#like am I tran am I man am I can be the tran??

[isuggestforcefem]

What I'm about to say is going to sound absolutely fucking insane but I need someone to hear me out on this one and unfortunately you are that person. Delete this if you want but I need someone to know what was revealed to me via divine intervention. This is gonna be a long one

I, as a cis boy, think the optimal strategy is to transition into a femme-presenting trans man or a lesboy or whatever you want to call it.

Now, you may be thinking, "what the fuck????" That's fair. I'm gonna try and break it down for you anyway.

I don't see anything wrong with being a boy. I'm fine as it is. However, I think being a girl could potentially be neat. So I transition into a girl, get estrogen and bottom surgery and whatnot, and bada-bing, bada-boom.

However, I can already convincingly pass as a girl. My voice is pretty androgynous and I have what some would consider a feminine build. Narrow shoulders, long hair, the works. I could still easily go by he/him even if I took estrogen because I'm already pretty androgynous.

"Why transition in the first place?" you might be asking, and I have a very simple reason for this. I want to be a lesbian. I literally cannot picture myself to be intimate with a woman as a man, and I've learned a lot about dating women from the best: lesbians. I want to follow in their footsteps and idolize women in sapphic doodles like the many lesbians before me. I also think I'm overdue for a much-needed hardware update.

Now, why would I still want to pass as a man? Well, as much as I love boobs, I don't think they suit me. Maybe a little bit, but I don't want em too big, y'know? It would also make most social interactions unchanged. I'm still just some guy. I like that energy about me. Also I got some pretty conservative family members. As long as they aren't trying to pull down my pants, I'd still be the same person to them. I'd still be the same person to me, too. I also wouldn't have to change clothes. I already wear what some might mistake for a dysphoria hoodie because it's a pretty thick and large jacket. But I am not giving up those pockets for shit. Also I don't think my skull shape passes too well? It kinda does but in an uncanny valley kinda way. My face can pass but I'm not 100% on the skull.

And, even if I transition, I can still be forcefemmed, but now with so many different layers. I'd still have that femmable egg energy. I could make the detrans kink gender-affirming. I'm still a boymoding trans girl, which is like one of the prime targets from what I've gathered (mainly from this blog). There's so many layers to it, so many things that could be done. I'm starting to think this section is a little too horny for this blog. I can't really tell.

I have contemplated this for roughly six hours and this is what I have. This solution satisfies all the conflicting ideals I have about being trans. I don't think it'd fix transphobia or anything, but I'd probably end up meeting one bigot who thinks I'm trans anyway so I might as well, eh?

Well, I guess I do still have a few problems, such as actually having to care about my looks, the expenses, shaving, ect. But other than that I'd say it's pretty airtight. This might be the new meta

Eggs are inventing new ways to be eggs in my dms I see

[briannysey]

Hey so in those tags, while I draw attention to how this issue impacts trans women, I in no way imply this is an exclusive experience to trans women, nor that it is an experience that happens to trans women more than other marginalized people. I said "[it] happens with trans women ALL the time," not "it happens to trans women more than others." It certainly is a phenomenon that impacts trans men, and is often used to further splinter marginalized communities. However I am a trans woman and in those tags was speaking to something I have witnessed. I can't speak for all positions.

And like, in responding to the rest of this - trans men being excluded from discussion of marginalization of trans people is something that I have discussed here on Tumblr. The usage of "You all" here on your part is painting all trans women (unless you meant a different you all? maybe just people discussing this on Tumblr? I don't want to misattribute your words here) is kind of blindly swinging at an issue while placing me as responsible. This seems both unfair and inaccurate. In those tags I'm speaking directly against a framework that further shrinks and divides marginalized communities, then giving an example of where it happens. And of course I'm speaking to how this issue can impact trans women, it's what I'm familiar with!

I've never said "How dare a trans man talk about their issues instead of shut up and centering trans women," and have actually frequently posted on Tumblr about the way that transmasc people experience specific and unique types of marginalization that often get swept under the rug. I have never claimed 'every man is a "predator rapist privileged male,"' and attributing that kind of attitude towards me can be harmful.

earnestly I think the spread of the paradigm that someone is either abuser or abused, either privileged or oppressed, either exploiter or exploited, and that this is a mathematically calculable measure of ideological purity, has done more to damage basic capacity for left wing organising than just about anything else in the modern era bar active surveillance and union busting

[heroicn0nsense]

I guess I'm about to get real vulnerable on main here, but I saw some kinda "BookTok" disk horse cross my BlueSky feed, and it's got me thinking in a way I really can only discuss without a character limit. But it feels kind of relative to an over all trans creative experience. Maybe more specifically for us masc people, but. You know. Maybe the threads are different but the weave a similar picture. Anyway, this is kinda what my tumblr blog has become, and so here goes. Please note I also use 'queer' as an all encompassing term, as to me it is the most inclusive word I can use despite its dubious origins and history. Sorry if that upsets anyone.

The funniest thing about this whole conversation popping up was the fact that I had just been lamenting about finding the concept of 'romantasy' fun but what I'd give to find or read something with a transmasc protagonist paired with an opposite partner of any gender. Something my masc bisexual ass would love to see. Mostly because I see and support so many ones that are sapphic in nature, but hardly see any masculine. Maybe I'm not looking in the right places but Anyway. Just so happened that in the next hour I saw what I was looking for cross my Bsky feed, but with the author show casing the really nasty and negative comments he received on his concept. things like but not limited to:

"of course the transmasc character is a twink bottom" "just a girl who got a mastectomy" And other just Internalized Misogyny and Heteronormative things that affect a good portion of us transmasculine guys.

And idk, man it really struck a nerve with me.

If only because first and foremost, the author is writing something he wanted to see. Filling a niche and void he wanted to see realized, and like so many other authors' works, in a way that feels personal to him. And to attack it in such a way was pretty vile.

Queer stories and creations in of themselves are personal stories, because we write from our own experiences, and put them in our original works whether subtly or not so subtly. It's there, and you can't separate the queer experience from a queer work because by its very nature its queer. But also like, that experience isn't the same for everyone. And we shouldn't expect it to be. So, no, not every work is going to be what you want or associate with. But we should be uplifting all of it so that someone with an idea or concept that does speak to you will have the confidence to bring it to the table. And yeah. Unfortunately, that sometimes means that cliches are gonna happen. That twink ass transmasc might end up being a bottom 75% of the time.

But it also like, led me to associate my own struggle of accepting my own body and transness and some of my own preferences in the bedroom.

I'm not saying that all writers, artists, or creators are using their method of making art to explore their own hang ups with their gender and bodies, navigating this absolutely messy and strange world of norms and expectations while simultaneously seeming to want to turn them on their head. Gender is complex. Being trans is complex. And it gets weird, and sometimes we need outlets to work our way through it.

But also, most of us transmasc people have vaginas. It's just a fact of life. We've got a big ol' gaping axe wound of an organ sitting between our legs and for a lot of us, it still feels good to stick something in it, and we shouldn't be ashamed of that at all. And hell, a lot of us are short, considering our genetics are wired that way and no amount of HRT is going to change the fact some of us aren't going to get past 5'5". But sometimes, especially with what is expected to be masculine by gender norms, and the physical form of a cis male body, it can sometimes be really hard to reconcile that.

I know it was for me. To the point where I often struggled with my sexuality and my relationship with intimacy about it for a long time.

I made my character Akihiro while I was, and still am parsing through a lot of my own dysphoric issues, and paving my own way to acceptance. And that's made him a deeply personal character to me. And he has grown and changed as I project a lot of those issues on to him and his development. Akihiro has been an exploration of myself as much as he is an an original character that I role play. But not so much in the ways of personality, but more in the ways of the challenges with which he is presented and has to navigate himself.

Akihiro is a trans man in a world that is accepting of it. Society has progressed past these petty and arbitrary standards. But he becomes a cyborg at a time where the question is instead what it means to be human, and so...The aspect of depersonalization, dysphoria, and depersonalization he experiences at the hands of transhumanism is not so different than what I have and do experience in my own transition.

Akihiro wasn't always trans. That was honestly a pretty recent development and one that I did struggle with making. And I realized I was struggling with it because of those same dysphoric issues. And I just needed to let them go.

It was reflected in another recent development; the way that I had Akihiro handle his genitals when he was presented with the option to upgrade from none to a functioning set. And he chose to go with what he had been born with, the genitals he had when his body was mangled. He went with a vagina. Because he wanted to embrace the body he had taken for granted before he lost it, and not some idealized version of himself he could have obtained at any point prior.

And yeah. He 'bottoms' the majority of the time for his boyfriend because he enjoys it. But it doesn't stop him from topping him either, nor enjoying that. Nor had it stopped him previously from being intimate with other men and women. And that's his preference as a character.

And who are we to say it wasn't the same for this author? Where he is putting his feelings and acceptance of his own body and desires onto paper? And that is being met with such vitriol because it's not someone else's idea of what is masculine, or whatever. I don't know. Maybe they weren't. Maybe they did just wanna write some twink ass boy getting dicked down and like, that's fine too. Why do we have to be so mad about that?

And maybe this was just a lot of words to say that I think we get so wrapped up in words and labels for things that it completely erases the nuances of our own experiences and it turns right back around to being so queerphobic and limiting. And we don't give ourselves, much less other people, the grace to create the things they want to, and from a place of their own experience and desire. It's harmful.

[notsodelirious]

help me out? — jason todd

synopsis: jason helps you do you shot, that’s it :)

notes: I wrote this with a trans masc!reader in mind but any genders and medication aren’t mentioned <3 also purely self-indulgent

tags: pure fluff, mentions of needles (kinda duh), assumed established relationship, <1k, no use of y/n, SFW with the vaguest innuendo ever

Sunday is injection day. You don’t really make the rules, that’s just how life ended up and sunday is assigned injection day.

Which conveniently happens to be the day Jason stays over at yours the longest. Between patrol and cases and the occasional gang to run, Jason is in and out of the apartment pretty frequently, more of a pit stop than an actual place to stay and recuperate.

But sundays, the most work he does is looking over a case file while he lounged on your sofa, lying across it like he owned it, bare feet on the coffee table and all.

“You’re staring.”

He doesn’t even raise his head from the paper he’s reading, flipping to another page before returning to his original one.

“Can’t I just be looking at my beautiful boyfriend?”

“No, you want something.” He drops his work beside him in favour of putting an arm on the back of the sofa to look over at you, perched on a kitchen bar stool.

“No, I’m good.”

“So you just enjoy staring at the back of my head? For fun?” You hum as you nod unconvincingly. “Spit it out.”

“It’s nothing!”

“Dude-!”

“I need help with my shot.”

“Jesus-“ He near smacks his head against the back of the sofa but you know he bears no actual annoyance towards you. Maybe a little—but it’s never serious. “Yeah, of course I’ll help.”

“Can we do it in the bedroom?”

You watch as he stands, rising to his full height, as he shoves his hands in his pockets.

“Yeah, ‘course,” he says as he walks around the sofa to make his way towards you. When he finally reaches you, he wraps and arm around your shoulder and squeezes you against him briefly. It had taken a while to get to any stage of Jason showing you affection—and never in the form of kisses and gentle hugs but random squeezes and small taps. Always aware of his own strength and your not as sturdy body, he never hurts you and you remain ever grateful for his love and attention.

“Go get settled. I’ll wash my hands and I’ll be with you.”

You slip off the stool, walking to the bedroom to shimmy your trousers down to your knees and fall onto the edge of the bed, idly messing with the covers as you wait for Jason to come. He appears not two minutes later, vial, syringe, gauze and disinfectant in hand.

When he kneels in front of you, you do your best to smother your smile and your giddy heart.

“I like you there.”

“All you have to do is ask,” he smirks up at you as he grabs the disinfectant and a piece of sterile gauze from where he set them on the bedside table.

He wipes your thigh down carefully before picking up the syringe, prepping it then gently nudging you to lean backwards until you’re leaning back on your hands.

“Ready?”

It’s done before you can even nod properly, nothing more than a pinch but you tense anyway. He gives you a minute before he pushes down the plunger.

“You know it stings less when you relax.”

“Mimi mi mi mi,” you mumble back. Childish? Maybe. But it helps a little with the discomfort of having a whole needle in your thigh. He pulls it out, pressing a new piece of gauze to the exit wound before you even have time to glimpse it. He sets the needle on the bedside table to be disposed of in a minute before he’s offering you two plasters, a blue one and a spider-man one.

“What am I, five?”

“Do you want a lollipop too?” he snorts as he watches you pick the spider-man plaster and start to peel it open, laying in on as soon as he removes the gauze. He pats your thigh, kisses your hip before standing. Quick hands dismantle the syringe as you shimmy back into your trousers, then you just sit and watch as he disposed of the sharp waste.

“Thanks,” you say softly when he returns to you, cupping his face to lay a gentle kiss on his lips. He leans in for another kiss, just the slightest bit heavier, deeper as he leans you back until your back is against the mattress.

“You’re welcome, sweet cheeks.”

(did you know that testosterone makes you really fucking horny? might write a sequel lmao)

[rainbowsky]

Anonymous asked: Hello Rainbowsky, Did you see what happened on [Twitter BS redacted] What do you have to say about the whole situation? Could I stay anonymous please I’m new here 💛

Hi Anon,

Be forewarned, rant incoming.

As a new person I'll forgive you for not already knowing that I hate it when people bring Twitter drama over here. There is a reason I am here and not over there. What's the point of having come here, when people keep trying to bring garbage from over there to here? I feel chased by this BS.

This is exactly the kind of thing that made me close my anonymous inbox a while back.

All that aside, people should not be bragging that they're on Twitter. Anyone still on Twitter loses my respect, sorry - and that's the politest way I can stomach saying it.

I just can't understand how anyone could remain on a platform run by a neo-nazi scumbag whose entire personality and value system revolves around getting richer (despite being the richest man in the world) by exploiting everyone 'beneath' him and destroying everything that any decent person holds dear.

He's racist, xenophobic, misogynistic (and notoriously predatory/abusive toward women), he's deeply homophobic, anti-trans to a... nazi degree... let's just put it that way, anti worker rights, anti science unless it furthers corporate exploitation, anti-environment, and his primary goal is to destroy all the institutions, regulations and infrastructure that were built to protect human rights, human health and equity in society. He has voiced that he'd like to destroy the people who believe in those values, too.

He says that EMPATHY is the biggest human weakness/problem. Yes, this asshole genuinely believes that empathy is a negative trait in human beings. WTAF.

He supports everything Trump is doing - including handing Ukraine to Russia (after exploiting them for every resource they have), handing Palestine to Israel (after ensuring all the inhabitants have been obliterated), destroying global alliances that are the only thing maintaining world peace, and invading other countries - including my own!

He has the money and power to do this, and he is working on it all as we speak! Pull your head out of your goddamn asses, people - he's an imminent existential threat to this planet and everyone on it!

If you're on Twitter right now, you might as well be on Truth Social AFAIAC.

I have never liked Twitter - it's a cesspool of hate (as is evidenced by your ask, Anon), and always has been. Yeah, of course good things have been done on Twitter, and good people have been on there over the years, but those days are long past. The few stragglers still on there are constantly embroiled in drama and feuds, and the only reason they cling on is because they can't let go of the vanity of seeing the big follower numbers on their profiles.

There's absolutely no excuse for people to remain on Twitter. None. There's no rationale for remaining on a neonazi platform, propping up and validating this awful man. It's disgusting.

That there are still turtles on Twitter is a constant source of shame and grief for me, frankly. Those who are still on there show their lack of commitment to queer rights, human rights and equality, world peace, the environment and everything that is good and right in the world. They either lack the values or the moral courage to make a change.

And there's no excuse for it. There is a solid, fully featured (in fact, with all the features Twitter once had, but which that dirtbag removed or destroyed) alternative that is easy to migrate to. The community there is infinitely better, and most people already have an account, they just aren't using it.

I don't know what it will take, or how many more horrors we'll need to witness and experience before people wake the fuck up.

As for the petty arguments with XFX, block and ignore, and get off of Twitter. As fans we should be focused on GG and DD, not on the behavior of other fans. Block and ignore.

Or of course you can do whatever you want, but you asked my opinion, and here it is.

Related posts:

Why I closed my anonymous inbox

Feminization of GG in the Fandom

Oversexualization and homophobia among turtles

Fandom Survival Guide

If you're new here, you might also find my masterlist post helpful.

[tomato-greens]

Some Very Problematic, Ambivalent, and Disorganized Thoughts About Drag

sorry everybody

for @skrtomg & @carnovsky

thinking about this because of Chappell Roan, who is performing a kind of drag that I'm most familiar with under the name "bio queen," which is a pretty outdated name I think - in essence, she is a cis woman (as far as I'm aware) who often dresses up in an exaggerated gendered performance using aesthetic conventions elaborated upon and popularized by drag queens

Chappell Roan in a typical look at the 2025 Grammys

I've tried to walk through these thoughts before, but on multiple occasions, a couple of specific people in my offline life (who I am no longer close to, to be fair!) have really taken me to task for questioning drag's inherently (?) revolutionary (?) politics; both of these people were cis straight women who were huge fans of Drag Race, which I had to stop watching when it switched from Logo to Bravo, and in retrospect that probably had something to do with our different ambivalent relationships to womanhood as performed through drag?

Michelle Visage, another cis woman and drag queen, in a Drag Race-typical look

I like drag as an art form - I mean, I basically think gender is fucked, and anything that fucks with gender is therefore all right by me. in particular, because of who I am as a person, I like low-budget, amateur, and experimental art that questions the limits of performance, gender, expectations, you name it. if someone's sewn into a trash bag or has a tiny alien baby growing from somewhere precarious or otherwise looks insane, I'm probably into it.

what I really struggle with in terms of this kind of drag is: when is a cis woman performing drag that subverts gendered expectations and beauty standards, and when is she – well – performing celebrity womanhood?

I remember when contouring was only used by drag queens! I remember when the Kardashians et al. took it and popularized it for straight women! I started writing an essay about it, because it made me feel nuts! but that was ten years ago – and however the "clean girl" aesthetic catches on among my students, until the Sephora era ends, as long as a Kardashian is or was recently contouring, can it still be a drag aesthetic? is totally based on context? is it a "trust me, you know it when you see it" kind of thing?

like, I think the above photo of Chappell Roan is definitely drag, at least in terms of makeup. but is she performing drag here?

Roan at an earlier Grammy event, in another typical look

to me, drag is both a valuable queer art form and, like lots of other art forms, something that relies on a kind of baseline misogyny in order to function - men dressed up as women* is entertaining in part because they are not women. right? and the exaggerated performance of womanhood is entertaining at least in part because it is mocking, making fun of, or otherwise questioning and puncturing womanhood.

*yes, historically many people who did drag were not men but trans women, there's lots of complex overlap here! I'm not meaning to erase these people from drag history. however, cross-dressing/dressing against the gender one was assigned sometimes, for fun or performance, and all the time, as an identity, have never been the same thing. I'm just talking about the former even though it was also done by some people who did the latter.

I'm not particularly invested in maintaining womanhood as a category, and I definitely don't think all drag is actively misogynist (though some is, including some I have enjoyed). but I do think drag doesn't exist without misogyny.

then again neither do novels so like, look, whatever

I do also feel complicated (though not negative, none of this is negative, again: I do actually like drag) about cis men dressing up as women but I feel like I have been told enough that I'm Not A Man Or A Straight Woman And I Can't Understand Why That Matters to stay the fuck outta that one

some drag queens use their drag to poke and prod at gender limitations and some use it to create authentic selves not otherwise accessible to them and some use it to get famous and some use it to show [other] cis women how gross they are.

but ultimately I don't really care about any individual person's drag, I'm trying to think through why I feel so complicated about women dressing up as performances of women historically created by mostly, though not entirely, gay men?

and is it fucked up & homophobic & misogynist to feel complicated about it, as I have been told?

[diospore]

I'm just saying if you're writing smut featuring trans people and you find yourself ONLY writing pre-op transmen as receiving penetration. ONLY writing your transmen as submissive.

You should really take a step back and think about why this is.

Also consider including trans people who have gotten bottom surgery. I'd like to see more of that. Or transmen using straps. That'd be cool too thanks.

[jaspersbaseballsack]

I am a 'Gabrielle de Lioncourt is a Transgender Man' truther and no one can ever change my mind

[uncanny-tranny]

The absolute biggest thing I've learned as a trans guy: there is nothing more masculine and manly than not caring about looking or acting masculine or manly. Growing your masculinity or manhood takes time and care - you have no obligation to let the world water your garden when you can do that just fine (and you can, even if it doesn't feel like you can!)

[just-an-enby-lemon]

"The kid seems scared.

Tip had always been a little nervous. Or at least that was the reality when the two had met.

It was fairly obvious for everyone that met them that the child had not been treated well by their formar guardian and in a way that Elphaba sadly recognized still seemed to afraid of facing the same pain and rejection again.

Still lately the kid seemed more relaxed and open, treating her with the same easiness and earnest they did Jack. More determined to learn than eager to please. Following her around with questions and vibrating with excitement as she turned wooden sticks into dolls and toy swords alike. It made her think of Nessa in a very bittersweet way.

She failed her sister and she would not allow herself to fail another young person she became responsable for.

That's to say Tip's strange turn to the same scared kid she met soon after leaving her behind and being declared and enemy of Oz scared her.

"Miss Elphaba, I have something very serius to tell you."

Maybe they want to leave. They are not in fact different in the same way Elphaba is. Tip is a normal if deeply magical child who just ended up in the care of a horrible woman. Being her aprenticce is actually the only thing turning them into a dangerous and hated figure.

"I understand."

The kid takes a deep breath. Elphaba tries to think on the best words to explain that of course they can leave if they want to and that they can take as many provisions as they need. Tip will never again be a prisioner.

"I don't think I am a boy? Wait no. I know I'm not a boy. Like the idea of it is still a bit scary because it seems like it will be a big deal but I'm fairly sure I'm a girl actually. I just never though about it before but Jack called me she accidentaly and it just makes sense. I am still the same Tip and please let me keep being your aprentice." She says in a single breath.

"What?"

The girl looked scared. "I'm a girl." She says. Than in a smaller voice. "I can try to be a boy if you want?" It does not appear to be something she wants and the fact she still sugests it breaks Elphaba's heart a little.

"Oh! Oh. No, no, that's fine. Do you want to be called something else?"

Her eyes go huge and she stops deep in thought before answring.

"Uh. I guess so, but I'm still thinking on it. I don't mind Tip for now."

"Okay, tell me when it changes?"

"Will do."

"Anything else?"

Tip looks a bit shy for half a second before a excited smile covers her face. "Could you let me borrow a dress?"

Elphaba laughts.

"You are too tiny for my dresses, kid. But I can help you magic one for yourself. "

Her eyes shine. "Cool!"

[...]

"Morrible says you'll marry some prince soon." Dorothy says making a face.

"I don't see why you are soo distraught, my dear, I'm pretty sure she'll find me a great prince." Glinda says with false cheer.

"I doubt it. Princes are all very dull."

"Met many princes did you?" She jokes lightly, trying to find a way to change the subject. She loves the kid dearly and for all it's bleak consequences will always be glad the tornado ended up bringing the girl into her life but she would preffer not to discuss those subjects. Specially not in her own bedroom in a rare moment of relaxation.

"Well no." The girl pouts. "But most boys are dull and I can't imagine liking to marry even the ones that aren't. I guess I just thought you were the same? I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize. And I sure hope marriage is unimaginable for you, you are way to young for it."

The girl smiles a tiny bit before frowning.

"I can imagine myself marrying a girl one day."

"Oh!" Is all Glinda says.

"I told Aunt Em once she told me to never say it again, she told me I was too young. But I'm ten now and I feel the same. " Dorothy rarely talks about home, sometimes Glinda tricks herself into beliving it is because her the kid just loves Oz better, that she forgot all about it, but she knows deep down that Dorothy will always miss Kansas, always miss her uncle and aunt and Toto, she just accepted home as a place she'll never return to. In the good days Glinda knows Dorothy would also miss Oz, would miss her munchkin friends and mostly would miss being Glinda's apprentice. In the better days she thinks about bringing Dorothy's family here. After all Kansas always seems sad and hungry. "Girls don't marry each other in Kansas." She continues. "But I though maybe they did here. "

"I think they do everywhere, Dorothy, is just some people pretend they don't because the different scares them."

"Like the Wizard and the animals?"

Glinda had only recently convinced Dorothy to only speak her very dangerous beliefs on the Wizard in private and even there she sometimes corrected the kid. But right now it felt too much like liying to Elphaba she couldn't do it, not when she knew Dorothy to be right.

"Yeah. Just like that."

And after a second she adds.

"Between us, I would also like to marry a woman".

Dorothy smiles, just a little bit.

[...]

She knows she should not be here.

But it's fun, she likes the dancing and the food and the small chance of going back home with something that can actually help Elphie. Maybe a magical item or even just some usefull information.

Besides the girl she is talking to is very pretty and fun and smart and she is not open about it but she's definitivaly not the biggest fan of the Wizard either. Oh and a great dancer.

"I'm sorry" the girl says "but I think I did not catch your name?"

Now it's the moment to say something clever like 'i never gave it to you' or maybe just invent some fake name. She can't say her name. It's too easy of a conection to make. But she doesn't need to lie. After all it was never really her name. And she has a name now. Has had it for days and just keept it a secret in some weird form of fear. But it felt like time. She would tell it to Elphie and Jack when she went back.

"Ozma. I'm Ozma. What's yours?"

[...]

Dorothy had never had so much fun at a party before. Her new friend was the most beutifull girl she ever met and the funniest and cleverest and it had never felt so easy to talk to someone before. In fact the only thing Ozma didn't appear to be was a good dancer but Glinda had teached Dorothy well and she found herself leading the other girl steps into the best dance she ever had.

She noticed Ozma did not gave any surname but it was not her place to pry. She just hoped to mert the girl again.

"Dorothy." She says and takes the hand. For a second she considers continuing in the way she was instructed to (Dorothy Upland at your pleasure and a kiss to the hand) but while she loves Glinda that's not really her. And she somehow trusts Ozma enough to be honest. "Dorothy Gale." She shakes the hand just like Uncle Henry used to.

[cafeyote]

drew this in-between anxiously checking the polls to see if i will have rights by this time next year.

i know there will be so many more people more disenfranchised by the laws imposed on our lives and on our bodies if trump is voted into office, but i'm still scared. i will be 18 next year and i may not get to transition into the man i have waited for over a decade to be, and i am scared.

but it doesn't mean i wont fight. it doesn't mean i won't continue to be loudly queer and it doesn't mean that i won't find a way to be me and fight for my rights. if trump makes it illegal to get trans healthcare safely, i will do it myself, and i will fight for others to do it themselves, too.

[crunchsomebones]

I fear that anything I write about the transmasculine experience will pale in comparison to a song written by cisgender heterosexual man Will Wood. like he got it. he wrote it all down. how tf did he do that was he possessed

[mangyraccooon]

I’ve seen the fandom take a bastard character and make them a poor little meow meow, twice now

Which isn’t a lot but it’s fucking disappointing.

[blueboyluca]

Anyway the movie ends with lesbians and a kelpie puppy so 10/10 five stars no notes. 🌈