An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
In which Elena makes a friend, and Kit has a realisation.
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hello vonnie
Cosimo Galluzzi
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Jules of Nature
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

Kiana Khansmith
trying on a metaphor

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@theteaisaddictive
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
In which Elena makes a friend, and Kit has a realisation.
artistic rendition of how my cat fell asleep this morning
she hugs her own foot like it’s a stuffed animal i’m gonna throw up
starting a collection. I'm calling it autistic sexting
- v. hugo
"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry
It's been a while since I said "this person wins the internet", but today it is merited.
(via bsky)
(The classic XKCD comic)
I think the people of yore had the right idea wearing a black armband if they were in mourning so everyone knew they were grieving and would be gentler with them
There were issues with it obviously regarding expectations and rules and societal judgements if you didn’t do it but on the whole I think it was the right idea and much of western society is worse off for not allowing for extended, public mourning rituals. I don’t WANT to explain myself over and over. I just want people to leave me alone for a bit.
I feel so angry all the time that everyone else on earth is acting like everything is normal and looking at me like I should be normal and maybe they wouldn’t if I had some silent way of telling them that there’s a hole in my chest
I meant to make this meme ages ago when pride month was still on but yeah gé (pronounced gay) is the Irish for a goose.
IT’S FINALLY PRIDE MONTH, TIME TO REBLOG THIS AGAIN.
when i was allegedly a woman i was briefly married to a cis guy before coming out as a lesbian and getting a divorce. my now ex-husband, a genuine sweetheart of a man, was very kind about it all and we remain good friends.
twenty-five (!) years later I came out as a trans man.
now. the important thing to know about my ex-husband is that he loves nothing more than 1) horrible puns, preferably bilingual ones; 2) terrible dad jokes; and 3) committing to the bit until the end of time. he absolutely lives for Shenanigans and Japery. i do not know how his long-suffering wife puts up with him, but they've been married for more than 20 years so presumably she manages.
so, to break the news to my ex, i texted him. the exchange went something like this:
me: "great news, i'm a trans guy now"
him: "oh, congrats!"
me: "thank you. now for the better news: I insist you refer to me henceforth only as your ex-husband. do you accept this challenge?"
and my cis, straight-as-an-arrow, lives-in-the-midwest, married-to-a-minister ex-husband was like
AND HE DOES! gleefully and completely straight-faced, as I understand it. confuses the hell out of everyone, none more than cishet conservative people who've known us both for decades and know for a fact he's only been married twice. I hope he never explains.
this is my cat Thanatos. He is 16 years old and Sunday is his last day on earth. I have had him since I was 17, half my life, and all of his. He's very large and very cuddly and he hates when people wear shoes in the house. I can't begin to tell you the adventures we've gone on, or the reasons this last year has been the best in his life (and mine). All I can say is I wish I had more time,. 20 years wouldn't be enough with this cat; his massive claws are dug into my heart permanently. I think I have to believe in an afterlife, at least for cats, at least for this one, to think he gets an infinity of treats and pets and toys. I'll add more photos to this post as I think of them. I just wanted someone else to see him, and know that he is the best cat I could've dreamt of.
good news. Thanatos is still eating, drinking, playing, and pooping, so we have postponed the euthanasia until he stops doing one of those things. Could be days, could be a couple of weeks. We are treasuring our allotted time. For example the fat boy gets at least two churus a day. I'm finally working on sitting still, so I can be the infinite lap he demands. Another day or a week, my heart is filled with gratitude.
Tomorrow is the day. Thank you to everyone who held him in your minds even just for a minute.
no no no put me back in the loop I almost did it perfect please put me back just a few more tries and I think I could really nail it please put me back