Idk Which One Of You Fuckers Started This Shit But You Need To Get It Through Your Heads.

Idk which one of you fuckers started this shit but you need to get it through your heads.

You MUST respect people’s pronouns. (👍)

INCLUDING IF THEY ARE CIS. (🔥😨🔪💥)

When I still identified as a girl, I would try to make friends within queer circles and a Significant™️ number of people (in different friend groups!) would ask my pronouns, I’d say “she/her, sorry I’m boring lol”, and then they would REFUSE to call me by my preferred pronouns. It was ALWAYS they/them—which is a good default! Should be the default!! I am glad it’s becoming the default!!! The problem was that i informed them repeatedly that those were NOT the pronouns they should use for me anymore, and was repeatedly denied my gender identity.

“Sorry you just don’t look cis”

“Whoops I thought you were joking”

“Oh yea well I’m not used to those pronouns”

“Oh well I use they/them for everyone it’s not a personal thing”

You’re transphobic.

Any argument you use for not using cis people’s pronouns is a transphobic argument. You are refusing to use people’s preferred pronouns. You are transphobic.

Stop this shit immediately. I’m not gonna say it again (unless I need to :))))) {seriously quit I’m so sick of hearing us do this}

in trouble for referring to a friend's polycule as a "ship of theseus type situation"

i am glad queer representation has drastically improved in my lifetime. because now i can say that i dislike a gay book and not feel like i’m invalidating stonewall

thinking about when i was small, how my mom told me that pipe cleaners were just a tool until people started idly shaping things with them and it grew so popular that they were marketed as crafting materials. and that story about how the original frisbees were disposable pie plates that students flattened to throw. and how when i was a child i had a wooden mancala set with shiny, colorful stones, but on invention it was played with rocks and grooves dug into the dirt. and middle school, paper football and tic-tac-toe and mash and mad libs, games that just need pen and paper. and before that, games of pretend with pirates and princes and masked marauders. how at slumber parties after lights out, we used to whisper storytelling games, i say one sentence and you say the next. and shadow puppets. and the way all the kids in the neighborhood used to divide into teams and throw fallen pine cones at one another. and the floor is lava game, and the quiet game, and the games i play with my coworkers that are just words and retention. and "put a finger down" on the high school bus. and little girls clapping together, and how the first jump-rope was undoubtedly just a length of rope who knows how long ago, and how natural it is to play, how we seek play at every age and with any resources we have and with whatever time we can squeeze it into in a day. i'm not an anthropologist or a psychologist but i think after food and shelter and water and air what comes next is games and stories and laughter. i think that there is nothing -- not sex or fighting or forming unlikely bonds with animals -- there is nothing more human than to play.

(I'm asking because i'm not sure and i might need to be sure for a fic i'm cooking)

me, telepathically, when i see someone has liked more than one of my posts: