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TRANS PEOPLE CONSIDERING SURGERY- READ THIS PLEASE GENUINELY I AM BEGGING YOU IT COULD SAVE YOUR LIFE
If you are getting gender affirming surgery, especially if itโs your first major surgery, PLEASE be aware that you can become SEVERELY depressed afterwards ESPECIALLY if you have a history of depression or suicidal ideation.
Post op depression is a natural reaction to the crazy mix of hormones your body goes through after major surgery as well as the stress and anxiety of recovery. Think of it like an adrenaline crash, but dragged out longer.
For me it kicked in about 6 weeks after top surgery and the worst of it lasted until about 10 weeks post op. EVERYTHING felt IMPOSSIBLE. None of the skills Iโd been practicing worked. I thought everything was going to be bad forever. I didnโt attempt, but I was in the hospital. If it wasnโt for my support system I probably would have attempted.
This is not regret, but it can feel like it. I remain happy about my results to this day (going on six years later).
This is not you failing to maintain your mental health, but it can make you feel like a failure.
Things are not hopeless, but through the haze of this depression they can feel hopeless.
It can be terrifyingly sudden or it can sneak up on you. I didnโt even realize what was going on until after the depression finally passed and my mental health went back to normal.
I am writing this post because nobody told me about this before my top surgery. I was caught completely off guard. For my subsequent surgeries being aware has made all the difference. Being able to treat those symptoms as an expected and normal part of the healing journey has made them far easier to deal with. Because even when my emotions go to dark places I *know* they will pass. I have been able to tell the bad thoughts to take a bad seat and focus on healing.
PLEASE have a plan in place for if this happens. I know that this topic is taboo because of how often our mental health is weaponized against us, but I desperately want every single person getting gender affirming surgery to be aware of, and have a plan for post operative depression.
Happy pride month everyone always remember that the sinkhole has an ecosystem large enough to house not only insects but likely several species of small birds or mammals
Thank you, Black people in fandom spaces. Thank you, Black creators and Black lurkers. Thank you Black artists, Black writers. Thank you, Black bloggers, Black influencers. Shoutout to those Black characters, both canon and original. Thank you, Black people, both queer and cishet.
Your perspectives matter. Your representation matters. You are not bothersome for demanding equal treatment in fandom. It is not your responsibility to make fandom more welcoming and inclusive to you. It is not your sole responsibility to create all of the Black-centered content. You are not "ruining" anyone's fun for demanding better for yourself, and anyone who says otherwise can go fuck themselves. Any fandom worth being a part of should have no room for racism in it.
Black people in fandom, you are wanted. You are needed. You are loved and appreciated. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
And since they don't get told it near enough, thank you, Black women especially!!!
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Do youโฆ do you have a plethora of Sydney facts by any chance
Sure thing! As per usual, these are just the ones that I can remember off the top of my head, so I may add more to the list in the future.
Sydney's name was originally going to be Amber.
Sydney's favorite flowers are white roses.
Sydney's favorite animals are sheep and goats, which just so happen to be Sirris's least favorite animals.
Sydney's favorite color was origionally yellow, but is now bronze.
Sydney can play the piano.
Sydney has strawberry blond hair, which they wear in a ponytail.
Sydney wears glasses.
Sydney burns easily.
Sydney dislikes running.
Balding does not run in Sydney's family.
Sydney spent time in the mental hospital after what happened with their other parent.
Sydney can not remember much about their other parent, including their face, but all of the memories that they do have are positive ones. This is because Dr. Harper, with Sirris's permission, hypnotized Sydney.
Sydney saw the Ivory Wraith while they were at the mental hospital.
Sydney dislikes Dr. Harper.
Pure Sydney is not repelled by Gwylan's collar.
Pure Sydney is being groomed by the temple's higher ups into becoming the next Jordan, though, they have a backup plan for if Sydney is to lose their purity before this can happen.
Science is Sydney's worst subject.
Female Sydney wears long skirts regardless of their purity levels.
Sydney used to be best friends with Kylar before Sydney's other parent/the temple made them cut ties.
Sydney was once pranked by Kylar into asking for Jordan's permission to marry kylar.
Sydney, hypothetically, could have fallen in love with Kylar if they had stayed friends or made up before they both met the Pc instead.
Being in a relationship with Kylar would not have stopped Sydney from falling in love with the Pc as well, which would have caused them to have a crisis over being in love with two people at once.
In the canon time line, Sydney has no interest in polyamory.
Sydney misses being Kylar's friend.
Sydney thinks about, and depending on our input, may dye their hair black because they liked Kylar's hair color.
Sydney never dyed their hair before because Jordan prefers their natural hair color.
Sydney would let the Pc choose their child's name, but if given the choice, they'd choose the name June.
If the Pc were to die before Sydney, they would never move on.
Sydney has attempted to become a monk many times, but will only succeed with Pc's aid.
Sydney's cross necklace used to belong to Sirris.
Sydney's conception was filmed and is the sex tape that Sirris shows the Pc's class for, 'scientific purposes.'
Sydney will eventually join our science class, this will be intertwined with their pregnancy event.
Sydney, Jordan, the Ivory Wraith, Gwylan, and the pc, all know the same mysterious melody.
Sydney is a sadomasochist, but is far more masochistic than sadistic.
Sydney is one of the kinkiest characters, but they themself don't know that.
Sydney is an exhibitionist.
Sydney has a sweet tooth, but tries to hide it because they don't want to appear immature.
Sydney's favorite food is apple crumble, as their other parent used to make it for them.
Sydney is a chronic people pleaser.
Sydney would be a bit of a helicopter parent.
Sydney enjoys rock music.
Sydney will only agree to kiss Kylar during the school play if they've already lost their first kiss to you.
If the li's could get tf's, Sydney would get the angel tf.
Sydney has a victim blaming mentality because of the temple. They would even blame themself if they were to become a victim.
Sydney is 5'9.
Female Sydney wears makeup.
If you get promised to pure Sydney first you can't unlock the rite of defilement. But if you corrupt Sydney, defile them, and then repurify them, you can become promised to them while also having access to the hidden prayer room.
Sydney is adverse to bodily fluids, except for breast milk.
Sydney never wants to leave this town, even for the Pc.
I've always wanted to draw yandere Sydney, someone actually told me that vrel said that Sydney would be the scariest yandere if he was one, whether that was canon or not i find it actually really interesting (^_-).
I have a little bit of lore for this Sydney: He's pure when you first meet him, but when you date and you get to corrupt him he'll become obsessive, so, when pc cheat on him or attempt to leave he'll kill the person standing between them, and probably pc too after a while. Also if the player wanted to survive, they'd have to keep him pure instead of corrupting him, i feel like if player had to keep Sydney from falling and be careful it'll be an interesting concept. Anyways enough yapping, enjoy my art
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Iโm sorry to reach out like this, but Iโm writing out of deep need.
My name is Yasmin. Iโm living with my family under extremely difficult humanitarian conditions because of the war. We have lost our home, our safety, and the basic stability every family deserves. Each day is a struggle to secure food, warmth, and medical needs.
Iโm sharing this message in the hope that our voice can reach kind hearts. Any form of help whether itโs support, a donation, or even sharing our story could truly make a difference in our lives and help us survive this hardship.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Even your compassion means more than words can express.๐๐๐ป
Everything changed the day Amira was born.
The world outside was collapsing โ bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began.
While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza.
I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life โnot a child of war.
ย
A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed
Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep.
She has just turned one.
Sheโs learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things โ as if she doesnโt see the destruction around her.
She doesnโt know the word โloss.โ
She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there.
Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in โ whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like.
And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says โmama,โ everything becomes bearable again.
I want to rebuild our home.
Not just for the walls โ but for her future.
For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war.
Iโm not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear
My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on โ to hope, to my family, and to a life that no
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To everyone reading this โ thank you for listening to our story.
Your kindness means more than words.
Every share, every message, every donation โ it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira.
From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again โ
we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.
Not to get political, but people posting the "i prefer my ICE crushed" image in comment sections is the modern equivalent of people posting political awareness posters back in the day, and Im in total support of it.
Here is the non-ai version, though I cant find the artist:
Hello, my name is Nadin. Iโm from Gaza. Iโm a graphic design graduate, a wifeโand now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husbandโs family home, killing 25 membersโhis mother, siblings, nieces and nephewsโentire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was goneโhome, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebrationโnot even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadnโt felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israelโs government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forcesโnot Israelโbut with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Donโt Know What Comes Next
Thereโs no clear path forwardโonly uncertainty for our daughterโs life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and Iโm a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help
Iโm asking for supportโnot for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feetโeven a glimmer of stability matters.
If youโve read this far, thank you. If you can giveโthank you. If you canโtโjust sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
Linnea is a fox Aos Sรญ who wanders the human world primarily during winter, a season when human presence thins and the boundary between realms grows soft and porous. Cold months are quieter, easier to move through unseen, and marked by the kind of hardship fae have long been drawn to.
In its early centuries, the fae child favored the form of a fox: red-furred, keen-eyed, and light-footed across snowfields. This shape was not its true form, but a deliberate disguise meant to pass as something natural and harmless.
It was during one such winter that the fae child encountered a human child crying alone in the snow.
Curious and still young by fae standards, the fae child approached her and asked, plainly and without guile, what troubled her. The girl explained that her family had failed to find deer that season. Without meat, they would not survive the winter.
Unversed in the full danger of human bargains, the fae child extended a paw and proposed a deal.
It would give them one of its cattle, deer which the faerie folk tend as humans tend livestock, in exchange for being welcomed into their home and treated as one of their own.
The girl, unaware of the risks of accepting fae offers, agreed without hesitation.
Fortunately, the fae childโs intentions were pure.
Before her eyes, the fox shed its disguise and reshaped itself into its true form: a young boy with fiery red hair, dark pointed fox ears, and a bushy red tail. It guided the girl to a nearby herd and brought down a single deer with a snap of its fingers โ cleanly and without suffering.
That night, they dragged the carcass home together.
The girlโs family reacted with a mix of relief and terror. Though they accepted the food, they drove the fae child away, fearing what it was. The child protested bitterly, and while the fae child obeyed, it did not leave entirely.
Instead, it lingered beneath the house, where the girl secretly made it a warm nest of furs and blankets.
Over time, through repeated winters, shared meals, and quiet acts of protection, the familyโs fear softened. The fae child was given a bed, then a seat at the table, and then a name.
"Linnea."
It became part of the household, returning each winter and departing every spring, bound to the rhythms of both fae and human worlds. It hunted beside them, joined their feasts, endured their hardships, and kindled their hearth with fire magic when wet wood failed them.
For the first time, Linnea understood what it meant to have a family.
Eventually, Linnea and the girl, now both grown, became lovers. Together they had children. Linnea was at the height of its vitality then, and it was around this time that aging ceased entirely. Immortality settled in quietly, without ceremony.
Then came the first true lesson the human world teaches all immortals.
Grief.
Linnea outlived its beloved partner, then its children, and then most of their descendants. Generations blurred and vanished while Linnea remained unchanged, bound to a body that would never grow old enough to match its sorrow.
As humans began relying less on hunting and more on towns, trade, and industry, Linneaโs presence became less necessary and more conspicuous. Its descendants moved away. Its role faded. Eventually, Linnea stopped returning to the human world altogether.
Linnea was once worshiped โ briefly and locally โ as a God of the Hunt, believed to guide lost hunters, lead them to game, or offer shelter during deadly winters. Some legends link them to the Wild Hunt.
Linneaโs children were never immortal, nor were they powerful in the way he was. They lived ordinary human lives, aged normally, and passed on as all humans do. Whatever fae blood they carried was already muted from the beginning, never manifesting as magic or divinity.
What endured instead was subtle. Many of Linneaโs descendants felt a quiet pull toward the forest and the moors, even generations later. Some chose to live near the tree line, worked as hunters, shepherds, or caretakers of land, or found themselves restless in crowded places. This was not a calling they could explain, only a preference that felt natural to them.
A few were slightly more sensitive to their surroundings than most. They noticed changes in weather early, felt uneasy in places where something was wrong, or found comfort in silence and open land. These traits were mild and easily dismissed as temperament or upbringing. Over time, as families moved away and memories faded, even these tendencies became less common.
Okayโฆ now that thatโs over, I think itโd be fun to just ramble about stuff
I donโt think theyโre a suitable LI consideringโฆ uhโฆ that. Plus I think they fit the role of a tired parental or guardian figure a lot better. Although, I donโt have issues with people treating them like an LI. Just personally, for me, theyโre still hesitant to establish a bond with mortals knowing that human life is fleeting and it will just end up hurting both of them.
Clothing can change. Heck, optional even bec they spend most of their time frolicking around in their fox form anyways. Shape-shifting doesnโt apply to clothing especially without specific materials and enchantments. (I love nerfing shape shifting abilities with possibility of bodily injuries via tangled clothing โฅ๏ธ. But also like, the imagery of a fox carrying a whole rolled blanket is kinda funny and odd)
Body type for both male and female versions are pretty sleek? Long torso and limbs, built but has an elegant taper to them. Idk. Something I have in mind are Naโvi body types. I will definitely work on it later.
Ignited and extinguished states are dependent on environment and emotions. Heightened emotions ignite, low or depressive emotions extinguish.
Clothing: hunting outfit, sometimes includes cloak but is often dyed a dark color to blend into the darkness during night hunts + trousers under. Otherworld outfit has drapery (fabric similar to liquid organza) and intricate silver jewelry. Both outfits may incorporate the white shawl their partner made for them. Can wear anything โ mostly just wears a tunic or shirt with their cloak, trousers, and boots. I might draw more outfits for them next time, I have design block rn TwT
Actually has an effective human disguise they like to call โDeirdreโ. Past shoulder-length, Ash brown hair often tied in a low ponytail or half-up, half-down. Wears round glasses, kept their golden-amber eyes. Adapts and blends in so well with humans you wouldnโt even notice them.
โHow are they with Gwylan?โ Idk, theyโre just glad to know thereโs another foxfolk, even tho Gwynโs not a sรญddhe like them, in town. They do share a common interest in collecting trinkets and sharing intel, etc... Linnea also buys gear occasionally from Gwynโs shop. Has a positive impression of Gwyn and Eden. (Yes ik, I do dislike current Gwylan but I refuse to let my opinions affect my writing and character interactions wwww.)
They have a lot of rules with what or how they eat. Faerie rules, iykyk. But they really love to eat yew berries which are always abundant during winter.
Title: Apricity (warmth felt during winter) because thatโs what they are. Linnea only comes to the human world during winter, and during that time they try to guide, care for, and provide for people in the forest and moors. They are their sense of comfort and warmth, and thatโs what led them to be worshipped by regular travelers and hunters in the first place. To humans back then, any entity that shows kindness and care is worthy of their worship.
Invoking the wild hunt: (note: Linnea doesnโt lead or name targets, they call and ensure it doesnโt spill to excess) instrument of choice is a whistle carved from crystallized leywood (leylines that exist between the otherworld and the human world). The sound is sharp, high, and directional. Plus, it carries far in cold air. Linnea confirms imbalance โ They step out of human sight โ Blood offered โ The whistle activates blood glyph โ Once the land answers, only then does Linnea speak (define limits and purpose, no dictating targets or mentioning names). No blood=no authority, the blood does not โpowerโ the ritual; it names the caller as accountable. Blood glyph mechanism: the glyph already exists in the land, the blood marks it as active, and the whistle aligns the ley current so the glyph can open. Important: The whistle alone does nothing. The glyph alone does nothing. The blood alone does nothing. Together tho, they allow passage.
Okay, time to sleep. I might split their lore into 3 parts? I might even post about Linneaโs children since they seem like a fun side quest to play with. I summarized Linneaโs lore here bec itโd be too long. Idk idk, Iโll play with them a bit. Definitely wanna draw them I love their flame hair
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I actually planned to be back in January, but I ran into some technical issuesโ blue screens galore! (Iโd been dealing with them since last year, but they weren't so frequent then.) I ended up taking my PC in for repairs, which took longer than expected, and I thought the problem was finally fixedโฆ but then, just yesterday, another blue screen ๐ญ Itโs driving me crazy! And I'm really not the type who likes posting via phone all the time.
At least I had a few days off in February, so I can share the next sneak peek with you. I really hope Iโll be able to answer your questions again soon. So sorry for the long wait! ๐ Thank you so much for your continued support! Let me smooch all of you ๐<3
PS: Oh, before I forget, for those who haven't noticed yet: CuriousCat no longer exists, it had to be shut down. Mage (thank you so much!) kindly saved all the responses I ever wrote. Here's the Link - which is really helpful, since I'm sure I'll forget stuff sometimes xD
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