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reblog this if you are not only okay with booping spams but encourage it. blow up my notifications go buck wild we both get our big funny boop numbers

Made an oc maker challenge for rw community! Inspired by @shimmeringembers & @thenalanita-art ♡

Have fun!

it's not just about love

throughout the month of june, but especially today, on international pride day, "love is love" is being slapped everywhere. and while thats an important part of pride and we do fight for equality, seeing the queer movement being boiled down to that always hurts me. as a trans person (and also as someone on the aromantic spectrum), every single "love brings us all together!" and "everyone has the right to love!" feels more and more like a slap in the face.

every day, there's more anti trans legislation. more transgender, especially trans women and transfeminine people of color, are murdered. more trans men commit suicide. this cant be solved with love by itself.

every day, the societal gender norms are shoved down the throats of nonbinary, genderqueer, and gender nonconforming people. these people constantly suffer with not only microaggressions that discredit and invalidate their identities, their non-traditional pronouns, their expressions, but also with actual violent acts just because they dare to exist. and i won't even go into talking about the violence that intersex children are subjected to and how these bodies are made invisible. what does all this have to do with the "right to love"?

if this kind of question has never crossed your mind, i hope you take this post as an invitation to re-evaluate your role as an ally to queer people whose identity is NOT just about their relationships and who they are attracted to, romantically or sexually. what do you do to help the fight this huge part of the community?

not everything can be solved with a rainbow flag emoji.

Reblogging for reference

STOP DOING THIS IN INJURY FICS!!

Bleeding:

Blood is warm. if blood is cold, you’re really fucking feverish or the person is dead. it’s only sticky after it coagulates.

It smells! like iron, obv, but very metallic. heavy blood loss has a really potent smell, someone will notice.

Unless in a state of shock or fight-flight mode, a character will know they’re bleeding. stop with the ‘i didn’t even feel it’ yeah you did. drowsiness, confusion, pale complexion, nausea, clumsiness, and memory loss are symptoms to include.

blood flow ebbs. sometimes it’s really gushin’, other times it’s a trickle. could be the same wound at different points.

it’s slow. use this to your advantage! more sad writer times hehehe.

Stab wounds:

I have been mildly impaled with rebar on an occasion, so let me explain from experience. being stabbed is bizarre af. your body is soft. you can squish it, feel it jiggle when you move. whatever just stabbed you? not jiggly. it feels stiff and numb after the pain fades. often, stab wounds lead to nerve damage. hands, arms, feet, neck, all have more motor nerve clusters than the torso. fingers may go numb or useless if a tendon is nicked.

also, bleeding takes FOREVER to stop, as mentioned above.

if the wound has an exit wound, like a bullet clean through or a spear through the whole limb, DONT REMOVE THE OBJECT. character will die. leave it, bandage around it. could be a good opportunity for some touchy touchy :)

whump writers - good opportunity for caretaker angst and fluff w/ trying to manhandle whumpee into a good position to access both sites

Concussion:

despite the amnesia and confusion, people ain’t that articulate. even if they’re mumbling about how much they love (person) - if that’s ur trope - or a secret, it’s gonna make no sense. garbled nonsense, no full sentences, just a coupla words here and there.

if the concussion is mild, they’re gonna feel fine. until….bam! out like a light. kinda funny to witness, but also a good time for some caretaking fluff.

Fever:

you die at 110F. no 'oh no his fever is 120F!! ahhh!“ no his fever is 0F because he’s fucking dead. you lose consciousness around 103, sometimes less if it’s a child. brain damage occurs at over 104.

ACTUAL SYMPTOMS:

sluggishness

seizures (severe)

inability to speak clearly

feeling chilly/shivering

nausea

pain

delirium

symptoms increase as fever rises. slow build that secret sickness! feverish people can be irritable, maybe a bit of sass followed by some hurt/comfort. never hurt anybody.

ALSO about fevers - they absolutely can cause hallucinations. Sometimes these alter memory and future memory processing. they're scary shit guys.

fevers are a big deal! bad shit can happen! milk that till its dry (chill out) and get some good hurt/comfort whumpee shit.

keep writing u sadistic nerds xox love you

ALSO I FORGOT LEMME ADD ON:

YOU DIE AT 85F

sorry I forgot. at that point for a sustained period of time you're too cold to survive.

pt 2

So I fucking adore time loops in any piece of media I consume (within reason [mostly fanfic])

Characters starting of pretty normal and trying to escape

That point in some plots where they realise they aren't the only ones trapped

~Trauma bonding and shenanigans (angsty or crack) ensue~ The effect of how many cycles or loops spent on them (specifically if there's only one trapped in a timeloop ooo that some good existential angst there) And then either they come out or they don't

But either way they changed

and sometimes aren't even recognisable as who they once were (Ship of Theseus anyone?)

as they slowly go through stages of a time loop, often falling into a state of insanity, then depression (sometimes those are switched), and many different phases before falling somewhere unknown

sometimes good

sometimes depressing

sometimes bad

And if they do escape the fluff and comfort (or heart-breaking angst :)) makes for (at least in my opinion) a beautiful and fulfilling story

It can lead to some very interesting situations and analysation

anywho I just love time loops

Flippin hell this is epic

When you are a classical musician and the public asks you to play Queen …

I am currently trapped in a warm cosy bed by not one BUT TWO cats who are intermittently purring and are decidedly not fighting, while the weather outside is a glorious overcast.

I am having a great day ☺️

Just walked into the bathroom only to realise that one of my cat's is burying his snout deep into the catnip plant and beginning to graze...

Fuck hayfever

my nose is SO SORE and ITCHY from all the stupid dust and pollen

No matter where you are in the world you cannot escape from Poppy Playtime (it is inevitable)