ugh, that’s the saddest thing i’ve heard today. 😦
the colonization of urls containing the word ‘lesbian’ by militant fandom anti-shippers – who often spout a lot of radfem rhetoric, even if they have ‘TERF/SWERF dni’ in their bio – echoes the ongoing, deliberate colonization of the ‘lesbian’ label by out-and-out self-acknowledged radfems.
it’s a sad fact that lots of inclusionists and/or ship-and-let-ship lesbians, as well as people who don’t identify as lesbians, have become wary of blogs with ‘lesbian’ in the url, description, etc. It shouldn’t be a yellow flag – a warning that such blogs might suddenly spout something horrible and mean about their fellow human beings, but it increasingly is – thanks to the toxic rhetoric of radfems/terfs/swerfs poisoning the LGBT+ community at large, but focusing on siphoning off & isolating cis lesbians in particular.
nonnie, if you have the courage & energy to to do it: please wave your lesbian identity proudly, and be open about your taste in fiction or inclusionist stance. every lesbian that steps up and actively fights the efforts of gatekeepers to associate the ‘lesbian’ identity with toxicity and nastiness is a hero and encouragement to fellow lesbians that
- they can ship what they want – even het and mlm ships! – and still be a lesbian
- that they don’t have to be nasty or a gatekeeper to have a place in the lesbian community.
‘radfem’/’terf’/’swerf’ and ‘lesbian’ are not synonyms. not all lesbians are ‘anti-pedophilia/abuse/incest’ in fictional works/fandom. not all lesbians are community gatekeepers. in fact, quite a lot of lesbians are none of these things. radfems & lesbian fandom antis are just a loud, small fraction of wlw-exclusive ppl, and they don’t get to try to claim ‘lesbian’ for themselves alone.
Sal: Hey, do you have a bag I can borrow?
Larry: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they’re specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence,
Sal: Literally all you had to say was no.
i’m really over the idea that customers deserve unconditional respect from employees like nah bitch you deserve back the exact amount of respect you enter the store with. you throw a tantrum in public? you deserve to be escorted out in front of everyone and i hope it’s humiliating for you. you try to come in after close and don’t take “we’re closed” as an answer? you deserve to be told to leave and ignored. you insult the people providing services to you? you deserve to be refused service. if you don’t behave like a damn adult with impulse control and basic compassion, no one personally owes you a fucking thing my dude
take a moment to acknowledge that het ace women do, in fact, have it pretty fucking hard. they navigate a world where they desire a certain kind of relationship with men, but they face an immense amount of erasure and threat due to their sexuality and the nature of that relationship. it’s not easy to date when you have to constantly explain your boundaries and sexuality to every guy you date, and doubly hard when we take into account the fact that men can and do commit sexual violence against women unavailable to them. het ace women do have it hard, and they deserve to be seen for it.
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can we stop acting like villains doing generic villainous things means that they’re abusive
abuse is a pattern of behavior in an intimate relationship where one party repeatedly acts in order to hold control + power over the other person, the bad guy trying to like blow up the good guy’s spaceship because they’re on opposite sides of a war or whatever is so far beyond the realm of what actually happens in abusive relationships

you can’t
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Apollo: Sister, what are you the goddess of?
Artemis: *lounging by a spring on piles of deerskin surrounded by three dozen naked girls with a dead pan expression* Virginity.
“Heracles, they’re lesbians”.
Note that the concept of “virginity” in Ancient times merely meant “unmarried”, and had nothing to do with sexual activity. Some priestesses were “virgins” because they chose (or were committed to) a life of worship, but it was merely a question of social status, not of personal choice or practice. Of course, one can suppose that this lifestyle would be rather attractive for lesbians.
So when Artemis is said to be the Goddess of Virgins, it is meant to be understood as “Goddess of Unmarried Women”, or, quite possibly literally, of lesbians.
(It’s only Christianity that reframed the concept of virginity to mean “never had sex”. Many ancient religions has “Virgin goddesses”, which symbolized feminine power, and in this case too it meant “untied to a man”, or “whole for herself”)
Also: “Virgin blood” in magic or rituals meant “blood that hadn’t been used in a spell/ritual” not the blood of a virgin (ie: non-sex-having) person

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I read an anecdote from someone whose African Grey didn’t particularly get along with her Amazon parrot, Paco. One night she was preparing cornish hens for dinner, while the grey hung out with her in the kitchen. He got a closer look at one of the hens, looked his mama dead in the eyes and asked, “Paco?” Then he laughed.
that is one sadistic bird
I am slightly afraid now.
I love birds?
African Grey Parrots are one of the smartest birds, and seems they can be known to play “jokes” or “pranks” on their owners or any visitors.
I was visiting a friend of the family one time and I was just casually watching tv when I thought I heard the water running. I go into the kitchen but everything’s fine. the parrot looks at me and says “gotcha”.
Parrots are awesome.
I have an African Grey named Loki and he lives up to his name.
He likes to scream and mimic the sounds of things falling off the shelf and when we run into the room to see what’s happening he says “The cat did it! Bad Sammy!” and laughs.
Whenever he gets mad at me he flies away from me, but since he can’t fly very well, he always crash lands. And the first thing he says when I go to pick him up, without fail, is always “You need to vacuum,” in a very bitter grumble.
Loki likes to call our cat to him. He’ll sit there for minutes saying “here kitty kitty kitty.” The cat will come, walk up to the bird, get bit and then Loki will laugh as the cat screams and runs away. This goes on for hours.
If it’s late at night and he’s tired, but I’m still up with the lights on, he’ll say “Loki go night night.” It’s starts of in a normal tone and then gets louder and louder until he’s screaming “LOKI GO NIGHT NIGHT!”
If he sees my dad fall asleep, he screams like a little girl to scare my dad awake. And then laughs. He’s kind of perfected that evil laugh.
But the best one was when I brought home the man who has since become my ex for the first time, Loki looked him dead in the eyes and said “I’m going to bite you.” My parrot was the first one to see what a bad person my ex. He was smarter than us all.
Parrots are people.
African Greys are like the greatest animal on the planet
When I was a kid, we had a rescued african grey called Dodi, and once I was arguing with my mum about my bed time, and the parrot (who had some very foul mouthed previous owners) just shouted at me “for fuck sake go to bed!”
also whenever we hoovered he’d call us “yoooou dusty cunts”
best thing was he had a scottish accent










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