Tired: "men are too emotional to be leaders." *replicates the sexist assumption that unemotionality is always a superior trait and is inherently associated with dominance/authority.*
Wired: "Men aren't emotional enough to be leaders." *Hot take. Asserts the value of traits devalued by patriarchy. Radically re-envisions what leadership ought to look like. Doesn't throw men who experience positive emotions intensely under the bus for being insufficiently "in-control" (read: masculine).*
i think we should be valid in our intrests and shouldn't HAVE to be 'good' at things to enjoy them
imagine how amazing and beautiful itd be for people to be themselves create for themselves vs worrying about that next bill that next paycheck when we should have all our necessities free/things supplied for
money is so fucking fake and worthless and only used to monopolize people's lives into acting like this is all we should do/be
it shouldn't be like this.
lewd, kink, bit of fiction rambling
A bratty, submissive hacker and her robotic domme. She reprograms her domme while she's charging to make it where she can force her domme to kneel at the push of a button. One day, as her domme gets up and starts going to punish her, she pushes the button. The domme drops to her knees, helpless before the woman she thought she had so much control over. The hacker taunts her, "Heh. Not quite as powerful as we thought, are we?"
MY POINT BEING we should stop viewing everyone as competition who will destroy you if you don't destroy them first, and instead view others as friends with whom you can hang out and cuddle or whatever.
lewd
Or, you know, we could make this world into one where it's eat out or be eaten out. You know, if that's your thing.
gender memories (+)
Another interesting source of validation back then was when I started learning Dutch. One of the earliest sentences I figured out was "Ik ben een vrouw," "I am a woman." It was nice to be able to reaffirm that to myself without giving it away to others. (Incidentally, another sentence I figured out was "Ik ben een sinaasappel." I'll leave it to you to figure out what that one means.)
gender memories (+)
One of my earliest sources of validation was playing Kahoot in my spanish class 11th grade year. I'd always put in my name as "KitTheKitsune" (this was back while I was thinking of going with Kit as my name). It was always nice. Eventually, iirc, I started dropping "TheKitsune" and just putting my name as Kit. It was really really nice. Mind you, this was after my teacher emphatically declared we had to use our "real name". She never really cared about me doing this, though.
Phlebotomist. Cyberwitch. Artist. Fighter. Accidental breaker of computers.
Genderfluid enby. Pansexual/-romantic. Kitsune-kin (9-tailed)/Incubus-kin. Plural, with a bunch of headmates.
DAMNED PROUD ANTIFASCIST and an anarchocommunist.
Be warned: In theory, I post both lewd/NSFW and incredibly personal stuff.
(In practice, it's been a while, but who knows?)