Dead-stuff

anonymous asked:

just a suggestion doesn't mena you have to do it, but an idea… what if you did an arranged marriage AU, but this time Zuko is the one being sent to the SWT from Iroh. Say the war is over and the avatar was long dead and stuff and since the FN are the ones who done dirty, Iroh is fire lord, and he sends his nephew, the prince as an offering to the SWT to marry theri Princess, Katara, daughter of the chief to wed her and AHHHH just a thought

omg that could be lit tbh

This week I had a lovely conversation with an older dyke who reminded me how much a lot of people have always hated TERFs and SWERFs. 

She was talking about the time in the 1970s and 1980s when she was a young radical dyke and how many of the awesome dykes in the radical scene were trans women. So I asked her if there was ever any problem with TERFs and SWERFs. She didn’t know those words so I described them. Her reply was (paraphrasing a longer conversation):

“Oh, you mean the political lesbians? That’s what we called them at the time, no one really considered them radical. They hated everyone. They hated bisexual women who dated men. They hated us leather dykes and kinky dykes because they thought we were ‘copying the patriarchy’, they hated trans women. None of us in the radical scene liked them. A lot of them later left and admitted that they were straight but were presured to identify as lesbians in that group because being a feminist to them meant cutting all ties with men. They were like a cult. They often lived together and if you didn’t walk the political line you were dead to them. Intense stuff. ”

And like, I know her memories don’t have global relevance and there have also been places where TERFs had a much more prominent impact on the local radical women’s community, but still, to hear how despised these TERFs have always been by these truly radical dykes cheered me up a lot. 

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Photos from the Autumn London Vulture Culture meet (9th September)!!

Lots and lots of interesting species gathered that day, Seals, Hyenas, Leopards, Crocodiles etc! I had an absolutely lovely time with users such as @prettydeadstuff , @mutantboylondon , @the-journeytree@essayofthoughts & @scrapula ((and many more!!))

How I Came Out As FTM Transgender To My Mother

“You need to wear your new dress. It’s so pretty!” my mom exclaimed as we drove to the beach.

My face darkened.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

I paused. I am transgender. It was on the tip of my tongue. “Nothing,” I mumbled instead.

“Really? Tell me. Are you lesbian again?” my mom asked with a laugh.

“Not exactly…” I trailed off.

“So you’re bisexual? Pansexual? Tell me what’s going on.”

I paused before replying, “Nah.”

“Tell me.”

I took a breath and I let it go, “I’m trans.” “What?”

“Transgender.”

“No you’re not. You’re not a fucking boy, [birth name],” she replied, laughing at me sarcastically. I was shocked. My mother always told me she’d accept me… No matter what.

“Yes, I am. I’m trans,” I tried defending myself. She then continued on to rant about how I’m not a boy, I’m just confused. She told me that she’s done with me. I’m a disappointment. She said that she’ll never accept me, ever. She’ll never accept me cutting off my boobs and getting a dick that doesn’t work. She put me in therapy when we got home, after screaming at me about how I’m a manipulative liar that leads people on. I don’t act stereotypically boyish (around her) so I can’t be a boy. She told me to shut the fuck up until I decide what college I’m going to. She said that instead of being so focused on my sexuality or identity, I should be focusing on college (which is in three years). It’s kind of hard to act like a perfect, straight-A daughter when I’m actually a straight-A son. I’m turning 15 on June 30, in eight days. I hoped she’d react better. But now she fucking hates me.

And when we got home, she was the one crying, as if she was the one who was told that she was invalid and confused. As if she had been told that she doesn’t matter.   

 

 My name is Ryan. I am transgender. And I cannot be stopped.

UPDATE: MY MOTHER SEARCHED MY ENTIRE BEDROOM. SHE TOOK MY BINDER AND MY PACKER ALONG WITH MULTIPLE OTHER POSSESSIONS OF MINE. SHE BANNED ME FROM GOING TO MY LOCAL YOUTH PRIDE (WHERE I GOT A FREE BINDER). SHE HAS INVADED MY PRIVACY AND I WILL DISCUSS ALL OF THIS TO MY THERAPIST SO THAT I CAN GET MY THINGS BACK AND BEGIN BINDING AGAIN.

MY LACK OF COMFORT WITH MY BODY WILL NOT STOP ME. I WILL GET MY BINDER BACK AND I WILL TAKE BACK MY FREEDOMS. 

Update 12/6/16: it’s been a year and a half and no progress has been made. I have a new binder that I got secretly but I’m not allowed to talk to therapists anymore and my mental state is suffering. She still is very aggressive about my gender and uses only my dead name and incorrect pronouns. 570 days till I turn 18. Let’s get there.