#sorta lol

johannepetereric:

no-steppy-snek:

I never use this blog anymore, but I think I ought to outline this thought anyways.

There’s nothing wrong with not having dysphoria. 

There’s nothing wrong with not having dysphoria and also wanting to change your name, or your pronouns, or drastically alter your hairstyle/clothes/gender presentation. There’s nothing wrong with enjoying when strangers can’t tell your gender, or think you’re the opposite gender. And you can do all of this without dysphoria. 

What it means is that you’re GNC in an extreme way. And thats ok! It’s just a different experience from trans people who suffer from dysphoria that we need to medically alleviate. 

And I’m pretty sure these two groups of people have historically intermingled a lot, sometimes used each others’ labels. And that’s also ok. I’m just saying, it might be time, in the modern day, to separate into two different labels, because we know more now, and we have different experiences and different needs (even if we also have some shared ones). Because we now know the neurological differences between the two, as well as differences in social needs.

If you don’t have dysphoria, you’re not trans, but like, that’s ok? And I’m not gonna gatekeep you from changing your pronouns or anything, fr man that is your own life and business not mine, as long as you’re not hurting yourself I support you 100%. All I’m really saying is that we’re both valid, but not the same, and it might be best to differentiate ourselves as two similar but distinct groups with similar but distinct experiences and needs. 

You don’t need dysphoria to be trans, though

Why?

To repeat myself: dysphoric and non-dysphoric people have different needs, socially. This has been evident to me from the conflict arising when, for example, non-dysphorics say it’s problematic and transphobic for us to describe our experiences as “a man trapped in a woman’s body” or similar descriptions, when for a LOT of dysphoric people, that is exactly how we feel and we need those descriptions to communicate our actual lived experiences. Or, for another example, when nondysphorics were obsessed with removing dysphoria/transness as a mental illness, when doing so jeopardizes a lot of dysphoric people’s access to transition healthcare. Or trying to make transness out to be a social issue rather than a neurological/biological one. (Because it IS a neurological condition that needs treating through transition, and trying to change the definition to a social issue will KILL DYSPHORIC TRANS PEOPLE. There is nothing wrong with having a condition. What IS wrong is trying to redefine that condition so the people with it no longer have their related fucking healthcare insured.)

Now, if we have such different needs, it seems most logical to separate into two groups, so that we can have our own social movements instead of stepping on each others’ toes all the time. 

I truly do not understand why anyone would be against this unless they’re nondysphoric (or dysphoric, actually) and don’t see the harm that pushing these two experiences together has caused mainly for dysphoric trans people. (Though, like I said, we both step on each others’ toes, and it would benefit nondysphorics as well to have their own label.)

Hell, both can exist under the label “trans”, idc, as long as we’re publicly acknowledged to be different. “Nondysphoric trans” and “dysphoric trans” becoming labels that the general public uses would be a great scenario here. 

What I mean is: why are we arguing whether you need dysphoria to be trans when trans is just a word? Why can’t we focus on meeting the two communities’ needs by creating separate but socially related labels?

Wanted to use St. Cecilia by @gointothevvater as style inspo for tonight! My only regret is not being able to find my fishnets for the look, lol. Her star tattoos were super fun to draw on my face tho!

I wanna be able to do this with Miranda soon, I just need a couple more outfit pieces first

unicornscotty:

Chapter 11

Ships And Palaces

TW: on going excution, gun mention, whiping, blood, bad care taking, being hit by parent.

Tagging:@milk-carton-whump@tears-and-lilies@cowboy-anon@a-series-of-whumpy-events@the-blind-one-speaks

Wordcount: 781

Masterlist

This is a direct continuation of ch.10

Why hadn’t their father come yet? They were being tied to 4 horses, too weak to even fight. Their father usually came by now? He always knew, always knew when Alex needed him. Was he not coming this time? Did he know what Alex had done and decided Alex didn’t deserve it? They took deep shaky breaths as they felt the ropes pull tight and they were lifted off the ground. They closed their eyes. This was it. A stray tear slipped out their eye.

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oHOHOHOHOHO, NICE-

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.

DUDE. I DON’T KNOW WHAT THEY CALL IT, DISMEMBERING BY HORSE?? BUT OH GOODNESS GRACIOUS, THOSE PIRATES GOT THERE JUST IN TIME.

A loud bang sounded then another, then another they opened their eyes and saw 3 of the four men riding the horses had been shot. The 4th man, clearly knowing he was next, kicked his horse into action. The other 3 horses stayed still and Alex felt their left leg being pulled; they screamed in agony, hearing a sickening pop, then a tear. Then;

*bang*

THEDRAMAOF THIS SCENE, HECK lol. And y’all know I love a good leg wound so this was just ABSOLUTELY *chef kiss.* Like, it’s just so descriptive, my word, I love it. The pop, the tear, I– STARING RIGHT NOW-

Noooo :,( But then poor Alex afterwards getting the cane and I don’t know what it is but that casual mention of how their father used to beat them with it- ACTUAL whumperflies. SO SMALL BUT SO IMPACTFUL, PLEASE UNDERSTAND- lol

darlingwhump:

• “Are…are you going to hurt me?”
  
• Whumpee scooting backwards until they hit a wall, terrified as the looming figure of Whumper (or Caretaker/Rescuer) towers over them.
• “Please, I don’t like this.”
  
• “Don’t bring that thing anywhere near me!”
  
• “I don’t want to go in there…”
  
• Whumpee holding their hands up to shield themself against an anticipated blow.
• Whumpee’s breath hitching, eyes getting glossy with tears, but they remain composed. Maybe they’re trying to feign defiance, or maybe they fear punishment for signs of emotion.
• “I-I didn’t mean to, I’m sorry, I–please, it was an accident!”