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[trans-axolotl]

one of the reasons it's really hard for a lot of intersex people when intersex topics are on the news cycle is because the public's reaction reveals how little anyone knows or cares about intersex people, including people who call themselves our allies. almost every time intersex topics are trending, the discourse surrounding them is filled with misinformation. people who only learned today what the word intersex means jump into conversations and act like an authority. endosex/dyadic/perisex people get tripped up over things that are basically intersex 101, with tons of endosex people incorrectly arguing about the definition of intersex, who "counts," DSD terminology, and so much more. i've seen multiple endosex people say today that they've been "warning intersex people" and that we should have known that transphobia would catch up with us eventually, which is an absolutely absurd thing to say given the fact that consistently over the past ten years, it has often been intersex people sounding the alarm on sex-testing policies and also the fact that many, many intersex people are also trans, and already are facing the impacts of transphobia. there is an absolute failure from the general public to take intersex identity seriously; people seem not even able to fathom that intersex people have a community, history, and our own political resources. instead, endosex people somehow seem to think they're helping by bringing up half-remembered information from their high school biology class which usually isn't even relevant at all.

and this frustrates me so fucking much. not because i want to deny the impacts of transphobic oppression--i'm a trans intersex person, trust me when i say i am intimately aware of transphobia. this frustrates me because there is no way we can achieve collective liberation if our "allies" fail to even engage with basic intersex topics and are seemingly unaware of the many forms of intersex oppression that we are already facing every fucking day. if you are not aware of compulsory dyadism, if you are not aware of interphobia, if you are not aware of the many different ways that intersex people are directly and often violently targeted--how the fuck do you think we're going to dismantle all of these systems of oppression?

if you were truly an intersex ally, you would already KNOW that this is not new, and would not be surprised--interphobia in sports has been going on for decades. you would know that we do have a community, an identity, a history--you would have already read/listened/watched to intersex resources that give you the background information you need for allyship. you would know that although there is a really distinct lack of resources and political education, that intersex people ARE developing a political understanding of ourselves and our oppression--Cripping Intersex by Celeste Orr and their framework of compulsory dyadism is one example of how we're theorizing our oppression. It's absolutely fucking wild to me how few people I've seen actually use words like "interphobia" "intersexism" "compulsory dyadism" or "intersex oppression"--endosex people are seemingly incapable of recognizing that there is already an entrenched system of oppression towards intersex people that violently reshapes our bodies, restricts our autonomy, and attempts to eradicate intersex through a variety of medical and legal means.

you cannot treat intersex people like an afterthought. not just because we're meaningful parts of your community and deserving of solidarity, but also because intersex oppression impacts everyone!!! especially trans community--trans people will not be free until intersex people are free, so much of transphobia is shaped by compulsory dyadism, the mythical sex binary, all these ideas of enforced "biological sex" that are just as fake as the gender binary.

it makes me absolutely fucking livid every time this shit happens because it becomes so abundantly clear to me how little the average endosex person knows about intersex issues and also how little the average endosex person cares about changing that. i don't know what to say to get you to care, to get you to change that, but we fucking need it to happen and i, personally, am tired of constantly being grateful when i meet an endosex person who knows the bare minimum. i think we have a right to expect better and to demand that if you're going to call yourself our ally, you actually fucking listen to us when we tell you what that means.

okay for endosex people to reblog.

[hunihimig]

Windbreaker Art trade with @officialmiintee 🌱🍓🐈

cutting classes to pet cats

post-patrol cooldown with kitties!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Your beats make me sick

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[socksonat3am]

In the days after

I dunno what i wanna do with this. I’ve had it for a while but it needs...more.

Anyways, enjoy this little blerby thing i made but haven’t touched for a while. I technically have more but idk what i wanna do with it.

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“<They are not warriors. They are children. Your children.>”

“<Oh yeah? Why don’t you tell that to the sky people who won’t think twice when they’re shooting at them!>”

It was another one of those nights. Neteyam’s death had only brought more of them. The mourning was long and hard. It weighed heavily in Neytiri’s heart. The mere thought of him made her hand raise up to the necklace she had taken from his lifeless body. His spirit was with Eywa and his body placed with the ancestors of the Metkayina, his song cord finished, but this little piece of him she couldn’t let go. Under her fingertips the cold beads only reminded her of the hurt she suffered that day.

“<Then what was the point in running away?! If they are just going to follow us and our children still aren’t safe? I trusted you. I put my trust in you Jake, and nothing you promised has come true! I do not know if my clan is safe. Our family is not safe. Our first-born son should be proof enough of that!>”

“<I did everything I could to protect this family! I gave up everything! You aren’t the only one hurting Neytiri. I lost a son too!>”

“<You gave up everything? I lost my father to the sky people. I lost my sister. I lost Seze. I lost my home, twice. Jake. I have been made to flee from my home when I wanted to fight. You gave up everything? I have lost so much and yet I continue to lose. You have given me much Jake Sully, but you have also taken much more than you can imagine.>”

“<What do you want from me Neytiri?!>”

“<I want my family to be safe and protected! Which you cannot seem to do!>”

Jake didn’t seem to react to the venom in Neytiri’s words. He froze for a moment before the eyes that bore down into her own faltered for a moment while hers remained steadfast in their gaze. She felt scorned. And she did not regret her statements. Not yet at least. The realization and pain would only hit after she had enough time to think about it and reflect. He was the father of her children after all. She loved Jake. But she was so angry with him. How could you forgive someone who has done such horrible things to you? How could you not forgive someone who has blessed you with so much? Stones would be laid in her heart tonight when he didn’t return to their shared space.

He’d be back eventually, just like usual. Some nights it was Neytiri that left, others it was Jake. But they always came back to each other. She would apologize later but for now she sat down on the woven flooring and began tracing the patterns in it as an attempt to calm her mind. Her people were known for their weaving of textiles and fabrics but those were for an entirely different purpose than these suspended floorings and walkways. It reminded her of home. A home she may never be able to see again. The thought caused her eyes to drift towards the opening of the Mauri pod she and her family had been gifted to stay in.

[avicecaro]

now i don’t want to sound crazy ladies but do you think it might have lost steam because it literally no longer has even a vaguely defined purpose. it has no goals or ideals maybe. it feels empty and meaningless because it doesn’t actually stand for anything this time. an incompetent rapist won over an extremely qualified woman with no scandals to her name, and they decided it wasn’t the time to organize against misogyny maybe. do you guys have any demands or

[ariadne-mouse]

god Arcane S2 is so good. I love not knowing any of the source material, because I'm just consuming the story as it is - with absolutely exquisite visuals and beautifully orchestrated emotional arcs. The ending had me legit crying and loved every moment of it.

[anna-scribbles]

chapter cards for thirteen: november - april

read on ao3

[theokusgallery]

I really like this human design doodle for some reason so I'm posting it separately too

[rosykims]

nothing is more sacred and healing than being a dragon age fan who doesnt hate a single companion in any of the titles. cannot recommend it enough honestly. its all neutral and up over here. i see the opinions and i permit them to pass over me and through me. and when they have gone past i will turn the inner eye to see its path. where the opinions have gone there will be nothing. only i will remain

[adastra121]

I thought of something. So we know that Vere has a longer lifespan than the average human, right?

A snapshot several decades later — the larger part of a century, really — Vere looks pretty much the same as he did the day you met. Maybe he’s wearing his hair differently nowadays, faint crow’s feet and smile lines finally beginning to show on his face but aside from that, he is mostly unchanged in appearance. He walks through the halls of a place he’s called home for…a long time now. There’s the broken lute neither of you ever got around to throwing out from when you first tried your hand at replicating the music of his favourite Hightown lutist. Cupboards and drawers filled with his art supplies, your gloves, rolls of spare linen he’s swiped from the Lowtown clinic ages ago. The walls are adorned with his best drawings — many of them are safely kept in his sketchbooks, but there are many he’s proud enough to display in the open. Several of them are portraits of you over the years. He can’t find it in himself to take them down yet. There are so many other memories, relics of the love the two of you have shared over the years strewn throughout your home.

He makes his way to the kitchen where his fruit oolong tea has been cooling on the counter and begins to whip up a new monstrosity of a meal. His neck and chest are bare from the collar and harness that has been forcibly imposed onto him a century ago. Actually, only one thing adorns his neck now — a necklace fashioned from the ribbon in your handfasting ceremony. You made it into a necklace for your first anniversary together. He hasn’t taken it off all this time. Still fiddles with it when deep in thought, a habit that carried over from his years in chains.

Sometimes he finds it deeply unjust that he’s lived more years in chains than he’s lived with you — his anger and bloodlust briefly soothed with the knowledge that eventually…the years he’s spent in hell will be surpassed by the number of years he’s spent loving you.

[saltpepperbeard]

thinking about these 21 frames btw. if you even care.

[dollypopup]

hi, I'm sorry, but I'm freaking out because what do you MEAN someone bookbinded my fic if i'm butter (then she's a hot knife) and it's BEAUTIFUL!? and it's MASTERFUL? and it's making me CRY!?

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gaze upon the absolute thoughtfulness, creativity, and BEAUTY of this bookbinding! the siblings represented as the tablespoons of butter? the net weight being the word count? the 'Penelope is 24, and this love' quote from the last chapter? the grade being the rating? the yellow pages!!!! I am SOBBING this may be the most gorgeous artwork anyone has ever done for my work, and I'm just so humbled and gracious and floored over it. please give her some love because this is a masterful bookbinding.

[iknowicanbutwhy]

Corsets are fun! Frills are fun!

[holy--milk]

people be like "stop calling mxtx a genius, she's not even the best author in her particular niche",

and i'm like "but have you considered that i don't care if she's not objectively the best author as long as she's able to write characters and stories that make me go Insane for literal years?"

[elftwink]

to preface this post i am anti-advertising i think we should explode the entire industry but it's sooo funny when you people make posts like "and they don't even work!!" like. sorry to be the bearer of bad news but yes they do. that's why we have to put up with so many despite everyone hating them and thinking its annoying. because they actually work really well and make a shit load of money