I can’t write about my addiction yet, because I still don’t understand it entirely. So here’s some vent art bc I need these feelings out of my head and can’t even comprehend the idea of poetically describing them with words right now.
💙Trans men aren’t Men Lite™
💙Trans men aren’t inherently smol little flower babies
💙Trans men aren’t a sexless, pocket version of Cis Men
💙Infantilizing grown trans men is creepy and gross
💙Trans men can like sex
💙Trans men can be very masculine
💙Trans men can be dominant
💙"All men" includes trans men
can’t believe Netflix is renewing a show that glorifies suicide, had graphic scenes that were trigger, had a mostly white cast, and an obvious fucking end but fucking cancels the show about black and latinx teens trying to get out of the Bronx thru music and their family. not to mention it had a plus music and even lgbt representation. but no go ahead please chase a dead plot (pun only kind of intended)
Professor Minerva McGonagall, O.M. (First Class), is a half-blood witch. Minerva is a registered Animagus who attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from 1947-1954 and was Sorted into Gryffindor House.
After her education, Minerva worked for two years at the Ministry of Magic and later returned to Hogwarts, where she became Head of Gryffindor House, Transfiguration professor and concurrently, at differing times, Deputy Headmistress and Headmistress of Hogwarts.
McGonagall was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix. In 1995, she opposed Dolores Umbridge, the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts. She also protected the students from Alecto and Amycus Carrow from 1997 until 1998, and as part of this resistance movement, fought in several battles of both wars, including the Battle of the Astronomy Tower and the Battle of Hogwarts (where she led the resistance against Lord Voldemort).
She survived the Second Wizarding War and continues her job as Headmistress.
I fucking hate the way my brain works I’m scared of my own thoughts and feelings and I have no idea how the world is going to feel in 10 seconds and I feel like there’s nothing I can do and I have no control over anything and I’m really trying to get better now more than ever before in my life but it’s just so difficult and I’m scared all the time and how am I supposed to live with a shit brain like this
I’ve heard a great deal about you, Fa Mulan. You stole your father’s armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived your commanding officer, dishonored the Chinese Army, destroyed my palace, and… you have saved us all.
Yuuri has a picture of Victor and him as his lockscreen and wallpaper, maybe from their day at the beach or a picture someone took during their pair skate or a picture from practice where they are both sweaty and laughing and so in love.
But Victor has (two different) pictures of just Yuuri and he changes them a lot (because he takes a lot of pictures of Yuuri and would like to use them as a wallpaper all at the same time), and every time he opens his phone he just forgets what he was about to do and stares at the picture for a full five minutes, marvelling at the beauty of his husband.
And one time, Yuuri uses Victor’s phone because his own is dead (when Victor is still in the shower or sth bc you know The Hair) and Victor’s lockscreen is a picture Yuuri didn’t even know existed of him looking out over the city lights of Saint-Petersburg with a small smile around his lips while he’s absentmindedly patting Makkachin, and his heart just swells until he can hardly breathe, and he figures out how to make your phone switch wallpapers every time you open them and takes a bunch of selfies where he blows kisses and makes funny faces and just smiles, but he leaves the lockscreen the way it is. And now every time Victor opens his phone, his heart stops beating for a moment and whenever one of the pictures appear Yuuri took, he immediately calls him if he’s not around to tell him how much he loves him and asks him to get married again.