heyyyyy @ the friends & followers whom have changed their names for gender reasons. how’d you like. choose. i have known that my name isn’t like, actually my name, for a while, but i can’t figure out what my name is. also how do you ask people to just. fuckin. call u a thing

dyke-vriska:

re-brandhaver:

maxrobby:

i think the hip new trans thing to do should be choosing as inconvenient a name as possible. like, you have a sibling of the same gender? choose their name. choose ur parent’s name. choose ur pet’s name. choose ur best friend’s name. make ur name a common noun (that isn’t already a name like lane is). call urself “chair.” open the dictionary to a random page and point, now That’s ur name. have a different name for each day of the week

Good morning I’m Swim and I’m here to be fucking nuisance

whats up my name is nineteen i’m nineteen years old and i never learned how to read

ask meme: 18, 19, 22, and idk whichever ones you most wanted to answer (i say this bc i feel like no one ever happens to pick the ones i most wanted to answer when i reblog these things lol)

18. what’s your patronus?

i don’t strictly know what a patronus is meant to signify about oneself– i mean, obviously i engaged with The Franchise, don’t @ me, but rather whether it’s supposed to be straightforward self-identification or somehow about one’s personal attachments/emotional landscape/representative of that from which one draws strength or desires protection. if the latter there’s an obvious answer i won’t make, and i’m going to pretend it is the latter since that’s more interesting and we all already know i’m a cat (and plus there’s all that stuff about tonks’s patronus and whether harry really identifies with his dad per se etc etc ok there’s my bona fides for you).

anyway eliding the long and obvious answer (that’s a pun and not actually meant to be obvious except to me, when i say obvious i just mean “embarrassing”), it’s like…. idk a really big snake maybe. or. hm. what animal represents the force of joy so strong it stands between me and the loss of my soul? a really good dog but like that’s what anyone would say. a dog that does weird annoying too-smart-so-it-loops-around-to-being-dumb-again dog things, but you love it anyway. 

19. which Harry Potter house would you be in? or are you a muggle?

ravenclaw, probably, i’m not strictly speaking ambitious i’m kind but not really like that and i’m not brave. however i do love 1. reading 2. being a subject-matter and or technical expert 3. critical analysis 4. accruing enormous amounts of information about someone or something i care about in order to more ably care for them or carry it out. love is knowledge is love is power is knowledge et cetera.

22. list the top five things you spend the most time doing, in order.

1. reading (aggregate of tumblr + other blogs + various articles/stories found thru those blogs + school readings + dev bio journal articles + once a month or so an actual book) 2. sleep maybe?? not that i do a lot of it but it’s gotta add up 3. social time honestly i spend so much time w other people even if it’s just @ meals. i need lots of alone reading time but i also desperately miserably need social time with people it’s ridiculous. 4. homework/schoolwork/work-work 5. writing/Making for a lot of variable and variably silly definitions of making such as “curating blog”

25. do you feel like your outside appearance is a fair representation of the “real you”?

honestly a lot of the time it is. i am fond of many things about my body– it has more and darker hair than i really want and the ribcage is honestly a total loss but i am Long and sort of androgynously constructed in a way that feels really soothing and harmonious with how i want to seem genderwise/aesthetically. my face is pretty good, could be better but i get a decent cute/exhausted/disdainful expression range and that works. i am … dealing with the clothes thing but i am often looking put-together in a mildly weird/gay/goth way or else doing Relaxed Genderfuck either of which are pleasant. mostly i want to look like a needle-sharp torpedo of infinite genius but like, one you want to make out with; and i think sometimes i’m not actually that far off.