dear friend, I can fly

[dear friend, I can fly]

[thefatedmeeting]

UTENANTHY COMM FOR @palms-upturned .. TY OCEAN ILY i put all my anime effects it made my 13 year old very happy

ID by ocean: a digital illustration of tenjou utena and himemiya anthy walking outside in the golden hour. utena walks with a cane and anthy walks with a rollator, and the cane and rollator have matching floral patterns. anthy is wearing her finale outfit and her suitcase is sitting on the seat of the rollator. chuchu is sitting on the suitcase. utena is pointing at chuchu and both she and anthy are smiling and laughing. there are hearts floating around everyone’s heads and a rainbow in the sky. end ID

[dear friend, I can fly]

[palms-upturned]

We need to break the destructive linking of dependency with pathology and recognise that we are all formed, albeit in diverse and uneven ways, through and by our interdependencies.

Thus, in order to reimagine a genuinely caring politics, we must begin by recognising the myriad ways that our survival and our thriving are everywhere and always contingent on others. A caring politics must grasp both this interdependence and the ambivalence and anxiety it inevitably generates. Only once we acknowledge the challenges of our shared dependence, along with our irreducible differences, can we fully value the skills and resources necessary to promote the capabilities of everyone, whatever our distinct needs, whether as carers or cared for, noting the frequent reciprocity of these positions. Recognising our needs both to give and to receive care not only provides us with a sense of our common humanity, but enables us to confront our shared fears of human frailty, rather than project them onto those we label as ‘dependent’.

The Care Collective, The Care Manifesto

[dear friend, I can fly]

[palms-upturned]

The Sick Woman is who capitalism needs to perpetuate itself.

Why?

Because to stay alive, capitalism cannot be responsible for our care – its logic of exploitation requires that some of us die.

“Sickness” as we speak of it today is a capitalist construct, as is its perceived binary opposite, “wellness.” The “well” person is the person well enough to go to work. The “sick” person is the one who can’t. What is so destructive about conceiving of wellness as the default, as the standard mode of existence, is that it invents illness as temporary. When being sick is an abhorrence to the norm, it allows us to conceive of care and support in the same way.

Care, in this configuration, is only required sometimes. When sickness is temporary, care is not normal.

Here’s an exercise: go to the mirror, look yourself in the face, and say out loud: “To take care of you is not normal. I can only do it temporarily.”

Saying this to yourself will merely be an echo of what the world repeats all the time.

Johanna Hedva, “Sick Woman Theory”

[dear friend, I can fly]

[palms-upturned]

I listened to the sounds of the marches as they drifted up to my window. Attached to the bed, I rose up my sick woman fist, in solidarity.

I started to think about what modes of protest are afforded to sick people – it seemed to me that many for whom Black Lives Matter is especially in service, might not be able to be present for the marches because they were imprisoned by a job, the threat of being fired from their job if they marched, or literal incarceration, and of course the threat of violence and police brutality – but also because of illness or disability, or because they were caring for someone with an illness or disability.

I thought of all the other invisible bodies, with their fists up, tucked away and out of sight. If we take Hannah Arendt’s definition of the political – which is still one of the most dominant in mainstream discourse – as being any action that is performed in public, we must contend with the implications of what that excludes. If being present in public is what is required to be political, then whole swathes of the population can be deemed a-political – simply because they are not physically able to get their bodies into the street.

Johanna Hedva, “Sick Woman Theory”

[dear friend, I can fly]

[evilwizard]

me: *covered in scratch marks* i am still a powerful and respectable wizard, you know

my imp krongus: *doubtfully* yes, my lord

me: i did eventually kill the mouse with a needle for a sword

krongus: it’s just that it was so close, my lord

[krongus]

Krongus believes that perhaps transforming into your beast form was not the best course of action against this very small mouse

[evilwizard]

it was a tactical wobble, i’ll admit it

[dear friend, I can fly]

[greenhairandpronouns-tournament]

The Green Hair and Pronouns Tournament Semifinals, Match 2

ALT

ALT

Kyouichi Saionji from Revolutionary Girl Utena vs. Yuki Rurikawa from A3!

Kyouichi

Yuki

[palms-upturned]

Too many ppl in the notes not getting that the whole point of voting Saionji is that he would hate it. He would be seething and crying and shitting himself over people saying he has pronouns. Which is why we have to take him all the way to the finals. We have to crown him the winner of the green hair and pronouns bracket to ruin his life. Because he DOES have pronouns. His whole character is about how he tries and fails to beat the pronouns allegations. We can’t let him beat them now!!! VOTE SAIONJI. Send his ass kicking and screaming to pronouns town

[dear friend, I can fly]

[palms-upturned]

Hi everyone, sorry to do this but I’m in a pretty tough spot rn. We just extricated my youngest sibling from a dangerous household situation and brought them home, only for our dad to suddenly do a total heel turn and go back on his promise to house them 🙃 so us three siblings and two cats are now crammed into a single bedroom apartment living paycheck to paycheck without a car. We’re mostly doing okay but we really need to get the youngest to a doctor to diagnose what sounds like a case of fibromyalgia even worse than mine. I have a ko-fi and an INPRNT shop if anyone wants to help support some disabled queers and their cats

[image description: pictures of our two cats, one a small tortoiseshell laying on top of me, the other a large tuxedo cat lying on the floor and sticking his paws out, end description]

[palms-upturned]

Some general life updates:

• Little bro is now seeing a specialist and in the process of fibro diagnosis
• Little bro also has a car now but uh. It’s complicated. He shares it, it is not in his possession most of the time
• We may be about to try and fit a fourth person in this apartment 😭 that makes four disabled queers and two cats + a third cat we are going to try and figure out how to find him a temporary caretaker until housing is settled
• Said third cat needs potentially a lot of veterinary care first

Sorry to keep bringing this back and thanks very much to everyone who has been so kind so far 💙

[palms-upturned]

More life updates:

• Little bro has got his diagnosis and is on medication that has vastly improved his chronic pain!! Yay!!!! Thanks so much to everyone who donated while we were in the process of getting him to his consultations, it helped so much 💙
• The car is also back in little bro’s possession!! Unfortunately it is in dire need of repairs (new gasket, oil leak cleanup, possibly new wheels?) and so is currently not in drivable condition
• Person number four is indeed staying with us on and off now (and we’re very glad for that but also wishing we had better conditions to offer)
• I am supposed to start physical therapy soon to manage some new pain flareups and idk yet how much that’s going to cost or how regularly I’ll need to go

Thanks again to everyone who’s helped out so far 💙💙

[palms-upturned]

Updates

• Physical therapy copay is $95 per session and they want me to come in at least once a week 🥲 they said twice a week would be ideal and I was like. That’s literally half my wages. That’s not gonna happen…
• My cat Yarrow also managed to escape the apartment for a few days and she seems to be fine but I’d like to take her to a vet to make absolutely sure if possible

Thanks again 💙

[palms-upturned]

Hi it’s disability pride month and I have to pay rent and then go straight to a $95 PT session 🥲 thanks so much to everyone for all the help 💙

[dear friend, I can fly]

[annabelle--cane]

fandom discourse doesn't really mean anything to me tbh [someone says they hate a character I like] I always had an admiration for the joker

[dear friend, I can fly]

[zombiesun]

no one is immune to knight gender 

[dear friend, I can fly]

[youcantfuckosmosisjones]

the faded, once-beloved tumblr diva ushers you into her projection room and has her gay butler put on a reel of hit posts from days of yore. “look at me” she says, clutching your arm a little too tightly with her sharp sharp nails and puffing on a gold cigarette holder, hoping the smoke will hide the tears brimming in her eyes “wasnt i beautiful”

[dear friend, I can fly]

[arctic-hands]

[Image Description: loose drawing in peachy tones of a fat person with large breasts and shoulder length messy hair, sitting naked in a chair in front of a fan. Their head is rolled back and they are hoisting their large breasts up so the cool air hits the underboob. In the sky is a simplistic sun. End I.D.]