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Black ace culture is finally realising why so many people assumed you were more sexual than you actually were when you were a child...

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hi if you like the fact that i write about shapeshifters and marine based creatures, you might like my Fins Above book series, which are always for $1

it's set in a world where there are known shapeshifters called mimics, and the species that came from them, merfolk. the books focus on how both groups navigate a human-centric society that values money and corruption over lives, and the revolution that the different species raise in order to achieve equality.

it is xenofiction, and all characters that are prioritized are nonhuman, and is best read by another nonhuman.

https://azrielpierce.gumroad.com/l/mazis

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/fins-above-hail-mohi/1144179414

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Updated pages; Groups, Guide.

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nonbinary character i have named Briny who defies the crown, has a hot wife, kills monarchs, and can fuck (in that order btw read the books)

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yiba is a he/him lesboy btw i want you guys to know that

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the relationships between all of the Fins'Above get weird too because everything is so interconnected. also some members are of different species but because they speak the same language/dialects. Seiche and Clayfoot would look wrong to anyone looking at it from a human x feral perspective.

but when you actually look at Clayfoot, you see him for what he is - the same species as her - he's just been mutilated and genetically modified.

i explore themes of transformation, transspecies identity, and nonhumanity in my books because I am nonhuman.

him reclaiming his nonhumanity from him when it was taken isn't about becoming feral again - It's about rising to the occasion to prevent any more from being subject to humanization like he was. his very existence is rare, and if he hadn't survived the initial testing, he would have been pelted.

i don't care to argue semantics over if his relationship with his mate is human x feral now that he's in a human shape, i care about discussing their similarities and their shared language which allows for them both to consent. their apparent species shouldn't dictate that.

additionally, many of his experiences align with the experiences of friends i have gained over time between writing the books, and i have used and understood their emotions to the point of writing Clayfoot with the intention of telling those stories in a world where it is apparent and the mystical natures are revealed instead of hidden.

The thing is, I also would like to explore the narratives where he does not transition and one where he does, being dysphoric while maintaining a body that does not function because of the forced humanity upon him. But that's for the drafts.. and that's why I write Fins Above.

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Fins Above: A Chance dropping soon be ready

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terms that have cropped up to discuss transandrophobic discrimination:

trans broken arm syndrome

similar to fat broken arm syndrome; the way that doctors blame medical problems being experienced solely on testosterone or estrogen

tomboy breaking

an umbrella term for tropes that force gender nonconforming female characters back towards femininity or womanhood, usually to "bring out the true woman underneath all that masculinity" in order to sexualize them

reproductive detransition or corrective-rca / detrans-rca

similar to reproductive coercive abuse; a method of forcibly detransitioning a trans man/masc person by having them carry a child, reproductive detransition and corrective-rca would be if a trans man/masc person does not want to be a seahorse dad and detrans-rca is if the trans man/masc person does want to be a seahorse dad

malgendering

can also happen to trans women; when people only call trans men/woman by their gender to insult or belittle them (eg, "only a woman would be stupid enough to transition to be a woman", or "trans men really are men because this one mansplained to me" when said trans man was talking to this person about his personal interests)

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Fucking freak

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i am better now my beautiful sun kissed wife talked me out of it.

we most likely will not be going to work for at least 2 days, will update the team on our communication and our recent uhh... "mishandling of life".

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Am I wrong to be disappointed in the gettys queer history exhibit? I adored seeing everything and everyone don't get me wrong, but there was one photograph for intersex people. It was someone's genitals. The info board only said they didn't know the name of the subject and it was likely taken for medical purposes. People were gathering in that corner and gawking. My only representation in the queer art history space was a nonconsentual picture of genitals. That was it. The only representation they had for intersex history was a waist down picture of someone's genitals. Not our activism, not Hermaphrodites with Attitude, not our lives, not our faces, not our books, not the celebrities or athletes with variations, not our myths or statues or ancient art, just genitals. I left the event early, because I couldn't stop looking at people and knowing that if I talked to them about being intersex all they would see would be genitals, because I knew that after the whole exhibit they would all only know me as genitals.

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It’s very likely Jimmy never handled a gun in his life and his first time was literally when he had to fight for his life against Swansea. His hands won’t stop shaking, the way the gun recoils like he’s not bracing himself for it, he’s trying to posture with it, no etiquette.

I know he’s stressed and half insane at this point but it’s just another little detail of his lack of qualifications as “Captain”. He was never trained, he never desired to learn to keep cool or deliberate under pressure, he’s not great with using a tool meant for a proper Captain. A better Captain wouldn’t have to resort to using it.

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so i usually don't post after having meltdowns or something. but i thought i would, unfiltered with no trigger warnings to how i feel and what i am currently thinking about doing. okay? are we all in agreement that i am currently mentally unwell and am not physically okay? ok.

i have been contemplating committing for a while. not just now but in general. a while. years. i have seasonal depression. i also qualify for sever gender dysphoria.

i feel sick and i feel disgusted and i feel like my body is on fire and i cant breathe or see because there are tears in my eyes and i feel like im a failure and i feel like im not being seen as human.

im afraid of fucking up and losing my job because im outwardly weird and i can't understand things and everyone treats me like a chidl they need to help and a child they have to baby 24/7 and keep watch over

im an adult and i have been. instead of getting angry and screaming i have been crying and i have been thinking about attempting again. i tried once and nothing is working.

so i just give up and i wait and i go dormant and let someone else take front and fix the mess i made.

family issues, then losing confidence and having mounds of pressure, being harassed for things, getting tired of it all. none of it matters because people have it worse right???

i shouldn't be complaining. i sound like a child who knows nothing. i dont even pay for half the shit i live under. i don't have a car. i don't have medical bills. i don't pay for insurance. i don't pay for this or that. im fucking broke and im a part time sales associate who can't even get enough money from that job OR my books to make it through a damn week. i have nothing. nothing to my name. not even a thousand yet. i live paycheck to fucking paycheck.

i know people care and i know people love me but i cant keep telling myself that and getting up the next day to go to work because who i work around are transphobic, racist, cunts. all the time. no matter how many times i want to not talk i am forced to talk to people who make me uncomfortable and have spoken to me like i am lesser. i am made to deal with it because im at their will, my superior, their subordinate. And im so tired of working hard for their bullshit and fearing not having another way to support me.

im am in immediate danger of doing things to myself and i know i can't bring myself to do it but i know i can and that's the dangerous part.

it seems so childish to be crying over first world problems when my whole life ive had amazing stories and money and happiness and ive had everything. not rich, not poor. moderate. and maybe its just the reality of it all coming to get me and maybe im scared of being an adult but i swear im not because i am and want to be one - i just can't put up with people fucking me over and making me look bad and lying on my name and doing weird shit and knowing i have family issues back at home and still pestering me knowing i have episodes like this and embarrassing me and making me look like im in diapers...

i get home. its the same bullshit at work. i cry at work, i cry at home. no one cares and id rather them not. its eaiser thst way. so easy. so...

when can i be treated like a human and not someone to benefit from?

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Welp, the disc horse is happening again, thus the question is once again relevant:

Is this a story about Animals, or is it a story about People?

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there are like 3 sex scenes in the newest draft of FA: A Chance, but one is short and the other two span most of the chapter exclusively because it's to introduce new plots and exposition i swear i don't write books about sex just because they always mean something 💀

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For I am alone

For I am alone

That silencing of time

Where the dancing scents

come off your colone.

You taste my wrists

you bite my lips.

Tell me how bitter

that honey really is.

When it's just us

you take my hand in yours

basking your glow upon me

doing me a great justice.

Let's sneak off into the bathroom

for I seek your reflection

to further understand

how you may have teared through

this heart of mine.

eyes beside mine

fingers around mine

skin tastes like mine.

I look at myself in the mirror

I make sure you know who you are

we make up one body, one soul

you are me

and I am you

For I am alone

in this empty room

just us, me and you.