Posted 2 days ago


well, um

yup i’m bout all those things

Posted 2 days ago


Shyv demonstrating muffing, in case you were wondering how that works.

…oh gods more of this

(Source: ecstaticshyv)

Posted 4 days ago
Posted 4 days ago

Dear Fellow Trans People: Lay Off Otherkin

I wrote a thing about a thing that really, really bugs me.

Posted 6 days ago
Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.
Anonymous asked


Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead. 

On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it. 

In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern. 

The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead. 

It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost. 

"It was just a joke, quit being so sensitive."

"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."

"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."

Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony. 

People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin. 

People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them. 

You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.

Posted 1 week ago




People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter

This is 1000% more motivating than every preachy “real writers write every day” post on all of Tumblr.

Posted 1 week ago


Susan PomPoms Appreciation Post

Susan was always my favourite character. Even when she was just a mean feminist side character. But the comic was amazing at revealing her complicated feelings of alienation and vulnerability that she tries so hard to hide. She seemed the most self-aware of the main cast, and even as she tries to work through her intimacy issues and figure out her relationships, she never lost the core of her character and she always respected her limits and desires. I could go on about Susan forever.

Posted 1 week ago


the timid european ground squirrel, stopping to smell the daisies, photographed in vienna by julian rad, who explains, “you have to be at eye level with the squirrels. that means you have to lay on your stomach for quite a few hours in order to get them in front of your lens. you have to make yourself invisible. it is important that they have no indication you are there.” (see also: more precious lil woodland buddies)

Squirrels! Eeeee

Posted 1 week ago

80% of my friendships on tumblr

  1. me: we should talk more!
  2. them: yeah we should!
  3. both: *never talks to each other again*
Posted 1 week ago

Call for Submissions: ‘Trans_ , An Anthology of Trans People and the Internet’


An anthology of trans narratives by trans people for trans people. Pass this shit on and don’t delay on submitting a proposal.