Ferntasie - Snuggle Seductress

A 2pm appointment can take all day when you're autistic

I love to see art, especially kink oriented art/writing, that I absolutely am not into at all - or even makes me uncomfortable! The amount of effort and care that goes into a craft when it's something the artist is so passionate (and/or horny) about is honestly a beautiful thing to behold

Like seeing stuff involving stuff that I'm not into at all, and I'm just like "what a fucking exquisite way to describe and/or show this, 10/10"

I love seeing ppl express themselves well and truly and being put outside my comfort zone has only made me appreciate the craft of it more.

beastie boys music is funny as hell one of them will say a line and then the other two will say a completely unrelated line

I've been reading some stuff on punitive justice, and it made something click for me that I've observed a lot online but haven't been able to put into words before.

When someone does something wrong, that's bad, and the damage it does needs to be repaired while the person needs to try to do better in future to minimize repeating harm. We learn it in preschool - say sorry, don't do it again. If they keep at it, remove them from the situation where they can do the harm until they prove they're responsible enough to go back in.

So if it turns out someone DIDN'T do anything wrong, that should be a relief! There's no damage to fix, no internal errors to correct. Less work for everybody, literally no harm done. False alarm, all good.

The thing I've observed is, lots of people want them to have done something wrong. There's almost disappointment when it turns out there's no harm done. And I think that's because of this general undercurrent of punitive justice as morally righteous and desirable: someone does something wrong, you get to punish them. Turns out they're innocent? That's disappointing. Find another reason you get to punish them, or find another bad person you get to punish. But at the core of it is that desire to punish someone. Someone you can hurt in a way that makes you a better person for hurting them.

This particular brand of almost cannibalistic pseudo-justice is super common in tumblr, one of the most ostensibly liberal spaces on the internet; I see more borderline savagery in online discourse here than in the actually toxic parts of the internet that are just openly cruel for cruelty's sake. It's always thrown me for a loop, and has frankly also hurt me, because on the rare occasions I get personally dogpiled, it only actually stings when it makes me worry that I've legitimately hurt someone. If I did something wrong, or more realistically when I inevitably do something wrong, that would make it good and right for people to give me shit about it every day until I'm dead.

The thing that clicked for me most recently was this bit in Ijeoma Oluo's Be A Revolution:

Punitive justice is specifically, uniquely appealing to people who have suffered injustices. Of course it's the Tumblr zeitgeist. Everyone here is a marginalized person failed by at least one system. Punishing someone for perceived injustice is how someone the system has deemed worthless proves their value in blood, even if the person being punished hasn't harmed you directly - even if they haven't harmed anyone. "Righteous" anger isn't about the target in these cases, it's about the inflicter. This is how much my pain is worth.

And that kind of violent validation is so alluring and so very dangerous. It seeks an outlet, wearing the justification of justice. Who's in reach? Who's an acceptable target this week? What's a good reason to use?

Is there anything they could do that would make me stop?

she said she was microceleb but when i met her she was fucking normal sized. taller than me even. i brought a cute little bug carrier and everything and now i look like an asshole sitting here with it in my lap in this stupid fucking bar. sick of people lying about who they are online.

today's my 4-year hormone anniversary ^.^

idea for the next despicable me movie. one of the minions wishes on the monkey's paw "MEENA WANNA BIGGA WEENIE!" and at first he sprouts a four-incher (which is huge for such a little guy) much to his delight but then it keeps growing nonstop and knocks the monkey's paw down the sewer so the gang has to go on an adventure to find it before the whole city is engulfed in stretchy yellow minion dick. and they say the magic words "BIGGA WEENIE BYE-BYE!" and he looks down and realizes he is now cockless and screams and everyone shares a laugh. until one of them picks up the monkey's paw and says "MEENA WANNA BIGGA BOOTY!" and a minion looks at the audience with a here-we-go-again expression and the credits roll.

when i first started watching Tis Time For Torture, Princess i was like "hahaha i get it instead of inflicting pain they're torturing her with delayed gratification" and then i was like "damn i need a meal in front of me when i watch this cause its starting to affect me." and now every damn time i watch it i mourn something that was never mine, my heart aching as i myself feel like the true prisoner as I watch little by little as the princess rebuilds her empathy and childlike wonder, surrounding herself with friends that care about and care for her, making happy memories. WHY DONT I GET TAKEN TO A HOTSPRING BY A GIANT LADY THAT LETS ME CALL HER MOMMY?! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!!! IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!!!!! WHY COULDN'T THAT BE ME????!!!