I took a class about Ancient Egypt last semester and we had a whole lecture dedicated to talking about how gay Niankhkhnum and Khnumhotep were. Their tomb walls were decorated with scenes of them ignoring their wives in favor of embracing each other. In one scene, the couple is seated at a banquet table that is usually reserved for a husband and wife. There’s an entire motif of Khnumhotep holding lotus flowers which in ancient Egyptian tradition symbolizes femininity. Khnumhotep offers the lotus flower to Niankhkhnum, something that only wives were ever depicted as doing for their husbands. In fact, Khnumhotep is repeatedly depicted as uniquely feminine, being shown smaller and shorter than his partner Niankhkhnum and being placed in the role of a woman. Size is a big deal in Egyptian art, husbands are almost always shown as being larger and taller than their wives. So for two men of equal status to be shown in once again, a marital fashion, is pretty telling. Not to mention they were literally buried together which is the strongest bond two people could share in ancient Egypt, as it would mean sharing the journey to the afterlife together. And yet 90% of the academic text about these two talks about these clues in vague terms and analyze the great “brotherhood” they shared, and the enigma of Khnumhotep being depicted as feminine. Apparently it’s too hard for archaeologists to accept homosexuality in the ancient world, as well as the possibility of trans individuals.
On the last note, I was walking around the Field Museum of Natural History in Chicago and there is a mummy on exhibit. It caught my attention because the panel that was describing it was talking about how it was a woman’s body in a male coffin and wow, the Egyptian working that day really screwed that up. My summary, not actual words, sorry I can’t remember verbatim but it basically said that someone screwed up.
They claimed that the Egyptians screwed up a burial.
The Egyptians. Screwed up. A burial.
Now I’m not an expert in Ancient Egypt but from what I know, and what the exhibit was telling me, burials and the afterlife and all that jazz DEFINED the Egyptian religion and culture. They don’t just ‘screw up’. So instead of thinking outside the box for two seconds and wonder why else a genetically female body was in a male coffin, the ‘researchers’ blatantly disregard the rest of their research and decided to call it a screw up. Instead of, you know, admitting that maybe this mummy presented as male during his life and was therefore honorably buried as he was identified. But it would be too much of a stretch to admit that a transgender person could have existed back then.
(Sorry I can’t find any sources online and it’s been like 2 years but it stuck in my mind)
There’s a lot of bigoted historian dragging on my dash these days and it makes me happy.
Once again, more proof that we queers have ALWAYS been here, and it’s a CHOSEN narrative to erase them.
i’m concerned about boys with mental illnesses and eating disorders and abusive relationships and sexual assault survivor stories and self-harming tendencies who never get the attention or care or help they need because all of those things “don’t happen to men” or because “all men are horrible monsters” and i just wanna say if you’re a boy and you’re struggling with something hard, your gender doesn’t diminish or dismiss your struggles or make them any less significant or difficult and i love you and i’m here for you
t h a n k
throwback to when someone very important to me was told he was faking his debilitating eating disorder because “cis men don’t have those” (((:
hey um. So the movie Boss Babyhad a disgusting amount of transmisogyny in it, there was a “man in a dress” joke that played out for nearly the last half of the movie, umm, so if youre trans feminine I would seriously recommend avoiding this movie like the fucking plague, so maybe please spread this so trans girls can stay safe,,,
Luke: I believe what you were meaning to say is ‘thank you’.
Rey: Thank you?
Luke: You’re welcome!
Rey: What? no-no-no, I didn’t… why would I?
Luke: Okay okay *chuckles*
Luke: ♫ I see what’s happening here You’re face-to-face with greatness and it’s strange You don’t even know how you feel, it’s adorable Well, it’s nice to see that Padawans never change Trust in the force, let’s begin Yes it’s really me, It’s Luke, breathe it in I know it’s a lot: the hand, the sight! When you’re staring at a Jedi Knight! ♫
listen either finn is gonna get w/ rey (interracial couple in a prominent film franchise, still relatively uncommon in modern media) or finn is gonna get w/ rose (interracial couple consisting of two people of color in a prominent film franchise, even LESS common in modern media) or finn is gonna get w/ poe (interracial QUEER couple consisting of two men of color in a prominent film franchise, unquestionably groundbreaking) so like, no matter who finn winds up with romantically, it’s all good, it’s all important from a representation standpoint, u can all have ur ship wars but i am excited to see who our lord and savior finn chooses and will support him no matter what
You did a terrible thing, it doesn’t mean you’re a terrible person
Getting winded after walking quickly/upstairs with binder on, but able to catch breath
Chafing in the underarm areas
Soreness (during or after) in arms, shoulders, or back
Increased acne on chest or back
Mild anxiety about tightness
Chest sagging
No, take it off and rest, see a doctor if problem gets worse or doesn’t go away after taking the binder off (or after one week):
Nausea during or after binding, including nausea caused by pain
Bruising
Out of breath/can’t catch breath when not wearing binder
Skin rash
Sharp pains in ribs
Not able to cough or sneeze
Numbness in arms
Feeling too tired/sore to do everyday activities
Suddenly having any of the above symptoms even if you’ve been binding for years
No, see a doctor ASAP, could be a sign of serious injury:
Anything from the above category if you can just tell/feel something is wrong, better safe than sorry
Extreme claustrophobia/panic attacks
Sharp pain in chest/heart skipping beats or beating very fast
Not able to breathe
Dizziness
Blueness in lips or fingertips
Change in shape of ribcage
Fainting
good stuff to know if you wear a binder, especially if you’re new to it. this is way more informative than the basic “don’t wear it for more than 8 hours uwu!!!111!!” – although that is also good advice. sometimes the time you keep it on will vary because of your schedule, and you don’t have to panic if that’s the case. just pay attention your body, know what’s safe, and crack your poor back as often as you can.
Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Rosamund Mary “Rosie” Watson, Eurus Holmes, Mycroft Holmes Additional Tags: Season/Series 04, Post-Episode: s04e03 The Final Problem, Fix-It, Sherlock Is Not Okay, John Comes Home, eventually, Series 4 Fix-It, Grief/Mourning Summary:
Baker Street is very much the same. Only different.
And Sherlock is just trying not to drown.
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Rec: Get ready to revel, wallow, and swoon because this is an amazing, amazing series 4 fixit. It takes all the grief and terribleness and lets it come out, not in anger but in love and healing. Eurus, Mary, Sherrinford, Victor, it’s all tackled unabashedly head-on, taking the most broken bits of series 4 and crafting a beautiful, deeply moving love story. But most of all it’s the unspeakable longing, the unspoken actions, the gestures small and grand, the delicately hesitant touches as Sherlock and John try to help each other without overstepping, both knowing what home means and what they want it to be (and who they want it with) but trying to be satisfied with the scraps they can get. With healthy doses of domesticity and parentlock, but also PTSD and unhealthy coping mechanisms, this is the “lost episode” that the fandom needs.
I can’t really be suggesting that heterosexuality is somehow taught, can I? That it is somehow part of the curriculum?
I would argue that it is very much part of what schools aim to teach. Why else would educational institutions so enthusiastically promote social norms which exclude queers? My own teaching colleagues have criticised my decision to tell my students my partner’s name, Emily, as it’s too much information about my sexuality; straight colleagues wear wedding rings or take the title ‘Mrs.’ Facebook memes celebrate ‘mums and dads’ kissing in front of the kids to show them what loving relationships are like; television programmes depicting same-sex kisses are firmly placed in later timeslots to ‘protect children’. Kissing my partner in the supermarket attracts disgusted glances from people who steer their children quickly away; a family wedding with children present can include more than one gently ribald reference to the wedding night or the honeymoon. In short, heterosexuality is relentlessly advertised by those who practice it; queer sexualities are always taboo in ‘family friendly’ spaces.