GenderbendingBeetle

He/him queer artist and theater nerd

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Welcome to Beetle’s Blog!

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Name:

Beetle, Elliott_Studios, or GenderbendingBeetle

Pronouns:

he/him, xe/xem, or clown/clownself

if I had a fursona it would be a spiky dragon :))

|~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~| | Currently reading…. | |Fahrenheit 451 and/Gender Trouble | |~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~|

-I am punk, alt, diy, queercore. -If you support fast fashion, are homophobic, transphobic, sexist, racist, support AI, are fascist, or antisemetic this place is not for you and you should leave right now 😊🖕

Okk now that we’ve taken out the garbage:

HELLLLOOOOOOO I’m so happy ur here :)

My Fandoms!!

Good Omens

Interview With a Vampire

Our Flag Means Death

Hannibal

TADC

HB/HH (I pirate cause Vivsiepop isn’t a good person)

Musicals!! (Heathers, HadesTown, Carbaret, Book Of Mormon, Ride the Cyclone, American Idiot)

All-time Favorite Books:

Violet Ghosts (ghost befriends person, shit ensues. Transmasc protagonist)

They Both Die At The End (heartbreaking gay)

The Spirit Bears It’s Teeth (Victorian transmasc body horror mixed with magic and patriarchy)

Wings of Fire (I have a dragon hyperfixation)

Inheritance Cycle (first book is “Eragon.” I have a dragon hyperfixation)

Main Interests

Diy clothing and accessories

Digital Art

Books

Musicals

Stardew Valley/Cult of the Lamb/Zelda TOTK

You’re welcome to reach out to me and chat, but do not say/send anything 🔞 I’m quite uninterested and will block you.

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25 posts!

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Riot Grrrl's Not Dead!

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Hopefully gonna go!!

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Jax saw the tv glow!!!

transfemme Jax confirmed by gooseworx🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️

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“you support gay rights so you must be gay”

i support animal rights do i look like a fucking alpaca to you

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turns out i am gay

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holy shit how’d this alpaca learn how to type

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Diversity win! The alpaca is gay!

[adreamthatsworthkeeping]

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he was a llama

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Pins 👍👍

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One final left b4 end of year

I’m gonna fail this one though cause it’s geometry 😓

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Ｔｈｉｃｋｅｒ Ｔｈａｎ

They used to tell me how menstruation connects you to the women who came before you, stretching back thousands of years, all the way to the days of the Bible and having to bleed with the other women in a tent, unclean but still holy. I am stapled to this legacy by two x chromosomes I didn't ask for. I am drowning and the water tastes like copper and musk. Being a woman has been connected to pain since Genesis and I used to think that was because a man wrote that but maybe they were on to something, maybe they watched enough people die screaming, trading one life for another, or waste away slowly, the blood flowing like a river down someone's shaking legs. I didn't ask to be a woman and I'm afraid to ask for what would make me less of one. I cannot shed the label, because every month something else of mine is shed.  In my mind I am connected to the strange ones. The inbetween. The ones who were holy, connected to their gods in ritual, in prayer, in war. The ones born of the moon, the ones that men who thought they knew better could never truly wipe out. The ones who survived through words and stories and songs. The ones pathologized. The ones told to decide between two tightening nooses or else they would be tied to their genitals forever, the ones wondering if it was worth that to just not bleed anymore. The ones electrocuted and force fed vitamins, the ones who had their lives unrelentingly picked through like a puzzle meant to be solved when they are the answer. The ones who's parents will never understand. I am connected to the children crying in the bathroom as they wonder why they couldn't float in the space inbetween forever. The ones hiding their pads in boxer shorts. The ones called unholy, sinners, fools. The ones told they are going through a phase. The ones told to decide, because the blood coming out of them has decided for them. I am blood. I am water. I am inbetween and interwoven and alive. 

This poem is about menstruation while being transmasc.

This poem was inspired by all the things I was told when I got my period when I was 11. It is inspired by all the things I've been told about it since, from men and women and everyone inbetween and both. It is about me, but it might be about you too. If it is, I am glad to be connected, even if it's through shared pain.

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This is your sign to make a zine! 🤟🎸

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🚨☢️Fem Trans Man Serving Looks Alert ☢️🚨

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Biology final was so fucking easy thank Satan

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Scrap Cats

The tiny one is a good luck charm for my biology final 🤓👆

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Sketchbook Drop

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3 Finals down, 3 left

But it’s fucking hotter than Satan’s balls in the building 😭🔫

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One year ago vs. today

Oc based on a Flight Rising dragon, OrionWatcher :)

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Story Time

When I first recognized that I was a boy, I became very focused on if everyone I knew and didn’t know perceived me as masculine enough. I gave up wearing what I wanted to in exchange for wearing what I thought everyone else expected of a boy. Because of that I was super depressed, hated everything about me, and struggled with sh. Once at a Farmer’s Market vintage shop near my home, I saw a badass punk trans guy who was super feminine-looking but still obviously a trans guy cause he had pronouns and trans flags on his jacket. He had the coolest mokawk of spiked purple-ish hair and everything. I wanted to compliment him so bad but I was lowkey too nervous. I still regret never speaking to him.

Ever since then I have aspired to be that feminine man with the cool hair and jacket. I eventually learned to stop caring about how other people see me. It doesn’t matter what random people think my gender is as long as I know and the people I care for understand. Now I wear skirts and crop tops and short shorts and anything, just as long as I like myself in the mirror and I think I look cool. I hope someone like me, a trans boy who doesn’t fit into traditional masculinity, sees this and feels understood.

This is a sketch of how I remember him in the brief time we coincided in a vintage store