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Hello trans woman with internalized transmisogyny. In the next room is a group of people who all want to have sex with you. Not just anyone who will begrudgingly be alright with you as long as they have sex, but people who truly want to have sex with you in particular. There's no need to convince them because they will practically throw themselves at you. Your task is to pick one of them and top for at least 5 consecutive minutes without crying from feeling like you're harming them in some way. If you fail this task you will be given a copy of Whipping Girl by Julia Serano and as many therapy sessions as you need to overcome the way you view yourself, all paid by me. Wait why are you crying already it hasn't even begun yet what the fuck how hurt are you
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Brain Curd #315 - Songwriting Sunday #3
Brain Curds are lightly edited daily writing - usually flash fiction and sometimes terrible on purpose.
You were a ten out of ten, my favorite lover,
We were totally inseparable from one another
Now the thought of your lips, it makes me shudder
You’re the chocolate to my German Shepherd (woof)
A little bit of you is far too much,
Catch a black eye if you want my touch
I’ll send you into space if you aim for the sun,
Honeybee, we’re fucking done…
You make me wanna smash your fingers in a toilet seat
And use a rusted barbed wire to deface your knees
I wanna shove you down the garbage disposal,
So hear out my proposal:
Now’s your chance to flee for a friendly goodbye
You make me wanna snap your neck by the skin of my teeth
And pluck the heart from your chest with a condor’s beak
I wanna shove you down the garbage disposal,
So hear out my proposal:
Now’s your chance to flee for a friendly goodbye
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‘don’t be political’ ‘I don’t want to see that on my dash’ ‘keep your opinions to yourself’
NO. Absolutely not- over my dead fucking body, you hear me?!
Don’t you dare try to make yourself small, don’t you dare be passive and roll over while they run your country to the ground. I’m not even American and this makes my blood boil, watching all the horrible things happening over there. They have taken your rights. Do you understand me? It is propaganda, plain and simple. Staying quiet just to appease other people is exactly what they want. They want you to remain passive, they want you to hope that things will get better on their own.
here’s the simple truth- it won’t. not unless you do something about it. we all saw it with the UHC shooter, citizens being abused and refused for years, but the second someone leaps into actions, suddenly the gears start turning. I understand that politics isn’t for everyone, and it may very well mentally affect you. but I believe this isn’t the time for that.
YOUR PRESIDENT JUST PUT A BUNCH OF LGBTQ KIDS AT RISK. THE WORLDS RICHEST MAN DID THE NAZI SALUTE AT YOUR INAUGURATION. YOU ARE WATCHING THEM TAKE AWAY YOUR RIGHTS IN REAL TIME ON NATIONAL TELEVISION.
for fucks sake, that doesn’t bother you?
this is the time for action. Do not let them take away your voice. Be inconvenient. Be angry. Be a public menace. Be as fucking difficult to the government as you could possibly be.
it could actually save a life.
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Brain Curd #314
Brain Curds are lightly edited daily writing - usually flash fiction and sometimes terrible on purpose.
Experiment in progress. Refer to case logs.
I quietly closed the front door behind me to keep from waking anyone up, but Pops was already awake.
“Good morning,” he said, lowering his newspaper. “Strange to see you up this early.”
“Isn’t it?” I agreed, pulling another pastry from the paper bag in my hand. “I picked you up a bran muffin.”
He folded up the newspaper and set it aside, then took a deep breath. “Trevor, can you take a seat for a moment?”
My heart began racing. I gulped. “So no bran muffin?”
He just stared at me. I nervously wobbled over to the chair across from him and sat down, my heart in my stomach and my stomach in my esophagus.
He put his hands together. “I don’t want to make any assumptions, but I’ll be honest: I already have. Trevor, what happened last night?”
Fuck. He must have heard me yelling. How much did he hear? There was a long silence, and no matter how hard I tried to speak, I couldn’t fill it.
“We established from the beginning that your father isn’t allowed in this house. And I’m not mad at you, Trevor, especially not if he barged in. This isn’t your fault. I just need to know what happened, because if he threatened you, we need to tell the police.”
Suddenly a weight was lifted from my lungs. He wasn’t even close. He must not have been able to make out anything I said. This was an opportunity, but I needed to think fast. Not that thinking fast was necessarily easy now that I’d been awake for twenty hours.
I mimed surprise. “Oh, you think…? No, no, he wasn’t here. Did you hear something?”
“I heard yelling.”
“I’m really sorry about that. I just got really worked up practicing my lines.”
“Lines?”
“Yeah, uh… I wanted to keep this a surprise, but I’m thinking of auditioning. So I was practicing my monologue.”
“Auditioning? For what?”
“The theatre department’s newest production.”
“Which is…?”
Uh oh. I didn’t know that one. I’d just painted myself into a corner. Speaking of corners, in the corner of my eye, I could see Celeste flipping through papers.
She whispered in my ear: “Chitty-Chitty Bang Bang”
“Chitty-Chitty Bang Bang, of course. I’ve never seen the movie, but I think I’ve got some talent. You were really convinced I was yelling? And on the verge of tears?”
He was flabbergasted. “Yeah, I was.”
I smiled. “Great! I am so getting this part!” I clenched my fist and pumped it in the air.
“The lead?”
“Uh, yeah, well… aim for the moon, yadda yadda yadda. They probably won’t give the lead role to the new guy. I’m mostly just throwing my resume in the pile, so to speak.”
He was still skeptical. I forgot something.
“Oh, and sorry for leaving the knife on the counter like that. I used it to pry up the ice cream lid and forgot to wash it.”
His shoulders relaxed and he smiled. “No problem. I’m just glad you’re okay. Is that bran muffin walnut or pecan?”
I let out a sigh of relief when I closed my bedroom door behind me. “Thanks for the help, Celeste. I would have been screwed.”
“Don’t mention it,” she said, her hands behind her head as she sat in my desk chair. “The whole timeline might have been screwed if I didn’t give you that info.”
“Really?”
“I don’t know, man. Maybe. I’m grasping at straws at this point.”
“And I’m running on fumes.” I sat down on my bed. It was the softest bed in the world. “I can’t wait to go to sleep again.”
“Four more hours,” she said. “Just four more hours.”
My phone rang. I looked at Celeste. “This isn’t you again, is it?”
She held up her arms. “Do you see a phone in my hand?”
I looked at the caller ID. Dad. I picked up.
He was already in the middle of a sentence, panicking. “Please, please, please, you’ve got to talk to him! You’ve got to help me!”
“What? Slow down! What’s going on?”
“Why are you acting like you don’t know? I’m getting kicked out! We all are!”
Oh, good. Five minutes was too long to go without my internal organs doing backflips.
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girls with social anxiety activate my predator instincts. i'm not usually very dominant but put a shy girl who's secretly a freak in front of me and you are NOT getting her back in one piece
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I’m going to get so much shit but this post but I don’t really care.
We know that transfems and trans women are hypervisible and are often seen as the “default” when people talk about trans people. And I’ve noticed that because of that, transmascs and trans men are not only forgotten from very real issues but also from what is considered as trans culture as a whole.
When people talk about trans people making art, science etc, it’s almost always transfems and trans women only.
And I’d like y’all to reflect on that and remember that transmascs and trans men have also contributed, and to include them when you talk about trans people’s contribution to the world.
A few example:
Music: Hyperpop is a trans subculture, and we love Sophie and 100gecs, but don’t forget about Dorian Electra, and, more recently, Tobre.
Science: there's a lot of names here but pleasd do not forget about Ben Barres, neurobiologist, the first openly trans scientist in the US Academy of Science. Alan L. Hart, who was a pioneer in X-ray photography used for turberculosis detection, and the first trans man to receive an hysterectomy.
And regarding queer history, please, for the love of God, remember Stormé DeLarverie. I still consistently see Marsha P. Johnson named as the one who started the Stonewall Riots when she has said multiple times that it wasn't her. It was most likely Stormé DeLarverie, a genderqueer butch and male impersonator.
I’m not trying to be bitchy, it’s just important that we do the work because cis people sure as hell won’t.
If you have any other names you’d like to add, please, please do !!!
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A good thing you can do with an ulcer or other painful sore inside your mouth is to keep pressing your tongue against it to make it hurt more, or even bother it with your teeth for some reason. You can do a similar thing with bad memories!
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i am actually insufferable once I get comfortable with someone
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Your first pride story was touching and all but you still married a man.
Yeah, bisexuals do that sometimes.
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There's an EU initiative going on right now that essentially boils down to wanting to force videogame publishers with paid games and/or games with paid elements such as DLC, expansions and microtransactions to leave said games in a playable state after they end support, or in simpler terms, make them stop killing games.
A "playable state" would be something like an offline mode for previously always online titles, or the ability for people to host their own servers where reasonably possible just to name some examples.
I don't think I need to tell anyone that having something you paid for being taken from you is bad, which is a thing that routinely happens with live service and other always online games with a notable recent example being The Crew which is now permanently unplayable.
Any EU citizen is eligible to sign the initiative, but only once and if you mess up that's it. You can find it here. (https://citizens-initiative.europa.eu/initiatives/details/2024/000007_en)
Even if you're not European or you signed it already, you can share this initiative with anyone who is, even if they don't care about videogames specifically because this needs a million signatures and there is different thresholds that need to be met for each EU country for their votes to even count and could also be a precedent for other similar practices like when Sony removed a bunch of Discovery TV content people paid for.
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Wait, am I supposed to be full of energy in my twenties?
then and now (miss version)
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Quick reminder that it's always morally correct to punch nazis.
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I grit my teeth and read the entire executive order regarding trans people, and I just want to take the opportunity to remind folks not to forget intersex people. One of the rescinded documents is “Supporting Intersex Students: A Resource for Students, Families, and Educators," and there is a huge emphasis on legally enshrining "only two sexes."
Yes, this affects trans people, but with the way intersex voices often get ignored in trans spaces, I just want to remind folks not to shut us out. Don't forget us. Don't keep talking over us. Don't act like we aren't on the front lines. Don't act like this is just about you. Please.
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After two years of work, my short film is nearly complete, and might even get a theatrical premiere. I've been through a lot during this production. Maybe it'll feel like closure to put an end to it. Maybe it'll even lead to something more.
The world is scary right now. I think it would be nice if every trans person who encounters this post reblogs with something good that is going on in their life. It does not have to be related to being trans. It also doesn't have to stay in the tags.
I'll start. I'm starting testosterone soon! I already have my prescription for it, but I'm going to have a few more conversations with my parents before I start. I'm really excited! Every time I see myself in the mirror, I imagine the beginnings of a beard on my face, and I start beaming.
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