so when straight people ask me why I say I’m “queer” or “gay” instead of sharing my actual identity as a panromantic demisexual non-binary sapphic queer I just tell them “ok look, when you’re talking to someone who isn’t local and they ask you where you’re from and you either say the name of the largest city nearby or ‘town name, suburb of large nearby city’ so they can get some geographical context of where you’re located right, bc they’re probably not going to know the name of the little town you actually live in.”

but if you’re talking to a local you can say the name of your actual town bc they have a greater chance of knowing where/what that is.

ok well when I’m talking to a straight person I start with queer bc chances are they aren’t as familiar with the context of all the little towns in that big queer city and need gps (gay positioning system) to find me.

if I’m talking to another queer person and I say I live in a suburb of gay city in a town called panromantic on the demisexual side of the tracks which is in the county of queer and I live off the intersection of non-binary and sapphic, they’d probably be able to find me with little to no problems, make sense?

Also because my exact address in Queertown is usually nobody's business.

In either case, you only need all the details if you're coming back to my place.

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN celebrates the 20th anniversary of Star Wars: Episode III - Revenge of the Sith

my only crimes were loving too much and confusing love with violence and so also extreme violence too i guess also i stole a few things too

you have to understand:

To me, Jerry is a shapeshifter. And one of the versions of Sleep.

Just wanna take a moment of appreciation for what I saw at my local Barnes & Noble today

actually kinda funny to me that fanfiction is known as a hobby for cringe 13 year olds because personally over half of the fanfic authors i know are married 30 year olds with mediocre admin jobs they attend to inbetween posting chapters of their latest gay sex epic adventure

The secret to a peaceful tumblr experience is that every once in a while you gotta be deeply fucking cringe on main so only the strong will keep following you.

pssssst hey. hey. free and expansive database of folk and fairy tales. you can thank me later

"i don't comment on ao3 because i don't wanna be annoying or weird" skill issue + you greatly underestimate the power dynamic here, writing multi paragraph comments is like feeding a bunch of deeply insane and possibly starved ducks at the park and watch them go completely mad over having received a piece of bread

my advice to you is to never waste your time trying to fit into a club or hobby or any community who makes you beg for acceptance and approval just to participate when you could do the alternative—get involved in a niche and endangered hobby run primarily by old people.

i wanted to learn how to hunt ruffed grouse and train bird dogs so i sent an email to my local chapter of the ruffed grouse society explaining that getting into wildlife groups is intimidating to me because I’m trans

and all they saw was that someone under 60 wanted to learn to hunt grouse & several months into my mentorship I was told that like 7 old guys argued over me until they had to pick a number between 1 and 100 to decide who got to personally mentor me.

imagine vying for the acceptance of some gatekeeping weirdos when your mere interest could be inciting verbal combat among retirees

my mentor was so sweet & funny too. he suggested we meet over lunch first so he could tell me about what to expect before we got started & I emailed back “I’m ready to get started right away!”

and he said “I was actually suggesting lunch first for your comfort on the assumption you wouldn’t want to get together with a man you’ve never met, in the woods with a gun.”

Like, I trusted him because of the referrals I got from one of my professors but like, right you are sir fair enough. Lunch it is.

exactly 😌

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GUYS WHAT IF FERAL COMES BACK???????

Don’t you dare tease me like that. Don’t you dare. Do not. Don’t. No. Please.

I fear I’ve already convinced myself and now I’ll be DEVASTATED if he doesn’t come back

This is like Pet Semetary: there are no circumstances where, if Feral does come back with Nightsister magic, he’ll come back right.

I’m scared shitless of the possibilities laid out in Ashoka already. That is not a good time.

Blaze it for another year

uncensored:

GUYS WHAT IF FERAL COMES BACK???????

Don’t you dare tease me like that. Don’t you dare. Do not. Don’t. No. Please.