Here Have A Shit Ton Of Convergent Pokemon Concepts!!

here have a shit ton of convergent pokemon concepts!!

Snom, Frosmoth: nudibranch, sea angel Phantump, Trevenant: hydrothermal vents Bergmite, Hisuian Avalugg: thornbug, stag beetle, sea scorpion Petilil, Lilligant: blanket octopus, sea anemone Ralts, Kirlia, Gardevoir: not a convergent but a mimic! venus flytrap, pitcher plant

I'm gonna say out loud something I suspect a lot of people can relate to but are afraid to vocalise.

It is okay to be scared or feel uncertain about getting top surgery. I know I was. It does not make you any less trans to feel hesitant about going forward with a major surgery that leaves large scars on your body you will have to look after for at least a few months afterwards, especially when for many of us top surgery is our first ever surgery. It does not mean you don't want it if you have to take some time to seriously consider it. It is okay and honestly perfectly normal to be scared, even if you rarely see trans people online exrpessing any sort of fear or doubts.

I knew I wanted my top surgery, and I certainly do not regret it, but I also questioned it. I weighed out the pros and cons, the possible complications following my surgery, whether or not I was truly mentally prepared for such a big surgery, and I even went so far as to question whether or not I truly wanted top surgery. I am grateful that I took the time to do that, even if to others in my life it looked as though I was rushing into this decision. I questioned everything, but I was also deeply aware of the fact that if I were to express my fear and hesitation I would likely be met with scrutiny over whether I truly wanted the surgery or if I am even really trans to begin with. I fear this is the reality for a lot of people, and I wish we could treat gender affirming surgeries the same way we do any other major surgery and allow ourselves to feel fear without facing judgement for it.

I do not regret my surgery, but it is still a major surgery, and thus takes some time to get used to. When I first saw my results after my surgery I felt a mix of emotions. I was happy, of course, but I was also possibly for the first time in my life seeing what 6 days post op looks like, and it is not very pretty. A very small part of me also questioned my decision then, and while a much larger part of me was ecstatic and knew very well that my results would look much better with time, I still want to acknowledge that small part. I feel that there is often not given much room in our community to express these feelings, leading many of us to shamefully hide them away while convincing ourselves we're the only ones who feel this way. That is simply not true.

So, if you're reading this and feel scared or hesitant, know that you are not alone. It is normal and healthy to take the time to seriously question whether or not to majorly alter your body in this way, even when you know it will eventually make you happier and more comfortable in your body. Never forget that.

nah bro that aint even the worst of it the mountain chain used to go through the southern US and connect to Australia on the other side

Half-Lives Chapter 4

Read the full chapter here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120073/chapters/121902058 The air conditioning in the CVS felt wonderful, and Danny relaxed a bit as he passed through the doors. He grabbed a hand-basket from the stack by the entrance, and snagged a bottle of soda as he went by the register. Roof running in the heat had made him thirsty. Then he went straight to the first aisle that looked like it might have a fan. He wasn’t going to walk out of here without one. He found them without too much trouble, and started looking at his options. He had been planning on going for the cheapest one earlier, but the money from the restaurant gave him more options. He could probably pick up a few other things while he was here too. He picked out a decent looking medium-ish sized fan. Small enough that he could carry it back via rooftop, but powerful enough to actually move some air. He also bought an extension cord with a power strip on it, because for some reason the apartment only had a few outlets, and they were all placed inconveniently. He’d never be able to set the thing up close enough to the bed to be usefull without it. After that, Danny wandered the store for a bit, looking for other things that might make the heat a bit less miserable. Any excuse to stay and enjoy the AC for a while. He grabbed an Ice cube tray, and a water bottle that he could take with him while roof running. A cheap set of extra washcloths. He remembered a trick that Mo- that he’d learned on a camping trip, to keep cool by draping a wet cloth over yourself. Sunblock, maybe? If he was going to be running around making deliveries in daylight he might need it, even in Gotham’s stupidly cloudy weather. It was sunny outside right now, though it was filtering through a miserable haze of pollution. Could he even get sunburn while he was invisible though? He was debating the practicality of a cool looking pair of sunglasses when the robbery started. He almost didn’t notice at first. He was standing in one of the aisles, a bit away from the entrance, when four men in ski-masks walked in the door. He definitely noticed when one of them fired a shot into the ceiling though. Danny flinched, slapping his hands over his ears and ducking down behind the shelf. The gunshot was loud. Ecto-guns didn't make that much noise. Several people screamed and Danny peered around the corner of his aisle. Two of the men were at the checkouts. One of them had a gun pointing at the cashiers, shouting at them while they opened the registers. The other hung back closer to the door, gun at the ready and watching both the store and the street. The other two were moving deeper into the building. One headed for the pharmacy, and the other was rounding up customers. Danny ducked back into the aisle, and ran for the back. He didn’t think he’d been spotted yet. He didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t use his powers in the store. Not with the camera’s watching everything. Even if he managed to get out of sight or escape out the back and go invisible, if he came back in and started beating up the crooks, it would be obvious something was happening. And if anyone mentioned that someone invisible had been in the store, and word got back to the wrong people, and they looked at the cameras, he was already on film from his time walking around shopping. He couldn’t just try fighting them either! He was stronger and faster than most humans, but if he managed to take them out it would just get him more attention. And that was if he didn't get shot. He’d never been shot with a normal gun before. He didn't know if it could kill him, but he… also didn't know if it couldn’t? If he went intangible the bullets would go right through him, but if he did get hit, he was pretty sure it would still hurt him badly. His ghost form was almost invincible unless he was exhausted or his core was damaged, but his human body had organs and he probably still needed them more or less intact. But, he couldn’t just do nothing. He made a decision. He ducked into the little bathroom at the back. His shopping basket, which he only now realized he’d been holding onto, got tossed aside, and he ducked into one of the stalls and locked it from the inside. If anyone asked, he’d be able to say he was hiding there from the robbers. It was even sort of true. He went invisible, then intangible, and slipped back out into the store. He couldn’t just beat them up or steal their weapons without being noticed, but maybe he could trip them, or distract them, or slow them down till the cops got here somehow. He had just floated up over the shelves to try getting a better look at things when several things happened very quickly. A child screamed. Danny’s ghost sense went off, icy cold and stronger than he’d felt it since he left Amity. Another gunshot rang out. The man by the door collapsed in a spray of blood.

And Danny was buried in a tidal wave of rage that wasn’t his. Full chapter on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120073/chapters/121902058

You know, every so often I think I should update my pirated copy of CS2.

Then I see things like this, and remember that I don't need it more than I need it, you know?

Dated 3/22/23

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