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The National Parks Service have purged trans people from the website on the Stonewall National Monument

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knight strip tease. is that anything

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reading progressive sex ed caricatures with accurate and detailed and realistic diagrams of sexual organs + shows their variation, but all i can think about is how there is no discussion of what srs is besides the fact that it exists

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thank your local trans girl for being alive right now

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In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.

P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3

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"We have a new AI feature!" "With the power of AI..." "Our AI..."

I am going to abandon technology and start only inscribing things on clay tablets

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Feelings tonight

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what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?

would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?

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i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here

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"Why can't the freaks on AO3 just go and make a site for all the gross stuff and leave AO3 alone."

Because AO3 is that site. Because AO3 was that site long before you decided AO3 was better than the sites you bullied us off of before, and I can promise you if someone somehow comes up with a fanfic site you like better specifically for the 'gross stuff' you'll try to bully us off that too so you can benefit from it.

AO3's specific core purpose is to preserve fanfiction, yes, but it was also instigated as a host site for the fanfiction that kept getting yeeted off other platforms like Wattpad. Its designed to preserve all fanfiction, not just the fanfiction you, personally, think is 'allowed' to be written.

AO3 is the site for all the gross stuff the freaks make. We've been there just as long as you. We've been funding it just as long as you have. AO3 has specifically said you have a place here. The timeline was literally:

Wattpad/FF.net/LiveJournal purge fanfics > AO3 is born > The people who's fics got purged moved over to AO3 > AO3 gains popularity as the best functioning site > The people who pushed for the fics to be purged off Wattpad move to AO3 > The same people try to push for AO3 to purge fics.

AO3's source coding is open-access. You go make a polished, strict, rigid site where nothing 'icky' is allowed. You go make a site where you can control what is hosted. We already have our space.

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"Guy" and "man" have different connotations with adjectival nouns. Like "tree guy" = arborist but "tree man" = he lives in a tree, or maybe he is a tree.

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can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying

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my friend sent me a screenshot from the show with menacing ゴゴゴゴ over it and I just had to redraw it

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I finally made the meme I've had in my head for over a year

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Before Vexatio… the Prince Aurensun was lively. Easily overwhelmed, surely, but cheerful. The brightest spot in any room.

He wore loose silks imported from Chuuhan, chiffons and draped finery that complimented his waifish frame. Hawthorn (despite his own inner reservations) had always loved to simply look at him. Especially when the toll of his duties weighed on him less than usual.

He laughed, and read aloud to his loyal knight, he took lessons on diplomacy, and practiced calligraphy. All white blond hair and smiles, gorgeously free.

After Vexatio though… things were different.

How could they not be?

Gone were the airy fabrics, replaced by protective wools, brocades, leathers. Buttoned tight, laced in, neck and body, heart and all braced and held fast behind makeshift armor. Gone was the carefree smile he’d worn on good days. Now there was a guard there, lingering behind the eyes. That filled Hawthorn with such righteous anger that he wished he could deal 100 more deaths in succession to the vampire scum who had stolen his sweet Princes’ true smile.

But it was not just his smile.

The first time they had nearly been intimate, he had truly seen the depths of his Prince’s suffering. After it all, after the agony of his taking, the harrowing rescue, the whirlwind of their engagement. They had been holding each other, speaking in the low tones of lovers, words cut off intermittently by kisses and hums and hands across bodies. Hawthorn always reveled in these moments, his Prince— his love, safe and under his hands— his mouth.

He’d kissed from his princes witty mouth to his ear, his cheek, his jaw, his neck—

His Prince had tensed then, breath suddenly ragged not with pleasure but with panic.

His neck… his neck…

Hawthorn could have run himself through with his own sword.

“My love, my dearest— Gods— I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Hear me, love. Come back to me. It’s alright. He’s gone, he’s gone. You’re safe. You’re safe, I’m sorry. Breathe, my love. Please-“

It had taken the Prince a long time to settle from his shudders, his sobs, his silent screams. Hawthorn held him through it all, his own face wet. Cursing Vexatio and thinking quite surely that whatever pit of hell he was roasting in now was far too good for him.

For him who had stolen his love’s joy, his love’s whimsy, his love’s smile and his safety.

But for a past so enormous, neither of them could change it, Hawthorn knew that. But what he also knew, and vowed, as he lay with his Prince asleep and safe nestled close into his chest, was that he would find that smile again. He would find his content, carefree, safe prince’s smile from the hidden parts of his soul and he would rescue that too.

He’d saved his prince. Vowed to protect him once more, to love and to cherish him forevermore. Now he would spend the rest of his life saving his love as well.

Even from shadows and ghosts.

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Gotta admit the headline is a banger.