The ViVitch

To the trans girl reading this: it is never to late to transition. It is never too late to question your gender identity. It is never too late for anything. Live your dreams and be your happiest self. Don't leave yourself wondering of what could've been when it could be now. I will wrap my arms around you and embrace you, even if you want to transition in your mid 30s or 40s. Even if you've already had puberty and your body has developed. It will never be too late.

Started transition at 36, and now at nearly 44 I'm the happiest I've ever been. Basically every aspect of my life is massively improved, and I don't think I've really changed that much as a person — I just developed a willingness to advocate for myself, and that has made all the difference. And that's a skill you'll need to learn; it can't stop at just talking to a doctor and expecting everything else to fall into place. Your transition has to come from a real conviction that you deserve better than this, or you'll just be a sad lump with a prescription. Forge yourself. Decide who you want to be, and Climb. Those. Steps.

Girl who's like "oh but I don't want to be the one who says no to everything all the time" vs environment that routinely asks for lots of her time to be spent on things she gets nothing out of when she's already struggling to keep up with the stuff she actually likes.

my cursed sword doesn't even tell me to kill people anymore it keeps begging me to put on a skirt and tights

A common theme in science fiction is that if you're in space, don't trust a corporation. And Earth is in space

Literally the definition of imperialism and classism. Doesn’t matter how many peasants you sacrifice as long as the most powerful piece is left standing

Proximity of bishops to the rulers promotes theocratic oppression

the horse is so fuckable

My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying

when an artist draws fem versions of male characters but makes them skinnier smaller and less muscular................im not saying this is illegal but when their heart will be put on a scale it ain't gonna be lighter than a feather

so last year during a period of intense suicidal depression i made this necklace that i always wear, right, and the thing is it's genuinely brought me a lot of comfort and relief and i've developed a strong sentimental attachment to it, to the point that i can inarguably state that it's had a net positive effect on my mental wellbeing. however i did now just have to stop to almost throw up laughing because i realised that i've succumbed to the amulet.

that post that was like "if you dont see the sun once a day youre forcing yourself into an experience reserved for prisoners who are being subject to cruel experiments" was probably right so im outside with my coffee for a while. saw a chipmunk