#on gender

[thecryptkeeper]

On Christ as Female and Christ as Mother

from "The Body of Christ in the Later Middle Ages: A Reply to Leo Steinberg" by Caroline Walker Bynum (1986)

[poet-of-dust]

shame (and other words for longing)

i've never met you. i miss you

unknown // noah kahan // anaïs nin // placing the blame - self// ineloquent-creature - tumblr // keaton st. james // isle of dogs(2018) // chemtrails over the country club - lana del rey // florence + the machine // bone deep, m.v.e // lena oleanderson // unknown // die your daughter - susannah joffe // death-born-aphrodite on tumblr // hey cowboy - silas denver melvin // looking like you just woke up - the front bottoms // true trans soul rebel - against me! // by anna haifisch // fake your death - my chemical romance // the naomi letters - rachel mennies

[mercurydiggitydog]

I really hate the fact that in french (at least in the subtitles), when the creature asks for a companion, he says "une compagne", which is feminine. in english it is not gendered, he does not care he just wants a friend, and Victor is the one misinterpreting it. in french you don't have this idea of the creature just wanting a friend, it's not neutral or masculine and so people are immediately going to think he wants something akin to a wife or a mate or something along those lines and I despise it

he was just lonely and wanted a friend, is that so much of a sin ?

[postarcadian]

honestly I’m at a point in my life where “bisexual man” feels like a reasonably true description of my gender (and yes, the bisexual part of that is important in that I don’t think gender and sexuality are two separate and unrelated axes). “nonbinary” also feels like a true description of my gender. and I (a) don’t feel like those things are mutually exclusive and (b) do not feel that me being ok with “bisexual man” as a descriptor of my gender now necessarily means that I was always a man, in the sense that there was a time in my life when I did not feel like the term “man” applied to me and who am I now to tell my past self what I was or was not then. infinite complexities.

[metis-the-lizard-king]

when the drink starts tasting like i wish i was born a boy: thoughts on gender.

(anne carson, the art of poetry no.88 interview for the paris review // challengers, 2024 dir. Luca Guadagnino // excerpt from moony moonless sky, Fatima Aamer Bilal // Anaïs Nin // SexOnTheBeat by ADÉLA // dante and virgil in hell c. 1850 by William-Adolphe Bouguereau // Cameron Awkward-Rich // i killed my mother, 2009 dir. Xavier Dolan // from this post //twitter post // an oresteia: elektra, Sophokles, (tr. Anne Carson) // little women, 2019 dir. Greta Gerwig // acts of desperation, Megan Nolan // frankenstein, 2025 dir. Guillermo Del Toro // @sweatermuppet post // SexOnTheBeat by ADÉLA // yellowjackets, s03ep07 // the birth of venus, c. 1888 by Adolf Hirémy-Hirschl // planetarium, Adrienne Rich)

[yu-sigao]

But even if the trans body somehow were perfected, through luck or futuristic technology, the stories you’d still want to tell would only make sense when accompanied by revelations. There is no surgery to change the narrative of your life, or the stories from which it is woven.

There will always be something about you. Not everyone will appreciate that something.

- “Working with Nothing” by Elizabeth Marston, from Transcending: Trans Buddhist Voices, edited by Kevin Manders and Elizabeth Marston

[mikanseinic]

having lots of feelings today about how irl i don’t get to be (outwardly) nonbinary because none of my irl spaces are safe and i don’t get to be me but sometimes i slip up and i use they/them when referring to myself like in a story or something and i panic hoping the other person doesn’t notice because the people who are around me at work, in school etc are all “anti-pronouns” (don’t even get me started on this) and it starts this cycle of like… being on guard all of the time and always masking because i don’t want anyone to suspect me because it could quite literally cost me my job but the legal field isn’t progressive it’s full of Trump supporters and conservatives like it is a minefield to navigate this profession and sometimes i get so good at being fake me that i start to wonder if fake me is real me and the me in safe online spaces is the fake except they’re not the me in safe online spaces is me and it just begins a cycle of questioning my own queerness but also mourning it at the same time because wdym i have to pretend to be what i’m not irl just so i can stay safe wdym wdym wdym