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ohhh my god. Ok so i was explaining bottom surgery to my dad. And he wasnt weird about it thank god (i didnt expect him to be mind you but yknow cis people) but at the fucking end he was like. Well you know what the other term for a phalloplasty is right. and i was like. what is it. And he said. it's an addadicktomy. (Like. add a dick to me.) my dad out-joked me about something transgender. i cant believe this
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This is a ‘glench’ and
This is a ‘glench’ and it is so small that you can’t see it
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The old world crumbling all i see is shadows and silhouettes all around me
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Nissan 180SX Type X, 1995. A sister model to the Nissan Silvia S13 sold via Nissan Bluebird Store dealers and on international markets as the 200SX and 240SX. The 180 model name originally referred to the car's 1.8 litre engine though by 1995 the engine had been enlarged to 2.0 litres.
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sorry for how I acted when there were multiple noises happening at the same time
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Perspectives are a funny thing...Neither of them are reliable narrators!
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I love how the Hive have such an interesting relationship to gender.
Like the Krill had sexual dimorphism, and hermaphroditism inherently, they change their physical morph to match their function within the “colony.”
And during this time, the gender is framed as reflecting the morph, but then the Hive Gods happen, and while the Hive still posses the morphs of the Krill (albeit evolved), the gender identity is no longer tied to it.
Xivu Arath, their God of War is a Female presenting Knight
Nokris is a male presenting Wizard.
Oryx transitioned so fucmifn hard he invented an entirely new sex just for himself, we love a King.
And I love this, I love that they have this attitude of existing as you wish to exist, because you’re alive, you’ve alive and you are here, because you have survived the universe, and you have earned the right to chose who and what you are.
And honestly, Oryx puts it best himself.
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this legit made me stop believing in knight papyrus
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Ohhh mu goddd my boy 😭😭😭
Okay so recently my darling angel cat son Ollie has been giving me signals that I have LEARNED means his natural young predator instincts are kicking in and he’s inviting me to play-wrestle, and over the last couple days I’ve been figuring how to go about stimulating these instincts without encouraging spontaneous violence, yeah?
So I’ve slowly started communicating with the word “fight” to signal that it’s okay to proceed- once he KNOWS the word I’ll get him another talking button to prompt me back, but for now, I’m going with body language- when he gives me his usual bastard signals, I say “fight”, sit on the ground, and cover my hands and arms with a backwards coat or a blanket. Right now, I put my covered arms up, and he’s been taking that as invitation to “attack”.
But I want him to know an emergency stop, too, so I figured when he bites too hard or gets too rough, I’ll make a high squeaking “ow” sound like I have normally since getting him.
Just like… five minutes ago, I was sitting on the floor wrassling with him, and one of his claws got through a hole and scratched my arm.
It wasn’t very bad, but it WAS a good learning opportunity, so I made the “ow” noise and dropped my arms.
My boy. My sweet perfect son. He froze mid-bite, holding on a second, then let go, let me scoot away, paused a sec… then snagged a nearby kicky fish toy, picked it up with his teeth, and started shaking it around like he was an angry little bulldog.
My precious baby angel recognized the ‘playing too rough/unhappy/pain’ sound, stopped of his own accord, and then- recognizing I was hurt and withdrawing, but still wanting very badly to fight- redirected himself UNPROMPTED to one of his toys instead of attempting to re-engage when I wasn’t ready
I’m so stupid proud right now. I’m very careful about not mentally anthropomorphizing animal behaviour because it can go so wrong but like. Seeing evidence that little mans KNEW we were playing, KNEW I wanted to stop, WANTED to keep going, made the connection in his head of “playing attack with dad - Dad hurt - Dad doesn’t want play - Ollie want play - attack Fishie” is absolutely insane.
It’s one thing to know he has a process, but it’s a totally different thing to like… slowly, carefully learn to work out exactly how he communicates, and watch him clearly think things out in return.
My baby likes to fight. My boy doesn’t want to hurt me. My little guy has a concept of respect and boundaries and inappropriate behaviour, as broad and nebulous as it is, and he is capable of making choices with that information.
It’s absolutely blowing my mind. He is a cat. He is 17 months old.
And he is demonstrating- to the greatest capacity that one could feasibly expect from an animal, to the best of his ability- what one may reasonably describe as kindness, consideration, and selflessness.
😭 I’ve raised such a good little boyyyyyyyyyyy😭😭😭😭😭❤️😭😭😭😭😭❤️😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹💞🩷💗💞🩷💞💞💞💞💗💗💕🥹❤️
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why do the words caregiver and caretaker mean the same thing. Shouldn't they be rival jobs that undo each others progress
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i think its so funny that relationship milestones are only shared and acknowledged when the relationship in question is romantic. like if me and my bestie start dating we gotta tell everybody and their mama but nobody ever wants to hear about how over the course of several months me and my friends from the internet have co-authored beautiful erotica together sometimes beginning as early in the day as 7am EST
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