Eddy

just a himbo living its best life. it/its/they/them

I don’t normally do this, but I came out as non-binary at work and they cut my hours so that i’m now losing $60 a week. i put in my 2 weeks and am looking for a job, but haven’t gotten any offers yet and i’m worried i’ll be in between work for a bit and unable to pay for groceries. because of this, i’m opening commissions! i will crochet anything as long as there’s a pattern available, and am opening physical art commissions as well, offering oil paintings, pen drawings, graphite drawings, and charcoal drawings. on top of that, i have a vast expanse of photography and mixed media art projects that i am happy to send digital copies of for a small fee or send physical prints for a little bit more!

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lesbeauan:

archivedeathdrive:

“litanies to my heavenly brown body” by mark aguhar 

[Image description: Bold red text on a white kiss marked paper. The text reads:

Blessed are the sissies

Blessed are the boi dykes

Blessed are the people of color my beloved kith and kin

Blessed are the trans

Blessed are the high femmes

Blessed are the sex workers

Blessed are the authentic

Blessed are the dis-identifiers

Blessed are the gender illusionists

Blessed are the non-normative

Blessed are the genderqueers

Blessed are the kinksters

Blessed are the disabled

Blessed are the hot fat girls

Blessed are the weirdo queers

Blessed is the spectrum

Blessed is consent

Blessed is respect

Blessed are the beloved who I didn’t describe, I couldn’t describe, will learn to describe, and respect and love

Amen

- Mark Aguhar, “Litanies to my heavenly brown body”

End description.]

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kaible:

This is one of my favorite posts because that cat’s fucking name is fucking meatloaf

Let us just appreciate that this person’s dad didn’t know when they would be home and so he couldn’t plan for them to be able to join the family for dinner, but he knew with no doubts that dear sweet Meatloaf staying in that exact position for hours was an absolute in this scenario. Truly, that cat was named well.

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zevampirex:

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Our feather means death poster🏴‍☠️

I want to do something with the all of them since a long time!

And more should come!!

( Roach and the Suede are my fav by so far❤️‍🔥)

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teaboot:

howieduet:

wannabesugarboi:

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Seeing and knowing

okay but like. This exact concept is what finally got me to be open about being queer in my day to day.

I was at work. I can’t go into detail about the situation, but someone was outed without their consent. And nobody was saying anything, and it was quiet, so I outed myself, too. So at least neither of us would be alone.

I was worried about the consequences. I’d never considered my identity a secret, but I wasn’t open about it, either. It felt like it wasn’t relevant to my job. If someone asked, I’d tell them, but otherwise, what did it matter?

After the incident, I met privately with a higher up. Told them what had happened and why it wasn’t good, and made some suggestions on what to do in the future to keep everyone safe to be in the closet or out of it on their own terms.

To my absolute amazement, they told me that others had come forwards anonymously to say the same things. Then word spread. Meetings were had. Policy and procedures were put in place. A training course on gender and sexuality was implemented for the very first time.

And of course there were protests- people who dug in their heels and kicked up a fuss and didn’t want to learn about “all that bullshit”, and when those people showed their colors, their superiors realized that they weren’t actually good representatives of the sort of environment they wanted to provide our clients, and a small number were actually let go.

I went to a meeting again the other week. And do you know what happened?

The meeting lead introduced themselves by name and pronouns, and asked everyone to please state their name, and, if they wished, theirs as well.

I was near the front. I introduced myself with He/Him. I thought I’d stand out like a sore thumb and feel like an idiot for hoping for better.

Two people down, someone introduced themselves as They/Them. Someone I’d never spoken much to before.

Then, She/they. At least two “anything fine"s. A he/her.

It was incredible. And it wasn’t even a whole year ago.

There are so many of us, now. Even more, as we teach and learn about ourselves, and it’s not so scary because there are others like us.

I’m not as loud and proud as I hope to be some day, because I’m still scared, a little, but I am here.

And I’ve learned that being openly queer isn’t about just expressing myself for the sake of it, bringing personal details into places it doesn’t matter-

-it’s about telling someone, it’s not just you. I’m in your corner. There are more of us than they think. There is power in numbers, and you are not alone.

And I kind of love that

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can-i-make-image-descriptions:

sylviii:

sylviii:

reblog if you’re transgender, genderqueer, or if you think you could survive being hit with a 14” shell fired from a Pennsylvania-class battleship

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yes, you may reblog this post even if you’re not 100% sure you would survive a 14-inch shell

[Image ID: Tumblr tag reading: #im questioning does that count?? /End ID]

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alexseanchai:

accessibleaesthetics:

thatpreciousthing:

inakamouse:

pampliemousse:

brumalbreeze:

amielleon:

yosukeseta:

tectuu:

yosukeseta:

im still pissed off about シ and ツ

I don’t シ whaツ bad about this?

im going to stab you in the face

ソン of a—

There’s really ノ need to get ソ worked up over something as miンor as this!

ワt the フck is going on

this is my worst nightmare.

Oケ guys let’s chill out, it クld be a lot worse.

I can’t speak for every screen reader, but if you listen to this post on VoiceOver it reads almost perfectly.

For those without a screen reader that transitions between English and Japanese so easily (or sight readers who can’t read Japanese): the symbols are Japanese Katakana. Each symbol represents a phonetic syllable. The entire post is just making puns with that, except for the first post, which is just OP being upset that [shi] and [tsu] look so similar.

This isn’t really a plain language transcription, but more of…a sort of translation?

  • im still pissed off about [shi] and [tsu].
  • I don’t [shi] wha[tsu] bad about this?
  • im going to stab you in the face
  • [so][n] of a—
  • There’s really [no] need to get [so] worked up over something as mi[n]or as this!
  • [wa]t the [fu]ck is going on
  • this is my worst nightmare.
  • O[ke] guys let’s chill out, it [ku]ld be a lot worse.

and each poster is only using kana that look very similar to each other

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hunflowers:

sometimes i’m really like OW! never thought it’d hurt so bad

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chronicillnessmemes:

thatadhdfeel:

thatadhdfeel:

for someone who’s supposedly hyperactive i sure am one tired fuck

me to brain: can we use some of this excess energy for tasks or just like, basic fucking functions

brain:

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[ID: Pawnstars meme of two white men before a counter, with antiques behind them. “Best I can do is Foot Tapping Disease”]

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pukicho:

Just learned about history. Appalled

angrylittlesliceofpizza:

catchymemes:

Being a dad mean sometimes making a fool of yourself for their enjoyment.

same energy <3

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