Star Wars Outlaws + Textposts 4/?

hot motherfucking take

radical inclusivity is fucking stupid

me, a person with DID not wanting endos to be in a space where i want to feel safe in, is NOT me being a bad person

its like a black person not wanting a white person in a black-only space. or the LGBTQ+ not wanting allo cishet people in their safe space.

pro-endos (not just endo systems) are invading safe spaces for anti-endos, a huge TRAUMATIZED group of people, who’s disorder is extremely stigmatized by not only social standards, but by doctors, family, friends, and therapists. most endo systems CHOOSE to be a system.

we did not. we have no choice but to live with this debilitating disorder for the rest of our lives.

so if you, a pro-endo reading this, want to invade a space specifically designed for systems who feel UNSAFE around pro/endo systems.

reevaluate.

the Empires SMP brainrot is so strong my dudes

This is important hello (x)

where's yo head at?

apart from that I really like the song, THE MEMES ARE SO FUNNY FUCK-

anygays have this Stray shitpost haha

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"I don't want to read this" is totally valid.

"This is disgusting to me" is totally valid.

"I don't want to read this because it is disgusting to me" is totally valid.

"I don't think anyone should be allowed to read or write this because it is disgusting to me" is authoritarian.

I play ONE video game from 6 years ago and now four characters are in my head

Sanctuary had once been nothing but a dream. A fantasy forged by a family in need. A place without fear or harm or loneliness.

Sausage remembered how he used to cling to Eddie's words, how he used to spend hours listening to his father figure‘s dreams, only to spend the rest of the days building on these ideas in his own mind.

And now he was standing in it and he couldn‘t find the words to describe just how perfect it was. The buildings looked like home, but more colourful and welcoming. Everything screamed for his family, everything was built in their memory and filled him with pure pride.

He missed his family. He missed his old life, if only because he had them back then. He wished for a life in which he could be reunited with them once more, but kept moving all the same, kept walking, kept working.

Working to make this place how they would‘ve wanted it. Working to make it a place in which no one would have to be scared, or hungry, or lonely.

Sometimes Sausage thought about whether what he was doing was selfish, whether he only built this place to feel closer to his family, whether the only reason he took in family after family, healed villager after villager, was to make himself sleep calmer.

But with every hour he spent helping his people, with every night spent sitting at a crying child‘s bedside it became clearer and clearer that he wasn‘t only doing it for himself.

Sure, he was doing it in the name of his family, in the name of his father and their legacy, but he wasn‘t doing it because he owed it to them-

He did it because it was the right thing to do, because no one should have to go through the pain he endured and because the people that already did deserved to have a second chance, a place to call home after they lost their old homes.

And if that was what his family would‘ve wanted, if it helped Sausage feel a little less lonely in this world, then that was an additional upside, one he could very well live with.

Some of my favourite, totally real, lines in Outer wilds

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