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just put the posts in the bag, okay? she/it

[eightglass]

worm would've been better if taylor hebert was explicitly a trans woman GOD

the bullying at winslow would have been even more horrific. oh god she would've confided in emma before summer camp and emma would've outed her. transphobic teachers and principal and sophia OUGH.

internal shit would've been INSANE. grieving her mother's death in part because she never got to come out to annette before the car crash AAAAUHGHGHGH

even more secrecy and awkwardness with danny OUGH. ough. was she outed to him by the locker incident? or is she still closeted to him..? oughghhghghghhghg

first time taylor meets and talks to the undersiders lisa immediately recognises that she's a girl and taylor is thrown for a loop and Does not know what to think about those villains..? but then she meets armsmaster who assumes she's a guy (colin is a jerk) and she doesn't want to deal with that really

first paycheck from the undersiders she gets herself diy hormones. or maybe lisa gets it for her. perhaps in the coming months there are some changes and perhaps danny notices but probs not. oughghg.

DO YOU SEE. you don't even have to alter the direction of the story or even her character much. taylor is SO trans-coded already it's ridiculous. she already HAS the trauma and self-esteem issues (remember how many times she hates on her appearance in canon) and mistrust of systems and such. making it textual just adds spice to the secrecy of her two identities, her already fraught relationships with winslow, danny, the PRTectorate (you know their wards offer is gonna have been shitty about being a trans minor), and all her internal conflicts about everything. DO YOU SEE.

also everything shipping-wise would be much more fun with disaster-bisexual-tgirl taylor OUGh.

[aflo]

I'm imagining a world where RPGMaker somehow made it as the de facto codebase for software and you have to navigate your banking app by walking around in a huge room full of NPCs named "make deposit" and "make withdrawal" etc and there's loud as fuck stock music playing

[aflo]

[eggtomatosoup]

c:u stuff I never got around to finishing

[syn4k]

[sylvworks]

in a rare bit of non pokemon posting from me, casualties unknown is a neat little survival game about (elaborately) dying in a cave somewhere, and combined with getting to play as a creature that really speaks to the rain world fan within me too.

so on that note, here's the creature. they are so full of trauma.

[teratocrat]

taking an antianthrogen to become more bestial

[inkskinned]

i know we’re both just messing around pretending to be whole but look at me. if the train was coming would you move. if the ground was falling from under your feet would you even notice or would it just be another tuesday for you. if somebody stabbed you could it hurt worse than you already do. what i’m saying is that i love you but i think we both drive over the speed limit when it’s raining. what i’m saying is that i want to hold your hand and i understand about how you sometimes have to sit down in the shower. what i’m saying is that i’m here for you and if the train comes please move.

[inkskinned]

i wrote this 7 years ago, somehow. every day someone else finds it and whispers to me - oh, i understand this. something always turns in the wash of my stomach: i am so, so glad you feel seen. i wish you had no idea what this post was about.

i wrote this while working in a program for new writers. on wednesdays, two of the teachers would be contractually obligated to read our writing aloud to the group of 300+ teens. i had never read my work in public before. i had something like 6k poems and was panicking about it. none of them are good enough. sometimes the train is howling. it is hard, actually, sometimes, even as an adult.

and then i thought - what is one thing i wish i could tell all of them. each of these 300 kids. what did i need to hear, at 16?

i wanted to tell them about the day you wake up, and the sun feels warm finally. i wanted to tell them about carving a life out of soapstone, your hands turning bloody. i wanted to tell them that sometimes yes - it actually does feel easy. i wanted to tell them about weddings and cookie dough and long road trips. about albums of new music and old friends laughing and the sound of snow falling.

you will learn the pattern of the train. you will learn to close your eyes when you hear the engine rumbling. you will learn to let yourself have the grey days in their lily-soft numbness. sometimes it will feel like life is wet paint, and god has smeared your canvas across a sewer grate. sometimes it will be so boring it isn’t even pronounceable - the tenacious, soundless blankness. survival isn’t just ugly nights and wild mornings. it is also the steady, unimportant moments. it is just driving with your seatbelt on. it is calling a friend on the way home. it is burying your face into the fur of your dog.

when i had finished reading this poem aloud, the auditorium was silent for a solid minute. someone stood up to take a picture of where it had been projected onto a screen, and then three more people followed the action, and then - like a bad internet story, people remembered they were supposed to be clapping. kids came up to me after it - thank you for writing that. i think i hear a train coming.

i would write this differently now, i think, but it has been 7 years. i still live by the tracks. i also haven’t picked up a blade in over 10 years. the scars are still there, but these days i only pick up scissors to cut my hair. i know why you can’t tell your mom about it. i know how the numbness slips over everything, a restless horrible cotton. i know how when you dropped the dish, you weren’t crying about the broken glass. i know about feeling like all the roads have closed their exits, that you aren’t supposed to still-be-here - and yet.

i am still here, and still yours, and i haven’t forgotten. what i’m saying is if any hope is calling to you - i know it’s hard, but you have to listen. i’m saying keep driving, but slow down the car. sit down in the shower, i’m not judging you. we can stay in the dark with the good hot water and do nothing but stare. notice the stab wound. make it through another tuesday.

i know what it is like to miss yourself. do what you need to. come home to me. i am writing to you, my past self, from the future. i’ll be waiting for you.

and when the train is coming - please move.

[estrogenesis-vaporeongelion]

the staccato trumpet trills from the end of TANK! but they just keep going

[estrogenesis-vaporeongelion]

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[rose-blumen]

Visit Original Link

I have been prepared for this moment for like 2 months

[manuciruja]

awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?

[manuciruja]

i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users

[smadsel]

would be remiss not to mention that the rainbow notably straight up just removed the trans flag colors from it. like they’re gone. it’s the progress flag minus the trans flag colors.

[smadsel]

that’s not the whole flag, now is it

[manuciruja]

hey staff what the fuck

[villainessbian]

hey staff don't you think you're being too on-the-nose

[shrodingers-catgirl]

HEY STAFF DONT YOU THINK YOU'RE BEING TOO ON-THE-NOSE

[ahmnorhein-zkn]

Repost, now do your honors.

[nyctibiius]

she has been pickled for her crimes

[guooey]

[sandmanalone]

The spirit of Mouse compelled me:

[lilyblisslys]

me with the. When she. When her. When the she her me

[mollyjames]

[pleasuretrade]

the Leather Archives & Museum in chicago is remodeling and they posted a pic of some of their bathroom graffiti before they presumably tear it down/paint over it and

[sinonlynx]

weh

[yawningjorin]

so true bestie <3

[spacemancharisma]

drugs are not evil & eliminating addiction isn't the endpoint of the universe

[catgirlforeskin]

There is only one invasive species, the automobile, and she must be hunted to extinction

[jenny-holzer]