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isaac 🍂 @androgynyfiend.bsky.social · Apr 21
this is going to be my thread for random wwi things that i think about a lot
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
the democrats are flopping so hard rn that one of my fb friends who was a standard anti-communist lib this time last year has officially posted that she's a socialist who despises the democrats
November 11, 2025 at 5:23 AM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
despite moving i'm still my trans org's data person and so i was running numbers for them bc we started doing mutual aid stuff earlier this year. the numbers here just show me once again how much a genuine fucking socialist movement would benefit literally everyone
November 11, 2025 at 1:40 AM
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james.claims
“Why aren’t they banning trans men from sport”

They were before, and they are now, I’ve watched my mutual (@geekyjules.julessherred.com) go through this for months whilst people chat shit about shit they don’t know about
thetyee.ca The Tyee @thetyee.ca · 13h
There are many misperceptions about taking testosterone — including among trans men — but the small amount Jules Sherred takes does not translate to bulging biceps. Those are the result of many hours of training, he said.
Changed Rules Will Shut a Trans Bodybuilder Out of Competition | The Tyee
The Canadian association that regulates the sport will no longer allow gender-affirming hormone therapy, citing American rules.
thetyee.ca
November 10, 2025 at 10:39 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
stewing about my mom again and realized 8 months after my mom accused me of "having an affair with a married man" bc my partner married my meta earlier that my mom and stepdad's relationship literally started as an affair when they were both married
November 10, 2025 at 9:36 PM
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lizrummy.bsky.social
oh my god
November 10, 2025 at 6:16 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
fucking loathe how your own parents refuse to see your humanity when you're trans. feeling # triggered and can't put into words how angry this makes me. absolutely fucking evil woman
taliabhatt.itch.io Talia "Estro Junkies" Bhatt ♀︎♀︎ @taliabhatt.itch.io · 21h
She has a rationale for it as part of her book promo.

Bonus: she's friends with the mom of one the killers.
www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle...
She has two names tattooed on her wrists, celebrating the births of her children. On her right hand, it says Alisha in smudgy black ink; on the left, it says Brett. For 14 years of Brianna’s life, she was Brett. Through the book, Ghey makes a clear distinction. She refers to Brett as he, Brianna as she. Does it seem like two different people? “It does, though that’s not necessarily because she went from Brett to Brianna, it’s just the natural stages of life. It was important for me to talk about Brett as well, because to understand where Brianna was at, you need to understand the whole life.” In Under a Pink Sky, Ghey doesn’t mention the killers by name, so I won’t. But she does name the mother of the girl, for a good reason. They have become friends.
November 10, 2025 at 4:07 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
it's so awesome having stupidly sensitive taste buds and therefore disliking tea, coffee, and alcohol
November 10, 2025 at 2:25 AM
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bimbotheory.bsky.social
Roe v. Wade wasn’t great at protecting abortion rights bc it was folded under right to privacy instead of full autonomy, and in the same vein folding gay rights into the institution of marriage threw aside more liberatory demands. The silver lining of fascist rollback is next time we can do better.
November 8, 2025 at 4:19 AM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
after 9 months of trying to find a new job my stats are

- 80 applications; 4 pending
- 10 responded; 8 ghosted
- 2 interviews; 1 ghosted, 1 rejected
- 11 outright rejections after applying; 55 ghosted

doing great 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻
November 9, 2025 at 10:47 PM
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salixwrosette.bsky.social
The failure of the attack ads to move votes in the Kentucky (2023) and Virginia (2025) governor races is telling. In both cases, the Republican invested heavily in anti-trans attack ads, and in both cases the Democrat won solidly.
November 9, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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bloomfilters.bsky.social
[nsfw sex ed] people writing/drawing tgirl erotica tip: perineum is woefully neglected as "flap of skin between the bits and the hole" when you should in fact consider it part of the genital complex. only reason it isn't is because heterosexuality constructs bodily sex out of primacy of reproduction
November 8, 2025 at 7:57 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
sometimes i feel bad bc my novel has been something i've slowly worked on for like i think 4 1/2 years now and i'm like shouldn't i just have it finished but the more it stews the better it gets i think. like i'm slowly working up to writing the transgressive fiction it probably should be
November 8, 2025 at 7:29 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
i need a sign or something that says like "I JUST TOOK MY VYVANSE FINALLY AND I MAY BE WAY FRIENDLIER AND CHATTIER THAN NORMAL I'M SORRY"
November 8, 2025 at 7:20 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
just heard about the metamorphosis of prime intellect yesterday for the first time ever via a video essay about it and i'm just kind of floored by it w/o even reading it. sci-fi is such a frustrating genre bc there's sooo much slop but the good sci-fi absolutely alters your fucking brain chemistry
November 8, 2025 at 7:08 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
whenever ppl do their kind of doomer trans separatism thing i'm just like look my fiance is cis and i have made him fiercely pro-trans and a chaser (complimentary)
androgynyfiend.bsky.social isaac 🍂 @androgynyfiend.bsky.social · 2d
fiance is talking to me about the game celeste rn and this is one of those messages where i'm like wow i have absolutely rotted his brain like he only talks like this bc of me
November 8, 2025 at 6:51 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
fiance is talking to me about the game celeste rn and this is one of those messages where i'm like wow i have absolutely rotted his brain like he only talks like this bc of me
November 8, 2025 at 5:44 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
going to the fuckin OPERA in nyc tonight i'm so excitedddd
November 8, 2025 at 3:34 PM
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fireantprincess.bsky.social
if someone had saved a hundred dollars a year since the big bang, that person would have saved a trillion dollars by now.
November 8, 2025 at 3:25 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
gay books written by non-gay men: teehee look at this little meetcute :3 they're so gay and in love ~

gay books written by gay men: the nonstop agony and horror and violence of being gay
November 8, 2025 at 3:08 PM
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eigenvectrix.myatproto.social
All men are Manhattan, all women are Queens
clapifyoulikeme.favrd.social Mrs. Detective Pikajew, Esq. @clapifyoulikeme.favrd.social · 3d
I can’t believe Zohran is transing the trains already

www.mta.info/article/f-m-...
F and M trains will swap routes between Manhattan and Queens starting in December 2025 We're making this change to improve reliability. Here's what you need to know about how your trip may change. New York City Transit
November 8, 2025 at 5:43 AM
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melstone.xyz
😈😈😈
November 7, 2025 at 10:19 PM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
only posting this cuz i think i'm gonna wreck this draft and rewrite it for the millionth time but anyway gay little wwi bitches. what are we thinking
Freddie comes to him. Maggie is shaking his shoulders and he gasps and cries stupidly. This is the fourth time, she says. He wipes the tears with the back of his hands and he rolls over in bed and falls back asleep. He is beautiful in his dreams. His face is grey and cold but his skin is soft and dimples under Adrian’s fingertips. He would cradle Freddie like a baby. When he wakes up he wraps his arms around himself and tucks them under his chest and lets the weight of his body press down on them. Later he says a quick goodbye to Maggie and he starts walking. He knows where he’s going and pretends that he doesn’t. If he finds himself alone in the pub, he’ll order a pint and make his way out after he’s finished half. Tonight, the pub is flooded with jeers and laughter and a sea of boots. Adrian can’t remember why so many people would be here. His wristwatch from the Army is buried away somewhere and he hasn’t touched it since he came back. He has Maggie at home and everyone at the shop to let him know when he needs to be off doing something. He keeps his head down and looks at the veins in his hands and the freckle between his index and middle finger. The skies are overcast in his dreams but the grass is dry. He is not caked in mud and neither is Freddie. There are maroon blossoms on his jacket. It is only the two of them. It was like that a lot with him. They could burrow into a wall of dirt together and it was like it was only them. Freddie had a stack of cards and he would play with anyone. He was good at losing. Nothing ever really unnerved him except being sent out to repair barbed wire. The clink of glass in front of Adrian demands his attention. Now he is able to look around. When he reaches the dark corner on the opposite side of the counter, he sees a familiar profile. Relief propels him to get up and walk towards him. Leigh doesn’t look up until Adrian says, alright? and when their eyes meet, he responds, alright. Words continue to leave Adrian’s mouth without much consideration. Adrian studies Leigh’s face as they go back and forth. He tries to picture him like Freddie but Leigh would look like the rest of them. Pale and bloated and half buried in mud. When Leigh asks why he came here, Adrian notices that his knuckles are clenched in his lap and he feels vaguely sick. He supposes he wanted to get out. Leigh keeps looking at him and he’s not sure what to think. There’s something happening in his head that’s incomprehensible to Adrian. Leigh asks, ever go for a walk late at night? Fewer people around, fewer things to worry about. Fancy a walk now? Adrian follows out of the pub and into the street. # The sterile light of the moon sends a dark shadow across Leigh’s face and the hazy yellow glow of street lights illuminates his hands. They are calloused and flecked with bits of God knows what. His fingers are thick. They are not nimble like Adrian’s but they must be stronger. The street around them shifts. People mill about, carriages clatter past. Leigh is in Adrian's periphery. He does not speak. Others on the street come and go but he is there. He does not change. The silence is broken when Leigh digs through his pocket and offers his lighter. Adrian declines with a polite no thank you. Then Leigh lights a cigarette and takes a drag and extends that to him. When Adrian rejects this time, Leigh wags it between his fingers. It could do him good. Who knows how. The cigarette moves and their fingertips brush. It’s flat and bitter. The cigarette passes hands. He doesn’t smoke much, does he? Nobody’s ever asked that before. He never thought much of it but neither has anyone else. It’s flat and bitter. Leigh says it’s not about the taste. He cranes his neck back and his face is washed in moonlight, and he says, no, it’s not the taste, it’s how it makes you feel. The cigarette passes hands. He couldn’t have gotten through the war without it. It’s the feeling. It passes hands. It’s flat and bitter. # The towpaths of the canals are even darker. The cigarette runs its course and Leigh only stops to grind it into the pavement with his shoe. They move together as shadows in an empty landscape. He waits for a cigarette that is never lit. Here — Leigh points a finger — and behind him the nothingness becomes a small shed. It’s dingy and overgrown. For Leigh, it’s a memory. He’d sit inside — he points a finger through the open door — and Freddie mucked about out here, up and down the canal. The only proof the canals are there at all is the moon’s reflection on the surface. Freddie’s running up and down the edge. He is quiet and smiling. He runs back and forth until he collapses on the ground. The moonlight washes over him and makes him white-faced. His hands are clasped over his stomach. He’s still smiling. Freddie waited out here. Leigh brushes his shoulder and circles around to the back of the shed. Adrian follows. Why did he come here? Getting out’s not a reason. There is no reason. Their bodies press against the back of the shed. Freddie’s white-faced and smiling in the moonlight. Adrian closes his eyes. He’s at the canal. They’re at the canal. It’s just the two of them. Their hands are touching. He sinks against the wall. Leigh is on top of him. He is ale and diesel and tobacco. His nose is against his cheek. He is not drunk and neither is he. Leigh, he says, or he thinks he says. There isn’t anything else he could say. There’s nothing else. There is Leigh and Leigh is hot and he is strong and Adrian wraps his arms around himself and lets his weight push his body down but he does not fall asleep. He is not asleep. There is Leigh and he’s touching him and the cigarettes stain his lips and tongue. He’s ill he’s awake he’s touching him there’s nothing else to say. Leigh’s brown eyes are too much. He looks and he looks back and he keeps looking and everything is hot and sore and real it’s real this time he thinks it’s real his stubble scrapes that’s real he’s wrapp…
November 8, 2025 at 3:34 AM
androgynyfiend.bsky.social
currently playing the sims where i am yelling at my household w/ 5 children bc they're so fucking annoying to manage while simultaneously having the parents try for another baby
November 8, 2025 at 12:47 AM
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stefmowords.bsky.social
succubus - female demon that seduces men

incubus - male demon that seduces women

vengabus - non-binary demon that likes to party
November 6, 2025 at 3:38 PM