#y'all give me motivation :]

[thorinlandscaping]

waaaaa they took away my male lead in the Only Straights Show from 2-3 seasons from now and made him a girl for some sort of WOKE AGENDA they're changing my badly written misogynist book series woe is me we need more straight rep!!! this is because i like their story not for any other reason!!! i'm bi as well!!! more straight romance!!!! no nonconformity!!!! the books!!!!!!!

[tinystepsforward]

ngl it makes me want to die a little bit that it's so often trans people who feel that sex is mutable but oppression is always-forever based on asab in ways that allow them to demand that information from other trans people. like it feels fucking bad. it feels bad when it's people holding up someone who posts a lot of selfies as transition goals to a degree they have to clarify what they have or haven't done or what "direction" they're going in, it feels worse when people are out there like "caster semenya is not tma" or whatever the fuck. i am, as always, not a trans woman, but here's a sentiment echoed by many of the trans women around me who log the fuck off, quoted directly from one: "people who draw a clear line where they say that semenya or khelif are tme and then call me tma are just calling me male at this point".

like i get it. i really do. we seek community and shared experiences, and we feel betrayed when people have less in common with us than we thought they did. [*more on this later.] but that's not those people's faults and my god in the case i'm seeing play out on twitter rn this poor person did absolutely nothing to intentionally mislead people, just posted pictures of their actual kid self. who looks a lot like i did, because shockingly enough "we can always tell" doesn't fucking work for trans people either!

on the one hand i move in intersex circles which are unapologetically welcoming in cis "dyadic" people with pcos, because it serves nobody to draw a clear line where mutilation or genetics or some ineffable childhood suffering are what make somebody intersex, especially when most of us (esp in places like nz) have never been karyotyped and are being treated for symptoms without a pinned-down cause anyway. the more of us there are the stronger we are, the more pressure we can exert on a medical profession which doesn't like to consider how common outliers are, how uneasy sex is at all. and then on the other hand there's dyadic trans people on the internet who've yelled me out of spaces because a couple of traumatised incarcerated trans women i worked with as a prison abolitionist assumed i was also a trans woman and i didn't immediately tell them my entire csa-involved history of being sexed in varying ways as an infant and child and/or exactly how big my phallus was at birth or where in my junk config my urethra lives so they could decide i was tme or whatever.

returning to the * for a related but not identical thought: i think presuming shared experiences leads to some fucked shit in general! "oh we all had a radfem phase" or "oh we all were channers" no we fucking weren't and it's particularly obnoxious when me & mine are trying to build trans community locally to organise and resist the growing wave of far-right backlash against our existence, and there's just white people in there on a spectrum from "straight up being antisemitic and trying to get the n-word pass" through "handwringing about how they need to make space for people who aren't politically correct" to "handwringing about how brown people are right to be mad at them but doing shit fuckall". and then the other fucking brown people in the space are on some identity politics shit where they're like "trans joy inherently excludes those of us who could get deported" or "big city white queers are killing us by being visible instead of going stealth bc it stirs up the discourse" or whatever the fuck i've heard pulled out this year. there's a bunch of reasons i primarily organise outside of trans spaces and that's one of them. i've never felt more alone in spaces where people claim we're all the same than being left as the brownest moderator or organiser in a space full of people to whom "this is a safe trans space" apparently means they get to abdicate all other responsibilities not to lapse into presumed shared patterns that are fucking racist or otherwise alienating. i've never felt more alone than surrounded by exclusively trans people who sort people into boxes and assume everyone in those boxes has the transition goals they have. like i was on cypro until it disagreed with me to the point of endocrine crisis and now i'm on t and at both those points people were so fucking presumptive or entitled to my reasons or journey or personal relationship w my body

literally just submitted on (and was invited to consult on) the nz law commission's review of the human rights act and like. it's straight up fucked how many nz trans people fully do not comprehend that any "sex assigned at birth" type definitions fundamentally exclude migrants who have no way of proving it and many intersex people who happen to have been reassigned later or many times or never assigned at all as a baby. we can't make law with this shit and that's why we have to have symmetrical protections for all genders/sexes/expressions/presentations, bc naming and defining a protected class here often leaves the people who already are left out from those shared experiences of marginalisation out in the cold when they face violence

[arl1n-e]

Who's top? 🫣

(For ask treebros)

Hmm, should be obvious 😌

[bbeeohazardd]

IT'S FINALLY DONE, MODS STOP THE TIMER

okay, so, i said i would finish this tomorrow, but then people showed excitement and i got so hyped that i couldn't sit around and wait to finish so here we go

JRWIVRAI

HLVRAI and JRWI The Fated crossover AU thing that i have been losing my mind about for weeks, basic info and world stuff under the cut bc it's so damn long, i will eventually do full body refs with info about everyone's backgrounds but for now i am exhausted and after i post this i am going straight to bed lmao

Hundreds and hundreds of years ago, the world was hit with a calamity known as Spell Plague, a blight on the world that threw everything out of balance, magic itself being frayed and entire planes being affected.

One such place was Ingris, being hit in a way where it split into two worlds running parallel to each other, an issue that caused certain gods to rise to power as others fell. For many years, the after effects of the calamity would continue to ravage the world, and even once things started healing, the two worlds would stay separate.

Until hundreds of years later, two adventuring parties, similar yet different in many ways, would enter their own respective caves. The two groups finding an odd relic, a large gemstone, that they would touch, causing the two halves of the world to finally merge back together and become one again. An event that would result in the two parties meeting, and having to team up in order to save the world.

Outside of the party, the general public is unaware of the merge, but the gods know, and only time will tell what chaos will arise from it.

Gordon Freeman - Half-Elf Fighter Benrey - Changeling Bard Harold Coomer - Duergar/Dark-Dwarf Barbarian Bubby Coomer - Drow/Dark-Elf Sorcerer Tommy Coolatta - High-Elf Warlock G-Man - Archfey Lord of the Eclipse, Patron of Tommy Darnold Pepper - Half-Elf Wizard Forzen - Hobgoblin Artificer

General Groups: The Fated - Br'aad, Sylnan, Taxi, Velrisa, Mountain, Gordon, Tommy, Coomer, Bubby, Benrey Team Nice - Redd, Darnold, Forzen

[amphibiousdestroyer]

He has no style, ha has no grace

Who, him??

[holocene-sims]

next // previous

september 1, 2021 6:15 p.m. basil's restaurant

ten minutes ago

[ktmurphy86] i might be a few minutes late, but i'm almost there.

grant scrolls through the metric ton of messages piling up in his notifications until he reaches the very end, and with a lump in his throat, opens it to respond. or like it. or send a thumbs up like a cool cucumber.

baby steps, he tells himself. one task at a time. the responses to all the messages from family, friends, and former co-workers inquiring about his exam results will come later.

just meet your sister first and–

“you seem different.”

he nearly jumps out of his skin as kelly’s high-pitched voice supersedes his thoughts.

“hopefully in a good way,” grant replies, looking up as he slides his phone off the table and into his back pocket.

it’s been nearly a decade since their last encounter, and he’d still recognize her from a mile away.

kelly’s hair is dyed platinum blonde like always, but now it’s twice as long, and her natural brunette locks–peeking through at the root–are streaked through with shocks of silver. her ice blue eyes are just as piercing, only underlined with tiny wrinkles. she’s still thin, too, but rather rail thin; her sweater dress seems to wear her more than she wears it.

“yes, in a good way.” kelly pulls out the chair opposite him and sits down with her arms wrapped across her waist. the candle between them casts a strange yellow glow over her wiry features. “you look better, much healthier.”

“uh, thank you. you look great as well.”

she half-smiles. “it’s just hair dye and botox. i look old. i didn’t inherit the ageless ó súilleabháin genes, so i'm going grey very early like all the callahans. by the way, you weren’t waiting long, were you?”

“oh, no, no, not at all. i have my car, but i didn’t want to deal with traffic, so i took the subway, but then that also kind of took a while. i pretty much just got here.”

“okay, good.” kelly pauses for a moment, her lips pursed. “well. i thought about what i'd say to you the whole ride over here, and now it’s all gone.”

for a moment, they exchange no other words. they drown in the silence, staring into each other’s eyes and into the past.

she’s surprisingly warm, all things considered. the last time they’d been in the same room–

grant is distracted again from his thoughts, watching as a strange sadness falls across her face. she reaches up at the collar of her dress and tug at it like it’s choking her, and her eyes then drift away to stare at an indistinct point on the table between them.

“it’s weird to see you again,” she admits suddenly, her gaze still fixated far away from him, “i didn’t think you’d message me back a few months ago.”

“to be honest, i didn’t mean to. i replied by accident one night and then just decided to follow through with talking to you. and now i'm here. yeah. um, anyway, why’d you reach out to me?”

“i was on facebook a couple months ago, and one of those ‘look at what you posted this day years ago’ things came up. it was a picture aunt bridget tagged us all in. it was the whole family at one of your high school hockey games, i think your freshman year state championship game.” kelly shrugs. “i didn’t even know any of those pictures were still there. that was a real surprise, given i unfriended and blocked everyone i'm related to on there when i left home after high school.”

grant nods. “a picture of me probably very sweaty and gross with helmet hair made you want to reach out to me?”

“not quite. my kids were with me at the time. we were in an airport coming back from vacation, so they were bored and nosy. ‘is that you? who are all these people?’ i was then immediately caught in my lie; i'd been telling them their whole lives i had no family left, and their only extended family was their dad’s parents.”

“yikes. i'm sure that was awkward.”

“it was,” kelly says plainly, “my oldest kids weren’t happy with the news. they’ve been, um, a little jealous of their friends for having lots of cousins and big family events for the holidays, and it didn’t go over well when they figured out they do have a big family. besides, they rightfully did see it as a betrayal of their trust. if mom lied once, what else might mom be lying about? the tooth fairy? santa claus? the easter bunny? yes, those, too. sorry. also, if you didn’t already guess based on my new last name, i married jack, and…”

“i figured you married him. you’d already been together a really long time even when i last saw you. we all grew up together, and you guys were middle school and high school sweethearts and all.”

“he’s a good guy. as i was about to say, though, jack is very partial to you. he always liked you. he thought you were a sweet kid, and he won’t let me forget what happened between us. so, after the facebook incident, he encouraged me to contact you, if only for the kids’ sake. after living in a huge family, i don’t think it’s all that fantastic, but he has a bit of a chip on his shoulder being an only child, and he doesn’t want the kids to have no one besides his parents in their lives. don’t get me wrong; i will never ever get involved in callahan or ó súilleabháin bullshit again, but i will consider reconnecting with you and letting you meet the kids.”

grant bites into his lip as that nagging anxious lump returns to his throat. “well, why me? why bother getting involved with any of us again after everything? even if it is for your kids, what's your motivation?"

kelly outright ignores his question. “tell me what you’ve been up to for the last, what, eight years? nine years? i don’t remember how long it’s been. you're at least talking to our dad, i hear.”

"how do you know that?"

"my in-laws may not know anything else about you these days, but they've seen you with him around our hometown."

[the-dye-stained-socialite]

lineart for a comic I'm working on! this follows the moment whenever elias exchanges their heart for the queen's prize, a replacement heart

lyrics:

Life's full of tough choices, in'it?

Come on you poor unfortunate soul!

Go ahead, make you choice

I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day

it won't cost much!

Just your voice!'

[fortes-fortuna-iogurtum]

very very tired of all the many many things :')

[trappedinchemicalplantzone]

here's some posca pen doodles from a few weeks ago !!

my green marker is so streaky

I've been rlly struggling to draw anything sonic related rn (I've had some bad things happening lately and also in a transformers hyperfixation rn,, dont be surprised if I end up making a blog dedicated to that)

[satosugudestroyedme]

Hey guys...So I've been reading a lot of SIkunas recently and all of them are peak, especially the Sukuna's guide series, it's my personal favourite. Which are main inspirations for this fic.

Writing it was fun. I hope people enjoy this word vomit from us lol

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58298722/chapters/148467598

[tartigglez]

rex lapis was not allowed to fall in love with mortals. it was forbidden by the laws of the land, of celestia itself. but then again, who has ever had the courage to tell the rex lapis that he couldn’t do something? who has ever told him no, when he has the ability to end them right then and there?

a lil sneeky peeky of yandere zhongli that'll come out after 100 followers

[muzzlemouths]

i'm feeling so excited about Dead Mall Dare now i'm like shaking. who wants a crumb from chapter two.

[watchingblsnowandforever]

Hey y'all! I'm more than a little sentimental about We Are ending, and I I really can't believe how empty my Wednesdays will be now.

That aside, why I'm writing this is to say that I will post my (LAST??? *sobs*) usual We Are post tomorrow because for one I want to bask in this feeling just a little longer and secondly my college has reopened and I've been in pain for the past few days due to a few reasons (I fell down, twisted my ankle and pulled a few muscles 😭) and I'm tired as hell, so see y'all tomorrow!

Love you na, joob joob

[rhodeybugg]

Please ask me about my hyperfixations and my au and my stories and interact with me I will platonically love you forever and we will have soft tacos for dinner.

Please do not be scared to talk to me please spam my inbox PLZ

[soulaires]

😐😐 MY DRAFTS ON THE DAD!AARON WONT SAVE. I HAVE TO REWRITE IT TWO TIMES BC IT WONT SAVE ON MY DRAFTS?????? GIRL.

[omarfor-orchestra]

The acting school director said I don't look like an engineer I'm choosing to take it as a compliment