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Final Fantasy 14 (FFXIV) Stormblood spoilers below

This is how The Warrior of Light was throwing hands with Zenos at the end of Stormblood in my head.

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velinxi

For those who came before

say0ranarts

for those who come after.

reimanticism

she's so awful sexy and pathetic i hope she eats me next

self-loving-vampire

I am a gender abolitionist and I think even if my wishes were realized and we got a world without gender people would still want to transition, they would just describe the process differently.

"I want to have soft skin and boobs" rather than "I want to be a cute girl", for example.

self-loving-vampire

This is what TERFs, who only pretend to be gender abolitionists for optics while going out of their way to enforce gender, don't seem to get.

They pretend that if there were no gender roles no one would transition and trans people would cease to exist.

What's more accurate is that "trans" as a category would become incoherent but people would still have preferences about their bodies and would benefit from modifying them in ways that our current world considers to be heavily gendered.

Personally, I think it would be all upsides if you did not even have to convince a medical gatekeeper that you are really a girl deep down and grew up playing with dolls and trying to wear makeup before you're allowed to have tits. You should be able to get those at your local pharmacy no questions asked.

self-loving-vampire

imissthembutitwasntadisaster

Not superstitious and not not superstitious but a third secret thing (read a lot of fairytales as a child and doesn't believe them but also would never be rude to a mountain while still on it just in case)

lasrina

I've said it before but this is both the Icelandic and the Irish approach:

Of course we're modern educated people who don't believe in fairies

But we're also not gonna fuck with 'em, we're not idiots

maezanilla

“The sword hated you to touch it. The long hilt burnt your bare hands as though heated to starlike temperatures. […] They had tried to remove your sword once, and you were perturbed in some distant way by that memory, which was red, and wet, and ill defined. […] You now slept beside it like it was your large steel infant. […] Truth to be told you would have been happy hurling the thing straight into the hot heart of Dominicus, as it was loathsome to you and you were convinced it wanted to do you harm; but it was very important that it should not be placed in anyone else’s hand. […] This two-handed soldier’s sword was huge and aberrant and frankly malicious, and utterly your responsibility.”