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THE KOMBUCHA MUSHROOM PEOPLE SITTING AROUND ALL DAY
WHO CAN BELIEVE YOU
WHO CAN BELIEVE YOU
LET YOUR. MOTHER PRAYY
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pinche juego divino, i really love the style. <3
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tk [;;🔪
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This doesn't apply to everyone, but when I say I'm genderfluid I'm referring to my experience with gender. Yes, I am technically nonbinary, but that doesn't mean referring to me as a man or a woman is incorrect.
When I say I'm genderfluid, it means my gender is fluid, which should be self-explanatory. But many of the people in my life don't refer to me as a man or a woman, but rather always as a person or "something unidentified" (as a joke but come on). Sometimes, they refuse to refer to me as a woman/man, even when I've asked them to. Other times, specific people will go out of their way to correct me when I refer to myself as a man or a woman, and instead tell me that "I am a non-binary person."
This technically is true. Being genderfluid means I fall under the umbrella of non-binary people. But that shouldn't stop me from identifying as a woman or a man and calling myself such. Because that's beauty of genderfluidity: being able to change your gender based on what feels most comfortable.
In my mind, the term genderfluid means that my gender is fluid. It will change. Meaning that when I feel like a woman but you insist on calling me a non-binary person because "that's what I really am", you're really just overlaying your own experiences/knowledge of genderfluidity/other gender identities onto mine and pretending that you know better when it's not your body and mind.
When I feel like a man, I am a man. When I feel like a woman, I am a woman. When I feel like a non-binary person, I am a non-binary person.
Please don't trap me in the box of your understanding. Please respect both the non-binary AND the fluid parts of my identity. Thanks.
Note: I want to reiterate that this is my personal experience with genderfluidity, and thus doesn't apply to every single genderfluid person. I just wanted to voice my frustrations on what (I hope) is simply a misunderstanding about my genderfluidity and not the persisting stigma that genderfluid people don't actually exist. This is not meant to be educational or defining about the genderfluid experience in any way, since it greatly varies from person to person.
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I know we like writing fics where Jason is all "I'm not the kid you lost" and "he died and I'm all the worst parts of him that came back" and whatever. but lately I've been thinking about a Jason that's angry bc everyone thinks he came back wrong, because to him, he's the same as he's always been. sure, he's more upset and angry and traumatized, but he's still Jason.
I've been thinking about a Jason that spent most of the time since his death underground and then catatonic. to him, hardly any time has passed at all. to his family, three years have gone by. and Jason knows he looks different than he did, and he knows he's sharper around the edges, now, but he's still Jason. he's the same kid that died and now he's back and why doesn't anyone see that?
they're the ones that changed, not him
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Can You Hold This For Me?
Jason is enamored as he watches a beautiful red head lady beat the shit out of the mugger that got too close for her liking.
He was on his way to the local book store to find a good read when he saw a woman with her month old baby being stalked by a man who was obviously hiding a knife in his pocket. Jason immediately crossed the street to put himself between them and the mugger when all of a sudden the man got a little closer and the woman executed a perfectly good roundhouse kick to the man's head while keeping her baby secure.
After the man's body bounced in the alley and hit a trash can she turned to Jason with a brilliant smile that did something to his resurrected heart.
"Can you hold this for me?" She asked before simply putting the baby in Jason's arms before he could reply.
She then proceeded to pick the man up, who was twice her size, and flung him further into the alley before running up to finish her beat down.
A noise brought his attention from the woman to the baby in his arms who was now up and cooing at him curiously.
"Your mom's hot."
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