straight women need to start fetishising sapphic women so there can be more femslash fan fiction. we gotta outsource and get more writers on board. I want it to get to the point where two women cant be on screen together without having a 80k space opera fic written about them. I want show runners to be scared of cancelling sapphic shows because legions and legions of fans will come after them. dont tell me my priorities are wrong.
straight women, you have been summoned for yuri duty.
Idk man it’s so easy to get bogged down in all the bullshit online but when my then-6 year old cousin found out I was trans he said “ok” then corrected my grandma when she misgendered me. I was once the third between a gay man and a lesbian. Two lesbians once invited me back to their place when I presented as a man. I met an AMAB nb butch who looked strikingly to outsiders like a cis man and it was one of the more sapphic experiences I’ve had. I nervously wore a boydyke shirt to pride and got 3 different cis-looking femme folks tell me they loved my shirt. I once told a trans group at a protest that any pronouns were fine for me and one person said “wow, I’m impressed and intimidated by people like that. I don’t know that I could be that chill with pronouns.” I once told a GNC friend I wished I could wear a type of “opposite” gender clothing after I had already transitioned and so it would be associated with my AGAB and he said “You could just do it.” I’ve had cishet men fight cops for me before. The first time I had a doctor ask me if my name was different than what was on my forms I had to try not to cry. Last week, a phone call with a doctor’s office where I am generally cis passing asked unprompted if my name listed is what I want to be called. It touched me then too. I told a lesbian friend once I felt like my attraction to men AND women both felt gay. She said “makes sense.” And we moved on. I go by different pronouns in different circles. I’ve had gay women love my facial hair. I’ve had gay men like my tits. It’s all out there, I promise. It can be hard to find it but I promise there is community like you and community who likes you. And it’s more messy and beautiful than tumblr discourse makes it out to be.
Not to single you out, and not to dismiss how shit small towns can be or how good leaving can be but…
I’m from a small town and my cousin and grandma still live there. The first butch I ever met was my elementary school gym teacher. My two best friends in high school and I formed our GSA over a decade ago. I once was walking through town and saw two burly men holding hands. They tensed at me staring, then I smiled and they smiled back. While I left my small town for college, I was back for summers, and worked at a little theme park. A super queer couple and their kids came up to my ride and I beamed so brightly at them and said with more enthusiasm than I’d ever mustered at customers, “have a great rest of the day.” When what I really meant was, I’m like you. I moved back to my hometown briefly, and when I told a cashier at my Walmart I liked his nail-polish, he smiled knowingly and gave me a discount. We stayed friends a while after. My aunt was a vocal member of an LGBT allies group for years before I came out. It wasn’t until I was an adult I learned she had a gay uncle who had lived with his (not legally) husband. My roommate’s even smaller hometown just had their fourth annual Pride parade and it had even more heart than any big-city pride I’ve ever been to.
It gets over-said: “it gets better” “progress is being made” but the sentiment that rings truest I think is
We’re here. We’re here we’re here we’re here, you aren’t alone.
I hope you find the community you are seeking, whether that’s where you are now or somewhere else.
very funny that i still think of tumblr as being relaxing because sometimes I’ll come on this site and my eyes will immediately be assaulted by a string of words that even monkeys with typewriters would be sent to hell for and I’ll just have to deal with that
people replying with “curate your own experience. just block those people” are missing the point. I come on here everyday and my bestest and most beloved of mutuals put together posts meant to deal me 12d8 psychic damage and I like it that way
That state of being Creatively Inspired but Mentally Mushy is a special kind of frustrating
Audio Transcript:
Bugs Bunny: I’m tellin’ you, doc, they/them pussy is different
Daffy Duck: Aw, pussy is pussy. Just watch me.
*fireworks*
Daffy Duck: God damn
that’s IMPRESSIVELY well done voice acting
im the prettiest canary in this mine
what the fuck is that smell
online queer spaces (aka tik tok) can be so fucking dumb sometimes. like, in real life 20 year old and 40 year old dykes are making out at the bar and it’s fine. trans men and trans masc people will go to lesbian bars and it will be normal and acceptable to see them there. lesbians will fuck trans people (trans masc and femme people) and the world won’t end. someone at the gay bar will be wearing kink gear and no one will bat an eye. dykes will have moustaches and stubble and will be wearing a labrys and people are gonna fuck who they want and not fuck who they don’t want and that’s literally ok. being a part of a community means you will meet people who are different and who don’t fit your strict fucking rules of what is “acceptable” and what isn’t. and i feel badly for people who don’t understand what it’s like to live in a real-life community. let queer people be messy and confusing, no one in the real world cares.
who tf actually tracks their period bro that shit happens when it happens. none of my business
More memes I made while cleaning out my phone
adulthood is all about fighting for your life to meet up with your friends at a scheduled time
see this person gets it
bazzy my beloved
my favorite tags on this post
getting diagnosed with alcoholism because of the scratch marks around my robot girlfriend's usb pussy
now that's a friend indeed
"Ignore the long Elmo" no I don't think I will
"It fits," you brought a Dutch Masters cartoon monster painting to the uncanny valley of the Muppets and expected what, lack of cohesion?
Pigeons and crows are barely animals to me. They're like nature spirits for cities.
in north america it's a little complex, actually. The pigeon populations we're familiar with came as pets and domestic animals from the Old World. There are related birds in the Americas but they don't prosper anywhere near as well in human cities.
City pigeons in the Americas are kind of like if the social and economic logic for pet and working dogs broke down centuries ago, so long ago that most people have forgotten about them ever existing, and yet pariah dogs still infested remote alleyways and garbage dumps and the like. Someone loved or depended on the distant ancestor of every pigeon you'll ever meet on this continent, and yet odds are you - or people you know, at least - think of them as flying rats, pests.
Seagulls and crows are nature spirits for cities. Pigeons are by contrast a sort of human eusocial psychopomp, collectively bearing witness to human social structures changing and dying and being reborn, being witnessed by the human constituents of those systems with contempt and disgust when they're not ignored as background elements, and yet remaining loyal and unchanged by time
