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I just really like dragons, ok?

@thought-u-said-dragon-queen

life's too short for me specifically to care about pronouns. Go wild. I like to go fast, and I LOVE to go fast down hills and get that stomach-left-behind feeling, but I can NOT handle roller coasters. I also can't climb trees, because I can't get to high without freaking out. I haven't tried weed, but I'll let you know. There. That is a thing you now know about me. I hope you're happy. Oh, you wanted my name? You can call me Sigyn or Elias or something like that. Nicknames are neat.

I don't feel like I'm agender, specifically, but I'm also not gendered. I'm just non-gendered right now, and I'll play with labels some more later.

I do want to start trying out different names, though. If you want to use a name to refer to me, I'm currently going by Elias or Sigyn (but only on the internet for now because baby steps), and will accept nicknames based on either of those, like Lia or El or whatever else you can come up with. I'm also always down to be referred to by my username, or as Salem.

(I don't even want to get started on pronouns. Shit's hard)

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greelin

my dark twisted secret is i always use my turn signals whenever possible because i believe they were included in vehicles for a reason. i’m a bit of a freak this way. a weirdo

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greelin

many funny and true things going on in the notes. but also

what the hell is going on up there.

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firesnap

Genuinely did not think Niki would join another super high profile server after the trauma associated with dsmp. And she's going to be a bridge for so many communities. And she's going to get to RP with both cool new people and people we know she loves to RP with from the past. It's great news for everyone

Virgil: Hey Logan, can we stay with you for a while?

Logan: All of you? Why?

Janus: Remus was playing with an Ouija board and cursed the entire apartment.

Remus: Ok but I was trying to get the spirits to show me how to make slime and Virgil wasn’t any help. He kept trying to banish them by throwing salt (not how you do that by the way)—

Virgil: And you know how to banish them?

Remus: —and yelling ‘DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A HOTEL TO YOU??

Janus: So now we have ghosts is what he’s saying—

Logan:

Logan: You’re all idiots. Here’s a key, dinner’s at 7.

thinking about middle aged gay love is like. we have a future and we have time

my mother divorced my father when i was 7. it wasn’t because she was gay, though she did discover this later (another reminder that it’s okay to find out who you are at 40, at 50, etc, and also for who you are to change) but because she had thought he was the great love of her life and he turned out to be a shitty person.

my mother married my ma when i was 11. i think they do have a great love. i think they love each other the way you can when you’re middle aged – having seen the world, being able to see each other’s flaws, knowing themselves. they see each other in full, and they love each other and the world for it. 

they dance on the street to buskers (very embarrassing when you’re twelve; very cute when you look back on it as an adult). i shit you not – they pass me their purses and dance on the sidewalk, laughing. i thought was something that only happened in movies.

my ma makes my mother eggs every morning because my mother can’t cook for shit. my mother presses my ma’s work blazers for her because my ma still can’t figure out how to work the new iron. 

when it was warm, high-school me would wake up on the weekends and wander downstairs to find them sitting in the backyard in the sun, drinking coffee together and splitting the newspaper in a surgical, exact process since they’d worked out who wanted which sections years ago. 

my mother is happier than she’s ever been. my ma, too. there is a future out there for every gay person who’s always known they’re gay, like my ma, and for everyone who figures it out later, like my mother. there’s time. 

they’re growing old together. i cannot express to you how much they are leading happy lives, loving each other, with a huge family surrounding them. i cannot express to you how much they have this beautiful future that they are living and will live. 

i want you to know, if you don’t have any older gays in your life: they’re out there. and they’re living these full, happy lives.

sometimes i look to my moms and i think, i want a life like yours. and looking at them makes me believe i will get it. 

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lesspopped

I’ve seen more and more people, Australian and not, pushing back on this the past couple of years, and I think most of my followers already know it, but since I just ran into it, it seemed worth mentioning: generally, if you’re discussing alpha/beta/omega tropes or fic or dynamics, it’s best to either write it out fully, as alpha/beta/omega, or call it omegaverse. or A/O, or A/O/B, or…almost anything else, really. the commonly-used abbreviation/acronym for “alpha/beta/omega” is a very offensive racist slur in Australia. (yes, even when you put slashes between the letters — that makes it clearer that you’re using it in the fannish context, not as a racist slur, but it doesn’t really obscure the word itself. I know for me, if a new AU concept took the world by storm, a criminal AU where the possible roles were, say, killer/investigator/kidnapper/executioner, slashes between the letters of the abbreviation wouldn’t actually help hide the antisemitic slur or make me feel much more comfortable with it, and I think a lot of us would not be thrilled if it were slurs we’re more familiar with!)

I’ve been seeing “omegaverse” used a lot more recently, and heard more people mentioning it in general, so I think this is catching on. but I just opened a silly little uquiz and then immediately closed it because the very first question used the abbreviation, so for people who might not have heard this yet, now you know!

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liz-squids

Singlehandedly improving Australian-US relations in one Tumblr post.