I'm here to see what all the fuss is about

It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.

Bastian of the Neverending Story is fat and weird-looking, in the movie he's a perfectly photogenic all-American kid.

Hermione is buck-toothed and unpretty, in the movies she's a perfect little girl who grows into a very attractive woman.

Carrie is fat and unpretty, in the movies she's a supermodel in slightly unflattering clothes.

Don't even talk to me about Ugly Betty.

The latest Frankenstein adaptation continues a long trend of trying to convey the message of "this monster is not inherently evil" by making the monster look good. Because obviously if the monster did look bad, it would be evil and people would be justified in shunning it.

Even supposedly more serious media does it. Imre Kertész's Holocaust novel Fateless has a minor character, a wimpy weird-looking member of the group of boys who got deported together. The other boys don't really like him, and disdainfully agree when he's deemed not fit for work - of course they don't yet know that it's a death sentence. In the atrocious movie he's not weaker just younger, a photogenic little boy, and him being sent to his death is played as a sentimental tearjerker for the audience instead of forcing us to grapple with the complexity of the original, where mundane teen boy cruelty continues to exist in boys who are currently victims of a genocide.

A written text says: this person is ugly, this affects how people treat them, this affects how they feel about themselves, how they behave, how they live in the world. This might just be an incidental part of their story, or it might be its entire point of the whole fucking book. And then the movie sweeps in and says: oh, but they aren't ugly! They have always been beautiful! They are being bullied and shunned for no reason! So unfair!

And the unintentional but very obvious implication arises that if they *were* ugly, of course they would deserve the bullying, the audience would agree that they deserve the bullying, the audience would want to join in, kick spit point laugh. The idea of empathizing with an actually ugly person doesn't compute. (Maybe it's clear by now that this has done low-grade but long-lasting damage to me as a person: weird ugly people are simply not allowed to exist, not even in stories about being weird and ugly.)

Reminder that this is not about a single event, this is a repetitive pattern that happens *regardless* of if the trans women's blogs violate tumblr's guidelines or not.

Reminder that if it's only trans women calling this out, tumblr has an easier time covering it up because they just ban them.

Reminder that you've got to speak up against this bullshit now, that you've got to be loud, that you've got to support trans women because the places where they can speak are dwindling.

Reminder that pride includes trans women and you cant celebrate pride while ignoring the way trans women are getting silenced.

4 year old me: why must we do this

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My dad has 4 half siblings and two step siblings. They're all a decent bit younger than him. When I was a teenager, we went to a family reunion, and I realized something—my dad did not respect his siblings. He looked down on all of them. He saw them as fuck-ups and overgrown children. My dad had the American dream: well paying management job, suburban house, wife, and three kids. My aunt and uncles did not. Excluding my aunt, none of them were married or in serious relationships. They hadn't really settled into long term careers. Several of them were working the kind of jobs that get called "Unskilled labor." So he looked down on them because the youngest one was in his thirties (and several were much older), and yet none of them had "settled down" into what he saw as lifelong, permanent careers and relationships and lives. He was polite to their faces, sure, but I heard how he talked about them behind their backs, to my mother.

And then a few years ago, we visited his brothers again for Thanksgiving. And I realized something again--he respected them now. He saw them as equals. Why? Well. All of a sudden, every single one of them had serious, committed romantic partners. They didn't even need to still be with those partners—one of my uncle's fiance passed away from cancer before they could marry—just having had one showed that they matured into a real adult participating in society. In fact, at one point, my aunt was telling my mom about how one of my uncles was no longer living in an apartment she owned, but instead, after having a steady girlfriend for about a year, he moved in with her. And my mom literally said to my aunt, "wow. Look at that. He finally grew up."

One of the lines that frequently gets repeated about anti-aspec sentiment is "why would anyone hate asexuals/aromantics/etc? They aren't even doing anything." And that's exactly it. In the eyes of amatonormative culture, we aren't doing anything. Adults are supposed to do things. That's how you become a member of society.

he's FLEXIBLE. he's acrobatic. he's VERY good with tech. why have i read so many fics and headcanons that act like this isn't true or underestimate these abilities of his?? he can be super big and still great at those things!! BRUCE is so why do we refuse to believe jason is/can be as well

additionally, jason being a lot bigger than bruce is a headcanon i see often from fans who use it to essentially make jason realize he's being an asshole to his poor sad dad who just wants his son back and who did no wrong ever because he's just grieving. don't you see how small he is, jason? you used to be smaller than him by so much and he protected you but now you're bigger than him so it's up to you to change for the better and start protecting him/going easy on him

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just the idea that jason has been pulling away, he cant find a reason to keep trying with these people, person after person, kid after kid, name after name gone. ages ranging far too low to keep playing this game of cat and mouse, to keep pretending that he will ever be happy with these people.

he's been selfish, so so SO fucking selfish and hasn't been worth a fuck.

the bats notice, they see jason willing to hit harder, that he pulls back later and later and later, how he doesn't even bother yelling amymore, he says his piece and shuts down -- no amount of poking, prodding, and berating is getting him to engage

and so they gamble

it's a big one, but they're desperate.

they've got jason in the cave, another night of close calls, another night of the tension ratcheting up in all their shoulders, they know what he wants to do, and jason knows what he SHOULD do, but they press on

and in a desperate bid, they tell jason dick killed the joker, a hail mary if jason's ever heard one, and the fucked up part is, he believes it, he believes it 100%, but he knows there's more to this story and the GUILT on dick's face disgusts him.

his stomach rolls with it, it's almost as bad as how he felt when shelia looked at him, mid puff, mid crowbar, mid bone shatter.

the regret, the guilt, the fucking cowardice

jason remembers heaving when he looked at her, blood and bile mixing in ways no child should ever taste.

he wants to now

at least there's no blood

instead, he demands the footage, placates them with removing his guns from their holsters, knives clatter on the table and taking off the mask, they wanna catalog his disgust and disappointment that's on them

and he watches how the joker taunts dick about him, how the idea of tim being dead was enough of a straw to break the camels back, how dick's already folding under the pressure, how bruce takes one look at his golden boy and moves to fix it

tim matters to dick

dick matters to bruce

and jason matters to no one

dick cant watch the footage, he knows what he did, he sees it flash behind his eyes plenty, he just watches jason, and they're being shut out -- jason's face is blank, carefully, there's nothing they expected to see, no tears, no joy, no satisfaction-- there's nothing

dick feels his tongue fumble for words, "i. . . couldn't stand him talking about you like that"

and jason snorts, "ah okah so we're pretending you didnt think tim was dead, got it," he rolls his shoulders and starts walking back to his weapons

tim cant help but cut in, as if what he has to say will make a difference, "he gave you what you wanted, what more do you need"

jason continues to check his weapons over, sliding knives back into place, "what i wanted was a dead joker, what i wanted was a family that valued me more than that sack of flesh, instead, ive got three cowsrds staring back at me wondering if they got an A for effort."

jason's hands are steady, relaxed even, his mask sits in his hands and he briefly flicks his eyes down, it's kight and somehow painfully heavy, from the color, to the title, to the power -- it's defined his life for the last decade and realizes. . .

these people were never worth it.

50 dead 32 of them under the age of 18, all people he could have helped, could have kept ALIVE if he wasnt so busy tearing scabs open and bleeding at the feet of people that cant even BEGIN to understand what loyalty means

it's them or the city

them or the people

them or his people

Do Not forget that Bruce's first reaction after catching Jason is to send him to a unvetted boarding school that promise to teach and correct wayward boys, which turned out to be a trafficking/mob front.

Do Not forget that Jason got into trouble with the principal because he refused to help her heist a museum and ran away because of it. Do Not forget that he told Batman about the heist plan, and when Batman doesn't seems to trust him showed up at the heist planning to stopped them himself.

Do Not forget that Jason pulled Batman's famous disappearing trick on the big guy himself, fought back against several much older teens despite loosing at the end, and got into the museum so easily that Batman did a double take. All before he gets the Robin offer.

*Jason through a speaker*: If you choose to turn the trolley to prevent his death, you will turn it onto me, your son. And kill me in the very place we met.

Because the books show the opposite for the most part- Dick's literally gets his ass kicked in the first issue of the collection because he didn't do any research on the Pierce Brothers(Shout out to Jason's monologue in the opening about how any self respecting superhero planning on moving to New York would know about the Pierce Brothers) and rushed in because he saw that they were beating on some guy without knowing that they're Metahumans. He loses his temper just casually seeing Jason during that photoshoot and just starts trying to kick his ass while they're both seen as civilians. He fucks Cheyanne multiple times without knowing anything about her or her life.

Meanwhile, Jason's inner monologue states that he actually bothered learning shit about the Pierce Brothers and throughout the series is mostly attacking them indirectly through their goons. When Dick catches him in the middle of trying to kill some guy he explains that he's a convicted rapist who fell through the cracks, because that's a thing that he knew about the guy. I wonder why he was standing underneath that balcony after Dick fell over, almost like he was spying on his targets instead of rushing in... Dick never finds out where Jason's staying but Jason knows where he lives and where he works and his phone number.