#it's the bisexual swag

[omarfor-orchestra]

Raga ma che cazzo di ridere io vorrei leggere uno dei loro contratti pori cristi

[lizardho]

I came out to my dad as bisexual at 14 and I was PANICKED because I had a crush on a guy in my Boy Scout troop and thought I was Going To Hell Forever and he was so kind and understanding of my distress, but he had NO idea what bisexuality was. He just said “yeah but you like girls too? This is normal. Everyone is like this.” And I love my dad and trust him with my life to this day and the idea that the concept of bisexuality had not occurred to him had not occurred to me so I put it off.

By 16 though I had a crush on like THREE boys. Three entire boys in my Boy Scout troop. I felt like my sin was slowly advancing, until like an untreated cancer it had become metastatic. I remember bawling my L’il limp-wristed sissy eyes out in his big rumbly truck on the way home from a scout meeting and him telling me that it was OK, that he still loved me if I was gay, but that he knew I wasn’t gay because I still had crushes on women and that meant I was straight. I didn’t quite know how to explain that those felt *~*different*~* and that I felt like I was losing a fight to evil inside me but I again felt comforted by his reassurances and his genuine fatherly love.

At 18 I was like “hey I’m realizing all my friends are going on missions. I don’t wanna do that. Idk how to say that and I don’t have a ‘good enough’ reason to not wanna go.” So I just put it off. Again, my parents were extremely supportive of the information I gave them (I blamed it on perpetually forgetting to start the paperwork.) and one day my mom texted me that she had done the paperwork for me! And that all I needed was to get a physical! So I did that (it was awkward af tbh, my hernia check was done by a trainee doctor and she spent like 3 minutes fishing around my inguinal canals before her attending rescued me) and was sent to Mexico City where I learned that in addition to dipshit himbos with strong hands and scruffy guys with artistic hearts I was REALLY into chubby Latin men with strong personalities who bullied me a little when I lived in Mexico.

I remember my first companion got annoyed with me during an argument and said we were just gonna wrestle and whoever won the wrestling match won the argument (I stg I am dead serious this happened.) I was like…SWEATING when he tore off his tie and threw his white button-down shirt onto the ground (I won btw, don’t ask me how).

I remember one of my companions with this really intense, almost manic energy telling me that he was gonna make sure I was safe in a new area I didn’t know very well. He cooked breakfast for me and we’d go shopping together on P-Days and in the mornings before breakfast he’d jog around and do pull-ups with his shirt off and I’d do anything but look at him because my face would break out in a sweat so intense he’d think I was crying and come over to see if I was OK and somehow make it worse. He let me play D&D with myself in the evenings even though it was against mission rules because he knew how lonely and stressed I was.

I remember one of my companions was a big chubby man with a loud voice and a great sense of humor. He was kind and direct when addressing conflicts with me, and always bragged about how he knew the secrets of women’s minds and it felt like he really did since it almost always boiled down to “Treat Them Like People and Love Them a Lot. Don’t Stop Being A Person For Them. Also Eat Them Out Sloppy Style.” Our P-Day activities sometimes felt like dates, and it seemed like he was more attentive to my emotional state than I was since he was always the first to suggest we slow down our Divinely Mandated, God-Ordained, Super Sacred Work and Wonder to get a snack or check out a Pawn Shop (I love Pawn Shops).

I remember another companion who asked me to bully him every time he did something against his goal of losing weight. It was like he gave me Carte Blanche to take out my crush on him by being a nuisance and I LOVED that. I remember having a breakdown one day after we’d spent the afternoon frantically cleaning our disgusting-barely-habitable mission house to make it look less vile that it was (not our fault imo?) and I started bawling and he pulled me into a hug and he smelled good and he told me he knew it wasn’t just the house and that I was mad at him for being a Huge Dickhead for about a week (true) and that he would work on it. (He’s also a huge chaser but that’s a separate thing.)

I remember one of my companions waking up early (and our schedule is already built for sleep deprivation) to make me a “birthday cake” from knock-off Nutella and bread. He used matches for candles and woke me up, lit the ‘candles,’ pulled them out, then smashed it in my face and took a bunch of pictures while I was still madrugada and disoriented as fuck. He had the same sense of humor as one of my HS crushes and I could push his buttons pretty easily which was so fun.

I came home from my mission and started back at BYU where I became actively and aggressively suicidal. I had a stalker the year I moved up there and my dad’s solution to that was to get me a gun. I know he wouldn’t have bought me a gun if he could have read my mind, but I had a loaded pistol under my bed during a trifecta faith/sexuality/gender crisis and that was not helpful. I remember that the day I decided to kill myself I figured I’d call the BYU CAPS and see if I could get into therapy because it felt like what I was “supposed to do” so I could check my suicide boxes. My therapist was the guy who’d helped me pick a major the year before and was this drop-dead gorgeous Hawaiian man who cried when I told him how I’d been feeling.

A few weeks into therapy I met another stunning man with soft eyes and a scruffy illegal-at-BYU beard he kept pushing his luck with. He was funny, kind, patient, married, and wouldn’t give me the time of day if he knew I was crushing on him. We were in my history of psych class, which was inarguably the worst psych class I have ever had, and we studied together for every assignment and test and I realized that my feelings for him and for all the men I’d already mentioned were in direct conflict with my faith and relationship with God. My already agonizing spiritual conflict became even more wretched and as a result of this plus some other tightly-packed experiences with Mormonisms bullshit, I left the church.

After leaving the church I decided to move back to AZ and transfer to ASU. My mom helped me get a dog since I think it had started to dawn on my family that my mental health was barely getting me through the day, and she knew that we both loved dogs. Madi made my last year at BYU livable while I got my shit together and transferred. In that last year, I went on a date with quite possibly the only semi-openly-out trans person on BYU campus. It was not a great date imo, I was not doing well, but the person I spoke with was fun and fascinating and talked to me about Gender Dysphoria and it really cemented my need to go. To leave and never come back to that fucking school.

I started at ASU a month after my last semester at BYU and within a very short time frame it felt like I was coming back together, like a puzzle magically putting itself together in an environment that wasn’t slowly draining that puzzle’s will to live.

On the 4th of July, the year I started at ASU, I saw a transition timeline photo of a gorgeous happy beautiful happy radiant happy woman and her former Mormon missionary self and I realized the light that was on in her eyes was the light that was off in mine. I looked into transitioning for 3 days, sleeping about 10 hours total during that time. I started talking to other trans people on Reddit (one of whom is now my beautiful fiancée @cintailed) and after about a month of making preparations to be disowned and kicked out, something I was not sure would happen but was ready to go through to Turn On The Lights, I came out to my family and it was amazing. I started HRT a month after that. I secretly dated some dorky guys for about a year while I applied to grad schools. I got into a great grad school for me and my needs. I got FFS. I did my trainings and classes. Me and my fiancée moved in together after some LDR shenanigans. We’ve lived together now for 4 years of basically marital bliss. We have a cat named Grandmother Esmeralda Weatherwax who bites the hell out of my feet about three times a day. My bi-cycle continues to be part of my life but now it’s not as scary. Baby gays in my life have started to look to me for advice. Idk how this all happened so fast. When the years, months, weeks, days, and hours seems to crawl by so slowly now they are rushing past me so fast it’s almost bewildering. Whereas before I felt like I was living on borrowed time, past my ‘expiration date,’ now it feels like I can Fucking Breathe. I’m training myself to slow down now and it feels worth it to Live In The Moment.

Idk why I wrote this. Idk why these thoughts only seem to come up on Sundays when I’m supposed to be writing my dissertation. Idk why I’m crying rn or why I feel so happy. I’m gonna post this shit then get on with my dissertation I guess. Read more Terry Pratchett and give yourselves the time you need. Get a pet. Talk to someone. Re-examine the events that brought you here. Be gayer. Love y’all 💕

[minionwater]

happy pride

[syrnikklrw]

happy pride yall :"D

[neroowuu]

i'm a bit late to the party, but i finally got around to playing pkmn scarlet!

i've always wanted to draw rika (and clodsire) 🥹

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

I love this photo so much.

[rooolt]

with jiji finally in the anime it’s important to me to recognize that while he 100% has a crush on Momo, I firmly believe he also 100% has a crush on okarun. To me? Worlds most bisexual boy

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[supersonic-rocket-ship]

[punkeropercyjackson]

Myths about tfems you'll often hear that're actually just anti-transfeminism

Egg jokes are just 'reinventing gender roles'(VERY out of pocket stock phrase to use when talking about transfems btw)and 'telling people you know their gender better than them'.Literally every transfem was an egg once and these jokes are good faith attempts at trying to reassure possible ones and help them crack and save them from possible mental health problems that can straight up escalate into suicide.I've yet to encounter a femme amab person who was actually bothered by egg jokes and if you're a transmasc or tme nonbinary person who feels targeted,then that's a you problem and you need to know when things aren't about you and i don't feel bad for you since you're hurting transfeminine people with harmful rethoric for your own comfort

Trans women don't get periods or can't get pregnant.With specific modes of physical transition,trans women can have biokids and estrogen gives transfems all the symptoms of a period except the blood

F*mboy isn't a slur against trans women and is actually a seperate trans identity.F*mboy dosen't mean femme transmasc or genderqueer,it's a transmisogynistic porn category catered to cis people and transfems are frequently called the fb slur before coming out to degrade their desire for femininity and girlhood as purely sexual and call them 'not real women and just feminine men faking it'.I get where the transmasc confusion comes from but please use another word and as a black trans man i feel no connection to this very white and orientalized asian aesthetic

Transfems don't care about trans men's issues and just hate us.This is a pretty classic spin on the 'hysterical woman' stereotype but with trans added to make it acceptable as 'not real misogyny' for bioessentialism-Tfems speak up for tmascs constantly and on the regular and simply have a backbone about it so it's seen as 'not enough' by transmascs who think they can't misogynistic based on bioessentialism too('i can't be a misogynist,i have a pussy!!!' is the guist).Transandrophobia as a term and concept was coined by a tboy with a corrective rape kink against lesbians so it can't be seperated from misogyny and by extension transmisogyny,especially with transbians in mind.Yes,trans men face a specific special discrimination but that's transmascphobia,not 'misandry',which isn't real and since it's not but transphobia and misogyny both are,transmisogyny is in fact worse than transmascphobia.'Please aknowledge that while we're in this together,you still have privilege over me and should use it to protect me' isn't an insult

Transfeminism and nonbinary identities can't co-exist in the same person.Nonbinary is agab neutral and transfems even coined their own semi-popular xenogender-'Girlthing'.Though it's important to note a lot transfems are uncomfortable with nonbinary labels and terms thanks to the transmisogyny forced onto them to deprive them of binary womanhood,actual nonbinary tfems are very real

Transfems are all rail thin and/or have 'mommy milkers'.While not universal,transfems are often mid-sized/fat and not often finished transitioning and i've seen and heard many of them complaining about how even transfem characters in art don't take the diversity of transfem bodies into account and place unrealistic standards onto them that're pretty reflective of misogynistic apperance standards in general yet treated as an exception somehow(the 'somehow' is these tme artists don't see trans women as a real kind of woman that exists).Not all your transfem depictions should be flatchested,that's a stereotype too and can come with the implication busty transfems are 'shameful' and big boobs on tfem characters is a trademark of tfem nsfw artists atp,but the reverse isn't the way to go

Trans women aren't the primary target of t*rfs.This one is flat-out gaslightning,t*rfs are more obsessed with tfems than anyone else they hate and their ideology may be anti-transgender in general but it has an emphasis on transgender women.This is why they specify 'trans exclusionary r*dical feminist' i.e their focus is women.They hurt trans men,nonbinary people and nonbinary trans men too and that should never be shoved aside but focusing on transfems and transmisogyny in anti-t*rf talk and action isn't doing that,it's simply tackling the biggest problem at hand and arguing against that is silencing transfems against a hate group created for them foremost and inevertedly opening up to give more power to t*rfs,not less

Trans women are largely white.This is racialized transmisogyny,transmisogynoir,erasure of twoc and plays into the idea being queer is 'white people shit',something baby gays of color are told constantly growing up to invalidate our heritage and discourage us from coming out.There's as many trans women of color and black trans women as there are white ones and you can't choose to not meet them and call yourself an ally

[terristre]

MR DETECTIVE (oc-tober #7: personality)

[lizardho]

Did you wear a Newsie hat in HS or are you straight?

[clowningcrows]

sometimes i feel little sad it took me nearly 23 years to fully realize that i’m a trans guy for so many reasons but also. i’m just so so happy to have realized it at all, yknow? like. idk. i just spent so much of my life hating myself and being uncomfortable with some aspect of basically every facet of myself and my identity and for the first time in my life… i actually don’t really feel like that anymore. i mean, yes, the self esteem issues haven’t gone away and yes im still very uncomfortable with myself and my body sometimes (shoutout dysphoria) but like. the sudden increase in comfortability in my body? the way i dont just want to strive to take up as little space as possible anymore? the way i get excited to put on clothes that affirm how i feel rather than hide my entire self? the nervous excitement i feel at the prospect of hopefully starting t soon? like holy fuck… i feel like im actually living my life a little instead of just surviving for the first time ever and it’s just… very very cool

[boilercity]

You think Satan is bisexual in this game, because I absolutely think he is

1000%. I think everyone in antonblast is bisexual tbh, but Satan literally has the "any woman in Boiler City would be proud to be Mrs Satan" and "he loves me, he loves me not..." lines, soooo......

[yourdailyqueer]

Zellswag

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Queer / bisexual

DOB: 29 January 1988

Ethnicity: African American

Occupation: Stylist, fashion designer, entrepreneur, reality star

[queer-swag-summit]

Jonathan Sims from TMA is canonically ace & bi

and he's got that pathetic awful wet cat swag. i think he would enjoy the summit (and think about it for weeks afterward while insisting he's fine when he got voted out)

He's in! Gotta love that pathetic awful wet cat swag :3 Please reblog our posts and spread the word about the summit!