HELP FROM NATIVE SPEAKERS WANTED
So, this is not meant to be a preview, but I'm writing the last scenes of this week's fic and got confused. I try so hard to keep my english neat and perfect gramatically wise, but I'm not sure which one of these phrases is right.
Targaryen blood called to each other. Like moths to a flame, slowly stumbling into each other’s arms, thinking yourselves the last man and woman on earth. You were not. If you were to have a child with any other man, the children would still be Targaryens.
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Targaryen's blood called to each other. Like moths to a flame, slowly stumbling into each other’s arms, thinking yourselves the last man and woman on earth. You were not. If you were to have a child with any other man, the children would still be Targaryens.
Third option: All of the options are wrong. Please write the right answer.
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Gaz rounds up everyone in the 141 and makes them take a break and watch movies with him
He is literally the only one who has a healthy work/life balance and he will make sure the others also have a healthy work/life balance
Ghost and price are the main pillows for the sergeants while the sergeants act like blankets, it’s all very soft and cute
Well it turns 2 am and all of them are passed out on the couch curled into each other in ways that don’t look comfy but are, and everything is great
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your art makes me wanna start testosterone
i can't read tone well, so this is either an incredibly touching ask, or an extremely funny one, and in the absence of confirmation: both!
i'm in a chatty mood, so i'll share some thoughts about testosterone and my art.
i liked being on testosterone a lot. i had an IM injection every two weeks (on tuesdays!) and because that's a sizeable dose every 14 days that slowly disperses, it can cause some mood fluctuations (every other friday i would have a crisis about not feeling like the world had a place for me in it) but even those were far more manageable than the ones that would come with my previous and current monthly hormone cycle (every month i spend a solid week thinking the world will never have a place for me in it)
It gave me a patchy little bit of scruff on my chin and a whispy mustache under my nose that still struggles on, despite adversity!
It redistributed my fat a little bit, but that's long since gone back to pre-T shape.
it lowered my voice! that hasn't changed :^)! even if i never go back on t, that won't change. it was the thing i most wanted, and its the one i'm most grateful for. Pre-T, I didn't speak much. I'm getting better and better at talking and getting more and more comfortable communicating with people because of it.
having been off t now for 3 years, i don't pass anymore—not as a cis man, or a cis woman, certainly not as anything approximating straight. if people look at me and see anything, i'd hazard a guess that they see me as A Queer (the noun—for all it's complicated connotations).
i'm not surprised that my art might make somebody want to start testosterone! a lot of my art was made out of the aching grief that came with being kicked off of testosterone, and how neatly that loss of autonomy over my own body knits in with yamato's loss of autonomy over his own.
how my body started doing things i disliked, how i didn't have the support necessary to access the healthcare i needed—how my inability to give myself what i needed made me feel as though i were trapped inside of myself and abandoned (by both myself and the world at large)
when i write comics about yamato as a trans man, i don't take away his testosterone, because that hits a little too close to home for me. for Ninja War Town Reasons, he has plenty of access to all the HRT he could ever need and nobody questions his need for it—instead, i project my own horrors onto the way Danzō defined his identity for him as a child, the way that Kabuto and Obito dehumanize him as an adult in their war efforts, and reduce him to the thing his body holds (the Mokuton). I give him a kneejerk compulsion to dehumanize himself (out of a feeling that he has a duty to his community to do so) and I give him a slow-growing resistance to that impulse (which comes out of a feeling that the people he loves would frown upon seeing him reduce himself like that)
it's dysphoria! it's not gender dysphoria, but it's a loss of self, and a need to reclaim it. it's a war between the hollow shell of a thing he thinks he has to be, and the vibrant and messy person beneath it that he is. it's a desperate need to say "this is who i am—only i can say it"
I enjoyed HRT a lot. it was a really useful tool in helping me feel like my body was my own, that i didn't have to fight it, that we were the same entity. It's not the only tool, but it was a really good one, and one day I hope to use it again.
(as for the being off of it—it's unpleasant, but i'm enduring! being somebody who now doesn't really pass as anything has put me in a weird and interesting position, where I'm constantly having to declare myself to people, because nobody knows what to make of me on any front. they don't know if i'm a man, a woman, nonbinary, nor even what age i am (Augh!!!!) it forces me to be brave and vulnerable more than I'm comfortable with—if I tell somebody I'm a man, there's no way that they will believe I'm cis, but I'm not about to recloset myself—and I don't think I could at this point anyway.)
(there's something fascinating about the position i find myself in, and while i'd leap back on t the moment that an opportunity presented itself to do so, i do feel like i'm experiencing something interesting and important in this weird zone i find myself in)
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this has nothing to do with this blog but everything to do with my feelings about tumblr changes. ultimately the changes dont matter bc it still performs the same function but going online now genuinely makes me depressed. not for any reason to do with the users but the overly simplistic EVERYTHING makes me feel like one of those kids being raised in an all-white "modern" room
i was watching a video about windows installation screens bc im like that and all the comments were about how windows 10 looked so good...
WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!!!! IT'S BLACK AND WHITE BASIC FONT WITH A CIRCLE!!!!!!!!! WHERE IS THE FLAVOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DONT YOU CRAVE ANY SORT OF ART IN YOUR LIFE AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW CAN YOU PREFER THAT TO WHAT WE HAD
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