A Rose In Concrete 🔞

an illustration of two anthropomorphic cat girls, similar besides a difference in age. the younger cat sits in the lap of the older cat, they gaze at each other with trust. the older cat holds the younger cat gently. there older cat says to the younger cat: "my brave little one, your heart was open fearless and true for now it is tender, bruised it does ache please know the love you carry will find a place for always you can be soft with me, you are safe with me"

if the world cannot provide us safety, i will become the soft landing

good morning to accidental recovery days, and forecasts of light rain the following evening. good morning to an hour spent on buses, for a few more hours with her. good morning to all the firsts you can fit into a week. and all the firsts we haven't found yet

i’m doing found family as nuclear family for the sole purpose of making more incest ships, you filthy casuals

happy womens day the most to women who are sweaty and hairy and loud and big. and most importantly transgener

I honestly do not know what came over me, but it’s something that’s really raw and brutal and beautiful and came from deep within me.

Youth Crisis chapter 4 is coming along. I’m pretty sure that chapter 5 is already finished, and i’m debating whether i wanna drop both on the same day or not. I might wanna give chapter 5 a little extra polish or even get beta readers cuz…
It might be the best thing i’ve ever written? Like, ever?

Blinding the Cyclops—Wrecking the Panopticon Camera hunting in the metropolis: a narrative of personal warfare against the surveillance state.

"Now, when I see a camera, I immediately begin evaluating the best way to remove it."

In this narrative, an anonymous researcher wages a personal war against surveillance infrastructure.

Relevant as people around the country engage in grassroots resistance to Flock cameras.

cwc.im/blindingthec...

getting older as a trans person is actually rly fun. feels powerful. im blessed to be alive, and privileged to still be so. i want to see how far this can go. like doing a long wheelie. i dont know if i can land this but when i wipe out i will be a legend

Rupert Murdoch

weed strain called Dolores Haze, this shit will age regress you or your money back

did the 19th century authors who derided anarchism for its inherently feminine character have any idea how hard they were cooking?
rhetorical question, of course they fucking didn’t

hey kids, i’ve got a cool edgy political ideology for you. it’s about becoming a social worker and school field trip chaperone for the rest of your life for free and everyone else calls you an illiterate pussy the whole time. Being a part of any other political movement sucks even worse somehow btw

You don’t need to be an anarchist yo headline a benefit show, and you certainly don’t have to to buy tickets. But who’s bringing the narcan? Who’s filling up solo cups in the bathroom sink and passing them around cuz the venue is charging $6 a bottle?

Anybody can be a part of a riot or a picket line, but who are the ones making sure the crowd is, y’know, fed and hydrated? Who maintains communication between groups, who smooths over intergroup contradictions?
That’s usually us.

the role of the anarchist in the social organism is to do the thankless, invisible work everyone else is too myopic to do, let alone pay for, and then get called wreckers for drawing attention to it.
Which, as many have argued, unfortunately only ends up stabilizing the status quo in a lot of cases

if Claude could be said to be alive, it is roughly as alive as a gnat.

sure thing;
A human ate a little extra food and water for nine months, and then an extra daily portion for 18 years, producing a supercomputer that is thousands of times more powerful than the average data center that poisons thousands of gallons of water a day indefinitely

gorgeous!!

i think i’m an it/its girl rather than a she/it girl btw
i’m still cool with she/her for conveniences sake but the few times anyone has actually used it/its for me make me feel uniquely good

travis touchdown: -so yeah obviously toriel is fuck AND marry material, which- are you listening to me.

henry cooldown: i don't play video games, travis.

henry: except tetris occasionally, i guess. do you have opinions on which tetris block you'd fuck?

travis: yeah.

henry: god i hate you.

based

cave painting animations YouTube video by Animation History

this is a real thing they did btw, mankind literally invented animated cartoons before we invented bread

youtu.be/bPQRylcPZDI?...

grugg saw grogg carving vertical lines onto his drawings so that they would appear to move slightly in the flickering light of a campfire and was like “fuuuuck”

eighty thousand years ago, a dude in a leopard pelt saw another dude smearing mud onto a cave wall in the shape of a mammoth and was like “that shit go hard. Grugg could do that.”
and here we are

we can both do it, surely somebody else has already

Kris feels every thrust and spasm We bestow upon them, and when Susie comes for Us, it is with their name on her lips.
None of that makes it any less painful for them, watching her moan and shudder from what We are doing to her. Begging for more every time.
How’s that make you feel, yellow they?

Susie isn’t exactly a casanova either, but God damnit, at least she’s putting in effort. Kris was such an idiot, thinking they could do this. Thinking she even wanted them. But no. The beast in the cage is what she wants, she keeps asking when they’re going to bring it out.
Maybe they just should.

They can’t talk smooth, the way We can. Not with Susie, anyway. Their words stumble like a grade schooler’s, like all those speech pathology classes had meant nothing. No idea where to put their hands, which won’t stop sweating or shaking. And they never did learn how to kiss.

But next time is a lot sooner that Kris was expecting; The next day, in fact. Susie’s back for more, practically jumping on them right in the living room. And it’s really *them* this time, the Soul is away, finally their chance.
So why isn’t this working like it did. Why can’t they even get it up?