Robert, 23, they/their pronouns, America

Originally I was just going to browse homoerotic Homestuck watercolors, but then I decided to talk about feminism.

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Anonymous asked
I'm DMAB and I've recently been accepting the probability that I'm NB. But the thing is, I feel like there's some expectation that I'm suppose to change how I look the outside. And I don't know if I'm suppose to meet that expectation or not. I severely reject masculine culture, but I can't get over the fact that others will see my body as being masculine when I'm not like that at all on the inside. I just don't know what I'm suppose to do.


shit is rough. people will attempt to afford you male privilege and often this will be conditional on demonstrating yourself as “one of the boys” by perpetuating misogyny. it is more important than ever to reject those opportunities. people who know you will hopefully be cool about it after you explain what your deal is, given time and patience (and if they aren’t cool then fuck em you don’t need that), but there’s pretty much always the chance that strangers will be shitty. i keep a lot of my gender theorizing in my fake and gay tag, there’s hopefully something that helps out in there.

also: leggings. trust me.

0o0 leggings!
I am not anon, but at the same time I AM anon, and this whole response is super important



Remember that video where all those strangers kissed one another on film for the first time? Could anything be more beautiful than that? Yes. Something could.

My friend Max Landis made a video of strangers slapping each other. It’s by far my favorite thing he’s ever done.  Here’s Max describing what he did:

"I gathered acquaintances, friends both casual and close, paired them randomly, put them in a void, and asked them to hit each other in the face. No one was pressured, and everyone was hit as hard as THEY asked to be hit. To go beyond the parody for the full story of what happened, be sure to watch Point of Impact."

DAMN IT after over a year of referring to DR only with unique alliteratives like “dangle ropes” and “dangit ronpaul”, I finally broke the streak and referred to it as “Dangan Ronpa” in Jesse’s presence. I am so ashamed.


I saw a post with a bunch of tweets by Wil Wheaton about misogyny in games and ok that nice but lets not forget all the shit he’s pulled like blaming black people for Prop 8 and being on fucking Big Bang Theory, a show that constantly reinforces misogynistic views about women in tech.










ok who wants to roleplay that it’s 1995


I am seven years old.  I like folding pieces of paper into “books” in which I write designs for video games

i’m five. i like reading, playing with lego and eating paper. 

im six and im gonna mummify this dead bird i found

I’m ten. Whatever time I don’t spend sleeping, I’m probably reading. My mom is trying to coax me out of a book at the dinner table again. It’s not even that good, but I’m going to read the whole thing anyway.

i am also ten years old. i am curled up inside a bureau at the end of the second floor hallway reading with a maglite after telling my friend Lindsay that i am not interested in playing outside because reading. i am wearing a SWEET blue plaid flannel top with inexplicable ruffles tho.

i am eight, i am missing half of one of my front teeth due to a Wriggling accident, and i am wearing brightly coloured leggings. i am just beginning to comprehend that not everybody wants me to correct them about i) dinosaurs ii) punctuation but it will still be some years before i let that stop me

thbbbpt. thpt. hi! im two!

I am four. I am wearing red velvet overalls and destroying my eyesight by playing Super Mario Bros. several hours a day. My favorite food is the rolls of construction paper that you lick in order to get them to adhere to things. I may or may not have a mullet.