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Hey, my name's Keev, I post dumb shit. [COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!]

i think a lot of white queer/trans people need to hear that "breaking gender norms" isnt just wearing a dress while masc or dying your hair. its also unlearning the beauty standards that impose ideals of white beauty and attractiveness on non-white folks. yes you have a nose ring but i just heard you tell your black friend with meticulously cared for natural hair "you'd just look so nice with straight hair is all im saying..." why does your blog fetishizing i mean uh. appreciating trans women only feature skinny white women who pass. when societal gender norms are so inextricably tied to whiteness and emulating whiteness it is not enough to simply change your aesthetic. you need to defy the gender norms in your own head too.

fun fact! the original draft of this was about native features, but i changed my examples bc historically my native-centered posts get basically no notes compared to my other social-justice/activism posts :) which definitely doesn't frustrate me at all as a queer native american. anyways reminder that gender roles are informed by culture and what you (white person reading this) consider "gender non-conforming" might in fact be a gender-conforming feature in their culture!

so as you might have guessed because I said I was camping in the woods to avoid getting sick:

someone in my household has covid unfortunately but we did manage to get them a Paxlovid subscription. they’re uninsured, and even GoodRx coupons only brought the cost down to $1,300 USD.

I thought to check the drug manufacturer website and quickly signed up online through its portal and received a pharmacy card by email that lowered the cost to $0

There are also options for insured patients to dramatically lower their copays. I’m in the U.S., and I’m unsure whether this is applicable elsewhere, but I wanted to share this info on access to potentially lifesaving medication, for anyone it may help!

Okay, so. Yesterday, my spouse's cat (my beloved, furry stepdaughter) was suddenly very sick. Spouse had the car on the opposite end of the state for work, so I walked down the road to the local vet. Unfortunately, she needed to be rushed to the emergency vet in the next town over, so I had to order an Uber and cross my fingers.

Enter Donald, a gay Puerto Rican man who rolls up in an electric Kia with a rainbow Zelda shirt. I know he is Puerto Rican because that is the theme of his car's decor. He's probably in his late forties. He's gushing over the cat but his demeanor changes when I tell him how sick she is and how I need to get her to the ER. He solemnly informs me, "I'll take care of it," and RIPS out of the parking lot of my building.

Dude is flooring it. The entire time he is sending his husband text-to-speech messages about, "Going to the vet, do you want me to go in and talk to them?" He informs me that he actually needed to go speak to the vet at this clinic anyway--his dog who he just had to put down yesterday went there for renal failure treatments--and that "fate brought us together." He tells the cat to hang in there, that, "Girl, I will take care of you."

He turns on his emergency blinkers. He's weaving through traffic like he used to professionally race. Any gap he sees, he takes it. It is terrifying but I am in awe.

We get to blocked traffic because it is rush hour. He asks me if I trust him. I tell him, "I guess I have to in this situation," and he nods and swings into the shoulder, guns it, whips around the traffic, and takes off on a side road. The GPS means nothing to him. He knows exactly where he's going and he is beating the traffic jams for the sake of the cat. She can't wait.

When we pull into the vet clinic, he goes in with me. As my cat is taken in, he asks me if I want to see pictures of his late dog. He shows me a picture of a chihuahua in a bow tie and it is the cutest fucking dog I've ever seen. He tells me how his husband is a dog trainer and the dog had been around the world, and that this vet is a good one and my cat will be fine.

I compliment his shirt and he nods like Arnold at the end of Terminator 2. Then he just marches out the door.

Anyway. The cat is staying overnight at the emergency vet but seems to be doing fine aside from not wanting to eat. Apparently, this is a $2.5k case of "your cat has a cold and is constipated, and what you thought was respiratory distress was her gagging on snot while nauseous." We pick her up sometime today.

Wherever you are, thank you, Donald. My spouse left you a tip higher than the cost of the trip because you are awesome and your dedication to our cat was inspiring. 10/10, I would endanger myself on the road with you again.

We got a $500 refund, so only $2k now. But yeah. The, uh, actual vet visits (plural) were just as insane.

  • Cat gets constipated..
  • Cat's tummy hurty.
  • Cat stops eating for one (1) day which makes her tummy hurty worse.
  • Cat throws up water several times because tummy hurty.
  • Cat is a Victorian child who starts acting like she is dying.
  • Cat gets rushed to the vet where lethargy + puking convinces everyone she must have eaten something poisonous.
  • Blood work is expensive but comes back fine.
  • Vet is now convinced she must have a blockage. Or a tumor.
  • X-rays just show she has to poop. But she's fine. Except for her bladder. It's kind of big. They need to do a urinalysis.
  • Oh wait no she just peed everywhere, that was why her bladder was big. Urinalysis is fine.
  • Vet is worried maybe her heart is bad? Maybe her heart is bad??
  • Her heart's fine, but that's another cost.
  • Cat deemed constipated and given some fluids and a potassium shot because she throwed up and they're worried about her electrolytes. She is sent home.
  • Cat begins breathing heavy, frothing, and coughing an hour after returning home.
  • Donald comes to the rescue and takes us to the vet ER.
  • More blood tests, in case the first vet missed something.
  • More X-rays, in case the first vet missed something.
  • Oh. She's constipated and has a cold. It wasn't respiratory distress. She was gagging on post-nasal drip and, because she is a frail Victorian child, she panicked.
  • We leave her overnight to be safe because there is NO WAY she just has to poop and take some sniffles medication.
  • ... She just had to poop and take some sniffles medication.
  • Two thousand dollars later we know she had to poop and take some sniffles medication.

And I feel like this whole experience just sums up the personality of Smudge as a cat, because this is the most Smudge thing she has ever done.

Was inspired by @wolfsvile's (twt) ppg iteration and decided to draw around its concept with my own take of how they came to be :)

tried to stay loyal to their og shape language while straying further from the simplicity of the style, and picked up a few things from astroboy and my life as a teenage robot

hello everyone! today, Pangur went to the vet to have her (benign! hooray!) tumour checked out.

money is tight right now, so I'm holding a sale to help offset the visit. for the next 24 hours, the code 'lump' will get you 25% off everything at greerstothers.shop

fuck it, i'm curious. reblog and tag with the first fictional death to ever rewrite your brain chemistry and/or make you cry like a baby. mine was ares from the underland chronicles (who, for context, was a giant bat.) to this day i will weep if i think too hard about it. okay, go.

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