Hi! I'm Runovaris, also known as Runo or Rani, either goes.
29 years old, Finnish, white. Queer as fuck, transmasc gay. He/him, they/them, it/its. I reclaim the slurs tranny and faggot and will use them however I please to refer to myself. I have ADHD (inattentive), and depression. Starting to be enough fucked up physically that I guess I can call myself disabled in that field too.
Heathen, in many ways pagan. Kind-of-devotee of Loki and his family.
This blog was once a witchy sideblog to my main (which I have since abandoned), and if you scroll far enough to old posts that's pretty much all I reblogged. I've since stopped being an "active" witch although I still occasionally do rituals and shit whenever the need arises. Which isn't often.
I used to tag shit extensively but have since stopped cause I'm lazy lol. I'll aim to still tag any nsfw or something that's easily triggering like artistic gore or violence. Otherwise I tag stuff sporadically.
IF YOU'RE A MINOR, PLEASE DO NOT FOLLOW ME. This is a LEGAL issue, even if I live in Finland and you do not.
I'll occasionally vet the blogs that follow me and if I see you're a minor, I WILL FIRST SOFTBLOCK YOU (blocking then unblocking so you stop following me.)
Repeated tries to follow me despite this results in a FULL-ON BLOCK. This is for the safety of both of us. Don't fucking try to trick me.
Also just in general, don't feel bad at all abt unfollowing or even outright blocking me if the shit I reblog or post doesn't vibe with you. Curate your online experience. Make your dashboard fit your needs.
If I changed my blogging habits to fit everyone who follows me, this would no longer be MY blog.
Anyways, I enjoy many games such as Borderlands 2, Warframe, Grounded, Vintage Story, Stardew Valley, and soooo many others.
For music, anything goes really, although I prefer metal and industrial-type beats.
Other than that, Free Palestine, Zionists fuck off, antisemites go to hell, TERFs go swallow glass, ACAB, BLM, fuck capitalism. Don't be a dick.
“For New York City Pride in 1994 (Stonewall 25), Baker created a mile-long rainbow flag that was carried down First Avenue in Manhattan. During the parade, Baker used scissors to cut segments from the flag to be rushed to Fifth Avenue for an impromptu protest march in front of St. Patrick’s Cathedral, the headquarters of New York City’s anti-gay Catholic archdiocese.
^“At the bottom of the image is the segment of the flag cut for the St. Patrick’s Cathedral protest. Photograph by Mick Hicks”
“Gilbert Baker wearing a white sequined dress (right) and other protestors triumphantly march the cut pieces of the mile-long flag past St. Patrick’s Cathedral. Photograph by Charles Beal”
Each human body contains a complex community of trillions of microorganisms that are important for your health while you're alive.
I'm working on clearing out some old tabs, and ran across this piece from last fall. The short version is that your gut microbiome and other microbes that accompany you in a series of symbiotic relationships throughout your lifetime persist even after you die. While you might assume that these bacteria and other little beings would perish along with you once you're no longer warm and living, it turns out that they shift gears upon your death, being part of the massive effort to return your remains en masse to the nutrient cycle.
There's honestly something rather poetic about that. Here you've spent a lifetime being the center of a holobiont--a sort of miniature, migratory ecosystem. And these many millions of life forms that you have given safe harbor to for thousands upon thousands of their generations are among the funerary vanguard caring for your remains after you're gone. They pour forth from their ancestral lands--the gut, the skin, and other discrete places--and spread out through even the most protected regions of your form.
And then, just as you constructed your body, molecule by molecule, from a lifetime of nutrients you consumed, so do these microbes go through the process of returning everything you borrowed back to the wider cycles of food and growth and life and death. The ancient halls where their ancestors lived in relative stability are now taken apart in the open air, and their descendants will disperse their inheritance into the soil and the water through the perpetual process of decomposition.
I've always wanted a green burial, and I find it comforting that when my remains are laid in the ground, they'll be accompanied by the tiny ecosystems I spent a lifetime tending, and who will return the favor by sending my molecules off in a billion new directions.
So I thought y'all would like this too
This great white comes to the jersey shore every year and this year they named her and have been tracking her hella so this is Mary Lee and she decided to show herself under this rainbow for pride month
A true gay icon
"What do you mean you don't have them? You can't just not have them!"
"Well, we have them, we just send them away."
"SEND THEM AWAY? HOW? TO WHERE?"
"Settle down, it's very straightforward. When someone starts getting their period they go to the local witch or wizard or necromancer or whatever's nearby and get a spell placed on them. All the blood gets sent straight to the throne of the Blood King. Which is nice because he loves blood and isn't too picky about where it comes from. This way he's not running around starting wars for his blood. He gets it free and on a regular basis."
"But what about period cramps?"
"Oh, we send those away too. Off to the orcs of the Screaming Mountains."
"That seems like it could cause problems. Aren't you worried they'll retaliate?"
"Well, no. The orcs....kind of like it? They apparently like pain about as much as the Blood King likes blood. So as long as we keep sending the period cramps, they leave us be."
"huh, I wonder why more kingdoms haven't tried this."
"Probably because those other kingdoms have normal neighbors."
Nino: Trans Joy! Feral Magazine, Cape Town, 2024 by Steve Marais
“A raw, documentary-style interview and photo essay detailing the life of a black trans man in South Africa. The interview with Nino covers his entire journey: being kicked out of his home, experiencing homelessness, working on the docks, navigating the healthcare system for his transition, and becoming an accidental social media activist. The photography is direct and honest, capturing his strength and joy without glossing over the hardships. The narrative deliberately focuses on his perspective on sex, identity, and survival” Ayanda Nino’s instagram
there's never enough money each month. there's always an unexpected illness. new symptoms pop up or old symptoms flare up. meds have to be managed always and refilled constantly and any refill has the opportunity to go wrong. any regular care has the opportunity to go wrong. any mistake can send your health spiralling. it's always "i just need to get through this bad patch" but as soon as one ends another begins. another crisis begins in the middle of the last crisis. managing one thing leaves another thing to be neglected until that becomes a major issue and has to be managed asap and the cycle starts anew over and over and over
If you make goth clothing, decor, accessories, etc
please
please please please
please stop putting crosses on literally everything.
I know that they're a staple of goth fashion. I know. But not everyone is Christian. Not everyone wants to wear or surround themselves with Christian symbols. There are a lot of goths who would die happy if we they never had to see a cross again. Please.
Bitch we're ALL the problematic transsexual you were warned about via call out posts and news articles. Do not betray your siblings in the struggle, we are all next.
"But what if they did x, y, and/or z! They need to be held accountable!"
I means it's honestly unlikely they did x, y, and/or z. Most call out posts are just bullshit lies or so taken out of context that they're just as fraudulent as a bullshit lie.
However, if they did? A callout post is useless. It's utterly pointless.
A callout post does nothing but:
Isolate the supposed perpetrator, making it impossible for them to stay in a community that would otherwise be able to go "Hey bro/sis/sib, that was fucked, let's talk about it and fix it".
Puts a spotlight on the possible victim that prevents them from recovery or healing.
Creates drama that creates damage for all parties.
And that's if their was any truth in the post.
A callout post that's just a bunch of garbage though? That:
Isolates the victim of the slander, leaving them volunrable to attacks and harassment
Feeds into transphobia both generalized and specific to the victim of slander
Creates infighting, gatekeeping, and policement of the community
Often forces people who had nothing to do with the initial drama to take part in a now ever delevoping drama, which creates more callout posts, more slander, more harrasment, and more attacks on community members. Most often effecting the most marginalized members of out community.
Forces people to view content that is often triggering and demands that they make a moral statement about it, while trying to process or cope with the content.
Creates room for Terfs, tehms, radfems, and transphobes of all brands, to stick their ugly heads in and go "see, I was right about the trans cult, do you see what monsters they are".
There is never a valid reason for a callout post. There is no callout post that has ever successfully "held someone accountable for their actions" and there is no callout post that has not done damage to our community.