This isn’t relevant to anything right now but for my non-UK friends, particularly the US inhabitants, please do not read, share or believe the Daily Mail.
It is a well-known fact in this country that the Daily Mail is a bigoted hate rag dedicated to selling lies. Think of the most perjorative description of Fox News and then consider this is what Wikipedia thinks about the Daily Mail.
It has also been noted for its unreliability and widely criticised for its printing of sensationalist and inaccurate scare stories of science and medical research,[17][18][19][20] and for instances of plagiarism and copyright infringement.[21][22][23][24] In February 2017, the Daily Mail became the first source to be deprecated as an "unreliable source" for use as a reference on the English Wikipedia.[25]
People looking to justify their beliefs are going to use it anyway but I hope this empowers people to push back against using their ‘evidence’.
This tiktok about someone’s pre-transition self is so so SO tender and I just want anyone who has transitioned and may be mourning their old self to see this and to know it’s okay. It’s okay to miss that person you once were, it’s okay to wish you had embraced what you had and who you were before transitioning. It doesn’t mean you regret it, and it doesn’t mean you made the wrong decisions.
It’s okay to think about that person, it’s okay to mourn them, and it’s okay to wonder. The person you were before transitioning may have been a trick of the light, but it doesn’t mean they weren’t special while they were here.
Everyone’s experience is different... but if you find yourself feeling this, just know it’s okay. You don’t have to completely block out every aspect and memory of who you were before. It’s okay if you do, but you don’t have to.
Detritus really was like, we’re completely out of our jurisdiction and facing down an army but call Cheery a slur again and we can do Koom Valley 2.0 right here right now I don’t give a fuck. King shit.
[image ID: a screenshot from The Fifth Elephant
Cheery dropped down from the coach. Her leather skirt flapped in the wind.
As one dwarf, the column swiveled to stare at her. Their leader went pop-eyed. “B’dan? K’raa! D’kraga ‘ha’ak’!”
Vimes saw the expression that appeared on Cheery’s small round face.
Above him there was a clunk as Detritus rested the loaded Piecemaker on the edge of the coach.
“I know dat word he said to her,” he announced to the world. “It is not a good word. I do not want to hear dat word again.”
[ID: Digital art of Jon and Tim in the Unknowing. They’re dancing on a stage as a fiery explosion billows behind them. Tim, who is wearing a collared shirt and tie, dips Jon, who is in a tux. Both are grimacing, and Tim is crying. End ID]
THANK U @princess-of-purple-prose for this image ID, u said to add what I needed but I think this sums it up okay 💚💚💚
Oh don't worry, I love talking about Thutmose and his cat!
Anyway, so crown prince Thutmose was the son of Amenhotep III and would have succeeded him had he not died (we don't know what of) prior to Amenhotep III himself. We don't know a lot about Thutmose, but we do know he loved his cat so much that, upon her death, she got her own cat-sized limestone sarcophagus.
It even has Nephthys and Isis portrayed at the head- and foot-ends, just like a human sarcophagus would have:
The cat's name was Ta-miut, and she will be remembered because of the love a prince who died ~3300 years ago had for her.
not gonna show their username bc I don’t want them to be harassed, but it’s so crucial that people see this 👁️👄👁️ I for one thrive on a diet of cadavers and secretions