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Hi ! I'm part of the population that apparently no longer exists since an orange man said there were two genders ;-;

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If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals

coming out to everyone because my parents are homophobic, it's pride month and i need to come out to someone!

i know i'm valid, and so are you, person reading this!

special: coming out through a picrew

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To Adora, From Elliott

To the little girl, I used to be do you remember all those nights when you would stay awake Thinking up all those far away dreams You would stare up at the ceiling planning out how you would do it all

All those years you spent taking care of everyone else Watching your siblings,  making sure that they had the childhood you never had. Giving up on all those dreams you had made for yourself Handing them over to your siblings,  thinking that maybe they could let them grow. Planning on becoming their superhero, Ready to save their day, Shielding them from all the screaming, The sharp words being thrown like knives. Giving them a haven from the flying fists and broken doors.

But darling I promise you Your life will not have been wasted. I will following your footsteps saving the kids  from those monsters that lurk around them. I will keep themself, and make sure they grow

Remember all those nights you would make promises Between you and the world outside that shitty apartment window Telling yourself it would get better, rehearsing it so much it was branded in your heart and brain Telling yourself those thoughts would go away That you could wake up And be the perfect daughter You would wake up and be a girl and believe it Your body would no longer feel so wrong

Spending all those nights and early mornings Praying to that god you were so hopelessly clinging to Begging him to make it all make sense Those thoughts stuck circling in your head All the worries and fears that had kept piling up Tangling themselves together

you were right when you said you’d never see twenty-seven You weren’t even able to see yourself as a teenager The image always seemed so far off, Just out of reach  a dream you always had each night but always leaving in the morning light Leaving you with just tiny pieces of it.

You had been off by a few years though There was never a sweet sixteen for you No birthday presents and a new car. You had been long gone before that.

You had barely seen fourteen, Eighth grade was your last.  But I think you knew that. I think you had come to terms, Knowing that you would die soon. But that’s how you were always giving, giving, and giving. So I guess it wasn’t that big of a surprise.

What would you think of me now if you saw who you became Would you be proud? Proud that I finally found myself That I had finally realized who I was Would you be happy? Happy that I had made it this far, That I was able to finally make it to sixteen, even though you didn’t?

Because for me to make it, You had to die, I had to kill every part of you. I had to be the one to hold that pillow over your head, I still have the scars from those scratches you gave me. I carry them like war paint, showing the world how I was born.

I had to burn that name you carried for years,  Burning it to ashes, spreading them to the world. The name you carried on your back like a shield or a burden Depending on how you looked at it.

I cut off those beautiful brown locks that you loved. Those curls littered the floor of the bathroom,  while chopped them off with some old kitchen shears. That beautiful brown color was bleached and turned any color besides that natural tone.

Your skin that was then envy of your family I covered in scars and marks, making it match the way we both had felt. Making your family no longer love it, turning it into something they no longer wanted to see.

I took the breasts that you had always hoped for, And had chopped them off, leaving your chest barren and scarred making it easier for me to live, no longer have those things as a reminder as to who you used to be, while it had made you cry out in shame, for you had lost the things you had been hoping would make you feel as if you belonged in your skin.

but my dear adora, I hope you realize that nothing I had done to this body, that was once yours, was in malice or hatred.  it was just something I had needed to do, for me to live happily. please remember I’ll love you forever, my little girl of grey. rest well knowing will live this for the both of us, taking those chances you never did.

always and forever, Elliott Mars Parker.

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My name is Glitter, I go by They/them/xe/xem and I'm 15 (so I don't tolerate nsfw here) I'm so glad to be real now!

My dni list is in the description

Other things about me:

●I'm an aspiring animator (so I will probably post a bit about my oc's and story here)

● I'm nonbinary and pangender

● mentally ill™

● I love rollerskating

● I'm a pagan poc

● I have lots of animals

For me, being an AMAB enby, whenever I put on more “masculine” clothes I always feel like I’m performing masculinity, truly as a performance. Not to say that that’s bad, it isn’t, is just interesting to think/see this act of creation/interpretation I go through, is almost as if I’m an actor stepping in the shoes of a character.

Again, that’s not to say that this is something bad or that I’m not being truthful with myself, is just this self reflection and realization that gender at its core IS performance, a big compilation of arbitrary rules, gender is nothing but a play we all have a part in, some of us just have to go through auditions more than once.

Keeping in mind that this is my own experience & I'm not trying to say anything about others -

What's frustrating to me about nonbinary identity is that people kind of know what it is. Or they think they do.

See, one of the things I don't like about the gender binary, one of the things that gives me a lot of dysphoria, is the way people assume things about me based on my gender. Like "you are a girl and therefore" type thing. Like maybe I could be a girl if it didn't mean anything, you know? My dysphoria is very social and less physical than others'.

Anyway, the thing is that people are very excited about being good allies to nonbinary people, so they have built out social rules for someone who's "not a girl, not a boy, but a secret third thing (nonbinary)" in their minds/social awareness. The problem I have is, I'm not not a girl. I'm also maybe not not a boy? But I'm definitely not all the way a girl or boy the way other girls and boys are. I'm maybe a secret third thing, but it's a third thing that's not independent and outside those genders.

And the problem is when you say you're nonbinary people think, I must never use gendered language for this person. I must try to think of this person as an ungendered entity. I must never make this person uncomfortable by mentioning gendered experiences in front of them. They probably like frogs. Etc. (I do have a healthy appreciation for frogs)

At the end of the day, if I don't know what my identity is, nobody else is going to either, and I hate the awkward trying to anticipate my needs based on the relayed experiences of other nonbinary people who have had themselves more figured out. Like... Just ask?

I'm not nonbinary as in "not gendered, at all", I'm nonbinary as in messy. Not fitting. Wanted to be a boy when I was a kid, no longer sure what I want to be; pretty sure I don't want to be a Man. Functionally a woman in society. A proud honorary guuuurl. Man of the family (until I married a man). My dad's son but a girl. Prone to calling myself a little guy and using gender neutral language for myself, but almost squirming when someone else does for me. Squirming even harder when someone includes me in a group they address as "ladies." Dressing like a boy hoping someone will call me pretty in my masc outfit. Turning into the boy i saw inside my heart when I was a kid, except I'm an adult woman. Feeling outward pressure to go gender-neutral in my presentation but also feeling the inner urge to become gender maximalist. Messy, messy bisexual asexual androgynous feminist nonbinary genderqueer boygirl girl.

But I look like a woman with a short haircut and subtle rainbow sandals. So I just stammer out "uhh, any" when someone asks about my pronouns, stick with the comfortably nebulous term "genderqueer", and don't get into my gender identity at family dinner.

After all, if I don't get it, how could anyone else?

Happy pride month! 

You can find this design on my redbubble

My God this is so cute!

Dream SMP doodles to close off pride month 2021

GUESSWHOJUSTREALIZEDTHEIRMOTHEREMOTIONALMANIPULATEDTHEMFOURYEARSAGOANDITWORKEDSOWELLTHEYDIDN'TREALIZEITUNTILNOW

✷MOTOTHEY

- This is my new oc Fern!

- They're non-binary and have a mysterious scar on their eye...

They are two cat enbies in love your honor

I came out as nonbinary to my best friend last week and it went great. Which I was expecting but that didn't stop me from crying, shaking and needing her to talk me down from an almost panic attack. I had never said anything out loud to anyone, so I was expecting some sort of a reaction.

When I told her, she smiled in the most reassuring way and I asked if she already knew. She said she didn't want to assume anything or pressure me to talk about it before I was ready, so she had been waiting for me to say something. But she had come across some pronoun pins a couple of weeks earlier and she wanted to buy some that said "they/them" for me but she didn't want to pressure me so she didn't buy them. I honestly love that she knew. And that she instinctively knew which pronouns I prefer. Anyway, it's been really nice to be able to talk about it. I've had weird gender feelings for about 10ish years now and only started thinking I might be nonbinary a couple years ago. Before I just did everything to not think about it. But yeah, I'm nonbinary;)

I forgot about this post. But I did it @wittlepuppydog. I didn't shave my head completely, I just got a short hairstyle instead. It was about 5 months ago now and I absolutely love it. It has made the pain considerably more bearable as hair is no longer brushing against my face constantly, and I no longer have to tie it up to get it out of the way (which also hurts).

Honestly, it's not even just about the pain. I feel more like me. I recognise myself in the mirror. I like my hair, I like my face - something I could never comfortably say before. It feels like my pain gave me a gift. I never thought I would say something like that about my chronic pain. But yeah, it has helped and I have never felt more like myself than I do now.

And people's reactions and their staring honestly haven't faced me. I don't care about it anymore. Also, it's hard to say whether they're staring bc of the hair or bc I'm young and disabled and walking with a cane.

Thought I'd add some pictures for reference;)

I've been considering shaving my head because of the pain. It's still constant and my hair makes it worse. Is it stupid? Will I regret it? Will I feel like I'm "giving in" to the pain? Does that even make sense? I'm tired of feeling like I have no control over the pain. And this feels like a way I can maybe at least not hurt myself more and gain a little control back? I don't know. I'm tired

If you’re nonbinary and need a shield from homophobic/transphobic stares, get yourself a cute bag. I have a purse that has the og strawberry shortcake on it and I get so many compliments on it. Usually people are staring at me trying to figure out wtf I am but now they’re staring cuz I have a strawberry shortcake purse

Love nonbinary people forever, regardless of how they look, how they present, what pronouns do they look or whether they want to pursue medical transition or not. An AMAB nb person has a beard and looks like a bear? Good for them. An AFAB agender person is breasting boobily down the stairs? Good for them! A genderflux person decides to pursue medical transition and still be genderflux? Fantastic stuff imo. A nonbinary person does not want to disclose their ASAB? Also great! Again, love nonbinary people forever, unconditionally so.

I hate when websites make me select my gender, my gender is a series of system errors idk what to tell you

chat ima need yall to imagine somone

imagine a person, androgynous looking but if you had to choose, assuming youre thinking heteronormatively), see them as a guy and masculine

theyre black (very important when it comes to choosing my name tbh), nonbinary agender, usually has their afro (thats dyed blonde) out, will probably lock their hair soon

but they also love femininity, still dress feminine, and refers to themselves using the term “femboy”

whagt name do you vibe with for said person? thinking abt changing it bc my cousin makes fun of my current one a lot and my brother kinda makes fun of it

also, if you comment your own it needs to start with the letter s!! i dont want my initials to change lol

current preference is sage and soren tied for first and silas is in last place

yall so.. i actually started hrt 2 weeks ago (this week thursday will be my 3rd injection!) and i didnt make a post bc my dumbass got too lazy to buy (also poor) the trans flag to put up so i just printed out a picture and taped it on my wall LMAO

im gonna buy it soon yall!! along with the trans icon blåhaj :3

ALSO ITS FREE!!! BC MY INSURANCE IN NYS LEGALLY HAS TO INSURE ALL GENDER REAFFIRMING CARE SO ID ONLY END UP PAYING FOR THE NEEDLES IF ANYTHING

also picture of the pretty girl since yall haven’t seen her in a bit

day i start hrt is the day i will hang up my trans flag yall, just need to buy it first :3 🙏

IWANNASTART HRT NOW PLEASEEE PLEASEHWBBA PLEASEEEE WHY IS THE APPT FOR 4/10 IMGOJNA CEY PLEWSE PELASW

and you could even have BOTH a vagina and a penis!!!

its called being salmacian!!

its what i plan on doing!!!

I know that HRT gives you secondary sex characteristics in one direction or another, but we HAVE to stop telling nonbinary people that they “can’t pick and choose.” Of course, you can’t tell your testosterone that you’d rather not grow chest hair, but there are things you can do!

You could go on T so your voice drops and start shaving so you don’t grow a beard. You could start HRT and then stop once you get the permanent changes you like. You can pursue sterilization instead of bottom surgery. You can get top surgery without being on T. You can go on E and work out a bunch to bulk out your muscles. You can pursue laser hair removal or electrolysis to remove unwanted hair, with or without HRT. You could even just start hormones to see if you like it and then stop if it isn’t to your taste.

Obviously, you can’t order secondary sex characteristics a la carte, but we have to stop being so awful to nonbinary people. We should discuss the options we have, not shut down the conversation with “that’s what you get.”

In the midst of this shit show, I’m taking it upon myself to come out (and be the most annoying queer person ever/j)

Hey y’all, let’s just get this over with

My name is Bark. I am a butch lesbian, and agender nonbinary. My pronouns are She/They, I am AFAB, and I exist.

I have had an up and down journey when it came to finding out my identity. At first, I was bisexual, then lesbian, then pan, then back to lesbian.

when it came to my gender, I was always a bit afraid to explore it. I’ve gone from being a trans man, to gender-fluid, to demi girl, to para girl, and eventually dropping the idea of figuring out what the hell was going on.

After lots of research and reflection (plus talking to fellow genderqueer people) I have finally come to the conclusion that I am Agender Nonbinary.

In my mind, the concept of gender identity and labels like “masc” and “fem” didn’t make a lot of sense to me. Why is it that doing ABC makes me masculine, therefore, I am (or want to be) a boy? Why does DEF make me feminine and girly?? What if I do ABE? What if I do DBC?? It’s makes no sense to me.

I have always felt comfortable in using She/They, but couldn’t think of a label to describe why I would use those pronouns. Not that I needed a why (and you shouldn’t feel like you need a why either) but having it provided a bit of closure for me.

That being said, I am PROUD of my identity. I am PROUD to be one of the millions of queer people out there in society. I am PROUD of WHO I AM and YOU CAN TAKE MY RIGHTS OUT OF MY COLD, DEAD, HANDS.

Got deadnamed by my oldest friend on my birthday. Deliberately. Through a meme.

Wrench Watch-Dogs is nonbinary and I will not be explaining-

(…that is a lie I come armed with proof.)

Now Accepting Friendship Applications:

I need more Queer Creatives in my life. I am seeking:

Life long companions.

Weird Art Exchanges.

Rivals.

Enemies.

Freelance coworkers.

Lovers.

Haters.

Besties.

Pen-Pals.

Critics.

Contemporaries.

I am…

twenty four years of age, nearly twenty five.

a writer of poetry, fiction, essays, philosophy, music, art analysis, and otherwise unrelated articles.

someone who identifies as a witch. I read tarot, study magic, and hold rituals.

skeptical as fuck.

a bit of a pretentious snob.

ideologically punk, and involved with my community.

a supporter of body mods.

unabashedly queer. Nonbinary and a lover of women.

passionate beyond words. Everything I do is with my whole soul. I care about everything all of the time.

contradictory. For every rule there’s an exception. It keeps you on your toes.

Requirements for application…

21+

An intelligent and engaging conversationalist.

Queer, Creative, and believe you’re worth knowing.

Leave a comment, reblog, or DM telling me why we should become acquainted.

Paul Atreides is canonically nonbinary.

Seriously.

The first time I read Dune I thought-

“Frank Herbert is doing a great job explaining gender variance in science fiction in a time when they did not have the modern vocabulary for gender expression.”

Paul is his father’s son and his mother’s daughter. He’s quite literally bred to have access to knowledge and power only accessible to men or women.

RIP Paul you would have loved ‘I am not a woman, I’m a god’ by Halsey.

Intuit credit karma has an ad that stars a nonbinary character. It is three am and I am fighting tears over an ad character named Morgan. The narrator used they/them pronouns the entire time, seamlessly.

I sat up in my seat as soon as I saw them. I was shocked. I was hooked. I am somewhat upset with myself over having such an emotional reaction to a capitalist commercial meant to entice the younger generation. It worked.

Lesbians!!

Is it possible to find a girlfriend on tumblr??

I am both feminine and masculine.

What’s up??