being autistic is walking into every single little interaction with another human being like "please be nice to me please be nice to me" and it's fucking exhausting
it’s kind of insidious & also very fucking unsubtle the way people are obsessed with trying to redirect lesbianism back towards men, constantly, all the time. like yeah sure its just jokes for most people on here but it’s also the only time lesbians come up. unsubtle!
“lesbians are best friends with men” “lesbians love/are attracted to [insert male character/celebrity here]” “this guy is king of lesbians” “these men ARE lesbians” etc. all that is super cute & you guys are sooo funny making those jokes about your favorite men but do you ever acknowledge uh. women?
Literally this. 🙄
i consider myself butch4femme but if a butch came to me with a swagger in their step and a low husky voice and a pretty face with strong hands then well. it'd just be plain old rude to not fuck them on the spot
anyways reminder that scars of any kind are morally neutral and not bad or harmful to show. if that shit is healed and not a literal open wound it is not fucking bad. it is not okay to shame or trigger warning a normal fucking part of someone’s body, including and especially when it’s a sign of physical or mental illness.
look every single time I make posts like this someone comes on my post like “not self harm scars though! those are triggering!” and fucking. think about what you’re implying for just one second here. you’re saying that if anyone has ever even once hit a mental point where they harmed themself in a way that left a lasting mark they can never show their body uncensored again. this is okay to you? you think this is fucking okay?
also, to expand on this: do not assume you know what are and aren't self harm scars. i have 'traditional self harm scar' looking scars that are not self harm, just that i have a cat and scar easily. i have scars that do not look like self harm scars that very much are. you do not have the right to go up to someone and ask "hey, what are you scars from so i can decide if i can censor your body?", nor the right to assume the origin of someone's scars in order to censor their body. In general, no one's scars or any other part of their body is your business
HEY THIS IS A BANGER FUCKING LINE.
The sheer energy. The beauty of this woman. The women hugging in the background. The man in rainbow parachute pants. This whole video is art.
XXI. The World
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the relationship between a person and the native flora and fauna of where they grew up is something that can actually be so personal
#i love you new england#i love you rainy springs#i love you beach and shoreline and rocky coasts#i love you decidous forests#i love you holly and dandelions and oak trees#and white tailed deer and racoons and rabbits#i love new england so much and i can't wait to leave it some day#so i can come back and be home#sorry for the tag rant
sometimes instead of a horrid little monk, divine visions of lesbians dance in my head dispensing wisdom
[Image ID: Twelve-panel pen and ink comic. In the first panel, a hairy dyke sweats and blushes in embarrassment as they lift weights at the gym while bystanders glare at them in disgust.
In the second panel, the dyke stands alone wearing a towel, about to enter the bathroom.
In the third panel, they raise a razor to their very hairy leg. A speech bubble interrupts them. It reads: “Just what do you think you’re doing?”
In the forth panel, the dyke gasps and looks over their shoulder in surprise. Their ass is out.
In the fifth panel, the dyke exclaims: “Who… who are you?!” to the five saintly apparitions hovering above them, crowned with halos and garbed in masculine styles from various time periods.
In the sixth panel, the first apparition speaks: “We are the Butches of Ages Past. We appear to you now in your hour of need.”
In the seventh panel, the second apparition says: “We saw that you were about to succumb to societal pressure to shave your legs.”
In the eighth panel, the hairy dyke looks down shamefully at their razor and whines, “People keep staring at me like I’m a walking infection…”
In the ninth panel, all five apparitions shout “DEAL WITH IT!” in unison.
In the tenth panel, the third apparition says: “You wear your stigma with pride and don’t flinch or look back. That’s the way it is done, friend.”
In the eleventh panel, the first apparition places her hand upon the dyke’s shoulder and asks: “If you don’t dyke this place up, who will?” The dyke adopts a determined expression and exclaims: “You’re right!”
In the twelve and final panel, the dyke is back at the gym, lifting a large weight and smirking in smug and wicked pleasure at the alarmed expressions of other patrons. Their legs are still very hairy. Above them a video game-like marker floats in the air and reads: “Mission: DYKE THIS PLACE UP!!!!!”]
Reblogging again for the image description. I thought of trying to type one up, but wasn’t fully sure how to go about describing it. OP rocks.
Experiencing femme love as a butch is like wandering through a desert for years only to stumble onto a perfect oasis where you can finally relax and breathe a sigh of relief
quotes taken from the source
dolofangs
it worries me that i can identify all those and hear them in my head
i've been coming to terms with how much internalized lesbophobia i have lately ... like when i first came out and was identifying as bi and asexual i thought i was totally confident in being gay and had no shame at all. now it's like ... i can talk about being a lesbian and being attracted to women all day but actually expressing that attraction beyond a casual "oh she's hot" is so hard for me. i think it has a lot to do with me being a butch that's primarily attracted to femmes. i feel so predatory and selfish for even looking at femmes with any desire beyond hand holding and friendship. i can't even thirst over fictional women without feeling like a degenerate freak that's no better than heterosexual men who think blow up dolls are sexier than real women
the fact that xx = female and xy = male was sold to me and many others as hard fact never to be questioned is just ... mind boggling once you do any research on how sex development actually works and how common intersex conditions are are. there are a shit ton of people that go their whole lives without ever knowing that they're intersex - literally anyone could be and have no idea. i understand the concept of simplifying things to make it easier to talk about stuff but we do ourselves a huge disservice by neglecting the huge range of human biology
i'm gonna talk about chromosomes because that's what most people fall back on when they make transphobic arguments and it's what i'm most knowledgable about. yes, it's true that most cis women have xx chromosomes and most cis men have xy chromosomes, but a lot of them simply don't, too. from what i understand, there's a huge variety of combinations of sex chromosomes ranging from having a singular x chromosome (turners syndrome) to having five sex chromosomes with at least least one being an x. the more sex chromosomes you have above two, the more "severe" the condition gets, and the less common it becomes. regardless, who's the authority on what sex these people are? if woman is xx and male is xy, what are people who are xxxy? xxyy? xyyy? x?
then there's people who have typical sex chromosomes, but have all the phenotypical developments of someone with the opposite pair. there are cis men with xx chromosomes - penised, teste having men with xx chromosomes, and there are cis women - vagina, uterus having women, with xy chromosomes. usually xx men are caused by a translocation of the sry gene, which is located on the y chromosome and is the main thing that codes for male development, onto one of the x chromosomes. xy women generally happen when the sry gene fails to activate or as a result of androgen-insensitivity syndrome (though that is a hormonal disorder and not the focus of my post today.)
beyond that even, there's a ton of people who have some form of mosacism, which is where some of the cells in your body have different genetic information than others. some people can have x in some of their cells and xxx in others. some can have xx and xy. some of them might have xxy and xy, or any other combination. this can cause all sorts of "unusual" sex developments depending on the location and ratio of genetic material in your body - or you might never know.
even beyond that, there's people with fragmented chromosomes. "damaged" chromosomes. chromosomes with deletions and translocations and mismatched pairings and all sorts of shit that can and does impact sex development, but we never bother to speak about because it doesn't fit our man/woman boxes.
and lastly, just to keep things in perspective - your sex chromosomes are not the only thing that determines your sex development. intersex conditions have a wide range of causes and presentations, and having one is a lot more likely than you think. the idea that everyone has genitals, secondary sex characteristics, endocrine systems, and other biological structures that "match" their sex chromosomes is not only entirely false, but probably less common than we realize (probably still a majority, but still)
so i leave the question with you: how does one define a man or a woman in the face of biology?
I hate you paid memberships I hate you expansion pack dlc I hate you in app purchases I hate you season passes I hate you loot crates I hate you microtransactions I hate you corporate execs that prey on kids to make profit I hate you game companies that push out poor gamers then blame inflation while underpaying their overworked devs I hate all of you so much
the results are in! this is definitely something i wanna do when i get the chance, but school is kicking my ass rn. if people have ideas or suggestions, feel free to send me an ask or reblog
to any lesbian or sapphic that is questioning their sexuality over fictional male characters with the hypothetical "what if they were real??" argument: here's what i wish someone had told me
someone's romantic and/or sexual taste may be reflected in their content preferences, sure - it's worth examining what exactly attracts you to a certain character, not as a method of determining your sexuality but as a form of introspection - but that's not true of everyone all the time either.
beyond that, characters are not a one-to-one with humans, nor do they give you any sort of insight to what an experience with a similar human might be like. characters are literary tools to convey an experience and theme; not only are they entirely contained within the realm of fiction, but they are confined to a singular narrative, a singular expression where real humans expand infinitely in all directions. even if there was a human who embodied that character, you'd have many different feelings and sensations interacting with them than you do simply absorbing content containing that character, because instead of being a story they would be a whole consciousness.
basically, what i'm saying is that hypotheticals don't matter. it doesn't matter how many fictional men you thirst over, if the idea of having romantic and/or sexual intimacy with a real man in real life disturbs you, makes you viscerally uncomfortable, or just doesn't excite you in any way at all (disregarding a trauma response), then you're not attracted to men. you have the answer, you don't have to antagonize yourself anymore. be at peace and enjoy what you enjoy without tearing yourself apart
we really can’t overstate how damaging it has been to indoctrinate the public with the idea that if they let themselves eat as much as they want, they’ll eat too much. human bodies, when permitted over the long term to eat as much as they want, actually get really, really good at calibrating their hunger and satiety, and will over time eat exactly the right amount for themselves. the common conception of a balanced eater as a minimal or restrained eater is absolutely wrong. balanced eaters eat quite a lot (compared to diet cultural ideas about right intake amounts), and they do so consistently and permanently. healthy, balanced eating isn’t some tightrope walk, it’s a gigantic net of total permission to eat.
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i need to know if there's anyone else out there that thinks of marie curie or grace fryer or any of the radium girls and is filled with so much love it feels like your heart is getting ripped out