with word “bant” in it somewhere. All dinosaurs have been renamed Bantersauruses. At Christmas the only thing you can watch at the theatre is a Bantomime. Law dictates that the only things we can put in our gardens are blants, particularly of the chrysbanthemum variety. We don’t even wear normal underwear anymore. We literally wear bants. 
  • I wonder what ever happened to Dec, you wonder as you watch Ant presenting Britain’s Got Talent solo. You’re suddenly very aware that you haven’t seen him in a while, but Ant has never mentioned where his counterpart has gone. But wait. Ant looks different. The more you stare at his face the more obvious it becomes, but somehow only you can see it. Dec is trapped inside Ant’s massive forehead.
  • It’s been a long time since Freddos were 10p. A long time. And the price of them is no long a humorous topic used to express faux-indignation at the ever rising cost of living. They are a sad subject now, and it is deemed rude to even bring up the topic of Freddos in good company. Every time your gazes flickers to the £1 label beneath the untouched stack of Freddos at Morrisons, you die a little bit inside, a tear rolls down your cheek.

one thing that i think is important for translations is… they don’t always have to translate everything word for word exactly. 

because translated like that, things don’t always make sense. because languages are different, and have different structures and connotations and meanings, and many don’t accurately translate from one language to another just going by the literal definitions (like Google Translate does)

it’s less about getting the literal translation about something, and more about getting what the original text implied; the connotation. it’s about translating it in a way that it fits the same in one language as it does in another, even if it’s translation isn’t exactly the same. but as long as it implies the same things as was originally intended, that’s all that matters

one example that i think is really good is Princess Tutu. in japanese, the main character is called Ahiru–”Duck” in japanese. and it’s not a normal name for people to have. she’s called that because she’s an actual duck, transformed into a person.

in the dub, they simply call her Duck, because that fits the same way to an english speaker as Ahiru does to a japanese speaker. it’s strange, and it fits the fairy tale theme of the series, because in fairy tales, you often have characters just named after the animals they are. it’s all about connotation. 

(anyway, i was talking about translations with a friend earlier and that inspired this post)

i feel like that’s something i shouldn’t even have to say, but here it goes: don’t use the word “trauma” for upsetting events in your life that won’t create such a big impact in your health, for example, when you lose something you like, when you eat something and you don’t like it or whatever. trauma is something serious that ruins you life, it shouldn’t be just a word you joke about and you don’t even know what it means. some people out here really suffer from trauma and they get triggered by such small things that it feels like literally hell.