And the wisest monk said "young one, you reject the unenlightened ways of Hazbin Hotel, but not three years ago, I recall you posting twink Wheatley in great enthusiasm. You must not hate what you discard on the path to enlightenment. All of our old selves are within us, and we must imagine them lezzing out."

"Funny" said the wisest monk "That cringe is whatever your gay ass was super into like three years ago."

"But master!" Said the young monk, "Did you not also post One Piece AMVs three years ago?"

"Luffy is badass." Said the master, "He has never been cringe."

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stop spreading despair and nihilism

stop buying into the idea that nonviolent activism is useless, rather than (by far) the most effective form of protest

stop falsely claiming that BLM accomplished nothing and that most citizens “don’t care” when people are murdered by the state

start understanding that most of your neighbors care about your rights, and their own

start noticing that most people are moved by injustice, including against people who look nothing like them

Wed. Jan 28, 2026

Masked, armored, and armed to the teeth, and they're afraid of people blowing whistles at them. link to post

She'll get freaky and give it to you Orwellian style. Suckin it doubleplusgood

DO NOT. Take inspiration from my art. Let it linger not in your mind for more than an instant, lest my intellectual property is stolen away by your greedy consciousness and my soon-to-be-successful business enterprise is thus killed in the womb. Let my art pass before your glazed eyes without so much as a stirring of emotion, a moment of reflection. See and feel nothing. Crawl through this world on your belly, sightless and thoughtless like a worm. Reblogs > Likes.

let us not forget all the people who are in ICE custody right now who are NOT "documented" citizens. let us not dehumanize anybody due to legal status. they deserve justice and safety just as much as those with documented status.

everyone sounds like this to me all the time

man its almost 2014 and i’m still a piece of shit

Basically I like when there’s garlic and onion

Doodle page colored :)

I’m always a bit lazy with coloring, so sometimes I don’t care to make it make complete sense. This is certainly one of those instances

tw // animal death, blood

couple of scenes based on palegun fic "gnaw" by hellotte (read here!)

There are a lot of reasons to oppose monarchy but one of the most overlooked is that the king is always getting stuck in some kind of hazardous puzzle chamber filling up with gravel or lava or something. Do your fucking job man

my advice for women is eat more, shave less, and do whatever the fuck you want

"over a million users discuss suicide with chatgpt every week, what the fuck are we doing here?"

what we're doing here is *checks notes* having people forcefully committed to mental institutions where their freedom is heavily restricted if they talk about suicide with a real person, whether it's a therapist, friends & family, or most suicide hotlines. gee, i wonder why suicidal people are so desperate to talk about it with something that's incapable of calling cops to snatch them out of their home?

chatgpt sucks horribly in too many ways to count, but this is a problem that falls squarely on how deplorably society treats suicidal people, starving them of all options other than "tell someone and risk being committed to a mental institution that makes everything worse" or "keep quiet about it". over a million users discussing suicide with chatgpt a week isn't something that will change unless involuntary commitment is off the table.

i hate viruses so fucking much. literally getting attacked by a fucking shape. a concept. consumes no energy. responds to no stimuli. its only existence is to fuck with you. like fuck offf

prev's tags are too good not to save

you can leave the house with a bare face and suffer no consequences btw. if you're a woman you do not have to wear any makeup

places and events i've worn no makeup to: every job interview i've ever done (i'm employed), every doctor's appointment i've ever attended (i still get treated), every shift i've ever worked (nobody gives a fuck), every pub and nightclub i've ever been to (they still let you in)

For the record, this is what social progress looks like.

There USED to be a time when any woman was expected to pretty herself up with make-up before showing up anywhere in public.

There USED to be a time when women who would not wear make-up would not get hired at all, or at least not for any public-facing roles.

And in some industries, that old, outdated, sexist standard is still clinging to life, particularly in jobs that require you to have your face showcased to millions in front of a camera, e.g. actors, news anchors, models.

But the fact that it's no longer required pretty much almost everywhere else? Including public-facing jobs on a smaller scale (e.g. cashiers, waiters, any face-to-face customer service job basically)?

That is not a given. That is not a happy accident. That is the result of years and decades of women pushing back against sexist double standards, both by fighting back against discriminatory policies (e.g. having to attach a photo to your resume/CV, which may automatically trigger implicit biases if your hiring manager is sexist, racist, etc.) and by... just not wearing make-up, to normalize the sight of make-up-less women in general.

This is an example of social progress that happened very recently, within living memory of a lot of people, and we should remember that, both to remind us that social change for the better CAN happen, even if it takes decades, but also to remind us that it WON'T happen unless we actually make an effort, and, perhaps most critically for these fucked up times we're living in right now, if we do not let it be undone by being complacent in the face or people trying to push us back into the "good old times".

I still remember quite vividly a conversation I had with my parents over dinner back when I was something like 10 years old. A lot of the girls in my class were hitting puberty (including me) and most of them were going all in on the make-up, partially to cover up acne, partially because this was just what was modelled to us at the time by adults--if you're female and no longer a kid, you start putting on make-up.

The problem here was that:

So I had decided I just wasn't going to wear any make-up. Ever. And I was cool with that. And when I told my parents about that, my father looked at me across the table and said "well, how do you think you will find a job though? They will all require you to wear make-up. And what about your future boyfriend?" Because that was what life had been like, when he and my mom were young. He's a child of the 50s. She's a child of the 60s. And during those days, if you were a woman and you did not want to make a fool of yourself in public, you were wearing make-up.

My response to that question was that if a job can hire men who don't wear make-up, they can bloody well hire women who don't wear make-up. And as for my future boyfriend, I'd rather have him see me as I am 24/7 than to have him go out with me because he thinks I'm pretty and then one day we wake up together in the morning and he sees me without make-up and goes "what the hell". (Nevermind the fact that even back then I knew I was bi, but I'm pretty sure my dad will disown me should I ever bring home a girlfriend/wife.)

My mom looked at me like I had murdered someone in broad daylight in a busy street. My dad looked at me with that typical "yeah, yeah, you say that now, but you're a kid, you don't know shit" look.

And guess what? Not once since then has make-up been a requirement for anything in my life. Got a job, dated, went to a shit ton of both formal and informal events, and not once did anyone care that I didn't wear make-up, except every once in a while other women will ask me what I use to make my skin look so nice and they always end up shocked when I tell them "Just [brand] moisturizer. After I get up, after a shower, before I go to bed."

Moisturizer and sun screen. That is all your skin will ever need. And if anybody else wants more, well, that sounds like a them issue--they don't have to live in your skin.

But make no mistake it took a long-ass road and a lot of time for us to get to this point.