#tw misgender

[mackonfire]

i swear to god if i get misgendered again

[saccharineconcinnity]

[salix-triandra]

so a trans-exclusionary radical feminist lesbian reblogged a photo-post I added to, and I only know bc I clicked the notif and saw her… worrying header, so I scrolled through just see what kind of nonsense she has been getting up to and had to read some extremely hateful things completely disregarding trans women, like reblogged stuff calling trans women “crossdressing gay men”.

I often forget that the experience I curate with my own followers on my own blog doesn’t carry to the whole site. Wish I knew how to change that woman’s mind. Be cautious, be careful, and be safe.

[himbosims]

Arden couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness as they watched Kalah talk about Jakob and her new kids, James and Lucas, who she wouldn’t stop referring to as Arden’s brothers. She looked so happy talking about them. Her eyes lit up with every mention of a sports award or good report card. She hadn’t looked at Arden like that once the whole night. All the love and adoration she had for her sons she didn’t seem to share for her firstborn.

Arden’s voice rang low, barely audible over the laughing patrons at the table beside them, “I don’t get it.” 

“I’m sorry?” 

Arden shook their head softly as if trying to shake some understanding into their brain, “You talk about your sons so nicely. Like, there’s nothing you care more about than them.” They licked their bottom lip finding their mouth dry, “Do they even know about me? Does your husband know the real reason you are in Windenburg?” 

“I-” Kalah started, but the words died on her lips. 

“So, they don’t.” 

“I never said that.” 

“Yeah, but you hesitated.” Arden waited for a response. When they didn’t get one they asked the question they had been dying to ask for years, “Why did you leave? Was I not good enough?” They stared deep into Kalah’s eyes looking for a shed of light. Their stomach dropped when Kalah avoided their gaze. 

“It’s not that simple.” 

Arden took a harsh breath, “Dad showed me the letter. The one you wrote to him on your wedding night right before you left us. You said you didn’t love me. I told myself I was fine with that. You just aren’t a kid person and you made some stupid mistake. But now you’re here and you are bragging about this perfect life you have with your husband and your kids with this sparkle in your eyes-” 

Kalah’s eyes grew to the size of quarters, “Arden I was-”

Arden bit a piece of skin off their lip and stuttered through clacking teeth, “I- I thi, I think I’m done.” They nodded as they stood like they had to convince themself this is what they really wanted.  

“Arden wait.” Kalah started but her words were lost of the empty air where Arden had stood. 

[yuna-dan]

I’ve known this people for seventh semester and yet I have to present myself, every fucking time and yet people misgender me.

[pacifistofpatience]

Hey hey hey whoa there bud, lets chill for a moment. be nice to each other!

I mean, I might always be wrong but I’m pretty sure Frisk has no specif gender to start with, But Toby intended for them to be like... a self insert character that you can project onto so like you do whatever you want with them! and I’m sure whoever that is has no ill intent! They're just doing their own thing! so please! be kind to each other! The world is already mean enough!

[himbosims]

“I’ll have your drinks out shortly.” Arden watched the waitress put the notepad in her apron pocket as she walked away from the table, her face dropping from a bright warm smile into a frown the minute she turned the corner. 

Kalah looked around the restaurant with a forced smile. Her eyes darted from corner to corner taking in the scenery before landing on Arden. “I’ve never heard of this place before I got here, but the reviews seemed good. I hope that’s okay.” She studied Arden closely trying to decipher how many genes they shared. She got her eyes from Lincoln, and her nose, but Kalah knew that the day she was born. They had the same tanned skin and wild hair though. Kalah wasn’t a huge fan of the style, if Arden had been raised by her, she would’ve never styled her hair like that. 

She also would’ve never been allowed to drink coffee at this age, but there she was, ordering coffee at dinner. Kalah figured this was all her dad’s doing. She wondered what other things Lincoln’s had taught Arden over the last few years she would never agree with. 

“Dad’s took me once,” Arden interrupted Kalah’s train of thought, “It’s not bad.” 

With this, the waitress came back with a coffee for both of them, this time without the warm smile.  

Kalah tried to ignore Arden’s mention of ‘dads’ with a sip of her coffee. She had known about Lincoln being into more than just women when they were together. He hadn’t been shy in sharing about his exes, men and women alike, but for some reason, the idea of him being married to a man Arden called Dad filled her with irritation. She stared at Arden over the rim of her cup, “Speaking of Lincoln, he’s married?” She had noticed the thin gold ring on his finger when she saw him when he dropped Arden off. He hadn’t seen her sitting inside the restaurant, watching the exchange behind the glass, at least, he didn’t act as if he did. The ring glimmered in the sun as he said goodbye with a kiss on top of her forehead. Kalah wanted to hear Arden say it though. She wanted to be proven wrong. 

“For a few years now.” Arden’s voice relaxed at the mention of their parents. “But I don’t really remember when Atticus wasn’t around.” They thought back to being a kid. All their earliest memories involved Atticus and Mathias in some way. 

“Oh.” Kalah hummed. She took another drink of her coffee. “Well, I have a husband too actually. His name is Jakob.” 

[creidart]

About misgendering.

My language is heavily gendered. There is not only pronounces or gendered words. Fucking _verbs_ are gendered. So basically, I misgender myself almost in every. fucking. sentence. with verbs.

im tired.