Our first ever one? Made for fandom purposes to follow artists we liked who weren’t on other platforms. This one? To tap in to the large #pluralgang community on here and connect with other plurals. (Which, we have! Thanks to all our new friends. And old friends!)
(Assuming this refers to our first ever Twitter account, not this one.) No idea, but we were little babies, mostly checking our social media on public library computers. Sometime in early high school.
For all of us collectively? Way too many to count, because lots of us have our own accounts, and private/secondary accounts, etc. For just me, the fronter? Two, including this one.
Our friends and loved ones and community are on here. Sure, they’re on other platforms, but they’re all scattered. Twitter is just the big social media where everyone decided to go for some reason. I wish we as a society picked literally any other place, but we didn’t.
Clearly, yeah, kind of. But also, in a way, no. We don’t regret going through the bullshit hellfire that is Twitter’s demise because in the process we met some lovely people.
We change it all the time. Sometimes it’s just our name with symbols and emojis, usually it’s a joke or a short message or something. Right now it’s a loving and compassionate call to set fire to all prisons everywhere.
We got harassed by an ableist subreddit that found a thread we made about certain experiences being abuse survivors and then started a whole harassment campaign claiming we were lying about being abused, full of death threats and slurs etc. Which is to say, yeah, for sure.
Whatever we want. Things we care about, things we love, things we hate, how our day went, random little ramblings about random little topics, fun facts, vulnerable gut-spillings, infodumps…
We only fluently know English. I think we had a conversation one single time in Greek with someone on here. I think it was about the “bi lesbians from Lesbos” joke? Or something?
We definitely wouldn’t be on here *as much* at least. Probably the account would still exist but I doubt we would spend half as much time online in general if going outside didn’t mean risking literal death. (Wear a fucking mask, by the way.)
Knowing the frequent fronters at the time it was probably some cheesy introduction post like “Hey guys we’re plural please be friends where’s the plurals on here someone on Tumblr said you guys were nice!”
They’re a system who had cute art of a frog as their profile pic, at least at the time, and I think they left Twitter or maybe just stopped posting? Don’t remember the username.
Yes, for describing the argument transphobes often make while condemning and arguing against it. (The transphobe I was arguing with, who said those same things to me directly, was not suspended or restricted.)
Most of our friends are on here, but not all of them. We also have a small group of mutuals we are really friendly with. [Insert long ramblings about how I can’t gauge or define relationships because of The Tisms.]
Probably when we had that profile picture of the rats in love and people were doing the “drawing my mutuals’ profile pics poorly” trend so we just had people redraw it and then redraw the drawing over and over as it slowly devolved into funnier shapes.
I hate that communities of vulnerable marginalized people are overrun with sexual predators and their allies and it gets turned into “discourse” or “drama” instead of a serious threat to the lives and autonomy of our most vulnerable. It’s not “drama” to the victims, you dicks.
We talk about this because no one else is. Because we get DMs every once in a while or usually very young or otherwise vulnerable people who were victimized by someone in our spaces/communities who are terrified no one else will believe them. And I don’t have the heart for this.
We always feel helpless. We offer whatever help and resources and support we can but ultimately, the safety and healing of abuse survivors relies upon their community. And our communities (anarchist, queer, neurodivergent, plural) are consistently not showing up for survivors.
If you have any involvement whatsoever with the “pro-paraphile” or “MAP” online community, block us. We will block you if/when we find out. You are not welcome in our spaces. No one who tolerates sexual abusers is. Do us a favor and take out the trash for us.
It doesn’t matter whether you personally have abused anyone if you’re a member of or ally for a club full of unapologetic serial abusers. That’s what these online communities are no matter how much PR you try to run for them. If you were anti-abuse you wouldn’t support abusers.
We went through this rodeo once when a bunch of so-called youth liberationists revealed themselves to be in favor of the sexual abuse and domination and oppression of youth. We will do it again. If you’re in the nazi club/if you’re in the rapist club, fill in the rest.
Oscar Wilde was not just a child rapist but a serial child rapist and sex tourist who would travel to non-western countries for the purpose of raping children there.
Major content warning for descriptions of CSA from the abuser’s perspective. This is from Andre Gide’s autobiography. Andre Gide was Wilde’s friend, and himself wrote extensively on being a child rapist and morally justifying the act of child rape.
Though the quote is from Gide’s autobiography If It Die, the screenshot is taken from his wikipedia page, which you can find here. en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andr%C3%A…
@/ScottHolyk has started an ableist harassment campaign against @QueerHercules, falsely accusing them (a complete stranger) of being an abuser based off of a tweet exchange and then trying to dissuade people from donating to their survival fund. 🧵
This is all based off of @/ScottHolyk having an obsession with “narcissistic abuse” myths—that people with NPD are inherently abusive or violent. They had a disagreement about this and he proceeded to start a smear campaign against the stranger who disagreed with him about it.
This quite literally is endangering the life of a queer disabled person by potentially preventing them from getting necessary funds to survive. It is also just disgusting to call someone an ABUSER over a single tweet in which they call you an ableist—whether they’re right or not.
There are some anarchists who think that advocating violence against abusers is dangerous, because anyone can be one and therefore “one of us” could be one.
But anyone could be a fascist, a violent racist, any other kind of extremist bigot. Yet we don’t consider THEM “one of us”
That’s because, though we can find them hiding among our ranks, we know their actions go against everything we as anarchists stand for: the liberation of the marginalized.
Abusers can only be seen as “one of us” if you somehow think abuse doesn’t go against that. (It does.)
Your anarchist group could have an abuser in it, who everyone thinks is just fine and doesn’t notice is abusive. Your anarchist group could also have a violent racist in it, who no one knows is a racist. In both cases, it’s an outsider invading the group to harm those inside.
can we talk about how abusers often themselves accuse other people of being abusers in an attempt to flip the script, very often using ableist pseudoscience like those “these eye shapes indicate sociopathy” or “top 10 signs your partner is a narcissistic abuser” articles
it’s common for abusers to accuse their victims of being the real abusers but it’s also extremely common for them to weaponize bigotry, particularly ableism, to lend their claims credibility and discredit the victims, preventing them any chance of being believed
after all, ableists are much more inclined to believe “this person is only calling me an abuser because they have NPD which makes them evil” than they are to believe “this person is neurotypical just like you but also abused me”