#ignore the rabies pride flag

[passioninblue]

I'll be loud and proud 'till the cows come home

(Happy pride!!!! I really really loved the cow pride flag design from @razzytism , so I'm repping these colors for EVER)

Drawn by my Fiancé @runby2 💜

[furfag-skunkpup]

🐾 Intro Post 🐾

I’m Rotty (It/Its)

This is my side blog where I reblog flags that I feel apply to me in some way or another. This won’t be limited to queer/gender identities and will also include my disability, kink, nonhuman and paraphilic identities as well.

While I don’t think being disabled, kinky, nonhuman or a paraphile inherently makes you queer, for me these things are heavily linked and I will celebrate them all the same.

I am radinclus and believe you should be allowed to identify however you please.

I ignore all DNIs, if i reblog something that has DNIs it doesn’t necessarily mean I agree. If you don’t like or agree with me in some way then please just block me, take initiative in curating your online space! (Also if you make a label/flag you don’t get to decide who it resonates with it)

Here are my main flags:

(Also the Rabies Pride flag and Autistic Flag I couldn’t include due to mobile posting limits)

My personal Paraphile Flag (3rd pic) Is a representation of all my paraphilic attractions not all of which I’m comfortable publicly talking about so please don’t use it for yourself. (although I do encourage you to make your own)

If you would like to see my art I am goreinkz most places, here’s my strawpage:

[daily-mizuki-water]

NOT TETANUS!! NOT TETANUS I MEANT TINNITUS..... im vaccinated i swear (ignore my rabies pride flag banner guys trust me)

hello!! more shizuku vitamins for you? the effects should be kicking in by now..

today is:

I’m Not Just Anyone, I’m “Me” (Trained) from the My Color! event

[slugswarriorsdesigns]

Pride month 2022- commissions and icons

Hey everyone, I'm still not doing well at all (doing the worst I ever have, to be fair) but just like last year I want to give back to the community. Especially since one of the reasons I got assaulted was due to my gender identity.

Both commissions and icons may take longer than usual because of this, so I am going to be accepting them in advance so I don't have to do them all in a single month

THE FIRST WAVE OF ICONS OPENS NOW.

Wave 1: 17/18

1) Icons

Requests for canon characters are open in waves. Each wave I'll accept up to 18 requests. Please PLEASE check the tag #pride icons on my blog to check if there already is an icon with the flag(s) you want.

Be respectful; I really mean canon only. I know the price for commissions is higher than usual but I need money and commissions are harder than ever for me to do. Up to three flags per icon but two is better (because of visibility)

One character per icon

Only in my style, of course

Up to three requests per ask

Requests are done via ASK or REPLIES to this post.

Requests done when waves are closed are deleted / ignored. Keep an eye on my profile to check if there's a wave open or not

Flag rules below!

No joke flags (rabies stuff, etc)

Only gender/sexuality (including romantic attraction ofc) flags

If there are more flags, SPECIFY WHICH

I will default to the new / sunset lesbian flag. Gay will default to the rainbow flag.

If it's a very unknown identity, please include a link or picture of the flag, or a description of the colors IN ORDER.

2) Commissions

Want a pride icon of your own character? I'll be opening limited slots for some pride icon commissions

€20 each for a headshot in the same style as the pride icons. Up to three flags in the background (but two looks better/is more recognizable)

One character per icon

Doesn't have to be a cat, can even be anthro/furry.

Flat colors only. Cat designs may be "translated" to semi-realism just like the warrior cats icons, or may stay stylized (other species stylized only)

I know it's a bit more expensive than you're used to but I kinda really need money

Only 5 slots for now, may open more

Same flag rules apply as those for the pride icons.

All other commission rules apply. Check slugswarriorsdesigns.tumblr.com/commissions for more info

Inquiries via DM

Slots:

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[snoopyfan123]

hi rafaellllllll what is the flag on ur icon o.o sorry for being an ignorant old woman 😔

JSHJSJSJJS well It’s rabies pride ,,, my friend Leon made it with edge on it .

[official-darkforest]

hey i noticed that you used the incorrect rabies pride flag. the proper one has a red flag in the middle with two white stripes around it to look like a mouth. i’m not the anon who sent the request to feel free to ignore this uwu (((((this is a joke. plz don’t come after me))))

[joshies-blog1]

im sorry if this isnt like rebloggable or you didnt want any debate(ignore or ask me to delete if so) but i thought as someone who is a transmed i could kinda hit some of ur points here??? just tryna be respectful tho :o) sorry this is long hehe

1) we dont try to be what cis people expect of us, instead binary trans people try to pass as the gender they desire to be because it helps calm our dysphoria. like id love to be able to wear skinny jeans, but because of my dysphoria saying my thighs are fat, and that i look like a lesbian, i wont wear them. another example might be a trans woman not wanting to wear tights/leggings until after bottom surgery because it could show off what they dont want(nicest way to put it)

2) there are truscum/transmed trans women too, and nonbinary people, and cis people. i dont remember urls very well but the creator of the ADNB(actually dysphoric nonbinary) flag is nonbinary, Blaire White and Miss London are trans women. every tucute ive seen absolutely hates the idea of cis people being transmeds, but i believe people who actually understand the struggle of being born in the wrong body are good people. i rather my therapist and doctors be transmedicalists too because that means ill be treated for my gender dysphoria. with this push that "you dont need dysphoria to be trans" doctors and the APA are now trying to agree. this will hurt everyone that is trans, or think they might be trans. someone who doesnt have dysphoria but thinks theyre trans shouldnt be given hormones, their 'brain map' is comfortable with their body and hormones change your body. so theyd become uncomfortable because their brain isnt seeing their body in the way it was comfortable as.

3) ok i cant say "none of us are rejecting any of that" because we have some bad eggs in the bunch. ive never seen someone be racist about black trans people tbh? thats not right. but feminine =/= female. what we're against is something like a "trans guy" who presents female. take Rin/gothfruits on instagram. they call themselves a nonbinary male, presents entirely female, and claims when they tried looking masculine it made them uncomfortable. if they start testosterone then theyll become uncomfortable because they dont have dysphoria. personally, i think theyre only saying their trans/gay because to them its a game, when i honestly only see a straight couple and a girl. but other people would say theyre doing it for the attention, because in todays day, a "queer" person who likes makeup is more likely to get a following than a girl who likes makeup. I think Kalvin Garrah's newer video hits better points about that than what i can say. and yeah, not everyone hates nonbinary people. most people respect nonbinary people, but dont believe in like 76 genders or queerfluid and think "its/it" pronouns are dehumanizing. they/them are very respectable pronouns and i personally believe that nonbinary/agender is totally valid. i can 100% believe in an atypical dysphoria that causes you to not want any sex organ or be in an androgynous body or form. idk here

4) the white stripe means nothing. a flag means nothing about the reality of something. take the "rabies pride flag" just because it was made doesnt mean anyone has "rabies pride". the "pedo pride flag" doesnt mean that pedophilia is right. a design truly means nothing unless its important to you. the gay flag is important to the lgbt community because it kinda just brings us together. but it was still made by someone it didnt suddenly exist because gay people exist.

uhhhh this was probably awful im so so so sorry if its difficult to read or if u didnt wanna read bc "ew dirty trscum fuck off", i just wanna be respectable here <333 hh oof

Sometimes i feel really bad for trusum because it seems they’re trying really hard for cis people to except them. By being the binary man by being what they think cis people want trans people to be. Also is it just me or are truscum all trans men ?? I dont think ive ever seen a trans woman be a truscum. But by them rejecting femminnie, fat, nonbinary, and anything that doesnt fit their ideal of binarilism of trans it really sets back trans people :-/ Like they say they’re only two genders but then whats the white in the trans flag ? Was that stripe for nonbinary people fake and made up ? Or have we just been wrong for years and not existed for years

anyways its 9am im tired and have smth to say

[annamcnuff]

Cycling Southbound From Seattle

Well, if this week isn’t proof that every cloud has a silver lining, I’m not sure what is. Turns out when you roll with the punches, whilst flying by the seat of your pants and taking every day as it comes - good sh*t happens. Enough cheesy cliches for you? How about we throw in always looking on the bright side of life? Okay, that’ll do. Onto the story of a week of going it alone, and a knee injury detour …

SEATTLE

“So Anna, what do you know about Seattle?” my first host asked. I took a deep breath. “Well. (sod it, in for a penny) … I’ve watched a lot of Fraiser, and 10 Things I Hate About You is my favourite film.” I exhaled. How did I do? Terribly. Actually Seattle isn’t too far from how I imagined it. Great downtown, stunning skyline and an abundance of waterfront restaurants serving up the days catch. There are some added extras too - friendly neighbourhoods, beaches with killer sunsets and, for the cycle geek in all of us, extensive and impressive bike trails. Riding on them I had that ‘legal alien’ feeling - when you’re clearly not following the unspoken rules and play, and think a local is going to stop at any second and scream “TOURIST!” in your face.

THE REAL AMERICA?

Anyone who knows me will attest that I’m terrible at 'not doing’. I really do hate sodding rest. So after 2 days in Seattle, with the knee still feeling a wee bit cheeky, I decided it was time to roll out again. The new twist being that Lydia had gone on down the coast, and I was going it alone inland.

Heading South through Washington, I got my first glimpse at a bit of real America. I say 'real’ and I mean where and how huge proportion of the population actually live. Not in cities, or even suburbs, but smack bang out in the countryside. I was struck by the contrast on display. Some houses were immaculate. Beautifully kept lawns, neatly finished paintwork, fenced off fields and flower beds that’d make Alan Titchmarsh’s eyes water. The rest were a polar opposite. There were yards filled with odd trinkets, upturned faded tricycles, rusty caravans, and battered American flags flapping limply at the end of driveways. My initial reaction was that these weren’t the kind of houses that I’d go to in search of a cup of sugar. I’ve no doubt they’re full of lovely people, but call it movie brainwashing, or plain ignorance on my part - these were the types of houses from which someone would emerge wielding a shotgun, any minute…. now. The barking rabies esc dogs outside many of them didn’t do much to dispel my beliefs either.

WASHINGTON’S BEEF

As I pedalled South, through misty mountain passes to more open plains, it became clear that 'we’ had a problem. Washington didn’t want me to leave (it happens). Rather than expressing this through a sensible State-to-Woman conversation, it decided to throw anything and everything in my path. It dispatched a Devil dog to chase me - the type of chasing where you’re forced on to the other side of the road to avoid snarling jaws at your ankles. It summoned magical forces to split my front tyre - thank goodness for gaffa tape and an old toothpaste tube. And lastly, it landed a rather long 20% hill in my path. Normally tricky, but when you only have one truly functioning leg and you’re riding unclipped on flat plastic pedals with a 20kg load - double tricky.

PORTLAND

At long last I made it within sight of the Oregon border. Excellent, I thought, I just need to nip into the city now. Fool. Although it may be the bicycle capital of the US, Portland is a not a city designed go be cycled into. In fact, I’m wondering whether any city in the US Is going to be. I’ll report back on that one. With 8 bridges and 3 highways it’s officially the room of requirement - getting in is an absolute frigging nightmare, but make it to the other side and there lies everything you ever dreamed of.

I was only there for 2 days and I fell a little bit in love with the place. Possibly something to do with my hosts being the nicest people on the planet, and the iconic 'Cyclepedia’ exhibition happening to be in town, but there was more to it than that. The neighbourhoods are a melting pot of funky bars, bijou art galleries and bustling markets. It has the feel of a movie set, and everyone just looks …. happy. To top it off, Portland is a city that prides itself on beer, bikes and coffee. Win. Win. Win.

THE WELL OF KINDNESS

Time for McNuff’s reflection of the week (yes I just referred to myself in the 3rd person, no don’t try this at home). Being alone this week, the thing that’s struck me most is how much you rely on the kindness of complete strangers to skip your days along. In my head this manifests as a little well. So long as the level of lovely-jubly-ness in that there well is enough for me to dip my big ole bucket in when times get tough - then I think I’ll always be just grand. On Wednesday it was Cindy at the gas station - I went in to buy a can of beans, and left with a big hug and spare matches. On Thursday it was the family who let me camp in their back garden, after the campsite I was headed to turned out to be some kind of serial killer looking commune. On Friday it was the construction workers who stopped the massive machines to let me through a closed road, and saved me a 30 mile detour. And on Saturday it was Wiley, selling tickets outside the soccer stadium and promising to throw in a prayer for me - the more the merrier I told him.

To be honest at the moment my well is a little full. I think might have to rent a reserve well this week.

The knee is holding up, and after some softly softly rehab, I’m back to 75+ mile days in the saddle. So I’ve made the call to get back on my original West Coast route to San Francisco (wahooo!). I hear that Golden Gate Bridge is a callin’ and I cannot wait to meet it…

For those of you who fancy a few more photos - Flickr is up to date here

Until next week - Adios Amigos