#or comfortable

[meeowmeere]

Talking with an old man

Wayne will be unc, too, some day x

[the-weather-report-lied]

babe wake up the konoha 2022 collection just dropped

[belovedgamers]

….. I lied I may change my url again

[accessibleaesthetics]

See, that’s where you’re wrong in viewing blocking TERFS as an “accessibility privilege” thing. If you have TERFs approaching you to ask you that, and following you, and they feel perfectly comfortable doing so - well, you’re the one who has cultivated a space where they feel comfortable. If someone who is a TERF reblogs or approaches you, yes, absolutely block them. You should not cultivate a space where they feel comfortable approaching you. If someone asked you to describe a violently (1/2)

racist, transphobic, etc. post, would you do it? If you say no, doesn’t that fall under the same argument that you made? If you say yes, you’re continuing to make yourself a safe place for those kinds of people. It’s how a truly “tolerant” person has to be “intolerant” to some people - if you’re open and accepting of racists, well, you’re certainly not open to the people of color they target. Same with TERFs and trans people. Etc. If you reblogged a post with a TERF, racist, fascist, etc (2/3)

delete it. Either see if you can go back up the chain or reblog from someone else, or repost it if it’s not dangerous rhetoric and just something offhand. People should not WANT to interact with content by these people. In the same way it’s not possible for you to describe every image on this site, you can choose to describe something else. I’m not “curating” what you describe because I’m a trans person who feels wholly unsafe with the environment you’ve cultivated and will now stop interacting. (3/3)

The fact that you aren’t even comfortable sending this to me off anon speaks volumes, but we’ll set that aside for now. Let me try and break down some of the issues in your argument here, becasue there are quite a few. 

If you have TERFs approaching you to ask you that, and following you, and they feel perfectly comfortable doing so - well, you’re the one who has cultivated a space where they feel comfortable. If someone who is a TERF reblogs or approaches you, yes, absolutely block them. 

I have purposefully created a space where everyone who needs or wants image descriptions can get one. That is literally the goal of my blog. I’m sorry that my refusal to deny access to the “bad disabled people” offends you so, but that’s not a position I’m going to change. I don’t describe overtly harmful or hateful content, that should be enough. Plus, you’re asking me to fully vet every single person who asks me for a description to decide if they are “worthy” by your standards. How does that not come off as a little gross and unfair to you, both to me and the person asking?

If someone asked you to describe a violently racist, transphobic, etc. post, would you do it? If you say no, doesn’t that fall under the same argument that you made?

Please read my original points again. I explicitly said, several times at this point actually, that I avoid describing overtly hurtful or hateful content. The act of “platforming TERFs” is platforming their harmful ideas, not the people themselves. The fact that you cannot understand the difference is unfortunate, but not my responsibility. 

If you reblogged a post with a TERF, racist, fascist, etc. delete it.

You are either blissfully ignorant or being disingenuous, I cannot tell. But the post in question was a series of jokes about...lemons, I think?? It had nothing to do with TERFS or gender or even humans beings. What you’re asking me to do is either

A full background check on every person in a thread before I reblog it

Rely on my followers to do these background checks for me

The first is incredibly unfair to ask of me, and the second is incredibly unfair to ask of my followers. And don’t just tell me to delete if people tell me so and so is a TERF, because you and I both know that term is thrown around irresponsibly. If these kinds of full background checks on every aspect of every post are what is required for you to feel safe, I would not recommend my blog. 

or repost it if it’s not dangerous rhetoric 

That would not work with several posts, and in the case of harmless art, it’s art theft. I do not condone art theft either, even if the artist is someone I consider to have bad views.

I’m not “curating” what you describe because I’m a trans person who feels wholly unsafe with the environment you’ve cultivated and will now stop interacting.

I’m not sure why you took offense at “curating”; curating your online experience is a very healthy thing to do. And considering you didn’t have “harry potter” as a blocked tag, I’d say it’s one you could do to improve on for yourself.

[technicaltechnicolor]

Its asexual awareness week and I'm happy that I don't need things like sex to be happy

And its nice to know that I'm not alone in that

[izayoichan]

Vy lifts his head with a smile and kisses Hayden gently, still holding his hand over his chest so he can hear how his heart started beating faster with glee.

“Do you want to do it now? I already have the cut, I just need to do it... “ “I don't see a reason to wait... I guess?” 

He looks at his parents who nod, as a way of telling him that this is their decision, and not one they should meddle in.

“But...ehm.. How?”

He had a good guess, but he wanted Vy to tell him because if he was to have one of Vy's hearts, they would have to open up his chest somehow, and with his general health, that was a scary idea.  Vy pulls back letting the blanket fall. He takes fully his dragon form, opening back his wings and giving them a good shake and he smiles, he kisses Hayden gently.

“I’ll do it.”

He starts removing the stitches grimacing and wincing at the pain.

“I know River did this to help, but he did this too well! I'm having a hard time pulling these!”

He whines and finally removes all of the stitches, the hearts beat loud, almost as if they are both singing in unison, beating fast with expectation and anxiety.

“Okay first I  have to take my heart, and then, I push it in, my claws will open way and the heart will feel the pull to yours and lead the way... I'll be here, giving you energy so you don't get into shock, but it'll hurt…” “It's okay, I'm ready.”

he closes his wings around them both as a cocoon. Hayden honestly had no idea if he was ready, but there was something that felt so right about this, even if it would hurt, then it was at least a chance of something being better after. Biting down, he readies himself the best he can, noticing his parents standing hand in hand just watching them as Vy's wings close around them. 

“I trust you Vy, I love you.. let's do it.” “I love you too”

With those words, his hands pry into the cut until his claws reach into the furiously beating second heart, the smaller one, the one meant to be shared. The pain that shoots through him is almost unbearable as his hand closes over the heart. heat and energy emanates from the hole, the heart beating louder and faster as Vy starts pulling the heart out, every agonizing second making him cry and he kisses Hayden to hold himself, to find comfort on him as he finally tears out the heart, looking like furiously beating golden stone, gold blood dripping from it, a thread of gold still connecting it to Vy's body, he presses it into Hayden's chest, and his claws start tearing through his skin and muscle, opening way, tearing way through it towards Hayden's heart, energy flooding around them, noticing how Hayden first tenses up, then slowly seems to fade away from him as the pain causes him to lose consciousness. A little surprised, he still doesn’t stop, if he did, all the pain would be for nothing. 

So he pushes through, his claws and heart invading into Hayden's body, the heart strings spreading and making way to his heart until it settled, beating warm and strong against a cold heart, connecting to it, settling down as if it always belonged there, connecting to his veins and tissue and starting to work, beating hard and beating fast as it tried to find a balance in this new body. Vy pulls his claw off, the thread that still connected Vy'd body to Hayden's disintegrating as if it was made of light. Vy feels lightheaded from the pain but he doesn't pull back just yet, licking the cut as it heals, letting a gold star like scar behind and he waits, seeing the gold spread through Hayden's scars and veins showing that the heart was working, listening to the now double heart beat. He opens his wings, watching Hayden.

“H-hay Hay?”

Vy calls him weakly, he can feel him, he can sense everything, and he could sense the pain.

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