#and that's the whole trans shtick

[microcosmiclymbic]

TERFs are silly. As a feminist wouldn't you want more women on your side?

[jaymber]

I've witnessed the Shibuya Incident. The Incident in Shibuya. The Incident specifically happening in Shibuya. That Incident...

Jujutsu Kaisen is now my favorite anime. EVER.

[awsteb]

if someone (trans or not) says something along the lines of "gay (as in not bi) men aren't attracted to women" and you hear "trans men" in place of "women" that's on YOU. you're the only one here calling trans men women.

[biceratops7]

Idk how the fuck he managed this but my dad made supporting trans identities racist somehow

[genderkoolaid]

i love how TERFs only talk nice about trans men they assume to be attracted to women because they can promise them this shiny wonderful world where you can be a good moral lesbian surrounded by other women :) and they just have nothing kind to say about gay trans men because what are they gonna offer. they hate men and they reject the idea it (dating men) can ever be happy or fulfilling and it doesn't jive with their whole female separatism shtick. it becomes blatantly transparent that the way they talk about trans men has less to do with actual "cause" of transmasculinity and a lot more to do with how they can craft a narrative around transmasculinity that supports their beliefs & pushes transmascs into their conversion therapy efforts

[theconstitutionisgayculture]

Maga will come for you next when they’re done with immigrants and trans people but whatever man. Good luck finding anyone dtf when your whole shtick is that you support the annihilation of queer rights and existence

XD, I'm very happily married. But nice assumption that gay men only want to fuck. Way to perpetuate that stereotype. You're totally not part of the reason why gay acceptance has been trending downward for the last ten years.

No one is trying to "annihilate" your "existence", bro. That's nonsense activist language. MAGA wants to protect children from predatory gender ideology. We want to catch up to Europe which has mostly banned trans "treatment" for minors because even they realized it was doing way, way more harm than good.

Tell you what. I'll make the same deal with you that I make with the climate cultists. You go on living your life like MAGA wants to kill you and everyone like you, and I'll go on living my life like that's ridiculous victim porn from unhinged minds. We'll meet up in 40 years and see which one of us was right.

[morphean42]

I read through your Falsettos unpopular opinions post and I'm so glad that you brought up the way that au's can sometimes completely disregard the most Important parts of the story.

I absolutely hate people making Whizzer or Marvin trans for a multitude of reasons, though of course the main one Is that It's so Important that they are cis gay men. I myself am trans and headcanon a lot of my favourite characters as that too, but with Whizzer and Marvin people are completely throwing away one of the most Important details of their story. I also hate trans Whizzer headcanons because of the fact that most of the time It's because people see him as a twink and more feminine than Marvin, so therefore he's obviously afab (sarcasm).

Trying to make the characters trans or a different sexuality frequently shows that people don't really understand the story and why their Identities are so Important. Bisexual Marvin especially pisses me off because It shows that people don't actually know anything about him, and think that just because he was with a woman that means he's attracted to them, forgetting that Marvin was a victim of comphet, and repressed his sexuality for so long.

You brought up so many good points and I agree with them, this was just the one that I wanted to add my thoughts to.

Yes! You’ve said exactly what I was thinking and better than I did before. Whizzer and Marvin bring anything but cis gay men simply doesn’t make sense with their stories and what they represent as characters. Also, of the few trans fics and headcanons I’ve found, it’s always Whizzer, which feels just a little bit off to me as he is the ‘more feminine’ one. Which, even that is up for debate if you aren’t going off the revival. Just the whole ‘male character headcanoned as a twink is transgender ooo’ shtick is tiring and almost transphobic at this point. We’re more than small baby twinks.

Yeah I wanna hit anyone who even thinks about bisexual Marvin with a metal bat. Not only does it hurt his character, it does a complete disservice to Trina and her relationship with Marvin. The whole point of Trina and Whizzer’s similarities is to show that Marvin would have loved Trina had he been able to, but he can’t. Bi Marvin completely disregards that and I hate it so much!

I’m glad you agree with these points, I’m tired of seeing them and it’s good to know others are too.

[sonicpilled]

i am glad sega is a company that does more for lgbt than just edit their logo with a rainbow. like they donate and raise money for charities and organizations and such. But i hate how so many people get all surprised when they do this like EVERY YEAR!!!!!! this is not new and it will never be new, theyve always supported the gays ever since gay marriage became legal!!!! and sonic fans i dont understand how you can be homophobic. like. how??? the main character HATES oppression, and his whole shtick is like "oh be free!! do whatever you want in life, cuz life is short!". its just so annoying. and sometimes i can understand some little kid that is homophobic because they just dont get things yet but an adult??? an full grown adult that does their taxes is upset about a blue hedgehog with a rainbow flag????? ough. its so annoying. also like recently i got a comment a post where i put that funny gay rights rainbow shadow meme and it was sayingb like "shadow would be homophobic/transphobic hes so edgy" and ermmm WRONG! ��☝️ i think i said this here before. if i did, then my deepest apologies. BUT for a character whos main story and issues was figuring out his identity and who he really was, his ass would be so fucking hypocritical if he hated trans/gay people. but yeah Every single year this happens and GOODDDD its so annoying thank u for reading my silly litle rant if u did

[skele-bunny]

Please anything spicy with Dewther I BEG

Bet.

Jealousy. (No CW) Aether/Dewdrop

CW - NONE

Tags: Trans!Dewdrop, semi-publix sex, make-up sex, pussy/cunt/clit/t-dick & tits/breasts used, light-hearted argument

Characters: Aether, Dewdrop

(Divider by @ wrathofrats ! Dew is grumpy when he's not fucked in a while I'm just saying)

"I don't understand why you're so mad at me right now." Aether put his hands out, confused as he watched his tiny mate shove past him with a bundle of cords for his amplifier.

"Hm, shame." Dewdrop simply shrugged, closing the velcro over the bundle to keep it snug. "Maybe you should go find that guy and go jerk him off like you kept promising all night. Maybe that'll clear your confusion."

The quintessence ghoul simply blinked, running through his mind of this supposed human he kept flirting with. The moment Aether realized, he scoffed, going behind Dew and gently touching his waist. "Seriously? That was just part of the whole shtick! You know I wasn't actually being serious, right?"

"Well how would I know?!" The fire ghoul turned around, smoke slowly leaving his mask, but Aether not missing the misty eyes in the far reflection. "Obviously you can do it for others but Lilith forbid you even try to touch me anymore!"

Aether whined, now fully holding Dewdrop's waist and not letting him walk past. "Oh, firefly... I'm sorry, I really am!" He moved a hand to gently directs Dew's chin up to face him. "I didn't mean to make you upset, I honestly didn't... How can I make it up to you, my love?"

A small step forward pressed Dew's chest just a bit above Aether's belly button. "Just... Will you please touch me? I honestly feel like you've been avoiding me, like you don't want anything to do with me. But you're always so excited to do gestures towards everyone else in the pack and crowd."

"I understand, I'm sorry for making you feel that's way." Aether bonked their helmets together. "I can do that, love. If I ever start making you feel like that again, would you be okay telling me?"

"Yeah..." Dew slowly pushed his hand down to gently cup Aether's crotch.

"You want it now?"

"Please?"

Oh, how could Aether say no to that? A long exhale left him as Dew squeezed his cock, fingers dragging over the outline of his slowly growing chub. Taking his mate's hand and moving it under his mask for a quick kiss, Aether led them off the stage, explaining to a stage hand that he and Dew needed to have a moment. The hand simply nodded, assuming Dew having an episode which wasn't too uncommon but still a strange assumption. Regardless.

The two wormed their way into the green room, Aether locking the door before pulling off his mask, face paint smeared and most of it gone from sweat. Dew followed suit, adding an extra to pull his tight bun out with a relaxed sigh. Dew didn't bother waiting, pulling down his balaclava, standing on his tiptoes to bring Aether to his level and smash their lips together. The bigger ghoul reached down, lifting Dew into his arms, legs wrapped around his hips but ass being groped.

Aether pulled back, smile wide. "How in the world could I ignore such a beautiful thing laid out in front of me?"

"Gotta get you glasses, babe." An exhale and Dew was right back on, his eagerness and want showing.

Stepping back, Aether sat Dew on the vanity nearby, the lights giving a small halo to Dew's form. His lips moved down, sucking and biting on his mate's neck, hands undoing each false button and zipper on the uniform until only a pair of boxers stood between him and Dew. He moved back after a long drag of his tongue, shucking off his own shirt and pulling down both his pants and underwear, semi-chub lifted by the band of his boxers beneath his balls.

"Fuck, darling..." Aether's hand moved to run down his mate's thigh then right between his legs to admire the amount of sweat and slick drenching Dewdrop's underwear. "Love when you're drenched."

"Even when I'm stinky?" Dewdrop teased, sticking out his forked tongue with a laugh.

"Oh, most definitely when you're stinky!"

Little laughter rang out again, Dew bringing him back for more kisses. Aether took the initiative to pull down Dew's final piece of clothes, kissing down Dew's chest, stomach, right on his abdomen, before gripping his thighs to spread open. His sweaty dessert laid waiting for him, blonde curls freshly shaved but still showing signs of growing back. Aether couldn't help but whine, seeing Dew had even prepped a bit ago just for him.

"My poor love."

His tongue delved in, drawing an immediate gasp from the other. Aether purred, lapping at Dew's t-dick, nuzzling his nose into his pubes with a groan. Aether has always had a thing for Dew immediately post-show, how his scent mixed in so much, but specifically his cunt drawing in more and amplifying arousal when it made itself know. His lips hollowed around the sensitive bundle, sucking his clit with ease, fingers digging into the flesh nearby.

He could hear Dew's breaths; How they hitched as Aether's tongue would glide over his tip, when his fingers pulled back his hood to his t-dick and blew against the exposed flesh.

"You're so fucking handsome." Aether gasped, fingers slowly sliding to jerk off the other. "Love everything about you. From your head to your toes, you're just made so perfect... Wonderful, for me."

Head pushing in, Dew let out a louder cry as Aether's tongue shoved into his wet cunt. Aether's eyes fluttered back as Dew gripped onto his mohawk, absentmindedly bucking his hips in the quint's face. There was a quick readjustment of Dew's angle, more laid on his back against the mirror so Aether could devour him much more easily. Bringing his hand down, Aether began to rub against his now fully hard length, inhaling sharply and giving his own moan.

Dew's legs trembled, tilting his head back and eyes squeezed shut. It was so... So long since Aether touched him. He decided to ignore the fact it had only been four days. But it was still too long to him. Dewdrop's body seemed to agree, setting him off fast and squirting on Aether's face—Watching him frantically lick more and swallow what's given to the best of his ability. Aether moved back up to Dew's clit, giving another few hard sucks before sitting up, smashing his face against Dew so he could taste himself.

Legs pulling Aether close, Dew sobbed as he finally felt Aether's cock touch his thigh. "Mnph—" He pulled back from the kiss. "Fuck me, please, please fuck me."

"Shh, I am. I promise I am." Aether reassured. "Just want to keep loving you."

Dew arched forwards as his breasts were grabbed, fingers symmetrically rolling the hard bud between them. Aether tugged one, chuckling as Dew whined in response, looking up with wet eyes. His hips rocked forwards, cock pressing everywhere but where Dewdrop wanted, watching Aether hunch over to take one of his tits into his mouth. They were small enough to completely be sucked in, tongue circling the hard bud and biting ever so gently. Fangs grazed before pulling back, giving the same treatment to the neglected breast.

"Aeth," Dew huffed, dragging his words. "Please! Please I'll let you suck me to bed, I'm about to fucking go insane of you don't raw me right now."

Aether hummed, pushing himself up but continuing to lick at the bud. "Promise?"

"Yes, you asshole! I promise! Now put you're dick in me or I swear below I'm going to jump on you!"

"So impatient!" Aether teased, giving a small bite but standing up, stroking his length again and watching pearly white pre slowly drip out.

Adjusting to get comfortable but still provide access, Dewdrop kept his legs opened as Aether pushed his head in which immediately drew out a heavy moan. He continued pushing in, purring as he watched his cock disappear into the fire ghoul's soaking cunt. He moved himself as close as possible before giving a little hump, completely bottomed out in Dew's pussy. He gave a moment to adjust, watching Dewdrop squirm and face get flushed down to his chest.

With a nod, and hands gripping Aether's forearms that rest next to his torso, Aether began to thrust. Each movement brought a new, yet welcomingly familiar, moan from the smaller body. His cunt practically sucking Aether in and refusing to let go, urging him to thrust back in to the heat. The fire ghoul keened and tilted his head back, Aether's eyes watching the body in front of him.

He was beautiful. Neck exposed to allow his full submission, Dew's mouth lax and bottom lip swollen just a bit with a single line of drool going down his cheek. His small chest bouncing with each hard thrust into him, eyes closed and just giving the most sinful—yet holy— noises Aether oh, so adored. How could he be such a fool to deny this incubus in front of him?

Aether moved his hands down to grab Dewdrop's waist, a newfound roughness being slammed in, shaking the vanity enough for the lights to flicker. His cock continued shoving in, Aether angling himself to find the spot Dew simply melted at, whispering success as just a small change upwards gave him that reward. Tail flicking erratically, Dew felt his toes curl as his abdomen kept twisting from all the pressure and pleasure he was feeling. He could feel the quint's knot slowly swelling each time it pushed forwards in, eventually getting to the point of dragging Dew when Aether would pull back.

"Fuck—" Aether let out his own moan, laying his forehead against Dewdrop's. "Can I knot you?"

He simply received frantic nods, Dew's arms going around his neck and legs tighter on his hips. Aether let out a low growl, pushing his muzzle against Dew's bond to nip at it again, licking and sucking. One hand dug into Dew's back, the other in the wood vanity, letting his instincts take over as he rapidly rammed into his mate.

Their moans and breathing mixed, Dew getting more high pitch before outright screaming Aether's name as he came again, pussy clenching and throbbing around Aether. Not too far, Aether's knot locked in, humping like a pathetic dog until he released, letting out a dragged groan as he could feel himself fill his mate. A string of curses left his lips, now holding Dew as tight as possible, continuing to rock his hips as he kept pouring in. Dew pawed at Aethers back, laying his head on Aether's neck despite the uncomfortable position.

Coming down slowly from the high and laying still for a while, Aether took the initiative once again to pull back, cupping Dew's cheeks. "There we go... How are you feeling? Good?"

"Good..." Dew whispered back, letting the rhythmist caress his flushed cheeks. "So good..."

"I'm glad."

A soft kiss pressed between them again, Dew albeit more lazy then Aether. They stayed stood before Aether sat fully up, admiring the sight before reaching to his pants pocket to pull out his phone. Dew grumbled, embarrassment flooding his system as he flicked off Aether's camera once it came into view. He took a picture before a small video, showing his knot still deep in.

He cooed, finished the video and placing his phone back. "This is green room number... What? Twenty three?"

"Much higher." Dew stuck his tongue out, letting Aether pull him up and hold, waddling to the couch and sitting down, Dew relaxing in the new hold.

Claws carefully went down Dew's exposed back, lightly picking at small bumps but ultimately just rubbing. Dew snuggled himself close, tail going around his mate's arm.

"I'm not actually mad at you, I hope you know..." He whispered.

"Oh, I know sweetie. But still, I don't want you to feel like I'm neglecting you. Does that make sense?" Aether tilted his head, ear flapping with added curiosity.

A simple nod. "Yeah, yeah, you and your logic..."

A kiss was pressed to the fire ghoul's forehead, drawing out a purr of contentment. "Can I still suck your tits to bed?"

Dew rolled his eyes, nodding but he couldn't help but laugh as Aether pumped his hand in the air for a 'victory.'

"You're ridiculous!"

"You love mee!"

"Unfortunately!!"

[outer-edges]

i love when media makes fun of jk rowling but this graphic novel buzzed has to be my favorite instance of it. this book is actively pro-LGBT with a trans main character, characters who regularly share pronouns, etc. etc. and in this book, the in-universe mega popular fantasy series is written by a black woman, has a bubbling romance between two male leads, and the main villain is name K.J PROWLER....and her whole shtick is like "make wizardry great again" essentially. maybe i'm reading too much into it but to me it's so obvious.

like. incredible.

(btw, book is called buzzed and its really good so far! about a boy named isaac, and he has OCD and his obsessive thoughts are personified by bees buzzing around him all the time, and he makes this group of friends who play the in-universe version of DnD, and then plot and character development ensues.)

[thiccowlladylife]

So, I lied about soon. Sorry!

Anyways thoughts on Unhappy Campers...

Good:

Nurse at the beginning being a decent plus-sized design and not taking Blitzø's shit? Chef's kiss (She looks like a Rebecca. I'mma call her Rebecca from now on)

Little aquatic sinner dude design is cool. Plus, he seems chill!

What's this??? Millie finally gets some character development? Holy shit!

Barbie Wire debut! And she still hates Blitzø by the end of the episode, justifiably so!

No real Loona scenes and/or Stolas.

Bad:

Why is that sinner dude in hell? What did this guy do to end up in hell? Unless the whole shtick is that heaven is way too strict that almost no one gets in (and that's why hell as an overpopulation problem in HH, which leads to a whole other issue I'm not gonna start on here)

Also, I don't think the sinner dude specified he wanted his killer killed? He just wanted to know who did it? So why is Moxxie/Millie so determined to kill him? (Also, we never see the prices that IMP sets for their hits)

The entire premise of the camp guise. Why is Moxxie so petty about doing this whole routine when he's always been the efficient one before? (Although, I'm certain the only reason they "solved" the identity of the killer immediately instead of making the whole episode a who-dunnit has to deal with my next point...)

Speaking of the guise, the hired assassins doing drag to infiltrate a kid/preteen camp and harassing the campers the entire episode (with really gross sexual undertones the entire time)... really underscores bad stereotypes and paranoia bigots espouse about drag performers and trans people, too, to a lesser extent. They only barely saved their asses by making it obvious early on that the target wasn't a camper so they wouldn't have the implication that these "drag performers" were possibly going to kill a child on top of grossly harassing them for a week.

And... Barbie is a p*d*philic groomer... god dammit (bUt hE'S nINEteEn... then make it obvious in the actual episode dipshits and don't cover your asses in a twitter post viewers might never see)!

And... Vivzie is really leaning into incest jokes now... god fucking dammit... Combining it with drag too... Fan-fucking-tastic!

Also, RIP Millie's character development. Completely destroyed as soon as it was built up in the slightest.

All that's left is Fizzarolli/Asmodeus and Mammon episodes... then I think I'm tapping out. I can't deal with this series anymore...

And I swear the Fizzarolli/Asmodeus episode review is coming soon... for real this time!

[spiderbitesandvampirevenom]

genuine question: I know the effect of someone's actions is independent of identity, but... hadn't Finnister come out as trans in some capacity- non binary, I think it was? maybe not tbh, I'm not too up to date. in the case that its true would that change your opinion on finnister's role in that fetishization?

he does currently identify as genderfluid and no, frankly, it does not change my opinion. you can argue til the cows come home that his trap/femboy/"oh im just one of the boys" shtick is some brave queer reclamation of these transmisogynistic tropes, but at the end of the day he is still profiting massively off of the perpetuation of harmful and in some cases dangerous stereotypes about trans people. he actively encourages chasers. the fact that he has queer fans does not change the fact that the vast majority of his fans are transmisogynist chasers, or the fact that his whole fucking brand was built out of being forcefemmed as a negative/shameful experience.

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Malcolm Clark

Published: Jul 18, 2023

The LGBT movement is beginning to behave more like a religious cult than a human-rights lobby. It’s not just the Salem-like witch hunts it pursues against its critics. It’s also its flight from reason and its embrace of magical thinking.

This irrationalism is best illustrated by its recent embrace of the term ‘two-spirit’ (often shortened to ‘2S’), which in North America has been added to the lobby’s ever-growing acronym, meaning we are now expected to refer to – take a deep breath – the ‘2SLGBTQQIA+ community’.

The term two-spirit was first formally endorsed at a conference of Native American gay activists in 1990 in Winnipeg in Canada. It is a catch-all term to cover over 150 different words used by the various Indian tribes to describe what we think of today as gay, trans or various forms of gender-bending, such as cross-dressing. Two-spirit people, the conference declared, combine the masculine and the feminine spirits in one.

From the start, the whole exercise reeked of mystical hooey. Myra Laramee, the woman who proposed the term in 1990, said it had been given to her by ancestor spirits who appeared to her in a dream. The spirits, she said, had both male and female faces.

Incredibly, three decades on, there are now celebrities and politicians who endorse the concept or even identify as two-spirit. The term has found its way into one of Joe Biden’s presidential proclamations and is a constant feature of Canadian premier Justin Trudeau’s doe-eyed bleating about ‘2SLGBTQQIA+ rights’.

The term’s success is no doubt due in part to white guilt. There is a tendency to associate anything Native American with a lost wisdom that is beyond whitey’s comprehension. Ever since Marlon Brando sent ‘Apache’ activist Sacheen Littlefeather to collect his Oscar in 1973, nothing has signalled ethical superiority as much as someone wearing a feather headdress.

The problem is that too many will believe almost any old guff they are told about Native Americans. This is an open invitation to fakery. Ms Littlefeather, for example, may have built a career as a symbol of Native American womanhood. But after her death last year, she was exposed as a member of one of the fastest growing tribes in North America: the Pretendians. Her real name was Marie Louise Cruz. She was born to a white mother and a Mexican father, and her supposed Indian heritage had just been made up.

Much of the fashionable two-spirit shtick is just as fake. For one thing, it’s presented as an acknowledgment of the respect Indian tribes allegedly showed individuals who were gender non-conforming. Yet many of the words that two-spirit effectively replaces are derogatory terms.

In truth, there was a startling range of attitudes to the ‘two-spirited’ among the more than 500 separate indigenous Native American tribes. Certain tribes may have been relaxed about, say, effeminate men. Others were not. In his history of homosexuality, The Construction of Homosexuality (1998), David Greenberg points out that those who are now being called ‘two spirit’ were ridiculed by the Papago, held in contempt by the Choctaws, disliked by the Cocopa, treated by the Seven Nations with ‘the most sovereign contempt’ and “derided” by the Sioux. In the case of the Yuma, who lived in what is now Colorado, the two-spirited were sometimes treated as rape objects for the young men of the tribe.

The contradictions and incoherence of the two-spirit label may be explained by an uncomfortable fact. The two-spirit project was shaped from day one by complete mumbo-jumbo. The 1990 conference that adopted the term was inspired by a seminal book, Living the Spirit: A Gay Indian Anthology, published two years earlier. Its essays were compiled and edited by a young white academic called Will Roscoe. He was the historical adviser to the conference. And his work on gay people in Indian cultural history – a niche genre in the 1980s – had become the received wisdom on the subject.

Roscoe’s work had an unlikely origin story of its own. In 1979, he joined over 200 other naked gay men in the Arizona desert for an event dubbed the ‘Spiritual Conference for Radical Faeries’. It was here where he met Harry Hay, the man who would become his spiritual mentor and whose biography he would go on to write. The event was Hay’s brainchild and was driven by his conviction that gay men’s lives had become spiritually empty and dominated by shallow consumerism. For three days, Roscoe and the other men sought spiritual renewal in meditation, singing and classes in Native American dancing. There were also classes in auto-fellatio, lest anyone doubt this was a gay men’s event.

To say Hay, who died in 2002, was eccentric is to radically understate his weirdness. For one thing, he was a vocal supporter of paedophilia. As such, he once took a sandwich board to a Pride march proclaiming ‘NAMBLA walks with me’, in reference to the paedophilia-advocacy group, the North American Man / Boy Love Association. Hay also believed that gay men were a distinct third gender who had been gifted shamanic powers. According to Hay, these powers were recognised and revered by pre-Christian peoples, from Ancient Greece to, you guessed it, the indigenous tribes of North America.

For years, Hay had been experimenting with sweat lodges and dressing up in Indian garb in ways that would now be criticised as cultural appropriation. Despite this, Roscoe took Hay’s incoherent thesis – that gender-bending and spiritual enlightenment go hand in hand – and turned it into a piece of Native American history.

Unsurprisingly, given its provenance, Roscoe’s work is full of holes and lazy assumptions. To prove that two-spirit people combine the feminine and masculine spirits, Roscoe searched for evidence of gender non-conforming behaviour among the Indian tribes. The problem was that he had to mainly rely on the accounts of white settlers who had little understanding of Native cultures. And even when he didn’t rely on those sources, Roscoe still jumped to the wrong conclusions.

Take, for example, the case of Running Eagle, ‘the virgin woman warrior’ of the Blackfeet tribe, whom Roscoe was the first to label as two-spirit. As a girl, she rebelled against the usual girl chores and insisted on being taught how to hunt and fight. She became a noted warrior and declared she would never marry a man or submit to one.

Of course, none of this really means that Running Eagle was two-spirit, or that the tribe she hailed from was made up of LGBT pioneers. It merely shows that the Blackfeet were smart and adaptable enough to recognise martial talent in a girl and were able to make good use of a remarkable individual. Nevertheless, Roscoe’s description of her has become gospel and Running Eagle is now endlessly cited as an example of a two-spirit.

This is a mind-numbingly reductive approach. It’s based on the presumption that what we think of as feminine and masculine traits are fixed and stable across time and cultures. It dictates that no Native American man or woman who ever breaks a gender taboo or fails to conform to expectations can be anything but two-spirit. This is gender policing on steroids.

The two-spirit term also does Native American cultures a deep disservice. It assumes that 500 different tribes were both homogenous and static. As journalist Mary Annette Pember, herself Ojibwe, argues, it also erases ‘distinct cultural and language differences that Native peoples hold crucial to their identity’.

In some ways, it is entirely unsurprising that the wayward ‘2SLGBTQQIA+’ movement has fastened on to two-spirit, an invented term with a bogus pedigree. Far from paying tribute to Native American cultures in all their richness, it exploits them to make a cheap political point. Harry Hay and his fellow auto-fellators would be proud.

==

"Two spirit" is a great way of fabricating an interesting identity when you don't have one. And you can scream at people as "bigots," but without the guilt of lying about your great-grandparents being descendants of Sacagawea.

The fake mysticism goes along neatly with the notion of disembodied sexed thetans ("gender identity") which become trapped between worlds in the wrong meat bodies.

[neechees]

Speaking of racist authors who's scalp I want decorating my home, but Rowling literally keeps pulling that thing where she backtracks the alleged meaning & intentions of her own work by saying "well actually I meant THIS the whole time" in the books to try make it look more politically "savvy" (in her mind) or steeped with meaning than it actually is, because she is literally too stupid and short sighted to actually write those things, & usually its also to try get out of some sort of criticism, & she's done this at least 3 times.

Like first was the whole "Gandalf is gay" shtick when this was her shallow, lazy attempt at trying to look "diverse". Second time was when she was like "well actually Hermione wasn't WHITE, I think she was Black" which, absolutely wasn't true considering she describes all her Black characters as being "tall" and athletic (which, Hermione is not) and she would've given her a stupid, obviously racist name if she always intended this.

But the most recent time was her allegeding that she based the death eaters off of trans activists? This obviously isn't true since she's already repeatedly talked about the specifically nazi & fash influence on the death eaters, and then when people critisized her for her antisemitism & lack of logic on how the death eaters operate, she attempted to "prove" this wrong by tweeting about visiting the auschwitz memorial museum (in relation to, again, it's specific influence on death deaters) to try insist she was sensitive to what she was referencing. If she intended this from the beginning, she would've brought attention to it because she literally just so stupid & knows it but tries to "prove" otherwise. So the whole thing example NOW is just her appealing to her fash t/erf clown crew to try seem more intelligent than she is.

[olderthannetfic]

My provider for my HRT still thinks queer is a slur to this day. She was "educated" on how bad the word is by other people years ago and finds my usage of it offensive. She seemed very uncomfortable when I pointed out that in my home country, no one has ever considered it a slur, so she's asking me to stop using a word to describe myself because she doesn't like it, like how my (recovering, future non) Republican friend (with benefits) says I shouldn't call myself trans, I should just tell people I was born with a hormone deficiency I'm getting fixed, since it makes him uncomfortable when I say I'm trans in public.

The fact that my healthcare provider and a Republican I know* talk the same way is alarming as fuck, though. Imagine you're 18 and you get this shit from her. Imagine how damaging that'd be.

It's creepy to me that my 32 year old self is having to explain to people that you don't get to decide what language people can and cannot use for themselves. Isn't the US' whole shtick "we're the land of the free"? When did that "free

(*I can fix him, don't worry, I've successfully goaded him into reading up on queer history and Marx so we're making progress towards at least getting him to hate the government and capitalism (in addition to admitting that maybe wanting to suck my ever-forming dick is not the straightest impulse he's ever had))

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[realclemhours]

I’M REGRESSING AAAAAAAAAA

Anyways joined an Eddsworld Roleplay and I decided to make an oc for it. Meet Melle - An Edd and Matt clone reject from spares.

More lore and screenshot edits with more cannon colors below the cut.

Basically her whole shtick is that like outside of being an Edd and Matt fusion, the main reason she was rejected was because she’s actually nice. Don’t have too much of a set personality for her outside of that, but she does have an addiction to vanilla cola (from Edd’s side) and is a kleptomaniac (from Matt’s side).

Oh also to avoid being found out as a clone she ‘pretended’ to be a girl using the logic of “Well you’re looking for a clone of a guy right? And I’m a girl soooooo it can’t be me!” And it worked. Only for her to realize “Oh hey wait I actually like ‘pretending’ to be a girl, so I think I am just gunna be one now.”

So yeah she’s also trans 🎉

Hope you guys enjoyed the cringe/slop