My Gender Is Slightly Lifting Up Your Gender’s Chin With The Point Of Its Sword

a quick sherb i drew for a friend 📖🥀

am I finally free

something something our leads almost always meeting at odd hours of the night, shared intimate gestures, from soft whispers to intertwined fingers, masked by the depths of shadow and darkness. something something a sense of breathability and freedom permeating these meetings and undoubtedly absent from those attended during the day. something something there is a safety and familiarity in darkness for those of us who are queer, as for most, and for most of our history, nightfall was, and in many ways stills remains, the sole sphere of daily life where we are able to exist freely and intimately.

I feel like there’s this whole subgenre of fic that just really, aggravatingly, doesn’t get bickery banter couples, which means that a lot of the content for them just ends up reading like emotional abuse.

Like! The thing about couples that bicker for fun, the thing that makes it romantic, is not ‘I hate this and I’m sad and hurt and uncomfortable, but I’ll put up with it because I love you and at some point you’ll start being nice to me’. That’s not fun bantering! That is, at best, a serious miscommunication!

The thing that makes it fun and (potentially) romantic is ‘We know each other so well that we can be rude and gross and weird together, we can transgress the rules of polite society with each other without actually causing any real hurt, because we know where the real lines are and don’t have to guess at them or use the rules from a game that neither of us wants to play.’

It’s fundamentally about intimacy, not about treating your SO like they don’t have feelings that matter.

our fates are entwined whether you like it or not you stupid bastard

Petition for Canada to stop arming Israel

In case you haven’t seen it yet: here’s a petition for Canada to stop arming Israel. https://www.ourcommons.ca/petitions/en/Petition/Sign/e-4745

I wanna cut my hair but what if I enjoy it too much and accidentally come out

“What else is pressuring you?” THE EIGHTH SENSE (2023) - Episode 4.

sorry but HOWL? OF HOWLS MOVING CASTLE? SLIME GUY? SOPHIE, THE BEST WOMAN EVER LITERALLY HAD TO CLEAN HIS HOUSE FOR HIM? AND HIS SLIME? meanwhile ashitaka is literally leading the charge to save the forest, ACTIVELY fighting colonialism and even when his girl wanted him DEAD he still hit those words of affirmation??? dont do my dude like this… HOWL? OF THE MOVING CASTLE? MAN OF ALL TIME?… you horny bastards. all he is is pretty… ashitaka would build you a home with his cursed hand!!!!!!! thats a man. thats THE man. of all time. send text

“Bilinguals overwhelmingly report that they feel like different people in different languages. It is often assumed that the mother tongue is the language of the true self. (…) But, if first languages are reservoirs of emotion, second languages can be rivers undammed, freeing their speakers to ride different currents.”

— Love in Translation by Lauren Collins from the New Yorker, August 8 & 15, 2016   (via waltzingwithmidnight)