#trans battle

[catboy-dysphoria]

Posting this as its own post bc I'm so proud of myself for making this

[fractangle]

Pride month vest project, a patch a day #29: Wheat But Not Bread, Fruit But Not Wine

[grrlterrier]

Lesbians should start using the battle axe, or “Labrys” as a symbol of empowerment again

[corpsentry]

pick your battles

[stargore]

new patch vest 💖💖💖 it’s so silly!!!! im very proud!!!!!

and ALSO…

IT GLOWS IN THE DARK.

how cool is that?!?!?!?!?!?! i wore it out for the first time to a show last night and it got sooo many compliments i’m so so so happy

[nixxsmokeweed]

I made a new backpatch for my wheelchair. The first picture is the new one and the second is the old.

I made this new one with velcro which attaches much cleaner to the chair. That way, you can actually see all the patches.

I find these backpatches are much better than a traditional battle jacket for me. As Battle jackets get really heavy, which makes it harder to push myself. This way I can still participate.

If you make one I would love to see!

[inkskinned]

something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.

not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.

you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.

but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.

you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.

but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.

you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.

you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?

you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.

you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!

you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"

[quab00]

transition goals: the euphoria of gender affirming clothes no longer being offset by increased dysphoria from not passing

[cyancees]

read a fic where they were girls and had to draw cus yuri 🔛🔝

[raycatzdraws]

A Linked Universe meets The Dark Crystal AU! I don't even remember what started it at this point. I remembered that the Dark Crystal and Age of Resistance are things I like, blinked, and woke up three days later with an AU and a bunch of art.

The designs and the story are a wip and for fun so expect a lot of variation! (I have a few different beginnings, ideas for different designs, etc)! :D

In addition to #linked universe I'll be using the tags #the dark crystal lu au and #courage of the dark crystal!

[computerkisser69]

[tw1st0fcain]

Here’s the updated photos of my vest! Sorry it took me a hot second to post them I got distracted lol

The two dogs/wolves patches are mine

The wolf and dogtism patches are mine

The boygirl and bi-gender patches are mine

The lighter filler patch is mine

And the back patch is mine

What I mean by Mine is that I made the stamp or stencil my self and printed them on the fabric, a couple of the patches I got inspiration to make them from elsewhere

The rest of the patches are from Etsy

:)

[fractangle]

Pride month vest project, a patch a day #30: VEST COMPLETE

[reginns-forge]

the myth, the rat, the bastard

[genderqueerdykes]

newest addition to our vest- lately ive been saying that i want to stand on a street corner and hold up a sign that says "LOVE EACH OTHER" on it, so i figured, this is the next best thing. even if you don't experience love just be good to one another. we must

[stargore]

PUNK BACKPACK YO

HELL TO THE YES

all the patches and designs were freehand painted and sewn by me!!!!!