Oarfish

consider this: bees with flower crowns. are the bees huge or are the flowers tiny? we may never know but at least they're cute.

( EDIT : turns out this ask was based on this text post ! )

This is a post I’ve wanted to make for a while. What with a lot of the discourse.

AGABpunk people with OCD, with intrusive thoughts about morality, you are not terrible people. You are not terrible people for feeling most connected to being transfem, or being transmasc, or being cis. Even if your assigned gender doesn’t “match” what is expected for those labels. You’re also not a terrible person for self-assigning an AGAB. Or for using neoAGABs. You have committed no crime and you don’t need to do “penance” or otherwise make up for your identity.

This goes for if you’re intersex. This goes for if you’re perisex. This goes for if you’re unsure if you’re intersex or perisex.

You don’t need to apologize. You don’t need to do anything to make up for the fact that you exist. Your existence is good.

The general idea that you cannot be transmasc if you're an AMAB enby or transfem if you're an AFAB enby. If you ask why, the logic essentially boils down to "you're not actually transitioning". Because nonbinary men and nonbinary women are actually just cis men and women, right?

this is exorsexism.

these arguments are messed up in many ways. it implies that afab people are feminine by default and amab people are masculine by default which is bioessentialist. it's not that uncommon for someone to be an amab tomboy or an amab femboy, realise they're nonbinary and then feel comfortable with femininity and masculinity respectively, so they might identify as transfem or transmasc. there's also more than one kind of masculinity or femininity, transitioning from binary masculinity/femininity to nonbinary masculinity/femininity can absolutely count as transmasc/transfem if that's how the person identifies.

also for the one millionth time: intersex people exist.

Thranduil.

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End of the Second Age. Sauron knew every microexpression on Celebrimbor’s face—and that’s when the paintings began. Hundreds, perhaps thousands. Few ever accessed the dark tower, but those who did whispered of a mysterious elf carved over and over along the pillars and shadowed halls of Barad-dûr. They wondered—not aloud—who he was and what it meant. "Are all my thoughts of you, sweet raptured light? It ends here tonight."

Art trade I did a while ago with @neldeathstar ft. their version of Mairon 🔥🔥

My Boss the Demiurge

there's a fine line between being wary of manipulation and becoming completely paranoid because you get very close to the realisation that pretty much all human interaction involves doing things we hope will lead to a result we like

All militaries are just a bunch of savages. Loyalty to a nation is barbaric.

Cherished One, And his previous incarnation