#Okay to reblog

[rimonoroni2]

“a penis is Ontologically Evil because it’s technically capable of perpetrating sexual violence” damn, wait till you hear about hands!

[caspercryptid]

I need you to know that I love you. Do you know that I love you? Do you know that I need you to be okay? Do you know that I'm pressing my fingers to the screen right now calling out to you? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Drink water. Eat well. Turn off the news.

[b-blushes]

please sorry please (things I was thinking about when it felt like there was only awful in me)

[yourprettyboibutch]

Thinking about you

MEN AND MINORS DNI

[bluesey-182]

i like sleep token a normal amount. don't look at my blog

[lesbxdyke]

I could think of no better way to share the news than this!

So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.

Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.

Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!

Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)

He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!

I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!

Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:

[hundredsofsmallbirds]

it's not fucking omegaverse im just birds

[mxrbutch]

the way my partner talks about my ocd is so hilariously on point. for context, i experience a lot of verbal compulsions (feeling like i Have to Say a Certain Thing to magically fix another) and he just told me. "most of the time it's easy to spot a compulsion cause literally nobody asked"

[artsietango]

This Google Drive AI scraping bullshit actually makes me want to cry. My entire life is packed into Google Drive. All of my writing over the years, all of my academic documents, everything.

I’m just so overwhelmed with all the shit I’m going to have to move. I’m lucky to have Scrivener, but online data storage has been super important as I’ve had so many shitty computers, and the only reason I haven’t lost work is because Google Drive has been my backup storage unit.

My partner has recommended gitlab to move my files to - it seems useful, and I can try and explain more about what it is and how it works when I get more familiar with it. I’m unsure if it’s a text editor, or can work that way. He was explaining something about the version history that I don’t quite understand right now but might later. I’m just super overwhelmed and frustrated that this is the dystopia we live in right now.

[pojkflata]

[rimonoroni2]

anyway dick grayson is also transmasc to me but that’s a different conversation. i’ve heard from transfem bloggers an interest in “raised as a weapon” story lines as metaphor for the trauma of being raised AMAB while not cis. cass was already trans to me but in light of this it fits even better. i feel similarly about kon-el/connor. stephanie is a trans woman because i like her. comic supergirl gives transmasc vibes to me for reasons i simply cannot explain. etc

part of me believes tim drake to be transfem, but a separate part of me deeply believes him to be transmasc, because is there anything more transmasculine then deciding that the best way to keep your father figure from killing himself is to pretend to be a dead boy and then just never really stop

[thefeistiestworm]

my roommate who is like. the most straight laced cis dude ever. just came into the living room and said "the masculine urge to get pregnant." then stood there for a second before leaving silently.

[disso]

We should probably normalize not knowing information about your system like what an alter's role is, total alter count, who is fronting, etc, since that is actually very normal.

[cosmicjoke]

I just had this amazing watercolor piece commissioned by an incredible artist named Hector Trunnec out of Spain. This is by far the coolest thing I own, and such a beautiful interpretation of Levi. It's better than all of my statues, lol. If I could only keep one piece, it would be this, for sure. I'll have it framed up pretty soon and will post more pictures once I do.

[caspercryptid]

Not so secretly, sometimes!

The figure of christ hangs over even those of us who aren't Christian sometimes, I fear— we'll take on everything so no one else has to, we'll lay on the grenade and wait, we'll drink all the poison at the table and when we die it'll be gone, the sin will be absolved.

But we're more like fish— we suffer, we poison ourselves, we fill our bodies with it, and if we die before our time the poison is still there, leaking into the water. Our friends suffer too, everyone who eats of our body and drinks of the blood. Listen, we need to protect ourselves to protect each other. We need to love ourselves to love each other. It's hard but it's true.

I wonder if you feel alone like I feel alone— there are so many open doors but we lay down on the floor, don't we? We don't go back to our parents' house, we don't call our friends, we watch the shadows on the ceiling move slow. I'm tired. Are you tired? If you lived next door I'd be in your arms or crawling into your bed, but you don't live next door, you're so far away. Our lovers and our friends, in this age of disconnection, where the more hands we hold the more we realize we need the warmth of those palms the most when we don't have it.

Community will save us but it's so hard to go outside, it's so cold today, isn't it? Tomorrow won't be warmer, I'm sorry. It's coming. The spring is coming. We should take the winter to rest and in the spring I'll be at your door and in your arms and we'll fight this together. We won't go down quiet, we won't go down at all, because you are loved and I am loved and we will be a wall, my love, our lovers and our friends, and we aren't alone, even now, even in this quiet, even on the floor. If I cried out someone would come for me, and I'm listening for the cries of my neighbors.

We aren't alone. And I love you.

[narcissisticnugget]

guys i’m getting deja vu!!