I have a lot of mixed feelings about transandrophobia because yeah there’s definitely TERF/radfem stuff in there that concerns me, a lot. But like watching people call trans men “the weakest link” and also gleefully celebrate your oppression like this:
You do realize we’re not the men in power right? we’re not your systemic oppressors. Like, this isn’t a queer men versus queer women thing where one of them has A Privilege, I’m not able to move myself into a privilege class the same way. Like I have a lot of the same fears as cis women do plus more, and I’m not gonna like. Pretend it’s not real because you don’t understand how intersectionality works
Me knowing damn well that Rayla and Callum will get fully back together next season but also gonna end up pretty physically and mentally hurt by the end
here’s 3 things from when I played re2 a year ago before I somehow glitched the game and got stuck at the helicopter that, I, personally, think are very leon coded
Just a little forewarning for anyone who reads this (tho let’s be honest no one will lmao): I have no clue what I’m doing and it’s going to be painfully obvious!
Anyways…
So the other day I finally got to the episode in STTCW where the Batch were introduced.
In short- I love them, your honour.
So as any questionably sane semi-adult would I flew to tumblr for the ✨fanfics✨ The likes of @nahoney22, @zoeykallus and @staycalmandhugaclone are incredible and have honestly brought me so much joy these past couple days. Seriously if by some miracle someone is reading this and hasn’t checked out their work- pls do, you don’t know what your missing out on!
Now that was all fine and dandy until my brain went ‘hey your a writer too’. So now my head (and notes) are swimming in fic ideas and I’ve got the writing itch which ultimately lands me here.
I’ve never posted on tumblr before and I’m hardly ever active on wattpad (of which I will not be revealing my user for because my old writing is the stuff of actual nightmares) so I figured I’ve got nothing to lose.
All this to say: Hi, I’m Beth. I go by she/they pronouns and I’m 23. I fancy myself as a writer but I’ll be honest and admit that I suck at it. Nonetheless I’m gonna give this thing a go and hope for… well not the best so let’s go with ‘acceptable outcomes’.
I apologise beforehand to any poor soul who may stumble across what will soon be my trash fire of an account.