#one thoughts

[kota-lovesh-men]

You have two deals

You get your dream lover.

Or 𖨆

You get someone complete different.

Either way you'll have someone to love you they way you love them ☙

#love quotes #one thoughts

[nothoughtsnoya]

this is all i can think of when i see this scene now

#nishinoya yuu #yuu nishinoya #haikyuu!! #this is. Silly #one thoughts #scribbles

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

#yeehaw #1k #5k #10k #posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours? #also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that! #unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference #edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense #also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags #1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now #he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic #2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign #like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock #3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing #it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is #extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once #it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life #i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about #Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect #if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it #aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

#i often wonder about how many things would be considered classic or high art had they only received the marketing #how many short films that were made for class could have been the most powerful thing you'd ever seen? if you'd seen them? #“you know the greatest films of all time were never made” etc etc #but like. these works of art ARE being made. it's just enjoyed by a smaller audience with equal impact though #i think about this one furry i used to follow on insta who had the coolest worldbuilding ever. it's been years. #thought prompted by that sketch of nimona from ten years ago that was just for a character design #posted to the creator's tumblr and now it's nominated for best animated feature film at the oscars #and by the genuine emotional reaction a fan comic made me feel. how much work had gone into it. how beautiful it was to me. #idk what to tag this but i hope whoever needs to hear it does #writing #writer #fandom #fandom culture #artist

[seveneyesoup]

#TO CLARIFY ON THE SECOND POINT: VAMPIRES *HAVE* A REPRODUCTION METHOD THAT IS NOT SEX-BASED #THAT IS THE MAJOR POINT OF THAT ONE. THAT VAMP REPRODUCTION IS BASED ON CONVERTING INTO UNDEAD AND NOT PREGNANCY #what i think i keep coming back to is that a vampire is like. a form of pathogen or perhaps parasite #is the individual vampire meaningfully distinct from that? maybe #sort of a made up question #but that’s not a mammal #so neither is a vampire #but also like. a human is a mammal #this question sponsored by my friend who said she was done keeping mammals bc ‘they have so much fluid in them’ #and my thought that a vampire Wouldn’t #not a lot of fluids. happening there

[spyglassrealms]

had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing

#normally I don't chronicle my dreams here but fucking hell that one was funny #I think this would genuinely make tumblr better tbh #@ staff do this cowards #spy has thoughts #my life is a sitcom and i am my own laugh track #functional website #spy's smash hits #Glock function #edit for everyone in the notes saying 'everyone clapped' #I know I can't prove to you that it happened for real you're just gonna have to trust me on this #but I swear on my goddamn life I'm not making this up #I make so many conscious puns that sometimes my subconscious cooks up a real good one

[moncuries]

guess what i watched on new years (a redraw kind of)

#hee hee #it was cute #(disclaimer i do not subscribe to d+ so my dollar was not going there iykyk) #pjo #percy jackson #grover underwood #annabeth chase #my art #fanart #hoo #i had to take silly pics of myself 2 get percys arm hand thing right #and then just cropped it bc yea #i almost gave annabeth the hair i did in the last one but i thought #why do i feel compelled to change her hair to fit the old image i had from the books and not the others #and i drew her actual hair from the show #and it looks sm better

[ski-ip]

elf ears

#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #farlyn #marcille #laios #laios touden #falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #ryoko kui mentioned in one of the extras(?) that elf ears are soft and thin like a goat's and it's just so cuteee #they're so biteable #farlyn impulsive thoughts #comic #the touden siblings are freaks like that (affectionate)

[fluentisonus]

☞ THUS

#i feel like this one has huge potential #going on a six paragraph rant & right before the conclusion pulling out ☞THUS! dot jpg #thoughts

[endusviolence]

Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.

#transgender #trans history #transsexual #transphobia #Magnus Hirschfeld #holocaust #holocaust denial #book burning #j.k. rowling #jk rowling #just in case you missed what i mean by all this: go fuck yourself anon :) #trans people have always existed #and we will always exist #if you really wanna pick a fight with me over well-documented history then you better bring in some sources to back your shit #queer history #queer #lgbt+ #lgbta+ #lgbt #lgbt history #edit: i finally got around to those damn image IDs. i am so very sorry for totally forgetting that's my bimbo moment of the month #also real quick i thought about adding an image of the actual building but the only one i can find has a Nazi parade in front of it #it was taken the day of the book burning raid and honestly if i were to include it then i'd add it to the first few paragraphs #and i think the story's better told when you uphold the hope Magnus Hirschfeld and all the researchers he worked with had #also keeps being brought up: yes Hirschfeld was a eugenicist. it was a popular belief set that was only discredited after WW2 #Hirschfeld died in 1935. he literally didn't live long enough to see science turn against those beliefs and practices #considering how he changed his mind on transitions i like to think he would've changed his mind on eugenics too if he'd lived

[nothoughtsnoya]

decided im literally never going to finish the fic this is supposed to be part of but i still really like it so. here is an excerpt wherein noya talks to his mom after briefly coming back to visit from his travels.

Yuu woke up at a godawful hour and immediately needed to go for a run. It was kind of stupid, actually, just how much he needed to get up and move, considering how brain dead the jet lag made him. But old habits die hard, and as he stumbled through the dark past boxes and half deconstructed furniture, he wondered if it wasn't the spirit of his younger self stuck in the house guiding him towards the door. 

He'd barely gotten one shoe on when his morning haze was interrupted. 

"Yuu," his mother called from the kitchen. "Yuu, come here, I want to talk to you." 

He bit back a sigh, knowing she'd somehow hear it even two rooms over, and complied. 

Nishinoya Shouko was, in one word, intense. Even at the disgustingly early hour, she sat prim and proper, her focus glued on the stacks of paper in front of her even as Yuu bounded his way into the room. She clutched a stark black mug full of equally stark black coffee. With every silent, deep sip, she never quite fully set it down. 

Yuu hoisted himself up onto the counter in one smooth motion. He knew she hated when he sat up there, and she knew he knew she hated it. But whether due to the morning’s influence or simple acceptance that this was a habit he would never break, she side eyed him but ultimately kept her mouth shut. 

Then she took one look at his face and snorted. She held the mug towards him, handle out, and asked, "Want some?" 

Yuu shrugged. He was really more of a tea guy. But he took the warm drink nonetheless, cringing when he took a sip. "Ew. Sugar in black coffee?" 

"Breakfast before breakfast," she replied, as if that explained anything. 

"Shouldn't it be all or nothing? Seems like the only thing you're doing is messing up the taste without even making it sweet." He held onto the warm mug a moment longer without drinking any. Even if it tasted gross, at least the heat felt nice against the cold morning air.

But his mother's well manicured nails tapped an impatient rhythm against the table, one-two, one-two. 

"Doesn't matter if you never liked the taste anyway," she dismissed, taking the mug back with a long sip.

Yuu kicked his legs against the counter, one-two, one-two. She glared at him. 

He ignored her judgmental stare with practiced ease. "You just totally ruined the illusion, you know that?"

"What, the illusion that coffee is good?"

"No, I knew that was a lie, I just thought, you know," he made a vague gesture at the drink, "I assumed you at least liked it if you drank it every day."

She blinked at him, once, twice. Said, decisively, "Stockholm Syndrome. And caffeine addiction." Then, before he could bother responding, "Your roots are growing in."

"Kairi said the same thing," he pointed out, taking a mental note that now two people had noticed and he should really get on that.

"You should really get on that, then," she said, her tone firm and efficient. He didn't meet her eyes as she repeated his own thoughts. Instead, he followed the subtle movement of her own white streaks, accompanied these days by gray flecks set in from age rather than genetics. He wondered if anyone other than family could tell the difference.

She took a sip of her gross black-with-sugar coffee, and he finally remembered to respond. "Yeah, yeah. Just haven't had the time to dye it recently."

"Think you'll ever go for a different color?" 

His bouncing legs paused as he took in the question. She never took much interest in his choices about his appearance, except to quip about whether he might grow out of wanting to look like a feral animal. It didn't really phase him after the first few times, though. No matter how hard his mother glared, she could never take away the electric jolt he'd felt that first time he'd really seen himself in the mirror. Hands stained lemon yellow, hair spiked up in messy chunks, brand new binder tight against his chest—that overwhelming feeling of looking right, like he could signal to the world, watch the fuck out for Nishinoya Yuu. 

But things had changed since then. The shocks had long settled into a calm buzz, a thrum of comfort as he styled his hair every morning. Faded blonde melting into white didn't seem so pressing when he had a dozen piercings and stark black ink against his skin; even less so with stubble to waffle over shaving and a voice that fell easily into baritone. None of it needed to be a statement, a warning, anymore. It was just him.

He watched the way his mom watched him: out of the corner of her eye, expectant, but not accusatory. 

Maybe she saw him now, too.  

Honest, he told her, "I dunno. Haven't thought about it much recently." He blew the streak in question away from his eyes with a soft puff of air. Even if he didn’t bother with the color, he really needed to cut it, at least. "Used to want to grow it out and dye it rainbow when I was a kid," he went on absentmindedly. 

She laughed, piercing in the half empty house. "I remember. No way in hell I was letting you do that."

Yeah, he thought bitterly, that sounds more familiar. 

At his silence, she only scanned over her papers, pursed her lips. Certainly didn't make to continue whatever this conversation was. Yuu kicked his legs against the counter, one-two, one-two…

She glared at him. 

"Okay, seriously, what's this about? I know you didn't call me in here to interrupt your morning routine just to talk about my hair."

She sighed. Took a deep breath. God damn it. He was trying not to get snippy. Things had been going okay, but now she was going to tell him he needed to come—stay—home and get a real job or get a degree or get off the damn counter, Yuu—

"I've been reading your blog." She tapped the side of the mug, looking far off and decidedly not at him. "It's fascinating. You're a good storyteller. And your photos are beautiful."

Slowly, she turned fully to face him. Directed the full force of her stare over her glasses and at him. "I'm proud of you. I'm glad you're happy out there. I just wanted you to know that."

#one thoughts #nishinoya yuu #if you saw the first time i posted this. no you didnt <3 #anyway if you want 2 know more abt the ideas in this one im happy to elaborate i just had to streamline my tag commentary lol #but the tldr on my og tags is that. this was largely centered around family headcanons for both noya & asahi #that have been disproven but im so attached to them that i refuse to let them go. but yeah its abt them grappling with family relationships #its also about the two of them reconnecting after a time apart and hitting points in their lives where they dont know what theyre doing #and the different ways they approach that hurdle and how reconnecting shows them parts of themselves they didnt realize they were neglectin #at least it was supposed to be. again theres like . a less than 1% chance of this ever getting finished LMAO

[cemeterything]

are we still doing this because i have a late submission

#🐉 #this is less about fan content and more about that awful lazy one size fits all #'10 years later theyre happily married with a cute little nuclear family' trope #because ive read some genuinely incredible fics about characters who would Not fucking have kids #ending up with accidental pregnancy scares or child acquisitions that get treated with all the nuance #and thoughtful handling they deserve #but also. i reread one of my favourite fics yesterday and when one character jokingly brought up the idea of children #and the other reacted with genuine visceral disgust and said what hideously awful parents theyd be #i lit up like a fucking christmas tree

[catskullery]

#posted on my uhhhh side art account on twitter and thought i should make it clear here too #since they've been coming out of the woodwork lately #carry on #the terfs are really in their feelings about this one <3 #really down in their hurt little ugly feefees <3 #my they pronoun scares them soooo bad too #awww it's okay little dumb dumb the pronoun can't hurt you here have a binkie

[fandomsandfeminism]

Yall wanna hear a kinda funny, kinda sad story about my grandmother and hetero-normativity?

Ok, so... when my grandmother was in her 50s (I was an infant), she met a woman at the Unitarian Church. And, as can happen when you meet your soul mate, this event made it impossible for her to deny parts of herself that she had fiercely hidden her whole life.

All the drama- their affair being found out, the divorce with my grandfather, the court battle over who got the house, happened while I was a baby. Even in my earliest memories, it's just Mama Jo and Oma, and my grandfather lived elsewhere (first his own apartment, then a nursing home, then with us.)

But here's the thing- no one ever explained any of this to me. No one ever sat down and was like "hey, Rosie, so do you know what a lesbian is?" It was the 90s. It was Texas. I think my mom was still kinda processing all this, and just assumed that like... I was gonna figure it out. Don't mention it, let it just be normal. Like I think my mom thought that if she explained the situation, she would be making it weird? I dunno.

But like. In the 90s, in all the movies I had seen and books I had read, do you know how many same sex couples I had seen? Like. 0. Do you know how many "platonic best friend/roommates" I had seen? A lot. I had no context, is what I'm saying.

I literally thought this was a Golden Girls, roommates, besties situation until I was like...I dunno, 11? 12?

It was actually their parrot, an African Grey named Spike, imitating my grandmothers voice saying "Johanna, honey, it's getting late", that triggered the MIND BLOWN moment as I realized that *there's only one master bedroom and it only has 1 waterbed* when all the pieces finally clicked.

Anyway. I think it's a real important thing for kids to know queer people exist, for a lot of reasons, but also because kids can be clueless and it's embarrassing to have your grandmother be outted by a parrot because everyone just thought you'd figure it out on your own.

Anyway, here is my grandma and her wife, my Oma, after they moved to Albuquerque to be artsy gay cowboys and live their best life. They helped run a "Lesbian Dude Ranch" out there (basically just with funding and financial support. As Oma has explained "traditionally, most lesbians don't have a lot of money" so they wrote the checks and let the younger ladies actually run the ranch.)

#this is the grandmother who passed away unexpectedly earlier this month #she was so cool yall #and so weird #they got married twice by the way once when Massachusetts legalized it and once when New Mexico did #they hiked the grand canyon together #they had a european river cruise planned for this fall #she was 89 and she wanted to see the whole world with her wife #and they were working on it #literally i thought they were roommates #and there was only one bed

[bixels]

There's no such thing as overpreparing for love.

Happy (late) Rarijack Valentine's.

#mlp #rarity #applejack #rarijack #my art #fanart #comic #the grand galloping 20s #bonbon #rose #my little pony #aj is 100% the type to overthink/overdo things especially for people she cares about #panics because she starts second guessing her valentines plans for rarity so she buys out the entire flower boutique cuz she can't remember #her favorite flower. “ten boxes of chocolates is better than one right???” meanwhile rarity gives extremely thoughtful handmade gifts

[officialspec]

can i say something. for years i thought the joke of the song short skirt/long jacket by cake was that he wanted a woman who was hung like a horse. like i thought when he says jacket it was a last-second fakeout because he very obviously meant to say cock. and the rest of the things in the song were just her personality and interests. which were secondary to her awesome penis

#is anyone else doing this. or am i stupid #i didnt question it at all i thought that was just the obviously intended meaning of the song #and i was like damn this is pretty progressive for the 90s i wonder why no one talks about this song when theyre talking abt #popular songs about trans women at the time. i guess some of the stuff mentioned could potentially rub people the wrong way- #OH. SO IT WAS JUST ABOUT A WOMAN WHOIS PRAGMATIC AND BUSINESS CASUAL WITH IT. I SEE #EDIT THE LINE 'a voice that is dark like tinted glass' LIKE....U GET WHAT I MEAN