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arsenic-greene asked:

"How'd we get in this mess?" (caliber. calvin would be a useless mess.)

nikkyatyourservice answered:

5. Got snagged in a hunter’s trap

Nikky hung upside down from one leg, dazed and confused. They couldn’t really make out anything at first, the entire world an upside down mess of color, but it was warmer there than home. However, there were bigger things they had to worry about than the environment, like the fact that gravity was making everything move down - their shirt, their pack, the case of matter, and all the blood in their body. Along with that was the severe pain in their ankle - joints like that weren’t made to bear that kind of load

"H-How am I supposed to know!" they cried, panicked as their held their top down with one hand. "You opened the portal and we stepped out! Get me down, I think my ankle’s hurt!"

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They nodded, trying to keep up their high spirits - after all, they had just walked for hours in the sun and had been perfectly safe, not to mention they were in a world that they couldn’t have dreamed of even a few days ago. But the pain was there, a nagging annoyance, and they didn’t want to see what they rest of their foot looked like. “Just be careful, okay?” they said softly. “I don’t want to have to go looking for you…”

It took them longer than they had expected to get the boot off, a task only hindered by the swelling in their ankle. There was a dark blue, nearly black bruise in the shape of the rope where it had caught them, and the flesh had expanded to the point the distinction between where the ankle ended and the foot began was blurred. Even without any medical knowledge they knew this was bad.

'I'm not going far, and i'll be loud, so you can hear me, alright?”

 he slid off the platform with a wet splash, and splashed and rustled about so Nikky could hear where he was.

 he didn’t just gather things to eat..he knew, because of calvin, of plants that would heal, and help Nikky’s sprain.

 that ankle likely also needed a splint, so he collected what he needed to build a sturdy one.

 he returned, and sat the bundle of sticks and reeds down, alongside a pile of roots, berries, a mushroom or two, and a few withered-looking persimmons.

 ”uhm…so i found some dinner…?” he said, crawling back up.

They smiled, sighing softly at his return. They wanted to hug him, having realized how hungry they were in the time it took for him to leave and come back, but that would neither be appropriate or plausible with their foot. Instead they slipped the blanket from around their shoulders and held it out to him.

"You’re all wet," they said softly. "We don’t need two sick people on this trip, do we Mr. Caliber?"

"no….but you’ll get cold too..tel y’what, you keep that on you till i get your ankle taken care of, and we eat..then we can both use it?"

 he started with handing Nikky one of the persimmons to eat  while making a paste from the inner bark of some tree, and a handful of berries. gently, he daubed that on the swollen purple areas. it was cold and sticky.

 ”willowbark and juniper berries..one’s an astringent, the other’s a painkiller. ” he gently tugged Nikky’s sock on to hold the goo in place, and tucked the lone boot into the backpack.

 he paused to take a few bites of a fruit himself, before getting back to his work.

 ’y’won’t need that for awhile..” and then with the reeds, and sticks, he made a brace-like splint. “it’ll help keep it still, and take the strain off when i carry you, or if you need to walk.”

They took the fruit, smelling it cautiously before beginning to peel and eat it. All they had ever managed to grow in the tree house had been root vegetables and oranges, so it was totally exotic to them, and they were surprised by how good it tasted. It was almost enough to distract them from his work at their leg.

"It feels better already," they offered softly, taking another eager bite of the fruit’s sweet flesh. "I wish I knew as much about plants as you seem to. There are so many here, I can’t even imagine learning half the names!"

Later they would look back and be embarrassed by the bland meal they had given him that first night, but it couldn’t be helped. Even with a sprained ankle, the bugs, and the threat of quicksand, this place was a paradise!

"I’m sorry I’m such a bother," they murmured softly as they finished the fruit and moved onto a mushroom. "I should have seen that trap coming… But everything here is so wonderful, I just got distracted…"

"good…I’m going to bring enough with us in case we need it tomorrow.."

 he smiled, curling up beside them and bringign the food closer.

 ”well..easy lesson. if the underside of a mushroom is anything but dark brown or white, don’t eat it..and if the top is red, don’t eat it. and if you’re not sure, don’t eat it.’ he smirked.  “but there’s limetrees, orange trees, apple trees and things like that tout here…and most berries can be eaten. the ones that you shouldn’t eat…well…if one tastes bitter or sour…they’ll make you sick. but berries won’t kill you.” he slid under the blanket, cuddling up.

 ”if I had a way to start a fire, we’d have had fish and shellfish too. there’s lots of them in the swamp to eat.”

 he finished his fruit, and snagged a mushroom as well.

  “it was hidden with a lot of vines..I’ve lived here forever and _I_ didn’t see it…so don’t feel too badly.”

The blushed just slightly at his closeness, still not entirely used to it, but snuggle against him all the same. They broke off a piece of the cap and ate it cautiously before tucking it, sighing softly as they let their eyes close. Lord, even the mushrooms tasted better here!

"I’ve never had fish," they admitted softly. "To be honest, most of the animals weren’t safe to eat because of the matter poisoning. We tried raising them once but they all died and Mr. Walter didn’t think they were safe anymore. If they’re anything like all this they’ll probably be the best thing I’ve ever eaten," they added with a chuckle.

They’d have to write all this down later - that way when their leg healed they could at least try and cook for him.

"well, you’re going to be utterly spoiled here. we live on a coastline, and with a swamp and river system, so you’ll get to try both fresh and saltwater fish, and a LOT of veggies and fruits too. M’just sorry your first dinner here isn’t that good." he sighed, he was just damp now, and the will-o-wisps and fireflies made it not seem so dark.

 the entire place smelt and sounded alive, since frogs and crickets made quite a racket.

 ”we’ll be in town tomorrow…get your leg fixed up, get  a room in the hotel…and egt food that i didn’t have to find in the dark and knee-deep water.”

"Are you kidding me? This food is fantastic!" they insisted, looking up at him with utter and complete astonishment. "It’s some of the best food I’ve ever eaten, ever! And this whole place, it’s so absolutely beautiful, I can’t even believe it. I couldn’t have even dreamed places like this existed. All the sounds and the lights - there are bugs that light up, Mr. Caliber! It’s just so beautiful and I can’t believe how lucky you are to get to live here all the time and see all this and eat all this food and it’s just - just - amazing! It’s absolutely amazing!"

"I just…" Their speech faltered, and they looked down sadly at their hands. "I just wish Mr. Walter and the Spine could see it… They’d be so happy…"

There were tears in their eyes as they swallowed another berry and when they spoke their voice could barely be heard over the frogs and other animals about them.

"They… They’re dead, aren’t they?"

arsenic-greene

arsenic-greene asked:

"How'd we get in this mess?" (caliber. calvin would be a useless mess.)

nikkyatyourservice answered:

5. Got snagged in a hunter’s trap

Nikky hung upside down from one leg, dazed and confused. They couldn’t really make out anything at first, the entire world an upside down mess of color, but it was warmer there than home. However, there were bigger things they had to worry about than the environment, like the fact that gravity was making everything move down - their shirt, their pack, the case of matter, and all the blood in their body. Along with that was the severe pain in their ankle - joints like that weren’t made to bear that kind of load

"H-How am I supposed to know!" they cried, panicked as their held their top down with one hand. "You opened the portal and we stepped out! Get me down, I think my ankle’s hurt!"

arsenic-greene:

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They nodded, trying to keep up their high spirits - after all, they had just walked for hours in the sun and had been perfectly safe, not to mention they were in a world that they couldn’t have dreamed of even a few days ago. But the pain was there, a nagging annoyance, and they didn’t want to see what they rest of their foot looked like. “Just be careful, okay?” they said softly. “I don’t want to have to go looking for you…”

It took them longer than they had expected to get the boot off, a task only hindered by the swelling in their ankle. There was a dark blue, nearly black bruise in the shape of the rope where it had caught them, and the flesh had expanded to the point the distinction between where the ankle ended and the foot began was blurred. Even without any medical knowledge they knew this was bad.

'I'm not going far, and i'll be loud, so you can hear me, alright?”

 he slid off the platform with a wet splash, and splashed and rustled about so Nikky could hear where he was.

 he didn’t just gather things to eat..he knew, because of calvin, of plants that would heal, and help Nikky’s sprain.

 that ankle likely also needed a splint, so he collected what he needed to build a sturdy one.

 he returned, and sat the bundle of sticks and reeds down, alongside a pile of roots, berries, a mushroom or two, and a few withered-looking persimmons.

 ”uhm…so i found some dinner…?” he said, crawling back up.

They smiled, sighing softly at his return. They wanted to hug him, having realized how hungry they were in the time it took for him to leave and come back, but that would neither be appropriate or plausible with their foot. Instead they slipped the blanket from around their shoulders and held it out to him.

"You’re all wet," they said softly. "We don’t need two sick people on this trip, do we Mr. Caliber?"

"no….but you’ll get cold too..tel y’what, you keep that on you till i get your ankle taken care of, and we eat..then we can both use it?"

 he started with handing Nikky one of the persimmons to eat  while making a paste from the inner bark of some tree, and a handful of berries. gently, he daubed that on the swollen purple areas. it was cold and sticky.

 ”willowbark and juniper berries..one’s an astringent, the other’s a painkiller. ” he gently tugged Nikky’s sock on to hold the goo in place, and tucked the lone boot into the backpack.

 he paused to take a few bites of a fruit himself, before getting back to his work.

 ’y’won’t need that for awhile..” and then with the reeds, and sticks, he made a brace-like splint. “it’ll help keep it still, and take the strain off when i carry you, or if you need to walk.”

They took the fruit, smelling it cautiously before beginning to peel and eat it. All they had ever managed to grow in the tree house had been root vegetables and oranges, so it was totally exotic to them, and they were surprised by how good it tasted. It was almost enough to distract them from his work at their leg.

"It feels better already," they offered softly, taking another eager bite of the fruit’s sweet flesh. "I wish I knew as much about plants as you seem to. There are so many here, I can’t even imagine learning half the names!"

Later they would look back and be embarrassed by the bland meal they had given him that first night, but it couldn’t be helped. Even with a sprained ankle, the bugs, and the threat of quicksand, this place was a paradise!

"I’m sorry I’m such a bother," they murmured softly as they finished the fruit and moved onto a mushroom. "I should have seen that trap coming… But everything here is so wonderful, I just got distracted…"

"good…I’m going to bring enough with us in case we need it tomorrow.."

 he smiled, curling up beside them and bringign the food closer.

 ”well..easy lesson. if the underside of a mushroom is anything but dark brown or white, don’t eat it..and if the top is red, don’t eat it. and if you’re not sure, don’t eat it.’ he smirked.  “but there’s limetrees, orange trees, apple trees and things like that tout here…and most berries can be eaten. the ones that you shouldn’t eat…well…if one tastes bitter or sour…they’ll make you sick. but berries won’t kill you.” he slid under the blanket, cuddling up.

 ”if I had a way to start a fire, we’d have had fish and shellfish too. there’s lots of them in the swamp to eat.”

 he finished his fruit, and snagged a mushroom as well.

  “it was hidden with a lot of vines..I’ve lived here forever and _I_ didn’t see it…so don’t feel too badly.”

The blushed just slightly at his closeness, still not entirely used to it, but snuggle against him all the same. They broke off a piece of the cap and ate it cautiously before tucking it, sighing softly as they let their eyes close. Lord, even the mushrooms tasted better here!

"I’ve never had fish," they admitted softly. "To be honest, most of the animals weren’t safe to eat because of the matter poisoning. We tried raising them once but they all died and Mr. Walter didn’t think they were safe anymore. If they’re anything like all this they’ll probably be the best thing I’ve ever eaten," they added with a chuckle.

They’d have to write all this down later - that way when their leg healed they could at least try and cook for him.

transinavacuum

Otherkin and Dysphoria Misunderstanding

transinavacuum:

Quick note: I have nothing against Otherkin. This post actually isn’t arguing or saying anything bad about them.

So, has anyone seen this photo?

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When I first saw it I presumed it was a joke, chuckled and moved on. But the other day I tried to explain  Gender Dysphoria to someone, and the picture popped in my head.

I can’t speak for Otherkin, I don’t know what their experiences are. (Note there are a lot of different types, not just “trans-species” types.) I can’t say whether this image accurately represents their feelings, or if it’s just immature fantasy.

But here’s the thing: in my experience, gender dysphoria is absolutely nothing like this picture. In fact, it’s almost the complete opposite.

Dysphoria isn’t looking in the mirror, seeing the “real you inside”, wondering why everyone else can’t see it and wishing they could.

Dysphoria is looking in the mirror and seeing a complete stranger.

It’s expecting yourself to look like you, but instead of you, you get a small horror-movie shock, because you could have sworn you looked like something else. It’s more like a cartoon where everyone switches genders magically in the night, and they wake up and stumble around for pants and sleepilly brush their teeth - and then gasp in confusion. It would be like a non-otherkin regular human peering into the mirror and seeing a dragon instead.

For me, the symptoms of dysphoria are best described as a “disconnect” from my body. I don’t go around all day imagining the “real me”, it’s not something I sit around and fantasize about, I’m not “creating” a version of me in my head that I’m trying to feel or be. I just know the real me — which is why the mirror is so surprising and confusing, because apparently that’s the real me, and I don’t even recognize it. Grok?

My problem is there are similar cartoons and images to the “dragon” one, only replaced with a transgender concept. Like the oversimplified “X trapped a Y body” narrative, it’s giving people an inaccurate idea of what being trans is, and therefore an inaccurate idea of how to handle trans health and politics.

Are other transfolk’s GD experiences similar? What about otherkin? Feel free to weigh in.

(Pardon the #truscum tag, but figured some folks might be interested.)