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Been thinking of trying to do commissions and put my art out there again ?

One to many people very frequently saying I can sell my art rn.

If I have a nickel for every time someone said I should do commissions, I'd have x amount which is weird it keeps happening?

Rb for daily health and prosperity

Bring back posers as a term please I'm begging if ONE MORE GODDAMN 16 YEAR OLD ASKS WHERE I BOUGHT MY CLOTHES I'M GONNA LOSE. MY FUCKING. MIND.

I HAVEN'T PAID FOR SHIT SINCE 2020 BITCH THESE SPIKES ARE THE BROKEN OFF TINES OF A FORK THE THREAD IS DENTAL FLOSS FROM A PAIR OF JEANS I TOOK APART TO USE THE DENIM TO MAKE PATCHES YEAH NO SHIT I SMELL LIKE SILVER SPRAY PAINT. I'VE HAD THE SAME PAIR OF COMBAT BOOTS FOR SIX FUCKIN YEARS NOW. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY LAYERS OF PAINT AND NAIL POLISH ARE ON THEM. MY WHEELCHAIR GLOVES ARE MORE THREAD THAN LEATHER ATP BUT WHO GIVES A FUCK. THEY'RE STILL FUNCTIONAL.

"but all I can afford is clothes from SheIn and Amazon and I wanna have the punk style"

BITCH STEAL THE CLOTHES. GO TO GOODWILL. YOU KNOW WHAT WE CALL HAVING THE "STYLE" IS BUT NOT THE MINDSET???

A FUCKING POSER

And no I'm not gatekeeping. Anyone anywhere can be punk. BUT BUYING A PRE-PATCHED DENIM JACKET ON AMAZON DOES NOT A PUNK MAKE. BURN YOUR OWN CD'S, PIRATE MOVIES, GO TO PROTESTS, MAKE POSITIVE CHANGE, FORM COMMUNITY IN SOLIDARITY AGAINST OPPRESSIVE SYSTEMS. KILL THE NAZIS INFECTING PUNK COMMUNITIES LIKE A ROTTING BRANCH GETS CUT FROM THE TREE

WHERE'S YOUR FUCKING RAGE??? WHERE'S YOUR FUCKING WEIRDNESS??? WHERE'S YOUR REFUSAL TO FIT INTO THE MAIN STREAM???? WHERE'S YOUR OBSESSION WITH A SKA PUNK BAND FROM THE EARLY 2000'S?!

I saw a TikTok of a person who said they were punk but then proceeded to go on a tirade about not liking the bus because gross homeless people ride the bus

HOW DOES THE BOOT TASTE MOTHERFUCKER

Righteous Torrence 'Chevy' Hill was a 35 year old Black Trans Man who was murdered in Atlanta, Georgia last week.

He was the owner of an LGBTQ salon, meant to give Black/Queer folks a safe place to just be.

He was a father, a brother, a son, a friend.

Rest In Power and Rest peacefully Chevy

His story is not getting nearly enough attention.

Them

Righteous Torrence “Chevy” Hill, a Black Trans Salon Owner, Reportedly Killed in Atlanta Last Week

Friends and family have taken to social media to pay tribute to his life.

💙💖💙💖

nihilism is not punk. doomerism is not punk. quitting is not punk.

the stark reality is that if they announced there was 24 hours before a giant comet hit the earth, i would find reason to fight and advocate and celebrate in the ensuing chaos up to the final seconds.

punk is walking into every situation and punching it in the mouth regardless of how big it is or the dominion it holds over your existence.

punk is hope and growth and love and fury and anger and passion and spit in the face of hostile forces.

punk is community and mutual aid and soup kitchens and block parties and festivals and little libraries and clothes drop boxes.

punk is dancing on the deck of a sinking ship because hey you motherfuckers i didn’t hear the music stop.

punk is having the hope for something better on behalf of those who can’t see it right now.

punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead.

i guess it's scary to me when white leftists say that the punk scene is the scene where you wanna go if you're trans or a person of color or a drug addict or someone else who's been kicked down in life. cuz like, if you've lived in this scene, is it really where you wanna send people?

i got involved in my local punk scene and the problem is that people aren't actually focused on looking out for each other. punk is heavily white. punk is heavily abled. punk is heavily cis. i know everyone says "real" punk is this and that, but the problem is: i live in a punk house venue. i live in a house where punks throw punk rock shows weekly and invite other punks into our home to throw music and art shows. the DIY scene is a mess. it's full of abusers. it's full of enablers. it's full of queerphobes and tranny chasers. it's full of people who collect vulnerable traumatized people. it's full of people who will hand beers to recovering alcoholics and pass lines to recovering addicts.

this scene is full of people who scribble "this machine kills fascists" on every object they own and turn around and cower and say "I'm scared, can you come pick me up, there's some scary guys outside." because some black dudes listening to some rap posted up outside of the punk show. this scene is full of virtue signaling assholes who put antisemitic symbols on their "battle vests". this scene is full of half-assed "communists" who just want to brag about the big scary words they learned like "praxis" and "proletariat" and "bourgeoisie".

this scene is full of fake socialists who won't lift a finger to help each other, but will drag each other into hell instead.

the problem with punk as we know it is that it's whitewashed to hell and back, and the spaces created by these individuals are not centered around safety, but violence. yeah, you kill fascists, but do you provide meals for the hungry, shelter for the homeless, and harm reduction for the addicted? do you pass out extra blankets and clothes? do you help people get to the hospital? do you pat someone on the back when they turn down that beer? do you remember to not offer a baggie to the person who just got out of recovery?

no? then you aren't a safe person to be around, and you ain't punk. you are the reason this scene is unsafe.

[ID in alt text] 16/25+ of my LGBTQIA+ boots series! transgender flag themed 🏳️‍⚧️ stickers or prints of this series here

I love you trans people.

I love you intersex people.

I love you ace people.

I love you aromantic people.

I love you gender fluid people.

I love you non-binary people.

I love you lesbians.

I love you gays.

I love you bisexuals.

I love every single one of you queer people on here.

(Except TERFs since you don’t believe in my human rights.)

I'm not gonna be in the Call Of Duty fandom anymore, well, the MW fandom. at least not fully, and I will explain, but first and foremost I want to clarify: I'm NOT leaving tumblr entirely & I'm NOT gonna back down either from my previous statements. So, allow me to begin as to why I'm making this decision.

The rape, incest, pedo and animal abuse pornography

Quite frankly, as someone who has been through rape and child sexual abuse, I find it ABHORRENT that anyone would ever look at such abuses and decide to fetishise, romanticise and glorify these things. I do not care nor want to know your "justifications" because frankly there aren't any. As a survivor, I am aware that the fandom is malicious and nasty towards people like me; I am aware that you people willingly and HAPPILY engage with such harmful, disgusting material. Quite honestly, I could not name a space more dedicated to the harassment, malicious treatment and utterly disgusting behaviour towards these topics and the people who openly disagree with them.

The racism

Before you tell me "Call Of Duty fans have always been racist", I am aware of that. But I'm talking specifically about the niche fandom (because it is niche). The fandom treats Black and Brown characters utterly abhorrently; from turning Gaz into a stereotype through to fetishising Farah and everything in between, the fandom's racism is progressively getting WORSE - and then x reader writers (who are predominantly white) only add to that by purposefully and willfully excluding Black and Brown people from fandom altogether. The racism within this space makes it clear that anybody who is NOT white is NOT welcome, and frankly, I do not wish to be associated with such disgusting people. To treat Black people as tokens, to purposefully KICK people of colour out of fandom - it's disgraceful and I hope that everybody is ashamed of themselves.

The ableism and saneism

The Call Of Duty fandom is NOT a safe place for anyone who has a psychotic, schizospec, dissociative or personality disorder. Plain and simple. From the colloquial usage of mental health terms such as "delusional", through to the "jokes" which are made to trigger people with such disorders (e.g. "in your walls"), and to the casual usage of anti-psychotic slurs like "psycho" and "schizo", it's obvious to anyone with just one quick look that this fandom sees people with such disorders as either their punching bags, their "memes" or worse: not human at all. And this also translates to fanworks, as quite honestly, I'm tired of seeing the same treatment directed towards characters like Nikto, because it shows that you people do not care about us at all. We aren't human to you, and we never will be. We are not even worth CONSIDERING when it comes to offensive language - it's degrading, it's dehumanising and it's exhausting to have to constantly walk away from fanworks that are so obviously made with malicious intent.

The homophobia

I am a bisexual/pansexual/omnisexual/queer/whatever you wanna call it man, and the amount of homophobia in the Call Of Duty fandom is disgusting. No, bisexual men AREN'T your "uwu bby boy so soft such a bottom bitch!!". You perpetuating homophobic stereotypes for the sake of a ship is utterly and completely and truly vile. How dare you claim to support LGBTQIA+/queer people when you KNOWINGLY perpetuate these stereotypes? When you KNOWINGLY engage in homophobic behaviour. You are scum.

The antisemitism and islamophobia

This is a touchy subject for non-religious folk, but I really wish you lot would all leave religious people alone. It takes you two seconds to look up what Muslims and Jews believe in and act accordingly. It takes you two seconds to NOT open your mouth when Muslims and Jews talk about their headcanons of characters being religious - because what gives you the right? Why do you feel so comfortable to shut down religious people's headcanons of characters? "Oh, he can't be Jewish because he's English", English Jews exist. "Oh, he can't be Muslim because he's Scottish", Scottish Muslims exist. These people exist in real life, and you saying that a character CANNOT be a Muslim or a Jew because of where they come from is little more than antisemitism and Islamophobia. Do better.

The apathy

When I say "the apathy", I mean exactly that. It is exhausting having to call out these horrid things time and time again and then see people WILLINGLY ignoring blatant bigotry by brushing it off and saying "I don't want to get involved in drama", as if somebody being a bigot is akin to a quarrel between two friends, or a disagreement between two people. If you aren't willing to address genuine harm ONLINE, then I'm sorry, but I doubt you would do anything OFFLINE either. If you're boiling things that actually harm people down to "drama", then I'm sorry, but you can't expect to be considered a safe person for people to be open with and to be honest with when it comes to their mental health or to their triggers. It's that simple. Your apathy towards your fellow man is blatant, and I cannot in good conscience continue to rub shoulders with such people.

Going forward

I'm not going to be engaging with MOST of the content within the Call Of Duty fandom - whether that's edits, fanfic, fanart, etc. I'm not. I've got a few mutuals who I've decided I WILL continue reading from or looking at their art or whatever, but for the most part, I'm not going to be active within the Call Of Duty fandom. I will continue writing for SOME of the characters, but my list of who I write for will be drastically reduced to just a few select characters. If somebody asks me "hey, is X thing saneist?" then of course I'll answer. If somebody points out to me that I took a request from someone who follows a rape pornographer, then I will delete that request and that fanfic entirely. I will still be happy to talk about the characters & games, but it will only be WHEN ASKED, and I will continue to use my DNI (although I'm going to change it a little so that the rape porn viewers/readers know I don't want them near me).

Of course, if anyone requires further clarification on anything I said, I'll be happy to answer and explain as best as I can! And if anyone feels emboldened by this post to come forward and share their own experiences with such things, then I will happily read through that, too! This post is 100% okay to reblog, and if anyone wishes to reblog it and go "This is also why I left the fandom", then I will happily hear you out. What I will NOT hear out, however, is any justification or defence of any of the harmful behaviours I have mentioned - I do not wish to hear it. Pack it in, and take it to 4Chan where you belong.

The vibes of my anxiety, hesitancy and apathy are slowly being converted into just straight "who gives a fuck" vibes and the explosive urge to live right now with my entire fucking being

Testosterone is great

Makes me uhhh not wanna die ig

god i fucking love trans men like the act of making yourself a man is so breathtakingly beautiful the ability to build yourself up brick by brick to keep pushing forward through the mire that tries to hold you back to be able to hold your breath forever while the whole world tries to drown you like truly every trans man reading this you are the strongest bravest cleverest most enduring people i know i love you forever

Unfriendly reminder that while you're busy mourning the loss of your childs old gender, claiming you need to mourn the death of your son/daughter, there's a group of boys/girls/enbies scrambling to take your kid clothes shopping, snatching up the chance to take those "first" experiences from you forever. Your sons first fishing trip is gonna be with his best bros, your daughters first makeover is going to be with her girl friends, your kids first camping trip out as themselves is gonna be with the besties. Good luck getting those bonding experiences back. While you're busy trying to guilt-trip your kid with your weird manufactured parental trauma, there's a whole community ready to take your place as the better family.

Your loss, someone elses gain.

Tiny waists make me go feral

Back home- Soldier:76

➤ Request: Could i get soldier 76 / male reader (76-jack that's older please :o) and it's jack proposing marriage to the reader...yes i'm incredibly self-indulgent.

➤ Pairing: Soldier:76 x Male!Reader

➤ Genere: Fluff

➤ Warnings: none

➤ WC: 1k

➤ A/N: of course you can get this! It’s such a cute idea, I love it! Thank you for requesting :D sorry if it seems a little rushed at the end :0

Jack was a reserved man, and still very much is. He’s used to stepping away from others and letting things go. After all, he lost everything he’s ever cared for. His career was ruined—and he was presumed dead—but not only that, he lost those he cared for to the likes of people he fought against.

It was no secret that a soldier like him would be cold and harsh against the world… but there was an exception. There was one person that he could hold and truly say ‘I care for them’ and that was you. Although he was certainly not in his youngest years, that didn’t stop the feelings that were blossoming between the two of you. Feelings that Jack had always longed for, and though he tried to deny it, he fell for you completely. He didn’t want to admit that you were the person who filled up the empty space in his heart. He would do anything to keep you by his side, but then again, he was a busy man.

Though the two of you loved each other very much, it was no secret Jack had barely any time for you. Not that you minded. You knew from the very start what you were getting into, because the day he decided to finally speak of his feelings towards you—or more like you found out about them through his actions—he warned you. He warned you that he’d be gone for days or weeks, and time would be cut short for the two of you. Nevertheless, you accepted him and loved him no matter how much time you had to wait for him at home.

That was the reason why Jack now held a small, yet expensive box in his gloved hand. He had been gone for a few weeks now—having completed a mission in another country—but he was back and ready to see you. Being far from the man he loved hurt him, and left him longing to see you.

He had been thinking this through for a few months now—about proposing to you—because he needed you to stay. No, he wasn’t the best partner, and he knew that. But he wanted to show you just how much he loved you. Just how much he wanted you by his side even if he was gone for so long. He wanted to show you his gratitude for your patience and your love. Although he was nervous, he gripped onto the box and gulped down the knot forming in his throat. He had never been a nervous man until now. Thankfully, his visor masked his expression.

Standing right outside the door that kept him from seeing your face after so long, he finally built up the courage to open it. It was late, and you were most likely sleeping. He made sure to be as quiet as possible, taking his shoes off to prevent any tapping on the floor. He didn’t want to wake you, even if he did want to surprise you.

He continued on his way towards the bedroom, pushing open the door and seeking for you in the darkness. Soon enough, he spotted you curled up under all the blankets on the bed, knowing far too well you fell asleep waiting for him. Your sleeping schedule wasn’t the best, but I guess you were just tired. Carefully, he took off his jacket and visor, unmasking his scarred face and staring down at you with gentle eyes. You really are a masterpiece sent by the heavens.

His intense gaze must’ve woken you up, however, because you started to shift in your sleep until your eyes opened. You couldn’t quite see in the darkness, but you felt the corner of the bed sink, and the familiar smell of cologne hit your senses. “Jack?”

“How’d you know?” he asks sarcastically, but still smiled gently, “I thought you’d be more happy after all this time apart,” but before he knew it, you were already jumping out of bed and embracing him in a tight hug, “I’m so glad you’re here,” you say happily, a smile growing on your face as you pulled back. At this point, your eyes had finally adjusted to the dark as you stared at his scarred face with all the love in the world.

“I thought you’d never return,” you say oh-so-dramatically, kissing on his jaw and pulling him to sit on the bed with you. However, the sound of a small box hitting the floor caught your attention. What made you even more curious was the panic in Jack as he reached down to get whatever fell. You, thinking it was the most reasonable thing to do, reached for the night lamp and flicked it on.

Looking down at the floor, you were surprised to see the box for yourself before Jack took it in his hands. Now, there was just silence. Jack hadn’t moved an inch and so did you. You two kind of just sat there.

“Shit,” Jack finally mumbled and looked at you, noticing how your eyes never left the box. Your heart stopped in your chest because you knew what this was. You were containing your happiness just in case it wasn’t what you were thinking.

“This wasn’t how I wanted you to find out,” he mumbles under his breath and turns to you. A sigh escaped his mouth as there was no turning back now. He got off of bed and kneeled down in front of you, opening the box to reveal a beautiful golden ring.

“I know it’s not romantic—and probably not the way you would expect someone to propose… but I’m doing this because I truly love you. And I can’t live without you,” he pauses and gulps down with nervousness, “you are my whole world, so… will you marry me?”

The breath you had been holding finally snapped as you pushed yourself forward once again, embracing Jack and smiling brightly to the point where your cheeks hurt. “Of course,” you say as you pull his face towards yours, lips crashing together in a passionate kiss. You didn’t care if this wasn’t in a fancy restaurant or in public. You were just happy that the love of your life proposed to you.

“I love you so much,”

on september 15, 1967, spock and kirk gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named slash fanfiction

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

this post must be reblogged by everyone

matching skulls boyfriends

To die in a world where the only things that could ever love you without judgment being the stars

And even then the stars died

If blood is thicker than water

Who's to say blood cannot be falsified

I am a man loving a man

I cannot have because the world hates lovers

History will only ever kill the ones you love and write of your victories

Failures don't get written in the history books unless your what the world has deemed evil and monstruous enough to be taught about.

i need more people to write soap as a math and science genius

like he is a human calculator. gaz shows it off as a party trick even though soap is the one actually doing something. like

“oy, look what my mate can do- soap, c’mere!”

and soap, who has done this a thousand times before, walks over.

“ok, ok- someone ask him a math problem. like- literally anything.”

someone gaz is talking to goes “uhh… seven radical three times the square root of nine,” and soap blinks a few times, stares at the ceiling for a moment, his fingers flick around a little, and about ten seconds later he says “forty-five thousand three hundred and sixty.”

and someone pulls out a calculator and goes, “holy shit, he’s right!”

and soap is just like “are you done now?” so that he can finally go back to shamelessly hitting on his lieutenant.

ha lol i made more

this is my new favorite genre of images

here’s more, you gremlins.

You know what I want from Bethesda? A book strictly dedicated to the Fallout companions. I want to know canon, never before seen details about them that the games don't even acknowledge. I want them to have several pages dedicated to each companion that go into the most obscure factoids about them. What else have they been through besides the depressing stuff? How tall are they? What's their favourite food? Literally anything.

✍Preston Garvey?

Redeeming aspects of Fallout 4 are this guy, and the retcon of 'cats extinct in Fallout'.

i forgot i had tumblr for a hot sec im so sorry😭😭😭🫠 heres some domestic middle aged ghoap for your troubles🤲

oh and a bonus too!!!!

(ill try to be more active here) ((key word: try😭))

A gift for my bf :-3

And the world will crucify me for being the man I wish to be.

They see a child lost in the war of the world

They see a monster destroying the body of a beautiful little girl.

I'm not 7 anymore.

And I've always known what I am

I'm a man, forced to grow up in a life others made me live.

And I will always be a man.

You can rip the skin from my body, and strip me of my bones

But I'll always know

You can suffocate me and cover my mouth as I scream out

But I'll always know.

And you'll always know, what I am.

You can fight me every step of the way, but I'm still a man

Your words mean nothing to me.

If they bury me in a grave with a headstone of the little girl they think I am.

I'll claw my way out of the wood and soil

I'm not a little girl

I was never a girl

I'm not 7 anymore

I'm not 12

I'm not 15

Im me

And I'll always be me.

And I'm a man.

I will cry until I can't anymore

And when they try to drown me in my own tears

I'll kick and scream

I refuse to go silently the way they want me to

I'm a man

And I will never be the little girl they wanted.

141 showers 🚿🫧

full here

Roach in Las Almas what will he do

Rashida Tlaib has set up a petition to send to the White House to recognize and stop the ethnic cleansing and forced displacement happening in Gaza. If you’re a US citizen please sign. I have no illusions that this will change policy, but the public outcry against their actions must continue. We will not be distracted or discouraged from continuing to object to these humans rights violations.