I heard “C hronic Pa in” is now also a shadow tag. What’s next? Canadian Pacific? Cell phone? Color printer? *Inserts heavy sarcasm* đŸ‡»đŸ‡ł

fandom-is-for-pleasure:

fiction-is-not-reality2:

A few tags tumblr shadowed: 

C hronig p ain 

H ypnosis

B reast feeding 
B reast cancer 
P rostate cancer
G enital
B L 
G ore
C hoking
Of course anything directly relating to s ex, including S ex Ed, Y aoi, B DSM, F etish, K ink, W ank (even in the non s exual use), N SFW, safe s ex, etc.

Hilariously, it missed tags such as: Terato/philia, Yuri, Mpreg, Fetishize/ing & Sexualize/ing (couldn’t miss discourse), Torture, Murder, Kill, Guro, Choke, Smut etc. 

Clearly we’re so kids’ friendly now /s.    

Us: Wide-scale content crackdowns on social-media platforms always end up disproportionately targeting queer content and affecting marginalized people, from LGBTQ+ individuals to those who suffer from chronic ailments. 

The Brigade of Semi-Feral Neo-Puritans: No, it would just get rid of the Gross Shit! 

fandom-is-for-pleasure:

It’s been said before, but we honestly need an AO3 equivalent online space for fan-art / overall fannish communities, with the same policies of maximum content inclusiveness as AO3. It needs the following: 

  • 18+ across the board. Sorry, but it’s precisely the presence of minors that led to the current meltdown on Tumblr. I’ve seen multiple statements that the ‘C/P images unable to be matched with an FBI database’ were effectively minors posting NSFW selfies of themselves in tags, with cosplay tags bearing the brunt of this nonsense. A fannish site that explicitly requires content-holders to be eighteen at minimum before making an account isn’t going to completely stop shit like the above, not when people can blatantly lie about their ages, but it’ll certainly make it easier to get rid of, when people slip up, reveal they lied and get their accounts purged. 
  • adherence to US law, in terms of what fictional content is permitted, with accusations of ‘literal C/P’ needing to fulfill the ‘indistinguishable from a real, existing minor’ criteria. I’m not a US citizen myself, but this is one of the few areas where I view the Americans as having the sane approach, one that doesn’t result in effectively extending human rights to goddamn anime characters. 
  • punish the ant-created mass-reporting of users with a three-strikes system for people sending in the malicious reports, with their accounts being nuked the third time they report fictional content as being ‘harmful to mi/nors’ or whatever the fuck else. 
  • the ability to make moderated, members-only communities, where the mods can vet all membership requests and where non-members can’t see the content inside. This was how more sensitive fannish subjects such as RPS / RPF or incest ships were handled in the LJ-era, where all the potential caterwauling over ‘how dare you make me see this with my own two eyes!’ was nipped in the bud, on account of almost all sensitive content being locked-down in comms or friends-only journals. 
  • suitable payment-methods. Large payment processors are notoriously hostile toward adult content, regardless if we’re talking about mainstream porn of Asa Akira or fan-art of whatever M/M ship is popular. The site would need an adult-entertainment-friendly processor (which could still be prone to knee-jerking, on the basis of ants shrieking loudly enough at it) or a donate-by-cryptocurrency option (up to and including offering users the clearly-stated option to use their own GPUs to mine crypto for the site, if they don’t want to go through the hassle of buying it). 
  • establish a US-based non-profit organization to run the site, the same role that the Organization For Transformative Works fulfills for AO3.

cameoappearance:

mairzydotes:

i don’t think people understand that people can ‘love’ you and not actually love you

like my grandmother ‘loved’ me, but she also was always trying to change me.  she tried to take me away from my (catholic bisexual) mother.  she made me wear dresses when i was there.  she always tried to get me to go to church and was always asking me if i was dating a boy yet

i spent years feeling guilty that i wasn’t what she wanted me to be until my mom told me one day “she never bothered to know the real you”

and it’s true.  any time i tried to show her something about myself, even cook for her, it would be dismissed, and a replacement would be offered.  even northern food was somehow a sin.  

she loved me what she thought i should be, she never loved me.  

bc people who love you, they love you for all the stuff that makes you you.  they never consider that it makes you inconvenient.

“It was true: the other mother loved her. But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold.“

Loving someone like a prized possession is a very different thing from loving someone like a person you care about.

jumpsoap:

natural–blues:

trinket-the-bear:

jabberwockypie:

themintycupcake:

lesbie-vague:

shiz-ko-e:

grettir-dun:

This is a good illustration of Tumblr’s brand of social justice

and he still manged to include the q slur lmao

You are literally this person

To people in the notes going “but he should still paint over qu**r because it’s a slur”: I dare you to walk into your nearest LGBTQ Center and demand that any and all mention of “queer” be removed from its displays, literature, and programs. Go ahead and tell me what they say to you. I’ll wait.

I believe I will just queerly reblog this without further queer comment.

Agreed. I shall queerly join you.

To every person on here whimpering about ‘the Q slur’ you need to realise that every single identity under the umbrella began as a slur. None of you know your goddamned history. 

Did you know that the first battle cry in a long line of protests was We’re here, we’re Queer, get used to it ? Or how hard people worked to give you what rights you have today? OUT OF THE CLOSETS AND INTO THE STREETS.

People were beaten to death, hung, dragged, shot, stabbed, died in prison protesting and fighting for the rights that you enjoy to this day. People who found and created power in the word Queer so that you wouldn’t have to be ashamed to be one. 

And here you lot are, screaming at the older generations that we don’t know what it’s like to be called Queer in the hallways of your high school? Are you kidding? How many of my generation, and the generations before me do you think participated in the sit ins, the protests, the marches, the public displays of noncompliance? How many do you think were beaten by police, by angry bigots, chased away, threatened with violence? How many were tased, water gunned, pepper sprayed, unfairly arrested, unfairly charged, abused, mocked, and denied?

Do you even know who ACT UP are? Do you know who Queer Nation are? Do you know who Dykes on Bikes are? Who the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence are? PFLAG, Oasis Centers, PRISM? How drag queens have been such a backbone to our community, those of you who say ignorant shit like “Don’t support drag queens!”? I encourage you, beg you, please do not continue to parrot transphobic bullshit by calling it the Q-slur – because that message originated with a group of transphobic people who didn’t like that Queer was all inclusive. Gay as a term originated as being used for homosexual men only.

 Here is one of the texts from a manifesto originally passed out by people marching with the ACT UP contingent in the New York Gay Pride Day parade, 1990.

How can I tell you. How can I convince you, brother; sister that your life is in danger. That everyday you wake up alive, relatively happy, and a functioning human being, you are committing a rebellious act. You as an alive and functioning queer are a revolutionary. There is nothing on this planet that validates, protects or encourages your existence. It is a miracle you are standing here reading these words. You should by all rights be dead.

Don’t be fooled, straight people own the world and the only reason you have been spared is you’re smart, lucky, or a fighter. Straight people have a privilege that allows them to do whatever they please and f— without fear. But not only do they live a life free of fear; they flaunt their freedom in my face. Their images are on my TV, in the magazine I bought, in the restaurant I want to eat in, and on the street where I live. I want there to be a moratorium on straight marriage, on babies, on public displays of affection among the opposite sex and media images that promote heterosexuality. Until I can enjoy the same freedom of movement and sexuality, as straights, their privilege must stop and it must be given over to me and my queer sisters and brothers.

Straight people will not do this voluntarily and so they must be forced into it. Straights must be frightened into it. Terrorized into it. Fear is the most powerful motivator. No one will give us what we deserve. Rights are not given they are taken, by force if necessary.

It is easier to fight when you know who your enemy is. Straight people are you enemy. They are your enemy when they don’t acknowledge your invisibility and continue to live in and contribute to a culture that kills you.

Every day one of us is taken by the enemy. Whether it is an AIDS death due to homophobic government inaction or a lesbian bashing in an all-night diner (in a supposedly lesbian neighborhood), we are being systematically picked off and we will continue to be wiped out unless we realize that if they take one of us they must take all of us.

Another text (1990):

Being queer is not about a right to privacy; it is about the freedom to be public, to just be who we are. It means everyday fighting oppression; homophobia, racism, misogyny, the bigotry of religious hypocrites and our own self-hatred. (We have been carefully taught to hate ourselves.) And now of course it means fighting a virus as well, and all those homo-haters who are using AIDS to wipe us off the face of the earth.

Being queer means leading a different sort of life. It’s not about the mainstream, profit-margins, patriotism, patriarchy or being assimilated. It’s not about executive directors, privilege and elitism. It’s about being on the margins, defining ourselves; it’s about gender-f— and secrets, what’s beneath the belt and deep inside the heart; it’s about the night. Being queer is “grass roots” because we know that everyone of us, every body, every c—, every heart and a– and d— is a world of pleasure waiting to be explored. Everyone of us is a world of infinite possibility.

We are an army because we have to be. We are an army because we are so powerful. (We have so much to fight for; we are the most precious of endangered species.) And we are an army of lovers because it is we who know what love is. Desire and lust, too. We invented them. We come out of the closet, face the rejection of society, face firing squads, just to love each other! Every time we f—, we win.

We must fight for ourselves (no else is going to do it) and if in that process we bring greater freedom to the world at large then great. (We’ve given so much to that world: democracy, all the arts, the concepts of love, philosophy and the soul, to name just a few of the gifts from our ancient Greek Dykes, Fags.) Let’s make every space a Lesbian and Gay space. Every street a part of our sexual geography. A city of yearning and then total satisfaction. A city and a country where we can be safe and free and more. We must look at our lives and see what’s best in them, see what is queer and what is straight and let that straight chaff fall away! Remember there is so, so little time. And I want to be a lover of each and every one of you. Next year, we march naked.

Another (1990):

If You’re Queer, Shout It!

Queers are under siege.

Queers are being attacked on all fronts and I’m afraid it’s ok with us.
In 1969, Queers, were attacked. It wasn’t ok. Queers fought back, took the streets.

Shouted.

In 1990, there were 50 “Queer Bashings” in the month of May alone. Violent attacks. 3,720 men, women and children died of AIDS in the same month, caused by a more violent attack – government inaction, rooted in society’s growing homophobia. This is institutionalized homophobia, perhaps more dangerous to the existence of queers because the attackers are faceless. We allow these attacks by our own continued lack of action against them. AIDS has affected the straight world and now they’re blaming us for AIDS and using it as a way to justify their violence against us. They don’t want us anymore. They will beat us, rape us and kill us before they will continue to live with us. What will it take for This not to be ok? Feel some rage. If rage doesn’t empower you, try fear. If that doesn’t work try panic.

Shout It!

Be proud. Do whatever you need to do to tear yourself away from your customary state of acceptance. Be free. Shout.

In 1969, Queers fought back. In 1990, Queers say ok.

Next year, will we be here?

One last one:

Why Queer? – (1990)

Queer!

Ah, do we really have to use that word? It’s trouble. Every gay person has his or her own take on it. For some it means strange and eccentric and kind of mysterious. That’s okay; we like that. But some gay girls and boys don’t. They think they’re more normal than strange. And for others “queer” conjures up those awful memories of adolescent suffering. Queer. It’s forcibly bittersweet and quaint at best – weakening and painful at worst. Couldn’t we just use “gay” instead? It’s a much brighter word. And isn’t it synonymous with “happy”? When will you militants grow up and get over the novelty of being different?

Why Queer 


Well, yes, “gay” is great. It has its place. But when a lot of lesbians and gay men wake up in the morning we feel angry and disgusted, not gay. So we’ve chosen to call ourselves queer. Using “queer” is a way of reminding us how we are perceived by the rest of the world. It’s a way of telling ourselves we don’t have to be witty and charming people who keep our lives discreet and marginalized in the straight world. We use queer as gay men loving lesbians and lesbians loving being queer. Queer, unlike gay, doesn’t mean male.

And when spoken to other gays and lesbians it’s a way of suggesting we close ranks, and forget (temporarily) our individual differences because we face a more insidious common enemy. Yeah, queer can be a rough word but it is also a sly and ironic weapon we can steal from the homophobe’s hands and use against him.

They did it for you. They did it for me. They did it for all of us. So you wouldn’t have to go through it. So you could be freer than they ever could, than we could at your age, than our parents, grandparents, and great grandparents ever could. Not for you to invalidate the indentities of others, and your own community. You silencing Queer people and calling it a slur dishonours their legacy.

I am here. I am Queer. You will not call my identity a fucking slur and have me be silent about it. I will still fight for the rights of my community – the Queer Community.

This isn’t simply a question of vocabulary. Exclusionists and transphobes and their ilk want you to stop using “queer” because they don’t want queer people to exist. They may not be straight, but their only problem with heteronormativity is that they’ve been barred from participating in it. They’re conservative bigots and as soon as same-sex marriage was no longer blocked in the US they were ready to betray everyone in the queer community.

strawberryshortcakekitten:

smorgansbord:

smorgansbord:

So my roommate and I got these Rudolph Christmas coloring books a couple of weeks back. Since it’s finals week, I wanted to ease my mind into studying by coloring. First time opening the book and I saw this picture..

And I thought to myself

Oh my god do I try.

I swear to god if I get tumblr famous over this stinkin Heman the meme nose reindeer.

HOW IS THIS THE FIRST TIME IVE SEEN THIS

Night Fury

dragon-discourse:

Name: Night Fury

Type: Fictional

Region: America

Description: The only known Night Fury at the moment is Toothless, who is identified by his black scales, green eyes, and occasional blue glow. He has two main wings, with six fingers and no thumb, secondary wings at the base of his tail, and, originally, two tail fins.

Myth: Vikings call this dragon “the unholy offspring of lightning and death,” and advice you never to engage it in combat.

Facts:

  • The Night Fury’s fire is called a Plasma Blast, and is made up of acetylene and oxygen.
  • Night Furies are members of the Strike Class, a class known for its speed and intelligence.
  • The Statistics for a Night Fury are, officially:
    • Attack: 15
    • Speed: 20
    • Armor: 18
    • Firepower: 14
    • Shot Limit: 6
    • Venom: 0
    • Jaw Strength: 6
    • Stealth: 18
  • Officially Night Furies are a Medium Sized dragon, 26 ft long with a 48 ft wingspan.
  • Night Furies have retractable teeth and ear-like appendages on either side of their heads.
  • Night Furies are capable of both dive bombing and echolocation.
  • The spines on their backs can split for increased mobility.
  • In the fight with Drago’s Bewilderbeast Toothless entered some sort of Alpha Mode, in which his shot limit seemed to increase, his fire power increased, and his spines glowed blue. Little is known about this shift.

sidhebeingbrand:

A library story

So when I was a kid, probably 12 or 13, I checked out a compilation of post-apocalyptic science fiction stories from the public library. It looked like every other book on the shelf. It was fic from a dozen different authors, and the blurb on the inside cover was pretty vague.

Of the stories in that book, 2 were R-rated. One had surprise rape. One had surprise inter-generational incest. For the shock value. To make the reader ~think. Dude authors. Do I wish I hadn’t read it? Yah. Kinda. It lives in the back of my head with the other gross detritus of the world, all the horrible upsetting shit I’ve read. I read a Star Trek licensed novel with animal torture in it, to illustrate the horror of sociopathy, and I wish I hadn’t read that too.

During the summers of middle school and high school I read voraciously and while I managed to steer clear of MUCH upsetting content I sure as hell stumbled on some doozies.

If my library had been Ao3 I would have gotten a pop up asking me — hey, kid, there’s gross shit in that book, are you old enough to check it out?

And if I was a dumb kid I still might have said ‘yes’, but I would have had a heads up.

Quick personal statistics!

Surprise incest I’ve read in paperbacks I bought in a store or checked out from the library: I’m going to say
. half a dozen instances? Dozen? Surprise rape, at least double that. What is it about the fantasy genre that brings out the creepy writers, and why do they consider sexual assault ‘gritty realism,’ could they fucking stop.

Surprise incest I’ve read on Ao3: none. It has warnings and I avoid it like the plague.

Surprise rape I’ve read on Ao3: none. It has warnings and I avoid it like the plague.

Ao3 is one of the safest goddamn places on the web to read fiction because it has a standardized, mandatory labeling system. Is there appalling content on it? Oh god yes. Does it do a better job of warning you about that content than any library or bookstore? Oh my god yes by ORDERS OF MAGNITUDE.

I vote funding for my local library every time it’s on the ballot, even though there’s gross shit on the shelves, because I think it’s a resource that’s important to have.

I donate to Ao3 even though there’s content I find fucking appalling archived there, because I think it’s a resource that’s important to have.

Because I know that defunding libraries won’t stop gross dudes from writing gross shit and calling it ‘thought provoking literature’, and I know shutting down Ao3 won’t make creepy fic vanish from the internet. It’ll just take the warning labels off it.