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We know that Facebook is brainscorching your parents and tiktok is brainscorching your cousins, but some of you refuse to admit that you got your brain scorched here. However unlike those sites there isn't an algorithm here you just make bad choices.
That's all we ever wanted. To arrive at Hell as a result of our own dubious navigation skills instead of as the result of Satan owning all the road sign companies.
Delinquents planning against the next attack, again, after a failed attempt to leave camp
i say screw fear. iâm telling my own damn story.
Must be painting a childrenâs hospital
Sheâs so good with color! Thatâs some strong use of color theory right there
I hate you all and your fucking lore

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It kind of baffles me that a lot of people never got to experience the Mishapocalypse. Not like it was something that was good, more like, it was something youâd only see on this website in likeâŚ10 years.
Imagine you wake up on April Foolâs day. You log into tumblr. Immediately your dash is encompassed with Mishaâs face. Everyoneâs icon has been changed to that same, staring, blank face. You check your followers. Every single one of them has that face. You try going into your normal tags. Even those are filled with Mishaâs face. Nowhere is safe. Misha is everywhere. You go to Twitter to complain about it. Mishaâs face is there too.
Within hours of the event starting, thereâs already a wiki entry and an urban dictionary entry for it. Gifs that you may have recognized of being popular at that time have Mishaâs face photoshopped over them. Repeating patterns of Mishaâs face. Misha illusions. Mishaâs face OVER MISHAâS FACE.Â
Eventually, even Misha is like, âYeah, this is fucking weird. What the fuck are you guys doing.â But it doesnât stop. People hit post limit. They canât post anymore. Suddenly, you notice that your dash is starting to thin out, slowly, one by one. Thereâs a hypothetical tumbleweed bouncing across your dash by 10pm that night.Â
Anyone who tried to blacklist the Mishapocalypse suddenly found that their dashboard was sent into the shadow realm. Nothing is there. They tried to unfollow people who were participating in it. They had no blog content at the end of the day.Â
The next day, we all wake up and continue on with our lives like nothing ever happened. It was like a fever dream. What the fucked happened. Where did our lives go for that day.Â
That was the Mishapocalypse.Â
It looked a little something like this
and it was absolute hell
It was over within like a day though that was he weird part. There were stragglers through the following weeks but the main bit was over within hours it was the weirdest shit Iâve ever seen
Listen, cringe culture is a drag so Iâm gonna say it. I still unironically think the Mishapocalypse was fucking hilarious.
THE 100 ⢠6x09
Radios donât work on this moon. How could they not know that? They work in one place. What is it? If theyâre calling him, that means heâs alive.
being in your early twenties is like [grocery shopping alone] [having instant noodles for dinner] [remembering random details about that one friend you haven't spoken to in five years] [feeling overwhelming guilt for every purchase that isn't strictly "necessary"] [having midday naps] [finding out through facebook that the girl who was mean to you in high school has a husband and a baby] [falling a little in love with every stranger on public transport] [pretending you're not afraid of being alone] [wondering when you'll feel like a fully realized person] [listening to bands you liked in middle school] [blinking and it's suddenly december] [failing to imagine yourself ten years from now] [feeling like you're running out of time]
âBut [Tumblrâs] value, of course, is more than just what it isnât, and what it points away from. Despite all the drama and discourse lurking in its corners, itâs easy to make your own Tumblr life as simple and as happy as you want it to be. There are no algorithmic threats lurking around every corner, no onslaught of promoted posts from politicians or influencers. More than anything else, Tumblr in 2020 is a self-sustaining ecosystem. Itâs a semi-sealed and increasingly fertile terrarium, a nigh-impossible perpetual-motion machine of a platform going productively psychotic in its isolation.â
â @areyougonnabe, âThe Ever-Mutating Life of Tumblr Dot ComâÂ
Letâs be honest, going productively psychotic in isolation is this yearâs mood.
Tumblr is a hellsite but goddammit its our hellsite
The best tool to understand the seamless coexistence of:
Lesbians being shamed and punished for not liking men.
Bi women being shamed and punished for liking men.
Straight women being shamed and punished for being âincorrectlyâ heterosexual (being trans, being sex workers, being promiscuous, being polyam, etc)âŚ
Is understanding that under patriarchal order, women arenât really expected to desire men. Weâre expected to desire to be desired by men.
When a woman is a lesbian, she is punished for her categorical, inherent refusal to men. This should be obvious. Weâre seen as denying men a fundamental ârightâ they should be granted, which is why weâre often seen as cruel, hateful or mean by the mere crime of existing as lesbians. This is why it is insisted that we give men âa chanceâ on a level that is not asked of gay men to give women âa chanceâ. Women have no right to men, men have a right (and exclusive obligation to subjugate through romance and sex) to women, so while gay men are of course expected to desire women and punished for not desiring women, they arenât seen as owing women anything the way lesbians are absolutely seen as owing ourselves to men.
Seeing women as naturally, inevitably attracted to men is why too we can inform someone that weâre lesbians and receive the ridiculous answer of âif you keep saying youâre a lesbian men wonât date youâ/âmen donât find it attractive when women say theyâre lesbiansâ.
This is also why on average itâs so hard for lesbians to detect that we donât like men in comparison to gay men detecting that they donât like women. Men are taught to process their sexualities on the function of what and who THEY actively desire. Women are taught to process our sexualities on the function of who desires us and how we comply or not. Lesbians in denial end up thinking of whether they do or donât like men in terms of what level of intimacy or servitude they could tolerate granting a man without wanting to jump off a cliff every second of it, rather than thinking of whether they WANT to be with a man or not. Attraction isnât about tolerating or putting up, itâs about desires and wants, but for women itâs so hard to truly internalize that fact, more so when weâre not straight.
Aside from this, being desired on itself can be nice even when it doesnât come from someone we want, especially if weâre told all our worth derives from being desired by men. Itâs very hard for many lesbians to detect our unattraction to men because many of us do want to be desired by men not due to us desiring them, but due to wanting that validation of our worth as women. This is often goes exacerbated for trans lesbians, who for obvious reasons can feel much more of a need to validate their worth as women by having menâs attraction to them deem them as women enough. Lesbians who deviate in any other way from normative womanhood besides our lesbianism itself (lesbians of color, gnc lesbians, disabled lesbians, intersex lesbians, fat lesbians, the already mentioned trans lesbians, etc) have an even bigger problem with seeking validation from men being attracted to us than cis, thin, non-intersex, white, abled lesbians do in general, which is saying a lot.
When women are never taught to even consider active wants and are instead taught to focus on passive reception of menâs wants, just wondering if we like men or not is not on the table for us. It doesnât so much as occur to most of us to practice asking ourselves that. When already realized lesbians dare to invite other women to practice a healthy exercise of questioning their assumed attraction to men (as opposed to scrutinizing and policing bi and trans womenâs attraction to men, which is a different story), no matter how polite we are about it or how much we highlight that if they end up coming to the conclusion that they do like men thatâs okay, itâs seen as a predatory violent plot intended to force other women to become lesbians so we can steal them away from men for ourselves, as if we were symbolically raping them, instead of it being seen as an act of reclamation of the sexualities of ALL women (not just lesbians) and healthy introspection.
In addition to that, lesbians, whoâre âinferiorâ to men under the order of the patriarchy by virtue of being women/non-men, have the audacity not to just refuse men as I mentioned earlier, but to also exclusively desire women, which is a role that men, our âsuperiorsâ, are entitled to, not us. Who do we think we are? Do we think weâre equal to, let alone better than men? No wonder even other LGBT people see us as arrogant and delusional.
On the other hand, bi women disrupt the conception of women as only passive receptacles of menâs desire, despite them liking men. When they love women and men simultaneously, their attraction to men goes from being seen as an inevitable natural circumstance of their womanhood in which they obediently or resignedly allow themselves to be had by men because thereâs âno other optionâ, to being seen as actively desiring men for themselves to use for their own romantic and sexual female satisfaction, which is the reverse of how it should be. In the eyes of the patriarchy, this makes them greedy, filthy sluts.
Men, under patriarchy, are not meant to be objects of desire for anyone, theyâre meant to be the ONLY desirers (of women exclusively, as to not turn other men into objects of desire). Thatâs why a bi womanâs attraction to men is seen as perverse no matter how normative of a woman she is outside of her bisexuality. Bi womenâs attraction to men is seen as deliberate in contrast to cis straight womenâs supposedly passive, receptive, inevitable attraction to men, and that cannot be in the eyes of the patriarchy. Their mere existence (as well as lesbian existence) exposes that heterosexuality isnât the natural condition of womanhood, that women do have desires of their own that may or may not include men, and when they do include men, theyâre seen as having the gall to âreduceâ men to objects of desire for their own gratification.
Whatâs more, not only do bi women have the audacity of making men objects of their âinferiorâ female desire, but they put them on equal footing to women as objects of their desire, which is worthy of patriarchal outrage. Women are supposed to be inferior to men. How dare they put that into question by desiring both? How dare they still recognize and claim their love for women when they love men too? Especially those who are monogamously with a man, when a man should be beyond âenoughâ as theyâre always the âsuperiorâ choice? How dare they affirm their bisexuality regardless of who theyâre with?
Like lesbians are a threat to the expected impossibility of women to escape men, bi women are the looming terror that even if a woman is with a man, itâs still not guaranteed that sheâs straight.
When it comes to straight women it should be even easier to spot that the patriarchal obligation of women isnât for us to desire men, but to be desired by them and having no desires of our own, because straight women, even the most normative ones, are heavily policed in how they practice their heterosexuality.
A straight woman is promiscuous? Much like bi women (regardless of each bi womanâs actual sexual behavior), her attraction to men is now seen as deliberate and active too, instead of as passive complying reception of menâs desires. She is a slut.
Sheâs polyam? Sheâs a GIANT slut whose desire for men is so degenerate, active and deliberate, that she canât be content with just one. Sheâs no longer in competition against other women for menâs attention, men are in competition for hers and they can be âreplacedâ much more easily if sheâs not satisfied with them, which isnât womenâs place within the patriarchy.
Sheâs a sex worker? Not only is she a slut, she has the double audacity of materially exploiting menâs desire for her (triple the outrage for lesbian, bi women and trans women sex workers), when love and sex between men and women is supposed to be an act of submission to men that should only materially benefit men. Sex workers DARE to have their sexual labor compensated, monetarily no less, when all of womenâs labor to men is supposed to be an unpaid granted; from domestic labor, to sexual and romantic labor.
Sheâs trans? Besides betraying the manhood she was assigned, being living proof that traditional gender can be challenged, turning someone who âshouldâ be a man (herself) into an object of desire, she is also turning men into objects of her desire as deliberately as bi women do â desire from the âwrongestâ type of woman at that â and luring men who would otherwise be perfectly straight out of âproperâ heterosexuality. Similar indignations of blurring the lines of âproperâ heterosexuality are evoked when it comes to cis women who happen to be intersex. It gets more complicated for trans women whoâre intersex too.
This is all without analyzing how these things intersect with race, with an emphasis on antiblackness/misogynoir, colonialism/the exploitation of Indigenous women, the simultaneous hypersexualization and desexualization of all woc, and so, so much more. Then thereâs (dis)ability, whether weâre psychiatrized or not, class, etc.
This is why it can be perfectly true and coherent within a singular gendered system to shame and brutalize women for not liking men and for liking men, if liking men isnât done in the very narrow particular way women are expected to do so; by being cisgender, exclusively devoted to men, prioritizing menâs desires over our own (which shouldnât exist to begin with) with no compensation, etc.
This is why although all women are allowed to prioritize our particular experiences (as lesbians, as trans, as bi, as disabled, as woc, and so on), we cannot disregard the experiences of women different from us, including when weâre more marginalized than them, but much more so when theyâre marginalized in ways weâre not (be us being privileged over them, or just equally disadvantaged in intensity but in different ways, such as it happens between lesbians and bi women).
Our understanding of our own oppression will always be incomplete if we donât pay attention to other womenâs oppression, and that way, we end up perpetuating theirs, then our own by extension. Itâs lazy self-sabotaging, on top of being cruel.

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not that anyone asked, but hereâs a literal character-building exercise: ask yourself what a fate worse than death would be for a specific character.Â
that means something tied to who they are rather than something everyone would think is worse than death. you donât have to actually write it into the story, and in a lot of cases you shouldnât. many characters will never have thought about this explicitly, just like many people wouldnât have an answer for this. idk, iâve never seen this before on lists of writing advice, and this sort of thing is more important to know than what kind of cereal your characters prefer.
my life goal, you ask? become captain of a fully functional old-timey pirate ship and sail it after disney cruises at an ominous distance
i project stolen versions of their movies onto my shipâs sails
this is too moderate and iâve changed my mind. my crew and i are going to steal a warship and sail around the world sinking the yachts of billionaires
Being-A-Creative-On-Tumblr-Culture is going through all of the 24 reblogs on your post with 357 notes just to get just enough serotonin to get through your day by reading what the five god sent people who left tags wrote
Daily reminder to add something when you reblog from a creator because it really matters! Small creators never get enough positive feedback
Daenerys Targaryen updated
Please enjoy this much better drawing than the one from four years agođ Iâm sure Iâll be back in another four years with this same drawing updated againđ
P.S. Commissions are open :)
Daenyres Targaryenâ¤ď¸
My queen deserved better :(
P.S. Comissions are open, message me for any details!

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how did we all just casually listen to Take Me To Church on the radio in 2014??
youâre telling me we really heard lyrics like âthere is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sinâ and âif iâm a pagan of the good times, my loverâs the sunlightâ and didnât go absolutely buck wild???
bold of you to assume i can comprehend the words that are said even to this day
as soon as hozier says "she's the giggle at a funeral" my vision greys out and i wake up 4 hours later in a church garden, shovelling handfuls of dirt into my mouth
I made a thing