#zwergenmaedchen

[sherlock-is-ace]

Oh hi!

boop! 🐈‍⬛💕

[queer-crusader]

[daughterofhecata]

5, 10, 11, 40 if you like? 🏳️‍🌈💜

[pride ask game]

5. How long have you been using your current labels?

Uuuuuh. Trans/trans masc/nonbinary for like... five, six years? Bi a little longer, aromantic and gay a little shorter.

10. When did you realize you weren’t cishet?

Had an inkling in school already, because I was friends with a couple lesbians/bisexuals, occasionally used "bi" to describe myself back then, but didn't give it much thought. Realized I'm not cis rather abruptly the year I graduated (2015).

11. Do you like your flag(s)?

Yup! Not too fond of the gay men's flag, but trans flag, aro flag and general rainbow are great!

40. Do you have a type in friends?

Queer, neurodiverse and a little weird? Probably? Love me some freaks! Also, left-leaning. Can't deal with conservatives.

[verdiesque]

Girl help it is entirely your fault I'm dragging myself through TMA again and it is WORSE now that I (kinda) know what's coming and I uhhhhhhh love Jon??? Also I'm on episode 26 now (Distortion) and you know what that means... 😏

Yes this totally could've been a direct message but I just felt like giving you the chance to gloat about your evil evil influence on me publicly 🤷🏻‍♀️💜

HAHA YES I'm sitting here in a classic villain pose laughing in a very evil way

Also oh Jon my darling <333 and enjoy hearing Michael again! I miss him dearly ngl

[solraneth-archive]

🎁 Miranda Barlow my beloved 💜

[inoffizielles-deutschland]

Huhu, ich hab so gut wie keine deutschen Follower, deswegen ist mein Post da wohl ziemlich gefloppt, aber vllt kennt hier jemand jemanden und so weiter. Ich suche dringend jemanden, der sich mit der Diagnostik und Behandlung von ADHS bei Erwachsenen in Deutschland auskennt. Bisher habe ich da keine vielversprechenden Online-Ergebnisse gefunden aber vllt such ich falsch? Oder ist das wirklich so gut wie unmöglich als Erwachsene in Deutschland ne Diagnose zu bekommen? Liebe Grüße 💜

[ceraunos]

23 or 8 for flinthamilton if you wanna? 💜💜💜

answering this very late but inspiration struck. a little self indulgent ode to sea shanties, and spring sun (which i am yearning for almost as much as thomas is yearning for james)

23 \ accidental brush of hands

He must have been hearing them, caught in an easterly breeze on street corners, his whole life. They drift through cobbles under feet like the heartbeat of the city brought in from the water, the taste of something exotic on the tongue.

This time, though, he’s hearing them for the first time; work rough voices cut with punctuated creaks of rope on wood as they haul in time. Thomas stays a moment, staring, at the chaos ordered, the sway of bodies that heave with the same unison they sing. On the dock, he almost doesn’t recognise James, bent over a coil of rope, freckles almost dancing along skin as he flexes to hold the line steady.

He’s in half a uniform, coat abandoned under the warm spring sun, shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows. A twist of something as yet unacknowledged spreads through Thomas’ stomach and into his fingertips, aching to touch without intention. There’s a line of sweat on James’ neck, curling the hairs there, and Thomas wonders what it might be line to run a finger through them – doesn’t wonder what it might be like to step close and taste there too.

The song merges, melds in moment of transition, and emerges out the other side, a new set of lyrics, a new voice taking up the tune, the pulse of it echoing through Thomas’ chest. He’s close enough to see James’ lips move, not close enough to discern the sound through the symphony of work sounds, although he fancies something low and rich and a little coarse almost swallowing the lyrics rather than singing them. He wonders if perhaps James will sing it for him alone, later, and then shakes himself at the absurd imagining.

He isn’t sure how long he stands there, watching, but eventually the crates are loaded, and James stretches himself out, rolling his shoulders with deliberate slowness that Thomas feels in a shiver down his own spine.

There’s a high flush on his cheeks, his hair loose on his forehead where it’s pulled free from its tie and when he turns and sees Thomas he startles, looking like he’s gone three rounds in a bar and is instantly guilty about it. Thomas swallows.

‘I didn’t think you still did this sort of work,’ he calls, wondering if James will come to him.

James does.

‘Not usually,’ he says, ‘but we were short a few men and, well, I was here anyway.’

He sounds like he’s trying to be irritated but the flush on his cheeks is wild and alive with colour and his voice is coloured with the natural smile lurking at the corners of his mouth. Not for the first time, Thomas thinks what a shame it is to only know the man in the confines of a dark and formal study, when he so clearly belongs elsewhere.

‘I was thinking,’ he muses, an idea forming even as the words leave his tongue, ‘we could walk a little today. There’s little new to discuss and it’s a nicer day than most.’

It’s testament, Thomas thinks, to something – although he’s not entirely sure what – when James only smiles and says, ‘I would like that.’

Even as they leave the dock the sound of work song still drums through Thomas’ veins. The music of it makes him bold as his hand brushes the back of James’ and he leans a little closer when James looks at him and says nothing, eyes still bright. There’s something magnificently untamed in the way he smiles just out of the corner of his mouth when Thomas does it again, the brush of skin against calloused skin warm as the spring sun.

(a note on the hisorical accuracy for interest: sea shanties weren’t actually sung in the 18th century. ok, now we can all go back to pretending a better timeline when they were.)

[sonechkaandthedynamos]

5, 11 and/or 20 if you like? 💜

thank you!!

5. If anything, what would you change about your childhood?

I guess what I missed the most was support from the adults in my life. I think I would have handled everything much better had I not felt like I had to figure everything out on my own

11. Already answered!

20. Tell me what you think others think about you.

I have been told more than once that I am a serious person. I think that I do come across as reserved