nightcigale:

“I want to hear your breath just next to my soul,
I want to feel oppress without any rest,
I want to see you sing, i want to see you fight,
Because you are the real beauty of human right”

Inspired by one of my favorite fic “Pump your veins with Gushing Gold” by Callmearcturus

ghost post

landofsomethingsomething:

also I can’t stop thinking about brain ghost dirk dying his hair a new color every week while jake admires him unironically and dirk complains incessantly about it, please stop, what is this. BGD is just excited that he actually has to physically dye it because his realness level is too high to magic around with his appearance and when jake offers to use his hope powers to change it more easily he’s like no no no no I WANT to do the thing it’s fun being real is lit y’all

landofsomethingsomething:

sometimes I remember dirk and jake accidentally adopted every remaining consort creature and I have to stop whatever I’m doing and just grin like how many times a day do you think some nakkodile makes off with dirk’s shades or some salamander gang tumbles in and fills their workshop w/bubbles, how many times per week does jake wake up and find his closet ransacked and a bunch of turtles wearing his shorts on their heads while they eat his guns (they’re delicious)

I keep remembering Abraxas is described as the Lord of amphibians and that Jake inherited that legacy the same way Caliborn inherited the legacy of Yaldabaoth and just…being so proud and glad…

What if consorts make a practice of getting married by cosplaying Dirk and Jake for the ceremony and Jake is like d’aw cute and then looks over at Dirk who is trying not to cry. Thanks

I’m sorry, but I don’t quite understand the context of your my/your kink argument, esp. the examples you are using. While I do obviously agree that writing about something is not the same as condoning it, is that where the statement ends? I mean, if someone were to write exclusively about rape/pedophilia/sexual abuse and portray it in a positive light, I wouldn’t merely regard it as a kink (afaik kink implies practice, implies consent) and morally I would condemn it. Could you elaborate?

madamehardy:

I have (at least) five answers.

1.  The vast majority of the moral meaning lies in both the consumer’s and creator’s contexts.  Martha writes a fic in which two sixteen-year-olds explore one another’s bodies.  Pedophilia?  Which country are you living in? What about the characters? What’s the time period and context?  José writes a fic in which one character sexually abuses another but they both come to a better place.  Endorsement of abuse?  Darkfic?  Hurt/comfort?  Akane writes a senpai/kohai fic that mirrors material in the original manga.  Is writing drawn from  a culpable (see point 3) source automatically culpable itself? In specific, there’s an ancient tradition of rape-as-seduction fiction, and an enormous body of documentation showing that it’s a common female fantasy. Rape-as-seduction is rape culture, sure, but we’re embedded in it: see my point in the original post about ids. You cannot responsibly make a moral judgment unless you consider all of these, as well as the context of your own reaction.

2. Consider the creator’s point of view.  You don’t know what the creator was thinking, and you don’t have the right to ask.  The creator may be working through a painful experience and getting catharsis through fiction.  The creator may be trying to convey as subtext that a particular situation is wrong and bad.  (With or without success.) The creator may be fantasizing a situation without any intention of putting it into practice – see the very relevant quotations in my post.  And, of course, the creator may be deliberately getting off on something that the vast majority of people in the creator’s culture consider morally wrong. (To whom is the creator accountable? Transformative media is created and consumed worldwide now.)  You can’t know which of these is going on.  Intent is not 100% of an immoral act, but when it comes to writing fiction, it’s a very, very high percentage.

3.  Consider the consumer’s point of view.   All of the possibilities in 2 apply, plus “I’m reading/viewing this to avoid doing it in real life.”

4.  Consider the likely consequences of consuming the transformative work.   There is no evidence that a person not already disposed to commit rape/incest/pedophilia/abuse is likely to be moved by fiction to commit those acts.  There just isn’t.   The evidence that people who are so disposed are more likely to commit those acts after viewing supportive media is, at best, mixed; there’s a lot of “post hoc versus propter hoc” going on there.  

5. Finally we come to “What are you going to do with your moral condemnation”?  You have carefully considered 1, 2, 3, and 4, and have determined that “applying contemporary community standards, the dominant theme of the material taken as a whole appeals to the prurient interest.”  ( Roth v. United States, and you bet your booty I’m being ironic.)   Are you going to draw a conclusion and move on?  Are you going to speak privately to your friends about why the fic offended you?  Or are you going to drop the wrath of Tumblr on the head of the offending creator?   

If your answer is “unleash the hounds of Hell”, I think you’re the one who’s morally wrong.  Period.   Your moral act also has a context, and part of the context is  the expected result.  You are not going to change what the writer thinks about morality.   You are going to create a mob of haters, most of whom are not going to present a reasoned argument based on evidence, but instead are going to tell the creator, and the world, that the creator is a terrible person. Not that the creator makes terrible works, but that they are a terrible person, and there is an ENORMOUS difference.  The experience of the last (at least) fifteen years demonstrates that hate mobs are emotionally satisfying to the haters, are not a force for any moral good, and routinely drive their victims out of fandom and even off the internet.

tl;dr:  It all depends.   I lived through the fallout of 1970s feminist consciousness-raising groups, and I don’t need to watch the hi-def remake.  I am sick beyond words of callout culture.

sam-keeper:

thewonko:

sam-keeper:

Samurai Jack finally got back to the past. But why has the ending left so many feeling let down, and what does the show’s brilliant animation reveal about the narrative’s fatal flaws?

Click the image source to view the full article or find it on Storming the Ivory Tower

This is some good shit

Thank you! 😀

Reading Sam’s article on Samurai Jack is the most I’ve experienced it and honestly that works for me since Sam writes better anyway

whatis2plus2:

Since joining Tumblr, I’ve met a lot of young queer people. Look, I’m a bisexual man in a gay relationship, and I’m approaching 30. I was still a kid when Matthew Shepard’s story was being covered on the news. I remember thinking, “I better keep my mouth shut about these feelings I’m having.”

And then I met Dominic when I was 12, and people could see how in love we were. And we got the shit beat out of us. The year I met him, some kids in the grade above me held me down against the bleachers in our gym and stomped on my hand until my fingers broke. Instead of sending me to the nurse, the teacher sent me to the assistant principal to explain the situation. She asked why the kids had beat me up. I said, “They were calling me gay.”

Her response was, “Well, are you?”

My, “I don’t know,” earned a call to my parents, and I was outed. Efforts were made to keep me from seeing Dom. Throughout high school, Dom’s stepmother intensified these efforts. He slept in the basement of the house. Although he was an incredibly talented student, he was prohibited from participating in any extracurriculars. He suffered a lot of physical abuse during those years.

The day he turned 18, he packed up everything he had and walked to my house, and we’ve lived together ever since. Things are better, but they’re not perfect. I’ve had trucks pull up next to me at stoplights and, seeing the pride sticker on my car, through old drinks and garbage into my window. I no longer speak to my dad’s side of the family. I haven’t been to see them for Christmas or Thanksgiving in years. One of my uncles had cornered me at Thanksgiving when I was 17 and said, “I’m not going to judge you, but I’d be happy to break your neck so God can do the judging a little sooner.”

I joined a support group for trans and intersex people. When I joined, 40 people attended regularly. Within the year, the group was half the size it had been. Some couldn’t make it anymore, because they were staying at the shelter, where their stay hinged on them agreeing to instead to attend homophobic sermons. Some were put in correctional therapy. Five of them died. Three of those, I didn’t know, but I knew Alex, the 19 year old who was fag-dragged in Kentucky and died a day later in the hospital, and I knew Stephanie, who went home to Alabama to care for her mom in hospice and was beaten to death with a baseball bat by her mom’s boyfriend.

Tumblr is not reality. The dynamic here does not reflect the dynamic out there. Here’s the part where I finally make a point, and it might be extremely unpopular – but guys, value your allies. Value each other. We are met with enough hate in our daily lives to enter an online safe-space and meet more hate from our own, over petty things. Don’t go after one another over every little thing you find problematic.

Learn to see nuance. Maybe the word “queer” bothers you, and you see a gay man using it as an umbrella term. Maybe someone called a trans man a trans woman because they’re confused about terminology, but the post where they did it was voicing support for the trans community. Maybe someone is just asking a question, wanting to learn more. Stop. Attacking. These. People.

Allies are being driven away. Members of our own community are being ostracized. Others are feeling nervous and estranged, and it’s largely because of places like Tumblr, where the social justice movement is quickly becoming violent and radical. I am begging you, stop nitpicking “problematic” things and start directing your efforts to create real change. When it comes to comes to your allies, forget the “social justice warrior” mentality and put down your torch. Educate calmly. Be respectful. Be understanding. Be forgiving. And I’m certainly not saying that your anger doesn’t have a good place – when you are met with bigots on the street, congress members who want to pass hateful laws, violent protesters, abusive parents, prejudiced teachers, that is when you need to be a warrior. That’s when it counts. In the real world. When you have the opportunity to protect people from real harm. Attacking your would-be allies via anonymous asks is just going to lose us ground in the long run. And we don’t have time for that, not when trans women of color are being murdered every day, not when states are still fighting against marriage equality, not when there are politicians in office who believe that trans people are possessed by demons, not when we’ve just lost 50 brothers and sisters to one gunman, not when the media won’t even admit that the attack was homophobic.

Please step back. Look at the big picture. Look at where we are, globally. Don’t just log on to your safe space and attack your allies over small missteps. That’s like washing the dishes in a house that’s on fire, kids. Let’s fight on the battlefield, and when we come home to each other, let’s just focus on bandaging up our wounds so we can go out and win the war.