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hecateisalesbian · 9 months ago
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America is attacking trans people, but they are also attacking indigenous people. They don’t want people to know that we are still alive, and we still carry our culture. Say Nex Benedict’s name, and say it loud. But not just because they were trans. But because they were Two Spirited aswell. Native Americans are perhaps some of the most widely ignored, forgotten, and hated POC community in America, and it’s unfair because this was our land until you forced us out of our homes and into small camps. Please, support local POC communities. Buy from Indigenous owned businesses. And don’t let anyone forget about Nex Benedict.
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bamfwizard · 8 months ago
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as a transmasc minor in a US state where we are very explicitly unwelcome by government standards, let's talk about Nex Benedict.
(apologies for a very scrambled rant but I have many. many. things to say. please read TWs)
I am SO UPSET because I have not seen a SINGLE PERSON talking about the update in his case. The rage and frustration and grief on my fyp died within a week or so. I am still so, so mad. And today's update made me 10x even angrier.
Nex Benedict's death was self-inflicted. But let's not pretend it's not worth talking about. Let's not blame it on the "trans mental illness", let' blame it on the BULLIES. Let's blame it on the INSUFFICIENT TRANS HEALTHCARE SYSTEM. Let's blame it on the state of Oklahoma beinga douchebag to trans minors. Let's blame it on how SUFFOCATING it is to live as a trans youth in this country. Every few weeks, I watch as another state falls to hate and discrimination. I hear about more murd3rs of trans women, more 0verdoses, more deaths. I am scared of EVERYONE and EVERYTHING because I don't know who the disease that is transphobia has infected. I am scared of being beat up in a bathroom or harassed at work or school or my government taking my future possibility of finding true joy and freedom away.
And let's not forget the negligence of police at the face of a hate crime. I hope that tonight, their pillows are warm and they lay awake, feeling the blood on their hands. There is blood on their hands. I wish the same for everyone who stood by as Nex was bullied, beaten, and ignored to the point of breaking. This needs to be a wake up call to anyone who hasn't seen the effects of transphobia in systems of government, in schools, in the police system.
If you are trans, especially trans youth, I love you. We will power through. Nex is not a sign of the end for us, but hopefully, an end for them. Become active in your local trans spaces. Speak out. Speak up. You are alive, you are breathing, and we cannot let them take that. Transphobia will not win.
I have more thoughts, but my heart just can't right now. Stick it to the man. ACAB. Trans rights. Remember Nex Benedict.
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dianneking · 1 year ago
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On being a shapeshifter for safety reasons
(at least that's what I call myself)
TW: mentions of judging people based on appearance, hate crimes, catcalling, fluidity in gender expression, social disparity, privilege.
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What do you mean people don't shift depending on what the occasion calls for?
Oh this is not judging people for their looks. That's about letting people prejudice manipulate them for me so that I can be safer or be left alone, or to avoid that my very existence gets questioned.
Imagine I have to take a train, okay? First of all I want to be comfy but apart from that, I need to take other things into account.
Is it a day train? I can present as either masc or femme, no big deal there. But if it is a night train, you can bet my binder will be on and my face will be frowny and I'll pull my cap lower to hide my features better. I'll put my earphones on but without any music. I'll walk fast to a seat and don't look around. Nothing to see here. Just another guy traveling. Not worth a second glance.
Is it an expensive train? I don't want the ticket inspector to check my id three times so I'll put on a button up and a blazer and maybe even put make up on. I'll look like a businesswoman who could own his ass and sue it to the moon if he so much as tries to get a word in. Safer to look expensive, just like all the other expensively travellers.
But if I am taking a cheap train, the train where people sleep because their working shifts have worn them out, the trains that smell of unrest and injustice and resentment against the people in power, then it's gonna be a baggy t-shirt for me and worn sneakers and I'll let my tired face show too.
Blending in, staying safe. 
Is this sad? Maybe. Maybe I should be fighting to be able to express myself regardless of setting. But the reality is, I don't want my face in the news.
You see it way too often. The violence against someone that could be me. AFAB, queer, young, different. Someone deciding your existence is a threat, or that you owe them something. A smile. A chat. More. *Shudder* 
I am already extremely privileged and I know that. Not everyone can do this. Not everyone can shift. The color of my skin helps me. The fact that I can to a point blend into the surroundings helps me. The fact that I live in a generally safe country is a privilege. I acknowledge it and I am grateful for it. 
I love shifting. I love to be able to change. I wouldn't (pardon the pun) change anything about it. But sometimes I wish I could do it only out of pleasure and not out of fear.
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All of these are me and I am all of these and much more.
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tranzdragon · 2 months ago
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I know that I'm not totally knowledgeable about this, but you should look up the information regarding the police murdering 6 indigenous people since Augst 29th. I could only find anything about 6, but I'm not from Canada nor am I an indigenous person. I could have missed something. I'll post this link here too. Feel free to share add your own.
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cupcake-complains · 1 year ago
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TW: gun violence, death by gun, antisemitism, hate crimes, murder, mass murder
The man who killed 11 people in the Tree of Life synagogue in 2018 has been sentenced to death by unanimous decision. I hope all of the families, friends, neighbors, survivors, and all else affected by this can finally find some peace. Let’s think of them today and remember to continue to fight against antisemitism.
The people killed were Rose Mallinger, Bernice Simon and her husband, Sylvan Simon, brothers David Rosenthal and Cecil Rosenthal, Dan Stein, Dr. Jerry Rabinowitz, Joyce Fienberg, Melvin Wax, Irving Younger, and Richard Gottfried. Dan Leger and Andrea Wedner, Mallinger’s daughter, survived the attack. Remember them.
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relaxxattack · 2 years ago
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keep seeing posts about brianna. seeing them makes me feel sick but i don’t know what i could even possibly do about it. most posts i’ve seen are screaming for justice, which i agree is deserved, but every time i see pictures of her all i can think is that this should never have happened in the first place. she looked so sweet and she was so young. justice, yes, obviously, but fuck. the fact that we can’t bring her back kills me. the fact that two children younger than her felt they had the authority to end her life and take her away from her family is completely unfathomable to me. how sick can they be to be able to do something like that? justice for brianna, but the fact that this happened is terrifying, devastating, and sickening. i just wish it had never happened, and i wish we could sign petitions to somehow reverse time, not fucking beg the uk pigs to take this crime seriously
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pinkantagonist · 1 year ago
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someone defaced all the pride stickers and pride flags that are hanging up outside the animal shelter I volunteer at.
apparently this happened at a bunch of local businesses in my city.
doesn’t matter if you live in a liberal area I guess… it’s getting scary out there for us. Stay safe everyone.
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obsessivefangirl · 2 years ago
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Here’s a title for that ask game!
“Gone, Gone, Grenade”
aaaaAAAAA I HAVE A PERFECT IDEA
Ok! Monsterkind has been freed by Frisk. However, the paradise they always wished for isn't as beautiful as they believed.
Yes, the world is beautiful. However, monsters feel unsafe because of humans. There have been threats and monsters have been heavily discriminated against, even with rallies against them. However, aside from a couple hate crimes, no one has acted on it.
... until now.
Everyone is living their lives. One second everyone's happy. The next second, panic runs across the streets.
Some terrorists had attacked a part of a city where monsters were the highest percentage. About 40% monsters. This place was a safe space, where all the racist humans moved out, only leaving allies. Monsters feel safer together.
Which is why it's a perfect place to attack.
They used guns and fire, but their favorite weapon were grenades, which they threw at or into houses.
For 15 minutes, all hell is loose, until the terrorists are taken down or fled. 3 of them were captured, but they all got off with only a couple months and a hefty fine (5k-20k)
Sadly, our heroes lived there.
Undyne and Alphys were out on a date, Sans was conning people with his hot dog stands, and Flowey hid under the soil.
Toriel, Asgore, Papyrus and Frisk was in the attack. Frisk was hospitalized, and passes away in the hospital days later. Asgore survived, but barely.
Sans, Alphys, Undyne, and Asgore are there to pick up the pieces of their shattered lives. They each learn how to survive without those they were always near. Alphys made them a bunk to hide in, and the two girlfriends kept each other stable. Alphys was the only one keeping Undyne from tracking down the killers and taking their lives.
Undyne rallies up monsters and humans to make their own version of the royal guards to keep them safe.
Eventually, although they are still hurt, everyone is able to wake up again and continue with their lives.
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Except Sans.
Sans lost everything. He lost his brother, he lost his best friend, he lost someone he saw as a niecephew, and he lost all hope in humanity. He has nothing to live for anymore.
Slowly, he has to learn to live without them, find joy and happiness again, and maybe, eventually, he'll find forgiveness in himself.
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so the other day, i had to deal with transphobia at a hospital i was at and tbh it didnt really bother me that much apart from the way i had to react to it. and i cant stop thinking about that.
for context, i dont pass. im a trans dude, but i dont look like a dude so im used to being misgendered and i dont normally correct people.
so when the receptionist was confused, it was like routine bullshit. i was happy to deal with it, but my mom ended up having to because if i had stood up for much longer, id have collapsed because I'm ✨disabled✨.
and while my mom was trying to calmly explain it, the receptionist very loudly outed me to the entire waiting room. which you know, not fun. she was also not subtle about her finding me weird and a freak which you know, not fun.
but then she made the active choice to fuck up my name in the system. she could have just deadnamed me, but instead she decided to put my dead middle name (which is a feminine name) into my current name instead.
so thanks to that, i was then misgendered the whole time and deadnamed and it confused literally every member of staff. pretty sure it also confused the system which led to me having to wait longer which you know, not fun.
that wouldnt have bothered me if i hadnt been sent to the hospital as emergency because i have a condition that can lead to total vision loss, and also can be caused by or lead to a stroke. like death was on the table.
and then after that fiasco, my mom headed to the car to get a drink as we (me and my brother) waited to be called. and when we were, i got to interact with another transphobic receptionist which you know, not fun.
she called my name and when i went up, she made it very clear that she did not believe me that my name was kai. she was condescending to me and was clearly trying to catch me in a lie . it was incredibly uncomfortable and honestly it was scary.
and what i hate the most about it is that i couldnt react.
the minute i react negatively, im suddenly the crazed trans person who will call the police on you if you use the wrong pronouns.
i cant get angry; i cant firmly correct them; i cant show any excessive emotion. i had to stand there and calmly react to their microaggressions.
my mom and brother got angry on my behalf. they corrected people, they complained, they made it clear that they were not going to tolerate transphobia aimed toward me. and i love them for doing that for me, but i hate the fact that i cant do it.
they can be angry about it because theyre cis.
no one is going to look at them and say oh see all cis people are crazed and unstable.
but me? if I react negatively, i risk making the situation worse and confirming their bias and hence causing problems for other trans folks.
im the one being hate crimed, im the one being discriminated against, and im the one who has to be calm and diplomatic about it.
its such an insidious form of transphobia. i felt so powerless, it was terrifying. and i felt like my only choice was diplomacy because at the end of the day, im at a hospital for something that can kill me. i cant risk being kicked out or accused of faking it or anything like that. i was fucking trapped.
and i just cant stop thinking about it now.
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hecateisalesbian · 9 months ago
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Two trans teenagers deaths. This is the future that our world is creating. Protect children until it’s children you believe don’t deserve to live. News outlets and social media is quieting the deaths of these two souls. Leaving out details and fabricating lies. Yell their names to everyone who will listen. Nex Benedict and Brianna Ghey.
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writerofweird · 7 months ago
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I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry.
So, yes, you were expecting to sprout wings and flap through a pair of golden gates, not sink into the pit where I live. I may not be human, but I know humans, at least, I thought I did. I may have tentacles, but I know what it would feel like to have hands and feet. Every song created and performed by humanity is stuck in my head, with my brain being an organic jukebox.
Nobody believes in me, no-one knows my name, no-one knows this God, so one day, I thought I'd crawl beneath a small town that seemed for all the world like the real version of Moralton - yes, I can recite every word of every episode of Moral Orel, I told you I know what humans create - and I'd pose as their God. Just so someone would do something I say.
I wouldn't be a loud booming voice shaking the very cosmos, rather a little suggestion within their minds. Bring a bag of dead insects to the woods and I'll make it a sunny day. Bury some fish heads and your picnic will be a pleasant one.
What I didn't tell anyone was to kill any humans. So when a resident of that town killed you in the name of their God, some loophole or other meant they killed you in the name of me, and...well...here you are.
I'm so sorry this had to happen. I'm so sorry you had to die for being who you are.
Sit with me. This isn't the heaven you were expecting but I'll make it heaven. I'll grant you your heart's desire. I'll use whatever power I had to create for you a beautiful home, to feed you with your favourite foods, and to give you the best seat in the house as I rise and destroy the people who laughed at your demise.
It turns out when you die you don’t face your own God, but instead face the God of whomever or whatever killed you.
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puckspoetry · 5 months ago
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POV: you wake up from a mouse bite induced coma
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cowboylexapro · 9 months ago
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look at my doctors dawg im gonna die
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boabel · 3 months ago
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this is so shit i need [remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health] mouse bites to live
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helenmarie95 · 5 months ago
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Some Pride Month Reflections for 2024
TW: gun violence, hate crimes
Hi all,
I've written a long post on my site regarding pride on the eighth anniversary of the Pulse nightclub tragedy. I hope you'll take some time to read it and reflect with me. I discuss some hard topics, but there is still some positivity to be found.
I personally found it cathartic to gather my thoughts in this way.
I have also uploaded an audio version of this post to my YouTube channel if you fancy that format instead.
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pansyboybloom · 9 months ago
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as a teacher, reading about nex makes me fucking furious because I've seen that hate in the students I've taught. people who say young people aren't bigoted and once the old fucks die off the world will be perfect have no idea how cruel children can be when influenced by society's bigotry. while working with 8th grade, i had multiple situations of children harassing lgbt students, screaming slurs at black students, and mocking disabled, especially autistic, students. i was misgendered and degendered by these kids daily without them even knowing i was trans or gay, just that i was a feminine man. i had to dress hyper-masculine to have a smidgen of respect, and god forbid i let my disability show.
but what sticks with me the most when thinking about nex is when i had to intervene when a child proudly announced that she would murder her baby if they were trans (specifically nonbinary) because nb people were freaks, fully aware the person sitting next to her was trans. when i tried to intervene, i was disciplined because i was 'teaching my personal politics'.
this is what our schools look like. when people say they cant believe these girls could do this, i shake my head because, to me, it's no wonder nex is no longer with us. nex was a child with intersecting minority identities. our society is cruel and bigoted, and it is influencing our children. we HAVE to fix society because until we do, kids will stay cruel and kids will keep dying
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