It's embarrassing. It really is just embarrassing.
Now wait, before you go rushing to the comments or my inbox to yell at me behind the anon button, keep reading.
You're mad because there are some people who don't experience attraction or gender the same way you do?
You think they should be cast out until they can qualify as "normal" by your standards?
Do you know who you sound like?
You sound exactly like the cishets who hate us.
Just wait. Keep reading. You'll get your chance.
Here's some advice, from an "older" queer who has seen this before: homophobic cishets will never accept you, because in their eyes, you are fundamentally Different.
And that is not something to be upset about or mourn. Your difference is what makes you powerful.
But what does it say about you when you use that difference, that power, to hurt and oppress others?
Others with whom you have more in common, than you will ever have with any cishet?
Keep going.
Do you know why we have this merged community? Why we stand together instead of apart?
Because together, we are stronger. This community is meant to be a source of strength, of love and acceptance, in a world that thinks we're wrong, or broken, or diseased.
We have all suffered. Some more than others. Many of our people aren't here anymore. We have lost so many of our community over the years.
But turning against each other? Its weakening the entire community. And the cishets know this, and they love it.
If we are too busy fighting each other, we cannot fight them when they come for us. When they come for our rights and our very lives.
Is that what you want?
I love this community. I was hurting so badly, growing up in a homophobic household. Having slurs thrown at me by family, friends, and bullies alike, before I was even self aware enough to realise they applied to me personally.
When I figured it out, I was terrified. I was depressed, suicidal, and so scared of letting people down. All because I was different.
Then I came here. And I found people like me for the first time. I found a home. Within the blogs of strangers that I'd never met, whose names I didn't even know, I had people tell me that I'm normal. That my attraction isn't bad, or wrong. That I am not broken.
It saved me. This community saved me. And it has saved so many others.
Do you really want to be the reason that legacy ends?
So the next time you sit at your keyboard, and you start up another post about how X Group doesn't "belong" here, I want you to sit and think for a moment. How would you feel if someone said that about you? About your sexuality or your gender identity?
And then after that, I want you to do some genuine research into your community and its history. Chances are, you don't know as much as you think you do. And that's okay. You can learn.
My DMs are open. If you're willing to learn and be civil, I'm willing to speak with you and help you educate yourself.
However, if all you're willing to do is mock me, the community, or anything I've said in this post? I will not hesitate to block you. This will be your only warning.
I’m sorry but I think it’s absurd that men have spent thousands of years writing philosophical essays on how to be a good person all while ignoring and/or actively mistreating women, who are in fact people
Monica Rambeau throughout the years
"Oh, Geralt, I think it's broken!" Jaskier wailed from where he was sat in the mud.
Scowling, Geralt bent to inspect the ankle in question, the one Jaskier had turned when he slipped on the wet ground. He poked at it and Jaskier moaned.
He rolled his eyes. "It's not broken," he said gruffly. "Just twisted. You'll have to keep your weight off it."
Jaskier's face scrunched up in distress. "Then whatever am I to do?" He waved his arms in the air with great dramatic intent. "For I am all alone in the wilderness, miles from civilization, and now incapable of walking." He wound himself up into a full performance. "The wolves will come for me and I shall surely die here!"
Geralt suppressed a smile. "I'm sure we can figure something out."
He pondered Jaskier with mock contemplation while Jaskier gave him soft, pleading eyes. He threw in a little lip tremble for full effect.
"Fine," he grunted eventually. "If we must." He scooped Jaskier up into his arms in a bridal carry and lifted him into the air.
Jaskier squealed with delight and threw his arms around Geralt's neck. "My hero," he declared, dropping a kiss onto his cheek.
The bard really was an idiot. He tucked him into his chest and fought back a blush.
idk what batman villain needs to hear this but your theme IS unique and creative, your puns and gimmicks ARE witty, your costume IS cool and fashionable and you DO have a chance of defeating the batman. you are a valued and important gotham citizen <3
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someone straight : u can’t make all the characters queer !
me :