Hi I am Kat.
I have the humor of a 10 year old.
All the things here will probably reflect that.
Spoilers are tagged #spoilers. I tag for triggers I can think of but if I am not tagging something you need to block just tell me.
on… tumblr. you say people have been sleeping on loki on tumblr. we MADE loki OP we BUILT him WITH OUR OWN COMPHET TEENAGED HANDS! WE started the memes WE launched tom hiddleston (and his therapist’s) career WE made him the internet’s boyfriend WE WERE THE ONES who forced marvel to bring him back from the death over and over again GOOD GOD! do you not know the history! do you not remember the pages of meta, the rp blogs, the irl Disney prince posts, the hiddlestoners, the thorki’s, the kneel gifset that might as well be the in the DNA of this site! how soon we forget! how totally!
… one day… a very dark day indeed… people will accidentally start watching Sherlock bbc and say Tumblr has been sleeping on that… they’ll start watching doctor who and say how is it possible that people have been sleeping on that… they’ll start watching supernatural and be surprised that the fandom is so small… and then… some might say … hey what if we mixed up a story … super-lock? super who? … superwholock.
in 2043 benedict cumberbatch’s publicist will wake up to see a 13 year old on twitter with a disembodied coat and blue scarf icon tweet ‘guyssss what if we call ourselves cumberbitches (gn)’ and the alien overlords will reset the simulation
Robot vacuums have been a particular obsession of mine, ever since the halfway house. So much so that I’m almost grateful that the Ford dealership faked all that paperwork to get me booked on that involuntary hold.
Every morning at the house, I would wake up on the other end of one of those little pink pills and, during the few moments of lucidity I had before the orderlies would hammer another one down my throat, the little beepy vacuum friend would come by, mindlessly thumping against the walls, but not letting it deter itself from its job. I did eventually use that robot to escape in a bloody scene of violence, but that’s a story for another, more statute-of-limitations-y time.
Anyway, there’s two problems with robot vacuums. One, they’re really expensive. And two, the cheap ones are kind of stupid. I got a super-frugal one from the local Fell Off A Truck Mart, and the damn thing just did donuts in the middle of my living room for an evening until it ran its batteries down and shut off. What they need is a dose of smarts, and maybe a little horsepower increase while I’m in there. My schedule is simply too busy to spend an hour cleaning hair and teeth out of the roller brush every time it finds a mouse nest in the corner of my living room.
According to my almost fifteen minutes of engineering-school education before they kicked me out of the lecture hall, the best way to do really complex engineering is to let some other asshole do it for you. If you want a large, high-horsepower appliance that runs on batteries, your neighbour’s self-propelled lawnmower will do just fine. It’s even got a bag! All you have to do then is add a little bit of steering, and maybe add a blade or two to the thing in order to get a lot of that jet-vacuum action under the plenum. That’s the stuff, especially once you replace the “safety fuse” on the main contactor with an old railroad spike.
Thanks to my not-so-little buddy, my remaining floor has never been cleaner. Of course, there are downsides to such an early prototype. For instance, I have to make sure to schedule its runtime for when I’m at work, because the motor is extremely loud. And it also helps to be as far away as possible, not just for my own bodily protection, but also plausible deniability.
I use a power chair. No medical professional ever suggested this to me, even when I was housebound without it. I learned I could take this option and got past the guilt/stigma/imposter syndrome because of friends with similar conditions who use power chairs.
So, given my experiences and those of my friends, I’ll say this: if you are wondering if you need a mobility aid, you almost certainly do.
Healthy able bodied people don’t sit around fantasizing about canes and wheelchairs. They carry many social and accessibility disadvantages because we live in an extremely ableist society. If you’ve reached the point of wondering whether you need one despite all the stigma etc attached to it, that’s a sign in itself.
last night my father said “good night mario” because i had been driving him around today and apparently going too fast, like the car racer mario andretti
but i didn’t know what he was talking about so i just sleepily replied “good night luigi”
i think everything should come in more fun colors & patterns. like everything. houses. cars. appliances. when ur getting a fridge they should give u the option then & there to have a wizard airbrushed onto it. business attire should have dinosaurs on it. why arent there more pink cars
every once in a blue moon i see this bright pink car with a massive tinkerbell decal on the hood & i think that person just Gets It. why cant that be the norm
Concrete, 100% effective way to tell if someone doesn’t belong in a LGBT+/queer space:
They openly and actively hate/ want to hurt the people in that space
Controversial opinion here, I know, but just because you’re in a safe LGBT+/Queer space doesn’t mean you have to disclose their identity to everyone there. And people are allowed to bring their partners, regardless of their orientation, to those same spaces.
Obviously there are certain spaces that are for specific people, but at the same time, y’all are so obsessed with micromanaging queer spaces. The only thing that should be a litmus for entry into those spaces is: “does this person want to hurt someone else in this space and I know that? Yes? Then they aren’t fucken welcome. Regardless of identity.”
I volunteered in ine of the biggest queer youth clubs as an educator / guide (there isnt a word in english for these stuff).
We had so many queer kids that brought cishet friends and some of them didnt come out later, some of them really were cishet and that is fine.
They did no harm to the queer atmosphere and when someone new joined for the first time we gave them a little tour of the club and invited them to a one on one talk with one of the volunteers.
Ive had many of these conversations with teens at the ages of 12-19 and everyone calmed down when we told them there is no criteria to being there that this is a safe space and after a short explanation and some questions where many of them just blurted out their stories.
The non queer identifying people came for years either because they just met some friends from different places along the country and it was their usual hangout or because they really needed a safe space with no judgment in their lives.
Cishet people also need safe spaces where there are no gendered expectations of them and they can play with makeup and dresses and just be calm and learn about safe sexuality and consent.
Why in the world would you kick people who need safe spaces and benefit from them out???
Queer people seeing cishet people in queer spaces not acting weird and for once seeing the atmosphere is queer and the cis person has to adapt does marvels to one’s sense of how real it feels, how you could bring this safe space outside and this culture to other friends.
Introduce some of the stuff you learned to your friends and family maybe to some willing coworker idk.
The point is that our way to smash the patriarchy, gender roles, rape culture and more shit is too bring it outside and allow allies to be there cus why the fuck not
Thanks for sharing! This really highlights a collection of reasons why it’s important to not create these arbitrary rules to who can and can’t come in.
Also?
When I was in college, I had a cishet friend who was Christian and quietly felt homosexuality was a sin. I never heard her say so out loud….
…..which is why it STUNNED me when last year, she admitted she felt that way in college. But, she said, spending time with me in what we called the LGBTQIA+ group, to support me through a time when I was on and off suicidal, she discovered that queer people were, well….people. Who just wanted to be allowed to live. That might sound like “wow, the bar was belowground and she was doing the limbo with Satan,” but you must understand: this was 2006 in a very tiny town. Our senator had just compared homosexuality to both bestiality and pedophilia and there was a concerted push going on to write “one man, one woman” into the Constitution. Allison’s position (“I feel a certain kind of way but I’m not going to say it aloud”) was actually KINDER than most of the people around me.
And just spending time in our spaces, being around queer people, she realized “hey, what I have been told my whole life is a lie. These people are just people. Telling terrible jokes, having cookouts, fighting for basic human dignity, arguing over whether or not face painting is an appropriate college activity. There is no difference between them and me.”
Without a welcome into queer spaces, Allison might still be part of a homophobic church. Instead she helped organize her town’s first Pride parade in 2019.
“The queer kids, whether they’re gay or straight, need to stick together.” — Tim Miller, gay performance artist
Gatekeeping kills. STOP THAT.
Lest anyone think that this is pandering to straight allies, it’s not. Straight people can exist in spaces without making it all about them, as hard as it may be to believe at certain parts of your life (and if that feels profoundly fake to you, I beg you to know some different straight people since the ones around you aren’t helping you).
Having straight people around doesn’t make a queer safe any more or less safe either, since queer people can be just as violent and horrific towards each other on the personal level that straight people can be towards us.
And that was the point i was attempting to make, that violent bigotry isn’t exclusive to cis straights. If we compartmentalize violence we guarantee the invasion of said violence because we’ll ignore blatant trojan horses.
And once again, gay people have children, and those children are sometimes cishet. Those children grow up in queer spaces. Expelling them is a really shitty thing to do, especially for kids who have never been a part of any other community
This is the truest tweet I ever read. I never seen a mainstream
haircair/beauty brand try to cater to black folks without doing exactly
this. Always with the shea butter and gold packaging. It’s like the only
way black women will know the product is “for them”.
OHMYGODNWNWNENQB
BLACK OWNED HAIRCARE BRANDS HAVE BEEN BOUGHT OUT BY LARGER WHITE COMPANIES OR FORCED OUT OF THE MARKET AT AN INCREASINGLY HIGH RATE OVER THE PAST DECADE AND A HALF
PLEASE SUPPORT BLACK OWNED HAIR BRANDS. THE PRODUCTS ARE USUALLY NATURAL, ORGANIC, FAIR TRADE, SULFATE FREE, AND PROVIDE WORKING OPPORTUNITIES FOR WOMEN IN AFRICA.
YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE BLACK TO BENEFIT FROM THESE PRODUCTS. YOU WANT BEAUTIFUL CURLS??? BLACK PEOPLE GOT THAT. YOU GOT DANDRUFF? BLACK PEOPLE FIGURED THAT OUT.
[i.d.: a black and white comic. image 1: a police officer sternly writes in his notepad while another person argues with him. the person says, “but i’m not doing anything! this is bullshit!” the officer says, “that’s loitering. if you’d like to contest your ticket, you can go to the-” he is interrupted by someone yelling, “hey, officer!” image 2: spider-man stands next to the officer’s car. he points to it and says, “is this your car? i’m gonna flip it over.” image 3: the officer yells at spider-man while the person runs away. spider-man says “you better stop me.” the officer yells, “what the [censored word]! you’re supposed to be on our side!” image 4: spider-man holds the car over his head and looks at the officer in confusion. he says, “you do know what the word “vigilante” means, right?“ image 5: the officer’s car is flipped over. the officer stands dejectedly and says, ”… he really is a menace.“
