“I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.”
I want to note that the way the sex binary looks like it’s present throughout the animal world is that white scientists have a terrible habit of labeling everything “male” or “female” even when it makes no sense.
Like, by any reasonable metric, bees have three sexes: drone, queen, and worker. Workers are only labelled female because someone couldn’t abide the idea of something not being either one or the other.
And before someone calls “genetics” there are many species where both sexes have the exact same genetics, and even many where individuals can change reproductive capacity at will, and scientists suddenly have no problem calling the ones who grow eggs “female” even though they were “male” two weeks ago.
Some species of mammals reproduce asexually. They have only one sex. It is still called “female” because it makes babies even though one might reasonably ask why even make the distinction when every single individual makes babies just the same.
y’all go so hard for starbucks day but does no one remember the green shirt
That day should forever me immortalized as “The most swollen nipples ever day”, because harry has had hard nipples but these had to have been pinched, prodded, licked and sucked. This day spawned a legion of nipple play fics, and for that I am forever grateful.
what about this day tho like what happened to them
You’re right his nipples were really puffy that day.
What about these though? You can see them through his back shirt.