#queer positive

[transcendragon]

Decided to fix some transphobic posts @fixing-bad-posts style. I find it the most therapeutic thing I can do when I run into transphobia in the wild. I put image descriptions in the alt text. Note: the “try testosterone” post was screenshotted on a different post and I edited that post screenshotted it.

All photos used are my own, image descriptions in alt text.

[queer-ragnelle]

a ship doesn’t have to meet any criteria to be valid.

[big-fruit-of-the-forest]

Ponk

[missgowgow]

I need to make a “don’t make me tap the sign” meme for queer discourse, how many times do we need to tell people that it’s okay to not describe yourself as queer but that:

a. many people, including myself, find it a much more comfortable label, especially in surface-level conversations where you don’t wanna explain exactly why you prefer the label bisexual over pansexual for your own identity and how it relates to your ever-expanding understanding of gender and how that factors into your attraction but actually both labels are equally valid, or why you identify as genderqueer but still use the pronouns associated with your assigned sex at birth, or that yes you present as very cishet but you’re aroace and wow I thought this was monday morning small talk but now we’re doing a brief history lesson on asexuals and queer history

b. lots of people only ever heard queer in a positive context and heard gay, lesbian, fag, dyke, etc. used as insults. my first introduction to the term queer was in my first introduction to the idea of queer history. my first introduction to gay and lesbian were hushed scandalized whispers and my first introduction to bisexual was a generic movie joke about cheating liars. in my head, queer is tied to the idea of us always existing as a community that fought for each other. if we’re going off of what words have never been used to hurt people, there would be no words left so just let people choose what they want for themselves

c. lots of people act like lgbt/lgbt+ just means gay or lesbian, we barely pay attention to the b or t except to yell at them (especially trans people my god) and the + community might as well not exist. using queer often is a way to prioritize all identities equally

(note: if that’s not your experience with lgbt, I’m genuinely happy for you. I’m glad you don’t have that baggage and if you prefer me to refer to you and your personal community as lgbt I will, but respect my preference to be called queer too please)

I’m not denying the genuine reasons some people have to be against the term queer, but the reasonable accommodation for that discomfort is to ask people to not refer to you as queer, to ask your close friends to not use the word around you if it’s a trigger for you, and to do the internal work to understand that when other people in the community use it, they have chosen to do so for reasons that make sense to them.

[your-gay-grandma]

i need everyone to know that community is what will save us all in every single way imaginable. you forming a bond with your neighbour or coworker might help them move house or feel less alone or have the courage to leave an unhealthy living environment. you helping a stranger might provide them with hope. in turn, being able to lean on your community in times of need will save you. your broader bonds with your community are the revolution we need. our society seeks to divide and separate us in so many ways but we are all so much more united in our struggles and joys than you are made to believe. we need to hold onto each other very tightly.

[chaoticrei]

Like/reblog if you think that you don't need to medically transition to be transgender

[mild-goth-sauce]

An informational comic I drew last year for my Comics 2 class, reposting it to my new account (had to jump ship from the old one unfortunately) with some minor grammar changes and learned my lesson in adding watermarks! Happy early pride :)

[benjaminallhope-fulltimemind]

just a handy little info chart on the spectrums of sexuality.

/Edit: I forgot to give credit this is a screenshot from a video made by a content creator called Lily Orchard you should check her channel out it's amazing

[lgbtqtext]

[a-thread-of-green]

I've spent the last two weeks speedrunning coming out as a trans woman to my coworkers, extended family, and the assorted friends I'd collected through Facebook and I've been shocked and overwhelmed by how enthusiastically supportive cis women have been in particular. After doomscrolling through TERF shit for the past year, I'd become convinced that cis women tended towards distrust of trans women, with a significant percentage actively vitriolic. But, time and time again, I've received effusive praise from the cis women I come out to. Not just progressive women either: Christian Facebook-moms from Texas have been enormously supportive. I've gotten some support from cis men too, but nothing nearly as passionate, and they've been the source of all the awkward avoidance or disgusted looks I've experienced. It makes complete sense: cis women generally like being women, and most of them like it a lot, so why wouldn't they celebrate somebody else becoming like them? This really drives home how dishonest TERFism is: they present themselves as the voice of women, but really they're just a regressive minority, distorting the issues to lead people away from their inclination towards love and acceptance.

[my-castles-crumbling]

Tbh my favorite part of pride month is saying “AND DURING PRIDE MONTH TOO?” at every slight inconvenience.

[silvermoon424]

Omg this is SUCH a grandma thing. She’s totally okay with them being queer, she’s just upset that she can’t feed them her world-famous ham.

“Honey, you’re so thin! Are you eating enough at home? I really don’t agree with this whole ‘vegetarian’ thing, I’m worried about my grandbaby not getting enough protein!!!”

[bizarreaizen]

real homies respect trans people! /gen

[queer-ecopunk]

So, I'm trans. And several years ago, I was at my great grandfather's funeral. 17, newly on T, barely out to anyone other than my close friends and family. And I'm standing there at the refreshment's table, surrounded by strangers and members of my family's church, when George walks up to me.

This man is ancient, bent like a finger and frail. Tufts of white hair surround his wrinkled face. Like always, he's wearing thick glasses, massive hearing aids, and his veteran's hat. George was my first introduction to the concept of war, when he told me as a child why he was missing two fingers on his hand. He's been a fixture at church since I can remember. I've only ever seen him at there or in uniform at parades, the rest of his time spent in a nursing home somewhere. He picks up a deviled egg and says, in his quiet voice,

"You know, before your grandfather died, he told me that now he had 3 grandsons."

I'm frozen in place. I don't know what to say to that, if I should say anything at all. This is not a conversation I expected to have, especially not with this man. But he continues.

"I didn't know what he meant! So he explained it to me."

And I can imagine it. My great grandfather, uninformed and opinionated but supportive, explaining to his friend the news he barely understood himself over after-service coffee and cookies. His eldest grandchild was now a boy.

"And, you know, I didn't know what to think."

Here, George looks me up and down. This 90-something year old war veteran, who knew me mostly as the little girl playing in the church kitchen with his wife, processing what my great grandfather had really meant. It feels like a long pause, even thought it probably passed in a second.

"But you look good. So, eh!"

And then he smiled, shrugged, and walked away without another word. If I was fine, if I was happier, then that's all that mattered.

George passed away this week, at the age of 99. This memory has been bouncing around in my head for a while, but I wasn't sure if or how I should share it. It was a conversation that meant very little, but also meant the world. It was scary, and funny, and the moment when I realized that sometimes the people you least expect will accept you. Sometimes, even if they don't fully understand, even if they barely know you, someone will choose to support you. And that will always matter.

[gor3sigil]

If you're all about body positivity but make fun of men with hairline receiding or bald, fat, with a beer belly etc, no you're not.

Pretty sick and tired of seeing people laugh and trash men who are not tall skinny queer looking white dudes and be like "everyone is beautiful" in the same breath.