me when the emotionally repressed character is revealed to have had something happen in their childhood that was completely out of their control but changed them in a way they can never come back from

You will consistently have a specific variety of interaction with cis people who are so very attached to the cissexual pretense that isn't just policing you and your "self" and self-expression, but also a demonstration of the binary prison they've confined themselves to.

EX: telling your mother you need a new wallet.

I frequently go on a walk during my lunch hour and will get myself an americano on the way back to the office. I don't like having to carry a purse or a clutch or whathaveyou while I go for a walk. It's clunky. I just want to slip my card or wallet in my pocket and go for a walk and pick up a coffee on my way back.

So, I tell my mother that I'm trying to find a quality RFID wallet that is no bigger than a cell phone and includes a coin pocket, at least 6 card slots, an ID window, and at least 1 bill compartment and one side slide. No zippers. Her response?

"So you want a men's wallet?"

She's on to something. "Women's wallets" often don't provide all those features common in "men's wallets," features which I listed. But that doesn't mean finding a "women's wallet" with all those features is impossible. In fact, there's no such thing as a "women's wallet." But her follow-up?

"You're a woman; you should want a women's wallet, a clutch, or a purse."

Who says? How many times do I have to tell you that a purse or a clutch is inconvenient for my lifestyle? I don't want it. But you know what's gonna happen? She's going to gift me a purse because "it's just going to be so much easier and useful for you." No. You're just uncomfy with the idea of your child (afab) carrying around what you think "should" belong exclusively to (cis) men. And you suffer from a lack of creativity.

The realest part of the Barbie Movie was when Barbie was like "okay but what if this hurts his feelings? what if this makes him sad? :(" after Ken stole her house, stole her car, and stole her agency, because as a woman you still have to second guess everything you do on the assessment of whether it might hurt a man's feelings.

And then that apprehension was proven right one million times over by the entire Conservative Internet Manosphere pissing and shitting and screaming themselves hoarse over Barbie daring to hurt a man's feelings.

American trans men prior to the mid 20th century were like. I’m going to get into shootouts with the sheriff. I’m going to date 5 women at once. I’m going to drive a stage coach at 60 mph. I will be a menace to society. And I will be so sexy and cool while doing it.

j… jesus oppa ;____;

I can’t explain what blue eye samurai makes me feel…….its a typical revenge story, a man sets out on his hero’s journey to kill the four men who have wronged him. A lone ronin, wide brimmed hat and sword in hand, roaming Edo Japan on his vendetta. But he’s not a man. He’s a woman. And how has he been wronged? What’s she getting revenge on?

On the fact that she exists. She wants revenge on the four white men that could possibly have conceived her. Who got her Japanese mother pregnant with a blue-eyed child. And not just any blue-eyed child, but a girl child. How is she possibly supposed to live in the world like that? For the wrong of being conceived, for the wrong of being born, for the wrong of being birthed into a world that will never love or accept her, she will kill her father.

I don’t know what level of convoluted self hate that is. Is she a child of rape? Or a child of a whore? Halfway through I realise what she told herself at the start couldn’t possibly be true - it’s not really for her mother. Her mother wasn’t the root of her vendetta, she wasn’t really doing it for her. When she leaves that farm and leaves the chance to live a simple, legitimate life as a woman, she goes right back to hunting down the men. Those men personally wronged her.

And then there’s so much to be discussed surrounding the way she grew up, because as a boy child and a man she can afford so much more than life has dealt her. Her swordfather who took her in out of the love and care in his heart had no shame in teaching a mixed man his art. The face of a ‘demon’ is fine. But not the identity of a woman. Shh. Don’t say it. Don’t confess. He knows and doesn’t want to hear it.

And because she’s lived that way her entire life for safety and security, she’s so completely alienated from being a woman, perhaps she really is he. But not really by choice. Or is it? The thing she does best is the art of killing, the art of men. Gender is a prison and gender is a performance and she has to choose which to perform. The times cannot reconcile hatred and violence with a woman. So she lives as a man.

So she can get revenge on her father, for revenge on herself.

sequel no one asked for

part 1

gay ass dialogue 😭😭😭 what do you mean ANNOYING SECRET SMILE LMAOOO be serious for ONCE man

give it up for year 3

on principle opposed to describing art i dislike as 'masturbatory' because even though it's an alluringly contemptuous word to sneer it's impossible to reconcile with my pro-masturbation stance

As someone who grew up in a household where men were never allowed to show affection, let alone to another man, from fear of being seen as weak.............

These forehead touches between friends/bros are so healing to me. Please, we need more of this. Platonic affection between men is beautiful, and I wish I had grown up with it.

"Butch women being treated poorly is evidence of anti masculinity" that is literally misogyny. It's just misogyny. Women being hated for being masculine is part and parcel of the misogynistic systems of domination that keep women oppressed.

This Post Was Made By A Transsexual Woman. Any Feminism That Excludes Trans People Is Fundamentally Useless.

so hypothetically, what if we were late to the party because you were wearing the prettiest outfit and i couldn't keep my hands off you? you were so easy to just pin to the wall, and i licked and sucked at your neck, down to your collarbone until little pinkish marks appeared. you made the most gorgeous sounds, soft and high and desperate. and when i snuck a hand under your underwear, i felt how soaked you were. pearly slick webbed over my fingers. delicious. but oh look at the time. we have to go now, baby. looks like you're gonna have to wait till we get back home for me to take care of the throbbing between your thighs.

Nice place to pass a good time, eh, chère? GAMBIT & ROGUE | X-Men '97 1.01 "To Me, My X-Men"

Klapollo shenanigans..