[character A] makes a deal with a supernatural entity, giving up their ownership over their body.
only after the deal has been made does the supernatural entity realise that [character A] is a member of a system, and as such isnt actually the sole owner of the body. leaving the supernatural entity now trapped in a body they dont fully own.
i dont like the term host,
i mean it is what i am, but i dont like the connotations connected to it. the idea that im the "real one" or that im in charge somehow.
or maybe it just makes me think of the word "parasite" when i hear it.
either way, i think i much prefer the using the term "pilot" to desctibe my place in the system.
i think that it describes what i actually do without the same negative connotations (and also our fronting room is a literal cockpit so it fits)
this is actually how i started questioning whether or not im plural,
got what i thought where intrusive thoughts so i just internally yelled "oh shut up", and they yelled back and now here we are.
Questioning median culture is realising I've possibly been telling another facet to shut up for years just thinking they were anxiety thoughts and feeling bad about it?
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having crushes on my fellow headmate is so bizarre. like... my heart is racing at the other voice in our head. i want to hold our hands together, i want to wrap our arms around us so you can feel the sensation of us embracing. i want to share meals with you and see what your tastebuds like or dislike compared to mine. i love us because i love you. ✧ julian
some system positivity art!!
(with the lovely "the future is plural" phrase by(?) @sophieinwonderland !! [hope the @ is alright uaug])
I can't stop thinking about a plural future. I can't stop thinking about the day a plural kid goes to school and won't be forced to "get rid" of his "imaginary" friend when he gets older. About the day a plural kid goes to university and joins a plurality affinity group and takes a class about disability, neurodivergency, and plurality in society. About the day a parade rushes through Washington D.C. flaunting icons of intersecting rings and ampersands, joyous and unafraid. About the day non-discrimination policies say that you can't discriminate against someone on the basis of their multiplicity. About the day a system can introduce themselves in public as Jackie and Johnny, not just Jackie. About the day a presidential candidate gets on stage and tells the nation that they believe plurality is real and worthy of respect. About the day someone talking about their sysmate is as normal as talking about their partner. About the day a system dies and the names of all of their sysmates are carved on their gravestone. I can't stop thinking about the day that we are unbound and happy. May we never lose sight of that day.
not nearly enough people are fuming about the cass review. do you understand the eventual implications? trans people in the uk will be considered children up until the age of 25, and denied HRT/surgery/even basic measures like legal name change and social transition. all owing to a biased and largely unscientific study. you know what “treatment” for gender dysphoria is recommended by the review instead? conversion therapy.
this will kill people and they know it, because they prefer us dead and out of sight. the government, the NHS and even the opposition have made this clear again and again. a twenty-five year old can have sex, get married have children, join the military, earn a living, be halfway up the corporate ladder or highly successful in their chosen career field by that age, but they can’t transition under NHS rules. this is a death sentence for trans teenagers and they are going ahead with it. it’s trans genocide, same as across the pond.
i’m so afraid for my trans siblings and our futures. i’m so scared for myself. what are we to do if not even the party that is supposed to be on the “left” gives a shit about our safety and mental health as long as they get voted in? labour have become tories with a red coat of paint. it all feels hopeless
im several girls and a bird trapped in a boys body,
really should have gone to a different doctor.