#masc lesbian frank is REAL!!!!!!

[mumzbasemnt]

roblox drabbles

[cozyreadings-ao3]

I keep thinking about the DbD characters and their sexualities, like Huntress being a soft butch lesbian, but in a she loves dresses, pretty things, showing off her muscles, and splitting a log in half with her bare hands kind of way. She's confident in her attraction and if someone has an issue with it well they're dead anyways so not her problem. I also think she's the type to want a domesticated

Or Trapper being a repressed gay, he's not homophobic, and supports his friends who are gay, but that ain't for him. So what if he gets a little turned on when a guy crowds him in a corner, who wouldn't get turned on by that. Everyone fantasies about a shorter guy straddling them as they're tied helplessly on the bed. (I headcanon huntress as the one to tell him while ghostface just nods his head in agreement every time trapper tries to justify it away. Like yeah buddy you're totally right everyone feels that way.)

Sorry goofy thoughts, what kind of sexuality Head-canons do you have if any for the characters?

You’re always a real one when it comes to sending in asks, thank you so much Fishy!! 💖

I genuinely love this question and your own little answers so much! I have quite a few headcanons that I’m happy to share!! ^^ Of course, I’m gonna start off with Claudette! <33

Claudette - Your typical outdoorsy and academic lesbian, educated and always busy in her studies. She’s overall very femme, and will definitely wear dresses every now and then. However, she does prefer to wear pants and shorts, just in case she finds herself in the garden for any reason. She hates staining clothes, especially her prettier pieces. Grass stains never come out. (I also headcanon that she’s older but shorter than Meg <3)

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Meg - Shes’s definitely a sporty masc lesbian, commonly wearing sports bras and track shorts. Though, Meg’s not opposed to feminine styles, especially if Claudette asks for her to match or try something on. The only thing she’s ‘picky’ about are built-in shorts for skirts and shorter dresses. It allowed for more flexibility. Meg also keeps her hair braided and pulled back for sports, creating a seemingly short hair length. Yet, she takes her braids out in her downtime, revealing her longer than expected hair. (She absolutely does playfully pick on Claudette for being older but shorter)

Susie - First of all: I couldn’t be happier that she’s canonically a lesbian- :,) Susie is the type to unfortunately always fall in love with just the tiniest bit of “affection” given. One simple compliment and this girl is head over heels. She’s always in and out of relationships, just trying to fill the painful void of not having Julie as her own. Susie is poorly desperate for love and a genuine relationship, leaving her constantly seeking romantic validation from anyone.

Julie - I say this affectionately, but Julie is a bitch- JAHAHS :,,) Anywayyy <3 She’s a bisexual, poly/open queen who cruelly ignores Susie, and instead has both Frank and Joey at her sides. She definitely power trips a lot, even if she isn’t currently holding the power in the relationship.

Frank - Frank is definitely bisexual and poly/open as well. Despite what some might believe by appearance and attitude alone, Frank is very unbothered by his sexuality. He’s actually proud to be in a relationship with another man involved, it’s not something to be ashamed of.

Joey - A pansexual poly king who perfectly fits in between Frank and Julie. He never thought a polyamorous relationship would be for him, but Joey was pleasantly surprised after trying it out and enjoying it.

Yun-Jin - Deeeefinitely a repressed bi girl- She would look over another girl, have a gay panic moment, and just play it off as admiration rather than love. Can’t a girl just like another girl’s style…? I could 100% see her getting sloppy drunk and making out with another girl, only to deny the true feelings behind the act in the morning

Vittorio - This man is seriously, undeniably gay- I fucking love his style and piercings though, he’s a fashionable gay, and I really respect that so much <3 You just know him and Tarhos have done some CRAAAZY stuff together—

Wraith - Philip has that gay man vibe to him…and this answer is kinda inspired by a certain cool artist who loves Wraith x Hillbilly… They have tainted my thoughts, I genuinely love that ship now- :,)

If you’re curious, I have more answers under this post, you just gotta scroll down a bit! :)

[yallemagne]

Queer.

Every so often, the same fucking post roles up on my dash. And since it's Pride Month? You know what it's about.

Now, I will be frank, any time I see someone crying "you can't use queer for yourself because I don't want to be called a slur!!!" I do roll my eyes, though that doesn't mean I don't understand the concept.

When I didn't even know who I was, I had plenty of terms thrown at me that didn't fit. People didn't know what to call me so usually they just called me gay. I didn't like being called gay because it wasn't who I was. Gay implied something about both my gender and my sexuality that wasn't true... but I didn't know the truth yet. I could hardly correct people.

Eventually, I figured out that my ambivalence to either gender didn't mean I was bi without a preference but that I was asexual. I explained this to people who would try to categorize me as gay, "No, actually, I'm asexual.", and I would then explain the concept of asexuality. This led to sexual harassment. Getting dressed in the locker room and being told what sexual positions people imagined me in and with whom. Being made to feel like I was the pervert in those situations.

And now saying I'm ace still gets a similar response just from what I hope is a more well-meaning crowd.

"Well, ace people can have sex/want to have sex. Are you sure you're not demi/greyace? You've never even tried sex, so you don't know." Congrats for vaguely understanding the concept of a spectrum. I personally use the dictionary definition of asexual, so I do not partake in sex nor desire to.

"Well, ace people can date/want to date. You have to say ace/aro or I'll just assume you're heteroromantic." No, because for me, unless explicitly stated otherwise, asexual and aromantic are a package deal. You wouldn't demand this same clarification from someone of any other sexuality.

It's a frustrating situation where even when I am clear and using a community-approved label for myself, I am still sexualized and pressured into seeking a relationship, and it puts me back into the mind of the kid who was bullied in the locker room. That doesn't mean that ace people on the opposite side of the spectrum or with different romantic attractions are my enemy. It just means we're different, and it's lovely that we're different, and the people who attempt to weaponize the speculative chance that an ace person might be down to fuck in order to pressure that person into sex are the real assholes.

I didn't know I was trans for the longest time because gender-nonconforming trans people were paraded around as freaks and the gender-conforming ones were just barely safe from scrutiny so long as they weren't associating with those people. But I eventually figured out that I'm genderqueer. I tend to say trans-masc nonbinary, but a more encompassing label might be genderqueer, and I drop the "gender" part and say queer because it embodies my gender identity and sexuality paired together, not separated into neat little boxes.

From my own queer perspective, the frustration with being told not to use the word queer is that we either have to pick from the four most recognizable labels (lesbian, gay, bi, and trans), dip into the bargain bin of obscure and often unaccepted labels, or make up something new. We're often told that we don't fit into the big four categories, that we are a disgrace to those. Obscure labels constantly have to be explained, and people turn their noses up upon hearing them. And making up a new label always has the risk of it being swept from under us and us being told by our more "acceptable" counterparts: "Your identity offends. Change it."

People saw my gender presentation and lack of interest in dating and picked words they already knew to describe me, and since those words didn't fit me, I felt even more isolated in a time when I needed support. I got my hair cut in middle school, and it was like I was finally moving in the right direction. My friend saw and the first thing she did was laugh at me, calling me a dyke. That does not give me the right to tell dykes "Hey! That word hurt me! You have to use the softer word "lesbian" instead." Besides, it wasn't the word, it was the intent of the person who threw it at me.

No one reclaiming the word queer is using it as a slur, but we are villified and told "That word hurt me! Use a softer word!" And I have to ask: is it really any one of you non-queer-identifying individuals' business? You see someone in the process of loving themselves and finding themselves in a diverse community, and you want to shatter that because you were hurt before? That's villain origin story shit. You want to poison the well because if people are allowed to call themselves queer more people will know the word queer and think it's okay to say and randos will think that you are queer and use queer to describe you when you're actually lesbian, gay, bi, trans, whatever label you prefer. But just because someone might misidentify you doesn't mean other identities need to be pushed back into the closet.

And of course, some are upset because people say Queer Community and it's called Queer History rather than being separated out into Gay History, Lesbian History, Bisexual History, Trans History--- but dude? You can still say LGBT or LGBTQ or LGBTQIA+ (though, if you hate the word queer, I guess you'd only accept the first acronym?) when referring to the community, and people will NEVER stop using the acronym. You aren't being run out by us scary queer people with our nasty labels, YOURS STILL EXIST AND YOU ARE STILL FREE TO LABEL YOURSELF AS YOU PLEASE. Does that mean no one will ever unknowingly group you in as queer when you're not comfortable with it? No. But... I'm sorry... but fucking suck it up.

You aren't queer? Okay, yeah, I accept that. I am queer. That doesn't make you a good person and me a bad person or vice versa.

[vampmilf]

was it you who said a little while back that you're glad you took lesbian out of your bio because of anthony because oh my god i'm feeling that. gerard and frank were outliers but 3+ band dudes who i want to fuck within an inch of their life? is maybe telling me 'you're possibly bi but irl guys are not faggy rockstars and that's why you don't look twice at them'

LMAOOO HELP YEAH THAT WAS ME 💀 i think i said im glad i grew out of putting my sexuality in my bio bc id have to edit it daily or smthn gxjwinsf

and GODDD yeah i feel that. frank was literally my only outlier for a good while but with him its easy to tell yourself its bc he looks like a masc lesbian im not even joking, but man. anthony....

i genuinely had a "oh shit i think im bisexual" moment seeing frank live this tour but that was still half joking. i went to 3 dunes shows tho and completely underestimated anthonys presence and dude i dont think this is a joke anymore

in all honesty tho i have not seen a single man irl in the past couple years that i even felt the tiniest of sparks with. so i rly cant tell if this is just the Guy In Band Effect or for real. but also who cares these days 🤷🏻‍♀️

[smooth-and-skeletal]

Updated: July 13th, 2023 Hey. You can call me Saph. I have ADHD and dyslexia and I’m autistic. These things are relevant because they make me who I am and/or affect the way you may see me type. I am extremely prone to strange typos, if something doesn’t make sense, ask for clarification.

I’m bad at introductions but I’m very good at answering questions so if you want to know something, ask.

MINORS DNI. Do not speak to me, do not look at me. I’m not a minor, I am not for minors and neither this is blog. Be gone or I will block you.

Don’t anticipate many posts from me, but all will be tagged with “expatiate”.

This blog is mostly for reposting art from artists I adore (#isn't it lovely), reposting funny text posts (#word) and tagging posts that remind me of my vast amount of OCs and/or appease kinks I like. OC shit will be tagged by name. Kinks may or may not be tagged, but I’m sure it’ll be self-explanatory. I’m not into many fandoms at all (literally just Teen Wolf and Hannibal), but those will be tagged as well. I am also notorious for talking in the tags.

Speaking of OCs, if you’re looking for something to roleplay and/or discuss stories/characters send me a dm and I’ll drop my discord. I’m a huge fan of worldbuilding, character creation and putting my OCs through horrible tragedies with some kinky sex as a treat. I’ve been roleplaying for years.

Not really much to add. Don’t really expect anyone to ever read this, just thought I might add it. I do love questions though, so if someone does read this, shoot one my way.

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Lies, after a bit more time I decided to add more information. (I don’t reorganize the post because I like thinks to be rewritten in the order I thought of them)

I am a gnc black demi lesbian who uses he/him pronouns. The best way to describe my gender is non-binary as how I refer to myself depends on mood. I do prefer to be addressed masc terms when referring to my person, but i’m not against fem compliments. I am a switch/verse. And I mean completely verse with no real tendency to lean one way or the other. It all depends on mood and whatever potential partner I encounter. I am capable pretty much anything you can think of, the right buttons must be pressed.

I’m not exactly uncomfortable with flirting, but I don’t guarantee a flirty response. Despite blog appearances, I have to be in a very specific mood to flirt/sext. So do so with the understanding that you may not get an immediate response or possibly not one at all. Don’t let that stop you! Or do, idc.

I feel that this is obvious, but ofc, you don’t know me, so to be clear, frank and succinct, I do not tolerate any sort of bigotry. I block without hesitation for any reason I deem fit, but especially if you’re an asshole, a bigot, a creep, or a minor. I am uncomfortable with cishet men, but I will not block for that reason alone. But nothing here is really meant for you.

My kinks are all over the place and ever-growing so it’s easier to list things I have no interest in (subject to change, as in this list may grow):

scat/piss/vomit (not in any capacity)

bloodplay (irl,; it’s fine as a concept)

knifeplay (irl; it’s fine as a concept)

ddlg (just does nothing for me, a small ick)

ageplay (not in any capacity)

violence (irl; it’s fine as a concept)

cnc (irl; it’s fine as a concept)

rape (absolutely not)

master/slave (absolutely not)

pet play [like actually pretending to be a dog; pet names and such are fine] (not in any capacity)

Anything not listened here is fair game, within reason. But to be honest I could have missed some or forgotten. If it involves anything I’ve mentioned being against, it’s a hard no. Ask for clarification if necessary.

Also, when I say something is fine as a concept I mean I’d read a post, fic, story about or involving in and itself fine, but it’s not something I’d want to actually participate in.

I think that’s all I have? Seriously, just ask if there are any questions, I am an open book, if prodded.

[aboatwithlegs]

An Objectively Correct Rewrite of The Arthur Finale

'Sup nerds and nerdinos, I have a problem with Arthur.

No, not Arthur Koestler (though no one with CBE after their name escapes my wrath on principle alone). I'm talking about Arthur Read, the autistic aardvark who dresses like an 8 year old Mr. Rogers and somehow still has more friends than you.

But my problem isn't with the twerp's fashion sence, it's with Season 25, Episode 4b: All Grown Up, aka Arthur's final episode. The very moment it released in 2022 the ground quaked, the oceans roared, the angels wept as the sky tore asunder and God Themself¹ decended to personsally task me with rewriting it. I said I'd get around to it.

Babies and mentlegen, that day is today because I have nothing better to do.

TW: SA, drugs, death, TERFs, student loans

The Correct Futures

The only thing you need to know about the old version is that they got old, cuz we're scrapping all of it aside from that. The adult versions of each characters was so far removed from the actual futures of these characters that I am personally insulted and have filed with my lawyer to see everyone responsible for it given a restraining order. So we gotta fix that. This episode here is gonna be a feature-length anthology film. Every character gets a 5-10 minute sequence where we see how the next 20 years of their life unfold. I'm gonna put them in alphabetical order because the only one who can tell me what to do is my talking cat. Oh, and remember: Habrá Examen, Langosta Perezosa! ***~~~*** ***~~~***

Alan "Brain" Powers: Goes to MIT and finds that, after being "The Brain" for so many years, he is suddenly just average. It's such a shock to his ego that he begins to instinctively lash out at everything he finds unfamiliar, eventually dropping out and becoming a moderately successful right-wing podcaster and youtuber.

Arthur Read: Our boy grows up to be a perpetual grad student (English major, of course). He pays the rent as a TA and is so terrified of the world outside of academia that he finds comfort spending quiet evenings in, grading papers from the comfort of his dingy bachelor apartment. He lives off instant ramen and spends most of his free time escaping into his books. He sometimes daydreams of getting a "real job", owning a house, and raising a family like his parents did, but dismisses it as too idealistic.

Buster Baxter: Eventually gets Diagnosed with ADHD and an Adderall prescription changes his life. He starts excelling in school and fixates on a dream of becoming an indie film director. At age 14 he is diagnosed with a brain tumor, and a few weeks after his 17th birthday his dying wish is fulfilled when his ashes are sent to space². Every year that passes his friends take a little longer to remember his name.

D.W. Read: Develops symptoms of BPD and a coke addiction. At age 16 she uses a fake I.D. to get a job as a stripper until her cousin Ryder recognises her mid-lap dance. She spends a year in juvie and drops out of high school. She drops by the Read household every few months to ask for money, but the rest of the time no one knows where she is.

Fern & George Walters: Fern and George marry when they are both 18, he takes her last name. She is a stay-at-home mother raising their two young children, writing BDSM-fueled erotic fiction while the kids are at school. George keeps the bills paid with a steady office job as a software engineer and maintains a healthy work-life balance to ensure he's present for his family. They've never left Elwood and wouldn't have it any other way.

Frank Frensky: Frank (still going by "Francine") goes through an extended period of identifying as a butch lesbian before finally coming out as trans-masc. When he finally transitions it involves cutting off his family and moving out of state to start fresh. He plays drums in an underground queercore collective and self-publishes a zine featuring semi-biographical comics about a young boy growing up in Elwood.

Jenna Morgan: Disappears under mysterious circumstances. No one notices for 7 years, which then sparks a city-wide furvor as everyone tries to investigate the disappearance at once. Later found to have not actually gone anywhere.

Muffy Crosswire: Dates Frank ("Francine") for most of high school. Muffy ends the relationship when Frank comes out as trans and gets deep into TERF circles. After graduating Yale and getting her LLM in constitutional law she enters state-level politics as an openly queer Republican. She uses LGBTQ+ and Feminist talking points to advance a far-right cryptofascist agenda and is generally considered to be "one of the good ones" by both parties.

Prunella Deegan: A naturopathic wellness-coach with extensive collections of both healing crystals and cats. Her entire segment is an extended anti-vax rant with hippy aphorisms sprinkled throughout. Enthusiastically voted for Muffy.

Shelley "Binky" Barnes: His mother begins an extended affair with Pickles the Clown, leading the already-distant Mr. Barnes to file for divorce. Binky is left in his mother's care, but she soon finds him too much to handle, especially with how little he seems to respect his new step-father. He is passed around various aunts and uncles for most of his adolescent life and begins to act out at school as a result, earning him a reputation as a troublemaker. When he's sixteen he attends a house party and finds Sue Ellen alone in a room with the dead body of a boy from their class. She frantically explains that he was trying to assault her and hit his head on something after she pushed him off. Binky opts to take the fall for her, stating to police that he punched the boy in jealousy. He is sentenced to 10 years in prison for aggravated assault and 3rd degree murder. Even while in prison he maintains a close friendship - bordering on romance - with Sue Ellen, but he insists that she not wait for him because he wants her to be happy and loved. A week after his release he is arrested for armed robbery. Officers report that the suspect seemed relieved when they arrived, and said something to the effect of "I'm going home".

Sue Ellen Armstrong: Sue Ellen becomes an ardent activist in middle school and is a regular face at demonstrations and community support orgs alike all throughout high school. When she's 16 a boy tries to force himself on her at a house party and she fights him off, accidentally snapping his neck and killing him instantly. Binky perjurs himself in order to take the fall for her. As the years pass, Sue Ellen gets burned out as an activist and instead works as a graphic designer for NPOs. She continues to visit Binky in prison and considers him her one true love, though he insists they can never be because she deserves someone who can be there for her. Sue Ellen never commits to a serious relationship, but does occasionally entertain casual encounters with older, often married, men. Occasionally speedruns Virtual Goose: Unleashed on Twitch.

Third Grade Male Rat #1: Killed in an altercation after sexually assaulting Sue Ellen. Is mourned by no one.

No one.

So yeah, I think that's pretty much it. Make it hand-drawn, black-and-white, and have it on my desk in an hour kthxbi

[transmascrage]

TLOU Episode 3 and Masculinity

(Crossposted on Reddit, that's why I'm explaining that I'm trans)

I hadn't cried this hard in so long. This episode broke me in the best way.

It's not just the beautiful life Bill and Frank have together, it's how deeply I felt their first meeting. Bill being so hunched over and stiff until he realized Frank was safe to be queer and vulnerable around, and them crying because they found another person like themselves in the apocalypse.

Queer people still experience these emotions without all the zombies around, and it was so great to see happy queer people in a genre-setting where many fans assume a patriarchal and heteronormative system will be the norm, and that all civil and social rights "won't matter anymore". Lord knows how many times I've heard people say "If we were in the apocalypse, no one would respect your pronouns" like that's supposed to hurt my feelings? Bring back the attack helicopter jokes at this point.

I feel like unless you're queer yourself, you won't understand why Frank asking "Who's the girl?" and Bill replying "There is no girl" and bursting into tears says so much with few words.

Frank is testing the waters, he can tell Bill has some queerness to him (gaydar is real, it's just being able to pick up on subtle cues, and the only reason most cishet people are bad at it is becayse you need to engage with queer spaces and media to see them), but he's testing how aware Bill is of it and how he'll react to a gay man near him when he's repressed it for so long.

And Bill breaks down because he feels safe enough to do so around him, and he can tell Frank will understand why there is no girl.

And then later, Frank asking if he's ever had sex with anyone before, and Bill saying "There was a girl, a long time ago" and Frank saying "I know" made me so emotional because Frank is saying "I know you tried to fit in, and it didn't work".

And then I cried again when Frank asked him to spend their last day together. And then again when Bill decided to die with him.

Bill's message to Joel reminded me of some old queer books, like Stone Butch Blues, I read where butch lesbians defend their femme lovers, or where sensitive, femme gay men are defended by masc gay men. Not as a "simulation" of het relationships, but as a way of protecting the less vulnerable members of the community.

After all, while Bill is the one mostly protecting Frank, Frank also defends Bill when the raiders attack. He jumps in the line of fire to take him back inside and tends to his wound, saving his life. And Tess isn't just a "defendee" either, she's very capable and protects Joel and Ellie (as well as herself) in the short time we see her. Furthermore, she's never treated by Joel as just someone to protect. While he wants her to be safe, he lets her do her thing while guaranteeing her backup if she needs it.

It's like when adult queer people (the mature ones, at least) defend younger queer people with tooth and nail, because they can be really obnoxious and open about their queerness (in an endearing way, I promise!) and we won't let the world hurt our young. It's saying, "Actually, making your entire personality about being gay/trans IS a necessary part of the process, so fuck off!"

I saw someone on TikTok say episode 3 made him want to be a better man, and I think protecting the people you love is an amazing ideal of masculinity to uphold. I'm a trans man, which means I've had to analyze my view of manhood and masculinity than most cis men do, and I also think this is the conclusion I've gotten to.

Lastly, I'm actually pleasantly surprised at how the fandom took this episode! I mean yeah, there were the expected homophobic comments, but they're so cartoonishly hateful it's hard to take them seriously.

The rest of the public saying they disliked it seemed to be people who wanted the episode to be like the game, and for Joel to meet up with Bill. Which is fair, honestly (though I disagree).

The rest has been really accepting! I've seen so many cishet men saying they loved the episode and even cried watching it. It makes me hopeful that things are getting better even in fandom spaces that are traditionally homophobic, like gaming communities.

[nobloodneeded]

I started listening to Rosemary Clooney, Frank Sinatra, and my favorite Dean Martin tonight and boy did my heart get real tender. Romance just walloped me right in the gut.

A weakness of mine is Dean Martin’s song “Sway” in particular. I remember I sang it at karaoke once and the people at the bar started slow dancing and it was so nice.

I miss that, I miss romance. I miss dancing. That song is instills such an immediate yearning in me. It makes me want to slow dance at two in the morning in the kitchen, twirling someone and holding them close, their back to my front. I want to kiss their cheek while dancing, feel their heat against me.

Feelings and desires sort of just spiraled from there. 

I miss kissing the most. Real bad. I miss kissing for the sake of kissing, the pleasure of it - and only it. I’ve complained before how aggravating it was for me - before officially realizing my demi and sapphic-leaning sexuality - that kissing with my cishet male partners was always always for the sake of foreplay. It was a chore, routine. There was passion, sure, but knowing that it always led to sex bummed me out and took me away from it. 

I could kiss for hours, though. Sex is all well and good, I like it just fine - sometimes even insatiably - but it’s all about the kissing for me. 

I miss all of the different kinds and every aspect of it.

I miss that heart stutter when a person looks at my lips and back at my eyes. I miss the head lean, that offer that races my heart before I gladly accept. I miss the hesitant stroke of lips with that first chaste kiss. I miss the small sounds of compliance as it continues. I miss the feel of hands through my hair, pressure at the back of my head goading me on that I eagerly mirror. I miss stroking my thumb across a soft cheek and feeling the same against mine. I miss feeling a tongue working against mine. I miss that abandonment when everything else in the world goes blank except for the lips directly against mine, the sound of a tv droning barely above the sound of lips and rustle of clothing. I miss that breathy laugh that escapes sometimes when we take a minute to catch our breath. I miss exploring a person’s face, neck, body with my mouth. I definitely miss my neck being kissed, just one makes my mouth go dry and my body shudder. I miss my hands holding and massaging that person above me, below me, stroking gently and digging in firmly. I miss those kisses that leave me breathless and those kisses at the threshold of the door just to say goodbye and thank you. I miss those casual kisses in passing, the ones against my lips or cheek, the ones I get to place the same way. 

It’s been almost a year since I left my ex-husband, but honestly it’s probably been at least four years since I’ve felt anything like that. Realistically, I could go out and get it. Sometimes I’m inclined to. There is something that holds me back - I know what it is and I’m fine with it - I’m ultimately content to continue as I am. Sort of. 

I think I’ve grown a bit comfortable with my unrequited pining and part solitude. In my time alone, I’ve officially realized who I am and what I want - and it’s been really wonderful; content. My whole life I had tried to force myself into boxes I didn’t even realize were wrong. I figured I was a circle, when in reality I had been a triangle. All the clues were there, I just figured everyone went through what I did and I would grow out of - or rather into - my box. I bent my edges to fit into that circle and was uncomfortable and wrong the whole time without truly knowing.

I’m non-binary trans-masc. Neither and both. Too female, and proud, to be male; far too male to be female. I saw a post that fits me well in that regard: a male character written by a woman. 

I’m queer/”sapphic” and always have been. For seventeen years, I presumed I was straight. Then I thought I was bisexual because of my attraction to men and women. I realize my “attraction” to men was in fact my confusion of gender envy, wanting to BE them not be WITH them, and I have never actually been attracted to men. I remember like three years ago I saw a post that said “some lesbians don’t have a problem with dick, they have a problem with the men attached” and I went “ha ha, same!” and then realized what that might mean and being married to a man I was like “ope we’re just going to tuck that away and not reflect on that for awhile.” But it was true.

I’m ethically non-monogamous. Always have been, however my respect and loyalty within a committed relationship I have always been monogamous, despite it not being my actual mentality around dating. I’m too affectionate, too interested in what the world and its people have to offer. I understand that I cannot be one person’s world, nor should I, and similarly one person should not be my all - romantically or platonically. 

From this point forward, I’m probably only ever going to casually date people. Especially given that I am demisexual - if my partner is allo, I don’t want to “limit” them or “force” myself, and if my partner is ace I would not expect or have them go out of their comfort for me, either. I am incredibly romantic and put sincerity and my whole heart into pretty much every relationship I am in and will continue to - I do still want that “special” feeling with someone, multiple someones if that happens to come to pass, though it is not my intention to seek it. If it happens, it happens, if it doesn’t, it doesn’t. 

Oof, i derailed my own tender-hearted post. Back to the matter at hand, I’m whiny and sad and miss kisses because damn it, I am far too good of a kisser to have gone unkissed for this long lmao. 

[vorcotec]

jane discourse: didn’t help frank with his lab coat so really the entire fascist regime thing is Her fault, just like how lesbians not coddling men in real life is the source of all that is wrong with the world 😔

dude this is literally true actually. jane caused fascism by not giving frank a kiss on the forehead every day and telling him what a smart boy he is :( lesbians are such heartless masc-privilege-having oppressors