#but all I have at this moment

[gumnut-logic]

Random at work

Oh, yay, I can see what I’m typing now.

Anyway, random scene during break at work. Not proofed and rough as hell. And yeah, I’m mean.

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A hand brushed his forehead and drew damp hair out of his eyes.

“Virgil.”

He knew he had to open his eyes but he was ever so tired.

“Virgil? C’mon, big bro, I need you for this.”

The ‘big bro’ rattled down his spine and triggered long worked reflexes. His eyes shot open to find Gordon staring down at him. “Fish?”

“Heey, Virg, knew you couldn’t resist a big brother moment. How are you feeling?” Gordon was grinning, but there was a edge to his expression and worry in the wrinkles around his eyes.

When did Gordon get wrinkles?

The grin turned into a frown and his little brother reached out again, brushing fingers across Virgil’s cheek. “Virg? You with me?”

Umm…

Water was lapping somewhere, but all Virgil could see was a halo of blue sky around Gordon. His brother was in his uniform, eye scarring yellow on blue.

But there was a tear in that blue material…with red staining…

“Whoa! Virg stay still!” Strong hands grabbed him, and it was just as well as the world was anything but still, swimming drunkenly around his head.

Oh, god, his head…

He curled into a ball, holding his head between his arms. Ow and urgh and…his stomach lurched. His groan vibrated his teeth.

“Okay, you’re going to sit here and you’re not going to move, you hear me?” Gordon had shoved himself between Virgil and whatever hard surface was beneath them.

“You’re…” A cough that was almost solid. “…injured.”

“Aww, hell, Virg, I’m fine.” That hand had returned to stroking his hair. He focussed on the movement, desperate to calm his stomach. “It was you who did the heroics this time.”

Virgil’s eyes were still screwed shut. He tried to remember what the hell had led up to this moment, but came up completely blank.

Panic did not help his stomach at all.

“Virgil, calm down. I can’t believe I have to say that to you.” The hand in his hair was rhythmic, almost hypnotic. “Take a breath. We’re fine. I’m fine. You’ve seen better days, but Scott’s on his way. We’re fine.”

The mention of their big brother was the key to everything. Scott was coming. Scott would know what to do. Scott would look after Gordy.

Scott…

“Virgil?”

God, his head hurt.

“Virgil? No passing out on me. You’ve done your quota for the day.”

“Gords?”

“Oh, thank god. You stay with me, you hear? We’ll be out of here in no time. Scott’s breaking speed records as we speak.

Scott was always breaking speed records. He never listened. Always had to go faster…

“Where are we?”

“North Pacific.”

“Why?”

“Landslide.”

It was obvious Gordon wasn’t willing to give him any further detail. Why was the next question, but he had used up what little energy he had just asking those few.

His world continued to move and it was only then he realised it wasn’t his head…though his head was far from appreciating it at all.

“Water?”

“We’re safe. Four’s inflatable. Scott will be here any minute. Rest, Virgil.”

Why?

That hand was in his hair.

Hypnotic.

Scott was coming.

Coming.

-o-o-o-

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[sleepygaymerdisease]

[ayo-edebiri]

[mroddmod]

don't be weepy sleepy puppies

[endusviolence]

Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.

[chloesimaginationthings]

This isn’t Gregory and Cassie’s first meet in FNAF..

[velvetwyrme]

aHhh okay so the discussions of Titan!Megatron on @callsign-relic's blog have fully. FULLY taken over my brain and ive been drawing stuff for it for like the last few days nonstop

the tl;dr of this is AU is pretty much "what if Megatron got turned into a titan/cityformer as a form of penance/imprisonment and now roams the empty wasteland of Cybertron forever" plus "IDW Megatron has really fucked up internals so... what if that, but as a City?"

and of course since he's a Titan, that also means he has a cityspeaker... or three. One per sub-AU thing. Theres 3 options. 3 flavours of AU.

i have so much art to make. but in the meantime, for more info! check out the #titan au tag on Relic's blog :]!! (also uhh potential ns//fw warning for the link shfjbdkd)

Hi. My battery is running out once again so design and art notes get chucked here instead of an image.

The cuffs and collar are hardwired into Megatron, so I made the lights the same colour as his biolights!

I imagine that on the tops of his shoulders there are solar panels, even if you can't see them here lol.

I really wanted to keep the swirly bits on Megatron's chest from IDW

Other art notes:

The second picture with the seekers is (loosely) inspired by a discussion about whether or not Megatron gets visitors or not. I thought about who would visit him and well... I think this is as close as Starscream realistically gets to visiting him.

Extra detail about that piece is that Thundercracker and Skywarp are keeping watch from above! Also drawing Megatron took me like 8 hours because I was struggling with his legs really badly kshffkbfkdsbdk,, the background went much faster, funnily enough.

Optimus specifically isn't wearing his Autobot badge any more.

This isn't relevant in this series of images, but Ultra Magnus's eye markings are only on the Magnus armour. His other two forms do not have them :] (... until he begins to discard the armour, that is.)

Megatron is roughly 3200m/2 miles tall. Technically he could have clouds around his knees, but I thought this looked a little bit cooler lol.

Also, height chart! Him big. I didn't even attempt to put a human for scale because that'd be. near impossible with this scale.

[egophiliac]

everyone out of the way, this is the only thing I'm going to be thinking about from now on.

(okay, there is one more thing)

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[tealvenetianmask]

Blitz is going to be the death of me.

Right before the crystal, when he thinks that Stolas is really breaking up with him, he straight up begs.

"Stolas, please, I need this book. Please."

Uh huh the book . . .

"I need this book, Stolas. I will do anything.

Looking down (maybe telling himself, "I knew this was coming eventually") and then looking up, trying not to cry.

Despite . . . his everything here, I'm pretty scared that half the audience will think this is really about the book, and I'm not ready for the bad takes yet.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[ruushes]

still endlessly indecisive abt my datv worldstate bc ive played these games too many times and have too many ocs now but ive seen a lot of people drawing their worldstate characters and i wanted to too lol so here’s my tentative pick

fantastic templates are by marianchurchland ❤️❤️💕

[mearchy]

The best fics are the ones that recognize that although Luke Skywalker may APPEAR on the outside to be a normal friendly twink who happens to have cool powers, especially when contrasted with such ship partners as Boba or Din or even Han, he is arguably the scariest person alive in the galaxy around the prequel era. AND, crucially, he is also a fundamentally weird guy. This man was homeschooled on a rural farm his entire life and then apprenticed to a swamp gremlin who showed him how to tap into the cosmic power of the universe. He blew up the death star age 19, killing approx 2 million-ish Imperials. He is a vortex of Force power that can communicate with the ghosts of dead Jedi. He’s staring into the distance and mumbling to himself and doing Yoda aphorisms and casually pulling out the “yeah I could crush that guy into a paste with my mind (:” and nobody around him knows what to do with that. I think he is a character who has very little frame of reference for how a Jedi or a person in general is supposed to act and there is some thing about him that is by necessity really fucking weird and a little scary but he’s so nice that it can throw you off the scent a little bit. Thanks for coming to my TED talk

[hinamie]

i'm exactly as normal about him as I thought I'd be

[milkcurdles]

Been reading too much 7 year gap fics …