*Shy waddling*
I just wanna say I LOVE YOUR SIRENS eueueueu-
Imo sirens are pretty underrated (in comparison to mermaids) so seeing more sirens makes me happy! Grace is my favorite though heehoo
I want to gently hold them in my hands-
Yes! I just love the concept of Sirens in general!
There’s so much interesting information about them! Personally I had no idea that Sirens were part of Greek Mythology as well. I just thought that it only belonged to mostly Pirate Folklore and Maritime Myths. But eventually, I was proven wrong with a simple google search lol.
Apparently Greek Mythology Sirens are half human and half bird compared to our classic half human and half…deadly voice mer-creature.😭
Which is actually giving me some ideas for the girl’s merforms! Maybe I’ll give them wings attached to their bodies. Not the feathery kind no…maybe just a webbed version possibly.
Maybe when girls shoot out of the water, the momentum will give them enough air to glide? Eh, who knows. I just wanna see my ladies soar.☺️
In conclusion Sirens are much more interesting than Mermaids.
Now hold Grace’s hand out of here and have a nice day!
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what do you mean youre technically a detransitioner cause of terf bullshit?
it's a v long story but i detransitioned for a couple of years when i was 16/17, for multiple reasons but mostly because i fell into the blaire white/kalvin garrah chamber of "you have to be This way to be trans otherwise you're not real".
i was already Deeply insecure about myself and my 'passing' and i was led to believe that i couldn't want to wear makeup or skirts, and i couldn't choose not to have bottom surgery, and i couldn't do anything but bind for 12+ hours a day to the point that my ribcage is still misshapen. basically i thought that if i wasn't suffering enough doing 'feminine' things, i couldn't really be trans, so i should just go back to being a girl and suck it up.
the terf bullshit is because i'd seen a lot of terfs/detransitioners talking about the 'dangers' of testosterone and how it would turn me into a horrible ugly evil monster and how there was nothing worse than wanting to be a man. which combined with 'you need to fully medically transition to be valid at all' creates some very dangerous and upsetting feelings to cope with.
it also came from trying really hard to put myself in a little box before i realised that my sexuality/gender are very fluid and it's FINE for me not to have a label and just do whatever i want. when i was 19 or so i went back to using they/them (and eventually he/him) and changed my name again because even though i like doing 'feminine' things, i don't want to be seen as a woman.
tldr: i was conditioned by transphobic/terf rhetorics to think that i was being trans the 'wrong' way so i couldn't be trans at all, so i believed i must actually be a girl if i still wanted to do 'feminine' things. nowadays i am a transmasc who does feminine things because i don't give two shits about what any transmed prick thinks of me anymore.
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Part uh, four? of "Clone Danny"
...taking a risk and @ing @minnesota-fats since they seemed pretty hyped about this au. So i figured they'd want to know when the next part came out.
So where did we leave off? Oh yes... Danny taking the stairs two at a time to book it away from Bruce Wayne before he realized that he and Danny shared the same face.
So safe to say after Danny calls Tucker and they both panic over Bruce's appearance, and he finds himself slinging on his black hoodie and stuffing his pockets with his mask and his jawbreaker gloves before scaling down his second-story window to book it over to Tucker's place.
(you never know when there might be a ghost attack)
It's of no surprise to him when Sam is already there when he arrives at Tucker's, and they all migrate to Tucker's room to come up with a plan of attack. Was Danny gonna tell Bruce Wayne that he was a clone? hell no! He decided to let the man live in ignorant bliss and he is sticking to that decision no matter what anyone says.
Besides, his parents can open that pandora's box, considering they created it.
So their plan of attack? Literally just "avoid Bruce Wayne like the plague until he leaves" which is... a bit difficult right now.
"you could stay at our place until he leaves?" Tucker says
"And what if he stays for a month?" Danny asks, overthinking as he's become prone to do. Ghosts are unpredictable after all. "I cant have a month-long sleepover at your place."
"You could wear a mask?" Sam suggests
and Danny makes a face, "What kid wears a face mask in their own house?"
"You could feign an illness."
...And so on and so forth. They discuss ideas for nearly an hour until Sam leaves and Danny needs to head out as well before his parents discover that he's gone. (he cant exactly tell them he snuck out his window)
(He crawls back through his window only to get the daylights scared out of him by Jazz, sitting on his bed and wanting to talk to him about Bruce Wayne being, apparently, in their living room. Danny kicks her out instead because he already talked about it with Sam and Tucker and doesn't want to talk about it again for tonight)
Skip to later that night when he gets woken up by his ghost sense triggering. He wakes up with a chill and mist breathing out of his mouth, tasting like what freshly fallen snow smells like and ozone. It makes his teeth chatter.
Danny doesn't bother checking the time, and grabs his mask from under his pillow and his knucklebuster gloves. he all but sleeps in his hoodie and padding so all he does left is his boots and vest and thermos.
(He grabs his bat on the way out, and keeps his mask in his pocket until he steps outside)
when he sneaks into the kitchen, halfway through pulling his hair into a ponytail, light draws his eyes and there, up at who-knows-o'clock, is Bruce Wayne on his laptop. In their living room. He looks up at the same time as Danny.
Danny makes direct eye contact with him. Again. But there's no door to slam in his face....and behind Bruce Wayne, standing ominously at the window outside, is fucking Skulker. of course it is.
"...Mister Wayne." He says after a considerable silence where he's not sure if he's staring at Skulker or at Bruce. Skulker just stands. Menacingly. Like he crawled straight out of a horror movie.
Danny's not sure if Wayne's seen him or not.
(Bruce has, indeed, seen him in the reflection of his laptop. And considered investigating the problem just before Danny appeared.)
"...Mister Fenton." Wayne says moments after, sounding pretty calm and uncurious about what he's doing up. "What are you doing up?"
…Nevermind.
"Go…ing on a midnight stroll?" Danny says, he's a terrible liar but people never seem to assume he's off kicking ghost butt.
"With a bat?"
(Note: this is the only time Danny curses the fact that the Fenton Creepstick is painted with glow-in-the-dark-ectoplasm-infused paint. It's saved his butt numerous times in both finding it and smashing it into ghosts' faces. But now its just a hindrance.)
"...We have a ghost problem." Danny says, feeling like he came straight out of a sitcom. "What are you doing up?" Skulker looks like he's getting impatient behind the anti-ghost glass. Danny promptly ignores him.
"Just doing some Wayne Industries work." Bruce says.
And Danny nods thoughtfully. "Cool. Cool... Bye." And he turns and books it out the door.
He just barely has enough time to make it to the street and put on his mask before Skulker damn near takes his head off with his usual proclamation of skinning him. Danny, pointedly, sarcastically signs back his retort until he can get further away from the house.
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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 4.5 (Dani interlude) Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 7.5 (Dan Interlude) Part 8
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The tragedy that is the Barnes family, who had to watch their only son and his best friend both leave marching towards a war that would eventually claim them, who died without ever knowing they would be alive and reunited in the far future, who died believing they would meet Bucky again yet never did...
And also the tragedy of Bucky and Steve never getting to see their family again, who have to live with the knowledge that they're still alive while Winifred or George or Becca aren't, whose last memory of them is a painful goodbye and broken promises...
Not to mention how Sarah Rogers never was more than a footnote in Captain America's story, when she probably worked so hard just to keep Steve alive and happy, who is only remembered by two (broken, lonely, sad) people, who never got to see the good her son would do...
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btw it's ok to like. not be focused on the same f/o all the time. sometimes u just get in moods where u focus on someone else for a few days or weeks or however long and sometimes a different f/o takes up ur whole brainspace and sometimes u just feel like u want to give someone else attention for a change. sometimes old f/os come back and u start prioritizing then over new ones and sometimes new ones knock the old ones off to the back burner. and like, it's fine. it's ok. u don't need to apologize for posting about your selfships on ur own blog. even if u have only posted about one f/o since the beginning of time and now u want to post about like 30 different ones. or if u have always posted about 500 different f/os and now u decide u actually just want to post about one main f/o..it's fine. ur not a bad person for it and ur not annoying. too many people apologizing for switching around which f/os they're focusing on but like we're here 2 have fun so please like just make urself happy. who give a shit its tumblr dot com.
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