Hello :]

I often feel like I'm constantly in masterful drag; and I often take delight in making people question themselves. I like the fact that when people look at my trans flag shoelaces, they might have a moment of being knocked off kilter. Is this a trans man or a trans woman? How should they treat me when they don't know which to assume? It feels mischievous, but I want people to know that I'm performing. I want them to look at me with the awe that look at feminine men with. I want to be powerful like that. I feel like I'm winning an Oscar in my PJs. I feel sick, and alone. Why can't anyone see that I'm performing?

Sometimes I feel like there's two mes. Everyone else sees one person, a confused little girl, while I feel like an opposite Mulan. Alone, I am sexy, confident man, with my long, proud hair, like Anakin Skywalker, or Danny Sexbang. Like every man in family has been allowed to have. But to them, I am unsure. To them, I am silly. Unserious. They treat me as such. They rarely call me by he, even though I've been out for years. My father still calls me by my deadname. I know better than to argue for myself at this point. I know better from a lifetime of being pushed aside. I know that it won't fix anything. One day I will disappear, and they will be confused and angry, and maybe if I'm lucky, some of them will wonder where they went wrong.

Is it sick of me, that a funeral, I felt jolt of euphoria, that they called me her nephew? Is it bad that I wondered if they would mention me at all?

Closeups under the cut :)

I added the equator, tropics, arctic and antarctic circles, ocean, currents, and lakes to my rainforest world, Kanaya :))

Orcas accused of attacking boats may be ‘following fad’, scientists say

Orcas that have been ramming boats are not “attacking” the vessels, but are most likely being playful, leading scientists have said.

The experts have warned that the false narrative is putting the animals at risk of retribution from humans.

Iberian orcas started ramming vessels along the Spanish and Portuguese coast in July 2020, with at least 11 juveniles and four adult females believed to be involved.

And this is your pod

One day, when Jaymie was barely an adult, a group of aarakocra in owl masks descended from the sky, attacking the Magpie clan. They viewed the clan as heretics for living on the ground instead of in the sky, and slaughtered all of the magpies, including Birig. As for Jaymie, they cut of his wings and abandoned him in a seemingly infinite desert, where he wandered for years. There was neither food nor water in this desert, so he starved to death many times. Eventually, he died so many times that it stuck.

It was then that he met, and became the earthly vessel of, the god of entropy, also known as the god of slow decay. He was brought back to life, and escaped the desert, having gained immortality (from permanent death at least), and the ability to shapeshift (though he prefers his blue jay form most of the time).