(Please DNI with any of my 🔞 blogs if you’re under 18.)
It’s because I’m pretty sure most of the followers on my main are here for figurine and food photography and don’t appreciate having their dash bombarded with my thirstiness for certain monsters, slashers, and gory content.
I try to tag everything appropriately, but if I missed something please let me know and I’ll add it.
Any n/*/s/*/f/*/w content is tagged as “osha violation” so the op doesn’t get flagged by tumblr.
Overly spicy content gets reblogged to the side blog: 🔞v-a-l-t-i-e-l.🔞
Platinum silicone toy content gets reblogged to the side blog: 🔞 @daimonhelix 🔞
All of my photography posts can be found under the “#hzz photography” tag.
For those only interested in my homemade food and beverage photos, those can be found under the “#hzz feast” tag.
Interesting read. I had to lose over 100lbs for top surgery but that was before the study was published. Fucked they didn’t tell this guy sooner. I was warned by Denver Health before I even got my consultation.
Gentle reminder here that there are elder queers out there. Real elders, people in their 80s and 90s who survived, who are here. You can get there, old age does exist for us.
I know an old lesbian couple who have been married since the moment they legalized it. One woman can hardly walk anymore but she loves Hallmark ornaments, so her wife supports her against her walker during Christmas so she can look at them more easily.
I know a transgender man who started transitioning only 10 years ago at 60, and he’s brilliant and funny and brings his grandchildren by to get sweets.
I know an asexual woman who, beamed and told me she absolutely loved not having a husband, and that she “never once regretted not getting married. I never felt that way about anybody! Why force it?” She lives with her parrot and loves salsa dancing.
Our elders exist. So many of us have been wiped out and erased on purpose, but we’re here. And that means you can get there. When you’re old and grey, when you’re retired and done, there will be people who will love you and will care for you.
aromantic and asexual people are not inherently “miserable” or “unhappier” than other people. we are not “missing out” on something- if we do not experience these feelings to begin with, we have nothing to “miss out” on. the only time that aromantic and asexual people are miserable is when we are forced into relationships or forced to believe we “need” to be in one to be complete. destroy this argument in your mind- aromantic and asexual people define our happiness. we are not inherently miserable, we are doing just fine
hi im complaining about tiktok again and i know this has been said a million times but i despise how the self-censorship that got really popular on there is quickly becoming the norm. why is my podcast that i listen to that is by and for adults and swears regularly censoring the word “sex” in its episode descriptions on spotify, a platform where they dont even censor officially uploaded song titles for songs like “fuck the pain away.” why are there book blurbs using “unalive” completely in earnest. why are people on twitter writing s3x. youtubers can at least handwave having to bleep terms like “heroin” bc that’s specifically a youtube problem but why in an era where everyone is handwringing about how everything is Literally 1984 do people not seem to care about grown adults gleefully regressing into homestuck typing quirks and ugly babytalk
dyatlovpassingprivilege never apologized for defending megapope’s sexual harassment of a trans woman. he continued being catty and epicly dunking on anyone criticizing his transmisogyny, across multiple posts
some people who definitely saw all this shit happen are reblogging dyatlov again, and I’m just blocking for it. I encourage anyone else who gives a shit about trans women on here to do the same
