Spite alone is not enough for me.
I can't face the next four years if the best I've got against systemic bullying and dehumanization is the knowledge that my continued existence pisses these bigots off. That's just not enough for me to keep going. It makes me feel like giving up now. I can't resign myself to four years of misery, and I don't think you should, either.
My hope today comes from knowing there's going to be rough shit in the next 4 years, but there's going to be joy, too. There are going to be kids who start hrt for the first time. People will get the gender-affirming surgeries they need and feel comfortable and happy in their body like they never knew they could. Trans people all over this country will come out and finally feel like they can be themselves. This year, there will be nervous trans teenagers wearing rented dresses and tuxedos to prom who will be so scared but it will go perfectly fine. There will be parents who hug their children and tell them that they might not understand yet but they will always, always love them. For every transphobic uncle there will be that kind stranger who makes sure to "sir" or "ma'am" you a bit extra hard. There will be donated binder drives and joyful art posted by a teenager who just learned what "nonbinary" means and people in administrative positions who try to make our lives a bit easier when they can.
I'm terrified of what the next four years will bring. I'm scared of losing my healthcare, I'm scared for trans kids, I'm scared of the rampant dehumanization aimed at us. I'm tired of being used as a political punching bag.
But that's not all these years will bring. For myself and for all my trans siblings in the US, I hope these years bring us joys we haven't even imagined yet and victories we haven't yet considered we could win. And I can try to keep going for that. I hope you do, too.
luna x fleur fankid based on that one tweet
are you five nights at fucking kidding me
A princess and her knight..
An Aerith x Tifa royal au I couldn’t get out of my head.. 💖
Basically developing a fancast at this point but just with ff7 characters
That’s Tifa as Butch btw aerti for the win
Thanks for the support @a-view-without-light-pollution <3
i think he'd like it
day 1 at the communal puzzle club: i see a puzzle with a sign next to it that says "please help with our communal puzzle" and i say to myself "don't mind if I do" and did the whole thing
My mother asked me when I emerged from my room at 1 AM, digging in my little orange bottle of combined zoloft and ibuprofen, “Why do your teeth hurt?”
Well you see mother, I need braces. And I can’t afford no braces. And when you need braces but you can’t afford braces, your teeth start to fight for dominance every once in a while, and the only thing you can do (if you can’t afford braces) is to take an ibuprofen and hope they get tuckered out by the time you wake up for work in the morning.
oh my god oh my god oh my god my teeth hurt so bad
a lot of things scare me on this earth. shadows. the dark. slenderman. but you know what REALLY fricking scares me?
monokid’s luscious chest hair.
Me: See, when Cloud asks Aerith if she and Zack were serious and she responds "Not really", she's not actually lying. While obviously she loved him and he loved her, Zack wasn't really a loadbearing part of her life, and with the hindsight of being an adult she can look back and acknowledge how little their lives intersected. However, Aerith was and is a much more important person to Zack, because she was basically his only friend outside of Shinra, and representative of the life he should have been leading instead of being a child soldier. Their interactions throughout crisis core are baked with a sense of normalcy, something Zack is in desperate lack of, so he views his relationship with her as the only thing "safe" from being in the military. That's why, when his life of being a SOLDIER crumbles around him, the only thing he can really think of is reuniting with Aerith. Aerith is the only haven he had away from it all, and stands for the domesticity he has been so violently robbed of. Aerith is the personification of his dreams, in much the same way Cloud is the personification of his honor, and his mindless chasing and protecting of the two represents Zack trying to cling to the last shards of his identity he has left.
My coworker Jeff: I see. And those reports I asked for?
Me: Irrelevant.
I hate sports. And I hate my country. But that was a national fucking embarrassment. I’ve despised Jake and Logan since I was eleven years old. We would’ve gotten a better fight if he’d gone to the nearest retirement home and started laying out old ladies. Bring on the meteor.
A personal blog, this is as eclectic as my Spotify playlists.Zakkura, shigadabi, danganronpa, csm, Poppy the singer!I draw, I write, I game.Aroace, sex-pos., 21+, Taurus, INFP 9w8You can find me at: lunapony3 (ao3) and suumer1bolt1 (twt)
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