Hey

aces-and-aros-are-lgbt:

tygerofaera:

machokerr:

emo-pufferfish:

machokerr:

emo-pufferfish:

Asexuals can experience coercive heteronormativity!

That doesn’t make them any less ace. It doesn’t make them any less valid.

asexuals aren’t real

This means there are two explanations:

A) I, as well as 1% of the population, do not exist. We are mythical creatures known only in song and story. This post doesn’t exist because I never made it because I’m not real.

B) You are a fool and need to reevaluate your opinions and the way you treat people different from yourself.

the answer is A..

The answer is A…

Guys I’m not real

This is actually a really useful and valid tactic. I’ve used it before
when trying to get people to accept my identity.

I say, “Hello, I’m from
the gas board, I’m here to read the gas meter,”
and they say “But they
sent a guy last week”,
and I say “You sure about that?”
and they say “Yup, they left a card and everything”,
and I say “Uh, well, I guess I just don’t exist
then?? Either A) I don’t exist, or B) you’re mistaken. Which is it?”
And then I stare at them pointedly until they concede and let me into the premises.

And, well, then I do the hit, you know the rest.

I’ve taken to calling it “gas-lighting”, because

it’s one of the “lighter” techniques I use when convincing people, and because I often pose as a gas technician. (What can I say? When you look as good as I do in blue boiler suits, it’d be a crime not to! ^_^ )

I am FURIOUS about being excluded from the London queer scene. Earlier, I fancied leaving my flat to drink for a change, and (since I’m meant to be keeping a low profile after the recent incident with the ambassador and the thumbscrews) I decided to try a new drinking den instead of my usual elite clubs.
So naturally, being an identity-fluid kinkster, I headed for the nearest queer bar. Except it was apparently only for those intolerant, mean gay men (and, even worse, lesbians). No sooner had I started chatting about my work and my lust for violence than they ejected me from the premises!
How rude. There’s gratitude for you, eh? Violent heterosexual men with weird fetishes BUILT this community. Look it up, the great men of London were into all kinds of shit. I won’t provide sources, but I know for a FACT that Brunel was a sado-masochist switch.

Stills from a sex education video I did in association with Everyday Feminism, and Cain and Abel Hunting Supplies. Advice for newbies in the extreme breath play BDSM industry!

I don’t think I missed out anything important. Is there anything would-be assassins need to know about staying safe and not getting themselves seriously injured?

Anyway, use the offer code GASPAR to get 50% off all handguns and hunting knives and free shipping while stocks last!

Your dating preferences are discriminatory

This whole thing with Ruth has given me some perspective on how discriminatory and bigoted a lot of assigned-female-at-births can be about their dating preferences.
Did you know on Internet dating sites, AFABs’ number one fear is that their date will turn out to be a serial killer? As if that’s a bad thing!
Where on earth did this idea that women can “set boundaries” and “have preferences” come from? It makes me feel sad and excluded, and that is oppression!

If there are any women in the London area who are real feminists and understand that real feminism must be inclusive of everyone, including homicidal men, please do say hello ^_-