tumblr’s no.26643 sexyman

my daughter was my sister was my throw pillow was my waitress

i'm really shocked that no one mentions it on this site of all places but azune nayar is genuinely one of the most autistic characters ive ever witnessed in my god damn life. the way he makes a point to present as little interiority as possible, his obsession with notation lists and organization, and absolutely 100% most of all his radical swapping between a face of competence and stoicism vs "immature" emotional breakdowns so severe they almost read as age regression. like brother

I think this explains a lot of trans discourse on here, too. Well, a lot of queer culture generally. Realizing you’re personally trans doesn’t mean all the dumb gender stuff you were raised with goes “poof” and vanishes from your mind. Until you put in the work, you’ve still got all the old crap in there, it just has a big “but trans!” sticker slapped on it.