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touch-starved-apprentice · 1 year

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I wanna be so feminine that people stop assuming that I’m a fully cis woman and just loop back around to “third, worse thing.” I wanna be feminine presenting in an uncomfortable way. I want to be so girl it’s not girl anymore and it’s ethereal and otherworldly and eldritch and threatening. if people wanna refer to me by she/her I want them to do it with uncertainty bc they don’t know if I should even be referred to at all. I want my presence to instill dread and yet undeniable attraction into the hearts of those who perceive me. I want people to be afraid to look me in the eyes for too long bc they might go mad. I want people to want to run when they see me but freeze because they know running will only provoke me. I want people to genuinely believe that I am an old god who woke from a long slumber and took a vaguely human form to learn about modern human society and thus trying to place me into a human-gender-box-thing won’t work.

#not otome #she they #they she #demigirl #nonbinary #girlflux #demigirlflux #demigirlflux?#genderqueer #gender shit #gender shenanigans

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susiesrottenroom · 4 months

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welcome to my blog…

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tw: sh, ed, possibly triggering subjects in poetry… I have ocd, bpd and bvlimi4. which i will post about!!

Hai ^_^ im susie.. well not really but thats who you’ll know me as!! I use they/she prns!

I like:

music, drawing, painting, bugs, g0r3, and poetry, old (ish) movies, and blogging

my fav bands: lc! the smiths, le tigre, the cure, the cranberries, girlpool, heavenly, american football, elliott smith, lovejoy, wilbur soot, bikini kill, camp cope, crystal castles, dazey and the scouts, hole, mom jeans. ,mommy long legs, x-ray spex, pavement, the beths, the front bottoms, weezer and the skin cells. in no particular order, props to if you read through all that.. almost my entire spotify following.

About me: Teen, artist, twitter micro celeb/j, goth, radical feminist (terf h8r), american (yikes.) , mixed race, cd collector (too poor for vinyl), mediocre writer, fav color? light pink… though I wear all black :3

ED stats: sw 142 cw 112 gw 85 ugw 79

DNI IF: racist, homophobic, ableist, pro Israel government, triggered easily by topics in my blog!!

my profile looks best viewed in goth/rave

thanks 4 reading ^_^

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jasmine-angel · 8 months

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im gonna say it on here bc it’s safer than my other socials atm. i don’t think im trans (fully). i was dead sure for 9? years. i feel like i am losing a part of myself - i am ACTUALLY gaining something but idk my heart is breaking a bit.

i was on T for 2 and a half years. i was gonna get top surgery (and decided not to for diff reasons). i changed my name. the sex on my passport is M. like. i was SO SURE.

now after all this time i’ve finally been unpacking shit in therapy and also learning about autism. and … yeah. i fucked up lmao.

it is entirely on me, i chose to do all i did and i chose to get done what i did. i consented to everything and i do not regret it. i just feel like… let down. that i wasn’t offered the support i needed earlier to understand myself and how i would feel more comfortable.

i am happy w a lot of T changes! like super happy. it made me feel like my own person. but.. yeah.

i think i would consider myself agender but i dont wanna say i identify that way bc its less of an identity and more of just my general understanding of gender. i have never understood gender. probably an autism thing! but i just DONT GET IT. i dont know how it is meant to ‘feel’ or how u even know which one u fit in.

since i was a child i just couldn’t grasp gender like everyone else and i guess that’s why i transitioned bc i never felt like a real girl. but then i didnt ‘feel’ like a boy either. and then i decided to come out as nonbinary but idk. i never ‘felt’ like that either.

to make matters more complicated, my abusive ex stepdad would bully and belittle me for being afab. he made me HATE being born how i was. the csa i felt was only because of my being born this way. no wonder i wanted to get away from it all. i refused to believe he could have an impact like that when i was 16 or so and people were suggesting it. it made me feel even more out of control. all i wanted was to be in charge of my body for once. transitioning felt like getting that control back (one of the reasons im so grateful for it).

in an ideal world gender wouldn’t exist n we would all just utilise hormones and surgery to feel good in our skin much like any other affirming surgeries.

for now i will use they/she pronouns. but idc really. gender is confusing and unimportant to me. i care more for aesthetics lmao ..

i hope this makes some sense n if anyone resonates with it plz dm me :,) i feel quite alone currently. i know it’s a very odd experience but i hope someone somewhere gets it.

#autism #gender #lgbt #they she #agender #jaz rambles about gender #to an audience of no-one #jasper rambles #trauma #trauma and gender #afab #csa mention

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disabledprincesses · 2 years

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As its pride month, heres something I wrote about how I feel as a she/they

My gender is grandmother, meaning: yea its feminine and yea it usually means i have a vagina and boobs and im okay with it, but also im so old and tired of everything including gender so its like a shrug in pink.

My gender is the mushrooms you find and everyone says theyre beautiful and pretty and cute and yes theyre those things but theres also so much more than just pretty.

My gender is when people call a ship "she" when yea you can see it as a she, but its not a woman.

My gender is a pink dress, genderless fabric dyed in a color to hold a shape of a womans body but at the end of the day its fucking fabric, it doesnt have a gender.

My gender is like a bird with eyeliner and a pink beak, it may be feminine and beautiful and youll always say she but the bird doesnt know gender, all it knows is to be.

My gender is the color pink, a beautiful shade created of red and white and possibly blue, simply one piece of the light spectrum that we can see that creates the image of everything we deem as feminine, motherly, kind, and of women, however it is not a woman itself. It is one piece of a huge spectrum of light and to see it as feminine is only a small part of what it actually is.

A rose doesnt grow that way to be a girlie object, it simply grows that way and lets the people around it be happy giving it meaning. Only the rose knows its true meaning and what it is.

#not disability related #lgbt #lgbt pride #pride #demigirl #she they #they she #nonbinary #nb #gay #poetry #gender #gender identity #tw genital mention #tw vagina #tw breasts

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leonkennedyirl · 1 year

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Mikaela Reid with the lesbian and demigirl flag.

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redacted-lewd-blog · 1 year

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This one is in celebration of 5 months on HRT 🎉 🏳️‍⚧️ Yayyyy!! I have never felt more like myself and I hope to continue on that path in 2023 😚

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eos-dazzle · 3 months

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tw // vent, self image issues

i don't think I'd ever be able to have an eating disorder, because I do not have self control and it would affect my loved ones, at least the ones who realize, a lot of stress. but oh how i wish i could be thinner and prettier. i dont like my body and i dont think that woulf help but i cant help but feel like- i would love myself more if i was thinner, or my partner would love my body more, or the world would accept my whole identity more.

#tw vent #vent #aaaaaa #idk how to use tumblr tags #they she

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blxck-parade · 2 years

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i think everyone, regardless of gender identity, should try drag at least once

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ssunshine-readss · 1 year

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Their the best :)

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sonch · 9 months

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you know how there's this thing with boys and girls take off their shirts in a different way? like girls take off the sleeves first, and boys just pull it over their heads? me being a non binary person learning both ways to become the SUPREME non binary person

#non binary #nonbinary #gender #nb #enby #they them #they she #they her #she they #nonbinary positivity #pride #pride month #non binary pride

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7voidfemme7 · 1 year

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I keep forgetting i have a tumblr so here's some selfie spam from the past couple of months

#lgbtq #nonbinary #sapphic #tattoos #homoflexible #they them #they she #black femme #femmes #femininity #femme4both #genderfluid

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jetlame · 10 months

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Introduction because why not

Hi. I’m Jet (or Ayla) and I go by they/she pronouns. I am 17 years old, and some of my interests include philosophy (specifically absurdism and stoicism), criminal psychology, forensics, writing (poetry, songwriting, and journaling), horror, reading, and playing bass.

Some of my favourite bands are Megadeth, The Smiths, Bloody Dead and Sexy, and Lifelover. My favourite genres are thrash metal and trad goth. Music is my life.

I’m an INTJ-T 5w4 who uses the Oxford comma religiously.

I do art on occasion, so I will try to post that.

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ithinkicantdie · 11 months

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I feel like when I say I’m she/they or they/she some single pronouns people misunderstand me.

I’m not She like Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne, I’m She like Neon by John Mayer.

#not discourse #just a silly post #music #pronouns #she they #they she

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straightouttasantacarla · 2 years

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So I have a question for everyone. I am going to my first pride this weekend which I am soooo excited for. Im making bracelets to hand out but the question is what pronouns should I include. Google isn't helping much and I know there are more pronouns then

she/her

they / them

he/him

He/they

She/ they

And the other very common pronouns used. I am also trying to include a variety of pride flags. So if there any flags and pronouns you all think I should Include please let me know. I want to be inclusive as possible. There will also be different sizes to the bracelets as well.

#pride #pride month #pronouns #she her #they she #he they #they them #inclusive #diversity

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legendoffae · 2 years

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there was a costume party tonight, i got all ready to go, then my anxiety said no 🙃 i’m so upset with my brain

here’s some picture tho cause i’m cute

#personal #i’m mad #and upset #i hate anxiety #me #my face #myface #selfie #splitdye #splitdyedhair #they she #theyshe #nonbinary #pansexual #septumpiercing #septum piercing #stretchedears

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writerbeemedina · 2 years

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Her/Their Name

“I know this is what I’ve been waiting for all along, but now that it’s here, I don’t know if I can do this,” Wren said, wringing their hands.

“Yes. You. Can. If you want to reintroduce yourself to the world, ordering coffee is the perfect way to start. If you’re suddenly not sure about ‘Wren’, then that’s fine; the barista is just a stranger who will most likely never see or remember you again.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Wren’s thoughts traveled back to about an hour earlier, before she left with Rooney. Her mother had called out, Alright, ▇▇, you be safe and have fun! Wren cringed inwardly — any harder, and she would have pulled a muscle. No offense to anyone named ▇▇. Actually, ▇▇ was a nice name. Beautiful, even. But it didn’t feel like theirs — not anymore.

“Hey, it’s okay, breathe. Wren.” Wren had told Rooney to use their new name whenever possible, just to feel that sweet rush of euphoria. Wren. That’s me, they thought to themself. Their best friend was the only person Wren told about her new name; her family didn’t know, should Wren suddenly change their mind. But she was certain her name was Wren . . . about 95% sure.

The name Wren simply came to her while searching gender neutral names one day, and it just stuck. ‘Wren’ felt regal and majestic, gentle and fierce all at once. Nothing at all like her given name, which felt far too cutesy and common and childlike . . . at least for them; not for other ▇▇s Wren knew. But best of all, Wren’s name was feminine and gender neutral. It represented exactly the type of person they really felt like. The word for herself, they had discovered, was called ‘demigirl’.

“It’s almost our turn,” Rooney said, noting the last two people in front of the line paying. “Are ya ready for this, Wren?”

A cyclone of butterflies took place in Wren’s stomach. “S-Sure am.”

The people in front of the two friends say their thanks, and move to the opposite side of the cafe to wait for their orders.

“Hi there. What can I get for you today?” the barista asked.

“My friend would like to go first.” Rooney stepped to the side. Wren felt both grateful and disappointed for the gesture.

“Good morning. What can I get for you?”

“Uh . . .” Wren looked down at their phone notes. “A small, hot matcha latte, please.”

“Uh-huh. And what’s the name for that order?”

“Uh . . .” Wren looked to Rooney, who nodded with her thumb raised.

This was it. This was their moment. Wren had practiced this introduction during every toothbrushing, before and after every shower. Now that the opportunity had finally presented itself, Wren felt like an imposter. She felt like the barista could find out their given name somehow, despite having been prepared and brought cash instead of their debit card. The café suddenly grew hot.

Before Wren could have any regrets, she dove for it. “Wren. Wren, please.”

“Okay, Wren. I’ll have that ready for you in just a bit,” the barista said nonchalantly. They made no effort to disprove Wren, showed no doubt that that was their name. Only, for a flickering moment, Wren felt like they doubted themself. Was Wren imagining it, or was she being sincere with herself?

Wren traveled to the opposite side of the counter and waited for her drink before Rooney. When Rooney caught up, she said, “You did it! You did it! Sooo how was it?”

Wren bit their lip.

“Hey, are you okay, Wren?” Rooney asked.

Wren grabbed a fistful of their hair. “I don’t know anymore!” she uttered. “I thought Wren was the right name, but now I’m not so sure! I think it’s still the one, but . . . I don’t know!” Maybe the name ‘Orion’ she had come across last week was the one after all. Or Lee. Or Jamie, Sage, River, Kai, Winter, Jade, Vi, Nova.

Rooney placed a hand on their shoulder. “Hey, it’s fine, it’s fine. A name is a name. It’s a pretty big deal. You want to go by Jade tomorrow, then River the next day, just do it! You want to go by multiple names, I don’t care. You tell me whatever you need and I’ll be here for you. And when you finally do discover your real name, or names . . . I’ll be so proud.”

Rooney leaned in, and Wren — or whoever she was — accepted the embrace gratefully.

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NOTES: I wrote this personal flash fiction in light of my recent self discovery regarding my gender, and how I feel about my given name. It isn’t super easy to share, so please handle this piece of my heart with care. Thank y’all for reading!

#lgbtqia #demigender #demigirl #nonbinary #trans #transgender #genderfluid #gender euphoria #gender dysphoria #trans names #name dysphoria #names #she they #they she #they them #contemporary flash fiction #contemporary short stories

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