#trans metaphors
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gummigvts · 5 months ago
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Maul me, rip me apart
Tear at my chest and tear at my legs
Wolves consume me, take me to hell
I'll bow and I'll come back
Over and over
Maul me, reshape me
Mould me as I please
Reformed and reborn
Hell's boy
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inkskinned · 2 years ago
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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?"
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year ago
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I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR SQQ HE LOOKS SO FUCKINH DONE WITH LIFE
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The recipe for SQQ is: calm on the outside, screaming on the inside.
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brittlebonesboning · 6 months ago
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As per my recent post! I love the idea of being somebody’s guard dog. I’ll stand loyally at your side protecting you. I’ll be there looking scary and intimidating, staring anybody down to tries to mess with you. People might see us and think I’m the one in charge, but in reality you’re the one holding my leash and pulling the strings. I’ll do anything you say. Behind closed doors, I’m nothing but a pathetic whimpering mess for you
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2econd2ight2yd · 6 months ago
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I just read about how a female amazon water lily eventually becomes male and turns all purple and pretty. what if. what if I told you I was an amazon water lily
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uncanny-tranny · 1 year ago
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All I want is to go to a trans person's funeral after they lived a full, enriching life. I want to see trans people grow old, I want us to live like the stars. We don't deserve to burn out before everybody else. When we die, I want it to be because we grew old, because we had lived.
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mpekamitzii · 1 year ago
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The guy !!! Redesigned for the 400th time
Edit: he has reached his final form. I promise he looks even cooler
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rynli · 1 year ago
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what I can't stop thinking about with Nimona is... the cannon. the cannon made to protect the citizens from monsters. the cannon the director aims AT the very citizens it's meant to protect. the cannon the director orders fired anyway, "to protect our way of life," even when it's clear to everyone that the threat no longer exists... because somehow this way of life (built on a lie! the monster never destroyed a town! the people did that themselves, and fearmongering did the rest!) is more important than the lives of the people she's supposed to uphold. what a metaphor
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technovillain · 1 month ago
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YOUR ART GOES SO HARD TYSM I LOVE TRANS FEM DEAN AND EGG DEAN LIKE SOOOOO GOOD CHEFS KISS MWAH I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT WEEK AND FIND $50 ON THE SIDEWALK!!!!!!!!!!!♥️♥️♥️
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i did not find 50 dollars this week but i did find this new drawing for you :]
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sonseulsoleil · 1 year ago
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I hope we never learn what Crowley's name was before he fell. It seems so intentional that it was left out, and I love that choice. Because that's not his name. That's just the name God gave him. He chose the name Crowley. And that name represents who he is now. He's not that angel anymore. He's changed. You might even say he's transitioned to a different part of his existence.
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beedokart · 4 months ago
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Vicky's appointment didn't go so great.
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whatsupspaceman · 1 year ago
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characters who begin again in completely new worlds… or characters with memory loss being given another shot at life… and then using that desperately trying to make amends for the person they are told they used to be,, or who reinvent themselves into a new person to the betterment or detriment of themselves.. but the shadow of the old self always lingers >>>>>>>
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cozylittleartblog · 2 years ago
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diversity win your spam emails are queer
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4threset · 8 months ago
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"May you find joy in identity, as naturally as the Higgs Boson holds the universe together"
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thatonedudeinthecorner · 7 months ago
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Shawn Spencer you will always be famous to me…..
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trillscienceofficer · 1 year ago
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the problem with Seven's deadnaming (whether on the shows, or the novels, or in fic) is that it definitely IS deadnaming because it's not her name, she canonically, on two different shows, hates being called anything other than Seven or Seven of Nine, and at worst she says nothing about it if she has no recourse. The unfortunate fact of the matter though is that literally everyone knows about “Annika Hansen” because it was on the file related to her and her parents' disappearence, and it could've been interesting commentary on how having been part of the news/having publications/being credited for their work publicly makes it difficult for a lot of trans people to escape being outed and/or deadnamed. And yet the shows still keep being weirdly ambiguous about what Seven's deadname represents! We got Janeway trying to 'appeal to her humanity' by deadnaming her, Axum being grumpy that the person she is now is not the dream projection of a little girl anymore (more deadnaming), a Borg cube deadnaming her in front of Elnor (??), and an asshole who clung so hard to his status as veteran of Wolf 359 that he couldn't help but deadname his own first officer at every turn. It's like, I'm not surprised to learn that fic writers are unrepentant when doing the same thing to Seven because canon is weirdly fond of this crap as well!
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