Daaron On The Mind.... It's Infectous

reblog this if your account is a safe space for polyamorous and non-monag people or is owned by someone who is polyamorous or non-monogamous

op is a monogamous person who felt they haven't seen enough posts acknowledging this part of the queer community outside of non-monogamous circles and blogs

trans men are trans. if you hate trans men, you are transphobic.

if this is difficult for you to parse, start from the beginning of this post and read it again until you digest it.

you can try to 4D chess yourself into thinking it's okay to hate trans men and that somehow doesn't make you transphobic, but you're being transphobic by definition whether or not you think you are, and nobody fucking cares whether or not you think you're transphobic: you are.

sick of seeing hate thrown towards “baby gays.” let them wear rainbows. let them wear their pride flags like capes. let them make jokes about their identity and talk about it all the time. let them wear tails and puppy ears. let them do what is constantly deemed as “cringe.” let them be excited about finally being able to express their true selves. they deserve it. we all deserve it.

do you actually care about trans men or do you relegate male pregnancy to the status of "gross but funny fanfiction trope" at best and "literal body horror" at worst? do you actually care about trans men or have you accepted without question the ideas that bottom growth is a borderline-torturously painful process and phalloplasty is a dangerous surgery with objectively unsatisfactory results because they confirm your implicit assumptions about the violence and horror of masculinization? do you actually care about trans men or do you think testosterone being a controlled substance is fair because you prioritize fairness in sports more highly than transmasculine lives? do you actually care about trans men or do you distance yourself from us as we transition and make half-joking comments about us being traitors because you view transmasculinity as a shift from ally to enemy? do you actually care about trans men or do you get mad at us when we read transmasculine experiences into female characters because you see it as an act of theft and believe transmasculinity is inherently less valuable than womanhood? do you actually care about trans men or is your first thought when you see a transition timeline about how pretty the "before" picture is? do you actually care about trans men or does your interest in our lives begin and end with how badly you want a boypussy to fuck?

do we exist to you as real people or only in theory? do you read the stories we tell, listen to the music we make? how many of us can you name? when we speak, do you listen? would you fight for us? do you trust us to know ourselves best? are you our friend? do you mourn us when we're gone? do you care for us while we're still here?

Good morning faggots, dykes, and transsexuals

The homosexual longing for hair dye

do u remember when the wider feminist position on gendered sport was that we should abolish it, and that women's accomplishments can be measured side by side (& indeed, neck and neck) with men's? what the fuck happened to that? (*whispering* i know what happened. it was the terf movement.)

reading progressive sex ed caricatures with accurate and detailed and realistic diagrams of sexual organs + shows their variation, but all i can think about is how there is no discussion of what srs is besides the fact that it exists

meowki fought for trans kids worldwide until his last breathe (rip meowki you will be missed)

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Michi, who ran away from home and even faked her death when she was sixteen. Michi, who when asked would say the crazy cat lady who took her in off the streets, yet only viewed her as yet another stray kitten, was her only family. Michi who was once hit with a forever potion and left in that cabin in the woods to rot, staring blankly at the walls waiting for the voice in her head to return, to give her orders, to give her direction.

Michi who as she laid there, on the wooden floors of the cabin much like a broken doll cast aside, called out for her twin. Her twin who shouted from the window at her not to come back when she slammed their old front door for the last time. Her twin who threw rocks at the Mei'fwa scouts who tried sabotaging his sister's cookies, because he'd 'always' have her back after all.

Michi who's body had been found six months after death, while decomposed it was untouched, because even the rats in the hell hole of a cabin didn't want her.