As a t girl I always find the trans masc misogyny absolutely wild, like yeah I get that YOU hate having testosterone in YOUR body, but trying to force someone else to hate it to is nasty behavior
Hey trans girls! I love that y'all like estrogen so much better! I love that you like your transition and feel so much more free and fulfilled without the effects of Testosterone. That's great!!! However can we stop with the omg testosterone is evil talk??? Please? Cuz if you wanna go there I can. I could rant for hours about "why would ANYONE want girlmones???" and id have a mile long list of all the ways it made me feel shitty. However I keep that shit to myself because I understand that not everyones experience is mine. There's no excuse for the way so many trans women have torn down and insulted the gender affirming care that FINALLY made ME comfortable in MY skin. You don't get it and that's fine but save it I don't need to hear it everytime I go out and hang out with other trannies. Seriously Everytime I've gone to hangout with a group of mostly trans girls one of you can't resist insulting me and my transition and it's not fucking ok.
if hot gals wants to complement a dysphoric trans gal with a praise kink
My dms r open :3
Reblog if you stand against order, civilization, and goodness itself
I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-
like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?
So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?
But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.
It's MY URL.
IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.
THE ONE *I WROTE*.
In *2013*.
And FORGOT ABOUT
BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING
And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like
IT WAS ALL GOOD?
IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy says this about the Affini Compact: "Good Luck."
That is not to say that should you cross paths with an affini you're going to die, or be maimed, or have your brain removed only to be placed in another head and shuffled around a planet in and out of other people's heads just to end up in a jar in some random bug's closet. That is the Mi'Go, and they're very sick of all intelligent brain havers assuming they do that to everyone they meet.
Rather, should you cross paths with an affini, your odds of escaping completely unchanged and undomesticated depend entirely on three key factors:
Are you cute?
Are you a present threat to yourself or those around you in any immediate way?
Is the affini single and/or looking?
If the answer to any of the above is a "yes", good luck, because your owner is about to take you home and put a cute little bow on your head. Originating from outside the known galaxy, these plantoid harbingers of head pats and drug fueled cuddles have made quite the name for themselves. They've deposed several independent and very successful planets for the sins of capitalism, and more than a few reputably disreputable hitchhikers have found their way into the loving embrace of an affini and a brand new implant on their spine.
Should you find the affini in your path, be they passing you on the street to your favorite shoe store, waiting outside your home for a wellness check, or be boarding your starship presently as you read this helpful guide, best of luck, try to not give them a reason to domesticate you, and we wish you well in your life devoid of the uniquely perilous joys of hitchhiking.
Good bye and good luck!
Another one falls to the hdg cognito hazard
Like seriously I've read 6 different 10k words plus fics in the last week
i love being a girl