#posting my old drafts!!

[scroofy-was-here]

mike wheeler better kiss will byers or I'm putting on my mike wheeler skin suit and doing it myself

[imjusthella-gay]

to be taking a bath with a girl and playing with her tits and kissing her neck. hearing how she falls apart from my touch. maybe my hand will slip under the water and play with her clit just so i can hear her moans echo off the bathroom walls, who knows.

[snarkspawn]

quick redraw of a super old thing from ages ago

[cozylittleartblog]

New Family Speedrun 00:09.12 (World Record Not Clickbait???)

[communistkenobi]

I believe it was the work of legal scholar Florence Ashley where I first encountered this term (it might have also been Serano), but I’m becoming more and more committed to saying “degender” as opposed to “misgender.” like I think the term ‘misgender’ fails to properly identify the mechanism behind the process it describes: misgendering is not an act of attributing the wrong gender characteristics to a trans person, it is an act of dehumanisation. I think the term ‘misgender’ especially gives people much easier rhetorical cover to argue that trans women are hurt by misandry by being ‘mislabeled as men,’ or that they are in fact ‘actually men’ and benefit from male privilege, because the (incorrect) assumption underlying this is that when trans women are ‘misgendered’ they are being treated like men - to follow this line of thinking to its natural conclusion, this denies the existence of transmisogyny altogether, because any ‘misgendering’ of trans women is done only with the intent, conscious or otherwise, to inscribe the social position (and the privileges this position affords) of men onto them, as opposed to stripping them of their womanhood (and thus, their humanity).

The term degendering, however, I think more accurately describes this dehumanising process. Pulling from the work of both Judith Butler and Maria Lugones, gender mediates access to personhood - Lugones says in the Coloniality of Gender that in the colonial imaginary, animals have no gender, they only have (a) sex, and so who gets ‘sexed’ and who gets ‘gendered’ is a matter of who counts as human. She describes this gendering process as fundamentally colonial and emerging as a colonial technology of power - who is gendered is who gets to be considered human, and so the construction of binary sex is a way of ‘speciating’ or rendering non-human the Indigenous and African people of colonized America, justifying and systematising the brutal use of their land and/or their labour until their death by equating them to animals. Sylvia Wynter likewise describes in 1492: A New World View that a popular term used by Spanish colonizers to describe the indigenous people was “heads of Indian men and women,” as in heads of cattle. By the same token, white men are granted the high status of human, worthy of governance, wealth, and knowledge production, and white women are afforded the subordinate though still very high responsibility of reproducing these men by raising and educating children. Appeals to a person’s sex as something more real, more obvious, or ‘poorly concealed’ by their gender is to deny them their gender outright, and therefore is a mechanism to render them non-human. Likewise, for Butler, gender produces the human subject - to be outside gender is to be considered “unthinkable” as a human being, a being in “unliveable” space.

Therefore the process of trans women going from women -> “male” is not “being gendered as a man,” it is being positioned as non-human. when people deny the gender of trans women, most especially trans women of colour, they invariably do this through reference to their genitals, to their ‘sex,’ as something inescapable, incapable of being concealed - again, this is not a process of rendering them as men, it is the exact opposite: it is a process of rendering them as non-human. there is not a misidentification process happening, they are not being “misgendered as men,” there is a de-identification of them as human beings. Hence, they are not misgendered, they are degendered, stripped of gender, stripped of their humanity

[normasshearer]

ROCK HUDSON & TONY RANDALL as Jerry Webster and Pete Ramsey in LOVER COME BACK (1961) dir. Delbert Mann

[fanaticalthings]

Masterlist of the Batfam Social Media AU posts

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Updated Oct 31, 2024

Pt. 1: The duality of man feat. Jason Todd & Damian Wayne

Pt. 2: Dick "The Firstborn" Grayson vs Jason "The Firstdead" Todd

Pt. 3: Gently used casket for sale :)

Pt. 4: Prince of Gotham "Bruh Wayne" aka "Father of 10+ mean children"

Pt. 5: Bruce Wayne is NOT Batman

Pt. 6: BREAKING NEWS: Lex Luthor BUYS Twitter??

Pt. 7: Just another night in Gotham

Pt. 8: God's strongest soldier (the oldest sibling)

Pt. 9: Bruce Wayne texts like a boomer

Pt. 10: Just Gothamtwt things

Pt. 11: Conspiracies in the family group chat

Bonus:

Jay + Roy texts

Jason "I swear I hate my dad" Todd

[hurkules]

One summer afternoon,

The two of you find yourselves in the living room with only your sweet hums and his slow, steady breaths filling the air. Your fingers run through Jason’s hair as he doses off in your lap. He intended to only rest his eyes for a minute but nearly an hour had passed.

“It’s your fault,” he grumbled when he finally came to. A slow smile creeps on his face as he sits up to kiss you.

“You needed the rest. You can go back to sleep. I’ll be here.” You caress his cheek and kiss him back

“Mmh,” he moans into the kiss. “You’re spoiling me.” He laces your fingers together and put his head to yours. “You’re too sweet.”

“Go back to sleep.” You nudge your head gently against his.

He chuckles as he goes for your neck. “And if I don’t want to?” A soft kiss. “Maybe I want to be awake with you.”

“I’ll be here when you wake up. I promise.” You find your way into his hair and gently tug him away from you. “Sleep.”

“Careful,” he murmurs as he settles back down to follow your orders. Once he’s comfortable, you restart your humming and start your fingers to work.

“Too sweet,” he whispers as he drifts off. “I don’t deserve that.”

[jkvjimin]

standing next to you ♡

[nevertheless-moving]

thinking fondly of that star wars body swap au where 3/4 of the protagonists are experiencing relatively standard body swap shenanigans: bewildering friends and confounding authority figures, learning about each other and themselves, going outside their comfort zones. Meanwhile Cody’s just kindof writhing in eldritch horror inside of Anakin’s force-stitched-together-meatsuit.

Anakin (as Padme): “Man I can’t believe that Senator actually called me sweetheart, I can’t believe how patronizing these men are.”

Cody (as Anakin): [Scratching at his arm] “Yeah, that’s great. Uh, hey, quick question—why does my shadow keep turning into a death head mask?”

Anakin: “Huh? Oh, hey! Would you like at that! I haven’t looked at my shadow in years! It’s—it’s totally normal! I mean except for how it’s Padme—”

Cody: “This is—your shadow just always—does it ever...I mean when you’re around other people”

Anakin: [sucks in his breath through his teeth] “Did it kill someone else’s shadow? I hate when that happens”

Cody: [scratches arm harder, eyelid twitching] “This...happens often? What—why—”

Anakin: “I try not to think about it, ha! Anyway, have you tried smoothies since—[voice fades into high pitched static noise, distant sound of respirator breathing]

Cody: [scratches arm harder] (muttering under his breath): “don’t think about it. don’t think about it.”

Obi-Wan (as Cody): “There you two are—oh Anakin—I mean Cody, you’re bleeding! What happened?”

Cody: “I...misjudged the strength of the mech arm.”

Anakin: [gives thumbs up]

[farawaywiththefairies]

when i say older men i mean older men!!

[slavhew]

jakey + dirkjake sandwiched between my organic chem notes. a poem in there somewhere

[imjusthella-gay]

waking up your sleepy sub with delicate kisses along their neck, running your hands over their body as they wake up falling into your touch. seeing that look of desperation in their eyes, “someone woke up needy,” you whisper as you trail ur fingers down, right between their legs

[redvelvetbunny]

girls sleepover (the morning after)

[rachmcadams]

Donna Reed in From Here to Eternity (1953) dir. Fred Zinnemann

[tndo]

Bad day?