I Did An Illustration For Trans Day Of Remembrance Today At Work.

I did an illustration for Trans Day of Remembrance today at work.

Our little community contains so much anger and grief, but it's because we love each other so fiercely. We remember our dead because their memory keeps us stubborn.

I love all of us today, and I hope you do too.

had a dream the other day that america decided to bring back the poena cullei (death penalty where you sew someone up in a sack with a bunch of animals and then throw the sack into a river) but only for us senators and so every senate meeting just devolved into people shouting "THE SACK! THE SACK!" whenever ted cruz talked

god the mad scientist trope is so trans. the lone figure- partaking in the act of creation, the innovation of body and flesh, seen as monstrous and unnatural by wider society. rejecting societal rules and embracing radical science- the creation becoming the creator. transforming what once was to something so other, and it is magnificent. it is so horrible, it is so beautiful, it is me.

wild that there’s an episode of doctor who that’s just like “what if james corden was perpetually out-rizzed by the most autistic man alive” like yassss steal bustopher’s job bestie, make the allistic suffer by being sexy and not understanding social scripts king <3

if matt smith popped out of a giant present on the eve of my wedding to announce he’s non-consensually cucked me in front of all my dearest friends and then brought me into his magic space box and offered to take me anywhere i want i would simply ask to be taken back to where it all went wrong. but that’s just me.

embroidery ghost 🧵