#this is my first story

[puppyeared]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[inbabylontheywept]

the house i grew up in was a little bit of a fixer upper. for the first 19 years, my dad just sort of slowly fixed it, but pretty early on in college, he came into a large amount of cash and decided to just do the whole thing at once. so he rented a different house for like, 2 months that was just a block down from us, and then got a bunch of contractors to fix original house ASAP. it was kind of crazy, but it compressed many years of work into like, three months.

the sitting in a new house for three months was actually pretty fun. and i shouldnt really complain at all (staying at home while in college is a sweet deal)

but.

but. my parents are fairly hard of hearing, and their bedroom in the old house was in the furthest possible annex from everyone else. wheras in the rental it was just in the middle of the house. so without going into details, i was extremely aware that my parents were having sex like, eight times a day. my dad had just retired and i guess they were celebrating, which is great i guess, having parents that really like each other is way better than the alternative, but also, it did make me envy their deafness. i kept headphones on for so long that year i got literal ear calluses.

at the same time, the house my buddy from the shoe incident grew up in flooded. turbo flooded. they burst like, two pipes at once and the damage was so severe they had to redo all the flooring and all the drywall. his family actually had homeowners insurance, which is either incredible or suspicious for a family that used the drained pool in their backyard to store rusty scrap metal. so insurance was handling the work, but in the meantime, they were crammed into a very small hotel room space. we did the math on it then, it averaged about 80 square feet a person.

so one day i got home, and i was chilling, and then six rolled around, and apparently six o'clock was sex o'clock because my parents decided to flex their cardio. i grabbed my headphones and prayed that god would do for me what he did for beethoven, but that failed to work, and then seven rolled around and my parents were still at it, which again, very impressive, but was pushing me to swap out judas for mozart in those prayers. there's a definitive point where you stop praying to be deaf and instead pray that god could take you to a nice field and pop you like a gore-balloon.

i was about five minutes away from that point when my friend called me and basically said i have been stuck in a 500 square foot space with 6 people and i didn't have many marbles to start but what few i had are gone. please. if we are friends, if we were ever friends, take me out of here just for a moment.

and i was still pretty mad at him, but i had pity on the poor guy. also helped that i was desperate to leave the house. so i drove the chickenshitmobile to the hotel and i picked him up, and then we did our normal hangout activity, which was go to food city and buy produce. his normal house was, on a good day, nasty, and his backyard was, as i stated before, mostly used to store mosquito larvae and rusty metal, so what we'd always done before was just walk to the grocery store a half block away and leer at vegetables.

so we did that and it was like old times again. they had some radishes that were expired, so i could buy like, literally an entire grocery bag of them for about $5. so i did. i really like radishes. he got a coconut because he liked fruit and beating things with hammers.

which probably would've been great except we didn't have a hammer, so instead we spent about 30 minutes stomping itike it owed us money. when it finally cracked we cheered like we just got the winning touchball at the superdome and then he ate some of the flesh, and i ate some of the radishes, and we admired the black, starless sky of the city before i took him back to his hotel room.

and then we got pulled over.

i forgot to turn my lights on because the street all around the food city was ludicrously well lit. so it went from being pretty bright, to pretty bright and flashy, then i pulled into a parking lot and a cop came to ask us for IDs which is where everything went to shit:

i’d forgotten my license at home. 

the cop was was actually kind of chill about it - he said he could get by with just an address. except i did not know my address. i hadn't memorized the new one yet. so i told the cop, my house is getting remodeled, i don't know my address right now. and then he went to my friend, and my friend said the exact same thing. house getting remodeled, staying somewhere else, no address, sowwwwwwy.

now the cop genuinely didn't know what to do. he went back to his car, and i was stressed that i was about to get into HUGE trouble so i started eating the radishes and my buddy started eating more of his coconut, and we actually managed to eat like a quarter of both before the cop came back. we ate enough produce that he could smell something weird in the air, and he asked what the smell was, and i said radishes, and my buddy said coconut, and the cop said which, and then we produced a large bag of droopy radishes and an absolutely brutalized coconut, and the cop was just like

so my buddy tried explaining how he was sharing a 500 square foot apartment with 6 people and wanted a fruit he could fight with power tools, and i tried explaining how i'd actually tried buying my parents like, board games and puzzles and stuff but nothing worked - the only thing my parents seemed to like doing right now was each other, and we both went on long enough and pathetically enough that the cop eventually went:

ok. stop.

and we stopped.

and he said do you know why i pulled you over?

and i said, because of my headlights, and my friend (who is hispanic) and the cop both looked at me like like i was the dumbest person in the entire world. and then the cop said no. that's why i'm allowed to pull you over. i checked your car because this neighborhood has a terrible sex trafficking problem, and i pull over every car i can to make sure no one is buying or selling sex. and you two are obviously doing neither. now i could give you, like, four tickets right now, but that would do nothing to make this area safer, so just turn your lights on, go home, drive safe, and try to be less stupid in the future.

and i said okay but i was thinking, you know, damn, this is just how i live man, i don't have a hidden third gear i can shift into. people can't just get smarter because it would be convenient. it's always convenient to be smart. i am literally trying my best.

but i didn't say anything because i was, slowly, learning how to filter what i said. instead i nodded and the cop left then i dropped my buddy off, and the last thing he said was said he owed me for responding to his SOS. I said he owed me for a lot of things, and he agreed that was true. then i drove home with my lights on, 5 under the speed limit, and arrived to a peaceful quiet home. I could’ve wept with relief but instead I went to bed.

the relief was short lived. i was woken up at 6 am by my parents. i swore, and then i prayed, and when i did not explode, i swore again. then i got up to make breakfast before my first class.

[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.

[coconutfuzzy]

Chapter 1: Am I Really Going To Do This?

Licea Looked Out Her Window With Bore.... She Just Couldn't Put Herself Too Sleep.

She Tried Counting, Breathing, Zoning Out and everything else but nothing seemed to work.

But Something Caught Her Eye.

A Cat And A Rabbit?

"How Peculiar?" She Questioned, She Wanted To Ignore It But Her Curiosity Got The Best Of Her.

She Turned Around Away From The Window.

"My Mind Just Playing Tricks On me" She Said As She Went To Sit On Her Bed.

And there she sat with her eyes closed debating with her mind.

"Stay Home And Try To Sleep"

"Go Out And see"

"Come On Licea Just Leave, You're Only Going To See A cat and rabbit.... Nothing Else, What's The Harm in that?"

"Licea I Think we Should stay home, you don't know what's out there and what If we get caught!"

"GO LICEA!"

"STAY LICEA!"

"GO!"

"STAY!"

They Started Yelling at her.

She went back to the window to see if they were still there.

And they were, she looked back at her bed and at the window once more.

Then she cracked her room door open and saw the guards sleeping as they rested up against the wall with staff in hand.

"I'll Just Go To See them, Then Come Back To Bed"

She Opened Her Closet And Got Her Coat Because It Was A Very Cold Night.

Once She Put It On, She Took A Breath In And Went To Open Her Door.

She Slipped Out The Door And Proceeded To Quietly Make Her Way Down The Hallway And Not Wake The Guards At The Same Time.

As She Made It To The Beginning Of The Stairs, She Stood And Thought.

"Am I Really Going To Do This?", She Looked Back At Her Cracked Door Then Back At The Stairs.

She Took Her Chances And Quietly Walked Down The Stairs, She Felt Adrenaline Pulp Through Her but She Didn't Know Why, All She Is Doing Is Going To Look A Cat And Rabbit.

After Awhile Of Her Being In Her Thoughts She realized she Made It To The Bottom Of The Castle Stairs.

And There She Stood In Front Of The Castle Doors.

"Am I Really Going To Do This?" She Questioned Herself Once More.

She Took A Deep Breath In And Opened The Doors And When The Whiff Of Air Hit Her She Let That Breath Go.

She Can't Remember The Last She Was Outside With A Guard Or Someone Watching Over Her.

She Looked Down And saw The cat and rabbit.

"Hello" She Me Greeted Them but they Ran The other way.

"Hey Wait!" She Yelled And Ran After Them As Well.

They Ran Into The Woods And She Seemed To Be Becoming Farther And Farther Away From Home But She Didn't Care To Notice.

They Running Finally Comes To A Stop When She Reached A Hole In The Ground, The Cat And Bunny Stopped Directly In Front Of It And Looked At Her.

"Why Have You Lead Me Here?" She Asked, They Said Nothing nor did any gesture.

But Turned Around And Jumped In The Hole.

She Gasped And Looked Down Hole And Saw Darkness.

Something Told Her To Turn Back And Go Home, While The Other Said Said Jump.

She Looked Behind And Saw Nothing But Trees.

She Turned Back To The Hole Took And took a Deep Breath In.

"I Got Nothing To Lose"

She Said As She Let Herself Fall Forward.

[iwasbored777]

We're not appreciating the Weird Barbie enough. It's said in the movie that she helps everyone who need help while they always see her as someone who's not as good as them. She was friends with all dismissed Barbies and Kens, was there to offer support and safe shelter for everyone who needed it in Kendom, without her nothing in the movie would've been alright. When Stereotypical Barbie calls her "ugly and unwanted" she still helps her.

She was representing a woman in women's world who was pushed aside by other women because she didn't fit in but still had more wisdom and kindness than everyone who thought they're better than her.

[iwasboredsoimadethese]

5:00 am

Getting out of bed yozel was dead tired she hadn’t gotten any sleep, sleeping was getting harder and harder for her everytime. she would close her eyes and she would hear the sirens of the ambulance and feel the eyes of everyone as they looked at her, she wondered if she had come home a little earlier, it would’ve been her in the ambulance and not her-

Drip

Drip

Drip

She was crying. Yozel was a strong woman nothing got to her she was brave and showed no emotion, she sat there on her bed wiping her face, She had not time for crying after all it was her first day.

Entering the Cafe yozel looked around, it was empty. As she walked up to the counter emerald eyes widened as she took a step back, a man about 40, average height, and a bit hefty popped out of nowhere.

“HELLO THERE! Sorry to frightened you there but we seem to be closed at the moment!,”

He was jolly and loud…yozel wasn’t a big fan.

“Sorry to interrupt..but I’m here for the job, we spoke on the phone..”

All she could was mutter, yozel was a bit taken aback it was about 6:00 am and he was energetic as if he was still 25.

“Oh yozel! Nice to finally meet you!”

“It’s nice to finally meet you Mr. River…”

“Please! Call me Eric,”

God he was loud.

“Well Mr. River I came in early like you asked, I doubt you have forgotten,”

“….yeah! Of course not!”

He had forgotten. Yozep let out a sigh this was going to be a long day.

____________

GUYS SO UM SORRY IF ITS SHITTY THIS IS MY FIRST TIME 😭

[ruporas]

trigunned the hades or hadesed the trigun (id in alt)

[silentsockfeet]

the fact that the vi vs jinx fight was foretold from the beginning. the fact that the opening credits ends with their fight immortalized in stone, so that every episode you watch is a reminder of the immutable truth of it. the fact that every moment is building to this, that the show will culminate in this. this was always going to happen, they told us this from the beginning, and nothing anyone could do will ever change that.

[egophiliac]

tsum events really are just the best, huh

[fumifooms]

Omg guys he just genuinely likes bugs and mollusks and critters 😭💘💔 Forced to noble when he just wanna crouch and watch things skitter in the dirt…

[pomidaea]

Thank you encyclopedia

[caffichai]

More art for Coldshot's Called Shot by my friend @fishing-lesbian-catgirl! If you like spicy content, go give it a read!

The final piece, at least for now! Somehow I did these in reverse chronological order, but I guess it worked out in the end

Hey, if you're here, check this out!

[drenched-in-sunlight]

i love the DLC man

[seawaveleo]

360!!!

[and-corn]

[reunitedinterlude]

dan pushing phil up hills (2024 // 2016)