Periodic reminder that unless a person specifically and clearly tells you it is okay to tell others they are trans or queer, you should err on the side of caution and assume they do not want you to tell people (especially random people!) about their transness or queerness.
You have no idea, generally, why somebody doesn't talk openly about their trans or queer status, and you have no idea, truly, how somebody might react to that information. The most progressive person out there is still capable of harbouring incredibly negative thoughts about somebody's queer status.
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This is probably my last post on the whole āLiz is deadā situation but I want to talk about my great grandmother, who is currently 92 years old. When I was growing up, hell even now, sheād tell me a lot about her own stories, mostly about how terrifying life was under both the British Raj and Nizam rule (her side of my family is from Hyderabad - Google the Nizams and the Razakars if youāve never heard about them, thatās a whole other thing of its own).
Something I remember very clearly is her telling me about this one song she was forced to sing in her school - she went to a Christian convent school - and the song was about the greatness of āGeorge Prabhu and Mary Rani,ā aka George V, Elizabeth IIās grandfather. Recently my mom was able to film her singing this song so that we could listen to the lyrics, which are originally in Telugu, and roughly translated it means āweāre singing in honor of George and Mary, who are the rulers of India and have brought great fortune to India, and we see them as our father and mother.ā
This is just a really difficult reminder that when weāre talking about why Elizabeth II and the royal family donāt deserve our respect or condolences, many of us have very personal stories that run deep through our families. āBut she was a mother, a grandmother, a personā and I donāt care because she and her family were in the business of dehumanizing and erasing the identities of millions of other mothers, other grandmothers, other PEOPLE. Why else would my great grandmother be forced to sing a song in their honor? āBut she wasnāt responsible for Indiaā fair enough, her darling grandfather had a great time doing that, but how about you go and talk to Kenya? Or anyone in Africa? Or the Caribbean? Iām sick and tired of being told to ānot speak ill of the deadā when REALLY I and millions of others should be getting an apology from anyone who wants to āpraise her legacyā and talk about how ārevolutionaryā she was.
edit: i got the georgeās mixed up before. george v is elizabeth iiās grandfather. george vi is her father.
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Proship dni for my comfort thanks.
I feel like everyone portrays F/Os as these romantic, perfect all around lovers, and while that's all well and good! I prefer F/Os who are flawed, who don't always say the right things. Who can sometimes be petty or selfish. F/Os who have a habit of seeing conflict as a contest on who can talk the loudest, instead of a conversation. F/Os who run out of patience sometimes and have to go cool off mid-conversation, even if they're right. F/Os who struggle to communicate their emotions.
I find comfort in the idea of a relationship where mistakes like that are allowed and given room to breathe. A relationship where, no matter what the conflict is, the walls eventually come down. Maybe it takes hours, maybe days until you're both calm enough to work it out. Maybe it takes several conversations to solve it, but each end in Hey. I love you. I'll talk to you tomorrow.
You're not perfect, and neither is your F/O. That's okay. That can be beautiful, too. There's not a hug that's more comforting than the firm, tearful one after reaching mutual understanding. Knowing that you didn't mess it up too much, you didn't break things permanently. You couldn't if you tried. They missed you... and you've got some serious affection to catch up on.
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genuinely so unwell thinking about how thereās such an emphasis placed on vax being the one who needs his sister, who asks her to not go far from him, who is nothing without her. vex is the one whoās always been more independent, vax says it himself: she doesnāt need him. but in the end, vax is the one who leaves. and vex doesnāt realize just how much she needed her brother until itās too late.
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hiii im sure youāve answered this before but in regards to your twst x PokĆ©mon, how do you choose which PokĆ©mon go give to the cast?? really curious since your choices are unique :O
unique in a good way, I hope? š
(jk jk I haven't come across too many pokemon AUs, so I was going in without preconceptions, I guess!) I was sorta aiming somewhere between doing, like, a full AU with internal consistency and everything, and just picking entirely based on theme/character, so maybe that's why! basically I just set some arbitrary rules (no legendaries/no repeats/evo stages based on year) and then went on ~vibes~. a couple were also suggestions (thank you guys!) and last-minute decisions, so it was a bit of a delightful mess of ideas!
my one regret is that I should have given Riddle a Togedemaru after all. ...you know what, he can have one now, why not
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