What An Autistic Person Says: "How Long Is It Going To Take?"

Not to be a cunt, but second hand dysphoria is a you problem. It is not the problem of whoever is "giving" you second hand dysphoria.

Femme trans men, transmascs, and enbies existing and loving themselves and their bodies not harmful.

Masc trans women, transfemmes, and enbies existing and loving themselves and their bodies is not harmful.

If you are triggered by a transmasc who fits the soft eboy look, or a transfemme who fits the butch lesbian vibe, that is your responsibility to deal with it. Not theirs.

Secondhand Dysphoria is not the other person's fault.

One episode of TMA that I will NEVER be able to shut up about is 170 (Recollection). The first episode that made me properly cry! Not only is it a beautiful exploration of Martin as a character, but humanity in general.

The light, innocent, childish small talk that Martin offers to the tape recorder. He tries so hard to keep it comforted, welcome in his home, looked after. It'd be wrong of course, to ignore it, even in his despair; others should always be put first.

Through tangled, rambling sentences, Martin manages to always explain away his own emotions, actions... To be visibly uncomfortable, unwelcoming, is wrong. He offers up his life, details of his existence, but talks them into offhanded mentions.

The subtle embarrassment he has for himself; a hallmark of much of English society. Everyone must be a self contained functioning person, lest they risk being 'odd', 'troubled', perhaps even 'disruptive'.

And as Martin's inhibitions fade, as his memories of everything grow dim, his instinctual desperation shows so painfully through. Desperately reaching for answers, as a child desperately holds their hand out for an absent parent.

Martin never had a safe person to reach for, someone always there for him. His father gone before he really knew who he was, his mother infinitely distainful... This abandonment mirrored by Jon's absence that floats into his mind in phases.

And even to be denied the pain, to forget what you were crying about, there's something terrible about it. Feeling the lump in your throat, the tears on your cheeks, but never really being sure why they were there, if they even are.

And the chairs. To be denied the simple comfort of a soft place to rest.

Martin's eventual return to his duties, caring for his mother, the subtle falsified joy he finds in it, and his decline into self hatred, blame. How easy it is for him to find his way back to a place of insecurity even when he has nothing to grasp onto.

And how strong he stays. How ready he is to shoulder the blame, to carry on, to be there for anyone who might need him, anything. It's all outside, and when he falls deeper into the fog his internal, pressed down emotions spill out.

All of Martin's fears come from a place of worrying he isn't enough, and this domain reduces him to a state where he is nothing; and yet, he prevails.

i feel like people don’t talk NEARLY enough about achilles and patroclus in shakespeares play troilus and cressida like LOOK AT THIS SHIT THIS IS SHAKEY P CANNON LADS

(this is the royal shakespeare company’s performance btw hehe)

Finally finished this :) Idk which version I like better

this comes up so frequently in our screaming about malevolent that i figured, might as well make it a meme

[id: a modified version of the “I can’t believe it’s not butter” logo that says “I can’t believe it’s all Harlan!” / end id]

Hot people find 1996 Tybalt attractive

I heard that a lot of people didn’t catch it on their first listen of episode 25, but I am FASCINATED by Arthur’s horrified whisper of “I killed him…” after Matthew died, before John reacted.  Less for that reflexive guilt, but more for how as soon as John started accusing Arthur of killing him, Arthur throws up his walls.  John seems to have missed that whisper too, with “Don’t you feel any remorse?” when Arthur’s first reaction was horror at himself.  But as soon as someone ELSE is accusing him, out come the claws and the hissing and spitting.  

I think John’s hitting more of a nerve than he realizes simply because Arthur is already seeing himself as a monster who lost his humanity: that first night with Yellow, drunken and exhausted, he recites the “Invictus” poem and says that “someone far more human than I” wrote it.  During his argument with John while trapped in the walls, he talks about being “lectured on his lost humanity by a god,” stating it as just an observable fact.  And before all that…Faust.   He’s already sure he’s less than human, but hearing it from the only friend he has left in the world?  That’s more painful than he can bear.

“I killed him,” Arthur says, a confession only he hears.  “You killed him,” John says, unknowing that the condemnation was already laid down.

I've heard a lot of bad quotes from fifty shades of grey but I don't think I've ever heard anyone mention that Christian Grey straight up says his success is based on facts and logic

meanwhile in the dreamlands

my dad, teaching me how to grill: now the heat takes care of a lot but if you were really homophobic you might be looking at the thing, asking yourself, is this clean?

me, desperately keeping a straight face: dad do you mean germophobic