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i am so curious what this fic is about tell me more!!
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sad that I couldn't take a photograph for obvious reasons, but there was a parcel at the post office today addressed to "grandpa mice". I absolutely want to know what grandpa mice's deal is
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It's the start of spring break. You're a high school senior recovering from an extremely toxic best friendship you had with someone you were desperately in love with, as well as being groomed to be a violent, self-sacrificing machine by your hyper-religious football coach. But everything's cool these days, and so you're helping one of your friends set up the new LGBTQ+ student union at your school to get it ready for when everyone gets back from break. You hear a motorcycle outside. The door bursts open and in walk two of your best friends/teammates. They're actively flexing. The one who killed it at tryouts last year says they both have an offer for you. The one who kissed you at prom last year asks if you're "into adventure". You can only assume they're proposing a threesome. And then, even after they tell you that's not what they were offering, one of them compliments your body and the other one says that a three way make out would be "a cool idea". You are Ragh Barkrock.
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what do you mean youre technically a detransitioner cause of terf bullshit?
it's a v long story but i detransitioned for a couple of years when i was 16/17, for multiple reasons but mostly because i fell into the blaire white/kalvin garrah chamber of "you have to be This way to be trans otherwise you're not real".
i was already Deeply insecure about myself and my 'passing' and i was led to believe that i couldn't want to wear makeup or skirts, and i couldn't choose not to have bottom surgery, and i couldn't do anything but bind for 12+ hours a day to the point that my ribcage is still misshapen. basically i thought that if i wasn't suffering enough doing 'feminine' things, i couldn't really be trans, so i should just go back to being a girl and suck it up.
the terf bullshit is because i'd seen a lot of terfs/detransitioners talking about the 'dangers' of testosterone and how it would turn me into a horrible ugly evil monster and how there was nothing worse than wanting to be a man. which combined with 'you need to fully medically transition to be valid at all' creates some very dangerous and upsetting feelings to cope with.
it also came from trying really hard to put myself in a little box before i realised that my sexuality/gender are very fluid and it's FINE for me not to have a label and just do whatever i want. when i was 19 or so i went back to using they/them (and eventually he/him) and changed my name again because even though i like doing 'feminine' things, i don't want to be seen as a woman.
tldr: i was conditioned by transphobic/terf rhetorics to think that i was being trans the 'wrong' way so i couldn't be trans at all, so i believed i must actually be a girl if i still wanted to do 'feminine' things. nowadays i am a transmasc who does feminine things because i don't give two shits about what any transmed prick thinks of me anymore.
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One of my favorite tiny headcanons for superbat is that they at some point while both concussed, end up with nicknames for each other. Bruce half jokingly calls Clark Sunshine, and again they're both concussed, their mental faculties are not all the way there.
So Clark jokingly calls Bruce Moonshine.
No one else has this context. And everyone else is very confused.
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