This Shit Fucked Me Up

Turtle from Wings of Fire

Thank you for letting me know I interacted poorly. I'm sorry if I made you or anyone else uncomfortable. I'm taking it seriously, and i'm going to be better.

i'm happy to hear that! we should be facilitating healthy boundaries for ourselves and for everyone, especially online. i appreciate you taking it seriously.

@miku-spotted

My friend really likes your music and we listen to it when we kiss and have cuddly gay sex. I'd be curious to know what music you listen to when sexhaving, if any.

this is genuinely a weird fucking thing to say to anyone, let alone a stranger. fix how you interact with people online and in real life, because shit like this contributes to making spaces unsafe.

i'm ace btw. xoxo

Designed this lass as a commission for Sarah on twitter. Was pretty jazzed with how the design came out so I drew it twice :>

Yes, sure, my trauma affected me.

Do you know what else affected me?

Dancing under the glow of LED strip lights with my best friend at 3am. The pair of shoes my godmother gave me with the cute little bows that I wear for good luck. My girlfriend laughing so hard at my joke she had tears on her face. The hours and hours I’ve spent scribbling in the margins of books. Buying the ugliest sweater at goodwill because it made all my friends grin. Listening to that song on repeat while I swayed through the halls at school, smiling in response to all the weird looks people sent me.

I’m never going to just be the bad parts. I refuse to be boiled down to just the bad parts. Every moment of my life has affected me in some way, more than even just the parts I remember, and there has been beauty contained within and surrounding all the grotesquities.

I'm reading a book named "A Guide to The Correction of Young Gentlemen Or, The Successful Administration Of Physical Discipline To Males, By Females" - essentially, a fantasy femdom BDSM book, written in 1924 by Alice Kerr-Sutherland but first published in 1991.

It has some genuinely fascinating stuff to say about gender, and I feel like it's worth looking at/thinking about in the context of Historical Gender Stuff. This 100 year old book has the following to say:

"The truth is that some young gentlemen would rather they had been born young ladies: they cannot admit this openly, because in the male world to confess as much would lead to instant ostracism if not worse; but they cannot conceal it either, and by preferring the company of girls, and soft, feminine clothing, and by flinching during the rough pursuits to which all boys, willing or no, are occasionally heirs, they attract opprobrium."

"Such boys weep too readily for their fellows' tastes - weeping is a great crime among boys unless it is generally admitted that circumstances left little choice - and are hounded for that reason."

"Just as there are girls who had rather been boys - we all know examples of the type - there are boys who, in a kinder world, would have been born into the gender more suited to their dispositions."

"Many young people of this sort are riven with a guilt they do not deserve but have been forced, by the conventions of society, to adopt; they are confused, ashamed and thoroughly unhappy."

"The ideal thing to do would be to treat these cases on their merits, send them to girls' schools, and so on. (The same thing should happen with those girls who would rather be young gentlemen.) Boys of this sort are girls in any case-in all respects save one."

"Most subjects of this sort have a secret name - a girl's name."

love this. but WHERE’S PERIL FJFHSYWURJVK

Decided to dust this blog off to post something of my own for once Here's busts of the entire jade winglet, sans Peril. So, from left to right: Moon, Winter, Qibli, Umber, Carnelian, Turtle and Kinkajou.

This the first time i've made a design of Turtle that i actually like. idk the dark greens and blues just work well together here. Hope Kinkajou isn't too bright.

writing fanfiction is wild. i could make these two characters do anything. i could make them get married rn. the possibilities are endless

when I was in high school my AP english teacher told us we weren’t allowed to eat in class so I took that as a personal challenge to see what the most ridiculous thing I could eat in class without getting caught was so I started bringing soup to class and as soon as I’d crack the lid of my thermos the tiniest bit this football player that sat like 3 rows in front of me would going “I SMELL MEAT SOMEONE HAS SOUP” and no one ever believed him