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Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.

It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.

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help? - jegulus fluff oneshot - word count: 442 - not quite angst, regulus is disabled and trans (wow look at me projecting)

He's tired. Regulus is so tired. Tired of work, tired of socializing, and tired of his own body betraying itself. His chest feels like its caving and his feet and calves are heavy. The moment he gets home he stops worrying about his balance, bouncing into the sheets as they consume him, almost like he's falling into a cloud. Now, he doesnt have to pay any mind to anything but his mind. But his mind has other plans.

His first concern is that he hasn't taken off his binder, and its hurting his ribs. That leads him to remember that he's very poor in the comfort department. He needs to get into pajamas. Now. His eyes gloss over from behind his closed eyelids. He couldn't force himself to get up if he tried. He just misses James.

James who would always help him. Save him from pain in his life, and hardships in his daydreams. James who would bring him the sun if he was cold, james who would bring him the sea if he was overheating. Now, he would say 'speak of the devil', but James is nothing of the sort. He walks in to find a very fashionable, very disgruntled Regulus, laying on his back, eyes droopy. "You can't possibly be comfortable in that."

"...'m not." he hesitates, wondering whether he should assure James of information him about his discomfort.

"You should change into something else, baby, you look tired."

"Mmmmhm." is all he can muster. Silence fills the room for about 5 seconds before James suggests an altervative.

"You want me to help you?"

Regulus nods appreciatively, even if he does think he looks a bit pathetic.

He starts with untying his dress-shoes and slipping them off gently, cautious to not knick his ankles. Regulus silently unbuttons his slacks as James pulls them off from the cuffs. He goes to take off his top layers, but James is quick to hold a hand to his chest, gently telling him that he's got it. How gentle he always was.

After they've successfully completed undressing and dressing Regulus, James heads to their dresser where he spends around a minute doing the same for himself, and then dimming the lighting on his way back over to their bed. Regulus got a bit teary-eyed about James' kindness, and spoke to him quietly about how much he loves his gentle hands and gentle words. Oh, and did he mention he was gentle? No, he didn't think so. James reminded him many times, with words and actions, that yes, he is gentle, and yes Regulus did note that a time of two. They slept soundly.

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jegulily smut is so bad. like wdym two bisexual boyfriends are together and fuck in front of a bisexual girl and theyre all in love? wdym lily tells them what to do? wdym even when reg doms james lily is still telling them what to do? wdym im hot for it???

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hes so special to me (im bisexual and autistic)

gotta give it to the percy jackson fans, you really do love your main character. for other franchises, fans usually place the #1 blorbo title on a specific side character. but in percy jackson you really love your percy jackson

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This is canon 😭😭😭

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICO IM SO SORRY I MISSED IT YESTERDAY

"who celebrates fictional people's birthdays...?" I DO. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICO DI ANGELO.

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guys i came back to this account to say ive recently come out as a trans man and still agree with this. youve detransitioned and still consider yourself trans? yes absolutely. gender is such a beautiful and interesting thing and to assume a cisgender person cant be connected to a previous identity is bullshit

Hey you- trans person that doesn’t want to or can’t medically transition- you are loved and your body is not more or less feminine/masculine just because you are staying with the body you grew into. You deserve to be seen and respected no matter what. I will personally cheer for you on the sidelines. No one should make you feel othered for being the way you are.

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nsfw !!

percabeth but one time annabeth gives him a hand/blowjob and he gets so tense that he accidentally wills his cum not to come out and after a while they stop so he can catch his breath and relax and when they get back to it he just. immediately cums. harder than he ever has. and its just so insane

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back - percabeth minific (post TLO) - word count: 1,280 - a little angst, nsfw under the cut

Annabeth sat waiting for Percy to arrive. Although she trusted him to go on a quest alone, she was beginning to regret her agreement. How stupid of him to do this all by himself? He was obviously not fit to do so. I mean he's strong, but honestly, he could use some intellectual assistance at times. Why did he go through with this? Hades, he could.. That sunk in quicker than Annabeth expected. Die.

Her heart sunk to her stomach. Percy could quite literally die. She didn't know what she would do if he died. In her sorrowed act of looking upwards, expecting to be met with melancholic faces of other awaiting campers, she saw Percy's, worry streaked with dirt. She immediately stood up and ran to him with her arms wide open. Annabeth squeezed him, albeit shocking Percy, he squeezed her back. "I thought you weren't gonna come back!!" she scolded him, and when Percy thought he was gonna get an "I missed you" or "I'm so glad you're okay," he realized he really should've thought better as she pulled away with furrowed brows.

"How could you think this was okay to do??!! Go out all by yourself to appease Hades??? god of death!!?? Dont be so stupid next time you choose who comes with you on a damn quest!!!" she once again scolded him. "I know, I know," He smiled, leaning forward to hold her to remind her he in fact didn't get his skin ripped off in the process of getting attacked by Furies. She almost pushed him away at her anger, but decided against it, letting him engulf her. See, Percy had learned that Annabeth only got upset when she was worried about something, and to only calm her nerves if she ever sounded like she hated him. "I'm so glad you're back, Percy." she eventually whispered to his chest, maybe his heart if she could reach it. "I am too."

Led to the Posiden cabin by Annabeth, Percy was walked into it's front door from the inside, pushing it shut. She held the sides of his head, kissing him sweetly. Don't take it so surprised when I tell you that Percy had misunderstood this loving gensture. Or rather, his body that had misunderstood. Annabeth didn't realize she'd begun holding her breath until he had starting talking. "God, I'm sorry I, I didn't mean for that.. that to be uhm.." "I don't..mind. If you don't," she muttered. They both stared at each other for a while. Percy's breath had quickened, and Annabeth didn't even think she could breathe. They had never done anything sexual aside from making out occasionally. This was sort of horrifying in a way.

Annabeth placed a finger on his lip and looked up, begging him to say yes. He nodded his head and she leaned forward to kiss him. It was rougher this time, and he leaned forward in such a way that they both trampled eachother a bit to get the the bed, like if they were at a ball and both really bad at dancing. Once they landed at the head of the mattress, Annabeth ended up on top of Percy, holding the sides of his arms as he held the sides of her head. He yearned so much for her, more than he had since she first kissed him. He had tried to feel her, to hold her when she cried, to have his hand in hers, to twist her braids in his fingers as she layed on top of him, and that was close enough. But now, he couldn't be close enough. He felt like every part of him needing her closer, and he didnt know what it was. He looked desprate, like a puppy, and was too desprate for her to care. It was in his chest, making every bone shake in need for her.

He bucked his hips up. "Yeah?" Annabeth said. Not asked. Said. There was something about it that he knew she didnt need to question. He thought maybe he should have wanted to back out, tell her it wasn't the right time, that he needed space to think about it. But he didn't.

With his permission, their clothes came off. Slow, it started with his shirt, then his belt, then his jeans, then his boxers. He regretted not earlier realizing that Annabeth had done the same with her clothes.

Their modesty now discarded somewhere unimportant to them, Percy felt ready for whatever she would do. "Is this okay?" She sweetly inquired, making Percy's breath go sharp. He nodded quickly, his jaw slacking a bit. A condom had already been rolled onto him. She tilted her hips towards his, and he hastily gripped them, although lightly as to not stop her. She dropped onto him lightly and Percy was just about ready to praise every god he did and did not believe in. "Oh my gods, beth." he breathily muttered. Annabeth taunted sweet again. "Yeah, perce?" "Yeah." His heart was beating so fast he could feel his veins. Annabeth tilted lower slightly and grinded him into her, bouncing slightly. "Where'd you.. learn all this from?" His voice shook, telling of how shocked he was. "Percy, I've read books before." she said matter-of-factly, somehow calm and collected and not freaking the fuck out about this. However, her breath did quicken when she sped up, tired almost from the work. Percy found it difficult to verbalize his concern due to their situation, but asked anyway. "Are you sure that... fuck... that.. you're okay, with this..?" It was almost a whipser because of how hard he was breathing. "Yeah, of course, honey."

Annabeth then pressed the first button she could think of. Praise. For a long time, especially in academics, or when Percy was learning something new, he would fluster himself with often praise of Annabeth. She never thought it to really be anything, until she saw him then, laying out just for her on the large blue bed, she considered that maybe, he was this. Not entirely, he almost never exhibited this kind of desire, but to think that parts of his life—their life—were tainted with it. His hips jerked, anonymous to his intentions, As if his thoughts had been heard, it flew out of her mouth too fast.

"You're so good Perce, so fucking good.." A reactive moan bubbled up inside his throat, and into his mouth, surprising Annabeth but motivating her anyhow. "So good, Percy, such a good boy for me," she praised, not stuttering once, "Youre so pretty like this, oh fuck, yes.." Her pace sped and she impulsively tugged his hair, not realizing that she may have been crossing a line. She almost got the chance to apologize, but Percy almost immediately came. And he came hard. He sang a long string of whimpers to her, even if he may have not realized it. To anyone else it may have sounded like he was crying, of maybe hit his leg on something. Or was being held hostage. (I dont think either of them cared.)

His hips rose high, grinding into Annabeth as she came with him, with a soft but low and forced sound. She held onto his shoulders tightly, but even after she'd come down a bit, yet not quite entirely, Percy was still trying desperately to hold on to reality. "Are you okay baby?" She inquired sweetly. He nodded his head with a soft "Mhm.."

And for a while, just a while, after Percy had reached over to throw away the protection, after he pulled up a blanket, after he took a sip of water, they fell asleep for the first time in days. They were peaceful. Together.

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and dont forget how it represents eternity and emptinessn of time when it passes

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i dont want to be an anthropologist because its easy. i dont want to be an archeologist to get muddy. i dont want to be a biologist for surgery. i want to be an anthropologist because of people. i want to be an archeologist because every bit of the past was once the present and is just as importants as today. i want to be a biologist so people in horrible circumstances have some logical reason as to why things are fucked up. i dont want to know about people so i can do tests on them. i dont want to know about the past for america. i dont want to learn about the brain for science. i want to know about people because people deserve to be known, just as i am speaking what i already know in case someone after i say it will hear it. i want to learn about the past for the sake of knowing that someone started birth and i am here today because thousands of billions of lines of women decided they were going to have children and that is so beautiful. i want to learn about the brain because i get to understand what chemicals i contain that make me who i am. a physical manifestation of my being within a shell. oh and uhm im also mentally ill, queer, and neurodivergent does that change anything about what i just said

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Trying to prove a point

REBLOG IF YOU THINK AROACE / aro/ ace PEOPLE ARE A VALID PART OF THE LGBTQ+ COMMUNITY , LIKE IF YOU DON’T

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Trying to prove a point to my transphobic parents

Reblog if trans men are REAL, VALID AND HANDSOME MEN, NO MATTER HOW THEY CHOOSE TO PASS

Reblog if trans women are REAL, VALID, AND BEAUTIFUL WOMEN, NO MATTER HOW THEY CHOOSE TO PASS

And finally, because it's a part of my argument for this point, and also because they are,

Reblog if nonbinary and genderqueer people in general, are REAL, VALID, AND GORGEOUS PEOPLE, NO MATTER HOW THEY PASS

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remus who has dealt with bone pains his entire life and knows how to crack his back in every way possible, sirius who gets a kink in his back one day and remus is trying his absolute hardest to help him but its just not working (sirius just wanted remus to feel him up)

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I'd be unstoppable if I didn't have to worry about time or money or having a body

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