Terfs Fuck Off And Explode, I Hate You And Everything You Stand For + Ratio + Op Is Trans You Dumb Fucks

had a dream last night that sappho 16 became a meme. everyone on the internet was posting images that contained the text "some say cavalry, some say infantry, some say ships are the most beautiful thing, but I say it's" and then just like, the worst stock photo image the poster could find of whatever they loved (the ocean, a loaf of bread, etc.)

Nothing made me laugh harder than Batman visibly about to lose his shit because he didn’t figure out the last riddle and the fucking Riddler just starts randomly singing “AVE MARIAAAAAAAAA” on the top of his lungs

i hope that in 2025 u get to take more walks, read more books, connect with more people whom u love and who love u, achieve ur goals (even if ur goals are having no goals and just living in the moment), exercise fun hobbies, move from a place of self-direction, and weave together a beguiling assortment of beautiful little moments. remember that no feeling lasts forever. love u

for everyone living their best sad cowboy life rn

I sincerely hope this cat's name is Richard

waking up everyday is just like. good morning sun. good morning sky. good morning evergrowing festering pit of primordial rage inside of me. good morning birds

I’m not naming names because I’m not trying to start anything but I’m seeing several mutuals claiming they always knew Gaiman was a bad egg and it was so obvious, as though they didn’t make me stand in line with them to get his signature and kept their signed copies of his books on a special shelf akin to a shrine.

And like, listen, you don’t need to pretend.

This isn’t the devil’s sacrament. You’re not tainted by association. You’re not morally bad for not immediately knowing when someone is being charming and persuasive to hide something they don’t want you to know.

Abusers don’t just groom their victims. They groom their witnesses too. You were never supposed to know something was wrong because it was intentionally hidden. It’s okay you didn’t know. You don’t need to act like you never liked him or his work. You don’t need to pretend. But you do need to stop being shitty to other people who also didn’t know because it reeks of victim blaming.

“Well I knew, so how come others didn’t?”

His victims were fans. Are you blaming them for not knowing?

Christ alive, I hope not.

this explanation was so thorough and insightful i could kiss you

Thinking about how— up until this point— Arthur has kept the entirety of "Invictus" to himself as his last piece of independence outside of John. And how now— when John recites the full poem to Arthur, in what is surely another merging of their two individual consciousnesses into one— Arthur isn't angry, or scared, or upset. Instead, he's comforted and encouraged by that intermingling, because he's fully accepted himself and John as one fused-together, inseparable unit. And that fact, that complete blurring of himself into John, is what ultimately motivates him to keep moving, to keep fighting, to keep living.

Harlan had to make Arthur “I fucking hate cultists” Lester and Lord “I routinely lure cultists to my castle to kill them” Evrard circumstantial enemies because if they had met at any other time then they would have become immediate besties

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