It seems like a good time to remind everyone that this guy, Jackson Hinkle, is a fascist who’s trying to build clout for his particular brand of third position ethnonationalism by posting about the Israeli assault on Palestine. He’s a liar and a snake.
1. Palestinians in Gaza tell me that the extreme smell of death from the THOUSANDS of decaying bodies that are trapped in the rubble has gotten unbearable in many locations.
2. Also because of the sheer volume of death and decay, flies are completely out of control. They are now everywhere and are inescapable.
3. The number of working toilets with water to flush is down 90% across much of Gaza. People wait in line for hours, sometimes 4-5 hours, to use toilets. As a result, people are having to go wherever they can. Toilet paper and feminine products are now scarce.
🚨 As a result of all of this, early signs that sickness and disease will spread are starting to appear.
@thoraoffbeat: THIS IS NOT TEMPORARY. The last cable connecting Gaza to the world has been destroyed!! WE WILL NOT HEAR FROM PEOPLE IN GAZA AGAIN UNTIL THE GENOCIDE ENDS. If we don’t make it stop WE WON’T HEAR FROM MOST OF THEM EVER AGAIN.
idk who needs to hear this but,,,every piece of fandom content you make should be self indulgent. you should be creating because it gives you happiness and nothing less. you aren’t a machine meant to only give to other people. the enjoyment should always come before the validation.
Anonymous asked: AITA for making a move on my best friend?
I've (22TransM) been completely in love with my best friend (24CisM, lets call him C) for a few years now. I met him a while ago at a party (I was 19, he was 20), and we instantly hit it off, but after a few months I realized that what I felt about him was way more intense than I first thought. I didn't wanna make him uncomfortable though, so I just sorta pretended I didn't feel that way about him and hoped it would fade away like my other crushes.
Well, it didn't, here I am 3 years later and still head over heels for the poor man. I still love being his friend and spending time with him, regardless of whether we're friends or dating or what.
But last week, he came over to binge a new show with me, with the intention of staying the night and sleeping on the couch. Halfway through the season, we took a brief break just to chat, and we got kinda personal about it. C started talking about how he envied me, with how I can dress the way I do (very effeminately, I think I was wearing a miniskirt that day) and still be confident in my masculinity. How I could be attracted to men and still confident in my masculinity. He was impressed by me and wished he had that same luxury.
I think I misread the situation. In fact, I know I did, and I feel creepy saying this but I just couldn't help it anymore. I leaned in and kissed him, and he pulled away. He looked shocked and God, I feel so fucking guilty for it. He quickly excused himself, grabbed his keys, and left my apartment. He was in such a rush that he left his jacket on my couch. I haven't moved it yet.
I told my other friend (26CisM, call him A) about this, and he seemed shocked at me, too. He's known I've loved C for a long time, but he said he never would have thought I'd "force myself on him." I don't think I did, I didn't stop him from pulling away. A says I should have known better and wondered why I thought C would ever be interested in me like that. I pointed out the fact that A is a sex repulsed aroace and has no idea what romantic love or desire feels like, and has always been dismissive and critical of every potential or active romantic relationship I've ever had. He helpfully clarified that he "meant it this time." I stopped the conversation there.
I haven't talked to C or A since. My other-other friend, S (29CisF) said that I need to talk to C and work this out but I have no idea how to start. I think I've fucked up this relationship beyond repair. I just feel guilty.
Okay, I’m OP, and after reading these replies I’d like to add some stuff that I think wasn’t clear or I left out accidentally.
First off, I’m not aphobic. I taught A what being aroace was. I helped him come to terms with it, I was there when he came out to his parents. I’m completely fine with him being aroace. Everyone lives life differently and if that’s what makes him happy, good for him. What I do not appreciate is when he sees what makes me happy - being in romantic relationships - and just shittalks it because he doesn’t understand why anyone would ever want that.
I’ve never really been in a healthy relationship. I’ve dated 3 people and after the last one I swore I’d be single for the rest of my life. He had been cheating on me for 2 of the 3 years we’d been together. I went to A for comfort, and he said “Why are you surprised? Did you actually think he’d be satisfied with just you?”
When I asked him what the fuck he meant by that, he said “OP, everyone you’ve ever been with has left you or been unfaithful. At some point you’ve gotta recognize you’re the common denominator.”
Maybe one of the meanest things a friend has ever said to me. Didn’t talk to him until he apologized, which took over a month. I don’t talk about romance with A if I can avoid it. I couldn’t this time. And I never said he doesn’t know what love feels like. We love each other platonically. He loves nobody romantically. He doesn’t know what it’s like, and thinks the world would be better off if there was no such thing as sex or romance, and that everybody would be naturally happier if we just stopped all of it. I’m not putting words in his mouth, btw. He’s said all this. We have a mutual friend who’s arohet, and he also thinks A is being a dick, as he usually is about stuff like this.
As for the actual kiss, I wanna shed some light on what it was like in the room. The TV was the only light, so I couldn’t see much of his face, only hear his voice. We were sitting maybe an inch or two away from each other, and his arm was resting on the back of the couch. We were like a degree away from cuddling, and I’d like the record to reflect that he sat down second and actively chose this position. As for what he was saying, he was speaking very quietly and gently, and his exact words before I kissed him were, “I wish I could dress like you confidently, OP, you look good like this.” It felt… very romantic to me. I tried to give him as much warning as possible without being objective about it, I put my hand to his face and leaned in slowly, took maybe three seconds in total. I’m not entirely sure what he thought I was doing if not kissing him. That and it took about two seconds for him to pull away. Maybe I’m overanalyzing and I’m still a dick. I think I’m still a dick regardless, but… I don’t know.
I texted C a few hours ago asking if we could talk. He hasn’t responded yet. I want to get the mess with C taken care of before I deal with A. I think in A’s case I’m gonna let him know that if he acts like this again about something important to me then I don’t wanna keep up contact with him. I feel like that’s fair.
I can keep y'all updated if you wanna watch my life crumble in relatively real time. And yes, don’t worry, I’ll give him back his jacket no matter what. I’m not that weird.
Update, he texted me back. Asked if he could come over, even though it’s just past midnight where we are. I have never been more terrified in my life.
Okay so turns out this is gonna be the last update, thought it would go on a lot longer than this lmao.
So he came over around 12:30. I was… absolutely petrified of what he’d do, he said nothing about his intentions in the text, just “op, if you’re still awake, can I come over?”
When he got here I was a ball of nerves, and he could probably tell. He asked me to sit down on the couch, and he sat almost shoulder to shoulder next to me. I tried to apologize but he cut me off hard.
He confessed that he’d been knowingly flirting with me for a few months now and that he knows he’s been gay since he was a teenager, but he never really liked that fact about himself. He thought living vicariously through me and flirting with me was the best he could get, and when I actually responded to it by kissing him, he freaked out a little. He had no idea I felt that way about him, thinks I’m out of his league, apparently (I am NOT, he is absolutely stunning). So the surprise of me kissing him and combined shock of him realizing he had to eat the can of worms he had opened just made him real weird, very confusing emotionally.
Then HE apologized, which was strange. He apologized for ruining our first kiss and running off instead of talking about what he was feeling. If it was going to happen at all, he wanted it to be “magical. Like fireworks and romantic music and shit. That’s what I was envisioning, at least.” I told him it’s okay, I probably shouldn’t have made that sudden move and freaked him out. We were both a bit stupid about it. Then he kissed me. Like the same way I did. Holy shit.
We ended up making out on the couch, which was amazing, and when we both got too tired, we went to bed together. Well. We slept in the same bed. Cuddled up together. It was… so nice. In the morning, he left for work but asked if I was doing anything on the 31st, and we set up a cute little costumed Halloween date, which I’m super excited for! So… happy ending! How many AITAs have that, huh?
As for A… I’ve got a paragraph I’m gonna text him, but unless he says something so batshit crazy it’s unreal, probably won’t share. People are telling me to drop him, and if he doesn’t get better, I will. I’ve known him for 15 years, and I know he can change. I will also say he wasn’t always like this. Coming out to his family didn’t go so smooth. They still think one day he’s gonna get married and have kids, and they harass him about it whenever he goes over there. At his cousin’s birthday party, they actually brought some random girl they knew over to introduce them, and he, understandably, flipped his shit at them. He’s constantly told that he’ll “come around” or “find the one,” but he will not and cannot. So his natural response now is to be disparaging. That does NOT excuse the shit he said to me about me and my ex, and I plan on letting him know that. I get he has trauma and it’s a touchy subject, but he can’t inflict that pain upon me. I just don’t want people to think one of my best friends is a monster. Most of the time, he’s great.
So… yeah! I think everything mostly worked out, hopefully. I do want to put a disclaimer, DO NOT DO WHAT I DID. ASK FIRST OR MAKE IT ABUNDANTLY CLEAR WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. The only reason this didn’t end our friendship is because we are both insane and emotionally fucked up. Maybe we’re made for each other. This usually isn’t how shit works, but… miracles happen, I guess.
Thank you to everyone who was so kind in the replies. I definitely thought I was a monster there for a little bit. Glad to know I was just stupid 👍
Oh, and he told me I could keep the jacket. Said it looks good on me. I am definitely not wearing it rn and kicking my feet like a teenage girl. It’s very comfy.
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