aside from being cissexist the whole XX = female and XY = male thing is Straight-Up Wrong
AFAB people can have XO, XXX, XXXX and XY chromosomes while AMAB people have have XXYY, XYY, and XX chromosomes and since the majority of the population never has their karyotype examined, they’ll never know that they have one of these chromosomal quirks unless that specific combination has associated symptoms, and not all of them do. you could literally have one of the aforementioned combinations without even knowing it and meanwhile you’re insisting that all AFAB people are XX and that anyone else who has this must also be female
we could also talk about how hormonal patterns for XX persons can naturally and biologically mirror that of a typical XY person, or vis versa, which gives rise to things like androgen insensitivity disorder. here u have it, folks, an whole group of intersex people who have XY chromosomes and testicles and vulva and vagina, all grown naturally, all at the same time.
the number of people who are intersex mirror the number of people who are born with red hair, but no one goes around trying to say that red isn’t a natural hair colour just because the phenotype doesn’t manifest in the majority of the population.
#hmmmm it’s almost like the gender binary is a piece of shit
If I Was Dead by Carol Ann Duffy
#if I was dead
#carol ann duffy
If I was dead,
and my bones adrift
like dropped oars
in the deep, turning earth;
and my skull
a listening shell
on the dark ocean bed;
if I was dead,
and my heart
for a red, red rose;
and my body
a fistful of grit, thrown
in the face of the wind;
if I was dead,
and my eyes,
blind at the roots of flowers,
wept into nothing,
I swear your love
would raise me
out of my grave,
in my flesh and blood,
hungry for this,
and this, and this,
your living kiss.
#guess I'm in good company...
"I was always a very serious child. I remember being, like, 13 and the girls were like, “Felicity is going to kiss Ben on the school field". It’s amazing I had any friends! Because I remember saying “Well, that’s stupid. It’s too young to mean anything. He doesn’t love her, and that’s just a waste of time"
A romantic comedy where a girl meets a guy and really likes him, then later on meets a girl she also likes and she is tearing herself up trying to choose between the two, only to find out in the end that they were the same, genderfluid, person
(Source: hailqueenelsa, via treesong)
#for future reference
After Castiel falls, he starts getting tattoos. Among others, there are the wings and an anti-possession sigil on his back and shoulders, a broken rosary around his neck, a copy of part of the spell carved into Dean and Sam’s ribs down the center of his stomach, a celtic cross along his hip, and Dean’s name in Enochian over his heart. There are also rings around his thigh for every one of his brother’s or sister’s lives he’s had to take. The rings are adorned with feathers.
This is an adaption of tattooed!cas from this piece (nsfw).
Commission for Casually-Serious!
"You should write, write, write every day, and learn to edit and pare it right back so you’re proud of every sentence, and each one is either being useful or beautiful, but hopefully both."
Junot Diaz on Men Who Write About Women
#actively consciously working against the gravitational pull of the culture
#is a thing
The Atlantic: It sounds like you’re saying that literary “talent” doesn’t inoculate a writer—especially a male writer—from making gross, false misjudgments about gender. You’d think being a great writer would give you empathy and the ability to understand people who are unlike you—whether we’re talking about gender or another category. But that doesn’t seem to be the case.
Junot Diaz: I think that unless you are actively, consciously working against the gravitational pull of the culture, you will predictably, thematically, create these sort of fucked-up representations. Without fail. The only way not to do them is to admit to yourself [that] you’re fucked up, admit to yourself that you’re not good at this shit, and to be conscious in the way that you create these characters. It’s so funny what people call inspiration. I have so many young writers who’re like, “Well I was inspired. This was my story.” And I’m like, “OK. Sir, your inspiration for your stories is like every other male’s inspiration for their stories: that the female is only in there to provide sexual service.” There comes a time when this mythical inspiration is exposed for doing exactly what it’s truthfully doing: to underscore and reinforce cultural structures, or I’d say, cultural asymmetry.
"Creativity is not the possession of some special talent. It’s about the willingness to play."
"It is an interesting sidelight that our language - created and codified by men - does not have one unflattering term to describe men who vent their anger at women. even such epithets as ‘bastard’ and ‘son of a bitch’ do not condemn the man but place the blame on a woman - his Mother!"